Post by Hollywood on Oct 22, 2010 16:51:29 GMT -4
We see a close up of a digital alarm clock resting on top of a wooden table that reads "12:59." Once it changes to "1:00," we hear the alarm beep over and over until a hand pushes the button to turn it off. The camera pans to the side to show Shaun Kilgore, a smirk on his face as he wears a Spider Man T-shirt and jeans as he holds his Overdrive Championship over his left shoulder.
SHAUN KILGORE
Time is up, Number. In fact, your number, pun fully intended, has been called. You see, this table right here is just one of many tables that I will smash you through in this Times Table Match. Fifteen agonizing minutes that you will regret because it will end your career. Is that worth it to you, Number? Is it worth it to fight for a title you couldn't pry away the first time around? You can make the excuse of having gone through a battle royal and being beaten senseless by the Red Shield Mafia all you want, but the fact remains: you should've been paying attention to everything going on instead of celebrating early. Look what celebrating early did to the Dallas Mavericks in 2006, and what it's doing to the Dallas Cowboys right now.
The camera shot switches over to a zoomed out shot of Shaun Kilgore as he walks about in what is apparently the game room of his house. We can see a big plasma screen HDTV with both an Xbox 360 and PlayStation 3 hooked up to it. On the left side wall is a shelf with every single DVD that Shaun owns, all in alphabetical order no less. He walks from the table with the alarm clock, which was set in front of and off to the side of the TV, and walks over to a pool table. All the numbered balls are already set in their triangle formation, with the white ball set across from them.
SHAUN KILGORE
Number, your obsession will be your downfall.
Shaun sets his Overdrive Championship belt down on the floor and picks up the pool cue that's on the table. He continues to talk while chalking up the end of the pool cue.
SHAUN KILGORE
There was once a man named Harvey Dent, who had an obsession with coins. He would flip a coin to decide if someone should live or die.
Shaun bends down and gets his pool cue ready, lining it up just right with the white ball. He hits the ball with the cue, sending it into all the other balls. the solid yellow and striped green fall into the hole in the far left corner at the opposite end of the table, while the other balls fall into place. Shaun stands back up, picking his pool cue up and walking around the pool table to find a perfect spot to pull off his next shot.
SHAUN KILGORE
You see, Number, therein lied Harvey Dent's weakness. He became so obsessed with coins that on one fateful day as he fought a big, black bat, he was standing on a vary narrow beam with no rails or anything to ensure he'd stay on the rail. He was able to maintain his balance and seemed to have things well in hand as he was about to kill the bat, but the bat reminded him to flip a coin. Harvey flipped his coin, but he wasn't counting on the big black bat to come prepared to outsmart him. He threw all the coins he could up in the air, causing Harvey to panic and try to find his coin, which in turn caused him to lose his balance and plummet to his death.
Shaun lines up for the next shot, hitting the white ball into the striped red ball, which hits the solid blue ball, and both balls go into the middle hole on the left side of the table. Shaun then stands up and holds his pool cue in front of him as he addresses the camera.
SHAUN KILGORE
This Sunday, you'll have all of these tables set up, prepared to slam me into as many tables as you can in fifteen minutes. But somewhere down the line, you'll start counting in your head how many tables it's going to take to beat me. You'll lose count, and that's when I'll strike. That's when you'll start crashing through the tables. And when the buzzer goes off, just like that alarm clock earlier, I will come out the victor, having put you through more tables than you have put me through.
Fade to black.
SHAUN KILGORE
Time is up, Number. In fact, your number, pun fully intended, has been called. You see, this table right here is just one of many tables that I will smash you through in this Times Table Match. Fifteen agonizing minutes that you will regret because it will end your career. Is that worth it to you, Number? Is it worth it to fight for a title you couldn't pry away the first time around? You can make the excuse of having gone through a battle royal and being beaten senseless by the Red Shield Mafia all you want, but the fact remains: you should've been paying attention to everything going on instead of celebrating early. Look what celebrating early did to the Dallas Mavericks in 2006, and what it's doing to the Dallas Cowboys right now.
The camera shot switches over to a zoomed out shot of Shaun Kilgore as he walks about in what is apparently the game room of his house. We can see a big plasma screen HDTV with both an Xbox 360 and PlayStation 3 hooked up to it. On the left side wall is a shelf with every single DVD that Shaun owns, all in alphabetical order no less. He walks from the table with the alarm clock, which was set in front of and off to the side of the TV, and walks over to a pool table. All the numbered balls are already set in their triangle formation, with the white ball set across from them.
SHAUN KILGORE
Number, your obsession will be your downfall.
Shaun sets his Overdrive Championship belt down on the floor and picks up the pool cue that's on the table. He continues to talk while chalking up the end of the pool cue.
SHAUN KILGORE
There was once a man named Harvey Dent, who had an obsession with coins. He would flip a coin to decide if someone should live or die.
Shaun bends down and gets his pool cue ready, lining it up just right with the white ball. He hits the ball with the cue, sending it into all the other balls. the solid yellow and striped green fall into the hole in the far left corner at the opposite end of the table, while the other balls fall into place. Shaun stands back up, picking his pool cue up and walking around the pool table to find a perfect spot to pull off his next shot.
SHAUN KILGORE
You see, Number, therein lied Harvey Dent's weakness. He became so obsessed with coins that on one fateful day as he fought a big, black bat, he was standing on a vary narrow beam with no rails or anything to ensure he'd stay on the rail. He was able to maintain his balance and seemed to have things well in hand as he was about to kill the bat, but the bat reminded him to flip a coin. Harvey flipped his coin, but he wasn't counting on the big black bat to come prepared to outsmart him. He threw all the coins he could up in the air, causing Harvey to panic and try to find his coin, which in turn caused him to lose his balance and plummet to his death.
Shaun lines up for the next shot, hitting the white ball into the striped red ball, which hits the solid blue ball, and both balls go into the middle hole on the left side of the table. Shaun then stands up and holds his pool cue in front of him as he addresses the camera.
SHAUN KILGORE
This Sunday, you'll have all of these tables set up, prepared to slam me into as many tables as you can in fifteen minutes. But somewhere down the line, you'll start counting in your head how many tables it's going to take to beat me. You'll lose count, and that's when I'll strike. That's when you'll start crashing through the tables. And when the buzzer goes off, just like that alarm clock earlier, I will come out the victor, having put you through more tables than you have put me through.
Fade to black.
