He did not just go there? Did He?!! DID HE?!! OH YES HE DID?!! He had the audacity to compare me to the rest of the Saturday fun bunch that is the Showdown roster. Ryan Marx, EAW’s resident Socretes, once again opens his mouth and try to teach people once more, but the sad truth is, he’s right. DING DING DING! You nailed it Bub. You figured me out. I am trying to agitate everyone to go after me. But that isn’t really that surprising, isn’t it? Because you see, I don’t like waiting. I don’t know what philosophy you pull out of your ass every once in a while, but the one I pull from is War. The sooner it’s over, the better. And did I lose to TLA at Reckless Wiring? Yes, but I wasn’t knocked out. I didn’t submit. In a moment where my senses were deafen when TLA dropped me from the top rope with that stupid piledriver of his, in a last ditch effort, I placed him in a submission move and absolutely refused to let go. Let me tell you what that feels like. It’s like a grenade going off in your face, and as you recuperate, all you can hear is the sound of ringing, your vision starts to blur, and your entire mind just blanks out and enters a state of pure survival. Nothing around you matters. Note, I went into survival mode, I locked in that cross face, with every intention to not let go and snap his frickin neck if I had to in order to win, and he managed to roll me on the back. I couldn’t hear the ref make the 3 count, that was a real shame, but believe me, I didn’t go down without a fight. I wasn’t knocked out, I didn’t let go, I kept fighting, and whose to say it’s all over. That was one battle? You men are fools to think one battle is enough to determine anything these days, but you might just be use to beating men that give up in an instant, which probably speaks a lot about the current state of Showdown. After all, your precious Pizza Boy couldn’t even get back up after a title win to reclaim what is his. Tyler Parker gave up after one title match. And the only real surprise is you lost your world title shot, and you think you can bounce back with the Grand Rampage. Ooh, what philosophy is that? Don’t give up? What motivational poster did you draw inspiration for that from? Hang in there Kitty? It’s almost Friday? Something stupid with a view of the sky and mountains? Because looking at those sure is more entertaining than watching anything you say or do on Showdown. Look, if I wanted to hear mumble jumble about my career, I’d go to a psychiatrist, but if you are looking for something to bring a lot more to the table than what people can bring on Showdown, you are looking in the right place. And you’d know exactly where to find me, Marx. You can’t miss me, obviously. And “completed form?” Ok, you fuckin alien. We can tell how many friends he had growing up. But the 29 empty chairs in the building isn’t that subtle.
And Mark Michaels, the king of Social Media. I can be the only one being all “lolwut?” or “ROFL,” Right? Who is this eggplant or smiling turd? Why should I give a crap what he thinks about me? What has he really done in EAW so far? Nothing as far as I like. Well, here you go, buddy. A thumbs up from me. It’s a pity like, because this is what you need to feel significant in your real life. I don’t want to demean your life any further, because you are already doing such a great job with that, but do you think I’m really going to take you seriously? You are clearly so outside of the loop with the real world, you don’t even realize that money isn’t important to me. And here I am speaking the loudest, taking pride in the fact I get the biggest challenge of this entire match as number 1, and you have the audacity to say I have no Passion. Wipe that fuckin screen of yours son, and turn off any damn filters you got, because this is the 100% real, 100% legit, Moongoose McQueen. Just when you think I am out, I pull you back in and beat the living shit out of you. Does that make sense? Or do I need to speak in hashtags for you? How about
#MarkMichaelsIsABitch #McQueen’sPassion-NoFilter or better yet,
#MarkMichaels’MotherShouldBeSoAshamedWithWhatHerSonHasGrownUpToBeThatIShouldShoveHimBackIntoHisMother,DeliverHim,AndNameHimMyBitch! Said that all in one word. Get that trending you stinkin’ millennial. Your chances of winning the Grand Rampage are about as high as finding a real friend among the millions and millions of followers you have. ….. Zero, by the way. And if you can’t do math, 1 is better than 0. I mean, I’d be really surprised if you can do math.
And TLA, in the years we’ve known each other, how many times have I beaten you? No, I’m not talking about matches. You got that under your belt… for now. You did beat me at Reckless Wiring. You were resourceful. Note I didn’t say sneaky. If I wanted to be racist, I’d make that clear. But how many times have I beaten you at life? Because your so called philosophy is that if you lose, you should take that fairly, and move on. But how many times have I been chosen to lead? How many times have I been chosen over you? And are you going to tell me that is fair? You lost those fights because you simply don’t share the qualities of a person that has it all. You come here, acting like you don’t care, you act like nothing is personal, and that everything that has happened has to be because of a system that is working against you. Well, You do care if it’s been years and you have to bring stuff back up like your loss to Pizza Boy. It probably is personal because you instinctively hate just about anyone that has a slight interaction with Sebastian Monroe, you know, the boss. But you are right, everything happens because of a system of who can draw the most, and surprisingly, TLA, with the following you have gotten, your time is probably now. The stars are aligning for you, everything is coming up TLA, or so you think. Because all it takes is one rogue shooting star to knock everything out of place and fuck everything up. Defining Grand Rampage, there is nothing about winning or losing, or one path. It is about the chaos that will take place in that ring, and I have just about every intention to do just that. It’s almost a personal mission of mine of make sure you, Rex, Ryan, whoever, and not let them win. After all, when you are the best, simply winning does nothing for you, it’s the thrill of taking things away from others that makes it feel so good. But I suppose you’d never understand, considering you’re always the victim of having everything just taken away from you. But you never stop and think, perhaps that is best. Perhaps that is why you have your following now. Perhaps it is your struggles and loss that better defines who you are. And this is just me. I lose, it’s far from over. You can probably get that sentiment. Your entire career is built on that, so in a sense, you and I are not that different. I’m just much more open about being disgruntled and more open to making people suffer. You, you haven’t even begun to know that feeling until you have that world title in your hands just so you can tell people. “I TOLD YOU SO!” “I TOOOOLD YOOOOOOOU SOOOOO!” That isn’t a tool to boost your self esteem. It’s a tool to lower others that doubted you, were against you. And that is what I fight for. And you know what, if that day ever comes, you will learn to love it. You will need it, crave it. It will change who you are, and we’ll see if the fans truly love the new TLA or now. But maybe, just maybe, by beating you at Grand Rampage, I can keep that lovable loser TLA that everyone loves and wants to see succeed, but trust me when I say, these people will turn on you in a heartbeat the second reach the top and you can no longer hear or see them. They will be nothing to you and you will be nothing to them.
And to all the people that are making claims that I don’t know what I’m doing, let me tell you about my style of wrestling. I am the King of Wrong Style. Not, you didn’t hear that wrong. Not the kind of Strong Style. The King of Wrong Style. Consider it the Mix Martial Arts of wrestling, but this is my craft. How does it work? Simple, I do things that are meant to prove people wrong. How does it work? I’ll tell you. TLA thinks the fight between us is over. WRONG! People are saying Moongoose McQueen has no chance of winning the Grand Rampage at Number 1. WRONG! You think you are the best? WRONG! WRONG! WRONG! That’s right, it is my art and craft to prove people wrong. Will I fight dirty? Sure, it if gets the results I need, because we live in a world where only results matters. There is no, how did we get there? Why did we get there? Just results. And here I am, the King of Wrong Style, absolutely prepared to turn everything you people think is true completely upside down. Is it a super power? Is it a gift? Is it a curse? No, It’s Moongoose Fuckin McQueen. I’m unconvention, Unpredictable, and because of that, I’m unstoppable, and nobody is ready for what I have to bring to the table.
Stay Hungry, Stay Aggressive, Show no Mercy. No matter what it takes, never let them be right. Come at me Bros….. and Sher. I’m always right here just to prove just how wrong you all are.
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