Post by Patrick Jones on Jun 30, 2016 0:09:12 GMT -6
So, here we go with my first go at this in at least a couple years. I tried to find an older version…but I couldn’t dig one of up on the computer. This feeling is what it must like to be technologically illiterate. Oh well. Anyway, as you can see, I do not have some fancy graphic or format or really anything. If you wanted a polished product, you are probably in the wrong place. Anyone who has read one of my blogs before knows it essentially boils down to me rambling about whatever is on my mind. Honestly, it was like a long form of Twitter before Twitter really big.
Of course, I now have Twitter, so why should I bring back the blog simultaneously? As I said in the announcement, Twitter has limitations. This blog does not. Well, I guess it might still have limitations. No one from management said so, but I would imagine that constant profanity or explicit images would be more than frowned upon by the higher-ups. Neither of those is really limiting me. Enough with the annoying fluff though.
I guess I should catch most of you up on me. Fate of the Gods was my chance to get back on track with a fast lane thanks to the Quest for the Case match’s implications. I failed. For the fourth match in a row, I was able to connect with my kills hot…and failed. I was as disheartened as many of you when I realized my best shot had failed. There was no panic, but the best trick up my sleeve (or in my shoes?) wasn’t enough. Of course, when you watch the matches back, you’ll realize I had gotten in very little offense prior to hitting the kick. It was my desperation attempt to turn things around. Maybe I should settle down and not go to the home run swing too soon. I’d imagine more than a few of my friends will be nodding in agreement when they read this. They’ve probably told me the same thing, but I’ve never been good with taking advice.
For example, one piece of advice from John was to try and stay away from the wrestling and in-ring stuff. Look how that turned out already! But he is probably right. You all are watching the matches. You know what happened. That doesn’t mean you won’t get a sneak peek inside my head with big events like Fate of the Gods or things like Zoned Out not living up to how lethal it has historically been. This is a place where you can really get inside my head outside the ring or at least about things that don’t get caught by TV or VoW Online cameras.
Now, to that last point, I’ve always tended to wear my heart on my sleeve a bit. That doesn’t always come across since I’m not the most public figure, but it has exposed me to some issues in the past about getting caught up in messes that may not originally involve me or should have ever involved me. That’s part of why it took me so long to give in to the Twitter craze. You could put good money on me sticking my nose (yes, Omega, make another nose joke on Twitter, please) into something sooner rather than later. Cruxton may or not be planning on starting a betting pool in the locker room about how long that takes.
On another Twitter/emotions note, VoW certainly has some…passionate lovers and VERY tight friends. I’m no more guarded than the average person, but it’s hard enough to track who is dating who with all of the recent breakups and relationships forming. It’s even more confusing when it seems like half the females on the roster are blurring the line between friends and lovers. Maybe Cupid traded in the bow for a machine gun. Whatever the case may be, I won’t be the one to question how people want to live their lives. If you were hoping to see me gushing about anyone, sorry to ruin your hopes though. The diaper-wearing, winged bastard has somehow managed to miss me in the spray of love-potion bullets he’s firing into the VoW locker room. Oh well, I can’t win matches without a woman taking my attention, so why would I want to add more distractions? Silver linings and whatnot…
Moving back inside the ring (sorry John), I do have to say that Breakthrough 47 really interests me. I won’t be wrestling, but a few matches have my focus. The Quest for the Case qualifiers are definitely the top of that list. Any event where someone can totally change their career in one match is must-see for me. Even after failing to qualify, knowing that someone on the roster could go from the bottom to the top really quickly by winning a qualifier then the match itself is exhilarating. I’ve won those matches before elsewhere. With those matches, I’ve always waited for the opposite version where they put a bunch of the best in the company in a match like this then afterwards the winner opens the case to find a pink slip. I don’t want to see anyone (well not too many people) get fired, but I’m all for seeing the elite be part of the rat race.
To be clear, I’m not bitter towards anyone who is finding more success than me. That definition doesn’t take much beating, but it’s true all the same. I may not like someone as a person, but this line of work very rarely benefits the underserving over the long term. A cheater may find momentary glory, but like a shooting star they will burn out quickly.
Before I get myself into some melodramatically philosophical rant about “crime doesn’t pay” or something stupid, I think it’s time to wrap up my first post. Otherwise, I’ll cover all the other topics that I have to save for next time. If you have any questions, comments, or whatever else, you can reach me on Twitter (@joneszoned). I’ll try to get back to anyone who sends me something, DM or just mentioning me. Thanks for taking this first trip back into the Jones Zone with me! I know it can be scary and disorienting!