Post by khardaway on May 24, 2007 1:23:25 GMT -5
Scene continues from the Finale of "Girlfriend Search 2007", where Reckless Jack is on the tailend of his little shindeg about Team Xtreme. Jay Williams is still reading the transcript of the promo by the way as Jack looks at Jay. Amy Skye Williams...well, she's up in her and Jay's hotel room...she doesn't care about this stuff apparently. Oh well, you win some and you lose some.
Reckless Jack: Got anything to add?
Jay puts down the pieces of paper.
Jay Williams: This is probably going to be short and sweet since you know, you basically said pretty much what I was going to say, but i'll try my best. Yes, Jack was right...way back when I first started professional wrestling, I went by the name D.A. Xtreme. My "teacher" just so happened to be called D.A. Hardcore as well. You know we were "brothers" way back then. The D.A. thing, I look back on it and it's kind of remisicent now of people like CM Punk and others. Sure, D.A. Xtreme doesn't sound as cool and bad ass as CM Punk, but it got to job done, guys. But the way you're talking and walking like your some high school dropout that doesn't care about the world, and has 6 kids before the age of 20...it really pisses me off for you guys to take a small reference like that and try to drive it into the ground like you're some jock to the outcasts in the world. Seriously, guys.
Pause for a second.
Jay Williams: Another thing that pisses me off that is I agree with Jack. I'm not pissed off at that, but I am over the fact that you call us newbies and rookies. Yeah, you're right on one simple little thing for a change. Me and Jack are new as a tag team. THAT'S IT! THAT'S ALL! I could say that we are new to the tag team scene, but that's not true as well, but me and Jack both have had tag team partners in the past. I won the Tag Team Championship back at my former company. It may have only been for a month, and we lost them due to a match called a "Lynch Mob" match where to win, you had to hang your opponent and hit him with a chair...it was something that could've been created by one Vince Russo...it was freakin' sad to be apart of that, trust me. But Jack, he's also been in the scene. We've had tag team matches and we've been enemies, even when me and my "teacher" had their backs. Now, here at the WCF, Jack looked at me and saw something else for a change. Same here, I saw his WCF resume and trust me, it was impressive. Apparently he wanted to do the same with me, and that's why we're here...about ready to kick your asses this Sunday.
Jay looks at Jack who decides to nod his head, agreeing with him.
Jay Williams: Like I said, i'm not going to go and name off Jack's accomplishments since he already did that for you. But let me tell you mine, just to let you know what you guys are in for...let alone the WCF roster, since I haven't had the time to go do that yet. And this will not be "edited for legal reasons" like some things me and Jack have said before. See, you're looking at a 2-time HWF North American champion, a 2-time HWF Hardcore Champion, 2-time HWF TAG TEAM Champion, 1-time HWF World Champion, a 2-time USXF World Heavyweight Champion, 1-time USXF TAG TEAM Champion, the only CWF Atlantic Champion, i've been XHF Tag Team Champion...not only that, but I beat my partner here, Reckless Jack to win the 2006 End of Days tournament. Tell me something you don't know Team Xtreme. Within my first two months at the XHF, including the End of Days tournament, I went 10-1-1. What have you done with your careers, TVO and TXO?
Jay smiles towards the camera, both Jack and Jay's feet up on the table.
Jay Williams: Apparently you guys can't understand comedy when you see it written in stone right in front of you. So we like to have a good time, you know...watch the ball game at a bar, drink a few beers, get hammered and fuck some god awful sluts...well Jack did the last one anyways. He has a new chick to attend to. And I have a wife and an unborn kid to attend to now. But this "Girlfriend Search", Jack's right...some companies decided to chip in to this little thing. Not only did the companies, WCF, and we get money out of all of this, but maybe just maybe we got a few new fans out there too that might just tune in to Timebomb this Sunday to see your asses get handed to you on a sliver platter. Then, when the newbies see me and Jack holding the WCF Tag Team Championship high, they'll think "Hmm, that team does seem pretty good", hence they come to the shows, cheer for us...buy our merchandise and we go home two happy people who are loving life right now. They certainly weren't giving me and Jack that over at the XHF. It's pretty bad when you're getting screwed out of the second biggest title in the company to a fuckin' crybaby. That's just me though.
Jack starts laughing somewhat, Jay nodding in agreement.
Jay Williams: There's nothing else I need to say, Jack. I'm fuckin' tired, so i'm off to bed. You can finish up here and we'll all meet up in the morning to go training for this thing finally.
Jack gets his feet off the table.
Reckless Jack: Well, I was gonna meet up with Sarah and we we're gonna head out. Besides, i'm sure Amy's asleep, so you don't have to bother with her. Don't have to hear her yell and shit if she wakes up.
Jay goes and sits back down.
Jay Williams: Bittersweet feelings aside, you go do that. You earned it.
Reckless Jack: Thanks captain dickweed. Haha. I fuckin' love saying that. Anyways, have a good night.
Jay Williams: You too...hey, don't make me wait up for you. You don't wanna have to hear Godzilla in the morning.
Jack looks confused.
Reckless Jack: Godzilla?
Jay Williams: Amy.
Reckless Jack: Ohhhh...good point. Later man.
Jay Williams: Later.
Jack ends up leaving the ballroom as Jay goes and straightens up the papers on the desk, cleaning everything up as the scene fades on him.
Reckless Jack: Got anything to add?
Jay puts down the pieces of paper.
Jay Williams: This is probably going to be short and sweet since you know, you basically said pretty much what I was going to say, but i'll try my best. Yes, Jack was right...way back when I first started professional wrestling, I went by the name D.A. Xtreme. My "teacher" just so happened to be called D.A. Hardcore as well. You know we were "brothers" way back then. The D.A. thing, I look back on it and it's kind of remisicent now of people like CM Punk and others. Sure, D.A. Xtreme doesn't sound as cool and bad ass as CM Punk, but it got to job done, guys. But the way you're talking and walking like your some high school dropout that doesn't care about the world, and has 6 kids before the age of 20...it really pisses me off for you guys to take a small reference like that and try to drive it into the ground like you're some jock to the outcasts in the world. Seriously, guys.
Pause for a second.
Jay Williams: Another thing that pisses me off that is I agree with Jack. I'm not pissed off at that, but I am over the fact that you call us newbies and rookies. Yeah, you're right on one simple little thing for a change. Me and Jack are new as a tag team. THAT'S IT! THAT'S ALL! I could say that we are new to the tag team scene, but that's not true as well, but me and Jack both have had tag team partners in the past. I won the Tag Team Championship back at my former company. It may have only been for a month, and we lost them due to a match called a "Lynch Mob" match where to win, you had to hang your opponent and hit him with a chair...it was something that could've been created by one Vince Russo...it was freakin' sad to be apart of that, trust me. But Jack, he's also been in the scene. We've had tag team matches and we've been enemies, even when me and my "teacher" had their backs. Now, here at the WCF, Jack looked at me and saw something else for a change. Same here, I saw his WCF resume and trust me, it was impressive. Apparently he wanted to do the same with me, and that's why we're here...about ready to kick your asses this Sunday.
Jay looks at Jack who decides to nod his head, agreeing with him.
Jay Williams: Like I said, i'm not going to go and name off Jack's accomplishments since he already did that for you. But let me tell you mine, just to let you know what you guys are in for...let alone the WCF roster, since I haven't had the time to go do that yet. And this will not be "edited for legal reasons" like some things me and Jack have said before. See, you're looking at a 2-time HWF North American champion, a 2-time HWF Hardcore Champion, 2-time HWF TAG TEAM Champion, 1-time HWF World Champion, a 2-time USXF World Heavyweight Champion, 1-time USXF TAG TEAM Champion, the only CWF Atlantic Champion, i've been XHF Tag Team Champion...not only that, but I beat my partner here, Reckless Jack to win the 2006 End of Days tournament. Tell me something you don't know Team Xtreme. Within my first two months at the XHF, including the End of Days tournament, I went 10-1-1. What have you done with your careers, TVO and TXO?
Jay smiles towards the camera, both Jack and Jay's feet up on the table.
Jay Williams: Apparently you guys can't understand comedy when you see it written in stone right in front of you. So we like to have a good time, you know...watch the ball game at a bar, drink a few beers, get hammered and fuck some god awful sluts...well Jack did the last one anyways. He has a new chick to attend to. And I have a wife and an unborn kid to attend to now. But this "Girlfriend Search", Jack's right...some companies decided to chip in to this little thing. Not only did the companies, WCF, and we get money out of all of this, but maybe just maybe we got a few new fans out there too that might just tune in to Timebomb this Sunday to see your asses get handed to you on a sliver platter. Then, when the newbies see me and Jack holding the WCF Tag Team Championship high, they'll think "Hmm, that team does seem pretty good", hence they come to the shows, cheer for us...buy our merchandise and we go home two happy people who are loving life right now. They certainly weren't giving me and Jack that over at the XHF. It's pretty bad when you're getting screwed out of the second biggest title in the company to a fuckin' crybaby. That's just me though.
Jack starts laughing somewhat, Jay nodding in agreement.
Jay Williams: There's nothing else I need to say, Jack. I'm fuckin' tired, so i'm off to bed. You can finish up here and we'll all meet up in the morning to go training for this thing finally.
Jack gets his feet off the table.
Reckless Jack: Well, I was gonna meet up with Sarah and we we're gonna head out. Besides, i'm sure Amy's asleep, so you don't have to bother with her. Don't have to hear her yell and shit if she wakes up.
Jay goes and sits back down.
Jay Williams: Bittersweet feelings aside, you go do that. You earned it.
Reckless Jack: Thanks captain dickweed. Haha. I fuckin' love saying that. Anyways, have a good night.
Jay Williams: You too...hey, don't make me wait up for you. You don't wanna have to hear Godzilla in the morning.
Jack looks confused.
Reckless Jack: Godzilla?
Jay Williams: Amy.
Reckless Jack: Ohhhh...good point. Later man.
Jay Williams: Later.
Jack ends up leaving the ballroom as Jay goes and straightens up the papers on the desk, cleaning everything up as the scene fades on him.