Post by jamo on Aug 9, 2020 5:40:10 GMT -5
— — Last week while winning the hardcore championship from Jack Jones — —
*After the match while I won the hardcore championship for the first time, I was heading back inside the entrance stage and I was walking away with confident look in my eyes towards the SFT staff management, I have no desire to rub it in on their faces to prove them wrong and I walk past all of them then I stop and looked back to say something to them.*
Jamo: I’m back to work right now, I’ve worked my ass off to get myself to earn all of your respects you all stupid son of bitches! So how long till I get a congratulations from all of you dickheads in this room for the hard work that I’m trying to redeem myself in this fed after fighting against you with ICW huh? If I have to get myself killed then that’s the way I’ll have to do it to earn all of your respects and so be it. I’m now back here since the day that I returned to fight here again showing them and all of you that I still work hard to compete to where I was back in the day when I first joined this fed. We all need to forget what happened last time and we all need to come together that I’m back home right by winning this hardcore title so I can prove that I’m a fighting hardcore champion not a fucking paperweight hardcore champion. You know what, no of you fucking sons of bitches don’t give a fuck of what I’m going to say to all of you.
*I leave the room with anger and frustration, knowing that I’m not going to waste my time with these fucking idiots who still treating me a traitor. While I was walking at backstage to head back to my locker room to grab my bags and get ready for the next show, while packing my bags the backstage interviewer Harold want an interview with me, I done with packing my bags then leave with an angry expression on my face by telling him I don’t have time to interview with him.*
— Present day my match against Robert Saint — —
*While I arrived to the car park in the arena at Green Bay, Wisconsin and while in the car park getting out of my car to get my bags and start walking to backstage to go to my locker room to get ready for my title defence against Robert Saints the Randy Orton wannabe, while walking at backstage and I was near my locker room to get in to get ready but I was approached by Harold, signalling me that he wants an interview with me before I get to my match.*
Harold: Jamo since we haven’t had an interview since last show when you won the hardcore title from Jack Jones and I was wondering what’s with the commotion at the stage that you were shouting at the SFT staff management while you won your match?
*I took a deep breath to calm my anger after hearing Harold’s question then show my serious expression on my face towards him.*
Jamo: Last week those ignorants SFT staff management are not taking any notice of my hard work of what I’m trying to do for them, I’m trying to win back their respect for siding ICW instead siding SFT. All of those dickheads have the balls to treat me like a fucking traitor and putting all the blames on me. I’ve said what I’ve told them to get their heads straight and show me fucking respect then work together with me. Now Harold I’ve controlled my damn anger before shouting at you when you asked me that damn question, what’s the next question?
Harold: Jamo tonight you are defending your hardcore title against Robert Saints tonight your thoughts on what he said?
Jamo: Well, well, well mr Randy Orton wannabe and his cronies Punk Saints. Why in the hell did you invited them to your promo huh, it’s SFT promo not bloody ICW vs SFT promo mate! Robert, I’ve fought you before at ICW and I fought you before in SFT and by the way you’re not looking good here tonight facing me for the hardcore title cause to be honest your chance of winning is actually 1% of beating me while me have a huge fucking 100% chance of kicking your arse all over the fucking ring to retain my damn title. Hardcore runs in my blood pal, for that you’re in my fucking yard pal cause you’re now entering the scrapyard which is my world bitch! I’m not gonna talk about your boys cause they are not important to me to scrap them into the bin but more importantly I’m focus about you of what you do in SFT, hell you’re a former hardcore champion as well which that’s good to fight a former hardcore champion who have experienced those matches but more importantly I have the most experience in hardcore than you pal.
*I smiled towards Harold and the cameraman after what I said then go back to serious expression on my face to continue talking.*
Jamo: So Randy Orton wannabe has world hard huh, wow bravo to you pal and what do you want huh, a trophy for you that you’ve harder than any other wrestler we’ll buddy no one worked harder than me pal cause I’ve worked harder in my entire bloody career to get myself to be the best on that very ring in different matches and different stipulations. Your pal is telling me that I need to work on my strategy of how to beat you huh, hahahahaha
*My laughter continues to echoes the backstage while Harold joins in then I went back to serious expression again.*
Jamo: I don’t give a fuck of what strategies I need to beat you Robert cause you need strategies of how to beat me BITCH! I’m going to be you’re worse nightmare in that match against you, he’ll I’m gonna paint your blood all over the damn ring to write a huge bitch on the middle of the ring. These weapons under the ring will be my tools to use anything to inflict serious pain on every part of your body and trust me you ain’t gonna like one bit mate. You’re facing the true hardcore veteran in SFT but Rumpke was the true hardcore veteran than me but I’m the second best hardcore veteran no shame being second especially for you Robert. I’m going to give you a damn hint, news flash you won’t last any longer with me on that ring in this match. Now I ready to kick some ass and chew some bubblegum but unfortunately I’ve ran out of fucking bubblegum. Now excuse I’ve have a match to face and right now I’m pretty sure that Robert enjoys his last workout in his room by lifting weights and I have the perfect writing for his headstone, “Hears lies to a man who enjoys lifting weights while he fails to beat the man who is a better hardcore wrestler than Robert Saints.” Sounds good doesn’t Robert huh, this is going to be a gift to you after the match.
*I signal to get Harold to leave my locker room so I can get ready to compete my match against Robert Saints then I slammed the door shut to end the interview.*
*After the match while I won the hardcore championship for the first time, I was heading back inside the entrance stage and I was walking away with confident look in my eyes towards the SFT staff management, I have no desire to rub it in on their faces to prove them wrong and I walk past all of them then I stop and looked back to say something to them.*
Jamo: I’m back to work right now, I’ve worked my ass off to get myself to earn all of your respects you all stupid son of bitches! So how long till I get a congratulations from all of you dickheads in this room for the hard work that I’m trying to redeem myself in this fed after fighting against you with ICW huh? If I have to get myself killed then that’s the way I’ll have to do it to earn all of your respects and so be it. I’m now back here since the day that I returned to fight here again showing them and all of you that I still work hard to compete to where I was back in the day when I first joined this fed. We all need to forget what happened last time and we all need to come together that I’m back home right by winning this hardcore title so I can prove that I’m a fighting hardcore champion not a fucking paperweight hardcore champion. You know what, no of you fucking sons of bitches don’t give a fuck of what I’m going to say to all of you.
*I leave the room with anger and frustration, knowing that I’m not going to waste my time with these fucking idiots who still treating me a traitor. While I was walking at backstage to head back to my locker room to grab my bags and get ready for the next show, while packing my bags the backstage interviewer Harold want an interview with me, I done with packing my bags then leave with an angry expression on my face by telling him I don’t have time to interview with him.*
— Present day my match against Robert Saint — —
*While I arrived to the car park in the arena at Green Bay, Wisconsin and while in the car park getting out of my car to get my bags and start walking to backstage to go to my locker room to get ready for my title defence against Robert Saints the Randy Orton wannabe, while walking at backstage and I was near my locker room to get in to get ready but I was approached by Harold, signalling me that he wants an interview with me before I get to my match.*
Harold: Jamo since we haven’t had an interview since last show when you won the hardcore title from Jack Jones and I was wondering what’s with the commotion at the stage that you were shouting at the SFT staff management while you won your match?
*I took a deep breath to calm my anger after hearing Harold’s question then show my serious expression on my face towards him.*
Jamo: Last week those ignorants SFT staff management are not taking any notice of my hard work of what I’m trying to do for them, I’m trying to win back their respect for siding ICW instead siding SFT. All of those dickheads have the balls to treat me like a fucking traitor and putting all the blames on me. I’ve said what I’ve told them to get their heads straight and show me fucking respect then work together with me. Now Harold I’ve controlled my damn anger before shouting at you when you asked me that damn question, what’s the next question?
Harold: Jamo tonight you are defending your hardcore title against Robert Saints tonight your thoughts on what he said?
Jamo: Well, well, well mr Randy Orton wannabe and his cronies Punk Saints. Why in the hell did you invited them to your promo huh, it’s SFT promo not bloody ICW vs SFT promo mate! Robert, I’ve fought you before at ICW and I fought you before in SFT and by the way you’re not looking good here tonight facing me for the hardcore title cause to be honest your chance of winning is actually 1% of beating me while me have a huge fucking 100% chance of kicking your arse all over the fucking ring to retain my damn title. Hardcore runs in my blood pal, for that you’re in my fucking yard pal cause you’re now entering the scrapyard which is my world bitch! I’m not gonna talk about your boys cause they are not important to me to scrap them into the bin but more importantly I’m focus about you of what you do in SFT, hell you’re a former hardcore champion as well which that’s good to fight a former hardcore champion who have experienced those matches but more importantly I have the most experience in hardcore than you pal.
*I smiled towards Harold and the cameraman after what I said then go back to serious expression on my face to continue talking.*
Jamo: So Randy Orton wannabe has world hard huh, wow bravo to you pal and what do you want huh, a trophy for you that you’ve harder than any other wrestler we’ll buddy no one worked harder than me pal cause I’ve worked harder in my entire bloody career to get myself to be the best on that very ring in different matches and different stipulations. Your pal is telling me that I need to work on my strategy of how to beat you huh, hahahahaha
*My laughter continues to echoes the backstage while Harold joins in then I went back to serious expression again.*
Jamo: I don’t give a fuck of what strategies I need to beat you Robert cause you need strategies of how to beat me BITCH! I’m going to be you’re worse nightmare in that match against you, he’ll I’m gonna paint your blood all over the damn ring to write a huge bitch on the middle of the ring. These weapons under the ring will be my tools to use anything to inflict serious pain on every part of your body and trust me you ain’t gonna like one bit mate. You’re facing the true hardcore veteran in SFT but Rumpke was the true hardcore veteran than me but I’m the second best hardcore veteran no shame being second especially for you Robert. I’m going to give you a damn hint, news flash you won’t last any longer with me on that ring in this match. Now I ready to kick some ass and chew some bubblegum but unfortunately I’ve ran out of fucking bubblegum. Now excuse I’ve have a match to face and right now I’m pretty sure that Robert enjoys his last workout in his room by lifting weights and I have the perfect writing for his headstone, “Hears lies to a man who enjoys lifting weights while he fails to beat the man who is a better hardcore wrestler than Robert Saints.” Sounds good doesn’t Robert huh, this is going to be a gift to you after the match.
*I signal to get Harold to leave my locker room so I can get ready to compete my match against Robert Saints then I slammed the door shut to end the interview.*
