HWA Message Board: The Crux Of The Matter

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(Mike Anderson): Moving onto this upcoming Havoc, but keeping with Eddie; how are you feeling about taking him on Heinrich?

(Heinrich): Pretty good about it if I’m honest Mike. I was saying to my brother the other day that he’s got far bigger things to worry about than me; probably doesn’t even rate me as a threat in fact, so I’m more than confident I’ll be able to get the drop on him if I pick my moment correctly.

(Mike Anderson): He’s certainly one of your biggest opponents thus far into your HWA career; the only other one to stand out of course, would be Butch Parker. Given that until Jason ‘interfered’, you were in danger of being pinned, are you putting your hopes on that Eddie is distracted by what’s been going on recently because you’d be unable to take him on otherwise?

(Heinrich): I’d like to think that I’d never need a man to be so distracted by outside situations in order for me to pin him, but if the option presents itself, why quibble? You know what I’m saying? There’s similarities between Butch and Eddie, but differences too. First off, a significant weight advantage for Butch, which I was struggling to overcome, but in the case of Eddie, I’ll be playing to my strengths as that’s reversed by quite a margin.

He leans back into his chair, folding his arms across his waist.

(Heinrich): That said, I guess it plays into his hands too, he being the one who goes for the high flying moves and what not that needs an opponent to react a lot slower than him. But, they also require concentration and focus to pull off, which is in short supply these days. Now he can drown his sorrow in whatever bar he likes, or have AC sit him down and whisper as many pep talks as he wants into his ear, but that man’s mind is elsewhere. I didn’t wrestle last Havoc, so my body’s fully recharged, and I’m itching to go, but I’d also like to think that I’ve improved somewhat since I beat Butch anyway. So, in answer, no, I feel that I'd be able to take him anyway.

(Mike Anderson): What about you Hans? Think your brother can do it?

(Hans): *Confidently* Oh yeah.

(Mike Anderson): And what about your own match with Curt Evers?

Hans pauses for effect, with a slight shrug of the shoulders.

(Hans): Ah, well I'm not too sure about this one to be honest Mike. I mean, Curt hit the nail on the head there with what he said… I'm just a 'mid-carder' afterall. What hope do I have against a perpetually angry jobber who not only lucked into getting his hands on the Spotlight title, but who's more well known for pissing his pants in-between bouts of terrorism and steering his Iranian friend clear of fat women than anything else?

Mike can't help but smile, taken aback by Hans' response to his question. He stumbles his words in response.

(Mike Anderson): So… um… well I guess you're not expecting to win then?

(Hans): *Deadpan* Mike, I'm going to save myself the humiliation, and just lie down in the ring straight away… or possibly disqualify myself by leaving the ring altogether…

Again, he shrugs.

(Hans): I've not made up my mind yet.

Beside him, Heinrich's head drops, as it shakes from side to side, a low chuckle coming from him.

(Mike Anderson): Really?

(Hans): Pfft, of course not!

He laughs, rolling his eyes in amusement.

(Hans): He’s the one that wanted a fight with me, and well, he’s going to regret that choice for a long time to come after I’m done. Amongst that long and very boring monologue of his that I forced myself to watch, he did have some very good points. Namely, ‘I don’t expect to win this’, ‘I don’t think, I know I can’t stand against you’ and of course, ‘You’re far more experienced inside the ring than I am’. All correct; I am far and away the better wrestler than Curt.

Heinrich smirks, as he leans forward once more.

(Heinrich): It would normally be at this point I’d rib my brother about his modesty, but in this case, it’s true…

He leans back, the smirk still evident.

(Mike Anderson): Ever’s certainly has a lot to say in his promo. Anything else stand out for you Hans?

(Hans): Yeah, his little quip about his sportsmanship. He’s either got his tongue firmly set into his cheek with that one, given how he ‘won’ the Spotlight title, or he’s deluded enough to actually think that he can count himself amongst the few, true sportsmen of this federation.

He adjusts his seating position, crossing his right leg over his left.

(Mike Anderson): Yes, I can certainly see a lot of people having some ire at that particular remark…

He shuffles his notes once more.

(Mike Anderson): Now he also mentioned about beating you senseless after the match, and given TNT’s history, that’s not a threat to be taken lightly. What do you have to say about that?

(Hans): I’d say that such a thing is pretty dependant on how easy I go on Ever’s during the match, as he certainly won’t be beating me senseless if he’s passed out from the pain of a ‘Walls of Berlin’, for example.

(Mike Anderson): And what of you Heinrich? Are you concerned for your brother’s safety?

(Heinrich): Not overly so. It’s the HWA, we know the risks, but somehow I don’t think the little attack dog will be doing much harm to my brother. His master still seems to have a thing for him afterall…

(Mike Anderson): And what of your own safety? Ever’s has said of his desire for Senester to ‘remove you’?

(Heinrich): Wishful thinking, nothing more. We’re HWA employee’s, not men on a hit-list. There have been dozens of men and women who have stood up to Senester over the last several years, and did they get ‘taken out’ or ‘removed’? No. It’s just little Curt wanting to appear threatening, and it might work, if it wasn’t for that Canadian drawl that spoils everything. I look at him when he’s spouting off with Shakir about Allah, and all I can think off is maple syrup, not about how I’m an infidel yadda yadda yadda…

He tails off laughing.

(Mike Anderson): Ever’s as a parting shot, declared you an outcast Hans. Do you have anything to say about that?

(Hans): Not really? I mean, I’m sitting here just now with my brother at my side, back home is my beautiful girlfriend, I can take out my phone and call nearly anyone on it and they’d happily stop what they’re doing to speak to me. I’m booked for an upcoming match that could see me become the top dog in the HWA and you can open any wrestling magazine and I’m sure you’ll find my name somewhere in it… so… if that’s his definition of being an outcast, then fair enough. I’m not the one standing where he is going on and on about Senester, and trying to justify why he runs under his banner.

He uncrosses his legs.

(Hans): One thing he did say though, was Senester knew my weaknesses, knew my boundaries and knew that I would leave him. I’d argue that that makes me far more appealing to Senester than somehow who blindly follows orders and doesn’t question. I’d argue that that makes me better than someone who doesn’t want to be their own man, and would rather settle for being associated with one. I’d argue that I’m better for creating my own fame and glory, rather than riding the coat tails off someone else’s in the hope for a scrap of it to be thrown my way.

He leans back, satisfied with what he’s said.

Mike turns to face the camera.

(Mike Anderson): Well, that’s all we’ve got time for though folks. A big thank you once again to Hans and Heinrich von Richtoven for joining me this evening. Join us next week for another edition of the HWA Roundup, while those of you who can’t wait that long, can log onto HWA.com and follow the links where we’ll have some exclusive footage from the interview we’ve just had, that couldn’t be fitted in. I’m Mike Anderson, thank you, and good night.

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