Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 13, 2014 22:37:24 GMT
And Spotter reveals himself......
The scene opens up inside of Racin' Tyme's race shop. The tractor trailer that hauls DJR's COPO Camero is parked next to DJR's COPO Camero and said car is up on four jack stands. The hood is off the car and is laying on the roof of the car. The engine, a full blown LS7 is out of the car and is hanging from a cheery picker and the bottom of the pan is dripping oil due to the fact it has a huge hole in it. The driver's side front wheel is off and half of the suspension is hanging in place, all of it broken and busted up. The rear tire is in place but the Goodyear is all rubbed off the tires and the driver's side of the car looks like it slammed into a wall and scrapped it's way down the drag strip and it looks like that because that is what happened the other day when DJR blew the motor and smacked the wall.
DJR is sitting on a small wheel around seat handing his head low. He's wearing a old pair of jeans, Wranglers and they have grease and grim in them where he kept brushing his hands off on them. His Racin' Tyme shirt is also dirty and he has grease on his mask.
DJR "You know the other day, Friday night, I was at this little drag strip in So Cal for a little test and tune, getting ready for the up coming NHRA season and that is when everything went south. Da oil pressure went south. All sorts of little red lights started lighting up on da dash and I lost all power, then out of no where, almost like I had oil on my tires, I caught the wall and look at what happened! I need a new engine. I need a new fender, door, tires, rims. Lower A arm, springs. Brake lines......Man this will take me a while to get all of dis fixed up and ready for da track once again. Then...."
DJR sighs. He raises his head and looks towards the camera
DJR "I show up for work. Even though I didn't have a match, a much needed week off from action, I.....we....decided to spend a few minutes with Jessica. By far our favorite person backstage in the UWL. I mean come on. Just look at her. And what happens?"
DJR rubs the back of his neck.
DJR "hehe These three goons lead by this total dick show up and ruin our time with Jessica. And over what? So this seven foot retard can ask us! Racin' Tyme if we wanted him as our sports agent? First of all.....When in the hell would we want to have that guy of all agents out der to represent us? We already have one of da best sports agents out der as it is! I mean look. All of dis right here. Dis shop. Dat truck. Dat car, Dis here shirt and a huge thank you to everyone out der who is lining up to buy one of at the shows and online, thank you. Dey all didn't happen on der own. We've got a guy working behind da scenes makin' it all happen! And do dat guy, thank you because as much as I love blastin' down da track ripppin' off ET's dat no one has ever seen da next best thing I love doin' is steppin in dat ring and bustin' my knuckles on someone's skulls, makin' da crowd pop and picking up win after win. Der was no better feelin' den when Spotter and I picked up da UWL tag team titles and der will be no better feeling in da world when I beat Ray Harlan in a NO DQ match and all but being declared the Cup of Excellence winner. I am so lookin' forward to it. But do you know what will feel even more satisfying. Beatin' up on Assault and Battery!"
From off camera "I heard that!"
The camera spins around and over in a dark corner of the race shop in the dark is Spotter. The camera pans in closer to reveal Spotter all dressed in black and has swapped out his white mask for a black one and has a big old black cowboy hat on his head. He has a cigar in one hand and slowly takes a drag from it, his face in the shadows and we can't see any details of his lower face.
Spotter "For months now....DJR and I have been tearing up the UWL. Lighting the tag team world on fire and breathing life back into the tag team titles. And for that you're welcome. Tag team wrestling is what I do and I do it better than anyone on the face of the planet. You see Steve, I don't know how you found out who I am, what I have done out in Missouri but the fact of the matter is that it's true. Not everyone can be the Bonecrushing Phailous."
Spotter takes another drag from his cigar.
Spotter "Unless you are one half of the Bonecrushing Phailous. A unstoppable force. Truly a dominate team. A force to be reckoned with. The most bad ass team to ever have been assembled and a team that fought anyone and everyone every damn week. We were the champs. Let me correct myself. We ARE still the champs even if that little fringy ding two bit half assed amateur hour has long since closed down we got kicked out of the arena with the gold still around our waists. If you googled tag team champions, on Wikipedia you will see a picture of the Bonecrushing Phailous. The definition of what honest to god, make no bones about it, you can't deny it, it's clear as day that Ray Charles can see it, the best of the best, Shake your magic 8 ball and the answer will always point to yes and next week Racin' Tyme will get in that ring and we will teach Assault and Battery a lesson. A lesson ins respect. A lesson what a good old fashion ass kicking is really all about why you don't ever dare to mess with us. And then when we throw out the trash...."
Spotter takes another drag from his cigar and slowly exhales and holds his cigar out and looks at it for a second.
Spotter "It will be your time Steve. We know what you did to Joe Jones."
Spotter snuffs out his cigar.
Spotter "We know what you did to NASCAR Billy."
Spotter stands up.
Spotter "And I think everyone has a real good idea what you plan on doing to Racin' Tyme, But I hate to break it to ya. But your plans are about to go up in smoke because I am Yugo Phailous. And death is following me."
DJR has gotten up and walked over towards the camera. He reaches out and touches the camera man on the shoulder thus making him spins around.
DJR "And your time, is up. Time to call it a career old man because it's our time! It sure as hell isn't Assault and Battery time."
Spotter stands next to DJR wearing his black mask.
DJR and Spotter "IT'S RACIN' TYME!"
Fade out.