Post by wilberkatina on Aug 10, 2007 20:15:51 GMT -6
Wilber Katina is lifting weights as he is a little pissed off by the decisions of him facing Blaze and for the fact that Blaze is trying to have Wilber practically hand him the match, these intentions are very insulting in the mind of Wilber Katina. Wilber feels that they both should wrestle at there full potentials and not hold anything back, he sees no honor in handing over a match to someone who is unworthy. Wilber’s main goal is to become World Champion, no matter who gets in his way. He doesn’t care if he has to bull rush the whole roster just to get a crack at the gold.
Wilber: 99…100!!!
Spotter: Good job Wilber! You benched 300 lbs 100 times nonstop!
The spotter places the weights/bar back on the rack as a sweaty Wilber rises up and wipes to hard earned sweat off of his face.
Spotter: I will be back shortly, (hands a water bottle to Wilber) here, drink up, you definently need to take a break and cool off man, all that hard work is getting to you dehydrated.
Wilber begins pouring some of the cold water across his face, he then begins drinking the rest of the water at a very rapid pace. He looks at the Spotter and shakes his hand.
Wilber: Thanks man, you are a good spotter.
Spotter: No problem man, its all about the determination.
The spotter walks away and Wilber then rubs his hands back into his head.
Thinking To himself: Man, I wonder what the hell those two are doing as of right now, they both seem to be a little shaky about this match and both of them seem to be a little shady, but I do trust them both, I have known them for most, if not all, of my life. The fact is they must be intimidated even though the both of them have tremendous ring potential. I don’t think that the stable is weak for having the both of us face each other, the fact of the matter is, it was a random pick, but no matter what happens, I will always strive and become the best that I can possibly be. I want to be the best at what I do, and that’s kicking ass, lots of it to be precise!
Wilber gets up from his sitting post, and walks to the lockeroom, once in the lockeroom, he wipes his face off with his white towel and looks at himself in the mirror.
Wilber: What are your goals in life?
He wipes his hands on the mirror.
Wilber: To win it all, or to just simply compete?
Wilber looks down as he turns on the faucet, the then places his towel underneath the faucet and then wipes his face.
Wilber: Decisions are becoming a serious factor here, it will not be too long before I have to make a serious career moving choice.
Wilber then goes into the shower as the camera dims.
[END]
Wilber: 99…100!!!
Spotter: Good job Wilber! You benched 300 lbs 100 times nonstop!
The spotter places the weights/bar back on the rack as a sweaty Wilber rises up and wipes to hard earned sweat off of his face.
Spotter: I will be back shortly, (hands a water bottle to Wilber) here, drink up, you definently need to take a break and cool off man, all that hard work is getting to you dehydrated.
Wilber begins pouring some of the cold water across his face, he then begins drinking the rest of the water at a very rapid pace. He looks at the Spotter and shakes his hand.
Wilber: Thanks man, you are a good spotter.
Spotter: No problem man, its all about the determination.
The spotter walks away and Wilber then rubs his hands back into his head.
Thinking To himself: Man, I wonder what the hell those two are doing as of right now, they both seem to be a little shaky about this match and both of them seem to be a little shady, but I do trust them both, I have known them for most, if not all, of my life. The fact is they must be intimidated even though the both of them have tremendous ring potential. I don’t think that the stable is weak for having the both of us face each other, the fact of the matter is, it was a random pick, but no matter what happens, I will always strive and become the best that I can possibly be. I want to be the best at what I do, and that’s kicking ass, lots of it to be precise!
Wilber gets up from his sitting post, and walks to the lockeroom, once in the lockeroom, he wipes his face off with his white towel and looks at himself in the mirror.
Wilber: What are your goals in life?
He wipes his hands on the mirror.
Wilber: To win it all, or to just simply compete?
Wilber looks down as he turns on the faucet, the then places his towel underneath the faucet and then wipes his face.
Wilber: Decisions are becoming a serious factor here, it will not be too long before I have to make a serious career moving choice.
Wilber then goes into the shower as the camera dims.
[END]