Post by Tito Capaci on May 22, 2007 22:00:18 GMT -6
Everything that can be said about FDCM vs. Capaci has been said at this point. Or least at the amount of yacking FDCM has been doing over the past week, one would think everything is out in for the public to view. Tito Capaci doesn't see it that way. Capaci is sitting in his offense, behind his cherry wood desk, looking over things that are a real concern to him...profit margins.
Tito: Flying Diamond Cutter Man. It's amazing the things we magically forget that don't benefit our cause. Let's take you for example. You really exalt yourself on a pedestal because of that draw, don't you. More on that later, but the point is...you remember the draw.
Capaci shakes his head in discussed that anyone could get excited over a damn draw.
Tito: And of course, you remember the victory. You remember the match you never should have had for the UWL World Heavyweight Championship. OK. Fair enough. You beat me. Regardless of the circumstances, I can't go back and change history. But here's the problem, F...you don't mind if I call you "F" do you? Here's a hint moron, if the best you can do is shorten your damn name to four syllables, I think you missed the point of the exercise. But I digress...Back to the problem. If people listened to only you, they would think this is the end of the story. The last chapter was written and we're just trying to ad an exclamation point. Someone might believe that this is Capaci vs. "F" III. But we both know that isn't true, don't we, "F".
Capaci pulls out a tattered newsletter from the old UWL days. In print, there it is, in front of the camera, black and white...."Capaci defeats Flying Diamond Cutter Man..."
Tito: The truth is, the series is tied isn't it? Yeah, yeah. We tied. Yes, yes, you were able to score a victory when I was less than 100%. But you conveniently forgot to mention that win I scored against you later, huh? Not surprising. What happened? Did your lust for draws fog up your memory? Are you into some New Age bullshit about the power of positive thinking? Did you hit the crack pipe one too many times between now and then?
Capaci makes a wincing face as if he believes he has the answer....and it pains him to say it.
Tito: I think the truth behind your forgetful nature is that you just are a lying sack of shit.
Capaci sits back in his big, leather swivel chair, convinced he just hit the nail on the head.
Capaci: That's right, "F". You're a just a scumbag. Now, I understand that it isn't lying in the technical sense of the word. You never said you haven't lost to me. You just never happened to mention that match. And you know...it wasn't even close. Less than seven minutes, right? Here's the skinny, "F". These are cold, hard facts. Only person in the history of this business has beaten me twice in singles matches. Jay T. Nitro is the only guy that has managed that feat, and with all due respect, "F"....wait, let me use a timeless quote you might remember from your high school days. "I knew Jay T. Nitro, and you sir, are not Jay T. Nitro."
Capaci smirks a bit before leaning back into the camera.
Tito: I simply don't lose to people twice, "F". I learn too much and I hold too much of a grudge. I'm sure it looks like I'm not preparing for our little fight at SuperMania III. I'm sure it looks like that I'm just crunching numbers, but rest assured at SuperMania III, I'm going to be crushing your skull.
Capaci stands and walks around to the front of his desk where he half sits on it, much like people often do a smug, but totally cool sort of way.
Tito: I tell you what, though. You're a failure on so many levels. So many things annoy me about you. Your demands are unreasonable. Your results aren't what we expected. Your drawing power....well, was probably a bit stronger in 1977 rather than 2007. Then there's the damn name. Flying Diamond Cutter Man? Are you kidding me?
Capaci has a confused looked on his face like he can't even believe it's for real.
Tito: You sound like a damn Saturday Night Live skit for crying out loud. Or a damn failed comic book character from some BS comic book company. But it would be rather strange. The superhero would be old. And white trash. And could only Diamond Cutter his opponents. Truth be told, if it was written anywhere close to a truism, then the hero would die halfway through the comic book and Commissioner McGruff the crime dog would have to solve the caper himself. Or maybe you're the supervillain and it's just a damn short comic book. I don't really know and I don't really care.
Tito looks back at the UWL awards/plaques/etc on his wall. It reminds him of the "good ol' days" in the Southeast territorial company.
Tito: But you know what really makes me want to kick your ass? A real competitor doesn't nut his damn pants over a draw, "F". You still have wet dreams about taking me to a damn draw. Yes, you ended my undefeated streak with your win. yes, you took me a draw when nobody else could last ten minutes against me. Yes, you made your career against me. But not with a draw. Nobody remembers that damn match with the lone exception of you. "Almost" winning a title ain't shit. Taking the greatest wrestler in the world, which was me at the time, to the limit and coming up just short.....doesn't cut it. It doesn't mean anything other than I did just enough to retain what was rightfully mine. The fact that you think it was great accomplishment makes me sick. It should make every competitor in every sport from wrestling to a damn kiddy Candyland game want to puke their damn bowels out of their mouths.
Capaci hocks up a lugi and hurls it to his right.
Tito: Celebrating a draw is like getting halfway up Mount Everest and then calling it quits because you forgot to pack an extra peanut butter and jelly sandwich. You didn't reach the peak. You didn't get to the summit. You didn't get the chance to look down the valley where all the people who want to be you lie. A draw is just like that...nothing more. Short. Inadequate. Unimportant.
Capaci eases up a little bit. He takes a deep breath and looking into the camera, he decides to wrap it up.
Tito: We're one win, one draw, and one loss a piece. Capaci vs. FDCM IV will be one of the hugest matches in this sport's history. You want to be a legend? Beat a legend in a legendary match. You know what I say to that, "F". I say that "F" stands for FUH-GET ABOUT IT!!!!! I'm kicking your ass at SuperMania III. I'm taking my unified, undisputed POW World Heavyweight Championship and I'm going to do what I only I can. And that is take this company to international prominence. I don't give a damn about the titles or accolades anymore, "F". You're damn right....it's all about money. It's nothing personal....It's strictly business.
Tito: Flying Diamond Cutter Man. It's amazing the things we magically forget that don't benefit our cause. Let's take you for example. You really exalt yourself on a pedestal because of that draw, don't you. More on that later, but the point is...you remember the draw.
Capaci shakes his head in discussed that anyone could get excited over a damn draw.
Tito: And of course, you remember the victory. You remember the match you never should have had for the UWL World Heavyweight Championship. OK. Fair enough. You beat me. Regardless of the circumstances, I can't go back and change history. But here's the problem, F...you don't mind if I call you "F" do you? Here's a hint moron, if the best you can do is shorten your damn name to four syllables, I think you missed the point of the exercise. But I digress...Back to the problem. If people listened to only you, they would think this is the end of the story. The last chapter was written and we're just trying to ad an exclamation point. Someone might believe that this is Capaci vs. "F" III. But we both know that isn't true, don't we, "F".
Capaci pulls out a tattered newsletter from the old UWL days. In print, there it is, in front of the camera, black and white...."Capaci defeats Flying Diamond Cutter Man..."
Tito: The truth is, the series is tied isn't it? Yeah, yeah. We tied. Yes, yes, you were able to score a victory when I was less than 100%. But you conveniently forgot to mention that win I scored against you later, huh? Not surprising. What happened? Did your lust for draws fog up your memory? Are you into some New Age bullshit about the power of positive thinking? Did you hit the crack pipe one too many times between now and then?
Capaci makes a wincing face as if he believes he has the answer....and it pains him to say it.
Tito: I think the truth behind your forgetful nature is that you just are a lying sack of shit.
Capaci sits back in his big, leather swivel chair, convinced he just hit the nail on the head.
Capaci: That's right, "F". You're a just a scumbag. Now, I understand that it isn't lying in the technical sense of the word. You never said you haven't lost to me. You just never happened to mention that match. And you know...it wasn't even close. Less than seven minutes, right? Here's the skinny, "F". These are cold, hard facts. Only person in the history of this business has beaten me twice in singles matches. Jay T. Nitro is the only guy that has managed that feat, and with all due respect, "F"....wait, let me use a timeless quote you might remember from your high school days. "I knew Jay T. Nitro, and you sir, are not Jay T. Nitro."
Capaci smirks a bit before leaning back into the camera.
Tito: I simply don't lose to people twice, "F". I learn too much and I hold too much of a grudge. I'm sure it looks like I'm not preparing for our little fight at SuperMania III. I'm sure it looks like that I'm just crunching numbers, but rest assured at SuperMania III, I'm going to be crushing your skull.
Capaci stands and walks around to the front of his desk where he half sits on it, much like people often do a smug, but totally cool sort of way.
Tito: I tell you what, though. You're a failure on so many levels. So many things annoy me about you. Your demands are unreasonable. Your results aren't what we expected. Your drawing power....well, was probably a bit stronger in 1977 rather than 2007. Then there's the damn name. Flying Diamond Cutter Man? Are you kidding me?
Capaci has a confused looked on his face like he can't even believe it's for real.
Tito: You sound like a damn Saturday Night Live skit for crying out loud. Or a damn failed comic book character from some BS comic book company. But it would be rather strange. The superhero would be old. And white trash. And could only Diamond Cutter his opponents. Truth be told, if it was written anywhere close to a truism, then the hero would die halfway through the comic book and Commissioner McGruff the crime dog would have to solve the caper himself. Or maybe you're the supervillain and it's just a damn short comic book. I don't really know and I don't really care.
Tito looks back at the UWL awards/plaques/etc on his wall. It reminds him of the "good ol' days" in the Southeast territorial company.
Tito: But you know what really makes me want to kick your ass? A real competitor doesn't nut his damn pants over a draw, "F". You still have wet dreams about taking me to a damn draw. Yes, you ended my undefeated streak with your win. yes, you took me a draw when nobody else could last ten minutes against me. Yes, you made your career against me. But not with a draw. Nobody remembers that damn match with the lone exception of you. "Almost" winning a title ain't shit. Taking the greatest wrestler in the world, which was me at the time, to the limit and coming up just short.....doesn't cut it. It doesn't mean anything other than I did just enough to retain what was rightfully mine. The fact that you think it was great accomplishment makes me sick. It should make every competitor in every sport from wrestling to a damn kiddy Candyland game want to puke their damn bowels out of their mouths.
Capaci hocks up a lugi and hurls it to his right.
Tito: Celebrating a draw is like getting halfway up Mount Everest and then calling it quits because you forgot to pack an extra peanut butter and jelly sandwich. You didn't reach the peak. You didn't get to the summit. You didn't get the chance to look down the valley where all the people who want to be you lie. A draw is just like that...nothing more. Short. Inadequate. Unimportant.
Capaci eases up a little bit. He takes a deep breath and looking into the camera, he decides to wrap it up.
Tito: We're one win, one draw, and one loss a piece. Capaci vs. FDCM IV will be one of the hugest matches in this sport's history. You want to be a legend? Beat a legend in a legendary match. You know what I say to that, "F". I say that "F" stands for FUH-GET ABOUT IT!!!!! I'm kicking your ass at SuperMania III. I'm taking my unified, undisputed POW World Heavyweight Championship and I'm going to do what I only I can. And that is take this company to international prominence. I don't give a damn about the titles or accolades anymore, "F". You're damn right....it's all about money. It's nothing personal....It's strictly business.