Post by Clint Zellor on Feb 5, 2007 2:06:38 GMT -5
[The scene fades from black, to the inside of an old boxing building. Half of the lights on the ceiling don't work so you can't really see that well, but you can tell that there are punching bags hanging from the ceiling. Suddenly, in the not so far off distance, we see one of the bags move. We move closer to see someone pounding away at it (Thump, thump, thump.) A little closer and we see that it is Clint Zellor clad in little more then black gym shorts and a tight black muscle shirt, he is here at his old stomping grounds, the very place he was taught the basics to master his craft.]
Clint:(Breathing slightly heavier then normal) The kids these days got it so much easier trainin then when I was doin this crap..
[ A couple more heavy hits on the bag, and then Clint, exhausted as he was more then likely doing other physical activities, colapses his big frame to the protective mat he was standing on, sitting down now and looking dead ahead, almost towards the camera but not really close enough.]
Clint: I remember comming here to train, and believe it or not, this place looks better then it did when I started out. I remember getting hip-tossed and suplexed and clotheslined, having to take bumps inside of that solid ring over there.. I knew you guys were commin also so I didn't want to start this off like Stylin' Kyle promo..
[There's always gotta be a little humor right?]
Clint: I remember, not alot of the kids training here with me ever even had a shot, but they did it because wrestling is thier passion.. Wrestling is thier life. They all strive to be infront of a big crowd and for that crowd to cheer thier name...
[Clint gets up to his feet and walks over towards the ring, where there is an old blue folding chair, Clint takes a seat on that, resting his back and looking into the ring.]
Clint: I used to look at those kids and wonder... I wondered why they wanted nothing more then to have thier names screamed out by the fans.. How all of these wrestlers now-a-days say that it's the fans that have brought them that far. To those people I say, bull. I say, where were these fans when you were taking bumps for the first time? Where were they when you were down, bleeding and contemplating that this isn't worth it after all? Do you think those people gave a damn then? And now because they like you all of the sudden you claim that it's them. It's not them. I never wanted to wrestle because of the fans. I wanted to wrestle because it's what I enjoy doing. I enjoy going into a ring and doing whatever it may be that I have to do to win. The fans don't lose any sleep at night if thier favorite wrestlers lose... So why should I ever have to worry about them?
[One of the lights closest to us flickers a little, from the train nearby. Nothing else really moves though.]
Clint: To me, wrestling is all about winning. It's all about the gold. It's all about doing what needs to be done to make sure, at the end of the night, it may be So-and-So who gets the fans approval, but it's me, or me and my bro that come out with the win or the gold.. Which brings me to NAPW...
[Clint pauses for a dramatic moment.]
Clint: The Midnight Cowboys come in, while this team called "The New and Improved D-X" runs amuck on every other little tag team in the company. Here we are, Stone and Clint, beating those lowly teams and making a name for ourselves.. getting ourselves the attention from the people we needed to notice us and it wasn't long before the brass saw what we had.. We had spunk.. We had power and grace.. We could wrestle.. Unlike thier reigning tag team champions.. We were going out night after night and doing what we needed to do to win.
[Another pause, Clint isn't used to cutting compeling promos like this.]
Clint: A few screwjobs and twists later, and now here we are.. The final encounter... The Tag team champions "The New and Improved D-X" facing off against Staten Islands own.. MIDNIGHT COWBOYS.. Much more is on the line though, you see.. those belts are going to look golden on our waists... but what's even sweeter is that when we when this match, D-X has to disband. You two dumbasses can't team anymore. Ohhhhh how I love it. Don't you? Don't you love it Kyle? Doesn't it make your genitals warm Bruce?
[It's clear that Clint is working himself up. He stands off the chair and slides into the ring now, Standing in a corner.]
Clint: Kyle and Bruce, you both have had your fun, running around like no one can stop you, expecting your lawyer to take care of it all, but ColdSnap is around the corner man, and you both have no alternative then to fight! You knocked out my father, and have been messing with us since we got here! D-X is a band of bullies... But here we are.. the principals.. And here is your punishment for opposing us.. Those tag belts around our waist and your dynasty ended... Bruce and Kyle, You can do all the little vignates you want, you mock all the tv shows you feel comfortable with, but that shit ain't gonna help ya guys when it comes down to it. We ain't doin this for the sorry sacks of life in Canada.. We aint doin this for the owner... Hell we ain't even doin this for all the Md 20/20 in the world.. Me and Stone, We doin this 'cause we about sick and tired of D-X.... We doin this at ColdSnap.. We endin the dynasty like ya'll was a third world country and the USA got bored..
[Just then, Stone comes into the building, dressed to work out, he slides into the ring with his half brother, not noticing the camera at hand.]
Stone: What are you doing?
Clint: Look to your left.
[Stone looks and notices the camera and then turns back to Clint.]
Stone: So, what are you doing with the NAPW cameracrew here?
Clint: A promo.
Stone: Against D-X?
Clint: Yeah...
Stone: You know what, I got a few things ta say..
Clint: So do I.
[Clint and Stone both go to the side where the camera is on, getting into a bit of a closer view.. and a better place for the camera to hear them.]
Stone: Cold Snap is going to be amazing. Ya know why big bro?
Clint: No. Why?
Stone: Because for the final time.. We are going to be facing the Sylin' Beast, Not only is this personal.. It's survival of the fittest now, and believe me when I say it... D-X, all the Richard Simmons fitness videos in the world can't help you two from the beating you will both be gettin! COWBOY STYLE!
Both of them at the same time: BECAUSE THOSE WHO OPPOSE THE COWBOYS, SHALL PERISHHHHHHHHH
[The scene quickly fades to black.. Don't you love Stone? I do.]
Clint:(Breathing slightly heavier then normal) The kids these days got it so much easier trainin then when I was doin this crap..
[ A couple more heavy hits on the bag, and then Clint, exhausted as he was more then likely doing other physical activities, colapses his big frame to the protective mat he was standing on, sitting down now and looking dead ahead, almost towards the camera but not really close enough.]
Clint: I remember comming here to train, and believe it or not, this place looks better then it did when I started out. I remember getting hip-tossed and suplexed and clotheslined, having to take bumps inside of that solid ring over there.. I knew you guys were commin also so I didn't want to start this off like Stylin' Kyle promo..
[There's always gotta be a little humor right?]
Clint: I remember, not alot of the kids training here with me ever even had a shot, but they did it because wrestling is thier passion.. Wrestling is thier life. They all strive to be infront of a big crowd and for that crowd to cheer thier name...
[Clint gets up to his feet and walks over towards the ring, where there is an old blue folding chair, Clint takes a seat on that, resting his back and looking into the ring.]
Clint: I used to look at those kids and wonder... I wondered why they wanted nothing more then to have thier names screamed out by the fans.. How all of these wrestlers now-a-days say that it's the fans that have brought them that far. To those people I say, bull. I say, where were these fans when you were taking bumps for the first time? Where were they when you were down, bleeding and contemplating that this isn't worth it after all? Do you think those people gave a damn then? And now because they like you all of the sudden you claim that it's them. It's not them. I never wanted to wrestle because of the fans. I wanted to wrestle because it's what I enjoy doing. I enjoy going into a ring and doing whatever it may be that I have to do to win. The fans don't lose any sleep at night if thier favorite wrestlers lose... So why should I ever have to worry about them?
[One of the lights closest to us flickers a little, from the train nearby. Nothing else really moves though.]
Clint: To me, wrestling is all about winning. It's all about the gold. It's all about doing what needs to be done to make sure, at the end of the night, it may be So-and-So who gets the fans approval, but it's me, or me and my bro that come out with the win or the gold.. Which brings me to NAPW...
[Clint pauses for a dramatic moment.]
Clint: The Midnight Cowboys come in, while this team called "The New and Improved D-X" runs amuck on every other little tag team in the company. Here we are, Stone and Clint, beating those lowly teams and making a name for ourselves.. getting ourselves the attention from the people we needed to notice us and it wasn't long before the brass saw what we had.. We had spunk.. We had power and grace.. We could wrestle.. Unlike thier reigning tag team champions.. We were going out night after night and doing what we needed to do to win.
[Another pause, Clint isn't used to cutting compeling promos like this.]
Clint: A few screwjobs and twists later, and now here we are.. The final encounter... The Tag team champions "The New and Improved D-X" facing off against Staten Islands own.. MIDNIGHT COWBOYS.. Much more is on the line though, you see.. those belts are going to look golden on our waists... but what's even sweeter is that when we when this match, D-X has to disband. You two dumbasses can't team anymore. Ohhhhh how I love it. Don't you? Don't you love it Kyle? Doesn't it make your genitals warm Bruce?
[It's clear that Clint is working himself up. He stands off the chair and slides into the ring now, Standing in a corner.]
Clint: Kyle and Bruce, you both have had your fun, running around like no one can stop you, expecting your lawyer to take care of it all, but ColdSnap is around the corner man, and you both have no alternative then to fight! You knocked out my father, and have been messing with us since we got here! D-X is a band of bullies... But here we are.. the principals.. And here is your punishment for opposing us.. Those tag belts around our waist and your dynasty ended... Bruce and Kyle, You can do all the little vignates you want, you mock all the tv shows you feel comfortable with, but that shit ain't gonna help ya guys when it comes down to it. We ain't doin this for the sorry sacks of life in Canada.. We aint doin this for the owner... Hell we ain't even doin this for all the Md 20/20 in the world.. Me and Stone, We doin this 'cause we about sick and tired of D-X.... We doin this at ColdSnap.. We endin the dynasty like ya'll was a third world country and the USA got bored..
[Just then, Stone comes into the building, dressed to work out, he slides into the ring with his half brother, not noticing the camera at hand.]
Stone: What are you doing?
Clint: Look to your left.
[Stone looks and notices the camera and then turns back to Clint.]
Stone: So, what are you doing with the NAPW cameracrew here?
Clint: A promo.
Stone: Against D-X?
Clint: Yeah...
Stone: You know what, I got a few things ta say..
Clint: So do I.
[Clint and Stone both go to the side where the camera is on, getting into a bit of a closer view.. and a better place for the camera to hear them.]
Stone: Cold Snap is going to be amazing. Ya know why big bro?
Clint: No. Why?
Stone: Because for the final time.. We are going to be facing the Sylin' Beast, Not only is this personal.. It's survival of the fittest now, and believe me when I say it... D-X, all the Richard Simmons fitness videos in the world can't help you two from the beating you will both be gettin! COWBOY STYLE!
Both of them at the same time: BECAUSE THOSE WHO OPPOSE THE COWBOYS, SHALL PERISHHHHHHHHH
[The scene quickly fades to black.. Don't you love Stone? I do.]