Post by Alex Jones on Jun 7, 2018 7:02:05 GMT -5
Careful what you wish for, it might all come true.
Careful what you sell from inside of you.
My damnation, a one way ticket to hell
Do you wear the mark?. It’s easy to tell.
Something needs to change
New York City
Last Week
“Are you alright?” Sonja’s eyes trailed over Alex as he gingerly put his bag down at the door, a small smirk coming across his face as she moved towards him. The light in his eyes had faded he looked defeated, beaten down. And much older than normal. Sonja reached up and cupped her husbands face before leaning in for a tight hug keeping her arms around his hips, Alex gave a small laugh and kissed his wife on the forehead. Before stepping back. “I’m fine, a little sore and tired but I’ll live…”
He moved to the kitchen bench and sat down on one of the stools, his hand reaching out for a bottle of water as Sonja moved around him staring. Her long blond hair tied back away from her face as she raised an eyebrow. “No you’re not.” She folded her arms and tilted her head waiting for Alex to spill it, he laughed again and took a drink before choosing his words carefully. “I just feel like, something is missing.” He gave a small shrug as Sonja moved around and lightly pushed herself onto his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Not in your home life I hope?” She gave him a small grin as he shook his head holding Sonja close. “No, you and Dylan are perfect, having Harley every few weekends is excellent. My career just feels stagnant.” He goes silent as Sonja sighs and nods slowly. “You know, when you feel as if it’s boring or you’re not where you need to be there’s only two options.” She paused for a moment and stood up. “You either retire, or change it up.”
Alex gave a nod and mumbled under his breath. “You know what changing it up would mean right?. What I would become and do?.”
Sonja gave him a small smile, her hand moving up to slide her hair behind her ear as she leaned close pulling Alex forward into a deep kiss. She pulled back and laughed before turning to walk away, she stopped at the doorway and looked over her shoulder. “I miss the bad boy….” She winked at him and disappeared behind the door, Alex laughed to himself and grabbed his bottle of water getting to his feet. “Well, ok then”
The Rematch
New York City
This Week
Alex paced back and forth, his hand up to his jaw as he stroked his beard, his eyes focused as he looks sideways towards the camera and back again.
“So, I failed in my attempt to become the NGW champion. What can I say?. Johnny Maverick just wanted it more and I have said before and I will continue to say it. Beneath the jokes and the self depreciation is a killer in the ring. Maverick will look you in the eye with a small smile and tell you a joke or make fun of himself. But then the second the words are out of his mouth a switch is flipped and he turns into a beast. He will rag doll you around the ring and slam in knees elbows and headbutts. He’ll look for a chance to grab an arm or leg or wrap his forearm under your chin and cut off your windpipe. Johnny Maverick is no joke. And he has now beat me...twice…”
“Twice…”
“You know what that means for a guy like me?. You know I try to stay humble, I try to look everyone in the eye and show them respect and look at everyone as equals and as competitors. I try to see the talent and drive in everyone and all their positives. From Matt Shields being one of the best professional wrestlers on this planet, despite what my tag team partner and friend Billy Danielson says, to Adrien Cochrane being one of the guiding lights of NGW, despite what Kayla Richards says. See there is so much ego floating around this business and I try to balance that out by being confident in my own abilities, accomplishments and accolades while also seeing the best in other people…”
“It’s no secret that there was a time I was all about me, that I saw everyone as beneath me..”
He swallows hard and shakes his head.
“But sometimes I think I have gone too far in the other direction, that sometimes I offer too much respect and honor to my opponents. Take Aurora Graves my opponent this week. We’re about to go at it again and my first instinct is to sing her praises and talk about how good she really is and that she could beat me. Aurora Graves is a great wrestler, she and Damon are two of the best I have ever seen and I have the utmost respect for them. But this whole thing with me and wanting to show the best in people has to stop….”
“I am sick and tired of just being another name on a piece of paper in NGW. I am sick and fucking tired of being just “one of the boys” in the back. Sick and tired of being stuck in the midcard. And a large part of it is that attitude I’ve had. Talking about others as if they’re better than me, not equal but better….”
“For the last 14 years I have fought to be the best of the best. When I first stepped foot in a ring I knew I was home. For the first five years of my career I couldn’t break through that glass ceiling. I was the king of the mid card. I held title after title but could never win “the big one”. But then something happened. That chip on my shoulder grew so heavy that I became an arrogant entitled little prick. I stepped over my friends and family for title shots and opportunities and the worst part is...it worked. 9 years since then and I had 9 worlds titles. I need to find that happy medium and as much as I want to see people like Aurora succeed, the truth is….the wrestling world is mine. And you’re all just in it. I am one of the best professional wrestlers on this planet...and I’m sick of being viewed as just…..normal….”