Post by The Ace on Feb 21, 2015 19:20:08 GMT
The scene opens with The Ace wearing a classic King Of Diamonds T-Shirt from the now defunct line of NCW merchandise.
This is going to be fun.
For the first time in a long time I can say that about a match and actually believe it. This is going to be the kind of match I've wanted so many more times than I have gotten. This Sunday I get to celebrate a dozen years as a professional wrestler, and unlike in years past where that meant I was confronted by some jumped up little shit who was looking to make a name for himself at my expense, this year I don't have to worry about that because I face somebody who has already made a name for himself in this company and in this business.
Rob "Mother Lovin'" Diamond.
The Ace grins.
You know Rob, looking back I still can't believe that we've been in this business together for seven years. I still can't believe that my first ever match against you was in March 2008, and a couple of months after that in May, I got married. Isn't it amazing to think that you and I Rob have been doing this now for almost as long as I have been married? Seven years, boy...
The Ace runs a hand through his hair.
Seven years, and to think I still remember it all like it was yesterday. I remember the young man back then who told the world that he became a wrestler because of me. I remember a younger, more naive Rob Diamond who had no problem admitting to the world that I inspired him to transition from armchair wrestling fan to the Greatest Professional Wrestler of All Time. Long before I truly accepted my moniker and my place in this industry as the Apex Of Evolution, I started the evolution of Rob Diamond.
You're very welcome for that, by the way.
Most people mocked and ridiculed you for fashioning yourself after somebody like me, including your dear sweet big sister Shelly, but then we both know who she ended up sharing beds with so I guess irony does have something of a perverse sense of humour. Speaking of which, some people even thought I was too stupid to see the joke you were making at my expense, but I knew the truth.
It wasn't mockery, it was adulation.
Only you've become so adept at blurring the line between fact and farce, nobody else can see what I see.
They look at you and they see in you the same things they see in me. They're all so eager to paint us with the same brush of worthless joke and mindless ego, that they have never seen our potential. I saw the potential in you Rob, I saw it way back in fact. I saw a King in the making. It's just a shame that all that was in NCW, a place where the Knite Family had the monopoly on all things, including who went down in their six year history as the Kings and the Aces of the sport.
Those honours went to Lance Ryan and Adam Knite, between them, they made sure that they would forever be their names and their faces would forever be associated with New Championship Wrestling, and in doing so they relegated the real workhorses like you and me Rob to some perpetual midcard hell, some worthless joke to trot out there and pass the time before the real show stealing talent came out there to thoroughly entertain the fans.
I know that bothered you Rob, how could it not? You my friend are nothing if not a born entertainer. You know how to go out there and put on a show, you know how to step through that curtain and give the people what they want, what they deserve, and because this is not NCW and because this is IWF, we have been given our due, we have been given our opportunity. We will go out there this weekend and give the fans everything we have.
We will steal the show.
We've come a long way buddy, and we've done it all together.
I know you are in the business of giving your fans what they need, and that they've never had to ask, but I am asking you Rob, not as a fan or an an opponent, I'm asking you as a friend, will you give me what I need this Sunday? Will you give me every reason to celebrate my dozen years in this business?
Will you do that for me?
Will you do the one thing Spike Kane never could and put your ego aside for me? Tell me Rob, tell me you understand how important this is to me. Tell me you know how excited I am to be sharing a ring with you, my brother from another mother. We are infamous, my friend. Every time we set foot back in between those ropes, it means something special. It means something big is about to happen.
Matches like these, moments like these, they just don't happen everyday.
I am 41 years old, I am not sure how many more of these special little moments I have left in my career, so I fully intend to make each and every single last one of them count. Honestly Rob, that is why I thought that there was nobody worthy of sharing a moment in that ring with me on such a special occasion, but then you showed up.
You came out there last week and you laid out a challenge to me man to man, and because I looked into your eyes and for the first time in seven years I saw the determination I used to see in you, I had to respect that.
I had to respect you.
Make no mistake Rob, it is out of that respect that I shook your hand and not your jaw for coming out there and interrupting a beautiful moment between me and my wife. If it had been anybody else, they'd have been planted face first into the canvas right there and then, but because for the first time in over half a decade I saw you look up to me as a friend and not down at me as an opponent, I accepted.
I don't have many friends Rob, never mind friends who I would allow to intrude on a very special Valentine's moment between myself and my wife. I allowed you to be a part of my moment at Sacrifice and now I will allow you to be a part of my moment at Danger Zone.
Remember that Rob, remember why you're going to be in the ring with me on Sunday. You want to be a part of my celebration, you want to be a part of my milestone, you want to be a part of this landmark moment of my career, and you want to be part of my legacy.
Remember that Rob, remember why you're out there sharing in my spotlight, dear friend.
Don't listen to Spike, he has always resented me for being able to hold onto the one thing he never could, the one thing more precious and more coveted by him as a man than anything else, love. True love. I am not about to set you up for anything Rob, except maybe the greatest match of our careers so far.
Something tells me neither us as competitors or anybody else will soon forget the magic we're going to create in that ring together. I will be beautiful. A true testament to the art of professional wrestling.
You're going out there as my friend on Sunday, and as my friend, I expect you to support me. As my friend, I expect you to do the right thing, and as my friend I know you will give me a moment to remember.. I know you won't try to ruin this for me like Cliff did last month. I know this because you're not some worthless hobo, you're the Greatest Of All Time.
I know at the end of the night, you will have helped show my family why I still do this, why it still thrills me, and why even after all these years...
I am still the most valuable card in the deck.
Jake Conway knocks on the door.
"Come in..."
The voice of his eight year old daughter, Solitaire always made him smile. Jake opens the door to her bedroom slowly, and pops his head around to check in on her.
Both Solitaire and her little sister Domino are sat on the bed and both grin as they see him.
Solitaire and Domino: Daddy!
Jake grins and then turns to the television in her room and instantly recognises that she is watching Disney's Frozen, again. It was by far her favourite movie at least for this week, whilst she had been ill. The feeling of seeing her looking so much better was made even greater by seeing his two daughters spending time together.
Jake enters the room and shuts the door behind him.
Jake: How are you feeling today, Soli?
Solitaire coughs slightly, enough to let Jake know she was well enough to be putting it on, to try and keep the "Upstairs TV" in her room a little longer. Jake had moved it and the Blu-ray player from it's usual place in his and Kathy's bedroom to keep her entertained whilst she got over her little stomach bug.
It was a privilege he did not want her to get used to. He was not in the habit of unnecessarily spoiling his children, because both he and Kathy agreed that, spoiling them rotten would never teach them the value of the important things in life. He wanted his daughters to have a clear sense of the difference between a luxury and an entitlement.
Solitaire: A little better daddy...
The way she trailed off, he knew there was more coming as he walked over to her bed, sat down and kissed her on the forehead. She looked up at him through her mother's opal blue eyes.
Solitaire: Daddy...
Here it comes, he knew it, so much so that he mimicked the words as they came out of her mouth, causing Domino to laugh.
Solitaire: Can I keep the TV in here, pleeeeaassseee?
Solitaire grins as Jake sighs.
Jake: I knew that was coming....
Solitaire: Well, can I?
Jake: Honey, we talked about this, remember?
Solitaire frowns.
Solitaire: But why? Charlie's dad bought her a TV for her room, and she wasn't even sick.
Charlotte Wilde was one of Solitaire's friends at school as far as he knew. From what he had heard, the Wildes were true to their name when it came to excessive indulgence and as such made no secret of spoiling their only daughter.
Jake: Charlie doesn't have a sister though, does she? Charlie doesn't have to share with anyone else. If we bought you a TV for your room, then it would be only fair if we bought Min one for her room too, and then both of you would spend all your time in your rooms and not downstairs with me and your mother. You know how important it is for us to spend time together as a family, don't you?
Solitaire sighs, disappointed, but nods.
Jake: Especially with my and your mommy's new job, we won't get as much time together anymore, so we should make the most of it.
Solitaire: Your job sucks! What is the point of you and Mommy going away all the time if you're not even going to try winning anymore?
Such an outburst was unusual from Solitaire, Jake knew she was probably just upset about the TV situation and didn't really mean anything by it, but it still struck him pretty hard. He didn't have many uses left for his practiced poker face these days, but now he showed it to his baby girl. He couldn't let her see that she had taken a swipe at his pride as a performer in that ring. Every match he still wrestled today was still for his family, after all.
Jake: Winning isn't everything, Soli.
Solitaire: I know that Dad, but still it would be nice to see you with a title again. It would be nice to tell Charlie that she can watch my dad on TV in her room, since she has one.
Solitaire turns her attention back to the TV as Elsa walks up the frozen mountain and bursts into her signature song. He knew it was Solitaire's favourite number from the movie, and he had heard her sing along to it more than once, but as she softly sang along this time, he couldn't help but find a deeper meaning to the words of this innocuous Disney tune.
As his daughter reached the chorus, Jake no longer heard Princess Elsa, he only heard his own little Princess telling him to let it go...
This is going to be fun.
For the first time in a long time I can say that about a match and actually believe it. This is going to be the kind of match I've wanted so many more times than I have gotten. This Sunday I get to celebrate a dozen years as a professional wrestler, and unlike in years past where that meant I was confronted by some jumped up little shit who was looking to make a name for himself at my expense, this year I don't have to worry about that because I face somebody who has already made a name for himself in this company and in this business.
Rob "Mother Lovin'" Diamond.
The Ace grins.
You know Rob, looking back I still can't believe that we've been in this business together for seven years. I still can't believe that my first ever match against you was in March 2008, and a couple of months after that in May, I got married. Isn't it amazing to think that you and I Rob have been doing this now for almost as long as I have been married? Seven years, boy...
The Ace runs a hand through his hair.
Seven years, and to think I still remember it all like it was yesterday. I remember the young man back then who told the world that he became a wrestler because of me. I remember a younger, more naive Rob Diamond who had no problem admitting to the world that I inspired him to transition from armchair wrestling fan to the Greatest Professional Wrestler of All Time. Long before I truly accepted my moniker and my place in this industry as the Apex Of Evolution, I started the evolution of Rob Diamond.
You're very welcome for that, by the way.
Most people mocked and ridiculed you for fashioning yourself after somebody like me, including your dear sweet big sister Shelly, but then we both know who she ended up sharing beds with so I guess irony does have something of a perverse sense of humour. Speaking of which, some people even thought I was too stupid to see the joke you were making at my expense, but I knew the truth.
It wasn't mockery, it was adulation.
Only you've become so adept at blurring the line between fact and farce, nobody else can see what I see.
They look at you and they see in you the same things they see in me. They're all so eager to paint us with the same brush of worthless joke and mindless ego, that they have never seen our potential. I saw the potential in you Rob, I saw it way back in fact. I saw a King in the making. It's just a shame that all that was in NCW, a place where the Knite Family had the monopoly on all things, including who went down in their six year history as the Kings and the Aces of the sport.
Those honours went to Lance Ryan and Adam Knite, between them, they made sure that they would forever be their names and their faces would forever be associated with New Championship Wrestling, and in doing so they relegated the real workhorses like you and me Rob to some perpetual midcard hell, some worthless joke to trot out there and pass the time before the real show stealing talent came out there to thoroughly entertain the fans.
I know that bothered you Rob, how could it not? You my friend are nothing if not a born entertainer. You know how to go out there and put on a show, you know how to step through that curtain and give the people what they want, what they deserve, and because this is not NCW and because this is IWF, we have been given our due, we have been given our opportunity. We will go out there this weekend and give the fans everything we have.
We will steal the show.
We've come a long way buddy, and we've done it all together.
I know you are in the business of giving your fans what they need, and that they've never had to ask, but I am asking you Rob, not as a fan or an an opponent, I'm asking you as a friend, will you give me what I need this Sunday? Will you give me every reason to celebrate my dozen years in this business?
Will you do that for me?
Will you do the one thing Spike Kane never could and put your ego aside for me? Tell me Rob, tell me you understand how important this is to me. Tell me you know how excited I am to be sharing a ring with you, my brother from another mother. We are infamous, my friend. Every time we set foot back in between those ropes, it means something special. It means something big is about to happen.
Matches like these, moments like these, they just don't happen everyday.
I am 41 years old, I am not sure how many more of these special little moments I have left in my career, so I fully intend to make each and every single last one of them count. Honestly Rob, that is why I thought that there was nobody worthy of sharing a moment in that ring with me on such a special occasion, but then you showed up.
You came out there last week and you laid out a challenge to me man to man, and because I looked into your eyes and for the first time in seven years I saw the determination I used to see in you, I had to respect that.
I had to respect you.
Make no mistake Rob, it is out of that respect that I shook your hand and not your jaw for coming out there and interrupting a beautiful moment between me and my wife. If it had been anybody else, they'd have been planted face first into the canvas right there and then, but because for the first time in over half a decade I saw you look up to me as a friend and not down at me as an opponent, I accepted.
I don't have many friends Rob, never mind friends who I would allow to intrude on a very special Valentine's moment between myself and my wife. I allowed you to be a part of my moment at Sacrifice and now I will allow you to be a part of my moment at Danger Zone.
Remember that Rob, remember why you're going to be in the ring with me on Sunday. You want to be a part of my celebration, you want to be a part of my milestone, you want to be a part of this landmark moment of my career, and you want to be part of my legacy.
Remember that Rob, remember why you're out there sharing in my spotlight, dear friend.
Don't listen to Spike, he has always resented me for being able to hold onto the one thing he never could, the one thing more precious and more coveted by him as a man than anything else, love. True love. I am not about to set you up for anything Rob, except maybe the greatest match of our careers so far.
Something tells me neither us as competitors or anybody else will soon forget the magic we're going to create in that ring together. I will be beautiful. A true testament to the art of professional wrestling.
You're going out there as my friend on Sunday, and as my friend, I expect you to support me. As my friend, I expect you to do the right thing, and as my friend I know you will give me a moment to remember.. I know you won't try to ruin this for me like Cliff did last month. I know this because you're not some worthless hobo, you're the Greatest Of All Time.
I know at the end of the night, you will have helped show my family why I still do this, why it still thrills me, and why even after all these years...
I am still the most valuable card in the deck.
Jake Conway knocks on the door.
"Come in..."
The voice of his eight year old daughter, Solitaire always made him smile. Jake opens the door to her bedroom slowly, and pops his head around to check in on her.
Both Solitaire and her little sister Domino are sat on the bed and both grin as they see him.
Solitaire and Domino: Daddy!
Jake grins and then turns to the television in her room and instantly recognises that she is watching Disney's Frozen, again. It was by far her favourite movie at least for this week, whilst she had been ill. The feeling of seeing her looking so much better was made even greater by seeing his two daughters spending time together.
Jake enters the room and shuts the door behind him.
Jake: How are you feeling today, Soli?
Solitaire coughs slightly, enough to let Jake know she was well enough to be putting it on, to try and keep the "Upstairs TV" in her room a little longer. Jake had moved it and the Blu-ray player from it's usual place in his and Kathy's bedroom to keep her entertained whilst she got over her little stomach bug.
It was a privilege he did not want her to get used to. He was not in the habit of unnecessarily spoiling his children, because both he and Kathy agreed that, spoiling them rotten would never teach them the value of the important things in life. He wanted his daughters to have a clear sense of the difference between a luxury and an entitlement.
Solitaire: A little better daddy...
The way she trailed off, he knew there was more coming as he walked over to her bed, sat down and kissed her on the forehead. She looked up at him through her mother's opal blue eyes.
Solitaire: Daddy...
Here it comes, he knew it, so much so that he mimicked the words as they came out of her mouth, causing Domino to laugh.
Solitaire: Can I keep the TV in here, pleeeeaassseee?
Solitaire grins as Jake sighs.
Jake: I knew that was coming....
Solitaire: Well, can I?
Jake: Honey, we talked about this, remember?
Solitaire frowns.
Solitaire: But why? Charlie's dad bought her a TV for her room, and she wasn't even sick.
Charlotte Wilde was one of Solitaire's friends at school as far as he knew. From what he had heard, the Wildes were true to their name when it came to excessive indulgence and as such made no secret of spoiling their only daughter.
Jake: Charlie doesn't have a sister though, does she? Charlie doesn't have to share with anyone else. If we bought you a TV for your room, then it would be only fair if we bought Min one for her room too, and then both of you would spend all your time in your rooms and not downstairs with me and your mother. You know how important it is for us to spend time together as a family, don't you?
Solitaire sighs, disappointed, but nods.
Jake: Especially with my and your mommy's new job, we won't get as much time together anymore, so we should make the most of it.
Solitaire: Your job sucks! What is the point of you and Mommy going away all the time if you're not even going to try winning anymore?
Such an outburst was unusual from Solitaire, Jake knew she was probably just upset about the TV situation and didn't really mean anything by it, but it still struck him pretty hard. He didn't have many uses left for his practiced poker face these days, but now he showed it to his baby girl. He couldn't let her see that she had taken a swipe at his pride as a performer in that ring. Every match he still wrestled today was still for his family, after all.
Jake: Winning isn't everything, Soli.
Solitaire: I know that Dad, but still it would be nice to see you with a title again. It would be nice to tell Charlie that she can watch my dad on TV in her room, since she has one.
Solitaire turns her attention back to the TV as Elsa walks up the frozen mountain and bursts into her signature song. He knew it was Solitaire's favourite number from the movie, and he had heard her sing along to it more than once, but as she softly sang along this time, he couldn't help but find a deeper meaning to the words of this innocuous Disney tune.
As his daughter reached the chorus, Jake no longer heard Princess Elsa, he only heard his own little Princess telling him to let it go...
Well howdy there pardner.