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Narrator: Defeat is always such a bitter pill. Especially when it is taken just seconds away from the grip of victory. In just a matter of less than one minute, Tyrone Kidd went from getting a surprising debut victory last week on Adrenaline, to being snub and taken out of the match as Setala gains the victory. A leg pulled to the outside of the ring and a shot to the temple with the Hardcore Title from a woman who I am sure use her inner hormonal strength, left The Show looking up to the sky is a honey glazed-like look on his face. You know it is times like these that you would deserve to have an asterisk mark explaining things.
But none-the-less, this is a painful loss for the fellow showstopper but it is not the end. The bright side of things is that with every match that he is in, it’s a new opportunity to showcase his ability and make a dent into this big time company. This time around he gets to step up to the plate and gains a second try at a first victory against fellow newcomer Raiden. This being both of their first time at the pay-per-view, Houston, Texas will be the testing grounds of two more of the up and comers of this new breed of wrestling talent. Danger Zone is the title but who is battle test enough to make it to the next level that the UWF has to offer. I have an idea… and you are about to see why… LET THE SHOW BEGIN!!! Scene 1 The scene opens up in Tampa, Florida. It’s practically a normal Friday night for the Kidd household. Inside the dining room are Kidd’s fiancé Starr and their kids, DeMarcus and Christina are sitting at the dinner table. The kids are finishing up their food as Starr is checking her voicemail on her Blackberry. This would be a normal night but absent from the dining room is Tyrone Kidd, who is sitting with his head down on one of the chairs on the far corner of the family room right next door. Everyone takes a small glance here and there at him but refuses to say anything to toward his direction. Once they kids are done eating, Starr walks up to them and picks up the plates and proceeds to head into the kitchen to start doing the dishes. Christina, who is only 3 1/2 years old, takes the time to look at her father before she starts to run into the kitchen and tug on Starr’s sweat pants. Starr: What is it Chrissy? Christina: Mommy? What’s wrong with daddy? Starr: Nothing, dear. He’s just still upset about wrestling. Christina: ‘Cause he loss…? Starr stops washing the dishes and looks at her daughter. Christina looks right into her mom’s eyes with a disarming look from her big green eyes. She is almost at a loss of words because of the fact that she doesn’t want to lie to her kid and say that it has nothing to do with it. After an awkward silence, she smiles at her daughter. Starr: Yes it is. But it’s mostly because he felt like he could do better. Her daughter looks back at her mom and gives Starr a smile, thinking that she understands. Christina: I’m gonna go talk to daddy right now. And without a moment’s notice, Christina storms out of the kitchen like a bat out of hell before Starr can even open up her mouth to say, ‘No’. The little girl zips by the dining room, almost knocking over her five year old brother in the process. Kidd’s head lifts up just in time to see the speeding bullet, known to the world as his daughter, charging straight at him. He extends his arms out, knowing that that’s the only thing he can do and his daughter accept the invitation and jump to Kidd’s lap to give him a big hug. Although he is not in the best of moods, Kidd has to at least act the part as he sits his daughter down on his lap. Christina: Daddy. You ok? Kidd: I’m ok, lil’ angel. Just upset about work. Christina: But why? You’re great! Kidd: Thank you, baby. I just thought I could’ve been better. You know I wanted to win. His daughter looks at him with a confused look. Christina: Does winning make you better? At first Kidd wants to say, ‘Yes’. Every wrestler wants to win every match that they compete in. Hell, everybody wants to be victorious in everything that they want to do. But… doesn’t every loss make you stronger. Makes you look back at every little thing that didn’t go your way and find a way to not let history repeat itself. Yeah Kidd’s first match didn’t go a hundred percent the way he wanted it to, but I bet Setala will take notice. Especially once their path crossed again in the future. Those five word that were uttered from his daughter’s mouth changed Kidd retrospect on his loss entirely. Who knew that kids were so smart when they know so little? He ruffles her hair and smiles back at her. Kidd: No it doesn’t my little Christina Simone. It’s never about winning or losing. It’s about what you end up learning from what happened and how to make yourself better afterwards. Daddy almost forgot about that. Thank God he has such a smart lil lady like yourself to make him remember. His daughter giggles at the compliment and runs off to get ready for bed. Upon hearing the words, Kidd gets up from his seat and proceeds to head upstairs. He is stopped by his fiancé, right before he gets to the stairs. Starr: What are you about to do? Kidd: Gotta start packing, baby. I got somewhere I need to be and a statement that needs to be proven. :: Scene 2 :: The scene opens up at the front of the Tampa International Airport. It’s a typical busy time of day, especially since it is Memorial Day weekend, and there is a culmination of cars parked at the entranceway of the doors. Arriving in a white taxi with black writing is Tyrone Kidd as well as a member of the UWF camera crew. Wearing a pair of Sean John denim Jeans along with a plain white tee, his trademark black sunglasses, and white Reebok shell toes sneakers, both Tyrone and the camera guy open the door and Kidd process to move to the back of the car, where the trunk is already opened from the inside. As he gets his luggage, he spends the time to continue the little chat with the camera guy. Once they reach the ticket counter, they break away from the mess and he turns his attention to the lady behind the counter. Counter: Name, please? Kidd: Tyrone Kidd. As she starts to type on the company computer, there’s a look of concern on her face. She goes back to the beginning and tries again but it is of no use. Counter: Umm… there’s nothing under that name, sir. Are there any other names that it could be listed under? Kidd looks back like it couldn’t be happening. But he keeps his cool and tries again. Kidd: How about under D.J. Thompson? She checks the computer again… but it comes to the same conclusion. Counter: Nope. Kidd: Are you serious? Counter: Unfortunately… yes. Kidd looks directly at the counter person with a distraught look. Damn, computers! The more technology is use in everyday use. The more things are messed up and situations like these happen. Kidd: So I won’t be able to be on the 6:45 flight to Houston? Counter: No that one is actually booked. The next one heading to that area is… … … 8 pm. Kidd: You gotta be shitting me?! Fine… get me a ticket. First Class too. He pays for the ticket and then hands her the luggage before leaving the area. After that little mishap, he carefully thinks about what he is going to do next… since obviously you can’t bring anyone who is not boarding a plane into the baggage area. Giving some time, he decides that if he has to do something until it’s time to for the flight, he rather spend it in the bar getting drunk… or at least tipsy. He looks around to find somewhere to go and see this local Irish pub inside the airport. They walk up to the bartend and order a drink each. The camera guy sets up the camera and The Show figures… ‘Why not? There is nothing else to do.’ Kidd: So on Tuesday, Houston will be the battle grounds for the UWF Danger Zone pay-per view. Showcase by an all female main event for the richest prize in the world. Death Bed, Hell in the Cell, and a whole bunch of other match to showcase. All of these are great matches but what I am concern with is my own little ball of joy. The bartender walks in the direction and hands Kidd a shot of Jose Cuervo Tequila. He takes a look at the drink and figures it would be better not to take that… yet. Kidd: The Show will be making another debut but this time it’s for the pay per view fans. His opponent… Raiden. Now… we all know how simple it is to make little Mortal Kombat jokes about him being like the God of Thunder. It is very easy stuff and I could probably go on for days saying little puns like “Get OVER HERE!!” or “Finish HIM”, and to be honest with you I was going to go in that direction. I mean that was a failsafe plan and I could easy drag those little words in a masterpiece. Kidd picks up the tequila and winks at the camera before tossing it to the back on throat. He winces at the after taste but then give off an ‘Ah!’ of satisfaction as he puts the glass down. But then the heavens look down upon me and gave me a gift. He then gives a confused look into the camera. … … At least I think it was a gift. Because you see Raiden, my boy, you actually spoke. … … … Ummm… at least I think you spoke. I’m not sure what the hell I saw. I mean I started to watch it and I got the thinking. Hold on. He turns back around and looks at the bartender before ordering a Long Island Ice Tea. As the guy goes to prepare Kidd’s drink, he turns back around to go back to what he was talking about. So where is all this CASH that’s supposed to be thrown all around for no apparent reason? Where are all the half naked women running around grinding in their booty shorts and bikinis? I mean… yeah we do have Zoey Swan but where are the real girls at? The ones who don’t get paid much and just dance around because they wanna be on TV… Kidd takes a second to step out of character for a second. ..By all means that’s not a dig in any means necessary. I mean Zoey is a great piece of violent eye candy and I enjoyed watching her hanging out with Chip and Dale… He takes looks at the camera with a sarcastic look on his face followed by a slight chuckle and a small grin. Ha ha. Good times. Ok Back to business. Kidd puts back on his serious face. Where are candy coated car spinning on 24 inch rims that don’t stop spinning for a like 3 days? Where are all these things? Oh wait I forgot there are none around. And do you want to know why? Cause this is a wrestling match we are getting into… not some cheesy wanna-be ‘Yo MTV Raps!’ video. Tyrone silently chuckles to himself as he continues… You see boys; Danger Zone isn’t going to be a simple little car show battle. If that was the case then by far you might actually pull a victory out of your ass. Riding in your Cadillacs and your Infiniti’s, sleeping in your Presidential Suite and trying to move up to where I have become. Now don’t get me wrong, it’s flattering. Oh wait… are you not trying to be like me, ‘The Show’ Tyrone Kidd? The guy comes back with yet another drink but taps him on the shoulder to let him know that it is 7:15 pm EST. Well let’s me explain it to you. Once upon a time, I was cocky little arrogant punk like you. I was surrounded in money and the high life. Ready to do whatever it was that I saw the people on TV try and do. And do you know why I did that? Because I thought I was the best in the world way before I peaked. Which in the end this is exactly what you are doing. You’re buying all these lovely things and showing your money is lavish way but you have done nothing to show for it. Mainly the reason is because you haven’t got the chance to dip into the lovely life of a UWF star. But let’s be honest. Who have you beaten? What have you done? What will you be doing after you go toe to toe with The Show? If you ask me the answers will be “No one”, “Nothing”, and “Trying to move up again”. Because if you think for one second you think that I will let you becoming something on my expense. Then you and your manager are sadly mistaken, kid… no pun intended. Tyrone finishes his drink and pulls the money out of his pocket to pays the guy for the drinks before getting up and heading towards the direction of the plane. He looks at the camera guy for a split second and continues walking. Raiden. Tuesday night I am welcoming you to The Show. This is where I run things and where I come to shock the masses. You and I might have our distant similarities but there is going to be one thing that will separate us when that bell ring. You, my little Texan, you embrace the limelight. You buy things, do the new trends, and basically look like a poster boy for these little kids who want to be rich and spend money. As for me, I AM THE LIMELIGHT. I take what I have and make the most out of it. Sometimes it benefits my peers and fans, sometime it’s just made to benefit me. But in the end, I take opportunity and become successful. That is why I am The Show. And that is why I will be victory. This my Danger Zone, Raiden. Beware… Beware of the Lights… The Camera… Just before Kidd gets to the Security Station, he stop dead in his tracks and turns around. He takes off his glasses and stares cold into the lens of the camera… almost as if the camera had a pair of eyes of its own. And Damn Well The Actions Of The Show… Fool!!!
The two of them finally reach their destination and Kidd goes to puts back on his sunglasses. They go their own way as Kidd heads to the line leading to the metal detector as the scene ends.
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