Our struggle can only end in victory
Oct 4, 2016 16:59:18 GMT -5
Post by Smart Style on Oct 4, 2016 16:59:18 GMT -5
It has been brought to my attention that there are people who believe I have acted with a sense of entitlement begins Shintaro Majima, sat behind a press table as he faces questions about his upcoming 15 Championship match against Jensen Banks, with some people going as far as to say the only words of English during my time in Lions Den were “title match.”
Majima takes a second to slowly, purposefully exhale through his nose, but his eyes narrowing give away he is not as calm and focused as he usually is. It says so much that people wish to anonymously make jokes about my language being different to theirs, yet do they know two words of my language? I have adjusted to a new life, a new culture, and new surroundings. Could they?
I accept that I may have become focused on the title match I did not receive in Lions Den, but look at it from where I stand. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts, Majima uses his fingers to count off his reasons, There is no denying that I had earned a title match, meaning that it is not “entitled” to hope that 3GW would honour everything written upon my contract when they exercised their option to recruit me.
Secondly it cannot be denied that I had gained considerable momentum before Lions Den closed, so is it not better to…what is the phrase? “Strike while the iron is hot”? It is not just beneficial to me for the match to take place now, but for 3GW to capitalise on what is available to them.
Lastly, if the match I took part in at the last show was to be the last stand of Lions Den, then having me face Jensen Banks for the 15 Championship at this show is the official beginning of a new chapter.
At first it appears that Majima has given his conference the usual combination of easily-digested soundbites combined with his stating the obvious…but after a moment of silence he continues speaking
If there is something which my career needs, it is a new chapter.
Too often have I heard that I have come close, but saying that I came close is another way of saying that I failed, and I have grown tired of carrying these failures on my back. I am fully aware that I have everything it takes to become a champion except I have lacked that one variable that determines success and failure: luck. Without thinking, Majima slaps the back of one hand into the palm of the other, I have had titles elude me as I stood in the wrong place at the wrong second during a battle royal, just as I have had titles elude me as I had my opponent beaten but rolled to safety before I could make the cover. These are fine margins, so fine that if I repeated those matches another ninety-nine times those margins would be different.
This is where my match against Jensen banks begins to represent something so much more for me, and for my career, Majima breathes out, balling his hands into fists as he does so, before he releases his breath and his clenching hands, Jensen Banks wants to use those fine margins as a weapon, to hold the times that fate gave him a helping hand before me as an excuse to tell himself he is that good inside the ring.
At this point Majima shifts his chair back a little before he extends his right arm, at which point he runs the fingers of his left hand down the inside of his forearm, I have no interest in how good Jensen Banks is, nor how good he says he is, all I am interested in is proving that I am better.
Jensen Banks talks about this match as if he has already won it, a mistake on his part. He talks about the 15 Championship as if he has already won it, and the title is little more than a footnote for his biography, another mistake on his part. He has confidence based upon arrogance, another mistake on his part - yet nobody has called him “entitled” ahead of this match.
For his talk of not allowing me to make one error, he has made several already. For this reason he deserves to see his hubris fashioned into a noose that I will place around his neck which will drain the life from him until he is defeated, and he shall be left lifeless long before the fifteen minutes have finished.
With nothing left to say, Majima leaves his seat and exits the conference room without as much as a brief acknowledgment of the assembled press gathered before him
Word count: 795
Majima takes a second to slowly, purposefully exhale through his nose, but his eyes narrowing give away he is not as calm and focused as he usually is. It says so much that people wish to anonymously make jokes about my language being different to theirs, yet do they know two words of my language? I have adjusted to a new life, a new culture, and new surroundings. Could they?
I accept that I may have become focused on the title match I did not receive in Lions Den, but look at it from where I stand. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts, Majima uses his fingers to count off his reasons, There is no denying that I had earned a title match, meaning that it is not “entitled” to hope that 3GW would honour everything written upon my contract when they exercised their option to recruit me.
Secondly it cannot be denied that I had gained considerable momentum before Lions Den closed, so is it not better to…what is the phrase? “Strike while the iron is hot”? It is not just beneficial to me for the match to take place now, but for 3GW to capitalise on what is available to them.
Lastly, if the match I took part in at the last show was to be the last stand of Lions Den, then having me face Jensen Banks for the 15 Championship at this show is the official beginning of a new chapter.
At first it appears that Majima has given his conference the usual combination of easily-digested soundbites combined with his stating the obvious…but after a moment of silence he continues speaking
If there is something which my career needs, it is a new chapter.
Too often have I heard that I have come close, but saying that I came close is another way of saying that I failed, and I have grown tired of carrying these failures on my back. I am fully aware that I have everything it takes to become a champion except I have lacked that one variable that determines success and failure: luck. Without thinking, Majima slaps the back of one hand into the palm of the other, I have had titles elude me as I stood in the wrong place at the wrong second during a battle royal, just as I have had titles elude me as I had my opponent beaten but rolled to safety before I could make the cover. These are fine margins, so fine that if I repeated those matches another ninety-nine times those margins would be different.
This is where my match against Jensen banks begins to represent something so much more for me, and for my career, Majima breathes out, balling his hands into fists as he does so, before he releases his breath and his clenching hands, Jensen Banks wants to use those fine margins as a weapon, to hold the times that fate gave him a helping hand before me as an excuse to tell himself he is that good inside the ring.
At this point Majima shifts his chair back a little before he extends his right arm, at which point he runs the fingers of his left hand down the inside of his forearm, I have no interest in how good Jensen Banks is, nor how good he says he is, all I am interested in is proving that I am better.
Jensen Banks talks about this match as if he has already won it, a mistake on his part. He talks about the 15 Championship as if he has already won it, and the title is little more than a footnote for his biography, another mistake on his part. He has confidence based upon arrogance, another mistake on his part - yet nobody has called him “entitled” ahead of this match.
For his talk of not allowing me to make one error, he has made several already. For this reason he deserves to see his hubris fashioned into a noose that I will place around his neck which will drain the life from him until he is defeated, and he shall be left lifeless long before the fifteen minutes have finished.
With nothing left to say, Majima leaves his seat and exits the conference room without as much as a brief acknowledgment of the assembled press gathered before him
Word count: 795
