Post by jackyl on Dec 30, 2005 22:10:35 GMT -5
[The screen fades into a private section of an upscale bar. Sitting in the leather booth is Valor Superstar, Jackyl. Jackyl is wearing a black leather jacket and has a cold Heineken in his hand. With his pursed lips, he takes a sip and then places the bottle back down on the table. The camera zooms in.]
Jackyl: Enough is enough! I have been in this company for over a month and the brass of this company have seen fit to stick me in tag matches, triple threats and now against some mental midget named Martin Paine. I've had it! I am sick and tired of being on the sidelines. I am sick and tired of being looked down upon. Martin Paine, this Sunday is gonna mark the first day of the rest of my life. It will mark a day that will live in infamy!
[Jackyl pounds his fist on the table.]
Jackyl: I have been used and abused. My talents wasted on a bunch of nobodies of wrestling. A bunch of guys who can't tell a wrist lock from a wrist watch. I am the most technically sound man in this business. But I am not Junior Heavyweight. I am no small timer. I deserve better. I am an impact player and I should be treated accordingly. Martin Paine, this Sunday I will use all my frustrations and all my anger and unleash it upon you. Because enough is enough! Its time for me to take my stand and I do so this Sunday! Martin Paine......The Jackyl is on the hunt. Beware.
[Jackyl stands up from his table. He reaches into his pocket and drops a few dollars on the table, paying for his beer. The screen fades to black, as Jackyl walks out to his car.]
Jackyl: Enough is enough! I have been in this company for over a month and the brass of this company have seen fit to stick me in tag matches, triple threats and now against some mental midget named Martin Paine. I've had it! I am sick and tired of being on the sidelines. I am sick and tired of being looked down upon. Martin Paine, this Sunday is gonna mark the first day of the rest of my life. It will mark a day that will live in infamy!
[Jackyl pounds his fist on the table.]
Jackyl: I have been used and abused. My talents wasted on a bunch of nobodies of wrestling. A bunch of guys who can't tell a wrist lock from a wrist watch. I am the most technically sound man in this business. But I am not Junior Heavyweight. I am no small timer. I deserve better. I am an impact player and I should be treated accordingly. Martin Paine, this Sunday I will use all my frustrations and all my anger and unleash it upon you. Because enough is enough! Its time for me to take my stand and I do so this Sunday! Martin Paine......The Jackyl is on the hunt. Beware.
[Jackyl stands up from his table. He reaches into his pocket and drops a few dollars on the table, paying for his beer. The screen fades to black, as Jackyl walks out to his car.]
