Re: Ironman Championship/KOTR Qualifier Anarchy 9/4/13: Homicide(c) vs. Dolph Ziggler
Running his fingers through his hair, Dolph listens to Homicide’s words, and suddenly a grin appears on his face, as he responds to his words.
Dolph Ziggler: Listening to your words, Homicide, ya’know, it kind of makes me feel like you don’t believe me at all. You don’t believe me when I say I’m winning the Ironman Championship. You don’t believe me when I say I’m advancing in the King of the Ring tournament. And most importantly, you don’t believe me when I say you? You WILL lose.
The intensity in Dolph’s voice is obvious as he begins to relax for a bit. After a couple of seconds, Dolph, looking much more calmer, continues with his words.
Dolph Ziggler: You don’t have to believe me though. I’m not expecting you too. I mean, what kind of champion, hell what kind of a man would you be if you believed every single person who said they were going to be the guy to beat you? You certainly wouldn’t be holding the Ironman Championship that’s for sure. But whether you believe anything I’ve had to say here or not, I implore you to take me seriously. I’m BEGGING you to take me seriously. If nothing else, at least realize that I believe everything I’ve said here to be true, and that I believe that I can, and will, defeat you. Maybe I’m the only one, maybe there’s no one even backstage who believes that I can do. Maybe there isn’t a single damn person on this whole damn planet that believes I have what it takes to step up to the plate and knock the ball right out of the park. And if that's the case, so be it.
Dolph shrugs, as he brushes off the cheers from the fans arena-wide, continuing his focus on Homicide.
Dolph Ziggler: Because that, Homicide? That makes me just like you. That makes me the guy everyone was always counting out, just like you were before you won that title. Just like you were at Lockdown and NOBODY believed you could win. Believe me; I know what I’m talking about because I’ve busted my ass just as hard as you did in order to get to where I am today. And I continue to bust my ass every time I step into this ring because I know, I know there’s going to be someone out there, criticizing every move I make, just waiting for me to trip and fall off this ladder because they can’t stand the fact that I’ve made it as far as I have. As high up the ladder as I have, while they’re all still STUCK on the bottom rung! They’re all stuck on the bottom rung, while I’m so close to the top! And after I beat you on Anarchy? I’ll be there. Despite you saying I talk a lot but I never back up my words. Despite you saying what I do outside of the ring is completely ridiculous. I’m going to get there! I’ll be at the top, right where I BELONG!
A wide grin creeps up on Dolph’s face, as he runs his fingers through his hair, before focusing on Homicide.
Dolph Ziggler: Don’t make any mistake about it, Homicide, I’m not trying to deter you here. I’m not trying to convince you that this is a lost cause and that you should just give up, because I’d never expect you too. Nor do I want you too, because you and I? We have the potential to go out there and put on a classic. You and I can do what very few others could, and that’s we can steal the show on this stacked card. And I want that, I want this match to be the one everyone talks about! And the only way that happens? Is if you go out there and you give me your all. No outside interferences! Count the family OUT!
Dolph is all serious, hoping Homicide will listen and keep it LAX free. Dolph quickly continues.
Dolph Ziggler: I want you to hear all I’ve said. I want you to be like every non-believer I’ve ever had to put up with, and I want you to believe that you can actually keep the belt from me. Because I want you to try too. I want you to try to keep the championship from me. Not only so that I can ultimately prove you wrong just like I’ve proved everyone else wrong, but so that you and I can put on the match that all those people want to see. The one they paid to see, the one they deserve to see. So come Anarchy? Bring your best. Come out there, ready and willing to put me through hell in your attempt to keep that.
Dolph looks around the arena, as he slowly and determinately responds.
Dolph Ziggler: Because I’d gladly walk through hell to take it.
The cheers slowly die down, and the fans are surprised at how quick it got serious and personal. Dolph lowers the microphone, staring a hole into Homicide as he does so.
Dolph Ziggler: Listening to your words, Homicide, ya’know, it kind of makes me feel like you don’t believe me at all. You don’t believe me when I say I’m winning the Ironman Championship. You don’t believe me when I say I’m advancing in the King of the Ring tournament. And most importantly, you don’t believe me when I say you? You WILL lose.
The intensity in Dolph’s voice is obvious as he begins to relax for a bit. After a couple of seconds, Dolph, looking much more calmer, continues with his words.
Dolph Ziggler: You don’t have to believe me though. I’m not expecting you too. I mean, what kind of champion, hell what kind of a man would you be if you believed every single person who said they were going to be the guy to beat you? You certainly wouldn’t be holding the Ironman Championship that’s for sure. But whether you believe anything I’ve had to say here or not, I implore you to take me seriously. I’m BEGGING you to take me seriously. If nothing else, at least realize that I believe everything I’ve said here to be true, and that I believe that I can, and will, defeat you. Maybe I’m the only one, maybe there’s no one even backstage who believes that I can do. Maybe there isn’t a single damn person on this whole damn planet that believes I have what it takes to step up to the plate and knock the ball right out of the park. And if that's the case, so be it.
Dolph shrugs, as he brushes off the cheers from the fans arena-wide, continuing his focus on Homicide.
Dolph Ziggler: Because that, Homicide? That makes me just like you. That makes me the guy everyone was always counting out, just like you were before you won that title. Just like you were at Lockdown and NOBODY believed you could win. Believe me; I know what I’m talking about because I’ve busted my ass just as hard as you did in order to get to where I am today. And I continue to bust my ass every time I step into this ring because I know, I know there’s going to be someone out there, criticizing every move I make, just waiting for me to trip and fall off this ladder because they can’t stand the fact that I’ve made it as far as I have. As high up the ladder as I have, while they’re all still STUCK on the bottom rung! They’re all stuck on the bottom rung, while I’m so close to the top! And after I beat you on Anarchy? I’ll be there. Despite you saying I talk a lot but I never back up my words. Despite you saying what I do outside of the ring is completely ridiculous. I’m going to get there! I’ll be at the top, right where I BELONG!
A wide grin creeps up on Dolph’s face, as he runs his fingers through his hair, before focusing on Homicide.
Dolph Ziggler: Don’t make any mistake about it, Homicide, I’m not trying to deter you here. I’m not trying to convince you that this is a lost cause and that you should just give up, because I’d never expect you too. Nor do I want you too, because you and I? We have the potential to go out there and put on a classic. You and I can do what very few others could, and that’s we can steal the show on this stacked card. And I want that, I want this match to be the one everyone talks about! And the only way that happens? Is if you go out there and you give me your all. No outside interferences! Count the family OUT!
Dolph is all serious, hoping Homicide will listen and keep it LAX free. Dolph quickly continues.
Dolph Ziggler: I want you to hear all I’ve said. I want you to be like every non-believer I’ve ever had to put up with, and I want you to believe that you can actually keep the belt from me. Because I want you to try too. I want you to try to keep the championship from me. Not only so that I can ultimately prove you wrong just like I’ve proved everyone else wrong, but so that you and I can put on the match that all those people want to see. The one they paid to see, the one they deserve to see. So come Anarchy? Bring your best. Come out there, ready and willing to put me through hell in your attempt to keep that.
Dolph looks around the arena, as he slowly and determinately responds.
Dolph Ziggler: Because I’d gladly walk through hell to take it.
The cheers slowly die down, and the fans are surprised at how quick it got serious and personal. Dolph lowers the microphone, staring a hole into Homicide as he does so.