Time for Change

Time for Change

Posted on June 21, 2024 at 8:05 am by John Sektor

Change. 

Change is inevitable. Barack Obama once said; “Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”

This being the last ever War Games is a monumental change in our culture at High Octane Wrestling. War Games has been arguably the most important event of every calendar year since the inception of HOW. Rivalries have been settled. Rivalries have been created. Titles and champions have been shaken up for a new era to begin for any given division. It’s an event similar to a lottery, in that there is so much RNG in play that there is only a small percent of control that any one entrant has. 

It’s been obvious for some time that Lee has no desire to allow this company to die in a roaring blaze of glory. That’s been the story since the doors re-opened. ‘Let’s see how many great matches we can have before it all comes to an end.’ Ending War Games is a clear statement of ambition. Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything. 

But when I speak about change I don’t just mean War Games. I’m talking about change for me. The first step towards change is awareness. The second step is acceptance. I am astutely aware that If I don’t change direction then I am going to be stuck in a never ending cycle until my days are done. 

I accept that now. 

So as I prepare to head into the War to end all War Games, I think about all the wrestlers I could talk about. I could talk about Mike Best as World champion and fellow member of the Final Alliance and team captain. I could talk about Evan Ward as the other captain. I could talk about my friend, Steve Solex, and the possibility of competing either with or against him depending on which way the dice rolls. 

But no. As I talk about change there is only one man I need to talk about. 

Lee Best. 

For years and years I have been Lee’s loyal servant. I have been his trusted hitman, when called upon, and carried out my orders without question. I took out Townsend for him. I took out Adam Ellis for him. I broke Teddy Palmer’s neck for him. Not to mention countless other questionable tasks that he’s asked me to do. 

Now, Lee has been very good to me also. He gave me a contract when I was still addicted to drugs. He gave me a roof over my head. He even got Chloe back for me. That last one, in itself, is the singular reason why I have felt as though I owe a life debt to Lee Best. How could I ever repay him for achieving the impossible and giving me the final piece that was missing from my soul all these years? 

But I didn’t stay loyal because of all the nice things he’s done for me. Or the money, or the women, or the EPU detail and all the bells and whistles that come with the lifestyle of being a member of the Alliance. I’m loyal, simply because-

I love HOW!

I have tried to compete in other companies but each and every time I yearned to come back to HOW. It is the only place in the World where wrestling and competing makes sense. The HOW ring is the only one where I feel at home. Without Lee Best there is no HOW. That is what anyone who opposes Lee Best simply does not understand. Mike might think he has the genetic, hand-me-down, wrestling mind of his father, but he doesn’t. Christopher America has a great mind, but ask him to run HOW for one weekend and he nearly has a coronary event. Lee is HOW. War Games was his brainchild and without Lee Best this simply wouldn’t be fun any more. 

So I stayed loyal to him to protect him. To deliver his vision and ensure the future of HOW so that it can at least survive for as long as I can continue to compete. 

So I trust that ending War Games is the right change that the company needs to move forward. We’ve told every story and we’ve fought on every historic battleground that there is. But I need change now. 

I appreciate everything that you’ve done for me Lee. Words cannot express the level of gratitude that I feel towards you. So please don’t think I’m being ungrateful by saying that I deserve MORE!

I was wrestler of the year and champion of the year. I’ve been ranked number one wrestler for months. I’ve broken every record that matters with the HOTv championship and elevated it to heights that, not even you, thought were possible. I have not had a single week off in the last pay per view period. I have defended the HOTv championship against every challenger put before me. I’ve won two tag tag team matches with Solex and America for the Final Alliance, when every other combination failed. 

So I ask you..

..where’s my fucking World title shot? 

I have not had a SINGLE one on one opportunity for the World championship since I got back here. In spite of the fact that I’ve been ranked above your son the entire time. In spite of the fact that I’ve been statistically the most dominant wrestler on the roster. Instead, Silent Witness gets, not one, but TWO chances at the World championship. Scott Stevens even got a chance when he was grazing his nose at the bottom of the ladder. Who is next? Noah Hanson, because Mike bullied him and now he has Mike’s name in his mouth so much that it will surely sell a few tickets and ensure Mike keeps the title? I’m just sick of it. 

I’ve kept quiet up to now because I thought I was happy. I’ve enjoyed my time as HOTv champion and I respect the championship so much that I felt it deserved my full focus. I thought I could be patient and wait. But I have been waiting. I’ve been waiting, and waiting, and fucking waiting and still, aside from an open invitational tournament and fucking War Games..where everyone is coming out of the woodwork for one last hurrah…I get overlooked. 

Except, I realise now that I’m not being overlooked. I know you hold me in high regard and you know full well that I am the most deserving person to get a one on one shot at that title. I can beat anyone at any time, you know that. I know that. Anyone with half a brain and a shred of humility knows THAT.

No. I don’t get the shot, because you don’t want me to beat MIKE!

Because you know that I can. He knows that I can. One on one, with not HOFC rules, he know’s his reign is in fucking trouble if he goes toe to toe with me. He’s fucking terrified of me and he probably begs you to keep me away from him. Maybe I’m being paranoid, but maybe that’s why you forced him to stay in the Alliance, so you could keep us close together so that there’s a relatively valid excuse for us not competing against each other. 

But even that’s not an excuse. Not when you book me to defend my title against Steve Solex the week after we declared our unity towards one another. Didn’t matter then. 

Now you’re trying to drive a wedge between Solex and I. Why? Because he lost a couple of matches? That’s bullshit and you know it. You’ve as good as told me that if it comes down to it at War Games that I have to be the one to take Solex out. Not America. Not Mike. No, it has to be the guy who’s his fucking Best friend!

Why?

Because you feel threatened? For the first time since any of us can remember there are two members of the Final Alliance who genuinely respect and love each other. That scares you doesn’t it? You prefer us all being sadistic lone wolves being forced together by a shared agenda so that you can control us. Solex and I having a genuine bond poses a problem for you doesn’t it boss? 

Because If I get drawn for Evan Ward’s team then you can trust that I will do what needs to be done to ensure Mike wins. At least, you thought you could trust that. But if Solex was on team Ward then you’re not so sure, so you gotta have a plan to take him out, and why not sever that bond that threatens you while you’re at it? Two birds with one 97 red stone, right? 

Well Lee, I told you that I will make the right choice. I told you I wouldn’t hesitate. And I have made my choice. 

I will NOT, fuck Steve Solex! 

I will NOT sabotage team Ward!

I’m too old to play games now. That’s why I’m not sad to see War Games go bye bye, because just like real war most of the battle is done through politics. I’m a wrestler, Lee. I am a wrestler who just wants to compete and try to win and before my time comes to an end I would like one last run with Big Red. 

You offered that to me not so long ago. I’d just finished a monumental run with the LSD championship and when I lost you came to me and told me that you wanted to see me have one last run with the World title. I turned you down because I was running on fumes and I needed a break. Can’t tell you how much that hurt me. Being World champion is all I ever wanted to be but I’m smart enough and mature enough to realise when I don’t have it in me, and I don’t half-ass things. 

But I’m not out of gas now. I’ve been firing on all cylinders since I came back and haven’t missed a step. I refuse to accept that it was my one and only opportunity to be the main man around here. I refuse to stay patient. I refuse to stay quiet. I deserve my shot and since you’re not going to give it to me then I’m going to have to do everything I can at War Games to make it happen for myself. 

The world want’s change Lee. Fuck War Games. In this business there is no bigger change than changing the champion. Mike said it himself. The fans tune in every week in hope that he will lose the belt, because they’re sick of him rehashing his lines every week and spewing the same verbal diarrhoea about how he is the greatest of all time. They want someone to beat him and beat him good and I believe I am the perfect man for that job. 

Getting rid of War Games is a good start, but telling the same story over and over with Mike on the throne is fucking boring. The world deserves a new champion and they deserve one who can take a championship and change direction. Someone who has proven it in countless divisions and proven that they can be a great World champion. 

They deserve me. 

Now I don’t want you to listen to this and take it as me saying that I’m done with the Final Alliance. I’m not saying that at all. I still believe that the Alliance has a purpose and I still believe you are the man to follow. But you need to change Lee. The Alliance needs to change and the whole direction this company is headed needs to change. 

I am not asking to be the leader of the Final Alliance, because I already am. Mike doesn’t give a shit about it. He does his own thing and he’s never around when the shit hits the fan. I’ve been the one trying to hold us together whilst the Alliance kept losing to the likes of Darin Zion and Drew Mitchell. I’ve been the one trying to create some unity, starting with Steve Solex who I believe is the only other man besides myself who shares my vision. 

But maybe the damage is done. Maybe you’ll take this as a big salty middle finger and fuck you and decide that nows the time to re-instate America as your right hand man. I’m not stupid, I know it’s coming. You love America almost as much as Mike, and I’ve simply been his place holder whilst he was gone and whilst he’s still trying to remember what day of the fucking week it is. It’s only a matter of time before I’m back to being your trash man whilst America gets primed to take the weight of the World title from Mike for a little while. 

But I digress..

I started by talking about change, but I perhaps didn’t discuss the one element of change that makes people reluctant to do it. 

Change is scary. 

I don’t know what my future holds now after the War Games. The thought of potentially no longer being in the Final Alliance is quite terrifying. I’ve been protected and sheltered for so long that I can’t remember what it’s like to be a peasant. 

But do you know what’s even scarier than change?

Regret. 

I’ve had too many regrets in life. You gave me my daughter back. But when I look into her eyes I cannot help but feel sick with regret for all of the mistakes and bad choices that I made in life. 

The clock is ticking for me and I cannot risk having any more regrets. If I don’t go into War Games for myself then I will regret it for the rest of my life. If I stab Solex in the back then I’ll regret it, because there’s nothing in it for me if I do that. Maybe I’m being selfish, but I owe  it to myself to be selfish now. I’ve fucking earned it and I will not leave War Games with a single fucking regret. 

I realise by getting all of this off my chest that I’m pretty much rolling the dice myself. It might be that Solex and I both get drawn on team Best and that there is never a rhyme or reason to do anything that I may regret. But If I don’t say this now then I’m afraid I never will. Plus, there will be another time and another place where I am being asked to do something that I don’t want to do for a cause that doesn’t benefit me in the slightest. And I will still be overlooked. 

You and I both know that I’m not afraid to roll the dice. I’ve laid all my cards on the table and I promise you that there will be no hidden aces up my sleeve. What you see, sir, is what you are going to get. And that is a man who feels he deserves his time now and deserves to do things his own way. The right way. 

War Games is the end of an area, but it also marks the beginning of a new one. I intend to start as I mean to go on. So, no matter what  I roll at War Games, I’m going for the win. And I’m doing it with the Last Man in Wrestling by my side and together we will do everything in our power to make sure that it –

STAYS

WITH

US!