Post by ajking on Jan 24, 2011 12:53:57 GMT -4
1-24-11 An old GymLas Vegas, Nevada
The humid air is filled with the smell of sweat as the camera comes into focus on what appears to be an old gym. The dim lighting hanging from the ceiling leaves a few bright patches of light on the floor and a dismal glow to the surrounding area. Several rusty looking weight bench lie scattered across the floor, with a little diversity thrown into the mix as a couple misshaped and torn heavy bags are suspended a foot or two above the ground. In the rear of the gym one of the tattered heavy bags can be seen swinging back and forth with the sound of each blow to the leather filling the air.
AJ King is seen swaying back and forth railing the heavy bag with an array of punches and kicks. AJ drenched in sweat from training. AJ standing there in his white tank top soaked up with perspiration and black kickboxing shorts he catches the heavy bag upon its return stopping its momentum. AJ pauses for a moment leaning forward into the bag his hands gripping the top of the bag beads of sweat run down his forehead to the mat below.
AJ: Last week I faced an opponent not worthy of stepping through the ropes. A man who I believe has to wear a helmet to dinner and floaties if he is having soup. This man came in the ring and when that bell rang… I am not really sure what snapped inside me, but I beat this man to a pulp, punished him far worse than anything he could have possibly deserved… but all that I did to that helpless man I found a sickening enjoyment, or pleasure if you will, in the carnage.
This type of fierceness is exactly what the APW needs. This is the damn APW it’s not some ballet, if the fans want to see something softcore they should video tape what happens in the Free Agency locker room. The APW fans deserve more then that wither they like what they see or not. These fans buy tickets to see someone like me, someone who doesn’t care what anyone thinks and is able to push that much harder and go Beyond Reality to bring them the carnage they crave… Some may cheer while others boo but deep down inside you all have that animalistic instinct wanting to see more pain, and more blood.
This newly revived aggression is something I haven’t seen since the early days of my MMA career. I’m not sure if it’s the arrogant words of Terry Marvin or the utter lack of respect for my opponent last week that has awakened this side of me. The one thing I know for certain is that it’s time for me to start playing by my own rules. Inside that damn ring you will be stepping into my world. No matter how many boyfriends the Free Agency brings to the ring, or how God himself has graced the ring with the presence of Terry Marvin… Once that bell rings you’re in my world.
AJ releases the heavy bag walking over to a nearby bench straddled by a towel. The light over head is reflecting off the sweat covered arms of AJ King as he reaches for the towel wiping the sweat from his face. AJ bends down once more picking up a water bottle sitting on the floor next to the bench. AJ sits on the bench as he takes a small drink of the water from the bottle. AJ gathers his composure a little just before he starts to speak.
AJ: The APW has seen the rise of this new fast spreading strain of genital herpes in that of the Free Agency. These people just stick with you for life.There nothing but a disease You can’t ever get rid of them just maybe cover them with some cream from time to time. With the addition of L1’s newest boy toys Jason Kash, Knuckles, and Nate Bishop the is finally Free Agency was big enough to have the balls to actually confront Kaycee Young in the ring face to face. Granted it’s at a 6 to 1 advantage in their favor but hey what more can you ask from this boy band in the making… But enough publicity about this cowardice second coming of the Village People, that’s not what I want to talk about.
AJ takes a seat on the bench beside his towel. He places his elbows on his knees leaning forward lowering the bottle of water to the ground between his legs. He raises his head up to face the camera.
AJ: This past week God’s Gift to wrestling picked up his second win in the APW. Well done Terry, your on a roll broski. Your ego, as unbelievable as it may seem, has grown even bigger. You were so cleaver last week I mean who would have thought to change my last name to Queen like I’m a girl or something… You are just soooo funny. I loved the acting part to put your opponent in a false sense of you being a 13 year old little girl too. I mean that temper tantrum was really believable I was just waiting for you to throw yourself on the ground kicking and screaming about how you deserve to be the main event.
Last time we met you walked away with a win… I underestimated you that was my mistake, not making an excuse you were the better man that day. Now don’t go getting ahead of yourself granted you did win the match, but you didn’t beat me. That match did do one thing for sure though it opened my eyes, and forced me to face my own mistakes. Now it’s time to test you, see just how far you will go. You claim to just get in the ring and get the job done. I’m going to make you work for it this week. Make you dig deep within yourself to pull out a win in this match.
You want to call it Showtime, but there will be no mirrors… no flashing lights… just a test of blood, guts, sinew, and most importantly heart. You come out here and want everything handed to you as if you were something special. Well Terry take that 6 second attention span you have and burn it all at once on what I’m about to say… God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, and we crucified him. God’s own son was killed by man, so I ask you what deems you so lucky of a better fate then the only son of God?
This week at Survive and Conquer you will be beaten, broken, and your spirit shattered… God’s Gift to Wrestling will beg and plead for mercy but find none. You are going to be facing off against a man with nothing to fear. A man who will put everything on the line with no concern of physical safety to accomplish his goal. You will be facing off against me, and this won’t be no simple walk in the park. I am going to keep coming at you… on the ground, in the air, inside the ring, outside the ring. It don’t matter where the match turns I will be there testing your sinew, and your heart. The Pay-Per View is very properly named this match will be far more then just a rematch it will be a fight, a fight for your very Survival!
AJ stands up and walks past the camera man disappearing into the darkness of the gym. Suddenly, a far door opens and AJ can be seen stepping out of the building. The camera pans back to the bench where AJ’s towel and water bottle rest as the camera fades out.
The humid air is filled with the smell of sweat as the camera comes into focus on what appears to be an old gym. The dim lighting hanging from the ceiling leaves a few bright patches of light on the floor and a dismal glow to the surrounding area. Several rusty looking weight bench lie scattered across the floor, with a little diversity thrown into the mix as a couple misshaped and torn heavy bags are suspended a foot or two above the ground. In the rear of the gym one of the tattered heavy bags can be seen swinging back and forth with the sound of each blow to the leather filling the air.
AJ King is seen swaying back and forth railing the heavy bag with an array of punches and kicks. AJ drenched in sweat from training. AJ standing there in his white tank top soaked up with perspiration and black kickboxing shorts he catches the heavy bag upon its return stopping its momentum. AJ pauses for a moment leaning forward into the bag his hands gripping the top of the bag beads of sweat run down his forehead to the mat below.
AJ: Last week I faced an opponent not worthy of stepping through the ropes. A man who I believe has to wear a helmet to dinner and floaties if he is having soup. This man came in the ring and when that bell rang… I am not really sure what snapped inside me, but I beat this man to a pulp, punished him far worse than anything he could have possibly deserved… but all that I did to that helpless man I found a sickening enjoyment, or pleasure if you will, in the carnage.
This type of fierceness is exactly what the APW needs. This is the damn APW it’s not some ballet, if the fans want to see something softcore they should video tape what happens in the Free Agency locker room. The APW fans deserve more then that wither they like what they see or not. These fans buy tickets to see someone like me, someone who doesn’t care what anyone thinks and is able to push that much harder and go Beyond Reality to bring them the carnage they crave… Some may cheer while others boo but deep down inside you all have that animalistic instinct wanting to see more pain, and more blood.
This newly revived aggression is something I haven’t seen since the early days of my MMA career. I’m not sure if it’s the arrogant words of Terry Marvin or the utter lack of respect for my opponent last week that has awakened this side of me. The one thing I know for certain is that it’s time for me to start playing by my own rules. Inside that damn ring you will be stepping into my world. No matter how many boyfriends the Free Agency brings to the ring, or how God himself has graced the ring with the presence of Terry Marvin… Once that bell rings you’re in my world.
AJ releases the heavy bag walking over to a nearby bench straddled by a towel. The light over head is reflecting off the sweat covered arms of AJ King as he reaches for the towel wiping the sweat from his face. AJ bends down once more picking up a water bottle sitting on the floor next to the bench. AJ sits on the bench as he takes a small drink of the water from the bottle. AJ gathers his composure a little just before he starts to speak.
AJ: The APW has seen the rise of this new fast spreading strain of genital herpes in that of the Free Agency. These people just stick with you for life.There nothing but a disease You can’t ever get rid of them just maybe cover them with some cream from time to time. With the addition of L1’s newest boy toys Jason Kash, Knuckles, and Nate Bishop the is finally Free Agency was big enough to have the balls to actually confront Kaycee Young in the ring face to face. Granted it’s at a 6 to 1 advantage in their favor but hey what more can you ask from this boy band in the making… But enough publicity about this cowardice second coming of the Village People, that’s not what I want to talk about.
AJ takes a seat on the bench beside his towel. He places his elbows on his knees leaning forward lowering the bottle of water to the ground between his legs. He raises his head up to face the camera.
AJ: This past week God’s Gift to wrestling picked up his second win in the APW. Well done Terry, your on a roll broski. Your ego, as unbelievable as it may seem, has grown even bigger. You were so cleaver last week I mean who would have thought to change my last name to Queen like I’m a girl or something… You are just soooo funny. I loved the acting part to put your opponent in a false sense of you being a 13 year old little girl too. I mean that temper tantrum was really believable I was just waiting for you to throw yourself on the ground kicking and screaming about how you deserve to be the main event.
Last time we met you walked away with a win… I underestimated you that was my mistake, not making an excuse you were the better man that day. Now don’t go getting ahead of yourself granted you did win the match, but you didn’t beat me. That match did do one thing for sure though it opened my eyes, and forced me to face my own mistakes. Now it’s time to test you, see just how far you will go. You claim to just get in the ring and get the job done. I’m going to make you work for it this week. Make you dig deep within yourself to pull out a win in this match.
You want to call it Showtime, but there will be no mirrors… no flashing lights… just a test of blood, guts, sinew, and most importantly heart. You come out here and want everything handed to you as if you were something special. Well Terry take that 6 second attention span you have and burn it all at once on what I’m about to say… God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, and we crucified him. God’s own son was killed by man, so I ask you what deems you so lucky of a better fate then the only son of God?
This week at Survive and Conquer you will be beaten, broken, and your spirit shattered… God’s Gift to Wrestling will beg and plead for mercy but find none. You are going to be facing off against a man with nothing to fear. A man who will put everything on the line with no concern of physical safety to accomplish his goal. You will be facing off against me, and this won’t be no simple walk in the park. I am going to keep coming at you… on the ground, in the air, inside the ring, outside the ring. It don’t matter where the match turns I will be there testing your sinew, and your heart. The Pay-Per View is very properly named this match will be far more then just a rematch it will be a fight, a fight for your very Survival!
AJ stands up and walks past the camera man disappearing into the darkness of the gym. Suddenly, a far door opens and AJ can be seen stepping out of the building. The camera pans back to the bench where AJ’s towel and water bottle rest as the camera fades out.
