Post by lenton on Sept 18, 2013 17:15:38 GMT -5
[The vast office space that the EAW cameras have been set in, are enclosed by four sky blue painted plaster walls, with a wooden skirting at the bottom to join it to the plush crimson red carpet. There's different artwork hanging on the walls, varying from those done by modern abstract artists to people that have just picked up art as a hobby; something to do whilst they've had spare time. The rest of the room is bare, except for an oak table that is positioned in the centre; a glass of what appears to be Strongbow cider sits atop it- about three centimetres from the back edge to the right hand side.
Behind it and on a mahogany chair that has been recently covered with a coat of fresh varnish and a faded grey cushion on the top of the legs, sits Ian Lenton. The man who managed to defeat Jordan Caliban in his debut with the EAW company, thus causing Jordan to walk out of the company post-match. He is wearing a black polo shirt, brown tweed trousers that have been emblazoned with the United Kingdom flag near each of the hips; brown polished leather dress shoes.
Semi-casual/semi-formal attire for a man that is known for being a traditionally formal person when it comes to being seen in the public eye. A calm expression is across his face, as he looks directly into the lens of the camera.]
IAN: Hello there fellas, in case you've forgotten who I am by now- my name is Ian Lenton. The Pride of Britain if you wish to refer to me as that; the man blamed for sending Jordan Caliban running off with his tail tucked firmly between his legs, after what happened to him at Collison. Now, usually I wouldn't talk too much about that, as it has all been said and done, but people have been wishing to know whether I truly did force Caliban to walk, or if there was some "politics" that went on backstage.
I can firmly assure you right now, that I played NO part in Caliban showing his true colours and leaving after he received the rightful beating that he was given at my hands. I will confess though- he did put up a solid fight; was able to truly challenge me in my first official match since eleven years out of the ring. For that, I thank him...I cannot condone his pussy attitude in deciding to make a fuss of being defeated by the better man at the end of the day; packing his bags and flying back to Northern Ireland.
IAN: See, all I did was what needed to be done. What I have been paid to do; that is, win matches and continue to show that even though "ring rust" might be an excuse for some, it's not the case for me. Ring rust is more of a mental bother, than a psychical one; as such, irrelevant when it comes to the greater scheme of things. The "bigger picture", as it is so often called by those who know no better than to generalise everything that they speak.
They have every right to do so, under the "freedom of speech" provision that is granted to them under the United States constitution; even though I'm not an American citizen, I still abide by those rights. For they are blanket throughout EVERYONE that resides and works in the United States- myself included in that bracket whilst I am employed by the EAW federation.
IAN: That's all in the past though; now it's time to look towards the future. A future that leads us to the first Pay Per View event in the resurrection of EAW. An event, that has been aptly named "Un-Killable" as a reference to the undying cult desire that the federation seems to thrive on. An adage best describes this- "just when you think they are gone, they pull you right back in", something that heralds everything they stand for. Everything that has been evident in the brief amount of time that I have been here.
[He pauses, if only to mockingly slap his own face, knowing that he is going well off-track from what he had originally planned to state.]
IAN: I'm getting on a bit of a tangent here, aren't I? Especially seeing as usually, I attempt NOT to do this sort of thing but then again- what can you say? I have a lot that I wish to speak about; the time has been granted for me to do so. Ah well, I guess I should get onto the topic that I was SUPPOSED to be talking about right now. That is, my match that is upcoming at this week's collision.
[Smiling, a look of sheer focus begins to appear within Ian's eyes. He's had enough of the rant that he had found himself commencing; is about to steer himself back on track towards the meaningful subject of this discourse.]
IAN: That is a battle royal to crown the number one contender to the IMPACT championship, which is on the line in another battle royal later on in the show. An arbitrary method to decide who gets the right, seeing as the aim of the battle royal stipulation is to be able to do whatever must be done, so that you can be the last one standing. So that you can outlast; outwit your opponents.
It's not about whether you're the fastest or the strongest, but whether you're the smartest. Whether you're the one whose able to pick their spots; exploit any opportunity that you have in order to better your ultimate chances of winning.
[Taking another sip of his cider, Ian is seemingly in full focus now. His words floating out of his mouth, as if he was simply on cruse control. As if he had been in this position before; knew just what he had to state in order to get his point across.]
IAN: Before people talk about how "ring-smarts" is menial when it comes to talent: that might be so, but it's also the most vital thing that a competitor can have. It's the singular difference between winning and losing. Ring smarts is about knowing where and when to strike and when to merely defend. When to merely allow the others to position themselves, so that it's favourable for you.
IAN: That's what wrestling's about, when it comes to the in ring aspect. The concrete side of things, that are NOT influenced by the fans and who they wish to support. Yes, I have a good rapport with the fans, but that doesn't mean squat when I step between those ropes; look my opponents in the eyes. We're all about to step into a battlefield, with the same intention. The same final destination; that is to become the challenger to whoever the IMPACT champion might be when the pay per view rolls around.
Am I worried about the credentials of my foes? Not at all- to me, that's irrelevant. It's not about the minor things, as they're threats. Not matter what they've done in the past, they have been inserted into the match; therefore, they have every right to be there. All I'm worried about is the black and white. The choices that must be made, in order to ensure victory in the battle. That includes removing ALL sense of emotion, so that it's almost like I'm robotic inside of the ring.
IAN: It's up to the opponents to make their choices; to define the road they wish to take. Do they yearn for the shot at glory, or do they wish to fall by the wayside? Soon, we shall all find out.
[Ian smirks a final time, calm yet also somewhat confident in nature as he allows the cameras to stop recording, having gotten all that they needed to from him about the match and assorted other topics that sprung into his head.]
