Post by Jake Keeton on Jul 14, 2013 21:28:17 GMT
I’ve been in this business a long damn time, too long according to some, but one of the first things I learned is not to ever let yourself get too close to anyone. I did some things last week that I’m not exactly proud of but they had to be done. Yeah, I leaped into the air and drove both of my feet into the face of a man who couldn’t even see to put his hands up to defend himself. I don’t apologize because he deserved it. What’s even worse is that I had to put on a loaded elbow pad and knock out a good friend of mine. Even though I said I did originally I don’t apologize for that either because he should have expected it and no matter how much he wants to deny it, he would have done the same thing if he were faced with the same circumstances. I hope one day he can forgive me though.
I feel like I’m standing at a crossroads in my career where decisions I’ve made in my personal life are catching up to me and affecting my professional life. It’s happened before but it always affected my career in a negative way, whether it was my fiancé at the time sleeping with my best friend and them both stabbing me in the back and costing me a World title back in 2005 or the kid I spent the last 6 months of 2012 training only for him to completely wreck my right knee which is what started everything that got me into the situation I am now. This time though the affects of said decision are affecting my career in a positive way. I don’t like doing the things that Julius King wants me to do, but I’ll be damned if I’m not winning because of it.
I’ll continue to win at Sacrifice too when I step into the ring with three other men who, like myself, were just tossed into a match that means absolutely nothing other than one of us is going to get another W on the left hand side of our record, well another for all of us except JackHammer he has none and that’s not changing but I’ll get to him later. It feels like the four of us were tossed into this match because there was no where else on the card to put us. It could be looked at as a waste of time or it could be looked at as a chance to make a very bold statement a week before a Pay Per View. I’m going with option number two and I plan on riding that momentum I get from beating the current Man of Steel Champion, a fellow Cruiserweight with his eyes on the same prize as me, and an enormous pile of worthless all the way to Lineage.
I’ll start with the person I have the most in common with, Alex Jones. It’s actually scary how much we have in common both in our private lives and in wrestling. Former Champions? Check. Future Champions? Check. Proud fathers? Check. Devoted husbands? Check. Good Men? That’s yet to be decided in both cases. I feel like I am, but if you listen to Brad Kane, and the fans last week when I hit him with that loaded elbow pad and kicked Mike Machado in the face they tend to disagree. I wish that someone could see things from my point of view and maybe that’s you Alex. Would you kill for your family? Stab all your friends in the back? I will. If that make me a bad person than I guess I am.
Then when I look back on some of your old tapes and hear stories of things you’ve done I realize we’re even more alike. I did all the things you have in the past, all simply for personal gain and to get ahead. I’ve also sworn to anyone that would listen that I had changed; I was a kinder, gentler Jake Keeton. Then I was presented with a situation where I could use someone, I could manipulate them until I got what I wanted and toss them aside or even worse, bury that knife deep in their back. I regret it, I’m not proud of it, and I’d like to think it’ll never happen again but I know me and I’m not making any promises. Stop lying to yourself and everyone else Alex, saying you’ve changed and actually changing are two different things. I heard this somewhere and it really fits this situation; I’d rather be an honest sinner than a lying hypocrite.
It’s apparent that your quest to prove to people that you’ve changed has made you soft too Alex. You doubt yourself. I’m a wrestling fan and when I’m bored I like to sit and watch old wrestling promos on YouTube. Old Alex Jones promos were from a guy that was full of confidence and who would tell his opponent just how bad he was going to beat him. Nowadays it’s all about respect and how great your opponents are. That’s all well and good, I show respect where it’s due too but I’m not afraid to tell someone I think I can beat them. You’re so focused on being the nice guy that you’re afraid if you look into a camera and tell someone you’re going to come to the ring and beat their ass it’ll make you a bad guy. Well Al, I’m coming to the ring this week and I’m gonna beat your ass. I guess I’m a bad guy.
Not nearly as bad as the loudmouth rookie Ryan Blade though, ain’t that right Ryan? I’ll be honest; I think you’re the best thing going here. You exude every bit of confidence that Alex Jones lacks a thousand times over. You’re the type of guy that people hate to admit they like but I’m not the least bit worried about admitting it. You’re a special kind of talent that has absolutely everything going for him. You’ve got the girl, you’ve got the looks, you’ve got the gold, and you’ve got the undefeated record. I almost feel bad that I have to be the reason that one of those “you’ve got” has to be changed to “you had” after Sacrifice. Since I’m happily married and your title isn’t on the line that means I’m either gonna break your face or your undefeated streak.
I remember being 21 years old, I’d already been wrestling two years at that point but I was still young and naïve just like you Ryan. I had people saying all the things about me they’re saying about you and I was still busting my ass at flea markets and Army depots not a stage like you’re getting exposed on in IWF. I thought I was unbeatable and unbreakable but we’re all just humans made of flesh and bone and even the best in the world get beaten and broken at one point or another. This week I plan to either beat you or break you, not because I have anything against you, I’ve already said how great I think you are, I just think you need to be humbled.
It will be this old man’s honor to humble you Ryan. Sure I was already wrestling when you were barely out of diapers, I don’t think my age is much of a secret but in case anyone is unsure I’m 36 years old and I’ll be damned if I’m “over the hill”. There was a point where I thought my best days were behind me but for the last couple of years I’ve had a career resurgence. I’ve said it multiple times since I signed with IWF but I am ever evolving. I’m in the best shape I’ve ever been in my life and do consider this my prime. I’m not the same man I used to be Ryan, I’m better. In fact I dare to say that unfortunately for you and your chances of walking out of Sacrifice still undefeated you’re about to step into the ring with the best Jake Keeton that’s ever put on a pair of boots.
I hope your career lasts as long as mine has Ryan. I’m sure I’ll still be a fan long after I’ve rode off into the sunset and I hope that you look back on the July 15th 2013 edition of IWF Monday Night Sacrifice as the night that Jake Keeton put your lights out and taught you that in this business there’s no such thing as a “Sure Thing,” This loss that I’m going to hand you will sting and it’ll really do some major damage to that ego of yours right now but I promise you’ll look back and thank me one day.
The final guy in the match, JackHammer should be thanking the match making God’s for allowing him into the same ring as myself, Alex, and Ryan. It’s like when Stephen Kingsley got thrown in the ring with me and Spike Kane a few weeks ago except at least Spike and Kingsley had some beef. You’re not gonna win this match Jack, in fact you’re more likely to fit into a Mazda Miata. That’s not to say you won’t be a factor at all, you’re too damn big not too. You may have those moments where you look like you’re unstoppable and toss the three of us around like ragdolls. Then reality will set in and you’ll do something that big goofy oafs like you always do in these situations and you’ll lose.
My first exposure to you was the very first week in IWF, It’s really odd to me how I’ve crossed paths with so many people here at one point or another but not you. I thought I I knew everyone and everyone knew me. Just like Brad Kane said, I’m just one of those guys in wrestling that everyone knows. The fact that I don’t know you or anything about you is why when I did catch what you said week one about being a legend I thought you were taking a page out of Mike Machado’s book and were trying to be funny. Then when I found out you were serious my emotions were all over the place. It went from being funny, to sad, then once I let it sink in a little it became downright hilarious. You talk like someone who should be taken serious but don’t have the skills to back up your mouth.
I may be wrong about you. You could come out and just destroy us all three but I think that’d shock everyone, even you. You’re big JackHammer, you look like you should be wrecking people on a weekly basis but instead you’re another in a long line of guys who’ve got nothing going for them other than the fact that they’re big. In the end though, talent always over comes size and this week ain’t any different.
Mark my words boys, Monday night in a match where nothing is at stake other than momentum and bragging rights I’m walking out the winner and there’s no one damn thing the three of you can do about it.
We open to the lobby of the lavishly decorated Embassy Suites Hotel in Indianapolis where all the wrestlers appearing on Sacrifice this week are staying. Jake Keeton dressed in black dress slacks and a light yellow dress shirt and tie stands at the check in desk with his hair pulled back and his ever present Aviator shades resting on top of his head. The desk attendant looks up from the computer.
Desk Attendant: May I help you sir?
Jake: I should have a room reserved, last name is Keeton.
The attendant pecks away at the keyboard.
Desk Attendant: Ah yes, you’re in room 312.
Before Jake can respond a voice can be heard behind him.
Voice: Looks like we’re gonna neighbors, dawg.
Jake instantly recognizes the voice as Julius King. Jake turns to see the smiling face of his unwanted agent.
Jake: What are you doing here Jules?
Julius: I’ve got a private meeting set up for tomorrow morning with Mr. de Monfort.
Jake: For what?
Julius: Just business Jake. Why don’t you finish checking in and we can go talk about it since our rooms are right next to each other.
Jake turns back to the desk attendant.
Jake: Anyway I could get a different room?
Desk Attendant: I’m sorry sir, we’re all booked up.
The attendant hands Jake a key card and he walks towards the elevators.
Julius: I’ll see you up there in a few minutes.
Jake: Great.
Jake steps on the elevator and the scene fades. It reopens with Jake, dressed the same as earlier only his tie is loosened up and the top button on his shirt is undone sitting on the foot of the bed in his room. A knock is heard at the door and Jake reluctantly gets up and answers it. Julius just walks in, still smiling and shuts the door behind him. Jake sits back down on the bed and Julius sits in a chair across from him.
Julius: I’m disappointed Jake, you don’t look the least bit happy to see me.
Jake: Why would I be?
Julius: Well you won last week, thanks to me.
Jake: Yeah well I don’t exactly feel great about how I did it. I walked past Brad in the lobby when I got here and he wouldn’t even look at me.
Julius: He’ll get over it or he’ll die mad. What I’m impressed with is how ruthless and cold you were at the end of Sacrifice. That’s a side of you I gotta say that I’m shocked to see, homey. Is old Julius getting to you?
Jake: That had nothing to do with you. This thing with me and that buffoon Machado ends next week in an official capacity or an unofficial one. I’m tired of playing with him I just want to end him.
Julius: I like that fire. Now how about this week? You ready to go in there and show those three other fools that you’re a force to be reckoned with?
Jake: Yeah I feel good, pretty confident I got this one.
Julius smiles wider and nods his head.
Julius: Good, good. I like that. You got Lucille with you just in case right?
Jake: Who?
Julius: The elbow pad, I gave it a name.
Jake: That’s stupid.
Julius: Na dawg, it’s cool trust me. BB King named his guitar Lucille. So did you bring it?
Jake: Yeah I brought it, but I don’t think I’m gonna use it. I can win without it.
Julius: Confidence is a good thing Jakey, but don’t do something stupid cause you think you can win. Wear Lucille for your match and guarantee it.
Jake lets out a sigh of frustration.
Jake: We’ll see. So what’s your meeting with Simon about?
Julius: Top secret, but if all goes well you’ll find out soon enough.
Jake’s frustration grows into anger and his tone changes.
Jake: Damn it Julius, if it has to do with my career it shouldn’t be a secret from me. Tell me.
Julius: I can’t do that, don’t want to get you all wound up and take your focus off the match.
Jake: You just being here has me wound up enough, tell me you son of bitch!
Julius: You’re wasting your breath homey, and that’s no way to talk to the man with your fate in his hands.
Jake: Just get the hell out of my room before I do something else I’m gonna regret.
Julius: Fine, if you wanna be that way. I was gonna offer to buy your dinner.
Jake: Yeah, with my money! Get out.
Julius, still smiling stands up and leaves the room while Jake just sits there fuming mad and the scene fades.
I feel like I’m standing at a crossroads in my career where decisions I’ve made in my personal life are catching up to me and affecting my professional life. It’s happened before but it always affected my career in a negative way, whether it was my fiancé at the time sleeping with my best friend and them both stabbing me in the back and costing me a World title back in 2005 or the kid I spent the last 6 months of 2012 training only for him to completely wreck my right knee which is what started everything that got me into the situation I am now. This time though the affects of said decision are affecting my career in a positive way. I don’t like doing the things that Julius King wants me to do, but I’ll be damned if I’m not winning because of it.
I’ll continue to win at Sacrifice too when I step into the ring with three other men who, like myself, were just tossed into a match that means absolutely nothing other than one of us is going to get another W on the left hand side of our record, well another for all of us except JackHammer he has none and that’s not changing but I’ll get to him later. It feels like the four of us were tossed into this match because there was no where else on the card to put us. It could be looked at as a waste of time or it could be looked at as a chance to make a very bold statement a week before a Pay Per View. I’m going with option number two and I plan on riding that momentum I get from beating the current Man of Steel Champion, a fellow Cruiserweight with his eyes on the same prize as me, and an enormous pile of worthless all the way to Lineage.
I’ll start with the person I have the most in common with, Alex Jones. It’s actually scary how much we have in common both in our private lives and in wrestling. Former Champions? Check. Future Champions? Check. Proud fathers? Check. Devoted husbands? Check. Good Men? That’s yet to be decided in both cases. I feel like I am, but if you listen to Brad Kane, and the fans last week when I hit him with that loaded elbow pad and kicked Mike Machado in the face they tend to disagree. I wish that someone could see things from my point of view and maybe that’s you Alex. Would you kill for your family? Stab all your friends in the back? I will. If that make me a bad person than I guess I am.
Then when I look back on some of your old tapes and hear stories of things you’ve done I realize we’re even more alike. I did all the things you have in the past, all simply for personal gain and to get ahead. I’ve also sworn to anyone that would listen that I had changed; I was a kinder, gentler Jake Keeton. Then I was presented with a situation where I could use someone, I could manipulate them until I got what I wanted and toss them aside or even worse, bury that knife deep in their back. I regret it, I’m not proud of it, and I’d like to think it’ll never happen again but I know me and I’m not making any promises. Stop lying to yourself and everyone else Alex, saying you’ve changed and actually changing are two different things. I heard this somewhere and it really fits this situation; I’d rather be an honest sinner than a lying hypocrite.
It’s apparent that your quest to prove to people that you’ve changed has made you soft too Alex. You doubt yourself. I’m a wrestling fan and when I’m bored I like to sit and watch old wrestling promos on YouTube. Old Alex Jones promos were from a guy that was full of confidence and who would tell his opponent just how bad he was going to beat him. Nowadays it’s all about respect and how great your opponents are. That’s all well and good, I show respect where it’s due too but I’m not afraid to tell someone I think I can beat them. You’re so focused on being the nice guy that you’re afraid if you look into a camera and tell someone you’re going to come to the ring and beat their ass it’ll make you a bad guy. Well Al, I’m coming to the ring this week and I’m gonna beat your ass. I guess I’m a bad guy.
Not nearly as bad as the loudmouth rookie Ryan Blade though, ain’t that right Ryan? I’ll be honest; I think you’re the best thing going here. You exude every bit of confidence that Alex Jones lacks a thousand times over. You’re the type of guy that people hate to admit they like but I’m not the least bit worried about admitting it. You’re a special kind of talent that has absolutely everything going for him. You’ve got the girl, you’ve got the looks, you’ve got the gold, and you’ve got the undefeated record. I almost feel bad that I have to be the reason that one of those “you’ve got” has to be changed to “you had” after Sacrifice. Since I’m happily married and your title isn’t on the line that means I’m either gonna break your face or your undefeated streak.
I remember being 21 years old, I’d already been wrestling two years at that point but I was still young and naïve just like you Ryan. I had people saying all the things about me they’re saying about you and I was still busting my ass at flea markets and Army depots not a stage like you’re getting exposed on in IWF. I thought I was unbeatable and unbreakable but we’re all just humans made of flesh and bone and even the best in the world get beaten and broken at one point or another. This week I plan to either beat you or break you, not because I have anything against you, I’ve already said how great I think you are, I just think you need to be humbled.
It will be this old man’s honor to humble you Ryan. Sure I was already wrestling when you were barely out of diapers, I don’t think my age is much of a secret but in case anyone is unsure I’m 36 years old and I’ll be damned if I’m “over the hill”. There was a point where I thought my best days were behind me but for the last couple of years I’ve had a career resurgence. I’ve said it multiple times since I signed with IWF but I am ever evolving. I’m in the best shape I’ve ever been in my life and do consider this my prime. I’m not the same man I used to be Ryan, I’m better. In fact I dare to say that unfortunately for you and your chances of walking out of Sacrifice still undefeated you’re about to step into the ring with the best Jake Keeton that’s ever put on a pair of boots.
I hope your career lasts as long as mine has Ryan. I’m sure I’ll still be a fan long after I’ve rode off into the sunset and I hope that you look back on the July 15th 2013 edition of IWF Monday Night Sacrifice as the night that Jake Keeton put your lights out and taught you that in this business there’s no such thing as a “Sure Thing,” This loss that I’m going to hand you will sting and it’ll really do some major damage to that ego of yours right now but I promise you’ll look back and thank me one day.
The final guy in the match, JackHammer should be thanking the match making God’s for allowing him into the same ring as myself, Alex, and Ryan. It’s like when Stephen Kingsley got thrown in the ring with me and Spike Kane a few weeks ago except at least Spike and Kingsley had some beef. You’re not gonna win this match Jack, in fact you’re more likely to fit into a Mazda Miata. That’s not to say you won’t be a factor at all, you’re too damn big not too. You may have those moments where you look like you’re unstoppable and toss the three of us around like ragdolls. Then reality will set in and you’ll do something that big goofy oafs like you always do in these situations and you’ll lose.
My first exposure to you was the very first week in IWF, It’s really odd to me how I’ve crossed paths with so many people here at one point or another but not you. I thought I I knew everyone and everyone knew me. Just like Brad Kane said, I’m just one of those guys in wrestling that everyone knows. The fact that I don’t know you or anything about you is why when I did catch what you said week one about being a legend I thought you were taking a page out of Mike Machado’s book and were trying to be funny. Then when I found out you were serious my emotions were all over the place. It went from being funny, to sad, then once I let it sink in a little it became downright hilarious. You talk like someone who should be taken serious but don’t have the skills to back up your mouth.
I may be wrong about you. You could come out and just destroy us all three but I think that’d shock everyone, even you. You’re big JackHammer, you look like you should be wrecking people on a weekly basis but instead you’re another in a long line of guys who’ve got nothing going for them other than the fact that they’re big. In the end though, talent always over comes size and this week ain’t any different.
Mark my words boys, Monday night in a match where nothing is at stake other than momentum and bragging rights I’m walking out the winner and there’s no one damn thing the three of you can do about it.
We open to the lobby of the lavishly decorated Embassy Suites Hotel in Indianapolis where all the wrestlers appearing on Sacrifice this week are staying. Jake Keeton dressed in black dress slacks and a light yellow dress shirt and tie stands at the check in desk with his hair pulled back and his ever present Aviator shades resting on top of his head. The desk attendant looks up from the computer.
Desk Attendant: May I help you sir?
Jake: I should have a room reserved, last name is Keeton.
The attendant pecks away at the keyboard.
Desk Attendant: Ah yes, you’re in room 312.
Before Jake can respond a voice can be heard behind him.
Voice: Looks like we’re gonna neighbors, dawg.
Jake instantly recognizes the voice as Julius King. Jake turns to see the smiling face of his unwanted agent.
Jake: What are you doing here Jules?
Julius: I’ve got a private meeting set up for tomorrow morning with Mr. de Monfort.
Jake: For what?
Julius: Just business Jake. Why don’t you finish checking in and we can go talk about it since our rooms are right next to each other.
Jake turns back to the desk attendant.
Jake: Anyway I could get a different room?
Desk Attendant: I’m sorry sir, we’re all booked up.
The attendant hands Jake a key card and he walks towards the elevators.
Julius: I’ll see you up there in a few minutes.
Jake: Great.
Jake steps on the elevator and the scene fades. It reopens with Jake, dressed the same as earlier only his tie is loosened up and the top button on his shirt is undone sitting on the foot of the bed in his room. A knock is heard at the door and Jake reluctantly gets up and answers it. Julius just walks in, still smiling and shuts the door behind him. Jake sits back down on the bed and Julius sits in a chair across from him.
Julius: I’m disappointed Jake, you don’t look the least bit happy to see me.
Jake: Why would I be?
Julius: Well you won last week, thanks to me.
Jake: Yeah well I don’t exactly feel great about how I did it. I walked past Brad in the lobby when I got here and he wouldn’t even look at me.
Julius: He’ll get over it or he’ll die mad. What I’m impressed with is how ruthless and cold you were at the end of Sacrifice. That’s a side of you I gotta say that I’m shocked to see, homey. Is old Julius getting to you?
Jake: That had nothing to do with you. This thing with me and that buffoon Machado ends next week in an official capacity or an unofficial one. I’m tired of playing with him I just want to end him.
Julius: I like that fire. Now how about this week? You ready to go in there and show those three other fools that you’re a force to be reckoned with?
Jake: Yeah I feel good, pretty confident I got this one.
Julius smiles wider and nods his head.
Julius: Good, good. I like that. You got Lucille with you just in case right?
Jake: Who?
Julius: The elbow pad, I gave it a name.
Jake: That’s stupid.
Julius: Na dawg, it’s cool trust me. BB King named his guitar Lucille. So did you bring it?
Jake: Yeah I brought it, but I don’t think I’m gonna use it. I can win without it.
Julius: Confidence is a good thing Jakey, but don’t do something stupid cause you think you can win. Wear Lucille for your match and guarantee it.
Jake lets out a sigh of frustration.
Jake: We’ll see. So what’s your meeting with Simon about?
Julius: Top secret, but if all goes well you’ll find out soon enough.
Jake’s frustration grows into anger and his tone changes.
Jake: Damn it Julius, if it has to do with my career it shouldn’t be a secret from me. Tell me.
Julius: I can’t do that, don’t want to get you all wound up and take your focus off the match.
Jake: You just being here has me wound up enough, tell me you son of bitch!
Julius: You’re wasting your breath homey, and that’s no way to talk to the man with your fate in his hands.
Jake: Just get the hell out of my room before I do something else I’m gonna regret.
Julius: Fine, if you wanna be that way. I was gonna offer to buy your dinner.
Jake: Yeah, with my money! Get out.
Julius, still smiling stands up and leaves the room while Jake just sits there fuming mad and the scene fades.
Well howdy there pardner.