Post by bulldogsprit on Nov 7, 2024 21:10:23 GMT
“Eddie Kensington—a hometown hero. A name I’ve been hearing for years as the next big thing in British wrestling. Future champion, future icon… future, future, future.”
“Well, Eddie, you may be the future, but I’m standing here, right now, representing something that’s been around long before anyone heard of you. And that’s pure, unfiltered wrestling. You see, I’m not some shiny upstart with all the hype. I’m not here for the glory shots or the main event posters. No, I’m here for something far simpler: to win.”
“Eddie, you’re fast, you’re flashy, and you’ve got half of Oxford behind you. But let me tell you something—they’re not the ones in that ring with you. They can’t save you when I lock you down and tie you up. And make no mistake, I will tie you up.”
“All the speed and charisma in the world mean nothing when you’re staring at the lights, Eddie. I don’t care about potential or promise. What I care about is precision, control, and execution. You want to be a champion? Well, tonight, you’ve got to go through a man who has mastered the art of making champions tap.”
“You might be ‘the future,’ but tonight, in this ring, I am your present. And let’s get one thing clear: the moment that bell rings, it’s not about hype, it’s not about home-field advantage—it’s about skill. And there’s no flash, no fame, and no crowd that’s going to stop me from doing what I do best. Tonight, Eddie Kensington, you’re not facing a future contender. You’re facing a wrestler.”
“So bring everything you’ve got, because I’m not here for applause. I’m here for that victory, and I don’t need a single fan in this arena. I just need one thing—three seconds. See you on the mat, Eddie.”