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Post by Keith Landry on Jan 2, 2009 22:38:13 GMT -5
SAGA VS STEVE MARLEY VS JD SMOKER
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Post by thegathering on Jan 7, 2009 13:58:30 GMT -5
The music of the gathering blares through out the arena and the fans boo very loudly as JD Smoker struts out to ringside. He taunts the fans and screams at them to shut up but this only makes the crowd more angry. JD finally gets to the ring and slides under the ropes. He stands up and calls for a Mic. A ring attendant tosses one in to him and once the music fades he lifts the Mic and begins speaking.
JD Smoker HEY.....shut up and show respect when a true superstar is in the ring.
This only irritates the crowd more.
JD Smoker Your all looking at the next big superstar here and there isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it and that includes you Steven Marley or you either Saga. Saga you may have won a few matches here and three or four titles but you about at the end of your career because its about to get stalled once i slap my finisher on you. It will be lights out and game over.
JD grins.
JD Smoker As for you Steven Marley just because you had a very easy victory in your debut match doesn't mean that your going to win against me. Your going to find out the hard way that i am not Nasty Nat. Nat is a pushover but i am not. JD Smoker is in the damn house so live with it boys cause after its all done with Friday night i will still be in the house and Saga you and Steven Marley will be in the dog house.
Smoker calls for his music and leaves.
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Post by marlay on Jan 8, 2009 15:19:07 GMT -5
The scene opens on a stretch of desert road, where a dark blue truck is just now slowing down as it pulls off to the side. The truck rolls down a small slope and stops about thirty feet from the pavement. As a cloud of dust rolls along the ground, disturbed by its large and cumbersome visitor, the driver-side door opens and Steve Marlay hops out onto the sand. He walks away from the truck, speaking as he goes.
Marlay - There's a certain ritual I like to perform every time I start-up with a new promotion. OSW, like any other companies, tried to send me the first-class ticket. They tried to put me up in the five-star hotel, have the stretch limo waiting to take me there, and a couple of ladies waitin in the lobby to make my stay a little more comfortable. All fine and dandy... if you're a prima donna!
But look around ya'... cuz THIS is Steve Marlay! My own truck driven down my own path, with the solid earth surrounding. All these other kids, they look down from their seat on the plane and think, "Damn, that's boring! Where's my champagne?" But for me, this is what wrestling is all about. Something pure and primitive, and not the money and power game it's become. I remember back when only a World Champion lived the high life, and the rest went home to rented apartments and working wives. But now, everyone's a star, and this has gone from being a sport to a business.
But don't think that this is just some trivial ramble, because for me, it plays a very big role in the mission that lies ahead. When I get to the end of this road, I'll be lookin' at a company that lacks a leader… and the majority of the roster are suckers who are caught up in the business. Be it JD Smoker, or even Saga. I don't see anybody who's stepping up to the plate to be OSW’s flagship.
Find me one person who will come out and lay it all on ya' like I will. I'll let you know who I am, what I'm capable of, and what I intend to do. I'll never come out and claim that I own this company, but I simply believe that when push comes to shove, there ain't a single-damn person who can say they've got an edge on me! I've been through wars that the majority of you weren’t around to see, so don't be some dumb egotistical big-head and congratulate me about "comin' up to the big leagues." This ain't really anything grander than the other stops I've had along my career... just somethin' new and different.
Kinda' like me.
Marlay's trek through the sand has brought him to the foot of a large rock-mass, with a walking track cut up along the side. He stands there for a moment, lookin up.
Marlay - To all you people, wrestling is about taking your place there, at the top of the mountain. See, none of you have talked about what goes on down here, at the ground-floor of the game. You haven't talked about WHY you should be the franchise, except for some blanket statement like "because none of you are good enough to stop me!" And if you're as base and cliche as the average OSW wrestler, then you might even BELIEVE what you said. But like anything in this world, it all starts with the fundamentals.
Marlay takes his first step onto the track, and begins on a relaxed stride upward.
Marlay - Step One... Body.
Now there's gonna' be PLENTY of you who step in the ring that have better physiques than me. Some of you will be taller, and some faster. But when it comes down to it, it's always the TOUGHEST dog that wins the fight. Any wrestler can dish it out, but what defines the great-ones is who can take the most pain without surrender, without defeat. Who has the tolerance to stick it out and find that crucial moment, when the opponent thinks he's on his way, and then blast him for his confidence?!
Lightweights can only fly so high, and powerhouses burn out in time. And this game, we're lookin' down the barrel of all kinds of matches, against opponents of varying styles. Can you outpower everyone? Can you jump over everyone? Can you outrun, outwrestle, and outsmart EVERYONE? Probably not, so it falls on the one x-factor that supercedes the rest... TOUGHNESS. If you can endure whatever they bring, then take them when the walls come down, then it doesn't matter what else they may have on you.
Step Two... Mind.
They always want to attribute the mental edge to the veterans, based purely on experience. But in the ring, experience is only half the mental battle. Strategy is the main attribute of the mind, and the youngest pup of them all can outclass a multi-time champ if he's got the better mind game. Can you do the little things to anger an opponent... get him to the point where he's seein' red and losin' his judgement? Will you know when to stop, so that he doesn't go too far over the edge and become an unstoppable raging machine? Can you play dead just enough to lure him in, without leaving yourself open to a crushing blow?
So, JD Smoker, Saga… I think you should all know. I feel confident in this area, because frankly, I'm comin' with both! I've got the experience to match both of you in the 3 way this friday, and I know how to fuck with your heads in that ring. You'll think I'm whipped when I'm just gettin started, and when I get you boiling, you'll charge right into a well-laid plan. I can snare you up before you even know what hit you, and pin your ears back while you're still slack-jawed and stunned! And if you think I'm lying, I'll take great pleasure in proving my point at your expense.
He stops his walk for a moment, turning to face the camera with an emphatic expression.
Marlay - This is why I don't have any worries about you two guys. You guys may have OSW history, you'' probably wanna' lump me in with some new breed of talent. If you do, then that means you haven't done your homework, and test-time is comin' up fast. You'll have classified me without research, and the wrestler you're gearin' up to face is not the man you'll actually come against! I won't make rookie mistakes, because I'm no DAMN rookie! And if you think your OSW histories mean anything important... if you think THAT will make a difference... then why don't you quit suckin' on nostalgia and realize the truth?
When the bell sounds, a ring's a ring. The ropes, the turnbuckles, the posts, the mat... they're no different from this company to any other I've run my game in. When you guys and I grapple, it'll be skill versus skill, and your status and track records will be non-factors!
He turns back around and continues on his walk. Marlay picks up a baseball-size stone and tosses it up gently, catches it, and then turns to face the wide expanse of desert surrounding his elevated position.
Marlay - If there's one thing you two boys should take from this, it's that of all the fundamental pieces that make a champion, I embody the most important one of all... Spirit. I come at this game with more passion than the pair of you put together, with a will to win and desire to succeed that goes far beyond the range of all the paycheck-players! I'll give the prime of my life to the sport, while never whoring myself out to the business. I've earned a big fan following in the industry, and done it without aid of any marketing machine or suit-sanctioned backing! I am a man OF the people, who just comes for the thrill of the fight. I'm no different than any Johnny Blue-Collar in that crowd, except I get to be on the other side of the rail, makin' it happen for them to enjoy.
If that's not a champion, people...
He lowers his head and laughs to himself. Then with a sudden surge of aggression, Marlay rears back and throws the rock in his hand far out into the desert below!
Marlay - If THAT'S not a champion, then you boys don't have anything I care to be a part of! If OSW is about the business, then your sorry, celebrity asses can keep it! But if you want to see the purity of the SPORT rule the day, and if you want to see a man on top who's there because he WANTED it the most, then you'll get behind Steve Marlay! If you fans want to be a part of something special, then you'll cheer me on this week and call down evil on whoever's in my way! I don't try to be a leader of men, or gangs... it just always happens! I am what every wrestler wants to be, and I do it without trying! I am simply myself, and that's all these people need!
And be it in the 3 way this week, or the fateful day when I get my shot at the World Title, it's all I'll need to win! Body, mind, and spirit... Steve Marlay is the best thing that's ever happened to wrestling! I do it my own way, on my own terms, and I do it because it's what the people want to see! Don't call it a weakness, because for many years now, it's not done me wrong. I've come out on top of every challenge laid before me, because I've got all the tools in working order.
Smoker and Saga… This is not arrogance, guys... just the damn, simple truth! And for your information the name is STEVE MAR...LAY!!
Marlay turns and walks out of view, and the scene ends with a fade-out shot of the empty desert plain.
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