Post by Chris Williams on Jun 1, 2016 22:27:31 GMT -6
The camera is focused on Chris Williams, sitting at a table inside of Drew Stevenson’s newest gym. The gym has multiple cameras set up to allow competitors to watch video of their sparring sessions, and one in particular is focused on Chris. He is in his training attire, black gym sport pants and a fitted t-shirt, but he doesn’t even look like he has broken a sweat yet. Instead, Williams is sitting at the table, laughing loudly and having a seemingly good time. He speaks in a higher pitched voice, as if talking to a child.
“HAAAAHAHAHAHA! Oh buddy boy that was funny! You made a funny thing out of that serious thing I did! You are so darn edgy, Clyde!”
Williams wiggles his finger at the camera and smiles, as an adult would to an infant.
“Little Beta Clyde is just so clever that he decided to just make a funny little video instead of actually saying something new or interesting! Clever, funny boy! How adorable.”
Williams now wags his finger as fiercely as Dikembe Mutombo.
“But those little funnies aren’t going to decide this match, are they? No they won’t, no no no not in my house! Just like you don’t decide anything in the Capital Crew, right Little Beta Clyde?”
Feeling satisfied that his point was made, Williams continues talking in his normal voice.
“Wait… no that’s not right. I bet Frankie threw you a bone and let you pick out what color to spray paint the title with… right? Right? Eeesh, I hope you aren’t THAT whipped. Oh well, I guess that’s the role you choose when you decided to stand in line behind Cocheese. You can talk about being tigers all you want, but your actions speak louder than those words. Frankie says jump, you jump. He’s called the shots for the Crew since the beginning, and you’ve followed rank and file all the way. Cocheese isn’t called “The Don” for no reason. What does he have on you to keep you in line, Little Beta Clyde? Is it fear? Are you afraid of big, bad Frankie Cocheese? The guy that you said was always being looked over by everyone, time and time again? Which by the way is complete bullcrap - Cocheese is a multiple-time world champion, he's been a dominant force in nearly every federation he’s been apart of. Trust me, he and I go back farther than the two of you. His return dominated the MSW News headlines, and he immediately captivated the MSW Universe. There wasn’t a single person in the building overlooking him on any night, so now you’re just talking out of that OTHER hole….
So maybe it’s jealousy that keeps you in line? So jealous of everything that Frankie has done, that you think maybe some of that will rub off on you? A little ‘Magic Cheese’ dust or something? Who knows, maybe it already has… you are a champion, after all. I guess that strategy could work for you, but do you really think Frankie would ever let you take the MSW World Heavyweight Championship without him? No, I don’t think so either, Little Beta Clyde.
So what else could it be? Well boys and girls, I think I may have the answer as to what makes FOUR GROWN MEN willingly admit that they can’t even be leaders of their own little group, let alone an entire federation.
You see, I happened to stumble upon a piece of paper. It had some fancy letterhead, had some words on it, as papers often do, and it was signed at the bottom by a whole bunch of people. So I guess that would make that piece of paper a CONTRACT! So, without further ado, I’m about to give MSW an exclusive… the world premiere of the contents of this fabled contract we all just heard about!”
Williams pulls out a crinkled piece of paper. ‘MSW’ is written at the top in pencil and circled, the professional letterhead that Williams referred to. At the bottom, ‘a whole bunch of people’ is literally written, but no actual names or signatures. Williams flattens out the paper to read the contents of this clearly fake contract.
“Wow Clyde, I never knew! What an awful childhood you must have had! To be a six-foot tall ten year old that was the one that GOT bullied… wow. Ladies and gentlemen of the MSW Universe, each and every one of you please make sure to give Little Beta Clyde a big hug from me the next time you see it. He needs to know that it wasn’t his fault he was such an awful child.
You see, Clyde? I can make stuff up, too! It’s a bunch of fun, I’ll admit. But come Saturday, the jokes won’t win you this match. Hell, even hitting the Steel Screwdriver won’t win you the match. I mean sure, I’ll be five thousand dollars poorer, but I’m still gonna get back up before the three-count. And when you finally make that mistake and give me my opening? It’ll be over before you know it.
So you can stand there in your apartment and just respond with jokes to what I say, that’s fine. But I’ve got more than enough talent to take you down. And there is absolutely nothing funny about my monster. You will understand exactly what I mean on Saturday.
But I will take a minute of my own and actually respond to some of the garbage you want to throw my way. Little Beta Clyde believes that his Alpha is always going to have his back, until the end of time? That’s a great thought, but it actually just exposes how little you know Frankie. It takes one veeeeery naive individual to think that Frankie isn’t only out for Frankie. Again Barrel, you say that you two are always ‘ride or die’. You’ve been together, what… two years maybe? I’m honestly not even sure it’s that long. I’ve been wrestling Cocheese for twice that. And I watched him evolve from the scrappy underdog rapper, to the talented and vicious lone wolf, to one of the pillars of the Black House, to ‘The Don’ he is today. But one thing about him has always stood the test of time. Frankie Cocheese was out for Frankie Cocheese. Even in a tag team of only TWO people, it didn’t matter. Frankie cast aside Roach when he no longer needed him. You truly believe he won’t do the same to you at some point? Don’t be naive.
So, you and Frankie have been wrestling together for two years and are ‘ride or die’… maybe. So what does that make Badger and I, who have been wrestling together for a DECADE? I’ll tell you. It means I know EXACTLY what I get with Badger, just like I’ve been saying since he returned. Badger WILL be ready to have my back at the drop of a hat. And considering you SCURRIED AWAY from a five on two - deny it all you want - I can’t wait to see what happens when you stand against three of us. You think I’m afraid? Well I KNOW you are. You’re afraid of me taking out that knee. You’re afraid of me taking that title. And you're afraid of what will happen when I eventually topple Frankie Cocheese.
MSW Universe? Sit back and enjoy the show.
And Little Beta Clyde, one last thing: I’m a die-hard Spartan, and I bleed Green and White. I can’t wait to show the world how much YOU can bleed at Unstoppable.”
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“HAAAAHAHAHAHA! Oh buddy boy that was funny! You made a funny thing out of that serious thing I did! You are so darn edgy, Clyde!”
Williams wiggles his finger at the camera and smiles, as an adult would to an infant.
“Little Beta Clyde is just so clever that he decided to just make a funny little video instead of actually saying something new or interesting! Clever, funny boy! How adorable.”
Williams now wags his finger as fiercely as Dikembe Mutombo.
“But those little funnies aren’t going to decide this match, are they? No they won’t, no no no not in my house! Just like you don’t decide anything in the Capital Crew, right Little Beta Clyde?”
Feeling satisfied that his point was made, Williams continues talking in his normal voice.
“Wait… no that’s not right. I bet Frankie threw you a bone and let you pick out what color to spray paint the title with… right? Right? Eeesh, I hope you aren’t THAT whipped. Oh well, I guess that’s the role you choose when you decided to stand in line behind Cocheese. You can talk about being tigers all you want, but your actions speak louder than those words. Frankie says jump, you jump. He’s called the shots for the Crew since the beginning, and you’ve followed rank and file all the way. Cocheese isn’t called “The Don” for no reason. What does he have on you to keep you in line, Little Beta Clyde? Is it fear? Are you afraid of big, bad Frankie Cocheese? The guy that you said was always being looked over by everyone, time and time again? Which by the way is complete bullcrap - Cocheese is a multiple-time world champion, he's been a dominant force in nearly every federation he’s been apart of. Trust me, he and I go back farther than the two of you. His return dominated the MSW News headlines, and he immediately captivated the MSW Universe. There wasn’t a single person in the building overlooking him on any night, so now you’re just talking out of that OTHER hole….
So maybe it’s jealousy that keeps you in line? So jealous of everything that Frankie has done, that you think maybe some of that will rub off on you? A little ‘Magic Cheese’ dust or something? Who knows, maybe it already has… you are a champion, after all. I guess that strategy could work for you, but do you really think Frankie would ever let you take the MSW World Heavyweight Championship without him? No, I don’t think so either, Little Beta Clyde.
So what else could it be? Well boys and girls, I think I may have the answer as to what makes FOUR GROWN MEN willingly admit that they can’t even be leaders of their own little group, let alone an entire federation.
You see, I happened to stumble upon a piece of paper. It had some fancy letterhead, had some words on it, as papers often do, and it was signed at the bottom by a whole bunch of people. So I guess that would make that piece of paper a CONTRACT! So, without further ado, I’m about to give MSW an exclusive… the world premiere of the contents of this fabled contract we all just heard about!”
Williams pulls out a crinkled piece of paper. ‘MSW’ is written at the top in pencil and circled, the professional letterhead that Williams referred to. At the bottom, ‘a whole bunch of people’ is literally written, but no actual names or signatures. Williams flattens out the paper to read the contents of this clearly fake contract.
I, Frankie Lynn Cocheese, have this contract with MSW that’s gonna let me do a whole bunch of stupid things. But first, I need my Crew. Ah shit, I spelled Crew with a capital C. Okay, Capital Crew it is. That’s what we’ll call these idiots. But I don’t know who they are, you gotta find them for me. First, I need two absolute morons, preferably brothers, who don’t know their ass from a hole in the ground. Second, some guy who fancies himself as some ‘indie darling’ that just hasn’t made it big yet. Lie to him and tell him this will be his big break, should be all you need. And finally, I need the biggest sonofabitch you can find, but he has to have a complete Beta mentality. I can’t have anyone challenging my authority. This guy probably was beat as a child if he even looked his parents in the eyes. I need a mopey, preferably mentally-challenged man-monster that is so Beta, he practically rubs against my legs like an obedient dog. Once I have these idiots, I’ll come to MSW and do all kinds of crappy things, because I’m a waste of human space, but not as much as these idiots.
“Wow Clyde, I never knew! What an awful childhood you must have had! To be a six-foot tall ten year old that was the one that GOT bullied… wow. Ladies and gentlemen of the MSW Universe, each and every one of you please make sure to give Little Beta Clyde a big hug from me the next time you see it. He needs to know that it wasn’t his fault he was such an awful child.
You see, Clyde? I can make stuff up, too! It’s a bunch of fun, I’ll admit. But come Saturday, the jokes won’t win you this match. Hell, even hitting the Steel Screwdriver won’t win you the match. I mean sure, I’ll be five thousand dollars poorer, but I’m still gonna get back up before the three-count. And when you finally make that mistake and give me my opening? It’ll be over before you know it.
So you can stand there in your apartment and just respond with jokes to what I say, that’s fine. But I’ve got more than enough talent to take you down. And there is absolutely nothing funny about my monster. You will understand exactly what I mean on Saturday.
But I will take a minute of my own and actually respond to some of the garbage you want to throw my way. Little Beta Clyde believes that his Alpha is always going to have his back, until the end of time? That’s a great thought, but it actually just exposes how little you know Frankie. It takes one veeeeery naive individual to think that Frankie isn’t only out for Frankie. Again Barrel, you say that you two are always ‘ride or die’. You’ve been together, what… two years maybe? I’m honestly not even sure it’s that long. I’ve been wrestling Cocheese for twice that. And I watched him evolve from the scrappy underdog rapper, to the talented and vicious lone wolf, to one of the pillars of the Black House, to ‘The Don’ he is today. But one thing about him has always stood the test of time. Frankie Cocheese was out for Frankie Cocheese. Even in a tag team of only TWO people, it didn’t matter. Frankie cast aside Roach when he no longer needed him. You truly believe he won’t do the same to you at some point? Don’t be naive.
So, you and Frankie have been wrestling together for two years and are ‘ride or die’… maybe. So what does that make Badger and I, who have been wrestling together for a DECADE? I’ll tell you. It means I know EXACTLY what I get with Badger, just like I’ve been saying since he returned. Badger WILL be ready to have my back at the drop of a hat. And considering you SCURRIED AWAY from a five on two - deny it all you want - I can’t wait to see what happens when you stand against three of us. You think I’m afraid? Well I KNOW you are. You’re afraid of me taking out that knee. You’re afraid of me taking that title. And you're afraid of what will happen when I eventually topple Frankie Cocheese.
MSW Universe? Sit back and enjoy the show.
And Little Beta Clyde, one last thing: I’m a die-hard Spartan, and I bleed Green and White. I can’t wait to show the world how much YOU can bleed at Unstoppable.”
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