Post by Brent Starr on Jun 22, 2012 18:27:59 GMT
The cameras catch a familiar man sitting ringside and it isn't long before a ring hand is over handing a microphone to the man the world knows as Brent Starr.
As his face graces the screen for the crowd to see, a loud applause breaks out followed by the usual chants of his name. He's quick to silence them as everyone is hanging on every word wondering what happened, and what is going on with him.
I guess the question on the worlds mind right now is, where have I been? And what happened? Well, the last time you saw me in the ring, I felt a nice little pop, and a burning pain. This was during the big resurgence of what was supposed to be my meteoric rise back to the top. Problem was, I'm a fighter, so instead of getting it checked, I kept on going. Then the whole contract fiasco with Colby came, and I snatched that badboy thinking it was my ticket to gold, again. Problem was, it wasn't a legit contract, but someone in the offices idea of a joke to play on Colby, which got me in the end. Now, I didn't know about it, so keep that in mind.
Next, we get Shia Storm, the selfprofessed GOD around here, calling me out on it, and basically giving me a verbal beating. A weak one, but A+ for trying. So while he's running his mouth. I'm off getting the injury checked because someone in the back has a big mouth, and let it out that I was hurt. So, I:W officials forced me to see their company doctor, and low and behold, I'm told I have a torn meniscus, and partial ACL & MCL injuries along with it. So, I did what any Starr athlete does, I get the rest, prepare for rehab and schedule my own second opinion. A month later, and here I am, after a second opinion got me cleared to compete again. Turns out someone paid off the I:W Doctor, and had him misdiagnose me, sending me home packing.
Now, I don't take kindly to people sabotaging my career, let alone taking me out of the title contention. So, when I get down to the bottom of this, there will be hell to pay. And Shia, don't think I forgot about you. I am like Iron Man, because I get the job done no matter what the cost. The world does rely on me as a weapon of mass destruction. Last but not least, just like the Avengers, I do win, and I win big. Remember that, and maybe one day you can be across that ring from me, fighting for MY two titles, which mean more then any title you've held. You'll be seeing me soon, and you'll find out what it means to be in the presence of the SLAMGOD!
As his face graces the screen for the crowd to see, a loud applause breaks out followed by the usual chants of his name. He's quick to silence them as everyone is hanging on every word wondering what happened, and what is going on with him.
I guess the question on the worlds mind right now is, where have I been? And what happened? Well, the last time you saw me in the ring, I felt a nice little pop, and a burning pain. This was during the big resurgence of what was supposed to be my meteoric rise back to the top. Problem was, I'm a fighter, so instead of getting it checked, I kept on going. Then the whole contract fiasco with Colby came, and I snatched that badboy thinking it was my ticket to gold, again. Problem was, it wasn't a legit contract, but someone in the offices idea of a joke to play on Colby, which got me in the end. Now, I didn't know about it, so keep that in mind.
Next, we get Shia Storm, the selfprofessed GOD around here, calling me out on it, and basically giving me a verbal beating. A weak one, but A+ for trying. So while he's running his mouth. I'm off getting the injury checked because someone in the back has a big mouth, and let it out that I was hurt. So, I:W officials forced me to see their company doctor, and low and behold, I'm told I have a torn meniscus, and partial ACL & MCL injuries along with it. So, I did what any Starr athlete does, I get the rest, prepare for rehab and schedule my own second opinion. A month later, and here I am, after a second opinion got me cleared to compete again. Turns out someone paid off the I:W Doctor, and had him misdiagnose me, sending me home packing.
Now, I don't take kindly to people sabotaging my career, let alone taking me out of the title contention. So, when I get down to the bottom of this, there will be hell to pay. And Shia, don't think I forgot about you. I am like Iron Man, because I get the job done no matter what the cost. The world does rely on me as a weapon of mass destruction. Last but not least, just like the Avengers, I do win, and I win big. Remember that, and maybe one day you can be across that ring from me, fighting for MY two titles, which mean more then any title you've held. You'll be seeing me soon, and you'll find out what it means to be in the presence of the SLAMGOD!