Post by "Cholo" Giovanni Santana on Feb 2, 2024 20:30:47 GMT -5
Priest: La misa a terminado, podéis ir en paz.
The scene opens after those words are heard from a Spanish speaking priest, in a small church in El Paso, Texas. Everyone answers with ‘let us give thanks to the Lord’ in Spanish before starting to head out. The church probably holds about 200 people max, but it is the church Cholo has been coming to since he was a kid, and it is a place for both comfort and strength. His parents were ‘legally’ married here, he was baptized here even though he was an older kid and also did his first communion here. It was also here, where the service for his parents was held when they passed away. The lights in the church are dimmed, as they are not needed thanks to the sunlight shining through the colorful stained-glass windows. The pleasant smoke from the burning incense gives this church a very peaceful and harmonious vibe. The supper table in the front is made from plain white oak, from right here in El Paso, with a varnished finish and covered with a white tablecloth. Behind it, a large crucifix with Jesus, also made of the same wood, stands tall, serving as a reminder to all, of his sacrifice. Easter Lily flowers adorn the base of it and can also be found throughout the church. They were donated by Cholo, as they were his mother’s favorite flower. The choir sings a hymn and the parishioners sing along as they exit, but one that does not exit, is our beloved afro-hero, Cholo. He sits there sporting a silver suit with white shirt and black tie. He has a briefcase next to him, and as he places his hands over it, he listens to the words of the hymn and nods in agreement, feeling they apply to him. It’s in Spanish, but through the magic of technology and AI:
Cholo can relate to everything being sung, and could almost twist the words to apply where he is at in his wrestling career at the moment and who his rival is… However, his concentration is broken as the Mayor of El Paso spots him, and after excusing himself from his wife and other church goers, he makes his way over to Cholo. Cholo stands up and shake hands him with, and after the usual pleasantries, we listen in on their conversation.
Cholo: I’m glad I ran into you mayor Leeser, there is something I wanted to return to you.
Mayor: Return?
Cholo reaches for a briefcase and hands it over.
Mayor: Now look Cholo, I’m not one to be bribed, haha, just messing with you. I’ll take a bribe any day and twice on Sunday, even in the Lord’s house.
Cholo: You’re funny, but you know Cholo is not one to bribe anyone.
The mayor puts the briefcase on the pew and unlocks it on both ends before opening it. Inside it, he finds the key to the city he awarded Cholo. While still hunched over, he looks up to Cholo confused.
Mayor: I don’t understand.
He straightens as Cholo takes a seat, and without looking at the mayor he explains.
Cholo: I simply don’t deserve that. I let you, the city, my friends and family down. I let all those homeless orphans down. I brought WGWF, one of the biggest promotions in the world to El Paso, as its World Champion and I lost. The night was supposed to be a celebration of our people, our culture, of Cholo, and I simply embarrassed everyone.
The mayor bursts out laughing and Cholo is now the one confused. He laughs so hard that the few people left in the church look at him like a man possessed and wonder if they should go get all the ‘viejitas’ to perform an exorcism. He takes out a handkerchief and wipes the tears forming in his eyes before putting it away and sitting next to Cholo.
Mayor: Is that what this is about? You think that just because you lost, actually let’s call it what it was, because you got cheated out of your title, that we would actually ask you to return the key to the city back to us? Please tell me that’s not the case.
Cholo: I uh, yes?
Mayor: Mi’jo… MI’JO! We gave you that key not because of what we expected that night or for what you will do in the future, which I’m sure will be great things. We gave you that key because of everything you have done up to now… Not only for children of El Paso, but for children all over the world. For everything you have done for our city, for putting El Paso on the map. For being a great entrepreneur, philanthropist, and humanitarian. The key is recognition for everything Cholo has done up to now, and, sure, for everything we believe you will do in the future… Because look at me son-
Cholo, who this whole time had just been staring at the crucifix at the front of the church, turns to face the mayor with pain in his eyes.
Mayor: Because all of us believe in you! That didn’t stop after that show. So, you lost the World title, big deal! We know you can get it back, sooner or later; you will get it back. We have no doubt about that. But with or without a title, you are still our champion… Not because of a belt you wear around your waist or even because of this plaque you can hang on a wall somewhere… But because of who you are as a man, as a human being, and for all the great things you do.
Cholo nods slightly, sighs deeply and then goes back to staring at Jesus.
Mayor: Trust me Cholo, you haven’t let anyone down… I could run a poll asking how many residents feel let down by you and not one will vote that way. Hell, I could run a vote asking them to vote who has let them down more often, you or me… I bet you I win by a landslide!
Cholo can’t help but laugh. He then turns to face the mayor.
Cholo: Thank you Mr. Leeser, it means a lot.
Mayor: Please, no need to thank me when I’m only speaking the truth… and call me Oscar, Mr. Leeser is a dick.
They laugh again as they stand up, shake hands and then the mayor closes the briefcase and hands it back to Cholo.
Mayor: You earned this. Now get back to work and earn your championship back.
Cholo: Yessir.
Mayor: atta boy, anyway, let me get out here, I don’t like how that group of old ladies over there are looking at me.
He nods towards a group of about six old ladies, each no taller than five feet, holding rosaries in their hands, all wearing black including black veils that cover their faces. Cholo raises his eyebrows amused. The mayor takes a back exit and Cholo sits back down briefly, listening to the last hymn being sung…
Cholo nods, feeling that the hymn, in addition to what the mayor had to say to him, was exactly what he needed to hear before heading out… He stands up, grabs the briefcase and heads out the main aisle, stopping by a golden stoup which contains holy water. Cholo dips his thumb and index finger in it, and then turns to face the crucifix and does the sign of the cross, asking for a blessing and giving thanks at the same time. Once he steps outside, he is greeted by the warm El Paso sun on a nice, clear day. As he heads down the steps, he notices a few old ladies asking for donations, and without hesitation he takes out a roll of cash and spreads it around. After listening to their thanks and blessings, he is approached by Paula Perez, daughter of Paco “The Drinking Time Bomb” Perez and his director of operations for all his shelters. After a warm embrace, Cholo puts on his sunglasses and as she wraps her arms around his left arm, they walk towards the park across the street.
Cholo: Please tell me you got good news.
Paula: Don’t I always?
Cholo: No, not always.
Paula: Okay fair enough, but this time, I do have some great news.
Cholo: Hit me.
Paula: Well, first of all, all of our shelters, but in the US and Latin America are now on land and buildings that actually belong to you.
Cholo: Wow, that was fast.
Paula: Well, I’m the best. Say it.
Cholo: You are the best.
Paula: Thank you. But also, after everyone saw what Mac did to you, they were willing to help you out. Everyone loves you Cholo.
Cholo: Sweet, so they gave us the properties really cheap right?
Paula: Okay they don’t love you that much.
Cholo: Putos.
Paula: Woah!
Cholo: Just kidding… But yeah, that’s something that I never thought I would have to worry about, but lesson learned…
Paula: What lesson is that exactly.
Cholo: That there are some real, evil sons of bitches out there.
Paula: Ah.
Cholo: Like Alfred said, some people just want to see the world burn.
Paula: Alfred?
Cholo: Bruce’s butler?
Paula: Like, Bruce Wayne? Are you quoting Bat-Man’s butler?
Cholo: Simon que si! That Butler is wise Paula!
Paula: He’s also not real.
Cholo: I mean that’s beside the point.
Paula: Mmhmm.
Cholo: Any more good news?
Paula: Of course, I found a perfect location for our big home coming event.
Cholo: Stop playing!
Paula: I’m not!
Cholo: Still in El Paso?
Paula: Well, right outside of El Paso, 5 minute drive, but still near everything we need and with a lot of land.
Cholo: I can’t believe you found a spot that quick…
Paula: I don’t see why, there is a lot of flat land here with not much going on, there is land for sale everywhere. Who wants to live here, honestly?
Cholo: You know you from here too right?
Paula: I know, I’m just fooling. But seriously, it’s a great spot. The kids, the families, everyone is going to love it.
Cholo: Wow, I’m blown away.
Paula: If I’m honest, doing what Mac did was probably the best thing that could have happened, considering.
Cholo: Yeah, I guess you’re right… None of this would be happening, which is completely amazing. Silver-lining right?
Paula: one-hundred percent.
Cholo: Can we go look at it now?
Paula: Of course, you want to ride with me or?
Cholo: Yeah, let’s go! Oh no, wait… There is something I need to do first.
Paula: What’s that?
Cholo tilts his head back, looking right at us and winks.
El Closing Shoot
The scene opens after those words are heard from a Spanish speaking priest, in a small church in El Paso, Texas. Everyone answers with ‘let us give thanks to the Lord’ in Spanish before starting to head out. The church probably holds about 200 people max, but it is the church Cholo has been coming to since he was a kid, and it is a place for both comfort and strength. His parents were ‘legally’ married here, he was baptized here even though he was an older kid and also did his first communion here. It was also here, where the service for his parents was held when they passed away. The lights in the church are dimmed, as they are not needed thanks to the sunlight shining through the colorful stained-glass windows. The pleasant smoke from the burning incense gives this church a very peaceful and harmonious vibe. The supper table in the front is made from plain white oak, from right here in El Paso, with a varnished finish and covered with a white tablecloth. Behind it, a large crucifix with Jesus, also made of the same wood, stands tall, serving as a reminder to all, of his sacrifice. Easter Lily flowers adorn the base of it and can also be found throughout the church. They were donated by Cholo, as they were his mother’s favorite flower. The choir sings a hymn and the parishioners sing along as they exit, but one that does not exit, is our beloved afro-hero, Cholo. He sits there sporting a silver suit with white shirt and black tie. He has a briefcase next to him, and as he places his hands over it, he listens to the words of the hymn and nods in agreement, feeling they apply to him. It’s in Spanish, but through the magic of technology and AI:
“When I am weak, he gives me strength.
When I am lonely, he comforts me.
When I am tired of the load that I am bearing,
He gives me courage, courage, courage to bear my share.”
When I am lonely, he comforts me.
When I am tired of the load that I am bearing,
He gives me courage, courage, courage to bear my share.”
Cholo can relate to everything being sung, and could almost twist the words to apply where he is at in his wrestling career at the moment and who his rival is… However, his concentration is broken as the Mayor of El Paso spots him, and after excusing himself from his wife and other church goers, he makes his way over to Cholo. Cholo stands up and shake hands him with, and after the usual pleasantries, we listen in on their conversation.
Cholo: I’m glad I ran into you mayor Leeser, there is something I wanted to return to you.
Mayor: Return?
Cholo reaches for a briefcase and hands it over.
Mayor: Now look Cholo, I’m not one to be bribed, haha, just messing with you. I’ll take a bribe any day and twice on Sunday, even in the Lord’s house.
Cholo: You’re funny, but you know Cholo is not one to bribe anyone.
The mayor puts the briefcase on the pew and unlocks it on both ends before opening it. Inside it, he finds the key to the city he awarded Cholo. While still hunched over, he looks up to Cholo confused.
Mayor: I don’t understand.
He straightens as Cholo takes a seat, and without looking at the mayor he explains.
Cholo: I simply don’t deserve that. I let you, the city, my friends and family down. I let all those homeless orphans down. I brought WGWF, one of the biggest promotions in the world to El Paso, as its World Champion and I lost. The night was supposed to be a celebration of our people, our culture, of Cholo, and I simply embarrassed everyone.
The mayor bursts out laughing and Cholo is now the one confused. He laughs so hard that the few people left in the church look at him like a man possessed and wonder if they should go get all the ‘viejitas’ to perform an exorcism. He takes out a handkerchief and wipes the tears forming in his eyes before putting it away and sitting next to Cholo.
Mayor: Is that what this is about? You think that just because you lost, actually let’s call it what it was, because you got cheated out of your title, that we would actually ask you to return the key to the city back to us? Please tell me that’s not the case.
Cholo: I uh, yes?
Mayor: Mi’jo… MI’JO! We gave you that key not because of what we expected that night or for what you will do in the future, which I’m sure will be great things. We gave you that key because of everything you have done up to now… Not only for children of El Paso, but for children all over the world. For everything you have done for our city, for putting El Paso on the map. For being a great entrepreneur, philanthropist, and humanitarian. The key is recognition for everything Cholo has done up to now, and, sure, for everything we believe you will do in the future… Because look at me son-
Cholo, who this whole time had just been staring at the crucifix at the front of the church, turns to face the mayor with pain in his eyes.
Mayor: Because all of us believe in you! That didn’t stop after that show. So, you lost the World title, big deal! We know you can get it back, sooner or later; you will get it back. We have no doubt about that. But with or without a title, you are still our champion… Not because of a belt you wear around your waist or even because of this plaque you can hang on a wall somewhere… But because of who you are as a man, as a human being, and for all the great things you do.
Cholo nods slightly, sighs deeply and then goes back to staring at Jesus.
Mayor: Trust me Cholo, you haven’t let anyone down… I could run a poll asking how many residents feel let down by you and not one will vote that way. Hell, I could run a vote asking them to vote who has let them down more often, you or me… I bet you I win by a landslide!
Cholo can’t help but laugh. He then turns to face the mayor.
Cholo: Thank you Mr. Leeser, it means a lot.
Mayor: Please, no need to thank me when I’m only speaking the truth… and call me Oscar, Mr. Leeser is a dick.
They laugh again as they stand up, shake hands and then the mayor closes the briefcase and hands it back to Cholo.
Mayor: You earned this. Now get back to work and earn your championship back.
Cholo: Yessir.
Mayor: atta boy, anyway, let me get out here, I don’t like how that group of old ladies over there are looking at me.
He nods towards a group of about six old ladies, each no taller than five feet, holding rosaries in their hands, all wearing black including black veils that cover their faces. Cholo raises his eyebrows amused. The mayor takes a back exit and Cholo sits back down briefly, listening to the last hymn being sung…
“And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God has willed his truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo! his doom is sure;
One little word shall fell him.”
We will not fear, for God has willed his truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo! his doom is sure;
One little word shall fell him.”
Cholo nods, feeling that the hymn, in addition to what the mayor had to say to him, was exactly what he needed to hear before heading out… He stands up, grabs the briefcase and heads out the main aisle, stopping by a golden stoup which contains holy water. Cholo dips his thumb and index finger in it, and then turns to face the crucifix and does the sign of the cross, asking for a blessing and giving thanks at the same time. Once he steps outside, he is greeted by the warm El Paso sun on a nice, clear day. As he heads down the steps, he notices a few old ladies asking for donations, and without hesitation he takes out a roll of cash and spreads it around. After listening to their thanks and blessings, he is approached by Paula Perez, daughter of Paco “The Drinking Time Bomb” Perez and his director of operations for all his shelters. After a warm embrace, Cholo puts on his sunglasses and as she wraps her arms around his left arm, they walk towards the park across the street.
Cholo: Please tell me you got good news.
Paula: Don’t I always?
Cholo: No, not always.
Paula: Okay fair enough, but this time, I do have some great news.
Cholo: Hit me.
Paula: Well, first of all, all of our shelters, but in the US and Latin America are now on land and buildings that actually belong to you.
Cholo: Wow, that was fast.
Paula: Well, I’m the best. Say it.
Cholo: You are the best.
Paula: Thank you. But also, after everyone saw what Mac did to you, they were willing to help you out. Everyone loves you Cholo.
Cholo: Sweet, so they gave us the properties really cheap right?
Paula: Okay they don’t love you that much.
Cholo: Putos.
Paula: Woah!
Cholo: Just kidding… But yeah, that’s something that I never thought I would have to worry about, but lesson learned…
Paula: What lesson is that exactly.
Cholo: That there are some real, evil sons of bitches out there.
Paula: Ah.
Cholo: Like Alfred said, some people just want to see the world burn.
Paula: Alfred?
Cholo: Bruce’s butler?
Paula: Like, Bruce Wayne? Are you quoting Bat-Man’s butler?
Cholo: Simon que si! That Butler is wise Paula!
Paula: He’s also not real.
Cholo: I mean that’s beside the point.
Paula: Mmhmm.
Cholo: Any more good news?
Paula: Of course, I found a perfect location for our big home coming event.
Cholo: Stop playing!
Paula: I’m not!
Cholo: Still in El Paso?
Paula: Well, right outside of El Paso, 5 minute drive, but still near everything we need and with a lot of land.
Cholo: I can’t believe you found a spot that quick…
Paula: I don’t see why, there is a lot of flat land here with not much going on, there is land for sale everywhere. Who wants to live here, honestly?
Cholo: You know you from here too right?
Paula: I know, I’m just fooling. But seriously, it’s a great spot. The kids, the families, everyone is going to love it.
Cholo: Wow, I’m blown away.
Paula: If I’m honest, doing what Mac did was probably the best thing that could have happened, considering.
Cholo: Yeah, I guess you’re right… None of this would be happening, which is completely amazing. Silver-lining right?
Paula: one-hundred percent.
Cholo: Can we go look at it now?
Paula: Of course, you want to ride with me or?
Cholo: Yeah, let’s go! Oh no, wait… There is something I need to do first.
Paula: What’s that?
Cholo tilts his head back, looking right at us and winks.
El Closing Shoot
It’s been over 300 days since your boy Cholo was last without any gold… That’s a mighty long time, almost a full year… In those 300 days Cholo held 2 championships, won multiple awards, a key to the city and carried the WGWF flag proudly over his shoulder and waved it wherever he went to let people know this promotion is where it’s at.
It’s been 10 days since Cholo quote-on-quote lost the World Championship and If you are wondering what’s going to change now that the streak is over, now that Cholo is back to being a contender, well the answer is a quick and easy one: absolutely nothing.
Cholo is still going to party just as hard.
Cholo is still going to drink just as hard.
Cholo is still going to **** just as hard.
Cholo is still going to wrestle just as hard.
Cholo will continue to make his family, his friends and the Cholitos all over the world just as proud as he always has if not more and you want to know why? Again, simple: Cholo doesn’t know how to do it any other way.
If you think what happened at the First Dance pay-per-view is going to change anything about Cholo, then you haven’t been paying attention because the championship didn’t make Cholo, he made the championships… Both Intercontinental and World… and sure World was a lot shorter than IC but it doesn’t matter, Cholo still made that championship mean something more than it ever meant when Vaughn and Mont held it. No disrespect to those two because Cholo considers them close friends, but they know Cholo ain’t lying.
Now the championship is held by someone who tainted it with blood, my blood… Someone who couldn’t win it on his own, just like he couldn’t win the Cannabis Cup, and it is all thanks to THE Tristan Slater…
Did you just say who?
Now come on, don’t be like that… You all know who Tristan Slater is, but if you felt the attack was unwarranted, uncalled for, and simply put, random AF… Then yes, you are correct.
No, look, Cholo gets it… Tristan is, or was at one point or another Mac Bane’s partner… Not here in WGWF because as far as Cholo knows he has only tagged with one Bam Miller and that was a while ago… Last time Cholo saw these two tagged together was against my cousins The Malvados, who were beating their culos and making them look like silly pendejos. Now I’m sure this reunion must have gotten some monetary benefit behind it because quite frankly why else would Slater get involved? To say that Cholo didn’t see him getting involved would be a huge understatement… but to say that Cholo knew Mac Bane would try to pull something, anything, is beyond obvious.
The moment Mac Bane realized that he couldn’t beat Cholo one-on-one at the Cannabis Cup and got himself DQ’ed, that was the moment Cholo knew that if they ever faced off again, Mac would try to pull every trick in the book to beat Cholo and take his title. Good on ya Mac, Cholo has got a lot more to say to you but today isn’t about you, this week isn’t about you, this match isn’t about you, but your lackey Tristan Slater.
Before the pay-per-view, Cholo had no issues with you Tristan, as a matter of fact, before the cup, Cholo didn’t have any issues with Bane either but Cholo guesses that greed will blind any man, and that is why you are here… and Cholo doesn’t quite know what you are thinking about going into this match, maybe trying to soften Cholo even more before his big rematch with Bane but the truth of the matter is that you are nothing more than a warm up match for Cholo. You see, Cholo doesn’t normally talk to his opponents this way, he gives them the benefit of the doubt and gives them the respect they are due and deserved… But much like Bane, all of that went out of the window at the pay-per-view and on Monday, Cholo is bringing the Latino heat.
At the pay-per-view Cholo was pinned for the very first time, and it’s going to be a long time before that happens again… Mac won’t be able to do it in back-to-back matches and neither will you Slater… Face it, you are just a steppingstone in the path to regaining what is rightfully mine… You don’t even deserve to be at this level Tristan, you weren’t even good enough to win the championship Cholo made famous. On the same night that you screwed Cholo out of his title, you were the first eliminated in the chamber…. If we’re honest, you probably didn’t even belong in that match… Who did you beat, almost a month and a half prior to qualify? A damn clown named Stitches…
Seriously?
Is he the big one or the little one? Honestly, it doesn’t matter.
Really the match should have been dubbed a “circus” match because you look and act like a damn clown yourself Slater… and sure you were placed in a main event match a few weeks later after your qualifier, a 3 on 3 showcase where you were the least showcased, and were clearly exposed as not belonging among those in that match… You weren’t even involved in the finish, couldn’t help your team win and couldn’t keep them from losing… Your team ended up taking the loss and where were you, Chuckles? Just happy being a backstage character, someone in the background that doesn’t deserve the spotlight and the only way he can get it is by riding the coattails of others… or is it by trying to get the rub off others? Cholo saw you taking out your frustrations after the chamber match on Robert Main of all people… That is one tree you don’t want to go up barking and Cholo is not one either…
But yet you continue to try to out-kick your coverage. Well, so be it Slater… At Monday Night Brawl, Cholo will take out his frustrations on you… He will give you the rub you so desperately crave and, in the end, it will be just like every major match you have been a part of… Another loss in your record, and another disappointment for those who choose to align themselves with you.
Payaso.
It’s been 10 days since Cholo quote-on-quote lost the World Championship and If you are wondering what’s going to change now that the streak is over, now that Cholo is back to being a contender, well the answer is a quick and easy one: absolutely nothing.
Cholo is still going to party just as hard.
Cholo is still going to drink just as hard.
Cholo is still going to **** just as hard.
Cholo is still going to wrestle just as hard.
Cholo will continue to make his family, his friends and the Cholitos all over the world just as proud as he always has if not more and you want to know why? Again, simple: Cholo doesn’t know how to do it any other way.
If you think what happened at the First Dance pay-per-view is going to change anything about Cholo, then you haven’t been paying attention because the championship didn’t make Cholo, he made the championships… Both Intercontinental and World… and sure World was a lot shorter than IC but it doesn’t matter, Cholo still made that championship mean something more than it ever meant when Vaughn and Mont held it. No disrespect to those two because Cholo considers them close friends, but they know Cholo ain’t lying.
Now the championship is held by someone who tainted it with blood, my blood… Someone who couldn’t win it on his own, just like he couldn’t win the Cannabis Cup, and it is all thanks to THE Tristan Slater…
Did you just say who?
Now come on, don’t be like that… You all know who Tristan Slater is, but if you felt the attack was unwarranted, uncalled for, and simply put, random AF… Then yes, you are correct.
No, look, Cholo gets it… Tristan is, or was at one point or another Mac Bane’s partner… Not here in WGWF because as far as Cholo knows he has only tagged with one Bam Miller and that was a while ago… Last time Cholo saw these two tagged together was against my cousins The Malvados, who were beating their culos and making them look like silly pendejos. Now I’m sure this reunion must have gotten some monetary benefit behind it because quite frankly why else would Slater get involved? To say that Cholo didn’t see him getting involved would be a huge understatement… but to say that Cholo knew Mac Bane would try to pull something, anything, is beyond obvious.
The moment Mac Bane realized that he couldn’t beat Cholo one-on-one at the Cannabis Cup and got himself DQ’ed, that was the moment Cholo knew that if they ever faced off again, Mac would try to pull every trick in the book to beat Cholo and take his title. Good on ya Mac, Cholo has got a lot more to say to you but today isn’t about you, this week isn’t about you, this match isn’t about you, but your lackey Tristan Slater.
Before the pay-per-view, Cholo had no issues with you Tristan, as a matter of fact, before the cup, Cholo didn’t have any issues with Bane either but Cholo guesses that greed will blind any man, and that is why you are here… and Cholo doesn’t quite know what you are thinking about going into this match, maybe trying to soften Cholo even more before his big rematch with Bane but the truth of the matter is that you are nothing more than a warm up match for Cholo. You see, Cholo doesn’t normally talk to his opponents this way, he gives them the benefit of the doubt and gives them the respect they are due and deserved… But much like Bane, all of that went out of the window at the pay-per-view and on Monday, Cholo is bringing the Latino heat.
At the pay-per-view Cholo was pinned for the very first time, and it’s going to be a long time before that happens again… Mac won’t be able to do it in back-to-back matches and neither will you Slater… Face it, you are just a steppingstone in the path to regaining what is rightfully mine… You don’t even deserve to be at this level Tristan, you weren’t even good enough to win the championship Cholo made famous. On the same night that you screwed Cholo out of his title, you were the first eliminated in the chamber…. If we’re honest, you probably didn’t even belong in that match… Who did you beat, almost a month and a half prior to qualify? A damn clown named Stitches…
Seriously?
Is he the big one or the little one? Honestly, it doesn’t matter.
Really the match should have been dubbed a “circus” match because you look and act like a damn clown yourself Slater… and sure you were placed in a main event match a few weeks later after your qualifier, a 3 on 3 showcase where you were the least showcased, and were clearly exposed as not belonging among those in that match… You weren’t even involved in the finish, couldn’t help your team win and couldn’t keep them from losing… Your team ended up taking the loss and where were you, Chuckles? Just happy being a backstage character, someone in the background that doesn’t deserve the spotlight and the only way he can get it is by riding the coattails of others… or is it by trying to get the rub off others? Cholo saw you taking out your frustrations after the chamber match on Robert Main of all people… That is one tree you don’t want to go up barking and Cholo is not one either…
But yet you continue to try to out-kick your coverage. Well, so be it Slater… At Monday Night Brawl, Cholo will take out his frustrations on you… He will give you the rub you so desperately crave and, in the end, it will be just like every major match you have been a part of… Another loss in your record, and another disappointment for those who choose to align themselves with you.
Payaso.