SHUT YO MOUTH

Ya know, this last week brought some major excitement into the CFWA...some
excitement that the CFWA needed for sure. We saw the return of "Beautiful"
Brent Filmore on Friday night as he fought one of his best friends Adam Kage
in a no contest match that saw two superior athletes battle it out. We saw
"Attitude" Chris Ryan reclaim his commisionership, and Captain Parrot
capture the Blackhawk county title. We saw the departure of one of the
greats, "Diabolical" Chuck Taylor, as he lost probably the greatest hardcore
match in the CFWA history. He even went as far as busting open his best
friend, K-9. And we also saw "Torturous" Tony Sly defend his title two
nights in a row...although I can't give him too much credit for that one
considering his opponents.... But what I want to talk about is what
happened to Flex Appeal this weekend, and what happened to "The Real Deal".

This weekend saw "The Real Deal" Dean Collins, myself, square off against
"The Irish Assassin" Ian McMurphy. McMurphy is the one that brought me into
this sport exactly a year ago. The problem with Ian is his ego. His big
mouth keeps him from being the talent that he could be. And in the end,
it's what led me to beat him in the middle of that ring.....and that Ian, is
reality. As far as I see it....Ian, it's one to one. Tie? I think not....
I beat you this last weekend in the middle of that ring, not with any
help...but with my pure talent. Ian, we all know you're a Real Deal
wannabee....but my friend, there is only one Real Deal....and only one guy
that can dress as good as I can, look as good as I can, and wrestle as good
as I can...and that's me. So that would make me the leader of Flex Appeal
right? I don't think so.

Flex Appeal is a group that was formed with the best in the federation at
the time. But now that Kage is gone, and Ian's ego has gotten bigger than
Godzilla, I figured it was time to move on. Flex Appeal isn't what it used
to be. When I was in charge...it was a physical force noone could move.
Now, without me, it's nothing. And there's nothing A-Bomb, Attitude, or
McMurphy can do about it. But where does that leave me now? God knows I
don't have too many friends out there....I've stabbed everyone in the
back....well almost everyone.

"Beautiful" Brent Filmore came to my aid Friday night. And Saturday night
saw Adam Kage and myself rekindle a friendship after a match that could go
into the category of one of the greatest in the history of the federation.
If you were in the crowd that night, you would have heard the crowd
cheering.....not for Ian McMurphy...not for Flex Appeal...hell, not even for
Adam Kage. Three letters kept coming out of their mouths....T..R...D!!
That's right, The Real Deal.

I used to be the man people loved to hate, but after this weekend...maybe
I've "seen the light" so to speak. To hear the fans cheer for me....that's
what this sport is about. It's about people coming to have a good
time....and having a hero. And now folks, you have your hero....you have
The Real Deal to look up to. And in three weeks....your hero will come out
the new World Champion as he faces Tony Sly and Ian McMurphy in a triple
threat match.

McMurphy, you already know how I feel. As far as I'm concerned, I proved I
could beat you fare and square...and I'll do it again in three weeks. Sly,
as far as I'm concerned, you can come out there...spit your water....shake a
few hands....and try to convince yourself that you are the best man to hold
that title. But I want you to listen...listen for the three little letters
comin out of everyone's mouth that night....T...R..D....and I want you to
realize that they, and I, believe that title should be on my waist. And in
three weeks...it will be. And that, my friends, is reality!!

And Chuck Taylor. We're gonna miss you. Good luck and take care.