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MNM#3 - Single's Match - CMS vs. Biggs
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It's about four hours until Monday Night Mayhem is scheduled to start, and Biggs has made his way to the arena, arriving in his blue Toyota Prius. He grabs his APW Overdrive Championship belt from the passenger's seat as he gets out of his car, clad in blue jeans with designer sneakers and a blue and white leather jacket. Biggs slings his belt over his shoulder as he pops the trunk, and he pulls out his gym bag and ring jacket, which is a hanger encased in a garment bag. Once all of his gear is in hand, Biggs heads towards the hallways, looking for the locker rooms. As he's on his way, he runs into a crew member backstage, and stops him, despite the fact that the slightly rotund man is obviously busy.
Biggs: Where's my dressing room?
The crew member, who is quite pudgy, has thin brown hair, and coke bottle glasses, pulls out his clipboard, looking at the layout of the arena.
Crew Member: It looks like you don't have your own dressing room tonight, Biggs.
Biggs: Okay, where's the boss? Part of my contract stipulates that I get my own dressing room. I have a thing about not wanting to change with the other guys, too many wandering eyes on their part.
Crew Member: Mr. Montana is quite busy. If you'd like, I could maybe find you a spare room or closet, but it'll take some time!
Biggs: Do I look like the kind of guy that changes in a broom closet? Hardly! Just tell me where Montana is!
Crew Member: Well, his office is down the hall that way, but you probably don't want to interrupt him! He's very busy this time before the show.
Biggs: I don't care. If you haven't noticed, I am the current APW Overdrive Champion, and the fact that I decided to come to IWF to help them in their relaunch means that the higher ups should be thanking their lucky stars that I'm here. I have headlined pay per views, I have won championships where ever I've been, and I am the premiere talent in professional wrestling today. The fact is that I don't need to be here in IWF to further cement my already stellar legacy, I'm doing IWF a favor by merely being here. If you don't get me a meeting with Mr. Montana immediately, I'll see to it that you lose your job...
Crew Member: I'll see what I can do!
The crew member scurries off, and Biggs has an annoyed look on his face. After a few minutes, the crew member runs back, slightly winded.
Crew Member: Mr. Montana wanted me to tell you that he's sorry about the lack of an empty room, but despite your reputation, he doesn't feel that you have done anything here in IWF to warrant your own dressing room quite yet...
Biggs is visibly angered by this, but maintains his composure. The crew member is very uneasy about the news he has just delivered to Biggs. Biggs seethes with anger for a few moments before replying to the nervous man.
Biggs: It is in my contract. Quite simply put, I do not want any of the guys to oogle me when I change into my gear, and I don't trust the people here with my belongings. Simply direct me to the locker room where the least amount of guys are.
Crew Member: That would be the one down hall D. It's all the way down there, take a right at the fork, and it's the second door on the left. I don't think any of the other guys have checked in for that locker room yet.
Biggs: If I were you, I'd make sure that nobody else does.
Crew Member: I can't do that...
Biggs: (threatening) You can't or you won't? I don't what you have to do, just make sure that I get the next 15 minutes alone to change into my gear.
Crew Member: I can't make any guarantees, but I'll try my best!
Biggs: You're best better be good enough.
Biggs angrily walks down the hall, and eventually reaches the dressing room. When he gets there, it is empty. He locks the door, and changes into his gear, sliding on his white and blue singlet, his boots with blue kick pads, blue elbow pads and gloves, and finally, his signature blue shades. Biggs then places his other clothes and gym bag inside it as well, pulling out a combination pad lock of the front pocket of his bag, slamming the locker shut and locking it to prevent anyone else from getting into it. Biggs then clasps his APW Overdrive Championship belt around his waist, and puts on his ring jacket, before unlocking the door, and heading out towards the backstage interview area.
Carl Long is standing next to a table where Kenny Lane and Josh Hart are both seated at the designated backstage interview set. The announce team is chatting it up as Biggs approaches, and when he reaches the table, Kenny Lane speaks to him.
Kenny Lane: Biggs, you're right on time for you interview. Since this is your first promo here in IWF, we're going to tape it and play it to the between the first and second dark match, just to introduce the crowd to you. I'm sure that some of these people will already know who you are, but many of them won't, so that's why we're doing it this way.
Biggs: Listen Lane, this isn't my first barbecue. I've been through all this before, so let's quit the small talk and get to business.
Kenny Lane: Just because you're a champion elsewhere doesn't mean that you're entitled to treat us here in IWF like crap. You best be watching your attitude, otherwise there may be consequences.
Biggs: Fine, whatever, let's just get started.
Carl Long and Biggs stand in front of the lighted set as the cameraman counts them down, 3...2...1...
Carl Long: Ladies and gentlemen, I am backstage with a man who is making his IWF television debut here tonight, taking on CMS, none other than Biggs! Biggs, what thoughts are going through your head as you make your TV debut here tonight?
Biggs: What kind of question is that, Carl? Only the most boring, predictable question you could ask in an interview. What are you're thoughts? Please, pal, if you can't be more original, then don't waste my time.
Biggs snatches the microphone from Carl, and shoves him off camera.
Biggs: Listen people, what Carl forgot to mention in his little intro is that I am not only the current APW Overdrive Champion, but I am one of the biggest stars in wrestling today! Just because this is my first televised match in the IWF doesn't mean I'm some kind of rookie or unknown trying to make a name for himself. No, I'm here to help the IWF, give it a sense of legitimacy that it was lacking in the past. Any fed that has to close it's doors for six months must have had some pretty big problems, and I'm simply here to make sure that it doesn't have to close it's doors again right away. For those of you who know me, and there are a few of you, you realize the skill, craftiness and pride I bring to the ring, and for those of you who don't have the slightest clue who I am, you'll find out soon enough. I have no illusions of thinking that any of you will like me, or cheer for me, because quite frankly, I could care less what you think of my methods, just that you recognize my greatness. However, my opponent tonight, one Carlos Mario Sequeira, seems to be having a bit of an issue determining where he stands. The way I see it, CMS is too bad to stay on the side of angels, but too good to truly cross the line, to do whatever it takes to win. I know that CMS tries to pass himself off as hard and ruthless, and I know that he tagged himself in for a cheap win last week, but the fact is that he has done nothing to convince me that he is as bad as he claims to be.
Biggs pauses to adjust his shades.
Biggs: CMS, when you cost Adam Freeman the victory last week, you didn't show yourself to be ruthless or conniving, just that you're selfish. Granted, I'm hardly one to talk about being selfish, because I know that I am, but at least I have sense enough to know who I am, and not constantly wrestle with my inner demons. And that is why I have the advantage tonight, CMS, not just because of my already sterling career, amassing championships and headlining pay per views where ever I've wrestled, but because in that ring, I only have to wrestle you, while you not only have to contend against me, but also yourself. I'll be honest, CMS, I hope that you're able to figure out who you are, the ruthless, do-whatever-it-takes to win son of a gun, or the weak little man who knows that despite all of his posturing he's really not capable of doing what is needed of him to win. I sincerely hope it's the former, otherwise, I'm in for an easy night. And while I'd still be able to wow the crowd with my technical prowess and speed, I want to feel like I actually accomplished something tonight. Whichever CMS shows up though will realize by the end of the match that I am the premiere wrestling talent in the world today, that I am the greatest APW Overdrive Champion of all time, and soon to be the very best wrestler the IWF has ever seen! Why? Because I am quite simply out of this world!
Biggs tosses the mic down and walks off camera as the taping comes to an end. Josh Hart is clapping enthusiastically as Kenny Lane just sits at the table.
Kenny Lane: Well, Biggs, good first promo, it let's the crowd know that you're an arrogant jerk. To be honest, though, I don't think it's much of a stretch for you, is it?
Biggs: Whatever. Just don't be trying to suck up to me when I'm the top guy around here. It's just a matter of time.
Biggs walks off back towards the locker room, and when he reaches it, he opens the door, and sees it packed with the other wrestlers. An exasperated look washes across his face as he closes the door and walks down to the arena gym...
Biggs: Where's my dressing room?
The crew member, who is quite pudgy, has thin brown hair, and coke bottle glasses, pulls out his clipboard, looking at the layout of the arena.
Crew Member: It looks like you don't have your own dressing room tonight, Biggs.
Biggs: Okay, where's the boss? Part of my contract stipulates that I get my own dressing room. I have a thing about not wanting to change with the other guys, too many wandering eyes on their part.
Crew Member: Mr. Montana is quite busy. If you'd like, I could maybe find you a spare room or closet, but it'll take some time!
Biggs: Do I look like the kind of guy that changes in a broom closet? Hardly! Just tell me where Montana is!
Crew Member: Well, his office is down the hall that way, but you probably don't want to interrupt him! He's very busy this time before the show.
Biggs: I don't care. If you haven't noticed, I am the current APW Overdrive Champion, and the fact that I decided to come to IWF to help them in their relaunch means that the higher ups should be thanking their lucky stars that I'm here. I have headlined pay per views, I have won championships where ever I've been, and I am the premiere talent in professional wrestling today. The fact is that I don't need to be here in IWF to further cement my already stellar legacy, I'm doing IWF a favor by merely being here. If you don't get me a meeting with Mr. Montana immediately, I'll see to it that you lose your job...
Crew Member: I'll see what I can do!
The crew member scurries off, and Biggs has an annoyed look on his face. After a few minutes, the crew member runs back, slightly winded.
Crew Member: Mr. Montana wanted me to tell you that he's sorry about the lack of an empty room, but despite your reputation, he doesn't feel that you have done anything here in IWF to warrant your own dressing room quite yet...
Biggs is visibly angered by this, but maintains his composure. The crew member is very uneasy about the news he has just delivered to Biggs. Biggs seethes with anger for a few moments before replying to the nervous man.
Biggs: It is in my contract. Quite simply put, I do not want any of the guys to oogle me when I change into my gear, and I don't trust the people here with my belongings. Simply direct me to the locker room where the least amount of guys are.
Crew Member: That would be the one down hall D. It's all the way down there, take a right at the fork, and it's the second door on the left. I don't think any of the other guys have checked in for that locker room yet.
Biggs: If I were you, I'd make sure that nobody else does.
Crew Member: I can't do that...
Biggs: (threatening) You can't or you won't? I don't what you have to do, just make sure that I get the next 15 minutes alone to change into my gear.
Crew Member: I can't make any guarantees, but I'll try my best!
Biggs: You're best better be good enough.
Biggs angrily walks down the hall, and eventually reaches the dressing room. When he gets there, it is empty. He locks the door, and changes into his gear, sliding on his white and blue singlet, his boots with blue kick pads, blue elbow pads and gloves, and finally, his signature blue shades. Biggs then places his other clothes and gym bag inside it as well, pulling out a combination pad lock of the front pocket of his bag, slamming the locker shut and locking it to prevent anyone else from getting into it. Biggs then clasps his APW Overdrive Championship belt around his waist, and puts on his ring jacket, before unlocking the door, and heading out towards the backstage interview area.
Carl Long is standing next to a table where Kenny Lane and Josh Hart are both seated at the designated backstage interview set. The announce team is chatting it up as Biggs approaches, and when he reaches the table, Kenny Lane speaks to him.
Kenny Lane: Biggs, you're right on time for you interview. Since this is your first promo here in IWF, we're going to tape it and play it to the between the first and second dark match, just to introduce the crowd to you. I'm sure that some of these people will already know who you are, but many of them won't, so that's why we're doing it this way.
Biggs: Listen Lane, this isn't my first barbecue. I've been through all this before, so let's quit the small talk and get to business.
Kenny Lane: Just because you're a champion elsewhere doesn't mean that you're entitled to treat us here in IWF like crap. You best be watching your attitude, otherwise there may be consequences.
Biggs: Fine, whatever, let's just get started.
Carl Long and Biggs stand in front of the lighted set as the cameraman counts them down, 3...2...1...
Carl Long: Ladies and gentlemen, I am backstage with a man who is making his IWF television debut here tonight, taking on CMS, none other than Biggs! Biggs, what thoughts are going through your head as you make your TV debut here tonight?
Biggs: What kind of question is that, Carl? Only the most boring, predictable question you could ask in an interview. What are you're thoughts? Please, pal, if you can't be more original, then don't waste my time.
Biggs snatches the microphone from Carl, and shoves him off camera.
Biggs: Listen people, what Carl forgot to mention in his little intro is that I am not only the current APW Overdrive Champion, but I am one of the biggest stars in wrestling today! Just because this is my first televised match in the IWF doesn't mean I'm some kind of rookie or unknown trying to make a name for himself. No, I'm here to help the IWF, give it a sense of legitimacy that it was lacking in the past. Any fed that has to close it's doors for six months must have had some pretty big problems, and I'm simply here to make sure that it doesn't have to close it's doors again right away. For those of you who know me, and there are a few of you, you realize the skill, craftiness and pride I bring to the ring, and for those of you who don't have the slightest clue who I am, you'll find out soon enough. I have no illusions of thinking that any of you will like me, or cheer for me, because quite frankly, I could care less what you think of my methods, just that you recognize my greatness. However, my opponent tonight, one Carlos Mario Sequeira, seems to be having a bit of an issue determining where he stands. The way I see it, CMS is too bad to stay on the side of angels, but too good to truly cross the line, to do whatever it takes to win. I know that CMS tries to pass himself off as hard and ruthless, and I know that he tagged himself in for a cheap win last week, but the fact is that he has done nothing to convince me that he is as bad as he claims to be.
Biggs pauses to adjust his shades.
Biggs: CMS, when you cost Adam Freeman the victory last week, you didn't show yourself to be ruthless or conniving, just that you're selfish. Granted, I'm hardly one to talk about being selfish, because I know that I am, but at least I have sense enough to know who I am, and not constantly wrestle with my inner demons. And that is why I have the advantage tonight, CMS, not just because of my already sterling career, amassing championships and headlining pay per views where ever I've wrestled, but because in that ring, I only have to wrestle you, while you not only have to contend against me, but also yourself. I'll be honest, CMS, I hope that you're able to figure out who you are, the ruthless, do-whatever-it-takes to win son of a gun, or the weak little man who knows that despite all of his posturing he's really not capable of doing what is needed of him to win. I sincerely hope it's the former, otherwise, I'm in for an easy night. And while I'd still be able to wow the crowd with my technical prowess and speed, I want to feel like I actually accomplished something tonight. Whichever CMS shows up though will realize by the end of the match that I am the premiere wrestling talent in the world today, that I am the greatest APW Overdrive Champion of all time, and soon to be the very best wrestler the IWF has ever seen! Why? Because I am quite simply out of this world!
Biggs tosses the mic down and walks off camera as the taping comes to an end. Josh Hart is clapping enthusiastically as Kenny Lane just sits at the table.
Kenny Lane: Well, Biggs, good first promo, it let's the crowd know that you're an arrogant jerk. To be honest, though, I don't think it's much of a stretch for you, is it?
Biggs: Whatever. Just don't be trying to suck up to me when I'm the top guy around here. It's just a matter of time.
Biggs walks off back towards the locker room, and when he reaches it, he opens the door, and sees it packed with the other wrestlers. An exasperated look washes across his face as he closes the door and walks down to the arena gym...
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The crowd is roaring. Thousands of fans in attendance as the sell out arena is living the experience of a lifetime in an IWF house show. Pesimists attend these shows with the idea that wrestlers won't give their all, but this night if any has shown that to be a wrong perception. Fans are indeed hot, and they get anything but hotter when they hear Another Brick in the Wall blast through the speakers, announcing the coming of CMS.
Without the fanfare of pyro or the fancy flattering of commentators for the TV transmission, CMS makes his way out. His crowd reception isnt weakened by the deception of some that he's coming out in street clothes, therefore not going to be in in ring action. CMS is wearing a black wifebeater, a pair of jeans and his practically now trademarked sunglasses. He has that ruthless look that a couple of days without shaving tend to give him. He already has a microphone in hand, perhaps indicating he's coming down ready to do business and not waste anytime. Well, talk business to be more precise.
In what seemed an eternity, CMS finally reaches the ring. He seems not to get rattled by the love-hate reaction he's getting from the fans. Maybe it was the fact that the announcer had promised the loudest fans a backstage pass, but CMS knew better. Not to be arrogant or anything, but he always caused that.
As CMS paces in the ring, we noticed something we didn't before. There's a buldge under his wifebeater in the waist. Before we do any more analizing, CMS starts talking.
CMS: First of, it's pretty obvious CMS is in the arena when you hear these people screaming as loud as they are.
Crowd roars even louder, those who cheered louder and likewise for the boos.
CMS: It's truly a shame I am only out here to address you guys, because I really wanted to perform in this town tonight and get a warm up for Monday Night, but if that's not the case then I want to talk about something, something related to the man whom happens to be my opponent on Monday, Biggs.
You see, when you stay in this industry, in this business for a while, you realize there are certain ways to make a name in this business, specially when it comes to the IWF. You see, you can come here and right off the bat make alliances, become someone's bitch, you know the deal. But that's not the case with Biggs, well, not that I have realized, altough to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if that ever happened.
No, Biggs has selected a mix of two ways to make his name in the company. And those two are the jail like address, take out the biggest, baddest guy around. Biggs, you can't try to talk me down all you want, try to downplay my character, run your mouth about all what you want. I know who I am, I know what I can do, and when you have gone through as much as I have, you realize I dont have to prove every young newcomer just how "badass" I am. Every fan at home, every fan in attendance, either they love me, or they hate me, but they know this, this right here is everything I have, so believe me when I say, this little intimidation game your trying to play, calling me a phony act, not really though, and walking around with your little plastic belt calling yourself champion, is damn sure not working.
You call yourself a champion. Why is that? Because you bring in some not valuable from some indy, no name company whose credentials and credibility we know nothing about? How would that be different from my coming out here and saying I am the, let's see, BTW World Champion...
CMS lifts up his shirt and reveals a replica of the IWF World Heavyweight Championship, with a plastic tape that reads BTW right on the plate
CMS: You think that belt you carry around makes you somehow relevant in the IWF, that it somehow gives you a higher, special place in the roster right off the bat, that the belt somehow makes you a champion...It doesn't. A belt doesn't make a champion, you're a champion 365 days a year, behaving like one, leading by example.
Biggs, I understand it might be hard for you to grasp all this information fastly, and I know it will be quite some time until you realize just how stupid you sound downplaying other wrestlers when your only claim to glory is carrying that belt around, but you can trust me, I'll help you, because when it's all set and done, when the smoke clears inside that ring, and while I am getting my hand lifted above my head in victory, you'll lay flat on your back, the lights burning your tearfilled eyes, and you'll realize you have just gotten your Bigger than Life moment.
CMS drops the microphone and immediately leaves the ring, not waiting for his music to play in the background or hear the crowd response to wave him goodbye.
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CMS keeps walking backstage and he's met by Kerry Lane.
Lane: CMS excuse me we are live for IWF After the Bell, you just made some harsh comments about Biggs in...
CMS: Harsh comments? I had heard the truth hurts but even that's taking it a little far. Unlike Biggs, I am not going to downplay what he could or may bring to the table inside that ring, but to be honest, to hear a guy, who is more worried about what his contract grants him or in what locker room he gets to chance and tries to impress with his belt, say he's going to beat me, doesnt make me feel the least intimidated.
At the end of the day, all I know Im in the my own personal crusade to reach the IWF Championship, and I am not letting these guy stand in my way. As far as I am concerned, Biggs, even with his fancy contract and granted luxuries, is going to become a footnote in the history of the IWF.
I hope that answered your questions.
Without the fanfare of pyro or the fancy flattering of commentators for the TV transmission, CMS makes his way out. His crowd reception isnt weakened by the deception of some that he's coming out in street clothes, therefore not going to be in in ring action. CMS is wearing a black wifebeater, a pair of jeans and his practically now trademarked sunglasses. He has that ruthless look that a couple of days without shaving tend to give him. He already has a microphone in hand, perhaps indicating he's coming down ready to do business and not waste anytime. Well, talk business to be more precise.
In what seemed an eternity, CMS finally reaches the ring. He seems not to get rattled by the love-hate reaction he's getting from the fans. Maybe it was the fact that the announcer had promised the loudest fans a backstage pass, but CMS knew better. Not to be arrogant or anything, but he always caused that.
As CMS paces in the ring, we noticed something we didn't before. There's a buldge under his wifebeater in the waist. Before we do any more analizing, CMS starts talking.
CMS: First of, it's pretty obvious CMS is in the arena when you hear these people screaming as loud as they are.
Crowd roars even louder, those who cheered louder and likewise for the boos.
CMS: It's truly a shame I am only out here to address you guys, because I really wanted to perform in this town tonight and get a warm up for Monday Night, but if that's not the case then I want to talk about something, something related to the man whom happens to be my opponent on Monday, Biggs.
You see, when you stay in this industry, in this business for a while, you realize there are certain ways to make a name in this business, specially when it comes to the IWF. You see, you can come here and right off the bat make alliances, become someone's bitch, you know the deal. But that's not the case with Biggs, well, not that I have realized, altough to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if that ever happened.
No, Biggs has selected a mix of two ways to make his name in the company. And those two are the jail like address, take out the biggest, baddest guy around. Biggs, you can't try to talk me down all you want, try to downplay my character, run your mouth about all what you want. I know who I am, I know what I can do, and when you have gone through as much as I have, you realize I dont have to prove every young newcomer just how "badass" I am. Every fan at home, every fan in attendance, either they love me, or they hate me, but they know this, this right here is everything I have, so believe me when I say, this little intimidation game your trying to play, calling me a phony act, not really though, and walking around with your little plastic belt calling yourself champion, is damn sure not working.
You call yourself a champion. Why is that? Because you bring in some not valuable from some indy, no name company whose credentials and credibility we know nothing about? How would that be different from my coming out here and saying I am the, let's see, BTW World Champion...
CMS lifts up his shirt and reveals a replica of the IWF World Heavyweight Championship, with a plastic tape that reads BTW right on the plate
CMS: You think that belt you carry around makes you somehow relevant in the IWF, that it somehow gives you a higher, special place in the roster right off the bat, that the belt somehow makes you a champion...It doesn't. A belt doesn't make a champion, you're a champion 365 days a year, behaving like one, leading by example.
Biggs, I understand it might be hard for you to grasp all this information fastly, and I know it will be quite some time until you realize just how stupid you sound downplaying other wrestlers when your only claim to glory is carrying that belt around, but you can trust me, I'll help you, because when it's all set and done, when the smoke clears inside that ring, and while I am getting my hand lifted above my head in victory, you'll lay flat on your back, the lights burning your tearfilled eyes, and you'll realize you have just gotten your Bigger than Life moment.
CMS drops the microphone and immediately leaves the ring, not waiting for his music to play in the background or hear the crowd response to wave him goodbye.
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CMS keeps walking backstage and he's met by Kerry Lane.
Lane: CMS excuse me we are live for IWF After the Bell, you just made some harsh comments about Biggs in...
CMS: Harsh comments? I had heard the truth hurts but even that's taking it a little far. Unlike Biggs, I am not going to downplay what he could or may bring to the table inside that ring, but to be honest, to hear a guy, who is more worried about what his contract grants him or in what locker room he gets to chance and tries to impress with his belt, say he's going to beat me, doesnt make me feel the least intimidated.
At the end of the day, all I know Im in the my own personal crusade to reach the IWF Championship, and I am not letting these guy stand in my way. As far as I am concerned, Biggs, even with his fancy contract and granted luxuries, is going to become a footnote in the history of the IWF.
I hope that answered your questions.
It's now about half an hour before IWF Monday Night Mayhem goes on the air, and the video Biggs recorded earlier in the day has just been played on the big screen. As the fans boo, “Spaceman,†by The Killers, hits the speakers, and Biggs enters the arena with a mic in hand. The crowd boos the arrogant superstar as he pats his APW Overdrive Championship belt clasped around his waist.
Biggs: If you people don't mind, I have a few more things I wanted to say to my opponent tonight. And even if you ignoramuses do mind, I'm going to say it anyways! CMS, don't think I didn't hear what you had to say during your little tirade. Despite your best efforts, you did nothing to convince me otherwise of my prior point that you're merely a poser when it comes to acting all hard and tough! What I saw was you sucking up to the fans, trying to win their approval, despite the fact that you cheated one of their heroes, Adam Freeman, last week. You're a flat out hypocrite, if nothing else, because your actions say that you're in it for yourself, yet your words say that you want the fans to cheer for you, you want them to somehow validate what you call a career. I was perfectly on point about my assessment of your character, and yet you try to act all tough to disprove me, only adding further truth to my words. You, however, are completely in the wrong about your assessment of me.
He pauses to adjust his shades.
Biggs: You see, CMS, you called me a young up-and-comer, and you implied that my APW Overdrive Championship is nothing but a toy. Both couldn't be further from the truth. The fact is that I am a multiple time world champion. I have headlined pay per views, I have traveled the world plying my craft, and for you to try and discredit that, well, frankly it's insulting. For the record, I didn't bring my APW Overdrive Championship here with me to somehow imply that I deserve a title shot here right off the bat, not in the slightest. I know that I'll have to get my shot at the IWF Title the same way I have everywhere I've wrestled, and that's by earning it. Not by flashing some staid little catch phrases and being somebody I'm not. I make no illusions of being hotshot up to World Title Matches just because I brought my belt from another fed. I know that in the eyes of the match makers here, this belt that is so precious to me, doesn't mean that much. I didn't bring my APW Overdrive Championship with me to wow the booking committee, or to try and woo some support from the crowd. Actually, I just brought it with me because I don't trust to leave it alone!
Biggs pauses and laughs a bit.
Biggs: I kid, I kid! Actually, I did bring my APW Overdrive Championship with me to illustrate the fact that I am more than just a flash in the pan, that I am an established talent. Just because you don't know about it, CMS, doesn't mean that it's not important, because let's face it, there's a lot that you don't know. I couldn't help but notice how when you tried to insult my intelligence, CMS, you said that I wouldn't be able to comprehend what you said in your words, “fastly.†Last time I checked, fastly isn't a real word. It would have been correct for you to use the word “quickly.†But then again, how can I expect somebody who doesn't even know himself to know basic English. Maybe it Ebonics, or maybe you're just an idiot, but either way, if you're going to insult somebody about being dimwitted, make sure you aren't sounding like a fool yourself.
CMS, you talk a big game, but your actions contradict your words. You may think it was cute to parade around with that cheap toy belt, mocking my prestigious title, which I have defended in multiple feds, but in all honesty, you just made me that much more focused on embarrassing you in that ring tonight! You talked about how a belt doesn't make somebody a champion. That's just something you're telling yourself to feel better about the pathetic rut your career has been in. I'm not trying to intimidate you with my words, CMS, I am merely pointing out the facts. As hard as it is for you to hear them, when it's all said and done, when the smoke clears and the dust settles, you will have no choice but to acknowledge the fact that I am quite simply OUT OF THIS WORLD!
The crowd boos again as “Spaceman†hits the speakers and Biggs makes his way backstage.
Biggs: If you people don't mind, I have a few more things I wanted to say to my opponent tonight. And even if you ignoramuses do mind, I'm going to say it anyways! CMS, don't think I didn't hear what you had to say during your little tirade. Despite your best efforts, you did nothing to convince me otherwise of my prior point that you're merely a poser when it comes to acting all hard and tough! What I saw was you sucking up to the fans, trying to win their approval, despite the fact that you cheated one of their heroes, Adam Freeman, last week. You're a flat out hypocrite, if nothing else, because your actions say that you're in it for yourself, yet your words say that you want the fans to cheer for you, you want them to somehow validate what you call a career. I was perfectly on point about my assessment of your character, and yet you try to act all tough to disprove me, only adding further truth to my words. You, however, are completely in the wrong about your assessment of me.
He pauses to adjust his shades.
Biggs: You see, CMS, you called me a young up-and-comer, and you implied that my APW Overdrive Championship is nothing but a toy. Both couldn't be further from the truth. The fact is that I am a multiple time world champion. I have headlined pay per views, I have traveled the world plying my craft, and for you to try and discredit that, well, frankly it's insulting. For the record, I didn't bring my APW Overdrive Championship here with me to somehow imply that I deserve a title shot here right off the bat, not in the slightest. I know that I'll have to get my shot at the IWF Title the same way I have everywhere I've wrestled, and that's by earning it. Not by flashing some staid little catch phrases and being somebody I'm not. I make no illusions of being hotshot up to World Title Matches just because I brought my belt from another fed. I know that in the eyes of the match makers here, this belt that is so precious to me, doesn't mean that much. I didn't bring my APW Overdrive Championship with me to wow the booking committee, or to try and woo some support from the crowd. Actually, I just brought it with me because I don't trust to leave it alone!
Biggs pauses and laughs a bit.
Biggs: I kid, I kid! Actually, I did bring my APW Overdrive Championship with me to illustrate the fact that I am more than just a flash in the pan, that I am an established talent. Just because you don't know about it, CMS, doesn't mean that it's not important, because let's face it, there's a lot that you don't know. I couldn't help but notice how when you tried to insult my intelligence, CMS, you said that I wouldn't be able to comprehend what you said in your words, “fastly.†Last time I checked, fastly isn't a real word. It would have been correct for you to use the word “quickly.†But then again, how can I expect somebody who doesn't even know himself to know basic English. Maybe it Ebonics, or maybe you're just an idiot, but either way, if you're going to insult somebody about being dimwitted, make sure you aren't sounding like a fool yourself.
CMS, you talk a big game, but your actions contradict your words. You may think it was cute to parade around with that cheap toy belt, mocking my prestigious title, which I have defended in multiple feds, but in all honesty, you just made me that much more focused on embarrassing you in that ring tonight! You talked about how a belt doesn't make somebody a champion. That's just something you're telling yourself to feel better about the pathetic rut your career has been in. I'm not trying to intimidate you with my words, CMS, I am merely pointing out the facts. As hard as it is for you to hear them, when it's all said and done, when the smoke clears and the dust settles, you will have no choice but to acknowledge the fact that I am quite simply OUT OF THIS WORLD!
The crowd boos again as “Spaceman†hits the speakers and Biggs makes his way backstage.
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