Post by Chris Casino on Jan 26, 2006 0:32:18 GMT -5
- The Nippon Budokan Arena, Japan -
In the land of the rising sun, we find our former NAPW Champion Chris Casino sitting in his locker room getting ready for his match tonight. He's sitting on a long wooden bench and is lacing up one of his wrestling boots. To his right sits a portable CD player and we can hear the sweet sounds of Frank Sinatra telling us about "Strangers in the Night." Casino glances at the camera and we see his cocky grin. We also see a bandage on his forehead, a reminder from the brutal steel cage match just days earlier.
Casino: Greetings from Japan. In a few short hours I'll be stepping into the ring to face one of Japan's brightest young prospects in Akira Fujita. Now, we all know that these cats over here in Japan are some of the most technically sound athletes in the world. However that won't save Mr. Fujita from taking an American style ass whipping. However, I'm not here to talk about Japan or their talent. I want to talk about NAPW and my opponent for Monday Night Fights. J.C. "I just plain suck" Cook.
First, let's discuss NAPW for a moment. At Joker's Wild I lost the NAPW Title to D!. With that loss a sense of dread filled my heart. For as long as some no talent glory hog like D! holds that NAPW title then the company will forever be considered small time. I also couldn't help but notice that after my first pinfall loss in NAPW I'm ranked number four for the very title I once held. Above me is a two time loser named Ravager, a man who is in love with his own voice in Maniac and the current Provincial Champion Minstrel.
Despite giving my heart, soul and blood at Joker's Wild, the NAPW has shoved me down the rankings in an effect to keep me away from ever getting another shot at what is rightfully mine. Now I could raise a big stink and all, but I figure that I'll sit back and watch as NAPW suffers without me in the main event slot. I'll laugh as they loss money on the D! vs Ravager snore fest. I'll dance with glee as the D! vs Maniac fued goes over like a lead balloon. While they're sticking perennial losers like The Moose in the main event slot, I'll be beating every piece of garbage wrestler they throw at me. NAPW, I will get another shot at the title. That my friends, you can bank on.
Casino pulls on his other wrestling boot and beings lacing it up as well. Frankie Baby is now telling people he did things "My Way"
Casino: I also want to discuss the Rat Pack. Granted DX recently captured the NAPW Tag Titles, they failed miserably in what should have been their main goal of the Joker's Wild event. They failed to protect me. They dropped the ball and let people like Moose ruin what should have been my night. DX I only employ the best. While I'm aware that you're now Tag Team Champions, I look at my waist...And feel naked. With that being said let me be the first to say...Kyle, Beast...Your asses are fired from The Rat Pack. As of now only myself and my boy Evan Cartwright comprise the group known as the Rat Pack. As far as Terry Brandon goes, it's your call bud. Stick with Evan and I, or go with you precious tag champs.
Casino laughs and brushes a stray hair out of his eyes.
Casino: I never did like teaming with those useless Canadians any damn way. Phew, okay now that I've fired DX and exposed NAPW as being filled with political whores I guess we should get to J.C. Cook. Cook, was brave enough to accept my challenge for this upcoming Monday Night Fights. Cook, who you all remember, is the same cat who got his ass kicked by a street bum. Cook, as you NAPW fans will notice has never and will never be anywhere close to a main event position. Nor has he held a piece of NAPW gold. Cook...The Travelli holds gold and your sorry monkey ass doesn't. That should sum it up for everyone.
Mr. Cook is the consummate choke artist. He gets a big match...And pisses it away. He will forever be labeled an underachiever and for good reason. This is the guy who milked his "injury" from Misery until the guy left the promotion, THEN he made his return to the ring. Hardly a coincidence. No I think Mr. Cook is just a flat out bitch. A little boy who can't win the big one. At Monday Night Fights I'll once again shove Cook down the ladder. Maybe this time he'll finally get it into his head that his sorry ass is simply...A stepping stone for people like me.
Cook, you disgraceful donkey molester, On January 30th I make my comeback by beating your ass like you stole from me. At Monday Night Fights I take down another waste of roster space in J.C Cook and continue in my quest to regain the NAPW Title. You can talk all the noise you want about me boy. But the fact remains, you're a loser now and after Monday Night Fights, you'll remain one. But hey, don't cry, I'm sure with several months of hard training you could maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe beat Travelli for that TV Belt. So perk up kid. You might suck, but you will always have a future...In my shadow.
Casino waves us away as we go dark.
- cut to a commercial for J.C. Cook action figure! Complete with mat burns from being pinned so damn often! Only at ChrisCasino.com! -
In the land of the rising sun, we find our former NAPW Champion Chris Casino sitting in his locker room getting ready for his match tonight. He's sitting on a long wooden bench and is lacing up one of his wrestling boots. To his right sits a portable CD player and we can hear the sweet sounds of Frank Sinatra telling us about "Strangers in the Night." Casino glances at the camera and we see his cocky grin. We also see a bandage on his forehead, a reminder from the brutal steel cage match just days earlier.
Casino: Greetings from Japan. In a few short hours I'll be stepping into the ring to face one of Japan's brightest young prospects in Akira Fujita. Now, we all know that these cats over here in Japan are some of the most technically sound athletes in the world. However that won't save Mr. Fujita from taking an American style ass whipping. However, I'm not here to talk about Japan or their talent. I want to talk about NAPW and my opponent for Monday Night Fights. J.C. "I just plain suck" Cook.
First, let's discuss NAPW for a moment. At Joker's Wild I lost the NAPW Title to D!. With that loss a sense of dread filled my heart. For as long as some no talent glory hog like D! holds that NAPW title then the company will forever be considered small time. I also couldn't help but notice that after my first pinfall loss in NAPW I'm ranked number four for the very title I once held. Above me is a two time loser named Ravager, a man who is in love with his own voice in Maniac and the current Provincial Champion Minstrel.
Despite giving my heart, soul and blood at Joker's Wild, the NAPW has shoved me down the rankings in an effect to keep me away from ever getting another shot at what is rightfully mine. Now I could raise a big stink and all, but I figure that I'll sit back and watch as NAPW suffers without me in the main event slot. I'll laugh as they loss money on the D! vs Ravager snore fest. I'll dance with glee as the D! vs Maniac fued goes over like a lead balloon. While they're sticking perennial losers like The Moose in the main event slot, I'll be beating every piece of garbage wrestler they throw at me. NAPW, I will get another shot at the title. That my friends, you can bank on.
Casino pulls on his other wrestling boot and beings lacing it up as well. Frankie Baby is now telling people he did things "My Way"
Casino: I also want to discuss the Rat Pack. Granted DX recently captured the NAPW Tag Titles, they failed miserably in what should have been their main goal of the Joker's Wild event. They failed to protect me. They dropped the ball and let people like Moose ruin what should have been my night. DX I only employ the best. While I'm aware that you're now Tag Team Champions, I look at my waist...And feel naked. With that being said let me be the first to say...Kyle, Beast...Your asses are fired from The Rat Pack. As of now only myself and my boy Evan Cartwright comprise the group known as the Rat Pack. As far as Terry Brandon goes, it's your call bud. Stick with Evan and I, or go with you precious tag champs.
Casino laughs and brushes a stray hair out of his eyes.
Casino: I never did like teaming with those useless Canadians any damn way. Phew, okay now that I've fired DX and exposed NAPW as being filled with political whores I guess we should get to J.C. Cook. Cook, was brave enough to accept my challenge for this upcoming Monday Night Fights. Cook, who you all remember, is the same cat who got his ass kicked by a street bum. Cook, as you NAPW fans will notice has never and will never be anywhere close to a main event position. Nor has he held a piece of NAPW gold. Cook...The Travelli holds gold and your sorry monkey ass doesn't. That should sum it up for everyone.
Mr. Cook is the consummate choke artist. He gets a big match...And pisses it away. He will forever be labeled an underachiever and for good reason. This is the guy who milked his "injury" from Misery until the guy left the promotion, THEN he made his return to the ring. Hardly a coincidence. No I think Mr. Cook is just a flat out bitch. A little boy who can't win the big one. At Monday Night Fights I'll once again shove Cook down the ladder. Maybe this time he'll finally get it into his head that his sorry ass is simply...A stepping stone for people like me.
Cook, you disgraceful donkey molester, On January 30th I make my comeback by beating your ass like you stole from me. At Monday Night Fights I take down another waste of roster space in J.C Cook and continue in my quest to regain the NAPW Title. You can talk all the noise you want about me boy. But the fact remains, you're a loser now and after Monday Night Fights, you'll remain one. But hey, don't cry, I'm sure with several months of hard training you could maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe beat Travelli for that TV Belt. So perk up kid. You might suck, but you will always have a future...In my shadow.
Casino waves us away as we go dark.
- cut to a commercial for J.C. Cook action figure! Complete with mat burns from being pinned so damn often! Only at ChrisCasino.com! -