Post by Dave Rydell on Sept 15, 2018 20:51:03 GMT -5
September 10, 2018 - Post Synergy
Dave Rydell is packing his gym bag in the locker room after his shower. He has his iPad set up with the UGWC Network opened up, waiting for the Outlast Draft to begin. Ted walks in with a microphone.
Ted: Mr. Rydell, you suffered a pretty tough loss out there to Kenzi Grey. Can I get your thoughts on the match?
Dave: Ted. Not sure if you’re aware, but the Outlast Draft if about to go down and I need to see if I’m competing or not.
Ted: I know, but it doesn’t start for about fifteen minutes. I figured I could come get your thoughts.
Dave sighs, sarcastically and rolls his eyes.
Dave: Fine. My thoughts on the match? It sucked. My head wasn’’t in it. I lost because of my own distractions. She got the win. Simple as that. I lost my focus for the night. My fault. It cost me. Nobody else.
Ted: Do you think that will play a factor in your match next week when you team with Angie Vaughn?
Dave: No, no it won’t. Because next week, no matter what feeling transpire between the best friends... Look, I know I’m the odd man out. I know I don’t fit into their group. I’m just a guy who co-won a battle royal and was presented with this opportunity. So I’m going to team, and be a great partner, and stop at nothing to win that match.
Ted: Do you think Angie Vaughn will be on the same page?
Dave: She better be, Ted. She damn well better be. I’m not going into this to fill some space on a Monday. I’m going for gold. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to see where I land for Outlast.
Dave gently starts to shove Ted out of the locker room as the scene fades out.
September 11, 2018 - 1530
Dave Rydell is walking down the sidewalk by Cotrell Field located on Fort Stewart, GA. He starts walking slowly as he enters through 2 brick pillars. Along the sidewalk there are trees planted with American flags placed at the base. Each tree is nicely outlined by very well placed bricks, which encompass fresh mulch. Laying next to the American Flags area copy of each Soldier’s I.D. Tags. Next to that is a plaque which reads their name, the date they were killed in action and the country, followed by the operation. Dave continues to slowly saunter down the pathway until he reaches a particular tree towards the end. He stops and turns, looking in a very somber manner.
Dave: Omar Vasquez... One of the finest men ever served with. April 22, 2011. Iraq. Killed in action by an enemy device. 2 heroic men were lost that day... This one hurt the most.
Dave wipes a small tear from his right eye.
Dave: On this day, a day that changed our nation 17 years ago, the Armed Forces prepared to go and defend this nation at all costs. Some have paid the ultimate sacrifice. Many stayed in to have flourishing careers. Many ended after serving for a short time. A lot of people joined for numerous reasons. Omar joined because he loved this country. He graduated college and commissioned as a Field Artillery officer in the U.S. Army. One of the finest people I have ever met in my life.
Dave takes a few moments to look at the memorial. He then turns and starts walking back to the entrance.
Dave: I brought you here today because the way this nation is acting, is unbecoming. We are more divided than ever before. It took the disgusting act 17 years ago today, for us to join together. The meaning of this trip was not only to remind you of what selfless men and women gave up for this nation...but to remind you of the importance of joining together.
Dave crosses the street over to the parking lot at the Division Artillery HQ. He gets in his rental car and starts to drive off.
Dave: I am joining forces with Angie Vaughn on Monday. We haven’t done a whole lot together. We had one match some months back in which I won. And on Monday we are teaming together and competing for the UGWC Co-Operative Championships. You know...when I set out on my journey back here after my latest hiatus, I had no intentions of taking this detour. But here we are. So the question has been asked to me numerous times, do I trust her?
Dave takes a few moments as he is exiting post and heading down the road.
Dave: I do. I don’t have a choice. So I have to trust that when we do battle on Monday against her best friends, that she is going to give it her all. She is going to have my back. And she is going to stop at nothing to win those belts. I didn’t come back to go after these titles, but I am not about to cast this match aside as a weekly showdown. This is a main event caliber match with main event talent. And on Monday, I’m not stopping for any reason until I am declared the winner along side Angie Vaughn as the new Co-Operative Champions.
Dave continues to drive as the scene fades.
September 14, 2018 - Off To Meet Angie
Dave Rydell is walking, location redacted. The thoughts going through his head before the title match are non-stop.
As I head to meet Angie Vaughn, I can’t help but wonder. Is Kenzi trying to butter me up? For someone yelling about me living in the past, Sarah seems to be doing the same. Who cares? It’s over with. Focus. UGWC Co-Operative Championships. Another title match, another new partner. As I’ve stated before, Angie, you have a high chance of walking out as Champion. Why? Because my record is in the green as far as my title matches with new partners. 4 partners, 2 title wins, and multiple defenses in between. I lost the last set because Donovan Hastings decided to do whatever he decided to do, and that was to give up on the match itself.
That should tell you something else. Even when the odds are against me, I won’t quit.
I do truly look forward to teaming with this new partner of mine. I just need to find her.
Kenzi, while you may not have been boasting, you certainly have that chip on your shoulder. As someone who has spent most of their career with a chip on theirs, you may want to take it off. Why? Because it won’t get you anywhere but down into the pits of misery. Dilly Dilly.
I lived with a chip on my shoulder and used that as my motivation for many years. I continuously went back to the times where I was the victor in a lot of matches. Here is my honest truth to you, since you want to present facts. Sure, my resume is stacked with accolades and championships. I have beaten some of the greatest competitors this industry has to offer. I’ve beaten Fear, Alan Wallace, Donovan Hastings (before he became what he is today), many former World Champions, KvK, Emperor, Lock himself, CoolJ, Darius Jermaine...but the biggest victory...the biggest match that I hung everything around was a submission match with a man named Phoenix. If you go into the LWF archives, he was one of the absolute greatest competitors this industry have ever witnessed. I beat him. I didn’t make him tap out...I made him pass out. Because like me, he won’t quit. He was ready to pass out before he gave any inclination he would quit. The point is this, despite all the wins and titles, how many of those were I able to hang onto for more than a month? Not many. I know my faults. But I know my strengths as well. That chip, however...that chip...
That is what I hung it all around. But no more. That is all in the past, and while it’s nice to revisit that sometimes, it isn’t what I’m prepared to do.
I am prepared to never quit. I am prepared to go down just like he was. I will not lay down for you, I will not tap out for you. I will kick out, I will throw down, and I will keep fighting until I physically cannot move anymore. Then, and only then will you be able to score the win over me.
I didn’t go into that battle royal expecting anything other than a victory. The shot at the titles was an added bonus. While I am grateful for the opportunity, I hope you understand that it won’t be squandered.
I appreciate the respect you are showing, Kenzi. I really do. Understand that it is mutual. However, on Monday, when you find yourself in arms reach of a pissed off and fired up individual, just know that it isn’t personal. It is just business. It’s about those Co-Operative Titles. Not proving a point to you or your wife. Not proving anything to the fans. It’s about winning gold. It’s about improving my resume. It’s about a statement that I am on the path of becoming the best. It’s about winning. It’s about winning with an unknown. A new partner. Winning, nonetheless. Nothing more, nothing less. Unfortunately for you, you’re going to be on the losing end of it.
And that brings me to you, Sarah. Kudos for remembering. Yet unbeknownst to you, I knew all along who you were. I won’t make excuses. My mind wasn’t in it. I didn’t give a fuck. About absolutely anyone or anything.
I have been staring in the mirror of truth for the last few months. I know what I was. I know what I wasn’t. I know what I could’ve been and what I should’ve been. I know what I am right now, and I know what I will be. Throwing my past indiscretions in my face will do you no good. It will bring you nothing but more pain on Monday night.
I walked out a few months ago as a broken, tired, defeated man. Did you know that after the Massive Melee 2015 until now, I’ve only scored 2 victories on UGWC Pay Per View? Not counting Sin City with 2 wins within the event, but losing in the finals... That’s pretty fucking terrible. So what did I do? I took some time. I took a break after I had the worst showing of my career against Travis Pierce inside Hell in a Cell. I should’ve won that match. I should have prepared better. But I didn’t. For that loss, I take all the blame because it is no one else’s fault. Regardless, that’s not the point.
The point is this, Sarah. You are dead fucking wrong. You are wrong in that the Dave Rydell who came back and blasted Konrad Raab at Day of Reckoning is NOT the same man who left after No Holds Barred. That Dave Rydell is gone. I didn’t get it done in the fatal four way because I had to squash beef with Raab. He didn’t understand what I did wasn’t personal. It was business. And your wife came out on top last week, because she earned it. I didn’t push like I should have. That is my own fault.
I know and have known exactly who the fuck you are since you burst onto the scene here. You are the current co-holder of the Co-Operative Championship. You are a former Cross Hemisphere Champion. You won the WrestleStock Cup. And you’ve have some of the best matches I’ve ever seen. Did I discount you? Sure. Why? Because I let myself be unfocused. I let myself use the chip on my shoulder before I used my skills. I let my past define who the fuck I am.
No longer.
On Monday, you’re going to find out just who the fuck I really am. Because on Monday, alongside your best friend, will walk out of Synergy as the new UGWC Co-Operative Champions. There isn’t any kind of preparation you can do to stop it. No planning, not training, nothing. The inevitable result is set in stone. You are writing the check right now. And only you and Kenzi hope your ass can cash it on Monday.
As Dave turns the corner he enters where Angie Vaughn is supposed to meet him, but there is no one there. Only a note. A note that reads…
Sorry, couldn’t meet. Rain check?
Dave grabs the note, crinkles it up and tosses it aside. He is unamused. He is also pretty irritated.
September 15, 2018 - Final Thoughts
As I prepare myself for a huge championship opportunity, I have to take a moment to do what I haven’t done in a while. A journey into the past. The reason is because I was posed with a few questions with the events coming up in my near future.
The first being the nearest, my UGWC Co-Operative Championship match on Monday. Teaming with Angie Vaughn. I have been asked how I think it’s going to go, how I’m going to handle being the odd man out with that trio, so on and so forth. See, when I get put into certain situations, I tend to really bring the real side of me out.
I was paired with someone who was a close dear friend of mine, Holden Orson. We formed a team based on a mutual history we shared and we took down one of the greatest tag teams in the history of this company, and possibly even the industry, Sex and Violence. You know, Killian King and Alan Wallace. We beat them and won those straps. About a year and a half later, I was paired with my arch nemesis, Donovan Hastings to take on the same team for the same belts. Guess what? Same outcome.
I have been placed with partners who I’m either friends with or enemies with. And what do I do? I win. It doesn’t matter which end of the spectrum you are on when I team with you. The outcome will always be the same. You will become a Co-Operative Champion. We don’t need to be the best of friends or the worst of enemies, we just need to coexist.
Speaking of Alan Wallace. The only man to break my record for Cross Hemisphere Title reigns... he is the current UGWC World Champion. A three time Champion. Going down as a first round hall of famer. He is going to be defending his title at Outlast. I have been drafted to a team that I can’t say I’m thrilled with, but it doesn’t matter. This is the year for Dave Rydell. Outlast is an event that has eluded me for a very long time. Ever since I first competed in it back in 2003, I have yet to main event it. This year...oh this year is the year. Nothing is stopping me.
Nothing is stopping me just like on Monday. After Synergy next week, I’m going to be a 3 time UGWC Co-Operative Champion. The time...My time...Our time...it’s now.
September 17, 2018 - Synergy Arena - Chicago
Dave is walking through the halls when he is approached by Angie Vaughn. After a lengthy conversation (which can be found here) Dave walks off with a smirk on his face, yet hate in his eyes. He gets blindsided by Ted.
Ted: Mr. Rydell, I see you’re here very early in the day. Can I get your thoughts of your title match later on? What did Ms. Vaughn have to say?
Dave: Huh? What? Oh, hey. Uh…Ms. Vaughn. Yeah, we’re good. I’m ready to go. Can this wait? Promise if you just let me go, I’ll get you a good sit down after Outlast. No bullshit. I’ll even call you by your real name.
Ted: Wait, seriously?
Dave: Yeah, Random Backstage Interviewer, right?
Ted: No, it’s Tim.
Dave: That’s what I said.
Ted: Fine. A real interview after Outlast.
Dave: Thank you.
As Dave goes to walk away, he hears Ted say something that catches him by surprise.
Dave: What?
Ted: Oh, nothing. I can just tell by the look on your face.
Dave: What look?
Ted: Dave, you don’t smile often. She’s cute though, isn’t she.
Dave just glares at Ted.
Dave: Fuck off, I have a match. If we don’t win, no interview for you.
Ted: What the hell? Fine. Don’t lose.
Dave: I don’t plan on it.
Dave scowls at Ted and walks off towards the locker room. His face almost instantly changes as he thinks about it. She is cute, but that had to wait. Tonight, there will be blood.
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This was an unexpected pairing, but I had fun with it!
