Post by Allen Guiliano on Dec 20, 2009 12:36:40 GMT -5
A casually dressed Allen Guiliano pulls the door of his suite at the Four Seasons Hotel Los Angeles closed before making his way down the hallway and into an awaiting elevator. Although an important and recognizable individual in southern Nevada, the WCF superstar and Guiliano Hotel and Casino owner is nothing more than an normal pedestrian on the streets of Los Angeles and Beverly Hills. He extends his finger and illuminates a in ivory button labeled with an “L” before relaxing back against the gold railing and awaiting his release at the bottom floor. The doors open smoothly, inviting Guiliano into the five-star lobby, the elaborate tiling floor shimmering under his sneakers as he makes his way toward the main exit. A doorman politely holds the door open for the guest and the Italian makes his way out onto the sidewalk in front of the establishment.
News of the snowstorms in the northeast dotted the airwaves during earlier newscasts, but Guiliano finds himself amidst a 60 degree California afternoon. He confidently paces down the sidewalk, whistling a tune from his childhood as he smiles up at the rays of light that beam down upon his face, nonchalantly flipping his sunglasses from the pocket of his khaki pants onto his nose. The orange lenses tint the landscape ahead as he continues to make his way into a shopping district of the City of Angels.
Tort, glad to see that you are continuing to advertise for your company by sporting that CoolWear logo on your sunglasses and shirt the other day. The response to the free publicity was overwhelming. My phone didn’t stop ringing for hours after that promo aired. Drew can try to convince you all he wants that you are going to regain control of CoolWear, but as you would say, “plain and simple, that is incorrect.” I am practically the King Midas of the business world Tort. Everything that my creative mind and my unlimited assets touch turns into a gold mine and graciously lines the pockets of my investors. You should be grateful that I took your company away from you and gave you less to worry about and decreased the amount of decision making that you have had to do in these weeks leading up to One.
I’m also excited to see that you have so many of your closest friends assuring you that you are still the World Champion, constantly reminding you of the success that you have achieved over the years, and graciously trying to convince you that you will be the victor on Sunday night. I find it humorous, yet quite pathetic. Of course your agent is telling you that you are the world’s greatest wrestler, that you are the most successful and most decorated superstar the WCF has ever seen, and that you have the advantage. He has to feed you this bullshit to make sure that he still makes money off of you and can live his lifestyle. Perhaps my favorite is the arrogant exchange that took place between you and Corey Black. Could you guys possibly gloat about each other a little more? For two guys that claim to be the best ever, you sure do need a lot of assurance from one another to inflate your egos. The big statement of the day being that I’m a bitch and can’t defeat you because Logan couldn’t? Please! Go ahead and run off your laundry list of opponents that you have beaten in the past and try to convince me that I am just another competitor, because I think deep down you know that I’m unlike anyone you have faced before and are simply trying to talk yourself into believing you have beaten guys like me before. Soak up all the things that are being said by those around you and want to you feel like you are still on top of the world, because it is making it quite obvious who the scared one is between the two of us.
You claim that I don’t have the experience, that I don’t have the will to win, that we are not evenly matched, and that I am going to be “just another victim.” First off, I may not have the experience in the WCF, but I do have the experience in the world of professional wrestling. I have fought my way to the top of federation after federation and I have proved that the WCF is no different as I stand here on the eve of the organization’s biggest event and prepare to stake my claim to the World Champion. Secondly, I have more will to win than any other superstar that has stepped into a wrestling ring. I prove time and time again that my will is what propels me to victories and I believe the War match might be the best example of that anyone has ever seen. And last, but certainly not least, of course we are not evenly matched. You couldn’t keep me from getting a shot at your title with a full stable and the owner of the federation in front of you, how in the hell do you plan on keeping it when it is just you and me that steps into the ring on Sunday? I have overcome all obstacles, faced the toughest the WCF has to offer and here I stand, in sunny Los Angeles, without a care in the world, ready to take on and take down the face of the World Championship Federation.
I’m sure the WCF would do quite well without you sitting at the top of the dictatorship, pulling the strings of all your puppets and making them do what you say simply for your benefit. Your so called “Team of Torture” started to figured that out over these last few weeks and frankly I think Seth’s company has done quite well with you on the sidelines avoiding any unnecessary matches. Ratings are better, new talent is joining the roster, new champions are being crowned, and there is only one championship left that needs to change hands and it will happen at the biggest event of the year. You may be undefeated at One, but when the final bell rings there will be a lot of things that truly represent the event and the word whose name it bears. You see, after Sunday, you will have ONE loss at the event, I will be ONE man left standing and will have the ONE title that means the most to you around my waist. You are the ONE man that I have left to defeat and it will only take me ONE shot to bring you down in the ONE match that will define my career as a WCF superstar. Tell me how many times you have World Champion and belittle me for what you call a worthless title run I had as a United States Champion. Tell me that the pressure is on me and that I have been on a downhill slide over these last few weeks. Tell me what has been taken from you and tell me that you have nothing to lose, because I beg to differ. There is ONE thing you have left to lose it is just ONE of the things that I will be taking from you at One. You have many things left to lose and your World Title is only the beginning. It won’t be my name that will be cursed and it won’t be me who people talk about as the choke artist. I mean, the great Torture losing to a lowly former United States Champion in his final match as WCF World Champion. If you have nothing to lose, you might as well go ahead and hang up the boots after One and go back to fantasy world that Corey and Drew seem to be living in where Torture can do no wrong and is reminded 24 hours a day about how great he is and what he has accomplished in the past, but that’s exactly where your accomplishments and accolades lie, in the past. After Sunday, my name will forever be remembered in the history book of the WCF and my name will be chanted by MILLIONS each and every time I walk down that ramp to the squared circle. No one ever remembers second best and after One, no one will remember the career of Torture after 2009. Advantage? Slickie T.
Guiliano continues down the long sidewalk, glancing at the billboards and store signs overhead before eyeing a door with the gold Hallmark logo and slipping inside. A soothing music plays overhead, opposing the intensity that was just displayed by the #1 Contender as he makes his way into the store, his vision now filled with trinkets, collectables, porcelain dolls, and infinite amounts of holiday décor. He passes by shelf after shelf, eyes wide open, before spotting the infamous card aisle. His fingers trace over a few bare envelopes as he reads the labels one by one: birthday, anniversary, sympathy, going away, get well soon, it’s a boy, it’s a girl, Chanukah, and other numerous listings. Guiliano finally stops and searches in a section full of blank Christmas cards, each highlighted by a red or green envelope behind it. He carefully glances over each option before slipping two from behind their plastic divider, along with a pair of red envelopes.
After making his selection, he saunters after to a register, passing the plethora of ornaments on his way to the counter. He carefully slips the cards and envelopes onto the top of the small island in front of the store clerk along with a $20 bill. The aged woman behind the counter carefully presses the keys on the register, catching the cash drawer as it opens into her hip.
Clerk – Did you find everything okay today sir?
Guiliano – Yes mam I did, however do you have any smooth writing ink pens that you would recommend for me for this cards?
She turns and fetches a pen from behind her that resided in a plastic cylinder and scribbles on piece of scrap paper next to the register.
Clerk – That look like what you are looking for?
Guiliano- That will do just fine, how much more do I owe you?
Clerk – Oh, no need to worry about it. Consider it an early Christmas present from me to you. I also have some gold crown stickers for you to put on the back of those cards.
She flashes a toothy smile before reaching down under the counter and placing a pair of stickers next to the pen and reaching for Guiliano’s change. Before she can put it into his hand he frantically shakes his head.
Guiliano – Don’t worry about the change mam. You have been an excellent help and consider it my gift to you this Christmas. You have a great holiday and a happy new year.
Before she can respond, he makes his way toward the exit, slipping the cards and pen into the breast pocket of his shirt and continues back in the direction of the Four Seasons. As he reaches the hotel, the door is once again held open for him and he simply retraces his steps back into the elevator and up to his suite, sliding in the key card and pushing open the wooden door that separates him from the awaiting room.
Once inside, he removes the cards and tosses them onto an oak desk that sits in the corner of the room and flips on the small banker’s lamp that rests in its corner. He sets the ink pen next to them as he opens a small drawer on the front of the desk and removes a pad of stationary before pulling the chair out and having a seat. A grin comes over his face as he pushes the envelopes to one side, opens one of the cards, takes the ink pen in his hand and scribbles something at the bottom. The camera then begins to zoom in over his right shoulder as he pulls the stationary over in front of him and places the end of the pen in the top left hand corner and begins to write.
Dear Seth,
It has been a very exciting year at the Guiliano household. As you have probably heard, I reestablished myself as a professional wrestling by joining your company, the WCF, and made my in-ring debut back on May 31st. Recently I have been one of the most successful employees that the federation has ever seen and have really taken my career to the next level. As a matter of fact, I even have a World Championship title match tomorrow here in Los Angeles. I will be sure and inform you of how it goes or you can simply tune in and watch it for yourself on television. The rumor is that you are quite the wrestling fanatic.
However, I have had quite the difficult path to success so far in my new job. My boss is constantly plotting against me and looking to make me fail simply because he is playing favorites with the other employees and is showing a blatant display of favoritism. Not really much I can do about since I don’t think there is a complaint department and I don’t think I would get very far even if I were to file one. I suppose I will just have to prove to him what a valuable employee I am this Sunday night. I’m sure that he will be keeping a close eye on the evening’s festivities.
It has also been brought to my attention that you have had quite the difficult year yourself and have even had to go into uncharted territory by stepping into the ring and actually wrestling for the right to control your own company. That really sucks for you and I hope you can find a way to defeat Brad Kane and keep your spirits up. Just remember that everyone back home, well mostly everyone, ok, a few of us are cheering you on and will be looking forward to the outcome. Hope everything worlds out for you regardless. Oh, and say hello to your sister for me and tell her that I wish her the best with her new relationship and I never saw Logan as the man for her anyway, however I do think he was better for her than her current beau.
Well, I feel that I am now starting to ramble and have probably told you more than you want or even care to know. I suppose I will wrap it up by simply wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Best Wishes,
Allen Guiliano[/font][/i]
The Italian lets out a hearty chuckle as he completes his signature and folds the stationary neatly into a small square and places it between the two halves of the card. He then places the card into the envelope, seals it with one of the golden stickers, and largely prints “Seth Lerch” in big bold letters on the front of the red paper before setting it off to the side. He then proceeds to fire open the next card, sign his name once again and starts yet another letter on a fresh sheet of stationary.
Dear Torture,
Hope you are having a great start to your holiday season. I know it hasn’t been that long since we spoke face to face, but I figured in the spirit of Christmas I would go ahead and send you a card anyway. From what I have heard through the grapevine it seems like you could use some holiday cheer to turn that frown upside down. It has been a tough year for everyone and it sounds like the negative energy doesn’t discriminate and even makes its way over to successful professional athletes such as yourself.
On the other hand, there has been a lot to cheer about here in Las Vegas. My business is booming and I have even acquired some new “property” that I plan on turning into another successful investment. Next time you are ever passing through Nevada you should definitely stop by and I will give you the grand tour of the hotel. Heard you were going to be in the area for some induction ceremony, but that you just couldn’t make it. That’s a shame, I’m sure it would have cheered you up to be able to accept your award in person, and I send my congratulations. I hope that you will send yours by card, word of mouth, phone call, or even through one of your “associates” in your “team” on Sunday evening after I became crowned the next WCF World Champion. Oh, how silly of me, I guess I should have mentioned my upcoming occasion. It is quite the big deal and I’m not really sure how to describe an event of such magnitude with just a pen and paper. I’m confident that you will be in attendance in LA this weekend and get to experience it firsthand.
Glad to see that you are keeping your friends Corey and Drew close for the holiday season. I’m sure they will bring you a little Christmas cheer in your time of need. It’s a crying shame that Havoc, Death, and, what’s that girl’s name, oh yes, Tiffany won’t be joining you for the yuletide season. If you need any help I will be enclosing the card of a shrink that a friend of mine goes to. Apparently he is very good at what he does and I’m sure he could really help you out if indeed you ever needed that kind of help. His last name is Frazier. Don’t know if you have ever heard of him or not or even considered going to a person like that, but I figured I would pass along the name and information.
Wasn’t sure what you wanted for Christmas this year so I will be sending along a few bottles of the best Italian wine I could find, a $1000 voucher towards the purchase of CoolWear’s new men’s fine clothing line, and a one way plane ticket to Rome for the Monday after your big match at One. Figured a glass of fine wine, a new wardrobe, and a trip out of the country may do you a bit of good and allow you get away from all the problems that seem to be clinging to you in recent times. I don’t expect any gifts in return so don’t feel obligated to send anything my way. Look at it this way, this year is almost over and 2010 will be a fresh start.
I suppose I should start to wrap this up, I am approaching the bottom of the page and I’m sure you don’t want to spend anymore of your precious time reading my rambling. Hope that you have a safe and wonderful Christmas and that your New Year I just as enjoyable. Maybe Santa will come a little early for you this year and take some of the weight off your shoulders, or perhaps from around your waist.
Yours truly, the next WCF World Champion,
Allen Guiliano[/font][/i]
Guiliano once again carefully folds the now filled page and places it into the card. The card disappears into the envelope as he folds down the flap and places yet another gold sticker at the point before flipping it over and scripting “Torture” across the front. Guiliano collects the cards once again, carefully taking them into his hand and making his way back out the door to his room and down into the belly of the hotel once again, approaching the front desk and resting the cards in front of the hotel employee.
Guiliano – I know that you can’t tell me the room numbers of your guests, but could you do me a big favor and deliver these cards this evening to a pair of individuals that are staying here tonight if I give you their names?
Hotel Employee – Of course. I will pull them up on the computer and give them to the next bell boy that makes his way down here. I will ensure that they are hand delivered and we can even give you confirmation of when they arrived at the intended room.
Guiliano – That would be excellent. Alright, this one here goes to a Mr. Seth Lerch and this one goes to a guy who goes by the name of Torture. I know it sounds odd, but if it helps you out any they should be under WCF reservations.
The man behind the desk quickly slips the cards from the desk and behind the counter before rapping at the keyboard in front of him and making a few clicks of the mouse before turning his attention back to Guiliano.
Hotel Employee – There we go and everything will be taken care of this evening sir.
Guiliano – Thanks a bunch. You have a wonderful Christmas and a happy New Year.
A beaming Guiliano lightly pushes himself away from the desk, filling a plastic cup with a fresh glass of water from a container that sits in the middle of the lobby. He takes a refreshing drink from the cup and makes his way back into the elevator, making the trip to his room yet again, pushing open the door after sliding the key card through and jumping over the back of the couch, nearly spilling his beverage over its leather surface. The Italian kicks off his shoes and stretches out on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling, as his eyelids slide down over his pupils for a moment before they shoot open once again.
To the fans of the WCF, I know that each and every one of you are watching out there right now as you make your way out to Los Angeles or simply call your cable company and order One from the comfort of your own home. Not that you need any assurance, but the event and the match that you are about to see on this Sunday night before Christmas will be better than any bow you untie and any present that you will unwrap on Friday morning.
I urge each of you to get out those CoolWear Inc. Slickie T World Championship t-shirts that I distributed to you earlier this year and be proud to wear them to work on Monday morning. The eyes of the entire world are peering down upon Los Angeles and Torture is simply trying to convince himself that he has the upper hand. He thinks that I am the one feeling the pressure, that I am the one in an unbalanced state? Ladies and gentleman, would an individual who is feeling pressure have the spirit to go out and not only purchase but write a hand written message into a pair of Christmas cards? It’s hard enough to do them when you are in the festive spirit, more less when you are stressed and under pressure. I have never been more relaxed in my life and I feel it an honor that you have all been sitting on the edge of your seating, waiting for who will make the next move. Well, all that anticipation will soon come to an end and all disputes will be settled between four turnbuckles.
I wish each and every one of you safe travels for the holiday season and that joy is brought into each and every one of your homes not only on Friday night, but tomorrow night as well. Christmas will come a little earlier this year for many individuals, but for some, it can’t come soon enough. From Allen Guiliano to wrestling fans around the world, have a safe and merry Christmas and a grand end to 2009.,
As the scene fades to black, Guiliano rests his beverage on the coffee table to his right and picks up a red Santa hat before placing it on his head and flashing his confident grin one more time before the most anticipated match in all of sports entertainment.
News of the snowstorms in the northeast dotted the airwaves during earlier newscasts, but Guiliano finds himself amidst a 60 degree California afternoon. He confidently paces down the sidewalk, whistling a tune from his childhood as he smiles up at the rays of light that beam down upon his face, nonchalantly flipping his sunglasses from the pocket of his khaki pants onto his nose. The orange lenses tint the landscape ahead as he continues to make his way into a shopping district of the City of Angels.
Tort, glad to see that you are continuing to advertise for your company by sporting that CoolWear logo on your sunglasses and shirt the other day. The response to the free publicity was overwhelming. My phone didn’t stop ringing for hours after that promo aired. Drew can try to convince you all he wants that you are going to regain control of CoolWear, but as you would say, “plain and simple, that is incorrect.” I am practically the King Midas of the business world Tort. Everything that my creative mind and my unlimited assets touch turns into a gold mine and graciously lines the pockets of my investors. You should be grateful that I took your company away from you and gave you less to worry about and decreased the amount of decision making that you have had to do in these weeks leading up to One.
I’m also excited to see that you have so many of your closest friends assuring you that you are still the World Champion, constantly reminding you of the success that you have achieved over the years, and graciously trying to convince you that you will be the victor on Sunday night. I find it humorous, yet quite pathetic. Of course your agent is telling you that you are the world’s greatest wrestler, that you are the most successful and most decorated superstar the WCF has ever seen, and that you have the advantage. He has to feed you this bullshit to make sure that he still makes money off of you and can live his lifestyle. Perhaps my favorite is the arrogant exchange that took place between you and Corey Black. Could you guys possibly gloat about each other a little more? For two guys that claim to be the best ever, you sure do need a lot of assurance from one another to inflate your egos. The big statement of the day being that I’m a bitch and can’t defeat you because Logan couldn’t? Please! Go ahead and run off your laundry list of opponents that you have beaten in the past and try to convince me that I am just another competitor, because I think deep down you know that I’m unlike anyone you have faced before and are simply trying to talk yourself into believing you have beaten guys like me before. Soak up all the things that are being said by those around you and want to you feel like you are still on top of the world, because it is making it quite obvious who the scared one is between the two of us.
You claim that I don’t have the experience, that I don’t have the will to win, that we are not evenly matched, and that I am going to be “just another victim.” First off, I may not have the experience in the WCF, but I do have the experience in the world of professional wrestling. I have fought my way to the top of federation after federation and I have proved that the WCF is no different as I stand here on the eve of the organization’s biggest event and prepare to stake my claim to the World Champion. Secondly, I have more will to win than any other superstar that has stepped into a wrestling ring. I prove time and time again that my will is what propels me to victories and I believe the War match might be the best example of that anyone has ever seen. And last, but certainly not least, of course we are not evenly matched. You couldn’t keep me from getting a shot at your title with a full stable and the owner of the federation in front of you, how in the hell do you plan on keeping it when it is just you and me that steps into the ring on Sunday? I have overcome all obstacles, faced the toughest the WCF has to offer and here I stand, in sunny Los Angeles, without a care in the world, ready to take on and take down the face of the World Championship Federation.
I’m sure the WCF would do quite well without you sitting at the top of the dictatorship, pulling the strings of all your puppets and making them do what you say simply for your benefit. Your so called “Team of Torture” started to figured that out over these last few weeks and frankly I think Seth’s company has done quite well with you on the sidelines avoiding any unnecessary matches. Ratings are better, new talent is joining the roster, new champions are being crowned, and there is only one championship left that needs to change hands and it will happen at the biggest event of the year. You may be undefeated at One, but when the final bell rings there will be a lot of things that truly represent the event and the word whose name it bears. You see, after Sunday, you will have ONE loss at the event, I will be ONE man left standing and will have the ONE title that means the most to you around my waist. You are the ONE man that I have left to defeat and it will only take me ONE shot to bring you down in the ONE match that will define my career as a WCF superstar. Tell me how many times you have World Champion and belittle me for what you call a worthless title run I had as a United States Champion. Tell me that the pressure is on me and that I have been on a downhill slide over these last few weeks. Tell me what has been taken from you and tell me that you have nothing to lose, because I beg to differ. There is ONE thing you have left to lose it is just ONE of the things that I will be taking from you at One. You have many things left to lose and your World Title is only the beginning. It won’t be my name that will be cursed and it won’t be me who people talk about as the choke artist. I mean, the great Torture losing to a lowly former United States Champion in his final match as WCF World Champion. If you have nothing to lose, you might as well go ahead and hang up the boots after One and go back to fantasy world that Corey and Drew seem to be living in where Torture can do no wrong and is reminded 24 hours a day about how great he is and what he has accomplished in the past, but that’s exactly where your accomplishments and accolades lie, in the past. After Sunday, my name will forever be remembered in the history book of the WCF and my name will be chanted by MILLIONS each and every time I walk down that ramp to the squared circle. No one ever remembers second best and after One, no one will remember the career of Torture after 2009. Advantage? Slickie T.
Guiliano continues down the long sidewalk, glancing at the billboards and store signs overhead before eyeing a door with the gold Hallmark logo and slipping inside. A soothing music plays overhead, opposing the intensity that was just displayed by the #1 Contender as he makes his way into the store, his vision now filled with trinkets, collectables, porcelain dolls, and infinite amounts of holiday décor. He passes by shelf after shelf, eyes wide open, before spotting the infamous card aisle. His fingers trace over a few bare envelopes as he reads the labels one by one: birthday, anniversary, sympathy, going away, get well soon, it’s a boy, it’s a girl, Chanukah, and other numerous listings. Guiliano finally stops and searches in a section full of blank Christmas cards, each highlighted by a red or green envelope behind it. He carefully glances over each option before slipping two from behind their plastic divider, along with a pair of red envelopes.
After making his selection, he saunters after to a register, passing the plethora of ornaments on his way to the counter. He carefully slips the cards and envelopes onto the top of the small island in front of the store clerk along with a $20 bill. The aged woman behind the counter carefully presses the keys on the register, catching the cash drawer as it opens into her hip.
Clerk – Did you find everything okay today sir?
Guiliano – Yes mam I did, however do you have any smooth writing ink pens that you would recommend for me for this cards?
She turns and fetches a pen from behind her that resided in a plastic cylinder and scribbles on piece of scrap paper next to the register.
Clerk – That look like what you are looking for?
Guiliano- That will do just fine, how much more do I owe you?
Clerk – Oh, no need to worry about it. Consider it an early Christmas present from me to you. I also have some gold crown stickers for you to put on the back of those cards.
She flashes a toothy smile before reaching down under the counter and placing a pair of stickers next to the pen and reaching for Guiliano’s change. Before she can put it into his hand he frantically shakes his head.
Guiliano – Don’t worry about the change mam. You have been an excellent help and consider it my gift to you this Christmas. You have a great holiday and a happy new year.
Before she can respond, he makes his way toward the exit, slipping the cards and pen into the breast pocket of his shirt and continues back in the direction of the Four Seasons. As he reaches the hotel, the door is once again held open for him and he simply retraces his steps back into the elevator and up to his suite, sliding in the key card and pushing open the wooden door that separates him from the awaiting room.
Once inside, he removes the cards and tosses them onto an oak desk that sits in the corner of the room and flips on the small banker’s lamp that rests in its corner. He sets the ink pen next to them as he opens a small drawer on the front of the desk and removes a pad of stationary before pulling the chair out and having a seat. A grin comes over his face as he pushes the envelopes to one side, opens one of the cards, takes the ink pen in his hand and scribbles something at the bottom. The camera then begins to zoom in over his right shoulder as he pulls the stationary over in front of him and places the end of the pen in the top left hand corner and begins to write.
Dear Seth,
It has been a very exciting year at the Guiliano household. As you have probably heard, I reestablished myself as a professional wrestling by joining your company, the WCF, and made my in-ring debut back on May 31st. Recently I have been one of the most successful employees that the federation has ever seen and have really taken my career to the next level. As a matter of fact, I even have a World Championship title match tomorrow here in Los Angeles. I will be sure and inform you of how it goes or you can simply tune in and watch it for yourself on television. The rumor is that you are quite the wrestling fanatic.
However, I have had quite the difficult path to success so far in my new job. My boss is constantly plotting against me and looking to make me fail simply because he is playing favorites with the other employees and is showing a blatant display of favoritism. Not really much I can do about since I don’t think there is a complaint department and I don’t think I would get very far even if I were to file one. I suppose I will just have to prove to him what a valuable employee I am this Sunday night. I’m sure that he will be keeping a close eye on the evening’s festivities.
It has also been brought to my attention that you have had quite the difficult year yourself and have even had to go into uncharted territory by stepping into the ring and actually wrestling for the right to control your own company. That really sucks for you and I hope you can find a way to defeat Brad Kane and keep your spirits up. Just remember that everyone back home, well mostly everyone, ok, a few of us are cheering you on and will be looking forward to the outcome. Hope everything worlds out for you regardless. Oh, and say hello to your sister for me and tell her that I wish her the best with her new relationship and I never saw Logan as the man for her anyway, however I do think he was better for her than her current beau.
Well, I feel that I am now starting to ramble and have probably told you more than you want or even care to know. I suppose I will wrap it up by simply wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Best Wishes,
Allen Guiliano[/font][/i]
The Italian lets out a hearty chuckle as he completes his signature and folds the stationary neatly into a small square and places it between the two halves of the card. He then places the card into the envelope, seals it with one of the golden stickers, and largely prints “Seth Lerch” in big bold letters on the front of the red paper before setting it off to the side. He then proceeds to fire open the next card, sign his name once again and starts yet another letter on a fresh sheet of stationary.
Dear Torture,
Hope you are having a great start to your holiday season. I know it hasn’t been that long since we spoke face to face, but I figured in the spirit of Christmas I would go ahead and send you a card anyway. From what I have heard through the grapevine it seems like you could use some holiday cheer to turn that frown upside down. It has been a tough year for everyone and it sounds like the negative energy doesn’t discriminate and even makes its way over to successful professional athletes such as yourself.
On the other hand, there has been a lot to cheer about here in Las Vegas. My business is booming and I have even acquired some new “property” that I plan on turning into another successful investment. Next time you are ever passing through Nevada you should definitely stop by and I will give you the grand tour of the hotel. Heard you were going to be in the area for some induction ceremony, but that you just couldn’t make it. That’s a shame, I’m sure it would have cheered you up to be able to accept your award in person, and I send my congratulations. I hope that you will send yours by card, word of mouth, phone call, or even through one of your “associates” in your “team” on Sunday evening after I became crowned the next WCF World Champion. Oh, how silly of me, I guess I should have mentioned my upcoming occasion. It is quite the big deal and I’m not really sure how to describe an event of such magnitude with just a pen and paper. I’m confident that you will be in attendance in LA this weekend and get to experience it firsthand.
Glad to see that you are keeping your friends Corey and Drew close for the holiday season. I’m sure they will bring you a little Christmas cheer in your time of need. It’s a crying shame that Havoc, Death, and, what’s that girl’s name, oh yes, Tiffany won’t be joining you for the yuletide season. If you need any help I will be enclosing the card of a shrink that a friend of mine goes to. Apparently he is very good at what he does and I’m sure he could really help you out if indeed you ever needed that kind of help. His last name is Frazier. Don’t know if you have ever heard of him or not or even considered going to a person like that, but I figured I would pass along the name and information.
Wasn’t sure what you wanted for Christmas this year so I will be sending along a few bottles of the best Italian wine I could find, a $1000 voucher towards the purchase of CoolWear’s new men’s fine clothing line, and a one way plane ticket to Rome for the Monday after your big match at One. Figured a glass of fine wine, a new wardrobe, and a trip out of the country may do you a bit of good and allow you get away from all the problems that seem to be clinging to you in recent times. I don’t expect any gifts in return so don’t feel obligated to send anything my way. Look at it this way, this year is almost over and 2010 will be a fresh start.
I suppose I should start to wrap this up, I am approaching the bottom of the page and I’m sure you don’t want to spend anymore of your precious time reading my rambling. Hope that you have a safe and wonderful Christmas and that your New Year I just as enjoyable. Maybe Santa will come a little early for you this year and take some of the weight off your shoulders, or perhaps from around your waist.
Yours truly, the next WCF World Champion,
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Guiliano once again carefully folds the now filled page and places it into the card. The card disappears into the envelope as he folds down the flap and places yet another gold sticker at the point before flipping it over and scripting “Torture” across the front. Guiliano collects the cards once again, carefully taking them into his hand and making his way back out the door to his room and down into the belly of the hotel once again, approaching the front desk and resting the cards in front of the hotel employee.
Guiliano – I know that you can’t tell me the room numbers of your guests, but could you do me a big favor and deliver these cards this evening to a pair of individuals that are staying here tonight if I give you their names?
Hotel Employee – Of course. I will pull them up on the computer and give them to the next bell boy that makes his way down here. I will ensure that they are hand delivered and we can even give you confirmation of when they arrived at the intended room.
Guiliano – That would be excellent. Alright, this one here goes to a Mr. Seth Lerch and this one goes to a guy who goes by the name of Torture. I know it sounds odd, but if it helps you out any they should be under WCF reservations.
The man behind the desk quickly slips the cards from the desk and behind the counter before rapping at the keyboard in front of him and making a few clicks of the mouse before turning his attention back to Guiliano.
Hotel Employee – There we go and everything will be taken care of this evening sir.
Guiliano – Thanks a bunch. You have a wonderful Christmas and a happy New Year.
A beaming Guiliano lightly pushes himself away from the desk, filling a plastic cup with a fresh glass of water from a container that sits in the middle of the lobby. He takes a refreshing drink from the cup and makes his way back into the elevator, making the trip to his room yet again, pushing open the door after sliding the key card through and jumping over the back of the couch, nearly spilling his beverage over its leather surface. The Italian kicks off his shoes and stretches out on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling, as his eyelids slide down over his pupils for a moment before they shoot open once again.
To the fans of the WCF, I know that each and every one of you are watching out there right now as you make your way out to Los Angeles or simply call your cable company and order One from the comfort of your own home. Not that you need any assurance, but the event and the match that you are about to see on this Sunday night before Christmas will be better than any bow you untie and any present that you will unwrap on Friday morning.
I urge each of you to get out those CoolWear Inc. Slickie T World Championship t-shirts that I distributed to you earlier this year and be proud to wear them to work on Monday morning. The eyes of the entire world are peering down upon Los Angeles and Torture is simply trying to convince himself that he has the upper hand. He thinks that I am the one feeling the pressure, that I am the one in an unbalanced state? Ladies and gentleman, would an individual who is feeling pressure have the spirit to go out and not only purchase but write a hand written message into a pair of Christmas cards? It’s hard enough to do them when you are in the festive spirit, more less when you are stressed and under pressure. I have never been more relaxed in my life and I feel it an honor that you have all been sitting on the edge of your seating, waiting for who will make the next move. Well, all that anticipation will soon come to an end and all disputes will be settled between four turnbuckles.
I wish each and every one of you safe travels for the holiday season and that joy is brought into each and every one of your homes not only on Friday night, but tomorrow night as well. Christmas will come a little earlier this year for many individuals, but for some, it can’t come soon enough. From Allen Guiliano to wrestling fans around the world, have a safe and merry Christmas and a grand end to 2009.,
As the scene fades to black, Guiliano rests his beverage on the coffee table to his right and picks up a red Santa hat before placing it on his head and flashing his confident grin one more time before the most anticipated match in all of sports entertainment.
