Post by Brad Kane on Mar 19, 2010 19:33:21 GMT -6
Locker room again, this time a real room, hurray. TVs are placed all over since the NCAA Men's Basketball tournament is in full effect. Sitting in their wrestling gear is of course Brad and Megan Kane. Both are intently watching the action on screen.
Brad: I told you Cornell would win but you just didn't listen did you?
Megan: Quit rubbing that in my face. Not my fault I'm doing better then you overall. Picking Siena to go to the Final Four was a huge mistake.
Brad: Thought they were gonna pull off a great run. Oh well, don't mind losing to you.
The two share a kiss before turning their attention back to the screen. Florida State and Gonzaga right now, Florida State working back into the game.
Brad: I love how overhyped Gonzaga is now. You know, almost reminds me of Joe Everyman. Back in the day he was the true underdog. Couldn't help but root for 'em and then they turn that corner into becoming a power and boom, they show up sometimes and at others, well, they look like complete poo. Sad but true. I suppose being a three time National Champion would equate to being a mid major.
Megan: You bring up an excellent point and analogy. Though you wouldn't even be considered a mid major going by those standards in this company anyways...
She tries to keep a giggle in but it simply can't be helped. Brad looks over at his wife, trying not to crack a smile even after being made fun of.
Brad: You're still a Division II school then. Not even on the national radar.
Megan: Oh please. You've bragged about me so much that I have hype just when people hear my name. Too bad all the bragging hasn't been about my wrestling ability.
Brad: Wait, when did women start to wrestle? I thought it was just a reason to grab each others titties and act like giant lesbians.
Megan: And I guess punching another guy in the nuts isn't the least bit homoerotic much less rolling around on the mat with them.
Another look between the two.
Brad: Fair enough, you got me on it. But you do bat for the other team though. I don't.
Megan: So? I don't see the big deal. Just don't expect me to do anything like that with Jaymie Boone anytime soon. She looks like complete hell. But I guess if someone enjoys what they're doing with their life, we have no place to judge them for it. Lord knows we've been judged enough as it is.
Brad: Very true. What with our brief yet top flight entrance into the world of porn. And people seem to think you can't go two minutes without getting pregnant.
Megan: Which certainly isn't my fault at all.
Brad: Not saying it is. But with the boys snipped, won't have to worry anymore at least. Nice feeling.
Megan: So you think we should do it?
A sly smirk comes across Megan's face. Brad nods his head in agreement, smiling back.
Brad: I would be honored to do it with you right now in this locker room. Everyone listening to us, walking by and peeking in. Just thinking about it gets me so...
Megan: I feel the same way baby. Let's record it too.
Brad: You read my mind!
This CAN'T be good...
-----
Camera is set up. Wait, what? Promo time? I think everyone should've seen this swerve coming. This is a family show, I'm not that perverted...
"So last week didn't go quite as planned for us. That's alright. Can't get that win all the time though it would've been really nice to capture a spot in such a happening match. I'm sure something else will be waiting in the wings for myself. Always something more to capture then a possible World Title shot and fulfilling a personal goal."
"Can't say last week was any good for me either. But at least I didn't get pinned though. That's always a plus. Just a little disappointed in the fact that I have to go against Jaymie Boone..."
"My poor baby. But hey, its better then Joe Everyman. The butt of every single joke that's been created in the past two years or so. Dude is like Gonzaga period. Just doesn't fit the underdog tag but not quite at that national power level. Such are the breaks."
"But Jaymie Boone has no attention span at all. I'm afraid she might run off in the middle of the match and go to catch butterflies or bang some dude in the front row. No worries, suppose that would result in a count out victory for me. Then again, I don't want to win my first match here in such a manner. I just have really nothing to say to Jaymie because well, she speaks for herself in all the short comings of her life.
Not trying to be mean because I simply hate being mean but Jaymie is a little bit of a floozy..."
"Joey Everyman, I don't know where you get these ideas from. People are afraid of you? People cower in fear because of you? You managed to beat Lance Ryan, something I've done numerous times before and while he was in his prime mind you. But I have no reason to be scared of someone like you Joe.
Don't care about your opinions, don't care about your ideas of me. We just happen to work in the same company who happen to be in the same ring tonight. Simple as that man. After tonight, we'll be back on our own ways until we're put together once again."
"Very nicely said. Though I think he does have the utmost potential, just doesn't know how to realize it on a consistent basis. Though I wouldn't mind having a go with his wife..."
"Down girl. Anyways, Velez, shut up. You're old news. You and your company. You tried to bring back that place. Failed. You haven't been relevant since 2006 either. No matter what you do, Charlie, you'll still be that guy who belongs to that company. Not the one you made from nothing. The company that you used to wrestle for.
Really tonight is just one of those nights where I have a lack of real emotion going into the ring. If I win, yay. If I lose, oh well. Suppose I have more pressing matters at hand..."
The two stop talking and go back to watching basketball. Probably the more pressing manner.
Brad: I told you Cornell would win but you just didn't listen did you?
Megan: Quit rubbing that in my face. Not my fault I'm doing better then you overall. Picking Siena to go to the Final Four was a huge mistake.
Brad: Thought they were gonna pull off a great run. Oh well, don't mind losing to you.
The two share a kiss before turning their attention back to the screen. Florida State and Gonzaga right now, Florida State working back into the game.
Brad: I love how overhyped Gonzaga is now. You know, almost reminds me of Joe Everyman. Back in the day he was the true underdog. Couldn't help but root for 'em and then they turn that corner into becoming a power and boom, they show up sometimes and at others, well, they look like complete poo. Sad but true. I suppose being a three time National Champion would equate to being a mid major.
Megan: You bring up an excellent point and analogy. Though you wouldn't even be considered a mid major going by those standards in this company anyways...
She tries to keep a giggle in but it simply can't be helped. Brad looks over at his wife, trying not to crack a smile even after being made fun of.
Brad: You're still a Division II school then. Not even on the national radar.
Megan: Oh please. You've bragged about me so much that I have hype just when people hear my name. Too bad all the bragging hasn't been about my wrestling ability.
Brad: Wait, when did women start to wrestle? I thought it was just a reason to grab each others titties and act like giant lesbians.
Megan: And I guess punching another guy in the nuts isn't the least bit homoerotic much less rolling around on the mat with them.
Another look between the two.
Brad: Fair enough, you got me on it. But you do bat for the other team though. I don't.
Megan: So? I don't see the big deal. Just don't expect me to do anything like that with Jaymie Boone anytime soon. She looks like complete hell. But I guess if someone enjoys what they're doing with their life, we have no place to judge them for it. Lord knows we've been judged enough as it is.
Brad: Very true. What with our brief yet top flight entrance into the world of porn. And people seem to think you can't go two minutes without getting pregnant.
Megan: Which certainly isn't my fault at all.
Brad: Not saying it is. But with the boys snipped, won't have to worry anymore at least. Nice feeling.
Megan: So you think we should do it?
A sly smirk comes across Megan's face. Brad nods his head in agreement, smiling back.
Brad: I would be honored to do it with you right now in this locker room. Everyone listening to us, walking by and peeking in. Just thinking about it gets me so...
Megan: I feel the same way baby. Let's record it too.
Brad: You read my mind!
This CAN'T be good...
-----
Camera is set up. Wait, what? Promo time? I think everyone should've seen this swerve coming. This is a family show, I'm not that perverted...
"So last week didn't go quite as planned for us. That's alright. Can't get that win all the time though it would've been really nice to capture a spot in such a happening match. I'm sure something else will be waiting in the wings for myself. Always something more to capture then a possible World Title shot and fulfilling a personal goal."
"Can't say last week was any good for me either. But at least I didn't get pinned though. That's always a plus. Just a little disappointed in the fact that I have to go against Jaymie Boone..."
"My poor baby. But hey, its better then Joe Everyman. The butt of every single joke that's been created in the past two years or so. Dude is like Gonzaga period. Just doesn't fit the underdog tag but not quite at that national power level. Such are the breaks."
"But Jaymie Boone has no attention span at all. I'm afraid she might run off in the middle of the match and go to catch butterflies or bang some dude in the front row. No worries, suppose that would result in a count out victory for me. Then again, I don't want to win my first match here in such a manner. I just have really nothing to say to Jaymie because well, she speaks for herself in all the short comings of her life.
Not trying to be mean because I simply hate being mean but Jaymie is a little bit of a floozy..."
"Joey Everyman, I don't know where you get these ideas from. People are afraid of you? People cower in fear because of you? You managed to beat Lance Ryan, something I've done numerous times before and while he was in his prime mind you. But I have no reason to be scared of someone like you Joe.
Don't care about your opinions, don't care about your ideas of me. We just happen to work in the same company who happen to be in the same ring tonight. Simple as that man. After tonight, we'll be back on our own ways until we're put together once again."
"Very nicely said. Though I think he does have the utmost potential, just doesn't know how to realize it on a consistent basis. Though I wouldn't mind having a go with his wife..."
"Down girl. Anyways, Velez, shut up. You're old news. You and your company. You tried to bring back that place. Failed. You haven't been relevant since 2006 either. No matter what you do, Charlie, you'll still be that guy who belongs to that company. Not the one you made from nothing. The company that you used to wrestle for.
Really tonight is just one of those nights where I have a lack of real emotion going into the ring. If I win, yay. If I lose, oh well. Suppose I have more pressing matters at hand..."
The two stop talking and go back to watching basketball. Probably the more pressing manner.