Tick...Tock

[Colt Crawford]

October 18th, 2009
Memphis, Tennessee
FedEx Forum, 10:30 A.M.

Several hours before the TWD Showdown event and we get a behind the scenes look at the production crew setting up for what it expected to be another exciting night. There are people working on creating the stage and entrance way, people setting up the ring, while others are working on the pyros for the show. Typically the wrestlers do not arrive for another couple of hours, however, on this day one wrestler has shown up early.

Production Worker: (Working on the Pyros) Mr. Crawford what are you doing at the arena at this time of the day?

Colt: I have a match to prepare for and I was getting bored sitting around my hotel room waiting for it. Why don’t you have the pyros up and working yet?

Production Worker: Mr. Crawford we don’t begin working on them until ten o’clock. That was only a half an hour ago and these things take a couple of hours to set up.

Colt: If I was working on them I would have had them done an hour ago. I have heard you guys are slackers when it comes to work, but I never had the privilege of witnessing it for myself. If the Moderators were really trying to fix up this place he would fire each and every one of you and hire a more competent group of people to set this damn place up.

Colt pushes the guy out of the way and heads down towards the ring where a group of about ten guys are screwing screws and tightening bolts on the ring. The ropes are not up yet and the ring is about half way to the point it needs to be. Colt looks around for a moment and then rolls him self on to the half set up ring. The crew all start yelling at him and begging him to stop, but instead he begins jumping up and down and even drops an elbow drop in the middle of the ring causing it to collapse.

Colt: Another bunch of idiot slackers. This ring just won’t do, especially for a main event the caliber of a world title match between Marcus to and me. You better step up your game or I will have to have words with those in charges and get your all taken care of to.

As Colt is going on his rant a couple security guards come out from the backstage area and ask him to get down from the ring and come with him.

Colt: Am I honestly getting kicked out of the arena, hours before I am about to become World Champion?

Security Guard 1: Mr. Crawford we are not kicking you out of the arena, we are just banning you from coming out here while the production crew is setting up. We have your locker room set up and ready and you can spend the next couple of hours relaxing in there.

Colt: Banned from the ringside, because this incompetent crew can’t take a little criticism? What has this world come to that people can not take an ounce of constructive criticism?


The security guards led him to the back, but instead of going into his locker room he decides to walk out of the building. When he steps outside he is surprised to see a couple of fans already lined up to get in to the building for the show. Instead of ignoring them he decides to head over to a young man whom seems to be standing there with his dad.

Kid: COLT! Can I have an autograph please, please, please, please? I am a huge fan of yours and Panthers.

Colt: Sure thing kid.

Colt signs the autograph and pats the kid on his head.

Dad: Thank you Mr. Crawford. It is good to know that you are not the complete asshole you portray on screen.

Colt: Even I have a soft spot in my heart for the mentally challenged.

Dad: EXCUSE ME!

Colt: The kid has to have some sort of problems if he is a fan of Brian Clark. Not to mention that he is standing out here eight plus hours before the event in a damn t-shirt when it is just barely above freezing. Either he is mentally challenged or his father is.

Dad: You mother fu…

The dad starts to get out of line, but then notices his son looking up at him with a tear in his eye and decides to forget it. Colt smiles and heads on down the street towards who knows what.

People in this town are idiots

Idolizing people like Brian Clark and Marcus T

The TWF was supposedly great

A federation that set the standard during its run

However, the run is over

The new standard is the TWD

We are not limited to monopolizing one state

We monopolize a whole country

Maybe even the whole world

If we could have a respectable leader to get us there

Not an irrational mouth at the top of the mountain

The Moderators have created a way to eliminate the mouth

But it is unnecessary

They already had scheduled the best resolution

The man that will take the TWD into global success

The man that will look across from Marcus T

And laugh

The man that will stand toe to toe with the “Champ”

And punch him right in the face

The man that showed the whole world that Saber was and will always be

Nothing more than a worthless bum

That man is I

Today begins my climb to the top

And once I get there I will I won’t fall

Not even down one step

And I will face every foe that steps in front of me

And like the Production Worker

I will push each and everyone out of my way with ease

Starting this week with Marcus T

And sooner then later with The Big Bad Cat

But it won’t matter

Cause I am the best there is

And I dare…

No I double dare

Some one to prove to wrong

Until then…

Just remember that I am

Holier Than Thou

Colt stops in front of a Sub-Way restaurant and decides to grab a little lunch.