CWW 19.0 (Created World Wrestling)

HARRY JONES TV

Fading in from the black screen, the scene is laid out gradually before your eyes. First, the man to whom that voice belongs is revealed, staring right at you with a bashful grin upon his face. Youtube, Dailymotion, Facebook, Twitter and most importantly, CWW.com are getting their first video from this vagabond in two whole days! The hiatus is over, and perhaps too soon, because his motives have never been more devious. As hundreds of thousands stare at their computer screen, peering back at them is none other than the CWW Hall of Famer, Harry Jones. It can be assumed this video blog has been filmed somewhere within Harry's father's home, because the backdrop is bleak; white walls, a single shelf populated by old pictures of Travis with family and friends. A soft chuckle later, Harry continues with what he has to say.

Harry Jones: “Day by day... The hunger gets stronger, the thirst becomes more intense, and for the past several weeks, I've been left with nothing. The reason? The reason is because of fear... it's because Harry Jones is a hazard for any wrestling company around the world. They say I'm too dangerous, they say I'm a psychopath, they say I'm freakin' insane! Why? Because I leave my opponents in the ring gasping for air after I eat their faces? Or is it because I enjoy the warming sensation of someone else's blood much more than a cold bottle of Cooper’s beer? In my opinion, by the taste of someone's blood, shows the character of that individual. And Danny D's blood? It will taste bitter, and sweet. Not only is he afraid, Shane McMahon fears what I could do to him for a second time. He fears what I could do to anybody! So you know what they do? They throw my contract into the hands of some sociopathic freak and leave me right out the door to starve…”

Harry laughs at his previous statement noticing that he even sounds sadistic to himself.

“I was never lucky to be given a chance in the industry. Look at my accolades in Triple X Wrestling and the American Wrestling Federation for that matter. While the underground is filled and fueled by talent and passion, this world is ruled by apathetic, complacent, greedy bastards. But that... That’s over... DONE. I’m putting an end to it, along with everything else. When I said this was the end? I wasn’t fucking around. Danny, when you left The Embassy. Your decision to test the balance of karma, to take all of your good luck for granted has landed you in a tough spot. Because now, all that good fortune... is gone.

I don’t think you realize how generic and hypocritical you sound by constantly bringing up other companies, when the bottom line is that you have never achieved anything in Created World Wrestling! Your horrific wrestling ability brings no attention to you whatsoever, so you get frustrated and seek vindication…a vindication which is only resolved when you mercilessly light something or someone on fire. It is time that you grow up, Danny. Setting people on fire hasn’t been cool since 09’. You see, your ruthless acts will no longer grant you power in the common world. By setting my house on fire what where you trying to achieve? Where you trying to prove to me that you are a sociopathic imbecile? Here’s the thing... CWW, it was never about War and Revolution, it was never about which show was superior. It was about proving that today’s faces of pro wrestling had to fight to get up onto this podium. And you tried to usurp my leadership, when you never understood what it was about, when you were the very thing we were fighting against. But now, it’s not about fighting, it’s about finishing it. I have been fighting for over a decade and it’s gotten me nowhere; nowhere except a few well deserved championship reigns. You’ve been putting on a front, pretending for that long and you’ve gotten everything you wanted. I said I was going to turn this world upside down, but looking at it... That’s the way it already is. Everything is twisted and bent the wrong way, so it won’t be that hard to break it all down. You unjust acts and your incompetent lies will only dignify the fact that you WILL never be like me! You will never have as much blatant respect for the industry as I do! You will never be able to harness as much talent as I have! There will never be another Harry Jones! You may feel obliged to think that my attitude is one of arrogant; well fuck off, you’ve just burned my house down and almost killed my wife, do you expect me to be humble? You say that you want to ‘exploit’ me, but all you are doing is lying about my history. When my biological father died and I had to sit through beatings at the hands of my dorm-mates I had to be resilient. When I wrestled for ECCW and spoke my mind on The Jericho brothers, causing the most wrestle-related controversy of the last did I have a spoon in my mouth? THAT’S RIGHT YOU PUNK-ASS BITCH! Way back when, Danny, I wanted to commend you for your manipulation, because it was an effort worth commendation, but you didn’t even stick around long enough for that. I don’t know why, but I’m certain it couldn’t be because you were fearful of the repercussions, right? There’s no way big, bad, Danny D could be afraid of anything. Not the man who has made a career out of running from fights, hiding behind menacing wooden desks, running his mouth and backing himself into a corner. Whether you’ll admit it or not, you and I both know you never wanted this. You saw what happened to the people who, like you, tried to take from me. Yours is a legacy too precious to risk being ruined, and you didn’t want to throw caution to the wind. But if there’s something you should have learned about me, I will find you and you will get what’s coming to you, like it or not. Run, run, fast as you can, I’ll always get you. And while I know you’ll have plenty of clever anecdotes about me, I’ll say something I have to say way too often. You had better take me seriously, for your sake, not mine. We’re not on a level playing field. You are the ‘Twenty-three time Slammy Winner’, a global phenomenon, an icon in both sports entertainment and in the music industry... Whereas, I’m a global pariah. Sure, I’m a CWW Hall of Famer, but compared to the admiration for Judgement, Cameron Worley all of the other guys you mentioned... my sacrifice means nothing to most. And in that, I am free. As free as I have ever been. It doesn’t matter what I do... Nothing is ever good enough. My sacrifices, my triumphs, my recovery... it all meant nothing to anyone but me. The way I see it, if I’m not good enough for the people I shed blood for after 10 years... I never will be. Today is the day I accept who I am. I am a monster, I am a freak, I am nothing in the eyes of the world. The masses spit upon me, and now I spit back. And I couldn’t ask for a better way to set things off than with you, Danny. That whole thing with you owning my contract? It’s a dead issue. But just between you and I? Dead issues are what give me life. I know you weren’t prepared for this, I know that. For all the confidence you’ll show the world, all of your complacency will do you no good. This company may not be mine anymore, but it sure as hell isn’t yours. I’m coming to Wednesday Night Revolution this week, not put on a good show, not to spread a positive message, I am coming in with nothing but hatred. To coin a phrase, I bring the beef. I do, by myself, on my own, with nothing to lose. To put this in a language you can understand... prepared for this, I know that. For all the confidence you’ll show the world, all of your complacency will do you no good. This company may not be mine anymore, but it sure as hell isn’t yours. I’m coming in here, not put on a good show, not to spread a positive message, I am coming in with nothing but hatred. To coin a phrase, I bring the beef. I do, by myself, on my own, with nothing to lose. To put this in a language you can understand...” [Jones has a look of utter diastase upon his face, but goes through with this anyways.]

“You have lighten a fire under my ass and you have unleashed a monster!"