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Date Posted: 19:55:03 07/22/02 Mon
Author: Furious Steele
Subject: Drugged dreams and things to come

[Seven years is this god damn business and still the same old shit... Seven years and eight world titles and every damn rookie to the fed wants to try to make a name for themselves by calling me a mother fucking midcarder, a Curious Steele, or a fraud... I swear the next person that calls me any of the above is going to get a certificate in the mail for most unoriginal. In seven years the business has changed a lot. Back then Bret Hart, HBK, Savage and a lot of other guys were on top of the business. Nobody had even heard of the new age loud mouth punks like Jericho and the Rock. Seven years go by and now these new guys compare us old school wrestlers to these new punks??????????? Fuck that.... I was winning world titles while half of these little bitches were still sucking on their mommy's nipple or hiding under the covers beating their meat...

Seven years in this damn business and only one thing has stayed the same.. Either you fuck people over or you get fucked over.. Every other week you got some new guy showing up wanting to claim his fame but for that to happen somebody else has to step aside.. Every damn new guy comes into the fed thinks that somebody has just been holding his spot until he arrives like he is the second coming of god... They all think they deserve respect for just fucking showing up and signing a contract with the GWA.... You young punks want some respect, live through half the wars the veterans around this business have been involved with because we made it in this business by taking somebody's spot.. When I showed up in the business nobody was going to give me shit except a beat down.. I made my name by fighting anybody and everybody in any kind of match you could think of. I fought one on one, tag matches, and handicap matches. Hell I took on stables more times they I can remember. I took asswhoopings but the next week I was right back in their face. That is part of what is wrong with the business today. Everybody is afraid of taking an asswhooping.

Which brings to me this fucking AW shit... These boys come in thinking that they have been around the world a few times so something is owed to them. Fuck them..They want to show up and think something is owed to them like they are the big nut in the sky well it just is not going to happen. The GWA only has so many spots for the top guys so if they want to make a run for the gold then they better be ready to take somebody's lively hood away from them.. They better be ready to do ANYTHING in their power to make it happen. The GWA is filled with guys who have been around the business for a long ass time and none of them are planning on retiring anytime soon... These punks think that I am afraid of going one on four with them then they got another thing coming.. I will win in the end whether that means taking all four of you bastards on at once or picking you off one by one backstage and in the parking lot.. I have not only survived in this business but I have been on top of the business by taking out punks like these boys.

Seven years in this damn business and this may be the strangest match that I have ever been involved in.. What in the hell is Storm thinking putting Jackson, lindsey, Goliath, and myself together like this. He has to know that Jackson could easily turn on the rest. Lindsey is as crazy as a bed bug, and that I am only ever going to serve myself.. Does Storm want the AW to succeed? Is he hoping for a rating grabber? Hell is he just trying to throw together eight guys he does not like and see what happens?? The only thing I know is that Storm has fucked me twice now in the past two weeks and his day will come. When Goliath is the glue that is suppose to hold the ship together everybody better start looking for a life jacket.

After all these years and the Outlaw (or David as he likes to be called) and I are still going at it. Hell we haven't had a match against each other in years but our fates do seem linked somehow.. Over the years we have shown up in the same feds some times me first other times him first but never have we been able to settle our differences. It is hard to believe that Outlaw has not been a world champion as long as I have known him. He is THE most talented wrestler in the business but for whatever reason the women keep coming up first on his priorities.. I will give him credit for one comment. "Sometimes we are our own worst enemy". Now finally there is a light at the end of the tunnel though. Who ever wins the Gladiator Title gets ownership over the other person. Sometimes a cause means enough to risk your entire career. All Outlaw has to do is turn on that switch in his brain and nothing will be able to stop him from gaining the title but over the years of womanizing and partying have stopped him from fulfilling his potentail. Personally I think he lost "it". He lost that desire to destroy anything in his path. As for me it will come down to opportunity.. Nobody likes the pain more then me or wants it more then me but physically wrestlers just keep getting bigger and stronger and the refs watch things closer and closer... My domain is now the last man standing match. Somebody will have to kill me before I let them take that away from me. If there is one lesson I have learned over the years it is make things personal.. If you can attack the champion in his personal life he will give you what ever type of match you want.. After "Too the Max" somebody is going to have their personal life turned upside down...

For now I just got to get out of this mess.. Get my focus back.. Shrug off this fog that clouds my thoughts.. Right now I got to focus on getting out of this mess and getting back to the only thing that brings me happiness.. Hurting people. There is just something about the purity of violence.. Two men enter the ring and everything is exposed.. There is no room for fronts or facade.. Two men enter the ring like warriors and only one leaves... In this case at Insurrection eight men enter, two sides.. One side with a joint effort for now.. All wanting their own fame but needing their allies to get them to the promise land.. The other team thrown together and sent into a war for their jobs in the end. I will be damned to hell for all eternity before I let the AW make a name off the blood of the Furious One... Hey the fog is starting to dissipate.. Reality is slowly returning... So much pent up anger, must find a way to release it.. Must find a way to fulfill my need for violence.....







[Scene opens in the office of Ross Bobby. The desk is covered with paperwork and the room as a whole is a mess of pretty much ever wrestling article ever produced. Ross is wearing a brown slacks with a black dressing shirt. He is completely engrossed into his work when the phone rings and he answers.]




Ross: Ross here..




[As the other side speaks Ross jumps up shock.]




Ross: Who posted bail for him?




[other side]




Ross: What did she look like? Did you get her name?




[other side]




Ross: Where is he now then?




[other side]




Ross: Thanks a million for the heads up. I owe ya. Later.




[Ross hangs up the phone and quickly dials a number.]




Ross: Hey Buster Brown this is Ross... I just got a call from a good source that Furious Steele was bailed out about twenty minutes ago and is suppose to be heading towards the arena for Insurrection..




[other side]




Ross: No, Mr. Storm does not know yet but I wanted you to know because I am betting we are going to need extra security this week. I am going to call him right now. Peace.




[Ross calls another number quickly.]




Ross: Can I speak with Mr. Storm please. This is Ross Bobby and I got some information for him that he really will want to hear.




[other side]




Ross: I understand that he is a very busy man but I really need to speak to him.




[other side talks and Ross looks very aggravated.]




Ross: Alright take down this message for him. Furious Steele was bailed out from jail by a women about twenty minutes ago. If he has any other questions have him buzz me in my office.




[The scene fades with Ross hanging up the phone and making a few more calls.]

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