Post by Rick Mad on Sept 23, 2009 21:37:37 GMT -5
War.
To most in this match, War means several things. A Title shot, first and foremost. But more than that... the legendary status that comes along with having won. Only six other men can claim they've won War, each and every one of them a WCF legend. And that is what everyone is focusing on, I'm sure. These new guys, they all want to prove themselves. The veterans, they want to become legends.
Me? I'm established. I'm a legend. Winning War, sure, that would be icing on an already magnificent cake. I'm actually one of the only men in this match that was in War VII, with Chris Avery being the other one. But I can't focus on anything but Mikami. Sure, I want to win. It would be great. Sure, I think I'm a better wrestler than everyone else in the match. And I'd love to face Torture, or Creeping Death, for the World Title.
I just can't get my mind off Mikami.
I've been edgy this entire month. Wondering if Mikami would pick me or Steve Carr. And I didn't know what to think when I was booked to team with Mikami at Slam. Would he tolerate me? Would he turn on me then and there? I suppose I should have expected what I got. A "fuck you" and an exit. Fair enough.
I probably would've done the same thing.
And that is exactly why I think Mikami will be joining me. We're kindred spirits; and I've known that all along. But that means he's as vindictive as I am... I can't quite anticipate which way he's gonna go on this one.
And my entire world rests on what he decides.
He teams with Carr instead of me? Where do I go from there? Everything I do, they'd be after me, I know that. I'd probably have to leave WCF. Not like I've been able to accomplish much lately anyway, with my time and energy having been focused on Mikami.
So this event means more to me than anyone else in this match. My fate, my destiny, my career... it all comes down to this match.
I don't care about winning or losing.
At this point, all I care about is surviving.
To most in this match, War means several things. A Title shot, first and foremost. But more than that... the legendary status that comes along with having won. Only six other men can claim they've won War, each and every one of them a WCF legend. And that is what everyone is focusing on, I'm sure. These new guys, they all want to prove themselves. The veterans, they want to become legends.
Me? I'm established. I'm a legend. Winning War, sure, that would be icing on an already magnificent cake. I'm actually one of the only men in this match that was in War VII, with Chris Avery being the other one. But I can't focus on anything but Mikami. Sure, I want to win. It would be great. Sure, I think I'm a better wrestler than everyone else in the match. And I'd love to face Torture, or Creeping Death, for the World Title.
I just can't get my mind off Mikami.
I've been edgy this entire month. Wondering if Mikami would pick me or Steve Carr. And I didn't know what to think when I was booked to team with Mikami at Slam. Would he tolerate me? Would he turn on me then and there? I suppose I should have expected what I got. A "fuck you" and an exit. Fair enough.
I probably would've done the same thing.
And that is exactly why I think Mikami will be joining me. We're kindred spirits; and I've known that all along. But that means he's as vindictive as I am... I can't quite anticipate which way he's gonna go on this one.
And my entire world rests on what he decides.
He teams with Carr instead of me? Where do I go from there? Everything I do, they'd be after me, I know that. I'd probably have to leave WCF. Not like I've been able to accomplish much lately anyway, with my time and energy having been focused on Mikami.
So this event means more to me than anyone else in this match. My fate, my destiny, my career... it all comes down to this match.
I don't care about winning or losing.
At this point, all I care about is surviving.
