Post by Deleted on May 9, 2014 22:59:20 GMT -6
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Friday, May 9, 2014
Okay. So. Technically, yes, my first volume of these my thoughts posted online occurred quite some time ago, if you want to consider my thoughts on the date of March 17, 2014 entitled From the Distracted Mind of Johnny B. my prologue to what is now called The Boneyard.
Moving on, though.
Tonight, there was a few things I had meant to address sooner, but with all the excitement leading up to Best of the Best, the Super Show itself, and its subsequent aftermath, a gal's gotta have some time to herself, f***os!
So for the sake of posterity, here's a bullet-point list of what I'll be touching on:
First off, let's stop all this talk about my match against Daniel Smart. All kidding aside, he was the better man that night. I was hoping that he'd continue that trend and take down that POS Manning, but it wasn't to be. Would The Johnny have been able to get the job done against our new MSW Champion? Maybe one day soon we won't have to wonder! Let's just say that betting against Yours Truly'll leave you a poor, poor man or woman. Anyway, again, whether I messed up at Unstoppable VI or Smart was extra good that night is irrelevant: Smart won, it's a W in the book, and I'm not bitch enough to dwell on it, so neither should any of you in my Crush Crew, or whatever it is you lunatics call yourselves.
Next, and on a brighter note, despite being thrown into a match where every team was thrown together seemingly at random, Yours Truly and his tag-team partner Yugo Phailous triumphed over Chad Vargas and Leo Banks. Some people say you can't polish a turd, or rather, you can, only it'll still be a turd, but I like to think I took a match that a guy like Banks considered a throwaway inconsequence and turned it into something the fans enjoyed. Something that, in the future, will be a foreshadowing of major shit.
Which brings me to a pair of guys that I don't like that aren't Vargas and Banks: Dante and Virgil, collectively known as The Apocalypse. Also known as a pair of gutless punks who soon enough will try to tangle with The Phailer and myself. I mean, just look at how they made their debut - beating down that poor bastard Peyton Von Licht and aligning themselves with that nutjob Neforian. Do you know what that scenario looks like several weeks down the line? Perhaps a little matchy-match between Dante, Virgil and Neforian... against Licht, Phailous and The Pre-Millennium Wrestler?
And speaking of Mr. Phailous, ever since our match at Best of the Best was announced, and even after all was said and done, I've had people coming up to me and asking if I was seriously going to continue to partner up with someone I barely know. The truth is, The Johnny is your stereotypical loner-type, having no want or need for alliances, doesn't get along with most anyone, and is quite the misanthropic scumbag if you think about it! So why the sudden change in tune? This paradigm shift isn't something all that new.
This segues nicely to my thoughts on one Bryan York. Now, settle down, people, this entire situation involving him isn't that big a deal. I mean, who amongst us hasn't had the mother of all terrible days before? I have them every other day! Seriously, though, York did what many considered a major professional wrestling faux pas, and I can't argue that, but at least the silly bastard was making an attempt to back up his cocky talky. It didn't pan out for him, what with his big-deal loss at Best of the Best against another perceived whiner in Tyler Xero, but knowing York as I do, this won't be the last anyone sees of him.
And how exactly do I know York? Well, I'm contractually disallowed to speak of other promotions, so I'll make this vague: he and I are in another promotion together, he and I had beef off and on in said promotion... and he and I are currently the World Tag-Team Champions there! Now ain't that a B?
Speaking of B's, you know, after the wind was taken out of my sails during the tournament, I had thought that my Q rating would take a major hit. After I saw what match I was in at Best of the Best, I thought I was sure it did. But then as time progressed and I regained my confidence, I was able to think much more clearly. Think about it: Who do you consider to be the Top Five Wrestlers in this company? Number One is surely the new MSW Champion Bryce Manning. Number Two is most certainly the new Women's Champion Shawna Martinez. Number Three has got to be Daniel Smart, considering he was this close to being in Manning's position. Number Four is the tricky one: could it be one of the Ladies of Tradition who just came up short at Best of the Best, i.e.: Kat or Marie Porter? Or could it be the guys who also came up short, only at Unstoppable VI, i.e.: Peyton Von Licht and Yours Truly?
For the sake of argument, let's assume it's me. While we're at it, let's assume you neglected to notice that I didn't mention a Number Five. I just thought Five seemed like a nice round number; whoever heard of a Top Four list anyway? So, let's talk about The Johnimant Species. Many overlook me, despite wrestling for 15 years, despite all I've done in this industry, despite the fact that I was mere seconds away from another mere seconds away from being Number One. If we didn't consider the Women of Tradition, which admittedly wouldn't be fair, I could easily see myself as the Number Three guy. Peyton could debate this, but bear in mind, The Johnny didn't get his natural ass beat down at Best of the Best.
So what does all of this mean? Nothing right now. Just remember, you never know when Yours Truly's going to go three-minus-two on you all!
But for now, I've got James Carson to worry about in a couple of weeks. They're calling it a Breakout Night, but ideally it'll only be the talent that try to break out, not their split personalities. Not that I'm saying Carson's got any, just a friendly warning that this is a singles match, and if my partner Yugo felt there was some inside outside interference, he might have to wrangle a motherf***er... or two. Anyway, further thoughts regarding this bout can be viewed in the vignette I filmed earlier today.
Lastly - and I'd like to be as vague as possible about this in regards to the proceeding comments - The Johnny has some plans to... expand upon his allegiant horizons. I've got my eye on some folk, including a Woman of Tradition that I feel will be the perfect liaison between all current and future parties, what with their distinguished demeanour and all. Hell, maybe nothing will come of this. Maybe no one's down with making their own footnotes apparent in my Violence Agenda™®©. Make my volume of brutal lore theirs.
And to that I say...
BITCH, ARE YOU FOR REAL?!
Starfleet out.
B
C
Friday, May 9, 2014
MSW.com Exclusive
Okay. So. Technically, yes, my first volume of these my thoughts posted online occurred quite some time ago, if you want to consider my thoughts on the date of March 17, 2014 entitled From the Distracted Mind of Johnny B. my prologue to what is now called The Boneyard.
Moving on, though.
Tonight, there was a few things I had meant to address sooner, but with all the excitement leading up to Best of the Best, the Super Show itself, and its subsequent aftermath, a gal's gotta have some time to herself, f***os!
So for the sake of posterity, here's a bullet-point list of what I'll be touching on:
- My loss at Unstoppable VI
- My victory at Best of the Best
- My desire to kick a particular tag-teams' ass
- My relationship with Yugo Phailous
- My thoughts on Bryan York
- My perceived ranking in MSW
- My match at Unstoppable VII
- My brilliant idea
First off, let's stop all this talk about my match against Daniel Smart. All kidding aside, he was the better man that night. I was hoping that he'd continue that trend and take down that POS Manning, but it wasn't to be. Would The Johnny have been able to get the job done against our new MSW Champion? Maybe one day soon we won't have to wonder! Let's just say that betting against Yours Truly'll leave you a poor, poor man or woman. Anyway, again, whether I messed up at Unstoppable VI or Smart was extra good that night is irrelevant: Smart won, it's a W in the book, and I'm not bitch enough to dwell on it, so neither should any of you in my Crush Crew, or whatever it is you lunatics call yourselves.
Next, and on a brighter note, despite being thrown into a match where every team was thrown together seemingly at random, Yours Truly and his tag-team partner Yugo Phailous triumphed over Chad Vargas and Leo Banks. Some people say you can't polish a turd, or rather, you can, only it'll still be a turd, but I like to think I took a match that a guy like Banks considered a throwaway inconsequence and turned it into something the fans enjoyed. Something that, in the future, will be a foreshadowing of major shit.
Which brings me to a pair of guys that I don't like that aren't Vargas and Banks: Dante and Virgil, collectively known as The Apocalypse. Also known as a pair of gutless punks who soon enough will try to tangle with The Phailer and myself. I mean, just look at how they made their debut - beating down that poor bastard Peyton Von Licht and aligning themselves with that nutjob Neforian. Do you know what that scenario looks like several weeks down the line? Perhaps a little matchy-match between Dante, Virgil and Neforian... against Licht, Phailous and The Pre-Millennium Wrestler?
And speaking of Mr. Phailous, ever since our match at Best of the Best was announced, and even after all was said and done, I've had people coming up to me and asking if I was seriously going to continue to partner up with someone I barely know. The truth is, The Johnny is your stereotypical loner-type, having no want or need for alliances, doesn't get along with most anyone, and is quite the misanthropic scumbag if you think about it! So why the sudden change in tune? This paradigm shift isn't something all that new.
This segues nicely to my thoughts on one Bryan York. Now, settle down, people, this entire situation involving him isn't that big a deal. I mean, who amongst us hasn't had the mother of all terrible days before? I have them every other day! Seriously, though, York did what many considered a major professional wrestling faux pas, and I can't argue that, but at least the silly bastard was making an attempt to back up his cocky talky. It didn't pan out for him, what with his big-deal loss at Best of the Best against another perceived whiner in Tyler Xero, but knowing York as I do, this won't be the last anyone sees of him.
And how exactly do I know York? Well, I'm contractually disallowed to speak of other promotions, so I'll make this vague: he and I are in another promotion together, he and I had beef off and on in said promotion... and he and I are currently the World Tag-Team Champions there! Now ain't that a B?
Speaking of B's, you know, after the wind was taken out of my sails during the tournament, I had thought that my Q rating would take a major hit. After I saw what match I was in at Best of the Best, I thought I was sure it did. But then as time progressed and I regained my confidence, I was able to think much more clearly. Think about it: Who do you consider to be the Top Five Wrestlers in this company? Number One is surely the new MSW Champion Bryce Manning. Number Two is most certainly the new Women's Champion Shawna Martinez. Number Three has got to be Daniel Smart, considering he was this close to being in Manning's position. Number Four is the tricky one: could it be one of the Ladies of Tradition who just came up short at Best of the Best, i.e.: Kat or Marie Porter? Or could it be the guys who also came up short, only at Unstoppable VI, i.e.: Peyton Von Licht and Yours Truly?
For the sake of argument, let's assume it's me. While we're at it, let's assume you neglected to notice that I didn't mention a Number Five. I just thought Five seemed like a nice round number; whoever heard of a Top Four list anyway? So, let's talk about The Johnimant Species. Many overlook me, despite wrestling for 15 years, despite all I've done in this industry, despite the fact that I was mere seconds away from another mere seconds away from being Number One. If we didn't consider the Women of Tradition, which admittedly wouldn't be fair, I could easily see myself as the Number Three guy. Peyton could debate this, but bear in mind, The Johnny didn't get his natural ass beat down at Best of the Best.
So what does all of this mean? Nothing right now. Just remember, you never know when Yours Truly's going to go three-minus-two on you all!
But for now, I've got James Carson to worry about in a couple of weeks. They're calling it a Breakout Night, but ideally it'll only be the talent that try to break out, not their split personalities. Not that I'm saying Carson's got any, just a friendly warning that this is a singles match, and if my partner Yugo felt there was some inside outside interference, he might have to wrangle a motherf***er... or two. Anyway, further thoughts regarding this bout can be viewed in the vignette I filmed earlier today.
Lastly - and I'd like to be as vague as possible about this in regards to the proceeding comments - The Johnny has some plans to... expand upon his allegiant horizons. I've got my eye on some folk, including a Woman of Tradition that I feel will be the perfect liaison between all current and future parties, what with their distinguished demeanour and all. Hell, maybe nothing will come of this. Maybe no one's down with making their own footnotes apparent in my Violence Agenda™®©. Make my volume of brutal lore theirs.
And to that I say...
BITCH, ARE YOU FOR REAL?!
Starfleet out.