Post by dane on Aug 3, 2008 18:56:59 GMT -5
Terry Dane's confidence returned to him and he feels mentally prepared to face his opponents in the triple threat match. However, he feels he must prepare his body for the match that is less than one week away. Terry returns to the place he learned everything he knows about wrestling: Tom Stone's Barn. Terry and two other former Stone students are in the make-shift ring inside the building.
Terry- Guys, I need your help. I have a triple threat match on Saturday and I need to truly get into the psychology of the style of match. I asked you two because Tom said if I ever needed help, to call you.
Guy- Why would Tom suggest us? Jack and I haven't wrestled in years and Tom quit speaking to us when we stopped wrestling. He said we were, “Stupid, yellow bastards.”
Jack- Is that all he said to you, Jerry? He called me a long haired fagot with a small-well, you know.
Terry- Knowing Tom, he knew you'd think you owed him for pussing out after he spent all that time training you. Hey, I almost was you guys.
The two men look at one another. They shake their heads and turn to Terry.
Jerry- Tom was right. We owe him something for disappointing him. So, you need to work us in a triple threat match- let's get to it then!
Jerry and Jack attack Terry with no warning. They double team him with a variety of solid moves, but he manages find a way out each time and finally hits Jerry with the DTD and covers. All three men are sweating and exhausted, but go through another match with the similar results, but Terry hits Jack with a Light the Wick and covers. Just as the men are catching their breath, an older woman enters the barn with Lemonade.
Woman- Now boys, you are going to get dehydrated. Get your asses out that ring and drink up!
All 3- Yes, Mrs. Stone.
Mrs. Stone- How's it going, anyway?
Jerry: Terry is an absolute natural. Probably the best Tom trained.
Mrs. Stone- Well, you two might had been if you had turn tail and ran because you got pussy whipped!
Terry- Pussy wh-
Jack: We both got married to women who aren't fond of wrestling.
Mrs Stone- You think I am! Hell, no! My Tom loved it, so I supported him because I loved him! Those bitched you two married only love themselves!
Terry- Mrs. Stone, please don't-
Jerry- No, she's right. I married a bitch.
Jack- Me, too. A real selfish bitch.
Mrs. Stone- Terry, you got a good woman and you need to hang on to her like a cowboy on a bridal-as matter of fact, that reminds me of when Tom and I-
Terry- (changing the subject) So, why are you two still married, then?
Jack: Because we are pussies.
Jerry- Tom called it.
Terry- You aren't that old. You could get back in. Grow a few.
Jerry- Sorry, but my wife keeps mine locked in her purse.
Jack- Yeah, I'm supposed to be working overtime right now. You are a lucky man, Terry. You got to know that.
Terry- I do, but I didn't know how lucky.
Mrs Stone- Yeah, so don't let her down. Show those two gimmicks that you are the real deal!
Jack- Gimmicks? What are they working as? A waiter and a fish?
Terry- Ironically, you are pretty close.
Jerry- Seriously? Well, Mrs. Stone is right, you show them who the real wrestler is. You have the skills. Go in there and show them.
Terry- They might be good in the ring. I don't know, but I do know I have prepared myself mentally and physically for this match. If they come into it all gimmick, they are going to lose and lose big. I am the real deal and I am a man that can take it to anyone in the ring. There are men in this company that know that very well. On Saturday, I will walk be ready and they better be as well.
Mrs. Stone- Ok, Terry, enough of the promo cutting crap. Get back in that ring and show these two ball-less wonders what you've got!
Mrs. Stone exits as the three shake their heads and get back to work. End.
Terry- Guys, I need your help. I have a triple threat match on Saturday and I need to truly get into the psychology of the style of match. I asked you two because Tom said if I ever needed help, to call you.
Guy- Why would Tom suggest us? Jack and I haven't wrestled in years and Tom quit speaking to us when we stopped wrestling. He said we were, “Stupid, yellow bastards.”
Jack- Is that all he said to you, Jerry? He called me a long haired fagot with a small-well, you know.
Terry- Knowing Tom, he knew you'd think you owed him for pussing out after he spent all that time training you. Hey, I almost was you guys.
The two men look at one another. They shake their heads and turn to Terry.
Jerry- Tom was right. We owe him something for disappointing him. So, you need to work us in a triple threat match- let's get to it then!
Jerry and Jack attack Terry with no warning. They double team him with a variety of solid moves, but he manages find a way out each time and finally hits Jerry with the DTD and covers. All three men are sweating and exhausted, but go through another match with the similar results, but Terry hits Jack with a Light the Wick and covers. Just as the men are catching their breath, an older woman enters the barn with Lemonade.
Woman- Now boys, you are going to get dehydrated. Get your asses out that ring and drink up!
All 3- Yes, Mrs. Stone.
Mrs. Stone- How's it going, anyway?
Jerry: Terry is an absolute natural. Probably the best Tom trained.
Mrs. Stone- Well, you two might had been if you had turn tail and ran because you got pussy whipped!
Terry- Pussy wh-
Jack: We both got married to women who aren't fond of wrestling.
Mrs Stone- You think I am! Hell, no! My Tom loved it, so I supported him because I loved him! Those bitched you two married only love themselves!
Terry- Mrs. Stone, please don't-
Jerry- No, she's right. I married a bitch.
Jack- Me, too. A real selfish bitch.
Mrs. Stone- Terry, you got a good woman and you need to hang on to her like a cowboy on a bridal-as matter of fact, that reminds me of when Tom and I-
Terry- (changing the subject) So, why are you two still married, then?
Jack: Because we are pussies.
Jerry- Tom called it.
Terry- You aren't that old. You could get back in. Grow a few.
Jerry- Sorry, but my wife keeps mine locked in her purse.
Jack- Yeah, I'm supposed to be working overtime right now. You are a lucky man, Terry. You got to know that.
Terry- I do, but I didn't know how lucky.
Mrs Stone- Yeah, so don't let her down. Show those two gimmicks that you are the real deal!
Jack- Gimmicks? What are they working as? A waiter and a fish?
Terry- Ironically, you are pretty close.
Jerry- Seriously? Well, Mrs. Stone is right, you show them who the real wrestler is. You have the skills. Go in there and show them.
Terry- They might be good in the ring. I don't know, but I do know I have prepared myself mentally and physically for this match. If they come into it all gimmick, they are going to lose and lose big. I am the real deal and I am a man that can take it to anyone in the ring. There are men in this company that know that very well. On Saturday, I will walk be ready and they better be as well.
Mrs. Stone- Ok, Terry, enough of the promo cutting crap. Get back in that ring and show these two ball-less wonders what you've got!
Mrs. Stone exits as the three shake their heads and get back to work. End.