Post by Stephen Callaway on Jan 18, 2011 19:58:47 GMT -5
Stephen Callaway sits down into a director’s chair that sits in-front of a Pride banner as the scene opens. He adjusts the collar on his blue Glasgow Rangers T-shirt before he speaks.
Stephen
“Four men. Four men to discuss but who to start on? “
He leans back in his chair tapping on the arm with his finger.
Stephen
“Johnny Noble. See John, we’ve probably wrestled each other, I wrestle so many they become faceless after a while, but in this match I don’t have a problem with you. The fact we’re not a regular team and I don’t have that much to do with you in the back makes me a little apprehensive but that’s all. I’ve worked with the Degeneration Nation, the Tipposi and Epic Angle. I knew when I stepped into the ring as part of those teams, factions that they had my back the same as I had theirs. Something I intend to do with Mainstream in the coming weeks. I can only hope that you focus on getting the victory and that you have my back much like I will be going for the win and I will have your back. As long as that happens I will have zero problems with you and you will get no problems from me. We’ll just be two guys working together for the length of the match. After that bell rings and we win, we can do the tag thing if you want or we can just wander on our own paths, I don’t care,”
He looks down at his waist and runs a finger over the waistband of his pants.
Stephen
“Adam Unabel. In PWF, I called you out when you were champion and you ignored me. UWL came round in a tag match and I beat you. Under the UWC banner in February is gonna be the same story, so what’s stopping me making the hat trick?”
He leans back in his seat as he actually thinks about it.
Stephen
“You know, you remind me a lot of Robbie Venom. I don’t mean in looks, voice or anything physical like that, I mean he was a former champion when we faced, like you. Granted, he won. But he WAS better than me. He IS better than you, but you both have this ex-champ-wanting-one-more-run with-the-belt kind thing going on. That makes you a danger to me because I need wins to get me to the top O the card and the money matches for the gold belts as do you. You need wins to get you back on that mountain top. But you have the weak link, man three in my four man ramble: Devon Dubstar.”
He reaches to the ground and picks up a glass of apple juice which he empties.
Stephen
“Last week I spoke to my wife the butcher, a camera man, the Samaritans and even a Jehovah’s Witness who just wanted to leave my house and go home about the parade of rookie upstarts we have here in Kingdom Of Pride. I’m not knocking the rookies, far from it, we all started somewhere. I remember when I was eighteen and fresh out the training school. I’ve probably told this before, but I got a big and, let’s face it and be honest, lucky win over one of SML’s big star names. That propelled me up the card and by the year’s end I was the SML World Champion. My point with you is you’re probably greener than a cucumber right now.
Even if you’ve got the experience, you’re fairly new to Pride and it does take time to get your bearings, trust me on that I’d been wrestling for ten years when I went to PWF and it took me a while to settle in. But, rookie that you are, I beat you in the centre of the ring three days ago. I know that as a rookie, these things eat at you. You lose the first match, which knocks your confidence for the second and you’ve basically lost the match before the opening bell. It eats at you. Look at Tommy Dreamer and Raven. Now Dreamer’s been in the business a while and he’s a veteran of the industry and it still took him years to get a win over Raven because that first loos shook his confidence. And you’re a rookie. And you’ve already lost to me. Just sayin’”
He looks at the emblem on his Rangers T-shirt.
Stephen
Man number four isn’t in the match but he wanted to hear from me by the end of seven days so here I am after three. Chris Williams. He wants to know where my loyalties lie in the big duke-a-roo between Pride and UWL. Two companies that I wrestle for. Two companies I’m under contract to and who pay me money to keep me in the life I’m accustomed to. I know my colours. I’ll back the Seahawks, Miami Heat and the Saint Louis Blues. In football slash soccer I back Glasgow Rangers. I back these teams religiously, some more than others but it’s the way I am and my preferences. These are my teams for my sports OK?
To pick a side from the two I work for and with well that’s like asking a mother to pick her favourite child. It can’t be done and it won’t be done. I’m not going to chose Pride and risk UWL casting me out. I’ve got War Machines already moaning at me because I chose to work alone for a spell. Nor am I going to chose UWL over Pride and have Kurt Noble toss a coin and decide my fate. I choose both because both chose me. When I signed to join Pride they never said ‘you must leave UWL and be exclusive to us’ Nor did UWL future endeavour me when I joined Pride. Nobody had a problem with it, not Jefferson, Floyd, Noble and his coin or Jeremy. Just you. I’m not going to pick a side in this war because a jumped up NXT wannabe wants me to. If you have a problem with that or with me, then I will be happy to get in the ring with you and we can discuss this like men physically. We can go next week on Oblivion or, better yet, there’s bound to be a supercard we can fight on ‘cause I get more money for turning up on those.”
He counts on his fingers.
Stephen
“That’s me done four men I wanted to discuss, four men I have discussed. I’m just back from the game, one: nil, not brilliant but I’ll take the points. Now I have a one woman I would rather talk to than a camera on a tripod. Goodnight.”
He stands up, waves at the camera and switches it off. We’re plunged in darkness.
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