Dawncast: Jesse Ramey The scene faded in on the set of the Dawncast, Dawn Cassidy seated in one chair and across from her the Anti-Star, Jesse Ramey. “First off,” Dawn began, “let me thank you Jesse for taking the time to actually sit down here with me tonight.” Jesse nodded with a smile as he grabbed a cup of water sitting on a table next to him. “First off,” Dawn continued, “since you’ve joined Jolt it seems like people want to throw up in your face that this isn’t All-Star Championship Wrestling. How exactly does that make you feel?” “Dawn,” Ramey started with a brief pause then a makeshift smile, “not once since I have joined this company have I ever tried to rid the coattails of my success in other companies. The entire span of my career in this sport I’ve never used what I’ve done in other promotions as any kind of projectile into anything.” “I work my ass off in every company that I step foot in.” Ramey paused, “If people want to look at where I was when All-Star Championship Wrestling closed the doors on itself. If they want to be intimidated by the fact that I had crawled from the bottom of that company to find some kind of success, that’s on their head. I’m not the one dwelling on it. I didn’t bring my retired ACW Gateway or Spirit Championships with me to this company and hold them high over everyone else in this company and expect anything.” “I spent five years,” Ramey paused, “five long, hard years. I started at the bottom. I climbed to the top when I won the King of Ages. I was shot and left for dead. Then when I returned I started back at the bottom and I worked my way back up. I retired the Gateway Championship, and then went on to take out the most dominant Spirit of ACW Champion the company had ever seen at his own game.” “When I entered this company I took what I was given and I ran with it, and still am.” Ramey smiled, “Anyone who thinks I’m trying to use my past as a springboard into greatness is a fool. I take things on a week to week basis; anyone can go over anyone else in this business. It’s part of the business, you take your wins and your losses, but it’s what you do afterwards that makes the man. Every single week I’m in that ring, win or lose, when I’m done I pick myself up and dust it off looking ahead to what the next week brings.” “That being said,” Dawn broke in, “at Unlimited we finally get to see the conclusion of what has been culminating between yourself, Diamond Jewelz, and Mattock. What are you expecting from this match?” “A fight,” Ramey smiled and raised his brows, “this has been building for a long time now. Jewelz and I never worked as a team. From day one we’ve been at each other more than we’ve been partners. It was never meant to be, we’re too totally different people. Jewelz would have been better off teaming with Mattock and Sanchez Cano than being thrown into a tag team with me. That group compliments each other better than any kind of chemistry that could have developed between myself and Jewelz.” “Regardless of what has happened though,” Ramey smiled, “at Unlimited all of the chips are on the table. The win, loss count means nothing. The man standing victorious at Unlimited is the one holding all of the chips at the end of it. And come win or lose, I know at the end of the night just like any other night I’m going to still be able to hold my head high and dust myself off.” “Jesse, thank you for your time and best of luck at Unlimited.” And with those closing comments from Dawn Cassidy the Dawncast slipped into darkness.