Post by Millson and Simpson on Nov 10, 2010 14:25:53 GMT -5
Do not adjust your television sets!
Your eyes are not deceiving you!
I really am that good!
'Semi-Sweet Symphony' sounds, and the Boston crowd instantly start to cheer rapturously for the Mighty Man. After a short pause, their new hero steps on stage and stands in the middle of the passage, smiling, as he puts his hands behind him, only to raise them up again, gold pyro rockets shooting into the air. When the rockets finish, the Daddy's Boy walks down the ramp, clapping hands with the younger fans as he goes by.
Introducing his opponent, from Whitby, England, weighing in at 235 ibs, he is the Daddy's Boy, Mighty Man Millson II.
Once he reaches the ring, Millson stands there and points at the sky, before walking over to the steel steps and climbing them quickly, but he waits on the apron near the turnbuckle. As the Daddy's Boy prepares for his normally heel-like taunt, he looks around at the fans behind him and smiles, before springboarding over the ropes and landing on the second rope of the turnbuckle, raising his hands, and bringing them down three times to the chants of 'M...M...M'. He steps down and bounces on the spot, before going to the ropes nearest the announce table and grabbing a mic from Coors
Sorry to be an annoyance there, Coors, but I'm on top of the world. I managed to outsmart our reverent GM Smarky Smark. (Cheers from the crowd). I managed to get a long overdue Television title shot against an old friend by the name of Reeves. (The crowd boo the name). Yeah, he sucks. And best of all, I saw Ryan Hughes and James Best both lose their matches on GHW Live!, so I'm a happy camper.
The crowd cheer for their hero, with some EVPW fans making the effort to see their favourite superstar, despite being in the contrasting colours of Glory and Honour Wrestling.
So, Reeves, did you ever think it would come down to this? The man you first beat to win the title coming right back at you to take it off your belt and onto my 235 ib abs of steel. Oh, man, I'm gonna enjoy the beating I'll lay on you tonight. And bring Young to ringside. I'll make him watch you suffer. And bring my good buddy Ryder as well, so I can grab that ham-sized fist of his and stuff it down his throat.
The Ultimate Ego throws the mic away, leaving Charlie to scramble on the floor for it, as Millson eagerly awaits the champion.
Your eyes are not deceiving you!
I really am that good!
'Semi-Sweet Symphony' sounds, and the Boston crowd instantly start to cheer rapturously for the Mighty Man. After a short pause, their new hero steps on stage and stands in the middle of the passage, smiling, as he puts his hands behind him, only to raise them up again, gold pyro rockets shooting into the air. When the rockets finish, the Daddy's Boy walks down the ramp, clapping hands with the younger fans as he goes by.
Introducing his opponent, from Whitby, England, weighing in at 235 ibs, he is the Daddy's Boy, Mighty Man Millson II.
Once he reaches the ring, Millson stands there and points at the sky, before walking over to the steel steps and climbing them quickly, but he waits on the apron near the turnbuckle. As the Daddy's Boy prepares for his normally heel-like taunt, he looks around at the fans behind him and smiles, before springboarding over the ropes and landing on the second rope of the turnbuckle, raising his hands, and bringing them down three times to the chants of 'M...M...M'. He steps down and bounces on the spot, before going to the ropes nearest the announce table and grabbing a mic from Coors
Sorry to be an annoyance there, Coors, but I'm on top of the world. I managed to outsmart our reverent GM Smarky Smark. (Cheers from the crowd). I managed to get a long overdue Television title shot against an old friend by the name of Reeves. (The crowd boo the name). Yeah, he sucks. And best of all, I saw Ryan Hughes and James Best both lose their matches on GHW Live!, so I'm a happy camper.
The crowd cheer for their hero, with some EVPW fans making the effort to see their favourite superstar, despite being in the contrasting colours of Glory and Honour Wrestling.
So, Reeves, did you ever think it would come down to this? The man you first beat to win the title coming right back at you to take it off your belt and onto my 235 ib abs of steel. Oh, man, I'm gonna enjoy the beating I'll lay on you tonight. And bring Young to ringside. I'll make him watch you suffer. And bring my good buddy Ryder as well, so I can grab that ham-sized fist of his and stuff it down his throat.
The Ultimate Ego throws the mic away, leaving Charlie to scramble on the floor for it, as Millson eagerly awaits the champion.