Post by Sam Kidsgrove on Dec 11, 2022 12:44:02 GMT -5
“We should get away for the holidays, might improve your mood a bit, get you back in the right frame of mind. Obsessing over Dion taking your shot isn’t healthy.” Says Zooey, flicking through a holiday brochure.
Kidsgrove looks at her from the computer.
“I’m not obsessing.” He says, rather matter of factly. “I’m strategising.”
“Aha, so what strategy can you get from constantly looking at the Main event of the card? You got a match to concentrate on.”
Kidsgrove sighs, busted.
“Should be me.”
“Yeah and I should be on a beach in Cancun for the holidays, we don’t always get everything. Suck it up, you got an opportunity.”
He raises his eyebrow at her.
“An opportunity? You’re kidding right? I’ve been shunted to the fucking holiday gimmick match. What exactly is this an opportunity to do? Other than take my frustration out on 3 fuckers with novelty candy canes and christmas packages that look like chairs? The only people it’s an opportunity for is the other three dickheads in the match, after all they’re looking at the card right now and they’re thinking “Oh look, we can take down Sam Kidsgrove” It doesn’t matter to them that this is a quintessential card filler, doesn’t matter to them that this match is a novelty joke match. They’re just happy to be on the card up against Sam Kidsgrove and it’s all a nice fun time for everyone involved!
At least that’s what management is thinking. But here’s the problem. The minute you put Sam Kidsgrove in any match, it’s not a nice fun match. It’s not a happy time, it’s not just a filler match.
It’s a fight to the end, it’s Sam Kidsgrove with a massive target on his back and fighting every single fucker who gets in the ring with him to prove a point. That he’s still one of the best in this business and the fact he doesn’t have a contract yet is actually disgraceful.
So yeah, opportunity isn’t the right word for this. Not for me.
It’s anger management. It’s taking out all my frustration on 3 poor saps who had the misfortune to be put in a match with me in the assumption it’s a fun holiday street match segment. They think they have the opportunity to be pushed up, or showcase their talent, or to share the ring with one of the best in the business, but they don’t. Their opportunity is to see which of them gets a Box office Smash first. Their opportunity is to get out of this match in a good enough condition to see their families over Christmas. Their opportunity is survival.
If this was a Christmas movie, then it’s Die Hard. Mine or Bruce’s version, it doesn’t matter, and they’re the guys who are gonna get picked off one by one by a pissed off hero. One by one they’ll come to realise they’re outmatched and outgunned, even if they band together then it doesn’t matter. In fact I would prefer it if they did that, it might even be more fun for me. After all, the more against the odds it is for me to win, the more I relish. The more the odds are stacked against me, the harder I’ll hit and the more I’ll take.
Roman and Regan should know this by now, they should be hitting each other up trying to figure out just how to cope against me. After all, both of them have felt the force of pissing me off lately. Roman laughably thought he’d poke the bear a long time ago, not realising the bear had a long fucking memory and soon dispatched his sorry ass into the shadow realm, so he’s gonna want a bit of payback I think. He’s gonna want to prove to the world that he can beat the great Sam Kidsgrove, that he was right to call me out all those months ago and show that the whole industry should acknowledge his sorry ass.
Well he’s right in one respect, everyone should acknowledge him, everyone should remember him for the guy who flew so high on so little talent or charisma, that the guy actually managed to get matches against some of the best in the business and managed to hold his own in the talent that is the roster of the AW with some of the least talent you could imagine in this industry. He’s basically like the Kristen Stewart of the company.
No talent, no charisma, no skill, no anything other than a vacant expression that makes them both look like they’re being controlled by some droid from a different plane of existence. They have hardly any thoughts between the two of them and have to have someone else take the reins to actually give them a fully functioning person. Hell if Roman and Kristen somehow hooked up and had a baby, that baby would probably have more charisma than both of them from day one - at least when they made a noise then people would acknowledge them.
The only reason Roman managed to get my attention in the first place was because of an extremely jittery board of directors who didn’t like Die Hard being disparaged in a TV show, and even then I flat out ignored it. He’s the epitome of having better things to do and we’ll get to it. Like a procrastination special.”
Kidsgrove stops a moment, thinks for a second.
“Which funnily enough could be the same name to describe anything that Regan does.
She promised so much, she offered us the world. She took the cruiserweight division by storm and then. Just. Melted. Away.
Like her inheritance, or her adolescent railing against her parents by pretending she’s everything they’re not, or her innocence when she first watched a b rated horror movie and created a whole persona on it. It all just went away.
No one looks at a 100lb white girl with a chainsaw and thinks it’s worrying, no one looks at her and thinks “Yeah she’s a sociopath who’ll go and rip people’s heads off. Not nowadays, not in the age of Karen. When they see her turn up to the meat aisle of a Walmart ready to take heads and protest against the murder of animals with that crazy wild eyed vigour of a woman who’s possessed, they aren’t going to run away or be fearful or stop eating meat.
They’re gonna get their phones out, press record and upload a video on Youtube entitled “Crazy vegan Karen wants to see the manager.” and it’ll become a meme within an hour.
Especially after she sacrificed every shred of credibility she had by teaming up with Jill almost as soon as she realised she was outmatched by pretty much everyone outside of the Cruiserweight division. Hell even Roman can give her a run for her money nowadays and put on a great match. Or at the very least she can get her family assets to pay for a 5 star review from Jon Thomas or something despite her match being a dud. After all, she’s one of the classic examples of someone being here just because they’re bored and have nothing else to do.
She could be running her company, she could be making it an ethical foundation for plant based living instead of a slaughterhouse, she could be helping as a business create this new world she’s desperately craving for, but nope. She’s here in AW, ignoring her responsibilities like so many other people here just to chase that precious moment in the spotlight, to make the whole world look at her and for her to be like “This is all about me, me me and me.” She is frankly full of shit with her pseudo morals and her laughable inconsistencies. Almost like she just picked a cause and pretended she’s all about it and helping the poor animals when in reality she’s just wanting to put her own brand of nonsense across and being an activist, albeit unhinged one is the best way to do it.
I dunno, maybe I’m out of touch with modern day social media celebrities. Maybe that’s what makes you famous now? Just being a hypocrite or just being there to do controversial things. Like the more controversial the better because clicks drive engagement and all that shit.”
He shudders
“I can’t imagine being that disingenuous and having my whole life be a lie just because I want to be liked.
I mean I’ve had people accuse me before of all that shit but there’s a big difference between doing this shit for the fans and doing reach outs to help other people than doing things to make your brand seem less toxic.
Cedrone seems to have done that, the balance so far he’s made is great. Granted his wealth came from dubious sources and he must have done some VERY shady dealings to obtain such an obscene level of wealth, especially being in Vegas but at least he gives money away to worthy causes and helps people locally. I’m 100% on board with that and unlike me, he’s lucky.
Lucky that some dickhead hasn’t spent years telling the world that it’s all a fake, that it’s all for show and that the charities somehow don’t exist. Telling the world he’s a silver spooned asshole that didn’t have to work for everything he got.
Now he’s joined King Shit though? Now he’s under Spence’s ever embracing arms of the mother hen, his profile isn’t going to be under the radar.
He’s not going to get away with being all Mr Nice forever, one day some dickhead will try to bring an expose into his business dealings, to try and frame him as a liar, a cheat, a fraud and an evil machiavellian mastermind or some fucking stupid nonsense that only the craven and the cowardly can muster. Now he’s popped his head from under the barrier he’s a target for the weird and the fucked to bring down, because there is nothing that people in this business like more than to knock someone good off their pedestal.
I hope he’s ready for all that, I hope his mental fortitude is high for all the shit that’s gonna come his way because there’s one thing to be a good man in this business, but it’s another thing to be a naive man in this business.
The two things are often mistaken for one another. Jonny better be ready for everything that’s coming his way, he better be ready for someone like me to come into this match, one that’s just a throwaway joke of a holiday match to actually turn it into a real fucking fight. He’d better be ready for someone to shake off the merriment of Christmas and turn it into a battle for survival. Facing McKissick, CJ and Alice for a number 1 contender match and coming up short is a tough break.
It’s nothing compared to stepping into the ring with me though, it’s that next step above. Novelty gimmick street fight or not.
I’m going to test whether he’s ready, I’m going to see if he’s the naive kid that he sometimes seems to be or whether he’s a genuinely good man. I’ll stand in that ring with him and trade blows until one of us has to stop - and then we’ll see what he’s made of.
He’s joined King Shit? He needs to show he is worthy of the name.
And right now? I’m not so sure.
But yeah this match is one of those where I have nothing to gain but everything to lose. I should be in that main event taking the title off Angelo, but I guess you can only fight who you’re booked against. It’s not their fault they’ve been booked to face me in this mood.
I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
Kidsgrove looks at her from the computer.
“I’m not obsessing.” He says, rather matter of factly. “I’m strategising.”
“Aha, so what strategy can you get from constantly looking at the Main event of the card? You got a match to concentrate on.”
Kidsgrove sighs, busted.
“Should be me.”
“Yeah and I should be on a beach in Cancun for the holidays, we don’t always get everything. Suck it up, you got an opportunity.”
He raises his eyebrow at her.
“An opportunity? You’re kidding right? I’ve been shunted to the fucking holiday gimmick match. What exactly is this an opportunity to do? Other than take my frustration out on 3 fuckers with novelty candy canes and christmas packages that look like chairs? The only people it’s an opportunity for is the other three dickheads in the match, after all they’re looking at the card right now and they’re thinking “Oh look, we can take down Sam Kidsgrove” It doesn’t matter to them that this is a quintessential card filler, doesn’t matter to them that this match is a novelty joke match. They’re just happy to be on the card up against Sam Kidsgrove and it’s all a nice fun time for everyone involved!
At least that’s what management is thinking. But here’s the problem. The minute you put Sam Kidsgrove in any match, it’s not a nice fun match. It’s not a happy time, it’s not just a filler match.
It’s a fight to the end, it’s Sam Kidsgrove with a massive target on his back and fighting every single fucker who gets in the ring with him to prove a point. That he’s still one of the best in this business and the fact he doesn’t have a contract yet is actually disgraceful.
So yeah, opportunity isn’t the right word for this. Not for me.
It’s anger management. It’s taking out all my frustration on 3 poor saps who had the misfortune to be put in a match with me in the assumption it’s a fun holiday street match segment. They think they have the opportunity to be pushed up, or showcase their talent, or to share the ring with one of the best in the business, but they don’t. Their opportunity is to see which of them gets a Box office Smash first. Their opportunity is to get out of this match in a good enough condition to see their families over Christmas. Their opportunity is survival.
If this was a Christmas movie, then it’s Die Hard. Mine or Bruce’s version, it doesn’t matter, and they’re the guys who are gonna get picked off one by one by a pissed off hero. One by one they’ll come to realise they’re outmatched and outgunned, even if they band together then it doesn’t matter. In fact I would prefer it if they did that, it might even be more fun for me. After all, the more against the odds it is for me to win, the more I relish. The more the odds are stacked against me, the harder I’ll hit and the more I’ll take.
Roman and Regan should know this by now, they should be hitting each other up trying to figure out just how to cope against me. After all, both of them have felt the force of pissing me off lately. Roman laughably thought he’d poke the bear a long time ago, not realising the bear had a long fucking memory and soon dispatched his sorry ass into the shadow realm, so he’s gonna want a bit of payback I think. He’s gonna want to prove to the world that he can beat the great Sam Kidsgrove, that he was right to call me out all those months ago and show that the whole industry should acknowledge his sorry ass.
Well he’s right in one respect, everyone should acknowledge him, everyone should remember him for the guy who flew so high on so little talent or charisma, that the guy actually managed to get matches against some of the best in the business and managed to hold his own in the talent that is the roster of the AW with some of the least talent you could imagine in this industry. He’s basically like the Kristen Stewart of the company.
No talent, no charisma, no skill, no anything other than a vacant expression that makes them both look like they’re being controlled by some droid from a different plane of existence. They have hardly any thoughts between the two of them and have to have someone else take the reins to actually give them a fully functioning person. Hell if Roman and Kristen somehow hooked up and had a baby, that baby would probably have more charisma than both of them from day one - at least when they made a noise then people would acknowledge them.
The only reason Roman managed to get my attention in the first place was because of an extremely jittery board of directors who didn’t like Die Hard being disparaged in a TV show, and even then I flat out ignored it. He’s the epitome of having better things to do and we’ll get to it. Like a procrastination special.”
Kidsgrove stops a moment, thinks for a second.
“Which funnily enough could be the same name to describe anything that Regan does.
She promised so much, she offered us the world. She took the cruiserweight division by storm and then. Just. Melted. Away.
Like her inheritance, or her adolescent railing against her parents by pretending she’s everything they’re not, or her innocence when she first watched a b rated horror movie and created a whole persona on it. It all just went away.
No one looks at a 100lb white girl with a chainsaw and thinks it’s worrying, no one looks at her and thinks “Yeah she’s a sociopath who’ll go and rip people’s heads off. Not nowadays, not in the age of Karen. When they see her turn up to the meat aisle of a Walmart ready to take heads and protest against the murder of animals with that crazy wild eyed vigour of a woman who’s possessed, they aren’t going to run away or be fearful or stop eating meat.
They’re gonna get their phones out, press record and upload a video on Youtube entitled “Crazy vegan Karen wants to see the manager.” and it’ll become a meme within an hour.
Especially after she sacrificed every shred of credibility she had by teaming up with Jill almost as soon as she realised she was outmatched by pretty much everyone outside of the Cruiserweight division. Hell even Roman can give her a run for her money nowadays and put on a great match. Or at the very least she can get her family assets to pay for a 5 star review from Jon Thomas or something despite her match being a dud. After all, she’s one of the classic examples of someone being here just because they’re bored and have nothing else to do.
She could be running her company, she could be making it an ethical foundation for plant based living instead of a slaughterhouse, she could be helping as a business create this new world she’s desperately craving for, but nope. She’s here in AW, ignoring her responsibilities like so many other people here just to chase that precious moment in the spotlight, to make the whole world look at her and for her to be like “This is all about me, me me and me.” She is frankly full of shit with her pseudo morals and her laughable inconsistencies. Almost like she just picked a cause and pretended she’s all about it and helping the poor animals when in reality she’s just wanting to put her own brand of nonsense across and being an activist, albeit unhinged one is the best way to do it.
I dunno, maybe I’m out of touch with modern day social media celebrities. Maybe that’s what makes you famous now? Just being a hypocrite or just being there to do controversial things. Like the more controversial the better because clicks drive engagement and all that shit.”
He shudders
“I can’t imagine being that disingenuous and having my whole life be a lie just because I want to be liked.
I mean I’ve had people accuse me before of all that shit but there’s a big difference between doing this shit for the fans and doing reach outs to help other people than doing things to make your brand seem less toxic.
Cedrone seems to have done that, the balance so far he’s made is great. Granted his wealth came from dubious sources and he must have done some VERY shady dealings to obtain such an obscene level of wealth, especially being in Vegas but at least he gives money away to worthy causes and helps people locally. I’m 100% on board with that and unlike me, he’s lucky.
Lucky that some dickhead hasn’t spent years telling the world that it’s all a fake, that it’s all for show and that the charities somehow don’t exist. Telling the world he’s a silver spooned asshole that didn’t have to work for everything he got.
Now he’s joined King Shit though? Now he’s under Spence’s ever embracing arms of the mother hen, his profile isn’t going to be under the radar.
He’s not going to get away with being all Mr Nice forever, one day some dickhead will try to bring an expose into his business dealings, to try and frame him as a liar, a cheat, a fraud and an evil machiavellian mastermind or some fucking stupid nonsense that only the craven and the cowardly can muster. Now he’s popped his head from under the barrier he’s a target for the weird and the fucked to bring down, because there is nothing that people in this business like more than to knock someone good off their pedestal.
I hope he’s ready for all that, I hope his mental fortitude is high for all the shit that’s gonna come his way because there’s one thing to be a good man in this business, but it’s another thing to be a naive man in this business.
The two things are often mistaken for one another. Jonny better be ready for everything that’s coming his way, he better be ready for someone like me to come into this match, one that’s just a throwaway joke of a holiday match to actually turn it into a real fucking fight. He’d better be ready for someone to shake off the merriment of Christmas and turn it into a battle for survival. Facing McKissick, CJ and Alice for a number 1 contender match and coming up short is a tough break.
It’s nothing compared to stepping into the ring with me though, it’s that next step above. Novelty gimmick street fight or not.
I’m going to test whether he’s ready, I’m going to see if he’s the naive kid that he sometimes seems to be or whether he’s a genuinely good man. I’ll stand in that ring with him and trade blows until one of us has to stop - and then we’ll see what he’s made of.
He’s joined King Shit? He needs to show he is worthy of the name.
And right now? I’m not so sure.
But yeah this match is one of those where I have nothing to gain but everything to lose. I should be in that main event taking the title off Angelo, but I guess you can only fight who you’re booked against. It’s not their fault they’ve been booked to face me in this mood.
I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
