Post by biggs on Jun 5, 2013 17:08:20 GMT -4
Depeche Mode’s “Spacewalker” plays as the words FIRST CONTACT flash across the starry background. The video shifts to Biggs, who is wearing a cherry red 49ers jersey, #7 for Colin Kaepernick. He also has on a pair of 49ers flip-flops, a 49ers ball cap, and even 49ers shades. He’s seated in a lawn chair outside of Cowboy Stadium. There are a couple of Dallas Cowboy fans who are randomly hanging out near the stadium, giving Biggs some flack as he just smiles and waves. He then turns to the camera, and begins to speak.
”Welcome, ladies and gents, to the latest episode of Biggs’ First Contact. Obviously, I am Biggs, and I’m sitting outside the site for this week’s Overdrive, Cowboy Stadium. Now my personal feelings towards the team that normally plays here aside, I’ve got to be honest, I am thrilled to be able to get to perform in front of so many fans tomorrow night! It should be a pay-per-view atmosphere for sure, with 100,000 plus fans in attendance! I’ll just have to make sure I don’t wear my red and gold gear tomorrow night, otherwise, I’ll probably be booed out of the building. Even though it would probably encourage my tag team partner tomorrow night, none other than the fabulous, the fantastic Amy Zing! You looked great in your win over Michael Jennings last week, and your wrestling wasn’t half-bad either!”
Biggs lowers his glasses to give a playful wink towards the camera.
“Gosh, I’ve been spending too much time with Stan and Armando….”
“Now Amy, I know that you’re a wee-bit wary about teaming with me tomorrow night, but let me assure you, I’ve changed quite a bit since that profile was posted on APW.com. It’s been needing to be edited for ages, as I’m no longer the man I once was, which I intend to prove to you tomorrow night in this very stadium.”
“The thing is, Amy, I think that you and I will actually get along quite well. After all, we share so many things in common!”
Biggs sticks out his fingers and counts along with each point.
”First off, we’re both speed based wrestlers. Second, we both love Doctor Who, Star Wars, and The Hunger Games. Third, my favorite football team is from your home town! If that doesn’t create tag team chemistry, I don’t know what does!”
“But in all seriousness, Amy, what I saw from you last week in your match against Michael Jennings, well, it made me a fan. If I wasn’t in the Test for the Best tournament, I’d be rooting for you myself! But the fact is, Amy, that only one person can win Test for the Best, and considering that winning the tournament is my best chance at getting another shot at Level-One, I must do everything I can to ensure that I not only make it to the finals, but win. Even if it means having to go up against people I like and respect. Of course, the only two people left in the running that fit that bill are you and C.J. Gates, and with you, it’s more of a respect thing. Obviously we haven’t had a chance to get together and discuss strategy or figure out how we’re going to work together tomorrow or anything like that, otherwise, you wouldn’t have had to rely on my outdated internet profile to try and get a read on me!”
“Still, I think between you and, we’ve got what it takes to defeat the supposed League of Extraordinary Wrestlers, Nathaniel Havok and Delikado. Sure, they’re an established team. Granted, it’s only been a week, but still, they’re an established team, gosh darnnit!”
The sarcasm is thick in Biggs’ voice with that statement.
”Listen, guys, I know that you think that you’re being held down by politics. I know that you think that you are the best wrestlers in APW. But’s here’s a news flash for you, fellas, each and every member of the APW roster thinks that they are the best wrestler in APW! But just because you think something, doesn’t make it true! I could walk around all day thinking that I’m duck, talking in a Donald Duck voice, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m a human being. If you want to talk about being the best, don’t just say it with words, prove it in the ring!”
“This whole League of Extraordinary Wrestlers thing, it just smacks of insincerity. It reeks of jealousy, and it just comes off like you’re all whining because you aren’t at or near the top of the card. Your leader, Evan Envi, and believe me, guys, he is your leader, whether you want to admit it or not, but your leader has been going on and on and on and on and on and on for months about how he’s been passed over by management for World Title shots. He’s been whining since last October about how I got ‘his’ spot inside the Elimination Chamber.”
Biggs makes the quote marks with his fingers as he says “his.”
”But we all remember what happened at One Night in Hell, how I came within a whisper of defeating Terry Marvin. And even though I lost that match, and the subsequent title match at Christmas Chaos, you didn’t hear me whining or complaining about it. I simply continued to do my job, which is to go out to that ring, and wrestle.”
“And sure, that what you guys are blabbing on and on about, saying about how you’re just going to come out to the ring to wrestle. But the fact that you feel the need to bring attention to that by talking about it shows me that you guys aren’t really in it for the wrestling, you’re in it for the attention. If it was really, truly just about pure wrestling, you’d let your in-ring work do the talking for itself. But no, you guys have decided to take the same route as a six-year old trying to show off to his neglectful parents. You’re all like ‘Look at us! We’re special! We’re the real wrestlers! Those other guys who have been spending years and years training and competing, they’re not real wrestlers like us!’”
“It’s foolish.”
“It’s false.”
“It’s elitist.”
“It’s crap! I’m just saying…”
Biggs shrugs his shoulders.
”But as for the two of you specifically, Havok and Deli, for two guys who claim for it to be all about the wrestling, with no gimmicks, no frills, well, quite frankly, you two are practically walking, talking gimmicks! I mean Havok, ‘The Enforcer of All Sorrow,’ Mr. Dark and Gloomy himself, you, of all people, are going to take a stand against gimmicks and politics? Let me ask you this, Havok? Who politicked his way into getting Chaz Dillinger’s Championship Present at Christmas Chaos 2011? Who used to paint his face an assortment of colors and claim to be some dark servant of the Devil himself? Who put on a mask and pretended to be Finnish? I think the answer to all three of those questions is you, Nathaniel. And while I’m all for people to be able to turn over a new leaf, while I’m all for people having a change of heart, it just doesn’t seem genuine coming from you.”
“And Delikado. Deli, Deli, Deli. I’ve got to be honest, I find you hilarious. You’re a laugh riot. It’s just too bad you’re also a jerk. Maybe it’s cultural differences, maybe it’s the thick Cuban accent, maybe it’s just the way you carry yourself in general, but I have a lot of trouble believing that the walking punch line that you are out of the ring can be overshadowed by your talent in the ring. Don’t get me wrong, Deli, I know that you can go. You wouldn’t have held the Overdrive Championship if you weren’t a good wrestler. But the reason why people tolerate you, why they put up with you, is because you’re just so gosh darn funny. Granted, a lot of times, the joke is at your expense, and that’s exactly the case with this League of Extraordinary Wrestlers you find yourself in now. As much as your group likes to espouse equality, as much as you talk about how you’re all on an even playing field, the bottom line is that Evan Envi is pulling each and every one of your strings! You’re the comic relief, Deli. That’s all Evan’s ever going to see you as.”
“Well, that, and the guy who’s just above Buckson Gooch in the pecking order. Now normally, I’d feel bad for the Gooch being associated with the lot of you, but unfortunately, he joined The League of his free will. I’ll be honest, it upsets me that the Gooch has been influenced by y’all. Havok, Deli, and Envi, all three of you have made careers of being liars, cheaters, and whiners. Gooch was one of the last real, true good guys in this business, and you’re trying to corrupt him. Sad thing is, it looks like its working.”
“I just pray and hope that A.C. Smith doesn’t buy into your little faction. I hope he doesn’t drink your Kool-Aid. Because the fact of the matter is this, there’s only so much room at the top of the card, and you don’t get there by talking about how you deserve to be up there. You get there by winning matches! Plain and simple! There’s no secret formula, there’s no clandestine scheme against anybody. In this business, if you want to be viewed as one of the best, you prove it inside that ring!”
“So tomorrow night, when we face off in front of the hundreds of thousands of fans who will fill Cowboy Stadium, remember this, League, the cream always rises to the top! If you truly are as good as you say you are, you will get your title matches, you will get your Main Events. But you won’t do it against me and Amy, because unlike the two of you bozos, we actually fight to earn what we get! Amy proved that last week when she scrapped and clawed her way to a victory over Michael Jennings! I proved it when I came back from my concussion to successfully defeat Shadow to move on in Test for the Best!”
“The League of Extraordinary Wrestlers, well, you guys just want greatness to be bestowed upon you! You want people to say, hey, you’re a bunch of great wrestlers. But you’re not going to get that recognition by whining and complaining. To get respect, you have to earn it. And right now, there is nothing that you’re doing to earn my respect, Amy’s respect, or especially the respect of the fans! If you can somehow beat Amy and I tomorrow night, and if you can somehow do that without acting like attention starved puppies, then maybe, just maybe, folks might showing you some semblance of respect. But until you learn to stop begging like the dogs that you are, you won’t attain what you want. You just won’t.”
Biggs shakes his head a bit, but then appears to have a bright idea.
”Before I sign off, Amy, if you’re watching this, I got an idea what we can call ourselves tomorrow night! I know that I’m already a member of The Space Cowboys with C.J. Gates, but for our pairing Amy, why don’t we call ourselves Team Tardis! We both like Doctor Who!”
Biggs has a cheesy grin on his face, as though he’s trying to gain approval from the person on the other side of the computer monitor! After a few moments, his cheesy grin shifts to a smirk.
”After all, how could the team of Amy Zing and The Spaceman be anything but OUT OF THIS WORLD!”
The APW logo and copyright flash across the bottom of the screen as First Contact fades to black.
”Welcome, ladies and gents, to the latest episode of Biggs’ First Contact. Obviously, I am Biggs, and I’m sitting outside the site for this week’s Overdrive, Cowboy Stadium. Now my personal feelings towards the team that normally plays here aside, I’ve got to be honest, I am thrilled to be able to get to perform in front of so many fans tomorrow night! It should be a pay-per-view atmosphere for sure, with 100,000 plus fans in attendance! I’ll just have to make sure I don’t wear my red and gold gear tomorrow night, otherwise, I’ll probably be booed out of the building. Even though it would probably encourage my tag team partner tomorrow night, none other than the fabulous, the fantastic Amy Zing! You looked great in your win over Michael Jennings last week, and your wrestling wasn’t half-bad either!”
Biggs lowers his glasses to give a playful wink towards the camera.
“Gosh, I’ve been spending too much time with Stan and Armando….”
“Now Amy, I know that you’re a wee-bit wary about teaming with me tomorrow night, but let me assure you, I’ve changed quite a bit since that profile was posted on APW.com. It’s been needing to be edited for ages, as I’m no longer the man I once was, which I intend to prove to you tomorrow night in this very stadium.”
“The thing is, Amy, I think that you and I will actually get along quite well. After all, we share so many things in common!”
Biggs sticks out his fingers and counts along with each point.
”First off, we’re both speed based wrestlers. Second, we both love Doctor Who, Star Wars, and The Hunger Games. Third, my favorite football team is from your home town! If that doesn’t create tag team chemistry, I don’t know what does!”
“But in all seriousness, Amy, what I saw from you last week in your match against Michael Jennings, well, it made me a fan. If I wasn’t in the Test for the Best tournament, I’d be rooting for you myself! But the fact is, Amy, that only one person can win Test for the Best, and considering that winning the tournament is my best chance at getting another shot at Level-One, I must do everything I can to ensure that I not only make it to the finals, but win. Even if it means having to go up against people I like and respect. Of course, the only two people left in the running that fit that bill are you and C.J. Gates, and with you, it’s more of a respect thing. Obviously we haven’t had a chance to get together and discuss strategy or figure out how we’re going to work together tomorrow or anything like that, otherwise, you wouldn’t have had to rely on my outdated internet profile to try and get a read on me!”
“Still, I think between you and, we’ve got what it takes to defeat the supposed League of Extraordinary Wrestlers, Nathaniel Havok and Delikado. Sure, they’re an established team. Granted, it’s only been a week, but still, they’re an established team, gosh darnnit!”
The sarcasm is thick in Biggs’ voice with that statement.
”Listen, guys, I know that you think that you’re being held down by politics. I know that you think that you are the best wrestlers in APW. But’s here’s a news flash for you, fellas, each and every member of the APW roster thinks that they are the best wrestler in APW! But just because you think something, doesn’t make it true! I could walk around all day thinking that I’m duck, talking in a Donald Duck voice, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m a human being. If you want to talk about being the best, don’t just say it with words, prove it in the ring!”
“This whole League of Extraordinary Wrestlers thing, it just smacks of insincerity. It reeks of jealousy, and it just comes off like you’re all whining because you aren’t at or near the top of the card. Your leader, Evan Envi, and believe me, guys, he is your leader, whether you want to admit it or not, but your leader has been going on and on and on and on and on and on for months about how he’s been passed over by management for World Title shots. He’s been whining since last October about how I got ‘his’ spot inside the Elimination Chamber.”
Biggs makes the quote marks with his fingers as he says “his.”
”But we all remember what happened at One Night in Hell, how I came within a whisper of defeating Terry Marvin. And even though I lost that match, and the subsequent title match at Christmas Chaos, you didn’t hear me whining or complaining about it. I simply continued to do my job, which is to go out to that ring, and wrestle.”
“And sure, that what you guys are blabbing on and on about, saying about how you’re just going to come out to the ring to wrestle. But the fact that you feel the need to bring attention to that by talking about it shows me that you guys aren’t really in it for the wrestling, you’re in it for the attention. If it was really, truly just about pure wrestling, you’d let your in-ring work do the talking for itself. But no, you guys have decided to take the same route as a six-year old trying to show off to his neglectful parents. You’re all like ‘Look at us! We’re special! We’re the real wrestlers! Those other guys who have been spending years and years training and competing, they’re not real wrestlers like us!’”
“It’s foolish.”
“It’s false.”
“It’s elitist.”
“It’s crap! I’m just saying…”
Biggs shrugs his shoulders.
”But as for the two of you specifically, Havok and Deli, for two guys who claim for it to be all about the wrestling, with no gimmicks, no frills, well, quite frankly, you two are practically walking, talking gimmicks! I mean Havok, ‘The Enforcer of All Sorrow,’ Mr. Dark and Gloomy himself, you, of all people, are going to take a stand against gimmicks and politics? Let me ask you this, Havok? Who politicked his way into getting Chaz Dillinger’s Championship Present at Christmas Chaos 2011? Who used to paint his face an assortment of colors and claim to be some dark servant of the Devil himself? Who put on a mask and pretended to be Finnish? I think the answer to all three of those questions is you, Nathaniel. And while I’m all for people to be able to turn over a new leaf, while I’m all for people having a change of heart, it just doesn’t seem genuine coming from you.”
“And Delikado. Deli, Deli, Deli. I’ve got to be honest, I find you hilarious. You’re a laugh riot. It’s just too bad you’re also a jerk. Maybe it’s cultural differences, maybe it’s the thick Cuban accent, maybe it’s just the way you carry yourself in general, but I have a lot of trouble believing that the walking punch line that you are out of the ring can be overshadowed by your talent in the ring. Don’t get me wrong, Deli, I know that you can go. You wouldn’t have held the Overdrive Championship if you weren’t a good wrestler. But the reason why people tolerate you, why they put up with you, is because you’re just so gosh darn funny. Granted, a lot of times, the joke is at your expense, and that’s exactly the case with this League of Extraordinary Wrestlers you find yourself in now. As much as your group likes to espouse equality, as much as you talk about how you’re all on an even playing field, the bottom line is that Evan Envi is pulling each and every one of your strings! You’re the comic relief, Deli. That’s all Evan’s ever going to see you as.”
“Well, that, and the guy who’s just above Buckson Gooch in the pecking order. Now normally, I’d feel bad for the Gooch being associated with the lot of you, but unfortunately, he joined The League of his free will. I’ll be honest, it upsets me that the Gooch has been influenced by y’all. Havok, Deli, and Envi, all three of you have made careers of being liars, cheaters, and whiners. Gooch was one of the last real, true good guys in this business, and you’re trying to corrupt him. Sad thing is, it looks like its working.”
“I just pray and hope that A.C. Smith doesn’t buy into your little faction. I hope he doesn’t drink your Kool-Aid. Because the fact of the matter is this, there’s only so much room at the top of the card, and you don’t get there by talking about how you deserve to be up there. You get there by winning matches! Plain and simple! There’s no secret formula, there’s no clandestine scheme against anybody. In this business, if you want to be viewed as one of the best, you prove it inside that ring!”
“So tomorrow night, when we face off in front of the hundreds of thousands of fans who will fill Cowboy Stadium, remember this, League, the cream always rises to the top! If you truly are as good as you say you are, you will get your title matches, you will get your Main Events. But you won’t do it against me and Amy, because unlike the two of you bozos, we actually fight to earn what we get! Amy proved that last week when she scrapped and clawed her way to a victory over Michael Jennings! I proved it when I came back from my concussion to successfully defeat Shadow to move on in Test for the Best!”
“The League of Extraordinary Wrestlers, well, you guys just want greatness to be bestowed upon you! You want people to say, hey, you’re a bunch of great wrestlers. But you’re not going to get that recognition by whining and complaining. To get respect, you have to earn it. And right now, there is nothing that you’re doing to earn my respect, Amy’s respect, or especially the respect of the fans! If you can somehow beat Amy and I tomorrow night, and if you can somehow do that without acting like attention starved puppies, then maybe, just maybe, folks might showing you some semblance of respect. But until you learn to stop begging like the dogs that you are, you won’t attain what you want. You just won’t.”
Biggs shakes his head a bit, but then appears to have a bright idea.
”Before I sign off, Amy, if you’re watching this, I got an idea what we can call ourselves tomorrow night! I know that I’m already a member of The Space Cowboys with C.J. Gates, but for our pairing Amy, why don’t we call ourselves Team Tardis! We both like Doctor Who!”
Biggs has a cheesy grin on his face, as though he’s trying to gain approval from the person on the other side of the computer monitor! After a few moments, his cheesy grin shifts to a smirk.
”After all, how could the team of Amy Zing and The Spaceman be anything but OUT OF THIS WORLD!”
The APW logo and copyright flash across the bottom of the screen as First Contact fades to black.
