Konrad Raab's punishment NASCAR Cup Series Mexico Race story Part 2 and finally being able to face Veil he always wanted a rematch with and will beat him.

Mexico City, Mexico. Sunday 15th June. (Offline)

Maybe I wasn't so bad at road courses after all, like AJ and the team have been saying about me. I wasn't confident, but something happened yesterday with that Xfinity Series race. I won, yes, I finally won a road course race in my career. It was a hard battle with Daniel Suarez, and we also put on a show. Only the reactions, although understandable because Suarez was from Mexico were booing the shit out of me. I smirked as I made these Mexican fans unhappy and stuck it straight to them with me doing my interview as a professional wrestler, showing a wrestling side of me off a bit. Even the entire team came over to congratulate me because they knew how hard I had worked to win a road course race.

That being said, though, today's Cup Series race was a completely different story. I qualified twenty-second, which was unacceptable by my standards, and I really didn't feel comfortable in the car at all, mostly because the car wasn't going to be built for me.

It was the morning of the Cup Series race, and my mood for the entire weekend was erratic, to say the least. I don't know how often my teammates had to check if I was alright because I was really off this weekend. I had to do it for the sake of the team and Will Brown. 

I was kickboxing in my anger room, which I created to let some steam off as I was still angry. I had been using the kick and punch standing bag nearly all weekend, as I had always had a doorbell in place. As I was doing it for two hours, I heard the doorbell as I wiped my sweat off my face and my underarms and drank the water that we got from bottles in the US, as I refused to drink tap water in Mexico, and I answered the door, which was my relaxing, calming coach, Jack Wilson.

Jack Wilson: “How are you feeling?”

Konrad Raab: “Mentally sick.”

He came straight in because I was really mentally ill with this road course race. It was too much for me to handle, and I hated it. I hate road course races as they put nothing but stress on me. At least when AJ has stress for these races, it's because of his will to win, and anything less than a win is a disappointment for him. For me, it was the stress of doing them and wanting the weekend to end.

Jack Wilson: “I know you've been pissed off.”

Konrad Raab: “Everyone does because this shit is not funny. It's not funny I have to be forced to do a fucking road course Cup Race. But I know you fucking idiots are laughing at me.”

Jack Wilson: “Nobody is laughing at you, Konrad, for your struggles.”

Konrad Raab: “Behind my back they are. Qualifying twenty-second for the race is a joke.”

Jack Wilson: “You qualified higher than Ty Dillon.”

This was true as he qualified twenty-eighth, a few places behind me, but I didn't want to hear positivity because it was unacceptable to perform this poorly. I continuously shook my head at this race because I had zero confidence in today's race.

Jack Wilson: “I know what you're thinking, you want to get sick on purpose so you don't have to do the race, don't you?”

Konrad Raab: “Yes, why not. It would be better than putting myself through this fucking hell hole race.”

Jack Wilson: “Because the team and Will Brown need the data. How can they receive data if you refuse to drive and want to be physically sick on purpose?”

Konrad Raab: “Because they can receive it from Christian Eckes.”

It was me being so pissed off as I had been the entire weekend and I wasn't enjoying it. It was a shitty weekend as a whole, especially even my friends from the other teams noticed I wasn't having any fun, they even asked Chris why I was doing this race because they were generally concerned for my mental well being. I also mentioned Christian because he did even better than I at road courses in his rookie career.

Jack Wilson: “Christian Eckes might be a good road course driver in Xfinity, but he has no experience in the Cup Series like you do. From hearing Chris yesterday, you deserve this punishment.”

Konrad Raab: “Yeah, deserve to be sick now.”

Jack Wilson: “Come on, Konrad, you've been off this entire weekend and losing it to everyone because you were punished to do this Cup Series race. Look at the positives: you qualified many drivers ahead of you that were playoff contenders last year or in the past.”

Konrad Raab: “Whoopie do.”

I disagreed with it, and I know Jack was doing everything to help me get into racing mode. Despite having three matches this week, I haven't once thought about wrestling or what went on. There was another knock on the door, and Jack went to answer it. It was Chris Rice, and he asked this, and Jack allowed him in immediately.

Chris Rice: “How's he feeling?”

Jack Wilson: “He says he's mentally sick and making sarcastic comments. Even wants to be sick on purpose to avoid doing this race, said Christian Eckes should do the race.”

Chris nodded, knowing the situation with me. I had my head on the table, covering my head as Chris sat right next to me. Chris, being the team boss who goes around checking everyone was alright, said something, even though I was angry and frustrated.

Chris Rice: “Konrad, are you really going to allow yourself to affect you this weekend? We need the data. You can't just quit on yourself. Kaulig Racing is not about quitters. No such thing in this team.”

Konrad Raab: “Well, I do. I don't like road course races, and I don't like racing a Cup Series car on road course races.”

Then there was another reason why I was stressed out and angry even more. I remembered thinking about it and hearing all over the track what the weather was going to be like today, and that only fueled the fire.

Konrad Raab: “I don't want to race in fucking wet conditions in a Cup Car on a road course I got no experience on.”

Chris Rice: “I know that part will be a challenge for you, but it's good you're learning about this race now in the wet before you start as your full-time Cup Series season next year. You need to see the positives in that.”

Konrad Raab: “I haven't seen a single positive with anything you've done with this punishment this weekend. I just want to make myself physically sick. I want to purposely crash out.”

That was exactly how I was feeling. I knew they were trying to help me, and I was clinching my fist, ready to hit, with Jack already shaking his head.

Jack Wilson: “Don't do something stupid, Konrad, with anything you said and what you're about to do.”

Konrad Raab: “I'm stressed out and never thought I would hate racing more than wrestling, but I do this weekend.”

Chris Rice: “Well, it's a good thing you also got the Lucha Libre gag on today. We set this up because I knew you would be down and out. I knew this whole Lucha Libre wrestling would help you stop being angry, but it obviously hasn't helped. Don't you dare do what Nelson Piquet Jr did.”

He was referring to the incident in Formula One back in two thousand and nine when he purposely crashed into the wall to give Fernando Alonso the world championship win, only I had this to say to counter back.

Konrad Raab: “I'm not helping AJ or Ty win by wanting to purposely crash, am I? I'm helping myself, ending this shit show.”

Chris Rice: “But you're not helping us and Will Brown data. Look, I know you feel I've been hard on you. We'd treat AJ, Ty, Daniel, Josh and Christian the same way if they did something wrong. You put this on yourself for allowing Xander to burn the car down in our shop.”

Konrad Raab: “I did burn Xander to get that world title match. I wish he had gone to attempt to burn me instead.”

I was still pissed about the situation that led me to this mess, and Chris wasn't having it whatsoever. I had to suffer through this miserable weekend, and I couldn't wait to go to two tracks in the Cup Series that I know damn well I can perform and not worry about where I finish.

Chris Rice: “You don't have to worry about points or anything, that's something you've got to realise, Konrad. Next year, will you react like this when points are on the line? We want you on board as you're a valuable asset to the team. Heck, he helped Daniel and Christian with a few things.”

Jack Wilson:  “Ah, I thought he did help the team somehow.”

Chris Rice: “Our team name is more known worldwide than ever if we didn't have this man on board. We wanted him because of his driving talent and what he was doing worldwide to promote NASCAR and wrestling. Also, his dedication to Climate Change. You should've seen the stuff he helped out with last year. He delivered all the goods himself.”

Konrad Raab: “I did because climate change, as I told you yesterday, is something I'm passionate about. That's the charities I'm helping.”

It did feel better to talk about something that wasn't wrestling related all the time and certainly away from talking about racing, especially in this situation as Chris saw for the first time this weekend, apart from winning the race a smile on my face.

Chris Rice: “Well, that's a first. I've seen you smile this weekend for the Cup Series race, at least. You better not make yourself ill, and trust me, Will is going to thank you for helping him set his car. And if you mess up, at least you tried.”

Konrad Raab: “Yeah, I totally get what you're saying, and I won't purposely make myself sick or crash. I do the best I can.”

Chris Rice: “Good, and you better treat the race that way too, and you're making sure Jack, he's not going to be self-negative, pity guy when he goes on the grid later. Because you, Konrad, will be happy and smiling because it's good for you.”

Jack Wilson: “Don't worry, I will make sure he will. Get yourself ready to do your wrestling gag.”

Which I will, as Chris Rice saw the smile on my face when I was speaking about Climate Change. I had Jack Wilson top up my water bottles all weekend. I refused to touch tap water here or the food, and I aimed to do the best I could because Chris was right. I wasn't battling for points or anything like that. 

So I went to change into my wrestling gear, as I had brought that this weekend for a match I would have in another company tomorrow anyway. So I'm changing and putting face paint on and doing some Lucha Libre Wrestling for the fans, which I will be doing all day. I will also be signing autographs and taking pictures afterwards. Then, after lunch, I went to the track to do this hell show of a Cup Series race. Ultimately, I finished in fourteenth place in the Cup Series race.

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Getting the rematch I've finally been waiting for months on blog. (Online)

“It's about bloody time I got a rematch with this guy since I couldn't wrestle the last one because of fucking Mr D and CHBK who obviously couldn't fucking keep up with my driving schedule and you have been busy doing other things as well. You even removed part of your mask to show your face. A concept I've seen many times before. The reason being is because you kidnapped and beat my niece and I've wanted to beat your ass down ever since.

I still do as you process the similar move to me, but I also think you exposed yourself to your weaknesses before I exploit them on the track, and that's you unmasking yourself. It makes this match better for me in terms of the amount of shit I want to do to you and the amount of stress I will be in because the Mexico NASCAR race took a lot out of me.

But that doesn't matter as I regard you as an opponent I wanted to face since you took a step back, but at the same time, all for the wrong reasons. Did I want to face you in the beginning? Yes, I did because you were the only monster at the time. But you've not done much since that unveiling of you, as you might've won against Chris Lawler, but you lost against Dexter Grant, who has no business being champion around here.

He's the worst adrenaline champion in all of SCW because he treats the championship like a joke, despite how much he hates being the champion and being a major hypocrite. The point is I'll find a way to destroy and make you into a little bitch. I wish you were in the mask because more people took you seriously, even though I did. Now they see you as a regular Joe wrestler. I'm giving you a violent beat down and I'm not fucking happy what you did and my fellow tag partner is pissed off with you too.

But the problem is, you hit my niece, and I'm making sure you aren't left standing in this match because I want to ensure you don't stand up and walk away freely. I will ensure I beat you all by myself, and none of my teammates should get involved. It won't be because you made it personal. Lay off the darkness shit because nobody is buying your bullshit just from the name change, despite you proving that in the past as Enigma.

Nothing works better than me having the rematch I deserve against you, with my focus entirely on you. Nothing works better when I want to hurt and destroy you, even put you on the injured list, and take you to a medical facility. He wouldn't say that crap either, along with a few of the others; I'm going to completely and utterly destroy you because I'm a better wrestler than you.

The point is I'm going to destroy the sorry existence of Veil, who deserves to be broken and battered, because nobody is convinced of the changes you made. I could talk all day about how my wrestling team should've been the ones to injure Kandis and Tommy instead of those Project hacks. I will do something my niece and manager are against me, like I will burn you alive with Kandis, Tommy, Josh, and his Project hacks. You will be bloodied and beaten. See you out there, Veil.