Post by Joey Scala on Mar 11, 2022 12:24:57 GMT -5
Joey Scala: You think you're royalty. You think you're Kings. You think you deserve the throne.
Scala fades in looking directly into the camera.
Joey Scala: Funny, my whole life I was told I don't belong somewhere. That I don't fit in. I can't fit in with the boys in school, don't fit in with the preppy kids, don't fit with the mean kids, I'm a mommas boy, I'm sensitive, I stick up for the nerds, I stick up for the rough dudes in the back, yeah, I don't belong... and then I won this.
Scala down in his lap and it's the Tag Team Championship that he holds so proudly. He runs his fingers over it the gold plating that states his name before looking back up into the camera.
Joey Scala: I belong. I fit in. Holden and I are on top of the Tag Team division and while we share the throne with a really good tag team it still gives me pride and honor that I've hit the highest achievement possible with a great partner like Holden. Being on top of the mountain has it's ups but it also has it's downs. More importantly, it feels like I'm not trusted by the same peers who hold these belts along with us. And that's the same shit I heard all my life. I don't belong here.
Scala takes a deep breath and wipes his face showing just a tad bit of anxiety and antsy to get frustrated. He's trying to hold back in this isolation interview for Battlebowl.
Joey Scala: I see you spitting your insistent bullshit, Dionysus. You're on Twitter where you act like you're this large, important figure, this gatekeeper of everything Action Wrestling related and have this very condescending, terrible take on everything. No one asks you, but here you are butting in with your verbial-horseshit spilling out at the mouth just dropping saliva-fueled garbage all while holding a jar of your own farts. I'm not sure if it was your parents telling you to run away from home over and over or the fact that you grew a beard to hide the glass chin of yours but at Battlebowl I will feel no remorse putting my fist all over your skull. I wish I could ask you to keep talking so that someday you say something remotely intelligent, but this Sunday, I think it's time for you to stop talking. Forever.
Scala stops and looks down at the floor. Inhaling through his nose you can feel the tension.
Joey Scala: Brings me to our former World Champion Downfall. You represented Action Wrestling well, hell man, you achieved the major goal we're all trying to hit, so I won't front and act like you're not that man. You are very much that guy. You are. The issue I have with you, is that you think you lost the Championship and never got into the World Title match because it was someone else's fault. You're blaming everyone else, but yourself. Take a long hard look in that mirror, Downfall. Do it, my man. Truly realize that you're in this position because right now you just can't cut it, and I'm okay with that, because every now and then a man has his day and on Sunday, I'm about to have a field day teeing off on your dumb, stubborn ass. I'd kick you in the teeth but why would I improve your looks, and make no mistake, Downfall, I'm going all out to ensure that you never challenge for our Tag Team Championships ever again. I'm going to try and embarrass you.
Scala adjusts his Tag Team Championship in his lap and just off the cuff makes a remark..
Joey Scala: Man, I still can't believe I have this shit ya know? Unreal, man.
He clears his throat
Joey Scala: You take your potato chips garbage jokes, and your meme career and you can honestly shove it into a corner man cause I just don't give a shit. You wanna talk about you guys being the true vanguard? What have you done other than block any new challengers from facing you while chasing a belt you could only hold on to for a minute because you're too busy getting into each other's drama. The need for you to both be in each others shit, both confuses me, and worries me. But it doesn't surprise me. It's what bullies do, and in this story through and through you're the bullies. You're the assholes.
Scala leans forward towards the camera.
Joey Scala: I know why you're the bullies too. You were bullied every day of your lives, you had bad parents, you had terrible upbringings, I get it. That's life, but I get it. I don't feel sorry for you though. You can change your ways, you can make the right decision, but you choose not to. Dionysus, I don't give a shit how many indie feds you have to run to, to win a title that can't wrap around Karlie Nash's waist on her bad day, and Downie, I don't give a fuck that you've been doing this longer than Marvel Movies been around, none of that shit matters to me cause it's worthless. You two will stand on those ideas and pound your chests and yell it from the rooftops, but the quiet part that I'm about to say outloud is Nobody fucking cares about you.
Scala smirks.
Joey Scala: The Vanguard had a great run as Tag Team Champions, I'm happy for you, and I'm even happier to take the Undisputed reign now because it's time a real tag team takes the ball and pushes forward. You don't have new ideas, you didn't build this division, you didn't make it better than it was, you held it hostage with phony guns and everyone was too scared to knock the plastic out your hands and slap your weathered, droopy faces and tell you to back the fuck down like the two mediocre workers you are. You can bully the lame and the weak, but you can't bully the streets of New York, and you sure as fuck can't bully Grindhouse.
Scala is beginning to get more amped up and more serious in his tone. The frustration dripping out.
Joey Scala: You two never seem to stop putting your foot in your mouth. You talk about how others lean on each other for help like the two of you aren't falling in each others laps every week inching closer to making out. I hope you're listening whine and roses, cause the complaining, the crying and the constant propping up is getting tired and exhausting and I'm happy that on Sunday we can end Vanguard once and for all. It's no surprise that it's probably time to put grandpa Downfall to bed, or do I mean drag him to the backyard and put him out of his misery over a 5 foot deep hole wrapped in a blanket. I'd bury you with your favorite chew toy, but then I'd have to make the hole big enough for Dion and I'm not sure Holden and I have that kind of time. And don't get it twisted, I'm not implying some heart-felt secret love between you two, so don't run to twitter and light the torches, Dion. We don't need more bad takes from the shit-chatter box.
Scala holds up his Tag Team Championship.
Joey Scala: I think you guys forgot what this means, what this means to hold it tight, what it means to Action Wrestling. It means you're the best of the best, it means that you're untouchable, it means that without a shadow of doubt, you're the gold standard, the bar, the cream of the crop.. and that's exactly what Grindhouse is. Every day we grind, never stop, we hustle, we work for it, and this proves that. Vanguard proves that they're a definition of an older time, a forgotten reign from months ago and they haven't paid a single second of attention to this division in 2022 at all and we're about a quarter of the way through.
Don't sit on your thrones and tell me how you're the best in this division, how you've built it up, how you've designed future tag teams cause you haven't. You're fakes. You're frauds. You're liars. You haven't done shit. You haven't won shit, you haven't done shit. Battlebowl will be our vanguard, it will be our crowning night, and everyone will look back on the day that Grindhouse buried Vanguard once and for all.
Long live the Undisputed Tag Team Champions. Long live Grindhouse.
The scene slowly fades to black.
Scala fades in looking directly into the camera.
Joey Scala: Funny, my whole life I was told I don't belong somewhere. That I don't fit in. I can't fit in with the boys in school, don't fit in with the preppy kids, don't fit with the mean kids, I'm a mommas boy, I'm sensitive, I stick up for the nerds, I stick up for the rough dudes in the back, yeah, I don't belong... and then I won this.
Scala down in his lap and it's the Tag Team Championship that he holds so proudly. He runs his fingers over it the gold plating that states his name before looking back up into the camera.
Joey Scala: I belong. I fit in. Holden and I are on top of the Tag Team division and while we share the throne with a really good tag team it still gives me pride and honor that I've hit the highest achievement possible with a great partner like Holden. Being on top of the mountain has it's ups but it also has it's downs. More importantly, it feels like I'm not trusted by the same peers who hold these belts along with us. And that's the same shit I heard all my life. I don't belong here.
Scala takes a deep breath and wipes his face showing just a tad bit of anxiety and antsy to get frustrated. He's trying to hold back in this isolation interview for Battlebowl.
Joey Scala: I see you spitting your insistent bullshit, Dionysus. You're on Twitter where you act like you're this large, important figure, this gatekeeper of everything Action Wrestling related and have this very condescending, terrible take on everything. No one asks you, but here you are butting in with your verbial-horseshit spilling out at the mouth just dropping saliva-fueled garbage all while holding a jar of your own farts. I'm not sure if it was your parents telling you to run away from home over and over or the fact that you grew a beard to hide the glass chin of yours but at Battlebowl I will feel no remorse putting my fist all over your skull. I wish I could ask you to keep talking so that someday you say something remotely intelligent, but this Sunday, I think it's time for you to stop talking. Forever.
Scala stops and looks down at the floor. Inhaling through his nose you can feel the tension.
Joey Scala: Brings me to our former World Champion Downfall. You represented Action Wrestling well, hell man, you achieved the major goal we're all trying to hit, so I won't front and act like you're not that man. You are very much that guy. You are. The issue I have with you, is that you think you lost the Championship and never got into the World Title match because it was someone else's fault. You're blaming everyone else, but yourself. Take a long hard look in that mirror, Downfall. Do it, my man. Truly realize that you're in this position because right now you just can't cut it, and I'm okay with that, because every now and then a man has his day and on Sunday, I'm about to have a field day teeing off on your dumb, stubborn ass. I'd kick you in the teeth but why would I improve your looks, and make no mistake, Downfall, I'm going all out to ensure that you never challenge for our Tag Team Championships ever again. I'm going to try and embarrass you.
Scala adjusts his Tag Team Championship in his lap and just off the cuff makes a remark..
Joey Scala: Man, I still can't believe I have this shit ya know? Unreal, man.
He clears his throat
Joey Scala: You take your potato chips garbage jokes, and your meme career and you can honestly shove it into a corner man cause I just don't give a shit. You wanna talk about you guys being the true vanguard? What have you done other than block any new challengers from facing you while chasing a belt you could only hold on to for a minute because you're too busy getting into each other's drama. The need for you to both be in each others shit, both confuses me, and worries me. But it doesn't surprise me. It's what bullies do, and in this story through and through you're the bullies. You're the assholes.
Scala leans forward towards the camera.
Joey Scala: I know why you're the bullies too. You were bullied every day of your lives, you had bad parents, you had terrible upbringings, I get it. That's life, but I get it. I don't feel sorry for you though. You can change your ways, you can make the right decision, but you choose not to. Dionysus, I don't give a shit how many indie feds you have to run to, to win a title that can't wrap around Karlie Nash's waist on her bad day, and Downie, I don't give a fuck that you've been doing this longer than Marvel Movies been around, none of that shit matters to me cause it's worthless. You two will stand on those ideas and pound your chests and yell it from the rooftops, but the quiet part that I'm about to say outloud is Nobody fucking cares about you.
Scala smirks.
Joey Scala: The Vanguard had a great run as Tag Team Champions, I'm happy for you, and I'm even happier to take the Undisputed reign now because it's time a real tag team takes the ball and pushes forward. You don't have new ideas, you didn't build this division, you didn't make it better than it was, you held it hostage with phony guns and everyone was too scared to knock the plastic out your hands and slap your weathered, droopy faces and tell you to back the fuck down like the two mediocre workers you are. You can bully the lame and the weak, but you can't bully the streets of New York, and you sure as fuck can't bully Grindhouse.
Scala is beginning to get more amped up and more serious in his tone. The frustration dripping out.
Joey Scala: You two never seem to stop putting your foot in your mouth. You talk about how others lean on each other for help like the two of you aren't falling in each others laps every week inching closer to making out. I hope you're listening whine and roses, cause the complaining, the crying and the constant propping up is getting tired and exhausting and I'm happy that on Sunday we can end Vanguard once and for all. It's no surprise that it's probably time to put grandpa Downfall to bed, or do I mean drag him to the backyard and put him out of his misery over a 5 foot deep hole wrapped in a blanket. I'd bury you with your favorite chew toy, but then I'd have to make the hole big enough for Dion and I'm not sure Holden and I have that kind of time. And don't get it twisted, I'm not implying some heart-felt secret love between you two, so don't run to twitter and light the torches, Dion. We don't need more bad takes from the shit-chatter box.
Scala holds up his Tag Team Championship.
Joey Scala: I think you guys forgot what this means, what this means to hold it tight, what it means to Action Wrestling. It means you're the best of the best, it means that you're untouchable, it means that without a shadow of doubt, you're the gold standard, the bar, the cream of the crop.. and that's exactly what Grindhouse is. Every day we grind, never stop, we hustle, we work for it, and this proves that. Vanguard proves that they're a definition of an older time, a forgotten reign from months ago and they haven't paid a single second of attention to this division in 2022 at all and we're about a quarter of the way through.
Don't sit on your thrones and tell me how you're the best in this division, how you've built it up, how you've designed future tag teams cause you haven't. You're fakes. You're frauds. You're liars. You haven't done shit. You haven't won shit, you haven't done shit. Battlebowl will be our vanguard, it will be our crowning night, and everyone will look back on the day that Grindhouse buried Vanguard once and for all.
Long live the Undisputed Tag Team Champions. Long live Grindhouse.
The scene slowly fades to black.