“Decisions, decisions, decisions..”

Pacing, I was flustered with an anxiousness to do something loud. To be petty, maybe a little bitter even but putting all of those emotions into a pot that has been on simmer for a while now? It was bound to boil over at some point. Adjusting the Television Title on my shoulder that I have held since April, I continue my pace in the living room of my Houston home. 

“Let me not beat around the bush with subtleties. I have been in XWF be it this run or my last solely because of ONE man. Look around at the time I have invested and you will see that I made no friends, I barely interacted with much of the roster. I was never going to be a team player and now?”

Letting a snickered grin crawl across my face. “Now I see a future built more off a circle jerk than anything worth its water.” Pulling the TV Title from my shoulder, I held it out in front of me and stared down at it. 

“I have had this since a joke of a marriage ruined a friendship. I have held this for a long time now, longer than almost anyone else ever has and to be honest? I think this belt, the grind it takes to hold it has kept me focused on what is right in front of me. It has given me reason to push forward and never stray from the lane I have been in. 

Yet.. Things change.” Carefully as if it was fragile, I laid the belt down over the back of my sofa. Letting the palm of my right hand touch the surface of the centerpiece, I force myself to look elsewhere. 

“Mastermind! You have been clamoring on about Ned Kaye and wanting his attention since you returned and have yet to gain even a nod in your direction. You keep saying that it's YOUR Time but in what part of your career has it ever been your time? You are a walking Loss as far as Win/Loss records go and you are but a few strides away from being Razor Blade but guess what? None of that matters. What I am saying doesn't matter because on October 6th, you WILL become XWF Television Champion!”

Nodding, I was decided. In a very ‘burn it down’ way of thinking, I was all in. The time was now. 

“I quit. I will show up as I have done in every match I have been booked for. I will lock up with my opponent and put on one last show because that and only that has been my obligation to this company. I’m not loyal to XWF but it has been a stage worth being on these last few years. Theo was that glue and that glue is now gone..

Incompetence now rises. I would at this point return to OCW and wait to be purged again before I could or would trust those running the show backstage in XWF. We talking Vinnie and the black spots of mold that he has and will always create for the image of XWF? We talking Thad who, yes, ‘stepped down’ but that shouldn't surprise anyone. See Madness. See any show or promotion he has ‘headed’ before now to see what the MO is for him. When the reflection stops showing himself as the centerpiece, he loses interest. When he can't place his circle of friends in positions to succeed, he loses interest. It HAS to be Thad’s show because he is involved. See Relentless to find the most recent evidence. 

Booked himself in not one but TWO nights of the Three Nights available. Barney Green was a nice addon, wonder where the idea to bring him in came from? Much like when Sean Parker was running around with his head held high and someone suggested a Champion Versus Champion match just to sell some tickets.. 

I was told the TV Title wasn't on the same level as Anarchy though. So that spot went to the Universal Champion. I was promised a lower tier Champion and what do you know, THAT never happened either! I was planned for another match at Relentless. One in which I was greenlit for BOB but low and behold, that got changed up as well. How many fuck yous does someone take with a smile before enough is enough? Knowing Thad? At least it wasn't Thanksgiving this time around, yeah?”

Shaking my head from side to side. I was fed up. I was beyond frustrated and I had no reason not to let the lines blur a bit. Fuck me, fuck you was the mindset and I was very good at letting shit burn. 

“Now this company wants to go and bring in some nostalgia? People who are KNOWN flakes, who live off the name of yesteryear when they actually fucking showed up and mattered within these walls? It's funny because when it was Warstein, I understood. I was one of the first people he told because there might not be a great LIKE between us but we have come to have somewhat of a respect for one another. 

You want to bring in Bam Miller as filler, Barney Green to put over the powers that be? Fine but to bring in a whole fucking cunt of a bitch who wanted me Blacklisted because she is one pigeon short of a full coup? That's a play that Theo never would have made because it's bad for business.. 

I get it though. You have the few who couldn't even keep LFL alive coming in and thinking their investment will last longer this time around. How many times does someone attempt Madness before Madness consumes them? At least until Vinnie shits the bed again and does just enough to put a black eye back onto the company that THEO redeemed.”

Shrugging I was fairly sure that most people would have turned this off already. Nobody with ego likes to hear about ways they are doing something poorly. Safe spaces and what not. 

“I’d place more trust in Chris Page than I would in those currently running this promotion and I am not being paid enough to wear a mask and say otherwise. I don't pretend too well and now, I see no reason to even attempt to do so. Hell, Thad in many ways is a lot like Chris Page so maybe I just wouldn't trust that type or entitlement.

So Mastermind.. Get your waist ready, get those shoulders dusted off because I am giving you a free ticket! You had no chance in beating me. This isn't Anarchy and what you want doesn't really fucking matter to me or most anyone else. You were placed simply to be the guy I beat to extend my reign further and break or tie a record.. One I clearly don't care about because I don't know if it's breaking or tying it. This was never about records but clearly you want to keep tabs on wins, losses and what you did at every stage in your career so add this win to your career highlights! 

You are being HANDED a Championship! 

You are being gifted a fucking win that you will never have earned but what is earned these days? 

The wave of UGWC talent being placed in Contenders Matches or Title matches straight out the gate. The value of these titles have been drained for a long time and that was what I aimed to do with the TV Title, change the perspective. Defend against anyone and everyone because I KNEW that they would do just that, randomize my opponents. From Sloane being handed a shot to Cypher to even myself. To Dolly being handed not one but two shots and even when that was over, she was right back in a title picture because of who she is friends with. 

Why was Lauren targeting Dolly when Thad switched bitches and just ended up with someone else entirely? I guess I don't follow that story enough but rumor has it that some people don't really know about the stories taking place in this company unless it references or involves themselves so..

Open your fucking eyes and it's not hard to read the room. If at any time you have gotten on your knees to suck off a man who has more freak about him than a Diddy Party then you are probably due for a spotlight to be handed to you. See the alley oop given to his friends on Night Three of Relentless.. Which again, included himself. 

The vanity of it all is so very real that between the lot of them, you have to believe they play Hot Potato with a Violin so they can all take turns with their own Woe Is Me..”

Pausing, I once again grab the Television Title and lift it from the back of the couch. Holding it by one strap and showing it to the camera that was recording. 

“So this? This was fun. This gave me the opportunity to do what I do. Show up and compete without any bias of placement that wasn't earned. Never was I going to be booked in matches against those protected by their own sense of fame and success. The Corey Blacks are bitches scared of what truth they would face seeing me in the ring. The Sebastian’s who would tuck tail and run away like I was JPD 2.0 but if he only knew the truth that clearly isn't being told. He’d have never stayed in XWF to begin with.. I probably owe JPD an apology at this point to be fair.. Still, Seb’s eyes couldn't bear to see shit that hurt his wee lil heart so much but I guess when you OWN someone, you get your way to a degree huh? Place your bets on that reunion for 2025. Trust me. 

Maybe a lot of this is more subtle than I intended. Most of it won't be understood by the majority and that's fine. I don't really care anymore.. You can have all of it. My success here won't be mentioned or used to boost my signal when finding somewhere else to work. I don't need to live off what I have done here, never have. I was here because I was loyal to Theo Pryce.. 

I knew I would be gone when he told me MONTHS ago that he was leaving. He wanted me to try and find a way to stay. To find out if I could come to trust the process that these other people would apply but I just don't have the give a fuck to do so.. There isn't a point other than if I wanted to participate in the fuckery that is going to take place now and I don't have any intention of doing so.”

Tossing the belt over my right shoulder, I felt its weight and knew it would be one of the last times I would feel it. 

“The red belt is what most people don't want! Not because they don't want to be a Champion but because the schedule isn't something they can keep up with. See the ‘Draws’ and earlier matches I had to see proof of that. See the feeding of joke competition like Razor Blade or Thad’s ‘Monster’ friend who is a challenge to me but not to his reach around friends.. 

So Mastermind, I’m bringing you this TV Title on a silver platter. Just know that you won't have it long because someone is going to be placed in position to take it from you. Maybe one of the Ravens? That pass around bitch can see in two directions at once and she has to carry the load for her Family because James sure as fuck went ghost on most as soon as he got stuck married to her. 

Let me not dig into those with no value or worth in time invested. What made XWF worth a damn again is that without the egos of old leading the way, a new generation had started to rise. Aurora, Garcia, Lucy but now? The rise is clear and it all has attachment to those behind the scenes. If I wanted to compete in fuckery, I’d make amends with Tara Fenix or Chris Page. In truth? I’d rather be pissed on in AW so after this next Warfare, it's goodbye and I've been preparing for a goodbye with a handful of people for a while now. This will just come first..

I hope the bridge is burned. I hope someone gets their feelings hurt and wants desperately to talk shit because I won't hide my head and am easy to find. Hell, I’ll be at the show or on social media. Come see what troubles we can have.. If the powers that be want to erase this so nobody hears what I have to say? I have FIVE other companies who will be ready to have it seen and heard there and I will surely keep this company tagged so it doesn't go unnoticed. See you at Warfare.. Until then? Get the fuck out of my house!” 

Moving towards the front door, I open it and stand back. The camera moves closer, pausing to get a last shot of me before I nod and get them heading through the doorway. “Oh and..”

The camera twirls around as I get a last word out. “Pretty sure there is a spot open for War
 Games now as well..” I slammed the door and it was over.