Pedro Gonzales Shoots During His Break.
May 17, 2016 12:47:58 GMT -5
Post by Anna on May 17, 2016 12:47:58 GMT -5
"Thank you, God."
Yes, Pedro is actually praying. As in kneeling down and hands steepled praying.
"Thank you for not making me like Keegan Hightower. Thank you for giving me a strong work effort and not having my head shoved so far up my brown spot, I fart out incredibly nonsensical comments about how jealous people are of me. Thank you for giving me the strength so I can carry the burden I bear instead of crying like a little baby when the slightest bit of a test is given to me. Thank you for not making me so arrogant that I can't see beyond my own ego. Praise be upon you. Amen."
After a bit, he looks over his shoulder and gives the camera a bit of a wave before turning around to face us.
"So I'm sitting in the tape room watching Señor Hightower's latest tirade against me. And for a man who likes to talk, he didn't really say a whole lot. It can all be broken down by three points.
1. I'm jealous that I'm not everything he is and deep down I want to be him.
2. UNFAIR ADVANTAGE WAAAAAH!
And 3, that he has a nice coat.
For the record, Señor, I agree with number three. It is a nice coat. If LDFC was based simply on what a person wears, you would be in the main event virtually every card. On paper, you have exactly what it takes to become the next megastar of this business. You have the image, sound fundamentals, and some would even say you have charisma. But the paper never reflects the truth. The truth is...that hasn't happened. The reason it hasn't happened isn't because of a grand conspiracy against Keegan Hightower. It's because the rest of us don't have to be like you to be better than you."
With this comes a shrug.
"Not that I’m saying that I am. But despite the fact that you all this stuff going for you--the looks, the clothes, Señorita Anita--none of that really amounts to much when the chips are down. It is only your talent that keeps you in the running. And we can only imagine how your career might be if you spent less time on putting a liplock and I'm sure much more raunchy holds on your manager and more time focusing on the prize.
I know that just by saying this, people will say that I don't have any right to criticize because I've never been in that position. When it happens, however, I won't make the mistakes that you did."
He tisks.
"Nor will I make the ones that you're doing right now.
Like the part about me not getting punished for being on Twitter. First of all, what part of 'teachers that don't know my name' do you not understand? Secondly, how do you know that I wasn't punished? Just because it wasn't for the whole world to see doesn't mean it didn't happen. Our circumstances are different. You not only keep going on and on with the tweets long after they told you to stop, you also proceeded to complain about the punishment when you wouldn't shut up! Apples and oranges, Señor Hightower.
Or the part where you believe that home field advantage is actually a thing. Since Senor Malo and I are playing the roles of spoilers, let me give you a spoiler alert. It doesn't matter what patch of soil we're wrestling on. It's still going to be a fight.
Or the part where you honest think you're unbeatable because reasons."
Pedro shakes his head.
"Nobody's unbeatable, Señor Hightower. Anybody can be beaten on anybody on any given night. It's how you react that makes a difference. Let us say for the sake of saying that I do defeat you. Let's say the alleged Teacher's Pet who is soooo jealous wins against the great and mighty Señor Hightower. How will you react then? If your recent behavior is any indication, you wouldn't take it quite so well."
El smirk.
"Which give me even more reason to go for the win."
Yes, Pedro is actually praying. As in kneeling down and hands steepled praying.
"Thank you for not making me like Keegan Hightower. Thank you for giving me a strong work effort and not having my head shoved so far up my brown spot, I fart out incredibly nonsensical comments about how jealous people are of me. Thank you for giving me the strength so I can carry the burden I bear instead of crying like a little baby when the slightest bit of a test is given to me. Thank you for not making me so arrogant that I can't see beyond my own ego. Praise be upon you. Amen."
After a bit, he looks over his shoulder and gives the camera a bit of a wave before turning around to face us.
"So I'm sitting in the tape room watching Señor Hightower's latest tirade against me. And for a man who likes to talk, he didn't really say a whole lot. It can all be broken down by three points.
1. I'm jealous that I'm not everything he is and deep down I want to be him.
2. UNFAIR ADVANTAGE WAAAAAH!
And 3, that he has a nice coat.
For the record, Señor, I agree with number three. It is a nice coat. If LDFC was based simply on what a person wears, you would be in the main event virtually every card. On paper, you have exactly what it takes to become the next megastar of this business. You have the image, sound fundamentals, and some would even say you have charisma. But the paper never reflects the truth. The truth is...that hasn't happened. The reason it hasn't happened isn't because of a grand conspiracy against Keegan Hightower. It's because the rest of us don't have to be like you to be better than you."
With this comes a shrug.
"Not that I’m saying that I am. But despite the fact that you all this stuff going for you--the looks, the clothes, Señorita Anita--none of that really amounts to much when the chips are down. It is only your talent that keeps you in the running. And we can only imagine how your career might be if you spent less time on putting a liplock and I'm sure much more raunchy holds on your manager and more time focusing on the prize.
I know that just by saying this, people will say that I don't have any right to criticize because I've never been in that position. When it happens, however, I won't make the mistakes that you did."
He tisks.
"Nor will I make the ones that you're doing right now.
Like the part about me not getting punished for being on Twitter. First of all, what part of 'teachers that don't know my name' do you not understand? Secondly, how do you know that I wasn't punished? Just because it wasn't for the whole world to see doesn't mean it didn't happen. Our circumstances are different. You not only keep going on and on with the tweets long after they told you to stop, you also proceeded to complain about the punishment when you wouldn't shut up! Apples and oranges, Señor Hightower.
Or the part where you believe that home field advantage is actually a thing. Since Senor Malo and I are playing the roles of spoilers, let me give you a spoiler alert. It doesn't matter what patch of soil we're wrestling on. It's still going to be a fight.
Or the part where you honest think you're unbeatable because reasons."
Pedro shakes his head.
"Nobody's unbeatable, Señor Hightower. Anybody can be beaten on anybody on any given night. It's how you react that makes a difference. Let us say for the sake of saying that I do defeat you. Let's say the alleged Teacher's Pet who is soooo jealous wins against the great and mighty Señor Hightower. How will you react then? If your recent behavior is any indication, you wouldn't take it quite so well."
El smirk.
"Which give me even more reason to go for the win."