Post by Chris Williams on Jun 30, 2016 10:59:19 GMT -6
Chris Williams holds his cell phone up to his ear, waiting for an answer on the other side. He is sitting outside on his front porch, the sun high up in the sky, beating down on him on this hot and humid day. Still not over his encounter last night with his new tag partner, Michael Smart, Chris is quickly annoyed by how long the phone has been ringing. “Pick up the damn phone, come on” he whispers to himself impatiently. After a few more rings, the phone is picked up and he hears an unexpected voice on the other end.
“Hello, Mr. Cornelius’ office, may I help you?” The voice is shrill – somehow both high-pitched and pompous all at once – and Chris doesn’t recognize who is on the other end. “Uh, yeah… who is this?”
“Hasn’t anyone told you it’s rude to call and ask that? You called the office of Mr. Cornelius, I am his current assistant.” The assistant seems impatient, as though she has been warned that this is not the first time that Chris has attempted to get in touch with IC3. “I know who's office I’m calling, I need to talk to IC3. Where is he?” Williams truly has been calling nearly daily ever since the card went up for the next Unstoppable.
“And who might I be speaking to? As I’m sure you may know, Mr. Cornelius is a very busy man, and often leaves it to me to handle all of his… hmmmm, lesser interests?”
“Tell him this is Chris Williams, and I’m tired of him dodging me all week! I need to speak to him about this handicap match, ASAP.”
The assistant sighs deeply, finally realizing what the purpose of the call is all about. “Ah yes, Mr. Williams. I have been already informed that you have been adamantly calling about this upcoming Unstoppable. As I told you, Mr. Cornelius is only able to prioritize so many items on his agenda, and I have been instructed to handle this matter personally so that you would no longer need to call this office. What is the situation you’d like me to handle for you?”
“Are you saying that the MAIN EVENT match, an MSW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH, is not a priority to IC3?” Chris’ temper is quickly rising, tired of playing second-fiddle in all of IC3’s games. He was going to remember this, one way or another.
“That is not at all what I am saying, Mr. Williams. I am saying that Mr. Cornelius simply has other matters to attend to at the moment. Maybe if you had accepted his offer to join First Class, he would have been able to set aside some time with you. Now, if I have been informed correctly, I believe you have a concern about your match this week? Something about Michael Smart?”
“Yeah, I do! I want this match switched around! Michael Smart needs to team with Frankie Cocheese and Theo Vega against me and Garland!”
“I can’t do that. Your partner, Robert Garland specifically recruited him in this mission you two have against the Capital Crew. Mr. Cornelius clearly must have thought you two couldn’t get the job done on your own, so my guess would be that he decided this would be the best way to ensure the Capital Crew would no longer be able to keep the MSW Heavyweight Championship. He really doesn’t like those two, you know. He’s doing you a favor, because you haven’t been able to do so much as put a dent in the armor of Capital Crew since you have set up your little resistance. They have an iron grip on this company, as much as Mr. Cornelius wouldn’t admit it, and you have done nothing to turn the tide in his favor. So no, Mr. Williams, this match will not be adjusted, because like it or not, you NEED Michael Smart.”
“The only thing I NEED is to get Michael Smart on the opposite side of the ring, so that way when he tries to attack me, he can do it and nobody would be surprised. As far as Cocheese is concerned, what does it even matter at this point? Like you said, IC3 will stop at nothing to get that title off of Cocheese, and this is finally our chance with the title on the line, and the Crew in our sights. Sure, they’ve kicked our asses at every turn, but I rise to the occasion when everything is on the line. You know it, I know it, and they know it. This Saturday would mark the end of the reign of the Capital Crew.
But it WON’T, if you keep Michael Smart where I can’t see him, in my corner! Let him fight alongside the crew, Badger and I can handle this ourselves. This could very well be the match that defines our careers, and I won’t have it end with Frankie standing tall because MICHAEL SMART decided to once again try to end my career by stabbing me in the back! Everyone in this fed says that I can’t trust Badger, that he would turn on me and try to take me out, but nobody seems to bat an eyelash at two mortal enemies tag-teaming together? Look, Badger made a play to try to help turn the tides in our favor. He made a call and added a body on our side of the resistance. I know why he did it, and no I don’t agree with it one bit, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t trust him. Badger would put it all on the line to help me, just as I would do for him. But I know Michael Smart is here to ruin me. And if he gets the chance for even one second, he will try. He will try to attack me from behind, and leave the scraps for the Capital Crew. Hell, he might even go after Badger just because he’s on my side too.
He needs to be taken out of the match.”
Chris waits a moment, waiting for the assistant to respond.
Waiting. Still no response. In fact, it seems the assistant hung up on him after she said the match wouldn’t be adjusted!
“GOD DAMN IT!” Chris spikes his phone into his yard as hard as he can – thank god for Otterbox. He is absolutely furious on the porch, overturning a chair and kicking the brick wall of his home. “Not only do I have to deal with Cocheese, I have to worry about Theo Vega as well. Cocheese alone, I’m ready for. I know I can beat him. With every loss came a new lesson, and I know the Crew can be toppled. With the state they are in right now, it’s the perfect time to finally put my stamp on MSW. Badger and I will forever be known as the ones who took out Frankie Cocheese and his goon squad. We are even prepared for Barrel and the Burb Boys to get involved yet again, because I’m not leaving anything to chance. Is Barrel actually injured? Are the Burb Boys really behind bars? Or is it yet another plan for the Crew to get the jump on us? Hell, Cocheese may even put the call out for some old friends himself, maybe even Tyson Pride. He thinks he’s got a plan to win, something to surprise us with that we won’t see coming. But not this time, we are ready for ANYTHING they have to throw at us.
Nope, our biggest problem is what we threw at ourselves. Badger brought in a man – no, less than a man, because the things that he has done are incomprehensible. Michael Smart and I used to be friends. We were even tag team champions together, before he threw everything away because he wanted what I had – a World Championship. He shattered my arm in the match for the title, a match beforehand we had decided we would fight clean, and leave as friends, with the best man’s arm held up by the other. And when that was finished, he handcuffed me to a ring post and made me watch helpless as he nearly killed Elisabeth in the ring. He shattered her neck. She almost died right in front of me.
So no, while we have succeeded together in the past, I don’t want to EVER team with Smart again. I don’t plan on working with him on Saturday, even if it means I have to win the whole damn match myself. Because this time, it’s all on the line. This time, I will make sure to avenge every loss, every heartbreak, every single goddamn mistake I have ever made in my mission to take down the Capital Crew and become the top dog in Missouri State Wrestling.
This time, I will succeed and become the MSW World Heavyweight Champion.”
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“Hello, Mr. Cornelius’ office, may I help you?” The voice is shrill – somehow both high-pitched and pompous all at once – and Chris doesn’t recognize who is on the other end. “Uh, yeah… who is this?”
“Hasn’t anyone told you it’s rude to call and ask that? You called the office of Mr. Cornelius, I am his current assistant.” The assistant seems impatient, as though she has been warned that this is not the first time that Chris has attempted to get in touch with IC3. “I know who's office I’m calling, I need to talk to IC3. Where is he?” Williams truly has been calling nearly daily ever since the card went up for the next Unstoppable.
“And who might I be speaking to? As I’m sure you may know, Mr. Cornelius is a very busy man, and often leaves it to me to handle all of his… hmmmm, lesser interests?”
“Tell him this is Chris Williams, and I’m tired of him dodging me all week! I need to speak to him about this handicap match, ASAP.”
The assistant sighs deeply, finally realizing what the purpose of the call is all about. “Ah yes, Mr. Williams. I have been already informed that you have been adamantly calling about this upcoming Unstoppable. As I told you, Mr. Cornelius is only able to prioritize so many items on his agenda, and I have been instructed to handle this matter personally so that you would no longer need to call this office. What is the situation you’d like me to handle for you?”
“Are you saying that the MAIN EVENT match, an MSW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH, is not a priority to IC3?” Chris’ temper is quickly rising, tired of playing second-fiddle in all of IC3’s games. He was going to remember this, one way or another.
“That is not at all what I am saying, Mr. Williams. I am saying that Mr. Cornelius simply has other matters to attend to at the moment. Maybe if you had accepted his offer to join First Class, he would have been able to set aside some time with you. Now, if I have been informed correctly, I believe you have a concern about your match this week? Something about Michael Smart?”
“Yeah, I do! I want this match switched around! Michael Smart needs to team with Frankie Cocheese and Theo Vega against me and Garland!”
“I can’t do that. Your partner, Robert Garland specifically recruited him in this mission you two have against the Capital Crew. Mr. Cornelius clearly must have thought you two couldn’t get the job done on your own, so my guess would be that he decided this would be the best way to ensure the Capital Crew would no longer be able to keep the MSW Heavyweight Championship. He really doesn’t like those two, you know. He’s doing you a favor, because you haven’t been able to do so much as put a dent in the armor of Capital Crew since you have set up your little resistance. They have an iron grip on this company, as much as Mr. Cornelius wouldn’t admit it, and you have done nothing to turn the tide in his favor. So no, Mr. Williams, this match will not be adjusted, because like it or not, you NEED Michael Smart.”
“The only thing I NEED is to get Michael Smart on the opposite side of the ring, so that way when he tries to attack me, he can do it and nobody would be surprised. As far as Cocheese is concerned, what does it even matter at this point? Like you said, IC3 will stop at nothing to get that title off of Cocheese, and this is finally our chance with the title on the line, and the Crew in our sights. Sure, they’ve kicked our asses at every turn, but I rise to the occasion when everything is on the line. You know it, I know it, and they know it. This Saturday would mark the end of the reign of the Capital Crew.
But it WON’T, if you keep Michael Smart where I can’t see him, in my corner! Let him fight alongside the crew, Badger and I can handle this ourselves. This could very well be the match that defines our careers, and I won’t have it end with Frankie standing tall because MICHAEL SMART decided to once again try to end my career by stabbing me in the back! Everyone in this fed says that I can’t trust Badger, that he would turn on me and try to take me out, but nobody seems to bat an eyelash at two mortal enemies tag-teaming together? Look, Badger made a play to try to help turn the tides in our favor. He made a call and added a body on our side of the resistance. I know why he did it, and no I don’t agree with it one bit, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t trust him. Badger would put it all on the line to help me, just as I would do for him. But I know Michael Smart is here to ruin me. And if he gets the chance for even one second, he will try. He will try to attack me from behind, and leave the scraps for the Capital Crew. Hell, he might even go after Badger just because he’s on my side too.
He needs to be taken out of the match.”
Chris waits a moment, waiting for the assistant to respond.
Waiting. Still no response. In fact, it seems the assistant hung up on him after she said the match wouldn’t be adjusted!
“GOD DAMN IT!” Chris spikes his phone into his yard as hard as he can – thank god for Otterbox. He is absolutely furious on the porch, overturning a chair and kicking the brick wall of his home. “Not only do I have to deal with Cocheese, I have to worry about Theo Vega as well. Cocheese alone, I’m ready for. I know I can beat him. With every loss came a new lesson, and I know the Crew can be toppled. With the state they are in right now, it’s the perfect time to finally put my stamp on MSW. Badger and I will forever be known as the ones who took out Frankie Cocheese and his goon squad. We are even prepared for Barrel and the Burb Boys to get involved yet again, because I’m not leaving anything to chance. Is Barrel actually injured? Are the Burb Boys really behind bars? Or is it yet another plan for the Crew to get the jump on us? Hell, Cocheese may even put the call out for some old friends himself, maybe even Tyson Pride. He thinks he’s got a plan to win, something to surprise us with that we won’t see coming. But not this time, we are ready for ANYTHING they have to throw at us.
Nope, our biggest problem is what we threw at ourselves. Badger brought in a man – no, less than a man, because the things that he has done are incomprehensible. Michael Smart and I used to be friends. We were even tag team champions together, before he threw everything away because he wanted what I had – a World Championship. He shattered my arm in the match for the title, a match beforehand we had decided we would fight clean, and leave as friends, with the best man’s arm held up by the other. And when that was finished, he handcuffed me to a ring post and made me watch helpless as he nearly killed Elisabeth in the ring. He shattered her neck. She almost died right in front of me.
So no, while we have succeeded together in the past, I don’t want to EVER team with Smart again. I don’t plan on working with him on Saturday, even if it means I have to win the whole damn match myself. Because this time, it’s all on the line. This time, I will make sure to avenge every loss, every heartbreak, every single goddamn mistake I have ever made in my mission to take down the Capital Crew and become the top dog in Missouri State Wrestling.
This time, I will succeed and become the MSW World Heavyweight Champion.”
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