Straight from Thirty Thousand Feet
Apr 20, 2013 15:33:24 GMT -5
Post by shaunsindelman on Apr 20, 2013 15:33:24 GMT -5
We fade up to see Johnny Blayze sitting on an airplane; his short hair and goatee depicting a new look for him. He's also wearing a plain white t-shirt. The image quality of the video is not pristine as it's clearly been filmed on an iPhone or Flip Camera.
Blayze: So FGA thought they would be smart and book Johnny Blayze at "Only The Strong Survive" in some sort of battle royal with seventeen other willing participants all grabbing for the carrot in the sky known as a future FGA title shot.
Well I don't see seventeen victims in my way but rather FIFTEEN because last I checked, AJ Fairchild was a bitch who ran off when he lost his title. And then you got Tigre Oro who most CERTAINLY will not be making it to the Rumble after I'm finished with him earlier in the night.
Johnny Blayze moves the camera closer to his face.
Blayze: Well to that, I say F**K YOU and F**K your stupid battle royal. Johnny Blayze is not in FGA to play silly games for silly titles. I'm here to exact some revenge on behalf of JC and the EXODUS movement. I hope the 'powers that be' realize that when the blood starts flowing out of the mouths of fifteen of their "premier" superstars. And let that be a lesson to everyone in FGA from the guy who sets up the ring all the way up the food chain to the guy who signs my paycheck at the end of the night…
YOU don’t call the shots… *I* do!
Johnny Blayze moves the camera back a little bit.
Blayze: So on April Twenty-First, I invite any of you or all of you, it doesn’t really matter, to come out to San Diego, California to witness what will SURELY be a far superior show than some DVD Taping in Monroe frickin New Jersey.
And then on the Twenty-Eighth...in Boston, Massachusetts...a town so hardcore it took FOUR days to capture a couple of terrorists while the US Government took three THOUSAND to capture Bin Laden… get ready for an a** kicking because Johnny Blayze is ready to embarrass fifteen sorry member of FGA.
Blayze sets the camera down on the tray in front of him.
Blayze: Starting with YOU, Dom Harter.
I heard your little tirade over the Internet before I boarded this plane. And I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being the BIGGEST douchebag on the face of the earth.
You can pretend ALL YOU WANT that you care about what I have to say but deep down, you KNOW the words that come out of MY mouth are the truth. Dom, you know FULLY WELL that Malcolm Drake has his hand SO FAR up your rear end that I'm amazed sometimes you can even sit down.
And that is EXACTLY why I told you to cut the strings and dance on your own. PROVE to me and to yourself that you can function in the ring without your "cock of the walk" partner whispering in your ear every thirty seconds.
Now you can sit in front of your little computer and squawk in one hundred and forty characters at a time about how you're better than me and how The Murder is supreme because you got the best of me twice. Or how you were able to dismantle Akrista O'Hare and Ryan Kidd.
But the truth is in the pudding. And what I see is a man who HAS done a few things in his career worthy of note.
You've said it yourself.
Blayze holds up his five fingers, knocking one down for each of his points.
Blayze: You went the distance with Pat Gordon Junior.
You held your own against Chris Bond.
You EVEN dismantled the great JC but the one thing you can NOT lay claim to is being the one who put him on the shelf.
Blayze keeps one finger up.
Blayze: And with all that, I see one constant -- I see a man who HAS accomplished quite a bit in a short time.
I see a man who CAN function without Malcolm Drake.
So I have to wonder WHY do you keep him so close?
What's HE got that YOU don't?
He certainly doesn't have a beautiful girlfriend like Heather Haliwell. A woman who by the way should be treated a little bit better and not left to sit in a hotel room all night.
The fact you got SO upset with me for being neighborly and offering to share my company with her....says a lot about you and your confidence as a boyfriend.
I'm not looking to take your woman away, dude. Those sort of pleasures are behind me.
But seeing you squawk DID give me a bit of a smile. Now all I ask is you prove to me and especially to yourself that Dom Harter, with all his TOUGH TALK, is THE man who deserves to be number one contender to the FGA Championship.
Dom...I've witnessed your resolve and through that, my eyes are now WIDE open.
And soon YOURS will be too.
Blayze smirks.
Blayze: Maybe even tonight.
We start to fade out as we hear a flight attendant over the PA system.
Flight Attendant: We are now approaching Newark International Airport. Thank you in advance for flying Delta Airlines.
And black.
Blayze: So FGA thought they would be smart and book Johnny Blayze at "Only The Strong Survive" in some sort of battle royal with seventeen other willing participants all grabbing for the carrot in the sky known as a future FGA title shot.
Well I don't see seventeen victims in my way but rather FIFTEEN because last I checked, AJ Fairchild was a bitch who ran off when he lost his title. And then you got Tigre Oro who most CERTAINLY will not be making it to the Rumble after I'm finished with him earlier in the night.
Johnny Blayze moves the camera closer to his face.
Blayze: Well to that, I say F**K YOU and F**K your stupid battle royal. Johnny Blayze is not in FGA to play silly games for silly titles. I'm here to exact some revenge on behalf of JC and the EXODUS movement. I hope the 'powers that be' realize that when the blood starts flowing out of the mouths of fifteen of their "premier" superstars. And let that be a lesson to everyone in FGA from the guy who sets up the ring all the way up the food chain to the guy who signs my paycheck at the end of the night…
YOU don’t call the shots… *I* do!
Johnny Blayze moves the camera back a little bit.
Blayze: So on April Twenty-First, I invite any of you or all of you, it doesn’t really matter, to come out to San Diego, California to witness what will SURELY be a far superior show than some DVD Taping in Monroe frickin New Jersey.
And then on the Twenty-Eighth...in Boston, Massachusetts...a town so hardcore it took FOUR days to capture a couple of terrorists while the US Government took three THOUSAND to capture Bin Laden… get ready for an a** kicking because Johnny Blayze is ready to embarrass fifteen sorry member of FGA.
Blayze sets the camera down on the tray in front of him.
Blayze: Starting with YOU, Dom Harter.
I heard your little tirade over the Internet before I boarded this plane. And I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being the BIGGEST douchebag on the face of the earth.
You can pretend ALL YOU WANT that you care about what I have to say but deep down, you KNOW the words that come out of MY mouth are the truth. Dom, you know FULLY WELL that Malcolm Drake has his hand SO FAR up your rear end that I'm amazed sometimes you can even sit down.
And that is EXACTLY why I told you to cut the strings and dance on your own. PROVE to me and to yourself that you can function in the ring without your "cock of the walk" partner whispering in your ear every thirty seconds.
Now you can sit in front of your little computer and squawk in one hundred and forty characters at a time about how you're better than me and how The Murder is supreme because you got the best of me twice. Or how you were able to dismantle Akrista O'Hare and Ryan Kidd.
But the truth is in the pudding. And what I see is a man who HAS done a few things in his career worthy of note.
You've said it yourself.
Blayze holds up his five fingers, knocking one down for each of his points.
Blayze: You went the distance with Pat Gordon Junior.
You held your own against Chris Bond.
You EVEN dismantled the great JC but the one thing you can NOT lay claim to is being the one who put him on the shelf.
Blayze keeps one finger up.
Blayze: And with all that, I see one constant -- I see a man who HAS accomplished quite a bit in a short time.
I see a man who CAN function without Malcolm Drake.
So I have to wonder WHY do you keep him so close?
What's HE got that YOU don't?
He certainly doesn't have a beautiful girlfriend like Heather Haliwell. A woman who by the way should be treated a little bit better and not left to sit in a hotel room all night.
The fact you got SO upset with me for being neighborly and offering to share my company with her....says a lot about you and your confidence as a boyfriend.
I'm not looking to take your woman away, dude. Those sort of pleasures are behind me.
But seeing you squawk DID give me a bit of a smile. Now all I ask is you prove to me and especially to yourself that Dom Harter, with all his TOUGH TALK, is THE man who deserves to be number one contender to the FGA Championship.
Dom...I've witnessed your resolve and through that, my eyes are now WIDE open.
And soon YOURS will be too.
Blayze smirks.
Blayze: Maybe even tonight.
We start to fade out as we hear a flight attendant over the PA system.
Flight Attendant: We are now approaching Newark International Airport. Thank you in advance for flying Delta Airlines.
And black.
