Post by Your JESUS on Sept 12, 2008 2:31:42 GMT -4
The camera comes to life backstage in the arena prior to Overdrive. The section of the backstage area that the camera is focused on is covered with sand. In the middle of the sand pile Sabur is seated in a outdoor beach chair. Next to him in a child's lawn chair, both guy;s are wearing their signature series Affliction t-shirts, feet covered in the new tap out sandals, Eyes shaded by sunglasses. Sabur sporting a pair of Fox brand board shorts while Lil Dick is sporting the latest Sponge Bob child's swimsuit (Hey when you a midget you only have certain options). Behind the mischievous duo is a radio with the sounds of the ocean playing behind them. Just then walks up Michael Lively holding his Overdrive championship over his shoulder very proudly like any champion would be, although when he does it it seems a little bit arrogant. He is accompanied by his mother. Lively stops in his tracks, smirks at his mother as he points at the Irish Hammer and his midget.
Lively: Well...Well...if it isn't the tough luck looser, and his small dick.
Sabur then looks up at Lively.
Sabur: First off it's Lil Dick, and second....well I don't know whats second, but what do you want Mike.
Lively: Well second can be JESUS, you need to show respect, I mean seriously my journey has been great compared to you, no wins, stuck with no partner except your Lil Dick...
Sabur: Damn straight the only partner a guy can count on day after day, me and my Lil Dick are tight son..tight...he's there when I wake up, and there when the lights go off at night.
Lively: Well that is creepy..anyway..no titles, no gold, no serious push in the business, it's kind of sad Sabur that you spin your wheels and are always stuck in the mud, while I make history each and every minute that passes as the longest running Overdrive champion in APW....
Sabur: Well Mikey boy...I just might make history myself...
Lively; Oh yeah by being the man with the most tag team partners in history, I mean you up there with Bob Holly and Billy Gunn, the only difference is they won gold, and you have nothing.
Sabur: Like I said I know who I can count in in that ring, and it's me. So the run for tag gold is finished, I'm moving on up.
Lively: So you surpassing the show opener, to the mid card, nice, way to go.
Sabur then stands taking his sunglasses off, looking right into the face of Michael Lively.
Sabur: That title is nice...
Lively then holds it like he is insecure
Sabur: Easy Mike...I'm not coming after your security blanket, in fact you are half a ladder away from where I'm going...right to the top, going for the single most prestigious crown in the industry, I'm the number one contender for the world title.
Lively looks shocked at Sabur, then turns to his mother looking at her as if why didn't she tell him, then turns to walk off. Sabur puts back on his sunglasses, has a seat in his chair, then looks over at Ms. Lively.
Sabur: Hey Terri...those tits are still holding up nice, always a pleasure to the hottest cougar in APW.
Sabur then folds him arms behind his head leaning back, Lil Dick smiles at Sabur. The interview champion of APW Phil walks on the scene.
Phil: Sabur...what is all this..
Sabur: Relaxing in paradise...
Phil: Paradise...
Sabur: Yeah Phil...I mean I have to get the proper rest, and focus for my mind before the title match, I brought a little slice of paradise with me, and while everyone is out there busting their asses in the ring, I'll be back here prepping myself, enjoying the beach atmosphere.
Phil: Well I hate to break it to you, but you have a match tonight.
Sabur: I do...I didn't even bring my gear...well it looks like I'm wrestling in board shorts.
Phil: Yeah you are teaming with Streets Wilson...
Sabur: Whoa..Whoa...Wait a minute teaming up...I can't be in another tag match... (Phil nods his head yes, Sabur looks at Lil Dick who just shrugs his shoulders) me and tag team matches don't work well together...I mean I'm good with fighting whenever or wherever, or whoever, it's just that you know depending on others doesn't always seem to work well, I mean not everyone can pull their own weight, so Phil let me ask you how is this Streets Wilson...is he dependable.
Phil: Not sure, but he is tough as shoe leather, and he should do pretty well as your partner.
Sabur: So Phil. just who exactly am I tagging against.
Phil: Tonight you and Streets are taking on Iggy Ignacio and Twister.
Sabur: (Shaking his head) Wow...thats a doozy...wait a minute..if I have a match tonight....then that means I have to shoot a promo....(Standing up) So you Mr. cameraman you hold that camera, and make sure you get my left side, it's my better side, and you Phil, stand in close here hold that mic, and I'll go ahead and begin slobbering and spitting all over the place in a rant against my opponents.
The cameraman, and Phil stand there looking at Sabur who is silent. Lil Dick looks up, and smiles as Sabur says nothing.
Phil: Sabur..uhh....
Sabur: Shoosh!!!
Phil: Why are we being quiet.
Sabur: I'm not sure, I'm just trying to think of something cool to say toward my opponents, but right now I'm drawing a blank, so maybe you came back in a few moments, and I'll be ready to go.
Phil and his cameraman back up down the hall. Sabur then motions for them to go around the corner to wait. They then move out of sight, and wait patiently. About five minutes go by, and Phil and his cameraman then decide to walk back over to see if Sabur is ready. They walk over to the homemade beach scene only to find Lil Dick sitting in the chair drinking a pina colada.
Phil: Alright Lil Dick is he ready.
Lil Dick: Yeah he said he'll be right back.
Phil: Where did he go
Lil Dick just shrugs his shoulders, and sips his drink. Then the PA system rings out the Deftones signaling that Sabur is heading to the ring, Phil looks at the cameraman, then at Lil Dick.
Phil: He's cutting a promo in the ring isn't he. (Lil Dick nods yes, and Phil turns back toward the cameraman) Looks like we lost another one.
The camera then cuts to the ring, and Sabur has just entered the ring. Still wearing his board shorts, he grabs a mic and begins his prom for the fans.
Sabur: What up...So I just left the beach cause apparently... I'm scheduled for action tonight.
The fans pop for the fact Sabur is in action
Sabur: So lets get this...I'm in atag match...
The fans boo knowing Sabur's history with tag matches
Sabur: I know...I don't like it either, when it comes to the Human Wrecking Machine...my odds in tag competition aren't very good, but hey..I'm here, and ready to fuck someone up..
The fans cheer
Sabur: And it just so happens that in the match I have an opportunity to square up with my opponent for the World title...the infamous Twister...
The fans cheer at the thought of Sabur and Twister going at it
Sabur: Easy now (Calming the fans down with a motion from his hand) Now I don't have too many bad things to say about Twister..you know his name has been made in this business before I started, so the fact that he waltzed in here and was handed the world on a silver platter doesn't surprise me..I mean these things happen all the time in wrestling...doesn't it offend me...well lets just say Twister doesn't offend me, the ones who hand others the world when future legends are setting under their noses. So Twister was offered the world, and failed, then found success in the form of the Xtreme title, and the a shocker, he stepped up and dethroned the Doctor. So congrats to Twister on his winning the World title, congrats on him making history by becoming the first double champion. As for tonight he had better be prepared for the Irish Hammer, I'm in the match, and I'm not sure about my partner, although it makes no difference to me, at one point or another you will see exactly how I operate. You will feel my power, and witness my ability. I'm looking forward to my huge opportunity, but can no think about that just yet, once more I must face my toughest challenge...the element of tag team.
Sabur pauses a moment, then continues on
Sabur: Now Twister has a partner in Iggy the Iguana, and me who knows if I ever have a partner, if so great , but you wont find me holding my breath. Iggy the Iguana, from what I have seen from this guy so far I like...I mean he's a fun loving guy trying always to get the attention of fine looking ladies. Well I myself love to have a fun time, and also love the looks of the gorgeous women here in APW. But tonight there will be no fun, the ring isn't a place for fun when that bell rings, and there will be no hot senoritas in here, just four men, two teams trying to take out the other. So this match is one of importance, it would send me and my partner into a huge force of momentum for our respective title shots. Like always my hands are full, and I'm not relying on anyone else tonight, my chips are placed solely on me, the bet , and responsibility rest on these big shoulders. Twister and Iggy are talented, quick, skilled, and dangerous opponents...and trust me when I say I take no man or women lightly. I may be a house of muscle, and a ball of talent, but I have learned anything can happen in this business. Well tonight anything may just happen tonight...and anything may just be in the form of the House of Pain....tonight won't be the most impressive tag team match you have ever seen, it won't be the prettiest match, or even be remembered for nominee for match of the year, but it surely will be a match of impact, and explosive situation, kind of a testing ground if you will for what is to come. While I stand by the fact that I have nothing bad to say about my opponents on this evening, or will I guarantee a victory, but the promise I can give is...Iggy if you are matched up with me, I may just hit you so hard you'll think you've been attacked by the worm, you brain will scramble in such a manor you'll be hitting on Streets Wilson before the match ends. Twister my focus is clear, my mission has been assigned, and tonight it is solely to introduce you to your next opponent, your next title defense, and give you the invitation to the House of Pain. I may not walk out with you belt, or tonight with the win, but once it's all over with you will realize you have been at the House...and the Pain will be on your face. See you guy's in the ring later...oh and to Streets I really don't know you, and you don't know me...but the days of my partners screwing me over are long gone, people will be held acoutable...so remember that tonight...you do your damn job, and I'll do my like always...
Sabur then throws his hands in the air to the response of the crowd who cheers for the man cow. Sabur exits the ring, then looks like he has remembered something. Sabur holds the mic up to talk, the mic isn't live anymore. Sabur taps it a few times, and the production crew turns it live for the audience in attendance although the show has gone to commercial for those viewing at home.
Sabur: Hey I almost forgot...you people will be pleased to know just as I was when the announcement was made...later on you people will be blessed with the pleasure of a return...the return...if you thought Twister coming back was something special...this return takes a shit on that...it's been one I have been waiting for...the return of the cane wielding, leather jacket wearing, never say die, brutal bastard....the one and only Career Killer...the Excellence of Extreme...Trevor Mother Fucking Blackwell...so show him some god damn love cause he's back stage right now...and can hear you people marking out for him right now.
The fans explode for the return of a legend. Sabur smiles, then drops the mic, turns, and slaps fives with the fans as he walks up the ramp to get ready for his match later.
Lively: Well...Well...if it isn't the tough luck looser, and his small dick.
Sabur then looks up at Lively.
Sabur: First off it's Lil Dick, and second....well I don't know whats second, but what do you want Mike.
Lively: Well second can be JESUS, you need to show respect, I mean seriously my journey has been great compared to you, no wins, stuck with no partner except your Lil Dick...
Sabur: Damn straight the only partner a guy can count on day after day, me and my Lil Dick are tight son..tight...he's there when I wake up, and there when the lights go off at night.
Lively: Well that is creepy..anyway..no titles, no gold, no serious push in the business, it's kind of sad Sabur that you spin your wheels and are always stuck in the mud, while I make history each and every minute that passes as the longest running Overdrive champion in APW....
Sabur: Well Mikey boy...I just might make history myself...
Lively; Oh yeah by being the man with the most tag team partners in history, I mean you up there with Bob Holly and Billy Gunn, the only difference is they won gold, and you have nothing.
Sabur: Like I said I know who I can count in in that ring, and it's me. So the run for tag gold is finished, I'm moving on up.
Lively: So you surpassing the show opener, to the mid card, nice, way to go.
Sabur then stands taking his sunglasses off, looking right into the face of Michael Lively.
Sabur: That title is nice...
Lively then holds it like he is insecure
Sabur: Easy Mike...I'm not coming after your security blanket, in fact you are half a ladder away from where I'm going...right to the top, going for the single most prestigious crown in the industry, I'm the number one contender for the world title.
Lively looks shocked at Sabur, then turns to his mother looking at her as if why didn't she tell him, then turns to walk off. Sabur puts back on his sunglasses, has a seat in his chair, then looks over at Ms. Lively.
Sabur: Hey Terri...those tits are still holding up nice, always a pleasure to the hottest cougar in APW.
Sabur then folds him arms behind his head leaning back, Lil Dick smiles at Sabur. The interview champion of APW Phil walks on the scene.
Phil: Sabur...what is all this..
Sabur: Relaxing in paradise...
Phil: Paradise...
Sabur: Yeah Phil...I mean I have to get the proper rest, and focus for my mind before the title match, I brought a little slice of paradise with me, and while everyone is out there busting their asses in the ring, I'll be back here prepping myself, enjoying the beach atmosphere.
Phil: Well I hate to break it to you, but you have a match tonight.
Sabur: I do...I didn't even bring my gear...well it looks like I'm wrestling in board shorts.
Phil: Yeah you are teaming with Streets Wilson...
Sabur: Whoa..Whoa...Wait a minute teaming up...I can't be in another tag match... (Phil nods his head yes, Sabur looks at Lil Dick who just shrugs his shoulders) me and tag team matches don't work well together...I mean I'm good with fighting whenever or wherever, or whoever, it's just that you know depending on others doesn't always seem to work well, I mean not everyone can pull their own weight, so Phil let me ask you how is this Streets Wilson...is he dependable.
Phil: Not sure, but he is tough as shoe leather, and he should do pretty well as your partner.
Sabur: So Phil. just who exactly am I tagging against.
Phil: Tonight you and Streets are taking on Iggy Ignacio and Twister.
Sabur: (Shaking his head) Wow...thats a doozy...wait a minute..if I have a match tonight....then that means I have to shoot a promo....(Standing up) So you Mr. cameraman you hold that camera, and make sure you get my left side, it's my better side, and you Phil, stand in close here hold that mic, and I'll go ahead and begin slobbering and spitting all over the place in a rant against my opponents.
The cameraman, and Phil stand there looking at Sabur who is silent. Lil Dick looks up, and smiles as Sabur says nothing.
Phil: Sabur..uhh....
Sabur: Shoosh!!!
Phil: Why are we being quiet.
Sabur: I'm not sure, I'm just trying to think of something cool to say toward my opponents, but right now I'm drawing a blank, so maybe you came back in a few moments, and I'll be ready to go.
Phil and his cameraman back up down the hall. Sabur then motions for them to go around the corner to wait. They then move out of sight, and wait patiently. About five minutes go by, and Phil and his cameraman then decide to walk back over to see if Sabur is ready. They walk over to the homemade beach scene only to find Lil Dick sitting in the chair drinking a pina colada.
Phil: Alright Lil Dick is he ready.
Lil Dick: Yeah he said he'll be right back.
Phil: Where did he go
Lil Dick just shrugs his shoulders, and sips his drink. Then the PA system rings out the Deftones signaling that Sabur is heading to the ring, Phil looks at the cameraman, then at Lil Dick.
Phil: He's cutting a promo in the ring isn't he. (Lil Dick nods yes, and Phil turns back toward the cameraman) Looks like we lost another one.
The camera then cuts to the ring, and Sabur has just entered the ring. Still wearing his board shorts, he grabs a mic and begins his prom for the fans.
Sabur: What up...So I just left the beach cause apparently... I'm scheduled for action tonight.
The fans pop for the fact Sabur is in action
Sabur: So lets get this...I'm in atag match...
The fans boo knowing Sabur's history with tag matches
Sabur: I know...I don't like it either, when it comes to the Human Wrecking Machine...my odds in tag competition aren't very good, but hey..I'm here, and ready to fuck someone up..
The fans cheer
Sabur: And it just so happens that in the match I have an opportunity to square up with my opponent for the World title...the infamous Twister...
The fans cheer at the thought of Sabur and Twister going at it
Sabur: Easy now (Calming the fans down with a motion from his hand) Now I don't have too many bad things to say about Twister..you know his name has been made in this business before I started, so the fact that he waltzed in here and was handed the world on a silver platter doesn't surprise me..I mean these things happen all the time in wrestling...doesn't it offend me...well lets just say Twister doesn't offend me, the ones who hand others the world when future legends are setting under their noses. So Twister was offered the world, and failed, then found success in the form of the Xtreme title, and the a shocker, he stepped up and dethroned the Doctor. So congrats to Twister on his winning the World title, congrats on him making history by becoming the first double champion. As for tonight he had better be prepared for the Irish Hammer, I'm in the match, and I'm not sure about my partner, although it makes no difference to me, at one point or another you will see exactly how I operate. You will feel my power, and witness my ability. I'm looking forward to my huge opportunity, but can no think about that just yet, once more I must face my toughest challenge...the element of tag team.
Sabur pauses a moment, then continues on
Sabur: Now Twister has a partner in Iggy the Iguana, and me who knows if I ever have a partner, if so great , but you wont find me holding my breath. Iggy the Iguana, from what I have seen from this guy so far I like...I mean he's a fun loving guy trying always to get the attention of fine looking ladies. Well I myself love to have a fun time, and also love the looks of the gorgeous women here in APW. But tonight there will be no fun, the ring isn't a place for fun when that bell rings, and there will be no hot senoritas in here, just four men, two teams trying to take out the other. So this match is one of importance, it would send me and my partner into a huge force of momentum for our respective title shots. Like always my hands are full, and I'm not relying on anyone else tonight, my chips are placed solely on me, the bet , and responsibility rest on these big shoulders. Twister and Iggy are talented, quick, skilled, and dangerous opponents...and trust me when I say I take no man or women lightly. I may be a house of muscle, and a ball of talent, but I have learned anything can happen in this business. Well tonight anything may just happen tonight...and anything may just be in the form of the House of Pain....tonight won't be the most impressive tag team match you have ever seen, it won't be the prettiest match, or even be remembered for nominee for match of the year, but it surely will be a match of impact, and explosive situation, kind of a testing ground if you will for what is to come. While I stand by the fact that I have nothing bad to say about my opponents on this evening, or will I guarantee a victory, but the promise I can give is...Iggy if you are matched up with me, I may just hit you so hard you'll think you've been attacked by the worm, you brain will scramble in such a manor you'll be hitting on Streets Wilson before the match ends. Twister my focus is clear, my mission has been assigned, and tonight it is solely to introduce you to your next opponent, your next title defense, and give you the invitation to the House of Pain. I may not walk out with you belt, or tonight with the win, but once it's all over with you will realize you have been at the House...and the Pain will be on your face. See you guy's in the ring later...oh and to Streets I really don't know you, and you don't know me...but the days of my partners screwing me over are long gone, people will be held acoutable...so remember that tonight...you do your damn job, and I'll do my like always...
Sabur then throws his hands in the air to the response of the crowd who cheers for the man cow. Sabur exits the ring, then looks like he has remembered something. Sabur holds the mic up to talk, the mic isn't live anymore. Sabur taps it a few times, and the production crew turns it live for the audience in attendance although the show has gone to commercial for those viewing at home.
Sabur: Hey I almost forgot...you people will be pleased to know just as I was when the announcement was made...later on you people will be blessed with the pleasure of a return...the return...if you thought Twister coming back was something special...this return takes a shit on that...it's been one I have been waiting for...the return of the cane wielding, leather jacket wearing, never say die, brutal bastard....the one and only Career Killer...the Excellence of Extreme...Trevor Mother Fucking Blackwell...so show him some god damn love cause he's back stage right now...and can hear you people marking out for him right now.
The fans explode for the return of a legend. Sabur smiles, then drops the mic, turns, and slaps fives with the fans as he walks up the ramp to get ready for his match later.
