Post by Steve Awesome on May 10, 2012 21:07:58 GMT -6
Ever since Brent Sampson challenged him to a match at A Night To Remember, all Steve Awesome could really do was….laugh. He laughed when it happened, he laughed in the shower, really laughed on the way home, he chuckled in his sleep that night, found it exceptionally funny when he signed the contract the next morning and he was even getting a little kick out of it on the drive home.
“I still can’t believe this is happening.”
He says with another chuckle immediately following it. He paid attention to the road but he kept a giant grin on his face. Almost like a kid or Trent Helms in a toy store.
“Me verse Brent Sampson. Quite frankly I expected a little more build up then this to be honest. I figured I’d have to chase him around for a couple months, beat up some lackeys, you know? Run Sampson’s gauntlet during the summer and finish it at Battle Grounds…..but no…….”
Another chuckle fires off. One of those bewildered chuckles you have when you see something you never thought you’d ever see.
“….the dumb bastard just out right challenged me to a match…..”
Steve was just having a grand old time with the concept. It was like watching a bear riding a unicycle to him, wich doesn’t seem like much to you but to Steve it was the craziest thing he’s ever seen. How does the bear even fit on the unicycle? Where does a bear even get a unicycle to begin with? Are there other bears currently training in the wild to be the next break out star? WHO KNOWS?
“I don’t quite understand it……The Face of the Franchise verse a sixty year old man at the grandest stage of them all……he might have a heart attack. Or at the very least, crap his pants in fear. I’m banking on a mix of the two….you want put some money down Nik?”
Oh yeah, Nikki Michaels is in the passenger seat, enjoying the scenic blue sky. She turns her head and looks at him as if something was on her mind.
“I don’t know…..something just seems odd about all this.”
Steve nods his head.
“That’s what I’ve been saying all along. I mean seriously, Sampson must have gone off his rocker or something. He’s a feeble, malnourished, crotchety old man and I’m like….the best wrestler alive. I mean seriously…..”
Steve starts laughing at the thought of it all again. But Nikki didn’t share the sentiment.
“No I mean…..something’s fishy here…..”
While keeping his eyes on the road he slowly leans over toward Nikki and jokingly flares his nostrils. Nikki giggles and punches him in the arm.
“No you idiot, I mean that I think Sampson may have a plan…..”
Steve glances over at her for a second.
“Do you think?”
She nods her head.
“Why else do you think Brent would challenge you to a match?”
Steve shrugs.
“I just thought he was stupid.”
Nikki just rolls her eyes and smiles affectionately at her new friend Steve Awesome.
“How have you made it this far in life?”
Steve smiles and fires right back.
“Good looks and pure talent, baby.”
She couldn’t argue with that. So she brings the subject back.
“This Sunday, I think your walking into a trap. Maybe you should ask Jake or Andrew to keep an eye on things from the back.”
Steve shakes his head.
“Nikki, what could Brent Sampson possibly do? Who could he possibly get?”
She shrugs. She glances up at the sky to find a grey overcast suddenly over head. It’s amazing how something so peaceful could become something so dark, that fast.
“Who knows, that’s why I think you should be ready when we all find out this Sunday.”
Steve flashes that confident smirk. As if he really needed it, the always boastful former world champion didn’t even find a threat in any of this.
“Don’t worry Nik, I’ll be ready for whatever Sampson decides to dish out, I’m Steve Awesome. I’ve fought against much worse. I mean really, how bad could it be?”
The two go silent to ponder exactly that as rain drops slowly begin to fall against the windshield and they drive into the storm.
We open up on the Face of the Franchise in complete form. Sunglasses, tight t-shirt, very alluring jeans, perfect hair, perfect smile. The self proclaimed best in the world without very many detractors to the statement.
“So poop nugget…..we finally meet. You and me, one on one, mano y old mano, at A Night To Remember………”
He goes silent for a few moments.
“…..pffft, do I even need to say anything? You’ve been all up in my business for months now, and for some reason you have graciously allowed me an outlet to, very passionately, whip your old crusty ass from pillar to post. And you best believe poop nugget, that I will be beating every single inch of that ass with everything that isn’t nailed down.”
He smiles maliciously as he rubs his palms together in anticipation.
“And I will enjoy every minute of it…..”
He throws them up.
“Deuces!”
Fade to black.
“I still can’t believe this is happening.”
He says with another chuckle immediately following it. He paid attention to the road but he kept a giant grin on his face. Almost like a kid or Trent Helms in a toy store.
“Me verse Brent Sampson. Quite frankly I expected a little more build up then this to be honest. I figured I’d have to chase him around for a couple months, beat up some lackeys, you know? Run Sampson’s gauntlet during the summer and finish it at Battle Grounds…..but no…….”
Another chuckle fires off. One of those bewildered chuckles you have when you see something you never thought you’d ever see.
“….the dumb bastard just out right challenged me to a match…..”
Steve was just having a grand old time with the concept. It was like watching a bear riding a unicycle to him, wich doesn’t seem like much to you but to Steve it was the craziest thing he’s ever seen. How does the bear even fit on the unicycle? Where does a bear even get a unicycle to begin with? Are there other bears currently training in the wild to be the next break out star? WHO KNOWS?
“I don’t quite understand it……The Face of the Franchise verse a sixty year old man at the grandest stage of them all……he might have a heart attack. Or at the very least, crap his pants in fear. I’m banking on a mix of the two….you want put some money down Nik?”
Oh yeah, Nikki Michaels is in the passenger seat, enjoying the scenic blue sky. She turns her head and looks at him as if something was on her mind.
“I don’t know…..something just seems odd about all this.”
Steve nods his head.
“That’s what I’ve been saying all along. I mean seriously, Sampson must have gone off his rocker or something. He’s a feeble, malnourished, crotchety old man and I’m like….the best wrestler alive. I mean seriously…..”
Steve starts laughing at the thought of it all again. But Nikki didn’t share the sentiment.
“No I mean…..something’s fishy here…..”
While keeping his eyes on the road he slowly leans over toward Nikki and jokingly flares his nostrils. Nikki giggles and punches him in the arm.
“No you idiot, I mean that I think Sampson may have a plan…..”
Steve glances over at her for a second.
“Do you think?”
She nods her head.
“Why else do you think Brent would challenge you to a match?”
Steve shrugs.
“I just thought he was stupid.”
Nikki just rolls her eyes and smiles affectionately at her new friend Steve Awesome.
“How have you made it this far in life?”
Steve smiles and fires right back.
“Good looks and pure talent, baby.”
She couldn’t argue with that. So she brings the subject back.
“This Sunday, I think your walking into a trap. Maybe you should ask Jake or Andrew to keep an eye on things from the back.”
Steve shakes his head.
“Nikki, what could Brent Sampson possibly do? Who could he possibly get?”
She shrugs. She glances up at the sky to find a grey overcast suddenly over head. It’s amazing how something so peaceful could become something so dark, that fast.
“Who knows, that’s why I think you should be ready when we all find out this Sunday.”
Steve flashes that confident smirk. As if he really needed it, the always boastful former world champion didn’t even find a threat in any of this.
“Don’t worry Nik, I’ll be ready for whatever Sampson decides to dish out, I’m Steve Awesome. I’ve fought against much worse. I mean really, how bad could it be?”
The two go silent to ponder exactly that as rain drops slowly begin to fall against the windshield and they drive into the storm.
We open up on the Face of the Franchise in complete form. Sunglasses, tight t-shirt, very alluring jeans, perfect hair, perfect smile. The self proclaimed best in the world without very many detractors to the statement.
“So poop nugget…..we finally meet. You and me, one on one, mano y old mano, at A Night To Remember………”
He goes silent for a few moments.
“…..pffft, do I even need to say anything? You’ve been all up in my business for months now, and for some reason you have graciously allowed me an outlet to, very passionately, whip your old crusty ass from pillar to post. And you best believe poop nugget, that I will be beating every single inch of that ass with everything that isn’t nailed down.”
He smiles maliciously as he rubs his palms together in anticipation.
“And I will enjoy every minute of it…..”
He throws them up.
“Deuces!”
Fade to black.
