Post by Lady Munin on Apr 8, 2016 5:55:09 GMT
Our video opens today on the rolling countryside out of the window of a train compartment, framing Johnny Raike against an ever changing background. The American Wet Dream looks tired, his stubble grown just a step too far to be truly attractive, unhappy look on his face not doing any favors either.
Johnny: "Should be in a much better mood. My first main event victory in Pure Amusement, I should be over the moon. But I'm not. what happened last night...was in every single way unacceptable. And I know what at least a few of you are thinking, because I've been thinking it to; does the Party Queen of Queens really get to tell anyone that they're fucking up? Hell, the whole world saw me have a rum neat last night, my house is as glass as they come. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I do have every right to address my co-worker for his stupid, stupid decision. Yes, I've been to the ring after having one to steel my nerves but I have never in all my career appeared in no shape to compete. I have never had so little respect for the person on the other side of the ring that I would even thing about doing that. I don't wreslte drunk, I don't wrestle high, I don't wrestle while I roll. I'm not putting myself in that situation, and I do not take it well to have someone force that kinda thing on me."
A heaving sigh, full of anger and annoyance.
Johnny: "Do any of you know just how easy it can be to cripple a person? To kill them? Ours is a business about combat, risk is always there, shit can always go wrong. But, despite what Flaming Youth said last night, this isn't a business full of people trying to injure each other. Hurt, sure. And when our passions are up, a lot of us will threaten death and dismemberment. But we don't do it. And not because we can't. I'm a strong man, Alex Cross is even stronger. Were either of us of a mind to truly hurt the other, it wouldn't be easy to stop. There's a reason we don't suggest trying this at home. People have died for this sport. People who knew what they were doing. It's about self discipline, it's about the craft. We all saw me brain Alex Cross with a bat just a few weeks ago. Right to the back of the head. But do me a favor, take your hand, feel the back of your head. Feel the curve, where the skull protrudes. That's where I hit him. And not thoughtlessly. Bring your hand down an inch or two. Now another two. Did you feel where the spine meets the skull? Did you feel the base of the neck? Easy shots, and both could have put Cross in the ground, or at least back on the shelf. What we do, what I do is deliberate. But last night..."
Johnny shakes his head, at a loss for words momentarily.
Johnny: "Alex Cross was in no shape to be fighting. Credit the stubborn ass for still giving it the old college try, but it shouldn't have happened. I don't know why A-Ref let that match happen. At a guess Cross named dropped his lady, Munin, but I haven't asked so I don't know. I do know that I am lucky not to be injured right now. I do know I am lucky Alex Cross didn't get me into a situation where I had to legit hurt him. Fuck, I'm not certain that last kick didn't. But Alex--get your shit together. If you can't handle the booze, do something. Go to rehab, join a support group, lock yourself in a room with some water and just enough booze to avoid the DTs, I don't know what'll work for you. But you coming to the ring two drinks past drunk, you endangering my life and career? I promise you that won't work for me."
Read more: officialpurepro.boards.net/thread/431/walking-fine-line-anger-hypocrisy#ixzz45DBamqzQ
Johnny: "Should be in a much better mood. My first main event victory in Pure Amusement, I should be over the moon. But I'm not. what happened last night...was in every single way unacceptable. And I know what at least a few of you are thinking, because I've been thinking it to; does the Party Queen of Queens really get to tell anyone that they're fucking up? Hell, the whole world saw me have a rum neat last night, my house is as glass as they come. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I do have every right to address my co-worker for his stupid, stupid decision. Yes, I've been to the ring after having one to steel my nerves but I have never in all my career appeared in no shape to compete. I have never had so little respect for the person on the other side of the ring that I would even thing about doing that. I don't wreslte drunk, I don't wrestle high, I don't wrestle while I roll. I'm not putting myself in that situation, and I do not take it well to have someone force that kinda thing on me."
A heaving sigh, full of anger and annoyance.
Johnny: "Do any of you know just how easy it can be to cripple a person? To kill them? Ours is a business about combat, risk is always there, shit can always go wrong. But, despite what Flaming Youth said last night, this isn't a business full of people trying to injure each other. Hurt, sure. And when our passions are up, a lot of us will threaten death and dismemberment. But we don't do it. And not because we can't. I'm a strong man, Alex Cross is even stronger. Were either of us of a mind to truly hurt the other, it wouldn't be easy to stop. There's a reason we don't suggest trying this at home. People have died for this sport. People who knew what they were doing. It's about self discipline, it's about the craft. We all saw me brain Alex Cross with a bat just a few weeks ago. Right to the back of the head. But do me a favor, take your hand, feel the back of your head. Feel the curve, where the skull protrudes. That's where I hit him. And not thoughtlessly. Bring your hand down an inch or two. Now another two. Did you feel where the spine meets the skull? Did you feel the base of the neck? Easy shots, and both could have put Cross in the ground, or at least back on the shelf. What we do, what I do is deliberate. But last night..."
Johnny shakes his head, at a loss for words momentarily.
Johnny: "Alex Cross was in no shape to be fighting. Credit the stubborn ass for still giving it the old college try, but it shouldn't have happened. I don't know why A-Ref let that match happen. At a guess Cross named dropped his lady, Munin, but I haven't asked so I don't know. I do know that I am lucky not to be injured right now. I do know I am lucky Alex Cross didn't get me into a situation where I had to legit hurt him. Fuck, I'm not certain that last kick didn't. But Alex--get your shit together. If you can't handle the booze, do something. Go to rehab, join a support group, lock yourself in a room with some water and just enough booze to avoid the DTs, I don't know what'll work for you. But you coming to the ring two drinks past drunk, you endangering my life and career? I promise you that won't work for me."
Read more: officialpurepro.boards.net/thread/431/walking-fine-line-anger-hypocrisy#ixzz45DBamqzQ