HWA Message Board: Never Too Late

"Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings." (Psalms 140:4)

(Senester): It’s never too late is Eddie? Or is the phrase…”better late than never?” I’ve been listening to your old friend Talon, who after months of bathing in his sea of shame suddenly expresses concern for your well being. Perhaps Talon should have retired from wrestling after all…he seems rather adept at standup comedy. The last real embrace the late Ms. Divine felt was his. Talon’s hands, and Talon’s lips…and he’s in wonder of what is wrong with you, he says you’ve been talking to yourself. Isn’t what he’s done enough to change the perception of any man. Talon is the reason Hennessey is dead. If he hadn’t seduced her, she would have never fled back to Japan…even I was unable to truly bring her back to you. Now we have a man whose neglected his profession for months…now wanting “his” World Title back. He thinks he deserves it. He thinks he’s owed it. He actually thinks that the stipulations he injected during his reign and sting in the Circle of Champions hold, but I’m afraid not. His proposal of facing you at Blood, Sweat and Tears is laughable. I’m afraid poor Talon has neglected the duties of his contract, thus nullifying clauses that may have indeed granted him certain things. Talon is where he belongs Eddie…beneath you and at the bottom of the barrel. However, this isn’t about my former would be love, and your former friend and his efforts to clean the dirty sheets of the bed he’s made for himself…this is about Havoc and our first one-on-one encounter.

People are telling you that you’re crazy for choosing me as your opponent. You’re “friends” are all talking behind your back, and despite varying opinions on the situation at hand, they all agree that something is amiss in your mind. They may question your stability and your decisions, when they should be respecting you, but I applaud you; you are after all the reigning World Heavyweight Champion. It is you who sets the standard for those beneath you. In fact I’m counting on it. You are a The Dark Sheppard, Eddie…lead them to me. They will all follow you. They will walk with you into the fire. They will take the plunge into the abyss with you. The line has indeed been drawn Eddie, and when you cross it at Havoc, others will soon be behind you…led them to their slaughter. Our special guest referee is Ms. Vanessa Lang. I’m afraid she thinks that she is getting out of this match by “quitting.” I understand her apprehension, but it should not blind her to the fact that she is under contract and essentially…has few choices in the matter. It would be rather unfortunate to have to initiate a response should she elect not to do her job.

That being said I welcome the challenge Eddie. You have a big heart, and the blood that flows through it can be white hot should you bring it past it’s boiling point. At Havoc you will shut out the noise Eddie. The sounds of the crowd and those who choose to cheer or boo you or and I…you will close your mind to the flashbacks of Hennessey, of all your good times with the boys in New York…and you will meet me in the center of the ring. Houdini I am not Eddie…there are no tricks up my sleeve. I have nothing to hide from you Eddie…I will face you simply as I am…as I have always been. Neither of us are undefeatable in a match, we’ve each had our shares of losses. Havoc will simply tell us on this night, who was the better of us. Will I walk away with the gold, or will you retain it. It’s just that simple. As far as the things and the ones you shall silence…allow me to make a humble suggestion…silence them for good Eddie. Be a glutton no more, for their envious punishments.