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11/4/2011:
"High Noon" is almost here, and while I'm just as excited and proud as everyone else about CHIKARA's first iPPV
event, those aren't the feelings that dominate my mind. No, my mind is fixated on one issue, and it will remain
that way until I settle it. Of course, I'm talking about CHIKARA's biggest waste of space, Tursas. It seems like
every time I turn on my computer or check my Twitter, Tursas has got something to say about me. However, words and
insults are just the tip of the iceberg. Talk is cheap. What really has me on a warpath is the fact that I can't
get through one weekend of CHIKARA events without Tursas sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, or having one
of his pathetic stablemates get involved in my business. I'm way past the point of being frustrated, being sick
and tired, however you want to put it. I'm at my breaking point, Tursas.
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Everything leading up to this point is officially out the window. Ancient history. This isn't about the USA or
Finland. This isn't about The Colony or The BDK. This isn't about any titles or trophies. Tursas, this is about
you and me. This is where I show the world that I am better than you. This is where I prove that I can beat you
one on one. I'm out to end this once and for all, and I will do whatever it takes to do so. If I get a hold of
your arm, I'm breaking it. If I get a hold of your neck, I'm putting you to sleep. If I see an opening, I'm taking
it without hesitation. I've trained too hard, learned too much, and dealt with too much of your disrespect and
backhandedness to fail now.
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So Tursas, I'm not just here running my mouth for no reason. I have something of a request for you. If things
continue to go down the way that they've been going down, this will never get settled. So at "High Noon," fight
me like a man for once in your life. No blatantly biased referee, no interference from your little partners. You
can leave all of that at home because believe me, on November 13th, I'll be bringing enough madness for you, me,
your crew, and everyone else in the Asylum Arena.
So this is it. We've been butting heads for way too long and I'm as ready as I'll ever be for this to come
to an end. Because if there's one lesson that you're going to take away from all of this, it's that you do not
butt heads with Green Ant.
November 13th. Philadelphia. "High Noon." I hope you're ready, Tursas.
GA
11/4/2011:
"High Noon" is almost here, and while I'm just as excited and proud as everyone else about CHIKARA's first iPPV
event, those aren't the feelings that dominate my mind. No, my mind is fixated on one issue, and it will remain
that way until I settle it. Of course, I'm talking about CHIKARA's biggest waste of space, Tursas. It seems like
every time I turn on my computer or check my Twitter, Tursas has got something to say about me. However, words and
insults are just the tip of the iceberg. Talk is cheap. What really has me on a warpath is the fact that I can't
get through one weekend of CHIKARA events without Tursas sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, or having one
of his pathetic stablemates get involved in my business. I'm way past the point of being frustrated, being sick
and tired, however you want to put it. I'm at my breaking point, Tursas.
