Post by zybala on Aug 12, 2024 20:09:44 GMT -5
Look, I know I lost the hardcore title to Hall at the last Titans. Everyone has an off night. I'll make no excuses, or complain about the lose. Trav was the better man than me when he pinned me for the hardcore title. Doesn't mean that the next time around will have the same ending. Ive lost before and its nothing to get bent out of shape over. I'll get him next time.
What I can't move past is Louie Cypher reading some lame ass Dead Journel entry like he's back reliving his 2002 emo phase and calling that a promo! I'm not some random jobber. I'm not a NPC. I'm not someone who doesn't deserve the screen time like Cassandra. I'm Mike fucking Zybala! SFT legend, Hall of Famer and everything Champion! I don't believe in my own hype, because I AM the hype!! If someone hadn't Hiroshima'ed the full history of SFT on the website, I'd point out exactly why you should put respect on my name.
Instead, Cypher puts on his eye liner, breaks out his Every Time I Die album, dims the lights and reflects about self harm, harming me, and harming the writing and spoken language with that God awful rubbish. If I was a 14 girl and you told me I was pretty, then maybe I would think that your words were soulful and deep. The only thing deep is gonna be my foot up your ass. Seriously, I don't care if this match gets me a shot at another title, a main event spot or anything like that. What I care about is beating your ass so bad that the next time we face off, you'll give me the proper respect to caught a decent promo against me instead of Emo Lit 101.
And don't give me actions speak louder than words. If Cypher can't muster up the energy to verbally come at me, he has all the hope of a 600 pound one legged person of getting out of the armchair to do anything physically against me. His actions speak as loud as brail. My actions speak so loud that Helen Keller can hear them.
What I can't move past is Louie Cypher reading some lame ass Dead Journel entry like he's back reliving his 2002 emo phase and calling that a promo! I'm not some random jobber. I'm not a NPC. I'm not someone who doesn't deserve the screen time like Cassandra. I'm Mike fucking Zybala! SFT legend, Hall of Famer and everything Champion! I don't believe in my own hype, because I AM the hype!! If someone hadn't Hiroshima'ed the full history of SFT on the website, I'd point out exactly why you should put respect on my name.
Instead, Cypher puts on his eye liner, breaks out his Every Time I Die album, dims the lights and reflects about self harm, harming me, and harming the writing and spoken language with that God awful rubbish. If I was a 14 girl and you told me I was pretty, then maybe I would think that your words were soulful and deep. The only thing deep is gonna be my foot up your ass. Seriously, I don't care if this match gets me a shot at another title, a main event spot or anything like that. What I care about is beating your ass so bad that the next time we face off, you'll give me the proper respect to caught a decent promo against me instead of Emo Lit 101.
And don't give me actions speak louder than words. If Cypher can't muster up the energy to verbally come at me, he has all the hope of a 600 pound one legged person of getting out of the armchair to do anything physically against me. His actions speak as loud as brail. My actions speak so loud that Helen Keller can hear them.
