Dr. CMV1
06-03-2010, 09:24 AM
I hate "The Professor" - I really do. What makes that dude think he knows so much about wrestling? He talks to us like we're mentally challenged, so you’d think he’d be some sort of authority on the subject of how to mold yourself into a star in the field of sports entertainment. Yet, everything he has was handed to him. He critiques MY promos? MY matches? For a guy that isn't even that good, here he is giving me long winded advice. Honestly, I think it takes most people 1 sentence to say what it takes him 4 or more paragraphs to say. I doubt I'm not the only one who feels this way (I didn’t nickname him the professor), but everyone is too scared to say anything. I mean, don't me wrong; I will give credit where credit is due. He's done a nice job rounding himself into a respected veteran who works diligently to improve at his craft. But, frankly, I've had just about enough of this nonsense of him thinking himself so superior to me that he can break down my matches in front of everybody like I'm some rookie at this game...like I'm a fresh off the Florida Championship Developmental shelf, complete with a baby-sized comprehension of what to do to succeed around here.
It disrespects me that he doesn't respect me. Does he not know what I've done in the past? I was at it for a long time and doing just fine for myself. I got a better opportunity and here I am today, but I was the best where I was at and it's difficult to dispute the fact that I'm one of the best there is where I'm at right here...right now. I appreciate history and I appreciate a hierarchy, but I circumvent that hierarchy and immediately shoot to the top of it with very little dues paid because I'm just that damn good and talented. Because you didn't create me or help establish me or anything of the sort - I was BROUGHT IN to take your spot and overtake your legend in order to give this era a new phenom. I am the man and I garner the respect of nine out of ten people here because we have mutual respect for one another. You still operate as if you're a colonel put in charge of the locker room to act as leader in the absence of General McMahon. How can one respect you if you politic your way to the top and act above the rest of the boys? You simply can't...
Yeah, we've all the heard the stories about "The Professor" and how he was the most respected man in the locker room. Shawn said it on the way out of the Phoenix University Stadium, noting that while I must be frustrated by the Taker's leadership, I must learn to respect him and see how it's done because one day I might have to step into that role. "He's hard on you because he sees a future leader of this company in you." Well, I don't care what either of them say - I will lead in a different way than the old school. Can they not clearly see that this is the new school? He wants to question me even about my attire, harping on me in front of all the boys in the back about my not following the dress code and then reporting it to Vince like we're in the second grade. I'm better than that. I know better than that, too. I don't dress the way society wants me to. I don't play that game. Cena gets to where jean shorts and t-shirts all the time because that's his "gimmick." Well, what is it that I have? Is it not a gimmick of a man that plays by his own set of rules that don't follow the norms? That must not actually be my gimmick. "The Professor" himself doesn't follow the dress code, using the gimmick excuse to get out of having to do what the rest of us do...some leader he is...I guess I need a refresher in the unspoken book of all things pro-wrestling chapter that involves the definition of a gimmick. You know what I look like in a suit? A poser is what I look like in a suit!
Tough love for a supposed leader in waiting? That’s what this is? I finally make it to the top of the mountain last year and I am drawing white hot heat and then you go and sabotage me? Then you’ve got the cahones to start heavily criticizing my every move and telling the higher ups and other vets that I’m a problem? That I’m not respectful and think I’m better than everyone else? Is this guy for real?! I have never been anything, but respectful and have the utmost appreciation and admiration for the history of this company and this business. I can tell you every one of the matches that “The Professor” had that I loved when I was younger and would be happy to tell stories to my kids one day of some of the things I’ve seen the guy do in the ring since I’ve been a part of this company. Respect I have. The ability to stand idly by and allow this man to trample my career for no particular reason without putting my hands up and stopping it? I don’t have that.
But on top of all of that to sit there and come up with some excuse as to why I lost the title, rather than admit to your transgression? “You wouldn’t have had anyone to work with if you’d beaten me?” That’s what you have to say. That’s what you have to say for that deception and greed and hogging of the limelight. You say THAT as you take a number two on the push that I both rightfully deserved and would’ve done so much to help this business with? And in the name of the betterment of the business no less? You’ve got a major malfunction, my friend, and it isn’t that your ugly stick figure of a skanky girlfriend can’t seem to keep her mouth shut. It’s that you have committed the cardinal sin that so many of your elders make out to be a right of passage. That by somehow having enough time pass and a number of years tick off your career’s biological clock that you’ve forgotten what it is like to be “just another one of the boys” – working our asses of to make a living doing this crazy job that shortens our lives by 30 years on the average. Your sin is failing to remember. Shawn says that you treat me this way for some greater purpose that I don’t yet fully understand but will one day teach to a younger star. He commits the sin of trusting the sinner.
I will lead this company one day and I’ll do it with class and dignity and the kind of revolutionary guidance that men like you would never understand with your poisoned minds. Where as you have years of toxic waste in your veins from people telling you “it’s just the business” when you go comatose every night after your matches, my mind is pure. I have clarity and you do not. I don’t need a cleansing because I’m already clean…and you most certainly do. You have allowed the poison in your mind to manifest itself as the alpha position of prominence that everyone should strive for in our line of work. You ARE poison. I am the anecdote.
Recently, “The Professor” injured himself in a match where he showed his age. Of course, he blamed it on his opponent, but his opponent has so much respect from the boys – legit respect and not the learned/taught/fear driven respect – that it won’t matter to him nor make him look bad. I hear that his injuries will require him to be out of action and off the road for awhile. Perhaps that will lead to the more permanent retirement that you so desperately need and that the locker room so quietly and desperately craves. Good riddance to you…you will return one day to a new working environment and while you may try to use your black magic to sway things back to the old direction, you’ll be met with a resistance that was not there when you left. A resistance that only comes from allowing the living, breathing mass to develop antibodies to the poison.
I hate “The Professor” – and I will overcome him…
It disrespects me that he doesn't respect me. Does he not know what I've done in the past? I was at it for a long time and doing just fine for myself. I got a better opportunity and here I am today, but I was the best where I was at and it's difficult to dispute the fact that I'm one of the best there is where I'm at right here...right now. I appreciate history and I appreciate a hierarchy, but I circumvent that hierarchy and immediately shoot to the top of it with very little dues paid because I'm just that damn good and talented. Because you didn't create me or help establish me or anything of the sort - I was BROUGHT IN to take your spot and overtake your legend in order to give this era a new phenom. I am the man and I garner the respect of nine out of ten people here because we have mutual respect for one another. You still operate as if you're a colonel put in charge of the locker room to act as leader in the absence of General McMahon. How can one respect you if you politic your way to the top and act above the rest of the boys? You simply can't...
Yeah, we've all the heard the stories about "The Professor" and how he was the most respected man in the locker room. Shawn said it on the way out of the Phoenix University Stadium, noting that while I must be frustrated by the Taker's leadership, I must learn to respect him and see how it's done because one day I might have to step into that role. "He's hard on you because he sees a future leader of this company in you." Well, I don't care what either of them say - I will lead in a different way than the old school. Can they not clearly see that this is the new school? He wants to question me even about my attire, harping on me in front of all the boys in the back about my not following the dress code and then reporting it to Vince like we're in the second grade. I'm better than that. I know better than that, too. I don't dress the way society wants me to. I don't play that game. Cena gets to where jean shorts and t-shirts all the time because that's his "gimmick." Well, what is it that I have? Is it not a gimmick of a man that plays by his own set of rules that don't follow the norms? That must not actually be my gimmick. "The Professor" himself doesn't follow the dress code, using the gimmick excuse to get out of having to do what the rest of us do...some leader he is...I guess I need a refresher in the unspoken book of all things pro-wrestling chapter that involves the definition of a gimmick. You know what I look like in a suit? A poser is what I look like in a suit!
Tough love for a supposed leader in waiting? That’s what this is? I finally make it to the top of the mountain last year and I am drawing white hot heat and then you go and sabotage me? Then you’ve got the cahones to start heavily criticizing my every move and telling the higher ups and other vets that I’m a problem? That I’m not respectful and think I’m better than everyone else? Is this guy for real?! I have never been anything, but respectful and have the utmost appreciation and admiration for the history of this company and this business. I can tell you every one of the matches that “The Professor” had that I loved when I was younger and would be happy to tell stories to my kids one day of some of the things I’ve seen the guy do in the ring since I’ve been a part of this company. Respect I have. The ability to stand idly by and allow this man to trample my career for no particular reason without putting my hands up and stopping it? I don’t have that.
But on top of all of that to sit there and come up with some excuse as to why I lost the title, rather than admit to your transgression? “You wouldn’t have had anyone to work with if you’d beaten me?” That’s what you have to say. That’s what you have to say for that deception and greed and hogging of the limelight. You say THAT as you take a number two on the push that I both rightfully deserved and would’ve done so much to help this business with? And in the name of the betterment of the business no less? You’ve got a major malfunction, my friend, and it isn’t that your ugly stick figure of a skanky girlfriend can’t seem to keep her mouth shut. It’s that you have committed the cardinal sin that so many of your elders make out to be a right of passage. That by somehow having enough time pass and a number of years tick off your career’s biological clock that you’ve forgotten what it is like to be “just another one of the boys” – working our asses of to make a living doing this crazy job that shortens our lives by 30 years on the average. Your sin is failing to remember. Shawn says that you treat me this way for some greater purpose that I don’t yet fully understand but will one day teach to a younger star. He commits the sin of trusting the sinner.
I will lead this company one day and I’ll do it with class and dignity and the kind of revolutionary guidance that men like you would never understand with your poisoned minds. Where as you have years of toxic waste in your veins from people telling you “it’s just the business” when you go comatose every night after your matches, my mind is pure. I have clarity and you do not. I don’t need a cleansing because I’m already clean…and you most certainly do. You have allowed the poison in your mind to manifest itself as the alpha position of prominence that everyone should strive for in our line of work. You ARE poison. I am the anecdote.
Recently, “The Professor” injured himself in a match where he showed his age. Of course, he blamed it on his opponent, but his opponent has so much respect from the boys – legit respect and not the learned/taught/fear driven respect – that it won’t matter to him nor make him look bad. I hear that his injuries will require him to be out of action and off the road for awhile. Perhaps that will lead to the more permanent retirement that you so desperately need and that the locker room so quietly and desperately craves. Good riddance to you…you will return one day to a new working environment and while you may try to use your black magic to sway things back to the old direction, you’ll be met with a resistance that was not there when you left. A resistance that only comes from allowing the living, breathing mass to develop antibodies to the poison.
I hate “The Professor” – and I will overcome him…