Post by nathan on Jun 27, 2018 1:27:48 GMT -5
[][][][][][][][][][] WELCOME HOME [][][][][][][][][][]
Ever since it was announced that I would be joining Strike Fantasy Towers... I have this feeling like I am finally home. That seems weird, because I only had one match in SFT... sixteen years ago. I never thought I would make it back to this place... and yet... it already feels like home. I knew that coming into the company with wordly experience would make me a target for the rest of the SFT roster. What I did not expect was how welcoming the fans would be. Sure, there wasn't much of a reaction when I went to the ring last week... but afterwards...
Mentally, physically, emotionally defeated... I packed my bag after my match and watched the rest of Titans in the locker room. When the show was over, I took it upon myself to help with ring teardown and cleanup. No... as a near twenty year vet in this industry... I was not required to do that. I just thought it would set a good example that nobody was above lending a hand. Once the ring was loaded up, I said my goodbyes to the crew and headed out the exit. Instead of renting a car... I decided to take the bus to somewhere close to my hotel. Once I made it a few blocks to the bus stop to wait... I noticed a handful of guys wearing various SFT t-shirts.
Twilight, Rumpke, Louis Cypher, Robert Saints, Glenn Owen.
I complimented them on their cool shirts and sat down, hoping to relax before the bus arrived. The five guys recognized me and were quick to ask me a ton of questions. I was happy to chat with them, and even signed a few autographs. What struck me as the coolest thing about these guys... was that they were talking to me like they knew me.
Not the usual "I read your public bio" that I normally get from people. But they knew about my past, my work in Japan, various projects I've been involved with in the last two decades. It was really, really humbling to hear from five strangers how much they appreciate what I have done for the sport of professional wrestling.
The guy in the Glenn Owen t-shirt even asked when Jaime Reyes shirts would be available at striketowers.com. I got a kick out of that, and pointed out that someone let the domain name expire and now it is lost in hyperspace. I mean, really. How could that happen? Someone couldn't find $15 to renew the domain name!
Anyway... I told him that my merch clause in my contract wouldn't kick in for thirty days. My understanding is that it is a trial period before stuff can be released. They seemed pretty excited to buy my merch, which is great for me... because that means more money in my pocket. When the bus arrived, we loaded up and continued the conversation until we reached my hotel.
The guy in the Twilight shirt was eying me up like I was a bucket of fried chicken, so I rode the bus until after his stop. Dude was a little creepy. Anyway... uhh... where was I going with this? Oh, right. I feel at home in SFT... and that is a great feeling to have. Thank you to all of the fans, cast and crew for making this a great start to hopefully a great career.
[][][][][][][][][][] TUESDAY NIGHT TITANS [][][][][][][][][][]
Random triple threat. Version two. It will be very similar to the one last time, only I am going to win. Sure, Jackson Kent and Jamo will be there and hopefully put up more of a fight than Mr. Amazing did last time. Then again, I was really off my game and didn't do anything worthwhile either. But this time... things will be different.
Call me a broken record if you will. I am just supremely confident in a better showing next time on Tuesday Night Titans. From there, the sky is the limit, right? I have already put out a challenge to Rumpke for the SFT Hardcore Championship at Back to Reality. If that falls apart... I will happily take on any other two random guys in a triple threat match.
Or... imagine... a singles match!
Whatever you want me to do, I will do it. Just keep signing those checks and I'll keep showing up for work. I'll be the first to arrive and the last to leave. I will work harder than everyone else, because that's just the kind of person I am.
And maybe... just maybe... I'll win a match or two. Again, the sky is the limit...
[][][][][][][][][][] HANDS UP, DON'T SHOOT [][][][][][][][][][]
Show of hands, folks. Who here thinks that Baja Blast is going to win next week on Tuesday Night Titans?
Really?
That few of you think I am going to be victorious in my upcoming triple threat against Jackson Kent and Jamo. Sure, they've got more time in SFT... but I've got a lifetime of bumps, bruises, bloodshed for this business. Everything I've done has brought me to this point. All the good I've done... all the harm I've caused to my body... all of everything.
Here I am, SFT. I am ready to serve. I am ready to go out there and do what I do... to the best of my ability... day in and day out. When it comes to Jackson Kent and Jamo... I am sure they will put up their dukes and give me their best. Here's a spoiler alert for this coming episode of Titans.
One of them gets Eye of the Storm. Once of them gets Flashpoint Paradox.
I won't go into details on who gets what. I guess you'll just have to tune in to find out.
[][][][][][][][][][] JAMO [][][][][][][][][][]
Jamo... the Psycho Monster from the land down under. You have amassed quite a resume of championships, including a ew here in SFT. Wherever you go... you find success. Whatever you touch... turns to gold. You've got your cool face paint and your mind games.
Do you know what I've got?
Strength beyond strength.
I'm scary strong, man. The things I can do... will blow the roof off of the arena on Tuesday. Even you'll be impressed when I'm throwing you around. If you think that's impressive... wait until I throw that skyscraper Jackson Kent around.
That'll be something to write home about.
I don't know what that means. Nobody writes letters anymore.
Well... Jackson Kent probably does...
[][][][][][][][][][] JACKSON KENT [][][][][][][][][][]
As an Oklahoma boy... I am going to go out on a limb and guess you grew up on a farm. There's nothing else in Oklahoma... so... it's got to be that. As a farmboy, I imagine you're pretty darn tough.
You may be tough... but I'm undeniable.
My strength beyond strength is undeniable. You're one big dude... but the bigger they are... the harder they fall. I plan on testing that theory next week at Tuesday Night Titans. One way or another... you're going to be lying on that mat. Whether or not you are the one I pin remains to be seen.
But it will be seen... by the entire world... on Tuesday. I've come too far to only come this far. I learned from my mistake last week and I will test my teachings out against you and Jamo.
I won't beat you up too bad, Jackson. I know you've got a family to go home to. Congratulations on the twins, by the way. Following our first encounter at Titans... you will live to fight another day.
[][][][][][][][][][] RUMPKE [][][][][][][][][][]
I hope you don't think I forgot about you, Rumpke. I just wanted to take a quick second to thank you for your hospitality in catering last week. There was one drumstick left on the fried chicken plate, and you saw me eyeing it up like that one dude was eyeing me up later that night.
Despite your years of service to SFT... you saw the hunger in my eyes and stepped aside. Maybe that was just foreshadowing to our upcoming encounter at Back to Reality... if that is the direction SFT is willing to take. Last week, you showed me respect and let me have the last drumstick. One day, I hope to repay you the favor and show you the respect you deserve as Hardcore Champion.
Of course... my method of showing you respect will be to take you to the edge of destruction... and lay yout out flat for a three count. I look forward to entering your lawless world... if that is where we're headed.
I know, I know. I am getting ahead of myself with this Hardcore Championship match. It's just... I am really motivated to show the world what I am truly capable of... and beating the best of the best is one way to do so.
I've got to survive this triple threat match with Jackson Kent and Jamo first.
We'll see how my bold challenge goes.
If it ends up that I'm just rambling for the sake of rambling... so be it.
I'm just damn hungry.
Ever since it was announced that I would be joining Strike Fantasy Towers... I have this feeling like I am finally home. That seems weird, because I only had one match in SFT... sixteen years ago. I never thought I would make it back to this place... and yet... it already feels like home. I knew that coming into the company with wordly experience would make me a target for the rest of the SFT roster. What I did not expect was how welcoming the fans would be. Sure, there wasn't much of a reaction when I went to the ring last week... but afterwards...
Mentally, physically, emotionally defeated... I packed my bag after my match and watched the rest of Titans in the locker room. When the show was over, I took it upon myself to help with ring teardown and cleanup. No... as a near twenty year vet in this industry... I was not required to do that. I just thought it would set a good example that nobody was above lending a hand. Once the ring was loaded up, I said my goodbyes to the crew and headed out the exit. Instead of renting a car... I decided to take the bus to somewhere close to my hotel. Once I made it a few blocks to the bus stop to wait... I noticed a handful of guys wearing various SFT t-shirts.
Twilight, Rumpke, Louis Cypher, Robert Saints, Glenn Owen.
I complimented them on their cool shirts and sat down, hoping to relax before the bus arrived. The five guys recognized me and were quick to ask me a ton of questions. I was happy to chat with them, and even signed a few autographs. What struck me as the coolest thing about these guys... was that they were talking to me like they knew me.
Not the usual "I read your public bio" that I normally get from people. But they knew about my past, my work in Japan, various projects I've been involved with in the last two decades. It was really, really humbling to hear from five strangers how much they appreciate what I have done for the sport of professional wrestling.
The guy in the Glenn Owen t-shirt even asked when Jaime Reyes shirts would be available at striketowers.com. I got a kick out of that, and pointed out that someone let the domain name expire and now it is lost in hyperspace. I mean, really. How could that happen? Someone couldn't find $15 to renew the domain name!
Anyway... I told him that my merch clause in my contract wouldn't kick in for thirty days. My understanding is that it is a trial period before stuff can be released. They seemed pretty excited to buy my merch, which is great for me... because that means more money in my pocket. When the bus arrived, we loaded up and continued the conversation until we reached my hotel.
The guy in the Twilight shirt was eying me up like I was a bucket of fried chicken, so I rode the bus until after his stop. Dude was a little creepy. Anyway... uhh... where was I going with this? Oh, right. I feel at home in SFT... and that is a great feeling to have. Thank you to all of the fans, cast and crew for making this a great start to hopefully a great career.
[][][][][][][][][][] TUESDAY NIGHT TITANS [][][][][][][][][][]
Random triple threat. Version two. It will be very similar to the one last time, only I am going to win. Sure, Jackson Kent and Jamo will be there and hopefully put up more of a fight than Mr. Amazing did last time. Then again, I was really off my game and didn't do anything worthwhile either. But this time... things will be different.
Call me a broken record if you will. I am just supremely confident in a better showing next time on Tuesday Night Titans. From there, the sky is the limit, right? I have already put out a challenge to Rumpke for the SFT Hardcore Championship at Back to Reality. If that falls apart... I will happily take on any other two random guys in a triple threat match.
Or... imagine... a singles match!
Whatever you want me to do, I will do it. Just keep signing those checks and I'll keep showing up for work. I'll be the first to arrive and the last to leave. I will work harder than everyone else, because that's just the kind of person I am.
And maybe... just maybe... I'll win a match or two. Again, the sky is the limit...
[][][][][][][][][][] HANDS UP, DON'T SHOOT [][][][][][][][][][]
Show of hands, folks. Who here thinks that Baja Blast is going to win next week on Tuesday Night Titans?
Really?
That few of you think I am going to be victorious in my upcoming triple threat against Jackson Kent and Jamo. Sure, they've got more time in SFT... but I've got a lifetime of bumps, bruises, bloodshed for this business. Everything I've done has brought me to this point. All the good I've done... all the harm I've caused to my body... all of everything.
Here I am, SFT. I am ready to serve. I am ready to go out there and do what I do... to the best of my ability... day in and day out. When it comes to Jackson Kent and Jamo... I am sure they will put up their dukes and give me their best. Here's a spoiler alert for this coming episode of Titans.
One of them gets Eye of the Storm. Once of them gets Flashpoint Paradox.
I won't go into details on who gets what. I guess you'll just have to tune in to find out.
[][][][][][][][][][] JAMO [][][][][][][][][][]
Jamo... the Psycho Monster from the land down under. You have amassed quite a resume of championships, including a ew here in SFT. Wherever you go... you find success. Whatever you touch... turns to gold. You've got your cool face paint and your mind games.
Do you know what I've got?
Strength beyond strength.
I'm scary strong, man. The things I can do... will blow the roof off of the arena on Tuesday. Even you'll be impressed when I'm throwing you around. If you think that's impressive... wait until I throw that skyscraper Jackson Kent around.
That'll be something to write home about.
I don't know what that means. Nobody writes letters anymore.
Well... Jackson Kent probably does...
[][][][][][][][][][] JACKSON KENT [][][][][][][][][][]
As an Oklahoma boy... I am going to go out on a limb and guess you grew up on a farm. There's nothing else in Oklahoma... so... it's got to be that. As a farmboy, I imagine you're pretty darn tough.
You may be tough... but I'm undeniable.
My strength beyond strength is undeniable. You're one big dude... but the bigger they are... the harder they fall. I plan on testing that theory next week at Tuesday Night Titans. One way or another... you're going to be lying on that mat. Whether or not you are the one I pin remains to be seen.
But it will be seen... by the entire world... on Tuesday. I've come too far to only come this far. I learned from my mistake last week and I will test my teachings out against you and Jamo.
I won't beat you up too bad, Jackson. I know you've got a family to go home to. Congratulations on the twins, by the way. Following our first encounter at Titans... you will live to fight another day.
[][][][][][][][][][] RUMPKE [][][][][][][][][][]
I hope you don't think I forgot about you, Rumpke. I just wanted to take a quick second to thank you for your hospitality in catering last week. There was one drumstick left on the fried chicken plate, and you saw me eyeing it up like that one dude was eyeing me up later that night.
Despite your years of service to SFT... you saw the hunger in my eyes and stepped aside. Maybe that was just foreshadowing to our upcoming encounter at Back to Reality... if that is the direction SFT is willing to take. Last week, you showed me respect and let me have the last drumstick. One day, I hope to repay you the favor and show you the respect you deserve as Hardcore Champion.
Of course... my method of showing you respect will be to take you to the edge of destruction... and lay yout out flat for a three count. I look forward to entering your lawless world... if that is where we're headed.
I know, I know. I am getting ahead of myself with this Hardcore Championship match. It's just... I am really motivated to show the world what I am truly capable of... and beating the best of the best is one way to do so.
I've got to survive this triple threat match with Jackson Kent and Jamo first.
We'll see how my bold challenge goes.
If it ends up that I'm just rambling for the sake of rambling... so be it.
I'm just damn hungry.
