Post by Malcolm Reed on May 1, 2010 20:51:09 GMT -6
The empty sky cascades over the waving redwoods. the large gate hangs open; screeching as the wind drags it effortlessly across the paved road. He looks deeply into the dull sky. Searching for the courage to continue.
He looks over his shoulder needing her support more than he thought he would when he told her he had to do this alone. He has felt what seems to be an endless strength since fate turned him to Grace.
He was preying to see her reassuring look as he glanced back at the empty car. His stomach dropped. He and the dead just don't get along. A sighs heavily, rubs the hair from his mouth and enters the graveyard.
This is it. Stay strong. The dead cannot harm you.
He walks at a brisk pace onward to the tall gargoyle like gravestone next to a slew of virgin Marys and praying saviors.
I missed the funeral man, I am sorry for that. Tommy was there you know...And I was still running. I hoped you would understand.
Nevertheless missing it has weighed deep within my conscience. I have felt terrible everyday. It was like missing my fathers. IN many ways I have always looked to you as not just a father figure but one that stood for something.
Something with a backbone that stood tall and strong. And I believe that you instilled those fundamentals unto me. It took a lot of bad things for me to see that. it took a loved one dying and the loss of my only friend and even then I had trouble seeing that you gave me the tools to guide me through life.
But I found someone else. She is sort of picking up the pieces of the puzzle you left. It's just a little incomplete. With everything I have been learning in the wake of tragedy I have another piece placed inside the gap.
He sits down casually onto the ground and leans his back to the tombstone. The brush moves to reveal Richard Emerson.
I am going to be honest with you Coach, cause I have never lied to you before and I sure as hell am not going to start right now. I am scared. I know I have the abilities to really tear down the house down. History has shown that when it comes to in ring performance I can be nearly untouchable.
History does tend to repeat itself. Which is why I am so frightened. because on the outside of the ring I am a reckless mess...tormented...Haunted...I still feel those obstacles and every time they obstruct it becomes harder to overcome.
I guess that's the real reason why I am here. You were always so good at helping to clear my conscience. Keep me focused. I have a huge match coming. I guess I am looking for reassurance. Just days ago I was confident I would decimate and steal the show but now my opponents have spoken...
Chris Payne still seems unfocused. He seems more concerned about others than our match. He is a real rookie type, I have beaten him before and his father but there is something in there that the kid is searching for. What if he finds it before Sunday?
Jason Blair is another who seems a bit distracted by Mike Machado but what if all of that is free from his mind come the showcase match? does he have what it takes?
DDK...What more can be said about this guy? I mean I have literally stomped the hell out of him before and despite this current psychosis he is experiencing he is a strong wrestler. Maybe when that bell rings his shuts off the part of his brain that steals the best and worst from pop culture and he does what we were collected to do? Showcase...
Brad Kane is a guy who scares me the most. Everyone has a past, some of us are haunted by them and some of us have the abilities to overcome all that we gave up or was taken from us. Brad Kane is a family man and he is looking for that one big win to take him to the next level. What if he makes his family proud?
And Tommy Victor. I know it would pain you to see your greatest disciples at war. In fact if you were still alive I am sure we would be getting an ear full from you as we did a thousand squats. He was my brother and our bond was forged under your supervision.
Unfortunately in the year or so since we left your facility tings between us are terrible. I left my career behind me six months ago so he could flourish without me. But the Disease had already spread unto him.
He seems less interested in succeeding as a competitor and more interested in taking me out. He lost his family because of me, he wants revenge...
There is a total of six competitors in this match all vying to have a night remember. Will we remember success or failure? Will we be number one contenders or frauds? Will our arms be raised in victory or will our heads hang in defeat?
I need you Coach, help me...Help me shake away the doubt. Give me the confidence I need to defeat five gladiators...
He kneels above the grave, removing the hair from in front of his face.
Silence...Only silence...Even in death you have taught me another lesson...I understand.
he stands up and begins to walk away...He stops abruptly.
Thanks Coach, You were always there for me. I will be sure to give Tommy your regards.
Pulling his collar above his neck he walks away from the grave and makes his way to his car.
Courage is in the eye of the beholder. Our pasts have no bearing on the future. My defeating Chris Payne and DDK once before does not mean I will defeat them this Sunday.
The fact that a good few of us are a little mentally unstable. The fact is we have something to prove and something to gain. With nothing to lose. Which one of us will walk away from A night to Remember with the victory? There is no way to be certain.
Everyone has the punchers chance, and everyone has something they want to prove. Who wants it more? I believe I do, I am sure they will say the same.
At A night to remember an entire roster of performers are looking to steal the spotlight. Needless to say we will be remembered. For what is up to us. Our past does not decide our future and our destiny is what we make of it.
I look forward to this bout and finally moving forward to title contention.
He looks over his shoulder needing her support more than he thought he would when he told her he had to do this alone. He has felt what seems to be an endless strength since fate turned him to Grace.
He was preying to see her reassuring look as he glanced back at the empty car. His stomach dropped. He and the dead just don't get along. A sighs heavily, rubs the hair from his mouth and enters the graveyard.
This is it. Stay strong. The dead cannot harm you.
He walks at a brisk pace onward to the tall gargoyle like gravestone next to a slew of virgin Marys and praying saviors.
I missed the funeral man, I am sorry for that. Tommy was there you know...And I was still running. I hoped you would understand.
Nevertheless missing it has weighed deep within my conscience. I have felt terrible everyday. It was like missing my fathers. IN many ways I have always looked to you as not just a father figure but one that stood for something.
Something with a backbone that stood tall and strong. And I believe that you instilled those fundamentals unto me. It took a lot of bad things for me to see that. it took a loved one dying and the loss of my only friend and even then I had trouble seeing that you gave me the tools to guide me through life.
But I found someone else. She is sort of picking up the pieces of the puzzle you left. It's just a little incomplete. With everything I have been learning in the wake of tragedy I have another piece placed inside the gap.
He sits down casually onto the ground and leans his back to the tombstone. The brush moves to reveal Richard Emerson.
I am going to be honest with you Coach, cause I have never lied to you before and I sure as hell am not going to start right now. I am scared. I know I have the abilities to really tear down the house down. History has shown that when it comes to in ring performance I can be nearly untouchable.
History does tend to repeat itself. Which is why I am so frightened. because on the outside of the ring I am a reckless mess...tormented...Haunted...I still feel those obstacles and every time they obstruct it becomes harder to overcome.
I guess that's the real reason why I am here. You were always so good at helping to clear my conscience. Keep me focused. I have a huge match coming. I guess I am looking for reassurance. Just days ago I was confident I would decimate and steal the show but now my opponents have spoken...
Chris Payne still seems unfocused. He seems more concerned about others than our match. He is a real rookie type, I have beaten him before and his father but there is something in there that the kid is searching for. What if he finds it before Sunday?
Jason Blair is another who seems a bit distracted by Mike Machado but what if all of that is free from his mind come the showcase match? does he have what it takes?
DDK...What more can be said about this guy? I mean I have literally stomped the hell out of him before and despite this current psychosis he is experiencing he is a strong wrestler. Maybe when that bell rings his shuts off the part of his brain that steals the best and worst from pop culture and he does what we were collected to do? Showcase...
Brad Kane is a guy who scares me the most. Everyone has a past, some of us are haunted by them and some of us have the abilities to overcome all that we gave up or was taken from us. Brad Kane is a family man and he is looking for that one big win to take him to the next level. What if he makes his family proud?
And Tommy Victor. I know it would pain you to see your greatest disciples at war. In fact if you were still alive I am sure we would be getting an ear full from you as we did a thousand squats. He was my brother and our bond was forged under your supervision.
Unfortunately in the year or so since we left your facility tings between us are terrible. I left my career behind me six months ago so he could flourish without me. But the Disease had already spread unto him.
He seems less interested in succeeding as a competitor and more interested in taking me out. He lost his family because of me, he wants revenge...
There is a total of six competitors in this match all vying to have a night remember. Will we remember success or failure? Will we be number one contenders or frauds? Will our arms be raised in victory or will our heads hang in defeat?
I need you Coach, help me...Help me shake away the doubt. Give me the confidence I need to defeat five gladiators...
He kneels above the grave, removing the hair from in front of his face.
Silence...Only silence...Even in death you have taught me another lesson...I understand.
he stands up and begins to walk away...He stops abruptly.
Thanks Coach, You were always there for me. I will be sure to give Tommy your regards.
Pulling his collar above his neck he walks away from the grave and makes his way to his car.
Courage is in the eye of the beholder. Our pasts have no bearing on the future. My defeating Chris Payne and DDK once before does not mean I will defeat them this Sunday.
The fact that a good few of us are a little mentally unstable. The fact is we have something to prove and something to gain. With nothing to lose. Which one of us will walk away from A night to Remember with the victory? There is no way to be certain.
Everyone has the punchers chance, and everyone has something they want to prove. Who wants it more? I believe I do, I am sure they will say the same.
At A night to remember an entire roster of performers are looking to steal the spotlight. Needless to say we will be remembered. For what is up to us. Our past does not decide our future and our destiny is what we make of it.
I look forward to this bout and finally moving forward to title contention.