Whoa there Steve Williams.
No one calls you Dr. Death, but yourself. Now, I won’t fault you for picking a cool nickname of the second best Steve. Remember Michael, this isn’t a Brawl for All and me defeating you isn’t a bodacious left from out of nowhere, but you will be left stunned as you lay Stone Cold on the mat.
I got to know, who’d you bounce that nickname off of? Jace? Or Farthington?
However, if this was a bingo hall in Philly the people inside would be chanting same old shit because that’s the same shit you’ve been regurgitating over and over more times than Lee plays Lonesome Loser on the HOR.
What is this obsession you have with Death Matches that you think it should’ve been my idea? You say I don’t get it, but I have gotten it for a long time, and that your career is your life. Retiring you has much more of an impact than literally killing you. Think about it Mike, you claimed for a decade I have been the butt of jokes and ridicule, but when I beat you in Japan you will get a respectable send off from the crowd watching, but that won’t happen when you get back stateside. When you walk through your local Wal-Mart in the Windy City you’ll be asked two questions;
Are you Mike Best?
How did you lose to a mosquito you were supposed to swat?
For 10 years that I have been in HOW people have laughed at the things that have happened to me and belittled my accomplishments. I’ve gone through every single piece of shit this hellhole has to offer and yet, I’m still here. I still come back and it’s not because Lee has a soft spot for me or that I’m great with stats. It’s because I am fucking loyal and actually give a fuck about this company no matter how many times I’ve been shit on. However, you can’t say the same because if you get into a tiff with dad and Ben Halkum opened a fed tomorrow you’d be jumping ship and burning more bridges than a California wildfire. You think that cutting the same bullshit “pipe bomb” or blog style promos you been doing since you walked into HOW as Santa Clause all those years ago is going to change the fact you’re still fucking coasting now is it? You keep reminding me this is a retirement match, but it’s much more than that. It’s my life, my legacy, my stupid promos as you call them because being plain old boring Scott Stevens is motivating me enough for this match.
I know who I am, but do you?
For 10 years you’ve been called Lee Best’s son and nothing more, and that’s a pretty big shadow to get out of and I can see why you’ve changed your gimmick more times than Jatt Starr has nicknames.
HOW Hall of Famer.
I’m sure there are more but you get the point.
However, I’ve realized in that 10 years there is a bigger shadow you’ve been drowning in and it’s not even your old man’s. You may be the King of HOFC, but you didn’t invent that style of promo in HOW, did you? Hell, you didn’t even conceive the idea of HOFC because Rob Michaels did. They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but you’re just taking credit for Rob’s work. You may have accomplished more in HOW than anyone else, but in the world of HOFC you will always be the runner up. You are the Milwaukee’s Best of HOFC. By winning the DeNucci Cup and Lee giving you his Hall of Fame ring finally give you the self-reassurance that you were better finally?
Spoiler alert: Nothing beats an original.
I’m an original Mike. Always have been and always will be and when we step inside that cage at War Games I’m going to do what Rob would’ve done if he faced you and that’s beat you worse than he did Kostoff and END YOU.