Post by Steve Sinclair on Feb 9, 2014 14:31:29 GMT
A couple of weeks ago in a six man tag match as the match was breaking down and getting all crazy, one Frankie Cocheese slapped Double J with the Toe Tag for the win. It was a big win for the Grey as it leveraged themselves against UWL World Champion Angelo Valour and his title. For the Grey it was a shot across the bow. It sent a message to Valour that we are coming and that this guy, this new guy who just came into the UWL and joined the Frontline is nothing. You are only as strong as your weekest link and your "help" in the form of Double J is not going to help you one ounce. Since this match, how it ended has been forgotten by most. The Grey has been able to gain on the World champion, even with Aphonic joining the frey. The leader of the Frontline and the Grey's biggest star are on a heated crash course with each other with the UWL World title hanging in the balance. If you took a poll no one would even remember how that 6 man tag match ended.....but Double J....he remembers.........
The scene opens up inside of Hatemonger's gym with Double J sitting on a stool in middle of the ring. It's evenging and Nanook along with Hatemonger have called it a night after a long nice work out and some training. The older you get the harder it is to stay in tip top shape and as a result Joe has to put in extra work if he is to complete he "comeback" and once again call himself a World Champion, something he hasn't been able to do since 2008. I guess after 2 years thou you can't call it a comeback anymore.
As Double J sits in middle of the ring he has his eyes closed and his face buried in his hands....
Ever since getting Toe Tagged by Frankie, Double J has been having a never ending headache. He has been doing a good job of hidding it from everyone especially from Nanook who would put him on the DL if he knew what Double J was dealing with. The constant headache has stared playing with his emotions and on this day Joe is bitter and in a foul mood.
"The great Troy Vincent says he hasn't seen a single damn thing that has impressed him. I take the stance of I'm not here to impress the mighty Troy Vincent and then he has says, you have better try to impress someone or you will never get anywhere around here. While I get what he is saying and what he says makes sense I'm just so done with it. If I walked out on the next TV taping and single handly beat the Grey by myself, Troy f*cking Vincent would still say I'm not impressed. There just isn't pleasing that guy. I don't have to prove myself to you Troy. Like my career isn't worth anything because you of all people say I haven't done anything to impress you. Like a guy who used to be........"
Double J rubs his temples hoping that it will easy some of the pain.
"It's funny how you say I'm confused. I'm conflicted. I might be looking for where I fit in around here, where Angelo and I stand and what is going on with Aphonic and the ten thousand new faces who all joined the Grey in the last two weeks and why The Warrior and not Frankie Cocheese is the leader of the Grey but confused is one thing I'm not. Like I said the other day, You need goals in your life and if you want to be a Grand Slam Champion Troy than go become a Grand Slam Champion. I on the other hand want to win the UWL World title and I'm not intrested in the other titles the UWL have. Being a Grand Slam Champion is something I don't want. Like, I want to face Caleb Hart again, if he puts the TV title on the line, fine, But really what I want is to beat Caleb Hart simply because I know I am better than him and I see a victory that got away from me. I want the UWL World title, but Valour has it and I can't challange my teammate now can I? So right now, as long as Valour is champion I can't achieve my goal."
With his eyes still closed Joe looks up and stretches his neck a bit. You can see some releif on his face.
"But you Troy.....yeah you're the one who is confused. You spent, what? Weeks bitching and moaning and complaining about how the UWL won't let you even entertain the thought of challanging for the TV title. You some how have it in your mind that they won't let you lower yourself to compete for the TV title. You play this off like it has broken your heart and your sadden by this. At one point we could have called you Eeyore as you mopped around in the rain crying about the TV title. NOW.....A mere couple of days latter you're like.....F*** the TV title! You want me to be the World Champion than fine, A NEW Troy Vincent is here and you better watch out!"
Joe rubs his neck and lowers his head still keeping his eyes closed thou.
"When you had the World title....they didn't want you as the Champ. Now that you're not the champ, you claim they only want you to be the World Champion and nothing but the World Champion. Now that my friends is confusion. Meanwhile I haven't heard one thing from anyone about you being a champion of any kind, period and maybe, just maybe that is because they are sick and tired of hearing you bitching about...nothing. I've been here for a month and other than you losing to Valour.....again in Toyko I haven't been impressed by a single thing you've done either. You make it sound like if you wanted to, if you felt like it and if you woke up tomorrow and decided it was your time again you can take the World title back from Valour at will when, just 2 weeks ago you had a shot at the title and lost. So stop acting like it's your birth right and you're the only guy around here worthy of holding that title. If the new Troy Vincent is a flip flopper, well congratulations you nailed it."
Joe runs his hand through his hair.
"About the only thing you got correct is that there is something inside of me that is wanting to get out. Maybe you can make a couple of extra bucks at the next psychic fair doing some tarot readings because you did peg me. There is a fire inside of me that is wanting to break free....and like you wanting to be the next TV champion, I choose not to unleash holy hell on you. I keep that bottled up for when I need it. Like in 07 in Philly when I beat everyone to become the King of Philadelphia. It was that fire inside of me that no one saw until it was too late that propelled me to winning the KOP. It also drove me to my second World Championship a couple of months later. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not struggling with my inner tourmil keeping this at bay. I'm perfectly fine and I keep that locked up so when I need a little something, when I need to dig deep down for a little extra, I can pull a little bit of piss and fire out and do something that just might impress you. But no worries Troy..."
Joe opens his eyes.
"I won't have to dig deep this week. I know I can take out the new improved Troy Vincent. I can care less what titles you want to win, I just don't want to see you win anymore matches and this week, I have a say on that. Consider yourself warned."
FTB.
The scene opens up inside of Hatemonger's gym with Double J sitting on a stool in middle of the ring. It's evenging and Nanook along with Hatemonger have called it a night after a long nice work out and some training. The older you get the harder it is to stay in tip top shape and as a result Joe has to put in extra work if he is to complete he "comeback" and once again call himself a World Champion, something he hasn't been able to do since 2008. I guess after 2 years thou you can't call it a comeback anymore.
As Double J sits in middle of the ring he has his eyes closed and his face buried in his hands....
Ever since getting Toe Tagged by Frankie, Double J has been having a never ending headache. He has been doing a good job of hidding it from everyone especially from Nanook who would put him on the DL if he knew what Double J was dealing with. The constant headache has stared playing with his emotions and on this day Joe is bitter and in a foul mood.
"The great Troy Vincent says he hasn't seen a single damn thing that has impressed him. I take the stance of I'm not here to impress the mighty Troy Vincent and then he has says, you have better try to impress someone or you will never get anywhere around here. While I get what he is saying and what he says makes sense I'm just so done with it. If I walked out on the next TV taping and single handly beat the Grey by myself, Troy f*cking Vincent would still say I'm not impressed. There just isn't pleasing that guy. I don't have to prove myself to you Troy. Like my career isn't worth anything because you of all people say I haven't done anything to impress you. Like a guy who used to be........"
Double J rubs his temples hoping that it will easy some of the pain.
"It's funny how you say I'm confused. I'm conflicted. I might be looking for where I fit in around here, where Angelo and I stand and what is going on with Aphonic and the ten thousand new faces who all joined the Grey in the last two weeks and why The Warrior and not Frankie Cocheese is the leader of the Grey but confused is one thing I'm not. Like I said the other day, You need goals in your life and if you want to be a Grand Slam Champion Troy than go become a Grand Slam Champion. I on the other hand want to win the UWL World title and I'm not intrested in the other titles the UWL have. Being a Grand Slam Champion is something I don't want. Like, I want to face Caleb Hart again, if he puts the TV title on the line, fine, But really what I want is to beat Caleb Hart simply because I know I am better than him and I see a victory that got away from me. I want the UWL World title, but Valour has it and I can't challange my teammate now can I? So right now, as long as Valour is champion I can't achieve my goal."
With his eyes still closed Joe looks up and stretches his neck a bit. You can see some releif on his face.
"But you Troy.....yeah you're the one who is confused. You spent, what? Weeks bitching and moaning and complaining about how the UWL won't let you even entertain the thought of challanging for the TV title. You some how have it in your mind that they won't let you lower yourself to compete for the TV title. You play this off like it has broken your heart and your sadden by this. At one point we could have called you Eeyore as you mopped around in the rain crying about the TV title. NOW.....A mere couple of days latter you're like.....F*** the TV title! You want me to be the World Champion than fine, A NEW Troy Vincent is here and you better watch out!"
Joe rubs his neck and lowers his head still keeping his eyes closed thou.
"When you had the World title....they didn't want you as the Champ. Now that you're not the champ, you claim they only want you to be the World Champion and nothing but the World Champion. Now that my friends is confusion. Meanwhile I haven't heard one thing from anyone about you being a champion of any kind, period and maybe, just maybe that is because they are sick and tired of hearing you bitching about...nothing. I've been here for a month and other than you losing to Valour.....again in Toyko I haven't been impressed by a single thing you've done either. You make it sound like if you wanted to, if you felt like it and if you woke up tomorrow and decided it was your time again you can take the World title back from Valour at will when, just 2 weeks ago you had a shot at the title and lost. So stop acting like it's your birth right and you're the only guy around here worthy of holding that title. If the new Troy Vincent is a flip flopper, well congratulations you nailed it."
Joe runs his hand through his hair.
"About the only thing you got correct is that there is something inside of me that is wanting to get out. Maybe you can make a couple of extra bucks at the next psychic fair doing some tarot readings because you did peg me. There is a fire inside of me that is wanting to break free....and like you wanting to be the next TV champion, I choose not to unleash holy hell on you. I keep that bottled up for when I need it. Like in 07 in Philly when I beat everyone to become the King of Philadelphia. It was that fire inside of me that no one saw until it was too late that propelled me to winning the KOP. It also drove me to my second World Championship a couple of months later. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not struggling with my inner tourmil keeping this at bay. I'm perfectly fine and I keep that locked up so when I need a little something, when I need to dig deep down for a little extra, I can pull a little bit of piss and fire out and do something that just might impress you. But no worries Troy..."
Joe opens his eyes.
"I won't have to dig deep this week. I know I can take out the new improved Troy Vincent. I can care less what titles you want to win, I just don't want to see you win anymore matches and this week, I have a say on that. Consider yourself warned."
FTB.