Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2006 22:38:19 GMT -5
(The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. Bobby Cairo rides through the forest on his bicycle. He suddenly stops and gets off the bike, propping it up with the kickstand. Bobby strips himself of his plain white T-shirt and tosses it aside, leaving him in only a pair of black sweatpants and Converse sneakers, and then he does a few warm-up stretches to get loose. After that, Bobby does 100 each of pushups, sit-ups, jumping jacks and squat thrusts. Satisfied with his workout, Bobby puts his shirt back on and rides his bike into town. He stops in front of Tom's Diner, goes inside and sits down at the counter. A waitress walks over toward Bobby.)
"Hello. What can I get for you, sir?"
"I'd like the tuna club with a side of onion rings and an iced tea. Thanks."
(While he's waiting for his food, Bobby walks out to the newspaper vending machine in front of the diner and buys a paper for 75 cents. He sits back down at the counter and glances through the first few pages before opening to the sports section. Among the headlines are stories about UConn basketball, Manny Ramirez's shenanigans and, most intriguingly, Bobby's match at Sunday's Till Death Do Us Part pay-per-view.)
"Hey, that guy in the picture, that guy is you?"
(Bobby looks up and notices the gray-haired gentleman sitting next to him.)
"Yes, sir. My name is Bobby Cairo. I'm a professional wrestler."
"No kidding? I used to be a big wrestling fan. You remember Bruno Sammartino?"
"Not exactly."
"You know he held the World Championship for over 7 years? 7 years! But that was back when wrestlers were still men. Now it's all this crotch chopping, fornicating with corpses, men who look like women, women who look like men."
"I don't know anything about that. I'm more of a technical specialist."
"A technical specialist? Bruno Sammartino was a technical specialist. He wrestled Pedro Morales to a draw at Shea Stadium after more than an hour of scientific grappling. An hour! But that was back in '72 when wrestlers were still men."
(The waitress brings Bobby his order and hands him the bill.)
"Jeez... $8.50 for a tuna club?"
(Bobby eats his food and skims through the article about his match. On the TV in the diner, a promo airs for Till Death Do Us Part.)
"Are you wrestling on that show?"
"Yes, sir. I just hope I can invoke the spirit of Bruno Sammartino."
(Bobby finishes his meal, pays his bill and leaves.)
"Hello. What can I get for you, sir?"
"I'd like the tuna club with a side of onion rings and an iced tea. Thanks."
(While he's waiting for his food, Bobby walks out to the newspaper vending machine in front of the diner and buys a paper for 75 cents. He sits back down at the counter and glances through the first few pages before opening to the sports section. Among the headlines are stories about UConn basketball, Manny Ramirez's shenanigans and, most intriguingly, Bobby's match at Sunday's Till Death Do Us Part pay-per-view.)
"Hey, that guy in the picture, that guy is you?"
(Bobby looks up and notices the gray-haired gentleman sitting next to him.)
"Yes, sir. My name is Bobby Cairo. I'm a professional wrestler."
"No kidding? I used to be a big wrestling fan. You remember Bruno Sammartino?"
"Not exactly."
"You know he held the World Championship for over 7 years? 7 years! But that was back when wrestlers were still men. Now it's all this crotch chopping, fornicating with corpses, men who look like women, women who look like men."
"I don't know anything about that. I'm more of a technical specialist."
"A technical specialist? Bruno Sammartino was a technical specialist. He wrestled Pedro Morales to a draw at Shea Stadium after more than an hour of scientific grappling. An hour! But that was back in '72 when wrestlers were still men."
(The waitress brings Bobby his order and hands him the bill.)
"Jeez... $8.50 for a tuna club?"
(Bobby eats his food and skims through the article about his match. On the TV in the diner, a promo airs for Till Death Do Us Part.)
"Are you wrestling on that show?"
"Yes, sir. I just hope I can invoke the spirit of Bruno Sammartino."
(Bobby finishes his meal, pays his bill and leaves.)
