Post by Steve Sinclair on Sept 29, 2016 17:05:55 GMT
The scene opens up inside a YMCA and inside the fitness room where all the free weights and machines are is a familiar face. The face of one Bester Freund wearing some And1 shorts and one of his smiley face logo shirts. He is just wrapping up his work out as he finishes up a rep on the bench press benching a bunch of weights. He pushes it up and sets up on the bar. He sits up sweat pouring down his face. He takes a deep breath.
”Man. That was a good workout.” He says as he scoops up his towel off of the floor and wipes his face with it. He then stands up and near him is a wipe down station. He picks up the bottle of spray and a towel and sprays down the bench. No one wants to use something after you have sweated all over it and it’s a rule to wipe down the machines you used once done.
”I know that people look at me, listen to me and think, well he is different. Autumn Raven in my first match, I think she called me a man child or something. I don’t know why just wanting to be a nice guy and a good friend makes me different. I watch the news at night with Sparky either on my lap or next to me on the bed at night and I watch the World News with David Muir and I can’t believe that there is so much violence in the world. The middle east looks like just a awful place to live. No one seems to like one another over there. And now no one likes the cops! Seems like the police don’t like people either always shooting them. It’s just a sad place to live in nowadays. You know. Why can’t we just get along? Is that just too much to ask for?”
Bester sits down on the bench after he has wiped it down.
”I was raised to not hate. I was raised with kindness in my heart. I don’t want to hurt people. Like, in college when I played football for Arizona State, my team mates used to pick on me something awful because I didn’t want to chop block the guys on the O Line. I wouldn’t turn the QB inside out. I would just simply tackle them. Not to hurt them, but to take them down to the ground and end the play. What’s wrong with that? And then when I signed with the Cardinals out of college and I was on the practice squad I would hear the same thing from my teammates again, and my coaches. “HIT HARDER!” Coach would yell at me. “KILL THAT….”
Bester pauses and looks around. He leans in towards the camera and whispers.
”MFer the coach would say which is like a very very naughty bad word! All of my little buddies out there watching this especially Mr. Drew Stevenson little ones, don’t you ever say that word. There isn’t enough soap on the face of the planet to wash out my mouth mom would tell me.”
Bester leans back.
”First of all, I’m pretty sure the guy the coach wanted me to destroy wasn’t doing unspeakable acts with his mom. That is wrong on so many levels! It just makes me want to plug my ears and go LALALALALALALA till it all goes away! I just don’t want to picture that! Don’t me wrong, I love my mom…...but not like that!”
Bester gets a chill up his spine.
”I am out there in front of the people for one reason and one reason only, you know besides earning a paycheck for my special kitty Sparky to fend off Mr Adams nuclear assault against him. And that reason is to give all of the little buddies out there a role model! How to be a decent human being, that it is okay to be a little different and everything you do in life doesn’t have to put your jockstrap first. You don’t need an ego the size of which requires 14 tractor trailers to be a winner. Now, some of you might disagree with me on this but I am changing minds and attitudes one city at a time. Call it the Buddy movement!”
“Mister Drew Stevenson sat on his porch of his real nice house and talked about how this will be a different match for him. How I will be a different opponent for him but at the end of the night the outcome will be the same, him getting his hand raised in victory and while I will admit the odds of that happening is very high…”
Bester slowly shakes his head.
”I can’t help but think that this weekend in Georgia might be what my mommy would say, That once in a blue moon moment. Every great empire the word has ever saw eventually came to an end, some were overcome very quickly and others, took some time, the little people of the world nibbled away at the base of the empire they sought to topple. I’m not going to say that I am the force that is going to bring the Drew Empire to it’s knees…...but I could be the first little guy who knocks away that first brick of the foundation. Every great movement in the history of the world starts by winning one battle the big bag empire thinks is no big deal.”
Bester rises to his feet.
”I’m not going to stand here and speak of disrespect of you Drew like some other people in the UWL would do. I will stand here and say to you that I am going to fight you as hard as I can. I’m not going to take shortcuts or try to hurt and injury you. I will fight you honestly. Win or lose I will shake your hands and consider you my new buddy and in doing so maybe I can have you open your eyes to a new way of thinking. A new way at viewing your next would be opponent who is looking to best you in that ring and maybe open up conversation that they should get a shot at the UWL title. I’m going to show you a way to love your fellow human being and that the best way to have people look at you and admire you is through good old fashion hard work, blood sweat and tears! People want a honest champion, not one build on a foundation of chest beating look at me machismo. No one likes a guy who is always going “Look at me! Look at what I have!” That Emerald Championship is nice looking Drew, but it’s not a UWL title. It can’t represent the UWL when it doesn’t have history in the UWL. It might have your history all over it and that is good and all, but it means nothing here in the UWL and you keep that memory alive is doing a disrespect to the fans who come out to a UWL show. But.”
Bester shrugs.
”This match isn’t about the championship so none of that matters. This match is against you and me. A legend and a rookie, each of us looking to prove one thing not only to each other, but to ourselves. I’ll see Saturday night and after which I’ll join you for that BBQ. But right now, if I’m going to show all of the little buddies out there why I belong here and that I am for real, I can’t stand around talking about it all day.”
Bester takes his towel his used to wipe his face earlier and drops it on the floor.
”Time to get back to work.”
Fade out to Bester going back to the weight bench……...
”Man. That was a good workout.” He says as he scoops up his towel off of the floor and wipes his face with it. He then stands up and near him is a wipe down station. He picks up the bottle of spray and a towel and sprays down the bench. No one wants to use something after you have sweated all over it and it’s a rule to wipe down the machines you used once done.
”I know that people look at me, listen to me and think, well he is different. Autumn Raven in my first match, I think she called me a man child or something. I don’t know why just wanting to be a nice guy and a good friend makes me different. I watch the news at night with Sparky either on my lap or next to me on the bed at night and I watch the World News with David Muir and I can’t believe that there is so much violence in the world. The middle east looks like just a awful place to live. No one seems to like one another over there. And now no one likes the cops! Seems like the police don’t like people either always shooting them. It’s just a sad place to live in nowadays. You know. Why can’t we just get along? Is that just too much to ask for?”
Bester sits down on the bench after he has wiped it down.
”I was raised to not hate. I was raised with kindness in my heart. I don’t want to hurt people. Like, in college when I played football for Arizona State, my team mates used to pick on me something awful because I didn’t want to chop block the guys on the O Line. I wouldn’t turn the QB inside out. I would just simply tackle them. Not to hurt them, but to take them down to the ground and end the play. What’s wrong with that? And then when I signed with the Cardinals out of college and I was on the practice squad I would hear the same thing from my teammates again, and my coaches. “HIT HARDER!” Coach would yell at me. “KILL THAT….”
Bester pauses and looks around. He leans in towards the camera and whispers.
”MFer the coach would say which is like a very very naughty bad word! All of my little buddies out there watching this especially Mr. Drew Stevenson little ones, don’t you ever say that word. There isn’t enough soap on the face of the planet to wash out my mouth mom would tell me.”
Bester leans back.
”First of all, I’m pretty sure the guy the coach wanted me to destroy wasn’t doing unspeakable acts with his mom. That is wrong on so many levels! It just makes me want to plug my ears and go LALALALALALALA till it all goes away! I just don’t want to picture that! Don’t me wrong, I love my mom…...but not like that!”
Bester gets a chill up his spine.
”I am out there in front of the people for one reason and one reason only, you know besides earning a paycheck for my special kitty Sparky to fend off Mr Adams nuclear assault against him. And that reason is to give all of the little buddies out there a role model! How to be a decent human being, that it is okay to be a little different and everything you do in life doesn’t have to put your jockstrap first. You don’t need an ego the size of which requires 14 tractor trailers to be a winner. Now, some of you might disagree with me on this but I am changing minds and attitudes one city at a time. Call it the Buddy movement!”
“Mister Drew Stevenson sat on his porch of his real nice house and talked about how this will be a different match for him. How I will be a different opponent for him but at the end of the night the outcome will be the same, him getting his hand raised in victory and while I will admit the odds of that happening is very high…”
Bester slowly shakes his head.
”I can’t help but think that this weekend in Georgia might be what my mommy would say, That once in a blue moon moment. Every great empire the word has ever saw eventually came to an end, some were overcome very quickly and others, took some time, the little people of the world nibbled away at the base of the empire they sought to topple. I’m not going to say that I am the force that is going to bring the Drew Empire to it’s knees…...but I could be the first little guy who knocks away that first brick of the foundation. Every great movement in the history of the world starts by winning one battle the big bag empire thinks is no big deal.”
Bester rises to his feet.
”I’m not going to stand here and speak of disrespect of you Drew like some other people in the UWL would do. I will stand here and say to you that I am going to fight you as hard as I can. I’m not going to take shortcuts or try to hurt and injury you. I will fight you honestly. Win or lose I will shake your hands and consider you my new buddy and in doing so maybe I can have you open your eyes to a new way of thinking. A new way at viewing your next would be opponent who is looking to best you in that ring and maybe open up conversation that they should get a shot at the UWL title. I’m going to show you a way to love your fellow human being and that the best way to have people look at you and admire you is through good old fashion hard work, blood sweat and tears! People want a honest champion, not one build on a foundation of chest beating look at me machismo. No one likes a guy who is always going “Look at me! Look at what I have!” That Emerald Championship is nice looking Drew, but it’s not a UWL title. It can’t represent the UWL when it doesn’t have history in the UWL. It might have your history all over it and that is good and all, but it means nothing here in the UWL and you keep that memory alive is doing a disrespect to the fans who come out to a UWL show. But.”
Bester shrugs.
”This match isn’t about the championship so none of that matters. This match is against you and me. A legend and a rookie, each of us looking to prove one thing not only to each other, but to ourselves. I’ll see Saturday night and after which I’ll join you for that BBQ. But right now, if I’m going to show all of the little buddies out there why I belong here and that I am for real, I can’t stand around talking about it all day.”
Bester takes his towel his used to wipe his face earlier and drops it on the floor.
”Time to get back to work.”
Fade out to Bester going back to the weight bench……...