Miller Time: If You're Reading This Right Now… It's Too Late
Dec 23, 2022 10:02:19 GMT -5
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Post by Bam Miller on Dec 23, 2022 10:02:19 GMT -5
If You're Reading This Right Now…. It's Too Late
Dear WGWF, As I write this letter now from the comfort of the CCPE private Jet we are just ten days away from the West Coast Rumble PPV event the first of many for the WGWF, and while many of us will be competing for pride and honor, and respect in our respectable matches the rest of will be competing for something so much prestigious that you can't buy it with money, negotiate or trade for it. For those of us that find ourselves in the Rumble, we know the path to the World Heavyweight Championship will be challenging as we are all roadblocks in each other's stories. While many will try to rise to the top by doing the bare minimum that is required it will be those of us that dig down deep and pull out all the shortcuts or some underhand method to come out on top because in Rumble it is not about whos the better-skilled wrestler, it comes down to who wants it more and what path you took to get there. ( The jet hits a little turbulence and causes me to stop for a moment as I wait for it to pass before returning and putting pen to paper.)
My path to get here has never been a smooth easy road, it has been a bumpy, hard, and dark path that would've broken the weakest of souls but not me because God knew I would start my life out in a dumpster so he made me tougher than others and no I'm not stretching the truth when I speak on my past. The moment I was born in some rundown motel my mother and father disowned me and left me for dead in a dumpster filled with garbage and other discarded items that nobody found value in. Even growing up in a strict Catholic Orphanage run by an abusive bitch known as Mother Karen who knew nothing of mercy when we got in trouble but only harsh punishment that the devil himself would be proud of. I still remember the lashes I would receive when I got up late at night to get a sack because the crumbs I was fed during the day never satisfied my hunger or the fact I was forced to stand for 48 hours locked in a small dark closet as punishment for watching what she called the devil's program when it came to wrestling but her methods never worked on me because wrestling was my only escape from the dark world that was trying to consume me like a piece of paper in a fiery blaze but instead of giving in I rose like a phoenix out of that blaze to become the ass kicker I am today, It would be a tough pill to swallow for some to accept that they were never valued or loved as a child but not me, I used the hand I was dealt to motivate me every day I wake up to make something of myself and one day not only my parents but anyone else that saw no potential in me to look like fools when I finally make it to the mountain top as a Champion. ( A flight attendant comes by with a cart filled with all types of desirables as she asks me if I would like anything and of course, I give her a nod as I reach towards the cart and grab myself a cold Miller Lite. I slip the attractive blonde flight attendant a tip and then proceed to give it a sip as I return to my letter.)
Now lets not all get ahead of ourselves because just like me I'm sure you all are visioning yourself as the last competitor left in the ring as the bell sounds and a sold-out arena chants your name as the referee raises your hand and Chris Page comes to present you with the World Heavyweight Championship and puts the belt around your waist and the announcer makes the announcement that you are the World Champion but then you wake up from your dream and realize your back in reality and the battle has not even begun yet and that you still have to put in the work to reach your fairy tail ending and some of you already know what it takes to get there like John Cable for example whose been World Champion in this company before and was my first opponent in this company to hand me a loss and now that I look back on that night, I thank John for the lessons he's taught me that day. He opened my eyes and made me realize that being the loudest in the room doesn't make you the best or the toughest. It only makes you a fool when you're the one laid down flat on your back looking up into the bright lights while the opposition is the one getting their hand raised. The lesson John taught me that night was to never get too ahead of yourself and think you won the battle before you've even stepped foot in between those ropes, I overlooked him and I paid for it with a loss but my pride was the only thing hurt that night and I will let that ever happen again, John. That's the reason Charles was brought in to be my advisor, I knew I needed more guidance and wisdom from somebody that knew the business and who could push me to not only become a better version of myself but to get me to a Championship level and now we are just a few weeks away to see if the hard work pays off and look to not only become the WGWF World Champion but to settle some scores and John I'm letting you know now your on the list of names I'll be gunning for once I enter the rumble. ( I take another sip from my ice-cold beer as I carefully think about what I write next)
John, I won't say it will bring me joy to be the one to toss you out of the ring and have you be the one looking up at me this time around with shock because winning the World Championship is the only thing that can bring me peace but it would put a smile on my face to see that moment of you coming up short this time around much as you have lately in the WGWF. Charles informed me that it has been some time since you won a match around here and maybe that will motivate you as it has me because I was on a roll before the bull shit officiating gifted Simms a win over me but only for her to blow her opportunity at the Television Championship. Seeing that definitely lit a fire under me because that moment Sonya gets to enjoy should've been mine but no need to reflect too much on the past because now a bigger opportunity is on the horizon John and this time you will not block my path as I am ready to run through a brick wall let alone you to get there. ( Charles passes by me and gives me a look as he heads for his seat that's right behind me.)
Well, that's all the attention I can give you John, there are more important people I need to give my attention to and I know you understand that since you've been pushed out of the spotlight each time someone with more star power comes along like the former XWF Universal Champion Raion Kido. Kido if you come across this letter I hope you know I have great respect for everything you've done so far in your young career. You've had an incredible start that many of us dream of having in our first year in the business and while many are jealous and wish for your downfall, I on the other hand look at you with admiration and as a measuring stick when it comes to being one of the very best. Now while we are on separate sides of a war in the XWF between CCPE and The Trilogy but our paths have never crossed until now in the WGWF. I expected our first showdown would be in singles competition but the Rumble will do for now and hopefully, we are both still around to meet because I have greatly intrigued in testing myself against a warrior of your caliber who barely tasted defeat but a few times this year. I know some people within CCPE like to duck competition but I'm not one of them Kido. I'll look you straight in the eyes and I won't flinch or blink, I'm ready to throw you or anyone else over the top rope that stands in the way of my moment of becoming World Heavyweight Champion because that moment has eluded me in my career and it's so damn important to me that I finally reach the mountain top and I know for a fact that guys like you Kido that have won the big one before don't have the same hunger inside of you. I'm starving for my first taste of Championship gold and many people will look at you as one of the favorites to win while they look at me and roll their eyes and scoff at my chances of even winning. To some of them, they see me as a stepping stone or an extra body to just fill out the match but if they look into my eyes they will see the fire that burns deep down inside me and know I am ready to come into this rumble guns blazing, I might be an underdog compared to someone like you Kido but I'm a rapid vicious underdog that does not know the words quit or give up! ( I pause as I take a moment to crack the knuckles in my hand before I put the pen back to paper.)
I know I'm not seen as a so-called top guy, even my own in CCPE look at me as the weak link and maybe even a burden in this match because I'm sure those of us that are on good terms will try to help one another out until it's just us left in the ring but there are snakes in the grass that's probably looking to stab us in the back… (Bam looks over his shoulder at Mac Bane who sits in the back of the jet to himself as he sleeps.)
Yeah, ole Mac Bane, somebody I used to have respect for and would even fight at his side if he asked me, but a couple of weeks ago I touched a nerve when I let certain people like SEB and Thaddeus Duke know how I will feel about cowards that don't have the balls to represent CCPE because of bullshit backlash from people that don't matter but what can you expect when guys go into business for themselves and turn their back on a guy like Chris Page that helped get them to where they are today, but a small-minded person like Mac Bane can't see that. He's too caught up with being captain save a hoe that he doesn't see all I'm trying to do is rid CCPE of all the dead weight and untrustworthy people that bring us no good but oh well I guess I'll have to pull his head out of his own ass and wipe the shit out of his eyes for him to see the truth or maybe I'll just use him as an example to everyone else to what happens when you step out of line and try to question my methods. ( I pound my fist hard into the empty seat next to me.)
But what can I expect from a guy that would turn his back on Peter, Fred, and Jmont for greed, and then you lure that big dumb org Holden Ross down that same path with you, and yeah I get it we aren't a stable and we don't have to like each other but god damn it we at least supposed to have respect for each other but the way you boys had Holden debut where you blindsided Fred, Jmont and Peter made me feel a type of way. The type of way that makes me want to choke you until I see your soul leave your body but unfortunately we are pro wrestlers so an ass whooping will have to suffice for now and maybe after I toss your hillbilly ass over the top rope and stop from holding the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship because a traitor like you doesn't deserve to hold a Championship that was forged by Chris Page! ( I lift my head up as I see Fred Debonair walk back to his seat in the front.)
Fred Debonair the new golden boy of CCPE whos been getting a little more shine on him since he's branched out from IIW and ventured off into several things but it's funny how everyone sees you as a big success and a top-tier talent and mean not so much but I am the only in this company that actually owns a pinfall victory over you and yeah it might have been a little under a year ago when I did it in our triple threat match with Blade Alexander but facts or facts I beat you. So if I'm such an inferior opponent, I wonder what that makes you with this new information to be shown? Hmmm I guess will just have to see if that shine starts to turn to rust and yeah Fred don't get our relationship confused while I've had your back the last couple of months in IIW and even held the IIW Tag Team titles with you for a brief moment, I don't like you but I do respect you but that respect only goes so far and while you may have thought I suggested for us to drop the Tag Titles because of the pathetic competition in IIW. ( I laugh to myself and Charles looks over my seat at me to see what's funny but I wave him off and return back to my letter.)
The real reason I had us drop them was that I couldn't stand being Tag Team Champions with you! The thought of being paired with someone like you made my skin itch and my stomach turn. A guy who has never known any suffering or struggle and has only had a good life for years and the success I never had but even all that wasn't the straw that broke the camel's back. It was the fact I saw a father stab his son in the back for greed and then you tossed him to the side like he meant nothing, almost as if he was worthless like garbage! And yeah you did for the Gold and Page but you could see how a guy like me with my backstory would look at you with disgust for your actions. I got a lot of reasons why I would love to see you fail and watch you fall off the high horse that Page and everyone else in CCPE put you on because you don't deserve it and you haven't earned it and they can call me jealous of you but the truth is I have been putting in the work and busting my ass to get better and reach the mountain top but I don't get any credit or any love from the same people that I would jump on a grenade for, but it's ok maybe after I outclass you in the rumble and throw you out on your overrated ass everyone will finally see I deserve to be on the high horse that they so prematurely put you on! ( I take a sip out of my beer but end up spilling it on my shirt but I avoid it spilling on my letter thank god as I sigh. As I get ready to get up to retrieve a towel or napkin my good friend Peter Vaughn has already beat me to it as he pulls a cloth out of his shirt pocket for me to use and then with a smile he takes his seat in front of me.)
There is no doubt that Peter is not only the best competitor in this rumble and a very underrated talent that hasn't gotten his flowers yet but he is about the only one besides Page and Charles that I can truly call my friend without hesitation. Since the days of OCW Peter has been like a big brother to me that took me under his wing when we left that dump and every step of the way he has shown me that an underdog who use to be just a janitor could pull himself up above the clouds and breakthrough any ceiling someone can have for you. Peter is an inspirational story that doesn't get talked about enough in this industry. He's won a major title in every promotion he's ever stepped foot in and has beaten some of the top names in pro wrestling and for the first time in my career, we will be opponents instead of partners. I know it might not be the cool thing to say because I'm supposed to want to rip his head off or something of that nature but to be honest, I have no ill intentions towards Peter and actually hope if it's not me then it's him that walks out as World Heavyweight Champion but that doesn't mean I'm not going to try and eliminate him if I have no choice but in a perfect world this whole damn thing would come down to him and me in the middle of the ring. It's a dream of mine to stand across the ring one day from Peter and see how far I've come since his teachings and that dream can damn sure become reality if we both end up meeting in the rumble an honor that I won't take likely and Peter I want you to know I will give you my all and not hold back because that wouldn't be justice for you. There is no doubt that I will do whatever it takes to win this match because for me Peter this is my chance to prove I belong in the same sentence with you and all the others, so like I've always said to my enemies I now say to my friend buckle up and get ready for a rocky ride to Miller Time! ( I look to the side and take a moment to admire the view out the window as if it could be my last and then after a few moments of peace I return to the letter for my final thoughts.)
This rumble is about survival and as I explained earlier I'm an expert at survival because I've had to fight all my life, it's almost poetic to say I was born for this type of environment where chaos will be at an all-time high and everyone will have to stay on high alert because you never know when someone will look to take you out along with all your hopes and dreams and I refuse to let that happen to me, so I will fight like hell to stay in this match, I will punch, kick, claw, bite and whatever else I can think of when the time comes for me to save my own ass because losing is not an option for me because I've lost so much already in my professional career and personal life that I have nothing else to lose but everything to gain in this rumble and that makes me the most dangerous competitor walking into this rumble. I am fully convinced that nobody in this rumble has the same appetite that I have to win this World Championship because most of you have already had this moment in your career once already or multiple times and for the others that haven't had that moment like Cholo, Ace Sky or Punisher. I just don't see that same fire in your eyes that I see in mine when I look into the mirror.
Moments are everything and the moment I keep speaking of is when I toss out the final person in my way, then the bell rings and the fans in a sold-out arena go crazy to the point they blow the roof off the joint and they reward me with the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship as the chant my name and reality hits that I've finally got the monkey off my back and I conquered the demons that have haunted me for years and then all the doubters and critics will finally have their mouths shut and I will no longer have to hear how I'm, not a star a draw or on their level. Instead after December 31st, they will have no choice but to give me the respect I deserve and acknowledge that Bam Miller has arrived because as Charles has always said Fate whispers to the Warrior, ``You cannot survive the Storm.” The Warrior whispered back, “I am the Storm….” ( I put the pen down and fold the letter carefully and then place it in an envelope as the jet gets ready to descend as we have reached our destination. I had the envelope to Charles who I instructed to make sure it gets seen by the right people as the scene fades out as the jet comes to a stop.)