Post by K. Williams on Jul 13, 2009 23:19:36 GMT -5
(The scene opens with the sound of air brakes releasing. "Station stop 3" rings over the intercom as the masses shuffle on or off. The bell goes off and the doors close back, as the Sub Way starts back on down the line. Then you see him.. Williams, with a far off look in his eyes. He looks from side to side. See's the working girl on her way home. This late? Rough life to be getting home at 3am. You can see the worry in her eyes. Will I make safe it says? Does it even matter. Williams checks the time on his cell phone.)
KW: Don't even know why I carry the thing. Just a nuisence.
(The train comes to the next stop, and you begin to wonder how long has he been riding?)
KW: I was facinated with trains as a little boy. These big monsters of steel chugging on down the line. Taking what and whomever to the next stop. It's such a mind clearing. The train has nothing to worry about. Just has to follow the rails. No choices to make, no responsibilities. Just a set path ahead for it.
(The lights reflect in from the tunnel and lights up the car more, then quickly receding creating a flashing effect.)
KW: That rugged simplicty. If only...
(Next stop. Still he stays.)
KW: I have to be honest with you. I don't even know my opponents name for the anniversary show. Trent? Trevor? No, there is a Trent, but he's not against me. It doesn't really matter I suppose. Just another body. It's not that I don't train, I do. It's habit you could say. Some sense of normalcy the Dr's call it. Just take your medication Kevin, and keep your good habits. Good habits.. HA! Who is he to know whats good for me? Is it good for me to get dropped on my head by Steele? No. Did I do it anyway? Yes. They are all quacks anyway.
I guess after four years I could expect no less than what happened. Having watched the tape I must say I did pretty good. I figured going in it would be 2 minutes before I was beatin. Thats positive reinforcement for you eh Dr. Anderson? Little advice.. don't bother with them. You can fix things on your own. Go on a little sabbatical to the Mountains for a few months, come back
because it's not working. Then you get the call.. come back to wrestling? Should I? It was the last place things were good. Maybe it will help me in the long run?
(Less and less people remain as they reach their final stops. Some look at this man with the graying hair, and the four day beard and feel sorrow. Sympathy even.)
KW: So I came back. My triumphant return! Only to look at the lights as the ref raises Steve's arm. Fine. I can deal. Not my first loss, and I know it won't be my last. Listen to me.. I KNOW it won't be my last. Shameful. I was the longest reigning... No. No one cares about past accolades. You can't live in the past. So let's look to the future. Try to get this right. So listen.. who ever you are. You know, I don't know your name, so I'll just call you Jim. You know Jim. I only gave myself 2 minutes against Steve.. but you, I'll give you 5 minutes to beat me. That's called gaining confidence in your abilities.
Ha. Ha! I got a long way to go. Things didn't work out last time. But this is the big time, and we all know I fail to deliver at the big time. No, thats not right. This is the big show, the annivesary of the CWR. Classic Wrestling Revival. The only thing I was ever good at, wrestling. Not fancy top rope offense or lifting eight guys and a buick on a bad day power moves. Wrestling. The name of the place is revival. Maybe I can revive my career. If not, I can live with that. I had a good run. But maybe if by some miracle I can beat you, I will get back to who I am. A step closer to finding the moment that changed me. Made me this pessimistic loser.
You wanna know the worst part Jim? The worst part is I know who I used to be, what I used to be. And to look at me now.. it's a mind numbing life Jim. And even if I don't learn anything or change. I can at least take some of it out on you. I can learn, and change, and beat on you some.
Talk about being all over the map. I'm a mess. And hopefully Jim, you will be too. Oh and I mean damn, that's old school. See you at the show.
KW: Don't even know why I carry the thing. Just a nuisence.
(The train comes to the next stop, and you begin to wonder how long has he been riding?)
KW: I was facinated with trains as a little boy. These big monsters of steel chugging on down the line. Taking what and whomever to the next stop. It's such a mind clearing. The train has nothing to worry about. Just has to follow the rails. No choices to make, no responsibilities. Just a set path ahead for it.
(The lights reflect in from the tunnel and lights up the car more, then quickly receding creating a flashing effect.)
KW: That rugged simplicty. If only...
(Next stop. Still he stays.)
KW: I have to be honest with you. I don't even know my opponents name for the anniversary show. Trent? Trevor? No, there is a Trent, but he's not against me. It doesn't really matter I suppose. Just another body. It's not that I don't train, I do. It's habit you could say. Some sense of normalcy the Dr's call it. Just take your medication Kevin, and keep your good habits. Good habits.. HA! Who is he to know whats good for me? Is it good for me to get dropped on my head by Steele? No. Did I do it anyway? Yes. They are all quacks anyway.
I guess after four years I could expect no less than what happened. Having watched the tape I must say I did pretty good. I figured going in it would be 2 minutes before I was beatin. Thats positive reinforcement for you eh Dr. Anderson? Little advice.. don't bother with them. You can fix things on your own. Go on a little sabbatical to the Mountains for a few months, come back
because it's not working. Then you get the call.. come back to wrestling? Should I? It was the last place things were good. Maybe it will help me in the long run?
(Less and less people remain as they reach their final stops. Some look at this man with the graying hair, and the four day beard and feel sorrow. Sympathy even.)
KW: So I came back. My triumphant return! Only to look at the lights as the ref raises Steve's arm. Fine. I can deal. Not my first loss, and I know it won't be my last. Listen to me.. I KNOW it won't be my last. Shameful. I was the longest reigning... No. No one cares about past accolades. You can't live in the past. So let's look to the future. Try to get this right. So listen.. who ever you are. You know, I don't know your name, so I'll just call you Jim. You know Jim. I only gave myself 2 minutes against Steve.. but you, I'll give you 5 minutes to beat me. That's called gaining confidence in your abilities.
Ha. Ha! I got a long way to go. Things didn't work out last time. But this is the big time, and we all know I fail to deliver at the big time. No, thats not right. This is the big show, the annivesary of the CWR. Classic Wrestling Revival. The only thing I was ever good at, wrestling. Not fancy top rope offense or lifting eight guys and a buick on a bad day power moves. Wrestling. The name of the place is revival. Maybe I can revive my career. If not, I can live with that. I had a good run. But maybe if by some miracle I can beat you, I will get back to who I am. A step closer to finding the moment that changed me. Made me this pessimistic loser.
You wanna know the worst part Jim? The worst part is I know who I used to be, what I used to be. And to look at me now.. it's a mind numbing life Jim. And even if I don't learn anything or change. I can at least take some of it out on you. I can learn, and change, and beat on you some.
Talk about being all over the map. I'm a mess. And hopefully Jim, you will be too. Oh and I mean damn, that's old school. See you at the show.