Re: RAW 8/13 - John Cena vs James Storm
Storm looks sternly at the mat but doesn’t immediately respond. Instead he bails from the ring, hits up the ring technician and grabs himself a beer. He pops the cap off with his hands and sips before rolling back into the ring and pointing at Cena.
Storm: It’s funny you should bring up horses John and when I say funny I mean totally irrelevant and sorta lame but like horses I stand before you today with the cajones to back up what I damn well say so you can keep your shoutin’ and anger and aggression and you can quit runnin’ your damn mouth for just one second!
Storm gets all up Cena’s business and the crowd pop. Storm takes a few steps backwards, deliberate strides, until there is distance between them again.
You know what your problem is Cena? It’s always been your problem and that’s you believe your own hype. This business we work in is like a machine and it spits people out sometimes and sends them to the gutter but on some occasions a freak of nature comes through those doors and straight up dominates. That’s what you are Cena, that’s what you’ve always been, a freak who knocks back all challenges and comes out of the other side stronger. There ya go, paid my respects but sumthin’ else I’ve damn well paid is my dues and if nothing else I should have earned your respect. Yeah, I done nothin’ in this company but in this business, damn son, you should be a little more scared of me kicking your head off on Tuesday night.
Storm smiles as the crowd cheer again.
That’s what is different about me, John, you don’t know what I’m bringin’ to the table. Every other superstar on RAW you’ve run through and more power to you. European, tag-team and world title opportunities? Summerslam could be the greatest night in the career of any superstar who has ever wrestled in this business! You could shine! Or ya could just lose.
Storm smirks and leans back against the turnbuckle taking another sip of his beer. Suddenly he takes a few purposeful strides back towards Cena.
John, you’re not bringing me anywhere. Don’t think for a second you’re doin’ me a favour by steppin’ into the ring with me because if you’re not careful this Cowboy might become your worst nightmare. Nothin’ worse than losin’ against the new guy before your big night, huh? Naw, I thank Dixie Carter for giving me my start and I think the UWF board for signing me to a contract that allows me to perform to the best of my ability, entertain these people and then take a nice paycheck home to my kids and keep my family. That’s where you lost it man, you’ve bought into this idea that this company won’t get on without you, that these people and the UWF needs you, that without you everything would fall apart and that without the world title you’re nothing. Well guess what? The day you thought that was the day you became nothin’ you stupid son of a bitch.
Storm’s eyes are on fire as he glares at Cena.
You gotta worry about your health, your family, your life outside this ring and what YOU can give to these people and this business. This business doesn’t owe you jack and these people don’t owe you a damn thing. As for the UWF…maybe this company does have someone who can carry this here show and carry the flag of this company as champion and maybe, just maybe, that person is a Tennessee Cowboy. The beer drinkin’, ass kickin’, last callin’ James Storm. You like rhymes don’t ya John? Hope you liked that one and I hope ya like this one; I was meant to be scared by your tough guy impression? All I did was laugh and if you ever steal my catchphrase again I will break your number one contender neck in half. This is how it’s meant to go…SORRY!
Storm holds up the microphone and the crowd finish it off with a nice round of ‘about your damn luck’.
Storm looks sternly at the mat but doesn’t immediately respond. Instead he bails from the ring, hits up the ring technician and grabs himself a beer. He pops the cap off with his hands and sips before rolling back into the ring and pointing at Cena.
Storm: It’s funny you should bring up horses John and when I say funny I mean totally irrelevant and sorta lame but like horses I stand before you today with the cajones to back up what I damn well say so you can keep your shoutin’ and anger and aggression and you can quit runnin’ your damn mouth for just one second!
Storm gets all up Cena’s business and the crowd pop. Storm takes a few steps backwards, deliberate strides, until there is distance between them again.
You know what your problem is Cena? It’s always been your problem and that’s you believe your own hype. This business we work in is like a machine and it spits people out sometimes and sends them to the gutter but on some occasions a freak of nature comes through those doors and straight up dominates. That’s what you are Cena, that’s what you’ve always been, a freak who knocks back all challenges and comes out of the other side stronger. There ya go, paid my respects but sumthin’ else I’ve damn well paid is my dues and if nothing else I should have earned your respect. Yeah, I done nothin’ in this company but in this business, damn son, you should be a little more scared of me kicking your head off on Tuesday night.
Storm smiles as the crowd cheer again.
That’s what is different about me, John, you don’t know what I’m bringin’ to the table. Every other superstar on RAW you’ve run through and more power to you. European, tag-team and world title opportunities? Summerslam could be the greatest night in the career of any superstar who has ever wrestled in this business! You could shine! Or ya could just lose.
Storm smirks and leans back against the turnbuckle taking another sip of his beer. Suddenly he takes a few purposeful strides back towards Cena.
John, you’re not bringing me anywhere. Don’t think for a second you’re doin’ me a favour by steppin’ into the ring with me because if you’re not careful this Cowboy might become your worst nightmare. Nothin’ worse than losin’ against the new guy before your big night, huh? Naw, I thank Dixie Carter for giving me my start and I think the UWF board for signing me to a contract that allows me to perform to the best of my ability, entertain these people and then take a nice paycheck home to my kids and keep my family. That’s where you lost it man, you’ve bought into this idea that this company won’t get on without you, that these people and the UWF needs you, that without you everything would fall apart and that without the world title you’re nothing. Well guess what? The day you thought that was the day you became nothin’ you stupid son of a bitch.
Storm’s eyes are on fire as he glares at Cena.
You gotta worry about your health, your family, your life outside this ring and what YOU can give to these people and this business. This business doesn’t owe you jack and these people don’t owe you a damn thing. As for the UWF…maybe this company does have someone who can carry this here show and carry the flag of this company as champion and maybe, just maybe, that person is a Tennessee Cowboy. The beer drinkin’, ass kickin’, last callin’ James Storm. You like rhymes don’t ya John? Hope you liked that one and I hope ya like this one; I was meant to be scared by your tough guy impression? All I did was laugh and if you ever steal my catchphrase again I will break your number one contender neck in half. This is how it’s meant to go…SORRY!
Storm holds up the microphone and the crowd finish it off with a nice round of ‘about your damn luck’.