Post by Chris Casino on Apr 12, 2007 0:00:56 GMT -5
"They say when you hit rock bottom there is only one place left to go. The question is...Have I hit rock bottom yet? Or am I simply in a funk? I won't lie, the last several weeks have been horrible, it would have surely broken a lesser man that's for damn sure. But I'm Chris Casino and I rule the world baby. Others will dispute this statement, those people would be the ones who couldn't beat me. Or the ones who jerk the curtains on a nightly basis. But let them talk, I can't help it if I'm better than anyone else in this back water promotion. I can't help it if I've done things in NAPW that others only dream about. I have something that no one else in this promotion has, unlimited potential. I have more talent in my middle finger than some of these other so called superstars. But for all my accomplishments, all my accolades there has never been anything that I have wanted more than what I have facing me on April seventieth. After fifteen months of waiting...I get to bury Ravager."
Welcome to the new home of Chris Casino. It's a small dark apartment in the lower end of Alberta Canada. Gone are the nice clothes, the expensive furniture and the fancy sports cars. Say hello to a monthly rent, bills that need to be paid and a one bedroom apartment with only a few bits of old looking furniture. Casino sits on a sofa that looks like it was stolen off someones front porch. It has an ugly plaid pattern and several cigarette burns on the cushions. Welcome to the underbelly.
Casino: Some will look at this promo, see me in this squealer and think "finally fate has caught up to Chris Casino!" To those people I say...Blow me. I could be living in a cardboard box under an overpass and I would still be the best wrestler in NAPW. Over the last few weeks I have lost everything. The Untouchables have fallen apart, my manager stole my money and left me broke and worst of all...I have to live in Canada so I can make all of my bookings. But these things are temporary. While my current situation sucks, I can still lay claim to this....
Casino reaches down and picks up his Pure Honor Championship belt. He drapes it over his shoulder and pats it.
Casino: For five months I have held this championship. I have surpassed any title reign in NAPW. I've defended this belt more times than any other champion in this promotions history. To be honest, I belive in my heart of hearts that the NAPW Pure Honor Title is the most important belt in all of Canada. I sure someone like a Lloyd Rees would disagree with me but to be honest he can kiss my ass. Same thing for the vastly overrated DOOMriders. But Ravager? Well that's a whole different story isn't it?
Casino: If Ravager wasn't a wrestler, and I use the word wrestler loosely when I talk about Ravager, then he should be a comedian. Hell, everytime I catch one of his promos I bust a gut laughing at his inflated ego. When he was chasing the NAPW Title and bitchin' about how long it had been since you had gotten a "fair" shot at the belt...That stuff KILLED me man! You actually went on national television as a man who had gotten more shots for the Heavyweight crown than ANYONE in NAPW and you had the audacity to say you wanted yet another chance to wear gold? Classic.
Casino: Here is something for you to think about Ravager, it's a date. No, not that kind of date, don't put on your sexy time clothes for me just yet. The date I'm referring to is January 23rd, 2006. That was the night I lost the NAPW Heavyweight Title back to D!. Since that date, almost fifteen months ago I have received exactly zero shots at the belt that I once held. Not one. But unlike you, who lost you belt and then went about a year without tasting gold I regrouped and won every title in this company making me the first and only Grand Slam winner in NAPW history. That's not my ego talking Ravager, I'm just stating fact.
Casino removes the belt from his shoulder, looks at it and places it on the couch next to him.
Casino: Here is another date for you scout. November 28th, 2006. That was when I returned to NAPW from exile. On that night I beat the upstart Simply Beautiful for the Pure Honor Title. Since that night, five months ago, I have NEVER been pinned nor made to submit in a singles match. Hell, in five months I've lost exactly one match! A tag team war that will go down as maybe the greatest tag match is history. But during all that time, I wanted one simple thing. A one on one match with you Ravager.
Casino: Now here we are getting ready to face each other for the first time EVER in a singles match. A match over 15 months in the making and guess what? Both of our respective titles are on the line. It seems that the stars have finally aligned and I'll get two things that I've been asking for on the same night. A chance to regain the NAPW Title and a opportunity to kick your ass. I finally get the chance to shut you up Ravager. Sure I've watched as you've lucked your way into wins over Simply Beautiful, Lloyd Rees and Billy Kryenik but you and I know that you'll NEVER be seen as a real champion until you beat ME!
Casino: How bad do you want it Ravager? How much are you willing to sacrifice in order to put me down? Because I'm going to warn you from jump...You're going to have to kill me before I let some bitch like you pin me. I will pass out before I give you the satisfaction of seeing me tap out to any of your stupid submission moves. Hell, if you look at this objectively...I think that NAPW doesn't really want you wearing their title. Think about it, you're defending your title in a match with MY rules. It's a no win situation for you Ravager.
Casino stands up from the couch and starts to pace as he talks.
Casino: People around here like to brag about their accomplishments and their win loss record like some kind of badge of honor. So let's get a quick run down on what I've done. NAPW Champion, Tag Team Champion, Provincial Champion & Pure Honor Champion. Undefeated in a singles match in five months. Named the "Heel of the Year" for 2006. Awarded the "2007 Spring Singles Wrestler Of The Year." Now if you ask me, that's pretty damn impressive. Even someone with your limited intelligence HAS to admit to that.
Casino: I won't even mention the fact that I put Evan Cartwright & Patrick Kidd on the shelf. Or that I basically retired Patrick Bickle. Oops! I guess I did mention it. But hey, you're little career has been impressive too! You beat...Moose....To win the Provincial Title. I bet that match was four stars all the way. Your two Provincial Title runs added up to like a month. You won the NAPW Title and then promptly lost it in your first defense. You got your ass kicked by D!, a man who has a permanent scar on his head thanks to me. By the way, I find it kind of ironic that D! leaves just as I return. A coincidence? I dunno.
Casino: Point is, I'm the best wrestler in NAPW. Period. On April 17th, you'll be defending your title in a WRESTLING match. Not one of those garbage matches you see in that slum promotion REBEL. When I beat you for the title, and make no mistake I will beat you I want you to finally admit to me and the entire world that you've ducked me for over a year...Out of fear. fear of being humiliated. Fear of getting your ass kicked. Fear...Of being Bankrupt. The April 17th show is aptly titled for it will be your last resort Ravager. Your last stand as champion. Your final NAPW match period if I have anything to do with it.
Casino again reaches over to his couch and retrieves his Pure Honor Title.
Casino: Look upon the only title in NAPW that means anything. Look upon a belt you will never have. That strap around your waist? It's mine. It longs to be secured around the waist of a real wrestler. For every minute you're the NAPW Champ that belt losses prestige. Chris Casino IS prestige baby! I will save this company from you and your horrid promos. I will rescue the NAPW Title from your sweaty palms and give it a good home. I will end the debate once and for all...Who is the better man?
Casino: Ravager, you're just a stepping stone to my return to the throne. A pawn for me to toy with. When a man losses everything, like I have, do you seriously think that he'll have ANY fear going into a match? I will do whatever it takes to hurt you, to punish you and to make you beg me for mercy. Your days of running are over, your days of sitting at home to scared to do a promo are over. In a few short days, Chris Casino will once more be the NAPW Champion and all will be right with the world. That you inbreed piece of trash is something you can bank on!
Casino waves us off and we cut to black.
- Canada -
Welcome to the new home of Chris Casino. It's a small dark apartment in the lower end of Alberta Canada. Gone are the nice clothes, the expensive furniture and the fancy sports cars. Say hello to a monthly rent, bills that need to be paid and a one bedroom apartment with only a few bits of old looking furniture. Casino sits on a sofa that looks like it was stolen off someones front porch. It has an ugly plaid pattern and several cigarette burns on the cushions. Welcome to the underbelly.
Casino: Some will look at this promo, see me in this squealer and think "finally fate has caught up to Chris Casino!" To those people I say...Blow me. I could be living in a cardboard box under an overpass and I would still be the best wrestler in NAPW. Over the last few weeks I have lost everything. The Untouchables have fallen apart, my manager stole my money and left me broke and worst of all...I have to live in Canada so I can make all of my bookings. But these things are temporary. While my current situation sucks, I can still lay claim to this....
Casino reaches down and picks up his Pure Honor Championship belt. He drapes it over his shoulder and pats it.
Casino: For five months I have held this championship. I have surpassed any title reign in NAPW. I've defended this belt more times than any other champion in this promotions history. To be honest, I belive in my heart of hearts that the NAPW Pure Honor Title is the most important belt in all of Canada. I sure someone like a Lloyd Rees would disagree with me but to be honest he can kiss my ass. Same thing for the vastly overrated DOOMriders. But Ravager? Well that's a whole different story isn't it?
Casino: If Ravager wasn't a wrestler, and I use the word wrestler loosely when I talk about Ravager, then he should be a comedian. Hell, everytime I catch one of his promos I bust a gut laughing at his inflated ego. When he was chasing the NAPW Title and bitchin' about how long it had been since you had gotten a "fair" shot at the belt...That stuff KILLED me man! You actually went on national television as a man who had gotten more shots for the Heavyweight crown than ANYONE in NAPW and you had the audacity to say you wanted yet another chance to wear gold? Classic.
Casino: Here is something for you to think about Ravager, it's a date. No, not that kind of date, don't put on your sexy time clothes for me just yet. The date I'm referring to is January 23rd, 2006. That was the night I lost the NAPW Heavyweight Title back to D!. Since that date, almost fifteen months ago I have received exactly zero shots at the belt that I once held. Not one. But unlike you, who lost you belt and then went about a year without tasting gold I regrouped and won every title in this company making me the first and only Grand Slam winner in NAPW history. That's not my ego talking Ravager, I'm just stating fact.
Casino removes the belt from his shoulder, looks at it and places it on the couch next to him.
Casino: Here is another date for you scout. November 28th, 2006. That was when I returned to NAPW from exile. On that night I beat the upstart Simply Beautiful for the Pure Honor Title. Since that night, five months ago, I have NEVER been pinned nor made to submit in a singles match. Hell, in five months I've lost exactly one match! A tag team war that will go down as maybe the greatest tag match is history. But during all that time, I wanted one simple thing. A one on one match with you Ravager.
Casino: Now here we are getting ready to face each other for the first time EVER in a singles match. A match over 15 months in the making and guess what? Both of our respective titles are on the line. It seems that the stars have finally aligned and I'll get two things that I've been asking for on the same night. A chance to regain the NAPW Title and a opportunity to kick your ass. I finally get the chance to shut you up Ravager. Sure I've watched as you've lucked your way into wins over Simply Beautiful, Lloyd Rees and Billy Kryenik but you and I know that you'll NEVER be seen as a real champion until you beat ME!
Casino: How bad do you want it Ravager? How much are you willing to sacrifice in order to put me down? Because I'm going to warn you from jump...You're going to have to kill me before I let some bitch like you pin me. I will pass out before I give you the satisfaction of seeing me tap out to any of your stupid submission moves. Hell, if you look at this objectively...I think that NAPW doesn't really want you wearing their title. Think about it, you're defending your title in a match with MY rules. It's a no win situation for you Ravager.
Casino stands up from the couch and starts to pace as he talks.
Casino: People around here like to brag about their accomplishments and their win loss record like some kind of badge of honor. So let's get a quick run down on what I've done. NAPW Champion, Tag Team Champion, Provincial Champion & Pure Honor Champion. Undefeated in a singles match in five months. Named the "Heel of the Year" for 2006. Awarded the "2007 Spring Singles Wrestler Of The Year." Now if you ask me, that's pretty damn impressive. Even someone with your limited intelligence HAS to admit to that.
Casino: I won't even mention the fact that I put Evan Cartwright & Patrick Kidd on the shelf. Or that I basically retired Patrick Bickle. Oops! I guess I did mention it. But hey, you're little career has been impressive too! You beat...Moose....To win the Provincial Title. I bet that match was four stars all the way. Your two Provincial Title runs added up to like a month. You won the NAPW Title and then promptly lost it in your first defense. You got your ass kicked by D!, a man who has a permanent scar on his head thanks to me. By the way, I find it kind of ironic that D! leaves just as I return. A coincidence? I dunno.
Casino: Point is, I'm the best wrestler in NAPW. Period. On April 17th, you'll be defending your title in a WRESTLING match. Not one of those garbage matches you see in that slum promotion REBEL. When I beat you for the title, and make no mistake I will beat you I want you to finally admit to me and the entire world that you've ducked me for over a year...Out of fear. fear of being humiliated. Fear of getting your ass kicked. Fear...Of being Bankrupt. The April 17th show is aptly titled for it will be your last resort Ravager. Your last stand as champion. Your final NAPW match period if I have anything to do with it.
Casino again reaches over to his couch and retrieves his Pure Honor Title.
Casino: Look upon the only title in NAPW that means anything. Look upon a belt you will never have. That strap around your waist? It's mine. It longs to be secured around the waist of a real wrestler. For every minute you're the NAPW Champ that belt losses prestige. Chris Casino IS prestige baby! I will save this company from you and your horrid promos. I will rescue the NAPW Title from your sweaty palms and give it a good home. I will end the debate once and for all...Who is the better man?
Casino: Ravager, you're just a stepping stone to my return to the throne. A pawn for me to toy with. When a man losses everything, like I have, do you seriously think that he'll have ANY fear going into a match? I will do whatever it takes to hurt you, to punish you and to make you beg me for mercy. Your days of running are over, your days of sitting at home to scared to do a promo are over. In a few short days, Chris Casino will once more be the NAPW Champion and all will be right with the world. That you inbreed piece of trash is something you can bank on!
Casino waves us off and we cut to black.