Post by Steve Sinclair on Apr 11, 2017 21:19:46 GMT
Sutton sighs. He rolls his eyes.
“Stand back everyone, here we have, one of them, I'm so much of a badass that I'm going to kill you in middle of the ring. Another one of them emo goth types, so depressed, so dangerous, so over done.”
Scene opens up with Sutton sitting on a tree stump somewhere.
“I had hopes but with a name of Corey Cruelty I pretty much figured where he was going to go. If that little video of yours Corey was meant to intimidate me, if it was meant to make me shake in my Cat work boots, if it was meant to make me piss myself. It didn't. If anything it annoyed me. Like, damn man, I finally get a match where I face a legit opponent. A guy with some talent, some history on Lion's Road of being one of the top guys, and I get the 989th version of Raven. Great.”
Sutton picks up his can of chew.
“It is what it is and that guy isn't gonna change now. For what it's worth that act has worked for him so far here on the Lion's Road and I'm sure there has been guys who have pissed themselves when you climbed in that ring Corey it's just that I ain't going to be one of them. You think in the last three years I haven't already faced a guy like you, who sounded just like you and said the exact same thing as you? Shit, I know a fucking midget who has more stink on his shit than you do.”
Pops the top on his chew can.
“Just so you know Corey, Tomorrow night I'll be in that ring. I'll be ready to fight. I'll be ready to throw down and go blow for blow. From where I sit I don't see a guy I can't beat. I see a guy who will make up excuse after excuse when I do beat him. It'll throw a big old monkey wrench in your big master plan.”
Sutton stuffs his bottom lip.
“See, before, I just wanted to face you, to test myself. I saw your record, googled ya, took a peek at Wikipedia if you believe any of the crap on that site and I thought to myself. He'll be a good test, to see how far I have grown since I sobered up. I might win, I might lose and I was okay with that. Hell I didn’t even care about that Iron Championship you got there and fer for the record, you can just leave that thing at home cuz this here match still isn't 'bout that belt. Yet. But now. After you popped off at the mouth. Well.”
Sutton leans forward and spits.
“Now, Not only do I want to beat ya, beat ya right down through that mat and teach a lesson that when you see Sutton across from your name, you'll know that you're in for one hell of beating. I'm not like some of these flaky fucks who come and go from Lion's Road, appear and disappear two weeks later. I'm not heading on out to Seattle or going back down south, I'm on the Lion's Road till the road uses me up and spits me out. I might be a new face to this here joint, but not to the game of getting bloody and breaking bones and you're going to witness that first hand tomorrow night Corey.”
“Three weeks ago I stood in middle of that ring and said that, that ring is now mine. I own it. It's not something that I say to be a wiseass. It's what I do. I make whereever I's at, mine. That is my world inside them there ropes, you're stepping in Sutton's world and it's a painful world, full of piss, shit, and busted egos. I don't care who you are, what kind of following you have, what your story is here, you're in Sutton's world and the odds of you walking out with your hand raised up.”
Sutton leans forward, spits.
“Well….it's not good. Especially when I just don's like you and that is a problem you have Corey. I just just plain don's like you. You can cut another little video thanking Lion's Road for sticking it to ya when it's all said and done. Just know this, the next time our paths cross. That belt of yours, will come into play.”
Fade out.
“Stand back everyone, here we have, one of them, I'm so much of a badass that I'm going to kill you in middle of the ring. Another one of them emo goth types, so depressed, so dangerous, so over done.”
Scene opens up with Sutton sitting on a tree stump somewhere.
“I had hopes but with a name of Corey Cruelty I pretty much figured where he was going to go. If that little video of yours Corey was meant to intimidate me, if it was meant to make me shake in my Cat work boots, if it was meant to make me piss myself. It didn't. If anything it annoyed me. Like, damn man, I finally get a match where I face a legit opponent. A guy with some talent, some history on Lion's Road of being one of the top guys, and I get the 989th version of Raven. Great.”
Sutton picks up his can of chew.
“It is what it is and that guy isn't gonna change now. For what it's worth that act has worked for him so far here on the Lion's Road and I'm sure there has been guys who have pissed themselves when you climbed in that ring Corey it's just that I ain't going to be one of them. You think in the last three years I haven't already faced a guy like you, who sounded just like you and said the exact same thing as you? Shit, I know a fucking midget who has more stink on his shit than you do.”
Pops the top on his chew can.
“Just so you know Corey, Tomorrow night I'll be in that ring. I'll be ready to fight. I'll be ready to throw down and go blow for blow. From where I sit I don't see a guy I can't beat. I see a guy who will make up excuse after excuse when I do beat him. It'll throw a big old monkey wrench in your big master plan.”
Sutton stuffs his bottom lip.
“See, before, I just wanted to face you, to test myself. I saw your record, googled ya, took a peek at Wikipedia if you believe any of the crap on that site and I thought to myself. He'll be a good test, to see how far I have grown since I sobered up. I might win, I might lose and I was okay with that. Hell I didn’t even care about that Iron Championship you got there and fer for the record, you can just leave that thing at home cuz this here match still isn't 'bout that belt. Yet. But now. After you popped off at the mouth. Well.”
Sutton leans forward and spits.
“Now, Not only do I want to beat ya, beat ya right down through that mat and teach a lesson that when you see Sutton across from your name, you'll know that you're in for one hell of beating. I'm not like some of these flaky fucks who come and go from Lion's Road, appear and disappear two weeks later. I'm not heading on out to Seattle or going back down south, I'm on the Lion's Road till the road uses me up and spits me out. I might be a new face to this here joint, but not to the game of getting bloody and breaking bones and you're going to witness that first hand tomorrow night Corey.”
“Three weeks ago I stood in middle of that ring and said that, that ring is now mine. I own it. It's not something that I say to be a wiseass. It's what I do. I make whereever I's at, mine. That is my world inside them there ropes, you're stepping in Sutton's world and it's a painful world, full of piss, shit, and busted egos. I don't care who you are, what kind of following you have, what your story is here, you're in Sutton's world and the odds of you walking out with your hand raised up.”
Sutton leans forward, spits.
“Well….it's not good. Especially when I just don's like you and that is a problem you have Corey. I just just plain don's like you. You can cut another little video thanking Lion's Road for sticking it to ya when it's all said and done. Just know this, the next time our paths cross. That belt of yours, will come into play.”
Fade out.