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Supercard Archives / Old Habits Die Hard
« on: March 01, 2013, 11:10:51 PM »
Craig: What do you want me to say? Not even I thought this whole thing would turn out the way it did. I would apologize, but let’s be honest, considering that what happened was pretty much exactly what I was trying to do, I really did a rather fantastic job, didn’t I? I wanted to disrupt the unity and friendship of your little PC faction and that’s exactly what happened. I’ll tell you the truth though, even when it got as bad as it did, I never in a million years thought that it would last this long. This is insane. Besides, while that first match I booked may have been what triggered all of this, I can’t exactly be held responsible for how this guy’s son reacted to it all, now can I?
Billy: I will give you that, that you most certainly cannot. That’s the whole reason I’m not really going to hold it against you and that I haven’t already slapped the taste out of your mouth.
Craig: Aw, what a sweetheart.
Billy: I try. Truth be told, maybe I should thank you for helping me to see Hot Stuff’s true colors.
Craig: You’re kidding me. Even I’m not so sure about that one.
The entire group lets out a laugh at that comment.
Billy: Yeah ok, maybe not. Well listen, I’ve got to go run. Maybe I’ll catch up with you guys later, enjoy the match, alright?
The group all say their goodbyes to one another as Billy and Kristen go to check in as the scene fades.
The scene opens up inside the hall of the Gold Coast which has now been setup for Blaze of Glory II, including SCW’s set, stage and ring. As the fans are all starting to pile into their seats, about ready for the show to get started, suddenly the PA system comes alive as “Pour Some Sugar on Me” by Def Leppard, drawing a massive amount of cheers from throughout the crowd in attendance. A moment later, dressed in a suit and wearing his sunglasses, comes out through the curtain is “Beautiful” Billy James. Billy makes his way down the ramp before then hopping up onto the apron and over the top rope into the ring. Billy then walks over towards the other side of the ring and has one of the crew members toss a microphone into him. Billy then pulls off his sunglasses and shoves them into his suit jacket pocket as he waits for the music to stop and crowd to quiet down. As it finally settles down, Billy pulls the microphone up to his mouth.
Billy: Hello Gold Coast Casino!
The crowd bursts into cheers as a big smile comes across Billy’s face.
Billy: Ah, the cheap pop. I always wanted to do that.
The crowd cheers even more as Billy cannot help but laugh at the reaction.
Billy: Here we are, the moments are now just ticking away. In a few more hours it will be, for the very last time, Mark and I back in this ring together. The ropes will be gone, the barbed wire will be up, and we will finally put this all to an end. Hot Stuff Mark Ward verses “Beautiful” Billy James Part Five. The score is 2 to 2, or 8 to 8 depending on how you want to tally it all up, but the point is, we’ve both had more than enough opportunities to show that each of us is capable of taking the other one down, so this is the last chance, this is the rubber match. When this night is over, you will all truly know who the better man is.
More cheers come from the crowd as Billy simply smiles and nods along.
Billy: Now let’s take a look back at some of the things Mark was running his mouth about last week. I got to hear him carry on, talking about my so-called “old ball and chain”. As if I should somehow feel embarrassed for the fact that there’s actually someone on this planet who wanted to marry me. Sorry Mark, but unlike you, I’m not so inadequate that he keeps needing to run around to new women all the time, as nobody can or wants to be bothered putting up with you for any extended period of time. And to be clear, yes, I am saying inadequate both as a boyfriend and apparently as a lover. Word travels fast and a lot of your exes have had plenty of not-so-great things to say about you to anyone who would listen. I, on the other hand, have nothing to be ashamed of. Let’s not forget, back in the GCW, it was me and that very same lady of mine who were notorious for doing some things that were way too x-rated to be aired on TV, all throughout every backstage area in each of GCW's countless venues.
That comment gets a round of hoots and hollers from the crowd, drawing a laugh from Billy as he continues on.
Billy: You see Mark, unlike you, I don't need a group of people around to help satisfy my lady, I'm more than capable of handling that task all by myself. You can ramble on all you want about how great you think you are, and how much better you supposedly believe yourself to be than me, but you and I both know that I have beaten you more times than anyone else in this entire industry, at least once your career actually started to mean something. You can try to pretend like it means nothing but if that were really the case, you wouldn’t be so desperate to try to convince everyone how much better than should think you are than me. The problem is, until you can actual prove anything to back up those words, it won’t mean anything to anyone. Let’s not forget, back when I first met you, you were some second-rate gimmicky chump who was wrestling in mud matches. You seriously want to talk about me supposedly always being in your shadow? What a joke, I was already a twice-undefeated World Champion before you became anything to anyone in this industry.
The crowd cheers again as Billy continues on.
Billy: You were handed your career on a silver platter thanks to your old man and you still weren't able to do anything with it in the beginning. You may not be able to admit it Hot Stuff, but I helped make you into the star that you became. Back in those days, the Perfection Connection was mine and Jordan's baby, and you being allowed in was what finally legitimized your career. The fact is that I had been long-since established as one of the best in the company, in the entire wrestling world, but every time you and I stepped into that ring together, it only pushed you to become better and better. Don’t get me wrong, I know better than to think you can come to grips with that fact. I would never expect you to be able to admit it, but while you can hate me all you want, you would not be what you finally became if not for me. The truth is, it was our feuds that pushed you to that superstar status which you finally reached and, considering that you and Jordan were never going to end up going at it, who else do you think you could have stepped into the ring with that would have had that kind of impact on your career?
Billy turns toward the camera and looks deep into it.
Billy: The answer is, there is absolutely no one else. The truth of the matter is, I never needed you Mark, the only one who believes that is your own demented mind. Let me remind you, that you're looking at the man, back before you were anything to anyone, who was already the very last World Heavyweight Champion and the very first World Heavyweight Champion of two of the biggest wrestling companies that have ever been seen, never losing either one of those titles either. I was already seen as the top star in any wrestling company out there and in those days, a match against you would have been well beneath me. While, in the end, our feud may have turned out to be one of the biggest, most well-remembered things in all of wrestling during our days in GCW, it was never anything I needed to make a name for myself. The difference is, you cannot say the same. Long before you mattered to anyone, I was stepping into that ring and defeating the likes of Damien Diamond, James Paige, Miami Hurricane; all while little Hot Stuff and his SCW Co-Owner Christian were busy rolling around in the mud together.
The crowd burst into cheers as Billy smiles widely.
Billy: Hate to break it to you Marky, but you have a whooooole lot of people you need to thank for you being what you became. You never would have made it into ASFW nor GCW, if not for your father and who he already was to this industry. You never would have gotten the training if you did if not for that connection either. And even you know that you never would have developed the wrestling ability that you did if not for being trained as someone as amazingly talented as our good friend Jordan. Nobody ever would have taken you at all serious as a wrestling talent if not for you finally showing people you could actually keep your clothes on and stay inside of a ring against a real competitor, back when you faced off against the great Austin Parker. Yet, in the end, none of that was quite enough was it? You had your success, even made your way up to the level of World Champion, but never quite figured out how to take that one extra step. In the end, you were seen as just another member of the stable that Jordan and I created, made famous, and led. Then, we stepped in that ring together, I beat you, and you threw your little hissy fit on the level of a 4-year-old girl.
The crowd laughs as Billy continues on.
Billy: It wasn't until that infamous 90-minute iron man match that people finally saw you for what you had the ability to be. Then what did you do? You turned around and retired, because you didn't have what it took to keep going after that match. You may have won it, but it took absolutely everything you had in you to be able to pull that off, and you couldn’t hang in the ring anymore. The only reason anyone still cared about old Hot Stuff after all of your time off is because you came back being remembered for one thing and one thing alone, that 90-minute match. That’s what you were famous for, that’s what made you the star that you became. Do you really think I need to thank someone for forcing us into a match together? Craig isn’t the one that turned you into the back-stabbing, sorry, pathetic sore-loser that you became after that match. If we want to talk about who owes thanks to backstage talents, then maybe we should point to the fact that you would literally be absolutely nothing if not for the fact that you had your daddy pulling strings for you the whole time. You were born with the silver spoon in your mouth and you still couldn't get the job done, and take advantage of everything that was handed to you, until I finally pushed you to your limits, and got you the kind of worldwide recognition that old Mark Senior tried so hard to give to you for all of those years and that you simply couldn't hang onto.
Billy starts to pace back and forth around the ring as he continues on.
Billy: You can ramble on endlessly about how I am allegedly so obsessed with you and that's why I’m back in wrestling, that it’s why I’m here in SCW, but that's not reality. When I first started to show up, my beef was with then-champion Nick Jones, plain and simple. You are the one who, the second you saw me, couldn't get over your obsession with me. The reality of the situation is that you still can't get over the fact that, the first time you and I stepped in the ring together, I came out as the victor. Over 10 years later, it still eats away at you, doesn’t it? I was busy dealing with my issues with Nick and it was you, Mark, being the coward that you are, that took it upon yourself to get involved in a fight between Nick and myself. You are the one who came out of nowhere, while security was busy pulling us apart, and snuck in your little Red Hot. I know you wanted to run and hide from me after that, thinking you could get your little shot in and then hide underneath your desk in that little office of yours, thinking your suit would keep you safe, but that wasn't going to happen.
Billy stops, look into the camera and shakes his head no.
Billy: You opened up this can of worms Mark, because you can't handle the fact that every time any wrestling fans worldwide see me, they know beyond doubt, despite you endlessly saying otherwise, I am the one guy in this business who you have never been able to prove yourself to be better than. It haunts your dreams, it has for years. You may have been able to get away from that after years of us not seeing each other, but all it took is one time of seeing me before you again and all of those nightmares came rushing back to you, didn't they? All you could think about was that, when push came to shove, you just weren't good enough to do to me what you had done to so many others. Make all of the excuses you want as to why that is, but if you were so much better than me as you thought, or at least claim to think, then there would be no reason I've been the one guy throughout your entire career who you have been unable to ultimately prove yourself to be superior to.
Billy continues to pace the ring again as he speaks.
Billy: Well, the world can see that you wanted the opportunity to try to prove exactly that, and now you've got it. You thought you could lay me out, run away with your hands in victory and think that somehow made you the better wrestler, but you and I both know that means absolutely nothing. Being a cheap-shot artist counts for nothing, it doesn't make you better, it just proves to everyone else what I’ve already known about you for a long time, and that’s that you're scared. Don’t get me wrong, I don't blame you for being scared, because you realize for one of the very few times in your career, you have absolutely no idea whether or not you can win this one. You knew you couldn't refuse to make it happen, because you're so desperate to try to prove you're better than me, but deep down you know it nags at you that part of what makes it so difficult to prove, is because not even you are sure if you're any better. Well when this one is over I will prove that the story was really told from that very first match. This will all end the very same way it began, with my arms raised in victory. For one last time Mark, you will be reminded that when you mess with this beauty, he’s gonna whoop your booty.
Billy drops the microphone as “Pour Some Sugar on Me” plays once again. Billy puts his sunglasses back on and then goes over to the ropes and rolls backwards over the top rope and drops to the floor. Billy then makes his was up the ramp, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans along the way as he heads to the back and the scene fades to black.
Billy: I will give you that, that you most certainly cannot. That’s the whole reason I’m not really going to hold it against you and that I haven’t already slapped the taste out of your mouth.
Craig: Aw, what a sweetheart.
Billy: I try. Truth be told, maybe I should thank you for helping me to see Hot Stuff’s true colors.
Craig: You’re kidding me. Even I’m not so sure about that one.
The entire group lets out a laugh at that comment.
Billy: Yeah ok, maybe not. Well listen, I’ve got to go run. Maybe I’ll catch up with you guys later, enjoy the match, alright?
The group all say their goodbyes to one another as Billy and Kristen go to check in as the scene fades.
The scene opens up inside the hall of the Gold Coast which has now been setup for Blaze of Glory II, including SCW’s set, stage and ring. As the fans are all starting to pile into their seats, about ready for the show to get started, suddenly the PA system comes alive as “Pour Some Sugar on Me” by Def Leppard, drawing a massive amount of cheers from throughout the crowd in attendance. A moment later, dressed in a suit and wearing his sunglasses, comes out through the curtain is “Beautiful” Billy James. Billy makes his way down the ramp before then hopping up onto the apron and over the top rope into the ring. Billy then walks over towards the other side of the ring and has one of the crew members toss a microphone into him. Billy then pulls off his sunglasses and shoves them into his suit jacket pocket as he waits for the music to stop and crowd to quiet down. As it finally settles down, Billy pulls the microphone up to his mouth.
Billy: Hello Gold Coast Casino!
The crowd bursts into cheers as a big smile comes across Billy’s face.
Billy: Ah, the cheap pop. I always wanted to do that.
The crowd cheers even more as Billy cannot help but laugh at the reaction.
Billy: Here we are, the moments are now just ticking away. In a few more hours it will be, for the very last time, Mark and I back in this ring together. The ropes will be gone, the barbed wire will be up, and we will finally put this all to an end. Hot Stuff Mark Ward verses “Beautiful” Billy James Part Five. The score is 2 to 2, or 8 to 8 depending on how you want to tally it all up, but the point is, we’ve both had more than enough opportunities to show that each of us is capable of taking the other one down, so this is the last chance, this is the rubber match. When this night is over, you will all truly know who the better man is.
More cheers come from the crowd as Billy simply smiles and nods along.
Billy: Now let’s take a look back at some of the things Mark was running his mouth about last week. I got to hear him carry on, talking about my so-called “old ball and chain”. As if I should somehow feel embarrassed for the fact that there’s actually someone on this planet who wanted to marry me. Sorry Mark, but unlike you, I’m not so inadequate that he keeps needing to run around to new women all the time, as nobody can or wants to be bothered putting up with you for any extended period of time. And to be clear, yes, I am saying inadequate both as a boyfriend and apparently as a lover. Word travels fast and a lot of your exes have had plenty of not-so-great things to say about you to anyone who would listen. I, on the other hand, have nothing to be ashamed of. Let’s not forget, back in the GCW, it was me and that very same lady of mine who were notorious for doing some things that were way too x-rated to be aired on TV, all throughout every backstage area in each of GCW's countless venues.
That comment gets a round of hoots and hollers from the crowd, drawing a laugh from Billy as he continues on.
Billy: You see Mark, unlike you, I don't need a group of people around to help satisfy my lady, I'm more than capable of handling that task all by myself. You can ramble on all you want about how great you think you are, and how much better you supposedly believe yourself to be than me, but you and I both know that I have beaten you more times than anyone else in this entire industry, at least once your career actually started to mean something. You can try to pretend like it means nothing but if that were really the case, you wouldn’t be so desperate to try to convince everyone how much better than should think you are than me. The problem is, until you can actual prove anything to back up those words, it won’t mean anything to anyone. Let’s not forget, back when I first met you, you were some second-rate gimmicky chump who was wrestling in mud matches. You seriously want to talk about me supposedly always being in your shadow? What a joke, I was already a twice-undefeated World Champion before you became anything to anyone in this industry.
The crowd cheers again as Billy continues on.
Billy: You were handed your career on a silver platter thanks to your old man and you still weren't able to do anything with it in the beginning. You may not be able to admit it Hot Stuff, but I helped make you into the star that you became. Back in those days, the Perfection Connection was mine and Jordan's baby, and you being allowed in was what finally legitimized your career. The fact is that I had been long-since established as one of the best in the company, in the entire wrestling world, but every time you and I stepped into that ring together, it only pushed you to become better and better. Don’t get me wrong, I know better than to think you can come to grips with that fact. I would never expect you to be able to admit it, but while you can hate me all you want, you would not be what you finally became if not for me. The truth is, it was our feuds that pushed you to that superstar status which you finally reached and, considering that you and Jordan were never going to end up going at it, who else do you think you could have stepped into the ring with that would have had that kind of impact on your career?
Billy turns toward the camera and looks deep into it.
Billy: The answer is, there is absolutely no one else. The truth of the matter is, I never needed you Mark, the only one who believes that is your own demented mind. Let me remind you, that you're looking at the man, back before you were anything to anyone, who was already the very last World Heavyweight Champion and the very first World Heavyweight Champion of two of the biggest wrestling companies that have ever been seen, never losing either one of those titles either. I was already seen as the top star in any wrestling company out there and in those days, a match against you would have been well beneath me. While, in the end, our feud may have turned out to be one of the biggest, most well-remembered things in all of wrestling during our days in GCW, it was never anything I needed to make a name for myself. The difference is, you cannot say the same. Long before you mattered to anyone, I was stepping into that ring and defeating the likes of Damien Diamond, James Paige, Miami Hurricane; all while little Hot Stuff and his SCW Co-Owner Christian were busy rolling around in the mud together.
The crowd burst into cheers as Billy smiles widely.
Billy: Hate to break it to you Marky, but you have a whooooole lot of people you need to thank for you being what you became. You never would have made it into ASFW nor GCW, if not for your father and who he already was to this industry. You never would have gotten the training if you did if not for that connection either. And even you know that you never would have developed the wrestling ability that you did if not for being trained as someone as amazingly talented as our good friend Jordan. Nobody ever would have taken you at all serious as a wrestling talent if not for you finally showing people you could actually keep your clothes on and stay inside of a ring against a real competitor, back when you faced off against the great Austin Parker. Yet, in the end, none of that was quite enough was it? You had your success, even made your way up to the level of World Champion, but never quite figured out how to take that one extra step. In the end, you were seen as just another member of the stable that Jordan and I created, made famous, and led. Then, we stepped in that ring together, I beat you, and you threw your little hissy fit on the level of a 4-year-old girl.
The crowd laughs as Billy continues on.
Billy: It wasn't until that infamous 90-minute iron man match that people finally saw you for what you had the ability to be. Then what did you do? You turned around and retired, because you didn't have what it took to keep going after that match. You may have won it, but it took absolutely everything you had in you to be able to pull that off, and you couldn’t hang in the ring anymore. The only reason anyone still cared about old Hot Stuff after all of your time off is because you came back being remembered for one thing and one thing alone, that 90-minute match. That’s what you were famous for, that’s what made you the star that you became. Do you really think I need to thank someone for forcing us into a match together? Craig isn’t the one that turned you into the back-stabbing, sorry, pathetic sore-loser that you became after that match. If we want to talk about who owes thanks to backstage talents, then maybe we should point to the fact that you would literally be absolutely nothing if not for the fact that you had your daddy pulling strings for you the whole time. You were born with the silver spoon in your mouth and you still couldn't get the job done, and take advantage of everything that was handed to you, until I finally pushed you to your limits, and got you the kind of worldwide recognition that old Mark Senior tried so hard to give to you for all of those years and that you simply couldn't hang onto.
Billy starts to pace back and forth around the ring as he continues on.
Billy: You can ramble on endlessly about how I am allegedly so obsessed with you and that's why I’m back in wrestling, that it’s why I’m here in SCW, but that's not reality. When I first started to show up, my beef was with then-champion Nick Jones, plain and simple. You are the one who, the second you saw me, couldn't get over your obsession with me. The reality of the situation is that you still can't get over the fact that, the first time you and I stepped in the ring together, I came out as the victor. Over 10 years later, it still eats away at you, doesn’t it? I was busy dealing with my issues with Nick and it was you, Mark, being the coward that you are, that took it upon yourself to get involved in a fight between Nick and myself. You are the one who came out of nowhere, while security was busy pulling us apart, and snuck in your little Red Hot. I know you wanted to run and hide from me after that, thinking you could get your little shot in and then hide underneath your desk in that little office of yours, thinking your suit would keep you safe, but that wasn't going to happen.
Billy stops, look into the camera and shakes his head no.
Billy: You opened up this can of worms Mark, because you can't handle the fact that every time any wrestling fans worldwide see me, they know beyond doubt, despite you endlessly saying otherwise, I am the one guy in this business who you have never been able to prove yourself to be better than. It haunts your dreams, it has for years. You may have been able to get away from that after years of us not seeing each other, but all it took is one time of seeing me before you again and all of those nightmares came rushing back to you, didn't they? All you could think about was that, when push came to shove, you just weren't good enough to do to me what you had done to so many others. Make all of the excuses you want as to why that is, but if you were so much better than me as you thought, or at least claim to think, then there would be no reason I've been the one guy throughout your entire career who you have been unable to ultimately prove yourself to be superior to.
Billy continues to pace the ring again as he speaks.
Billy: Well, the world can see that you wanted the opportunity to try to prove exactly that, and now you've got it. You thought you could lay me out, run away with your hands in victory and think that somehow made you the better wrestler, but you and I both know that means absolutely nothing. Being a cheap-shot artist counts for nothing, it doesn't make you better, it just proves to everyone else what I’ve already known about you for a long time, and that’s that you're scared. Don’t get me wrong, I don't blame you for being scared, because you realize for one of the very few times in your career, you have absolutely no idea whether or not you can win this one. You knew you couldn't refuse to make it happen, because you're so desperate to try to prove you're better than me, but deep down you know it nags at you that part of what makes it so difficult to prove, is because not even you are sure if you're any better. Well when this one is over I will prove that the story was really told from that very first match. This will all end the very same way it began, with my arms raised in victory. For one last time Mark, you will be reminded that when you mess with this beauty, he’s gonna whoop your booty.
Billy drops the microphone as “Pour Some Sugar on Me” plays once again. Billy puts his sunglasses back on and then goes over to the ropes and rolls backwards over the top rope and drops to the floor. Billy then makes his was up the ramp, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans along the way as he heads to the back and the scene fades to black.