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Woody Driver
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[Click! The camera speed slowly but surely picks up, and the initial scene is quite clear. It's a nice, bright, sunny day out. Woody Driver sits outside a nice, Club House. He is shaded by the building, and surrounding trees. He is drinking a lemonade, and enjoying the nice breeze that is flowing through his hair. Suddenly, Prescott pops into the scene. He is walking out of the building, towards Woody. Prescott drops something off, and the two men exchange words. Prescott yells something over his shoulder to Woody, as he goes back inside the Club House. At this point, the camera man zooms in on Woody, who begins to speak]
Woody Driver: "Is it really worth it, Sazuka?"
[Woody Driver shakes his head, with a bitter chuckle following]
Woody Driver: "Is it worth it, to make those bitter, immature, ignorant remarks just so you can get some Television Time? I mean, come on man you aren't following the guidelines here...."
[Woody pauses, and then shakes his head]
Woody Driver: "Well, that's a different story. The bottom line is that because of your ignorant comments, I am going to unleash a beating upon you, and your valet as you like to call her. I mean, your joke got old real fast. What in god's earth does homosexuality have to do with me? Just because I have a Caddy that also happens to be my best friend, and only a friend. Don't go making wrong assumptions, they just might come back and nip you."
[Prescott comes hurdling out of the Club House once more. He has a cigar in his mouth, as he sits down on a chair, at Woody's table.]
Prescott: "Sazuka, save the crap for after the match, I mean that last interview of yours got out of hand, enough said. It would appear as though the opponents of my undefeated wrestler also have some heat for me, as well."
Woody Driver: "Yes, I have realized that. Sazuka, the bottom line is that I beat you. And I beat you with out interference, may I remind you. Let's face it, you lost, accept that fact. Some people have lives, and have to jam things in. Against you, I had to jam a two interviews in, big deal? The match was already won, I was the victor. If you can't accept that fact, and if you can't mature, then I am sorry, I will have nothing to do with you. Not only is the extreme title vacant, but after the match, there will another vacancy. Your spot on the roster will be vacant, because I have some crucial intentions aimed at you, and quite frankly, there is not one darn thing you can do to avoid them."
[Woody Driver takes sip of his lemonade, and looks around the area]
Woody Driver: "Ah, it's quite nice outside. Sazuka, is it really worth it to conduct hour long interviews that basically say, 'Woody Driver, you're gay, and I'm gonna whoop your beep!' ? Is there really a point to that. Or, how about you Smasher? Is there really a point in contradicting yourself in a two hour time span. You basically say something different every weekend, every day. Stop feeding these people bull shit!"
Prescott: "Oh my goodness, Woody, you swore!"
[The two men share a brief chuckle]
Woody Driver: "Smasher, you know that match against me was important, do not even deny that fact. Every single match is important, including this match, where I win the extreme title. You keep stating the fact that in your own mind, you have the ability to become the World Champion. Well, what kind of a Champion says that one little loss isn't important? Little losses add up to more little losses, and pretty soon you've got a whole pile of losses. Just ask Shawn Chase about that, or Dysan, or for pete's sake, EOE! They all know the agony of defeat, and as they look back at the beginning of TWW, they realize how important every single match was! I don't know about you, Prescott, and the rest of the TWW fan world, but Sazuka and Smasher just don't seem like champions to me. We'll find out though, won't we. The only way to find out is at Mind Games, be sure to tune in, this will be talked about for many years to come, as the birth of a champion takes place. The birth of Woody Driver, gaining the precious Extreme Title!"
[Prescott yells out, "Cheers!!" as the camera screen fades to black!] |
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