Post by The Bradley Clan on Jun 8, 2015 20:05:02 GMT -5
Mike Bradley stands in a dark room with a single light shining over his head. In the background are screens playing highlights of the past several Primetimes featuring the altercations between him, Chris Matthews, and Jaser Cruz.
"Man, what a long, strange trip it’s been leading up to Devils May Cry. First I end Amanda Cortez’s career, then Jaser Cruz steals my title and goes on the most nauseating social media tour with my belt, then he gets the number one contender spot handed to him, THEN Chris Matthews inserts himself into the picture, and after several weeks of personal and physical attacks between the three of us, the dust has finally settled, and I’m going to take on Navy Seal copypasta guy. Congratulations."
The screens go black.
"In the highly unlikely event that I lose this match, I can at least take solace knowing that I lost it to a veteran and not some snapback-wearing, hashtag-flinging little boy who’s swimming in Axe body spray. But enough about Jaser Cruz. He means nothing now - then again, he’s meant nothing all along, but that’s beside the point."
"From the moment Matthews walked into GZWA, he's been touting his military service as the main reason why he's destined to be a champion. He's told us time and time again about the horrors of war he's witnessed and how that makes him the toughest man in wrestling mentally. He tells us how he's going to win for his fallen brother Ryan Reigns. All that's well and good, but I can't shake this feeling that he thinks I'm just gonna roll over and HAND him MY title which I've worked so hard to attain!"
"Look, son, I can’t claim to have seen the hell of war. I don’t know what it’s like to see your best friend die mere feet from you. I’ll never be able to say I’ve killed another man, be it for self-defense or in defense of our country. And I won’t pretend to know any of these things better than you. But there is one thing I know better than you, and that’s wrestling! That’s why I’m GZWA Television Champion now, and that’s why I’m the longest reigning Television Champion of all time, both by individual and combined reigns!"
"Matthews, because you served our country, you deserve our respect, the best health care, and all the other perks that come with being a veteran. But there’s one thing you’re not entitled to, and that’s this - the GZWA Television Title!"
He holds up the belt as the camera zooms in on his face slowly.
"You want this so bad? Get on my level, and pry it from my cold, dead fucking hands! I lay down for nobody! You could be my own mother and I’d still treat you like any other opponent I’ve ever faced - I will do anything I can to beat you and retain MY title!"
"Over the past couple of months, you and I have been taking shots at each other, both physically and verbally. And now the time for trash talk and cheap shots is over. Go ahead. Bring the pain. I don’t expect anything less from you. But just know that whatever you bring, I’ll return the favor tenfold, and I will drag us both through hell and back to show you and everyone around the world that I AM Mike Bradley, I AM the Next Level, and I AM the greatest Television Champion of all time!"
And if you don’t know… now you know!
Mike winks at the camera as the light shuts off, causing the scene to go black.
"Man, what a long, strange trip it’s been leading up to Devils May Cry. First I end Amanda Cortez’s career, then Jaser Cruz steals my title and goes on the most nauseating social media tour with my belt, then he gets the number one contender spot handed to him, THEN Chris Matthews inserts himself into the picture, and after several weeks of personal and physical attacks between the three of us, the dust has finally settled, and I’m going to take on Navy Seal copypasta guy. Congratulations."
The screens go black.
"In the highly unlikely event that I lose this match, I can at least take solace knowing that I lost it to a veteran and not some snapback-wearing, hashtag-flinging little boy who’s swimming in Axe body spray. But enough about Jaser Cruz. He means nothing now - then again, he’s meant nothing all along, but that’s beside the point."
"From the moment Matthews walked into GZWA, he's been touting his military service as the main reason why he's destined to be a champion. He's told us time and time again about the horrors of war he's witnessed and how that makes him the toughest man in wrestling mentally. He tells us how he's going to win for his fallen brother Ryan Reigns. All that's well and good, but I can't shake this feeling that he thinks I'm just gonna roll over and HAND him MY title which I've worked so hard to attain!"
"Look, son, I can’t claim to have seen the hell of war. I don’t know what it’s like to see your best friend die mere feet from you. I’ll never be able to say I’ve killed another man, be it for self-defense or in defense of our country. And I won’t pretend to know any of these things better than you. But there is one thing I know better than you, and that’s wrestling! That’s why I’m GZWA Television Champion now, and that’s why I’m the longest reigning Television Champion of all time, both by individual and combined reigns!"
"Matthews, because you served our country, you deserve our respect, the best health care, and all the other perks that come with being a veteran. But there’s one thing you’re not entitled to, and that’s this - the GZWA Television Title!"
He holds up the belt as the camera zooms in on his face slowly.
"You want this so bad? Get on my level, and pry it from my cold, dead fucking hands! I lay down for nobody! You could be my own mother and I’d still treat you like any other opponent I’ve ever faced - I will do anything I can to beat you and retain MY title!"
"Over the past couple of months, you and I have been taking shots at each other, both physically and verbally. And now the time for trash talk and cheap shots is over. Go ahead. Bring the pain. I don’t expect anything less from you. But just know that whatever you bring, I’ll return the favor tenfold, and I will drag us both through hell and back to show you and everyone around the world that I AM Mike Bradley, I AM the Next Level, and I AM the greatest Television Champion of all time!"
And if you don’t know… now you know!
Mike winks at the camera as the light shuts off, causing the scene to go black.
