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Let me bring you back to better times. When you first started wrestling, I took you under my wing. When Chikarason asked
me about a tag partner at the end of 2007, I named you. I watched as you came up short at
Young Lions Cup VI, losing in the tournament semi-finals. I stood witness when you lost in the opening round of the second
Rey de Voladores. I've always had your back, and you know that.
When you were still a directionless talent known as "Stupified" and you couldn't
get the job done, on your own or as a Super Smash Brother, I was there to help you evolve. I came around and inspired
you to become Player Dos. I turned you into one-half of the Campeones de Parejas! I made you into what you are today,
champ.
Now, it would seem that I am the one who can't get things done. And, it seems like you don't have my back quite the way
I've always has yours. When we faced The Order in Massachusetts, our team devolved (just like in the Super Mario Bros.
live-action flick) and I fell victim to UltraMantis Black's Praying Mantis Bomb. In New Hampshire the next night, I couldn't
put you down for the Young Lions Cup. I hit you harder than ever and
threw everything at you, and you still wouldn't stay down. I made sure that you wouldn't have the chance to ever hit your Frog
Splash, yet you still managed to find a way to beat me.
Over the years, I've always had your number. The last two times though, you've had mine. What is so different now? How did you
suddenly surpass me? How could I lose when I KNOW that I can beat you? If given the chance again, I guarantee that I can
put you down for three. I know that I can win. Why is that? Because now - I have to. I have to prove it to myself.
I can't be left in the dust to play sidekick, Stup.
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CHIKARA: Wrestling Done Right
9/21/2009:
Seems like all the work I've done in the past 3 months have not paid off quite as well emotionally as they have
physically. Everyone knows the story by now. Regardless of my efforts Dos, you went on to win the
Young Lions Cup. And I get that. I've let that go. Something else is nagging me though.
