Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2014 17:55:36 GMT -6
Ian Windermear is sitting in a big comfy chair in a posh estate he has a drink in his hand and he is looking dead straight into the camera and he has a scowl on his face.
Ian Windermear: You haven't heard from me since I lost to Mike Harrison and maybe that was a little bit of me being pissed off that I lost and a little bit of how I do give a damn about you fans. You see I shouldn't have lost to Harrison but I did am I above losing? No. It happens and I knew I was going to take some bumps and bruises in this company but I'm still the best damn wrestler in this company. I don't need a title to show that.
Ian takes a sip of his drink and then smiles.
Ian Windermear: Do you know what is laughable though? Is that Peyton Von Licht or whomever the hell he is has a chance at winning the title. I've known him for sometime and I think that he sucks. You see if I was put in front of him in this tournament I would have beaten him. But I didn't get that chance and that is alright. I guess the "personal hero" is doing his best and all of that and it is great to see but put him in front of me and I'd beat him.
Ian sighs.
Ian Windermear: I will watch Peyton and I will see if he gets to be in the finals of this tournament for the title but if he losses one of the matches that he has soon I want to face him in the middle of that ring to prove myself once again.
Ian laughs and closes his eyes as the scene fades to black.