Post by Lucas Young on Aug 25, 2011 12:23:18 GMT -6
We open on a long brick hallway barely lit enough by three swinging lights to see where it leads. The farther towards the end, the stronger the musky and mouldy smell gets causing you to gag slightly. At the end of the hallway, there's a heavy steel door.
The door comes open and leads to an underground gambling ring. Numerous tables are set up. Every table overflowing with players coming to bet big and win big. Going past the tables, we find Lucas Young sitting at a table near the back of the room.
Lucas Young - I love poker. So relaxing yet so intense. The thrill of winning a big pot, the agony of losing your ass on a bad beat. I don't particularly care for the big casinos anymore. Ever since the commercialisation of poker, you've got every doctor, lawyer and professor coming out of the woodwork pretending they are poker players because they spent a few hours playing online each week. Too much inexperience. Reminds me a lot of NCW really.
NCW resembles an inexperienced poker player. Betting all of its money on a dead hand because it looks strong in the beginning. Eagerly hoping that they'll make that Straight on the river. Only one card left in the entire deck that can bring them to victory yet they just keep on raising and re-raising. Before you know it, your stacks are gone and your left with nothing, but the feeling of disgust and regret that you bet so much on a hand that never had a chance to pan out.
Lucas turns back towards his poker table to take a look at his hand revealing an Ace/10 off-suit. Lucas puts the cards back down and places a hefty bet.
Lucas Young - A lot of the wrestlers in NCW are those dead hands. Wrestlers who looked strong off the draw, but in the end, all those hands...those wrestlers leave you empty handed and wondering how something that looked so good, turned out so bad. It kinda sickens me to see what is roaming the NCW locker room. What I see is a big group of under talented, unenviable posers who don’t have careers. Just look at some of the main eventers you have running around here today.
In a few years, NCW will be booming. We will have the best competition in the world. And I shall stand above them all. But now, NCW is overrun with hicks, and robots. So why in years will it be booming you ask, because Lucas Young will become a name all the very best will want to pit there wits against. So with me being signed on a long term deal they will have to become NCW contracted wrestlers for that to happen, therefore my mere presence in NCW is going to make the standard of all-round competition that much greater.
Young turns back to his table and flips over his cards revealing a Straight to the Ace. His competition groans and throws their cards down in disgust and Lucas reaches across the table and pulls the large pot of money into his pile.
Lucas Young - That's how it's done boys. You see that. That's what happens when you play a good hand. None of these guys played the good hand, just like NCW. NCW management often play the bad hands and fold the good, but when they pushed the contract my way, they made the right call; they finally played the very best… I am the pocket Ace’s they were always dreaming of. In my debut I made my opponents look better than they ever made themselves look.
In the long term I am here to take what every man wants. The NCW World Championship. Whether I have to go through a hardcore hick, a doctor, a bimbo in the back that sucked her way to the big time, or a damn robot. It doesn't matter. NCW will not keep me from what is going to be rightfully mine. The NCW World Championship will eventually be mine and after I raise that belt over my head, NCW will have no choice but to accept I am the very best there is.
Lucas stands up from the table and begins placing all of his chips into the plastic trays. The other players try to urge Young to stay and play more, hoping for another shot at winning their money back, but Young ignores their comments. Lucas takes the money from his cashed in chips and slowly walks out of the room letting the heavy steel door slam shut. He continues down the hallway trying to mask the smell of mould with his hand. The end of the hallway leads to another door. He opens the door and is met with the warmth and sunshine of the sun. Young removes his hand from his mouth and takes in a few breaths of fresh air.
Lucas Young – So Nathan Webb it looks like your my biggest challenge so far, no disrespects to you but if you're the best NCW has to put against me then what I have been saying is true. Now in your own right Nathan I hope you don't mind me calling you Nathan. Well not being funny tough if you do mind because that's what I'm calling you. So as I was saying Nathan, now in your own right you're very talented. I don't mean this to come out like I'm egotistical but your talent doesn't come close to mine. You see Nathan what ever I put myself to I always succeed one way or another.
You're right I do like to get the win cleanly unless it's a guy I really hate so count yourself lucky that I respect you. Now like you said that respect doesn't mean much when we get in that ring, you see the only respect I'll show you in the ring is by beating you fairly. Other then that Nathan I'm going to make it a living hell for you inside that ring so please bring your best because I'm always up for a good fight.
LucasYoung places a roll of cash into his inside coat pocket and walks away.
The door comes open and leads to an underground gambling ring. Numerous tables are set up. Every table overflowing with players coming to bet big and win big. Going past the tables, we find Lucas Young sitting at a table near the back of the room.
Lucas Young - I love poker. So relaxing yet so intense. The thrill of winning a big pot, the agony of losing your ass on a bad beat. I don't particularly care for the big casinos anymore. Ever since the commercialisation of poker, you've got every doctor, lawyer and professor coming out of the woodwork pretending they are poker players because they spent a few hours playing online each week. Too much inexperience. Reminds me a lot of NCW really.
NCW resembles an inexperienced poker player. Betting all of its money on a dead hand because it looks strong in the beginning. Eagerly hoping that they'll make that Straight on the river. Only one card left in the entire deck that can bring them to victory yet they just keep on raising and re-raising. Before you know it, your stacks are gone and your left with nothing, but the feeling of disgust and regret that you bet so much on a hand that never had a chance to pan out.
Lucas turns back towards his poker table to take a look at his hand revealing an Ace/10 off-suit. Lucas puts the cards back down and places a hefty bet.
Lucas Young - A lot of the wrestlers in NCW are those dead hands. Wrestlers who looked strong off the draw, but in the end, all those hands...those wrestlers leave you empty handed and wondering how something that looked so good, turned out so bad. It kinda sickens me to see what is roaming the NCW locker room. What I see is a big group of under talented, unenviable posers who don’t have careers. Just look at some of the main eventers you have running around here today.
In a few years, NCW will be booming. We will have the best competition in the world. And I shall stand above them all. But now, NCW is overrun with hicks, and robots. So why in years will it be booming you ask, because Lucas Young will become a name all the very best will want to pit there wits against. So with me being signed on a long term deal they will have to become NCW contracted wrestlers for that to happen, therefore my mere presence in NCW is going to make the standard of all-round competition that much greater.
Young turns back to his table and flips over his cards revealing a Straight to the Ace. His competition groans and throws their cards down in disgust and Lucas reaches across the table and pulls the large pot of money into his pile.
Lucas Young - That's how it's done boys. You see that. That's what happens when you play a good hand. None of these guys played the good hand, just like NCW. NCW management often play the bad hands and fold the good, but when they pushed the contract my way, they made the right call; they finally played the very best… I am the pocket Ace’s they were always dreaming of. In my debut I made my opponents look better than they ever made themselves look.
In the long term I am here to take what every man wants. The NCW World Championship. Whether I have to go through a hardcore hick, a doctor, a bimbo in the back that sucked her way to the big time, or a damn robot. It doesn't matter. NCW will not keep me from what is going to be rightfully mine. The NCW World Championship will eventually be mine and after I raise that belt over my head, NCW will have no choice but to accept I am the very best there is.
Lucas stands up from the table and begins placing all of his chips into the plastic trays. The other players try to urge Young to stay and play more, hoping for another shot at winning their money back, but Young ignores their comments. Lucas takes the money from his cashed in chips and slowly walks out of the room letting the heavy steel door slam shut. He continues down the hallway trying to mask the smell of mould with his hand. The end of the hallway leads to another door. He opens the door and is met with the warmth and sunshine of the sun. Young removes his hand from his mouth and takes in a few breaths of fresh air.
Lucas Young – So Nathan Webb it looks like your my biggest challenge so far, no disrespects to you but if you're the best NCW has to put against me then what I have been saying is true. Now in your own right Nathan I hope you don't mind me calling you Nathan. Well not being funny tough if you do mind because that's what I'm calling you. So as I was saying Nathan, now in your own right you're very talented. I don't mean this to come out like I'm egotistical but your talent doesn't come close to mine. You see Nathan what ever I put myself to I always succeed one way or another.
You're right I do like to get the win cleanly unless it's a guy I really hate so count yourself lucky that I respect you. Now like you said that respect doesn't mean much when we get in that ring, you see the only respect I'll show you in the ring is by beating you fairly. Other then that Nathan I'm going to make it a living hell for you inside that ring so please bring your best because I'm always up for a good fight.
LucasYoung places a roll of cash into his inside coat pocket and walks away.