Post by Jack Tillman on Jun 10, 2018 21:19:58 GMT -5
-I can’t believe Shields and I lost yesterday in the NGW Tag Team Trials. It wasn’t against a well known team like Chaos Love. We didn’t lose to a team worthy of losing to like Goats of Wrestling. No, we lost to a 144 pound, 18 year old kid with a paper Weight Title and some other dude from the developmental section of NGW. Two people that barely wrestle twice a month beat a former NGW Champion, the greatest the company has ever had.....and also the likes of me who held both the Five Lakes And Tag Title, and is one of the hottest wrestlers in the industry today.
No one would believe you if you said that we lost. Just look at the resume of the two teams and this match should of been a cake walk for Shields and I. But it wasn’t. The former Tag Team Champions, who never lost their tag belts, lost to a nobody team. And worst of all....I tapped out. Me. A guy with a NGW Title shot in his back pocket. The current CWC Junior Heavyweight Champion. Co founder of the Dogs Of War.
My career should be over because of this loss. I mean how the fuck is anyone supposed to take me seriously now that I tapped out to a fucking 18 year developmental child? You know what I was doing when I was 18? Not doing fucking tournaments with companies like NGW. I was training. I was working the Indy scene. I could had wrestled in higher profile companies and out wrestled the veterans without breaking a sweat, but Chris didn’t want me getting to cocky for my own good. He wanted to make me humble and learn. So he grounded me until I was 21. He had me respect the veterans. Had me carry their bags. Had me put up and take down the ring before and after events. And he didn’t have me on twitter. Sit down. Shut your mouth. Listen.
That’s why I’m at where I’m at today and that 18 year old punk will only be in the industry for a few years, then one day he’s going to run his mouth to the point where some of the boys will take him too the back and teach him a lesson.
Couldn’t sleep last night because of that loss. I was awake the entire plane ride over to the NGW show today. My meditation couldn’t calm me. My green tea couldn’t relax me. My evening workout couldn’t calm the beast within. I’ve ran that match over and over again in my head and all I want to do is wrestle so that I can lose my mind for a little bit in some violence.
It’s not the loss it’s self that bothers me. It’s the way Shields was looking at me that had me concerned. I’ve never seen him look like that before. He was angry. But it was a different type of anger. He assured me everything was fine after the match. That we’d get our revenge. But he was a little bit.....to calm about it. Shields and I have been working together now for over a year. We have a bond. We know how each other thinks. And when I looked at him last night.....I saw that he wanted to snap my neck. That the match was all my fault and I was the one soul to blame. I saw that maybe.....just maybe.....he wanted me gone.
But Shields is smarter than that. He knows he needs me. He knows what I can do. The match itself was nothing more than a fluke. We would had won that match 99 percent of the time....and that one percent just happened to be last night.
Plus....he doesn’t want that war if he does turn on me. He knows that the Dogs Of War will have my back and burn NGW to the ground just so I could get my revenge on him and the rest of the Destroyers. Would Kayla and Jaxon really side with Shields as well? After all that we’ve been through? I’m thinking to much. I’m reading between between the lines. I’m thinking the worst of things right now and it’s tearing me apart from the inside. I need to breathe. Nice deep breaths Jack. Calm yourself. You have a match here in the next two hours.
Speaking of match, I should probably get this promo going. Camera crew has been filming me now for awhile and they’ve been waiting for me to say something. Dressed only in shorts and a white t-shirt, I calmly begin to speak.
Jack Tillman: “I thought the War was over. That’s what I was told for months leading up to the Destroyers verses the Guardians. Who ever wins means that the war is finally over between the two stables and there would be no more fighting. Guardians won. Destroyers lost. So why am I facing Jew Blazer again? Or is it Josh Goldstein? Doesn’t matter to me because he’s been irrelevant on his own. What does matter to me is us facing each other......again. NGW doesn’t have anyone else better to put in front of me? I haven’t faced half the roster in NGW, but the higher ups want to dust off the old Tillman verses Goldstein feud again.
Well Blazer, as always I didn’t watch the promo you put out because I’m sure is the same basic crap you’re used to putting out. Something, something, comical. Blah, blah, blah my scrawny ass is going to get the best of you. Funny catch phrase. If only you spent more time practicing in that ring and lifting weights than writing up funny one liners, you’d actually be something special in the wrestling world.
Blazer, I just want you to remember the last time we were in a ring together. Just the two of us. When that Five Lakes Title was on the line. I took that title. I beat you. And then you went away and didn’t cross my path until you brought some friends with you. Well, your friends aren’t going to be in that ring to hold your hand tonight. So you can go ahead and have the last laugh Blazer. It’s the nicest thing I can do for you.....because after I’m done with you, I’ll go right ahead and get that last pin and end this little “feud” once and for all.”
Short, simple, sweat. Straight to the point and didn’t repeat myself like so many promos do these days. Turning my back towards the camera, I start to get ready for my match.
No one would believe you if you said that we lost. Just look at the resume of the two teams and this match should of been a cake walk for Shields and I. But it wasn’t. The former Tag Team Champions, who never lost their tag belts, lost to a nobody team. And worst of all....I tapped out. Me. A guy with a NGW Title shot in his back pocket. The current CWC Junior Heavyweight Champion. Co founder of the Dogs Of War.
My career should be over because of this loss. I mean how the fuck is anyone supposed to take me seriously now that I tapped out to a fucking 18 year developmental child? You know what I was doing when I was 18? Not doing fucking tournaments with companies like NGW. I was training. I was working the Indy scene. I could had wrestled in higher profile companies and out wrestled the veterans without breaking a sweat, but Chris didn’t want me getting to cocky for my own good. He wanted to make me humble and learn. So he grounded me until I was 21. He had me respect the veterans. Had me carry their bags. Had me put up and take down the ring before and after events. And he didn’t have me on twitter. Sit down. Shut your mouth. Listen.
That’s why I’m at where I’m at today and that 18 year old punk will only be in the industry for a few years, then one day he’s going to run his mouth to the point where some of the boys will take him too the back and teach him a lesson.
Couldn’t sleep last night because of that loss. I was awake the entire plane ride over to the NGW show today. My meditation couldn’t calm me. My green tea couldn’t relax me. My evening workout couldn’t calm the beast within. I’ve ran that match over and over again in my head and all I want to do is wrestle so that I can lose my mind for a little bit in some violence.
It’s not the loss it’s self that bothers me. It’s the way Shields was looking at me that had me concerned. I’ve never seen him look like that before. He was angry. But it was a different type of anger. He assured me everything was fine after the match. That we’d get our revenge. But he was a little bit.....to calm about it. Shields and I have been working together now for over a year. We have a bond. We know how each other thinks. And when I looked at him last night.....I saw that he wanted to snap my neck. That the match was all my fault and I was the one soul to blame. I saw that maybe.....just maybe.....he wanted me gone.
But Shields is smarter than that. He knows he needs me. He knows what I can do. The match itself was nothing more than a fluke. We would had won that match 99 percent of the time....and that one percent just happened to be last night.
Plus....he doesn’t want that war if he does turn on me. He knows that the Dogs Of War will have my back and burn NGW to the ground just so I could get my revenge on him and the rest of the Destroyers. Would Kayla and Jaxon really side with Shields as well? After all that we’ve been through? I’m thinking to much. I’m reading between between the lines. I’m thinking the worst of things right now and it’s tearing me apart from the inside. I need to breathe. Nice deep breaths Jack. Calm yourself. You have a match here in the next two hours.
Speaking of match, I should probably get this promo going. Camera crew has been filming me now for awhile and they’ve been waiting for me to say something. Dressed only in shorts and a white t-shirt, I calmly begin to speak.
Jack Tillman: “I thought the War was over. That’s what I was told for months leading up to the Destroyers verses the Guardians. Who ever wins means that the war is finally over between the two stables and there would be no more fighting. Guardians won. Destroyers lost. So why am I facing Jew Blazer again? Or is it Josh Goldstein? Doesn’t matter to me because he’s been irrelevant on his own. What does matter to me is us facing each other......again. NGW doesn’t have anyone else better to put in front of me? I haven’t faced half the roster in NGW, but the higher ups want to dust off the old Tillman verses Goldstein feud again.
Well Blazer, as always I didn’t watch the promo you put out because I’m sure is the same basic crap you’re used to putting out. Something, something, comical. Blah, blah, blah my scrawny ass is going to get the best of you. Funny catch phrase. If only you spent more time practicing in that ring and lifting weights than writing up funny one liners, you’d actually be something special in the wrestling world.
Blazer, I just want you to remember the last time we were in a ring together. Just the two of us. When that Five Lakes Title was on the line. I took that title. I beat you. And then you went away and didn’t cross my path until you brought some friends with you. Well, your friends aren’t going to be in that ring to hold your hand tonight. So you can go ahead and have the last laugh Blazer. It’s the nicest thing I can do for you.....because after I’m done with you, I’ll go right ahead and get that last pin and end this little “feud” once and for all.”
Short, simple, sweat. Straight to the point and didn’t repeat myself like so many promos do these days. Turning my back towards the camera, I start to get ready for my match.