Post by MasterEvil on Jul 26, 2017 7:31:25 GMT
“Keegan Ryan, Keegan Ryan, Keegan Ryan…first I’ve got to face a human mongrel and now I get to face someone who refers to themselves as a ‘New Mexico Madman’. So I guess it would make sense that someone like you would represent Mexico out of all countries to possibly choose from. Did I say choose? Yes I did, after all…nearly everyone in this tournament is simply pretending to be from one country or another these days. Be it North Korea or Egypt…
Everyone’s a faker.
Everyone’s a disgrace.
Everyone’s a traitor.
They ever so proudly betray their own nationality just to elevate their own careers and satisfy their unjust egos.
So disgusting.
So hideous.
So filthy.
Those three words fit you rather well Keegan…not that there is much to say about you. I mean look at you…it is like Alex Jones said, you’ve become someone like Jacob Cass. Who is Jacob Cass? That’s the point sunshine. Oh sure, you managed to defeat some Indian guy…but what’s his name again? He like showed up only twice and did nothing worthwhile, well except for being accused of terrorism. So…how can I simplify what I’m saying to a point that even a ‘Madman’ like yourself can understand me? I’m not totally sure myself, but I might as well try…
All the things you’ve done to look good…
All the people you might have or might not have beaten or taken to their limit…
All of that is nothing.
Nothing at all.
Less than dirt. Less than the ants that walk on the dirt. Less than the worms who burrow through the dirt. You are nothing more than a support act to the real stars around you. Yet you seem to not only, rather openly, refuse to acknowledge your role but also continuously fight against it over, and over, and over again…as if you’re destined to be ever so much better than all of this. Time to wake up, smell the coffee and switch the television on, for I have some damn breaking news for you sunshine. So keep your eyes on me as I slap you in the face with the right hand of reality.
You are pathetic. You are useless. You are worthless. You are nothing at all. You should just accept it and be happy with that…before someone finally has enough, grabs you by your mangy hair and breaks your ugly face in over, and over, and over again until it is normal more than a broken, bloodied, shell of what the beholder of said face use to be.
Why am I so confident against you? Why am I not afraid of some ‘New Mexico Madman’? The answer is simpler than the question sunshine…for, just like one half of the new Tag Team Champions, your girlfriend is the only reason you’re relevant…and at least the other guy can occasionally show how competent he can be. Yes, Keegan, I don’t see you as competent at all. If anything I don’t see you anywhere near my level, both in the ring and in the head, let alone my league. So – no offense, or even yes offense intended; I don’t care about your feelings – our entire confrontation can be easily summarised in the following bullet points…
Firstly, I enter the ring.
Secondly, I purge the ring of your filth with the greatness of ease.
Thirdly, just like some Mike guy in the preliminary round, you’ll suddenly disappear and never mention your defeat in pure embarrassment.
Did I offend you? Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it. I already said I don’t care. But I guess I can wonder what you would do about it ‘Madman’. Actually, scrap that, something much more interesting has just entered my mind. Why are you classed as a ‘Madman’ Keegan? Nonono…don’t answer, I’ve just realised something much more interesting.
A new reason why people would call you a ‘Madman’…not for anything you’ve done in the past, or even for that Barbwire Tables match you failed to win.
But instead for…
Voluntarily…
Entering the ring against me.”