Post by bigci on May 22, 2007 10:43:17 GMT -6
:: The scene opens in a locker room, not the Four Horsemen locker room, but Big Ci’s locker room. It is un-furnished as it has been disused since the formation of the Four Horsemen: XE. In the room there is only a grey folding chair and an empty locker. Sat on the chair is Big Ci. He is wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He is hunched forward in the chair with a glazed look in his eyes. He does not look at the camera but speaks to it.
Big Ci: You know… it’s been a long time since I’ve been in this room… I forgot it was here. It’s amazing that you can have a place you call yours and then when something bigger, something better comes along and you just forget about it… a locker room… a house… a country. OK so maybe I’m exaggerating but the point I’m trying to make is this… I haven’t used this room for months… I haven’t lived in the UK for years… I am a Horseman and so I share a locker room with the Horsemen… I am an American citizen and so live here in America… But I am also my own man and I am tied to this room… I am my own man and I am tied to England.
For years I have been wrestling in this country without a second thought about my nationality… it was never brought up. I got in the ring and I wrestled… maybe for titles, maybe for prestige, always for honor… but never, ever about nationality or about where I come from. Not until now.
:: Ci looks up at the camera
What you have done, George, is brought my country into this. You have brought Tiny Blair into this, you have brought Winston Churchill into this… you have even brought Her Majesty The Queen into this. Now Duke you can hate England all you want but that does not change the outcome of our match on Thursday. I have told you time and time again that I am going to beat you.
But you see, at one stage that was all I was interested in… winning the match. I was happy just to win our match the first time we faced off. I wanted to have a great contest with a high calibre wrestler… and that’s what you are. But you had to go and cheat to keep your title didn’t you George… you had to take the cowards way out of our match to escape with your belt… I may have been the better man that night but you were still champion.
And so now we face each other a second time… this time for all the marbles… yet this time I have revenge on my mind. So now if that’s not bad enough… if the beating I am gonna give to you n Thursday is not enough… now you actually try and provoke me further… you actually want to make me angry… are you stupid or something? Is that it? The answer of course must be y… no. No you’re not stupid… no you are not an idiot… you are one of the greatest minds in wrestling and you almost outsmarted us all… You want me to get angry… you want me to get mad… you want me to feel the old rage burning inside of me don’t you?
And why? Well it’s perfectly simple… you want me to get out of that match with both championships on Thursday… and what’s the easiest way to go about it? Well it’s simple… me getting disqualified… because as you said yourself… our match is contested under Valor Championship rules and so if I go and get myself disqualified then my title will go to you… but your plan is not going to work. You see I am not gonna let my desire to inflict pain on you interfere with my desire to walk out a double champion… I am not gonna break the rules on Thursday… instead… I am gonna break your face. I am gonna beat you to within an inch of your life with the two most dangerous weapons in the building… my right hand and my left hand. Feel free to respond… you know it was interesting, you telling me that you were gonna leave an imprint on my face… well I am gonna leave an imprint on your mind… on your soul… on your heart… I am gonna make you bleed… make you suffer… make you cry and most importantly take your belt.
:: Big Ci stands up and walks to the camera, crouching so that his face fills the screen
You know George it’s funny… you talk about your father being an irish immigrant and him not being a fan of the british… well my dad is irish… he hates England and everything about it, makes me wonder why he dated my mom. He hated… he despised my country and made me believe the same things… now I make my own decisions and believe what I want to believe… and anything which reminds me of my fathers hatred for my country… makes me all that more determined to win for my country… and myself. One such thing… is you. I am gonna beat you on Thursday… for Her Majesty the Queen… for the Right Honorable Tony Blair MP… and most importantly for me… oh and as for you being related to Jack the Ripper… think of yourself more as jack and the Beanstalk… only in this instance… it’s the big guy that’s gonna win. Big Ci… over and out
:: Big Ci continues staring into the screen as the scene fades out to reveal Ci’s new logo
Big Ci: You know… it’s been a long time since I’ve been in this room… I forgot it was here. It’s amazing that you can have a place you call yours and then when something bigger, something better comes along and you just forget about it… a locker room… a house… a country. OK so maybe I’m exaggerating but the point I’m trying to make is this… I haven’t used this room for months… I haven’t lived in the UK for years… I am a Horseman and so I share a locker room with the Horsemen… I am an American citizen and so live here in America… But I am also my own man and I am tied to this room… I am my own man and I am tied to England.
For years I have been wrestling in this country without a second thought about my nationality… it was never brought up. I got in the ring and I wrestled… maybe for titles, maybe for prestige, always for honor… but never, ever about nationality or about where I come from. Not until now.
:: Ci looks up at the camera
What you have done, George, is brought my country into this. You have brought Tiny Blair into this, you have brought Winston Churchill into this… you have even brought Her Majesty The Queen into this. Now Duke you can hate England all you want but that does not change the outcome of our match on Thursday. I have told you time and time again that I am going to beat you.
But you see, at one stage that was all I was interested in… winning the match. I was happy just to win our match the first time we faced off. I wanted to have a great contest with a high calibre wrestler… and that’s what you are. But you had to go and cheat to keep your title didn’t you George… you had to take the cowards way out of our match to escape with your belt… I may have been the better man that night but you were still champion.
And so now we face each other a second time… this time for all the marbles… yet this time I have revenge on my mind. So now if that’s not bad enough… if the beating I am gonna give to you n Thursday is not enough… now you actually try and provoke me further… you actually want to make me angry… are you stupid or something? Is that it? The answer of course must be y… no. No you’re not stupid… no you are not an idiot… you are one of the greatest minds in wrestling and you almost outsmarted us all… You want me to get angry… you want me to get mad… you want me to feel the old rage burning inside of me don’t you?
And why? Well it’s perfectly simple… you want me to get out of that match with both championships on Thursday… and what’s the easiest way to go about it? Well it’s simple… me getting disqualified… because as you said yourself… our match is contested under Valor Championship rules and so if I go and get myself disqualified then my title will go to you… but your plan is not going to work. You see I am not gonna let my desire to inflict pain on you interfere with my desire to walk out a double champion… I am not gonna break the rules on Thursday… instead… I am gonna break your face. I am gonna beat you to within an inch of your life with the two most dangerous weapons in the building… my right hand and my left hand. Feel free to respond… you know it was interesting, you telling me that you were gonna leave an imprint on my face… well I am gonna leave an imprint on your mind… on your soul… on your heart… I am gonna make you bleed… make you suffer… make you cry and most importantly take your belt.
:: Big Ci stands up and walks to the camera, crouching so that his face fills the screen
You know George it’s funny… you talk about your father being an irish immigrant and him not being a fan of the british… well my dad is irish… he hates England and everything about it, makes me wonder why he dated my mom. He hated… he despised my country and made me believe the same things… now I make my own decisions and believe what I want to believe… and anything which reminds me of my fathers hatred for my country… makes me all that more determined to win for my country… and myself. One such thing… is you. I am gonna beat you on Thursday… for Her Majesty the Queen… for the Right Honorable Tony Blair MP… and most importantly for me… oh and as for you being related to Jack the Ripper… think of yourself more as jack and the Beanstalk… only in this instance… it’s the big guy that’s gonna win. Big Ci… over and out
:: Big Ci continues staring into the screen as the scene fades out to reveal Ci’s new logo