*&^) all of you. @#%$ Kayfabe. @#%$ Healius. And especially, @#%$ you, Evo.: I'm sick and @#%$ed tired of busting my ass, day in and day out, in this federation. For no respect. Back in LWN, for example. You know what? You fans can't respect good wrestling when it bites you in the ass! I carried the LWN for months! First JPac left. Then Nonz left, and L-Mo, and all those other no-talent wastes of flesh. It was me, and the mWo, and a bunch of no-name JOBBERS! And we carried that federation! And what do I get for all my work there? Nothing! You ingrates don't seem to understand what pain it takes to be a superstar! What pain it takes, to have to carry someone like Hey Kid to the greatest match of his pathetic life! It hurts! And do you know what hurts the most? Doing the god damn job. Constantly in LWN, it was "This is for the good of the company, Hoya"; or "They're not ready for you to be champion, Hoya"; or "If we give him a win over you, it'll make him feel better, Hoya." I sacrificed my reputation, my career, sometimes my very life, and what thanks do I get? Nothing. Nothing. You ingrates keep cheering who you're told to cheer, without giving an ounce of god damn respect for the people who really make things happen. I mean, you people cheered for Steve Austin, and booed Bret Hart, the man who made that entire feud happen. You booed him. Why? Because you're IDIOTS! And then, I take a little time off to find myself -- time, I'll add, that every single @#%$ IN THE BACK has given me @#%$ for! I get back. I join EWA. And what happens? I hear Kayfabe, running around, bitching and moaning about how "I took his spot!" Yeah, cheer for him, you @#%$ing pricks! Cheer for the little crybaby who can't handle it when someone with more talent comes in and takes what is rightfully his! I get in here. I immediately elevate the talent level of this place five hundred percent, and what happens? You bitch. You moan. You boo. Well @#%$ you. Everywhere I go, I hear "EWA" this, and "EWA" that. About how EWA is so @#%$ing special. Well it's not, folks. Sorry to bust your little @#%$ing bubble, but it's not. At least not until I got here. And so, Evolution, the MIGHTY Evolution - and don't forget folks, I made his @#%$ing career too - begs, and pleads with me to join his little Empire. "It'll be good for the fed, Hoya." @#%$ you, Evo. @#%$ you. I joined your little pansy-ass faction. I did your dirty work for you. I set you up so that you could get that no-talent stain Dude Hate a match at Assault and Battery. And I carried his worthless ass to the greatest match he'll ever have. EVER. And you know what? I did the job. I did the @#%$ing job I was told to do. Why? Because I'm a good company man. Because I'm looking out for the interests of this federation. Because I'm out to make sure that EWA is the most successful federation in the world, right? Well @#%$ it. You said, "Make Dude Hate look good." And I did. I made him look like a @#%$ing GOD. And the thanks I get? You won't even give me a @#%$ing clean finish to my match! That's right, my match. I controlled that entire match. I carried him like a load of garbage, like I've carried so many other opponents before. And you screwed me at the end? You told your @#%$ing ref to ring the @#%$ bell before I could even win or lose cleanly? @#%$ you. Hey, Kalli? Wanna know why I closed the door on your head? BECAUSE EVO TOLD ME TO! Ask him! See if he denies it! He probably will. But hey, who can you trust, the head of this worthless two-bit fed, or the father of your child, huh? Think about it long and hard. And think, what incentive would I have to do that to you, except for him telling me to? It's true, it's true. Why did I make an ass of myself, going after Dude Hate? Because Evo yelled into my earpiece that Dude Hate wasn't supposed to be coming out there, and that I should get him into the back as fast as possible! You don't believe me? Think about it. Who else could give that kind of order, except for the head of the fed? And who else would give that kind of order, except a power-hungry megalomaniac like Evolution? Oh, and I'm not even STARTED yet. Empire? @#%$ you. I quit. You can have your little faction -- you know, it'll be remembered by history probably about as well as Jobber X. I'm sick of surrounding myself with jobbers who are using me to get to where they want to be. Sound familiar, Kayfabe? Ring a bell, Evo? What do you think, Healius? Yeah, that's right, boy. You know, you've never beaten me one on one. Every single time it was "Come on, Hoya, we'll set it up so that there's a huge run-in. It'll save your rep." Save my rep? It made me look like a @#%$ing wimp, and I'm sick of it! @#%$ it. You know what? I have one thing going for me. And that's power. I have a lot of power behind the scenes here, that you morons don't know about. And from here on out, I'm going to use it. No more of this ridiculous set-up. Hoya is about to get what he deserves. So @#%$ you all. At least this isn't ICW. God damn, if I was there, I'd probably have to kill myself. "
Massive Monday Night 14 August 2000
"...Hoyakillah is sometimes known as the Ric Flair or the Shawn Michaels of the Efed world. Dominant in the ring, able to wow with his moves, yet like Flair and Michaels, petulant and political in the back. Never has this been seen more than currently with his run in EWA.
Hoya was a relative unknown in his LWN debut, much like Shawn Michaels -- unpolished. That changed as he linked up with old friend Tony Bartlett (then known as Rebel Yell) to start the Southern Gentlemen. This also highlighted Hoya's first time working backstage manipulation. He also developed a relationship at the time with Kallista Silverhair which has haunted the two, and the Efed world, ever since.
As he moved to the top in LWN, he became a major force on the "Executive Committee", which made all the major booking decisions for the fed. After the disastrous LWN Brawl For It All (see PWT 15.10.99 -- "LWN Goes For Home Run, Strikes Out") he became the primary backstage power, and has been blamed for much of the angle-related stagnation that plagued LWN at the time. One cannot forget that talent losses can also be blamed for this..
Hoya stepped down from the Executive Committee in February 2000, just as he won his first World Title, only to lose it to Healius the next night, turning face in the process. He would remain a face for the rest of his LWN tenure, until the fed's collapse. It was also at this time that he started working with Kayfabe and current EWA president Evolution, both of whom have blamed Hoya for "keeping them down," in a situation similar to Billy Kidman when he feuded with Hulk Hogan in WCW recently.
Hoya went on a European sabbatical for six weeks over the summer, and made his triumphal entrance to EWA in August. However, this entrance was fraught with problems, in that not only did the fans not react to him as he felt they should, but also Kayfabe and Evolution harangued him about the past.
After Assault and Battery, where he lost to Dude Hate, Hoya snapped. On Massive, he went on a "massive" rant (see my editorial, "Hoyakillah -- Work Or Shoot?"), turning himself completely, totally heel. The emergence of Falstaff to be Tony Bartlett, as well as the entry of D. Nonz Arelli into EWA, haven't helped either.
Hoya has been displaying signs of irrational behavior in and out of the wrestling ring. He has seduced EWA Commissioner Clockwatcher, he has recruited Hexane to work with him, there have been allegations of drug use thrown around, and that's just the cusp. In other words, Hoya is more dangerous than he ever has been. We can only watch and see what happens..."