Post by John Black on Nov 5, 2021 23:22:20 GMT -5
Radio Station- Hot 99.7
[We see some bits and pieces of his radio guest appearance at a local station in Baltimore. The host were Tony and Angela, who asked him series of questions pertaining to his recent TV title win and his community outreaches to the low end places. Here is some footage of the interview.]
Tony: Besides that, i’m a huge wrestling fan and i constantly watch a bit of Action Wrestling on the spare time, why did you decide to split your time there and XWF?
JB: Well, it’s the matter of principle, I saw an flyer somewhere in the XWF HQ offices like a few years ago, and I had some tickets to see the shows on the front row. Them tickets costed like 80 a pop!
Angela: 80 a pop?… seesh, that’s expensive!
JB: It was, but it was worth it at the end, so I ended up coming to the company with little to no clue what I was getting into. Hell, I even managed to take some time off to focus on my professor duties, but that went no where.
Angela: Oh you were a professor? How did you get involved with that?
JB: Eh, they needed someone to fulfill the “diversity” quota and I had brief experience with being a teacher at some local tech schools years prior. They put me in some African History kinda course, and I liked it at first, but politics got in and I had to get fired.
Tony: Oh that sucks you got fired there, but at least you got wrestling to fall back on right?
[JB shrugs his shoulders at him, and he looked to the side at his newly won title on his shoulders. Angela asked him to hold the belt, and she was leaning to the side with how heavy it was.]
Angela: Damn, this belt is so heavy why is so heavy, JB?
JB: Rawhide… I don’t know, it’s made from some belt company that AW hired. I even at one point made a joke about taking one of the belts, specifically their US belt and dub it the Africana Championship with the green, black, and red colors. Unfortunately that didn’t come into fruition tho’.
[Then all three of them laugh at that fact, and Angela hands the belt over to Tony who then starts to flex with it, as he takes some pictures with it. JB nodded his head disapprovingly then smiled at him.]
Anglea: Anyways, JB as the TV champion do you think you’d inspire the youth to do the same thing like you did, and live up to their dreams and goals? A man like you seem like the voice of the people.
JB: That’s a loaded question, but i’d like to think that who ever seen that match either in the arena or at home, they all sought to celebrate and tell their people that he did the unthinkable. My goal, even if I am or not the champion, is to make sure to let them know that you gotta hustle hard and achieve your dreams. I might have my odd moments here and there, but still… i’m just some black man caught up in mix like Shock G, RIP.
[Then Tony calls for an advert in the program, and the scene shifts to JB standing at the Hot 99.7 logo, where he held the title in his hand raised it up to the camera. Then he decides to let the world know what’s on his mind.]
JB: This belt I hold, might be gone by tomorrow, next week or even next few months from now. I might still be shocked that I won the belt out of meager advantage over two men, whom the lord tried to help but couldn’t. I did the unthinkable and beat them both at the own game, and I end up in the position of having to defend it every week against various challengers, its like playing mortal kombat’s arcade more until you reach to the boss.
My first victim is Mason Jones, some wannabe softcore pornstar who’s seen better days being the first person to die in a slasher flick, maybe he was one of those guys who died in one of the Hostle flicks or so, whatever the case might be; doesn’t mean that he’s on my level. I don’t expect to lose sweat over him, but to quote the Hitman himself… “who are you too doubt el dandy?”… and that’s how I see this man.
He might have the looks to sway the hoes to his locker room, but does he have the skills to handle a man like me? If you are hearing this in your orgy room, you better leave those hoes alone and focus on what’s at task here. If I beat you down, then i can have all your hoes wanting to shine the TV title in my locker room, while being with a Z-Lister myself without any shame in my game.
So Mason, I don’t care how many flicks you been in or how hot you are to the ladies on some Rick Rude shit, all I care about is sending the TMZ at the hospital where you’ll be laid up in with them trying to hog up your space on some fifteen minutes of fame shit.
Your status as the Hot Stuff, will be dead by the time we lock in the ring, so get ready for your fifteen minutes of shame, Mason Jones.
[Then he poses with the TV title one more time, then Tony and Angela all pose with the belt on one another’s hands and the scene fades with a still shot image of them holding the belt.]