Post by wwjbcd on Mar 20, 2016 5:03:47 GMT
Time is running out, and soon there'll be redemption at Redemption. And with Bonecrusher-Newman the focus of the entire show, it was almost as if the name of the show was made just for them.
This match, while technically between two fan favourites, is the exact opposite of the last match The Johnny was in where both competitors were well-liked by the crowd. At Stardom, it was all about respect and the best man winning. At Redemption, it will be all about revenge... and the best man winning.
Speaking of which, backstage at the site for next weekend's show stands Joey Miles alongside Johnny Bonecrusher. The Johnny strokes at his Global Championship as he glares at the interviewer through his shades.
"This Saturday night, right here in this very building, New Japan Fighting Championship presents: Redemption, a fitting title given my next guest tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, he's a guest in our promotion currently wrestling for Extreme Wrestling Corporation's Future Stars of Wrestling brand, but that doesn't stop him from still being our Global Champion, he is Canada's Greatest Athlete, Johnny Bonecrusher."
While still glaring at Joey, he audibly breathes in and out, stopping just as he slaps his previously stroked belt.
"New Japan Fighting Championship. Redemption. Kurt Newman. Johnny Bonecrusher. That's it in a nutshell, isn't it, Joey Miles?"
He then slowly removes his shades and turns to face the camera.
"There's no nice way of saying this: Kurt, you're a asshole! I've said all I've needed to say about your cowardly attack, so I don't need to repeat myself. I've said all I've needed to say about your opportunistic scheming, so I don't need to repeat myself. And I've said all I've needed to say about your insincere explanations and excuses, so I don't need to repeat myself. In fact, it's all so cut and dry that I don't even know what else to say about the situation."
"Johnny, are you saying that you're not buying Kurt's justification for ambushing both you and Stefan Raab at Global Takeover?"
"Are you, Joey? Because I'm telling you right now, if you're buying it, I've got some real estate in Antarctica I could sell you on the cheap! Kurt Newman made a critical error in judgement. But then again, maybe he was just desperate for his glory days, and he suffered from temporary insanity."
"But then, does that mean you do believe his story after all?"
"I believe in the events that occurred, Joey. And what occurred was that that piece of trash stuck his nose where it didn't belong and ruined an otherwise great night for Yours Truly! Let's assume for a minute that what I said a moment ago was true, and he just forgot himself in the heat of the moment, desperate for that hit, that hit he's been missing for so long now, that hit that made him feel like he was king of the world, that hit... that hit that makes him feel... alive."
"What exactly do you mean by 'hit'?"
"Pro wrestling, Joey!! Pro-fessional... wrestling. It's a blood disease of the very best kind. Or the very worst, when it makes you do what Kurt did. This sport is an addiction, and the only way to cut it is to wind up in a wheelchair... or die."
There's a pause as The Johnny lets Joey take all that in.
"And speaking of what's going to happen to Kurt this Saturday, Buddy, you picked the wrooooong man to mess with. I don't have your next fix. The path leading to The Johnny is riddled with pain and suffering, and after Redemption, you'll know that all too well. The only hits you're gonna receive'll be in the form of my fists as they rain down upon you, one by one by one, and Hell, punching ain't even my forte! I'm just going to enjoy beating some sense back into you, Kurt, because if you're truly addicted, just call me Cold Turkey, because when I'm through with you, the withdrawal you're going to experience is going to make you wish you died in that very ring!"
Joey looks a bit disturbed at JBC's words. The champ just smirks, however.
"All right, okay, that was a bit darker than I had intended. The fact remains, Kurt, you done me wrong, and you've gotta pay. Just call me IRS, and I don't mean Irwin R. Shyster! Like Sir Elton John once sung, Saturday night's alright for fighting, because this ain't gonna be yo' grandaddy's wrasslin' match! It's gonna be bowling shoe ugly. You know, a lot like Kurt Newman!"
Sensing a break in the diatribe, Joey speaks up once more.
"Which brings us to all the implications of this match. How do you feel, despite being a mere visitor to our promotion, having all this attention focused on you, first main eventing your first NJFC show as a competitor at Global Takeover, then showcased on Stardom's poster, and now being thrust into the main event once more at Redemption?"
JBC looks pretty proud at the list of things that's occurred to him in the NJFC post-manager.
"It's like I always say, Joey, if you want a winner in your promotion, you've gotta get The Johnny to fit the bill! I've had my ups and downs these past couple of years, and finally... finally, I've found my God-damned stride again! I've had my share of detractors, haters, if you will, jabronis who would have been happy to have been able to boast to anyone that'd listen that their little words drummed me out of professional wrestling, but like I said on Facebook to Carlos Vitória, talking doesn't win matches."
He raises both fists.
"These do!"
And with that, he slowly lowers his arms, leaving the shot.
"Well, there you have it, puroresu fans, Canada's Greatest Athlete appears to be ready to go at a moment's notice and looking forward to exacting some revenge on Kurt Newman Saturday night. Be there!"
This match, while technically between two fan favourites, is the exact opposite of the last match The Johnny was in where both competitors were well-liked by the crowd. At Stardom, it was all about respect and the best man winning. At Redemption, it will be all about revenge... and the best man winning.
Speaking of which, backstage at the site for next weekend's show stands Joey Miles alongside Johnny Bonecrusher. The Johnny strokes at his Global Championship as he glares at the interviewer through his shades.
"This Saturday night, right here in this very building, New Japan Fighting Championship presents: Redemption, a fitting title given my next guest tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, he's a guest in our promotion currently wrestling for Extreme Wrestling Corporation's Future Stars of Wrestling brand, but that doesn't stop him from still being our Global Champion, he is Canada's Greatest Athlete, Johnny Bonecrusher."
While still glaring at Joey, he audibly breathes in and out, stopping just as he slaps his previously stroked belt.
"New Japan Fighting Championship. Redemption. Kurt Newman. Johnny Bonecrusher. That's it in a nutshell, isn't it, Joey Miles?"
He then slowly removes his shades and turns to face the camera.
"There's no nice way of saying this: Kurt, you're a asshole! I've said all I've needed to say about your cowardly attack, so I don't need to repeat myself. I've said all I've needed to say about your opportunistic scheming, so I don't need to repeat myself. And I've said all I've needed to say about your insincere explanations and excuses, so I don't need to repeat myself. In fact, it's all so cut and dry that I don't even know what else to say about the situation."
"Johnny, are you saying that you're not buying Kurt's justification for ambushing both you and Stefan Raab at Global Takeover?"
"Are you, Joey? Because I'm telling you right now, if you're buying it, I've got some real estate in Antarctica I could sell you on the cheap! Kurt Newman made a critical error in judgement. But then again, maybe he was just desperate for his glory days, and he suffered from temporary insanity."
"But then, does that mean you do believe his story after all?"
"I believe in the events that occurred, Joey. And what occurred was that that piece of trash stuck his nose where it didn't belong and ruined an otherwise great night for Yours Truly! Let's assume for a minute that what I said a moment ago was true, and he just forgot himself in the heat of the moment, desperate for that hit, that hit he's been missing for so long now, that hit that made him feel like he was king of the world, that hit... that hit that makes him feel... alive."
"What exactly do you mean by 'hit'?"
"Pro wrestling, Joey!! Pro-fessional... wrestling. It's a blood disease of the very best kind. Or the very worst, when it makes you do what Kurt did. This sport is an addiction, and the only way to cut it is to wind up in a wheelchair... or die."
There's a pause as The Johnny lets Joey take all that in.
"And speaking of what's going to happen to Kurt this Saturday, Buddy, you picked the wrooooong man to mess with. I don't have your next fix. The path leading to The Johnny is riddled with pain and suffering, and after Redemption, you'll know that all too well. The only hits you're gonna receive'll be in the form of my fists as they rain down upon you, one by one by one, and Hell, punching ain't even my forte! I'm just going to enjoy beating some sense back into you, Kurt, because if you're truly addicted, just call me Cold Turkey, because when I'm through with you, the withdrawal you're going to experience is going to make you wish you died in that very ring!"
Joey looks a bit disturbed at JBC's words. The champ just smirks, however.
"All right, okay, that was a bit darker than I had intended. The fact remains, Kurt, you done me wrong, and you've gotta pay. Just call me IRS, and I don't mean Irwin R. Shyster! Like Sir Elton John once sung, Saturday night's alright for fighting, because this ain't gonna be yo' grandaddy's wrasslin' match! It's gonna be bowling shoe ugly. You know, a lot like Kurt Newman!"
Sensing a break in the diatribe, Joey speaks up once more.
"Which brings us to all the implications of this match. How do you feel, despite being a mere visitor to our promotion, having all this attention focused on you, first main eventing your first NJFC show as a competitor at Global Takeover, then showcased on Stardom's poster, and now being thrust into the main event once more at Redemption?"
JBC looks pretty proud at the list of things that's occurred to him in the NJFC post-manager.
"It's like I always say, Joey, if you want a winner in your promotion, you've gotta get The Johnny to fit the bill! I've had my ups and downs these past couple of years, and finally... finally, I've found my God-damned stride again! I've had my share of detractors, haters, if you will, jabronis who would have been happy to have been able to boast to anyone that'd listen that their little words drummed me out of professional wrestling, but like I said on Facebook to Carlos Vitória, talking doesn't win matches."
He raises both fists.
"These do!"
And with that, he slowly lowers his arms, leaving the shot.
"Well, there you have it, puroresu fans, Canada's Greatest Athlete appears to be ready to go at a moment's notice and looking forward to exacting some revenge on Kurt Newman Saturday night. Be there!"