Behind The 6 Ball
Octobrer 16, 2014
I don't think I can explain this in a way you marks will understand, so I am going to preface this blog with two important things. Number one: I do not wish to marginalize the outpouring of support I have received from 90% of the EBWF fans in any way, shape, or form. Number two: Please understand that above all else, I am writing this for me. This is not a nostalgia run. I have to come up with new, creative ways to say this every time I go out there to compete but I want you to know that I am not saying that because I have to to get myself over and keep myself relevant, I am saying this because it is true. Here I am again headlining Monday Night Warfare, a position not unfamiliar to me over the past 16 months but every weeks I have to sit in the back and listen to my opponent's tired promos about me "reliving my glory days" or not being willing to pass the torch. Here is your minor spoiler alert so skip over the next couple sentences if you don't want to know what is going to happen on Warfare: I will work every bit as hard if not harder than Jay Briscoe and the following week I will still have to put up with all the bullshit about how I'm old, slow, and have lost a step. Chances are I'll beat the kid, the Brooklyn crowd will eat it up, and the IWC will all collectively commit suicide because they don't want to live on this planet anymore. I'm forty-fucking-two you idiots, I'm not dead or dying. Some want to talk about how I am not used as frequently on Warfare as other talents and those people clearly don't understand the business. When you have a comodity such as myself you don't want to wear my name out, it doesn't matter how good I am. Of course they can trot John out there every week and it won't matter because the people all love him but I'm not him. Secondly, I was not hired as an "enhancement talent"...and you nerds need to stop talking like you're on the inside because you're not. I win some matches, I lose some matches, but the point of my existence is not to make CM Punk look good, I assure you. I'm just waiting in the weeds, looking for that opportunity to carry this company on my back because I know that I can. The only person that has ever said anything about me that made any sense on television is the Hitman Bret Hart. He told me and the entire world that I have all the tools in the world to be a world champion, I have just been ridiculously selfless my entire career until this point. Now here in 2014 I find myself trying to find that exact formula that is going to take me to where I want to be and I will admit to you that I haven't quite figured it out, but I assure you that I am going to and when I do the entire wrestling world will never forget my name.
It's crazy how Alicia and I have learned to be friends again. People won't let us forget that we were once an item, but honestly I would rather leave the past where it lies. She is just a phenomenal talent, the "worse cop" to my bad cop. A small part of me feels like I may not be Intercontinental champion without her, but then again if it weren't for her I may be a ten time Intercontinental champion and a multi-time world champion...you just never know. Her and I go swimming at St. Pete's Beach sometimes when we are on the road down South and it's too long of a trip for her to go back to Minneapolis. We used to always do that when we were together. Like I said, the past is the past...but we both realize how fortunate we are that we were able to overcome our personal demons and all these years later we are still doing what we love. She often asks me what fatherhood is like, I tell her she may have to ask my ex-wife because of all those years she was pulling double duty while her rockstar husband was on the road. She did so many terrible things to me, maybe I deserved it. I struggle with how this post opened with all the things I resent and turned into "Maybe I shouldn't be so resentful." Such are the trials and tribulations of a man that has far more personalities than the three I play on television.
I'm really looking forward to working Jay Briscoe on Warfare. These are the kind of matches I live for, the dude is a little crazy. Besides all that, we are in Brooklyn. It's a little bizarre up there, those guys are going to let you know if you suck. Good thing I don't suck. See you all Monday.
- Syxx
