What Do You Do When The POO Hits The Fan?

Denver, Colorado. The Pepsi Center. December 30th, 2009. The Intercontinental Championship. At Lethal Beatings, two men will be in that very ring giving their all for the chance to either become or stay champion. Tyrone Kidd. Prescott Oswald Ornealas. The Show goes into this match against maybe one of his toughest adversary up to date with the ever so young and green standout wrestler in POO. This is definitely going to be a true test for the outgoing, wisecracking champion. Out of all of the people that he's step into the ring with, few wrestlers came with the heart as POO has. This is a kid in one a roll since he's been there and even in defeat... he still keeps fighting. He almost has nothing to lose and comes to the match ready to put on the match of the century in order to win the gold. But what about the champ? Recently, Tyrone went on camera relieving his duty and CEO of his own company. And to top it off, he doesn't have to be worry only with his title match, but with the Lethal Brawl in itself. With all this pressure, who know what could be going through one person's head. Is it enough to break the will of the current champion or is Kidd looking at it as a dark tunnel that he's trying to keep moving until he see that one strand of light at the end. Time to get into the mind of the Krowned Prince of the UWF... LET THE SHOW BEGIN!! Attention: Unfortunately I am to announce that flight number 5283 en route to Denver is cancelled due to the current wind and foggy conditions at the Denver International Airport... "Just my luck, huh?" The words mumbled out of my mouth as I look out to the crowded area known the world as the Los Angeles eXchange airport. As the countdown to Christmas comes to a slow winding end, everyone and their mother are spending their last dollars and cents to set up their own spot for a flight to spend this cherish holiday with their loved ones. The sad part is when you're in Hollywood, you have a whole lot of people doing the same trip at the VERY last minute. And when that happens, things will NEVER go your way. Now I know the big question that you guys are asking is, 'Where does the reigning and defending Intercontinental Champion fit in all of this?' Well..., thanks to being able to think ahead as well as... a GENEROUS donation, I was able to be secluded in one of the airport indoor smoking section. So here I am, sitting in the corner wearing smoke gray Sean John suit with my Compac laptop leaning towards me on my lap. As part of the deal, I was able to get the airport to lend me a couple of their security to guard the clear glass double doors. With all these people stranded and wandering in the airport, I don't need to be interrupted. The guards at the door make it a whole lot easier to gain a little bit of my sanity during this tough time. *SIGH* Two things. There are two things that are busy rotting up the space in my brain at the moment. I mean it's only been a couple days since I made the announcement relinquishing the majority of my duty as boss of Five Star Talent Agency™. Yet, I still wonder if I really made the right decision in doing so. I mean... this was the life that I wanted. I had plans that after I did all that I wanted to do for the sport of wrestling, I wanted to be able... scratch that... to STILL be able to hold on to that success and use it as a way to give back. To give it back to people, who have that talent to make it in the business, but need a better push in the right direction. And I was doing a great job. First off, it's been a year or so since I put this company together and we're not out of business. So that's always good, We've been able to get our name in the market and made some great signings. Adrian Grenier and Milo Ventimilia are just a couple of the young talented actors that I was fortunate to cross paths with. And who can forget the trip to England during the UWF International Tour. That was when I picked up my favorite acquisition, Michael Alston. That was an experience that I would love to do again. I was able to not only give the guy a job on NCIS, I was able to make a great friend that I hope will continue to bloom in the near future. To add onto it, I have one of the hardest working people in Terri Strauss who wouldn't hesitate one second to put on some armor and go to war for me if that's what it took in order to move up in the world. I had all my eggs in one carefully placed basket... And yet... I still felt unfinished. I felt like there was something missing. Like I didn't do everything that I wanted to do in my career as... The Show... and because of that every day I went to work I had that itch... you know what I'm talking about. Not that literal itch where you go to an island getaway and the night before you were bit by the local mosquitoes. Only to develop a big ass bump that's irritating. ... And NO not that nasty type of itch that you have to look back at your life and make you think... "God! Maybe I shouldn't have pick Zoey as the front runner of my Captain Save-A-Ho campaign" Itā€™s the itch where you hunger for competition. The itch where all you thirst forā€¦ are championships. The same itch where you live from week to week working to have your hand raise and know that you ARE the best of the best. Itā€™s the only itch that has you waking up in the middle of the night. Then youā€™re just sitting up in the bed clutching your fist, and waiting impatiently for the days to pass. What for? So you can have that weekly dose of adrenaline from the fans screaming your name. Itā€™s that very same itch that I couldnā€™t shake away from me. That is the reason why I ended up in Legendā€™s federation to begin with. But I took everything for granted. Well not reallyā€¦ I just thought that I could balance all of them around. I thought that I was able to balance a personal life along with my professional life and my love for wrestling. That I would be able to say that I have everything in my life going just the way I wanted to go. To quote like that one memorable scene in Titanicā€¦ I wanted to be King of the World. But the more and more I got into UWF, the more I saw that I couldnā€™t be successful giving just a third of my effort into it. Case in point was when I was pinned in my first match again Sam Horrey and Darren Revel. Were they better than me? Maybe that night they were, but all in all, they are not anywhere near to the level I can achieve. So I shrugged it off. I mean it was one little lostā€¦ but then it became anotherā€¦ and another until it came to an embarrassing effort at the Pay-Per-View. Thatā€™s when I started to find out it wasnā€™t possible. I started seeing my fiancĆ©e and my kids less and less because I was on the road 8 days out of the week either at my agency or in the ring. Then at the same time, because I was coming from wrestling in different arenas to being professional and be the big boss the next day, it left me with few times to heal my aches and pains. Plus it always put me in a debacle for the next week. Either Iā€™m in too much pain from last weekā€™s match and I have to take a couple of days off in order to not spaz out on unsuspecting workers or Iā€™m too much into making my clients happy in one way or another that I donā€™t have any time to scout or train for my upcoming matches. And to top it off, I had to have the added pressure of having a boss who wanted nothing more than to dethrone me as his companyā€™s Intercontinental Champion. You know that someone has it in for you when they give a title shot to someone who even on my worst day isnā€™t able to be a footnote in the company. To be perfectly honest, this was nothing more but a losing battle for meā€¦ unfortunately. I stand up from out of the corner and look out past the guards and to the people sitting in the seat for my flight. ā€œHmph!ā€ Theyā€™re just as upset as I am. Itā€™s sad really. Weā€™re both looking to be happy. Just in different ways. You see all these people really want is to be able to be enjoying their holidays together. They are dying to do eat Christmas dinner, make jokes, sing kumbaya, and just enjoy each otherā€™s company. Unfortunately, Iā€™m able to be so lucky. However, what I want to do is to not have a single care in the world. Have my career, my business and my family and say that life canā€™t get any betterā€¦ Instead, what I got was the irony of making a choice. ā€˜What was more important to me?ā€™ Was it the satisfaction of being a future entrepreneur or is it being known as one of the greatest wrestling of ALL time. Thatā€™s a hefty decision that was weighed on my shoulders. Itā€™s that same decision that would cripple the normal nine to five guyā€¦ but not me. Not The Show. I knew what I had to do and as much as I tried to keep from doing soā€¦ it had to be done. In the end, as long as I have that drive and that thirst to not stop until I was Universal Championā€¦, I could never really leave wrestling and the UWF, could I? While Iā€™m zoning out, one of the double door start to open up and one of the guards popped his head through. Wearing a pair of shades and some kind of an earpiece on the side towards me, he waves his hand to me as a sign to bring me over. I oblige. ā€œExcuse me, Sir. There is a ā€˜Milkyā€™ Graves from UWF outside saying that he would like to have a word with youā€¦ā€ Without any hesitation, I answer back. ā€œSend him offā€¦ā€ The guard looked shocked at the answer I gave him. I guess heā€™s watched my promo and knows that I am one to usually not turn down a chance to talk to the worldā€¦ ā€œAre you sure, sir?ā€ ā€¦But this time itā€™s different. ā€œYeah. Tell him no interviews until I make it to Denver.ā€ The guard shrugs his shoulders and takes his out of the door to relay the message. I moved a little bit to the left as I see the old pasty bastard himself, Milky, being relayed the message. The look of disappointment on his face is priceless. I almost broke out in laughter as he just looks over the guardā€™s shoulder. He gives me this face. The look where he just look directly at me as a way to make me change my mind. I just look at him and shrug my shoulder as more guards are being called in to escort him out. As he makes his way back to the camera crew, I shake my head as I head back to my little corner in the room. I knew why he wanted to talk to me. Itā€™s the same thing that everyone from the fans to everyone on the roster has been talking about for the last month or so. It may be just the reason why I had to make such a career changing decision to begin with. As I pick up my laptop, I turn it around, and right smack dab in the middle of my screen is the topic of discussion as well as my opponent for the Lethal Beatingsā€¦ Prescott Oswald Ornealas. POO, the masqueraded teenager. Heā€™s the next challenger for my established title reign. Iā€™m not going to lie; this kid has a whole of spunk as well as a lot going for him. The way he walked into his match against Ravi a couple weeks ago. The way he gave his heart into it and laid everything one the table, even in defeat, was commendable to say the least. I mean that match shown so much of my opponent that I had to do something that I rarely do when it comes to my opponentsā€¦ I had to retract my statements. I mean in those fifteen minutes, the kid went from another roadblock in my reign of dominance to a hungry challenger. To me, that is impressive. But exactly how impressive is that? I started to go through Google to get as much information as I can find on the young dynamic sensation. So I type in ā€˜Prescott Oswald Ornealasā€™ in the box. And then look down at my two opinions. Hmmā€¦ Well since I might be stuck here for a while, Iā€™ll just be different and press ā€˜Iā€™m feeling luckyā€™. What came next almost made me drop my jawā€¦ ā€œGoogle does not search POO because Google knows that you donā€™t go looking for POOā€¦ POO goes looking for you!ā€ So what is this guys a computer hacker now?! I donā€™t know whether to be mad, laugh, or be disgusted but the actually sentence. So I just sat there for a minute or two, dumbfounded at the webpage. Okā€¦ so plan B. I head to the UWF website and take a look at all the matches in the archive. Each matchā€¦ from Eoghan Matthews and Majiq to Ravi and our little tag team teaserā€¦ they had the same thing. The boy wonder had the same mentalityā€¦ NO FEAR. It didnā€™t match if you were 8ā€™12ā€ or if you weighed a ton, he came into each match with the same confidence and bold attitude that you just had to respect. Each guy thought that just because he is a frail adolescent kid, that he was an easy paycheck. They looked past young Prescott heart and slept on his talent. Slept on his determination to use what he has to win. Itā€™s the reason why he got this title shot to begin with. The boy never said die. I start thinking about last weeksā€™ tag match and remember the moment where I was tagged in and stood toe-to-toe with him. I felt the intensity. I felt that he didnā€™t care about the glitz or the glamour at that very moment. He didnā€™t care about the cameras flashing or the fans cheering. All he saw was opportunityā€¦ HIS opportunity. The same chance he has at this PPVā€¦ and thatā€™s what drives him. Itā€™s a scary thoughtā€¦ I put my computer back down and get up from the corner once again. What I am doing? I start pacing back and forth in my little box of a room. I feel like Iā€™m admitting defeat. I lean my head on the closest wall. I mean this kid is seventeen with the courage of a lionā€¦ but heā€™s not unbeatable I shake my head. Ravi just beat him not too long ago. I turn around and lean on the wall. The kid just has underdog pride. Heā€™s trying to make it from nothing to something. Everyone has gone through it through one point or another. Remember when you came back and face Serena for the title. You were the underdog. No one expected you to hold singles gold. Especially when it was a big time title like the Intercontinental Championship. Hell, you couldnā€™t do a good enough job holding the tag team championship with Ravi. And Serena just pulled the upset over Gary two weeks prior to it. The crystal ball was in her side. Why would anyone think that Kidd could pull the upset?! I smirk to myself But I did. One way or another I beat the dominate Stunner and won it. I showed the world what I was made of and when push came to shoveā€¦ I succeeded. And look at me. Three months later, Iā€™m in the EXACT same predicamentā€¦ but just now on the other side of the court. In the midst of my thought process, I get interrupted by a knock on the window. Itā€™s one of the security guard. I guess he took a look inside the room and saw me in my dazed state. I look at him as he cracks open the door. ā€œYou ok, man?ā€ I smirk. ā€œYeah Iā€™m ok.ā€ Nice to know, heā€™s so thoughtful. Haha. ā€œAlright. I heard that the plane isnā€™t too far away.ā€ I nod my head in appreciation. But as he goes to shut the door, a thought hits me. ā€œHey!ā€ I raise my hand and raise my voice just loud enough to stop him. ā€œHmm..ā€ ā€œCan you get me my carry on bag right next to you?ā€ The guard looks down and to his right and see a small little red bag next to him. I walk up to the door and he has me the bag and nods his head. I smile and go in my pocket. I hand him a hundred dollar bill before I go back to the wall I was leaning on. I open up the bag and pull out my Intercontinental Title. I chuckle. ā€œDamn Iā€™m good at making deals!ā€ I put the bag down and grab the belt with both hands. I look directly into the big part of it and just cherish it for a moment. This is what I fought for. I look down at the bottom and look at the name plate. I look at my name on the bottom and grin from cheek to cheek. This is what I have given my all to keep. I drop one of my hands and grab hard on the belt with the other hand. I place it over my shoulder and feel the weight feel so comfortable on there. It almost feels like it was meant to be there. And this is what I will do whatever it takes to walk out the same way I walked in. POOā€™s heart might be able to keep him from being afraid, but Iā€™m ready for that. He might be ready to make this the greatest match in history. But Iā€™m ready to win. I need to. I have to. Itā€™s not about the Lethal Brawl. That is just an added bonus. Right now itā€™s about proving my reign is worth mentioning. Itā€™s about maintaining my dominance in the federation. Itā€™s about taking that next step into being that legend that I came back to be. His heart and determination is greatā€¦ but itā€™s nothing like mine. I was made for this. This is my calling. When tough time rears it ugly head, I do that much better because I HAVE to. Itā€™s do or die when it comes to this business. And Iā€™m not ready to die yet. Attention ladies and gentlemen. In a couple of minutes weā€™ll be getting ready to board for flight 5283, en route to Denver, Colardoā€¦ When I go to Denver, Iā€™m raising the bar. Iā€™m changing the game. Prescott is preparing himself for the pressures of being the challenger but Iā€™ve been there and done that in the UWF. Now itā€™s time to be champion. Itā€™s time to give the whole world something to talk about. Itā€™s time to prove that The Show is the future! So I rest my championship belt on the ground, carefully put away my computer, and zip back up my bag. I look at this match with new light. This is my time to shine. Always has and always will be. Prescott will have his one day but not at my expense. At Lethal Beatings, itā€™s time to show him and the fansā€¦ Why I am The Showā€¦ The WHOLE Showā€¦ And Nothing But The Showā€¦ SHOW HELP ME GOD!!! :: SCENE ENDS ::