Post by Jay Swift on Aug 7, 2013 18:58:42 GMT -4
The scene fades in and we see Jay Swift inside of the AWR promo studio. Clearly, he’s feeling great, as he should be considering that he got his first AWR win last week. But of course, he wants more than just that. He wants to make his way to the top, and he’s willing to put it all on the line no matter what it takes. He’s got his usual smirk on his face as he begins to speak.
Jay Swift: I am not going to lie, getting that first win was great and let me tell you this folks, that was only the beginning. Robert Carr, in the end, turned out to be nothing more than the person I always thought he was. It was nice getting a chance to watch and observe everything taking place last week, and I’ll say that I was impressed with some people and not so impressed with others. One of those people of course, is Rusty Axel. Rusty, I don’t know what gives you the right to criticize me and what I’ve done. Of course, if you’re going to be like many from the old THW that are going to say that I only achieved what I did because I had this guy or this girl in my back pocket, then you can kindly stop speaking because that’s something I’ve been hearing as of late from jealous, bitter people who wish they had it better in THW than what they actually got, or people like you that don’t even know what took place at that company. But of course, I’ll have more words for you later.
My next match is a rather intriguing one to say the least because I am facing a familiar enemy and I am teaming up with a familiar face. Let’s talk about my partner for a moment, the one known as the Slick Doctor. I have to say, in all my years of this business Slick, it’s a hell of an honor. I remember six years ago when I first broke into the NIWF and I saw you cut a promo and wrestle that I instantly became a fan. One of my favorite moments from my NIWF tenure was watching you and B-Man once again become the NIWF Tag Team Champions of the World and of all the people I have ever had issues with in the past when it comes to the NIWF, whether it’s the Bloodbaths, the Destinies or the psycho sluts of the world, I never, ever had an issue with you so teaming up with you will be an honor. I can’t promise that I’ll be playing the role of B-Man for this one night, but I can tell you this, I am going to do the very best that I can when it comes to this match.
Now then, let’s get down to some real business. I see who Slick and I are facing, and I get another flashback to my NIWF past, and not in a good way. My opponents are the Harris brothers and at first, I was actually HOPING that AWR actually signed Lance and Shane Harris, the legendary THW Tag Team that I’ve had many battles with over the years in singles competition, but as it turns out, it’s nothing more than a couple of bread and butter wannabes that have no place in this business. I’m talking about Matt and Bret Harris. Oh my god, someone sound the alarm. I’m really facing a couple of REAL world beaters here aren’t I? Should I even bother breaking them down individually or should I just do it collectively? What difference does it make really? After all, if memory serves me right, neither one of those two clowns have improved, evolved or changed a bit since my NIWF tenure. They just happen to be the same pieces of shit that were everyone’s favorite whipping boys back in the day. So let me pose a question for both of you. Why do you even bother? Why stick around and be a complete waste of AWR’s payroll and a much more deserving wrestler’s roster spot? What purpose do you two even serve anymore, aside from being everyone’s favorite comic relief around here? In other words, you’re both worthless and I can wait until tomorrow to prove it in the ring, but I think I’ll just get it over with and do it right now.
Matt Harris, I don’t think I know much about you, but to be honest, I don’t think I WANT to know anything about you because if I can take a guess as to the kind of person you really are, you’re probably no different whatsoever than your pathetic brother. So you’re a powerhouse eh? You’re this big man. Whatever, your size is probably the only thing that you even have going for you and hell, most people your size are proven to be quite stupid anyway and considering who your brother is, I think it’s damn obvious how low your level of intelligence is. You see Matt, you may not know this, but whatever you’ve done elsewhere probably has no credibility. Since you come from the worst wrestling family in the world, I’m pretty sure there’s so much behind your “21 world titles”. Where did you win those at Matt? The flea market? Or did you draw a picture of a championship belt 21 times and write “World Champion” on it? Or maybe you won all those “world titles” in some backyard company that nobody has ever heard of. I’ve won three world championships in promotions that were recognized worldwide. Please Matt, do us all a favor, learn how to be a real man, or at the very least learn some phonics or something.
And then of course, there’s Bret Harris. Damn, I really have a lot of flashbacks coming now. For those that don’t know, my first two professional matches were in a company named UPCW and that company was absorbed by the NIWF to become its Friday Night Terror brand. The outcomes of my two UPCW matches aren’t exactly important, but I was one of those contracts picked up by the NIWF. So, in my third professional match ever, and in my NIWF debut no less, I was placed in a triple threat I Quit match for the NIWF Provincial Championship, so not only did I have a chance to get my revenge on a woman named Misty Blaze, but I also had a chance to be a champion in very short time. I made my pro debut on May 18, 2007. This NIWF debut took place on May 27, just NINE DAYS LATER. The result? I made the champion quit and I became NIWF Provincial Champion and the king of Friday Night Terror. Who was the champion at the time? BRET HARRIS! Bret, don’t you realize that you’re just not cut out for this business? When in god’s name are you going to realize that? Just five days after I beat you for the title, I beat you AGAIN in a cage match and I sent you packing to the Tornado brand and all these years later, while I’ve become one of the best wrestlers in the world, you’ve been suffering in the Canadian Indy scene doing… uh… nothing. You see Bret, the only reason why people in Canada still hire you and your pathetic family is because you have “connections” to people that feel sorry for you and cater to you like if you were a child. As you know Bret, or maybe not to be honest, this is a MAN’S sport. This isn’t for boys like you who can’t string a sentence together.
So to the Harris brothers, be glad that I won’t waste too much of your time, because I have bigger fish to fry and bigger goals in mind then dealing with a couple of people who have a hard time making sense during their promos, let alone ever winning a match. So you two? You’re about to be struck down, ele…actually, you two aren’t even worthy of hearing my catchphrase, so until Crash TV, I’m out!
Jay Swift: I am not going to lie, getting that first win was great and let me tell you this folks, that was only the beginning. Robert Carr, in the end, turned out to be nothing more than the person I always thought he was. It was nice getting a chance to watch and observe everything taking place last week, and I’ll say that I was impressed with some people and not so impressed with others. One of those people of course, is Rusty Axel. Rusty, I don’t know what gives you the right to criticize me and what I’ve done. Of course, if you’re going to be like many from the old THW that are going to say that I only achieved what I did because I had this guy or this girl in my back pocket, then you can kindly stop speaking because that’s something I’ve been hearing as of late from jealous, bitter people who wish they had it better in THW than what they actually got, or people like you that don’t even know what took place at that company. But of course, I’ll have more words for you later.
My next match is a rather intriguing one to say the least because I am facing a familiar enemy and I am teaming up with a familiar face. Let’s talk about my partner for a moment, the one known as the Slick Doctor. I have to say, in all my years of this business Slick, it’s a hell of an honor. I remember six years ago when I first broke into the NIWF and I saw you cut a promo and wrestle that I instantly became a fan. One of my favorite moments from my NIWF tenure was watching you and B-Man once again become the NIWF Tag Team Champions of the World and of all the people I have ever had issues with in the past when it comes to the NIWF, whether it’s the Bloodbaths, the Destinies or the psycho sluts of the world, I never, ever had an issue with you so teaming up with you will be an honor. I can’t promise that I’ll be playing the role of B-Man for this one night, but I can tell you this, I am going to do the very best that I can when it comes to this match.
Now then, let’s get down to some real business. I see who Slick and I are facing, and I get another flashback to my NIWF past, and not in a good way. My opponents are the Harris brothers and at first, I was actually HOPING that AWR actually signed Lance and Shane Harris, the legendary THW Tag Team that I’ve had many battles with over the years in singles competition, but as it turns out, it’s nothing more than a couple of bread and butter wannabes that have no place in this business. I’m talking about Matt and Bret Harris. Oh my god, someone sound the alarm. I’m really facing a couple of REAL world beaters here aren’t I? Should I even bother breaking them down individually or should I just do it collectively? What difference does it make really? After all, if memory serves me right, neither one of those two clowns have improved, evolved or changed a bit since my NIWF tenure. They just happen to be the same pieces of shit that were everyone’s favorite whipping boys back in the day. So let me pose a question for both of you. Why do you even bother? Why stick around and be a complete waste of AWR’s payroll and a much more deserving wrestler’s roster spot? What purpose do you two even serve anymore, aside from being everyone’s favorite comic relief around here? In other words, you’re both worthless and I can wait until tomorrow to prove it in the ring, but I think I’ll just get it over with and do it right now.
Matt Harris, I don’t think I know much about you, but to be honest, I don’t think I WANT to know anything about you because if I can take a guess as to the kind of person you really are, you’re probably no different whatsoever than your pathetic brother. So you’re a powerhouse eh? You’re this big man. Whatever, your size is probably the only thing that you even have going for you and hell, most people your size are proven to be quite stupid anyway and considering who your brother is, I think it’s damn obvious how low your level of intelligence is. You see Matt, you may not know this, but whatever you’ve done elsewhere probably has no credibility. Since you come from the worst wrestling family in the world, I’m pretty sure there’s so much behind your “21 world titles”. Where did you win those at Matt? The flea market? Or did you draw a picture of a championship belt 21 times and write “World Champion” on it? Or maybe you won all those “world titles” in some backyard company that nobody has ever heard of. I’ve won three world championships in promotions that were recognized worldwide. Please Matt, do us all a favor, learn how to be a real man, or at the very least learn some phonics or something.
And then of course, there’s Bret Harris. Damn, I really have a lot of flashbacks coming now. For those that don’t know, my first two professional matches were in a company named UPCW and that company was absorbed by the NIWF to become its Friday Night Terror brand. The outcomes of my two UPCW matches aren’t exactly important, but I was one of those contracts picked up by the NIWF. So, in my third professional match ever, and in my NIWF debut no less, I was placed in a triple threat I Quit match for the NIWF Provincial Championship, so not only did I have a chance to get my revenge on a woman named Misty Blaze, but I also had a chance to be a champion in very short time. I made my pro debut on May 18, 2007. This NIWF debut took place on May 27, just NINE DAYS LATER. The result? I made the champion quit and I became NIWF Provincial Champion and the king of Friday Night Terror. Who was the champion at the time? BRET HARRIS! Bret, don’t you realize that you’re just not cut out for this business? When in god’s name are you going to realize that? Just five days after I beat you for the title, I beat you AGAIN in a cage match and I sent you packing to the Tornado brand and all these years later, while I’ve become one of the best wrestlers in the world, you’ve been suffering in the Canadian Indy scene doing… uh… nothing. You see Bret, the only reason why people in Canada still hire you and your pathetic family is because you have “connections” to people that feel sorry for you and cater to you like if you were a child. As you know Bret, or maybe not to be honest, this is a MAN’S sport. This isn’t for boys like you who can’t string a sentence together.
So to the Harris brothers, be glad that I won’t waste too much of your time, because I have bigger fish to fry and bigger goals in mind then dealing with a couple of people who have a hard time making sense during their promos, let alone ever winning a match. So you two? You’re about to be struck down, ele…actually, you two aren’t even worthy of hearing my catchphrase, so until Crash TV, I’m out!