Post by Blade on Jul 2, 2010 20:39:03 GMT -4
The Capri Motel; Winnipeg Manitoba, a quaint little setting. Blade has been stationed here all week as his and APW’s tour of Canada continues. Room 2 has been his station for the week.
Inside the room Blade is sat at his computer updating his web cast. He is dressed like an eighties throwback as usual deep in concentration as he tries to get his head around what is on the screen.
“Well it sucks to be me. I’ve spent three whole weeks trying to get my name back out there, letting people know that Blade is back in the game; yet I still only have one subscriber.”
“Thanks a lot mum”
“I’ve been nice to the fans, the locals in these two bit towns in Canada; I’ve been nice to near enough every wrestler in Action Packed Wrestling; and still I struggle to get my name back on the map.”
Blade’s face looks saddened, but deep in the back of his mind he knows he has more to worry about. Pinned to the wall behind him are seven photographs; a face for each wrestler that has qualified for Test of the Best. Each pin is located in the foreheads of the wrestlers, a precision that is met with venom. Below is a pen and paper with numerous pieces screwed up; a television flickers as the tape has stopped playing.
“I guess I’m a laughing stock now for more than one reason; two weeks running and my fate has been decided by some sort of controversy. The first week was tainted by the fact that I had to share a victory with two other competitors to get to this tournament; I could have seen the back of Biggs and Cassidy; but I handed a shared victory to them on the plate. I’m not embarrassed by what happened; it would just have been nice to see them watching me take a place at Test for the Best without them.”
“Last week in Saskatoon, I got my name out there; I had a good reaction from the fans, but I was made out to be a joke in the eight person tag match. So much for whatever happens on the night; cheers guys I really see you had my back.”
“You know what, it really doesn’t matter because now is the time that I can stop being booked in these gimmicky matches, I can finally attempt to go one on one in the ring with another wrestler; standing face to face and the best man walking out with a well deserved victory.”
“I have spent the whole week locked away in this motel room; I can’t say it hasn’t been nice, but some company would have been appreciated. Studying my opponents for this tournament has been stressful, and if I’m honest with myself I would have been better off cracking open a bottle of Jack Daniels and hitting the local strip joint. It’s been fun watching hours of footage, trying to work out my opponents flaws, but it hasn’t been easy.”
“How is studying 7 other people fun; especially when I could possibly only meet one?”
Blade looks frustrated as he takes a sip of the drink he has in front of him. The camera still rolls as he is trying to finish the web cast for the week, his voice is tainted and the bags under his eyes show that he is tired.
“I know nothing more about my opponents than when I started out on this quest; I would have been better off hitting the gym and training; trying to work out my own flaws so that I cannot be beaten; I’m so stupid”
“If I say there was no love lost between myself, John, Sally and Criss then I may as well give up all hope now. Thanks for having my back last week guys; I appreciate it. You see we ere meant to be on the same team, but it looks like from what I have seen and from what I have been told that I was the only one that actually tried to pull out a victory for us; I was the only one that even tried in that match.”
“I have full hope that I am randomly drawn against one of you in the first round because you would believe that this is a revenge action, but it’s far from that. I have to get over what has happened in the past; I’ve done it enough in my life, I just need to do it now. Stepping in the ring with any of you three would allow me to put myself above the crowd, above the atmosphere and most of all above myself. I am far from at the bottom of my game and I know I need to step up; it is just a question of how much.”
“I may not be the fastest or strongest competitor in this game, but I have my wits about me. I know when and when not to give up; the heart of a champion. Waking up used to be a struggle for me, but now I know what it’s like to feed from the bottom of the barrel, and I don’t intend to do it again. Daily tasks used to be a chore; but now I take each day with a fresh breath of air and I can see clearly that there is something out there for me.”
“Being here has just showed me that”
“I want to be able to say I am going to win Test for the Best, but true to my nature I know that is more than likely not going to be the case. I can put on a bravado and show the world what I am capable of, but deep down I know I just don’t have the stamina to do it; not three matches in one night.”
“I can try my best and that’s what I intend to do. There are some people that I hope to meet more than others; but with the unpredictability of the draw, I know there is a chance that I could go out first round. Knowing my luck I’ll draw Biggs.”
“I’m not saying I wouldn’t relish the chance, but I have a slight feeling that my welcome gift to him last week didn’t go down too well. Biggsy, I have nothing but respect for you and I doubt that is reciprocated, but I know you love me man; everyone does. Meeting you in the first round would make me believe that after you beat me; you would go onto win it; honestly.”
“My confidence is shattered; but not completely broken”
“There is so much to talk about; but my heart is not in it. I may have a defeatist attitude this week, but that’s because I know when something is not a sure thing. Sean and Leila; personally I would take the same attitude that I have; accept that possibility is more than likely going to become reality, you have to do it at some point.”
“My eyes are tired, and my head hurts; the pain is more real now that ever; yet I know that after I leave Canada, things can only look up.”
“Well fans; I am sure you know that one man in this game was the person to embarrass me last week; Young Mannie. Brilliant, you managed to pin me and pick the victory up for your team.”
“What would you like?”
“A beer?”
“A Turkey Twizzler? You can have what you like because that’s all you will get off me. You my friend can take all of the credit for me being this was today; you are the man who managed to break me into a million pieces. I’ll bounce back, it may not be this week, but there will be a time; just wait and see.”
“I’m about done here, its not like many people are going to watch this.”
“Goodnight mum”
Blade plays with the mouse and clicks something on the screen. He rises from his chair grabbing a coat from the back of it. Walking towards the door he pauses and stares at each of the photographs individually shaking his head at each one. Moving towards the door, he exits.
Inside the room Blade is sat at his computer updating his web cast. He is dressed like an eighties throwback as usual deep in concentration as he tries to get his head around what is on the screen.
“Well it sucks to be me. I’ve spent three whole weeks trying to get my name back out there, letting people know that Blade is back in the game; yet I still only have one subscriber.”
“Thanks a lot mum”
“I’ve been nice to the fans, the locals in these two bit towns in Canada; I’ve been nice to near enough every wrestler in Action Packed Wrestling; and still I struggle to get my name back on the map.”
Blade’s face looks saddened, but deep in the back of his mind he knows he has more to worry about. Pinned to the wall behind him are seven photographs; a face for each wrestler that has qualified for Test of the Best. Each pin is located in the foreheads of the wrestlers, a precision that is met with venom. Below is a pen and paper with numerous pieces screwed up; a television flickers as the tape has stopped playing.
“I guess I’m a laughing stock now for more than one reason; two weeks running and my fate has been decided by some sort of controversy. The first week was tainted by the fact that I had to share a victory with two other competitors to get to this tournament; I could have seen the back of Biggs and Cassidy; but I handed a shared victory to them on the plate. I’m not embarrassed by what happened; it would just have been nice to see them watching me take a place at Test for the Best without them.”
“Last week in Saskatoon, I got my name out there; I had a good reaction from the fans, but I was made out to be a joke in the eight person tag match. So much for whatever happens on the night; cheers guys I really see you had my back.”
“You know what, it really doesn’t matter because now is the time that I can stop being booked in these gimmicky matches, I can finally attempt to go one on one in the ring with another wrestler; standing face to face and the best man walking out with a well deserved victory.”
“I have spent the whole week locked away in this motel room; I can’t say it hasn’t been nice, but some company would have been appreciated. Studying my opponents for this tournament has been stressful, and if I’m honest with myself I would have been better off cracking open a bottle of Jack Daniels and hitting the local strip joint. It’s been fun watching hours of footage, trying to work out my opponents flaws, but it hasn’t been easy.”
“How is studying 7 other people fun; especially when I could possibly only meet one?”
Blade looks frustrated as he takes a sip of the drink he has in front of him. The camera still rolls as he is trying to finish the web cast for the week, his voice is tainted and the bags under his eyes show that he is tired.
“I know nothing more about my opponents than when I started out on this quest; I would have been better off hitting the gym and training; trying to work out my own flaws so that I cannot be beaten; I’m so stupid”
“If I say there was no love lost between myself, John, Sally and Criss then I may as well give up all hope now. Thanks for having my back last week guys; I appreciate it. You see we ere meant to be on the same team, but it looks like from what I have seen and from what I have been told that I was the only one that actually tried to pull out a victory for us; I was the only one that even tried in that match.”
“I have full hope that I am randomly drawn against one of you in the first round because you would believe that this is a revenge action, but it’s far from that. I have to get over what has happened in the past; I’ve done it enough in my life, I just need to do it now. Stepping in the ring with any of you three would allow me to put myself above the crowd, above the atmosphere and most of all above myself. I am far from at the bottom of my game and I know I need to step up; it is just a question of how much.”
“I may not be the fastest or strongest competitor in this game, but I have my wits about me. I know when and when not to give up; the heart of a champion. Waking up used to be a struggle for me, but now I know what it’s like to feed from the bottom of the barrel, and I don’t intend to do it again. Daily tasks used to be a chore; but now I take each day with a fresh breath of air and I can see clearly that there is something out there for me.”
“Being here has just showed me that”
“I want to be able to say I am going to win Test for the Best, but true to my nature I know that is more than likely not going to be the case. I can put on a bravado and show the world what I am capable of, but deep down I know I just don’t have the stamina to do it; not three matches in one night.”
“I can try my best and that’s what I intend to do. There are some people that I hope to meet more than others; but with the unpredictability of the draw, I know there is a chance that I could go out first round. Knowing my luck I’ll draw Biggs.”
“I’m not saying I wouldn’t relish the chance, but I have a slight feeling that my welcome gift to him last week didn’t go down too well. Biggsy, I have nothing but respect for you and I doubt that is reciprocated, but I know you love me man; everyone does. Meeting you in the first round would make me believe that after you beat me; you would go onto win it; honestly.”
“My confidence is shattered; but not completely broken”
“There is so much to talk about; but my heart is not in it. I may have a defeatist attitude this week, but that’s because I know when something is not a sure thing. Sean and Leila; personally I would take the same attitude that I have; accept that possibility is more than likely going to become reality, you have to do it at some point.”
“My eyes are tired, and my head hurts; the pain is more real now that ever; yet I know that after I leave Canada, things can only look up.”
“Well fans; I am sure you know that one man in this game was the person to embarrass me last week; Young Mannie. Brilliant, you managed to pin me and pick the victory up for your team.”
“What would you like?”
“A beer?”
“A Turkey Twizzler? You can have what you like because that’s all you will get off me. You my friend can take all of the credit for me being this was today; you are the man who managed to break me into a million pieces. I’ll bounce back, it may not be this week, but there will be a time; just wait and see.”
“I’m about done here, its not like many people are going to watch this.”
“Goodnight mum”
Blade plays with the mouse and clicks something on the screen. He rises from his chair grabbing a coat from the back of it. Walking towards the door he pauses and stares at each of the photographs individually shaking his head at each one. Moving towards the door, he exits.
