Post by eagles on Jun 11, 2007 13:28:51 GMT -6
The scene opens with the becoming much to familiar sight of Josh Eagles in yet another different place as he never cuts promos from the same location because that is just boring. This time Josh sits down on a chair at a table in what looks like a coffee stop, possibly a Star Bucks. Across the table from him is a figure not to often seen as when Josh first showed up in New England, his wife Jeska Eagles.
Both look like they were dressed for a day out and both are sipping on rather large and foamy cups of steaming goodness, but Josh is reading a paper and shaking his head in agreement every now and again. Finally after a moment he reaches down and picks up a pen and scribbles something on the paper and slides it back to Jeska.
"There the contract is ready, you can send that back to Randell so he knows I will be showing up for his precious New England Event this week, what is it now? Road to Red, White, and Bruised?"
"Well that is great dear, but you didn't even really read the contract?"
"Meh, I read enough to get the jist of it. Another singles match this week, more then likely against some guy who has a name I can't pronounce and is from Sweden since he already booked me against a Mexican and a Jap and both men got their asses whipped!"
"Good theory but there is a little more to it then that!"
"Really like what dear? Does this guy have an ACTUAL name?"
"Yes he does, his name is David Hilt and it might interest you to know that he is the Mid Atlantic Champion!"
The conversation is abruptly ended as Jeska is doused by the liquid coffee that comes spewing from Josh's mouth at the mention of a CHAMPION. Jeska merely looks at Josh and her eyes narrow as she takes a napkin and begins to wipe her face off.
"Does this me Randell has finally smartened up a bit and given JOSH EAGLES the title shot he deserves?"
"No, this is a non-title match up!"
Again the conversation is ended, but this time it is by Josh's head hitting the table and spilling right into his drink, but he does not seem to care as he keeps slamming his head over and over into the table. People all around the cafe are starting to stare at the couple, but neither is paying much attention. Presently a waiter comes up to the table.
"Madam, sir... I am very sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave this establishment, you are starting to make quite a mess and ruckus!"
Suddenly Josh stops smacking his head on the table and he looks up at the young waiter with a gleam in his eyes. Jeska buries her head in her hands as she knows that look way to well and Josh gets to his feet.
"Look at me, look at me... do you know who I am? Huh? No you don't do you? My name is JOSH "FREAKING" EAGLES and I am one of the best wrestlers in the world today god dammit! Now I want you to take a close look at me and answer me one honest question before I leave... Do I look like a champion to you?"
The boy stares at Josh and tries to keep a straight face, but Josh's face is dripping with cream and coffee, he has over turned a sugar shaker in his hair and the front of his suit is now stained and dripping wet, so after a second of trying to stay serious the boy just begins to laugh loudly. Josh failing to see the humor starts to look around wildly and sees that the majority of the cafe is now laughing at him.
"I don't know what you are all laughing at. Do you know what I have done in the POW?? I am one match away from winning the rights to compete for the Midwestern Heavyweight Title, last week I made the Valor Champion pass out and lose his match against me, since coming I have only lost four matches, two in New England and two in Midwest and what do I have to show for it? A non-title match against David Hilt!!!
Don't think I don't know what's going on here cause I do! Randell has been throwing pointless, useless no name opponents against me weekly because he KNOWS he can't give me a title shot or else nobody else will ever even say they have a chance of becoming a champion again. I was there at Over in Dover, I fought Sum Dum Guy and then watched as David Hilt BEAT Eddie Buchalini and became the new Mid Atlantic Champion.
When I saw Hilt with that belt I envied him, I envied what he had because he got the shot I wasn't being given, the shot I could've and should have had. Now they ask me to face him and him not to put the title on the line, it is mad I tell ya mad. I could be David Hilt any day of the week, hell I can beat people who break my rules of wrestling then I can beat someone who is within them. But to think that the Champion of the People is yet again being held down, it makes me sick to my stomach.
So all you people sitting here laughing at the thought of me being champion right now, let me tell you this. I am going to be in New England this week and I am going to be swinging for the fences and when I do this I am going to be Mr. Hilt and show the world why I should be the Mid Atlantic Champion. Then I am going to set my mark down and I am going to travel the Road to Red, White, and Bruised where I am going to demand my shot against David Hilt for the Mid Atlantic Title and I am going to win and you will all be calling me CHAMPION!!!!!!"
Josh finishes his speech and the whole place just kinda looks at him with a wtf? look on everyones faces.
"Well come on you could show a little support, at least a BOO or something to let me know you guys are listening. You bunch of rudos!"
Out of sympathy a few staggered boos come from the cafe crowd and Josh takes them in with a smile.
"Fine you can all be doubters or whatever you want, but come show time you tune in and you watch Josh Eagles vs David Hilt and you watch as Josh Eagles emerges from yet another battle with his hand held high. Then after now beating the champion Randell will have no choice but to give me the title match that I want. So David better be watching his back because I am coming to New England this week with a purpose and that is too take my next stepping stone in cementing myself into this companies history!!"
"SIRRR READ THE SIGN!!!!"
Josh stops his banter and looks at the waiter who is now frantically pointing at the sign above the counter which reads.
Josh's face goes read and he looks around at the crowd who are now shaking there head at him.
"Well I guess I will be going now... you all evidnetly won't be tuning in... sorry for the mess, ummm, BYE!"
Josh turns and bolts out the door leaving Jeska sitting alone in the cafe with everyone staring at her. She gets up slowly and smiles.
"What, I don't know him!"
Both look like they were dressed for a day out and both are sipping on rather large and foamy cups of steaming goodness, but Josh is reading a paper and shaking his head in agreement every now and again. Finally after a moment he reaches down and picks up a pen and scribbles something on the paper and slides it back to Jeska.
"There the contract is ready, you can send that back to Randell so he knows I will be showing up for his precious New England Event this week, what is it now? Road to Red, White, and Bruised?"
"Well that is great dear, but you didn't even really read the contract?"
"Meh, I read enough to get the jist of it. Another singles match this week, more then likely against some guy who has a name I can't pronounce and is from Sweden since he already booked me against a Mexican and a Jap and both men got their asses whipped!"
"Good theory but there is a little more to it then that!"
"Really like what dear? Does this guy have an ACTUAL name?"
"Yes he does, his name is David Hilt and it might interest you to know that he is the Mid Atlantic Champion!"
The conversation is abruptly ended as Jeska is doused by the liquid coffee that comes spewing from Josh's mouth at the mention of a CHAMPION. Jeska merely looks at Josh and her eyes narrow as she takes a napkin and begins to wipe her face off.
"Does this me Randell has finally smartened up a bit and given JOSH EAGLES the title shot he deserves?"
"No, this is a non-title match up!"
Again the conversation is ended, but this time it is by Josh's head hitting the table and spilling right into his drink, but he does not seem to care as he keeps slamming his head over and over into the table. People all around the cafe are starting to stare at the couple, but neither is paying much attention. Presently a waiter comes up to the table.
"Madam, sir... I am very sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave this establishment, you are starting to make quite a mess and ruckus!"
Suddenly Josh stops smacking his head on the table and he looks up at the young waiter with a gleam in his eyes. Jeska buries her head in her hands as she knows that look way to well and Josh gets to his feet.
"Look at me, look at me... do you know who I am? Huh? No you don't do you? My name is JOSH "FREAKING" EAGLES and I am one of the best wrestlers in the world today god dammit! Now I want you to take a close look at me and answer me one honest question before I leave... Do I look like a champion to you?"
The boy stares at Josh and tries to keep a straight face, but Josh's face is dripping with cream and coffee, he has over turned a sugar shaker in his hair and the front of his suit is now stained and dripping wet, so after a second of trying to stay serious the boy just begins to laugh loudly. Josh failing to see the humor starts to look around wildly and sees that the majority of the cafe is now laughing at him.
"I don't know what you are all laughing at. Do you know what I have done in the POW?? I am one match away from winning the rights to compete for the Midwestern Heavyweight Title, last week I made the Valor Champion pass out and lose his match against me, since coming I have only lost four matches, two in New England and two in Midwest and what do I have to show for it? A non-title match against David Hilt!!!
Don't think I don't know what's going on here cause I do! Randell has been throwing pointless, useless no name opponents against me weekly because he KNOWS he can't give me a title shot or else nobody else will ever even say they have a chance of becoming a champion again. I was there at Over in Dover, I fought Sum Dum Guy and then watched as David Hilt BEAT Eddie Buchalini and became the new Mid Atlantic Champion.
When I saw Hilt with that belt I envied him, I envied what he had because he got the shot I wasn't being given, the shot I could've and should have had. Now they ask me to face him and him not to put the title on the line, it is mad I tell ya mad. I could be David Hilt any day of the week, hell I can beat people who break my rules of wrestling then I can beat someone who is within them. But to think that the Champion of the People is yet again being held down, it makes me sick to my stomach.
So all you people sitting here laughing at the thought of me being champion right now, let me tell you this. I am going to be in New England this week and I am going to be swinging for the fences and when I do this I am going to be Mr. Hilt and show the world why I should be the Mid Atlantic Champion. Then I am going to set my mark down and I am going to travel the Road to Red, White, and Bruised where I am going to demand my shot against David Hilt for the Mid Atlantic Title and I am going to win and you will all be calling me CHAMPION!!!!!!"
Josh finishes his speech and the whole place just kinda looks at him with a wtf? look on everyones faces.
"Well come on you could show a little support, at least a BOO or something to let me know you guys are listening. You bunch of rudos!"
Out of sympathy a few staggered boos come from the cafe crowd and Josh takes them in with a smile.
"Fine you can all be doubters or whatever you want, but come show time you tune in and you watch Josh Eagles vs David Hilt and you watch as Josh Eagles emerges from yet another battle with his hand held high. Then after now beating the champion Randell will have no choice but to give me the title match that I want. So David better be watching his back because I am coming to New England this week with a purpose and that is too take my next stepping stone in cementing myself into this companies history!!"
"SIRRR READ THE SIGN!!!!"
Josh stops his banter and looks at the waiter who is now frantically pointing at the sign above the counter which reads.
A.A.V
Adults Against Violence
Adults Against Violence
Josh's face goes read and he looks around at the crowd who are now shaking there head at him.
"Well I guess I will be going now... you all evidnetly won't be tuning in... sorry for the mess, ummm, BYE!"
Josh turns and bolts out the door leaving Jeska sitting alone in the cafe with everyone staring at her. She gets up slowly and smiles.
"What, I don't know him!"