Allons
Apr 19, 2016 17:04:10 GMT -5
Post by gambit on Apr 19, 2016 17:04:10 GMT -5
“Dee first time ah stepped into a resslin’ ring was ‘cuz a woman named Cat McAllister wanted me to meetta client, Nick Sandahs,” the Cajun kid says to the vlog audience with a half smile.
“Chee wanted meh tuh train wittem and so ah started at SVW,” Chase continues. “--an ah did so bahd. Ah ‘adda fight dis guy was like seva fuht tall and scareeh as’ell--and he trew meh rown like a dam beb’dawl.”
He shrugs and brushes his long bags back with his hand. “Ah dunno why ah taut dat ah could juss jahmp in’ed firss and be aight. Ah’d dun sum trainin ‘for and ah was real guhd inna andy fed--but da pros--dey not duh sahm.”
He smiles and leans on his elbow for support as he looks down to his desk bashfully then back to the vlog stream.
“Den ah met Ahnneh Zellah,” he says as he blushes. “Das win erryting changed for meh.”
Chase reaches for a framed picture of Annie Zellor and shows it to his YouTube live stream.
“Che’s kyoot, yah? Ma fiancée,” he says proudly before returning the picture to its spot. “Ah was still in college when Ah’d metta an’ ittwas hard cuz chee was always gon’an ah was always at school--but we made it wok. Ah’d given up resslin’ for what ah tawt was fa’gud--but ah dunno. Watchin’eh--chee juss nevah gave up even when chee was down. So yeh--chee’s mah inspiration--da reason ahm back tryin dis out.”
He shrugs once more. “Me, Ah guess ah quit cuz ah tawt dat ah was no good and--bein wit Anneh--I realize dat dis da woman ah lauv and ah dun wanna be away from’er all da time. So--it took some--uh--diggin in deep but ah got the nerve up to ask her to be with me for life, yah? And if ah can do dat ah tawt--ya--chu can get back out dere an’ressel. Chu can do anytin cuz chee got ya back always.”
Chase steeples his fingers and places them beneath his lips as he leans in towards his webcam and smiles. “Me, Ah’ve learned a lot in mah trainin and ah gots a bit more’sperience now. Ah’m not ‘fraid no’mo to go out dere and lose--cuz it’s not bout dat for me no’mo. Ah’m not just sum kid in ova his’ead no’mo neither--and ahm not just some rookie picked up to make sumone else look betta--cuz dat’s wut Cat’d wanted me to be. Ah was canon fodder really. When ah found out--and ah kept losin--ah was like screw dis go back to school--ya nuthin.”
Chase scrunches his nose in disgust of himself and then laughs. “Don’eva let sum one make chu tink dat ya worthless--cuz--believe me--ya not. Chu juss gotta find the right peoples to help build’ya back up when ya down. And dis--it’s not all for Anneh--chee--ya--chee is a big reason ah’m sittin’ere right now talking to ya guys--but a lotta dis was for me too. Lotta dis was cuz ah felt like ah needed to stop ‘oldin mahself back for wut ah tawt ah deserved--and yanno do wut ah’d been dreamin of for so long. It’s ‘ard work, ya. Me, An’ah--ah’m real nervous like cuz nobody likes to lose--but me, ah’m already a winner right’ere and dat’s wut mattas most, ya?”
Chase places a balled fist against his heart and grins wider. “Mah frans who watchin--ma gainne--mah family--dis match is for all you’z. Miles Bishop--me, ah’m real ‘onored to fight ya--specially since ah’ve not really’d much ‘sperience so--ah hope ya ‘ave as much excitement for dis fight as ah do. It’s weird doin dis again and I feel like ah’ve been workin’ard nuff lately and really pickin up da momentum to give’ya da fight of ya life. It’s gonna be crazy, mon ami. Ya bit biggah than me--and ah’ve always’d ting for bein kinda off put by dat before. But uh---size don’matter’nun cuz I’m fast as da Mississippi riva and just as strong. Ah take it to the top rope and fly high--chu gon’ nevah see me comin. Das da troof. Mah PawPaw tawt me to neva hafass nuttin. Mah’ole heart…”
Again Chase touches his chest.
“It’s for dis fight., ya”
“Chee wanted meh tuh train wittem and so ah started at SVW,” Chase continues. “--an ah did so bahd. Ah ‘adda fight dis guy was like seva fuht tall and scareeh as’ell--and he trew meh rown like a dam beb’dawl.”
He shrugs and brushes his long bags back with his hand. “Ah dunno why ah taut dat ah could juss jahmp in’ed firss and be aight. Ah’d dun sum trainin ‘for and ah was real guhd inna andy fed--but da pros--dey not duh sahm.”
He smiles and leans on his elbow for support as he looks down to his desk bashfully then back to the vlog stream.
“Den ah met Ahnneh Zellah,” he says as he blushes. “Das win erryting changed for meh.”
Chase reaches for a framed picture of Annie Zellor and shows it to his YouTube live stream.
“Che’s kyoot, yah? Ma fiancée,” he says proudly before returning the picture to its spot. “Ah was still in college when Ah’d metta an’ ittwas hard cuz chee was always gon’an ah was always at school--but we made it wok. Ah’d given up resslin’ for what ah tawt was fa’gud--but ah dunno. Watchin’eh--chee juss nevah gave up even when chee was down. So yeh--chee’s mah inspiration--da reason ahm back tryin dis out.”
He shrugs once more. “Me, Ah guess ah quit cuz ah tawt dat ah was no good and--bein wit Anneh--I realize dat dis da woman ah lauv and ah dun wanna be away from’er all da time. So--it took some--uh--diggin in deep but ah got the nerve up to ask her to be with me for life, yah? And if ah can do dat ah tawt--ya--chu can get back out dere an’ressel. Chu can do anytin cuz chee got ya back always.”
Chase steeples his fingers and places them beneath his lips as he leans in towards his webcam and smiles. “Me, Ah’ve learned a lot in mah trainin and ah gots a bit more’sperience now. Ah’m not ‘fraid no’mo to go out dere and lose--cuz it’s not bout dat for me no’mo. Ah’m not just sum kid in ova his’ead no’mo neither--and ahm not just some rookie picked up to make sumone else look betta--cuz dat’s wut Cat’d wanted me to be. Ah was canon fodder really. When ah found out--and ah kept losin--ah was like screw dis go back to school--ya nuthin.”
Chase scrunches his nose in disgust of himself and then laughs. “Don’eva let sum one make chu tink dat ya worthless--cuz--believe me--ya not. Chu juss gotta find the right peoples to help build’ya back up when ya down. And dis--it’s not all for Anneh--chee--ya--chee is a big reason ah’m sittin’ere right now talking to ya guys--but a lotta dis was for me too. Lotta dis was cuz ah felt like ah needed to stop ‘oldin mahself back for wut ah tawt ah deserved--and yanno do wut ah’d been dreamin of for so long. It’s ‘ard work, ya. Me, An’ah--ah’m real nervous like cuz nobody likes to lose--but me, ah’m already a winner right’ere and dat’s wut mattas most, ya?”
Chase places a balled fist against his heart and grins wider. “Mah frans who watchin--ma gainne--mah family--dis match is for all you’z. Miles Bishop--me, ah’m real ‘onored to fight ya--specially since ah’ve not really’d much ‘sperience so--ah hope ya ‘ave as much excitement for dis fight as ah do. It’s weird doin dis again and I feel like ah’ve been workin’ard nuff lately and really pickin up da momentum to give’ya da fight of ya life. It’s gonna be crazy, mon ami. Ya bit biggah than me--and ah’ve always’d ting for bein kinda off put by dat before. But uh---size don’matter’nun cuz I’m fast as da Mississippi riva and just as strong. Ah take it to the top rope and fly high--chu gon’ nevah see me comin. Das da troof. Mah PawPaw tawt me to neva hafass nuttin. Mah’ole heart…”
Again Chase touches his chest.
“It’s for dis fight., ya”