Post by Your JESUS on Jan 28, 2008 16:54:06 GMT -4
(It's cold evening in Ottawa, and at the Comfort Inn Kanata just couple a miles from Scotia-bank Place, Sabur sits in his hotel room watching the TV. His agent/legal ad visor is across the room, seated at the desk of moderately average hotel room. The man sifting through paper, and checking his laptop, seemingly looks worried.)
Agent: I have to tell you....I'm nervous for you. Going out to the ring and throwing your name in the hat for that damn title doesn't seem like a smart thing for you.
(Sabur continues to flip channels on the outdated, television set)
Agent: Extreme.... are you listening to me, chairs, ladders, tables, barb wire, baseball bats....
Sabur: Whooa!! I think you mean Singapore cane's,... you think for a buck ten a night they would outfit these rooms with a LCD flat screen or something don't ya?
Agent: Great taking it lightly, I see. Your going into a world that frankly...I just don't think you understand!
Sabur: Hey man!Go easy... I watch ECW every Tuesday night!!!!
Agent: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!!!!! That isn't extreme, that is some watered down non-alcoholic beer compared to what your facing. Did you even pay attention to the Pay-per-View or were you lost in the fact that you got something to prove. That's right "Sabur the most talked about rookie, the one everyone had to recruit"" Blah Blah.....this isn't a game!!. Trevor Blackwell, you're facing a fucking Blackwell for your first TV debut, in a tourney for an extreme title, and it's Trevor non the less!!
(Sabur flips to WWE on demand and watches some old ECW footage. A man named Raven cuffed to a cage receiving a chair shot appears on the screen)
Sabur: Yeah that Trevor Blackwell he looks familiar, I just can place where I have seen that face......hum...that long hair, and trade mark blood soaked face, and when he does that crucifix, I know I've seen that somewhere, but I just can't put me finger on it....
Agent: You will get to know him real soon, you'll be face to face with him in that damn arena down the road, when some 20.000 people are going to be cheering him to smash your face with that cane of his!!!!!!
(Sabur then changes the channel to TBS)
Sabur: Ohh Shit!!! THE MASK OF ZORO... I love this movie, that chick is hot! So you think the fans want Blackwell to win?
Agent: It's a fact today's society love's violence and and that is what being a Blackwell is all about.
Sabur: Aboot!
Agent: What??
Sabur: We're in Canada, I think it's aboot!!
Agent: Damn it, I'm telling you about the dangers of the Blackwell's and your worried abou.....aboot my articulation. Take that Kristina, she fiery Lil ball of hate, I mean one hateful bitch.
(On TBS the movie continues)
Sabur: I'm telling you that Catherine Zeta Jones is smokin........Yeah I've heard all bout Kristina Blackwell, and it's the same thing....I know her from somewhere, I just can't place it.
As far as extreme, a T-bone sup lex through a table is pretty extreme, and now that your talking about my future in this business, I'm taking it serious. This match is a stepping stone that I can't miss, I'm going to earn me respect and what better way then step in that ring against a man most fear, and all seem to hate, and do it all in his environment! Scared....not at all, we are all human, and when someone tries to stop us from getting what we want, then we all turn a little animalistic at times.
Agent: Animalist...what the fuc.. thats not even a word, nevermind. You really think you're ready for him??
Sabur: If Trevor sets up a table, I'll be his waiter, and drive his big ass through his dinner plate, if Trevor grabs a chair, I'll be his usher, and seat him with a head ringing crack, and that damn cane, well I'll send a big boot through Trevor's face before that cane can swing it's way my direction. I'm not worried in the least, I'm too strong for him, and can take him down at ease, I'm way too fast for him, It's fine, consider it another day at the office when I send Trevor packing.
Agent:It is extreme and there is the possibility of Trevor using a STAPLE GUN!!!!!!
(Sabur's face goes white and jumps up in fear, then begins trembling in terror, as sweat bead off his forehead)
Sabur:You son of bitch how dare you say that word...... yo.. yooouu.. know I don't like the mention of that word let alone the thought of that.........whhhatt, oh no....please tell me it won't...
Agent: Settle down, I'm sorry Sabur I didn't mean to scare you, it's fine there's no way, well...lets just pretend I didn't say that...O.K.
(Sabur settles down and lays back in the bed leaning his back against the headboard. His agent pack his thing into his briefcase)
Agent: You get some rest big guy, big things are happening for you soon, big things.
(The agent leaves the room, and Sabur turn the TV to the ADULT select on-demand service)
Sabur: Relax....yeah let see what they got hear in Canada......FlintBONES...no...PocohantASS....hum, nahh...The SPERMinator 2...maybe...no let's see ahh.. RoboCOCK..no.. Full latex jacket...no...the BONE Errector..nah CaddySNATCH... well oh here we go my favorite ANAL in the FAMILY!!!
(A sexually explicit film begins. A man who is a dead ringer for the wrestler know a Raven begins to have intercousre with a young actress that some would say is a spitting image of Catherine Zeta Jones)
Sabur: THATS IT!!!!! this is where I've seen those damn Blackwells, ohhh huh shit, someone is gonna get an autograph, fuckin cool!!!
(The phone rings in the hotel room. Franticly Sabur scrambles for the remote to pause the movie, and quickly answers the phone)
Sabur:H.h.hello!
Caller: Hey Sabur, It's me GSP!!! Welcome to Cananda... are you all right you sound out of breath?
Sabur: Uhhhh, out of brea....yeah, yeah I'm just training. So St. Pierre congrats champ hows thing for you?
St, Pierre: Good, well I saw the PPV, going for some gold of your own, A!!!
Sabur: Yeah, first match is with Trevor Blackwell, the career killer, the excellence of extreme. yada yada...so what do you think about this guy GSP?
St.Pierre: I watched his match and frankly "I was not impressed with his performance"
Sabur: Alright.. well thanks for calling.. I have some important training to finish here.
St. Pierre: Plyometrics?Stand-up? Muay-Thai? what you got...A?
Sabur:It's intense you know, wrist curls< yeah wrist curls!!!!
St. Pierre: Uhh. ok, well good luck my friend and talk to you soon.
Sabur: Yeah.. what ever (quickly smashing the phone down) Get back to some serious cardio training here..
(The man pushes play on his $9.95 room charge and the scene ends)
Agent: I have to tell you....I'm nervous for you. Going out to the ring and throwing your name in the hat for that damn title doesn't seem like a smart thing for you.
(Sabur continues to flip channels on the outdated, television set)
Agent: Extreme.... are you listening to me, chairs, ladders, tables, barb wire, baseball bats....
Sabur: Whooa!! I think you mean Singapore cane's,... you think for a buck ten a night they would outfit these rooms with a LCD flat screen or something don't ya?
Agent: Great taking it lightly, I see. Your going into a world that frankly...I just don't think you understand!
Sabur: Hey man!Go easy... I watch ECW every Tuesday night!!!!
Agent: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!!!!! That isn't extreme, that is some watered down non-alcoholic beer compared to what your facing. Did you even pay attention to the Pay-per-View or were you lost in the fact that you got something to prove. That's right "Sabur the most talked about rookie, the one everyone had to recruit"" Blah Blah.....this isn't a game!!. Trevor Blackwell, you're facing a fucking Blackwell for your first TV debut, in a tourney for an extreme title, and it's Trevor non the less!!
(Sabur flips to WWE on demand and watches some old ECW footage. A man named Raven cuffed to a cage receiving a chair shot appears on the screen)
Sabur: Yeah that Trevor Blackwell he looks familiar, I just can place where I have seen that face......hum...that long hair, and trade mark blood soaked face, and when he does that crucifix, I know I've seen that somewhere, but I just can't put me finger on it....
Agent: You will get to know him real soon, you'll be face to face with him in that damn arena down the road, when some 20.000 people are going to be cheering him to smash your face with that cane of his!!!!!!
(Sabur then changes the channel to TBS)
Sabur: Ohh Shit!!! THE MASK OF ZORO... I love this movie, that chick is hot! So you think the fans want Blackwell to win?
Agent: It's a fact today's society love's violence and and that is what being a Blackwell is all about.
Sabur: Aboot!
Agent: What??
Sabur: We're in Canada, I think it's aboot!!
Agent: Damn it, I'm telling you about the dangers of the Blackwell's and your worried abou.....aboot my articulation. Take that Kristina, she fiery Lil ball of hate, I mean one hateful bitch.
(On TBS the movie continues)
Sabur: I'm telling you that Catherine Zeta Jones is smokin........Yeah I've heard all bout Kristina Blackwell, and it's the same thing....I know her from somewhere, I just can't place it.
As far as extreme, a T-bone sup lex through a table is pretty extreme, and now that your talking about my future in this business, I'm taking it serious. This match is a stepping stone that I can't miss, I'm going to earn me respect and what better way then step in that ring against a man most fear, and all seem to hate, and do it all in his environment! Scared....not at all, we are all human, and when someone tries to stop us from getting what we want, then we all turn a little animalistic at times.
Agent: Animalist...what the fuc.. thats not even a word, nevermind. You really think you're ready for him??
Sabur: If Trevor sets up a table, I'll be his waiter, and drive his big ass through his dinner plate, if Trevor grabs a chair, I'll be his usher, and seat him with a head ringing crack, and that damn cane, well I'll send a big boot through Trevor's face before that cane can swing it's way my direction. I'm not worried in the least, I'm too strong for him, and can take him down at ease, I'm way too fast for him, It's fine, consider it another day at the office when I send Trevor packing.
Agent:It is extreme and there is the possibility of Trevor using a STAPLE GUN!!!!!!
(Sabur's face goes white and jumps up in fear, then begins trembling in terror, as sweat bead off his forehead)
Sabur:You son of bitch how dare you say that word...... yo.. yooouu.. know I don't like the mention of that word let alone the thought of that.........whhhatt, oh no....please tell me it won't...
Agent: Settle down, I'm sorry Sabur I didn't mean to scare you, it's fine there's no way, well...lets just pretend I didn't say that...O.K.
(Sabur settles down and lays back in the bed leaning his back against the headboard. His agent pack his thing into his briefcase)
Agent: You get some rest big guy, big things are happening for you soon, big things.
(The agent leaves the room, and Sabur turn the TV to the ADULT select on-demand service)
Sabur: Relax....yeah let see what they got hear in Canada......FlintBONES...no...PocohantASS....hum, nahh...The SPERMinator 2...maybe...no let's see ahh.. RoboCOCK..no.. Full latex jacket...no...the BONE Errector..nah CaddySNATCH... well oh here we go my favorite ANAL in the FAMILY!!!
(A sexually explicit film begins. A man who is a dead ringer for the wrestler know a Raven begins to have intercousre with a young actress that some would say is a spitting image of Catherine Zeta Jones)
Sabur: THATS IT!!!!! this is where I've seen those damn Blackwells, ohhh huh shit, someone is gonna get an autograph, fuckin cool!!!
(The phone rings in the hotel room. Franticly Sabur scrambles for the remote to pause the movie, and quickly answers the phone)
Sabur:H.h.hello!
Caller: Hey Sabur, It's me GSP!!! Welcome to Cananda... are you all right you sound out of breath?
Sabur: Uhhhh, out of brea....yeah, yeah I'm just training. So St. Pierre congrats champ hows thing for you?
St, Pierre: Good, well I saw the PPV, going for some gold of your own, A!!!
Sabur: Yeah, first match is with Trevor Blackwell, the career killer, the excellence of extreme. yada yada...so what do you think about this guy GSP?
St.Pierre: I watched his match and frankly "I was not impressed with his performance"
Sabur: Alright.. well thanks for calling.. I have some important training to finish here.
St. Pierre: Plyometrics?Stand-up? Muay-Thai? what you got...A?
Sabur:It's intense you know, wrist curls< yeah wrist curls!!!!
St. Pierre: Uhh. ok, well good luck my friend and talk to you soon.
Sabur: Yeah.. what ever (quickly smashing the phone down) Get back to some serious cardio training here..
(The man pushes play on his $9.95 room charge and the scene ends)
