Barack Obama
October 7th, 2006, 01:40 PM
We cut backstage here at Dawn of Destiny, sometime after the verbal beat down Kenzo Katana lays down into Rob Cavallo. Sitting down in the halls, on the dirty and cool floor, is Rob himself. He is just chilling out, drinking from a Pepsi can, listening to his iPod. He takes the headphones out of his ears, puts the Pepsi down beside him, and begins to speak.
Rob Cavallo
Just last week, at The Future Is Now, it seemed to be the exact opposite. The future turned out to be delayed, because in the main event of the evening, Darius Falcon triumphed over yours truly. I gave it every ounce of effort I could, and in the end, it was not enough. The Future is not now, but marks my words, it is coming. I only grow stronger with this defeat. But losing, no, that doesn’t piss me off. What really chaps my ass, is that there are some people out there, who do not seem to realize just how good I can be. They think I’m all talk, it’s my skills out of the ring that get me where I am in this business. It is ignorance that gets on my nerves, and there is clearly one man here tonight who possesses such levels of idiocy. That man, is none other than Kenzo Katana.
Kenzo, last week you were used against Lil Finga as a tool. This week is the opposite, no matter what you might think inside your head. I am nothing, let me repeat that, nothing like Lil Finga. We are on the opposite ends of the spectrum, he and I. However, Kenzo, you and I are on the same side of the spectrum. We’re merely on opposite ends. My reasoning behind that, pure and simple, you’re an ass.
You honestly believe that I’m just here because it’s close to home, because I don’t have to travel? You think I’m just some primadonna who thinks he can come in and walk all over the rest, just because I’m prettier than you are? Well, I’ve got news for you, this business is an ugly one. Looks don’t get you very far, it’s all about talent. On my looks alone, I have gotten nowhere. It’s about the choices I’ve made, the matches I’ve won, and heart. Pure and simple, heart. I love wrestling, the only thing I hate about it, is people like you. People who think they can see everything that’s going on, they think they’re better than the rest, and they can run their mouths expecting no consequences to bite them in the ass. You can compare me in the ring to the likes of Darius Falcon, Drake Vinaldi, and Seth Frost. I really don’t give a f*ck.
I do what I do, I’m not here to entertain, I’m here to win. Not knowing that coming into the arena today, that was your biggest mistake. There will be consequences, Kenzo; I’ll shove your words right back down your throat, as if they were razor blades, and they’ll cut you all the way down. There’s only one thing that I can’t stand more than a douche bag like yourself, and that’s a douche bag like yourself, of Asian decent. I’ve had to put up with all the Confucius, fortune cookie bull sh*t, quite frankly it makes me sick. I fled from HCW because of it, but it seems I didn’t go far enough, did I? All you’re doing is contaminating my pride and joy, Kenzo, so lets play a little game tonight.
You be the silly Asian who thinks he’s so f*cking cool, with his kung fu and sh*t. I’ll play the local man, whose been tossed around and beaten down all his life, someone who hasn’t gotten any recognition at all since he joined the business of wrestling. You’re objective is to duck and cover, because my objective is to seek you, and destroy. And mark my words, I will complete my objective tonight, Kenzo. Yeah, I’m the Future, the Prodigy, and the God of Rock. They are merely just nicknames, the personification of excellence, if I may say so myself. But they are only words, Kenzo, just words. And I don’t care how crafty you think I am with my words, I’ll teach you a phrase I’ve heard time and time again.
Actions speak louder than words.
Fade out.
Rob Cavallo
Just last week, at The Future Is Now, it seemed to be the exact opposite. The future turned out to be delayed, because in the main event of the evening, Darius Falcon triumphed over yours truly. I gave it every ounce of effort I could, and in the end, it was not enough. The Future is not now, but marks my words, it is coming. I only grow stronger with this defeat. But losing, no, that doesn’t piss me off. What really chaps my ass, is that there are some people out there, who do not seem to realize just how good I can be. They think I’m all talk, it’s my skills out of the ring that get me where I am in this business. It is ignorance that gets on my nerves, and there is clearly one man here tonight who possesses such levels of idiocy. That man, is none other than Kenzo Katana.
Kenzo, last week you were used against Lil Finga as a tool. This week is the opposite, no matter what you might think inside your head. I am nothing, let me repeat that, nothing like Lil Finga. We are on the opposite ends of the spectrum, he and I. However, Kenzo, you and I are on the same side of the spectrum. We’re merely on opposite ends. My reasoning behind that, pure and simple, you’re an ass.
You honestly believe that I’m just here because it’s close to home, because I don’t have to travel? You think I’m just some primadonna who thinks he can come in and walk all over the rest, just because I’m prettier than you are? Well, I’ve got news for you, this business is an ugly one. Looks don’t get you very far, it’s all about talent. On my looks alone, I have gotten nowhere. It’s about the choices I’ve made, the matches I’ve won, and heart. Pure and simple, heart. I love wrestling, the only thing I hate about it, is people like you. People who think they can see everything that’s going on, they think they’re better than the rest, and they can run their mouths expecting no consequences to bite them in the ass. You can compare me in the ring to the likes of Darius Falcon, Drake Vinaldi, and Seth Frost. I really don’t give a f*ck.
I do what I do, I’m not here to entertain, I’m here to win. Not knowing that coming into the arena today, that was your biggest mistake. There will be consequences, Kenzo; I’ll shove your words right back down your throat, as if they were razor blades, and they’ll cut you all the way down. There’s only one thing that I can’t stand more than a douche bag like yourself, and that’s a douche bag like yourself, of Asian decent. I’ve had to put up with all the Confucius, fortune cookie bull sh*t, quite frankly it makes me sick. I fled from HCW because of it, but it seems I didn’t go far enough, did I? All you’re doing is contaminating my pride and joy, Kenzo, so lets play a little game tonight.
You be the silly Asian who thinks he’s so f*cking cool, with his kung fu and sh*t. I’ll play the local man, whose been tossed around and beaten down all his life, someone who hasn’t gotten any recognition at all since he joined the business of wrestling. You’re objective is to duck and cover, because my objective is to seek you, and destroy. And mark my words, I will complete my objective tonight, Kenzo. Yeah, I’m the Future, the Prodigy, and the God of Rock. They are merely just nicknames, the personification of excellence, if I may say so myself. But they are only words, Kenzo, just words. And I don’t care how crafty you think I am with my words, I’ll teach you a phrase I’ve heard time and time again.
Actions speak louder than words.
Fade out.