It is what it is

It is what it is

Posted on December 21, 2023 at 7:36 am by Zach Kostoff

Walking down through Ybor City at night is always fun. Sometimes it is filled with people going from bar to bar having fun times. Other times, it shows how bad the area can get. Panhandlers on all corners. Drunks laying in the alley. Used needles can be seen in the streets. As much as it is a fun place to be at times, it really is a mess.

 

As you turn the corner to head towards what looks like the downtown area, you see Zach slowly walking. His head is down as he keeps a steady pace. Stopping for a moment, he takes in a deep breath.

 

Zach: It seems I got thrown into this all out war match at Iconic. Which is fine, but too be fair. I’m also tired of the bullshit here already.

 

Zach: People asked me how long I would last, I told everyone I knew that I didn’t know. Could be months. Could be years. I honestly had no idea

 

He pulls a can of Longhorn out of his pocket. Packing the can he takes a dip.

 

Zach: It’s not the wins or losses that has me feeling this way. It is the fact that people have honestly treated me like I am only here because of my last name. That is bullshit.

 

Moving his jaw he spits onto the dirty sidewalk.

 

Zach: I personally can give a fuck what anyone on this roster thinks of me, because if I wanted their opinion on me I would have asked them. The issue is, I have always been my own man. I never asked for shit.

 

Zach: I know who my dad was. He was the man that put fear into anyone that stepped into that ring with him. Me? I’m finding my way here. I get into that ring and fight each week. Regardless of who it is or what is going on, I get in there and fight everyone.

 

Zach: That being said, it is what it is. This match is going to be a whirlwind of chaos and I think it is going to be a lot more fun than folks are wondering about.

 

He begins to walk again towards the lights. He looks down at the ground and shakes his head.

 

Zach: Fucking shame, this has always been a fun place to be around. Now look at it. Fucking shit hole. Used to enjoy coming here and checking out bands, seeing once in a while wrestling at the bars. Now? Fuck this place.

 

Zach: Whatever, come Iconic this shit is going to be heading into another direction. Call it what you want, but I’m fucking tired of this bullshit

 

Zach: See you mother fuckers there.

 

He makes his way into the night as the scene fades to black.