Post by johnnycraven on Jul 31, 2007 22:16:44 GMT -6
Cameras Fade In:
Scene opens up to a huge house out in the Texas mountain country. This house is a very nice two-story log house. I mean it's the cream of the crop when it comes to really nice country homes. It is very early in the evening, as the cameras pan around the outside of the country dwelling, as the view from every side of the house is unreal. The cameras pan around and eventually into the house. The interior is reminiscent of the scene outside. Very spacious inside. Deer heads mounted along the walls. A huge fireplace that faces four different rooms. I mean this place is just beautiful. As the cameras pan along, silence engulfs the entire alluring home. And then....
Voice: YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The cameras spin around very quickly and begin moving throughout, as the angered voice pierces the once silent dwelling. They continue panning until coming to a stop in what appears to be a rather large living area. The voice is revealed to be none other than an enraged Johnny Craven watching the Texas Rangers trade away their entire team (figuratively speaking). Craven is up and pacing back and forth, as he again complains a loud in frustration.
Johnny Craven: The Texas Rangers' GM has got to be the stupidest son of a bitch ever to set foot in a major league baseball office. And low and behold, who does he have to be working for? Of all teams...MY TEAM!!!! I mean, how in the hell can you see trading Mark Texeira and Eric Gagne, as good business decisions? And who did we get in return? A whole bunch of minor league ****! Sure they may develop into great players in the future, but by then we will have either traded them or be getting ready to trade them. And why? So that they can go on to new teams and get really good? Of course. Someone plays for us and gets really good...and we trade them! What the ****?
Matt Parker: Johnny! Johnny! Dude man, calm down. It's OK. It's only a game man. And besides, it ain't like this is the first time the Rangers have made some ****ty moves. You know that.
The cameras pan around quickly again, as Craven's new manager, Matt Parker, is seen rushing up to calm Craven down.
Matt Parker: Now you could ramble on about the Texas Rangers, but you do have more important things to worry about. For instance your placement by nCw management into the upcoming tournament for the nCw world heavyweight title. And your opponent. And I know that you know damn well who it is.
Johnny Craven: I know who he is. I've been in the same ring with him. Though that particular match didn't go like I wanted it too, nonetheless, we did come face to face in that ring. (Turns to cameras to talk to Dave Holland) You see Dave, I never forgot about that match. The way I see it, that match was my ticket to my very first WCF TV title reign. But, as fate would have it, once again I got screwed. Now I'm not here to complain, I mean, that's not why the camera crew came here...by the way, who the hell told you guys to come here anyways?
Matt Parker: Uh...that would be me. I'm sorry, but I thought you could use a little motivation, that's all.
Johnny Craven: You don't think I'm motivated? You don't think I have what it takes to compete in that ring? So then I guess you think that I lucked into the WCF hardcore title huh?
Matt Parker: What? No man. Not at all. You busted your ass out there for that title. The way I see it, you earned your title reign. I'm just saying that you need to be more focused on Dave Holland. I mean, you've got to go toe to toe with the man in five days, and you're worried about a baseball team.
Johnny Craven just glares at Parker as Parker gets a little nervous.
Johnny Craven: The hell did you just say to me? You know how I am about baseball. I love the damn sport. But all that aside, I am totally focused on Dave Holland. You see, I'm not worried about Dave. I respect the hell out of the man. I mean to be honest with you, and he'll agree with me on this, we didn't need a fatal four way match in the WCF to determine the number one contender for the TV title. We didn't need to have a fatal four way in order to bring down the house on that particular Sunday evening. Dave and I could have easily done it just the two of us. We could have gone toe to toe in that ring and put on a hell of a match that would have been talked about in WCF history for years to come! Now don't get me wrong. I've got a lot of studying to do. You see those DVDs? (Points to a huge stack of DVDs all marked Dave Holland) Between now and up until the time that I walk out to that ring on Sunday, I'm going to watch each and every damn one of those DVDs, just so that I can see what Dave Holland is all about. I want to know everything about him. I want to know his technique. I want to know his strengths. His weaknesses. His shoe size...(ok maybe not that one). I want to know if he's got the cajones to take this match to the extreme!! I want to know if the man has the cajones to step into that ring with Johnny Craven and go all out hardcore!!!! You see Matt Parker, I AM focused.
Matt Parker: OK man. I must admit, I may have underestimated you. I didn't think you were focused, but I was wrong. I apologize. But you do need to keep your focus on Dave Holland all week long, my friend. This ain't going to be no easy match.
Johnny Craven: You underestimated me. You underestimated me? (turns to one of the cameras) Can you believe it, I hired this guy to be my manager, giving him his shot in the spotlight, and the little bastard underestimated me. (Turns back towards Matt Parker) You've got guts my friend. You see Parker, you have nothing to worry about. This Sunday will mark the debuts of two of the greatest superstars that will ever set foot in an nCw ring, that of Dave Holland and Johnny Craven. This Sunday, Dave and I will once again set foot in that same ring. Once again we will come face to face. Only this time, it will be inside of an nCw squared circle. And this time, our sights are set on the one thing we desire the most. I'm not talking about pride. I'm not talking about proving worth. I'm talking about...gold.
Matt Parker's eyes and ears light up at the sound of gold and it peaks his interest. He quickly turns his attention to catch every word that Craven speaks.
Johnny Craven: No Parker, not that kind of gold, you moron. I'm not talking about buried treasure. I'm not talking about gold bars. I'm not even talking about the infamous "Seven Cities of Gold" we learned about in our elementary school history class. I'm talking about the gold that you can only find here in nCw. I'm talking about the gold that every man, woman, child, and dog here in the nCw, yearns for the right to hold and carry. Dave Holland and I want the same thing. We yearn for the same prize here in nCw. To stand atop of the food chain as the greatest of them all. As the best in the business. As the nCw World Heavyweight Champion. You see Dave, this Sunday, you and me are going to lock up. And when that bell rings, all hell's gonna break loose. And when it's all said and done, and I whoop your little ass all over Dallas, Texas, I'm going to walk backstage, find one of the staff, and sign my damn name to the winners' bracket in the tournament for the nCw world title.
Matt Parker: Now you're talkin my friend.
Johnny Craven: Make no mistake about it Dave. You and me? We're going to rock the hell out of the nCw arena this Sunday night. But you know as well as I do that only one of us can be announced the winner, and you're looking at him. When I look at my ladder of success, and I look at the top, I see my most elite trophy case. And on that case sits the gold that I frantically search for in this business. I see the one and only reason I joined this company. That being the nCw World Heavyweight Championship. Mark my words. My gold awaits, and it's due time I come to collect.
With that, Matt Parker ushers the camera crew out of the house and sends them on their way, as the scene fades out.
Cameras Fade Out.
Scene opens up to a huge house out in the Texas mountain country. This house is a very nice two-story log house. I mean it's the cream of the crop when it comes to really nice country homes. It is very early in the evening, as the cameras pan around the outside of the country dwelling, as the view from every side of the house is unreal. The cameras pan around and eventually into the house. The interior is reminiscent of the scene outside. Very spacious inside. Deer heads mounted along the walls. A huge fireplace that faces four different rooms. I mean this place is just beautiful. As the cameras pan along, silence engulfs the entire alluring home. And then....
Voice: YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The cameras spin around very quickly and begin moving throughout, as the angered voice pierces the once silent dwelling. They continue panning until coming to a stop in what appears to be a rather large living area. The voice is revealed to be none other than an enraged Johnny Craven watching the Texas Rangers trade away their entire team (figuratively speaking). Craven is up and pacing back and forth, as he again complains a loud in frustration.
Johnny Craven: The Texas Rangers' GM has got to be the stupidest son of a bitch ever to set foot in a major league baseball office. And low and behold, who does he have to be working for? Of all teams...MY TEAM!!!! I mean, how in the hell can you see trading Mark Texeira and Eric Gagne, as good business decisions? And who did we get in return? A whole bunch of minor league ****! Sure they may develop into great players in the future, but by then we will have either traded them or be getting ready to trade them. And why? So that they can go on to new teams and get really good? Of course. Someone plays for us and gets really good...and we trade them! What the ****?
Matt Parker: Johnny! Johnny! Dude man, calm down. It's OK. It's only a game man. And besides, it ain't like this is the first time the Rangers have made some ****ty moves. You know that.
The cameras pan around quickly again, as Craven's new manager, Matt Parker, is seen rushing up to calm Craven down.
Matt Parker: Now you could ramble on about the Texas Rangers, but you do have more important things to worry about. For instance your placement by nCw management into the upcoming tournament for the nCw world heavyweight title. And your opponent. And I know that you know damn well who it is.
Johnny Craven: I know who he is. I've been in the same ring with him. Though that particular match didn't go like I wanted it too, nonetheless, we did come face to face in that ring. (Turns to cameras to talk to Dave Holland) You see Dave, I never forgot about that match. The way I see it, that match was my ticket to my very first WCF TV title reign. But, as fate would have it, once again I got screwed. Now I'm not here to complain, I mean, that's not why the camera crew came here...by the way, who the hell told you guys to come here anyways?
Matt Parker: Uh...that would be me. I'm sorry, but I thought you could use a little motivation, that's all.
Johnny Craven: You don't think I'm motivated? You don't think I have what it takes to compete in that ring? So then I guess you think that I lucked into the WCF hardcore title huh?
Matt Parker: What? No man. Not at all. You busted your ass out there for that title. The way I see it, you earned your title reign. I'm just saying that you need to be more focused on Dave Holland. I mean, you've got to go toe to toe with the man in five days, and you're worried about a baseball team.
Johnny Craven just glares at Parker as Parker gets a little nervous.
Johnny Craven: The hell did you just say to me? You know how I am about baseball. I love the damn sport. But all that aside, I am totally focused on Dave Holland. You see, I'm not worried about Dave. I respect the hell out of the man. I mean to be honest with you, and he'll agree with me on this, we didn't need a fatal four way match in the WCF to determine the number one contender for the TV title. We didn't need to have a fatal four way in order to bring down the house on that particular Sunday evening. Dave and I could have easily done it just the two of us. We could have gone toe to toe in that ring and put on a hell of a match that would have been talked about in WCF history for years to come! Now don't get me wrong. I've got a lot of studying to do. You see those DVDs? (Points to a huge stack of DVDs all marked Dave Holland) Between now and up until the time that I walk out to that ring on Sunday, I'm going to watch each and every damn one of those DVDs, just so that I can see what Dave Holland is all about. I want to know everything about him. I want to know his technique. I want to know his strengths. His weaknesses. His shoe size...(ok maybe not that one). I want to know if he's got the cajones to take this match to the extreme!! I want to know if the man has the cajones to step into that ring with Johnny Craven and go all out hardcore!!!! You see Matt Parker, I AM focused.
Matt Parker: OK man. I must admit, I may have underestimated you. I didn't think you were focused, but I was wrong. I apologize. But you do need to keep your focus on Dave Holland all week long, my friend. This ain't going to be no easy match.
Johnny Craven: You underestimated me. You underestimated me? (turns to one of the cameras) Can you believe it, I hired this guy to be my manager, giving him his shot in the spotlight, and the little bastard underestimated me. (Turns back towards Matt Parker) You've got guts my friend. You see Parker, you have nothing to worry about. This Sunday will mark the debuts of two of the greatest superstars that will ever set foot in an nCw ring, that of Dave Holland and Johnny Craven. This Sunday, Dave and I will once again set foot in that same ring. Once again we will come face to face. Only this time, it will be inside of an nCw squared circle. And this time, our sights are set on the one thing we desire the most. I'm not talking about pride. I'm not talking about proving worth. I'm talking about...gold.
Matt Parker's eyes and ears light up at the sound of gold and it peaks his interest. He quickly turns his attention to catch every word that Craven speaks.
Johnny Craven: No Parker, not that kind of gold, you moron. I'm not talking about buried treasure. I'm not talking about gold bars. I'm not even talking about the infamous "Seven Cities of Gold" we learned about in our elementary school history class. I'm talking about the gold that you can only find here in nCw. I'm talking about the gold that every man, woman, child, and dog here in the nCw, yearns for the right to hold and carry. Dave Holland and I want the same thing. We yearn for the same prize here in nCw. To stand atop of the food chain as the greatest of them all. As the best in the business. As the nCw World Heavyweight Champion. You see Dave, this Sunday, you and me are going to lock up. And when that bell rings, all hell's gonna break loose. And when it's all said and done, and I whoop your little ass all over Dallas, Texas, I'm going to walk backstage, find one of the staff, and sign my damn name to the winners' bracket in the tournament for the nCw world title.
Matt Parker: Now you're talkin my friend.
Johnny Craven: Make no mistake about it Dave. You and me? We're going to rock the hell out of the nCw arena this Sunday night. But you know as well as I do that only one of us can be announced the winner, and you're looking at him. When I look at my ladder of success, and I look at the top, I see my most elite trophy case. And on that case sits the gold that I frantically search for in this business. I see the one and only reason I joined this company. That being the nCw World Heavyweight Championship. Mark my words. My gold awaits, and it's due time I come to collect.
With that, Matt Parker ushers the camera crew out of the house and sends them on their way, as the scene fades out.
Cameras Fade Out.