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I FUCKING LOST! - Great Buzzard Eli James IV - 08-07-2014
I wasn't sure how to react. I remember hearing the announcer's voice declaring Mark Flynn the winner this past Madness show. My heart stopped. My thoughts were confused. Not only that.. I had a match coming up against a former XWF champion in the return of Aidan Collins. I walked towards the back after the match and sat down in my locker room. I could hear the noise coming from Mark Flynn's room. The excitement. I heard the XWF superstars whispering about the loss. I had it.
"Heh. Hehehe. Fucking bullshit. Bullshit! I busted my fucking ass for this company over a year! Shane.. when people left your sorry ass high and dry.. guess who was there to pick up the damn slack? Eli Fucking James!
Let's take a trip down memory lane since everyone seems to enjoy talking about the past around here.
It was Eli James, Mark Flynn, Luca Arzegotti, and a few other idiots in an Elimination Chamber match. The whole match was building around the humor and bullshit match between John Madison, the King of the XWF at the time.. and his boy wonder Luca Arzegotti. There was no mystery about it. Everyone knew that was the goal in mind. This was when Shane backed those idiots.
I wasn't on the radar. No one thought about Eli James coming in and doing what I did. I was an after thought. It was going to be either Luca or Mark winning that number one contender match.
Mark left.
Then it became Luca and I as the two final participants. What happened? John Madison. The XWF's baby bitch. He and Luca played their little amusement game and screwed me out of the match. Go watch the tape.
What happened afterwards? John asked me to join the Black Circle. The truth is.. if ya can't beat them, ask them to join ya. John knew I was going to end his sorry reign and the only way he could stop it was to screw me out of the match, and then ask me to join his club.
It doesn't matter who ended the Black Circle.
It matters who made them irrelevant. That 'who' is Eli James.
I was told to back away from the Black Circle, but did I? No. I pushed forward and I did what no man in this company did.. end their hype. I showed everyone who they really were.. the Brady Bunch who dressed up in tough guy clothes. They fooled everyone, but not me.
Fast forward.. and the little scary girl we call Duke rejoins them and they talk their game. What happens when they reunite? They lose to Brock Lesnar, Elisha, and Anonymous in a Trio Title match. Brock fights once a year.. Anonymous disappeared.. and I beat Elisha's sorry ass. Those were the three to beat the ever so dangerous Black Circle.
Monday Night Madness... a little over a year it comes full circle... Eli James vs. Mark Flynn.. and who gets involved? Well, Johnny is the special referee. Luca comes out on commentary. And because it's Duke's time of the month.. he decides to take it out on Mark and I.
It seems this company doesn't want me to be Champion anymore.
It seems Ozy, Paul, and whoever else decides to come in as a GM can't control the damn show. They play favorites. They let certain people do whatever the hell they want, and why? Because they suck your dick? I guess Peter was right in that aspect. Peter wasn't telling people to suck his dick.. he was simply telling us who sucks dick. John Madison. Sebastian Duke. Luca Arzegotti.
Don't get me wrong... Mark was a great competitor. He fought and stole the damn show.
Speaking of stealing the show.. Paul and Ozy can talk about taking Monday Night Madness to the next level.. it's not going anywhere without guys like me and Mark. It'd be a shit hole.
Mark and I will meet again.. without the dumb fucks getting involved.
You want the spotlight so bad? HERE IT IS! I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU.. YOU'RE IN THE SPOTLIGHT!"
Eli slams his locker room door open and the camera man is following him. He starts slinging doors open as he walks down the hall yelling. One room he opens has a bag of white powder.. he walks in and puts it up his nose. He turns back to the camera with white powder all over his face.
"Isn't this what you all wanted? You wanted ELI JAMES DEAD? You wanted me to turn against my words so everything you tried to call me out on were true? You want me to shove my mouth with food and become a glutton? You want me to put cocaine in my nose and be a druggy?
Bring any broad in here and I'll fuck her for the night.
Isn't this what you wanted XWF?
I'm tired of calling pieces of shit out who just want to ignore it.
I called out countless so called legends and you know what they did? They put their tail between their legs, pushed their balls inside their body, and ran. Not because they were afraid of me. No. They did it because it's what this damn company produces! It's XWF legends at its best!
Now I get a chance to fight some self-proclaimed XWF legend by the name of Aidan Collins. If you're such a legend, how come I've never heard of you until now? How come you had to share your entire history with everyone? Don't you think if you were such a legend.. people would be talking about you while you were gone? Don't you think.. if you were such a legend.. I would've heard your name in the passing at least once?
I heard names like Knightmask. He was gone when I arrived, but I still heard his name.
Aidan Collins... the name of a legend that no one talks about. You make me fucking laugh, man.
I never heard your name.. but by your little speech.. it seems you've heard the name Eli James. So who the fuck is the legend around here?
Oh, that's right.. you went on to tell us your whole history about what you accomplished several years ago.
Here's my history...
I've defeated Sid Feder, Neo Nero, Sebastian Duke, Angelus, Stevie Tyler, Tony Santos, and many more. I don't really need to give you a direct list because you get the idea.
The only way people could beat me is a cheat or a briefcase. Funny, that seems to still be the case around here.
I lost my United States title after defending it successfully... getting beat down.. and then someone cashing in. It took all that.. to finally remove the US title from around my waste.
Do you know why the U.S title is no longer around? Because after I held it for so long.. and the briefcase winner lost.. the title turned to shit. That's why.
I won the European Title.
I won the Tag Team Titles.
I won the Trio Titles.
You know why I am an undefeated champion with those belts? Because I vacated them. Why? To give others a chance and to show people titles are not my life. Preaching the message I was given long ago is my life.. and I've said it since Day.. Fucking... One.. and yet people still try to call my a false prophet.
Hell, let's save you some time.
I've been called fat and obese. Ha... Ha. Great stuff.
I've been labeled as a Christian.. as a Jim Jones type guy.
People have said over and over again that I speak lies, and NEVER TELL ME WHAT THE FUCKING LIES ARE.
Everything I say is backed up my action, Aidan. This may be something new for you, I don't know.. because again.. I've never heard of your sorry ass.
Go ahead, great and mighty legend... say something original... be creative... BEAT ME! I"M BEGGING YOU! BEAT ME! MAKE ME CRY AND SCREAM I QUIT.. HOLD ME DOWN FOR THE THREE COUNT...
I don't care how you do it, Aidan... but let's see if your whole legacy shit talk is real.. let's see if this hype of yours you did on yourself is true."
Eli takes the rest of the coke on the table and throws it around the room. He gets himself covered in it. He starts laughing uncontrollably.
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Mark Flynn knocks on the door. It's halfway open. Eli James is laying on the floor passed out. Mark starts to lightly kick Eli to make sure he's alive and saying his name over again. Eli finally moves.. and looks up at Mark.. smiling.
"Thank ya.."
"Any time."
Mark backs up to the door, finds the knob, and slips out. Eli stands there with a grin on his face like he enjoyed losing the match and everything that had happened.
Strange dream I had.