This Is What It's Come To?
Mar 19, 2012 15:21:06 GMT -5
Post by Chandler Scott on Mar 19, 2012 15:21:06 GMT -5
Chandler:
“To say we've been anticipating for this moment to come would be the understatement of the century. We have been rubbing our hands and have been salivating at this opportunity for a while now. For some time, we thought it would only be something that we dreamed up. But now, that dream will finally become a reality. We finally get to rid Frontier Grappling Arts of the overhyped, overrated fraud that has been trying to pass himself off as a world class athlete since December. Jared James has stolen victories from us. He's crushed our dreams. And he's deprived you people of having a Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvrad Heavyweight Champion. He's deprived this company of a champion that it can be proud of, a champion that can actually be marketed and respected. Because at it stands right now, you can't take a man who teams with a real-life clown seriously. But that will all change on March 30, when Preston Blake gives you people something that should have happened months ago. And what is that? Well, it's very simple. That is simply a true FGA Heavyweight Champion. Until then, we get to deal with the constant pest that has been Jared Jared. Jared has done nothing but take and take and take from the Harvard Connection. But now, it is time to reciprocate. It is time for Jared to get his just desserts. He's taken our spots, our chances and our opportunities. Now, we get tot take away his pride, his manhood, and his will to continue on. Jared, we hope you don't have any post-event plans for Wednesday. Because Wednesday in Williamsport is going to be a very, very long night for you my friend...........”
[We open up to a study inside of an unknown estate. In front of the room is a large projector screen. The video on the screen is a countdown, running backwards from ten to one. To each side of us are large book shelves that are stacked nearly ceiling-high. Each row is packed with various literature, running from left to right. Directly in front of us sits the back of a couch. An unknown individual, presumable a male, rests his back on the couch. He reaches over and grabs himself a glass containing some type of liquid. Presumably wine. As the video begins, the man sitting in the chair begins to speak. Upon hearing the voice, we immediately recognize the voice of Preston Blake.]
Preston:
“So this is what its come to? Who knew, Jared? Who knew that this would finally be the last stand between you and I? Preston takes a sip of his class. “You see, for months now you've been a thorn in the side of not just myself, but the entire Harvard Connection. You had the propensity to stick your nose in business that it didn't belong. You had a knack for asserting your opinions into matters that didn't called for your unwanted input. Most important of all, you were always able to find someway to sneak out with a victory. It didn't matter how badly you were outclassed. It didn't matter how badly you were beaten and thrown around the ring, you somehow were always able to squirm away with a victory in tact. You called it 'rising to the occasion'. But I? I called it like I saw it. You weren't a better man. You certainly weren't a better wrestler. All you were was someone who simply had luck on his side. Luck has been on your side since the very start of FGA. And despite how much you try to make claims to the contrary, luck played a huge role in our first encounter....”
Preston:
“You said that just because I grew up better than you and had a better education you, that all of those things meant nothing once we got into the ring. Because once in that ring, your so-called superior skill overcome any perceived intellectual advantage that I'd have over your. But after your 'defeat' of me on that night, my much bigger and much stronger partner, Chandler Scott, looked to do what I was unable to do on that night. And that was to expose you for the fraud that you are. You were no great athlete. You were no great wrestler. You were nothing but a man who benefited from being in the right place at the right time. And you proved it again in your match against Chandler....”
Preston:
“Not only did you steal a win from Chandler, but you stole a kiss from his significant other, Madison Stewart. By the way, it's nice to know that Frontier Grappling Arts employs someone who commits sexual assault and doesn't bother lifting a finger. I mean really, let's be honest with ourselves here. Were those kisses warranted? Did she give you consent, Jared? Or did you force yourself onto her repeatedly? Even the most devoted Jared James fan knows that you threw yourself onto that woman. But because you're the happy-go-lucky Mr. Nice Guy who shakes hands, kisses babies, helps old ladies across the street and rescues cats out from out of trees, no one in the Frontier Office said a thing. Because this place was so hard up for big names during its infancy, no disciplinary action was taken. And you call yourself a role model. What a joke. You're no role model. You're no Mr. Nice Guy. You're no great wrestler. You're a joke. You're a fraud. You're a fake. And you're a sexual predator.
But back to that evening, when you stole another win from a member of The Harvard Connection.... we weren't just going to lay down and let you get away with it. And we certainly weren't going to let you get away with what you did to poor, sweet, innocent Madison. So we decided to send you a message; a message, Jared, that you would receive loud and clear.............”
Preston:
“…. That is, until Blaine Harrison came down and ruined all the fun. For people who do their homework, we should have know better. It was no secret that you and Blaine had respect towards each other. Or as we saw it, you're undying love for each other. Every time we clicked on a video of you or Blaine, all it was filled up with was pleasantries and complements for the other man. So it should have been no secret that during your time of need, Blaine would swoop down and be your knight in shining armor. How sweet. But if anything, it just backed up our claims even more. Not only were you a sub-par wrestler, but you needed someone to hide behind while they fought your battles for you.
This contest with Chandler wasn't the last time you'd see a member of the Harvard Connection. In fact, I personally wasn't done with you by a long shot....”
Preston:
“Once again, you screwed me. You screwed these people out of seeing two world class athletes, two Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvard men challenging over the Frontier Heavyweight Championship. And instead, we were subjected to seeing you luck your way into a championship match. But that night was where it all started. Your downward spiral began on that same night, when you fought Michael Tomkins in the finals of the Chase For The Crown Tournament....”
Preston:
“That loss, Jared, was so disappointing for you, wasn't it? You had come so far. You had worked so hard. You had all of these people buy into your little sob story about how you were never able to capture the Heavyweight Championship in all of your travels. You told us that throughout all the stops you've made, you were never good enough to win the top prize, the top championship. But Frontier was supposed to be different, wasn't it? This place was going to be the place where you finally ascended to that next level and became a champion. But just as you told us all about your inevitable failures in the past, you soon failed here, too. But you weren’t done failing, were you, Jared?”
Preston:
“No, you weren't done losing yet. The loss to Tomkins at a A New Odyssey, that hurt your psyche. It was a bit of a blow to your ego. You had put all your eggs in one backseat. You were so arrogant, so full of yourself that you'd come out on top. But just like every single time in your pathetic life, you failed. You couldn't step up to the plate. You FAILED! But while that loss to Tomkins hurt your psyche and while this loss hurt your ego....”
Preston:
“That loss right there hurt more than any other. And you weren't even in the match. But it hurt the most, anyways. The man who you beat in the semifinals of the Chase For The Crown Tournament, the man that was seemingly your back-up against The Harvard Connection, the man who you pushed away from you.... ended up surpassing you. He overcame the obstacles that you repeatedly tripped over time and time and time again. He did was you FAILED to do, Jared: become a champion.”
“That one right there? That was the kicker. That was the crushing blow. That was the arrow through the heart. It didn't just hurt your psyche, your ego, or your heart. It hurt you soul. It crushed your pride. And you haven't been seen since. And you want to know why? Because you know there's no coming back from any of this.
My oh my, how the tables have turned.
Every time you stole a victory from The Harvard Connection, every time you'd steal a match from us, you would come out and flash that toothy grin. You'd flaunt your fluke victories in our faces. You were so arrogant when you were on top, Jared. You were full of such bravado when you were thought of as the man. But now that your winning streak has been snapped in half, now that you pushed your good friend Blaine away from you, and now that Blaine has stepped out of your shadow and eclipsed everything you've ever done in your pitiful and pathetic existence, now you're nowhere to be found. Now you're in hiding. Be it underneath the sheets or somewhere in witness protection, you haven't been seen or heard from in weeks. What happened, Jared? Why did you disappear? Did the cat grab your tongue? Did you finally lose your voice? Or has the shame of failing forced you into a self-imposed exile? But Jared, with you now in hiding, who will shake the hands now? Who will kiss the babies now? What about the old ladies? Who will help them with their groceries across the street now?” Preston snickers.
“Oh Jared, words cannot describe how thrilled I am about this latest development. For so long it was you who was in the lead. For so long, it was you that was on top. Now I hold all the power. I now have all the cards, Jared, while you... you've got nothing. You're right where I want you. And that's down for the count. They say that you're not supposed to kick a man when he's down. But I'm not just going to kick you while you're down. No, I'm going to take you out. I'll be the last thing you see before they cart you out of this ring and out of this company. I will be the man responsible for sending you along your merry way. For so long you taunted us, Jared. Now, it's time for you to get your comeuppance.”
“This week in Williamsport, I will show you up. I will embarrass you. I will humiliate you. And then I will end you, putting you out of our lives for good. But I hope you're paying attention, too, Blaine. See, once I get done taking out the trash, my sights will soon be set on you, Mr. Paper Champion. The outcome of Spring Breakage will only be a formality. What I do to your pal Jared will only be a small sample size of what I have in store for you. I will head into Salem, Virginia a challenger. But I will walk out the new FGA Heavyweight Champion.”
“...Anything less would be.... uncivilized........”
[The scene fades to crimson, followed by the Harvard “H”.]
“To say we've been anticipating for this moment to come would be the understatement of the century. We have been rubbing our hands and have been salivating at this opportunity for a while now. For some time, we thought it would only be something that we dreamed up. But now, that dream will finally become a reality. We finally get to rid Frontier Grappling Arts of the overhyped, overrated fraud that has been trying to pass himself off as a world class athlete since December. Jared James has stolen victories from us. He's crushed our dreams. And he's deprived you people of having a Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvrad Heavyweight Champion. He's deprived this company of a champion that it can be proud of, a champion that can actually be marketed and respected. Because at it stands right now, you can't take a man who teams with a real-life clown seriously. But that will all change on March 30, when Preston Blake gives you people something that should have happened months ago. And what is that? Well, it's very simple. That is simply a true FGA Heavyweight Champion. Until then, we get to deal with the constant pest that has been Jared Jared. Jared has done nothing but take and take and take from the Harvard Connection. But now, it is time to reciprocate. It is time for Jared to get his just desserts. He's taken our spots, our chances and our opportunities. Now, we get tot take away his pride, his manhood, and his will to continue on. Jared, we hope you don't have any post-event plans for Wednesday. Because Wednesday in Williamsport is going to be a very, very long night for you my friend...........”
[We open up to a study inside of an unknown estate. In front of the room is a large projector screen. The video on the screen is a countdown, running backwards from ten to one. To each side of us are large book shelves that are stacked nearly ceiling-high. Each row is packed with various literature, running from left to right. Directly in front of us sits the back of a couch. An unknown individual, presumable a male, rests his back on the couch. He reaches over and grabs himself a glass containing some type of liquid. Presumably wine. As the video begins, the man sitting in the chair begins to speak. Upon hearing the voice, we immediately recognize the voice of Preston Blake.]
Preston:
“So this is what its come to? Who knew, Jared? Who knew that this would finally be the last stand between you and I? Preston takes a sip of his class. “You see, for months now you've been a thorn in the side of not just myself, but the entire Harvard Connection. You had the propensity to stick your nose in business that it didn't belong. You had a knack for asserting your opinions into matters that didn't called for your unwanted input. Most important of all, you were always able to find someway to sneak out with a victory. It didn't matter how badly you were outclassed. It didn't matter how badly you were beaten and thrown around the ring, you somehow were always able to squirm away with a victory in tact. You called it 'rising to the occasion'. But I? I called it like I saw it. You weren't a better man. You certainly weren't a better wrestler. All you were was someone who simply had luck on his side. Luck has been on your side since the very start of FGA. And despite how much you try to make claims to the contrary, luck played a huge role in our first encounter....”
Preston gets up, picks up Jared and nails him with a forearm shot to the face, sending him stumbling into the corner. Preston goes into the corner, grabs Jared and whips him into the opposite corner. Preston charges into the corner and connects with a running European Uppercut, nearly knocking Jared's head off in the process. He turns Jared around, lifts him up and sits him down backwards across the top turnbuckle. Once Preston climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle, he grabs Jared and delivers an Avalanche Backdrop. Boos and applause can be heard throughout the crowd. Preston slowly turns over and gets up. He begins to circle Jared, looking to pounce on him at any moment. As Jared slowly gets up, Preston runs over and leaps up, going for the Thesis Statement. But Jared turns out of the way, sending Preston crashing leg-first onto the canvas. The crowd cheers. As Preston gets up, Jared runs into the ropes. But when he comes back, Preston knocks him down with a lariat takedown, nearly knocking the air out of him in the process. Preston then picks up Jared and whips him hard chest-first into the corner. As Jared stumbles back, Preston runs into the ropes and goes for a springboard roundhouse kick. But Jared rolls underneath it. Once Preston lands on his feet and turns around, Jared nails him with another back flip kick. The crowd cheers. While Preston is dazed, Jared kicks him in the midsection and takes him down with the I-35 Drive to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover. 1............................2....................3.
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Preston:
“You said that just because I grew up better than you and had a better education you, that all of those things meant nothing once we got into the ring. Because once in that ring, your so-called superior skill overcome any perceived intellectual advantage that I'd have over your. But after your 'defeat' of me on that night, my much bigger and much stronger partner, Chandler Scott, looked to do what I was unable to do on that night. And that was to expose you for the fraud that you are. You were no great athlete. You were no great wrestler. You were nothing but a man who benefited from being in the right place at the right time. And you proved it again in your match against Chandler....”
Jared goes up to Madison and just smiles as Madison yells at him. After mocking Madison, Jared leans in and steals a kiss to cheers from the crowd. Irate, Madison goes to slap Jared, but Jared ducks, pops back up and steals another kiss on the lips. The crowd cheers. Chandler gets up and sees this, so he charges over at Jared, but Jared doges out of the way as Chandler bumps Madison, sending her down to the apron to cheers from the crowd. A shocked Chandler puts his hands on his head and walks back. But he walks right back into a school rollup from Jared. 1.............................2....................Chandler kicks out. Both men get up, but Jared rolls him up in a small package. 1..........................2................Chandler kicks out. When both men get up, Chandler throws a haymaker. But Jared ducks and counters with a backslide pin. 1......................2................Chandler gets his shoulder up. Once both men get up, Chandler rakes him across the eyes to boos from the crowd. He then takes Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Chandler goes for a back body drop. But Jared slips down from behind. He then turns Chandler around, kicks him in the midsection and takes him down with The Dagger. The crowd cheers. Jared then waits for Chandler to get in position. Once Chandler tries to get up off the canvas, Jared runs over, leaps up and takes him down with The Hawk Drop. The crowd cheers. Jared turns him over and makes the cover. 1.............................2....................3.
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Preston:
“Not only did you steal a win from Chandler, but you stole a kiss from his significant other, Madison Stewart. By the way, it's nice to know that Frontier Grappling Arts employs someone who commits sexual assault and doesn't bother lifting a finger. I mean really, let's be honest with ourselves here. Were those kisses warranted? Did she give you consent, Jared? Or did you force yourself onto her repeatedly? Even the most devoted Jared James fan knows that you threw yourself onto that woman. But because you're the happy-go-lucky Mr. Nice Guy who shakes hands, kisses babies, helps old ladies across the street and rescues cats out from out of trees, no one in the Frontier Office said a thing. Because this place was so hard up for big names during its infancy, no disciplinary action was taken. And you call yourself a role model. What a joke. You're no role model. You're no Mr. Nice Guy. You're no great wrestler. You're a joke. You're a fraud. You're a fake. And you're a sexual predator.
But back to that evening, when you stole another win from a member of The Harvard Connection.... we weren't just going to lay down and let you get away with it. And we certainly weren't going to let you get away with what you did to poor, sweet, innocent Madison. So we decided to send you a message; a message, Jared, that you would receive loud and clear.............”
“Gimme Love” plays as Jared gets his hand raised to cheers from the crowd. Jared then goes into the corner, climbs up onto the second turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air to cheers from the crowd.
Roberts: Jared James just keeps on rolling, picking up another victory and completing his sweep over The Harvard Connection!
While Jared is celebrating, Preston Blake runs down to the ring, slides in, runs over, yanks down Jared from out of the corner and delivers clubbing shots from behind. Chandler then gets up and goes over to help Preston double team Jared. The bell repeatedly rings while the crowd boos.
Roberts: Oh come on you two. Enough's enough. You both lost to the man. Just tip your cap and give him the credit that he deserves. Don't do this!
The Harvard Connection continues to pummel Jared to boos from the crowd. But the boos soon turn to cheers once Blaine Harrison races down to the ring with a steel chair in hand. As soon as Blaine slides in, The Harvard Connection bail and scurry up the aisle and to the back with Madison.
Roberts: Thank God for Blaine Harrison. If not for him, Jared may not have even made it to the Chase for the Crown tournament. It was last week that Jared saved Blaine from likely getting his arm snapped in two. These week, Blaine returns the favor, saving Jared from a Harvard Connection beat down.
“Let's See Action” plays as Blaine helps Jared back up to his feet. The two shake hands and eventually raise each other's arms in the air to cheers from the crowd. The scene cuts backstage to Scott Reave, who is watching what is taking place in the ring on a small monitor backstage. His eyes narrow as he shakes his head in disgust at the two men on the monitor. He then walks away as the camera slowly zooms in on the monitor. The camera zooms in to the point where the monitor encompasses the screen. Jared and Blaine can once again be seen playing up to the crowd as the crowd cheers them on......
Roberts: Jared James just keeps on rolling, picking up another victory and completing his sweep over The Harvard Connection!
While Jared is celebrating, Preston Blake runs down to the ring, slides in, runs over, yanks down Jared from out of the corner and delivers clubbing shots from behind. Chandler then gets up and goes over to help Preston double team Jared. The bell repeatedly rings while the crowd boos.
Roberts: Oh come on you two. Enough's enough. You both lost to the man. Just tip your cap and give him the credit that he deserves. Don't do this!
The Harvard Connection continues to pummel Jared to boos from the crowd. But the boos soon turn to cheers once Blaine Harrison races down to the ring with a steel chair in hand. As soon as Blaine slides in, The Harvard Connection bail and scurry up the aisle and to the back with Madison.
Roberts: Thank God for Blaine Harrison. If not for him, Jared may not have even made it to the Chase for the Crown tournament. It was last week that Jared saved Blaine from likely getting his arm snapped in two. These week, Blaine returns the favor, saving Jared from a Harvard Connection beat down.
“Let's See Action” plays as Blaine helps Jared back up to his feet. The two shake hands and eventually raise each other's arms in the air to cheers from the crowd. The scene cuts backstage to Scott Reave, who is watching what is taking place in the ring on a small monitor backstage. His eyes narrow as he shakes his head in disgust at the two men on the monitor. He then walks away as the camera slowly zooms in on the monitor. The camera zooms in to the point where the monitor encompasses the screen. Jared and Blaine can once again be seen playing up to the crowd as the crowd cheers them on......
Preston:
“…. That is, until Blaine Harrison came down and ruined all the fun. For people who do their homework, we should have know better. It was no secret that you and Blaine had respect towards each other. Or as we saw it, you're undying love for each other. Every time we clicked on a video of you or Blaine, all it was filled up with was pleasantries and complements for the other man. So it should have been no secret that during your time of need, Blaine would swoop down and be your knight in shining armor. How sweet. But if anything, it just backed up our claims even more. Not only were you a sub-par wrestler, but you needed someone to hide behind while they fought your battles for you.
This contest with Chandler wasn't the last time you'd see a member of the Harvard Connection. In fact, I personally wasn't done with you by a long shot....”
As both men get up, Preston throws a punch. But Jared comes back with one of his own. Preston throws another punch. But Jared comes right back with one of his own. Preston throws a punch, but Jared blocks it and counters with one of his own. He then nails Preston with another punch.... and another..... and another. After a kick to the midsection, Jared takes Preston and goes for an irish whip. But Preston reverses, sending Jared into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Preston bends over to set up a back body drop. But Jared leap frogs over him and runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he knocks down Preston with a spinning heel kick. The crowd cheers. Jared then picks up Preston and whips him into the ropes. When Preston comes back, Jared knocks him down with a spinning roundhouse kick. The crowd cheers. Jared then picks up Preston and goes for a vertical suplex, but Preston slips down from behind. He then turns Jared around and nails him with a European Uppercut that stuns him. The crowd boos. Preston then runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Jared takes him down with a hurricanrana. He then mounts himself on top of Preston and hammers away with punches to the face to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Preston, places him in a headlock, runs and takes him down with a running bulldog. The crowd cheers. Jared then points to the top rope. The crowd cheers. So Jared steps through the ropes, climbs up to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a flying headbutt. The crowd cheers. Jared then gets up, picks up Preston, kicks him in the midsection and delivers the I-35 Drive. The crowd cheers. Jared makes the cover. 1............................2....................3. The crowd cheers.
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!
Preston:
“Once again, you screwed me. You screwed these people out of seeing two world class athletes, two Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvard men challenging over the Frontier Heavyweight Championship. And instead, we were subjected to seeing you luck your way into a championship match. But that night was where it all started. Your downward spiral began on that same night, when you fought Michael Tomkins in the finals of the Chase For The Crown Tournament....”
Jared gets up and slowly makes his way across the ring. He crouches down and waits for Tomkins to get up. When Tomkins finally gets up and turns around, Jared kicks him in the midsection and goes for the I-35 Drive. But Tomkins rolls through it, lifts up Jared and delivers an inverted atomic drop. He then nails Jared with a roundhouse kick, followed by a spinning back fist. He then kicks Jared in the midsection, turns him around, grabs him from behind and delivers the Epica. The crowd cheers. Tomkins then picks up Jared, scoops him up and throws him down with the Finishing Touch. He hooks the leg. 1...............................2.........................3. The crowd cheers.
Cruz: Here is your Chase for the Crown tournament winner.............. and NEEEEEEEEEEW FGA Heavyweight Champion, MICHAEL TOMKINS!
Cruz: Here is your Chase for the Crown tournament winner.............. and NEEEEEEEEEEW FGA Heavyweight Champion, MICHAEL TOMKINS!
Preston:
“That loss, Jared, was so disappointing for you, wasn't it? You had come so far. You had worked so hard. You had all of these people buy into your little sob story about how you were never able to capture the Heavyweight Championship in all of your travels. You told us that throughout all the stops you've made, you were never good enough to win the top prize, the top championship. But Frontier was supposed to be different, wasn't it? This place was going to be the place where you finally ascended to that next level and became a champion. But just as you told us all about your inevitable failures in the past, you soon failed here, too. But you weren’t done failing, were you, Jared?”
Blaine picks up Preston and delivers a series of knife-edge chops to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos when Chandler attacks him from behind. The Harvard Connection then takes Blaine and whips him into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, they knock him down with a double clothesline. The crowd boos. Preston then heads to the outside while Chandler picks up Blaine and throws him down with a scoop slam. After Preston crouches down on the top turnbuckle, Chandler reaches up, grabs him and throws him down on top of Blaine with a cannonball senton splash. The crowd boos. The two then pick up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, they go for a double clothesline. But Jared ducks and runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he knocks both men down with a jumping clothesline. The crowd cheers. Jared then picks up Preston and whips him into the ropes. When Preston comes back, Jared knocks him down with a spinning roundhouse kick to cheers from the crowd. Chandler then comes up from behind and nails Jared with a forearm shot to the back. He then hoists Jared up and throws him down with a pumphandle drop to boos from the crowd. But the boos turn to cheers because when Chandler turns around, Blaine runs over and nails him with a pump kick to the face. Jared and Blaine then take each member of The Harvard Connection and place them in opposite corners. After hammering away on them, Jared and Blaine look back at each other and nod. They go to irish whip The Harvard Connection into each other. Blaine whips Preston towards the center of the ring. But Chandler reverses, sending Jared towards the center of he ring where Preston knocks him down with a running European Uppercut. The crowd boos. Blaine then runs over and clotheslines Preston, sending both men over the top rope and to the floor. Back in the ring, Chandler crouches down, waiting impatiently for Jared to get up. Once a dazed Jared gets up and turns around, Chandler runs over and nails him in the face with the Harvard Hammer to boos from the crowd. Chandler makes the cover. 1.............................. Blaine tries to slide back into the ring, but Preston reaches up and grabs him by the ankle...............2....................... Blaine gets free and dives over..............3.
Cruz: Here are your winners, THE HARVARD CONNECTION!
Cruz: Here are your winners, THE HARVARD CONNECTION!
Preston:
“No, you weren't done losing yet. The loss to Tomkins at a A New Odyssey, that hurt your psyche. It was a bit of a blow to your ego. You had put all your eggs in one backseat. You were so arrogant, so full of yourself that you'd come out on top. But just like every single time in your pathetic life, you failed. You couldn't step up to the plate. You FAILED! But while that loss to Tomkins hurt your psyche and while this loss hurt your ego....”
Tomkins then goes to pick up Blaine, but Blaine falls back to the canvas. Tomkins picks him up but again, Blaine falls back to the canvas. As Tomkins goes to pick up Blaine a third time, Blaine quickly rolls him up in a small package to cheers from the crowd. 1.............................2.................... Tomkins kicks out. As both men get up, Tomkins runs over and knocks him down with a running clothesline. The crowd cheers. He then goes over, picks up Blaine and whips him into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, Tomkins bends over to set up a back body drop. But Blaine stops himself in time and kicks Tomkins square in the face, sending him standing upright in a dazed state. Blaine then bounces back into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with a pump kick to the face, knocking Tomkins down to cheers from the crowd. Blaine then struggles to get back up to his feet. Once he does, he stumbles over into the ropes. Meanwhile, Tomkins can be seen slowly getting back up on one knee. As Tomkins slowly stands up, Blaine runs over and knocks him down with a standing enziguiri. The crowd cheers. He then slowly picks up Tomkins and whips him into the corner. Blaine then charges into the corner and connects with a running double knee lift to the chest to cheers from the crowd. Tomkins falls down from out of the corner as Blaine struggles to pull himself up using the ropes. He then picks up Tomkins, lifts him up and delivers the Metal Heart Suplex (jackhammer version) to cheers from the crowd. He hooks the leg. 1..................................2...........................3.
Cruz: Here is your winner.............. and NEEEEEEEEEEEW Frontier Heavyweight Champion, BLAINE HARRISON!
Cruz: Here is your winner.............. and NEEEEEEEEEEEW Frontier Heavyweight Champion, BLAINE HARRISON!
Preston:
“That loss right there hurt more than any other. And you weren't even in the match. But it hurt the most, anyways. The man who you beat in the semifinals of the Chase For The Crown Tournament, the man that was seemingly your back-up against The Harvard Connection, the man who you pushed away from you.... ended up surpassing you. He overcame the obstacles that you repeatedly tripped over time and time and time again. He did was you FAILED to do, Jared: become a champion.”
“That one right there? That was the kicker. That was the crushing blow. That was the arrow through the heart. It didn't just hurt your psyche, your ego, or your heart. It hurt you soul. It crushed your pride. And you haven't been seen since. And you want to know why? Because you know there's no coming back from any of this.
My oh my, how the tables have turned.
Every time you stole a victory from The Harvard Connection, every time you'd steal a match from us, you would come out and flash that toothy grin. You'd flaunt your fluke victories in our faces. You were so arrogant when you were on top, Jared. You were full of such bravado when you were thought of as the man. But now that your winning streak has been snapped in half, now that you pushed your good friend Blaine away from you, and now that Blaine has stepped out of your shadow and eclipsed everything you've ever done in your pitiful and pathetic existence, now you're nowhere to be found. Now you're in hiding. Be it underneath the sheets or somewhere in witness protection, you haven't been seen or heard from in weeks. What happened, Jared? Why did you disappear? Did the cat grab your tongue? Did you finally lose your voice? Or has the shame of failing forced you into a self-imposed exile? But Jared, with you now in hiding, who will shake the hands now? Who will kiss the babies now? What about the old ladies? Who will help them with their groceries across the street now?” Preston snickers.
“Oh Jared, words cannot describe how thrilled I am about this latest development. For so long it was you who was in the lead. For so long, it was you that was on top. Now I hold all the power. I now have all the cards, Jared, while you... you've got nothing. You're right where I want you. And that's down for the count. They say that you're not supposed to kick a man when he's down. But I'm not just going to kick you while you're down. No, I'm going to take you out. I'll be the last thing you see before they cart you out of this ring and out of this company. I will be the man responsible for sending you along your merry way. For so long you taunted us, Jared. Now, it's time for you to get your comeuppance.”
“This week in Williamsport, I will show you up. I will embarrass you. I will humiliate you. And then I will end you, putting you out of our lives for good. But I hope you're paying attention, too, Blaine. See, once I get done taking out the trash, my sights will soon be set on you, Mr. Paper Champion. The outcome of Spring Breakage will only be a formality. What I do to your pal Jared will only be a small sample size of what I have in store for you. I will head into Salem, Virginia a challenger. But I will walk out the new FGA Heavyweight Champion.”
“...Anything less would be.... uncivilized........”
[The scene fades to crimson, followed by the Harvard “H”.]