Still with me, Mike?
Just checking. I’m sure you checked out at 7:56 but truth of the matter is you’ve been checked out for some time. Complacency is a real thing, Mike. It’s also a killer.
Complacency is what hurt me for a long time. I got comfortable and in this hobby you should NEVER get too comfortable. No, complacency and being comfortable is what lost you the HOW World Championship. Worst part about that is that was the FIRST match of the night for you and you lost to JILES! We’ve already discussed that one, though. I’m not going to be on a repeat like a fucking broken record this time. I could tell you everything that bothered me for hours and say it so many ways but still be repeating myself.
You’re on repeat now too, though, Mike. Perhaps we should talk about that comfortable thing a little while longer, shall we?
In the same night, you almost managed to lose the HOFC match against Dan Ryan as well. It took your FATHER of all people and things to help you wrap things up and win you the HOFC Championship in the first place. Seems these days you need all the help you can get to either win a match, or stay on top. You’re exhausted and I think you know that, too. It does get exhausting hearing a grown adult like yourself whine, bitch and cry foul when something doesn’t go your way. You’ve made a career out of it.
Oh, and killing people too…but I forgot that we all were just supposed to forget about that one and ignore the implications of all the moral sirens that was blaring off..my bad.
Unless it had something to do with anyone not named Mike Best. Again, I digress.
No Mike…at the end of the day you can be compared to LeBron James other than Michael Jordan. Cry foul when there wasn’t anything there to cry about in the first place. Of course, Michael Jordan in his era took far more personal physical abuse and no fouls when today they’re laughed at other than such.
Two legends, but both of them were viewed quite differently. LeBron will never compare to what Jordan was almost like Chris Kostoff was tougher and universally viewed better than you’ll ever be Mike.
HOFC may be your playground, Mike, but what happens if I’m able to actually pull off the win against you? Will you go cry to daddy Best and demand a rematch? Perhaps you might. Maybe I’ll sit around a week and listen to the impending tsunami strike and wait to see what’s left of it before I assess the damage. Or maybe, I’ll just grant you a rematch and let you dish out all the impending embarrassment this will cause you.
In the end, who knows how you’ll take the loss. It’s save to say you’ve stopped caring about the HOW World Championship. I mean, when Cancer Jiles of all people wins it, maybe that’s the time to be worried and just move on instead of dealing with damage control. That’s another one of your problems, Mike. Damage control.
You’ve always been so good at what you do that you don’t have to worry about damage control all that often. You just want to focus on kneeing people’s heads off and try and retract what happened to you quickly in an effort to keep yourself from being mocked at or laughed at. You know, kind of what you do against guys like myself who clearly are in a position to better their fortunes.
People like me…who’ve faced you enough times to know how much more they have to give. How much more endurance they have to put out in matches in order to stand a chance. I’ve faced you enough to know that I’ve got to find ways to stay on my feet and keep you off yours. It’s not impossible like you talk about. I just have to be a guy like Cancer Jiles…because if he can do it…so can I.
I’m at my wits end with you. You sure know how to demean a guy..and maybe I’d take it personally like Zion would…but I’m not Zion.
I’m just a guy ready to give you the fight you’ve been waiting for and also the guy waiting to give you an excuse to cry foul.
I’m the foul, Mike. But I have to remember you’re no Michael Jordan.
Just a LeBron James.