Post by smith on Dec 29, 2017 18:03:24 GMT -5
A Jack Smith camera confessional
[The scene opens in front of a plain dark backdrop. Jack Smith, wearing a white T shirt and black hooded long sleeve, stares back at the camera with a sharp focus and an intense gaze that lingers for a moment before the silence is broken.]
Who is Jack Smith? Jack Smith is A golden glove boxer. An amateur All American wrestling standout. A Brazilian Ju Jitsu black belt. A Mixed Martial Arts prospect and contender that committed career suicide by getting caught taking a dive for an extremely lucrative payoff and was banned from the sport of MMA for life as a result but Jack Smith is an opportunist. So when one door closes in your face permanently, a window of opportunity is ready to be broken into and burglarize.
See, in life we earn chances. Sometimes it's a second chance in a different profession but hey, when you are a professional like me, you roll with the punches and you follow the money. In the sport of professional wrestling there is no bigger prize fight than competing for a championship title. It is how we all measure success and Jack Smith is a successful man. Jack Smith is a future Champion and the future begins at ONE. There is no question in my mind and there is no doubt in my heart these words will become a reality. A new year symbolizes new beginnings and it is my New Year Resolution to become Champion.
Now that you know who Jack smith is and what I'm about.. let's take a look at the other six men competing in this ladder match with the Alpha Title on the line.
Matthew Black. The self proclaimed Dark King. A man of few words who went all Darth Vader embracing the darkness in hopes of success in return. That Black Mass kick can turn anyone's lights out if it connects. So the key will be to be ready for it with a counter move or even better yet, a preemptive strike because I just so happen to have a game changer in my arsenal too and once you feel the Jaw Dropper, you won't want to get back up.
Comet. We have been allies in battle before. Now it's every man for themselves. You are seven foot one and over four hundred pounds. A ladder match might be out of your element considering your size and weight is not the most ideal for climbing ladders and grabbing brass rings. That makes you no less of a threat, just less of a favorite because gravity will be your biggest opponent at ONE. Next to me of course.
Jay West. Another evil soul hell bent on destruction. West and Mathew Black should be best friends with all their common interests. Jay West we have teamed up before with Comet, all of us proved we have what it takes. Now it comes down to who wants it more.
Marshall Gates. That was a touching, heart felt story about your Gramps, I'm guessing. Because I didn't care enough to stay awake through that snoozefest of a history lesson. We aren't so different though, Marsh. You have also competed with success in the world of MMA but WCF is an entirely different beast. You are an old dog with no new tricks. Ready to be taken out back and put down just like old yeller. You have outlived your usefulness and don't know when to walk away while you still can. You might be strong, tough and fast for a big guy but you simply are not smart enough to win. You possess overwhelming power and brute strength but you lack what matters most. Intelligence. I'll find your weakness and expose your vulnerabilities for the world to see when you are chopped down to size in front of a worldwide pay per view audience. .
Charlie Rossi. The Ghost. The only Mobster Hit man to ever be dumb enough to broadcast his crimes to the public. Should you avoid arrest and prosecution long enough to make it to ONE, I'll be there waiting to give you the snitch treatment and you know what they say, snitches get stitches. Philadelphia will be the perfect town to paint red with your blood. You are in our world now, Rossi. Time to knuckle up.
Leon "purple" Hayze. The current reigning, defending Alpha Champion. After an eight year lay off, you return for one last successful run but as we know, all good things come to an end and look on the bright side. You can have your ride off into the sunset ending, puffing clouds as you ride off into retirement and I'll have my new beginning as your NEW Alpha Champion.
I just wanna tell you something my 420 friendly stoner foe and it's coming from a good place, horoscope readings are bs, and so are mediums. These con artist gypsies should be put in prison for exploiting people's traumas for money. It's pretty sick. Besides, I can tell your future, free of charge. It involves you, in excruciating, agonizing, grimacing pain after six other men run you through the ringer. Cracked ribs. Bruised sternum and concussions are almost guaranteed for all involved in this ladder swinging free for all brawl. I am willing to do anything and everything to win, same as everyone in this match so what it comes down to is simple. Who is the most capable and effective threat to your Alpha Title? Answer. Jack Smith.
[A slow fade in in blurs into a shot of the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, the very same arena that sold out in a record seven minutes after the venue for ONE were advertised and booked in the city of brotherly love. The crowd were buzzing with excitement. The intensity, the passion, the anticipation was palpable. The streets of Philadelphia were lined with street vendors spread across the walkways selling ‘official’ WCF merchandise and memorabilia.
In a haze of adrenaline sat the fan zone, the heartbeat of the WCF live events. Where fans pay top dollar to see their favorite stars, get their autographs, pose for pictures and meet with their heroes. Men, women and children of all ages were having the times of their lives until the practice ring that had been set up outside the arena lights up with the PA system blaring out the familiar music of Jack Smith.]
Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey we got your disease
Jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n knees, knees
Uh, I, I want to watch you bleed
Jack Smith air drums his way to the ring in casual attire consisting of yellow and black zebra stripe zumbas matched with an ugly Cosby style Christmas sweater. Alina Murphy skips up the steel staircase then steps through the middle and bottom ropes as Smith slides underneath it and the crowd immediately responds with a loud reaction of cheers mixed in with jeers as security rushed around the ring to create a barrier.
[Smith stood with pride in the middle of the ring without a care for their reaction. The swagger was evident, the confidence exuded from his every pore. Jack Smith looked around and saw that his arrival grabbed quite the reaction, camera crews from local television who had already been covering the fan zone were pointed his way, sports writers were hanging on ready for his every word, the ‘legends’ autograph table nearby no longer was the main attraction… Jack Smith was the focal point, the Alpha Championship contender held center stage and everyone in Philly had no choice to impatiently wait to hear what the challenging contender to the Alpha title has to say.]
Jack Smith: It seems that nowadays, just about everyone draws strength from their learning experiences in life. (a smirk) Well throughout my personal journey on this earth, there is one thing that I can tell everyone listening which is absolute fact and that is this.. Nobody is owed or entitled to success. Success cannot be given, it has to be both taken and earned at the same time.. much like respect.
Winners win and Losers lose. That is just a simple fact of life. People like me? We thrive under pressure. While others? They crack under the overwhelming stress of it all. That is what separates the good from the greats. The ability to take a challenge head on and perform under pressure with that killer instinct required to be a REAL Champion.. Our Legacy? Goes far beyond the “legend” label because Alina Murphy and I are something better.. we are top talent and most important of all? We ARE the power couple of professional wrestling!
Alina Murphy: We will be YOUR heroes, Idols, role models and Champions for years to come..
[Boo's rain down from the increasingly hostile fans in the crowd which draws a smile from Smith.]
Jack Smith: We all have our own motivations for why we are here and how we do things.. Some are just passing the time, waiting for something better to come along while others latch on to their spot with a death grip in hopes of being remembered as a good hand Only a select few leave a lasting legacy of accomplishments and accolades that can be reflected back on with pride and respect from our peers, regardless of the means to achieve that success.
This is my goal. My resolution for a new year. The year of Jack Smith. My rise begins where your fall ends,
[Jack Smith hand gestures the Alpha Title around his waist then gives a slow, intense throat slash to the crowd as a plethora of flashes from cameras in the crowd give off a strobe light effect.]
Jack Smith: Championships are not an attendance or participation award and should be held by those who are truly deserving and worthy of the moniker, champion. Titles should be held, collected and defended with pride by someone lime say, oh I don't know, me? I could work circles around some of these those no talent scrubs. Who can’t touch me in that ring. On this microphone or in any environment. That is what makes someone like me so dangerous. I am a five point player. Some prefer to be “specialists” in one area while I specialize in what matters most, winning. That’s the name of the game. Seven battle tested warriors will step out onto the war zone known as ONE and the better man will win. I say that man will be me.. but hey, the so called "completion" is more than welcome to prove me wrong.
[Smith shook his head, a look of distaste came across the challengers face, he circled the inside of his mouth with his tongue and as if he had tasted something bitter he spat out his sour tirade.]
I know the game and how to play it. More importantly we..
(Jack wraps an open arm around the shoulder of Alina and pulls her close for a kiss on the cheek.)
We know how to beat the game. That is how and why I will go down in the record books as the BEST Alpha champion OF ALL TIME!! When it’s all said and done, after the proverbial smoke settles and the dust clears from our warpath to the top of the ladder? The history books will read MY truth because as you know, history is written by the winners. Not losers like you Philly bums.
(The crowd Become hostile shouting profanities and the smile on Smiths face grows with their increasingly loud reaction.)
Jack Smith: You though, Leon.. You’re different than the undeserving Champions of the past.. There is something changing in you and we have all seen it happening. You have grown as a talent and become better as a fierce competitor inside the ring and more importantly, outside of it. Admit it. You thought of me as some push over or stepping stone before now. Most everyone here did and hell, some of you still do view me as the over achieving underdog but this will be my time to change that perception one mind at a time by shocking the world when I go through ten opponents in two matches and walk out as your Alpha Ironman Champion.
[Jack Smith spins and faces the camera, he smirks and cocks an eyebrow.]
Everyone wants an excuse to have so they can attempt to justify their own failures or others success but no matter how you slice the truth up into little pieces, you cannot argue with results and what we bring to the dance? The carnage and chaos we can create, the impact we will make on this company, on this business? It will speak for itself and in volumes.
[Jack Smith nods his head and brings the mic to his lips. The look of realization sets in to his face and Smith forces a smile.]
I joined this company as a no name rookie with a dream to be the best… Day in and day out. Night after night after night I have trained tirelessly in this ring like my career depends on it because quite frankly? It does. See, unlike some people.. I don’t stand out here to be liked… I couldn’t care if these people love me or hate me but the one thing I will not do is short change anyone… I’ll be at my best… I’ll be better than I have ever been before… I’ll be more ruthless than you have ever seen and with the ladders around the ring used as fair game? I’ll be more dangerous then ever before… I am not talking trash when I say… this will be a bloodbath, Leon Hayze will be given a one way ticket to the ER and the people… the true wrestling fans, the legends… the old dudes who sit on those tables signing autographs and relive their past… they will be able to breath a sigh of relief because the Alpha Title will soon be the sexy waist of this prize fighter.
[Alina Murphy models the new pink and purple "girl power" t shirt *@WCFshop.com* then leans forward into the microphone.]
Alina: Justice Arkady? Don't forget about our very special date at ONE, either. I just might have a little surprise in store for my newest biggest bestest friend ever! Here's a little hint. First word, mistle second word toe.
Smith: I'm fairly certain that mistletoe is one word but even these Philly morons get the gist of it, I think.. (responding to a drunk heckler fan.) No I didn't call you Mormons, what is this, Utah? Clean the cum out of your ears, and just so you intoxicated lushes know, I can smell beer on All you poor bastards breath. This entire crowd would fail a breathalyzer right now. That is how wasted you loud mouth drunks are. We can smell that herbal medicine in the air, too. What is this, a snoop dog concert? You people can bask in each others belligerence but Alina and I? Have better places to be.
[Alina Murphy blows a kiss to the crowd as Jack Smith tosses the mic to the announcer who fumbles it as he leaves the ring, Smith smirks and goes to slap hands with a fan before pulling back with the classic fake out while he gives a defiant double bird salute to the Philadelphia wrestling fanatics on hand as the camera cuts to a WCF commercial promoting the ONE pay per view.]
Moments later..
(Backstage.)
[Jack Smith is a sweaty, nervous mess as a camera picks up on his conversation with a WCF referee in the locker room area.]
So after the match, you will have the ring ready and the big video screen will light up popping the big question. When she reads it then turns around to see me? , I'll be down on one knee, ready to propose, with ring in hand. This is going to be one of the most memorable moments ever or one of the most embarrassing. I hope she says yes.. hey is that a camera? What the hell, man!? This is a private discussion, no cameras!
[Jack Smith shoves the camera away and slams the locker room door in its face as we fade to black.]
[The scene opens in front of a plain dark backdrop. Jack Smith, wearing a white T shirt and black hooded long sleeve, stares back at the camera with a sharp focus and an intense gaze that lingers for a moment before the silence is broken.]
Who is Jack Smith? Jack Smith is A golden glove boxer. An amateur All American wrestling standout. A Brazilian Ju Jitsu black belt. A Mixed Martial Arts prospect and contender that committed career suicide by getting caught taking a dive for an extremely lucrative payoff and was banned from the sport of MMA for life as a result but Jack Smith is an opportunist. So when one door closes in your face permanently, a window of opportunity is ready to be broken into and burglarize.
See, in life we earn chances. Sometimes it's a second chance in a different profession but hey, when you are a professional like me, you roll with the punches and you follow the money. In the sport of professional wrestling there is no bigger prize fight than competing for a championship title. It is how we all measure success and Jack Smith is a successful man. Jack Smith is a future Champion and the future begins at ONE. There is no question in my mind and there is no doubt in my heart these words will become a reality. A new year symbolizes new beginnings and it is my New Year Resolution to become Champion.
Now that you know who Jack smith is and what I'm about.. let's take a look at the other six men competing in this ladder match with the Alpha Title on the line.
Matthew Black. The self proclaimed Dark King. A man of few words who went all Darth Vader embracing the darkness in hopes of success in return. That Black Mass kick can turn anyone's lights out if it connects. So the key will be to be ready for it with a counter move or even better yet, a preemptive strike because I just so happen to have a game changer in my arsenal too and once you feel the Jaw Dropper, you won't want to get back up.
Comet. We have been allies in battle before. Now it's every man for themselves. You are seven foot one and over four hundred pounds. A ladder match might be out of your element considering your size and weight is not the most ideal for climbing ladders and grabbing brass rings. That makes you no less of a threat, just less of a favorite because gravity will be your biggest opponent at ONE. Next to me of course.
Jay West. Another evil soul hell bent on destruction. West and Mathew Black should be best friends with all their common interests. Jay West we have teamed up before with Comet, all of us proved we have what it takes. Now it comes down to who wants it more.
Marshall Gates. That was a touching, heart felt story about your Gramps, I'm guessing. Because I didn't care enough to stay awake through that snoozefest of a history lesson. We aren't so different though, Marsh. You have also competed with success in the world of MMA but WCF is an entirely different beast. You are an old dog with no new tricks. Ready to be taken out back and put down just like old yeller. You have outlived your usefulness and don't know when to walk away while you still can. You might be strong, tough and fast for a big guy but you simply are not smart enough to win. You possess overwhelming power and brute strength but you lack what matters most. Intelligence. I'll find your weakness and expose your vulnerabilities for the world to see when you are chopped down to size in front of a worldwide pay per view audience. .
Charlie Rossi. The Ghost. The only Mobster Hit man to ever be dumb enough to broadcast his crimes to the public. Should you avoid arrest and prosecution long enough to make it to ONE, I'll be there waiting to give you the snitch treatment and you know what they say, snitches get stitches. Philadelphia will be the perfect town to paint red with your blood. You are in our world now, Rossi. Time to knuckle up.
Leon "purple" Hayze. The current reigning, defending Alpha Champion. After an eight year lay off, you return for one last successful run but as we know, all good things come to an end and look on the bright side. You can have your ride off into the sunset ending, puffing clouds as you ride off into retirement and I'll have my new beginning as your NEW Alpha Champion.
I just wanna tell you something my 420 friendly stoner foe and it's coming from a good place, horoscope readings are bs, and so are mediums. These con artist gypsies should be put in prison for exploiting people's traumas for money. It's pretty sick. Besides, I can tell your future, free of charge. It involves you, in excruciating, agonizing, grimacing pain after six other men run you through the ringer. Cracked ribs. Bruised sternum and concussions are almost guaranteed for all involved in this ladder swinging free for all brawl. I am willing to do anything and everything to win, same as everyone in this match so what it comes down to is simple. Who is the most capable and effective threat to your Alpha Title? Answer. Jack Smith.
[A slow fade in in blurs into a shot of the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, the very same arena that sold out in a record seven minutes after the venue for ONE were advertised and booked in the city of brotherly love. The crowd were buzzing with excitement. The intensity, the passion, the anticipation was palpable. The streets of Philadelphia were lined with street vendors spread across the walkways selling ‘official’ WCF merchandise and memorabilia.
In a haze of adrenaline sat the fan zone, the heartbeat of the WCF live events. Where fans pay top dollar to see their favorite stars, get their autographs, pose for pictures and meet with their heroes. Men, women and children of all ages were having the times of their lives until the practice ring that had been set up outside the arena lights up with the PA system blaring out the familiar music of Jack Smith.]
Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey we got your disease
Jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n knees, knees
Uh, I, I want to watch you bleed
Jack Smith air drums his way to the ring in casual attire consisting of yellow and black zebra stripe zumbas matched with an ugly Cosby style Christmas sweater. Alina Murphy skips up the steel staircase then steps through the middle and bottom ropes as Smith slides underneath it and the crowd immediately responds with a loud reaction of cheers mixed in with jeers as security rushed around the ring to create a barrier.
[Smith stood with pride in the middle of the ring without a care for their reaction. The swagger was evident, the confidence exuded from his every pore. Jack Smith looked around and saw that his arrival grabbed quite the reaction, camera crews from local television who had already been covering the fan zone were pointed his way, sports writers were hanging on ready for his every word, the ‘legends’ autograph table nearby no longer was the main attraction… Jack Smith was the focal point, the Alpha Championship contender held center stage and everyone in Philly had no choice to impatiently wait to hear what the challenging contender to the Alpha title has to say.]
Jack Smith: It seems that nowadays, just about everyone draws strength from their learning experiences in life. (a smirk) Well throughout my personal journey on this earth, there is one thing that I can tell everyone listening which is absolute fact and that is this.. Nobody is owed or entitled to success. Success cannot be given, it has to be both taken and earned at the same time.. much like respect.
Winners win and Losers lose. That is just a simple fact of life. People like me? We thrive under pressure. While others? They crack under the overwhelming stress of it all. That is what separates the good from the greats. The ability to take a challenge head on and perform under pressure with that killer instinct required to be a REAL Champion.. Our Legacy? Goes far beyond the “legend” label because Alina Murphy and I are something better.. we are top talent and most important of all? We ARE the power couple of professional wrestling!
Alina Murphy: We will be YOUR heroes, Idols, role models and Champions for years to come..
[Boo's rain down from the increasingly hostile fans in the crowd which draws a smile from Smith.]
Jack Smith: We all have our own motivations for why we are here and how we do things.. Some are just passing the time, waiting for something better to come along while others latch on to their spot with a death grip in hopes of being remembered as a good hand Only a select few leave a lasting legacy of accomplishments and accolades that can be reflected back on with pride and respect from our peers, regardless of the means to achieve that success.
This is my goal. My resolution for a new year. The year of Jack Smith. My rise begins where your fall ends,
[Jack Smith hand gestures the Alpha Title around his waist then gives a slow, intense throat slash to the crowd as a plethora of flashes from cameras in the crowd give off a strobe light effect.]
Jack Smith: Championships are not an attendance or participation award and should be held by those who are truly deserving and worthy of the moniker, champion. Titles should be held, collected and defended with pride by someone lime say, oh I don't know, me? I could work circles around some of these those no talent scrubs. Who can’t touch me in that ring. On this microphone or in any environment. That is what makes someone like me so dangerous. I am a five point player. Some prefer to be “specialists” in one area while I specialize in what matters most, winning. That’s the name of the game. Seven battle tested warriors will step out onto the war zone known as ONE and the better man will win. I say that man will be me.. but hey, the so called "completion" is more than welcome to prove me wrong.
[Smith shook his head, a look of distaste came across the challengers face, he circled the inside of his mouth with his tongue and as if he had tasted something bitter he spat out his sour tirade.]
I know the game and how to play it. More importantly we..
(Jack wraps an open arm around the shoulder of Alina and pulls her close for a kiss on the cheek.)
We know how to beat the game. That is how and why I will go down in the record books as the BEST Alpha champion OF ALL TIME!! When it’s all said and done, after the proverbial smoke settles and the dust clears from our warpath to the top of the ladder? The history books will read MY truth because as you know, history is written by the winners. Not losers like you Philly bums.
(The crowd Become hostile shouting profanities and the smile on Smiths face grows with their increasingly loud reaction.)
Jack Smith: You though, Leon.. You’re different than the undeserving Champions of the past.. There is something changing in you and we have all seen it happening. You have grown as a talent and become better as a fierce competitor inside the ring and more importantly, outside of it. Admit it. You thought of me as some push over or stepping stone before now. Most everyone here did and hell, some of you still do view me as the over achieving underdog but this will be my time to change that perception one mind at a time by shocking the world when I go through ten opponents in two matches and walk out as your Alpha Ironman Champion.
[Jack Smith spins and faces the camera, he smirks and cocks an eyebrow.]
Everyone wants an excuse to have so they can attempt to justify their own failures or others success but no matter how you slice the truth up into little pieces, you cannot argue with results and what we bring to the dance? The carnage and chaos we can create, the impact we will make on this company, on this business? It will speak for itself and in volumes.
[Jack Smith nods his head and brings the mic to his lips. The look of realization sets in to his face and Smith forces a smile.]
I joined this company as a no name rookie with a dream to be the best… Day in and day out. Night after night after night I have trained tirelessly in this ring like my career depends on it because quite frankly? It does. See, unlike some people.. I don’t stand out here to be liked… I couldn’t care if these people love me or hate me but the one thing I will not do is short change anyone… I’ll be at my best… I’ll be better than I have ever been before… I’ll be more ruthless than you have ever seen and with the ladders around the ring used as fair game? I’ll be more dangerous then ever before… I am not talking trash when I say… this will be a bloodbath, Leon Hayze will be given a one way ticket to the ER and the people… the true wrestling fans, the legends… the old dudes who sit on those tables signing autographs and relive their past… they will be able to breath a sigh of relief because the Alpha Title will soon be the sexy waist of this prize fighter.
[Alina Murphy models the new pink and purple "girl power" t shirt *@WCFshop.com* then leans forward into the microphone.]
Alina: Justice Arkady? Don't forget about our very special date at ONE, either. I just might have a little surprise in store for my newest biggest bestest friend ever! Here's a little hint. First word, mistle second word toe.
Smith: I'm fairly certain that mistletoe is one word but even these Philly morons get the gist of it, I think.. (responding to a drunk heckler fan.) No I didn't call you Mormons, what is this, Utah? Clean the cum out of your ears, and just so you intoxicated lushes know, I can smell beer on All you poor bastards breath. This entire crowd would fail a breathalyzer right now. That is how wasted you loud mouth drunks are. We can smell that herbal medicine in the air, too. What is this, a snoop dog concert? You people can bask in each others belligerence but Alina and I? Have better places to be.
[Alina Murphy blows a kiss to the crowd as Jack Smith tosses the mic to the announcer who fumbles it as he leaves the ring, Smith smirks and goes to slap hands with a fan before pulling back with the classic fake out while he gives a defiant double bird salute to the Philadelphia wrestling fanatics on hand as the camera cuts to a WCF commercial promoting the ONE pay per view.]
Moments later..
(Backstage.)
[Jack Smith is a sweaty, nervous mess as a camera picks up on his conversation with a WCF referee in the locker room area.]
So after the match, you will have the ring ready and the big video screen will light up popping the big question. When she reads it then turns around to see me? , I'll be down on one knee, ready to propose, with ring in hand. This is going to be one of the most memorable moments ever or one of the most embarrassing. I hope she says yes.. hey is that a camera? What the hell, man!? This is a private discussion, no cameras!
[Jack Smith shoves the camera away and slams the locker room door in its face as we fade to black.]
