[There’s a spot of awkward silence in the room as Aries just starts to laugh for a moment before reaching up and removing his aviator shades from his face. Slowly he fold them up and slides them into the interior pocket of his navy blue suit jacket. He looks around the room and just continues to laugh slightly]
“So I’m assuming you guys have questions?”
[Almost as on cue there’s a host of hands that shoot into the air as Aries just laughs once again and shakes his head slowly.]
“I hate to break to you folks but there isn’t going to be any questions today, instead you’re just gonna sit here and listen to what I have to say. For the first time in a long time, I’m actually the underdog in a fight and to be honest, it’s a real comfortable position because when I do what I’ve been doing for past twenty plus years, I still enjoy looking at the looks of shock and awe on every single one of your faces when I do what no one else has been able to do…”
[Aries doesn’t even look in Robert’s direction...instead, he just points to the Union GP Middleweight Champions direction.]
“...that’s make sure he doesn’t walk out of Chicago with the Middleweight Championship around his waist. I look around this room and you’ve seen and heard it all before. How some plucky contender is going to do this and do that, because the Champion over there is right, talk is nothing but the wind. But it’s that wind is what floats my boat...it’s that wind that has filled up this very room tonight, it’s that same wind that what’s going to make this Main Event something to see and something to behold because you all got questions but you’re asking the wrong ones...or maybe you’re just sitting on your hands until after the fight, so you can be first to be the one to say ‘I told you so’ or ‘I believe in Aries the entire time.’ Honestly, write what you want...say what you want the fact of the matter is until today, half of you guys didn’t think I belonged in a cage.”
[He points his finger to the bullpen of reporters with a large smile on his face.]
“That I should’ve stuck to wrestling and being just an ‘entertainer’. When I first came into the Union GP, you all wanted to write me off beside the fact that my started in MMA was better than what you all had hoped. I’m 5 and 1 in Union GP...let me say it again for the people back…”
[Aries lowers his head into the microphone as his voice booms]
“FIVE AND ONE...since coming into the Union GP and yet you all still want to think that I don’t belong here. And you’re hoping that Captain Charisma over here will finally be the one to put me on my ass, well I hate to break to you win..lose...or draw, you guys ain’t getting rid of me that easily. You hear me, Bobby?”
[Aries turns and looks over at Robert with a large grin.]
“Because after June 8th, not only am I going to take that title away from you? I’m going to make sure that Killas know that you are as much of a Killa than I am Irish.”
[His wit brought a few chuckles from the crowd of reporters.]
“All jokes aside though, June 8th is when you see Aries Reed at his very best. On June 8th is when you see Aries Reed fire on all cylinders. On June 8th is when you see the Primarch realize that there is a fine line between complacency and contentment and in this sports, there’s no room for either. I’ve worked my ass off for this, I’ve earned this. Sleepless nights. Nights away from my wife and kid, all to prove that I’m very best at what I do...and I don’t give a shit what gym you claim, or where you’re from...I’m here for everything you said I couldn’t have...and then some. I know you have questions and you gotta do your job...but honestly, I’m not here for questions, I’m just here so I won’t get fined, Boss.”
[There’s a spot of awkward silence in the room as Aries just starts to laugh for a moment before reaching up and removing his aviator shades from his face. Slowly he fold them up and slides them into the interior pocket of his navy blue suit jacket. He looks around the room and just continues to laugh slightly]
“So I’m assuming you guys have questions?”
[Almost as on cue there’s a host of hands that shoot into the air as Aries just laughs once again and shakes his head slowly.]
“I hate to break to you folks but there isn’t going to be any questions today, instead you’re just gonna sit here and listen to what I have to say. For the first time in a long time, I’m actually the underdog in a fight and to be honest, it’s a real comfortable position because when I do what I’ve been doing for past twenty plus years, I still enjoy looking at the looks of shock and awe on every single one of your faces when I do what no one else has been able to do…”
[Aries doesn’t even look in Robert’s direction...instead, he just points to the Union GP Middleweight Champions direction.]
“...that’s make sure he doesn’t walk out of Chicago with the Middleweight Championship around his waist. I look around this room and you’ve seen and heard it all before. How some plucky contender is going to do this and do that, because the Champion over there is right, talk is nothing but the wind. But it’s that wind is what floats my boat...it’s that wind that has filled up this very room tonight, it’s that same wind that what’s going to make this Main Event something to see and something to behold because you all got questions but you’re asking the wrong ones...or maybe you’re just sitting on your hands until after the fight, so you can be first to be the one to say ‘I told you so’ or ‘I believe in Aries the entire time.’ Honestly, write what you want...say what you want the fact of the matter is until today, half of you guys didn’t think I belonged in a cage.”
[He points his finger to the bullpen of reporters with a large smile on his face.]
“That I should’ve stuck to wrestling and being just an ‘entertainer’. When I first came into the Union GP, you all wanted to write me off beside the fact that my started in MMA was better than what you all had hoped. I’m 5 and 1 in Union GP...let me say it again for the people back…”
[Aries lowers his head into the microphone as his voice booms]
“FIVE AND ONE...since coming into the Union GP and yet you all still want to think that I don’t belong here. And you’re hoping that Captain Charisma over here will finally be the one to put me on my ass, well I hate to break to you win..lose...or draw, you guys ain’t getting rid of me that easily. You hear me, Bobby?”
[Aries turns and looks over at Robert with a large grin.]
“Because after June 8th, not only am I going to take that title away from you? I’m going to make sure that Killas know that you are as much of a Killa than I am Irish.”
[His wit brought a few chuckles from the crowd of reporters.]
“All jokes aside though, June 8th is when you see Aries Reed at his very best. On June 8th is when you see Aries Reed fire on all cylinders. On June 8th is when you see the Primarch realize that there is a fine line between complacency and contentment and in this sports, there’s no room for either. I’ve worked my ass off for this, I’ve earned this. Sleepless nights. Nights away from my wife and kid, all to prove that I’m very best at what I do...and I don’t give a shit what gym you claim, or where you’re from...I’m here for everything you said I couldn’t have...and then some. I know you have questions and you gotta do your job...but honestly, I’m not here for questions, I’m just here so I won’t get fined, Boss.”