An Unscript...I mean Escalation Blog Post #005
Apr 21, 2018 13:36:24 GMT -5
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Post by Adrien | Adam on Apr 21, 2018 13:36:24 GMT -5
Not worth her time. Yeah, I guess I was expecting something like that. After all, Sela-Rica Lark had to cheat to beat me in the ring on Unscripted. And her methods of cheating...legal in this upcoming match.
But this might not be “worth her time” because I’m just a kid from Michigan who didn’t start wrestling til I was twenty-three. And here I am, twenty-four years of age, and I’m still pretty much a rookie. But then again, so is Sela.
I don’t know anything about the whole Lord Lucifer thing. I don’t exactly follow outside things to know what the heck a Children of Nephilim is. I simply hang out with my friends, train for wrestling matches, wrestle in wrestling matches, and go home. Oh, and I pick up and drop off Izzy to and from class every day since I’m the one with a car...an old beat up car, but a car nonetheless. I mind my own business and just do what West Coast Genesis pays me to do. Somehow, that ended with me hoisting a championship. I didn’t expect that to happen in my career as quickly as it did, but regardless, it happened.
Then you purposely put yourself in my life, Sela. You may think that I’m not worth your time, but the reason you are involved with me now is because of YOUR CHOICES and YOUR ACTIONS. You had a match against my girlfriend. You decided that you wanted to attack her. By the way, attacking Izzy Roxx does NOTHING to torture Dean Matthews because he doesn’t even know who she is. He barely knows I exist. But you decided that six degrees of separation was enough. Makes no sense, but whatever.
I had to step in. Because Izzy’s well-being is my top priority. She’s everything to me. Everything. And I will do anything to protect her, whether she likes it or not. And believe me, she definitely will protest it when I do. But that’s not the point. You dragged me out of my little bubble where I was minding my own business.
But I’m not worth your time.
You decided that a match against me had to draw you to the point of having to use illegal tactics in order to get a victory.
But I’m not worth your time.
The only reason this match is happening is because you have MADE ME part of your West Coast Genesis experience. YOU MADE THIS MATCH HAPPEN. You might say that I’m not worth your time with your words, but your actions disagree. So when you say that I am not worth your time: you’re either lying or an idiot. Which is it, Sela?
This match is about pleasure for you. This match is about retribution to me. This is about what you have done to me and Izzy being resolved and over with. This is about you paying for what you have done. Don’t worry about Jessica Sears or Dean Matthews. Neither of them are here. Neither of them are on this roster or in this match. This is about me and you, Sela. And if I have to play by your rules, than so be it. I will do what it takes to get the job done. Because this match is the most important non-title match in my career so far. And I have to win this. I HAVE to.
You bring up that I lost my title to Izzy. At least I came in here and actually won a title. You haven’t done that yet. And you know what, there’s no shame losing the title to someone who is talented, who works hard, and who gives it everything she’s got. Do you realize that she sits on a trampoline hours upon hours, trying to perfect her flying moves? No. Because you just see a spunky eighteen-year-old from Beverly Hills and just make snap assumptions about her. Izzy Roxx is our Long Beach Champion, despite anything she may say on her Twitter feed. She deserves that title. And I won’t let you say anything about her reign as champion!
You might not think I’m “worth your time” but I’m going to make sure that you leave Crossroad: Escalation with a completely different belief and opinion about what I am willing to do to fight for my girlfriend and fight for myself. We play with weapons? Fine. Something I’ve never done before but I’m sure as hell going to learn on the fly. And as someone who earned a Master’s Degree at age twenty-two, I’m damn good at learning on the fly.
My name is Adam Sanders. I might not talk a whole lot, but I am going to protect my loved ones and bring justice to those who wrong me. I was trained by the greatest wrestler I have ever watched compete in my lifetime. I spent time learning from the man who taught him as well. I have everything to prove and every motivation in the world to try to win this match. As for you...what’s the matter, Sela? Bored already? Not sure you even want to be in this match? Think I’m so far beneath you that you shouldn’t be here? Trying to talk me into quitting before the match.
MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE THE ONE QUITTING. I’m not. I have more to fight for than you do, and I think you’re realizing that. And sometimes...that’s all that is needed to decide a match. Who has more to lose and who has more to gain. This match isn’t going to change any sort of championship opportunity. This match isn’t going to garner you any sort of praise or prestige.
But this match to me? It’s everything. I’m standing across the ring from the person who has personally invited herself into my life and trying to disrupt it as much as she can. Because, like my girlfriend said, you’re trying to be as much of a cliché as possible.
You words won’t matter once we step into the ring. It’s going to be about who is willing to keep fighting after everything we do to one another. And you know what? I think you are getting so complacent, that you’re going to slip. And that’s when the cycle comes full circle, Sela. I might be shy and awkward, but right now, I’m angry too. And I got a lot of anger to let out against you. This might be your playhouse, Sela, but it will be mine when that bell sounds.
But this might not be “worth her time” because I’m just a kid from Michigan who didn’t start wrestling til I was twenty-three. And here I am, twenty-four years of age, and I’m still pretty much a rookie. But then again, so is Sela.
I don’t know anything about the whole Lord Lucifer thing. I don’t exactly follow outside things to know what the heck a Children of Nephilim is. I simply hang out with my friends, train for wrestling matches, wrestle in wrestling matches, and go home. Oh, and I pick up and drop off Izzy to and from class every day since I’m the one with a car...an old beat up car, but a car nonetheless. I mind my own business and just do what West Coast Genesis pays me to do. Somehow, that ended with me hoisting a championship. I didn’t expect that to happen in my career as quickly as it did, but regardless, it happened.
Then you purposely put yourself in my life, Sela. You may think that I’m not worth your time, but the reason you are involved with me now is because of YOUR CHOICES and YOUR ACTIONS. You had a match against my girlfriend. You decided that you wanted to attack her. By the way, attacking Izzy Roxx does NOTHING to torture Dean Matthews because he doesn’t even know who she is. He barely knows I exist. But you decided that six degrees of separation was enough. Makes no sense, but whatever.
I had to step in. Because Izzy’s well-being is my top priority. She’s everything to me. Everything. And I will do anything to protect her, whether she likes it or not. And believe me, she definitely will protest it when I do. But that’s not the point. You dragged me out of my little bubble where I was minding my own business.
But I’m not worth your time.
You decided that a match against me had to draw you to the point of having to use illegal tactics in order to get a victory.
But I’m not worth your time.
The only reason this match is happening is because you have MADE ME part of your West Coast Genesis experience. YOU MADE THIS MATCH HAPPEN. You might say that I’m not worth your time with your words, but your actions disagree. So when you say that I am not worth your time: you’re either lying or an idiot. Which is it, Sela?
This match is about pleasure for you. This match is about retribution to me. This is about what you have done to me and Izzy being resolved and over with. This is about you paying for what you have done. Don’t worry about Jessica Sears or Dean Matthews. Neither of them are here. Neither of them are on this roster or in this match. This is about me and you, Sela. And if I have to play by your rules, than so be it. I will do what it takes to get the job done. Because this match is the most important non-title match in my career so far. And I have to win this. I HAVE to.
You bring up that I lost my title to Izzy. At least I came in here and actually won a title. You haven’t done that yet. And you know what, there’s no shame losing the title to someone who is talented, who works hard, and who gives it everything she’s got. Do you realize that she sits on a trampoline hours upon hours, trying to perfect her flying moves? No. Because you just see a spunky eighteen-year-old from Beverly Hills and just make snap assumptions about her. Izzy Roxx is our Long Beach Champion, despite anything she may say on her Twitter feed. She deserves that title. And I won’t let you say anything about her reign as champion!
You might not think I’m “worth your time” but I’m going to make sure that you leave Crossroad: Escalation with a completely different belief and opinion about what I am willing to do to fight for my girlfriend and fight for myself. We play with weapons? Fine. Something I’ve never done before but I’m sure as hell going to learn on the fly. And as someone who earned a Master’s Degree at age twenty-two, I’m damn good at learning on the fly.
My name is Adam Sanders. I might not talk a whole lot, but I am going to protect my loved ones and bring justice to those who wrong me. I was trained by the greatest wrestler I have ever watched compete in my lifetime. I spent time learning from the man who taught him as well. I have everything to prove and every motivation in the world to try to win this match. As for you...what’s the matter, Sela? Bored already? Not sure you even want to be in this match? Think I’m so far beneath you that you shouldn’t be here? Trying to talk me into quitting before the match.
MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE THE ONE QUITTING. I’m not. I have more to fight for than you do, and I think you’re realizing that. And sometimes...that’s all that is needed to decide a match. Who has more to lose and who has more to gain. This match isn’t going to change any sort of championship opportunity. This match isn’t going to garner you any sort of praise or prestige.
But this match to me? It’s everything. I’m standing across the ring from the person who has personally invited herself into my life and trying to disrupt it as much as she can. Because, like my girlfriend said, you’re trying to be as much of a cliché as possible.
You words won’t matter once we step into the ring. It’s going to be about who is willing to keep fighting after everything we do to one another. And you know what? I think you are getting so complacent, that you’re going to slip. And that’s when the cycle comes full circle, Sela. I might be shy and awkward, but right now, I’m angry too. And I got a lot of anger to let out against you. This might be your playhouse, Sela, but it will be mine when that bell sounds.