A History Lesson For Andrew Briggs

by **Shay UA** Sun Apr 05, 2020 7:17 pm

Red tank top, yellow tights, pink glasses, back turned to camera. Shay Hoxton stands tall with his championship hung proudly on his shoulder.

I am the NGCW Heavyweight Champion of the World…

He spins forward, showing off the real reason he’s here.

I’m also the CMV International Champion, and don’t you forget it.

Shay pats the plate of the International Title.

Andrew Briggs, you’ve stuck your nose where it doesn’t belong for the last time. You’ve made your bed with that little backstabbing rat, Jason Spade. I know why you’re doing this, you’re bitter.

You’re bitter that I beat you clean in the center of that ring, 1-2-3 at Point Break. I embarrassed you in front of the whole world when I knocked you out in under a minute. You weren’t screwed, nothing was rigged. I. Beat. You.

That’s why I asked for our match next week, so that I can beat you a second time. Just like I beat Bob Luger at the Winter Fest, just like when I beat Brett Angel after semi-main eventing my first Ascendance, just like when I beat four other men in the Elimination Chamber.

See, Andrew Briggs, that’s the big difference between you and I. You run out there in your flashy little outfits, you pose to the crowd, you try to be a hero.

Shay smirks, pushing up his pink glasses, flexing his bicep in the process.

But to me, this is all just a numbers game, and at the end of the day all you’ll be is another statistic. I held the Anarchy Championship for seven months after I retire CMV legend Voice Vindy. I won the International Championship after I single handedly eliminated Perry Hennan, Dante Tatum, and Pierre Thompson in the same match. I ended the career of Matsuda Tanaka after I beat him in two minutes in the main event of the first ever Supremacy.

I’ve defeated every Undisputed Champion who’s ever faced me. I’ve beaten Bob Luger, Xander Slate, Brett Angel, George King, Harvey Hastings, Jacob Zieglar, I’ve taken them all out!

Most importantly, I’ve taken you out, Andrew, and I’m gonna make history when I take you out again. I’m going to make a martyr out of you, an example of what happens when you cross the Superstar of the Year.

That’s why next week, when the only thing getting screwed is your neck, and you’re getting stretched out of the arena, the whole world will be watching as the legend that is Andrew Brigg is turned into nothing more than Shay Hoxton’s bitch. Now I may be a gambling man, but I can tell you one thing. That’s not a bet, it’s a guarantee.