Post by ManofSteel on May 23, 2017 15:23:57 GMT -5
A podium is set up inside Club Legends, Maurice Graham’s night club in Hartford Ct. In front of the podium are several reporters and photographers all chatting with each other waiting for the SAP National Champion, Vince Steel. He called for this impromptu press conference, and the rumors on the internet exploded. Ever since Delilah Jane Dean surprisingly and suddenly walked out of SAP, many people would assume that one of her biggest supporters, who has been at war with many other wrestlers on twitter, would follow suit.
Suddenly the room goes silent as from the back of the room a door opens and out comes Vince Steel. He is in a black suit with a white shirt and red tie. Over his shoulder is the SAP National Championship. He makes his way to the podium. Once he arrives he stands for a moment looking out at all of the reporters in attendance. After the camera clicks tone down, he places the title on the podium, displaying it in front of him.
If you had told me seven years ago that I would be standing here a professional wrestling champion, I would have laughed in your face. See at that time I was getting ready to graduate high school. I was set to go to a good school on a football scholarship to study engineering. Pro wrestling was not even on my radar. But then my life changed. I was arrested and spent five years in prison. Five years of being locked up and innocent. I didn’t know if I would ever be a free man again…let alone a champion. But I got out and when I did it was time to make something of myself. It was time to brush off my shoulders, and rebuild my life. And with the help of family, I became a wrestler.
Spirit and Pride gave me my first shot. They signed me and started me on this path. When I arrived, I’ll admit, I had a chip on my shoulder. I felt like the world owed me something for taking way what I thought was supposed to be my future. I refused to let anyone tear me down again. This is what led to that first SAP show where I put Eligio Noguerra through a table backstage. He took it upon himself to run me down and bad mouth me, I took it upon myself to try and break him. And even though seeing his prone body covered in snack cakes and cheese dip was satisfying. I knew it was wrong. You see I was still living the life of a resident in state pen. You see inside, if someone disrespects you, or tests your mettel, you check that son of a bitch quick, otherwise you become a target.
But this isn’t prison…it’s professional wrestling right? People trash talk all the time. It’s part of the business. So I decided to put away that state of mind. I didn’t want to just be looked at as a bully or someone that needed to be…put in a cage.
Fast forward some time and I have worked my way up the ranks of the SAP. I and facing everyone they but in front of me and I am proving that I belong here. I never cheated, I never got help from #TheFam, I stood and fought with and for the SAP against a group of guys wanted to kill the brand. And when a huge chunk of the roster walked out on this brand, I stayed and I worked my ass off to represent the company that gave me my shot.
And then I won this belt.
Vince takes a moment to look down at the belt.
VINCE: I guess I expected…something…anything. But instead I was met with indifference. And I’ll admit, it pissed me off. So yeah I took to twitter and I ranted. And although it probably wasn’t the best look, I don’t think I was wrong. And at no time did I say I was the greatest in the world and that everyone should bow to my will. I just thought a simple “congrats” on twitter would have been nice. Hell you have 140 characters I only asked for seven. But apparently everyone else did think it wrong, because the flood gates opened and I without defending that title one time became the most hated man in wrestling.And I get it. I’m the champ, and as the champ you have a target on your back. My cousin Terry has been a champion, my cousin Maurice held titles in Japan. I know what comes with holding the belt. However neither of them have been ridiculed and verbally attacked like I have. I make a statement on twitter not pertaining to a single person and I have 10 people telling me how horrible I am, how underserving I am to be a champion, even though I earned everything I have received just like they have. I have been called out of my name several times. I have been called trash not on my wrestling merits but just because. Random people that have never met me, or wrestled in the same organization that I wrestle in actually take the time to insult me. And lastly, I have had a man literally suggest sexually assaulting my mother…and his sister stating that once I’m beaten I’ll be hung by own hair.
Vince steps back from the podium. Obviously shaken by the words and the feelings they bring up.
VINCE: So because of this, and because I understand that this is a business that will continue whether I’m here or not, I have come to a realization. And that realization has led me to a decision, one that doesn’t come easy for me because I worked so hard to get here…to get to this place.
I am announcing that as of right now…The SAP National Championship…IS STAYING RIGHT HERE WITH ME!
And just like I did when the Hellfire Club tried to take over, and just like I did when things changed in the offices and everyone tucked tail and abandoned SAP, I’m going to be in that ring EVERY show with the weight of the company on my back!
Do you actually think that after all I’ve been through I was going to let cyber bullying defeat me? Everybody has something to say when they can say it through their electronic device of choice. I get to the arena for F#@k Trump, and nobody had anything to say. No one stepped to me to call me trash to my face. I even went to the ring and waited for ANYONE to come and take me on and no one showed. And you know what? That’s the problem! See I’m sitting here acting like a champion. I’m at the top of the food chain looking down at everyone as they reach up to pull me down. I’m waiting for someone to get on my level…but what I should be doing is thinking with the same train of thought I had when I first arrived in SAP. The train of thought that says “Get them before they get you”. The boys and girls in the back want to villainize me? I can be the villain. They want to talk to and about me like I’m less than human? I’m going to give them the opportunity to say it directly to my face!
So from here on out, whether you are Jessica Nitoh who is trying hard for her “senpai” Geki to notice her, but he’s too busy rubbing one out to his vast library of Power Rangers movies, or Felix Vialpando who scribbles in notepads, carries around toy belts and can only use pictures on twitter because he’s obviously too stupid to use actual words. Or even Felicity and Brandon Banks, the brother and sister duo who’s sibling rivalry either stems from weird sexual tension, or the fact that Felicity has a bigger dick than Brandon does. It doesn’t matter. From now on I’m not replying to your foolishness, or waiting for you to come to me, because let’s face it, the fact that all of your trash talking takes place on social media, automatically makes you a bitch. No I’m going to come to you, back stage, at the hotel, at the rent a car stall at the airport, where ever.
And this goes out to everyone else that found it fashionable to chime in on me. If you think you have what it takes. If you feel the need to “expose” me as a false champion, come to a show. Walk down to the ring and do it. Don’t talk about it be about it. I’m 6’6”,300 pounds, and I’m carrying this belt with me. I’m not hard to find!
This weekend regardless of who my partner is…or if no one at all shows up, I’m putting these size 14 ½ boots directly in the ass of the “Wannabee” and the Tit Pic Queen. And if my “partner” isn’t on board with it they will catch it too. Because the time of insults and bull shit for retweets and likes is over. Take those twitter fingers, ball them up in a fist and fight me! Cause I’m damn sure gonna fight you.
With that Steel takes the title off the podium, tossed over his shoulder and steps off the stage. Cameras are flashing and reporters are asking questions. The SAP National Champion ignores all of them and exits the room.