Post by Chris Dynamite on Aug 26, 2009 5:54:27 GMT -5
As Ring Rage progresses the lights in the Time Warner Cable Centre dim as Motorhead’s ‘Ace of Spades’ fills the arena. The crowd shower the stage with boos and jeers as Chris Dynamite makes his way out. With some discomfort, and carrying the scars from the beating he took after his handicap match on TakeDown, he makes his way towards the ring,
Goldman: Well here comes Chris Dynamite, and he’s looking a bit worse for wear here tonight.
BuZz: Not really that surprising is it? He took one hell of a beating both during his match with Venom and Shaun, and then from all of Age of the Damned afterwards.
Goldman: It might almost be enough to make you pity the guy…
BuZz: Nah, he’s still a tool.
Dynamite circles the ring, snatches a mic off the ring announcer’s table, and climbs into the ring. He pauses for a second, taking in the jeers of the crowd, then raises the mic,
Blade Myers… [the boos intensify] to you, and all your flunkies and cronies, I have only two words to say….Thank You! Thank you for justifying everything I said about you, thank you for proving to me what I already knew; that you, like so many in this business, are afraid. Afraid of me? Maybe not specifically. But afraid of what I represent? Oh yes. Afraid to face up to an image of the future of this business. That’s what you see in me isn’t it Blade? That’s why you wouldn’t stand in the ring with me. Because next to me you would look dated and out of place. And good lord imagine if I beat you, well that would just vindicate me and everything about me that you can’t stand.
Goldman: Do you have any idea what he’s talking about?
BuZz: Not a clue. Maybe Kross dropped him on his head too hard.
You see Blade you avoided me, you avoided the risk of being shown up by me. The only time you dared to stand in the ring with me was when your collected Brides of Chucky had taken me out…
The crowd pop at the mention of Dynamite being taken out, and a “Hows your head?” chant starts. Dynamite turns to the crowd,
Shut Up! I can’t help noticing the shameless hypocrisy of you people. You cheer the fact that I got taken out, but if it had been Romeo Davis, or Adam Devlin, or Kayn…Ooooo you’d have been in uproar wouldn’t you?! But I guess that’s to be expected here isn’t it? I mean this is Charlotte isn’t it? The city that will shamelessly cheer a 60 odd year old man as he hobbles down to the ring on his zimoframe, and keeps the young up and comers off the card… Dynamite smirks as the boos get louder Yeah, the truth hurts doesn’t it?! He turns back to the stage So my challenge to you tonight Blade is simply this; grow some balls! Face facts, you tried to take me out, you tried to brush me under the carpet with all you other little problems, but I’m still here, I’m still talking, and I’m still saying ‘I want my damn rematch.’ Now you must be feeling pretty good about yourself at the moment, so leave Lurch, Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail in the back, and get your ass out here. I promise I’ll try not to sh…
Dynamite is cut off by Blade’s music…
Goldman: Well here comes Chris Dynamite, and he’s looking a bit worse for wear here tonight.
BuZz: Not really that surprising is it? He took one hell of a beating both during his match with Venom and Shaun, and then from all of Age of the Damned afterwards.
Goldman: It might almost be enough to make you pity the guy…
BuZz: Nah, he’s still a tool.
Dynamite circles the ring, snatches a mic off the ring announcer’s table, and climbs into the ring. He pauses for a second, taking in the jeers of the crowd, then raises the mic,
Blade Myers… [the boos intensify] to you, and all your flunkies and cronies, I have only two words to say….Thank You! Thank you for justifying everything I said about you, thank you for proving to me what I already knew; that you, like so many in this business, are afraid. Afraid of me? Maybe not specifically. But afraid of what I represent? Oh yes. Afraid to face up to an image of the future of this business. That’s what you see in me isn’t it Blade? That’s why you wouldn’t stand in the ring with me. Because next to me you would look dated and out of place. And good lord imagine if I beat you, well that would just vindicate me and everything about me that you can’t stand.
Goldman: Do you have any idea what he’s talking about?
BuZz: Not a clue. Maybe Kross dropped him on his head too hard.
You see Blade you avoided me, you avoided the risk of being shown up by me. The only time you dared to stand in the ring with me was when your collected Brides of Chucky had taken me out…
The crowd pop at the mention of Dynamite being taken out, and a “Hows your head?” chant starts. Dynamite turns to the crowd,
Shut Up! I can’t help noticing the shameless hypocrisy of you people. You cheer the fact that I got taken out, but if it had been Romeo Davis, or Adam Devlin, or Kayn…Ooooo you’d have been in uproar wouldn’t you?! But I guess that’s to be expected here isn’t it? I mean this is Charlotte isn’t it? The city that will shamelessly cheer a 60 odd year old man as he hobbles down to the ring on his zimoframe, and keeps the young up and comers off the card… Dynamite smirks as the boos get louder Yeah, the truth hurts doesn’t it?! He turns back to the stage So my challenge to you tonight Blade is simply this; grow some balls! Face facts, you tried to take me out, you tried to brush me under the carpet with all you other little problems, but I’m still here, I’m still talking, and I’m still saying ‘I want my damn rematch.’ Now you must be feeling pretty good about yourself at the moment, so leave Lurch, Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail in the back, and get your ass out here. I promise I’ll try not to sh…
Dynamite is cut off by Blade’s music…