"Winning isn't everything, it's the only thing!!!"

~*Winning and losing. Something today's society places a lot of emphasis on. If you aren't winning then quite frankly what are you doing?...losing. To get somewhere in this world there's only one thing you have to do...win. Look at all the celebrities who our children worship, Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake, Madonna, Opera Winfrey and even the microsoft genius himself Bill Gates are known as big time winners. In school, if you aren't hanging with the right "kliq" or group or dress a certain way then what are you?...a nerd...or for a better term...once again, a loser. You see even the biggest of the big winners were losers because we all had to start off small and even all of these winners have to have had once of those bad days. But wait, if we can look into Sven's archives of promos he cut, he stated that Americans loved to find the easy way to success. Just what does that mean? Did Sven prostitute and cheat his way to the CHZ? Did Sven cheat his way to our tag team championships? If America is so focused on finding the easy way out of situations wouldn't more Americans lose more than gain? After all winning is harder to come by ain't I correct? Wouldn't more Americans commit one of the 7 deadly sins Sven continuously talks about? And I remember when Sven first came and he said how wrestling was the 8th deadly sin. So Sven if wrestling is the 8th deadly sin just what exactly do you call yourself doing every Wednesday? Hmm...it seems that with all these questions I bring up you don't have many answers. Funny how money changes everything. Typical, just plain typical. Sven it's not even like you can call what you do entertainment because the fans don't like you. My fans don't like you. Nobody likes you. Nobody finds you entertaining. Sven since you've arrived all you've done is try to make all of CHZ seem like huge sinners, when the reality is Sven, you're the biggest sinner of them all.

Sven I saw the little hangover you tried to have, that's was pretty cool I'll admit, I saw the little tombstone stunt you did and that was cute, really it was but with all seriousness..don't try it again. How long did you think it was gonna take for me to step out and say something huh? So you think just because I step away from the CHZ media for about a month and a half it just gives you a cushion? You thought that I was just gonna sit back and let everything ride through?...well guess what, I did. It was a huge mistake on my part for just taking a break the way I did. It was really stupid of me, really it was. I figured that if I sidelined my mouth and let the talent do the talking that maybe, just maybe something would happen but that didn't happen now did it. Now it feels like I gotta do it all over again, for me and for the fans. It seems like everyone has forgotten what I've done and how I've gotten to where I currently stand.

The 8 deadly sins. Isn't that what everyone thinks of when Sven comes to mind?...well that's what I think of when someone mentions his name. I said that Sven was the biggest sinner of all but now it's time to elaborate. Sven you have envied us and you have for the longest. I know it, and I felt it. You envied us with the belts, when you saw that we were gonna go hang out and just live life and you envied the amount of money we hold. Sven you envy everything that is pure and whole about the Elite Impact Players. Sven you said yourself that you weren't a sinner but I just proved you are and I can continue to. Sven you just aren't any different from me, J Stevenson or anyone else on the CHZ roster for that matter. You envy us and you still do. You had a lust for the CHZ Tag Team Championships and that's the real reason why you decided to attack us. I see the look in your eyes when we carried those belts and you downright hated it. Sven you hate us but we don't care, you want to be like us but you just can't. Face it, if the opportunity to become one of us was available you'd jump on it. Sven you envy that we're Elite and that you're not. You envy that we can walk down the ramp, enter the ring, and win a match without the lights going out or hitting a low blow and most importantly, you envy the fact that me and J Stevenson have come a long way and have been voted by our fans as the best tag team of the CHZ for the year 2003. But there's nothing to worry about you guys DO in fact have a chance to be Elite, you guys DO in fact have a fighting shot but all it takes is just being what I've pointed out throughout the entire introduction and that my friend...is a winner. No more lousy verbal attacks to make yourself sound cool and no psychical attacks but knowing you guys, you'll let the chance of a lifetime pass you by. Sven and Ritchie Danko, you guys started this feud but on November 26, 2003...we sadly didn't finish it.

Hostile Intent...a pay-per-view in which hostile was the key word and our intent was to walk out still as the CHZ Tag Team Champions. You see Sven and Danko thought the match was gonna be easy, just like a walk in the park, they thought this match was gonna be like taking candy from a baby and you guys did indeed take our titles but it wasn't without a fight. In the end our historical 3 month title reign has come to a close and with me being injured by the Maleoviolent Diety himself and having the biggest embarrassments to tag team wrestling as our new champions. The match was a massacre but if Ritchie Danko and Sven believe it's all over just like that...then they've got another thing comin'. But I do wish you guys look because even with me rolling around town in a wheelchair and all, I'm gonna come and I'm coming to get you!!! This isn't about the tag titles anymore, the Elite Impact Players are past that stage and have successfully done what they were set out to do and that was be the best. We accomplished it and now we're moving on. What we are doing is looking towards a new era, a era that was dawned with the loss of the Tag Championships. So I thank you guys for ressurrecting us and getting us from the grave because Hostile Intent marked the end of one era but the beginning of a whole new one. Danko I hope you count you blessings kid because it's time you start seeing things in a Third Dimension. Even though our reign as champs are now over, Ritchie Danko mark my words as god is my witness, you time is.....UP!!!!!~*

[Wednesday Night, November 26, 2003 "After Hostile Intent"]

~*Going to the hospital isn't fun, especially after the match I just had and went through. Nothing feels worse then having steel steps on your bad knee and having a guy like Ritchie Danko grab the love of your life while she's trying to defend you and add more damage by performing a move on it. I knew just then and there when that happened that my knee was out. I knew that I'd be out of CHZ but it was just a matter of how long. At first doctors believed that my right knee was shattered and that my career was officially over. They thought that I'd never fully recover or even walk again, that my only real friend from that devious attack would be the wheelchair I currently have to wheel myself around in. After several X-Rays they found out that my MCL ligament is torn and that it'll require surgery. It seems as if the only doctor that's really good at this type of work is Dr.Andrews. I know there are other doctors in the country who can probably do just as good a job as Dr.Andrews but the faster the better. It'd be good to visit Birmingham, Alabama once again especially since him and Marcus Menace developed such a close relationship after Andrews told him that he would never be able to step into a ring again. As of right now things aren't looking too good but they could be a lot worse. My career could be over, my chances of walking could've been in total danger and this year I guess that's what I'm thankful for. Doctors haven't informed me when will be the earliest time for me to have a return to the CHZ but I'm hoping it's in the next month or so. Until then, my only means of transportation is this wheelchair, these damn crutches and Jeffery Archibald. Such a loyal kid, I really hope he can supply with some news on my wife Stacy, that'd really make my day.~*

Jeff Archibald: Sean, you up?

~*Little did I know, I was dead asleep the whole time. I slowly moved my body but to not aggrivate my right knee that was laying in a cast. I rubbed my eyes so I could see clearer, nothing really changed since I last woke up and the hospital was still quiet. Jeff then decided to makes his way near me and take a seat.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah Jeff, I'm up.

Jeff Archibald: How are you holding up?

The Canadian Sensation: I'm pretty fine, my knee hurts like a bitch.

Jeff Archibald: Well, what do you expect man. Ritchie did a number on you.

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah, yeah. The sumbitch ain't gonna know what hit him when I finish with the poor bastard.

Jeff Archibald: Well good because I wanna give you the rundown of what's happening so listen up.

~*I stared a hole through Jeff as I waited for him to continue.~*

Jeff Archibald: I just retured from the doctors. I know you probably know this information but just in case you forgot, I'm gonna run it by you again.

The Canadian Sensation: Okay...

Jeff Archibald: At first the doctors thought you wouldn't be able to walk...or for that matter wrestle in a ring again. Then they took a few tests and x-rays and they found out that you have a torn MCL ligament. They said that you were pretty lucky especially with all those bruises and scars you have. The injury not only came from Danko and the attack itself but from a history of wear and tear and the history knee problems that you have.

~*Well I knew one thing and that was, Jeff was right. Not only did this serious injury occur from Danko but it came from the training and the wrestling that I do on a regular basis. I always knew I had problems with my right knee going all the way back to my days as VWF Heavyweight Champion where I got my knee attacked by Raymond Storm. But people always told me to get treatment but I never wanted it, or thought I needed it. I never thought the damage to my knee was all that big to require surgery so that's why I decided wearing a knee brace to insure that in the future it wouldn't get injured again but I was wrong. I should've known this was gonna happen someday or another, hell my family has a long history of knee problems. My mom tore her ACL, my dad had arthritis and he lived perfectly fine.~*

Jeff Archibald: So let's see what else am I missing?...right. Sean you are gonna need surgery to repair the injured knee of yours and that should be somewhere next week. You are gonna have to head on down to Dr. Andrews in Birmingham, Alabama but they said if everything goes smooth and according to plan it should take a month to heal up but about 6 to 7 months to fully recover. But they wouldn't suggest you wrestle after the first month so you don't make the injury worse.

The Canadian Sensation: You know something Jeff I don't give a damn what those doctors said. Many of times the odds have been stacked against me. Whether it's in a match, or just in life and time and time again I've overcomed them. I'm coming back as soon as possible and if it means I have sit out and watch everyone else in CHZ for a month, then I'll do so. Enough about me...how is Stacy doing?

Jeff Archibald: Well Stacy is right down the hall from us but she isn't doing too well.

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah?

Jeff Archibald: Yeah doctors say that Stacy suffered a severe concussion and she ain't looking to good right about now. She suffered a lot of trauma to her head from Ritchie Danko and they are saying it could be career ending and it will most likely be that way. Do you understand?

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah, I understand.

~*Of source I understood. The pit of my stomach felt so empty but how would you feel if the person you loved and dedicated your life to tried to defend you but got a severe concussion doing so. I know Stacy will never be the same psychically and mentally. The look on her face when she said she wanted to become a wrestler was nothing less than electric. There was only thing Stacy wanted to do and that was to become the absolute best and look good doing it. Now the job she wanted to do has been cut short thanks to Ritchie Danko. Now I'm left with a battered and bruised wife and without a manager to add that extra fire to my matches. Stacy was and still is the butter to the bread, the neck to the head. Stacy is the wine to the glass and now she is the rider and I'm the ass. Where do I go from here?...like always straight to the top. I know it's gonna be a long road to recovery but I know I can do it. Ritchie Danko you're gonna pay for putting your hands on my wife and making her and me end up this way. As it stands now the Andretti's don't have much to be thankful for and shit, it won't be much of a Merry Christmas either.~*

The Canadian Sensation: So what is up with Matt Scheffert and J Stevenson

Jeff Archibald: Well......

~*There's a knock on the door and after that the door slowly opens and it's Raymond Storm. It's been awhile since I've seen the likes of this guy, maybe a year or so but I wonder why he's visiting me in the hospital. It's not like he has a card or flowers or anything. Wow it's good to him again. Jeff looks up at Raymond and Raymond returns the look. They both stand face to face and Jeff turns towards me.~*

Jeff Archibald: I'll leave you two alone.

The Canadian Sensation: Alright.

~*Jeff shuts the door on his way out as Raymond and I look at each other with the hatred clearly being there. But it's been awhile since we've seen each other and he looks a little different. Once friends, now bitter enemies, who knows what we are now. Storm paces in the room and looks at me lying on the hospital bed nodding his head.~*

Raymond Storm: You know something Rage, it's been awhile ain't it?...but I thought I'd never see you here.

The Canadian Sensation: What?

Raymond Storm: Typical you, you never know nothing. Rage I thought I'd never see the day. The day where you'd lay in the confines of a hospital bed. Just where exactly has the old Rage gone?

The Canadian Sensation: Did you even see Hostile Intent Raymond? I got steel steps smashed on my knee repeatedly and my wife got hit with a thunder fire driver on the steps and most importantly my knee.

Raymond Storm: Yeah Rage, I saw, I was there, I was in the crowd watching the entire match. I saw what happened, you got your ass handed to you. But still I never thought I would see you here. No matter what the Rage I knew would never give up, messed up ACL and all.

The Canadian Sensation: It's MCL genius.

Raymond Storm: That isn't the point. The point is you shouldn't be here. The Rage I know wouldn't be here, he wouldn't allow himself to be here. Whatever happened to the old Canadian Sensation huh?...The Canadian Sensation who never gave a damn what the fans thought. Huh?...whatever happened to the Rage who had his head so far up his ass it was impossible to get it out?...whatever happened to the selfish Rage...the Rage who was always in other people's business and took no shit from anyone?...where the hell did he go?

The Canadian Sensation: There is no more Rage. It's Sean Andretti.

Raymond Storm: Heh, right. The new and improved Rage eh?...well if you still got the old Rage in ya then you wouldn't allow this.....

~*Raymond stops pacing and walks over and slaps me. I try to get up to retaliate but I can't.~*

Raymond Storm: That's exactly what I thought. I knew it couldn't be good to be true you've grown soft. The Canadian Sensation I knew would've gotten out of that hospital bed and threw my ass out of that window right there. Where is the Rage I know, the Rage that would let NOTHING get into his way of success. I know this isn't the Rage I'm looking at. This is an impostor, a fake.

The Canadian Sensation: Listen you fucking idiot, who are you to judge me, you didn't make me, you never trained me, if anything you made this injury back in VWF.

Raymond Storm: That's it, exactly! I injured your knee in VWF but what happened?...you went to the hospital but you battled back and came back not soon after. That's exactly what I'm talking about, that's what I mean by the old Rage. Sean as you wanna be called, I did make your ass. I was always there by your side, pushing you to always get what you want, when you wanted it. I was like that campfire and you were just that can of beans. I was the fire that get your ass in shape and boiling. I was always on your tail, if it wasn't in SCW, if it wasn't in VWF, we were always competitive. I was the one who gave your ass to team with me back in IWEF and even when we got jumped together we came back the next week. You never needed Marcus, that Kentucky loser, what you really needed was me. I was the fire that kept you going and now I'm not here and all this shit happens. Whatever happened to the bet back in June we made huh?...to see who was gonna make it to the top of their federation faster. Why do you think I joined Animosity Wrestling, we were gonna see who was the best and who made the impact and gained the World Championship faster. But then you decided to do the Elite Impact Players. Hell, if J Stevenson is such your tag team buddy then where is he now?...he isn't here, he didn't send you any flowers, or at least a fucking card. J Stevenson ain't your friend and I'll tell you this now the bastard will turn on you in a heartbeat. He was the one who made you end up here. Think about it, he could've helped you from your wife and he could've saved your knee but instead he wanted to do what he thought was best for the Elite Impact Players and kept fighting. The bastard is SELFISH! You wanna talk about friendship and who are your real friends huh?...The best friend you got is the one right in front of you. You and me Rage, those are your real best friends and now what the hell are you gonna do when you come back huh?...lose and mess up your knee worse?...shit you might as well quit while you're ahead. Give it up and head back up to Montreal.

The Canadian Sensation: Fuck you, I want you to get out, get out...now.

Raymond Storm: What does it matter, you aren't gonna do anything. You're gonna hear me out. Elite Impact Players, those 3 words mean a lot but you don't look so Elite now do you?...exactly. You wanna make an Elite Impact?...why don't you do it, make your voice be heard in the Chaos Heat Zone. You've done it everywhere else, you show the fans and the members that you are the next best thing. The guy that no one wants to face or mess with. You don't have to fear people like Keyser Soze, Drayton MacPhereson, The Franchise or JT Fringe. I've seen you go through people bigger than those egomaniacs, you can make a statement and you better make a statement. You wanna be known in CHZ history don't you?...stop wasting time and make that fucking statement....NOW! I leave you with those words, I'm heading back to Canada it's your choice what you wanna do, sit here in this hospital and waste time or really show everyone why you are really Elite and the competiton is...well, not. Think about it, really think about it.

~*Raymond you made your point. If an impact is what CHZ wants, an impact CHZ will get.~*

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