Post by recklessmatten on Mar 20, 2007 16:26:02 GMT -5
The arena is empty. The lights are off. No ring in the middle, no crowd cheering in the bleechers. A few men are walking around. But none notice the distant Reckless. Up high in the rafters he sits. Full ring attire on. The camera skips and is now looking from his point of view. The guys look like ants, the area where the ring sits looks like a tiny chess square. You can see dust flying around the air vents around the top of the arena. The camera skips again and is now facing Reckless. His eyes fixed on the camera lense. He looks angry. In his hand it looks he is holding his contract.
Reckless: Is it worth the pain? Is it worth the blood? Is it worth the hours and hours of sweat you pour into every moment? My anwser is yes and no. I put in all this effort for nothing. I put on the performance of my life at the PPV and ended up in hospital. My first match back was against a girl who no showed, and i went over easily at the last HS. I want to aim high. I think i have proved more then enough times that i am the man, the guy who can elevate WFWf to where it needs to be. Again i found out im house show bound. Dead Idol. When i hear that name i think of some old, out of shape, unfit wrestler who wants to get back into his prime. I know that Dead Idol is not that. But why does his name point to negative things in my mind? I dont even know who he is. Could it be that i am not focused on house shows? No, i am focused. But not on this night. I admit to you D.I that i am still not a hundred percent like i want to be. I admit my focus lies on the chest of my challenge to Obo. I admit that i and still going to do what i can, focused or not to beat you. I am in a state Idol. You should know that i am not the same. I can tell by my speech. Its all crazy, like my mind. Here one minute gone the other. I dont give a crap anymore. I am Reckless, im insane. And i dont care.
I know its short again but im working on my mobolouge thing for house shows
