Kevin's Forum
from www.kevinbigsexynash.com
January 5, 1999
Well, well, well ... what a Nitro it was! Wouldn’t ya say?!
We swerved the wrestling world ... once again! Just when you thought you knew all the answers, we changed the questions.
Basically, this plan, plot, scheme, whatever you want to call it, started about Thanksgiving time, when I started talking again with "Hollywood" Hogan; we reflected on the good ‘ol days, when we spray-painted guys just for the heck of it. And we just decided to get back together, back on the same page. So, there’s now one nWo; that’s it. One elite nWo. There are six of us, no more. All others will be terminated with extreme prejudice. The others are being eliminated just because they didn’t live up. We will ask them first to leave and if they don’t, or won’t go, we’ll take ‘em out.
Including, or maybe starting with Konnan. Why? Because Konnan dropped the ball when he dropped the strap, the TV Title, to Scotty Steiner. Plus, he’s been riding my coattails for too long. He needs to get out in the real world and see what it’s really like to be out on his own. I’m sick of him. I’m sick of carrying him. He should pay me half his salary for all I do for him. He thinks he’s a down, street-guy; he’s really just a "white boy." That’s all he is. I’m more down than Konnan. If you sat down with me for 35 minutes, then with Konnan for 35 minutes, you’d know. What’s his rap, that he’s the super-intelligent street-man?
It was so much fun spray-painting that bald-headed snapping-turtle name Goldberg that it got scary, man ... because it got quiet first. When it gets quiet, you know you got heat. And there definitely was heat out there last night at The Georgia Dome. And then it started coming -- all the crap from the crowd toward the ring. Thank God we were in a building like we were last night because it’s so big, so cavernous that you can only throw at the ring; you can’t throw down into the ring since there are no balconies like most arenas. And yeah, they threw everything they had. In fact, I looked down at one point and saw a babies’ shoe in the ring. Imagine that ... I picture the wife holding the kid; the dad wanting to throw something, yet couldn’t find anything. So, he just grabbed his kid’s shoe and slung it into the ring. Of all the things I’ve ever seen thrown into a ring, that was the strangest. Monday night, they were throwing everything: eggs, water bottles, you name it. Yeah, we were live, in living color last night.
It was nice to see "Hollywood" smile again.
I’m not the World Heavyweight Champion anymore ... oh well. Like I stated 3 ½-years ago when I was The Champ in the WWF, that was the worst year in my life because of all the office-morons jacking you around for this and that. I don’t need a belt to know I’m The Man. My fans know I’m The Man. I don’t need some piece of spray-painted steel that’s suppose to look like gold to tell me I’m The Man. You know what I’m saying? To be The Man you’ve got to beat The Man. Do ya know what I’m saying?
Mick Foley is the new WWF Heavyweight Champion, beating The Rock. What’s that tell me? That they’re panicking. For so long, they didn’t acknowledge us, but last night they gave away our finishes. Somehow they got wind of the fact that The nWo is, er, was getting back together in its original form ... and they know that’s the cement-mixer that ran over them for two years. So, it’s gonna be a looooooong haul, if you know what I mean, like The Dream would say.
Things are looking good. Things are feeling right.
Ric Flair? He’s the new boss for the next 90 days, or so? Hah. He’s as stale as toast.
Reuniting with Scott was a special moment in my career. I’m putting the past six or seven months behind me.
Dallas Page: watch your back! We’re gonna bring you down, down to where you belong.
Liz basically was the catalyst for our whole plan Monday. She had to detain Goldberg long enough for us to pull off the match. It was close, but no cigar for Billy-boy. Goldberg almost made it back, BUT HE DIDN’T. Hahaha. Actually, I would like to personally say to Bill Goldberg, his family and friends that, yeah, Bill might be underhanded, but he did NOT do anything that he was accused of on Monday; he’s not a stalker ... but he has been known to cross-dress from time to time.
THIS IS MY FINAL THOUGHT ... AND I DON’T KNOW WHERE THE HELL I’M GOING WITH THIS: About 40,000 people Monday at the Georgia Dome witnessed one of the most heinous acts anyone’s ever done, at least in some time. We shock-sticked a guy; we hand-cuffed him; we wiener-dogged him; we beat him to death. After we did that, I looked around the crowd and a lot of people were angry with us. But at the same time, there were a lot of people who were happy with us because they now know it’s a better society.
Peace, out, Kevin.