At a EBWF house show, Thatcher stands in the back with Renee Young in front of a EBWF background splash.
.Renee.
Ladies and gentlemen today I'm joined by Timothy Thatcher. Timothy thanks for joining me today. You've made quite an impact here in the EBWF so far so much so that you've earned a spot in a number one contender's match for the Breakout Title. A lot of people are questioning rather you've really earned that right.
.Thatcher.
Look I'm not blind. I see what people are saying out there, hell the fans aren't the only ones who seem to have opinions. Just yesterday I had "Little" Jimmy Havoc shooting off on Twitter. What a coincidence because now that I'm on the heels of Havoc he seems to want to take notice of me. Well guess what Havoc, I'm here and I'm not here to take jabs back and forth on Twitter. You want to talk about gimmicks?
Thatcher dropped his accent and began talking in his normal American accent.
.Thatcher.
You're right, I'm not from England. Big surprise, as if that was some secret. You see I've admired English wrestlers all my life, people like Bulldog, Regal and Dynamite Kid. My love of English wrestling was passed down by my father and through his introduction I fell in love with the traditional English strong style. I'll admit, that accent was a nod to not only my heritage but my memories of watching wrestling with my father. So there, I've come clean. What about you Mr. Havoc? Anything you want come out with? You really want us to believe that you are some deranged killer? That you and Seth hop to and fro leaving a trail of bodies in your wake? Please, you don't scare me kid. You think because you used to wrestle death matches that you get some sort of cred as a psycho? Everyone coming up through the Indies have had to endure that trash you call wrestling. I don't need a weapon to hurt you Jim, I am the weapon. My in-ring knowledge is the weapon. I want you to pay real close attention to this number one contender's match Jim. Study the tape, have your little pow wow's with Seth but don't waste too much time playing dress up when I come for my title because I want you on your A game, I want the confident Jimmy Havoc that thinks he can question my character and get away with it. Then again, maybe I'm getting ahead of my self. Renee could you remind me of my opponents for this upcoming Warfare, they seem to have slipped my mind.
.Renee.
Mark Andrews, Sheamus and Carlito will be your opponents.
.Thatcher.
That's right, thank you Renee. What is there to say about these three gentlemen? Sheamus, we battled last week and I came out on top. You gave me a hell of a fight just like I said you would and I'm sure I"m in for another one. You see Sheamus understands what it takes to be at the top of your sport and I respect that. When I came here I said that I wasn't here to make friends or play to the crowd. I'm not a sports entertainer, I entertain with my sport. The only concern I have is besting whoever is put in front of me regardless if it's Sheamus or someone else. If anything I respect you most out of anyone on this roster Sheamus. As far as Carlito goes, he seems more interested in keeping the doctor away then going anywhere in this business. The real wildcard in this match is Mark Andrews because he has been trained by someone I've had countless matches with, Zack Sabre Jr. I've battled with Mr. Sabre on numerous different stages and across many different companies so I can't help but feel like I have the upper hand going into this match. I know Mark Andrews' every move before he makes it. Who can beat me is what I'm left wondering? Who can stand in my way and stop me? I'm always up for a fight and at Warfare I'm going to bring that fight. Two matches down, two to go. See you soon Jimmy.
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We find Thatcher on the phone. It's not entirely clear who is on the other end but it seems to be a serious heated conversation.
.Thatcher.
I know, I know. I'm not stupid, I know that put you guys in a hard position to be in but what did you want me to do? I'm not the one blasting kayfabe on Twitter. I'm not gonna get my spot blown up and not respond. This isn't just my about my lively hood, this is about a legacy. This is about making a mark on this business and doing it the right way. You think I honestly truly care about you guys having to re-brand some T-Shirts that I see maybe two or three percent off of on the back end? You are payed to care, I get that, but I'm not the one you should be talking to. Besides, I don't know what you expect me to do now. You want me to go back next week and start going "Pip Pip Cheerio govna". Cats out of the bag man, roll with it. Isn't this supposed to be the post pipe bomb era anyway, I think the audience can handle a little realism. Everything will be fine, quit worrying. If Wes comes down on you I'll take the ass whooping personally okay? Alright man, bye.
Thatcher hung up the phone and let out a sigh. This was the part of the business he hated, he even hated calling it a business. It felt so stiff and unwelcoming. Money makes the world go round but would money be left in the end or would Thatcher legacy live on. A pivotal moment was coming up for Thatcher, he took a moment to let his mind wonder before he stood up from the couch. Gym is all he could think, it cleared his mind. All this talk about profit margins and merchandise had him wanting to worry about simpler things like arm bars and headbutts. Maybe that was why he never grasped the business side, all the headbutts. He ran his hand over his head before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.
.Renee.
Ladies and gentlemen today I'm joined by Timothy Thatcher. Timothy thanks for joining me today. You've made quite an impact here in the EBWF so far so much so that you've earned a spot in a number one contender's match for the Breakout Title. A lot of people are questioning rather you've really earned that right.
.Thatcher.
Look I'm not blind. I see what people are saying out there, hell the fans aren't the only ones who seem to have opinions. Just yesterday I had "Little" Jimmy Havoc shooting off on Twitter. What a coincidence because now that I'm on the heels of Havoc he seems to want to take notice of me. Well guess what Havoc, I'm here and I'm not here to take jabs back and forth on Twitter. You want to talk about gimmicks?
Thatcher dropped his accent and began talking in his normal American accent.
.Thatcher.
You're right, I'm not from England. Big surprise, as if that was some secret. You see I've admired English wrestlers all my life, people like Bulldog, Regal and Dynamite Kid. My love of English wrestling was passed down by my father and through his introduction I fell in love with the traditional English strong style. I'll admit, that accent was a nod to not only my heritage but my memories of watching wrestling with my father. So there, I've come clean. What about you Mr. Havoc? Anything you want come out with? You really want us to believe that you are some deranged killer? That you and Seth hop to and fro leaving a trail of bodies in your wake? Please, you don't scare me kid. You think because you used to wrestle death matches that you get some sort of cred as a psycho? Everyone coming up through the Indies have had to endure that trash you call wrestling. I don't need a weapon to hurt you Jim, I am the weapon. My in-ring knowledge is the weapon. I want you to pay real close attention to this number one contender's match Jim. Study the tape, have your little pow wow's with Seth but don't waste too much time playing dress up when I come for my title because I want you on your A game, I want the confident Jimmy Havoc that thinks he can question my character and get away with it. Then again, maybe I'm getting ahead of my self. Renee could you remind me of my opponents for this upcoming Warfare, they seem to have slipped my mind.
.Renee.
Mark Andrews, Sheamus and Carlito will be your opponents.
.Thatcher.
That's right, thank you Renee. What is there to say about these three gentlemen? Sheamus, we battled last week and I came out on top. You gave me a hell of a fight just like I said you would and I'm sure I"m in for another one. You see Sheamus understands what it takes to be at the top of your sport and I respect that. When I came here I said that I wasn't here to make friends or play to the crowd. I'm not a sports entertainer, I entertain with my sport. The only concern I have is besting whoever is put in front of me regardless if it's Sheamus or someone else. If anything I respect you most out of anyone on this roster Sheamus. As far as Carlito goes, he seems more interested in keeping the doctor away then going anywhere in this business. The real wildcard in this match is Mark Andrews because he has been trained by someone I've had countless matches with, Zack Sabre Jr. I've battled with Mr. Sabre on numerous different stages and across many different companies so I can't help but feel like I have the upper hand going into this match. I know Mark Andrews' every move before he makes it. Who can beat me is what I'm left wondering? Who can stand in my way and stop me? I'm always up for a fight and at Warfare I'm going to bring that fight. Two matches down, two to go. See you soon Jimmy.
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We find Thatcher on the phone. It's not entirely clear who is on the other end but it seems to be a serious heated conversation.
.Thatcher.
I know, I know. I'm not stupid, I know that put you guys in a hard position to be in but what did you want me to do? I'm not the one blasting kayfabe on Twitter. I'm not gonna get my spot blown up and not respond. This isn't just my about my lively hood, this is about a legacy. This is about making a mark on this business and doing it the right way. You think I honestly truly care about you guys having to re-brand some T-Shirts that I see maybe two or three percent off of on the back end? You are payed to care, I get that, but I'm not the one you should be talking to. Besides, I don't know what you expect me to do now. You want me to go back next week and start going "Pip Pip Cheerio govna". Cats out of the bag man, roll with it. Isn't this supposed to be the post pipe bomb era anyway, I think the audience can handle a little realism. Everything will be fine, quit worrying. If Wes comes down on you I'll take the ass whooping personally okay? Alright man, bye.
Thatcher hung up the phone and let out a sigh. This was the part of the business he hated, he even hated calling it a business. It felt so stiff and unwelcoming. Money makes the world go round but would money be left in the end or would Thatcher legacy live on. A pivotal moment was coming up for Thatcher, he took a moment to let his mind wonder before he stood up from the couch. Gym is all he could think, it cleared his mind. All this talk about profit margins and merchandise had him wanting to worry about simpler things like arm bars and headbutts. Maybe that was why he never grasped the business side, all the headbutts. He ran his hand over his head before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.