Johnny Maverick- Regarding Avery's Balls

“Most opponents would be very disappointed to hear that my arm is feeling better.” Johnny says, standing outside of the Rough Trade record shop, an infamous punk rock landmark in the United Kingdom. Johnny is in Jeans, a Bad Religion t-shirt, and a pair of Doc Martens. He has the NGW Championship over his left shoulder.

“But Avery is a different kind of dude isn’t he? The both of us seem to be equally eager to face each other at our best. Well to reiterate a point I made when Avery asked me if I was ready…Man, I wasn’t ready when I won this title and I still fucking did it. You all saw how hurt I was. Logic says that Kayla should have beat me that night and she should have done it with little effort. But I have fight beyond logic. When several doctors told me a few years back that I would never wrestle again I decided they were wrong. A miracle surgery and intense physical therapy and my neck is in better shape than it’s ever been to the surprise of every single one of those doctors who I proved wrong. I walked into that ring with Kayla battered, bloody, bruised, but beaten? Fuck no. Once I was in the ring with Kayla and all of outside bullshit was pushed aside and she didn’t have her Destroyers there to help her….and this is to take nothing away from how skilled a competitor Kayla Richards is, even as she begins to fall down the Jazmyn Rain hole of spending every waking moment insisting to people how great she is and that we should all take them seriously even though like….we do. We get it. Anyone who says they aren’t taking you seriously is probably just being a dick because that’s like 1/8th of this job.” Johnny says as he leans against the wall.

“I can’t wait to see the absolute complete mental breakdown Matthew Shields has the day Adrien faces me for this title. I think his brain may eat itself trying to figure out who he wants to win less. Who knows what the trauma of that day will do to him. He went from Ren Faire King to Cosplaying as a Horror Film Villain. I’m taking bets on what that day will do to him? Maybe he’ll become a Spanish Bullfighter? Perhaps an Italian Gondolier? Let’s get one thing straight, Matthew. I didn’t just beat you. I made you tap. I’m sure you have some kind of excuse for it but you should know what that means. It means you admitted defeat. Those may just seem like taps on a mat but those taps mean ‘You win. I announce you as my better.’ So call me stupid all you want, Matt. I know you will because if my name were any more in yours and your ladies mouths you’d both have to tattoo it on your fucking gums. Every insult shrinks before your humbling admission of my greatness. So tell me this title doesn’t mean anything so long as I hold it all you want. I’ll just hold it right in your fucking face and smile and watch you stew because you know that isn’t true.” Johnny says, polishing his title with his t-shirt a little bit.

“So yeah. I’m aware all this talk of being ‘over me’ is likely an attempt to lull me into a false sense of security because they plan to jump me…well I regret to inform you….” Johnny says before snapping. About five Hoodie Ninjas emerge from hiding spots. “…you’re not really gonna get the drop on a guy who always has loyal eyes on him.” Johnny says. Johnny snaps once more and they all go back to hiding spots.

“So yeah, now it’s me and Avery. I know you’re probably a little offended about my assumption earlier as I look forward to the future… I’m not looking past you, Ave. I fully expect you to give me a hell of a fight but on the other side of that coin… I refuse to visualize a future where I am not holding this title. That’s the kind of guy you are facing. I respect you, Avery. I also know you’re a good dude with empathy and sympathy and I think a human with those two traits doesn’t have it in them to hurt me as much as I know it would take to get this title off of me. You don’t just have to beat me, Avery. You have to break me and I honestly don’t think you have that in you.” Johnny says, no malice or ill will in his voice.

“You answered my challenge and jumped the line of contendership by a considerable margin. That takes balls. Real big ones. Maybe you were just the closest dude to Gorilla at the time but this seems pretty calculated. That seems like the kinda guy you are, Avery. You’re a relaxed kinda dude but you’re also a man with a plan. Me? I’m not fond of plans. I mean, if you want a good look at what plans get you then take a look at the match that I was supposed to be in at this show. Kayla had a plan, too. Do you know where her plan got her? Her plan ended with the primary individual featured on the poster for this show midcarding against Alicia Hixx and John Blade with a belt that was given to her out of...pity? Oh well. If I had my choice in the matter Kayla would be getting her rematch but MAN her sister seems to really not like her. I mean, Amber seems at most indifferent to me and Sexy Eyes…I mean…Devlin… Well he and I have had our share of issues in the past. Hey, here’s me powerbombing him through a table!” Johnny says. We cut to footage from Ultimate Resolve of Johnny powerbombing Devlin to the outside of the ring through a table before we cut back to Johnny smiling wide.

“Avery…I never give up. I never surrender. I never relent. If you want this belt you’re gonna have to match me on that and that’s just at LEAST. You might have to kill me Avery and I know now you got some big balls on you but you know what? I bet they ain’t that big. See you in the ring.” Johnny says before adjusting his title on his shoulder before walking out of frame.