Post by Jack Tillman on Dec 14, 2016 1:22:24 GMT
-Well.....the days the day. Promo time for Jack Tillman in his first solo match for GOL wrestling. Jack hasn't been in a solo match with this large of crowd since 2014 when he was with UWF. We thought he was ready....kid won the United States title.....but Kurt Newman......well you might remember him here as Senior Awesomeo......but Kurt, the guy that trained Jack, thought he wasn't ready yet. So instead of improving him with matches, Kurt had Jack go over to Japan to be a young boy with a wrestling company that once taught him decades ago.
-Two years of training and getting his ass kicked in a dojo in a small village outside of Tokyo, Japan.....Jack passed Kurt's standards and is ready to wrestle back in the states in front of a large crowd. Jacks back now and ready to wrestle, the problem is that Jacks mic skills are.....well.....subpar. His whole mind frame when it comes to promos is that he's paid to wrestle.....and not to talk. If management wants him to talk, well he'll do his talking in the ring. So that's why I'm here. My name is Chris Constantine and I'm the manager of Jack.
A GOL banner hangs behind me as I go over what I'm going to say towards Jacks opponent and the rest of the GOL locker room. First impressions are everything in the wrestling industry and if I fuck this promo up and not live up to what I think Jack can accomplish, it's over before it even starts. Good thing I got a good promo going in my head. Just stick to the talking points and you'll do find. I get the ok from the camera crew to start talking....and just that I begin to talk.
Chris Constantine: "People of GOL wrestling, my name is Chris Constantine and the man standing next to me is......."
-And before I can say another word, I feel a hand on my shoulder that's pulling me back. Who the hell would have the balls to pull me back like this. When I find out who's doing this I'm going to......and then I stop.....because when I look over at who's hand it's connected to.....I'm stupefied to find that it's Jack. Why is he pulling me back as I stumble over my own feet to keep from falling over. And then I see it. I look into his eyes and I just know that he's got something on his mind. I see fire and emotion on his face and I can only hope he's going to say something good. So I don't raise my voice. I don't throw a punch. I just collect myself and walk off the set, away from the cameras view as Jack stands in front of the camera and begins to talk.
Jack Tillman: "For 21 years now I've been waiting for this very moment. To step into a ring and to show everyone just what I can do. 21 years of training with a father who groomed me and trained me since I took my first step. I was still in my diapers when I took my first bump. 21 years of training under the likes of Kurt Newman who was like a second father to me. And while everyone got to see the lovable and joking version of Kurt Newman when the cameras were rolling.....I got to see the asshole side of him who trained me and beat the living shit out of me on a daily basis to get me ready for this very moment.....and he beat the living shit out of me and trained me over and over and over again because as he told me each and every day as he twisted my knees and elevated my arm socket to a position that should never be in......he told me that if I'm going to ever let anyone know that I was trained by him........then he was going to train me to be the absolute best because he didn't train losers. It took 21 years of training in Japan and being a young boy to get at this spot right here. Day and night of getting stretched and getting my ass kicked while doing dishes and cleaning up the living quarters of the same people that toyed with me on a daily basis while also serving them breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
21 years of training with other wrestlers in Kurt Newman's wrestling school. 21 years of wrestling my father in his basement. 21 years of wrestling in foreign lands where they can't speak a lick of english. 21 years of wrestling in bingo halls getting paid in hot dogs and nachos. In high school basketball courts to a crowd of 20 people. In VFW buildings to fat nerds who have yet to lose their virginity. 21 years......21 years to finally make it to this very moment.....to this very event. 21 years of going through hell.....just to get this opportunity to finally get to the gates of heaven that is wrestling."
-The anger in his voice soon goes away as a slight grin comes to his face as he continues the promo.
Jack Tillman: "It feels unreal you know......because I thought this opportunity would never come.....all that hard work and determination has finally come to this very moment right here......and now I finally get to face off against other professional wrestlers on a huge stage and see if I can finally stand on my own with millions of people watching me."
-You can see that his face is that of a child on Christmas morning. Waking up to find the Christmas tree filled with presents and oh look, it's snowing outside. It's a white Christmas after all. But all that happiness and joy soon disappears on Jacks face and the anger and hatred can soon be heard again as he continues his promo,
Jack Tillman: "But then that dream of walking up to the pearly gates of heaven and facing off against true professional wrestlers......well it turns out that it's nothing but a nightmare and I'm still suck in hell.....because instead of facing off against some real competition......I find out that I'm facing off against a gimmick wrestler who paints her face, dyes her hair white, and is a "hardcore fighter."
-The hatred in Jacks eyes, as he looks over at me, could melt paint off a wall. I can still see that fire in his eyes as he begins to address me while I'm still off camera.
Jack Tillman: "I thought the days of wrestling in the bingo halls were done and over with Chris? Because that's where I wrestled people like Jessica Downs while I was still polishing my skill before wrestling in front of a major company like GOL. I thought the days of wrestling chumps like Jessica, who were only weekend warriors in the wrestling industry, were behind me. I know you probably wanted to make the safe play and ease me into the wrestling scene....but I want to make something perfectly clear to you and the head people over at GOL.....I don't want to ease into anything. I want to go head first and see what I can do against the so called best this company has to offer because if I can't beat the very best in what this industry can throw at me.....then I want to know that all this hard work that I've put myself through for the past 21 years was a waste of time and that I need to find a damn new career field in life. So thanks for giving me Jessica Downs.....but she's not worth my time because you know what I see in Jessica Downs........."
-Jack looks away from me and back at the camera as he continues his promo with that fire still in his eyes.
Jack Tillman: "I see a little cosplay girl who doesn't know what she's walking into. You do understand that you are out of your league right? Because what are you in this happy go lucky world that you live in Jessica? Are you a bass player for some crappy garage band? Or are you a cosplayer who likes to dress up as some make believe character with all your other nerd friends who live in their parents basement? Or are you just some gimmick wrestler who took two weeks of wrestling school, walked out because it was to hard, and decided to swing chairs and kendo sticks instead of grappling your opponent and applying choke moves to them. Tell me Jessica if I'm missing anything else important that I should know about you before we wrestle one another in our up coming match because I'm a guy that likes details about his next victim."
-The tone in Jacks voice goes down as he slowly leans towards the camera and continues to talk but at a slower and softer pace.
Jack Tillman: "Jessica......this isn't a hardcore match. This isn't a specialty match where you can use your lack of wrestling skills in that ring to get a cheep win. This match is a good old fashion wrestling match.....and because of that......I'm going to hurt you in the only way that I know how.....and that is to ground and pound you and twist your muscles and soul to my will. And there is nothing that you're going to be able to do about it because at the end of the day.......I'm facing off against a 5'10 and a 130 pound little girl who most likely doesn't know the difference between a drop toe hold and a arm drag.
Jessica......I got 80 pounds on you and muscles.....something that your bony ass doesn't have.....and most importantly.....I'm a professional wrestler first.....a professional wrestler second....and a professional wrestler third. I've trained my whole life for this match while you're just in this industry to get a few bucks for beer money. So tell me......why should I be afraid of you and all your gimmicky baggage that you bring with you in that wrestling ring? Please Jessica. Tell me why I should be afraid of you because I don't buy your tough girl appearance that you play in front of the world. Jessica, I know that once I get past that stupid face paint and that stupid dye job with your hair and walk past the tough girl act that you present yourself on twitter...... I don't see a monster or a killer or what ever you're trying to sell to the rest of the world. I see a little girl who's way over her head and someone who will learn quickly that this industry just isn't meant for her.
And you'll give a promo....and you'll try to save face. You'll run your mouth and give out empty threats that you can only hope that will stick......but at the end of the day.....it won't matter what you say because before that bell even rings.....and the two of us are in that wrestling ring together......I'm going to look into your eyes and I'm going to see what you truly are......and that is scared......because you know that you are out of your league when it comes to facing off against me. And when you look into my eyes Jessica......you'll see that I'm not messing around and that the only thing that will follow once that bell rings......is pain.
The days of being the student are over. The days of being told how to survive are behind me.
No one is going to stand in my way of reaching my full potential now as I stand in this GOL arena. Kurt's not going to be in my way. My old man.....he's not going to be in my way. Chris....he's not going to be in my way either. And no one in management in GOL are going to stand in my way of the goal that I've set in front of myself......and that is to be the very best professional wrestler there is in this industry today.
And to everyone watching and to all my future competitors........evolve to the new way of professional wrestling that I'll be bringing......or die by my hands."
-Making a slashing motion across his throats with his thumb, Jack walks off the set leaving me alone with the camera. Well.....that was a lot better than what I thought it'd be. It was something from the heart and most importantly.....it was believable......and it's believable because he believes it. Didn't have to have someone from Hollywood to write it up for him or didn't need GOL to give him talking points. It had heart and soul and that's what makes a promo like that great.
-Well all the talking points I had are pretty much are useless now. So I have to do what I do best.....and that's to play PR. So with my best smile, I make my way towards the camera as I begin where Jack ended his promo.
Chris Constantine: "Now I know Jack said a lot of......constructive talking points towards you Jessica, but he doesn't hate you as an individual. He hates the concept of what you have become. You have to understand, Jack has been training for this very moment since he was a child. He's done everything by he book to get to this point. He's bled, broke bones, and torn muscles to be called a professional wrestler and he takes that job title seriously. He doesn't need a gimmick to win the fans over or hide the fact that he can't wrestle like most wrestlers do these days to get over management and the fans.
He is a professional wrestler Jessica. But when individuals like yourself come around and proclaim yourself an equal to Jack and proclaim yourself to be a professional wrestler......well as you could tell.....Jack didn't like it."
-I pause for a second as I regain my composure and place my hands in my pockets.
Chris Constantine: "You're a bass player for a band. You're a creative soul and I can tell Jessica because of how you transform yourself before you go down to that ring. And you're a sports entertainer. I won't call you a professional wrestler Jessica because to be called a professional wrestler.....you have to be all in with this industry to be granted that title of professional wrestler. Jack has earned that right to be called a professional wrestler because he has put in the time and effort to be called one and continues to do so on a daily basis. He trains at 5 in the morning and doesn't stop till 5 at night. He watches film on his opponents on his time off. He works with other wrestlers to improve his skills and listens on where he can improve.
You want to be a professional wrestler Jessica......you want that sports entertainer and gimmick wrestler persona off of you? Then treat this industry like a full time style of life and not a part time job between concert events for your band. Instead of picking your strings and trying to figure out that next hit song....maybe you should be in the gym an extra hour working on gaining some weight and muscle. Instead of applying the pant to your face....maybe you should be watching tape on Jack from his days over at Inferno Wrestling or UWF to understand what you're about to walk into. And if you're now just training to try to get a win over Jack.....well you're 20 years to late.
And I know that you're pretty ticked off right now and I understand....most people don't like hearing the truth. But I hope before you respond to what Jack said or from what I said......please.....just take 10 minutes and think of what we said.....or at least what I said. Trust me when I say that if you want to make it in this industry....then you have to be all in or not in at all. If you like where you're at these days....then so be it. Have fun continuing to be a gimmick cosplay wrestler who will never be good enough in this sport because she was to scared to make that next step in her wrestling career."
-I'm about t walk off from the cameras view and call it a day, but I pause as I think of one last thing to say.
Chris Constantine: "My apologize Jessica. I wish you the best of luck in your upcoming match......but knowing what Jack can do in that ring.....I can only hope that he leaves you in one piece."
-Well.....I think that's good enough for a promo. Think I'll call it a day. With that, I walk away from the cameras view and make my way to meet up with Jack. With that, the scene ends.