Post by SoCal Society on Aug 13, 2012 19:37:13 GMT
After last weeks brutal assault on the Cali boys, the two members of SoCal Society had found themselves a camera crew and decided to make their intentions known. The two men looked as if they were as ready to go as they could be. They had already been dressed in their lime ring gear. However, they showed some signs of wear and tear. Big Dallas Sampson stood with his ribs taped up from the vicious tag team finisher that The English Bulldogs had placed on him. Sherill didn't look too bad, physically anyways. He looks pissed off.
Standing backstage, Sampson makes the first move.
Real classy, gentlemen. Real damn classy.
He took a step closer to the camera.
You know, when I was asked by fans a week or so ago, just before the show 'who's the best tag team other than SoCal Society?' I had one name come to mind. That was The English Bulldogs.
We looked at you guys with respect. We looked at you guys like you had all the talent in the world, and that you were going to be a solid team to face off with in the future. Little did we know that our future matches would take place sooner rather than later.
We thought our future matches would be ones where we showed off who's the best in the business. Was it SoCal Society? Was it English Bulldogs? We were going to let our team work do the talking, and have a good one. A good one for us, and a good one for the fans. Not now, though. Now we want WAR!
Both men were visibly rattled. Both men looked vicious. Coming from the fun loving SoCal Society that the fans had started to fall for, this was a ginormous surprise.
You want to attack us and flee like chumps? Well, we'll make sure you get yours! Face us this week like MEN! Face us like men in the ring, if you've got a set of gonads! We don't want a tag team match, though.... We want personal redemption.
Sampson takes his turn, now.
Warren Williams, I want your ass one on one. You think it's alright to come around and spear me like that? You think it's OK to hurt me when I'm least expecting it? Buddy, I'll show you some damn pain!
Which leaves Sherill....
Bradford, you think you're the big man on campus. You think you're so damn tough because you can sneak up on me when I'm hurting and hit me with that sickening elevated reverse DDT? That's so damn far from rad that it's pathetic. I want you this week, Bradford. I want to show you what I'm capable of when you're facing me head on!
The boys seem to have nothing else to say. Dallas Sampson wanted Warren Williams, while Jordan Sherill wanted Bradford Williams. It was very plain and to the point, but to be honest, they felt they didn't need to add spice. They wanted revenge, simple as that.
Standing backstage, Sampson makes the first move.
Real classy, gentlemen. Real damn classy.
He took a step closer to the camera.
You know, when I was asked by fans a week or so ago, just before the show 'who's the best tag team other than SoCal Society?' I had one name come to mind. That was The English Bulldogs.
We looked at you guys with respect. We looked at you guys like you had all the talent in the world, and that you were going to be a solid team to face off with in the future. Little did we know that our future matches would take place sooner rather than later.
We thought our future matches would be ones where we showed off who's the best in the business. Was it SoCal Society? Was it English Bulldogs? We were going to let our team work do the talking, and have a good one. A good one for us, and a good one for the fans. Not now, though. Now we want WAR!
Both men were visibly rattled. Both men looked vicious. Coming from the fun loving SoCal Society that the fans had started to fall for, this was a ginormous surprise.
You want to attack us and flee like chumps? Well, we'll make sure you get yours! Face us this week like MEN! Face us like men in the ring, if you've got a set of gonads! We don't want a tag team match, though.... We want personal redemption.
Sampson takes his turn, now.
Warren Williams, I want your ass one on one. You think it's alright to come around and spear me like that? You think it's OK to hurt me when I'm least expecting it? Buddy, I'll show you some damn pain!
Which leaves Sherill....
Bradford, you think you're the big man on campus. You think you're so damn tough because you can sneak up on me when I'm hurting and hit me with that sickening elevated reverse DDT? That's so damn far from rad that it's pathetic. I want you this week, Bradford. I want to show you what I'm capable of when you're facing me head on!
The boys seem to have nothing else to say. Dallas Sampson wanted Warren Williams, while Jordan Sherill wanted Bradford Williams. It was very plain and to the point, but to be honest, they felt they didn't need to add spice. They wanted revenge, simple as that.