Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 1:42:17 GMT -5
OOC: Fulfilling prior commitment because I owe that much for a disappearing act. If I decide to come back after this, I will.
a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired
the consciousness of one's own dignity
the quality of having an excessively high opinion of oneself or one's importance.
a person or thing that is the object or source of a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction.
be especially proud of a particular quality or skill
I've never been one to treat a dictionary as an 'end all, be all' of language. I see it as nothing more than a guide. People treat it as though a bunch of old white guys know everything about every single word. Now all of a sudden, the internet hijacks a word like meme and changes the fundamental idea behind a word. But I know no one's interested on my opinions of dictionaries and their changing function.
I'm not paid to try and be a scholar, I'm paid to punch people and get punched. Suplex and get suplexed. Granted, I'd be impressed in those who can do it to me. It's something I take a personal pride in.
Funny thing, pride. When I look up the word, I see these listed definitions and I can't help but think how fitting they all are. My profession, my identities, my city. I take pride in all of these.
Doing what I do in the ring is the ultimate high, hearing the crowd react to everything I do. When you know you have the crowd in the palm of your hand, where even the most non-action will desire a reaction out of them, there's no greater feeling. Now, I've never won one, but I know championships are great, don't get me wrong. But it's about control, and the best people in that ring know how to obtain and sustain control without the title.
But pride can uncover some hidden internal faults. There's a thin line between pride and hubris, and that's the difference between a win and a loss. It's the difference between recognizing how and why you either win or lose. Everyone lets everyone else know when they won because they were the better person; my skills beat out yours on this particular day. And no one wants to admit they've lost because they failed to take a competitor seriously and they've gotten caught.
Some succeed due to their massive size advantages, some due to their blistering speed. Maybe it's their encyclopedic knowledge of the most technical maneuvers or their knowledge of the human body or knowing what moves impact the most vulnerable parts of their opponent's? It takes a special individual to be proud to dismantle another person limb from limb.
Pride in this industry isn't just tied to your talents in the ring or your knowledge of your talents. Most people have announced where they reside, where they come from. Some like to be cute with it and think of some ethereal location or mysterious locale. And no, I'm not just talking about being from Florida.
But me, I let it be known loud and clear that I am Chicago. I am those red stars, I am those buildings, I am the abandoned lots. And there's lots of the latter where I come from. Just on the block where I resided alone, I've seen homes bustling with life; only years down the line as I've gotten older, they've gotten less occupied. Some were repaired and refurbished and obtained new patrons. But others were left there to rot as nothing more than examples of how we can never have nice things for too long.
So, Cam, if I had to ask, what's so prideful about where you come from? For such a major city, Chicago has a clear location divide. Certain people from certain areas are given more, treated better. I'm not here to take away from anything you've earned Cam, I just have to say, I know I would have thrived with your means. Could you have done the same with mine?
Would you have obtained the education you did with textbooks well past their usefulness? The schools I went to when I was younger didn't even have doors on our bathroom stalls for the boys. Did you have to expect cold lunches most days? Were you allowed to even go hungry?
I'm not looking to turn this into an oppression Olympics, I'm just letting you know, I have seen rock bottom. I am merely but a realist. And the reality is Cam,
I've seen your kind. You have troubles. You have concerns. And some of them are valid, and legitimate. Some. Not all. Sometimes, I can't help but feel sorry. After all, we know what real Chicago is, and you're not it. You're like the Allstate Arena: you live in Rosemont but you like to call yourself Chicago because you want all the name value and none of the baggage.
But see, I'm for that baggage. There's a difference between striving to improve and striving to sustain. That's our difference. Make no mistake, your time in the WFWF hasn't been the complete ideal. But you are a former champion. I'm the relative unknown. One that has bested you before in that ring and rather successfully at that. I've mitigated the speed. I've proven the experience advantage as moot. Some would say, you need this more than I do.
Because that's what your kind can't handle. The moment any little bit of attention strays from you, you start to crack. You start to twitch your eye in that way someone asks whether you're fine and you lie poorly because you don't want to prove it's gotten to you. So what better stage to ask that question than the biggest one of them all: SuperBrawl. Some might call it a type of turf war. But that implies someone belongs on the turf to begin with.
I'm gonna prove on that fateful day, you never really were meant to be there to start.
a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired
the consciousness of one's own dignity
the quality of having an excessively high opinion of oneself or one's importance.
a person or thing that is the object or source of a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction.
be especially proud of a particular quality or skill
I've never been one to treat a dictionary as an 'end all, be all' of language. I see it as nothing more than a guide. People treat it as though a bunch of old white guys know everything about every single word. Now all of a sudden, the internet hijacks a word like meme and changes the fundamental idea behind a word. But I know no one's interested on my opinions of dictionaries and their changing function.
I'm not paid to try and be a scholar, I'm paid to punch people and get punched. Suplex and get suplexed. Granted, I'd be impressed in those who can do it to me. It's something I take a personal pride in.
Funny thing, pride. When I look up the word, I see these listed definitions and I can't help but think how fitting they all are. My profession, my identities, my city. I take pride in all of these.
Doing what I do in the ring is the ultimate high, hearing the crowd react to everything I do. When you know you have the crowd in the palm of your hand, where even the most non-action will desire a reaction out of them, there's no greater feeling. Now, I've never won one, but I know championships are great, don't get me wrong. But it's about control, and the best people in that ring know how to obtain and sustain control without the title.
But pride can uncover some hidden internal faults. There's a thin line between pride and hubris, and that's the difference between a win and a loss. It's the difference between recognizing how and why you either win or lose. Everyone lets everyone else know when they won because they were the better person; my skills beat out yours on this particular day. And no one wants to admit they've lost because they failed to take a competitor seriously and they've gotten caught.
Some succeed due to their massive size advantages, some due to their blistering speed. Maybe it's their encyclopedic knowledge of the most technical maneuvers or their knowledge of the human body or knowing what moves impact the most vulnerable parts of their opponent's? It takes a special individual to be proud to dismantle another person limb from limb.
Pride in this industry isn't just tied to your talents in the ring or your knowledge of your talents. Most people have announced where they reside, where they come from. Some like to be cute with it and think of some ethereal location or mysterious locale. And no, I'm not just talking about being from Florida.
But me, I let it be known loud and clear that I am Chicago. I am those red stars, I am those buildings, I am the abandoned lots. And there's lots of the latter where I come from. Just on the block where I resided alone, I've seen homes bustling with life; only years down the line as I've gotten older, they've gotten less occupied. Some were repaired and refurbished and obtained new patrons. But others were left there to rot as nothing more than examples of how we can never have nice things for too long.
So, Cam, if I had to ask, what's so prideful about where you come from? For such a major city, Chicago has a clear location divide. Certain people from certain areas are given more, treated better. I'm not here to take away from anything you've earned Cam, I just have to say, I know I would have thrived with your means. Could you have done the same with mine?
Would you have obtained the education you did with textbooks well past their usefulness? The schools I went to when I was younger didn't even have doors on our bathroom stalls for the boys. Did you have to expect cold lunches most days? Were you allowed to even go hungry?
I'm not looking to turn this into an oppression Olympics, I'm just letting you know, I have seen rock bottom. I am merely but a realist. And the reality is Cam,
I've seen your kind. You have troubles. You have concerns. And some of them are valid, and legitimate. Some. Not all. Sometimes, I can't help but feel sorry. After all, we know what real Chicago is, and you're not it. You're like the Allstate Arena: you live in Rosemont but you like to call yourself Chicago because you want all the name value and none of the baggage.
But see, I'm for that baggage. There's a difference between striving to improve and striving to sustain. That's our difference. Make no mistake, your time in the WFWF hasn't been the complete ideal. But you are a former champion. I'm the relative unknown. One that has bested you before in that ring and rather successfully at that. I've mitigated the speed. I've proven the experience advantage as moot. Some would say, you need this more than I do.
Because that's what your kind can't handle. The moment any little bit of attention strays from you, you start to crack. You start to twitch your eye in that way someone asks whether you're fine and you lie poorly because you don't want to prove it's gotten to you. So what better stage to ask that question than the biggest one of them all: SuperBrawl. Some might call it a type of turf war. But that implies someone belongs on the turf to begin with.
I'm gonna prove on that fateful day, you never really were meant to be there to start.
I dont know good luck 
