Post by Next Generation on Feb 18, 2007 2:39:54 GMT -5
The Next Gen trio is in the locker room of a gym somewhere in Regina. Mack supervised the workout, chowing down on an Italian hero as his boys sweated it out on the machines and in the ring. Sakai is shirtless, with black karate pants on. Santiago is in street clothes, with his mask on as always, sitting on a bench.
Mack: I'll tell you fellas, you looked all kinds of good out there! Sakai, you had those weights movin' like you were a big ol' heavyweight! And Santi, man, you ran circles against those guys in the ring. Really a great sparring match. And I liked how you guys really bore down and focused on what we talked about; timing, ring splitting, and getting those quick tags in to keep fresh. Tough as he is, we can't rely on Santiago to be Superman in every match. (chuckles, as do Sakai and Santiago) One thing I was wondering about, though.
Sakai: (in Japanese) When's dinner?
Mack: Real funny. No, not that. What do you guys think about (pulls out a stereo system) brand new theme music?
The International Superstars just look at him, and shrug. They could care less about their theme music.
Mack: No? Have a listen!
Mack sets the stereo down on the bench, and hits play, looking like a kid showing off his new bike. The music is pretty generic hard rock. After a short nifty-if-simple riff plays for a about fifteen seconds, Mack bopping his head and playing air drums the all way. Sakai and Santiago look very disinterested. And then, the lyrics kick in. Fast paced latino rap.
Song lyrics: ¡Oye, yo, Sakai y Santiago, mejores luchadores en el yo de mundo, los golpes de moonsaults y cuerpo, yo, meciendo fuera a la nueva mermelada del golpe, oye, yo es SAKAI Y SANTIAGO!
Next Gen sits, wide-eyed, almost in horror.
Santiago: Leo...
Mack smiles and hits stop.
Mack: Cool, right? It's hip, and, ya know, he's not really saying much, but it sounds cool to anyone who doesn't speak Spanish!
Sakai: (in Japanese) It's kind of silly, don't you think? I'm more than happy with the music NAPW provided us. can't we just focus on more important things, like the Monsters?
Mack: I thought it was cool! C'mon, don't be so square. We'll just try it once and see if the fans dig it.
Sakai: (in Japanese) What is "square"?
Mack: Like a dork. You know dork, right?
Sakai: (in Japanese) I'm no dork!
Mack: So then let's try the music!
Santiago: BUENO, la multa. ¿Pero una vez nada más, bueno? ¿Si los ventiladores no lo quieren, volvemos a la música vieja. ...can que vamos obtiene los tacos?
Mack: Tacos? I was thinking maybe something more healthy.
Sakai and Santiago look at each other. A few tacos surely won't hurt them. Santiago weighs nearly half as much as his opponents, for goodness sake.
Mack: OK, fine. Let's hit it.
Mack picks up the stereo, and hits the music again.
Swiftly, Sakai kicks the boombox out of his hands and into the wall, cutting the music short.
Mack: What the?!?
Sakai just smiles and picks it up.
Sakai: (in Japanese) Not broken. Let's go eat, Leo.
He hands him the player, AFTER extracting the CD and pocketing it, and the three walk out.
fade.
Mack: I'll tell you fellas, you looked all kinds of good out there! Sakai, you had those weights movin' like you were a big ol' heavyweight! And Santi, man, you ran circles against those guys in the ring. Really a great sparring match. And I liked how you guys really bore down and focused on what we talked about; timing, ring splitting, and getting those quick tags in to keep fresh. Tough as he is, we can't rely on Santiago to be Superman in every match. (chuckles, as do Sakai and Santiago) One thing I was wondering about, though.
Sakai: (in Japanese) When's dinner?
Mack: Real funny. No, not that. What do you guys think about (pulls out a stereo system) brand new theme music?
The International Superstars just look at him, and shrug. They could care less about their theme music.
Mack: No? Have a listen!
Mack sets the stereo down on the bench, and hits play, looking like a kid showing off his new bike. The music is pretty generic hard rock. After a short nifty-if-simple riff plays for a about fifteen seconds, Mack bopping his head and playing air drums the all way. Sakai and Santiago look very disinterested. And then, the lyrics kick in. Fast paced latino rap.
Song lyrics: ¡Oye, yo, Sakai y Santiago, mejores luchadores en el yo de mundo, los golpes de moonsaults y cuerpo, yo, meciendo fuera a la nueva mermelada del golpe, oye, yo es SAKAI Y SANTIAGO!
Next Gen sits, wide-eyed, almost in horror.
Santiago: Leo...
Mack smiles and hits stop.
Mack: Cool, right? It's hip, and, ya know, he's not really saying much, but it sounds cool to anyone who doesn't speak Spanish!
Sakai: (in Japanese) It's kind of silly, don't you think? I'm more than happy with the music NAPW provided us. can't we just focus on more important things, like the Monsters?
Mack: I thought it was cool! C'mon, don't be so square. We'll just try it once and see if the fans dig it.
Sakai: (in Japanese) What is "square"?
Mack: Like a dork. You know dork, right?
Sakai: (in Japanese) I'm no dork!
Mack: So then let's try the music!
Santiago: BUENO, la multa. ¿Pero una vez nada más, bueno? ¿Si los ventiladores no lo quieren, volvemos a la música vieja. ...can que vamos obtiene los tacos?
Mack: Tacos? I was thinking maybe something more healthy.
Sakai and Santiago look at each other. A few tacos surely won't hurt them. Santiago weighs nearly half as much as his opponents, for goodness sake.
Mack: OK, fine. Let's hit it.
Mack picks up the stereo, and hits the music again.
Swiftly, Sakai kicks the boombox out of his hands and into the wall, cutting the music short.
Mack: What the?!?
Sakai just smiles and picks it up.
Sakai: (in Japanese) Not broken. Let's go eat, Leo.
He hands him the player, AFTER extracting the CD and pocketing it, and the three walk out.
fade.