A name I’m not too familiar with. But that doesn’t change the fact that I’ve at least done some research on you. Looks to me like you’re trying to make a grand ole comeback to the wrestling world. But at 47? I’m not going to lie Josh…your chances look grim…especially since you’ve chosen to end your career inside a company that has had a track record for shortening careers. I don’t like your chances in HOW. I’m not going to sugarcoat bullshit. I’m one of the realist people you will get to tell you what thinks actually are.
It looks like you’ve paved a nice professional wrestling career for yourself. But I’m going to be real with you again…you’re in the big leagues now. HOW is not for the faint of heart and I can see you’ve got quite the heart for yourself which will only take you so far. I used to have heart too…until it was hardened and I discarded it. Why? In this industry, the machine, it wears and tears you down. You can’t have a heart here and expect to be successful. It just doesn’t work that way. Believe me, I’ve tried. But until I actually discarded my heat, it wasn’t until then when I started to go places. You have to make a deal with the devil and I signed the biggest deal of my life.
I signed my heart away and boy did it take me places. I ascended to the top of this business and became HOW World Champion. Twice. I also managed to hold every single HOW singles title at the same time. I did it MY way and it was a very successful way of doing business. I’m a businessman, Josh, and I make a living off of getting deals done to pursue my own interests. Those interests led me to a very successful career here in HOW. But eventually…the devil gets his due. It all comes back at the end of the day and the devil cashed in on me and I watched as my career here in HOW….plummeted. It was a dark time for me and I watched as I went from the top of the card and one of the hottest talking points in HOW, simply drop of the radar and now my name isn’t even worth mentioning. I became a joke…a lesser man for it and watched as several people overtook me and as time went on…I was just simply left to die. Left to be forgotten about as everyone else continues the game of being cogs in this massive machine called HOW.
I was left off the War Games PPV which is by far the biggest PPV this company has. The risks. The rewards. What is on the line. It only took a matter of two weeks into the PPV period for me to be sliced from it and forgotten about and left behind without a care from anyone else. This business is a cutthroat one and you shouldn’t ever expect to have any friends here. Friends only hold you back, Conway, and I want you to know that because if you put your heart out there…it will get shot and stomped all over again until there’s nothing left of you…until there’s nothing left to remember you by.
I’m telling you this out of respect, not love. I don’t give a fuck what you’ve done outside of this company because again I’ll be honest with you…it doesn’t matter…NONE of it matters. I look at you and see a man who’s excited to return to the squared circle. A man who’s itching to get back after a knee injury nearly ended your career. But it doesn’t matter. You will be crushed under the pressure of the machine and you will drown. You’re better off if you just take that knee injury of yours at face value and retire. You’ll get no favors if you choose to pursue ending your career here in HOW. I tell you that not out of love…a decent shred of respect because, respectfully?…
I’m going to destroy you!
I’m going to fucking destroy you, Conway, and I will have no remorse in doing so! I don’t give a fuck what your accolades outside of this company are and I sure as fuck don’t give two fucks the kind of human being you are! Your heart may be strong, but my will to destroy it and rebuild my empire are just stronger…not because you’re a great wrestler looking for a comeback…but because my blood boils and burns to get back to the top of the mountain!
I had a lot to think about while I was just sitting on the fucking sidelines during War Games and you know what it did? It pissed me the fuck off! I should have qualified and gotten onto the card and now I’m fighting to stay relevant. I shouldn’t have to fucking do that. I’m Brian Fucking Hollywood and I know who the fuck I am! I know what I can do and I intend to get back to destroying people in my wake and looking out for number one because that’s what I was god damned good at!
I don’t need friends. I don’t need allies. I just need ME and the only thing that matters is me being successful once again! I don’t care how I have to do it…you’re going to learn really quick, Josh, that nobody can help you around here but yourself. But if you’re serious about hanging around here in HOW, I’m going to show you real quick just how serious it is and then you’re going to have to make a decision really quick about what you want to do and your priorities in HOW are going to be. You want to help the young talent around here? Good for you…but don’t be surprised if they use that act of kindness and use it as a thunderbolt dagger to stab you in the fucking back with it! I was serious when I told you that you won’t make friends here.
You can view that however the hell you want. You can be offended by it or you can use it to take the time to harden yourself now, because it doesn’t get any easier for you from here on out. If you truly know me, and if you recognize my name…you’ll know that I don’t mince words and you’ll find out real fucking quick that I’m not your friend and will use your own weaknesses against you without feeling a god damn thing about it. Because you are a stepping stone for me…a proverbial rung in a ladder that I’ve already ascended on two separate occasions and I will do it a third fucking time!
Maybe, just maybe…you can learn a thing or two from me. I’m a former HOW World Champion and if you’re fighting me in your first match, imagine the competition you’re going to get after me. That’s why I’m going to do you a favor and give you something to think about after we face off in that ring.
I’m coming off a quiet period of a lot of fucking down time which means I’m fucking fresh and I’m dying to destroy and rip someone apart in that ring! I don’t envy you, nor do I care about the caring man you claim to be. If you were expecting a match of respect against a veteran in this company, then I’m going to have to massively disappoint you…big time. I’m not going to be kind when that bell rings, you can bet that as an Executive Promise.
I’m pissed off and ready to tear this company to shreds. I’m ready to put every last motherfucker here on their knees and take my boot and issue an Executive Decree in plastering their blood all over that fucking canvas. You want to learn how to survive here in HOW? Then you’ll take my advice and run the other way. Or…you can take my advice and stand in that ring and allow yourself to get utterly destroyed by me. In the end, I’m only after one thing and you cannot provide me with that, Conway. But what you can provide me, is a much needed win in getting back to the Hollywood Highlight that I am. You can gracefully be destroyed and left to ponder as you stare up at the lights on your back, if it was really worth coming here to HOW. Take a veteran like myself to tell you that it wasn’t worth it. You see that I’m a former HOW World Champion and decorated wrestler here in HOW and that I’ve had quite the career for myself. But if you ask ANYONE and EVERYONE here in this company, they will tell you I’m not worth your time or worth having around here in HOW anymore.
You see? I’ve been at the top twice and feared in this company and look at me now? You won’t have a single soul tell you I’m worth it anymore. It doesn’t matter how decorated you are around here, they will tell you not to waste your fucking time! You can either stand there and let them tear you down mentally and try to embarrass you…OR…..you can use it to fuel you. Fuel your your hatred because I’m going to tell you…it’s your HATRED that will fuel your career here and you best tap into it…otherwise, you’ll just be another lost statistic in this massive machine. That’s all you’ll be remembered for.
I chose the latter. I choose hatred. It fuels me. It gives me focus and I’m going to use that hatred to tear you to shreds because at the end of the day Josh Conway, I don’t give two fucks about you or what you’ve done. I don’t give two fucks the kind of man you are because it doesn’t help me at the end of the day. You’re going to learn really quick just how far that gets you.
So no…I won’t be looking to earn your respect. I’m not going to shake your hand in that ring because you are just another obstacle in my way of getting back to my former glory. I will get back to the top of the mountain and I’m going to get that respect back from every one in that HOW locker room on what happens when you fuck with Brian Fucking Hollywood and what happens when you just dismiss me as yesterdays news and everyone is going to learn real quick just what happens when you spend too long on the sidelines hating everything there is to hate about this machine until you take the initiative to do something fucking about it and push yourself to be better.
Because in the end, the devil always gets his due…it just matters what the fuck you do after that that defines you. That’s why I will always be better than the devil because even after he gets his due, if you’re still left standing after the dust settles, you best believe that the devil should be looking over his fucking shoulders making sure he doesn’t get his fucking head cut off because that’s exactly where I’m at right now.
You’ve heard of the Devil always getting his due…but you’re about to find out that the aftermath of that is going to be Brian Fucking Hollywood getting his god damn due and it will be in the form of an Executive Decree.
I’m collecting the dues that allowed me to be plunged into obscurity and this time, I’m collecting those dues and turning them into Brian Fucking Hollywood collecting his because it’s my turn to collect!
I’ll see you at Chaos, Josh Conway….where you’ll be the first due I collect in a long list of dues that people will now owe me as I take myself back to the tip top of this fucking company.
The time for Brian Hollywood’s turn has come.
I’m taking EVERYTHING back and I’m collecting interest on my dues. It will be without heart…
Just HATRED! By the time I’m through…everyone will remember the name.
Brian Fucking Hollywood!
After the dust settles, after all the blood has been shed, The Executive will rise again and he will stand through all the rubble with the blood of his work, his victims who renounced him, covered all over his face. For he has risen again and his name shall be worshipped and respected once again.