Getting My Mind Right
Oct 22, 2019 22:32:14 GMT -6
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Post by Duce Jones on Oct 22, 2019 22:32:14 GMT -6
North American Champion… I thought to myself as I stared at the title belt. I had won titles before, World Championships even but it was something about this title that felt.. different.
Treasure Valley, located in Boise, Idaho was the destination that this adventure called life had taken me. Treasure Valley was a rural city area that had been known for its frequent alien activity. Formations of lights was a constant occurrence around this place.
Me personally, I felt connected to the area. It was as if the moment that I drove across the state line, I felt a sudden surge of energy. The actual reason that I was in Boise was because of a booking arrangement. I made short work of that situation and decided to focus on the next task at hand. The North American Championship Open Invitational.
Sitting on a small beach that was connected to a river, I looked up at the moon lit sky. It wasn't often that I carried a championship with me wherever I went, I felt it was vain but tonight.. I felt I needed to reflect on where I stood in my career. So looking from the darkened sky and back to the belt.. I decided it was no better time than now to give my thoughts on my first challenger.. Lusus…
"I kno' many'a y'all don't kno' how far I've come.. but trust me, it's far.. I've stood across tha rang from many legends in dis business.. Dan Ryan, Tha Big Bifford, Trent Steele, Bob Grenier, Harley Hodge, Jarvis King, Ataxia.. Wrestled in some'a tha most historic arenas there are from Madison Square, ta tha Hammastein, ta tha Tokyo Dome.. Been World Champ a couple'a times, tagged wit my Pops an' my homie ta win tag gold on numerous occasions. But none'a dat compared.. ta dis.."
I pat the North American Championship.
"Ya see dis belt means dat I gotta put on fo' an entire fuckin' continent! It means dat Nawf American gotta champ dat's a real live representation of it.. Raw an' uncut.. See when Dylan held dis strap, he represented tha doctored up version of Nawf America.. Tha one dat tha media portrays ta be reality but we all kno' betta.."
I laugh because thoughts of past memories creep through my mind.
"I'm tha guy who had a drunk Canadian pester him inta cuttin' an impromptu promo durin' tha middle'a dinna durin' my anniversary.. Meanwhile, in Mexico, I'm bein' incarcerated fo' havin' 'tattoos' on my body.."
I scoff.
"I'm dat guy in Boston bein' clucked upside tha head by a cop callin' me nigga.. All cuh I didn't respond appropriately.. If anyone eva epitomized tha countinent, Nawf America.. It's be dis guy.."
I use my thumbs to point at myself.
"An' while all dis is goin' on, I gotta deal wit tha fact dat I'm diagnosed with D.I.D.. If ya don’t kno’ what it is, then google it.. an' if I'm not mistaken… I was low-key, probably abducted by aliens.. I don't kno' though.."
I stare up at the moon once again, shaking my head in uncertainty.
"I don't kno'.. but! What I do kno' is dis Friday night, I got myself a challenger fo' dis Nawf American title.. A man by tha name'a Lusus..? Yeah, I thank dat's it, but I've been readin’ up a bit on ya.. Not much cuh I've been busy beyond belief but trust ya big ass dat I'm gonna get caught up.. Howeva' I do wanna say, it sucks bout ya football career.. I mean, I'm not much of a fan but thangs happen fo' a reason.. Whateva dat may be fo' you.."
I now stare into the camera, rising top my feet as sand falls from my ass.
"But I'm glad dat ya came ova' ta tha GCDubyaA ta visit us an' seein' as how I don't kno' ya too well… it won't be to hard ta see ya walk away.. Although, I'm intrigued ta see ya stick around, see what ya can brang ta tha table. I've faced larga men befo', I've beaten a couple an' got my ass kicked by a couple mo'. Which means, there's pretty much nothin' I'm not gonna be prepared fo'.. Dis title!"
I pound the title plate with my fist.
"Is my greatest accomplishment an' as long as it's ova my shoulda, it's gonna be elevated ta a whole notha level! Lusus.. You're only tha beginning ta a long list of victims dat's gonna lie at my feet.. Knocked unconscious by a knee. Lusus, I hope ya don't wear ya favorite mask because I'm gonna brutalize yo' ass in ways unimaginable! See ya might have a 'neva say die' demeanor about ya'self but none'a dat's gonna matta' once ya step in tha rang wit tha Kid dat Neva Dies….."
Suddenly, the tripod that my camera was set on is knocked over.. Bringing the feed to an abrupt end.
Treasure Valley, located in Boise, Idaho was the destination that this adventure called life had taken me. Treasure Valley was a rural city area that had been known for its frequent alien activity. Formations of lights was a constant occurrence around this place.
Me personally, I felt connected to the area. It was as if the moment that I drove across the state line, I felt a sudden surge of energy. The actual reason that I was in Boise was because of a booking arrangement. I made short work of that situation and decided to focus on the next task at hand. The North American Championship Open Invitational.
Sitting on a small beach that was connected to a river, I looked up at the moon lit sky. It wasn't often that I carried a championship with me wherever I went, I felt it was vain but tonight.. I felt I needed to reflect on where I stood in my career. So looking from the darkened sky and back to the belt.. I decided it was no better time than now to give my thoughts on my first challenger.. Lusus…
"I kno' many'a y'all don't kno' how far I've come.. but trust me, it's far.. I've stood across tha rang from many legends in dis business.. Dan Ryan, Tha Big Bifford, Trent Steele, Bob Grenier, Harley Hodge, Jarvis King, Ataxia.. Wrestled in some'a tha most historic arenas there are from Madison Square, ta tha Hammastein, ta tha Tokyo Dome.. Been World Champ a couple'a times, tagged wit my Pops an' my homie ta win tag gold on numerous occasions. But none'a dat compared.. ta dis.."
I pat the North American Championship.
"Ya see dis belt means dat I gotta put on fo' an entire fuckin' continent! It means dat Nawf American gotta champ dat's a real live representation of it.. Raw an' uncut.. See when Dylan held dis strap, he represented tha doctored up version of Nawf America.. Tha one dat tha media portrays ta be reality but we all kno' betta.."
I laugh because thoughts of past memories creep through my mind.
"I'm tha guy who had a drunk Canadian pester him inta cuttin' an impromptu promo durin' tha middle'a dinna durin' my anniversary.. Meanwhile, in Mexico, I'm bein' incarcerated fo' havin' 'tattoos' on my body.."
I scoff.
"I'm dat guy in Boston bein' clucked upside tha head by a cop callin' me nigga.. All cuh I didn't respond appropriately.. If anyone eva epitomized tha countinent, Nawf America.. It's be dis guy.."
I use my thumbs to point at myself.
"An' while all dis is goin' on, I gotta deal wit tha fact dat I'm diagnosed with D.I.D.. If ya don’t kno’ what it is, then google it.. an' if I'm not mistaken… I was low-key, probably abducted by aliens.. I don't kno' though.."
I stare up at the moon once again, shaking my head in uncertainty.
"I don't kno'.. but! What I do kno' is dis Friday night, I got myself a challenger fo' dis Nawf American title.. A man by tha name'a Lusus..? Yeah, I thank dat's it, but I've been readin’ up a bit on ya.. Not much cuh I've been busy beyond belief but trust ya big ass dat I'm gonna get caught up.. Howeva' I do wanna say, it sucks bout ya football career.. I mean, I'm not much of a fan but thangs happen fo' a reason.. Whateva dat may be fo' you.."
I now stare into the camera, rising top my feet as sand falls from my ass.
"But I'm glad dat ya came ova' ta tha GCDubyaA ta visit us an' seein' as how I don't kno' ya too well… it won't be to hard ta see ya walk away.. Although, I'm intrigued ta see ya stick around, see what ya can brang ta tha table. I've faced larga men befo', I've beaten a couple an' got my ass kicked by a couple mo'. Which means, there's pretty much nothin' I'm not gonna be prepared fo'.. Dis title!"
I pound the title plate with my fist.
"Is my greatest accomplishment an' as long as it's ova my shoulda, it's gonna be elevated ta a whole notha level! Lusus.. You're only tha beginning ta a long list of victims dat's gonna lie at my feet.. Knocked unconscious by a knee. Lusus, I hope ya don't wear ya favorite mask because I'm gonna brutalize yo' ass in ways unimaginable! See ya might have a 'neva say die' demeanor about ya'self but none'a dat's gonna matta' once ya step in tha rang wit tha Kid dat Neva Dies….."
Suddenly, the tripod that my camera was set on is knocked over.. Bringing the feed to an abrupt end.
