Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2020 15:01:06 GMT -5
Cameras cut to backstage where Griffin Hawkins is, dressed in black jeans and a Marilyn Monroe T-Shirt. He is sitting on a backstage cart with his head down, pondering on things before finally speaking for the camera.
"All our lives...we dream of having it all. We imagine what its like to have what we want. To hold the most important thing in the industry in the palm of our hands...to be called THE greatest of all time....then we wake up."
He looks up to the camera, showing his face for the first time.
"We wake up...and realize it's all just a dream. And we know that if we want to become what we strive to be, we have to work for it. Everything that I have in my career..I've earned it. While some chose to curry favor with the boss...I went out and fought the best in the industry to earn the name of the Jukebox Hero. But on the other side of the coin there are others who believe they are entitled to whatever they want without working for it. People such as Angel Kash, Summer Page...and recently....my opponent...Hayley Halsey."
A small chuckle escapes his lips.
"Damn girl...for someone who complains so much, you sure are bitter. It's actually a crying shame you know? You wanna know what my problem..hell..everyone's problem with you is? You complain about everything...you think the whole world should just give you whatever the hell you want without ever earning it. Here's the reality of it all Hayley..the whole world doesn't revolve around you. You're not bigger than me...and you sure as fuck are not bigger than Empire Wrestling. You can show all the footage of how you got screwed..or whatever..but all referees decisions are final. You had your chance, and now it's time you head to the back of the line to work your way up through the long line of contenders..and that includes me."
He slowly steps off the cart.
"You see, tonight you and me are gonna clash for the first time ever. No more social media back and forth..it's gonna be face to face. You..and me..one on one. And if you think you're just gonna breeze right through me just like that on your road to the National Title, then you've got another thing coming. You can't kill the metal..the metal will live on. I've been in the ring with bigger, badder, tougher..and a hell of a lot more intimidating than you. I'm not overlooking you, not by one bit. Because I've seen just how good you are...but better than me? I don't think so. See, I got plans in this company...and it all starts with the National Title, but I'm not gonna whine and cry and throw a temper tantrum like a baby which you seem to do every time you're on social media. I'm willing to EARN it, and the road to the gold starts with you. The wheels are already set in motion..and it's time that the self proclaimed "Chosen One" gets rocked."
He walks away as the camera crew pack everything up.
"All our lives...we dream of having it all. We imagine what its like to have what we want. To hold the most important thing in the industry in the palm of our hands...to be called THE greatest of all time....then we wake up."
He looks up to the camera, showing his face for the first time.
"We wake up...and realize it's all just a dream. And we know that if we want to become what we strive to be, we have to work for it. Everything that I have in my career..I've earned it. While some chose to curry favor with the boss...I went out and fought the best in the industry to earn the name of the Jukebox Hero. But on the other side of the coin there are others who believe they are entitled to whatever they want without working for it. People such as Angel Kash, Summer Page...and recently....my opponent...Hayley Halsey."
A small chuckle escapes his lips.
"Damn girl...for someone who complains so much, you sure are bitter. It's actually a crying shame you know? You wanna know what my problem..hell..everyone's problem with you is? You complain about everything...you think the whole world should just give you whatever the hell you want without ever earning it. Here's the reality of it all Hayley..the whole world doesn't revolve around you. You're not bigger than me...and you sure as fuck are not bigger than Empire Wrestling. You can show all the footage of how you got screwed..or whatever..but all referees decisions are final. You had your chance, and now it's time you head to the back of the line to work your way up through the long line of contenders..and that includes me."
He slowly steps off the cart.
"You see, tonight you and me are gonna clash for the first time ever. No more social media back and forth..it's gonna be face to face. You..and me..one on one. And if you think you're just gonna breeze right through me just like that on your road to the National Title, then you've got another thing coming. You can't kill the metal..the metal will live on. I've been in the ring with bigger, badder, tougher..and a hell of a lot more intimidating than you. I'm not overlooking you, not by one bit. Because I've seen just how good you are...but better than me? I don't think so. See, I got plans in this company...and it all starts with the National Title, but I'm not gonna whine and cry and throw a temper tantrum like a baby which you seem to do every time you're on social media. I'm willing to EARN it, and the road to the gold starts with you. The wheels are already set in motion..and it's time that the self proclaimed "Chosen One" gets rocked."
He walks away as the camera crew pack everything up.