Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 18:50:29 GMT
Day of reopening. The first day of many for the IWA. This day, today, marks that the IWA is back as a company/federation/promotion. This day also marks, that unlike many other federations, it was able to rebuild, and start over. And, that alone, makes the few in the know proud. Hopefully, the ECW will be able to do this as well.
Earlier, we saw one Billy Dreamer, which the crowd loved. But now. Well, that will change.
Backstage.........................
Silence of the room is broken by two things. First being that Chamber cracking his knuckles and the second being Julie Ann walking into his locker room. Nothing new here, seeing that they have been living together since the break. Yes, when Chamber got in trouble with the law, they had some disagreements, but other than that, everything is peachy. Couldn’t be better. Anyways. She walks in, all jazzed up for the big night. She gives Chamber a hug and a peck on the cheek.
“Almost ready?” She asks.
“Yeah. Can’t wait. In fact, I have a few butterflies, which is weird, I mean, after how many promotions, matches, interviews with no problems, and now, this.” Chamber says with a smile.
“Really?”
“Yeah, It’s........it’s kinda funny really.”
“I bet. The crowd is alive out there. Man, they act like we have been gone on a long over sea’s trip or something.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, a lot of electricity out there.” Julie Ann says.
“Well, that is great. I was a little worried about that.”
“You, what about me, I was the very first one out there! It would have been hell to push the new Wilburman t shirt when the crowd was pissed off at him. I think, thou, speaking of Wilburman, we have some XWA fans out there, because he got a huge pop. Even, when I mentioned your name, it started out as a pop, but fizzled into boo’s. So, they love you or something. Which, to me, means, that yeah, They know about you being in the XWA, seeing that last you where in a IWA show, you were the face or whatever.”
“That’s good. I think.” Chamber says, not really sure, but will judge when he goes out there.
“Dreamer and Blackout got some good pops, Cyril though, Didn’t do as good, seeing that one, It’s only a t shirt, and two, he has been IMA since the closing, so, that might hurt him.”
“Oh well, what ya going do?”
“I know. Well, I better leave ya so you can get ready.”
“Okay, Love ya!” Chamber says as Julie is walking out of the room.
“Love you too.” she says as she shuts the door.
Chamber sits, alone in his locker room, till the time comes...................................
The arena house lights dim to black. The complete place is blackened, like a plague of light killing germs, infesting on everything that is. The crowd is still, waiting. Then, in the darkness, a single guitar song is starting, The opening chords, sound filmar, but we haven’t heard them in a long time, Then a voice, a male voice, a voice of anger, vulgar begins to sing, “Folks, I would like to sing a song about the American way...” he begins. Soon, we know this song to be “Asshole” by Denis Leary. And as soon as the crowd gets into the song, It changes, to a song, that some love, some hate, But, none the less, everyone knows to be his. “Sway” begins to play as a giant eruption begins to engulf the stage with fires, fireworks, and smoke. The crowd, begins to boo, and the lights come up, to a dim dark purple, but one lone spot light shines on the stage, as Chamber, all seven foot four inches of him walks out to face the crowd, and they show just how much they have missed him.
Chamber stays on the stage as the crowd, who all got the hint from the opening song, starts up a Asshole chant. Chamber, in his jeans and a black t shirt, cuffs his hands in front of his waist, waiting for the crowd to die down, but with chants of being called an asshole, signs that say, we still remember, and Wilburman will return for Justice! He figures he’ll be there for a while. And, really, what can he do? To them, it is a fresh as yesterday that he, Chamber, the “new” guy injured, and stole their hero away from them. And it wasn’t for a few days, or even a week, it was close to two months really, and even to this day, side effects are still clear in Wilburman. But, it happened once, almost happened twice, in another Hell in a Cell, scared the crowd, as the have grown to love and respect Wilburman, and seeing their hero, one of the reasons why they come to an IWA show in the first place, was almost taken away from them. They should be mad, I know, I would be. In their eyes, Chamber, is the most evil thing to walk. What he did, will never go away, even some 6 months later, maybe more. To them, it was yesterday, And then, has Wilburman is being carried away, Chamber has the gull to combine both belts, and make a special title just for him. Yes, Wilburman may hold that title now, But, come on, Chamber was never pinned for that title. That’s just fact.
The crowd doesn’t stop, now after a good two minutes, Chamber, stands there and takes it. In fact, they aren’t getting quieter, but louder. You know, some times, you worry about the fans forgetting.........but, I guess we have nothing to worry about here.
Chamber walks towards the far side of the ramp, getting closer to the crowd on that side, who, with every step, gets louder. He stops at the edge of the stage. He reaches to his back pocket, pulling out a mic, and, oh, shouldn’t have done that, cause, that made it worse. NOW, With the chance that Chamber will talk, which, judging by the crowd reaction, they don’t approve of, pour it on even more towards Chamber, starting up a Wilburman chant. Chamber, slowly, shakes his head, as if, he wanted them to do that. Chamber walks back to the center of the stage, the spot light stays on him the whole time. Deep down, inside of Chamber, he feels happy to be back. This is what he lives for really, and this love the crowd is for him, is awesome.
Chamber raises the mic to his lips, and the crowd, pretty much, in a round about way is saying, NO! OH DEAR GOD! NO!, but, that won’t stop him, right now any ways. I mean, a good five minutes have gone by.
“Sunday!” Chamber says, at it echo’s in the arena, as the crowd quiets down, to hear what he has to say, some of them anyways.
“Sunday! All those fears that lives in your bellies, every day and every night! Those fears, that keep you awake at night, those pictures that plays in your mind, of me, Chamber, beating the shit out of Wilburman! WILL ALL COME TRUE AGAIN THIS SUNDAY!!!!!”
Oh, the crowd didn’t like that, as the start back up again. Sway begins to play again, as Chamber tosses the mic, and slowly, walks into the back, disappearing behind the curtains......
Chamber, stands on the other side of the curtain, where he still listens to the crowd. A smile crosses his face, a sense of pride is instilled onto him............................................
Earlier, we saw one Billy Dreamer, which the crowd loved. But now. Well, that will change.
Backstage.........................
Silence of the room is broken by two things. First being that Chamber cracking his knuckles and the second being Julie Ann walking into his locker room. Nothing new here, seeing that they have been living together since the break. Yes, when Chamber got in trouble with the law, they had some disagreements, but other than that, everything is peachy. Couldn’t be better. Anyways. She walks in, all jazzed up for the big night. She gives Chamber a hug and a peck on the cheek.
“Almost ready?” She asks.
“Yeah. Can’t wait. In fact, I have a few butterflies, which is weird, I mean, after how many promotions, matches, interviews with no problems, and now, this.” Chamber says with a smile.
“Really?”
“Yeah, It’s........it’s kinda funny really.”
“I bet. The crowd is alive out there. Man, they act like we have been gone on a long over sea’s trip or something.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, a lot of electricity out there.” Julie Ann says.
“Well, that is great. I was a little worried about that.”
“You, what about me, I was the very first one out there! It would have been hell to push the new Wilburman t shirt when the crowd was pissed off at him. I think, thou, speaking of Wilburman, we have some XWA fans out there, because he got a huge pop. Even, when I mentioned your name, it started out as a pop, but fizzled into boo’s. So, they love you or something. Which, to me, means, that yeah, They know about you being in the XWA, seeing that last you where in a IWA show, you were the face or whatever.”
“That’s good. I think.” Chamber says, not really sure, but will judge when he goes out there.
“Dreamer and Blackout got some good pops, Cyril though, Didn’t do as good, seeing that one, It’s only a t shirt, and two, he has been IMA since the closing, so, that might hurt him.”
“Oh well, what ya going do?”
“I know. Well, I better leave ya so you can get ready.”
“Okay, Love ya!” Chamber says as Julie is walking out of the room.
“Love you too.” she says as she shuts the door.
Chamber sits, alone in his locker room, till the time comes...................................
The arena house lights dim to black. The complete place is blackened, like a plague of light killing germs, infesting on everything that is. The crowd is still, waiting. Then, in the darkness, a single guitar song is starting, The opening chords, sound filmar, but we haven’t heard them in a long time, Then a voice, a male voice, a voice of anger, vulgar begins to sing, “Folks, I would like to sing a song about the American way...” he begins. Soon, we know this song to be “Asshole” by Denis Leary. And as soon as the crowd gets into the song, It changes, to a song, that some love, some hate, But, none the less, everyone knows to be his. “Sway” begins to play as a giant eruption begins to engulf the stage with fires, fireworks, and smoke. The crowd, begins to boo, and the lights come up, to a dim dark purple, but one lone spot light shines on the stage, as Chamber, all seven foot four inches of him walks out to face the crowd, and they show just how much they have missed him.
Chamber stays on the stage as the crowd, who all got the hint from the opening song, starts up a Asshole chant. Chamber, in his jeans and a black t shirt, cuffs his hands in front of his waist, waiting for the crowd to die down, but with chants of being called an asshole, signs that say, we still remember, and Wilburman will return for Justice! He figures he’ll be there for a while. And, really, what can he do? To them, it is a fresh as yesterday that he, Chamber, the “new” guy injured, and stole their hero away from them. And it wasn’t for a few days, or even a week, it was close to two months really, and even to this day, side effects are still clear in Wilburman. But, it happened once, almost happened twice, in another Hell in a Cell, scared the crowd, as the have grown to love and respect Wilburman, and seeing their hero, one of the reasons why they come to an IWA show in the first place, was almost taken away from them. They should be mad, I know, I would be. In their eyes, Chamber, is the most evil thing to walk. What he did, will never go away, even some 6 months later, maybe more. To them, it was yesterday, And then, has Wilburman is being carried away, Chamber has the gull to combine both belts, and make a special title just for him. Yes, Wilburman may hold that title now, But, come on, Chamber was never pinned for that title. That’s just fact.
The crowd doesn’t stop, now after a good two minutes, Chamber, stands there and takes it. In fact, they aren’t getting quieter, but louder. You know, some times, you worry about the fans forgetting.........but, I guess we have nothing to worry about here.
Chamber walks towards the far side of the ramp, getting closer to the crowd on that side, who, with every step, gets louder. He stops at the edge of the stage. He reaches to his back pocket, pulling out a mic, and, oh, shouldn’t have done that, cause, that made it worse. NOW, With the chance that Chamber will talk, which, judging by the crowd reaction, they don’t approve of, pour it on even more towards Chamber, starting up a Wilburman chant. Chamber, slowly, shakes his head, as if, he wanted them to do that. Chamber walks back to the center of the stage, the spot light stays on him the whole time. Deep down, inside of Chamber, he feels happy to be back. This is what he lives for really, and this love the crowd is for him, is awesome.
Chamber raises the mic to his lips, and the crowd, pretty much, in a round about way is saying, NO! OH DEAR GOD! NO!, but, that won’t stop him, right now any ways. I mean, a good five minutes have gone by.
“Sunday!” Chamber says, at it echo’s in the arena, as the crowd quiets down, to hear what he has to say, some of them anyways.
“Sunday! All those fears that lives in your bellies, every day and every night! Those fears, that keep you awake at night, those pictures that plays in your mind, of me, Chamber, beating the shit out of Wilburman! WILL ALL COME TRUE AGAIN THIS SUNDAY!!!!!”
Oh, the crowd didn’t like that, as the start back up again. Sway begins to play again, as Chamber tosses the mic, and slowly, walks into the back, disappearing behind the curtains......
Chamber, stands on the other side of the curtain, where he still listens to the crowd. A smile crosses his face, a sense of pride is instilled onto him............................................