Post by Jesse Blake on May 25, 2007 12:19:48 GMT -5
The camera clicks, and then turns out. A red glowing light on the side of the camera tells Jesse Blake that it's his time, now. He's ready, he is prepared.
JB: Maybe you know who I am. Maybe you don't. Listen closely, because right now, you're looking at the future of professional wrestling. You're looking at one of the most hardcore wrestlers in the buisness. Now see when most of your proud WCF wrestlers say "I'm hardcore" they mean because they can swing a chair or drop an opponent down on some thumbtacks. But that isn't my style. I'm more hardcore than that because I can fuck anybody up just as badly if not worse without the help of some thumbtacks or a chair. I'd rather just embarass my opponent and force him into submission with my bare hands because not only does it let him know who the better man is without question but it is also an easier way to release my frustrations. And speaking of frustrations..
JB scratches the back of his neck and sighs.
JB: I can take a wild guess that nobody here has any terminal illnesses that prevent them from wrestling. Doing what they love. Well I don't know for sure, but for right now let's just go with that hunch. I'm not like everybody else. Sure there may be plenty of wrestlers out there with similar move sets and ring attires. But nobody can compare to me when it comes to what I fight and why I fight it. You see I became a professional wrestler at first because I was angry. I wanted to hurt people. And when I woke up one day, the first thing I did was check my phone messages. And when I did, I heard the voice of my doctor. "Jesse, we need to talk". I called him back later that day to find that I had been diagnosed with testicular cancer.
JB: Some people might laugh. They might point there fingrs at me and say "Oh, it's fake, just like wrestling." Well when I wrestle, it's not fake. And faking cancer might as well be as bad as faking your own death, and that is something I would never do. Why bother? Why take this life I have for granted? It doesn't make any sense to me why people would say these things and yet they do. I can't help that. The only way I can ease my pain, is by convincing myself that if I can fight my opponents and win, I can fight this cancer and win too. Some people in my old promotion called me Cancer Boy because they thought it was funny. One kid in particular ran his mouth like a flaming jackass, so I ripped his heart out and strangled him with his stupid XBox 360 Controler cord. If I hadn't done it in front of everybody else they wouldn't have been able to save him. OF course I didn't really rip his heart out, if I would have breathed on it the wrong way he probably would have went into cardiac arrest anyway. i don't let punks like that stop me. "You can't wrestle, you have cancer" Well when you tell me I cant do something that's all the more reason for me to give it my best shot, isn't it?
JB: my whole life I prided myself on silencing the naysayers and proving my worth. And now I've come to the WCF do the same thing. I'll probably make a lot of enemies here, that much I can expect. The only thing I do not know is how long it will take for me to accomplish my goals. For now, there is not much left to say. But remember evrybody, if I can beat cancer.. I can beat YOU.
Jesse Blake points into the camera and winks as the scene comes to an end.
JB: Maybe you know who I am. Maybe you don't. Listen closely, because right now, you're looking at the future of professional wrestling. You're looking at one of the most hardcore wrestlers in the buisness. Now see when most of your proud WCF wrestlers say "I'm hardcore" they mean because they can swing a chair or drop an opponent down on some thumbtacks. But that isn't my style. I'm more hardcore than that because I can fuck anybody up just as badly if not worse without the help of some thumbtacks or a chair. I'd rather just embarass my opponent and force him into submission with my bare hands because not only does it let him know who the better man is without question but it is also an easier way to release my frustrations. And speaking of frustrations..
JB scratches the back of his neck and sighs.
JB: I can take a wild guess that nobody here has any terminal illnesses that prevent them from wrestling. Doing what they love. Well I don't know for sure, but for right now let's just go with that hunch. I'm not like everybody else. Sure there may be plenty of wrestlers out there with similar move sets and ring attires. But nobody can compare to me when it comes to what I fight and why I fight it. You see I became a professional wrestler at first because I was angry. I wanted to hurt people. And when I woke up one day, the first thing I did was check my phone messages. And when I did, I heard the voice of my doctor. "Jesse, we need to talk". I called him back later that day to find that I had been diagnosed with testicular cancer.
JB: Some people might laugh. They might point there fingrs at me and say "Oh, it's fake, just like wrestling." Well when I wrestle, it's not fake. And faking cancer might as well be as bad as faking your own death, and that is something I would never do. Why bother? Why take this life I have for granted? It doesn't make any sense to me why people would say these things and yet they do. I can't help that. The only way I can ease my pain, is by convincing myself that if I can fight my opponents and win, I can fight this cancer and win too. Some people in my old promotion called me Cancer Boy because they thought it was funny. One kid in particular ran his mouth like a flaming jackass, so I ripped his heart out and strangled him with his stupid XBox 360 Controler cord. If I hadn't done it in front of everybody else they wouldn't have been able to save him. OF course I didn't really rip his heart out, if I would have breathed on it the wrong way he probably would have went into cardiac arrest anyway. i don't let punks like that stop me. "You can't wrestle, you have cancer" Well when you tell me I cant do something that's all the more reason for me to give it my best shot, isn't it?
JB: my whole life I prided myself on silencing the naysayers and proving my worth. And now I've come to the WCF do the same thing. I'll probably make a lot of enemies here, that much I can expect. The only thing I do not know is how long it will take for me to accomplish my goals. For now, there is not much left to say. But remember evrybody, if I can beat cancer.. I can beat YOU.
Jesse Blake points into the camera and winks as the scene comes to an end.