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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Aug 17, 2015 2:01:04 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2015 2:05:02 GMT
...and so it begins again.
Up until recently, REDEFINE Pro was pretty much a one-city promotion based in the Chicago area. Something I have experience with, just in a different city. It has now transitioned, and gone global... something I also have experience with.
Jordan Black is Chicago, through and through. He's all about the Second City, and since REDEFINE Pro used to be all about Chicago... maybe he thinks that gives him an advantage of some sort. Of course, Chicago got the nickname 'The Second City' because for a very long time it was the second largest city in America, after my hometown, New York. It isn't anymore though. Chicago is, in fact, The Third City. L.A. is The Second City these days, if you want to be factual. New York is still #1.
But I digress.
Dylan Windsor calls himself Lord Britain. Guess where he's from. Maybe he thinks that because we're heading to New Zealand, and New Zealand is part of the commonwealth, that he'll have some sort of home field advantage. I don't know.
Don't really care either.
See, I'm sure that both Black & Windsor will come up with all sorts of reasons why they think that they're going to win our match on the When Worlds Collide pre-show, live from Auckland. Some of them might even be good reasons. But there's ONE reason why they're both going to fail. Ready for it? Here it comes: regardless of whatever Windsor & Black think they have going for them, regardless of whatever they each think that they bring to the table, regardless of whatever tools they think they have at their disposal... neither of them is Ash Scion.
Sounds cocky, right? Hear me out.
As you, the wresting fan community already know, I came into this business like a freight train & never looked back. In one of my very first matches, I destroyed Scott Free, 4x eWo World Champion. I put on the most dominant performance in eWo Body Count Rumble history, surviving 28 opponents. I tore through that prestigious company's roster, all in just my first six months as a pro.
After that, everywhere I went, every promotion I worked, every match I had, I proved the doubters wrong. I defied the odds, again and again and again. After a while, the smart odds-makers stopped betting against me, and I stopped being an underdog. But now that I've been away from the game for a few months, I'm sure that'll change. I'm sure folks will think I've lost a step, or that I'm not the same dangerous bitch who walked away four months ago.
Don't count on it.
5 minutes after I announced my return, my phone blew up with 5 companies offering me work. But I'm exactly where I need to be, here in REDEFINE Pro. It all starts again in Auckland. Ash Scion is going to rise again, and there's not a damn thing that either Windsor or Black can do to stop it.
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Post by Jordan Black on Aug 17, 2015 4:43:09 GMT
“Just a couple of hours ago, I was wrestling in front of two hundred people in front of a local sports complex in Chicago. It was a normal weekend for me. It has been the norm for me for at least five years now. I wrestled my main event match, got the win, entertained the fans and walked into the back. As always, the others are standing by the gorilla position and then begin to applaud for me what I just did out there…
See that was the norm. That’s how it was for the last five years. Tonight… Tonight was a little different… Tonight, the others were not applauding me for my performance in my match… Tonight, the others were applauding me because apparently while I am out there in the ring giving the crowd what they paid for and more, a news broke out on social media that REDEFINE Pro, the former hometown promotion 2nd City Wrestling, will be bringing me in to the fold.
And I’m not just debuting on any show too… I will be making my debut at their joint show with New Zealand-based promotion AnZac Pro. That’s right… Yours truly will be wrestling in freaking New Zealand. Kinda crazy since I have only been wrestling for five years and have not wrestled outside of Chicago, what more outside of the United States.
But back to what I am saying… Tonight, the other wrestlers from RIOT Pro was applauding me because for five years, I was touted as that one guy from the pack that will break away and be a star on a bigger stage. For the last five years, I was viewed by both my fellow wrestlers and the fans in and around Chicago, to be the guy who would go on and do big things in this sport. And now after five years, it’s all about to happen. After five years, I finally have my foot on the door. For five freaking years, I was given an opportunity. An opportunity that I have worked so hard for. And you can bet your ass I will be making the most out of this opportunity. Not just for me but for everyone who has been there for me. I owe it to them.
I owe it to the wrestlers and trainers who have helped me improved and become the wrestler I am today… I owe it to the fans who has stood by me through good and bad times… I owe it to my friends and family who understood me and my sacrifices and helped shape me to be the person I am today… And most of all, I owe it to myself for all the hard work I have put into this, for all the injuries I have obtained for the last five years, for all the sacrifices I have made to get to this level, and for all the missed holidays with loved ones being on the road putting my health and body through hell.
So on August 22nd, I will be entering that ring with a huge chip on my shoulder. I am going in there with a goal in mind and that is to steal the show. I’m going to show the world live on Pay-Per-View what the people in a small Chicago promotion already know…
THE FUTURE IS HERE AND THE FUTURE IS NOW!
I’ll see you all in New Zealand.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2015 5:37:23 GMT
Everytime I see a professional wrestler in this business step in front of a camera and do his absolute damnedest to promote his or her upcoming match without ever once calling out his opponent by name, I think the same thing.
Coward.
Jordan Black is even a worse offender though, not only because I'd already called him out, but because he had two opponents to choose from. I mean, even if he wanted to hide from me, he could have at least called out Dylan Black. I mean, this is REDEFINE Pro, right? We don't shy away from getting right into each others faces around here, right? I hope not. That very fact was what made me sign here. I got my start in the eWo, we don't shy away from a little shit talk.
He's a little green though, so I'm willing to cut him some slack on that point, this time.
But even though he seemingly wanted to ignore the fact that he's going into an actual match... y'know, one with opponents and shit, Black had quite a bit to say nonetheless. I'm not going to do a point-by-point review or anything, but the gist of it was that we should all accept that it's a really big deal that after five years in the kiddie pool, he's gotten the call up to the big leagues & how we should all be really happy for him in that.
Well, congratulations, kid. I mean it. Honestly.
See, I spent 5 years training at The Fear Factory and wrestling in their amateur promotions, Fear Factory Wrestling & City Of Angels Wrestling before I got my big break into the eWo three years ago. So you are right now exactly where I was 3 years ago... making your big break debut into a global promotion after 5 years of busting your ass. Will you make the most of the opportunity? When I broke in in January 2013, I went on a six month tear that people still talk about as one of the greatest debuts this business has ever seen. Will you be able to do the same?
Maybe.
The fect is, Black, you've already set much milder goals. All you want in Auckland is to steal the show & I can make you one promise... you're going to. You're going to be in one of the most talked about matches on a night full of incredibly insane matches. That will happen because I've made a career, regardless of if I was in the opening match or the Main Event, of creating the sort of moments that wrestling fans remember forever.
Doesn't mean the night is going to end well for you. Likely still means it'll end with you on your back staring up at the lights. But you'll be watched, you'll be talked about & you'll be apart of a match that REDEFINE Pro fans will be taking about for years to come.
So it isn't going to be all bad for you, Black.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2015 20:38:45 GMT
Why now?
I mean, it's a fair question considering that when I walked away from this sport four months ago, I was on top of my game. I was riding a wave. So why give all that up just to go back to the gym for four months & re-emerge on the scene without the benefit of all that momentum I already had going for me.
Well, first & foremost, I don't believe that the momentum is gone. Within five minutes of my announcing my intent to return yesterday, five different promotions had offered me a place on their roster. I'd signed with REDEFINE Pro within 25 minutes of that. I was booked into a match against not one but two opponents before the ink was even dry & even after all of that, the offers continued to pour in & have continued to do so today.
I think it's safe to say that promoters remember my name. And can you blame them? That catchphrase I've been carrying around for 3 years now? It's not just a catchphrase, it's a stone-cold fact:
"Asses In Seats, Bodies In Graves" It's the Ash Scion way, and I've proven it everywhere I've gone. The fans know it, the promoters know it, the guys selling popcorn in the stands knows it & you'd better believe, although they'll all try to deny it when the time comes, every one of those fuckers in the locker room knows it. I'm as serious as a car crash, always have been. Thing is, I used to just be 'The Redheaded Bloodbath', ultra-violent like very few before me. I'm still all that & anyone who doubts is will have it spelled out for them in their own blood, but I went back to the drawing board these last 4 months & expanded my arsenal.
Kyle Cross, my husband, taught me the value of the crowd, taught me the magical give & take of the special relationship he's had with them for nearly twenty years. He showed me how, if you make yourself their instrument, when the time comes & you really need it, they can give you the energy & power to overcome anything in that ring.
Chris Legion, my head trainer, taught me how to channel my raw power & aggression into actual techniques. He took me from a raw ultra-violent striker to a mean fighting machine with brutally stiff wrestling techniques that leave my opponents on their backs staring up at the lights.
Colin Hawkins, my brother, taught me to have better movement inside the ring. Once content to simply charge forward, I now know the value of footwork, feints, ring generalship & economy of movement. Where once I was a bull, now I've learned to dance.
I spent the last four months making myself better, and I was already great. In Auckland, the whole world gets to see the results. My rebirth, my redefinition... it's going to make for a bad night for both Black & Windsor. Tough luck, guys, but that's simply the way it's going to be.
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Post by Dylan Windsor on Aug 17, 2015 21:54:44 GMT
kneel before your king | “They can’t even get me fucking name right.”
“Out of everything, all of the paper work that I’ve signed, all of the documents that I’ve had to fill out, all of the bullshit physicals that I’ve had to ace over and over again, that can’t even spelling me fucking name. That shows what kind o’ company I’m walking into, I s’pose. Not some top dollar shit, but some down in the dumps, in-the-middle-of-fucking-nowhere New Zealand. It’s not even like me name is hard t’ spell. It’s fucking Dylan Windsor. D-y-l-a-n W-i-n-d-s-o-r. Can’t trust these fucking Yanks to get anything right, I swear it.”
“But, ‘ere we are at last. My big match upcoming against somebody named Ash Scion that’s s’posed to be some big shit and some wanker named Jordan Black, with a Twitter handle that looks like his nose is going to brown with shit, as hard as he’s getting in on it. But, that’s not all, is it now? ‘Course not, because this red-headed bitch keeps spewing out her mouth like she’s already five pints in and crocked past her breaking point, talkin’ ‘bout putting asses in seats and bodies in graves.”
“How original, darling. It’s almost like you didn’t jack that shit straight from some of the bigger promotions. How about you go on and work yourself back to New York, where those other Yanks might want you. Hell, they probably drove you off. I’m sure Epic Wrestling wanted your ass long-gone, and not ‘cause you shacked up with Kyle Cross to get ahead, but ‘cause you’re a right pain in the ass. Cody Clark and whoever-the-fuck else is tryna run that place now probably got tired of hearin’ you blabber off about some bullshit, and sent ya’ to the streets.”
“Might be one of the big companies even came’a knocking, told you to knock off the shit and stop stealing their lines. Copyrights and all that. I know in the UK, we’re hard on pansies who like to piss on other people’s property like it’s their own. We don’t take nothin’ that’s not ours. So figure out your shit, get rid of that eyesore hair color, and get straight. ‘Cause at When Worlds Collide, you’re in for a fucking rude awakening.”
“Too bad Paul Revere isn’t in New Zealand to warn all of you that the British are coming, because trust me, mates. I am, and I’m bringing the rightful fucking reign with me. You Yanks might’ve hid out in your swamps and fought like right ninnies, but that won’t happen this time, will it now? Not at all, Ash. Not at all, Jordan. ‘Cause you don’t get to hide from the fury of Britain.”
“God save the Queen? More like God save both of you, you’re both gonna need it.” |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2015 22:39:50 GMT
You wanna know why the British always sound so fuckin' angry? It's because once upon a time they pretty much owned the whole world & now they're barely a step above a second-world country. That's why.
Take this idiot Windsor for example. He finally worked up the courage to say something & what does he do? He stomps his feat & curses, like the rotten chav that he is. Just another British hooligan, yapping inaccuracies as if louder than bombs somehow equaled any kind of truth. Like most of the Brits, he's a complete ingrate to boot.
I mean, really? You want to slag off on America & Americans, Windsor? Let's not forget, it was us who kicked your sorry ass out of The New World, or at least up into the cold, frozen parts of it anyway. We let you share that with the French. And even after we did that, when you sods were on your very last leg & Germany had basically bombed London into one big crater & your people were stuck cowering underground with their 'KEEP CALM' posters & their tea, we still found it in our hearts to do the one thing you couldn't do without us... kick Hitler's ass & save the day. Not only that, but then we picked up the tab on rebuilding your whole fucking island.
Ingrate.
But Windsor's not to be trusted. Exhibit A... he comes in here complaining that he's booked against '...somebody named Ash Scion...' like he didn't know EXACTLY who I was already, only to follow that up by talking about me, my husband & my former boss like any of us would have any idea who he is besides some prat in a crown, just like a dozen other Brit wrestlers with no original ideas who wanted nothing more than to make it big in American before him.
But here's the real interesting part. He'll attack the catchphrase I've been using for 3 years. He'll attack my country, the greatest country on the planet & my hometown, the greatest city on the planet. He'll attack my husband, one of the most popular wrestlers this business has ever seen & he'll attack my marriage. He attacked the company I used to work for & it's owner, Cody Clark. He even attacked my hair color.
But he didn't dare attack my ability in the ring. Not once. Absolutely everything but that. Because no matter how big a lie all his other lies were, he knew he could never sell the idea that he's a better combat sports athlete than me to any fan or to anyone else in that locker room. So well played, Windsor. Looks like for all the bravado, even you know your limits. You're going to regret making this personal, I promise, but even as I say that, I know you're too stupid to believe it.
Me? I'm wide awake in America. But in Auckland, the only one waking up will be you.
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