Post by mickeyfandango on Apr 17, 2011 20:42:18 GMT -5
Scene 1 – A new champion
The scene opens on a large plasma TV hanging on an apartment wall and zooms in to the images currently playing on screen...
“AS: NO! Don’t do this Mickey…you’ll fucking kill him! Don’t do this….What the hell?
BD: This turning ugly, man.
Suddenly a white towel comes flying in the ring. We look over and see it emanated from Sophia who is standing there waving her hands. She’s screaming “It’s over! It’s Over!” The ref looks at Fandango who looks confused at the ref. Finally the ref goes over and calls for the bell. He talks to the announcer for a second giving her the decision.
TL – Ladies and gentlemen, The referee has made the decision to STOP this match. Therefore, your winner and NEEEEWWWWWW Texas Television Champions…..MICKEY FANDANGO!!!!”
II PAUSE
<<REW
>PLAY
“AS: NO! Don’t do this Mickey…you’ll fucking kill him! Don’t do this….What the hell?
BD: This turning ugly, man.
Suddenly a white towel comes flying in the ring. We look over and see it emanated from Sophia who is standing there waving her hands. She’s screaming “It’s over! It’s Over!” The ref looks at Fandango who looks confused at the ref. Finally the ref goes over and calls for the bell. He talks to the announcer for a second giving her the decision.
TL – Ladies and gentlemen, The referee has made the decision to STOP this match. Therefore, your winner and NEEEEWWWWWW Texas Television Champions…..MICKEY FANDANGO!!!!”
II PAUSE
<<REW
>PLAY
“AS: NO! Don’t do this Mickey…you’ll fucking kill him! Don’t do this….What the hell?
BD: This turning ugly, man.
Suddenly a white towel comes flying in the ring. We look over and see it emanated from Sophia who is standing there waving her hands. She’s screaming “It’s over! It’s Over!” The ref looks at Fandango who looks confused at the ref. Finally the ref goes over and calls for the bell. He talks to the announcer for a second giving her the decision.
TL – Ladies and gentlemen, The referee has made the decision to STOP this match. Therefore, your winner and NEEEEWWWWWW Texas Television Champions…..MICKEY FANDANGO!!!!”
II PAUSE
<<REW
>PLAY
“For fuck sake Mick!”
The voice was Doug Hemmings and its intended target was Mickey Fandango who was sat back deep in his sofa happily watching back the moment he became the Television Champ at Primer Anerversario.
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
I can’t help it Doug. It’s the moment I once again became a champion. It’s been a long time overdue!
Doug Hemmings
I agree, but there are better ways to break the pause button. Anyway I just got off the phone from the office. The next card has been announced.
Mickey put the remote down and turned eagerly towards Doug, sitting up and leaning forwards slightly.
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
Come on tell me....
Doug Hemmings
Ok, it is kinda good and bad news...which do you want first?
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
Surprise me....
Doug Hemmings
Ok, Good news you’re in the Main Event, bad news it is a Tag match.
Mickey’s beginnings of a grin were wiped out at the mention of a tag match. He was tied up with Tag action elsewhere and was hoping his first match after becoming champ would be a singles match, hell he would even be happy to face Stu again, although he would be surprised if Stu would be cleared to wrestle any time soon after the beating he took. He glanced down towards the strapping around his knee and acknowledged he had taken his own knocks during a brutal encounter.
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
Who is my partner?
Doug Hemmings
Ace Andrews.
Mickey allowed the grin to reappear. Ace Andrews. The man who had brought him to Ring of Pride. The man who had stood beside him on occasions past. They hadn’t really been able to talk since that very first day Mickey walked through the door. They had each been working on their own agendas, but there was no doubt that they would be a force if paired together.
Doug Hemmings
And before you ask, The Renegades.
Mickey thought for a minute. It made sense. The Renegades already had some heat with Ace after attacking him and then one of them defeated him at Primer Anniversario. Mickey didn’t have a clue which one, he had more important things to concentrate on at that time, and to be honest he didn’t really care. One thing did stick in the memory though, they were after the TV Title. This match meant that a future meeting would make sense. Yeah, Simon was doing good business.
Scene 2 – Interview/Blog?
Oh my god, how long has it been since I last posted a Blog? I’m pretty sure it was while I was still in the WWH! Man things have changed since then! After putting the RRW behind me (come on, closing down just before I was to become World Champ, you know it!), I now find myself a double champ, albeit in different federations. Tag champ over the other side of the pond with the BWF and TV CHAMPIIIIIIIOOOOONNNN in the Ring of Pride!
I hope you all tuned in to Primer Anniversario! I heard they had a good buy rate, and it is hardly surprising with yours truly as the new poster boy! Our match is already being touted as match of the year!
I want to take this opportunity to say thankyou to Stu Price. I certainly have a new respect for the man taking that amount of punishment only to have his bitch throw the towel in. I suppose it is better to be a loser than dead.....isn’t it? Anyway get well soon Stu, I’m sure you will make it out of hospital soon enough.
Back to this week, Meltdown 22 is next up in a couple of days and we find Mickey Fandango (yeah I refer to myself in the third person so what?) is in the Main Event. Now I was hoping to leave the Tag business over on the rainy side of the Atlantic but it seems Simon has other ideas but at least I get to team with my old friend Ace Andrews. It seems so long ago that we were in the Organization together! I’m sure all the chemistry will come flooding back though (oooh not like that!). Seriously, he hasn’t had the best of times lately since MY belt disappeared from around his waist but teaming with me is his best bet at returning to winning ways =]
Especially as our opponents are the very same two who have been tormenting him lately. Oh yes, The Renegades! Sounds scary huh? Or not.....
Renegades? Really? Sounds like a really bad Mad Max rip off to me. Maybe they grew up watching too much of the Road Warriors when they did their Japanese tours? Who cares, all I know is they double teamed Ace to get a weak victory and seem to think they have some claim over MY Television title. What the hell is that all about?
Have you guys heard some of the claims they have been making? Lets address some of them shall we?
First up they claim that I beat Stu because they had taken him out before. Errr hello? Did you guys watch Meltdown before you showed up? I took Stu out the very second he won the belt! I tormented him for weeks and got the job done! You two Johnny come Latelys hardly even left a scratch! I put him in the fucking hospital! In an “I Quit” match I beat him so bad he was not physically able to get the words out. You guys took him out? If that’s how effective you guys are I have nothing to fear.
Next up their three key ingredients to their tag team. What were they again? Oh yeah, talking with a lot of Hot Air, attacking 2 on 1 and making claims they will never back up! No....wait.....that can’t be right. That sounds like the truth. Oh yeah, this is what they CLAIM. Trust, Respect and Loyalty. Three things that Ace and I have in abundance with one another. A bond which stretches through three federations and a stable. No problems there then. What the “Renegades” failed to mention when describing what makes up an “efficient team of destruction” is the simple things that so many people don’t seem to bother with, like doing your fucking research! If you bothered with that you would know all about our history together and wouldn’t sound so fucking stupid when you cut your little promo’s. Don’t get me wrong, you would still sound stupid, let’s be clear on that point, but there are ways to reduce stupidity.
Anyway I’m rambling on so I am going to pick one more thing, the one that makes them sound the stupidest of all (I’m guessing you readers aren’t having to stretch your imagination or suspend your disbelief too much right now at that statement). I am going to pick on the comments from the end of the promo when they finally remembered they had better address me.
They say that this is not my fight. They say they have no beef with me. They say I had better not turn up. In the same breath they think they have a right to come after MY title. Now, unless I am very much mistaken, to try and take this title, one of them will have to....what is it? Oh yeah, FIGHT ME! That would pretty much make it my fight? I would say that threatening to hurt me because I am the champ definitely shows a certain amount of “beef” and rest assured I will be stepping in that ring. The ball is no longer in my court. I just volleyed that fucker straight back at you at a helluva speed, you have seconds to make a move, pressure, quick, tick tock! See you in the ring bitches!
And I will see my loyal readers very soon.
Thank Fuck for Fandango
P.S. Congratulations to El Doucho a Baggo for getting his World Title shot.
Scene 3 – Before the match
Mickey was pacing back and forth in his locker room, he is dressed in his normal gear of union jack style pants and black wrestling boots. He paces quicker taking deep breaths. He begins hitting his chest with both clenched fists at the same time. The breathing quickens and he starts slapping his face with open palms. Now he is jumping on the spot. All the time the most intense look is welded on to his face. His eyes look deep and emotionless, he seems far away and yet right here. His body is pumped, a quick pre-match free weight workout saw to that. He flicks his neck forward and back, side to side and circles it, loosening off then throws his arms out in to large circles beside him. A quick bend down to touch his toes and then he grabs his ankles and pulls himself further down. The joints between his vertebrae let out a few cracks. He stands upright and circles his hips and he lets out a little yell before facing directly into the camera.
“Renegades, come out to playayay. Reneeeegaaaades come out toooo playayayayy!”
He seems intense as he parodies the ending of The Warriors.
“Tonight it doesn’t matter about winning or losing. Tonight is about introductions and proving points. So far you have proved to me that you have no idea who Mickey Fandango is or what he is capable of. You seem to think that you have a devine right to the Texas Television title, you seem to think it should already be yours. Im telling you this. When that bell rings to signal the end of this match you will know EXACTLY who I am, and you will know EXACTLY what I can do. It will literally be written all over your pathetic faces! Take one look in the mirror tomorrow morning and you will see a blow by blow account of your nights work! It will not be pretty sight but then it is hardly an oil painting at the moment now is it?”
He walks to the table, places the title belt over his left shoulder and returns to the camera.
“Anyone can go 2 on 1 and claim a victory. It takes a real man to go one on one, say “this is what I am going to do” and then fucking do it. I entered Ring of Pride with a bang and announced exactly what I was going to do and I did it. I didn’t need anyone to help me or watch my back, I simply backed up my words. Can you two say the same? Really? It took both of you everything you had to take down Ace Andrews before so what makes you think now that the TV Champ is added to even the score that you stand even the smallest chance? Unless you have a third and fourth member of the pussy patrol ready to come and save your asses then I really wouldn’t be placing any of my hard earned cash on you guys! But like I said, the result doesn’t matter. All I need to do tonight is make my statement. My fist, your faces. Let’s see if you wanna come try and take this belt after tonight because I am going nowhere no matter what hollow words you throw at me! Ring of Prides poster boy is about to go to work and show why everyone in this company is thinking Thank Fuck for Fandango!”
Mickey turns to leave but the door opens and a member of the backstage crew enters looking worried.
Crew Member
Mick, it’s Ace, we, well, what it is...
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
Spit it out
Crew Member
Well, we can’t find him....
Mickey thought for a second.
[TV Champ] Mickey Fandango
You had better run along then hadn’t you.
Mickey exited his locker room and headed towards the runway entrance as his music hit.
