Post by jasonryan on Aug 24, 2022 18:17:45 GMT -5
We see Jason Ryan sitting with his advocate sitting in an empty ring for an exclusive OPW interview. Jason has a lit cigarette in his hand, ignoring the requests to put it out. The interviewer looks slightly nervous, giving Jason’s reputation with these.
Hello everybody. I am here for an exclusive interview with the two time OPW Prestige champion, Jason Ryan. Jason, it’s nice to have you here.
Shut the fuck up. I’ve got better things to do. Ask your stupid questions so I can get out of here
Jason takes a drag of his cigarette and impatiently indicates to the interviewer to ask his questions already.
Oh dear. Well first thing’s first. How are you feeling about your upcoming March with “ Big Money” Adrian Cole?
Honestly, it doesn’t matter if I win or lose this one. Some dickhead is going to attack me from behind, or interrupt trying to leech whatever star power they can because they can’t get over on their own. So what is someone gonna do? Use me to get fifteen minutes of fame. And of course they’ll be rewarded for it because OPW is a goddamn slum. So the outcome of this match really doesn’t matter. Whether I win or lose, I’m gonna have some bullshit to put up with.
The interviewer frowns and leans forward, whispering
Hey Josh, you doing okay man?
Jason glares at him and flicks some ashes.
Hurry up. Ask the next question. Let’s go, I want to be done already.
The interviewer looks at Ira unsure how to proceed. When Ira just nods the interviewer proceeds.
A couple of weeks ago you were successful in what seems to be retiring Dark Tiger who has been your biggest rival here in OPW. What are your thoughts on that?
Big deal. Not like it’s going to get me anywhere. That match was just a placeholder, just like every match I’ve ever had here.
The interviewer’s frown deepens at that. He opens his mouth, closes it then sets some papers aside.
Alright look Jason, I’m just going to talk to you alright? Forget the interview. You know the respect I have for you as one of the men who helped build the Prestige Division, it’s safe to say you’re the heart and soul of that division. I-
That’s all I am here isn’t it? That’s all I ever will be in this shithole. A undercarder competing for the most worthless title in the company. Wrestling people who management signed just to fill roster space and expected to draw something out of them, when so many people here can’t wrestle worth a fuck as it is. Meanwhile we all get to watch the same… four, six people get world title shot after world title shot.
Easy Jason, if you want we can reschedule-
You know what, I’m just going to say this. I don’t care if this gets aired or not. Fuck this place. Fuck it. I’m sick of biting my tongue. You know what else I’m sick of? Wrestling here at OPW. I don’t care about whatever is going on with Johnny and the HBO people and Jmont or whatever it is that’s taking up all the airtime. Because it’s genuinely not important. I don’t care what the Immortal champion has to say, I’m too busy taking a piss. And honestly, I no longer care about my matches here. Every single match I’ve had here has been on a throwaway slot. I wish they’d stop booking me here, I really do. I am sick of being treated like some curtain jerking undercarder who gets thrown on a card just to fill space. It’s bullshit. Why do I even bother showing up here? I should just no-show. It’s what OPW deserves.
It took me forever to earn myself another shot at the Prestige title, I had to watch and bite my tongue as everyone else got opportunities that I was passed over for. And that’s for everything. Since I got here, all I’ve done is favors for management. I’ve worked with whoever they asked me to, done whatever they needed and not even been pissed on as a thank you!
And ever since OPW has been back, the song of the summer has been Fuck Jason Ryan. Didn’t get a chance to celebrate my second title win, which by the way was the second opportunity I ever had at any success here. Was screwed out of my title, and now I’m expected to fight someone who I’m sure is very talented but I’ve never even heard of them before! This is bullshit and that’s only since we’ve been back! Don’t even get me started on the years of bullshit, all the promises made to me only to be stripped away due to politics. Because that’s how anyone gets noticed around here! And I am sick and tired of playing curtain jerker on a throwaway slot on this stupid show with people who can’t lace my goddamn boots!
The interviewer gulps and looks frightened.
Okay Jason, let’s calm down.
Jason sits back on his seat and holds his head in his hands.
You’re right. I’m sorry.
I have to ask, where is all this coming from?
You know where!
Jason leaps to his feet and throws his chair to the side.
Quit acting stupid! You know where this is coming from!
The interviewer backs up, hands held high in the air.
I can’t! Guys I’m sorry. I can’t do this.
That’s right walk away! You’re just like every other prick here! Walk away!
Jason grabs the camera off the tripod and looks into it.
Oh I’m sorry what?! Is this not what you wanted, huh OPW brass? Good! Because I’m done with every single one of you. I’m done with dancing on your strings. So I’m going to be as clear as I possibly can. This has been a long time coming. Johnny I know you’re watching so I’m gonna say this as clear as I can.
Our “ friendship”, our brotherhood has always just been about you, despite the fact your Prestige division was carried by me! I did it as a favor to you and never once was I ever told thank you. Never once did you show any form of gratitude. Hey boss, would you have been more grateful if I had dropped to my knees like every other single main eventer here? You selfish bitch! Both you and Jmont deserve each other, you’re both spotlight obsessed egotistical hacks who don’t do one goddamn thing right. So listen here. I’m going to say this once, clean the cocaine off your nose and get the hooker off your lap.
Johnny, OPW, whoever, I want you to fire me. I’m not kidding. You can go ahead and have someone else be your little bitch because I don’t want to be here anymore. Go ahead. Fire me! FireMeFireMeFireMeFireMeFireMe! I don’t care who does it! I don’t care when, I just want it done! I can go anywhere I want, unlike 90% of the roster here, people actually know who I am. I don’t need to wrestle here. I can go to any promotion I want! So go ahead and fire me, YOU FUCKING COWARDS!!!!!
Jason throws the camera to the side and storms away shouting one last time.
You better fire me at the next show!!!!!