The Glorious Blaze!
Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 8:41 pm
.:: Bobby Roode was seen getting out of a car outside of the Bell Centre. The sun was shining and the air was brisk. As Roode got to his feet, he turned his torso around and with a big smile on his face took a deep breath. After a couple of moments, he exhaled, a fog came out of his mouth due to the cold weather. It took a couple of moments, but Roode eventually noticed the camera focused on him enjoying himself ::.
Bobby Roode: Ahh, the clean Canadian air. Glorious isn’t it? Much better up North!
.:: Roode again took a deep breath and then exhaled ::.
Bobby Roode: Since I have your attention I want to get a few things off my chest. I want to start off by saying something to Johnny Gargano. That match that we had a couple of days ago, man, what a match! You brought it young man. If you hadn’t of had a couple careless mistakes, there is a very good chance there is a different result to that match. Learn from it. Get better from it. If you can do that, I am sure you have future superstar written all over you!... I know I learned a lot from our match. I know for a fact I will not wrestle too many more men in this company that have more heart than you do! I also know for a fact that you have ten times the heart in you than my next opponent has. I can say this because you have worked your backside off to get to where you are. You have never ridden anyone’s coattails to get to where you are. You have always done it all on your own. You just needed that one chance, and when you got that chance, you grabbed it by the balls and wrangled it to where you are today! One of the newest stars in the premier wrestling company in the world! .:: Roode paused ::. Speaking of riding peoples coattails… let me tell you a little story. This is a story about a punk kid who thought he was the greatest thing to ever happen to professional wrestling. A kid who, when he finally got his shot, couldn’t do it on his own. It probably wasn’t his decision to be thrown in to a group, but the company knew he wasn’t good enough to be on his own. They knew they had to put him with stronger wrestlers and hope he would learn something from them, hope that the fans would buy in to him. A kid who, instead of learning from these stronger performers, decided to turn his back on them the first chance he could… while disregarding everything they had tried to teach him. Why did he do that? Because, he didn’t need to learn from anyone, he already knew everything… Or so he thought. Who is this kid I am speaking of? The kid, who is not so much a kid anymore, is Seth Rollins.
.:: Roode reached back to his back pocket and pulled out a water bottle. He twisted the cap off and took a couple quick gulps, before putting the cap back on. ::.
BR: The funny thing about Seth Rollins is, while he talks like he can be successful on his own, deep down he knows if he is on his own he will only fail. He has proven this time and time again, promotion from promotion again. .:: Roode paused ::. Maybe for this reason, I was actually impressed with Seth Rollins last week in his match. Seth put on his big boy pants, and handled business on his own, and quite easily defeated Rob Van Dam. Rob Van Dam? .:: Roode got a confused look on his face ::. Is this real life? Dude has to be 60 years old! .:: Roode smiled ::. All kidding aside, Seth, you looked good last week… but, and there is ALWAYS a but, you looked only good. I, on the other hand, looked like only I can… GLORIOUS! Seth, you will quickly find out on Warfare that while Rob Van Dam has been a great competitor in the past, I am a completely different animal. While Van Dam is a three-legged dog on his last breath, I am a fit pristine pit bull! I will chew you up, spit you out, and then lift my leg… .:: Roode paused and smiled ::. Well, you know the rest.
.:: Roode opened the water bottle again and lifted it up to take a couple more drinks until the bottle was empty ::.
BR: Seth Rollins refers to himself as The Architect. If that is indeed the case, I suppose this past week on Warfare he was laying down the foundation for his EBWF career. He is hoping that he can build that foundation up a little more this week with a victory over me. I, however, have different plans. Seth, your foundation may be solid, but I am coming at it with matches. This week, while I am literally planting your head in to the mat with a Glorious DDT, I will be figuratively lighting your foundation on fire… burning it down! The foundation you had hoped to build upon, much like your head and dreams, will be broken. And Seth… while you lie there in defeat, your foundation crumbled and burning, all you will be able to do is lie there and watch me walk all over the ashes! Because Seth, while you hold the plans to build something great in EBWF, I hold something much more significant. I hold the blueprint of destruction! Seth, on Warfare you will discover something first hand. Some in professional wrestling are good, some are great… hell, one of them was perfect .:: Roode tossed the empty water bottle behind his back and around to his front and caught it with a smile on his face ::. But none were on my level, because… I’m GLORIOUS!
.:: The camera focused on Roode as he tossed the water bottle up in the air and slapped it to the ground. The camera then zoomed in on the sunny Canadian sky as Roode walked out of the camera shot ::.
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.:: Bobby Roode was seen coming out of his locker room and walking down the hallway of the Bell Centre. EBWF Warfare logos were seen on the walls as Roode continued to walk down the hallway. Roode, wearing a blue and black robe with “GLORIOUS” written on the back in rhinestones, sported a more serious look on his face than he usually did. The crowd could be heard slightly cheering to something that was announced in the arena. Roode, with a look of determination on his face, walked to his spot in front of the curtain. After a few moments of silence throughout the whole arena, the familiar piano riff of Bobby Roode’s began to play throughout the arena. The crowd instantly started roaring in anticipation of Bobby Roode making his appearance. In the moments in between the piano, and Roode’s entrance song starting, Roode looked down to the ground and sang to himself just loud enough for the camera to pick it up… “I came in like a wrecking ball!” Glorious Domination started playing through the arena as Roode looked up and walked through the curtain ::.
Bobby Roode: Ahh, the clean Canadian air. Glorious isn’t it? Much better up North!
.:: Roode again took a deep breath and then exhaled ::.
Bobby Roode: Since I have your attention I want to get a few things off my chest. I want to start off by saying something to Johnny Gargano. That match that we had a couple of days ago, man, what a match! You brought it young man. If you hadn’t of had a couple careless mistakes, there is a very good chance there is a different result to that match. Learn from it. Get better from it. If you can do that, I am sure you have future superstar written all over you!... I know I learned a lot from our match. I know for a fact I will not wrestle too many more men in this company that have more heart than you do! I also know for a fact that you have ten times the heart in you than my next opponent has. I can say this because you have worked your backside off to get to where you are. You have never ridden anyone’s coattails to get to where you are. You have always done it all on your own. You just needed that one chance, and when you got that chance, you grabbed it by the balls and wrangled it to where you are today! One of the newest stars in the premier wrestling company in the world! .:: Roode paused ::. Speaking of riding peoples coattails… let me tell you a little story. This is a story about a punk kid who thought he was the greatest thing to ever happen to professional wrestling. A kid who, when he finally got his shot, couldn’t do it on his own. It probably wasn’t his decision to be thrown in to a group, but the company knew he wasn’t good enough to be on his own. They knew they had to put him with stronger wrestlers and hope he would learn something from them, hope that the fans would buy in to him. A kid who, instead of learning from these stronger performers, decided to turn his back on them the first chance he could… while disregarding everything they had tried to teach him. Why did he do that? Because, he didn’t need to learn from anyone, he already knew everything… Or so he thought. Who is this kid I am speaking of? The kid, who is not so much a kid anymore, is Seth Rollins.
.:: Roode reached back to his back pocket and pulled out a water bottle. He twisted the cap off and took a couple quick gulps, before putting the cap back on. ::.
BR: The funny thing about Seth Rollins is, while he talks like he can be successful on his own, deep down he knows if he is on his own he will only fail. He has proven this time and time again, promotion from promotion again. .:: Roode paused ::. Maybe for this reason, I was actually impressed with Seth Rollins last week in his match. Seth put on his big boy pants, and handled business on his own, and quite easily defeated Rob Van Dam. Rob Van Dam? .:: Roode got a confused look on his face ::. Is this real life? Dude has to be 60 years old! .:: Roode smiled ::. All kidding aside, Seth, you looked good last week… but, and there is ALWAYS a but, you looked only good. I, on the other hand, looked like only I can… GLORIOUS! Seth, you will quickly find out on Warfare that while Rob Van Dam has been a great competitor in the past, I am a completely different animal. While Van Dam is a three-legged dog on his last breath, I am a fit pristine pit bull! I will chew you up, spit you out, and then lift my leg… .:: Roode paused and smiled ::. Well, you know the rest.
.:: Roode opened the water bottle again and lifted it up to take a couple more drinks until the bottle was empty ::.
BR: Seth Rollins refers to himself as The Architect. If that is indeed the case, I suppose this past week on Warfare he was laying down the foundation for his EBWF career. He is hoping that he can build that foundation up a little more this week with a victory over me. I, however, have different plans. Seth, your foundation may be solid, but I am coming at it with matches. This week, while I am literally planting your head in to the mat with a Glorious DDT, I will be figuratively lighting your foundation on fire… burning it down! The foundation you had hoped to build upon, much like your head and dreams, will be broken. And Seth… while you lie there in defeat, your foundation crumbled and burning, all you will be able to do is lie there and watch me walk all over the ashes! Because Seth, while you hold the plans to build something great in EBWF, I hold something much more significant. I hold the blueprint of destruction! Seth, on Warfare you will discover something first hand. Some in professional wrestling are good, some are great… hell, one of them was perfect .:: Roode tossed the empty water bottle behind his back and around to his front and caught it with a smile on his face ::. But none were on my level, because… I’m GLORIOUS!
.:: The camera focused on Roode as he tossed the water bottle up in the air and slapped it to the ground. The camera then zoomed in on the sunny Canadian sky as Roode walked out of the camera shot ::.
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.:: Bobby Roode was seen coming out of his locker room and walking down the hallway of the Bell Centre. EBWF Warfare logos were seen on the walls as Roode continued to walk down the hallway. Roode, wearing a blue and black robe with “GLORIOUS” written on the back in rhinestones, sported a more serious look on his face than he usually did. The crowd could be heard slightly cheering to something that was announced in the arena. Roode, with a look of determination on his face, walked to his spot in front of the curtain. After a few moments of silence throughout the whole arena, the familiar piano riff of Bobby Roode’s began to play throughout the arena. The crowd instantly started roaring in anticipation of Bobby Roode making his appearance. In the moments in between the piano, and Roode’s entrance song starting, Roode looked down to the ground and sang to himself just loud enough for the camera to pick it up… “I came in like a wrecking ball!” Glorious Domination started playing through the arena as Roode looked up and walked through the curtain ::.