Post by "LDK" Lloyd Rees on Feb 14, 2007 12:54:28 GMT -5
~February 7th, 2007 – Cold Snap;~
“His fingers grace the ropes and David Banks pulls back harder, but Simply Beautiful struggles on regardless. The chants get louder, the fans are in a frenzy. He's so close, he's practically there! His fingers are on the ropes! Banks has to break the hold... NO! Rees just entered and kicked Beautiful's hand away! Now with the leverage back, Banks scoots him back into the middle of the ring as Rees returns to the apron. SB holds on that much longer... but...
The fans boo like crazy as Simply Beautiful has no choice but to tap.
FRANK WARBURTON: The winners of this match by submission, the team of David Banks and Lloyd Rees!
The bell sounds but Banks doesn't let go. Rees reenters the ring and starts laying the boots to the man who gave them both such a terrific fight. The Lemondrop kid gets down on his hands and knees, screaming into the face of a helpless Simply Beautiful as Banks keeps the pressure on the crossface...”
~Fade. Later that very evening inside the locker room of “The Lemondrop Kid” Lloyd Rees.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Did ya see his face?! Christ!! I though Beautiful was go’n t’take a crap in his tights try’n t’reach d’hat bottom rope…
“The Chairman”: Oh I saw it and I loved every minute of it!! I can’t wait to get my hands on SB again. Maybe this time in singles action where I can take him out for good!! No offense Lloyd. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner.
“The Lemondrop Kid”: None taken Banks me buddy! Jesus!! Where da hell is Salty with me celebratory beer?! I told him we should’ve stopped on da way here t’night, but he said he had it taken care of…
“The Chairman”: Kind of thirsty after our big victory…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: See, d’hat’s da ting with Salty b’y, he’s da best wrestle’n manager you’ll ever have da pleasure of work’n with, but every now and d’hen I tink he might be lose’n it with his age…
~Just as if on queue, Ol’Salty walks through the door of the locker room with two cases of beer, one India Beer and one Black Horse. He sets them down, opens the India, and passes one to Lloyd. Ol’Salty looks in David’s direction.~
Ol’Salty: Horse or India “Chairman”?
“The Chairman”: Hmm…I like hanging with you guys but I think from here on in I will have to get my own beer. I guess I’ll try a Horse.
Ol’Salty: Good Choice!
~Ol’Salty hands a Black Horse to Banks and then opens one for him. Lloyd, already though his first beer and looking for more, starts to speak.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Da first one always goes down so fast. Hey Salty!! What da hell took ya so frig’n long?! Did ya have t’brew da beer?!
Ol’Salty: Well, I was on me way back with da Beer when Bob…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Ravager?!
Ol’Salty: No! Backstage interviewer Bob stop me t’give me dis…
~Ol’Salty pulls a piece of folded paper out of the pockets of his yellow oilskins and hands it to Lloyd. As Lloyd unfolds the paper he ask.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What is it?
Ol’Salty: It’s da lineup fer Tuesday Night Fights…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: I see…
~Lloyd reads through the paper and as he does we can see that ever so familiar smile coming to his face.~
“The Chairman”: Let me see that!
~Lloyd hands David the paper.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What do ya tink Banks?
“The Chairman”: I think we should have a toast to Simply Beautiful…
~All three men raise their beer bottles.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: T’Simply Beautiful…Long may yer big jib draw!!
~Lloyd and Ol’Salty clink bottles and take huge swigs from their bottles. Banks just looks confused.~
“The Chairman”: What the hell does that mean?
Ol’Salty: Lloyd just basically wished Beautiful all da best in his future endeavors…
“The Chairman”: Why the hell would he do that?! We hate SB!! Man, you guys confuse me with your talk some time…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: It’s like dis Banks. After I’m done with Simply Beautiful on the 20th, he won’t be able t’wrassle anymore so, me be’n da good fella I is, I’d like t’wish him good luck in whatever he does after wrasslin…
“The Chairman”: Well, Cheers!! I guess…
~This time all three men clink their bottles, followed by large swallows of beer. Lloyd begins to speak as he takes the bottle down from his mouth.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: One question though Salty?
Ol’Salty: What?
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Who da hell is Newfy Jack?!
~Scene fades.~
~February 14th, 2007. After Cold Snap, during the short break, Lloyd has made his way back to his small island home of Bell Island, Newfoundland. On the south-west coast of the island there is another rock formation, known as The Bell. Named this for it’s supposed resemblance to a bell. Unreachable without the help of helicopter, Rees just looks out onto the remarkable structure. The camera closes in on the number one contender for the NAPW Championship as he starts to speak.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Seems me opponent fer Tuesday night is about t’ pull da same bulls**t d’hat many befer him have. Instead of prepare’n fer one of da biggest matches in his career, Simply Beautiful, is on a rampage look’n fer his ex-boyfriend one Patty Bickle. Beautiful, ferget about Bickle, ferget about Maps, ferget about poor ol’Ms. Eades, and focus yer attention dis way. I know it’s hard t’ferget about somebody when d’hey hurt ya like Bickle has done t’you so, if ya really can’t let dis Bickle ting go, just listen to “Da Lemondrop Kid”, cause like usual, I have all da answers...
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Here it is...Yer boy Bickle got scared and who would blame him? Know’n d’hat he disgraced da title d’hat once meant someting in dis promotion and know’n me return was immanent; Bickle became da sniveling man d’hat he is t’day. After I destroyed him in me return match, he couldn’t bare t’tag with you against me and Banks know’n d’hat more of da same was coming his way. Ya should learn a lesson from yer former buddy Beautiful and follow suit…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Ya see, I can’t imagine we will ever see Bickle again after da hardships he has been put through by yers truly. Do ya want t’end up like him, washed up after a fued with “Da East Coast Sensation”? I tink not!! But, it’s not only Bickle ya know, it’s D!, Rexy, Stein, Uzi. All so-called greats in dis sport; yet d’heir wrasslin careers were all ended by whom else but me…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Sure, ya hold a victory over me. If I remember correctly, and I’m sure I do, a win by DQ in one of d’hose waste of time Pure Honor matches. Da highlight of yer career if ya ask anyone around here. Probably what you’ll be remembered fer da most in da NAPW. But, tings are not go’n t’go d’hat way on Tuesday. Cause yer look’n at a man d’hat’s on a mission Beautiful, a mission t’bring honor and respect back t’da NAPW Championship and I’ll be dammed if I’m go’n t’let some spaghetti and meatball eat’n, Tony Soprano wannabe Italian from Staten Island, New York get in me f**k’n way….
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What yer look’n at here Simply Beautiful, is da real f**k’n deal, da man d’hat represents everyting da NAPW wants t’be, da only man worthy of hold’n da top title around here, da real top dog, da ~nFa~ Republic of Newfoundland Champion. D’hat’s not simply da best, d’hat’s not simply da coolest; d’hat’s just simply…“DA LEMODROP KID” LLOYD REES!!
~Rees walks away from the camera.~
“His fingers grace the ropes and David Banks pulls back harder, but Simply Beautiful struggles on regardless. The chants get louder, the fans are in a frenzy. He's so close, he's practically there! His fingers are on the ropes! Banks has to break the hold... NO! Rees just entered and kicked Beautiful's hand away! Now with the leverage back, Banks scoots him back into the middle of the ring as Rees returns to the apron. SB holds on that much longer... but...
The fans boo like crazy as Simply Beautiful has no choice but to tap.
FRANK WARBURTON: The winners of this match by submission, the team of David Banks and Lloyd Rees!
The bell sounds but Banks doesn't let go. Rees reenters the ring and starts laying the boots to the man who gave them both such a terrific fight. The Lemondrop kid gets down on his hands and knees, screaming into the face of a helpless Simply Beautiful as Banks keeps the pressure on the crossface...”
~Fade. Later that very evening inside the locker room of “The Lemondrop Kid” Lloyd Rees.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Did ya see his face?! Christ!! I though Beautiful was go’n t’take a crap in his tights try’n t’reach d’hat bottom rope…
“The Chairman”: Oh I saw it and I loved every minute of it!! I can’t wait to get my hands on SB again. Maybe this time in singles action where I can take him out for good!! No offense Lloyd. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner.
“The Lemondrop Kid”: None taken Banks me buddy! Jesus!! Where da hell is Salty with me celebratory beer?! I told him we should’ve stopped on da way here t’night, but he said he had it taken care of…
“The Chairman”: Kind of thirsty after our big victory…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: See, d’hat’s da ting with Salty b’y, he’s da best wrestle’n manager you’ll ever have da pleasure of work’n with, but every now and d’hen I tink he might be lose’n it with his age…
~Just as if on queue, Ol’Salty walks through the door of the locker room with two cases of beer, one India Beer and one Black Horse. He sets them down, opens the India, and passes one to Lloyd. Ol’Salty looks in David’s direction.~
Ol’Salty: Horse or India “Chairman”?
“The Chairman”: Hmm…I like hanging with you guys but I think from here on in I will have to get my own beer. I guess I’ll try a Horse.
Ol’Salty: Good Choice!
~Ol’Salty hands a Black Horse to Banks and then opens one for him. Lloyd, already though his first beer and looking for more, starts to speak.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Da first one always goes down so fast. Hey Salty!! What da hell took ya so frig’n long?! Did ya have t’brew da beer?!
Ol’Salty: Well, I was on me way back with da Beer when Bob…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Ravager?!
Ol’Salty: No! Backstage interviewer Bob stop me t’give me dis…
~Ol’Salty pulls a piece of folded paper out of the pockets of his yellow oilskins and hands it to Lloyd. As Lloyd unfolds the paper he ask.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What is it?
Ol’Salty: It’s da lineup fer Tuesday Night Fights…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: I see…
~Lloyd reads through the paper and as he does we can see that ever so familiar smile coming to his face.~
“The Chairman”: Let me see that!
~Lloyd hands David the paper.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What do ya tink Banks?
“The Chairman”: I think we should have a toast to Simply Beautiful…
~All three men raise their beer bottles.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: T’Simply Beautiful…Long may yer big jib draw!!
~Lloyd and Ol’Salty clink bottles and take huge swigs from their bottles. Banks just looks confused.~
“The Chairman”: What the hell does that mean?
Ol’Salty: Lloyd just basically wished Beautiful all da best in his future endeavors…
“The Chairman”: Why the hell would he do that?! We hate SB!! Man, you guys confuse me with your talk some time…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: It’s like dis Banks. After I’m done with Simply Beautiful on the 20th, he won’t be able t’wrassle anymore so, me be’n da good fella I is, I’d like t’wish him good luck in whatever he does after wrasslin…
“The Chairman”: Well, Cheers!! I guess…
~This time all three men clink their bottles, followed by large swallows of beer. Lloyd begins to speak as he takes the bottle down from his mouth.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: One question though Salty?
Ol’Salty: What?
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Who da hell is Newfy Jack?!
~Scene fades.~
~February 14th, 2007. After Cold Snap, during the short break, Lloyd has made his way back to his small island home of Bell Island, Newfoundland. On the south-west coast of the island there is another rock formation, known as The Bell. Named this for it’s supposed resemblance to a bell. Unreachable without the help of helicopter, Rees just looks out onto the remarkable structure. The camera closes in on the number one contender for the NAPW Championship as he starts to speak.~
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Seems me opponent fer Tuesday night is about t’ pull da same bulls**t d’hat many befer him have. Instead of prepare’n fer one of da biggest matches in his career, Simply Beautiful, is on a rampage look’n fer his ex-boyfriend one Patty Bickle. Beautiful, ferget about Bickle, ferget about Maps, ferget about poor ol’Ms. Eades, and focus yer attention dis way. I know it’s hard t’ferget about somebody when d’hey hurt ya like Bickle has done t’you so, if ya really can’t let dis Bickle ting go, just listen to “Da Lemondrop Kid”, cause like usual, I have all da answers...
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Here it is...Yer boy Bickle got scared and who would blame him? Know’n d’hat he disgraced da title d’hat once meant someting in dis promotion and know’n me return was immanent; Bickle became da sniveling man d’hat he is t’day. After I destroyed him in me return match, he couldn’t bare t’tag with you against me and Banks know’n d’hat more of da same was coming his way. Ya should learn a lesson from yer former buddy Beautiful and follow suit…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Ya see, I can’t imagine we will ever see Bickle again after da hardships he has been put through by yers truly. Do ya want t’end up like him, washed up after a fued with “Da East Coast Sensation”? I tink not!! But, it’s not only Bickle ya know, it’s D!, Rexy, Stein, Uzi. All so-called greats in dis sport; yet d’heir wrasslin careers were all ended by whom else but me…
“The Lemondrop Kid”: Sure, ya hold a victory over me. If I remember correctly, and I’m sure I do, a win by DQ in one of d’hose waste of time Pure Honor matches. Da highlight of yer career if ya ask anyone around here. Probably what you’ll be remembered fer da most in da NAPW. But, tings are not go’n t’go d’hat way on Tuesday. Cause yer look’n at a man d’hat’s on a mission Beautiful, a mission t’bring honor and respect back t’da NAPW Championship and I’ll be dammed if I’m go’n t’let some spaghetti and meatball eat’n, Tony Soprano wannabe Italian from Staten Island, New York get in me f**k’n way….
“The Lemondrop Kid”: What yer look’n at here Simply Beautiful, is da real f**k’n deal, da man d’hat represents everyting da NAPW wants t’be, da only man worthy of hold’n da top title around here, da real top dog, da ~nFa~ Republic of Newfoundland Champion. D’hat’s not simply da best, d’hat’s not simply da coolest; d’hat’s just simply…“DA LEMODROP KID” LLOYD REES!!
~Rees walks away from the camera.~