Post by Blaze on Jan 25, 2003 20:42:36 GMT -5
The scene fades in, and we open up to the sight of Blaze....The crowd can be heard in the arena cheering loudly, and as we zoom out we see Bobby Hall sitting opposite of Blaze holding some pieces of paper in his hand, presumed to be questions that Bobby has written down for the interview. Blaze has his fingers twined together as he leans forward with his Hard Title draped over his shoulder. Bobby Hall clears his throat before looking up at Blaze.
Bobby Hall: “Before we get started, I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to let me interview you...I appreciate it..”
Blaze nods his head, ushering Hall to move on.
Bobby Hall: “Okay Blaze, at the last Perfection you went one on one with the beast of the TWD....The seven foot tall Cyanide. The match was for your Hard Title, and that meant everything was allowed. The match seemed pretty even from what I saw, but the tide shifted when your long time enemy, and sometimes even friend, Shadow interfered and gave you the chance to hit the Firestarter and get the win. What are your thoughts on the occurrences last night?”
Blaze separates his hands and rubs his chin with his right hand before looking up at Bobby Hall.
Blaze: “My thoughts?.....My thoughts are pretty clear. Last night at Perfection, when we were in that match I am not going to lie to you and tell you that it was a breeze....Cyanide is one tought son of a bitch, but he couldn’t beat me in a normal match any day of the week... But this was a hardcore match, so I guess it gave him a little edge....After all, we were going for MY hardcore title....”
Blaze pats his title before he continues speaking.
Blaze: “Now Cyanide is running around talking about how he got screwed, but incase he forgot this WAS a hardcore match and anything goes. It’s not my problem that Shadow came out and whooped his ass....That has nothing to do with me.... Anyway, I hit Cyanide with the Firestarter for the 1..2..3, and that’s the end of that. I don’t want to hear no more of Cyanide’s bullshit complaining just because he was beat last night. I told you, if he wants to take me in a one on one WRESTLING match, I will destroy him. He can bring it.....He will just get beat down....”
Bobby Hall nods as he looks at something on the paper he holds and then looks back up at Blaze.
Bobby Hall: “Speaking of beat downs.....Before your match at the last Perfection, you were in Bruce Bolt’s corner. You beat down both The Hardway AND The Big Red Man, and then after the match was over you helped Bolt by locking in that devastating double team submission move. Do you have anything to say about that?”
Blaze: “Well Hall, you are right...I did beat down both “The Hard-on” and Big Red Retard, and I liked it....Those two walked in here like they were big and bad, but I showed them what happens when you f*** around with people like me. To me, they are nothing but a bunch of junkies following around an even bigger piece of shit that calls himself Martz Virus. Martz thought he was tough too, but when Bolt made him tap and scream like a little bitch with the Boltshooter he wasn’t too tough then, was he?....NO, he wasn’t... and when I locked on that Cobra Clutch while Bolt still had the Boltshooter locked in, he screamed even louder. That’s what he gets for messing with us...”
Blaze leans back in his chair as Bobby Hall continues.
Bobby Hall: “Before we get started, I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to let me interview you...I appreciate it..”
Blaze nods his head, ushering Hall to move on.
Bobby Hall: “Okay Blaze, at the last Perfection you went one on one with the beast of the TWD....The seven foot tall Cyanide. The match was for your Hard Title, and that meant everything was allowed. The match seemed pretty even from what I saw, but the tide shifted when your long time enemy, and sometimes even friend, Shadow interfered and gave you the chance to hit the Firestarter and get the win. What are your thoughts on the occurrences last night?”
Blaze separates his hands and rubs his chin with his right hand before looking up at Bobby Hall.
Blaze: “My thoughts?.....My thoughts are pretty clear. Last night at Perfection, when we were in that match I am not going to lie to you and tell you that it was a breeze....Cyanide is one tought son of a bitch, but he couldn’t beat me in a normal match any day of the week... But this was a hardcore match, so I guess it gave him a little edge....After all, we were going for MY hardcore title....”
Blaze pats his title before he continues speaking.
Blaze: “Now Cyanide is running around talking about how he got screwed, but incase he forgot this WAS a hardcore match and anything goes. It’s not my problem that Shadow came out and whooped his ass....That has nothing to do with me.... Anyway, I hit Cyanide with the Firestarter for the 1..2..3, and that’s the end of that. I don’t want to hear no more of Cyanide’s bullshit complaining just because he was beat last night. I told you, if he wants to take me in a one on one WRESTLING match, I will destroy him. He can bring it.....He will just get beat down....”
Bobby Hall nods as he looks at something on the paper he holds and then looks back up at Blaze.
Bobby Hall: “Speaking of beat downs.....Before your match at the last Perfection, you were in Bruce Bolt’s corner. You beat down both The Hardway AND The Big Red Man, and then after the match was over you helped Bolt by locking in that devastating double team submission move. Do you have anything to say about that?”
Blaze: “Well Hall, you are right...I did beat down both “The Hard-on” and Big Red Retard, and I liked it....Those two walked in here like they were big and bad, but I showed them what happens when you f*** around with people like me. To me, they are nothing but a bunch of junkies following around an even bigger piece of shit that calls himself Martz Virus. Martz thought he was tough too, but when Bolt made him tap and scream like a little bitch with the Boltshooter he wasn’t too tough then, was he?....NO, he wasn’t... and when I locked on that Cobra Clutch while Bolt still had the Boltshooter locked in, he screamed even louder. That’s what he gets for messing with us...”
Blaze leans back in his chair as Bobby Hall continues.