Post by "Mercennario" Chris Danielson on Aug 9, 2011 1:56:37 GMT -5
We open up this scene right inside of an arena. We have a cloudy day and we know this because there is no roof inside of this. This arena is not yet ready for the event which will take on later this week as Saturday Night’s Main Event returns to Kansas. For this reason, the arena is empty. Blue sets, red seats, white seats. Every single one of them has nothing but probably just dust if anything. There is a ring in the middle though, surrounded only be the concrete floor, this ring seems to be in very good conditions. From our view, at the upper left corner there is an opened entrance door. We notice someone coming in which seems to be Chris Danielson. Wearing red tights, black ring boots, black wrist tape and a black shirt promoting SNME’s “Highway 2 Hell” Pay Per View event. He stands in front of the steel steps and stops. He stares at them and then turns his look to all over the arena before beginning to speak.
“This is my life. The only place I can really call home has become every single ring I step in. As a wrestler, I travel all the time, at least once per week. I can’t blame anyone for that though, because this is what I chose for me. This is what I wanted my life to be. Every single fan watching home has their house, their families, they sleep and wake up in the same place, and even my family does that, but us? We sleep one day in a city and don’t know where we will sleep the next day. I was born for this. This ring is the only thing I know I will be watching again when I leave the city. Everything but that ring is different.”
Danielson finally starts walking on the steel steps slowly enjoying every time his foot steps on it. He then slowly rubs his hands on the ropes staying outside of the ring.
“Every single one of us is here for a reason. This week we are going to be on a team, Matt. Matt, I am no Justin Tyger, but I beg you to trust me. We are partners right now and that is all that should matter now. After this, we can keep looking at each other as opponents, but now we need to concentrate on this. Barrett and Wolfe both have a purpose on here. Wade Barrett and Desmond Wolfe had probably already planned this all along. Wolfe was probably praying to get the tag team title shot briefcase so their plan went just how they wanted to. They wanted to make an impact on Saturday Night’s Main Event and they just did it. They may not be tag team veterans as you are, but they have already received their chance to taste gold for a first them, at least on SNME. They are friends, Matt. They are a tag team. They all came here with the purpose of dominating and that is why they need to take the Usos down, but us? What about us? You are here because you have a passion Matt. You are here because you love the adrenaline of stealing the show week in and week out. Me? I am here to become the best wrestling this organization has ever seen. We both strive every single day to show how talented we are. Matt, people have hope in us. We can do great things here. We are not a tag team Matt, but we have a lot things in common that can make us unite. Certainly they want to dominate. They want to make an impact for a second straight week, and this is the time for us to do our first showdown. This is the time for you to show me what you are capable of. This is my time to show you what I am capable of. Matt, we need to overcome this.”
Danielson enters the ring, and walks to the opposite corner crossing both of his arms and resting them on the top turnbuckle.
“Matt, Barrett and Wolfe are wise enough to know we will be opponents in a few weeks and they will probably try to use that to their advantage, but we cannot let this happen. At Highway 2 Hell, there will be an Elimination Chamber match. Hell will be burning that night, but Matt, this time we can show the whole world that we can froze that over and let everyone know how special we are. We can show everyone that we deserve those cheers. I am honestly going to confess that as I child I always had that feeling that I should never be a high flyer wrestler, because that way I could probably fall and never be anything more than a spot monkey, but you Matt, you are to me a living example that high flying is not a spot, it is an art. I respect you, Matt. I respect you a lot and that is why this moment I am telling you that whatever happens after our match at Highway 2 Hell, I will be there standing there with my extended hand waiting you to accept my handshake. I wish I could’ve been there with you when you needed that help. Like I told you, I am no Justin Tyger, but good God I wish we can create a friendship. I want you to know that I see a friend in you. I see you as a man that is willing to do everything for the fans. I see you as a man that deserves more respect then he gets. Matt, this week you need to concentrate on this and show the world that you are better than they all think. Stop pushing you down, Matt. Barrett and Wolfe are both strong, they are smart, but Matt, if they fail, what will be left for them? Their desire of power and controlling this industry is what drives them together, but our story is different. Our only purpose is to put on a show like no other.”
Danielson smirks to his own comments. He then starts to pull the ropes in order to check on them, with the camera slowly panning out as the scene fades to black.
“This is my life. The only place I can really call home has become every single ring I step in. As a wrestler, I travel all the time, at least once per week. I can’t blame anyone for that though, because this is what I chose for me. This is what I wanted my life to be. Every single fan watching home has their house, their families, they sleep and wake up in the same place, and even my family does that, but us? We sleep one day in a city and don’t know where we will sleep the next day. I was born for this. This ring is the only thing I know I will be watching again when I leave the city. Everything but that ring is different.”
Danielson finally starts walking on the steel steps slowly enjoying every time his foot steps on it. He then slowly rubs his hands on the ropes staying outside of the ring.
“Every single one of us is here for a reason. This week we are going to be on a team, Matt. Matt, I am no Justin Tyger, but I beg you to trust me. We are partners right now and that is all that should matter now. After this, we can keep looking at each other as opponents, but now we need to concentrate on this. Barrett and Wolfe both have a purpose on here. Wade Barrett and Desmond Wolfe had probably already planned this all along. Wolfe was probably praying to get the tag team title shot briefcase so their plan went just how they wanted to. They wanted to make an impact on Saturday Night’s Main Event and they just did it. They may not be tag team veterans as you are, but they have already received their chance to taste gold for a first them, at least on SNME. They are friends, Matt. They are a tag team. They all came here with the purpose of dominating and that is why they need to take the Usos down, but us? What about us? You are here because you have a passion Matt. You are here because you love the adrenaline of stealing the show week in and week out. Me? I am here to become the best wrestling this organization has ever seen. We both strive every single day to show how talented we are. Matt, people have hope in us. We can do great things here. We are not a tag team Matt, but we have a lot things in common that can make us unite. Certainly they want to dominate. They want to make an impact for a second straight week, and this is the time for us to do our first showdown. This is the time for you to show me what you are capable of. This is my time to show you what I am capable of. Matt, we need to overcome this.”
Danielson enters the ring, and walks to the opposite corner crossing both of his arms and resting them on the top turnbuckle.
“Matt, Barrett and Wolfe are wise enough to know we will be opponents in a few weeks and they will probably try to use that to their advantage, but we cannot let this happen. At Highway 2 Hell, there will be an Elimination Chamber match. Hell will be burning that night, but Matt, this time we can show the whole world that we can froze that over and let everyone know how special we are. We can show everyone that we deserve those cheers. I am honestly going to confess that as I child I always had that feeling that I should never be a high flyer wrestler, because that way I could probably fall and never be anything more than a spot monkey, but you Matt, you are to me a living example that high flying is not a spot, it is an art. I respect you, Matt. I respect you a lot and that is why this moment I am telling you that whatever happens after our match at Highway 2 Hell, I will be there standing there with my extended hand waiting you to accept my handshake. I wish I could’ve been there with you when you needed that help. Like I told you, I am no Justin Tyger, but good God I wish we can create a friendship. I want you to know that I see a friend in you. I see you as a man that is willing to do everything for the fans. I see you as a man that deserves more respect then he gets. Matt, this week you need to concentrate on this and show the world that you are better than they all think. Stop pushing you down, Matt. Barrett and Wolfe are both strong, they are smart, but Matt, if they fail, what will be left for them? Their desire of power and controlling this industry is what drives them together, but our story is different. Our only purpose is to put on a show like no other.”
Danielson smirks to his own comments. He then starts to pull the ropes in order to check on them, with the camera slowly panning out as the scene fades to black.