Respect and Anticipation

For the past two weeks I have traveled to your shitty cities in the Midwest that you pathetically call metropolises and shown all of you the truth. The truth that for the past two months there has been something lacking here in UCI. There has been a dip in ratings. A dip in DVR recordings. A dip in attendance. And why do you think that? Some of you will say it’s because of losers like Mandie Wheeler holding the Television Championship and that may be partly true but the real reason is that you haven’t seen me. That you haven’t had a chance to watch greatness. That you haven’t had a chance to see excellence and that all stopped the second I punted Captain Zero in the skull.

When my boot crushed his face in you all rejoiced deep down inside and when I watch the tape back I see all of the people in that crowd start to stand up in excitement. Then they remember that they are supposed to boo me and the boos began but why? Why do you all boo me? Is it because you’re threatened by my greatness? Is it because you saw what you all missed and then remembered that it comes with a price? And you all know what that price is. That price is that everything that I say is absolutely true. I really am better and that threatens all of you!

You people and every wrestler in the back continues to say the same things about me and while I was gone they all thought that they were right. They thought that everything that they ever said about me was true. That I was just a spoiled rich kid that couldn’t cut it as a baseball player and had a big mouth. Everyone thought that I had taken my ball and gone home. The truth of the matter is that I was just taking some casual rest and relaxation time. I really was planning out my return. I was letting the company fail so you could always realize how much you needed me.

And what do I come back to? A warm response? Hell no. Like I said before...you all remembered that you were supposed to boo me and that is what you did like the sheep you are. It’s pathetic. Until the last two months I was here day in and day out for the people for over a year. I fought every week with no breaks and wrestled in house shows for terrible crowds in towns like Green Bay and Gainesvile. Yes it was for two different companies but it’s not like I took time off between the two. I seamlessly transitioned and I continued to show up while others took their time recovering from injuries or mental breakdowns or crazy relationships. While all of that happened I won titles and I packed arenas and every week you all booed me and thought I was selfish. The only thing I was was truthful and that is all I have ever been. Truthful. And that is yet another reason why I am Kyle Kemp and I am better than you.

I will continue to be better than you and better than all of the other wrestlers in this company whether I am here or not and believe me….part of me thinks about leaving permanently because I don’t get the credit or true recognition that I really deserve. I am tired of being discounted by my peers, by my friends, by the fans and by UCI management. That is why I am back. I am back to shut up my doubters once and for all! That will begin by taking the Television Championship from Mandie Wheeler in the Fatal Fourway on Sunday.

It has been a pleasure to watch the fairy tale that is Mandie Wheeler over the past couple of months while I was gone. She burst onto the scene and took UCI by storm! She was the tomboy girl that had taken a step that many others in her position have failed at. She isn’t a piece of eye candy that can’t get the job done like Bonnie Blue. No she was the real deal! She won a few matches and took the Television Title. That’s something that we all should applaud. She truly is living a fairy tale.

Just look at her home life. She was raised by a Mom who had to work two jobs just to make ends meet and in turn Mandie had to play Mom to her sister. She’s just like one of the NFL players that comes from the ashes of the ghetto. The only thing that separates them is she hasn’t bought Momma a new house or a new car. Well Mandie….don’t break out the checkbook just yet.

I’m here with some very bad news. The fairy tale is over. The cinderella run of Mandie Wheeler comes to an end on Sunday. Mandie, the others here might take it easy on you with these pathetic matches that you keep having but you have never fought an athlete like myself. I’m bigger, faster and stronger. This isn’t a weight class or some average joe at “The Pit” aka that shithole you crawled out of. This is a championship match with Kyle Kemp and I don’t take these lightly. There is a reason why I am better than everyone else and that is because I don’t let opportunities like this pass me by.

Do you know why Mandie? It’s because I truly am fearless. I will do whatever it takes to take you down because I am Kyle Kemp and it doesn’t matter what I do because I will continue to be better than you. You Mandie are scared. That’s why you have to wear that terrible shirt to the ring and try to make everyone think you are fearless and a hero! That you can hang with the boys. You will always have something to prove while people like me are always on top. Your descent starts on Sunday and that title comes to me. It damn sure isn’t going to Jericho Salazar or Shadowlove!

I mean let’s be honest. Do we think I could really lose to a factory worker like Jericho? A factory worker! The only thing Jericho is good for is to build me a new car or build me a new refrigerator. He doesn’t stand a chance of taking me down. I’m literally superior at everything that Jericho has. Even more so than usual. He’s nothing more than a blue collar worker with a blue collar low IQ.

I know he is going to come at me and talk about work ethic or responsibility but none of that matters to me. The only thing that matters is winning and I will do that with ease. He is nothing. Just like Shadowlove.

Shadowlove is just a wannabe Kyle Kemp with his creepy entourage and how he acts in the ring. He thinks he has my number because of a couple of instances where he was in the ring with me and that’s pathetic. He has nothing. None of these guys have anything on me. That’s because I’m Kyle Kemp and I’m better than them. It’s time for them to respect that.





I can feel the beads of sweat rolling down my neck as I stand behind the curtain. The Television Title match is only a few minutes away and after some push ups and light stretching in the locker room I feel good. Physically that is. It has been a long road to get back to this point and even though I am back in UCI….I know that there is still a ton of unresolved business both in this company and out of it. However I need to be here. I have to be here. I have to win.