Like you said bro, and in wrestling sometimes a face ends up being a great heel but just refusing to do the job is some wack shit.
Exactly.
I'm not refusing to do any job. I just know a scam when I see one.
Everybody can bitch and criticize, but no one looks between the lines.
What did I just say the other day?
About being hung out to dry and made to look a fool?
Does this not seem the least bit suspicious to anyone else?
Suddenly it becomes a situation of "okay, put your whole plan on the line for this one fight, against someone WAY better than you, with next to no heads up or serious time to train or prepare whatsoever, who has nothing to do with your plan but will gladly hijack it so he can kill it for his friend, or look like an asshole to everybody just because you didn't follow suit."
If I'm wrong, then it's my fault and I'll hold the L for the rest of my life.
But I reeeeeally don't think I am.
Now everyone's pissed at me for calling it into question.
But no one is questioning either of their motives.
Exactly what's supposed to happen in a play like this.
I'm no one's fucking mark.
And selling out my idea for the entertainment of a populus that seems to have no fucking interest in anything other than watching me crash and burn...yeah, no.
I want to fight Tom Brady (and Reo) at NEC.
I want to have the FGC's first marquee three way dance.
That's my challenge. That's my plan. It hasn't changed.
And if it isn't worth his time, he can work up some balls and say so himself instead of trying to play checkers with someone playing chess.
I love how when I fuck up, everyone pulls out the pitchforks.
But noooooooobody seems to want to see it from my side...
Believe in me or don't, I don't give a shit anymore.
I'll be online every night, and I'll be at NEC in December.