Post by Jobber Dave on Oct 20, 2019 19:59:21 GMT -5
"THIS IS SPARTA!!!"
Jobber Dave stands cape blowing from a well placed fan, with hands on hips and scrawny chest puffed out with airbrushed abs. A smile rest on his face as if he didn't just get taken out of the tournament to be crowned number one contender for Smitty's World title.
"I es tapping into inner Spartan this week, mi amigos! I do battle with Johnny Blaze again es well… Many would see Jobber Dave es in over es head, but not The People's Champion! No no no, I es only getting started. You saw mi go head to head with that mangina obsessed man child and I was es so close to being the next Junior Heavyweight champion, but that wasn't my destiny at the time… What I did get from my efforts es your love and adoration. I couldn't do this without you and that es the truth."
Jobber Dave gives a thumbs up.
"They ask me where does my heart and drive come from and I easily point to mi amigos out there. It may be cheesy but the commentators wouldn't want to call me Regular Dave if it wasn't true. I wouldn't be given opportunities if it wasn't true. I es a true contender and I will continue to defy the odds. This week will be no different, even if I respect es warrior prowess of Spartan, I know he must eat defeat, so Dave can continue his climb. I es told many es time that only strong survive and Dave aim to be strongest through win and loss. Break mi bones and I es stand up still… There es no end in mi fight… You all will see and you all will be true believers… Jobber Dave es for the people and the people es for Jobber Dave. So bring on es Blaze and es Spartan, I fear not…"
Jobber Dave slowly nods feeling reassurance in his stance on the match and his posture in front of the camera.
"As an effort to assist mi peoples, I will offer all of mi earnings to the Grant a Dream foundation started by Zion Simmons, because even es diablos have es angelico wings and es despicable as he es, I can do something positive still. Mi Canadian brothers are still under his thumb and I shalln't rest till they have es freedom from Zion and the Red Serge…"
Jobber Dave lowers his head.
"But that es just it, esn't it? Everyone sees the fight Jobber Dave is going through and they think es stupido… They think I es in over mi head… But they can believe what they want to believe, because that makes them another person who underestimates me… I es on the rise, you'll see and after every fight I es stronger… i es faster… and I es more determined!"
Dave gets a second wind and uppercuts the air with a fist held high.
"Nothing or no one will bring Jobber Dave, you'll see…"
Dave nods slowly eyes fixated on the camera.
"You'll see…"
The camera fades to black.
Jobber Dave stands cape blowing from a well placed fan, with hands on hips and scrawny chest puffed out with airbrushed abs. A smile rest on his face as if he didn't just get taken out of the tournament to be crowned number one contender for Smitty's World title.
"I es tapping into inner Spartan this week, mi amigos! I do battle with Johnny Blaze again es well… Many would see Jobber Dave es in over es head, but not The People's Champion! No no no, I es only getting started. You saw mi go head to head with that mangina obsessed man child and I was es so close to being the next Junior Heavyweight champion, but that wasn't my destiny at the time… What I did get from my efforts es your love and adoration. I couldn't do this without you and that es the truth."
Jobber Dave gives a thumbs up.
"They ask me where does my heart and drive come from and I easily point to mi amigos out there. It may be cheesy but the commentators wouldn't want to call me Regular Dave if it wasn't true. I wouldn't be given opportunities if it wasn't true. I es a true contender and I will continue to defy the odds. This week will be no different, even if I respect es warrior prowess of Spartan, I know he must eat defeat, so Dave can continue his climb. I es told many es time that only strong survive and Dave aim to be strongest through win and loss. Break mi bones and I es stand up still… There es no end in mi fight… You all will see and you all will be true believers… Jobber Dave es for the people and the people es for Jobber Dave. So bring on es Blaze and es Spartan, I fear not…"
Jobber Dave slowly nods feeling reassurance in his stance on the match and his posture in front of the camera.
"As an effort to assist mi peoples, I will offer all of mi earnings to the Grant a Dream foundation started by Zion Simmons, because even es diablos have es angelico wings and es despicable as he es, I can do something positive still. Mi Canadian brothers are still under his thumb and I shalln't rest till they have es freedom from Zion and the Red Serge…"
Jobber Dave lowers his head.
"But that es just it, esn't it? Everyone sees the fight Jobber Dave is going through and they think es stupido… They think I es in over mi head… But they can believe what they want to believe, because that makes them another person who underestimates me… I es on the rise, you'll see and after every fight I es stronger… i es faster… and I es more determined!"
Dave gets a second wind and uppercuts the air with a fist held high.
"Nothing or no one will bring Jobber Dave, you'll see…"
Dave nods slowly eyes fixated on the camera.
"You'll see…"
The camera fades to black.
