Post by pugh10 on Sept 25, 2019 23:27:44 GMT -6
Pugh: Why is it so damn cold here?
Man: Because its Alaska?
Pugh: Wise ass
Man: So just the one room then?
Pugh: Yeah just the one room...its all they will pay for since old Britches here isn't a member of the roster.
Man: Is this your first time here in Alaska?
Pugh: Shit no, I wish it was, but thanks to this fucking show I have been here before.
Man: Have you ever went ice fishing? We have some awesome frozen ponds that are great for fishing or a good game of hockey.
Pugh: Look at me and listen very carefully kid......FUCK YOUR DAMN FROZEN PONDS!!!! Last time I almost fucking drowned and that shit aint happening again!
Man: How did you almost drown?
Pugh: We had a damn wrestling match on a fucking frozen pond and that shit was the worst idea in the history of ideas!
Man: Yeah that sounds pretty stupid
Pugh: You got my damn room key yet boy?
Man: Yeah here you are sir, you are all set
Pugh: About fucking time, come on Britches lets go
I grab the bags and he follows me out the door and over to our room. Thankfully we are on the bottom floor cause fuck walking up stairs, aint nobody got time for that shit. We slowly make our way into the room and I toss the bags over on the bed. Britches quickly turns on the tv and starts to flip around and I decide to go into the bathroom and attempt to clear my head. I stare into the mirror and simply shake my head at what is looking back at me. My phone goes off and as I dig into my pocket to see who it is, I decide to fire up a smoke. I lean back against the wall and inhale deeply as I take look at my phone.
Pugh: Well why in the fuck would I want to do that?
The message was from someone in the offices and they think it would be a great idea to get me of all people to write up something for the NEW web site. I thought they had people who did this kind of shit for you and just put your name on it? I don't even own a damn laptop anymore damn it.
Britches: Mr. Ryan Mr. Ryan Mr. Ryan
Pugh: What is it Britches?
Britches: Pokemon is on the tv
Pugh: Yeah that's great kid....do me a favor and stay put here and watch while I run out and take care of shit.
Britches: Will you bring me some bacon back?
Pugh: Jesus...do you eat anything but bacon? Yeah I will bring you some bacon back, just stay here and don't open the door for anyone alright?
Britches: Okie dokie Mr. Ryan
I tossed what was left of the cigarette into the toilet and made my way back out into the cold. I walked back into the office and took a look around. They had a little area in the corner that had two old looking computers hooked up back to back.
Pugh: Hey kid...that shit over there hooked up to the Internet?
Man: Nah, they are just there for show
Pugh: Fucking seriously?
Man: Of course they hooked up to the Internet, what the hell kind of question is that?
Pugh: Here's a question for you, why the hell does everyone in your generation think they need to make some smart ass remark to everything? News flash kid...no one fucking cares what the hell you think and you are not funny!
Man: Sure thing gramps
Pugh: Keep on and I'm gonna rip your damn arms off and beat you to death with em!
Man: Did someone forget to take their metamucial today?
Pugh: I hope you choke on your own spit kid....now shut the fuck up...I got shit to get done.
I stumble over and belly up to the computer and hit a few buttons to get to my emails. I pull up the one from the offices of NEW and click reply to bring up the screen. I place my fingers on the key board and take a deep breath as I close my eyes. I exhale and open my eyes as I begin to type.
"The sun rushes hot on my face as the cold air brushes across my cheeks, its a strange feeling of being both cold and hot at the same time and your body not having a clue what the hell to do about it. The temperature continues to drop but the sun beating down as if it was sitting on my shoulder leaves me more and more confused. My body is as conflicted as my mind but for far different reasons.
It was only a few weeks ago that I was living in a basement and surviving on anger and left over beer and now here I am right back in the spotlight as if it were a decade ago. When I sat down a formulated the idea of stepping back into a ring again, stepping back into New Edge again, part of me couldn't wait to get back to work doing what I do best under the banner that embraced me like none have ever embraced me before....but then there was that other part that screamed loudly on how I couldn't cut it anymore and it wasn't my place any longer.
Everyone has that voice and for some people it is louder then others, for me it was not only my loudest voice but it is so loud that when it speaks I cant hear anything else. It is the voice that has told me my entire life that I have never and will never be good enough. Not a good enough husband....check! Not a good enough father.....check! Not a good enough man....check! Not a good enough wrestler......FUCK YOU!
Wrestling is the only thing I have ever really been good at in this forsaken shit show of a life of mine and you want to take that away from me then you might as well just take my last breath. They might be younger, they might be stronger and hell they are almost assuredly smarter these days but not a single one of them wants as much. This business and this company doesn't mean as much to a single one of them as it does to me and that my friends is the difference. I fight not because I choose to....I fight simply because I don't have any other choice. This is what I was meant to do and this is what I must do until I simply cant any longer...and that day....IS NOT TODAY!!!!
Again they all overlooked me and again I showed them exactly what and who I am when I outlasted all but one other man in the rumble. The only reason I cam up short was because Johnny decided to stick his nose where it didn't belong.....AGAIN! And I don't know who this Brandon Moore ass bag is but if he knew what was best for him he wouldn't get involved with the business between Johnny and myself. But congrats to Nomad for the victory and I am sure I will see him again before its all said and done. They say everything happens for a reason and thanks to Johnny and his new stooge it looks like I have a shot at the very title and division that was built on my back.
If Shane Sparx keeps the title at Cold Front then that means I get to go one on one with him again and what will surely be another classic. Shane and I have had our issues in the past and we have fought the same fight side by side before and if nothing else I do have a lot of respect for Shane and what he brings to this company. If Brandon Moore finds a way to rip that title away from Shane, well that just means I have the opportunity to take yet another shot at Johnny and his band of stooges. Either way is a win win for me and a win win for all the fans of New Edge, but I will be keeping a very close eye on that match come Cold Front.
But all of that needs to wait because before I can move on and focus on the Xcore title and either of those gentleman, I need to dispose of some trash. Tommy Kain and I once stood side by side in defiance of Johnny and his ideas but it was me who turned my back on him and the rest of the Misfits and it was for very good reason. They were not strong enough to go toe to toe with a man who had the conviction and backing that Johnny had and it was a fight that we simply could not win. I needed an opportunity to buy some time and pick my spot to win that war and that is exactly what I did. Yeah the Misfits were a casualty of that decision and that war but, well, shit happens when you dance with the devil in the pale moon light.
Tommy has never been strong enough and still isn't today, that is why he is standing up and fighting Johnny's battle for him and just like every other time in his life, that is why he is going to lose. He claims to have a code and claims to have this business running through his veins but if you fall in line behind that arrogant cock bag then you are nothing more then a hypocrite and poser. If you fight with him then you are nothing more then a lost soul who needs to be set free and sent home and that is exactly what I plan to do to you come Cold Front.
Everyone always seems to think they know best and people should just go along with whatever they have to say and whatever their vision happens to be and no one should ever question them. That is a very dangerous way of thinking and it never ends well for anyone involved. If people don't stand up and question and have their own opinions, well, that's when Adolf Hitler happens and I think we all know how that turned out. NEW has always had its own version of this and while Johnny Stylez means well most of the time, he has a habit of falling into that mindset that he knows best and you should just not question it. That is normally where I come into the picture.
See it is true that he and I have been on the same side of the argument a few times and that is how something like The Business or The cRu came to happen but the problem comes when he stops thinking about what is best and instead focuses on what is best for him. He often believes those two things are the same thing but truth be told they are almost never aligned. So when Johnny veers off path, well that is when I have to slap him back to reality. The rebirth and return of New Edge was sure to bring him back out of the wood works and it was sure to re spark his desire to do "What's right for the company" and if didn't drag my old ass back out here, who was going to stand in his way this time?
Truth be told, I have fought too damn hard for too damn long to just let him get away with it and have his way. So despite that voice telling me that I was too old, too fat and too slow to be the force that stood in his way, here I am, and if he wants his final solution it will have to be over my dead fucking body! What people have never seemed to understand about dealing with Johnny though is that the way to take him down has never been to go right at him. See he is way too much of a coward for that to work. Johnny has always and will always surround himself with weaker people to be a shield from whoever stands in his way. So you have to take down that defense one at a time until he has no one else to hide behind and that is when you fire the shot right at his smug fucking face. That process starts here and now with Tommy and as much as I like Tommy, he needs to be put down, and who better then the one and only Insane Icon.
I have always seen a lot of potential in Tommy Kain but the one thing that was very clear from the very first time I saw him was simply that he was a follower and not a leader. He was very easy to manipulate and to mold into what you needed him to be, all you needed was a sharp tongue and a cause and there he was ready to go to war. Problem is that he doesn't see the bigger picture, he simply sees what is right in front of his face. Johnny knows I like Tommy and that I don't want to destroy him and that is why he put him in front of me to keep me from getting to him. However what he doesn't realize is that I am far from the man he once knew and while there was a time I would hold back in a situation like this and try my best to get my point across without hurting Tommy....that time is long since gone and buried...and the man that will be standing across from Tommy Kain come Cold Front will not hesitate to end his career if that is what I have to do.
You know my name and now you know my reason. Will you stand up and fight? Or will you stand by and watch from the sidelines? Life sucks and war is even worse but here we are and here we stand. I don't have a choice but you do....choose wisely because if you are with HIM then I will come for you too.
A demon lives in me these days....and that demon requires sacrifice and it requires blood and I fully plan to use Tommy Kain for both come Cold Front!!!!"
I take a step back from the computer with fire and desire in my eyes. I hit the send button and walk away and back outside into the cold. I strike up a smoke and take in my surroundings for a moment. If Sarah could see me now she would be so disappointed, but she cant, and Johnny needs to pay for that. The man I used to be died long ago and its time to properly introduce everyone to what has been left in its place. Cold Front is the first chapter of a book that must be written in blood.....and this one is going right to the top of the charts. Tommy I hope you are ready for what you have gotten yourself into because there is no turning back now.
Pugh: This one is for you Sarah..........
Man: Because its Alaska?
Pugh: Wise ass
Man: So just the one room then?
Pugh: Yeah just the one room...its all they will pay for since old Britches here isn't a member of the roster.
Man: Is this your first time here in Alaska?
Pugh: Shit no, I wish it was, but thanks to this fucking show I have been here before.
Man: Have you ever went ice fishing? We have some awesome frozen ponds that are great for fishing or a good game of hockey.
Pugh: Look at me and listen very carefully kid......FUCK YOUR DAMN FROZEN PONDS!!!! Last time I almost fucking drowned and that shit aint happening again!
Man: How did you almost drown?
Pugh: We had a damn wrestling match on a fucking frozen pond and that shit was the worst idea in the history of ideas!
Man: Yeah that sounds pretty stupid
Pugh: You got my damn room key yet boy?
Man: Yeah here you are sir, you are all set
Pugh: About fucking time, come on Britches lets go
I grab the bags and he follows me out the door and over to our room. Thankfully we are on the bottom floor cause fuck walking up stairs, aint nobody got time for that shit. We slowly make our way into the room and I toss the bags over on the bed. Britches quickly turns on the tv and starts to flip around and I decide to go into the bathroom and attempt to clear my head. I stare into the mirror and simply shake my head at what is looking back at me. My phone goes off and as I dig into my pocket to see who it is, I decide to fire up a smoke. I lean back against the wall and inhale deeply as I take look at my phone.
Pugh: Well why in the fuck would I want to do that?
The message was from someone in the offices and they think it would be a great idea to get me of all people to write up something for the NEW web site. I thought they had people who did this kind of shit for you and just put your name on it? I don't even own a damn laptop anymore damn it.
Britches: Mr. Ryan Mr. Ryan Mr. Ryan
Pugh: What is it Britches?
Britches: Pokemon is on the tv
Pugh: Yeah that's great kid....do me a favor and stay put here and watch while I run out and take care of shit.
Britches: Will you bring me some bacon back?
Pugh: Jesus...do you eat anything but bacon? Yeah I will bring you some bacon back, just stay here and don't open the door for anyone alright?
Britches: Okie dokie Mr. Ryan
I tossed what was left of the cigarette into the toilet and made my way back out into the cold. I walked back into the office and took a look around. They had a little area in the corner that had two old looking computers hooked up back to back.
Pugh: Hey kid...that shit over there hooked up to the Internet?
Man: Nah, they are just there for show
Pugh: Fucking seriously?
Man: Of course they hooked up to the Internet, what the hell kind of question is that?
Pugh: Here's a question for you, why the hell does everyone in your generation think they need to make some smart ass remark to everything? News flash kid...no one fucking cares what the hell you think and you are not funny!
Man: Sure thing gramps
Pugh: Keep on and I'm gonna rip your damn arms off and beat you to death with em!
Man: Did someone forget to take their metamucial today?
Pugh: I hope you choke on your own spit kid....now shut the fuck up...I got shit to get done.
I stumble over and belly up to the computer and hit a few buttons to get to my emails. I pull up the one from the offices of NEW and click reply to bring up the screen. I place my fingers on the key board and take a deep breath as I close my eyes. I exhale and open my eyes as I begin to type.
"The sun rushes hot on my face as the cold air brushes across my cheeks, its a strange feeling of being both cold and hot at the same time and your body not having a clue what the hell to do about it. The temperature continues to drop but the sun beating down as if it was sitting on my shoulder leaves me more and more confused. My body is as conflicted as my mind but for far different reasons.
It was only a few weeks ago that I was living in a basement and surviving on anger and left over beer and now here I am right back in the spotlight as if it were a decade ago. When I sat down a formulated the idea of stepping back into a ring again, stepping back into New Edge again, part of me couldn't wait to get back to work doing what I do best under the banner that embraced me like none have ever embraced me before....but then there was that other part that screamed loudly on how I couldn't cut it anymore and it wasn't my place any longer.
Everyone has that voice and for some people it is louder then others, for me it was not only my loudest voice but it is so loud that when it speaks I cant hear anything else. It is the voice that has told me my entire life that I have never and will never be good enough. Not a good enough husband....check! Not a good enough father.....check! Not a good enough man....check! Not a good enough wrestler......FUCK YOU!
Wrestling is the only thing I have ever really been good at in this forsaken shit show of a life of mine and you want to take that away from me then you might as well just take my last breath. They might be younger, they might be stronger and hell they are almost assuredly smarter these days but not a single one of them wants as much. This business and this company doesn't mean as much to a single one of them as it does to me and that my friends is the difference. I fight not because I choose to....I fight simply because I don't have any other choice. This is what I was meant to do and this is what I must do until I simply cant any longer...and that day....IS NOT TODAY!!!!
Again they all overlooked me and again I showed them exactly what and who I am when I outlasted all but one other man in the rumble. The only reason I cam up short was because Johnny decided to stick his nose where it didn't belong.....AGAIN! And I don't know who this Brandon Moore ass bag is but if he knew what was best for him he wouldn't get involved with the business between Johnny and myself. But congrats to Nomad for the victory and I am sure I will see him again before its all said and done. They say everything happens for a reason and thanks to Johnny and his new stooge it looks like I have a shot at the very title and division that was built on my back.
If Shane Sparx keeps the title at Cold Front then that means I get to go one on one with him again and what will surely be another classic. Shane and I have had our issues in the past and we have fought the same fight side by side before and if nothing else I do have a lot of respect for Shane and what he brings to this company. If Brandon Moore finds a way to rip that title away from Shane, well that just means I have the opportunity to take yet another shot at Johnny and his band of stooges. Either way is a win win for me and a win win for all the fans of New Edge, but I will be keeping a very close eye on that match come Cold Front.
But all of that needs to wait because before I can move on and focus on the Xcore title and either of those gentleman, I need to dispose of some trash. Tommy Kain and I once stood side by side in defiance of Johnny and his ideas but it was me who turned my back on him and the rest of the Misfits and it was for very good reason. They were not strong enough to go toe to toe with a man who had the conviction and backing that Johnny had and it was a fight that we simply could not win. I needed an opportunity to buy some time and pick my spot to win that war and that is exactly what I did. Yeah the Misfits were a casualty of that decision and that war but, well, shit happens when you dance with the devil in the pale moon light.
Tommy has never been strong enough and still isn't today, that is why he is standing up and fighting Johnny's battle for him and just like every other time in his life, that is why he is going to lose. He claims to have a code and claims to have this business running through his veins but if you fall in line behind that arrogant cock bag then you are nothing more then a hypocrite and poser. If you fight with him then you are nothing more then a lost soul who needs to be set free and sent home and that is exactly what I plan to do to you come Cold Front.
Everyone always seems to think they know best and people should just go along with whatever they have to say and whatever their vision happens to be and no one should ever question them. That is a very dangerous way of thinking and it never ends well for anyone involved. If people don't stand up and question and have their own opinions, well, that's when Adolf Hitler happens and I think we all know how that turned out. NEW has always had its own version of this and while Johnny Stylez means well most of the time, he has a habit of falling into that mindset that he knows best and you should just not question it. That is normally where I come into the picture.
See it is true that he and I have been on the same side of the argument a few times and that is how something like The Business or The cRu came to happen but the problem comes when he stops thinking about what is best and instead focuses on what is best for him. He often believes those two things are the same thing but truth be told they are almost never aligned. So when Johnny veers off path, well that is when I have to slap him back to reality. The rebirth and return of New Edge was sure to bring him back out of the wood works and it was sure to re spark his desire to do "What's right for the company" and if didn't drag my old ass back out here, who was going to stand in his way this time?
Truth be told, I have fought too damn hard for too damn long to just let him get away with it and have his way. So despite that voice telling me that I was too old, too fat and too slow to be the force that stood in his way, here I am, and if he wants his final solution it will have to be over my dead fucking body! What people have never seemed to understand about dealing with Johnny though is that the way to take him down has never been to go right at him. See he is way too much of a coward for that to work. Johnny has always and will always surround himself with weaker people to be a shield from whoever stands in his way. So you have to take down that defense one at a time until he has no one else to hide behind and that is when you fire the shot right at his smug fucking face. That process starts here and now with Tommy and as much as I like Tommy, he needs to be put down, and who better then the one and only Insane Icon.
I have always seen a lot of potential in Tommy Kain but the one thing that was very clear from the very first time I saw him was simply that he was a follower and not a leader. He was very easy to manipulate and to mold into what you needed him to be, all you needed was a sharp tongue and a cause and there he was ready to go to war. Problem is that he doesn't see the bigger picture, he simply sees what is right in front of his face. Johnny knows I like Tommy and that I don't want to destroy him and that is why he put him in front of me to keep me from getting to him. However what he doesn't realize is that I am far from the man he once knew and while there was a time I would hold back in a situation like this and try my best to get my point across without hurting Tommy....that time is long since gone and buried...and the man that will be standing across from Tommy Kain come Cold Front will not hesitate to end his career if that is what I have to do.
You know my name and now you know my reason. Will you stand up and fight? Or will you stand by and watch from the sidelines? Life sucks and war is even worse but here we are and here we stand. I don't have a choice but you do....choose wisely because if you are with HIM then I will come for you too.
A demon lives in me these days....and that demon requires sacrifice and it requires blood and I fully plan to use Tommy Kain for both come Cold Front!!!!"
I take a step back from the computer with fire and desire in my eyes. I hit the send button and walk away and back outside into the cold. I strike up a smoke and take in my surroundings for a moment. If Sarah could see me now she would be so disappointed, but she cant, and Johnny needs to pay for that. The man I used to be died long ago and its time to properly introduce everyone to what has been left in its place. Cold Front is the first chapter of a book that must be written in blood.....and this one is going right to the top of the charts. Tommy I hope you are ready for what you have gotten yourself into because there is no turning back now.
Pugh: This one is for you Sarah..........