Post by "The Expert" Bob Grenier on Feb 14, 2009 13:52:36 GMT -6
(Tomorrow Night, an Hour North of Bob's hometown, ncw will invade the Air Canada Center. Two men will legally be aloud to rip each other apart, to the delight of the fans. The line will be crossed and blood will spill.)
(The Expert and company are sitting at the kitchen table of his home, it's mid Saturday afternoon. Before them are a bag of Marijuana and 4 cases of Molson XXX.)
Bob: Tonight, We put aside the Marijuana and beer, and we get real. This Sunday will be a bloodbath, and I realize in this moment, being clear headed is the only way to go about this.
TB: Word!
Bob: I will terrorize that man. I will scalp him, make him suffer and put him out of commission. This is real say, this isn't just cheap talk anymore. The line has been drawn in blood. Last week was just the beginning, Handcuffing Evil to the ropes and beating him with a police baton was the beginning of the end for Mr. Evil. There's no way in hell, I'm gonna let that gimmick heavy son of a bitch one up me. He's so one dimensional, and that one dimension, is barbed wire. He has never done anything to make me say Wow. He's never done anything to make me stand up and applaud. He's walking dead, and I'm bringing the damn body bag.
Dan Frasor: You seem confident. I love it. The sky is the limit boss. After this Sunday, We're going places we never thought imaginable. It's possible to fail in many ways, while succeeding is only possible one way. You gotta be the best you can be.
MLM: Men are Born to succeed, not fail. Henry David Thoreau said that.
(They look at Mike with wide eyes, as for the first time in recent memory he has said something remotely intelligent.)
Bob: This Sunday night, I will be the man I wanna be, I will get everything that I wanna have. The only thing standing in my way, are Mark Evil and barbed wire. But Like I've said. I will adapt, for one night I will play his game, and I will dominate.
MLM: We gonna be throwin Marky Mark up da hot-box son. Might wrap me a couple 40 bottles in barbed wire, take a chunk of that son of a bitch home with me.
Bob: Boy's We haven't smoked or drank all week. But I'm under the influence. I'm under the influence of anger. It pisses me off to see Mark Evil, in all his f*****g glory, getting the TV time, Pisses me off that a guy like Mark Evil even has a job. There's no skill to him, he's a fake ass Millionaire. Just get's money handed to him. Extorts it. Whereas I ****ing Work. I have this wrestling thing, and 4-5 other ventures. I made my money legally, and he get's the glory. I'm taking everything he has. Breaking his spirit. I'm working hard to get my fill. Everybody just wants a thrill,were rolling the dice one time, One will win, One will lose..but this movie never ends it goes on and on and on.
Dan: Did you just quote Journey?
Bob: If I did?
Dan: I'd say nice, Journey ****ing rocks. Don't Stop Believing boss.
Bob: They do. I think I have a man crush on Steve Perry to be honest with you.
Mike: Wow...
(There is a weird moment of silence)
Bob: After this Sunday, nCw will realize I'm the star. I'm bankable. f**k Jack Hammond. F**k Joe Everyman. F**k Frostbyte. Xavier Williams and The Ace can kiss my ass. AOTR can blow me, and The Resistance can too. In my country, an hour north of my hometown, They will not take my glory. It's my limelight now, Sunday is my time. An Impact is on the horizon. In protest of my match being on Wired. I think I'm going to interfere in every match. Terrorize the whole damn PPV. I'm gonna give the people what they want, The Hometown Boy. The Barbed Wire Rope Match is the main event.
(The Expert stands up, looking peckish he goes to his fridge and takes a slam from a 2 litre of Coca-Cola and sits back down)
Bob: When this is done, When my mission on Sunday is complete, anticipate Movie Deals, My Rap CD, Anticipate more millions, more broads, more love from the audience. I want it all and I'm taking it all. You'll one day see me on the Silver screen, across from the greats like Tom Hanks and Morgan Freeman. You'll see my album sales, Triple, Quadruple the totals of Eminem and Kanye West. We are going mainstream boy's, but first we must rip and kill. I will hold every belt this company has, at the same time. Believe that.
MLM: Can me and TB have the tag titles?
TB: We'll come up with a good team name and everything boss!
Bob: Any way you want it boys.
Dan: Again with the Journey?
Bob: Leave me alone.
(He lowers his head, and looks at his crew. He looks back up and tears open a case of XXX. He chugs 3 beers and the rest of the posse follows his leads, he rolls a blunt and proceeds to light up)
Bob: I know I said No, But I just can't resist. This is who I am. I will not change for anybody. They will change for me. I'm gonna open up the mind of everybody on the damn roster. I will set them free. They will see things Sunday night, that they are not expecting. They will see a reckless Expert. They will see and dangerous and violent Expert. They will see championship material. They will see additions to my growing highlight reel. I'm gonna keep living this high life. The sun will shine a little brighter, the birds will sing a little louder and pretty girls will smile a little longer when I'm done.
(He passes the dutch to the left hand side and keeps yammering on.)
Bob: I'm on a higher level than any of these chumps that step into the ncw ring. I will reign supreme.
MLM: The Double will be ballllllllllin outta control yo. Might have to start carrying a gun.
Dan: Ever think of Expansion Bobby G?
Bob: Outside Addition? Yes I have. I have to be brutally honest. Kristoff Liam Bates has skills. He's got a sort of "it" factor. We have had words, I've said some things I'm not proud of. We're just a couple of rookies. I will campaign for him to join us, for the simple fact he is a slightly better wrestler than me. I kind of dig him, took losing to him twice to realize that. He would make a decent tag team partner. He could join The Double E and help me, and us make an impact. Let's enter the Stable War.
Dan: Brilliant. I'll make a call.
Bob: Ya know, Ive been runnin down this dusty road and wheel in the sky keeps on turnin,I don't know where I'll be tomorrow.
Dan: Give it up. Journey is not that great.
Bob: Take that back pal!
Dan: Yeah, they are pretty awesome. I'm sorry.
Bob: Good, So let's just really focus on the task at hand, which is destruction. In this situation. Viewer Discretion is truly advised. Parents better put the kids to bed, because it's gonna be a gore fest. I hope you guy's are prepared, because you'll be in the mix. Expect to get cut up a little. I've never done this myself, but they say It'll make a real man out of you. This war will be won, and then we move to the next. If I do get pinned, If I lose, I'm still gonna get paid, Still gonna have all this, Still gonna talk my ****. I'm gonna keep on putting my pants on 2 legs at a time, just to stand out and be different from everybody else, thats what Experts do. Let's roll thick into the Air Canada Center. Let's bang some heads.
MLM: I need to crack me a skull or a collarbone.
TB: Legs, I'm a leg breakin' African American.
Dan: I'll stand by and watch thank you.
Bob: The hell you will. I'll hit you with a barbed wire bat myself. I'm begging you to get involved, 3 on 1. Think of it as a team building excercise.
(He just nods his head. February 15th is Bloody Sunday. Mark Evil is doomed. He's on a midnight train going nowhere.)
Bob: Let the good times roll.....
(They continue to sit at the table a short time, and then leave the scene of the crime. In Bob's bad ass Ford Truck they speed down the street and to an exit. Seems they are headed down the 401.)
(The Expert and company are sitting at the kitchen table of his home, it's mid Saturday afternoon. Before them are a bag of Marijuana and 4 cases of Molson XXX.)
Bob: Tonight, We put aside the Marijuana and beer, and we get real. This Sunday will be a bloodbath, and I realize in this moment, being clear headed is the only way to go about this.
TB: Word!
Bob: I will terrorize that man. I will scalp him, make him suffer and put him out of commission. This is real say, this isn't just cheap talk anymore. The line has been drawn in blood. Last week was just the beginning, Handcuffing Evil to the ropes and beating him with a police baton was the beginning of the end for Mr. Evil. There's no way in hell, I'm gonna let that gimmick heavy son of a bitch one up me. He's so one dimensional, and that one dimension, is barbed wire. He has never done anything to make me say Wow. He's never done anything to make me stand up and applaud. He's walking dead, and I'm bringing the damn body bag.
Dan Frasor: You seem confident. I love it. The sky is the limit boss. After this Sunday, We're going places we never thought imaginable. It's possible to fail in many ways, while succeeding is only possible one way. You gotta be the best you can be.
MLM: Men are Born to succeed, not fail. Henry David Thoreau said that.
(They look at Mike with wide eyes, as for the first time in recent memory he has said something remotely intelligent.)
Bob: This Sunday night, I will be the man I wanna be, I will get everything that I wanna have. The only thing standing in my way, are Mark Evil and barbed wire. But Like I've said. I will adapt, for one night I will play his game, and I will dominate.
MLM: We gonna be throwin Marky Mark up da hot-box son. Might wrap me a couple 40 bottles in barbed wire, take a chunk of that son of a bitch home with me.
Bob: Boy's We haven't smoked or drank all week. But I'm under the influence. I'm under the influence of anger. It pisses me off to see Mark Evil, in all his f*****g glory, getting the TV time, Pisses me off that a guy like Mark Evil even has a job. There's no skill to him, he's a fake ass Millionaire. Just get's money handed to him. Extorts it. Whereas I ****ing Work. I have this wrestling thing, and 4-5 other ventures. I made my money legally, and he get's the glory. I'm taking everything he has. Breaking his spirit. I'm working hard to get my fill. Everybody just wants a thrill,were rolling the dice one time, One will win, One will lose..but this movie never ends it goes on and on and on.
Dan: Did you just quote Journey?
Bob: If I did?
Dan: I'd say nice, Journey ****ing rocks. Don't Stop Believing boss.
Bob: They do. I think I have a man crush on Steve Perry to be honest with you.
Mike: Wow...
(There is a weird moment of silence)
Bob: After this Sunday, nCw will realize I'm the star. I'm bankable. f**k Jack Hammond. F**k Joe Everyman. F**k Frostbyte. Xavier Williams and The Ace can kiss my ass. AOTR can blow me, and The Resistance can too. In my country, an hour north of my hometown, They will not take my glory. It's my limelight now, Sunday is my time. An Impact is on the horizon. In protest of my match being on Wired. I think I'm going to interfere in every match. Terrorize the whole damn PPV. I'm gonna give the people what they want, The Hometown Boy. The Barbed Wire Rope Match is the main event.
(The Expert stands up, looking peckish he goes to his fridge and takes a slam from a 2 litre of Coca-Cola and sits back down)
Bob: When this is done, When my mission on Sunday is complete, anticipate Movie Deals, My Rap CD, Anticipate more millions, more broads, more love from the audience. I want it all and I'm taking it all. You'll one day see me on the Silver screen, across from the greats like Tom Hanks and Morgan Freeman. You'll see my album sales, Triple, Quadruple the totals of Eminem and Kanye West. We are going mainstream boy's, but first we must rip and kill. I will hold every belt this company has, at the same time. Believe that.
MLM: Can me and TB have the tag titles?
TB: We'll come up with a good team name and everything boss!
Bob: Any way you want it boys.
Dan: Again with the Journey?
Bob: Leave me alone.
(He lowers his head, and looks at his crew. He looks back up and tears open a case of XXX. He chugs 3 beers and the rest of the posse follows his leads, he rolls a blunt and proceeds to light up)
Bob: I know I said No, But I just can't resist. This is who I am. I will not change for anybody. They will change for me. I'm gonna open up the mind of everybody on the damn roster. I will set them free. They will see things Sunday night, that they are not expecting. They will see a reckless Expert. They will see and dangerous and violent Expert. They will see championship material. They will see additions to my growing highlight reel. I'm gonna keep living this high life. The sun will shine a little brighter, the birds will sing a little louder and pretty girls will smile a little longer when I'm done.
(He passes the dutch to the left hand side and keeps yammering on.)
Bob: I'm on a higher level than any of these chumps that step into the ncw ring. I will reign supreme.
MLM: The Double will be ballllllllllin outta control yo. Might have to start carrying a gun.
Dan: Ever think of Expansion Bobby G?
Bob: Outside Addition? Yes I have. I have to be brutally honest. Kristoff Liam Bates has skills. He's got a sort of "it" factor. We have had words, I've said some things I'm not proud of. We're just a couple of rookies. I will campaign for him to join us, for the simple fact he is a slightly better wrestler than me. I kind of dig him, took losing to him twice to realize that. He would make a decent tag team partner. He could join The Double E and help me, and us make an impact. Let's enter the Stable War.
Dan: Brilliant. I'll make a call.
Bob: Ya know, Ive been runnin down this dusty road and wheel in the sky keeps on turnin,I don't know where I'll be tomorrow.
Dan: Give it up. Journey is not that great.
Bob: Take that back pal!
Dan: Yeah, they are pretty awesome. I'm sorry.
Bob: Good, So let's just really focus on the task at hand, which is destruction. In this situation. Viewer Discretion is truly advised. Parents better put the kids to bed, because it's gonna be a gore fest. I hope you guy's are prepared, because you'll be in the mix. Expect to get cut up a little. I've never done this myself, but they say It'll make a real man out of you. This war will be won, and then we move to the next. If I do get pinned, If I lose, I'm still gonna get paid, Still gonna have all this, Still gonna talk my ****. I'm gonna keep on putting my pants on 2 legs at a time, just to stand out and be different from everybody else, thats what Experts do. Let's roll thick into the Air Canada Center. Let's bang some heads.
MLM: I need to crack me a skull or a collarbone.
TB: Legs, I'm a leg breakin' African American.
Dan: I'll stand by and watch thank you.
Bob: The hell you will. I'll hit you with a barbed wire bat myself. I'm begging you to get involved, 3 on 1. Think of it as a team building excercise.
(He just nods his head. February 15th is Bloody Sunday. Mark Evil is doomed. He's on a midnight train going nowhere.)
Bob: Let the good times roll.....
(They continue to sit at the table a short time, and then leave the scene of the crime. In Bob's bad ass Ford Truck they speed down the street and to an exit. Seems they are headed down the 401.)