Post by khardaway on Dec 31, 2009 0:08:41 GMT -5
Oh my lord, a blog RP...*GASP*
Hey everybody out there in wrestling land. K-Hard here with your daily fix of nothing for the day. Seriously, I’m home taking care of the kid and spending time with the wife. No bullshit stories, no bullshit angles, no bullshit at all. My kid, god bless her soul, is sick right now and I have to play “father” for a change. It’s nothing serious though, no Swine Flu scares or anything of the sort, although I believe I had at it one point a few months ago. You don’t just get extremely sick and then better in only a few days. I know, that’s how sickness works when you take pain medicine, but I didn’t really take anything for it. Anyways, enough about my family. That’s not why I’m here today. I should be cutting a promo about this, but I don’t have the time right now and I need to spend the money on getting on an airplane to Maine right after the new year.
As you may have recalled, a couple weeks ago, was One...easily our big time show. The biggest show of the year for us. God knows how many people lined outside got turned away. Somehow we filled that stadium, which fills easily for USC football games, and has the Rose Bowl and the BCS National Championship game, in the same freakin’ week, and they filled it up in no time. It’s pretty insane. But what’s even more insane is the simple fact that I walked in there feeling like a million bucks, and walked out like I just got the news that something bad happened to my family. You walk out, rejected, feeling abandoned, bloodied and sweating, and you just lost what drives and thrives you in an instant.
One extra second was all I needed. 30 minutes and I needed 30 minutes and 1 second. I hope our little commissioner is happy that he decided to put me, Slaughter, and Jack Cash in this 30 minute anything goes slugfest. Because guess what; Mission fucking accomplished, you asshole. You made me look like such an ass, exactly just like you’ve been doing to me for the past 5 years. Laughing, having fun, enjoying yourself, driving Seth Lerch to the brink of insanity. Good for you.
You know...fuck it. I’ve been contemplating this for awhile now, thinking and re-thinking. Yes and no. Whether or not I want to say this to you. And I think I have my answer. For the past 5 years, you’ve always been that simple thorn in my side. One time. One single time have I pinned you in the middle of that ring. Should’ve been more, but I know how this business works. Still doesn’t hurt that it’s only been one time...regardless on whether or not on how that one victory meant.
But I don’t have a lot of time left on my plate in this business. I feel like I’m about done, that I’ve hit my collective stride. I’ve had my fun, I’ve had my time to shine, I’ve been the classic hero and I’ve been the devious villain. But I still have that “bucket list” waiting in my pocket, of things I wanna do before my time is up in this business and I sit down and spend the rest of my life with my family. You could do the same if you wanted to, but you know and I know that we’re two entirely different people. We share different views, different lives. I don’t have the task of living the life that you have. It’s just too damn much for me and the way I am. But regardless, there’s one simple thing I have on this list, at the very top of this list that I need to do, that I need to feel to accomplish so I can be proud at myself that I finally put my demons to rest. I thought I did when we had our “instant classic”, but then last year happened and those demons came right on back. So I need to put them to rest again. You know what I need to do.
I need to beat you again.
I need to beat you again if it’s the last thing I do. If you wanna do it straight-up and go for the full ***** boat, go for it. If you want to have us beat the holy hell out of each other until we can’t breathe anymore, we can do that too. See, I’ve heard rumors about you ducking whenever rumblings came up about another match between us too. So do me a favor and quit being a pussy about it. This is it. I’m calling this our final hurrah. After this, we never have to meet in the middle of this ring again. I don’t want to wrestle you again after this. I’ve had too many chances to beat you and I’ve failed all but one. If I fail this time, I don’t need to bother with anything anymore. But if I win, I can smile again knowing that I did something with my career. To me, it’s not about titles or money or anything like that. It’s about pride, and right now my pride is pretty much shot up to hell.
So this is my New Year’s resolution for 2010. To retire knowing that I finally put my demons to bed for good.
You don’t need to answer now, you don’t need to answer at all. I’m giving you a deadline though. I want this match to be at “Til Death Do Us Part” in February. Why that date? Because of not just last year, but the name of the PPV says it all about our feud. ‘Til death do us part.
I’ll be waiting.
-Kevin Hardaway
As you may have recalled, a couple weeks ago, was One...easily our big time show. The biggest show of the year for us. God knows how many people lined outside got turned away. Somehow we filled that stadium, which fills easily for USC football games, and has the Rose Bowl and the BCS National Championship game, in the same freakin’ week, and they filled it up in no time. It’s pretty insane. But what’s even more insane is the simple fact that I walked in there feeling like a million bucks, and walked out like I just got the news that something bad happened to my family. You walk out, rejected, feeling abandoned, bloodied and sweating, and you just lost what drives and thrives you in an instant.
One extra second was all I needed. 30 minutes and I needed 30 minutes and 1 second. I hope our little commissioner is happy that he decided to put me, Slaughter, and Jack Cash in this 30 minute anything goes slugfest. Because guess what; Mission fucking accomplished, you asshole. You made me look like such an ass, exactly just like you’ve been doing to me for the past 5 years. Laughing, having fun, enjoying yourself, driving Seth Lerch to the brink of insanity. Good for you.
You know...fuck it. I’ve been contemplating this for awhile now, thinking and re-thinking. Yes and no. Whether or not I want to say this to you. And I think I have my answer. For the past 5 years, you’ve always been that simple thorn in my side. One time. One single time have I pinned you in the middle of that ring. Should’ve been more, but I know how this business works. Still doesn’t hurt that it’s only been one time...regardless on whether or not on how that one victory meant.
But I don’t have a lot of time left on my plate in this business. I feel like I’m about done, that I’ve hit my collective stride. I’ve had my fun, I’ve had my time to shine, I’ve been the classic hero and I’ve been the devious villain. But I still have that “bucket list” waiting in my pocket, of things I wanna do before my time is up in this business and I sit down and spend the rest of my life with my family. You could do the same if you wanted to, but you know and I know that we’re two entirely different people. We share different views, different lives. I don’t have the task of living the life that you have. It’s just too damn much for me and the way I am. But regardless, there’s one simple thing I have on this list, at the very top of this list that I need to do, that I need to feel to accomplish so I can be proud at myself that I finally put my demons to rest. I thought I did when we had our “instant classic”, but then last year happened and those demons came right on back. So I need to put them to rest again. You know what I need to do.
I need to beat you again.
I need to beat you again if it’s the last thing I do. If you wanna do it straight-up and go for the full ***** boat, go for it. If you want to have us beat the holy hell out of each other until we can’t breathe anymore, we can do that too. See, I’ve heard rumors about you ducking whenever rumblings came up about another match between us too. So do me a favor and quit being a pussy about it. This is it. I’m calling this our final hurrah. After this, we never have to meet in the middle of this ring again. I don’t want to wrestle you again after this. I’ve had too many chances to beat you and I’ve failed all but one. If I fail this time, I don’t need to bother with anything anymore. But if I win, I can smile again knowing that I did something with my career. To me, it’s not about titles or money or anything like that. It’s about pride, and right now my pride is pretty much shot up to hell.
So this is my New Year’s resolution for 2010. To retire knowing that I finally put my demons to bed for good.
You don’t need to answer now, you don’t need to answer at all. I’m giving you a deadline though. I want this match to be at “Til Death Do Us Part” in February. Why that date? Because of not just last year, but the name of the PPV says it all about our feud. ‘Til death do us part.
I’ll be waiting.
-Kevin Hardaway
