This Won't be Easy in the Big Easy
Nov 3, 2022 20:55:19 GMT -5
CJ Phoenix and Gerard Angelo like this
Post by Jonny Cedrone on Nov 3, 2022 20:55:19 GMT -5
**--Recorded after the big win and aftermath of the Halloween edition of Monday Night Clash, we see Jonny Cedrone removing the tape from his wrists. He notices the camera in the room and begins to speak as he continues to remove the tape.--**
“Ya know, words can’t describe how grateful I am for CJ and Spencer for coming down and saving my neck tonight. Roman being the sore loser he is speared me outta my boots after I beat him then his cronies came in and helped him kick my ass. If it wasn’t for the cavalry in CJ and Spencer, I’d be a dead duck right now! So to you two gentlemen I am indebted! Rest assured, whenever either of you or both of you are in trouble, you can count on ol’ Jonny Cedrone to come to your aid!”
**--Jonny finishes unwrapping one wrist and tosses the tape into a nearby trashcan. He begins to unwrap his other wrist as he continues speaking--**
“Despite the extracurricular activities that occurred after the match, the fact still remains: Next week on Clash, I’m going from Trick to Treat as I’m facing the World Champion himself Gerard Angelo. He’s set to take on that psycho clown Bozo in a matter of moments. I’d ask whether he’s gonna be able to take down the clown but in all reality, in all seriousness…is that at all possible? I sincerely doubt it. The clown is impervious to pain and will put his body through pure torture – not THE Torture but…well…you know – in order to continue to spread his carnage throughout the company. So in one aspect I don’t envy Angelo one bit but in another aspect I kinda do. I’ve stood toe-to-toe with crazy before – admittedly not THIS crazy but still – and it ain’t no joke. No pun intended.”
**--Jonny finishes unwrapping his other wrist and begins to unlace his boot--**
“But all this is this week. Once this show’s over it’s time to move on to next week. It’s time to get prepared for a fight to the end. Gerard Angelo is World Champion for a reason. He has the ability to go from the Hell he’s bound to go through in a few minutes then turn around and be prepared for another fight in such short order! The question though is just how much will be left of Angelo after this fight tonight? How much of Gerard Angelo will I be facing next week on Clash?”
**--Jonny finishes unlacing one boot and begins to unlace his other one--**
“I just have to admit one thing…”
**--Jonny looks up into the camera--**
“I have no problem whatsoever to take advantage of any opportunity I may have in order to advance in this tournament. Angelo’s at anything other than 100%? Oh well. Your time in the tournament is as good as done and it’s time for my star to shine and shine bright! But truth be told whether he’s at 50% or at 100%, this is my time no matter what and I’m gonna do whatever I have to do in order to achieve that goal!”
**--The scene fades to black as Jonny goes back to unlacing his boot. The scene fades back inside La Cucina, the usual meeting place between Jonny and Tony. We see Jonny sitting at a table enjoying some Italian cuisine and a glass of wine when Tony comes up to the table.--**
“There’s the man of the hour! How ya doin’ Jonny?”
**--Jonny sports a grin and points to the seat across from him at the table. Tony pulls out the seat and joins Jonny at the table. Both men are wearing suits and big grins--**
“This fettuccini alfredo is delicious! Compliments to the chef!”
**--Both men share a laugh--**
“Well thank you very much J. Ya know only the best for the best my man! What a huge win Monday night! I knew you could do it!”
“Thank you. That goes right back to one of the first things I tried to teach you. Always be ready because it only takes one split second for your opponent to screw up and give you that opening you need! You have to always be ready to take advantage of that screw up! It could very well mean a quick victory!”
“Gunn was all up in his own ego.”
“Sure was. Then he got pissed when he was so wrapped up in himself that I took advantage of an opportunity and got the win, so he and his cronies took it out on me.”
“And if it weren’t for King Shit you’d be even worse off than what you were.”
“You got that right.”
“You’ve gotten pretty tight with them, huh?”
“They’re good dudes! They proved themselves to me throughout the tournament and REALLY proved themselves to me Monday night when they had my back in that attack. I can only wish that I proved myself in the tournament and can return the favor someday when/if they ever need it!”
“Are you gonna join the group?”
**--Jonny takes another bit of his fettuccini alfredo and stares off into space as he chews – not giving an answer one way or another. The scene fades to black. The scene fades back in as we see Jonny Cedrone standing in front of the Smoothie King Center where Monday Night Clash will take place.--**
“Ladies and gentlemen, it’ll be right here this Monday night where I will defeat Gerard Angelo and continue on in the Wrestler of the Year tournament!”
**--Jonny turns around and now the Superdome is looming behind him.--**
“Gerard. It’s actually pretty ironic that our first meeting is in New Orleans – The Big Easy. Because none of this is gonna be easy…for either of us.”
“I’m not gonna stand here and rattle on about how you’re a piece of shit and you’re not worth a damn as World Champion because we all know that I’d be telling a bold-face lie if I were to do that! You’re one helluva Champion and a remarkable competitor! Your resume speaks volumes and your abilities in the ring speak for themselves. Although I’m more than confident that that won’t stop you from talking highly about yourself.”
“Ever since I’ve joined Action Wrestling I’ve said time and time again that I’m here to prove myself. Prove myself to the roster. Prove myself to the fans. And prove myself to myself. I’ve been in the wrestling business off and on for fifteen years. I’ve encountered virtually every type of wrestler there is to encounter. The monsters. The muscle heads. The scientific wrestlers. The MMA fighters. The mythical creatures. The smartasses. The rough and tough. The weak and timid. The highflyers. The war-torn hardcore wrestlers. You name it, I’ve wrestled them and beaten them.”
“That doesn’t mean that any two people I’ve faced are exactly the same. One MMA fighter wasn’t the same as facing another MMA fighter. Same thing with the hardcore wrestlers. The monsters. So on and so forth.”
“Other than a fantastic one, what type of wrestler are you?”
“Short answer: It doesn’t matter.”
“Ya see it all goes right back to me being here to prove myself. I’m here to prove to you and the rest of the AW roster that I belong here. Sure I’m a former Hardcore Champion. I’ve held my own against some of the best so far in AW but I haven’t been in the ring with THE best. That World Championship that you carry so proudly upon your shoulder Gerard proves that you are THE best that AW has to offer! No ifs, ands or buts about it. When you carry that Championship Gold, you are the flag-bearer! You are the gold standard! You represent this company with every move you make and every word you say. You’re the measuring stick in AW! Everyone looks at you and they realize just how far they have to go in order to reach true greatness!”
“Well Monday night I take one more step towards immortality!”
**--Jonny turns so that the Smoothie King Center is behind him again--**
“Sure Monday’s match isn’t for the World Championship. But the results are gonna be the same. I’m stepping into the ring with the greatest that AW has to offer and I’m using him as a stepping stone to the top. Up until now we may have brushed up against one another in the Havoc battle royal back in April but we haven’t had a one-on-one fight yet. Well that ends Monday night. Monday night you and I will stand nose-to-nose and toe-to-toe and we will battle it out to see who goes on in the tournament.”
“Some people may think that I’m being crass or even gutless for taking advantage of you being in the shape that you’re in. I mean there’s no way in Hell that you’re coming into this fight at 100% after being in the war that you were in with Bozo the other night. You can deny it all you want there’s no way you’ll be able to convince me that you’re at 100%. I saw that fight. He took you to your limits. Hell he took you PAST your limits. But to your credit you forged through – even through the mind games that he played on you! And there’s no way that Bozo’s NOT living rent-free in your head either! The Clown of Chaos totally Michael Myers’d ya. He made you do something that you didn’t really wanna do. You threw him outta the window, sending him hurling hard to the earth two stories below. You even heard that thud as a human body…I guess he’s human…hit earth. But no body was to be found. When you got back downstairs and outside, the body that you saw crash to the ground…wasn’t there anymore. It’s almost as if it was all just a figment of your imagination. But it wasn’t. It was real. The pain you felt – and most likely still do – it’s all real.”
“You getting beat again Monday night? That’s real too!”
“Because Mr. Angelo with all due respect, I’m gonna take whatever scraps that Bozo left and I’m gonna beat you from one end of the Smoothie King Center to the other. Then if I have to, I’ll take ya across the street and beat you from one end of the Superdome to the other!”
“Because this is my match to win. I mean let’s face it. What is there left for you to prove? Huh? You’re the World Champion! You’re at the top of the mountain! You’re up there looking down at all of us peasants from your throne! Is there truly anything left for you to prove?”
“Well I know that there’s plenty left for me to prove Mr. Angelo and it just so happens that I get to use the person AT the top in order to get TO the top. Monday night no World Championship at stake but my livelihood is and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let you keep me down!”
“This may be the first of many times that we see each other but I promise you, your first impression of me will be a damn good impression! Especially when you’re lying on your back, counting the lights as the ref counts to three then raises MY hand in victory!”
“I know I’M looking forward to Monday night…how about you??”
**--Jonny ends the promo with that as he says it with a smile. The scene fades to black one last time.--**
“Ya know, words can’t describe how grateful I am for CJ and Spencer for coming down and saving my neck tonight. Roman being the sore loser he is speared me outta my boots after I beat him then his cronies came in and helped him kick my ass. If it wasn’t for the cavalry in CJ and Spencer, I’d be a dead duck right now! So to you two gentlemen I am indebted! Rest assured, whenever either of you or both of you are in trouble, you can count on ol’ Jonny Cedrone to come to your aid!”
**--Jonny finishes unwrapping one wrist and tosses the tape into a nearby trashcan. He begins to unwrap his other wrist as he continues speaking--**
“Despite the extracurricular activities that occurred after the match, the fact still remains: Next week on Clash, I’m going from Trick to Treat as I’m facing the World Champion himself Gerard Angelo. He’s set to take on that psycho clown Bozo in a matter of moments. I’d ask whether he’s gonna be able to take down the clown but in all reality, in all seriousness…is that at all possible? I sincerely doubt it. The clown is impervious to pain and will put his body through pure torture – not THE Torture but…well…you know – in order to continue to spread his carnage throughout the company. So in one aspect I don’t envy Angelo one bit but in another aspect I kinda do. I’ve stood toe-to-toe with crazy before – admittedly not THIS crazy but still – and it ain’t no joke. No pun intended.”
**--Jonny finishes unwrapping his other wrist and begins to unlace his boot--**
“But all this is this week. Once this show’s over it’s time to move on to next week. It’s time to get prepared for a fight to the end. Gerard Angelo is World Champion for a reason. He has the ability to go from the Hell he’s bound to go through in a few minutes then turn around and be prepared for another fight in such short order! The question though is just how much will be left of Angelo after this fight tonight? How much of Gerard Angelo will I be facing next week on Clash?”
**--Jonny finishes unlacing one boot and begins to unlace his other one--**
“I just have to admit one thing…”
**--Jonny looks up into the camera--**
“I have no problem whatsoever to take advantage of any opportunity I may have in order to advance in this tournament. Angelo’s at anything other than 100%? Oh well. Your time in the tournament is as good as done and it’s time for my star to shine and shine bright! But truth be told whether he’s at 50% or at 100%, this is my time no matter what and I’m gonna do whatever I have to do in order to achieve that goal!”
**--The scene fades to black as Jonny goes back to unlacing his boot. The scene fades back inside La Cucina, the usual meeting place between Jonny and Tony. We see Jonny sitting at a table enjoying some Italian cuisine and a glass of wine when Tony comes up to the table.--**
“There’s the man of the hour! How ya doin’ Jonny?”
**--Jonny sports a grin and points to the seat across from him at the table. Tony pulls out the seat and joins Jonny at the table. Both men are wearing suits and big grins--**
“This fettuccini alfredo is delicious! Compliments to the chef!”
**--Both men share a laugh--**
“Well thank you very much J. Ya know only the best for the best my man! What a huge win Monday night! I knew you could do it!”
“Thank you. That goes right back to one of the first things I tried to teach you. Always be ready because it only takes one split second for your opponent to screw up and give you that opening you need! You have to always be ready to take advantage of that screw up! It could very well mean a quick victory!”
“Gunn was all up in his own ego.”
“Sure was. Then he got pissed when he was so wrapped up in himself that I took advantage of an opportunity and got the win, so he and his cronies took it out on me.”
“And if it weren’t for King Shit you’d be even worse off than what you were.”
“You got that right.”
“You’ve gotten pretty tight with them, huh?”
“They’re good dudes! They proved themselves to me throughout the tournament and REALLY proved themselves to me Monday night when they had my back in that attack. I can only wish that I proved myself in the tournament and can return the favor someday when/if they ever need it!”
“Are you gonna join the group?”
**--Jonny takes another bit of his fettuccini alfredo and stares off into space as he chews – not giving an answer one way or another. The scene fades to black. The scene fades back in as we see Jonny Cedrone standing in front of the Smoothie King Center where Monday Night Clash will take place.--**
“Ladies and gentlemen, it’ll be right here this Monday night where I will defeat Gerard Angelo and continue on in the Wrestler of the Year tournament!”
**--Jonny turns around and now the Superdome is looming behind him.--**
“Gerard. It’s actually pretty ironic that our first meeting is in New Orleans – The Big Easy. Because none of this is gonna be easy…for either of us.”
“I’m not gonna stand here and rattle on about how you’re a piece of shit and you’re not worth a damn as World Champion because we all know that I’d be telling a bold-face lie if I were to do that! You’re one helluva Champion and a remarkable competitor! Your resume speaks volumes and your abilities in the ring speak for themselves. Although I’m more than confident that that won’t stop you from talking highly about yourself.”
“Ever since I’ve joined Action Wrestling I’ve said time and time again that I’m here to prove myself. Prove myself to the roster. Prove myself to the fans. And prove myself to myself. I’ve been in the wrestling business off and on for fifteen years. I’ve encountered virtually every type of wrestler there is to encounter. The monsters. The muscle heads. The scientific wrestlers. The MMA fighters. The mythical creatures. The smartasses. The rough and tough. The weak and timid. The highflyers. The war-torn hardcore wrestlers. You name it, I’ve wrestled them and beaten them.”
“That doesn’t mean that any two people I’ve faced are exactly the same. One MMA fighter wasn’t the same as facing another MMA fighter. Same thing with the hardcore wrestlers. The monsters. So on and so forth.”
“Other than a fantastic one, what type of wrestler are you?”
“Short answer: It doesn’t matter.”
“Ya see it all goes right back to me being here to prove myself. I’m here to prove to you and the rest of the AW roster that I belong here. Sure I’m a former Hardcore Champion. I’ve held my own against some of the best so far in AW but I haven’t been in the ring with THE best. That World Championship that you carry so proudly upon your shoulder Gerard proves that you are THE best that AW has to offer! No ifs, ands or buts about it. When you carry that Championship Gold, you are the flag-bearer! You are the gold standard! You represent this company with every move you make and every word you say. You’re the measuring stick in AW! Everyone looks at you and they realize just how far they have to go in order to reach true greatness!”
“Well Monday night I take one more step towards immortality!”
**--Jonny turns so that the Smoothie King Center is behind him again--**
“Sure Monday’s match isn’t for the World Championship. But the results are gonna be the same. I’m stepping into the ring with the greatest that AW has to offer and I’m using him as a stepping stone to the top. Up until now we may have brushed up against one another in the Havoc battle royal back in April but we haven’t had a one-on-one fight yet. Well that ends Monday night. Monday night you and I will stand nose-to-nose and toe-to-toe and we will battle it out to see who goes on in the tournament.”
“Some people may think that I’m being crass or even gutless for taking advantage of you being in the shape that you’re in. I mean there’s no way in Hell that you’re coming into this fight at 100% after being in the war that you were in with Bozo the other night. You can deny it all you want there’s no way you’ll be able to convince me that you’re at 100%. I saw that fight. He took you to your limits. Hell he took you PAST your limits. But to your credit you forged through – even through the mind games that he played on you! And there’s no way that Bozo’s NOT living rent-free in your head either! The Clown of Chaos totally Michael Myers’d ya. He made you do something that you didn’t really wanna do. You threw him outta the window, sending him hurling hard to the earth two stories below. You even heard that thud as a human body…I guess he’s human…hit earth. But no body was to be found. When you got back downstairs and outside, the body that you saw crash to the ground…wasn’t there anymore. It’s almost as if it was all just a figment of your imagination. But it wasn’t. It was real. The pain you felt – and most likely still do – it’s all real.”
“You getting beat again Monday night? That’s real too!”
“Because Mr. Angelo with all due respect, I’m gonna take whatever scraps that Bozo left and I’m gonna beat you from one end of the Smoothie King Center to the other. Then if I have to, I’ll take ya across the street and beat you from one end of the Superdome to the other!”
“Because this is my match to win. I mean let’s face it. What is there left for you to prove? Huh? You’re the World Champion! You’re at the top of the mountain! You’re up there looking down at all of us peasants from your throne! Is there truly anything left for you to prove?”
“Well I know that there’s plenty left for me to prove Mr. Angelo and it just so happens that I get to use the person AT the top in order to get TO the top. Monday night no World Championship at stake but my livelihood is and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let you keep me down!”
“This may be the first of many times that we see each other but I promise you, your first impression of me will be a damn good impression! Especially when you’re lying on your back, counting the lights as the ref counts to three then raises MY hand in victory!”
“I know I’M looking forward to Monday night…how about you??”
**--Jonny ends the promo with that as he says it with a smile. The scene fades to black one last time.--**
