12/16/2010:
These are trying times for me, Willie and Jaz. Seeing Red and Dymond
attacked by the thugs of the BDK has changed us. Changed our outlook about wrestling, and about life.
We've been flooded with e-mails and messages from people asking us what's next. Where do Da Soul Touchaz
go from here?
Well, the second Red told all of us he and Dymond were done - not because they chose to step away,
but because of what the BDK pulled in the ring - I personally fell to my knees
and couldn't get back up. These 2 people have guided every step of my career, they're like family to me.
I owe them everything. When I think back to November 21st, in that cold back room of the ECW Arena,
where Red and Dymond were in such bad shape they
couldn't even talk to their own children to tell them what had happened...to hear their little girls
crying and screaming over the phone asking me where's my mommy and daddy? Why won't
they be home for Thanksgiving? It was unbearable. Infuriating. I would rather be smacked upside the head with a
steel chair before witnessing anything like that again.
While all of this is quite painful and still seems surreal, I know deep down Red and Dymond
want us to stay strong and keep touching
souls. And make no mistake about it, that's exactly what we're going to do!
When we beat you in Michigan, when we beat you in New York, when we beat you on November 20 in
Easton - it wasn't personal. It was competition. That's what brought DST to CHIKARA in the first place. The
chance to show the world what we can do. But you turned this into something else. You made it personal. And it
would be one thing if it were me - or Willie, or Jaz. But you attacked Dymond and Red. You made us watch as you
ended their careers. And you started a war YOU are not ready to fight.
They say that revenge is a dish best served cold, well BDK, bon appetit. The next time we cross paths -
in the ring, in the back, out in the street, it doesn't matter - there will be no mercy,
no weakness, and certainly no forgiveness! It's not going to be enough to pin your shoulders to the mat for three.
We're going to tear you apart.
C.Red and Dymond, we all love you and you will be avenged.
That's a promise.
MR. M-80
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