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Post by szymonross23 on Jun 3, 2023 21:02:22 GMT -5
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I flew early into Charlotte, North Carolina wanting to make sure that I was both ready physically and mentally. I’m rarely rattled but I’m still in the early stages of my Action Wrestling career. I can’t afford to be off any night but especially right now, not at the beginning. I have many thoughts, ideas, plans of how I want, need, things to play out.
Let’s be honest my CruiserClash debut went off without a hitch. I did what I said I was gonna do earlier in the night. I got the victory; that’s when everything got weird.
I don’t know this Hotaka, never met him, never spoke to him. He can forget the theatrics, demons and horror films went out when I was a kid. Put your wrestling gear on and step between the ropes if you want to prove some kind of proverbial point of view. Now onto more important things at the moment.
The ride to the hotel is smooth and comfortable. Riding with the drivers window down. I usually try and drive myself to the shows. I like it better that way. It gives me time to think about my upcoming opponent.
Brandon Leno the self proclaimed modern day bohemian. Brando, your little punk ass hipster shit isn’t going to help you much when you walk into the ring with me. In fact there’s a girl named Punky that you can ask on the roster. I’m going to go out on a limb and suggest that you don’t know the full meaning of bohemian.
Do you mean more of the gypsy meaning with all the positive and negative crap you spewed against Taylor? The soul healing that she needed. How’s that going for you this week. You feeling confident. You feeling healed. I believe your feeling a bit of concern to be facing the Baron of Brutality. I’m not your text book wrestler and this won’t be a text book match. I promise that before the bell rings to start the match. You’ll be out witted and thinking about that negative energy. You talked about entering Action Wrestling. You’re correct about about that one. I’m that negative energy. I came to AW for a specific reason and this week it’s worthless trash like you.
This talk about good and bad juju doesn’t jive with me brother. I’m more than grateful for my opportunities given to me in life. My son Slade and his mother Marley and being given an opportunity to fight here in AW. I’ll also shove that juju shit straight up your ass where it belongs. You’re one more weird dude in a long line of weird dudes this business sends into my path. Come CruisherClash you’ll see that my path is once again cleared of weird dudes.
Once I’m in the room on the 12th floor I open the curtains and lookout towards the horizon. I’ve got a weird mf’er this week and it seems he’s recently coming back into the fold of Action Wrestling. He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to make plans. More of a fly by the seat of your pants kind of dude. He’s never going to cut it. Not in this business.
I turn back to the bed and pull my suit and wrestling gear from my bags. I try and get them hung up and freshened up as soon as possible. Looking my best helps me perform my best.
Mr. Psychedelic I think you’ve fried your brains on some shrooms, crack, or whatever. You're doing behind the camera bud… that’s it bud, Mary Jane, your high my guy. That explains a lot about your promos and your wrestling ability. It’s cool man. I say to each their own. If you need some extra bread to snort some shit before our match let me know. I’ve got no problem helping a brother out. I don’t know many dealers so it might be cut with something like flower or whatever dealers cut their shit with.
Nah, never mind, you're fried enough my friend.
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© 'Baron of Brutality' Szymon Ross
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