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B.O.B. D · (05-02-2019)

Growing up, I didn't always have the best attitude. I wasn't a trouble maker or a thug who broke the law, I just never had much of a positive outlook on life. Women wouldn't date me because I was overweight, I wasn't good at football, and my grades weren't the greatest. It was a rough time and there were multiple points where I thought about just ending it all. It would've been so easy.

Once high school was over, I continued to have a very negative outlook on things. Girls still wouldn't date me, I was living with my parents, and my job sucked. I'd go to work everyday with the mindset that night was gonna be the worst night of my life and it pretty much always was. It felt like the whole world was trying to suffocate me and there wasn't a thing I could do about it.

Then one day a friend of mine asked me how things were going. I snapped at him, something I did alot to people who tried to help, and told him how shitty everything was. This friend then introduced me to a way of thinking he insisted would make my daily life go so much better. It was the belief that all you have to do is think positive and good things would happen to you.

I tried this method for a while and it actually worked. The shitty things I would experience at my job started to not happen, I got a girlfriend, and made it into the wrestling business. Over the next few years, I had quite an up and down journey. I lost touch with my friend when I became a star and eventually lost touch with his way if thinking. And it bit me in the ass.

Not long after winning my first and only World Heavyweight Championship, I lost it. That loss sent me into a downward spiral. I never won it back, though I won various other titles, but there was always that feeling of emptiness. I was the best there was for a month and I desired to be that once more.

Which brings me to where I am now. When I first arrived in the XWF, I had that old attitude I left the business with. Unpleasant, misguided anger that I wasn't being showcased in the proper light. 'Big D doesn't open shows, he Main Events' I said at one point. I still believe that statement to be true, hell, it WAS true as I was Main Eventing against Lux come Saturday.

But there was still plenty of anger, negativity that was very well dragging me down. I beat up Steve Sayors for no reason at all. I was angry that no-one even whispered my name for Superstar of the Month. And now Lux was mocking me with anything they could come up with. It wasn't the highlight of my career watching that thing hold a fake game show, pretending they were as good as me mocking Kid Kool.

Then there was the mystery of how Lux discovered my attempt at an upper hand by wearing women's clothing. It's not like I did it on camera. Were they spying on me? I mean, Bill Bellichick did the same thing to the Rams to win his first Super Bowl, so it would make sense. Can Lux read the thoughts I'm having now? They accused me of having some sort of ability to see other universes, makes me wonder what kind of powers Lux could possibly have.

I wanted to be mad at Lux, wanted to use my rage inside the ring to win the TV Title in convincing fashion, but I couldn't. Every movie you ever see where someone uses anger to get what they want, that person usually ends up dead. I don't have any plans of dying, not before I achieve everything I plan to. There had to be another way.

"Positive thinking," I mumbled to myself. It might've sounded ridiculous, that's what teenage me thought. But the fact of the matter was everything good that ever happened in my life came when I was happy. I didn't win the NWF World Championship by thinking about how unfair the WWF treated me, I won it because I knew I could. I always knew I could pull it off if given the opportunity, and when I was finally given it, I ran with it.

This time was no different. I could hear all of the talk. My War Games team is shit. It's nice that I care about the TV Title, but I'm not the one to beat Lux for it. A weaker man would hear these things and crumble. Anyone else would walk into Savage on Saturday night with their head down, go get pinned, and fade into lower to mid-card hell until they lose the desire completely. Not me.

I don't think Lux understands how serious I view what I do. Yes, it's nice to have fun and games now and then, but I'm not here for that. If I wanted to play games, I would be a professional YouTuber getting paid to play Fortnite all day. I'm not. I'm a wrestler, and a damn good one at that.

And my mind is just as strong as my body. The power of the brain is something impossible to measure on any kind of scale. You can't punch a strength machine with it or see how much weight it can lift. Instead you gotta use it in other ways. You have to look for every opportunity to get the upper hand in a match. Like when I threw a camera at a ladder to stop my opponent from grabbing the belt, or when someone steals another's pinfall in a Triple Threat match. My brain, my thought process, is one of the things that makes me so dangerous. A good thinker can make up for being behind in other areas, like how I'm not as much of a comedian as Lux.

Calling Lux a comedian might be a stretch, though. People who are funny can actually make others laugh, and as the focus group proved, there was nothing funny about Lux's parody. Whether it was Lux's outfit or making it seem like I believe stupid false tidbits, everything about that 'game show' was just sad. Much like myself with my Warfare opponents, Lux obviously didn't have much to go off of about me. No, when someone is reduced to making up facts that I 'believe' and telling dick jokes, it just shows they have nothing to ACTUALLY work with. For fuck's sake, at least when I made fun of Kid Kool everything I did was accurate. Whether it was the clothing I wore, the handing out of X-Bux for people to partake in ridiculous matches, or the fact he ripped off other wrestlers' catchphrases...... There was TRUTH in everything I did. And THAT is what makes for a good parody. Facts.

I don't know where Lux gets off accusing me of making shit up. Just because they don't like the facts I presented, doesn't make it any less true. It's not a lie that Lux shouldn't have beat me for the Heavymetalweight Championship, it's a simple truth. I know that nowadays people are so thick headed that they want to believe everything is 'fake news,' just because it isn't to their liking. Well the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth IS you can't hold two singles titles. Lux can say I'm making excuses, as I've said I only speak truths, so I'll even call it an excuse. Gimme for Lux. But the fact of the matter is that excuse is blanketed with merit. Just because Lux can't deal with that doesn't change the rules.

I was ready to address Lux one last time before our encounter. I thought about passing on it, getting my in ring work do all the talking. But there were a few things I had to get off my chest. As pointless as it may be, at least the other wrestlers and fans would hear it. Lux might let things go in one ear and out the other, but if I can get just one person in the world to see the truth, it's worth it.

I sat down at my computer and turned the webcam on. It seemed like the perfect way to address the XWF Galaxy, a video message on the website. After a moment of preparing my statement, I hit record and addressed Lux.

"I'm assuming everyone can see this, since I'm actually on camera," I started with a shot at Lux's ability to somehow know about my bra and thong experience. "I know people have been wondering if what Lux said about me is true or not. Did Big D wear women's underwear to make fun of Lux?"

I take a deep breath. This was never something I intended to get out, but it was. In times like this, a man can do one of two things: the Trump method of denying having any knowledge of what I'm being accused of, or man up and confess. The embarrassment of it all would normally be too much to handle, but in trying to keep with the positive mentality, there was only one thing TO do.

"No, it isn't true....." I state to the camera. "I wore women's clothing, including the aforementioned bra and thong, to try to get insight into Lux. While most of you might laugh, I ask you this: does that not show HOW MUCH I want to beat Lux? Does it not prove that I will go to ANY lengths to win gold? I could've proven Lux right in that I make shit up and pass them off as facts by denying the truth, but there's no reason for it. I don't have to hide the fact I have searched up and down for every possibility of gaining an advantage in our match. That's what any good wrestler would do. And if anyone wants to make fun of me for that, go right ahead. You can't do that without shaming Lux, as well. It's obvious that Lux was spying on me, I'm their own attempt to gain an upper hand. I don't know what Lux did, whether it was looking in through a window or hacking my webcam. I'm sure we'll hear exactly what it was and it'll probably be something else even more ridiculous."

"When that strap is over my shoulder and I have proven to the world I'm better than Lux, nobody will be questioning my methods. No-one will remember that Big D wore a thong in the privacy of his own home, they will remember that he embarrassed Lux. They will remember that, because it's not what happens before the match that matters, it's whose hand is raised AFTER. That's where the memories are made. Those are the things that will really be remembered. People will be talking about how Lux had a good run, but not good enough to survive the challenge of the walking penis joke."

"Speaking of jokes, I thought about doing some sort of parody to get back at Lux. It seemed funny to go that route and make my own infomercial for a toy of Lux. The idea was a Mr. Potato Head that we don't call Mr., because that wouldn't be PC, and it came with all the parts except a dick and balls. It would've been hilarious."

"But I don't need to stoop to Lux's level. Dick jokes. Fake game shows. Lies. It's all pointless. Last time I defended the truths I spoke, Lux tried to make me seem like a desperate man, a man trying to keep his head above water while their ship sinks. I want the fans to think long and hard, apparently I can make A dick joke, about Lux's actions and statements. Use your brains to think for yourselves and realize that it is LUX who is the desperate person. Why else would they pretend to be me and spread lies? Why else would someone spy on their opponent if not to gain some sort of advantage? Lux says I'm not going to win Saturday, it's just not gonna happen, despite the fact Lux needs to stoop THAT low to defeat me."

"I respect what Lux does in the ring, but that's where the line stops. You don't need to covertly get a glimpse into my daily life to figure out my secrets, because I'll tell you if you ask. Even if telling you is gonna be used as fodder in an attempt to drag me through the mud. 'Oh, Big D trains, he found the secret!' Go fuck yourself. The fact you can say shit like that and then expose yourself as a fraud is beyond belief. Act like you don't care what I do in preparation, then openly admit to finding out first hand. Others may be too stupid to put the pieces together, but I'm not!"

"You're worried," I state with a whisper, looking down at the keyboard. "I've been looking at things in a positive light lately, and I can't fault you for doing the same. Telling me I can't win, I don't stand a chance, it's a great way to make one truly believe those words. But I don't believe them. And I like to think the fans, even our peers backstage, are starting to not believe them as well."

"I didn't come to XWF to let the TV Champion keep me from climbing the ladder of success. Every step I take is meant to be a launch pad for bigger and better things. Like winning the TV Title. It's not the ultimate goal I set out to achieve, but dammit, it's still a hell of an accomplishment. Just like winning at War Games with my 'shitty' team, winning the Hart Title, and then the Universal Championship. And you wanna know what all those things have in common? Me WINNING."

"Lux, I don't blame you for underestimating me, you and the rest of the roster still haven't seen everything I am capable of. But after Savage, your opinion is certainly gonna be much different than it was before our match. And when I walk out of there hold your championship high above my head, maybe you'll start to have some respect. And maybe the rest of the world will follow suit. But hey, even if they don't, there's still ALLLLLLLLLL those other accomplishments I have to attain, and by the time all of them have been completed, not on soul will be able to deny that Big D is one of the best!"

I went to say my catchphrase, but stopped myself. I couldn't help but let out a little chuckle as I thought about how it would look in the eyes of Lux. After a moment thinking about it, I realized it didn't actually MATTER what Lux thought.

"And I don't give a Lux, it's the Cold Big D Truth!!!!"

And that was that. I uploaded the video to XWF's website and let out a sigh of relief. The fun and games were over, the shit talking was done. At this point there was nothing more I could say or do to hype myself up. If I wasn't ready to take that belt now, I might never be. And not ever pulling off that feat was simply out of the question.

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