Post by Chris Casino on Jan 27, 2007 3:21:10 GMT -5
"Well, now that I've put both Ravager and Lloyd Rees in their respective places I suppose it's time for me to focus on what's really important. That being my upcoming title defense on January thirtieth against Patrick Bickle. A man widely considered the best Pure Honor Champion in NAPW history. A man who is considered to be one of the most dangerous and lethal competitors in this industry. However, I see things for what they really are. I see this match as a battle between the past and the future. I see Patrick Bickle only as a man whose career is in free fall. A man who looks to jump start his career by going back to what brought him to the dance. The Pure Honor Division. Unfortunately for Bickle, the tune has been changed. Instead of faceless nobodies to punish, Patrick Bickle will have to go to war with the hottest star in NAPW. Yours truly Chris Casino."
Chris Casino sits in the large media room of his rented house, lights down and television playing. The sound is muted but the action on the screen needs no words. It's a tape of Patrick Bickle battling Ravager for the Pure Honor Championship. Casino sits on the edge of his leather couch watching each move intently. Minutes tick by as the match progresses to it's conclusion. Winner, and still Pure Honor Champion...Patrick Bickle. Casino picks up a remote and turns off the television. He also uses the remote to bring up the lights in the room.
Casino: You were at the top of your game then Patrick. An unstoppable force. A man feared by all. Your rise to fame was meteoric. Your fall was painful to witness. What went wrong Patrick? You stormed into NAPW quickly dominating the Pure Honor Division and going on to winning the NAPW Heavyweight Title not once but twice. But then you cracked. Overnight you seemingly lost your way. The last few weeks I've watched as you've been humbled time and time again by wrestlers far inferior to you. Where did Patrick Bickle go wrong?
Casino: Actually I think I can pretty much tell you what happened. You couldn't handle the stress. You couldn't take the pressure of being the top dog in NAPW so you cracked like an egg. You went from being one of the most feared wrestlers in NAPW to some bum who sleeps in his car. When I came back to NAPW in November I wanted redemption. After weeks of searching I think that you Patrick Bickle can give me what I desire. A win over you, in a division you made famous, would forever cement my legacy to these dirty Canadians. By beating you Bickle, I become Immortal.
Casino: Sure it sounds a little melodramatic but who cares? Just think of it, the two men who have come to personify pure technical wrestling in NAPW will meet one on one for the first time ever this Tuesday. You will no doubt try to retake a title you once held so proudly, a title that for all purposes made you who you are. I on the other hand will bitch slap you back into reality by not only retaining my title but proving to the world that I am without any doubt the greatest pure wrestler alive today. My career and legacy will continue to grow while yours will be hit with another crushing loss.
Casino stands up from his couch and walks over to the center of the room. It's here. The Kiniski Cup. Sometime during this past week Casino has flown in the Cup he captured two months ago from the overrated Simply Beautiful.
Casino: Look familiar scout?
The Kiniski Cup is wrapped in barbed wire, as if in tribute to Patrick Bickle.
Casino: I brought the Cup up here so that you could take one last look at it. I wanted you to see it how it was when you had an iron grip on it. I have to admit, the barb wire does add a bit of flair to the thing. I want you to see the Cup and remember those glory days long since gone. I want you to gaze upon the very item that made you into a star in NAPW. But most of all, I want you to look at something you'll never have again. Once I beat you at TNF, I will melt down the Kiniski Cup and fashion a new and improved Pure Honor Title from it. A belt that will signify me as the king of technical wrestling.
Casino: Your losing streak will continue Bickle, you'll slip further and further into obscurity as I continue to wage my campaign of war on NAPW. It's odd, at one time I would have gladly offered you a spot in The Untouchables. But now? Now you're no better than say a Chad Kurtis. This Tuesday I will be the man who puts the final nail in coffin of your career. I will be the man who destroys the so called "most renowned man to hold the Pure Honor Title."This isn't idle talk Bickle, it's simply the truth.
Casino walks away from the Kiniski Cup and takes a step towards the camera. A smirk on his face.
Casino: Bickle, you're a number to me. Number seven to be exact. After my win against you this Tuesday I'll be 7-0 since my return to NAPW. Also with my win against you I'll become the man with the most successful title defenses of the Pure Honor Championship. Think about it Bickle you can do what Simply Beautiful, Matthew Kurtis and Patrick Kidd couldn't do. You can pin me or make me tap. Not that it'll happen mind you but maybe with that being said it'll give you that little bit of motivation to step up your game.
Casino: This Tuesday will be a watershed moment in my career. I not only beat the most feared man in NAPW but I finally put to rest who the greatest technical wrestler in NAPW history is. Bickle you live in a car. Your life is in shambles and only a win against me can turn things around. Think it's easy? Look at the people who have tried to beat me in the past. None of them have ever been the same after a match with me. This Tuesday, after I put you down and retain the title I want you to shake my hand. To admit both to me and the entire viewing audience that Chris Casino is your master.
Casino laughs. The Kiniski Cup shines brightly in the background.
Casino: Fear not Bickle, I'm sure that after you lose yet another match that NAPW will find a home for you. Cleaning toilets or selling popcorn or something. I am Chris Casino, Untouchable and unstoppable. That you homeless piece of rat feces is something you can bank on.
Casino turns his back to us and thus ends the promo.
* cut to a commercial for the new "Lloyd Rees smells like fish" tee shirt now available at ChrisCasino.com! *
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[/center]Chris Casino sits in the large media room of his rented house, lights down and television playing. The sound is muted but the action on the screen needs no words. It's a tape of Patrick Bickle battling Ravager for the Pure Honor Championship. Casino sits on the edge of his leather couch watching each move intently. Minutes tick by as the match progresses to it's conclusion. Winner, and still Pure Honor Champion...Patrick Bickle. Casino picks up a remote and turns off the television. He also uses the remote to bring up the lights in the room.
Casino: You were at the top of your game then Patrick. An unstoppable force. A man feared by all. Your rise to fame was meteoric. Your fall was painful to witness. What went wrong Patrick? You stormed into NAPW quickly dominating the Pure Honor Division and going on to winning the NAPW Heavyweight Title not once but twice. But then you cracked. Overnight you seemingly lost your way. The last few weeks I've watched as you've been humbled time and time again by wrestlers far inferior to you. Where did Patrick Bickle go wrong?
Casino: Actually I think I can pretty much tell you what happened. You couldn't handle the stress. You couldn't take the pressure of being the top dog in NAPW so you cracked like an egg. You went from being one of the most feared wrestlers in NAPW to some bum who sleeps in his car. When I came back to NAPW in November I wanted redemption. After weeks of searching I think that you Patrick Bickle can give me what I desire. A win over you, in a division you made famous, would forever cement my legacy to these dirty Canadians. By beating you Bickle, I become Immortal.
Casino: Sure it sounds a little melodramatic but who cares? Just think of it, the two men who have come to personify pure technical wrestling in NAPW will meet one on one for the first time ever this Tuesday. You will no doubt try to retake a title you once held so proudly, a title that for all purposes made you who you are. I on the other hand will bitch slap you back into reality by not only retaining my title but proving to the world that I am without any doubt the greatest pure wrestler alive today. My career and legacy will continue to grow while yours will be hit with another crushing loss.
Casino stands up from his couch and walks over to the center of the room. It's here. The Kiniski Cup. Sometime during this past week Casino has flown in the Cup he captured two months ago from the overrated Simply Beautiful.
Casino: Look familiar scout?
The Kiniski Cup is wrapped in barbed wire, as if in tribute to Patrick Bickle.
Casino: I brought the Cup up here so that you could take one last look at it. I wanted you to see it how it was when you had an iron grip on it. I have to admit, the barb wire does add a bit of flair to the thing. I want you to see the Cup and remember those glory days long since gone. I want you to gaze upon the very item that made you into a star in NAPW. But most of all, I want you to look at something you'll never have again. Once I beat you at TNF, I will melt down the Kiniski Cup and fashion a new and improved Pure Honor Title from it. A belt that will signify me as the king of technical wrestling.
Casino: Your losing streak will continue Bickle, you'll slip further and further into obscurity as I continue to wage my campaign of war on NAPW. It's odd, at one time I would have gladly offered you a spot in The Untouchables. But now? Now you're no better than say a Chad Kurtis. This Tuesday I will be the man who puts the final nail in coffin of your career. I will be the man who destroys the so called "most renowned man to hold the Pure Honor Title."This isn't idle talk Bickle, it's simply the truth.
Casino walks away from the Kiniski Cup and takes a step towards the camera. A smirk on his face.
Casino: Bickle, you're a number to me. Number seven to be exact. After my win against you this Tuesday I'll be 7-0 since my return to NAPW. Also with my win against you I'll become the man with the most successful title defenses of the Pure Honor Championship. Think about it Bickle you can do what Simply Beautiful, Matthew Kurtis and Patrick Kidd couldn't do. You can pin me or make me tap. Not that it'll happen mind you but maybe with that being said it'll give you that little bit of motivation to step up your game.
Casino: This Tuesday will be a watershed moment in my career. I not only beat the most feared man in NAPW but I finally put to rest who the greatest technical wrestler in NAPW history is. Bickle you live in a car. Your life is in shambles and only a win against me can turn things around. Think it's easy? Look at the people who have tried to beat me in the past. None of them have ever been the same after a match with me. This Tuesday, after I put you down and retain the title I want you to shake my hand. To admit both to me and the entire viewing audience that Chris Casino is your master.
Casino laughs. The Kiniski Cup shines brightly in the background.
Casino: Fear not Bickle, I'm sure that after you lose yet another match that NAPW will find a home for you. Cleaning toilets or selling popcorn or something. I am Chris Casino, Untouchable and unstoppable. That you homeless piece of rat feces is something you can bank on.
Casino turns his back to us and thus ends the promo.
* cut to a commercial for the new "Lloyd Rees smells like fish" tee shirt now available at ChrisCasino.com! *