Eyes of March
By "The Titan" Mike Goldston

I’ve been in the UBWF for only a few months, and I know I don’t fit in this federation—Why?  Because I’m the only one with any brass to not have a load of crap I call “friends.”  Marshall McCloud threatened me that if I were to mess with him, I need to bring “friends, lot of friends,” or something loosely resembling that.  Dr. Death says that if you mess with one Terrorist, you mess with them all—what the hell are they f*cking Musketeers?  Grymm and his Breed; Pain with his Posse; Geek and a Random Ass [Random X]; The Three Musketeers and Vintage (The only guy who I can even come close to respecting); and last but not least, Thunderbolt Mike Stryker and his left and right hands. 

I came into this federation as a musketeer subordinate, without the piece of sh*t Superman shirt, and an attitude that no one could comprehend.  I saw that this was a federation of jackasses and blowhards that do nothing but jack-off and blow hard.  As a Terrorist, I was called a “prodigy,” everyone wanted to shake my hand.  But by myself, I’m an asshole, mean, vindictive and just plain evil.  I never changed, you just perceived me wrong.  Now where does a man with no army; no senseless, mindless, spineless army; go?  The only way they can, to the goddamn top. 

What makes a good champion?  A man that can face whatever army that comes, by his-damn-self.  And it goes like so, this is the reason why Pain isn’t a champ, McCloud isn’t a champ, Kepnaur, Enigma, and whoever else I didn’t mention, excluding myself, and I’ll explain in a moment.  With a Posse, a clique, terrorists, breed, Asses and masturbation, you have someone that’ll turn on you.  You all need to remember, you’re wrestling for a title shot or if you’re Grymm and me, the shear pleasure of pain (no pun intended).

The rule lies within my name.  Michael Tyrone Goldston.

TYICON- Trust Yourself In Case Of Niggas

Now the reason I wasn’t getting a hold of any gold was because of the Terrorist.  I immediately became marked when I became a Terrorist.  I gained enemies I didn’t need and allies I didn’t know I could trust.  So this is what happens, I have my first title shot against Random X, where when I was winning, I got double teamed and Conchairtoed. Where were the Terrorists?  My second Title shot against Random X, I get screwed because of my actions the month before and helping out Dr. Death and Pantero, so I get a special guest referee who I was to face later that night.  Did the Terrorists come and make sure I got a far match?  No, but I ran in to take on Random X and Geek, by myself, when Pantero’s arm was broken. 

My last title shot was the straw that broke The Titan’s back.  I got screwed once again, and had a second another special guest referee, this being Marshall McCloud, whom I only got as an enemy because of the Terrorist.  When I laid out The Man The Call Joe, with the S.O.B.  McCloud refused to count.  Where were the Terrorists?  Watching and waiting for Pain to come out in a fit of anger, because I beat him the month before, and beat me with a garbage can lid.  Pain seemed to have a watch and be on time, but the Terrorists seem to be on C.P. time.  If you mess with a Terrorist, you mess with them all, Dr. Death?  Not if the Terrorist are jealous of one. 

Your closest friends what that title around your waist as bad as your enemy, remember that everyone.  This is going to be a problem for all the little groups of jackasses in the UBWF.  Trust me…or as a matter of fact, trust yourself.

I will always be watching, because I’m the Titan, and everyone else is just on the list!