Post by carl on Jan 4, 2009 13:59:29 GMT -4
THE FOLLOWING ARTICLE WAS POSTED SUNDAY MORNING, JANUARY 4TH, ON APW’S OFFICIAL WEBSITE.
WRITTEN BY: CARLTON ALEXANDER CAGE, AKA CARL CAGE
Lessons
It's obvious, isn't it? This weekend’s match may be the most lopsided contest in history! The advantage is clear, and I'm not one to squander opportunity. My opponent's have my sympathy for the match they are being stuck in, but that goes out the window once the bell sounds. There are lessons to be learned, Action Packed Wrestling... lessons in just how dominant Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley can be. You've all been put on notice...
And so on it goes, one proof after another. An enforcer's best weapon is fear, and there are soon to be days when I will install that fear in the heart of the APW roster. You will all cower, not just from me, but from anyone who has my support. You will stand in awe of my presence, and hatred will be in abundance. You'll hate me for what I do, and even for why I do it. But most of all, you'll hate me because you're not good enough to do the same!
What I am... this ONE MAN... is the defining piece of the puzzle. I am the dot to your "i" and the cross to your "t". No matter what the question may be, I always have an answer. What other wrestlers keep calling cockiness and arrogance, I see as the highest level of confidence; self-esteem in its purest form.
Opponents, and all of the various traits they possess: their strengths, weaknesses, friends, weapons... these are trivial matters. I am the rock that ships of all make, regardless of size, speed, or armament, break themselves against. I've come to this point, not thanks to any particular training or experience, but just by virtue of the building blocks of life: fundamental genetics. My body was made for battle, and my heart blessed with a conqueror's desire. I don't do it because it's cool, or because there's money at the end of the road. If all the fame and fortune was stripped from this business, I'd still be here, because this is the means by which I can satisfy my most primal need.
Standing on the necks of other men... that is what I'm after. That is why I'm not just a member of the APW roster, but the personification of what the APW roster should be. Through violence, I will exercise my dominance. By my dominance, I’ll prove my excellence. And that excellence defines my very existence.
You'll find only high points in Carl Cage. Every step I’ll take will be a forward move, and every challenge will be utterly conquered. Some people sidestep or crawl under their hurdles. But I’ll leave no doubt, with every accomplishment, that I am clearly the better man. It will not be long now before I give you the ultimate proof... capturing the World Championship... to shut the mouth of every doubter. Once that's done, nobody's going to remember the little match this week with Twister, Michael Lively and Arcadia. It'll become a statistic; another notch on someone's Win-Loss Standings.
But for this week all three of you punks, ... from now till Sunday... it should be the most important match of your lives. This is when you are to be ousted, forever, from the upper echelon of the wrestling world. It's no embarrassment, at least in my eyes, to lose to Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley. But we seem to be the one's who nobody dares respect. I'm the wave of change that everyone's turning their back on. According to people like you, We are just a loud-mouth, right? Just loud-mouthed, cocky punk... right? So, when you lose this match morons, you simply have to ask yourself...
Who could possibly respect YOU now?
How fast it can all change. One night, you go to bed thinking you're something special. The next day, you find out you're just another loser. You are in line for that very realization.
Our greatness is not the primary reason I'll win this match. Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley are going to be victorious because you're not good enough to stop us. Our strengths aren't nearly as important as the many glaring weaknesses of our opponents.
You jerks are going to be embarrassment personified. You'll run from that ring with your pride tattered and ripped from your body. You'll be exposed to the world, naked in your weakness. Reality isn't just going to slap your face...you will be raped by reality. It's going to touch you where you don't want it, and it's going to force itself inside. You'll never be the same once it's had it's way.
Yes, the good old fans respond to effort. But after a while, they expect results. The constant disappointment turns them against you, and then it's just you out there, week after week, fighting for whatever shred of self-respect you might have left. You're the only one interested in you, and that's not much to fight for.
...Over-hyped creatures, who bring the hard fight only when the pressure's on. They've gotten fat in their egos, complacent in their status... and now comes me. The old guard's teeth are dulled by their sluggish thinking, and they aren't prepared for the razor sharp attack of a vicious hunter like myself. With stealth, I'll move through their land and come right up to where they lay. Now, APW brass have given me no chance to pounce. Therefore I must do things my way, without the brass on side.
The point is... I don't have to do anything new to beat you. Like the rest who've come, you three will fall. Not because you're so bad, but because we are just too good. We have run through many, and many of them your betters, to become the most impressive specimen in APW. I’ll vault past you when I simply turn up, but you three are too slow in grasping that truth. I'll render you, and those like you, empty and forgotten. You aren't the past, you aren't the future... you aren't even factors!
Carl Cage.
WRITTEN BY: CARLTON ALEXANDER CAGE, AKA CARL CAGE
Lessons
It's obvious, isn't it? This weekend’s match may be the most lopsided contest in history! The advantage is clear, and I'm not one to squander opportunity. My opponent's have my sympathy for the match they are being stuck in, but that goes out the window once the bell sounds. There are lessons to be learned, Action Packed Wrestling... lessons in just how dominant Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley can be. You've all been put on notice...
And so on it goes, one proof after another. An enforcer's best weapon is fear, and there are soon to be days when I will install that fear in the heart of the APW roster. You will all cower, not just from me, but from anyone who has my support. You will stand in awe of my presence, and hatred will be in abundance. You'll hate me for what I do, and even for why I do it. But most of all, you'll hate me because you're not good enough to do the same!
What I am... this ONE MAN... is the defining piece of the puzzle. I am the dot to your "i" and the cross to your "t". No matter what the question may be, I always have an answer. What other wrestlers keep calling cockiness and arrogance, I see as the highest level of confidence; self-esteem in its purest form.
Opponents, and all of the various traits they possess: their strengths, weaknesses, friends, weapons... these are trivial matters. I am the rock that ships of all make, regardless of size, speed, or armament, break themselves against. I've come to this point, not thanks to any particular training or experience, but just by virtue of the building blocks of life: fundamental genetics. My body was made for battle, and my heart blessed with a conqueror's desire. I don't do it because it's cool, or because there's money at the end of the road. If all the fame and fortune was stripped from this business, I'd still be here, because this is the means by which I can satisfy my most primal need.
Standing on the necks of other men... that is what I'm after. That is why I'm not just a member of the APW roster, but the personification of what the APW roster should be. Through violence, I will exercise my dominance. By my dominance, I’ll prove my excellence. And that excellence defines my very existence.
You'll find only high points in Carl Cage. Every step I’ll take will be a forward move, and every challenge will be utterly conquered. Some people sidestep or crawl under their hurdles. But I’ll leave no doubt, with every accomplishment, that I am clearly the better man. It will not be long now before I give you the ultimate proof... capturing the World Championship... to shut the mouth of every doubter. Once that's done, nobody's going to remember the little match this week with Twister, Michael Lively and Arcadia. It'll become a statistic; another notch on someone's Win-Loss Standings.
But for this week all three of you punks, ... from now till Sunday... it should be the most important match of your lives. This is when you are to be ousted, forever, from the upper echelon of the wrestling world. It's no embarrassment, at least in my eyes, to lose to Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley. But we seem to be the one's who nobody dares respect. I'm the wave of change that everyone's turning their back on. According to people like you, We are just a loud-mouth, right? Just loud-mouthed, cocky punk... right? So, when you lose this match morons, you simply have to ask yourself...
Who could possibly respect YOU now?
How fast it can all change. One night, you go to bed thinking you're something special. The next day, you find out you're just another loser. You are in line for that very realization.
Our greatness is not the primary reason I'll win this match. Pure Innovation and Tabitha Crowley are going to be victorious because you're not good enough to stop us. Our strengths aren't nearly as important as the many glaring weaknesses of our opponents.
You jerks are going to be embarrassment personified. You'll run from that ring with your pride tattered and ripped from your body. You'll be exposed to the world, naked in your weakness. Reality isn't just going to slap your face...you will be raped by reality. It's going to touch you where you don't want it, and it's going to force itself inside. You'll never be the same once it's had it's way.
Yes, the good old fans respond to effort. But after a while, they expect results. The constant disappointment turns them against you, and then it's just you out there, week after week, fighting for whatever shred of self-respect you might have left. You're the only one interested in you, and that's not much to fight for.
...Over-hyped creatures, who bring the hard fight only when the pressure's on. They've gotten fat in their egos, complacent in their status... and now comes me. The old guard's teeth are dulled by their sluggish thinking, and they aren't prepared for the razor sharp attack of a vicious hunter like myself. With stealth, I'll move through their land and come right up to where they lay. Now, APW brass have given me no chance to pounce. Therefore I must do things my way, without the brass on side.
The point is... I don't have to do anything new to beat you. Like the rest who've come, you three will fall. Not because you're so bad, but because we are just too good. We have run through many, and many of them your betters, to become the most impressive specimen in APW. I’ll vault past you when I simply turn up, but you three are too slow in grasping that truth. I'll render you, and those like you, empty and forgotten. You aren't the past, you aren't the future... you aren't even factors!
Carl Cage.
