Post by Chris Casino on Apr 22, 2007 1:08:37 GMT -5
Chris Casino has stumbled onto something. Call it inspiration, or even a little bit of madness but Casino is full of life today. He's standing next to a window that overlooks the busy street below, one thing Casino relishes his being able to watch people and not be seen. You could call it voyeurism, Chris calls it relaxing. A quick look around tells us that he's still shacked up with his one time wife Monique Devoe. Casino is dressed in a simple white silk shirt and black pants. A pair of wrap around sunglasses hide his cold blue eyes.
Casino: Glad you could make it guys....
Casino turns around slowly and grins at the camera. For a moment the freakish grin reminds us of that whole unpleasant Tom Cruise meltdown.
Casino: I have stumbled into an epiphany. It came to me as I was tossing and turning trying to find sleep last night. It was like a thought bubble from God himself. As I lay in that bed, under those silk sheets and next to a woman who has appeared on the cover of a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit cover...I realized that I was Rocky.
Casino arches his eyebrows as if he's just told us the secret of life.
Casino: Rocky as in Rocky Balboa. Now why would I think such a thing you ask? Look at the facts. I'm facing the (BLEEP) champion Ravager, aka Apollo Creed, and the entire world is rooting not for him but for me. They see me as their savior, their leader in this time of darkness. Ravager represents fluke wins and backstage politics as their worst. I on the other hand represent Pure Honor baby! Hell, I bet if I went jogging a horde of children would run with me just like in the movie. Face it Ravager, you might be the champion, but the people want ME to have that title.
Casino clasps his hands behind his back and rocks on his heels.
Casino: Ravager, you once again issued a truly shitty promo. It's like you watch what I do or say, then copy it. Only you do a really terrible job at it. For the smart fans at home who will see this, they know that I basically told Ravager that his ass will be handed to him this Tuesday. I even went so far as to hint that a reunion of former friends of mine will be in attendance both backstage and inside the squared circle. But did he listen? No, he was busy getting his ass kicked in Vegas. After that he grabbed a camera crew and told the world that no one would help me for this reason or that.
Casino: Ravager, aside from the people who I've already got waiting in the wings to throttle you I'm going to up the stakes a little. This goes out to everyone and anyone who thinks that Ravager is no more a champion that I'm a frickin' crocodile hunter. This Tuesday my match is of course contested under no rules. I offer the NAPW locker room this...You help me beat Ravager and I'll give you a title shot. That's right, whoever gets into that ring and helps me beat the ugly out of our pathetic champion will get a title shot at your new Undisputed heavyweight Champion. Me.
Casino: There now things are REALLY interesting. Ravager you preach to me about honor and rules and blah, blah, blah. You claim I ran from you? Bitch please. Do your history. Everytime I called you out, you were no place to be found. So I need buddies to help me win matches? So did Ric Flair and he's a legend. Much like I am becoming. You almost cried when you talked about how I disrespected the whole Pure Honor Title. I did that to torment you and every other self righteous piece of Canadian trash who goes in for all that shaking hands bullshit. And yes Ravager, I know you're not Canadian but please try to see the point I'm making here.
Casino walks across the plush carpet and takes a seat on the black leather sofa.
Casino: You said that "You figure that Rex wants to face you, REBEL title for NAPW title. Given the past between Rex and I, I can see why you'd think he has it in for me. And why he'd do something to take the title off me." Bitch did you not listen? I said that Rex IS helping me, that REX will be INSTRUMENTAL in taking that belt away from you. Why? Because for the 30th time your day in the sun is over. Your cute little run as Champion ends this Tuesday at my hands. In five months no one has beaten me. What makes you different from any of them? Of yeah...Rage.
Casino stifles a yawn.
Casino: I just think you're mad that whenever I created a stable, I never invited you. Sure we played like you were an Untouchable but let's face it. You're not in my league. And not to beat a dead horse or anything but just because I do something awful to someone...Doesn't mean they won't come back to my fold. Look at DX. They came back to me after I kicked them to the curb the first time. If I were you I would take the old wrestling phrase "never say never" to heart.
Casino: In a few short days my 15 month odyssey will finally end. I will walk out of that match as the Undisputed Heavyweight Champion. 22 Weeks Ravager, that's how long I've been a champion. No one else in this company can touch that. When I reclaim that Heavyweight Title that amazing winning streak will continue. You can't beat me Ravager. I've had you set up since I came back to NAPW in November. I've waited for this like a fat kid waits for the candy store to open. You're simply in a no win situation.
Casino: So let's recap. Ravager seems to belive his own hype and thinks that he will walk away from our next match as the champion of NAPW. In truth he'll be without a belt and need medical assistance. I will stand tall with the Undisputed Title, I might even break out the old American Version of that strap, and hold it above my head for the cheering fans to shower their love on me. Just like Rocky. This Tuesday I take down another self proclaimed star and add another notch to my streak. As for Ravager this Tuesday will be the last night he ever gets the chance to wear that championship.
Casino waves us away and we fade out.
Casino: Glad you could make it guys....
Casino turns around slowly and grins at the camera. For a moment the freakish grin reminds us of that whole unpleasant Tom Cruise meltdown.
Casino: I have stumbled into an epiphany. It came to me as I was tossing and turning trying to find sleep last night. It was like a thought bubble from God himself. As I lay in that bed, under those silk sheets and next to a woman who has appeared on the cover of a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit cover...I realized that I was Rocky.
Casino arches his eyebrows as if he's just told us the secret of life.
Casino: Rocky as in Rocky Balboa. Now why would I think such a thing you ask? Look at the facts. I'm facing the (BLEEP) champion Ravager, aka Apollo Creed, and the entire world is rooting not for him but for me. They see me as their savior, their leader in this time of darkness. Ravager represents fluke wins and backstage politics as their worst. I on the other hand represent Pure Honor baby! Hell, I bet if I went jogging a horde of children would run with me just like in the movie. Face it Ravager, you might be the champion, but the people want ME to have that title.
Casino clasps his hands behind his back and rocks on his heels.
Casino: Ravager, you once again issued a truly shitty promo. It's like you watch what I do or say, then copy it. Only you do a really terrible job at it. For the smart fans at home who will see this, they know that I basically told Ravager that his ass will be handed to him this Tuesday. I even went so far as to hint that a reunion of former friends of mine will be in attendance both backstage and inside the squared circle. But did he listen? No, he was busy getting his ass kicked in Vegas. After that he grabbed a camera crew and told the world that no one would help me for this reason or that.
Casino: Ravager, aside from the people who I've already got waiting in the wings to throttle you I'm going to up the stakes a little. This goes out to everyone and anyone who thinks that Ravager is no more a champion that I'm a frickin' crocodile hunter. This Tuesday my match is of course contested under no rules. I offer the NAPW locker room this...You help me beat Ravager and I'll give you a title shot. That's right, whoever gets into that ring and helps me beat the ugly out of our pathetic champion will get a title shot at your new Undisputed heavyweight Champion. Me.
Casino: There now things are REALLY interesting. Ravager you preach to me about honor and rules and blah, blah, blah. You claim I ran from you? Bitch please. Do your history. Everytime I called you out, you were no place to be found. So I need buddies to help me win matches? So did Ric Flair and he's a legend. Much like I am becoming. You almost cried when you talked about how I disrespected the whole Pure Honor Title. I did that to torment you and every other self righteous piece of Canadian trash who goes in for all that shaking hands bullshit. And yes Ravager, I know you're not Canadian but please try to see the point I'm making here.
Casino walks across the plush carpet and takes a seat on the black leather sofa.
Casino: You said that "You figure that Rex wants to face you, REBEL title for NAPW title. Given the past between Rex and I, I can see why you'd think he has it in for me. And why he'd do something to take the title off me." Bitch did you not listen? I said that Rex IS helping me, that REX will be INSTRUMENTAL in taking that belt away from you. Why? Because for the 30th time your day in the sun is over. Your cute little run as Champion ends this Tuesday at my hands. In five months no one has beaten me. What makes you different from any of them? Of yeah...Rage.
Casino stifles a yawn.
Casino: I just think you're mad that whenever I created a stable, I never invited you. Sure we played like you were an Untouchable but let's face it. You're not in my league. And not to beat a dead horse or anything but just because I do something awful to someone...Doesn't mean they won't come back to my fold. Look at DX. They came back to me after I kicked them to the curb the first time. If I were you I would take the old wrestling phrase "never say never" to heart.
Casino: In a few short days my 15 month odyssey will finally end. I will walk out of that match as the Undisputed Heavyweight Champion. 22 Weeks Ravager, that's how long I've been a champion. No one else in this company can touch that. When I reclaim that Heavyweight Title that amazing winning streak will continue. You can't beat me Ravager. I've had you set up since I came back to NAPW in November. I've waited for this like a fat kid waits for the candy store to open. You're simply in a no win situation.
Casino: So let's recap. Ravager seems to belive his own hype and thinks that he will walk away from our next match as the champion of NAPW. In truth he'll be without a belt and need medical assistance. I will stand tall with the Undisputed Title, I might even break out the old American Version of that strap, and hold it above my head for the cheering fans to shower their love on me. Just like Rocky. This Tuesday I take down another self proclaimed star and add another notch to my streak. As for Ravager this Tuesday will be the last night he ever gets the chance to wear that championship.
Casino waves us away and we fade out.