Post by Teddy Hart on Jun 20, 2007 14:59:14 GMT -5
-|A match ends inside the arena as the scene quickly cuts to the backstage area. There, we see Scott Hudson standing next to the self proclaimed “King of Harts,” Teddy Hart. The fans in the arena boo as this image appears on the big screen, but it doesn’t seem to effect the young Hart much at all. Hudson gets the cue to begin as the interview now commences.|-
Folks, I am standing next to a viable contender for the Television title. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I am standing next to one of the three third generation stars of the Hart family, Teddy Hart. Now Teddy…
Cut the bull crap Hudson! Nobody cares in what you are saying! Those low life, minimum wage, white trash Americans that had to pull out a second mortgage on their deteriorating trailer just to purchase a ticket to see me any cares about one thing Hudson, just one single thing. And that’s to see me perform. They want to see me succeed in this business, and that’s something that I plan on doing! Hudson, winning the World Television Champion is going to jump start my career into the next level!
You see Hudson, I’m too d**n good to be held down to this low rate show! Look at the roster Hudson, name three people that you have heard of before.
-|As Hudson is about to say something, Teddy cuts him off.|-
That’s right Hudson, you can’t! I am the only superstar on Saturday Nights, and it won’t take me long to get into the next level. Mark my words Hudson, after I win tonight, I will go onto the Great American Bash and claim what is rightfully mine, the WCW World Television Championship.
Well Teddy, that won’t be an easy feat as you are going against the likes of Balls Mahoney, Ted Dibiase, Jr., and “Hollywood” Howie Banks.
“Hollywood” Howie Banks? Ted Dibiase Jr.? Who the hell are they?! Balls Mahoney?! Didn’t he die? Good grief. Hudson, the fact that I am going against three nobodies has just cemented my theory that I am by far THEE premier athlete here on Saturday Night! First things first, Howie Banks. Answer this one question for me Howard, just exactly who the hell are you?! I tried to find you on Wikipedia… nothing. Tried Yahoo! Search… again, nothing. Then, I tried out Google, and guess what I found? Nothing… AGAIN! This isn’t right Hudson. Here I am, the most well known superstar on the roster, going against someone that I have never heard of before. What’s the justice in that? That’s right, none. I have fought I disagree of to get to where I am tonight, and I have to go against some nobody? Not just one, but THREE! That ain’t right.
Well Teddy, Balls Mahoney WAS in contention for the WCW World Heavyweight Championship a few months ago.
Big whoopty-doo-da! You know what the key word in that sentence is? The word, “was.” Balls Mahoney is a nobody, alright Hudson? He has done absolutely nothing to gain my respect! Wow, was in the running for the WCW World Heavyweight Championship. Is that supposed to impress me or something? He went from being nothing, to World title contender, back down to a nobody in what, a span of five seconds?! Is that supposed to “wake me up from this dream?” Hell nah Hudson!
The man has never amounted to anything before in his life. And to my understanding, he never mounted anything either, but that’s a different story! Even his “illustrious” career in ECW isn’t really illustrious. The only title that he accumulated while fighting in the Bingo Hall was the Tag Team title, and didn’t he win the tag title here as well? I’m going against a flipping tag specialist! Oooooooooo, I’m scared! Balls, you got nothing on me, alright? You have no idea who you are messing with! I am the “King of Harts!” That means that I am the best wrestler to have the Hart surname! Well, second only to Uncle Owen, but that’s a different story for another time!
And now, that leaves me with one man, a second generation superstar, Ted Dibiase, Jr. Scott, I heard what douchebag number one said about me. Saying that I am unreliable, that I’m a loose cannon, and that I am a liability to myself. Where the hell does he get off to say this? Just because you found your daddy’s old suit in the closet and decided to pull out his ways up North doesn’t mean that you are a great wrestler yourself. Your daddy was the man… he was awesome! I used to love watching him as a kid. But you… not really. It just feels like your trying to rip-off of what your father has done before you. The moves, the attitude, the persona… everything about you is a deliberate rip-off of your father, and for that, you oughta be ashamed of your self!
You say that you have lived in the lap of luxury? Pshaw! Gimme a break Ted! You see these shades? Top of the line baby! And they only cost me but a couple-three hundred bucks! This silk vest… custom made may I add? Three grand. These pants? They only cost me but five grand. You see Ted, I’m rolling in the dough! I can buy anything that a d**n well please! Something that you nor your father could say!
The fact of the matter is this Ted, you are nothing but a joke! A J-O-K-E… joke! I bet those luxury cars where stolen, the fancy meals came out of a flipping trash can, and those “sexy women” where probably transvestites working the street corners! Ted, face facts, you can’t be me. Many people have tried it, and they all failed miserably, including you Ted.
Ted, if I was you, I wouldn’t let your girl watch this show, because she might get *BLEEP* and it won’t be sweat. Hell, when you get home, you just might as well kick her out of the bed, because you know that she’s thinking about Ted… and not you! I bet you at this very point in time, I have hundreds of thousands of female’s hearts beating a mile a minute, and their hands going down to inappropriate places. I have that kind of impact over the opposite sex, something that you transvestite ass loving self hasn’t been able to!
Ted, in case you have forgotten, I am a third generation superstar! Does that mean that I'll rely on my namesake to get me out of sticky situations? No, that means that I have inherited two generations worth of greatness to make me the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!
-|Teddy walks off of camera view as Hudson sends the action back to ringside.|-
Folks, I am standing next to a viable contender for the Television title. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I am standing next to one of the three third generation stars of the Hart family, Teddy Hart. Now Teddy…
Cut the bull crap Hudson! Nobody cares in what you are saying! Those low life, minimum wage, white trash Americans that had to pull out a second mortgage on their deteriorating trailer just to purchase a ticket to see me any cares about one thing Hudson, just one single thing. And that’s to see me perform. They want to see me succeed in this business, and that’s something that I plan on doing! Hudson, winning the World Television Champion is going to jump start my career into the next level!
You see Hudson, I’m too d**n good to be held down to this low rate show! Look at the roster Hudson, name three people that you have heard of before.
-|As Hudson is about to say something, Teddy cuts him off.|-
That’s right Hudson, you can’t! I am the only superstar on Saturday Nights, and it won’t take me long to get into the next level. Mark my words Hudson, after I win tonight, I will go onto the Great American Bash and claim what is rightfully mine, the WCW World Television Championship.
Well Teddy, that won’t be an easy feat as you are going against the likes of Balls Mahoney, Ted Dibiase, Jr., and “Hollywood” Howie Banks.
“Hollywood” Howie Banks? Ted Dibiase Jr.? Who the hell are they?! Balls Mahoney?! Didn’t he die? Good grief. Hudson, the fact that I am going against three nobodies has just cemented my theory that I am by far THEE premier athlete here on Saturday Night! First things first, Howie Banks. Answer this one question for me Howard, just exactly who the hell are you?! I tried to find you on Wikipedia… nothing. Tried Yahoo! Search… again, nothing. Then, I tried out Google, and guess what I found? Nothing… AGAIN! This isn’t right Hudson. Here I am, the most well known superstar on the roster, going against someone that I have never heard of before. What’s the justice in that? That’s right, none. I have fought I disagree of to get to where I am tonight, and I have to go against some nobody? Not just one, but THREE! That ain’t right.
Well Teddy, Balls Mahoney WAS in contention for the WCW World Heavyweight Championship a few months ago.
Big whoopty-doo-da! You know what the key word in that sentence is? The word, “was.” Balls Mahoney is a nobody, alright Hudson? He has done absolutely nothing to gain my respect! Wow, was in the running for the WCW World Heavyweight Championship. Is that supposed to impress me or something? He went from being nothing, to World title contender, back down to a nobody in what, a span of five seconds?! Is that supposed to “wake me up from this dream?” Hell nah Hudson!
The man has never amounted to anything before in his life. And to my understanding, he never mounted anything either, but that’s a different story! Even his “illustrious” career in ECW isn’t really illustrious. The only title that he accumulated while fighting in the Bingo Hall was the Tag Team title, and didn’t he win the tag title here as well? I’m going against a flipping tag specialist! Oooooooooo, I’m scared! Balls, you got nothing on me, alright? You have no idea who you are messing with! I am the “King of Harts!” That means that I am the best wrestler to have the Hart surname! Well, second only to Uncle Owen, but that’s a different story for another time!
And now, that leaves me with one man, a second generation superstar, Ted Dibiase, Jr. Scott, I heard what douchebag number one said about me. Saying that I am unreliable, that I’m a loose cannon, and that I am a liability to myself. Where the hell does he get off to say this? Just because you found your daddy’s old suit in the closet and decided to pull out his ways up North doesn’t mean that you are a great wrestler yourself. Your daddy was the man… he was awesome! I used to love watching him as a kid. But you… not really. It just feels like your trying to rip-off of what your father has done before you. The moves, the attitude, the persona… everything about you is a deliberate rip-off of your father, and for that, you oughta be ashamed of your self!
You say that you have lived in the lap of luxury? Pshaw! Gimme a break Ted! You see these shades? Top of the line baby! And they only cost me but a couple-three hundred bucks! This silk vest… custom made may I add? Three grand. These pants? They only cost me but five grand. You see Ted, I’m rolling in the dough! I can buy anything that a d**n well please! Something that you nor your father could say!
The fact of the matter is this Ted, you are nothing but a joke! A J-O-K-E… joke! I bet those luxury cars where stolen, the fancy meals came out of a flipping trash can, and those “sexy women” where probably transvestites working the street corners! Ted, face facts, you can’t be me. Many people have tried it, and they all failed miserably, including you Ted.
Ted, if I was you, I wouldn’t let your girl watch this show, because she might get *BLEEP* and it won’t be sweat. Hell, when you get home, you just might as well kick her out of the bed, because you know that she’s thinking about Ted… and not you! I bet you at this very point in time, I have hundreds of thousands of female’s hearts beating a mile a minute, and their hands going down to inappropriate places. I have that kind of impact over the opposite sex, something that you transvestite ass loving self hasn’t been able to!
Ted, in case you have forgotten, I am a third generation superstar! Does that mean that I'll rely on my namesake to get me out of sticky situations? No, that means that I have inherited two generations worth of greatness to make me the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!
-|Teddy walks off of camera view as Hudson sends the action back to ringside.|-