Post by lanceerickson on Feb 10, 2007 19:22:10 GMT -6
The scene opens in Colorado Springs, Colorado at a local gym where Lance Erikson is training with his long time friend Tyler Finch. After a few minutes of collegiate style wrestling, Tyler Finch taps out to a triangle choke with armbar. Lance releases the submission and helps his buddy to his feet before grabbing a water bottle and a towel.
Tyler Finch: How is it that you've actually gotten better since college? I mean, you've been training for the style they use in the pros, so I thought your collegiate skills would drop a bit. You know? Then I might have a chance.
Lance Erikson sits down with a smile and hucks another towel to Tyler.
Lance Erikson: Most of these guys in the pros don't know how to counter collegiate style, so I work on that too.
Tyler Finch plops down on the bench next to Lance and leans back up against the wall, exhausted. He had just been through almost twenty minutes of hell.
Tyler Finch: While you've been training, I looked up these two yahoos that you're gonna be taking on. Dan Real doesn't look like anything of a threat. He's light and he likes to fly. Catch him and keep him grounded. No sweat right?
Lance Erikson takes a swig of water and looks down at the floor thinking.
Lance Erikson: ...And Dave Hunter?
Tyler Finch: You should have no problem with him. He's got the height advantage, but you're only four pounds lighter and a hell of a lot stronger. He won't be able to beat you, but don't screw around.
Lance Erikson: Gotcha. I had no intention of screwing around anyway. The man's a beast, but I'm also waiting to be unleashed.
Tyler Finch: Getting called a girl thingy got to you that much?
Lance Erikson almost chokes on his water from laughing so hard.
Lance Erikson: Oh hell no. I thought it was funny because obviously he'd been working on that one for awhile there and he thought it was gold. I just wish he'd come up with something better than that. The guy's a joke. I don't need to waste my time being distraught by whatever idiotic things people have to say about me.
Tyler Finch pulls a carb drink out of his bag and slams it. After a few minutes he jumps up, pumped and ready to go.
Tyler Finch: Alright, let's see what you've got. Get your ass back in the ring.
Lance Erikson finishes his water and doinks the bottle off of Finch's head before climbing back into the ring. Tyler Finch follows suit. They circle each other for a minute before Lance Erikson makes the first move. Finch clobbers him with the water bottle he snuck into the ring and capitalizes before getting downed by Lance.
They continue wrestling as the scene fades to black.
Tyler Finch: How is it that you've actually gotten better since college? I mean, you've been training for the style they use in the pros, so I thought your collegiate skills would drop a bit. You know? Then I might have a chance.
Lance Erikson sits down with a smile and hucks another towel to Tyler.
Lance Erikson: Most of these guys in the pros don't know how to counter collegiate style, so I work on that too.
Tyler Finch plops down on the bench next to Lance and leans back up against the wall, exhausted. He had just been through almost twenty minutes of hell.
Tyler Finch: While you've been training, I looked up these two yahoos that you're gonna be taking on. Dan Real doesn't look like anything of a threat. He's light and he likes to fly. Catch him and keep him grounded. No sweat right?
Lance Erikson takes a swig of water and looks down at the floor thinking.
Lance Erikson: ...And Dave Hunter?
Tyler Finch: You should have no problem with him. He's got the height advantage, but you're only four pounds lighter and a hell of a lot stronger. He won't be able to beat you, but don't screw around.
Lance Erikson: Gotcha. I had no intention of screwing around anyway. The man's a beast, but I'm also waiting to be unleashed.
Tyler Finch: Getting called a girl thingy got to you that much?
Lance Erikson almost chokes on his water from laughing so hard.
Lance Erikson: Oh hell no. I thought it was funny because obviously he'd been working on that one for awhile there and he thought it was gold. I just wish he'd come up with something better than that. The guy's a joke. I don't need to waste my time being distraught by whatever idiotic things people have to say about me.
Tyler Finch pulls a carb drink out of his bag and slams it. After a few minutes he jumps up, pumped and ready to go.
Tyler Finch: Alright, let's see what you've got. Get your ass back in the ring.
Lance Erikson finishes his water and doinks the bottle off of Finch's head before climbing back into the ring. Tyler Finch follows suit. They circle each other for a minute before Lance Erikson makes the first move. Finch clobbers him with the water bottle he snuck into the ring and capitalizes before getting downed by Lance.
They continue wrestling as the scene fades to black.