Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 24, 2013 21:27:13 GMT
Dec 8 2006
The scene opens up inside of Green Man’s old log cabin buried deep in the woods somewhere in Vermont. Yes hi white 68 Ford Fairlane is still parked out by the garage, just these days the hood is missing, the front suspension is missing and it’s up on blocks with one of the axles in the rear end pulled out some. We see this through a window in his bedroom. It looks like a brutally cold day outside but inside Green Man is getting ready to take a trip to New York City. On his bed is his trademarked green over alls laid out, all cleaned, pressed and ready for action. Green Man walks into his bedroom wearing tighty whities and not much else. For not having seen any in ring action in a couple of years Green Man isn’t in bad shape. Although secretly he has been in the gym ever since Bright called him up and he is perhaps in the best shape of his career. He sits on the edge of the bed and takes a tube of Bengay and starts to rub his knees down. After a couple of minutes Green Man picks up his overalls and slides them on. He sits back down and lace up his boots. After brushing out his long grey beard and rubbing his hand over his high and tight hair cut Green Man is good to go.
Off to New York City for War Games.
Hee Yaw the redneck in all of us say.
The next day in NYC…………
Madison Square Garden is getting ready for BLPW’s pay per view Vendetta and they have pulled out everything to make this show the biggest of the year for the BLPW. It’s a huge night for the BLPW, Madison Square Garden and for everyone who has a match and for Green Man, more than likely this will be his last match….again.
The ring has been partially built and they have started to set up chairs, the guardrails and what not and hope to finish up in a day or two. While everyone left the day Green Man wandered down to the ring to check things out. He stands where the end of the ramp would be and the mats will be laid on the floor. He stands there with his hands on his hips looking at the ring and looking up at the roof.
“You know, my memory isn’t what it used to be. Hell I have no idea who the hell JL Willis is but he looks like a squirrelly bastard to me who has spent one to many days lurking in the boys locker rooms down at the YMCA, but this place always put a smile on my face. MSG! I have had countless matches here and I have seen some great ones in my day and they all took place here.”
Green Man strokes his beard while he looks up at the rafters.
“Some of you young pups will have no idea what I am talking about but some of you old timers will know what I’m talking about the fine job the construction crew did putting this place back together after that crazy son of a bitch blew the roof off of the building during the Dreamer and Chamber match. I swear Dreamer was dead when he crash landed in that RWF ring. I know that phrase has been used about a billion times in wrestling but I swear to god Dreamer was fucking dead. How he was ever able to walk and step back in the ring is a miracle in it’s own right. To this day Dreamer is the toughest son of a bitch I have ever meet.”
Green Man walks up to the ring and rubs his hand on it.
“This show means a lot to me personally and professionally. Personally I get to se some old friends, some of whom I haven’t seen in years. This event is a small RWF reunion and a small XWA reunion as well. It’ll be cool to see Sigma again, catch up on old times. It’ll be cool to stand side by side with Japhy and kick some ass. Can’t wait to see Eternity either. I’m still waiting for the retirement match fucker. It’ll be a good day for everyone. See some old faces, share some laughs and go to do what we love to do.
Break some bones and draw some blood.” Green Man says with a smile on his face.
“As much as I can’t wait to see Sigma, Japhy I can’t wait to get my hands on Hammer and Lobo. Everyone has been whispering why is Green Man getting back in the ring? Is he crazy or something? Well I might have been hit in the head one two many times but when Bright said he’s got some bad blood with Hammer I said Yes. I rubbed my hands together and my mouth watered at just the thought of getting Hammer in the ring and beating him one last time. Just one more shot. One more opportunity to settle our beef. One more shot to make him bleed, inflict some pain and one last shot to hurt him and make him pay for screwing me over time after time out of the XWA World title!”
Green Man slams his fist on the mat.
“I haven’t forgotten you fuckers! I wanted that XWA World title more than anything! I busted my ass off and I left GALLONS of blood on that mat in hopes of having my hand raised as a the World champion! Something that never happened in my career and I was SO DAMN CLOSE COUNTLESS TIMES IN THE XWA BUT YOU HAMMER ALWAYS MADE SURE I NEVER WON THAT TITLE! Between you and JC Michaels and let’s not forget Lobo the hobo something I should have won never came to be.”
Green Man takes a deep breath.
“But hey that was years ago, water under the bridge as they say. Can’t go back and fix the past and while that may be true I haven’t forgotten all of the brutality I had to inflict and take in my conquest to become the XWA World champion. The tables I was thrown through, the flaming baseball bats that hit my in the back, the steel chairs I saw coming at my face and everything else you guys threw at me and YET I still got up. I kept the dream alive as long as I could but there comes a point when you just have to give up and I did give up. I gave up on my dream out of disgust, frustration and the knowledge of knowing there was no way I was ever going to get a fair shake at the World title. I grew tire of almost winning the title, having a two count almost becoming a three count when BAM! Screwed over yet again.
So when Bright said he wanted me on his team I said Yes. To be honest I don’t even know what the beef is between you and Bright and the truth is I don’t care either. I didn’t even ask Bright what is the story, I didn’t care. Fuck I don’t even know what is at stake in this match but all I know is that I want to be the reason why you fail Hammer! I came back to SCREW YOU OVER! I came back to FUCK YOU! I came back for….redemption. All of the Lobo’s, JL Willis’s or the Law’s of the world won’t be enough to stop me from beating you in this match! It’s been in my gut for a long time Hammer, It’s been in my heart slowly burning away, eating at me, driving me for one last shot at glory. I’ve got a hunger inside of me and that hunger is for your BLOOD!”
Green Man starts to get angry, his face starts to turn red, the vein on the side of his neck starts to throb.
“HAMMER! YOUR BLOOD WILL RUN AND AS LONG AS I AM IN THIS RING YOU HAVE NO SHOT AT WINNING!!! AT VENDETTA HAMMER, THE UNDERDOG WILL RISE TO THE TOP AND THE MOST DESERVING WILL WIN AND MOST OF ALL…..HAMMER….I WILL GET THE LAST LAUGH!!!!”
Green Man closes his eyes and start to laugh. He has a blood thirsty look in his eyes.
“It’ll be a early Christmas for me…..Hey now.”
FTB……………………………….......................................
The scene opens up inside of Green Man’s old log cabin buried deep in the woods somewhere in Vermont. Yes hi white 68 Ford Fairlane is still parked out by the garage, just these days the hood is missing, the front suspension is missing and it’s up on blocks with one of the axles in the rear end pulled out some. We see this through a window in his bedroom. It looks like a brutally cold day outside but inside Green Man is getting ready to take a trip to New York City. On his bed is his trademarked green over alls laid out, all cleaned, pressed and ready for action. Green Man walks into his bedroom wearing tighty whities and not much else. For not having seen any in ring action in a couple of years Green Man isn’t in bad shape. Although secretly he has been in the gym ever since Bright called him up and he is perhaps in the best shape of his career. He sits on the edge of the bed and takes a tube of Bengay and starts to rub his knees down. After a couple of minutes Green Man picks up his overalls and slides them on. He sits back down and lace up his boots. After brushing out his long grey beard and rubbing his hand over his high and tight hair cut Green Man is good to go.
Off to New York City for War Games.
Hee Yaw the redneck in all of us say.
The next day in NYC…………
Madison Square Garden is getting ready for BLPW’s pay per view Vendetta and they have pulled out everything to make this show the biggest of the year for the BLPW. It’s a huge night for the BLPW, Madison Square Garden and for everyone who has a match and for Green Man, more than likely this will be his last match….again.
The ring has been partially built and they have started to set up chairs, the guardrails and what not and hope to finish up in a day or two. While everyone left the day Green Man wandered down to the ring to check things out. He stands where the end of the ramp would be and the mats will be laid on the floor. He stands there with his hands on his hips looking at the ring and looking up at the roof.
“You know, my memory isn’t what it used to be. Hell I have no idea who the hell JL Willis is but he looks like a squirrelly bastard to me who has spent one to many days lurking in the boys locker rooms down at the YMCA, but this place always put a smile on my face. MSG! I have had countless matches here and I have seen some great ones in my day and they all took place here.”
Green Man strokes his beard while he looks up at the rafters.
“Some of you young pups will have no idea what I am talking about but some of you old timers will know what I’m talking about the fine job the construction crew did putting this place back together after that crazy son of a bitch blew the roof off of the building during the Dreamer and Chamber match. I swear Dreamer was dead when he crash landed in that RWF ring. I know that phrase has been used about a billion times in wrestling but I swear to god Dreamer was fucking dead. How he was ever able to walk and step back in the ring is a miracle in it’s own right. To this day Dreamer is the toughest son of a bitch I have ever meet.”
Green Man walks up to the ring and rubs his hand on it.
“This show means a lot to me personally and professionally. Personally I get to se some old friends, some of whom I haven’t seen in years. This event is a small RWF reunion and a small XWA reunion as well. It’ll be cool to see Sigma again, catch up on old times. It’ll be cool to stand side by side with Japhy and kick some ass. Can’t wait to see Eternity either. I’m still waiting for the retirement match fucker. It’ll be a good day for everyone. See some old faces, share some laughs and go to do what we love to do.
Break some bones and draw some blood.” Green Man says with a smile on his face.
“As much as I can’t wait to see Sigma, Japhy I can’t wait to get my hands on Hammer and Lobo. Everyone has been whispering why is Green Man getting back in the ring? Is he crazy or something? Well I might have been hit in the head one two many times but when Bright said he’s got some bad blood with Hammer I said Yes. I rubbed my hands together and my mouth watered at just the thought of getting Hammer in the ring and beating him one last time. Just one more shot. One more opportunity to settle our beef. One more shot to make him bleed, inflict some pain and one last shot to hurt him and make him pay for screwing me over time after time out of the XWA World title!”
Green Man slams his fist on the mat.
“I haven’t forgotten you fuckers! I wanted that XWA World title more than anything! I busted my ass off and I left GALLONS of blood on that mat in hopes of having my hand raised as a the World champion! Something that never happened in my career and I was SO DAMN CLOSE COUNTLESS TIMES IN THE XWA BUT YOU HAMMER ALWAYS MADE SURE I NEVER WON THAT TITLE! Between you and JC Michaels and let’s not forget Lobo the hobo something I should have won never came to be.”
Green Man takes a deep breath.
“But hey that was years ago, water under the bridge as they say. Can’t go back and fix the past and while that may be true I haven’t forgotten all of the brutality I had to inflict and take in my conquest to become the XWA World champion. The tables I was thrown through, the flaming baseball bats that hit my in the back, the steel chairs I saw coming at my face and everything else you guys threw at me and YET I still got up. I kept the dream alive as long as I could but there comes a point when you just have to give up and I did give up. I gave up on my dream out of disgust, frustration and the knowledge of knowing there was no way I was ever going to get a fair shake at the World title. I grew tire of almost winning the title, having a two count almost becoming a three count when BAM! Screwed over yet again.
So when Bright said he wanted me on his team I said Yes. To be honest I don’t even know what the beef is between you and Bright and the truth is I don’t care either. I didn’t even ask Bright what is the story, I didn’t care. Fuck I don’t even know what is at stake in this match but all I know is that I want to be the reason why you fail Hammer! I came back to SCREW YOU OVER! I came back to FUCK YOU! I came back for….redemption. All of the Lobo’s, JL Willis’s or the Law’s of the world won’t be enough to stop me from beating you in this match! It’s been in my gut for a long time Hammer, It’s been in my heart slowly burning away, eating at me, driving me for one last shot at glory. I’ve got a hunger inside of me and that hunger is for your BLOOD!”
Green Man starts to get angry, his face starts to turn red, the vein on the side of his neck starts to throb.
“HAMMER! YOUR BLOOD WILL RUN AND AS LONG AS I AM IN THIS RING YOU HAVE NO SHOT AT WINNING!!! AT VENDETTA HAMMER, THE UNDERDOG WILL RISE TO THE TOP AND THE MOST DESERVING WILL WIN AND MOST OF ALL…..HAMMER….I WILL GET THE LAST LAUGH!!!!”
Green Man closes his eyes and start to laugh. He has a blood thirsty look in his eyes.
“It’ll be a early Christmas for me…..Hey now.”
FTB……………………………….......................................