Post by PANTHRO on May 5, 2013 15:23:49 GMT -6
The Big L was pacing backstage, dressed in his training gear, a pair of track pants and running shoes with a black tanktop. I was pumped and ready for this battle royal, because the prize at the end of this match would be a title shot. The Big L knew that it would be tough, seeing it be flooded with friends and foes. I was ready for anyone and anything, I blinked a few times taking in deep, slow breaths. My eyes shoot towards the camera with a determined glow in them. I lick my lips ready to speak.
Steve Lenton: In a few hours, The Big L gets back into the ring, not with his partner Justin Brooks no. The Big L gets to handle business alone, he gets to face eight men in that ring for a title shot! Now, the odds, those odds are completely against me, but they’re just about the same for my opponents. However through thick and thin...The Big L ain’t gonna let his feet touch that canvas. Not even if you’re Gouken Haroshi, a giant masked son of a bitch, who I’ve had the pleasure of facing in the past. The Big L knows how you play ball Gouken, he knows how your little sis likes to play, she plays rough.
But if the past tells you anything, it’s that The Big L’s gotta plan for all that B.S. so listen closely, because The Big L knows you’re a busy man. The Big L knows you gotta time machine, and he knows that you’ve gotta part time job in the 90’s as a cartoon villain!! It don’t matter if you’re one of the new guys in this match, looking to make a name for yourselves. Some of you are comin’ from other companies, and some of you got a fire lit under your ass because you had to join Exodus Pro Wrestling, when you had a home.
I take a breath and shake my head with an understanding expression, blinking a bit as I hold my hand out towards the camera.
Steve Lenton: The Big L knows how it might feel if you believe you’ve found somethin’, and then it gets torn outta your hands. I know that feeling the best because I’ve lived that life for a long ass time. BUT....does The Big L care who you are? Naw. Does he see you as dangerous threats to his path to a title? Yes. Is he gonna need to soak his foot in some epsom salt from the ass kicking it’s about to do? You BEST believe it. I’m gonna be in the ring with a few goods like Timmy W and Jimmy Riley, but my foot doesn’t discriminate against the guys I respect. In fact I'd think they would think the same thing. Because as competitors, as allies...when it comes down to it...? We do it for the people in San Diego who want a SHOW. No strings, no bullshit, and no LEGION shit.
We're doing this RIGHT, we're gonna be out there in front of thousands in person, and nearly MILLIONS and MILLIONS of people watching! I feel this excitement deep in my core. It's fueling me, it's makin' The Big L PUMPED UP for the night!But there are a few who'd want to make this night a disaster. Harakiri, another masked man, with his mouthpiece Jamie Essex by his side. See you and Gouken gotta lot in common. You and Kanna talk a lot of shit, and you got your beefy gimps feedin' into it. Now The Big L ain't gonna front, he's gotta Twitter, he knows how the game is played with you and him. And he knows that if the dollars ain't stackin' you're packin'.
He also knows that the big guy behind you is just as much of a threat to me than Gouken. The Big L has seen you compete, has seen what you can do to a man, and has seen where your head lies. Inside of Harakiri, once you get pass Essex, is nothin' short of malicious intent. You're gonna be gunning to take out whoever is in your way. The Big L says...I'm waiting. So it's like this, The Big L is doin' all this talkin' he's talking all of this crap, and what does he have to show to let people know he's the real deal...?
My eyes turn serious, the lens was focused on me as I didn't budge.
Steve Lenton: This show? The Big L is gonna show you.
I march off to the right, and leave the scene. I was ready for a fight, and I had all the tools to win it. It was gametime, and I had to come into this match clutch.
Fade. Static. End.
Steve Lenton: In a few hours, The Big L gets back into the ring, not with his partner Justin Brooks no. The Big L gets to handle business alone, he gets to face eight men in that ring for a title shot! Now, the odds, those odds are completely against me, but they’re just about the same for my opponents. However through thick and thin...The Big L ain’t gonna let his feet touch that canvas. Not even if you’re Gouken Haroshi, a giant masked son of a bitch, who I’ve had the pleasure of facing in the past. The Big L knows how you play ball Gouken, he knows how your little sis likes to play, she plays rough.
But if the past tells you anything, it’s that The Big L’s gotta plan for all that B.S. so listen closely, because The Big L knows you’re a busy man. The Big L knows you gotta time machine, and he knows that you’ve gotta part time job in the 90’s as a cartoon villain!! It don’t matter if you’re one of the new guys in this match, looking to make a name for yourselves. Some of you are comin’ from other companies, and some of you got a fire lit under your ass because you had to join Exodus Pro Wrestling, when you had a home.
I take a breath and shake my head with an understanding expression, blinking a bit as I hold my hand out towards the camera.
Steve Lenton: The Big L knows how it might feel if you believe you’ve found somethin’, and then it gets torn outta your hands. I know that feeling the best because I’ve lived that life for a long ass time. BUT....does The Big L care who you are? Naw. Does he see you as dangerous threats to his path to a title? Yes. Is he gonna need to soak his foot in some epsom salt from the ass kicking it’s about to do? You BEST believe it. I’m gonna be in the ring with a few goods like Timmy W and Jimmy Riley, but my foot doesn’t discriminate against the guys I respect. In fact I'd think they would think the same thing. Because as competitors, as allies...when it comes down to it...? We do it for the people in San Diego who want a SHOW. No strings, no bullshit, and no LEGION shit.
We're doing this RIGHT, we're gonna be out there in front of thousands in person, and nearly MILLIONS and MILLIONS of people watching! I feel this excitement deep in my core. It's fueling me, it's makin' The Big L PUMPED UP for the night!But there are a few who'd want to make this night a disaster. Harakiri, another masked man, with his mouthpiece Jamie Essex by his side. See you and Gouken gotta lot in common. You and Kanna talk a lot of shit, and you got your beefy gimps feedin' into it. Now The Big L ain't gonna front, he's gotta Twitter, he knows how the game is played with you and him. And he knows that if the dollars ain't stackin' you're packin'.
He also knows that the big guy behind you is just as much of a threat to me than Gouken. The Big L has seen you compete, has seen what you can do to a man, and has seen where your head lies. Inside of Harakiri, once you get pass Essex, is nothin' short of malicious intent. You're gonna be gunning to take out whoever is in your way. The Big L says...I'm waiting. So it's like this, The Big L is doin' all this talkin' he's talking all of this crap, and what does he have to show to let people know he's the real deal...?
My eyes turn serious, the lens was focused on me as I didn't budge.
Steve Lenton: This show? The Big L is gonna show you.
I march off to the right, and leave the scene. I was ready for a fight, and I had all the tools to win it. It was gametime, and I had to come into this match clutch.
Fade. Static. End.