4Q Gym. Class is in session and James is putting the youngsters through training drills. Ronnie, fresh off the plane from appearances in Washington DC for the numerous Veterans Day celebrations promoting the upcoming HWA Havoc, walks in and nods at James as he heads up to his office. As Ronnie walks in, sitting on his desk is the fixed and updated HWA World Heavyweight Championship belt.
Ronnie takes a look at it, nods in approval, and places it in the accompanying bag, then places it in his suitcase along with his wrestling gear. Ronnie sees that James cued up a promo for him, so he sits down and listens to it. After listening, he laughs a little, then settles back into his chair.
Seriously Romano...you need a better grade of weed or drank or whatever it is that you take to hype yourself up to actually believe that I...Ronnie McNeil...the champ...was being silent for the likes of you. Really? C'mon man...you're nobody to be running or hiding from. I just touched down from visiting veterans that fought for our freedom, people that have actually killed men with not only weapons, but also their bare hands. People like them were I were to run up on them in a dark alley or in a fight would scare me a bit. You on the other hand...couldn't scare a baby.
You honestly don't deserve a match of any kind against me. You had your chance to face me when I was on my way up to this title, and you failed. Dead center of the ring. I made you tap like a b*tch. What makes you think you're better now than you were just a few months ago? Let's be real Romano, if Senester wasn't so hard up for trying to put this belt around his boy Talon, you wouldn't even have this match. You'd be in your proper place, begging for scraps at the kiddie table, beating up on scrubs at the top of the show. I've beaten a von Richtoven...have you? I've held every title in this company for at least 6 months, what have you done other than losing the belt in you first defense? You can't even get over the All-Star hump, and you think you can beat me? B*tch please.
Romano, I am the best damn wrestler in the world today. That's a fact. I proved it on my march to the title. I proved it in all three matches against Hans, and hell, the first match where I lost was better than the two where I won. I proved it in that cockamamie match with Hans and Talon, where they had stacked the odds against the champ, and yet I still stand here, gold in my hands. I held the All-Star title...the title that you are now chasing....for the better part of a year, having defended it against all comers. I've held gold for all but three months in 2011. What have you done this year Romano?
NOTHING
...and that is what you are to me. Nothing. Just another man put in front of me by Senester in his hopes of trying to put my gold around his Talon's waist. Just another man who's destiny is to be staring up at my Flashing Lights as I pin you for the 1.........2.........3.
-verbal slaughter completed-
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