I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately, been losing sleep, haven’t been having the erge to gamble, and nearly keeping from doing anything worthwhile in my personal life. People make mistakes, most of the time we regret it, most of the time we learn from it. Is there ever a time though where we feel that a mistake was the right thing to do? I called Zac Conner, Zac Collins, common mistake that I regretted and learned from. This past weekend I single handedly took out The OTW Junior Heavyweight Champion Matt Miles. Am I ashamed, no, do I have any sympathy, no, do I feel this will affect my quest in capturing the title, absolutely not. Many people feel that I am a cold person; I have no regards on my actions in any means possibly. I made a racial comment towards Fuji Tanaka, I’m still standing. I assaulted Corrine Molineuax, I’m still standing. See I find these defects of what makes a man drive himself to the ability to go all out and care about nothing. I am a man on mission and I feel that nothing can stand in my way, if I take the ultimate risk; I flourish instead of being put down. Like Matthew Wilder sings in that song, Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride, nobodies gonna slow me down, oh no, I got to keep on movin’. I must listen to that song every day and smile knowing that I basically have everybody in my hand. You people don’t know much about my past life, if anything you people should hate Matt Miles, not me, he’s the one who really has everything. Yes I have money, yes I have a good clean living establishment, and yes I have a great family. But let’s go back in time. Before I placed my first ever bet, before I discovered the secrets of cards, dice, and slot machines. I was simply the outcast in high school. I was a loner; I had no friends, no girlfriend and was picked on by every jock that walked down the hallway. Matt Miles, although we did not attend the same high school was those so called jocks. Matt Miles was the type of person that looked down upon people like me, got all the women, and lived life freely and didn’t care about what was happening next, partying every weekend, passing classes because the teacher was a sports fan, basically coasting it all came easy to him. Not for me though, I never played any sports, had to work hard and take all the insults and ridicules from every teacher I encountered. Of course now I’ve grown wiser. The point I’m trying to get across here is, that Matt Miles is everything I wanted to be at the time, but now I’m lucky to stay that way I am. I found gambling to be my only outlook to the real world and I haven’t looked back at all. Matt Miles, maybe I did go a bit too far this past weekend, but I don’t care. I don’t only want that title, I want to show you that people like me have a chance and can do anything if we work hard and dedicate ourselves to it and not have it comes easy like it did to you. I don’t care what’s going through your mind, maybe you do see me as a walk in the park, but I erge you not to think that way. I’ve been training hard and have a lot in store for you when our one on one occurrence takes place. Rest that knee, because now the ball is in my court. Your going down Miles, not even your crazy brother who I carried on commentary for a year in a half will be able to save you. It is now “The Highrollers” turn. I will deliver and I will insure it.
The Chicken is in the pot; it’s done, finally signed, sealed and delivered. Brain Johnson is finally going to prove what type of champion he really is. June 6th, 2009 mark it on your calendars, make your plans. On that day you will see a new Old Time Wrestling Heavyweight Champion. The contract is all up to date. After weeks of ducking my man, Brian actually sent it to me and I have nothing better to do but smile. Every since I took him under my wing, I have never seen Craig Nash more determined. He has the glare in his eye and he is ready with full force to become the champion. “Pretty Boy” and I use that term loosely, you’ve enjoyed a nice 6 month reign as champion, but all good things come to an abrupt end and it will happen to you on June 6th. It will be my honor to be managing my first Heavyweight Champion. I knew by signing Craig Nash, that I made the greatest investment with all the money that I have. Now I can clean up and break even. To think, managing the Heavyweight Champion brings music to my ears. Johnson, you have just signed away the 3 years that your out of shape body has worked for. It will be Nash’s pleasure to send you a condolence card while you lay in the hospital during the aftermath. I will make sure to include a picture of the new champion and myself on that card, so you can remember the hot June night for the rest of your life. 4 weeks, I wish it would comes sooner, my advice, live these next 4 weeks Johnson, because before you know it, it will all be gone.
I Live The Wonderful Life(And You Don’t)
I Am “The Highroller” Michael Busciacco