Post by Sushi-X on Oct 15, 2008 21:48:45 GMT -5
Sushi-X sat backstage as the latest PPV Only the Strong went on in Athens. He wasn't on the card, but he was watching one match in particular: MG vs. Van Hayden for the XWA National Championship. As Van Hayden did to MG what he did to Sushi-X a week earlier, the ninja from Chicago could only help but smile. But he had other matters in mind.
Fabiola: I am standing by with Sushi-X, who challenged MG to a match for control of Sushi-X's contract. You wanted the match to be at the PPV, but with MG already in a match, any idea on when that will take place?
Seems to be the $64,000 question, ain't it Fab?
Sushi-X then turned directly to the camera.
You see, MG? In every person's life, you reap the benefits or pay the debts of your actions. Sure, what you did got you noticed. Moved you up the card. Got you better opportunities. Hell, even got you title matches. I mean, look, you didn't beat Van Hayden, but hey, neither did I, so it's a wash, right? But it was MY blood. MY sweat. MY sacrifice that got you there. You've made a name off my ass for six months. And now, it's time you pay up. I gave you business sense. You gave me street sense. But I didn't give you everything. No. See, a good businessman never reveals his secrets before his time. That's why while you bled, and sweat out there in that ring, I was doing my homework. I found a loophole. And I went right through it. Right under your goddamn nose.
Sushi-X pauses and laughs at himself for a moment.
I told you, MG. I told you that TNN will fall. First I took out Brian. He's in a hospital somewhere in Las Vegas contemplating what is left of his PATHETIC LITTLE EXISTENCE. And now... I come after you. For my money. For my pride. For your blood. But I know you're smarter than that. I know you wouldn't accept the match if you didn't have a say in it. So at the next Takedown, we'll have a contract signing. You versus me. You name the match. You name the time. You name the place. And be happy that, unlike your boy 8-Ball, you get a say in your own demise.
Sushi-X walks away and returns to the locker room area.
Fabiola: I am standing by with Sushi-X, who challenged MG to a match for control of Sushi-X's contract. You wanted the match to be at the PPV, but with MG already in a match, any idea on when that will take place?
Seems to be the $64,000 question, ain't it Fab?
Sushi-X then turned directly to the camera.
You see, MG? In every person's life, you reap the benefits or pay the debts of your actions. Sure, what you did got you noticed. Moved you up the card. Got you better opportunities. Hell, even got you title matches. I mean, look, you didn't beat Van Hayden, but hey, neither did I, so it's a wash, right? But it was MY blood. MY sweat. MY sacrifice that got you there. You've made a name off my ass for six months. And now, it's time you pay up. I gave you business sense. You gave me street sense. But I didn't give you everything. No. See, a good businessman never reveals his secrets before his time. That's why while you bled, and sweat out there in that ring, I was doing my homework. I found a loophole. And I went right through it. Right under your goddamn nose.
Sushi-X pauses and laughs at himself for a moment.
I told you, MG. I told you that TNN will fall. First I took out Brian. He's in a hospital somewhere in Las Vegas contemplating what is left of his PATHETIC LITTLE EXISTENCE. And now... I come after you. For my money. For my pride. For your blood. But I know you're smarter than that. I know you wouldn't accept the match if you didn't have a say in it. So at the next Takedown, we'll have a contract signing. You versus me. You name the match. You name the time. You name the place. And be happy that, unlike your boy 8-Ball, you get a say in your own demise.
Sushi-X walks away and returns to the locker room area.
