Post by Noah Hanson on Jun 5, 2016 17:23:11 GMT -5
Well here we go Alice, here we go, this is what we have been waiting for, the fans, the staff, the internet nerds they have all been waiting for this match to happen and now we have the slow burn for the match to actually come together and the payoff is real simple. See the person that survives this Iron Man match wins the Legacy title, on one hand if you reclaim the Legacy title you stake your claim to possibly the greatest champion to have ever set foot in North Atlantic Wrestling. Now if you lose does that mean that we no longer dance? Kinda doubt it, I see this goin' on for quite a while and while this match is gonna be something, this match is really gonna heat up summer but this match is just the beginning, the match that will set the pace for everything that is gonna happen later. See you have already carved out a nice little legacy with your first title reign but a second one could down right make you a freakin' legend here in Scranton but you have one little thing to do and that is beat me and outlast me and walk away with the belt. Sounds simple doesn't it? You should have the youth and stamina to outlast me to be completely honest but do you have the skill to stop me from taking you a part during the match?
See at Meltdown I watched as my partners could not do what they were supposed to do and that was to end you before it got to me. They should have been able to take you down, the tag team champions against the valiant, pitbull like former Legacy champion but they couldn't stop you, you ran right through them. The camera should have cut a few seconds before I came into the ring because it would have showed just how disappointed I was in them. I wasn't pissed or anything like that but to be sure I was disappointed more then you could imagine. I had to sit there and watch as the two Jasons could not so a simple task and that has been their story since we started working together, they lost my debut, the cost me my winning streak and they nearly cost me my advantage in the title match but just like my gramma used to say “if ya want anything done right, do it yourself” and that has never been more truer a statement then when talking about anything the Jasons are involved in. I was disgusted by the way they failed, I wanted to walk away and kick a cat or maybe punch one of them in their mangina but I had to take care of the business side of the match and that meant I had to shut you down, I had to make sure that my first match, my first title defense was done on MY terms and nothing should have been able to change that. Having the Jasons involved made me happy for a while, they told me backstage that they had it all under control and that they could “Handle” you but they really never had a chance and that is sad considering how Price is a former Legacy champion himself. He should have used the match as a chance to show the staff that he deserves to be in the mix for the Legacy title but all he did was cement his legacy as a has been.
I want my partners to succeed but that match made me angry afterward, it made me want to just scream so badly but I had to keep everything under control and that is why you lost Alice. Knocking you out...never meant for that to happen, you never deserved to have your bell rung but that was part of the anger I was dealing with because of the dipshits. Chalk it up to emotions that were running hot at the moment and I apologize it won't happen again I can promise you that. This match is all about being in a marathon, this is about getting a good pace going and keeping it at the same pace for sixty minutes. Can you do that Alice? Can you just pace yourself? I have seen your training video, I have watched how you are getting winded at nearly the thirty minute mark and I have to wonder if you are doing it right, I wonder if you realize that the training you are doing is fine but you need to spread the energy out. See that is why I picked this match. I have been in them before and I know how to plan my match out, you won't see any moves that take a ton of energy, no risks, no dumb moves that cost me energy. I am going to do everything I can to make you expend as much energy as possible, I will lean on you during a chin lock, I will put you in a sleeper and then just drive you into the mat and make you wear my body like a two hundred and thirty pound suit, each breath you take will make your chest burn, your lungs will feel like they are on fire, you will start seeing white spots dart in front of your eyes. And then the fun will really begin because that is when I grind the gears on you, that is when I will release the hold and just drive an elbow into the small of your back, making it even harder for you to grab air.
I may go for a pin here and there but I want this to go as far as I can BEFORE I even want you to quit. I want you to know that this match is the worst possible scenario for you to be in. Your speed, agility, your high flying ability I plan to ground you into the mat. I won't make you bleed, no weapons for this match but I am going to torture you like no one has ever done in the past. I am going to have that clock in my site the whole time and then I am going to wait until the very end and that is when I am going to make you BEG me to end you. It will end ONE and ZERO for me and even though I will be a perfect gentleman throughout the match I am going to make you realize that you should have never come looking for this fight but I know that you wanted a chance to get your belt back but it is no longer yours to want back. See while you have been training for the match and I admire you for realizing that you didn't have the stamina to begin with you just can't make stamina appear after a few training sessions. See I know that it has been a while since the last Iron Man match I have been in but my match plan doesn't chance, never wavers if anything I have to be even more methodical and slow down things even more than I did in the previous matches.
While you have been training I have been setting up match after match, defending my Fight-One Outlaw title, going to Pollomania and getting in the ring with a gaggle of spot monkeys to try and get myself used to all the flying around that I am positive that you are going to try and push at me. I have been trying to get as many different styles thrown at me during a match so that I can find ways to counter as mush as I can. And like I have said from day one when I saw you I knew you were a great competitor and an incredible fighter and you have never disappointed me on any of those points and that is why beating you will be one of my crowning achievements. I could point out that you have not had much luck against me but there really are very few that have had any luck against me in NAW and to be honest you are no different. I still respect you, I admire the hell out of you for your tenacity and determination but that is only going to take you so far. No insults, no bullshit, no weapons, no dirty handed tactics but make no mistake I am still going to do what I have been doing since I walked through the doors and that is win.
I want the rest of the roster to pay real close attention because if they thought how I won the title in the Prison Yard match was something this match is where I make the rest of you question just how much you want to be in NAW. See after this match some of you might want to re-think where you think your position within NAW is and if you really want to come after me. I took the title in a match that Corey Bull made, he thought it made him the automatic favorite but he was never hungry for the belt. He thought that he had proven everything he could have proven here in NAW so the hunger was never there to begin with. I exploited that and I took the title from everyone that is supposed to be a serious threat in NAW. So now when I come out and I defeat the darling of NAW, when I end her mystique and take away the charm that has made everyone root for her then and only then will you see just how serious I am about this belt.
I want Rocky Hollywood, Havoc, The Jeckels I want them all to pay real close attention to what is in their future if they continue to look at the Legacy title and have designs on it. I want them to know full well what they are getting themselves into. I have beaten the so called Hatebringer in a match that was his baby and I will beat the darling of NAW in the nicest way possible. Hell I want everyone in every fed to see what I am doing I want as many people as possible to this. Alice talks about me being rigid, never really had anyone say I was rigid before what I am in reality is calculating, no wasted movements, no wasted energy. I make everything I do in the ring is useful and that I am always a move or two ahead, planning things out even in the ring. Some would call the way I work in the ring methodical and that would be the complete opposite of the way Alice usually works in the ring, she is a spider monkey in the ring. But that is why I won't be my usual self in this match, I have a playing card mapped out for just about every kind of style of wrestler that I could possibly meet....and I want you all to see what it looks like when a real ring technician can map out a strategy that can be applied to any situation and to any style of fighter. Preparation is the key Alice you have got that right, but you have been doing it all wrong you are not fighting someone that uses martial arts or does a ton of high flying moves or uses his power to overwhelm his opposition. I am a Jack-Of-All-Trades, a Swiss Fucking Army Knife of wrestling knowledge so go ahead and do all that training get some drunken karate or maybe some Hong Kong Phooey Kung Fu it really doesn't matter because I have it all mapped out, I have it all figured out just the meeting is where it will all play out.
Heatwave...yes the PPV will usher in summer in grand fashion, North Atlantic Wrestling is going to see the beginning of a new era of greatness. They have fallen in love with their little, spunky pitbull and now I they are going to loathe the man that is going to put the puppy down and get it neutered. The amusement with her is going to soon fade, not because I hate her but because I have grown quite fond of her tenacity and guile but that is also why I have to put her down, that is why I have to end this with her and to make her journey stopped cold.
But I fear that even if I retain she will only grow more determined and more agitated and will make her more dangerous and possibly even more dangerous. And that is why I can't have this go any further, I have to end it and I have to show her that going after this title any further is a dangerous play for both of us. But if she loses she won't quit, she won't step away I know she won't because I know I won't and that is why this is going to be a dangerous match for the both of us....neither of us are going to back up, stand down or walk away....it's not the way either of us are made. It makes for great matches between us but also could end with one or both of us getting seriously hurt...
...and in that scenario neither of us win and the fans lose as well...
...but it may be the only thing that can end it totally and completely...
[Mill City Warehouse, After Fight-One Contraband]
[Medics Room]
[Mood: Slightly Chipper]
[Time: It is dark that is really all I know]
[Now Playing on Spotify: 'Firestarter' by Prodigy]
I know that I have a huge title defense against Alice Harris and what have I been doin'? Putting myself out there and getting my ass into more chances to get injured and not even make it to the match with Alice, I guess you could say that I am not the type of person to go to the gym and hit the heavy bag for an hour. I like to be more “hands on” as far as my approach to match readiness. I sit there and wait will the medic sews up the gash on my shoulder, landing on the ladder during the match just showed how dangerous each and every match can be. Why am I continuing to do stuff like this, Cassandra says that I don't know how to walk away from it all and then when the time comes to actually walk away I won't know what to do with myself. Maybe she is right, maybe the only way I get out of the business is when I am carried out of the ring maybe for good, maybe I am just not smart enough in that respect to just know when my body can't take any more punishment and to just do myself and the people I care about a favor and just end it.
“How does that feel Noah?” the medic asked as he put a large bandage over the sewn up wound. I looked at it and then nodded at the medic.
“Can I go now?” I asked anxiously as I looked over the rest of the medical room.
The medic looked me over and shrugged his shoulders slightly. “I have heard stories about how you are a little on the impatient side when it comes to getting some medical treatment. I would think you might wanna take some time off to let the various wounds you have to heal but I have a feeling you can't or more precisely won't let that happen. So...yes you are free to leave.” He replied coldly and then handed me my shirt, I buttoned it up, my left shoulder throbbing from the pain. I poured myself off thee table and slowly made my way to my dressing room and opened the door slowly, not because I was worried about anything but simply because my body ached so much. Has it been smart to do all these rapid fire matches, Boardwalk, Fight-One, Pollomania and NAW? Hell if I know but my body is screaming at me for not taking some time off and to be honest I feel like the engine might overheat at any moment. I decide to sit in a chair for a few moments and try to collect my thoughts and see if the body feels any better after relaxing for a bit. My eyes feel so heavy and they slowly start to close....so tired...so tired...
“Noah?!” I hear a voice yelling at me, my eyes flutter, did I die? No but this screaming in my face was not doing me any favors. As I finally start to open my eyes I see a stage hand standing in front of me waving his hands like a fucking crazy person.
“What the hell do you want?” I bark at the kid.
“I was told not to let you screw around to long and to get you on a flight back to Scranton and well you have a flight scheduled for eleven.” he said as he showed me the paperwork and then sat it in my lap and then shook me by the shoulder....MY INJURED SHOULDER...that gets my attention and the pain forces my eyes to snap open and glare angrily at the young man. “Sorry...but Aidan got you a first class flight back to Scranton.”
“Touch my shoulder again and I will break whatever part of you touched it....whatever part...” I warned as I slowly got to my feet and started walking towards the bathroom as I reached down with one hand and started to untie my boots and kicking them off as I walked. “Did Cassandra already head there?”
“She said you told her to go ahead and you'd meet her on the plane.” the kid explained as he handed me a towel and I finished undressing and tossed the clothes to the ground. “Can you do me a solid and close the door behind you?”
He nodded and I heard the door close and I turned on the shower, the warming water felt amazing as I stood there my head under the pulsating streams of water. Was I doing the right thing? Could my body already be a point where I might not make it out of the ring alive? I really don't know and part of me doesn't even care. I just want to do what I love for as long as I love. Alice is doing this to make a name for herself, carve out her legacy in NAW. All I have been doing for the last eight months is try to fix a very bad career move but is it really worth it anymore? Is it really worth it? To put my body through this torture to simply try and wash away a failure that lasted for nearly a year? Is it really worth it, not sure why I keep asking myself that but I do until I finish the shower and towel off slower then usual and then I get dressed and I look at my bad and I see my small little brown bottle and I try not to stare at it to long but it beckons to me and I answer its call and reach down for it and open it 'Tramadol' it reads and I grab two out of the bottle and down the with some water.
I slowly make my way through the backstage I see some of the Fight-One stars a few give an approving no, I even see James Edwards but he never sees me and that really doesn't bother me. I get to the back and there is a limo waiting for me, the driver takes my things and puts them in the trunk and I struggle to get in the back. But I do and the driver starts to make his way to the airport...
“Is it really worth it?”
See at Meltdown I watched as my partners could not do what they were supposed to do and that was to end you before it got to me. They should have been able to take you down, the tag team champions against the valiant, pitbull like former Legacy champion but they couldn't stop you, you ran right through them. The camera should have cut a few seconds before I came into the ring because it would have showed just how disappointed I was in them. I wasn't pissed or anything like that but to be sure I was disappointed more then you could imagine. I had to sit there and watch as the two Jasons could not so a simple task and that has been their story since we started working together, they lost my debut, the cost me my winning streak and they nearly cost me my advantage in the title match but just like my gramma used to say “if ya want anything done right, do it yourself” and that has never been more truer a statement then when talking about anything the Jasons are involved in. I was disgusted by the way they failed, I wanted to walk away and kick a cat or maybe punch one of them in their mangina but I had to take care of the business side of the match and that meant I had to shut you down, I had to make sure that my first match, my first title defense was done on MY terms and nothing should have been able to change that. Having the Jasons involved made me happy for a while, they told me backstage that they had it all under control and that they could “Handle” you but they really never had a chance and that is sad considering how Price is a former Legacy champion himself. He should have used the match as a chance to show the staff that he deserves to be in the mix for the Legacy title but all he did was cement his legacy as a has been.
I want my partners to succeed but that match made me angry afterward, it made me want to just scream so badly but I had to keep everything under control and that is why you lost Alice. Knocking you out...never meant for that to happen, you never deserved to have your bell rung but that was part of the anger I was dealing with because of the dipshits. Chalk it up to emotions that were running hot at the moment and I apologize it won't happen again I can promise you that. This match is all about being in a marathon, this is about getting a good pace going and keeping it at the same pace for sixty minutes. Can you do that Alice? Can you just pace yourself? I have seen your training video, I have watched how you are getting winded at nearly the thirty minute mark and I have to wonder if you are doing it right, I wonder if you realize that the training you are doing is fine but you need to spread the energy out. See that is why I picked this match. I have been in them before and I know how to plan my match out, you won't see any moves that take a ton of energy, no risks, no dumb moves that cost me energy. I am going to do everything I can to make you expend as much energy as possible, I will lean on you during a chin lock, I will put you in a sleeper and then just drive you into the mat and make you wear my body like a two hundred and thirty pound suit, each breath you take will make your chest burn, your lungs will feel like they are on fire, you will start seeing white spots dart in front of your eyes. And then the fun will really begin because that is when I grind the gears on you, that is when I will release the hold and just drive an elbow into the small of your back, making it even harder for you to grab air.
I may go for a pin here and there but I want this to go as far as I can BEFORE I even want you to quit. I want you to know that this match is the worst possible scenario for you to be in. Your speed, agility, your high flying ability I plan to ground you into the mat. I won't make you bleed, no weapons for this match but I am going to torture you like no one has ever done in the past. I am going to have that clock in my site the whole time and then I am going to wait until the very end and that is when I am going to make you BEG me to end you. It will end ONE and ZERO for me and even though I will be a perfect gentleman throughout the match I am going to make you realize that you should have never come looking for this fight but I know that you wanted a chance to get your belt back but it is no longer yours to want back. See while you have been training for the match and I admire you for realizing that you didn't have the stamina to begin with you just can't make stamina appear after a few training sessions. See I know that it has been a while since the last Iron Man match I have been in but my match plan doesn't chance, never wavers if anything I have to be even more methodical and slow down things even more than I did in the previous matches.
While you have been training I have been setting up match after match, defending my Fight-One Outlaw title, going to Pollomania and getting in the ring with a gaggle of spot monkeys to try and get myself used to all the flying around that I am positive that you are going to try and push at me. I have been trying to get as many different styles thrown at me during a match so that I can find ways to counter as mush as I can. And like I have said from day one when I saw you I knew you were a great competitor and an incredible fighter and you have never disappointed me on any of those points and that is why beating you will be one of my crowning achievements. I could point out that you have not had much luck against me but there really are very few that have had any luck against me in NAW and to be honest you are no different. I still respect you, I admire the hell out of you for your tenacity and determination but that is only going to take you so far. No insults, no bullshit, no weapons, no dirty handed tactics but make no mistake I am still going to do what I have been doing since I walked through the doors and that is win.
I want the rest of the roster to pay real close attention because if they thought how I won the title in the Prison Yard match was something this match is where I make the rest of you question just how much you want to be in NAW. See after this match some of you might want to re-think where you think your position within NAW is and if you really want to come after me. I took the title in a match that Corey Bull made, he thought it made him the automatic favorite but he was never hungry for the belt. He thought that he had proven everything he could have proven here in NAW so the hunger was never there to begin with. I exploited that and I took the title from everyone that is supposed to be a serious threat in NAW. So now when I come out and I defeat the darling of NAW, when I end her mystique and take away the charm that has made everyone root for her then and only then will you see just how serious I am about this belt.
I want Rocky Hollywood, Havoc, The Jeckels I want them all to pay real close attention to what is in their future if they continue to look at the Legacy title and have designs on it. I want them to know full well what they are getting themselves into. I have beaten the so called Hatebringer in a match that was his baby and I will beat the darling of NAW in the nicest way possible. Hell I want everyone in every fed to see what I am doing I want as many people as possible to this. Alice talks about me being rigid, never really had anyone say I was rigid before what I am in reality is calculating, no wasted movements, no wasted energy. I make everything I do in the ring is useful and that I am always a move or two ahead, planning things out even in the ring. Some would call the way I work in the ring methodical and that would be the complete opposite of the way Alice usually works in the ring, she is a spider monkey in the ring. But that is why I won't be my usual self in this match, I have a playing card mapped out for just about every kind of style of wrestler that I could possibly meet....and I want you all to see what it looks like when a real ring technician can map out a strategy that can be applied to any situation and to any style of fighter. Preparation is the key Alice you have got that right, but you have been doing it all wrong you are not fighting someone that uses martial arts or does a ton of high flying moves or uses his power to overwhelm his opposition. I am a Jack-Of-All-Trades, a Swiss Fucking Army Knife of wrestling knowledge so go ahead and do all that training get some drunken karate or maybe some Hong Kong Phooey Kung Fu it really doesn't matter because I have it all mapped out, I have it all figured out just the meeting is where it will all play out.
Heatwave...yes the PPV will usher in summer in grand fashion, North Atlantic Wrestling is going to see the beginning of a new era of greatness. They have fallen in love with their little, spunky pitbull and now I they are going to loathe the man that is going to put the puppy down and get it neutered. The amusement with her is going to soon fade, not because I hate her but because I have grown quite fond of her tenacity and guile but that is also why I have to put her down, that is why I have to end this with her and to make her journey stopped cold.
But I fear that even if I retain she will only grow more determined and more agitated and will make her more dangerous and possibly even more dangerous. And that is why I can't have this go any further, I have to end it and I have to show her that going after this title any further is a dangerous play for both of us. But if she loses she won't quit, she won't step away I know she won't because I know I won't and that is why this is going to be a dangerous match for the both of us....neither of us are going to back up, stand down or walk away....it's not the way either of us are made. It makes for great matches between us but also could end with one or both of us getting seriously hurt...
...and in that scenario neither of us win and the fans lose as well...
...but it may be the only thing that can end it totally and completely...
[Mill City Warehouse, After Fight-One Contraband]
[Medics Room]
[Mood: Slightly Chipper]
[Time: It is dark that is really all I know]
[Now Playing on Spotify: 'Firestarter' by Prodigy]
I know that I have a huge title defense against Alice Harris and what have I been doin'? Putting myself out there and getting my ass into more chances to get injured and not even make it to the match with Alice, I guess you could say that I am not the type of person to go to the gym and hit the heavy bag for an hour. I like to be more “hands on” as far as my approach to match readiness. I sit there and wait will the medic sews up the gash on my shoulder, landing on the ladder during the match just showed how dangerous each and every match can be. Why am I continuing to do stuff like this, Cassandra says that I don't know how to walk away from it all and then when the time comes to actually walk away I won't know what to do with myself. Maybe she is right, maybe the only way I get out of the business is when I am carried out of the ring maybe for good, maybe I am just not smart enough in that respect to just know when my body can't take any more punishment and to just do myself and the people I care about a favor and just end it.
“How does that feel Noah?” the medic asked as he put a large bandage over the sewn up wound. I looked at it and then nodded at the medic.
“Can I go now?” I asked anxiously as I looked over the rest of the medical room.
The medic looked me over and shrugged his shoulders slightly. “I have heard stories about how you are a little on the impatient side when it comes to getting some medical treatment. I would think you might wanna take some time off to let the various wounds you have to heal but I have a feeling you can't or more precisely won't let that happen. So...yes you are free to leave.” He replied coldly and then handed me my shirt, I buttoned it up, my left shoulder throbbing from the pain. I poured myself off thee table and slowly made my way to my dressing room and opened the door slowly, not because I was worried about anything but simply because my body ached so much. Has it been smart to do all these rapid fire matches, Boardwalk, Fight-One, Pollomania and NAW? Hell if I know but my body is screaming at me for not taking some time off and to be honest I feel like the engine might overheat at any moment. I decide to sit in a chair for a few moments and try to collect my thoughts and see if the body feels any better after relaxing for a bit. My eyes feel so heavy and they slowly start to close....so tired...so tired...
“Noah?!” I hear a voice yelling at me, my eyes flutter, did I die? No but this screaming in my face was not doing me any favors. As I finally start to open my eyes I see a stage hand standing in front of me waving his hands like a fucking crazy person.
“What the hell do you want?” I bark at the kid.
“I was told not to let you screw around to long and to get you on a flight back to Scranton and well you have a flight scheduled for eleven.” he said as he showed me the paperwork and then sat it in my lap and then shook me by the shoulder....MY INJURED SHOULDER...that gets my attention and the pain forces my eyes to snap open and glare angrily at the young man. “Sorry...but Aidan got you a first class flight back to Scranton.”
“Touch my shoulder again and I will break whatever part of you touched it....whatever part...” I warned as I slowly got to my feet and started walking towards the bathroom as I reached down with one hand and started to untie my boots and kicking them off as I walked. “Did Cassandra already head there?”
“She said you told her to go ahead and you'd meet her on the plane.” the kid explained as he handed me a towel and I finished undressing and tossed the clothes to the ground. “Can you do me a solid and close the door behind you?”
He nodded and I heard the door close and I turned on the shower, the warming water felt amazing as I stood there my head under the pulsating streams of water. Was I doing the right thing? Could my body already be a point where I might not make it out of the ring alive? I really don't know and part of me doesn't even care. I just want to do what I love for as long as I love. Alice is doing this to make a name for herself, carve out her legacy in NAW. All I have been doing for the last eight months is try to fix a very bad career move but is it really worth it anymore? Is it really worth it? To put my body through this torture to simply try and wash away a failure that lasted for nearly a year? Is it really worth it, not sure why I keep asking myself that but I do until I finish the shower and towel off slower then usual and then I get dressed and I look at my bad and I see my small little brown bottle and I try not to stare at it to long but it beckons to me and I answer its call and reach down for it and open it 'Tramadol' it reads and I grab two out of the bottle and down the with some water.
I slowly make my way through the backstage I see some of the Fight-One stars a few give an approving no, I even see James Edwards but he never sees me and that really doesn't bother me. I get to the back and there is a limo waiting for me, the driver takes my things and puts them in the trunk and I struggle to get in the back. But I do and the driver starts to make his way to the airport...
“Is it really worth it?”