Time to Go to School...Old School that is

What happened to the Old School Matches?

It'll take a while. It might take the rest of his career. But he'll put Old School Wrestling back into this bitch. And once he does, he'll show the World you don't have to use weapons to be the World Champ. And damnit...he'll drop every last one Hardcore person to step in his way. He saw his role model drop Dusty Rhodes, Justin Credible...even the Sandman at one point in time. He knows that Steve would be proud of him. He's the Prince to Steve's King. He'll get Old School back into the DRWF.
Seth gets out of his 1994 Nissan pickup, and hauls his bags out of the back. He flips his shades up and stares in wonder. Here he is. The place that needs to be purged. He's in South Carolina...DRWF country. He has on Sonoma carpenter jeans, a City Streets nylon shirt, and Ray-Ban flip up shades. He wears his black hair straight down. He smiles as he walks up to the security gate.

Guard: Excuse me sir, where do you think you're going?

Seth Calvert: Excuse you? No no no, Excuse me, I'm Seth Calvert, I'm here for a meeting with Big Willie-Isms.

Guard: Uh huh...sure. Look, I can't let you through without some identification. It's part of our instruction, page 4 paragraph...

While the exceedingly dull Security guard lulls on with his quoting, Seth fishes in his bag. He finds what he's looking for, an I.D. card. He holds it up in front of the still rambling guard, sees nothing is happening, finds a card slide slot, and passes through the gates. He walks clean by the guard, and has no further troubles getting to his destination.

Inside - Front Desk
Seth walks in the building shaking his head at the guard. He turns around and notices the receptionist behind the desk that greets you. Off camera, you hear a bag, presumably his, drop with a thunk. On camera, you see Seth's jaw drop with a thunk. Oblivious to Seth at the moment is the drop dead gorgeous receptionist. Straight worn auburn hair, hazel eyes, and a body that you couldn't find on the top Playboy model, she wears a headset and is talking to someone through it. Seth finally picks up his bag...and his jaw...and heads over.

Seth:Ahem....Ahem...AHEM! Anyway...sorry, um...clearing my...uh...throat there.

Receptionist: *Giggle* May I help you?

(Staring for a sec)Seth: Um...Yes. I'm here to see Big Willie-Isms about my job here in the DRWF.

Receptionist: Ah, you must be Seth Calvert! Sure. Before you go in, I need you to fill out this sheet right here, and I can show you the way in.

Seth: Thank you. *under his breath* Damn straight you can show me in...

The receptionist glances at him for a second, then shakes it off as if she just heard something. Seth smiles and sits down in the chair to the left of a large door marked:

BIG WILLIE-ISMS:

PRESIDENT OF THE DEATH ROW WRESTLING FEDERATION

He looks at the application. It has (in this order): Name, Birthplace, Means of Contact, Date of Birth. For these, he puts the following.

Seth Calvert
Trenton, New Jersey
E-Mail: Old_School_Prince@yahoo.com
April 14, 1976

Then, the section following that is entitled "Wrestler Info." Name, Place of Origin, Height, Weight, Theme Song, Finishing Maneuver, Favorite Maneuvers.

"The Prince of Old School" Seth Calvert
Trenton, New Jersey
6'3"
219 Pounds
"Evil Eye" by Fu Manchu
The Dismissal (Front Falling Neckbreaker)
Elevated Dropkick, Half Crab, Guillotine Leg Drop, Jumping DDT, Old School Plex, Old School Superkick, Calvert Driver (Sitting Braincrusher)

In the final section, the application asks for a description of character. This gets Seth's mind churning. He remembers when his current frame of mind started up. It happened after Wrestlemania: The Rock vs. Austin for the WWF Title. The last regular singles match for the WWF Title that he could remember. No wait, there was King of the Ring '98, The Rock vs. Undertaker. He enjoyed that match. And now, the WWF Title scene was litered with stipulations. You can't go anywhere now on PPV and see a normal Singles match. 4-way Dance, No Disqualifications, Street Fight, Hell in a Cell, First-to-bring-a-foot-small-enough-to-fit-up-your-opponent's-ass match, Triple Threats. He was sick and tired of it. And he'd show them all. He's show them that you don't need weapons to be the World Champ. And he's starting in the DRWF. Whew...after writing that down, he gets up and turns in the application. But not before "accidentally" dropping it in front of her. As she bends over in her loose blouse, Seth's Old School Bell rang...When she finally returned to normal sitting position, she thanks him.

Receptionist: All right, it seems that you've completed every section. I'll ask Mr. Isms if he's ready to see you now. *she presses the intecom button* Willie? Yes, a Mr. Seth Calvert to...send him right in? You have? Okay, good. I'll send him in. Good bye. Okay Mr. Calvert, Mr. Isms has been waiting for you in his office. He says he's very excited to meet you. He saw that wrestling tape you sent in. Go right ahead.

She presses a button and a buzzer sounds. Taking this to mean the door is now unlocked, Seth opens the door and walks into Isms office. Not surprisingly, Isms has a large mostly empty laminated wood room. In the rear center of the room sits a desk. The man behind the desk is turned around...until he spins in his chair to face Seth.

Big Willie-Isms:Prez: Whatup bruh? C'mon sit down. Now...let's discuss this contract deal. I already seen your app. I see everything...and I do mean everything in that desk. Heh heh. And you got it kid.

Seth: Wow um...thanks Isms. I guess this means I'm in?

Big Willie-Isms: In? I want you to do something very very special for tonight's event. In fact, I've already lined you up for a match. *presses a button* Melissa, could you send Kevin in? Thanks.

Seth: Kevin? You mean, Kevin Nash?

Big Willie-Isms: No no no. Kevin...you'll see. He really likes your style. As a matter of fact, he should be walking in...Now.

The man to only be known for now as Kevin walks in. Kevin shakes hands with Seth, and sits down next to him. Willie, after a minute, offers both men drinks. Seth takes a straight up Bourbon, and Kevin takes a Scotch on the Rocks, no Twist. After much "behind the scenes" type talking/whispering, Seth and Kevin look at each other. Seth nods his head, and walks out of the room towards a large door with the heading "Locker Rooms". After a good minute, he comes out wearing wrestling attire. Willie and Kevin compliment him, and Seth signs a few more papers before heading out to the ring area with Kevin. After all, Seth needs to learn the type of ropes he's working with, and who he's working with at his match. But this still leaves questions unanswered? When will they be answered? Who the hell knows? Just watch DRWF Programming to see who "Kevin" is, and what ties he has in with him and Isms. The best is yet to come!

CLASS DISMISSED!!!