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Airplanes in the Nights Sky
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Topic Started: Jun 21 2011, 10:55 PM (192 Views)
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Brad Valley
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Jun 21 2011, 10:55 PM
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Airplanes in the Nights Sky The London Brawl had not gone as expected. I had already vented my frustration via a post match interview where I proclaimed my disgust for the way management had buried me. To make matters worse those idiotic European fans booed me. I as a genius and my knowledge should be rewarded and cheered. Yet, those pathetic fans could not see my brilliance. That was why I was pleased to be flying back to the states. The good old United States of America, how I loved thee. Unfortunately I was flying into Atlanta, GA, the inbred state. I just couldn’t seem to buy my self a win in any fashion. Luckily for me, while the other stars were sleeping in coach, I upgraded my seat to first class. It took some flirtation and a few not so enjoyable minutes with an ugly fly attendant, but I was lounging in first class while the others were crammed in coach. I took this time by my self to really focus in on the reality of what I stated in my post match interview. It was in the heat of the moment and I was passionate about what I said, but now that I looked back on it, it wasn’t my smartest decision. I had run my mouth and wrote a check that I desperately needed to cash. I told the world that if I didn’t win my upcoming match vs. Anders, that I would demote my self to the GSWA. Now I could have backed out of my promise, but Travis had to stick his nose into my business and show the world why NEW needed a union. Travis made the stipulation official which left me in a bind. This had become a must win situation for me and in the process I was going to take out my anger upon Anders. “Timing, timing, timing. It’s all about timing. My heated comments were made all in bad timing. I am a Harvard law student. I am a brilliant scholar. I am a world class athlete. My life should be perfect. I should live a luxurious life. Instead I am being fed to bottom feeders as a jobber in NEW. This isn’t the life for a star. This isn’t even the life for a mid carder. Since arriving here I have been treated with a chip on my shoulder. I have been humiliated and forced to lay down for the “greater good.” No more! This all stops this week. Andres is my opponent and by God I am going to leave him sprawled out on the mat. I am going to punish him and show Travis that there is nothing he can throw at me to stop my reign. It may have taken a little longer then planned to accomplish stardom in NEW, but I will get there. Once I beat Anders I will get my well deserved push. NEW management will not be able to silence me any longer. Travis will not be able to punish me for wanting a better life for NEW stars. No one will be able to stop me. I am brilliant and every one else is not. That is a fact.” I recline my seat and lay back looking through the window at the nights sky. “Out there is emptiness. That has been my career in NEW as to date. It has been full of empty promises and failures. None of those were my fault if I may add. It had been the referees, or Travis Blaine, or the fans that have ruined my chances thus far. I have yet to record a single victory. I have yet to live up to my hype. That all changes this week. I may not know a lot about Anders other then he is an overgrown ogre. It doesn’t matter at the end of the day. I will be victories. My career will start to take focus and the emptiness will be lifted.” My eyes begin to close as I start to drift off. “Like the nights sky stars do tend to fill the darkness. My career will be filled with brightness starting Friday. I would beat Anders and not be sent to GSWA. It was my destiny for I was brilliant.” Things could only get better from here. I was heading back to America with my confidence streaking. NEW Friday Night awaited and Anders was my first target.
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