Post by TFP on Oct 21, 2008 16:39:25 GMT -4
The camera opens up in a large field where there is some snow falling from above. As the flakes touch the ground, they melt and soak into the soil, even in this cold weather. Jesse wears a leather jacket and a pair of jeans, protecting him from the cold winter wind. Standing underneath a big pine tree, he hides from the strong force of the wind. However it still manages to get at him as he blows his hair back and keeps it in mid-air motion.
"Nobody said that it was going to be easy. So that's why I'm going in there open-minded, fully aware that I have a huge chance of losing against either James or Joe. I'm not great by any means, I know that and it's something that I have no problem admitting to the wrestling world or my fellow wrestlers. I'm still young and I'm still a rookie at this sport, I have to be patient and have confidence in learning the ropes. I don't intend to give up on things quickly after I fail the first time. If I do horrible once, I'll try to make sure I do better the second time. I learned that to be in the wrestling world, you have to accept your mistakes and even correct them at a later date. You can be number one at everything, so if I lose on Conflict, so what? I'll shrug it off, I think of what I did wrong and if there is a next time - which I'm hoping there will be - I'll try to avoid the thing that I did wrong. James and Joe will be my two biggest challenges yet in Fans Wrestling Alliance and in wrestling. They know I'm new at this game and they know I'm not experienced like them, either. But they were in my shoes before and they felt how uncomfortable they were at the start. But if I keep focused and stay determined, I should have no problem with future challenges. Both of them had heart and soul from the beginning, so that explains why they are as successful as they are today. I have nothing but the utmost respect for those two, even if they had troubles with my mentor and friend in the past. Davidson and I are two different people, I'm not going to be ridiculous and act or even follow in his footsteps - I'm better than that and my father would rather me be my own person. Terry managed the Feature Presentation, had some problems with him, too. The only time that I'll ever associate with the guy is to wrestle him in the ring. But that doesn't seem too likely anymore as the days pass by... considering his personal troubles and everything."
Pausing, he looks off to his right where there is an object as his main focus. The camera pans out a bit, revealing that he's not just standing in a large field - but a large graveyard. A headstone that his eyes are locked on has the design of a four-leaf clover engraved into it. Four-leaf clovers are often the symbol of luck in popular culture.
"I've never held a major wrestling championship in my career, so I'm a little green when it comes to this wrestling federation. I never had the proper training in smaller independent federations with the exception of Michigan State Wrestling. But the last time I actually wrestled there was in the summer, so a six month gap of stepping into the wrestling ring is quite awhile. The rust has been shaken off, though, and I feel better each and every time I have a match. I'm getting the experience now, though, but is it exactly enough? Is it what I need to overcome the odds and get the contendership that I want? I'm a little inexperienced, I'm the underdog in this match - but I don't want to turn my career into a story that turns out like Rocky, nor do I want my career based around luck. I don't believe in it, nor should anybody else. It's just an excuse that makes wrestlers unable to admit they messed up out there in front of thousands, so they pin luck on the victor. Luck is dead, I slit its throat and watched die before me in a pool of its own blood. It can't help me, I'm my own person - everything that I do out in that ring is all because of my talent and my wrestling skills, even if I have a little amount of it compared to the both of you. Without doubt, I started off wrestling with a silver-spoon in my mouth. I had the privileges of growing up in a family of wrestling. We weren't exactly like the Harts, there were only three of us who did anything in professional wrestling. My father, owner of vXw. My brother, my former tag team partner. Myself, my own man. Now forced to go singles in this industry, I now have more time to focus and go further than I have ever gone before. I think it's safe to say that you won't see M00P and their antics back. They're deeper down into the ground than luck."
Grinning, he looks at the turned-up soil of the ground before the headstone. This grave is new and recent, probably dug by Jesse for his own purpose. The dark brown soil hardens and dampens with every gust of wind and with every flake of snow. Jesse kicks a clod of dirt, spreading it out on the grass.
"Joe says that if I can beat him this week on Conflict, than I'm more than ready and able to beat William Rodney Mercy at the pay per view. Normally I would listen and believe the words to come out of a respectable athlete's mouth like Supes, but I can't really help by disagree with him on that. Joe is one of the best wrestlers here in FWA, that's for damn sure, but beating him doesn't exactly make me qualified to defeat anybody on the roster, most of all William. I've still got a long way to go before I'm ready to step up to guys like him without a little bit of intimidation inside of myself. For two months steady and straight, I've been on the Conflict cards and impressing the backstage staff to get this confidence put into me by them. They might believe that I'm the next breakout star, maybe even become a homegrown talent that could define Fans Wrestling Alliance in time. I don't know what they think or what they believe, but if I'm getting rewards and opportunities like this, then I must be doing something right. All that I really do is try my best and it seems to be working. I don't give a half-assed performance, nor do I joke like I used to. I used to be the Man Who Wore Perfume just a month or so ago - how quickly that became a fad, huh? Goes to show that things don't last forever, and that gets me thinking - is my sudden success only temporary? Could I crash and burn at Conflict and fail? It may be the end of all that is turning out good, or it may be the step that will get me so much closer to the top of the staircase. I'm keen on finding out, but before finding out the answers, there are some things that I need to do instead of find the answers - piss on luck's grave."
Standing over the dirt, he turns his back to the camera and looks down. Fade.
"Nobody said that it was going to be easy. So that's why I'm going in there open-minded, fully aware that I have a huge chance of losing against either James or Joe. I'm not great by any means, I know that and it's something that I have no problem admitting to the wrestling world or my fellow wrestlers. I'm still young and I'm still a rookie at this sport, I have to be patient and have confidence in learning the ropes. I don't intend to give up on things quickly after I fail the first time. If I do horrible once, I'll try to make sure I do better the second time. I learned that to be in the wrestling world, you have to accept your mistakes and even correct them at a later date. You can be number one at everything, so if I lose on Conflict, so what? I'll shrug it off, I think of what I did wrong and if there is a next time - which I'm hoping there will be - I'll try to avoid the thing that I did wrong. James and Joe will be my two biggest challenges yet in Fans Wrestling Alliance and in wrestling. They know I'm new at this game and they know I'm not experienced like them, either. But they were in my shoes before and they felt how uncomfortable they were at the start. But if I keep focused and stay determined, I should have no problem with future challenges. Both of them had heart and soul from the beginning, so that explains why they are as successful as they are today. I have nothing but the utmost respect for those two, even if they had troubles with my mentor and friend in the past. Davidson and I are two different people, I'm not going to be ridiculous and act or even follow in his footsteps - I'm better than that and my father would rather me be my own person. Terry managed the Feature Presentation, had some problems with him, too. The only time that I'll ever associate with the guy is to wrestle him in the ring. But that doesn't seem too likely anymore as the days pass by... considering his personal troubles and everything."
Pausing, he looks off to his right where there is an object as his main focus. The camera pans out a bit, revealing that he's not just standing in a large field - but a large graveyard. A headstone that his eyes are locked on has the design of a four-leaf clover engraved into it. Four-leaf clovers are often the symbol of luck in popular culture.
"I've never held a major wrestling championship in my career, so I'm a little green when it comes to this wrestling federation. I never had the proper training in smaller independent federations with the exception of Michigan State Wrestling. But the last time I actually wrestled there was in the summer, so a six month gap of stepping into the wrestling ring is quite awhile. The rust has been shaken off, though, and I feel better each and every time I have a match. I'm getting the experience now, though, but is it exactly enough? Is it what I need to overcome the odds and get the contendership that I want? I'm a little inexperienced, I'm the underdog in this match - but I don't want to turn my career into a story that turns out like Rocky, nor do I want my career based around luck. I don't believe in it, nor should anybody else. It's just an excuse that makes wrestlers unable to admit they messed up out there in front of thousands, so they pin luck on the victor. Luck is dead, I slit its throat and watched die before me in a pool of its own blood. It can't help me, I'm my own person - everything that I do out in that ring is all because of my talent and my wrestling skills, even if I have a little amount of it compared to the both of you. Without doubt, I started off wrestling with a silver-spoon in my mouth. I had the privileges of growing up in a family of wrestling. We weren't exactly like the Harts, there were only three of us who did anything in professional wrestling. My father, owner of vXw. My brother, my former tag team partner. Myself, my own man. Now forced to go singles in this industry, I now have more time to focus and go further than I have ever gone before. I think it's safe to say that you won't see M00P and their antics back. They're deeper down into the ground than luck."
Grinning, he looks at the turned-up soil of the ground before the headstone. This grave is new and recent, probably dug by Jesse for his own purpose. The dark brown soil hardens and dampens with every gust of wind and with every flake of snow. Jesse kicks a clod of dirt, spreading it out on the grass.
"Joe says that if I can beat him this week on Conflict, than I'm more than ready and able to beat William Rodney Mercy at the pay per view. Normally I would listen and believe the words to come out of a respectable athlete's mouth like Supes, but I can't really help by disagree with him on that. Joe is one of the best wrestlers here in FWA, that's for damn sure, but beating him doesn't exactly make me qualified to defeat anybody on the roster, most of all William. I've still got a long way to go before I'm ready to step up to guys like him without a little bit of intimidation inside of myself. For two months steady and straight, I've been on the Conflict cards and impressing the backstage staff to get this confidence put into me by them. They might believe that I'm the next breakout star, maybe even become a homegrown talent that could define Fans Wrestling Alliance in time. I don't know what they think or what they believe, but if I'm getting rewards and opportunities like this, then I must be doing something right. All that I really do is try my best and it seems to be working. I don't give a half-assed performance, nor do I joke like I used to. I used to be the Man Who Wore Perfume just a month or so ago - how quickly that became a fad, huh? Goes to show that things don't last forever, and that gets me thinking - is my sudden success only temporary? Could I crash and burn at Conflict and fail? It may be the end of all that is turning out good, or it may be the step that will get me so much closer to the top of the staircase. I'm keen on finding out, but before finding out the answers, there are some things that I need to do instead of find the answers - piss on luck's grave."
Standing over the dirt, he turns his back to the camera and looks down. Fade.