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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Aug 24, 2014 21:00:58 GMT
Singles Match: Ryan Kidd vs Nighthawk
In what promises to be a wrestling CLINIC, the former PWX World Champion Nighthawk goes to battle against the former 2CW Champion Ryan Kidd in singles action! Again, a win here for Nighthawk would absolutely result in top contendership for the 2CW Championship. Can the Wrestling Machine add another win in his record, or will the face of the Young Moderns stand tall and reclaim his spot atop the 2CW ladder!
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Post by nighthawk on Sept 5, 2014 12:51:23 GMT
““The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would take a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.”
As Nighthawk gets from behind the wheel of his car outside a local tailor in the Loop section of Chicago with his wrestling shorts in a black Final Fantasy plastic bag one has to wonder whether or not the Chicago native feels himself ready for another long singles match against Young Moderns member Ryan Kidd just 1 week after a long and hard-fought singles match against Troy Stone which happened to end under highly controversial circumstances, a fact which has nagged at him more or less from the moment he returned to the locker room after the conclusion of that match.
But while he might have been frustrated at the way that his most recent match ended one has to believe that as soon as he gets the chance Nighthawk is going to channel all of the disappointment that he felt in that night, and the accompanying days thereafter for that matter, into icy focus on defeating Ryan Kidd and taking the cocky Young Moderns leader down at least a peg. Despite his own desire to erase the sour taste that last week’s match left in his mouth, and the ever-increasing fact that the stable is a threat in a way he never fully was able to understand, one has to wonder if the “Wrestling Machine” is actually putting too much on his plate to be able to handle everything, or if this large workload that he is willingly putting on his back is going to be too much for him to deal with.
But as the “Man of 1000 Holds” leaves the tailor’s store, a ticket in his hands reminding him to return a few days from now to retrieve his gear, he hears the familiar ring of his iPhone reminding him that his wife is calling him.
(Author’s Note: This conversation took place in Spanish.)
Nighthawk: “Hi, honey. How are you doing?”
Sin: “I'm fine, but the bigger question is how you are doing. I know the whole business about Troy Stone winning the match that he did, with the pulling of your tights, got on your nerves. And I don’t know if you would be human if you didn’t get angry at something like that, My only concern about whatever it is that you might be feeling is that you’re going to ignore it, and the counselor you saw about properly dealing with Santos’s grief said that doing that isn’t good for you. Humanity is your friend, Tristan, and it’d be good for you if you let it out and talked about it. I'm always here to listen, Tristan, and you should know that by now. And if I'm being perfectly honest with you, I don’t know how much of listening to your pain about wrestling I'm going to be able to take. It’s not that I don’t love you, because I do. But it’s because every time you go to the ring, I always worry if this is the time. And as long as that fear is within me, as long as knowing that is still a part of my life, you need to talk to the grief counselor. He’ll understand.”
Nighthawk: “It’s just….. I fell for it. He told me, and everyone else who would listen for that matter, about how it was so important to him that he did things the right way. I believed it, and him, even when there was that nagging part of me that just didn’t want to, didn’t know if I should. And so when I took him over for the superplex, I prepared myself for the possibility of the reversal. But I never envisioned him hooking my tights. And I just…… I don’t want to be so cold and logical that the first thing I think of is whether or not they’re planning on cheating. The ‘Wrestling Machine’ thing is like a switch I can flick on and off. It’s what helps me figure out every weakness of my opponent, and the best way to attack it. It should not be how I live my life. That’s what scares me the most.”
Sin: “Talk to him, Tristan. It will be good for you, I promise.”
Nighthawk: “I will.”
And with that, Nighthawk gets into his car and heads off to see the grief counselor, mouthing the words just loud enough for us to hear that “This Isn’t For Us.”
The next morning…..
As Nighthawk stands outside his home in the Bridgeport section of Chicago, he slowly closes his eyes. Clad in a black Island Boys t-shirt, blue jeans, and black work boots, the "Wrestling Machine" opens his eyes and puts his gear bag in the trunk of his car.
Nighthawk: “When I arrived here, I came in a samurai outfit and stood by my friend and tag team partner Jason Aries. And in so doing, I made enemies. This is nothing new to me, or even all that unexpected if I am being honest. The cold hard truth of it is that if you have been around this sport long enough, you make enemies. And while some of those enemies are benign and born out of competition, this circumstance that I find myself in feels, and is, a lot different. You see, when I stood by my friend Jason Aries, it came to pass that I was standing AGAINST Ryan Kidd, Christian Rhodes, and the rest of the Young Moderns. And this week, when I step into the ring against Ryan Kidd, I get to see if he’s really as ready for the top as he thinks he is.
Truth be told, I'm tired of all of this. Every few months now, it seems, there is a collection of people who are angry over the spotlight that they believe has eluded them. And their goal never changes, no matter what it is. They always want to be thought of as the best, the elite. I dealt with it with the Untouchables in PWX. And before I got here, I dealt with it time after time. But if I am being honest, not just with myself but with the man I face this week, you don’t get to be thought of as the best by talking about it, or complaining that you never got your fair shot. You make your opportunity, and this week Mr. Kidd you get a chance to do just that. Your only problem is this: You have to beat me to do it. And that’s just not happening.
You see, Mr. Kidd, you threatened me. Told the world that I had signed my own death sentence by standing with a friend, and doing the right thing in the process. And again, if I'm being honest, your threat didn’t have the effect on me that you wish it did. The answer for this is quite simple: You don’t scare me, Mr. Kidd. Your group, and the amorphous ideals it stands for, don’t scare me either. I've been in the ring with a 400-pound monster who broke 3 of my ribs. I beat him. If you think I'm going to be scared because some guy with an agenda tells me something a dozen other people have told me before you underestimate me, and overestimate yourself. And this week, when I make you tap out in the center of the ring, you will learn what it means, and what happens, when you play tough in front of a man who’s seen what the real thing looks like.
I know you feel desperation right now, Mr. Kidd, and you should. Because when your night is over, you’ll feel everything you wanted me to. Goodnight Mr. Kidd. May sleep give you the courage to go on.”
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