It’s a warm October afternoon. I’m sitting on my front porch rocking in my chair, and listening to the sounds of the marsh. Dragonflies are buzzing about, frogs are chirping to one another and you can almost hear the faint sighs of the crocodiles. With a cool glass of lemonade, I am basking in the setting, and everything just feels perfect with the world. Except...it's not. There is a sharp pain coming from my knee. The pain pills the doctor prescribed me are wearing off and I’m going to have to get up and take more so that this terrible aching will subside for a bit longer.
Y'see, last year I tore my ACL after only just two matches at CHIKARA. I was devastated. I worked so hard and so long and it all came crashing down in an instant. The year that I could have been a part of, unfurled in front of me, and I just had to sit back and watch. During my recovery time, the thing that bothered me the most was missing out on being apart of the Young Lions Cup. It was going to be my stage to showcase all of my skills and prove to the world that I was going to be a force to be reckoned with. It killed me to have to sit on the sidelines. That’s why I fought back and recovered from my career-threatening injury.
This year, I’m going to be the force to be reckoned with. I didn't get my chance in 2016, so I'm putting the pinch on 2017. I was the first competitor to apply for the Young Lions Cup XIII, and I’m not leaving without that prized cup that so many greats have held. I will show the world what I can do on February 4th at the Wrestle Factory. I won’t let any more time be stolen from me. All the other competitors better be on notice that I’m coming...and I’m coming with salt.
Y'see when I travel back to my porch and I sit there with my lemonade and I listen to the sounds of the bayou...I'll be basking in more than just sunlight. I'll be admiring my reflection in that perfect, golden cup.
-ↃC
#TooSalty