Post by Bobby Williams on May 30, 2011 8:02:33 GMT
Bobby Williams comes through the curtain, looking pissed off after the World Class match. He quickly has a camera shoved in his face....
You know. I don't mind losing a match. Because just as many as a lose I turn around and win others, like the second triple threat that night between Jason and MGCage and myself a few weeks ago. Or the handicap match the week after that. No matter how fresh I was, I was the one that walked out with the 'W' when both MGCage and Jason hadn't.
Bobby is handed a new pair of sunglasses by Abby, who walks into camera view and begins consoling Bobby, making a fuss of him.
Not now, love...
You want to know what does bother me? I was the one who went to the boss and got the World Class title match made into it's own Uncivil Warfare match. But it seemed like after I did that grunt work, I was forgotten about, somewhat. MGCage wanted to be bestest buddies with Jason Youngblood. Angel Fyre wrote me off as just 'the bosses son'. Sylas Styles busied himself with the likes of Brent Young. So I became pissed off at the situation and rested easy until the PPV, knowing my spot in the match was secure. But now it is a new month, and I don't plan to allow anyone the opportunity to forget me or brush me to the side. And I'll make damn sure that those wankers in the back look at me as more than the boss's son...
You know. I don't mind losing a match. Because just as many as a lose I turn around and win others, like the second triple threat that night between Jason and MGCage and myself a few weeks ago. Or the handicap match the week after that. No matter how fresh I was, I was the one that walked out with the 'W' when both MGCage and Jason hadn't.
Bobby is handed a new pair of sunglasses by Abby, who walks into camera view and begins consoling Bobby, making a fuss of him.
Not now, love...
You want to know what does bother me? I was the one who went to the boss and got the World Class title match made into it's own Uncivil Warfare match. But it seemed like after I did that grunt work, I was forgotten about, somewhat. MGCage wanted to be bestest buddies with Jason Youngblood. Angel Fyre wrote me off as just 'the bosses son'. Sylas Styles busied himself with the likes of Brent Young. So I became pissed off at the situation and rested easy until the PPV, knowing my spot in the match was secure. But now it is a new month, and I don't plan to allow anyone the opportunity to forget me or brush me to the side. And I'll make damn sure that those wankers in the back look at me as more than the boss's son...