Post by conviction on Jan 18, 2010 16:50:19 GMT -5
Hank Brown is seen waiting outside the Izod Center appearing to be waiting to speak with someone. An all black jaguar comes speeding past Brown and pulls into a parking spot about 20 yards away. Out steps Conviction from the passenger side. The driver is none other than the King of Philly, rapper Gillie Da Kid. Conviction has his gym bag in hand as the two walk toward Brown. Conviction shakes his head as he approaches Brown.
Hank Brown: Conviction… just the man I’ve been waiting to see. You’re pretty early for Slam. Most guys don’t arrive for another hour or so.
Conviction: Oh yeah? Then what the hell are you doing out here already? You are really starting to bother me just showing up out of nowhere.
Hank Brown: Well I don’t have much choice. This is my job. Anyway, who’s your friend here?
Conviction: You gotta be kidding me! This is the only man who can rival me in Philly. Everybody knows I’m the man around Philly, and everywhere else for that matter when it comes to wrestling. But Gil man, he is the King of the rap game round Philly. There ain’t nobody rival his flow.
Gillie Da Kid: (with a smirk) K.O.P.
Hank Brown: So what is he? Your manager for tonight?
Gillie Da Kid: Nah man I ain’t his manager. This dude sure ask some dumb ass questions.
Conviction: Nah Gillie and me are gonna head down to Atlantic City after I get done whooping Hector’s big dumb ass later. Me and Gil go way back. He’s just chillen here with me tonight. After Slam, we’re gonna party. You know how Philly does it. You gotta keep it real baby.
Hank Brown: Real like the Eagles last week against the Cowboys?
Conviction: Woah! You better watch your mouth Hank. You’re getting awfully close to getting popped.
Hank Brown: Sorry.. Sorry.. I see you haven’t lost one bit of that confidence in yourself that you are going to beat Hector Rodriguez tonight on Slam.
Conviction: I’m not going to just beat Hector Rodriguez. I’m really going to expose him, show the world the joke that he is. The flying tortilla is going to get hurt, and hurt bad. You see, I’m out to make a statement. Hector’s size and stature may intimidate others, but not me. I fear nothing, and especially a coward who hides behind a mask. The man can’t speak for himself. He’s Pinocchio to Don Bradley’s Geppetto. He is weak and needs others to guide him. I’m going to show everyone that he doesn’t belong in the ring with me. The man isn’t in my league. When I’m finished with him, Ace Slaughter is gonna have easy pickens when it comes to defending his US Title at Ten.
Hank Brown: Hector’s temporary manager Don Bradley, did say Hector will have a new permanent manager soon. He has said that a man by the name of Mr. Jackson will be in his corner tonight. Any concerns?
Conviction: Concerns? I don’t get concerned over anything. The dude can’t beat me regardless of who he got in his corner. Whether it’s Don Bradley or anyone else dumb enough to team up with this side show; it makes no difference to me. Like I said before… I’m going to hurt him, and hurt him bad. I’m going to exploit every weakness in Hector’s game. No manager will be able to save him tonight. And if Don Bradley, Tito Jackson or anyone else thinks they are gonna try to interfere and give Hector a little edge, I’ll destroy them too. His camp hasn’t said very much all week. Maybe he’s realized that he can’t back up all the talk that’s been coming out of their camp. This dude thinks He knows what a Rough Ryder is. Well he has a rude awakening coming. This Mr. Jackson dude says tonight is a big match for me? Get real man. This is just a warm up before I go after the big guns. He was right about one thing. Hector is SLOWLY making his way up the WCF ladder. Slower than a snails pace if you ask me. Outside interference or not, I will undoubtedly be victorious today. Hector, you can’t hang with me baby (Conviction winks). You better be ready for a war like you’ve never experienced before. Judgment Day is upon us. And like I’ve said numerous times before… The Mexican Jumping Bean Hector Rodriguez will be Convicted. Now if you can excuse me. I got somewhere to be.
Hank Brown: Ok well thank you Conviction. Good luck tonight with your match.
Conviction: I don’t luck in this match. I might later at the casino though.
Conviction and Gillie head toward the entrance to the Izod Center Locker Rooms as Hank Brown continues to wait outside for others to arrive.
Hank Brown: Conviction… just the man I’ve been waiting to see. You’re pretty early for Slam. Most guys don’t arrive for another hour or so.
Conviction: Oh yeah? Then what the hell are you doing out here already? You are really starting to bother me just showing up out of nowhere.
Hank Brown: Well I don’t have much choice. This is my job. Anyway, who’s your friend here?
Conviction: You gotta be kidding me! This is the only man who can rival me in Philly. Everybody knows I’m the man around Philly, and everywhere else for that matter when it comes to wrestling. But Gil man, he is the King of the rap game round Philly. There ain’t nobody rival his flow.
Gillie Da Kid: (with a smirk) K.O.P.
Hank Brown: So what is he? Your manager for tonight?
Gillie Da Kid: Nah man I ain’t his manager. This dude sure ask some dumb ass questions.
Conviction: Nah Gillie and me are gonna head down to Atlantic City after I get done whooping Hector’s big dumb ass later. Me and Gil go way back. He’s just chillen here with me tonight. After Slam, we’re gonna party. You know how Philly does it. You gotta keep it real baby.
Hank Brown: Real like the Eagles last week against the Cowboys?
Conviction: Woah! You better watch your mouth Hank. You’re getting awfully close to getting popped.
Hank Brown: Sorry.. Sorry.. I see you haven’t lost one bit of that confidence in yourself that you are going to beat Hector Rodriguez tonight on Slam.
Conviction: I’m not going to just beat Hector Rodriguez. I’m really going to expose him, show the world the joke that he is. The flying tortilla is going to get hurt, and hurt bad. You see, I’m out to make a statement. Hector’s size and stature may intimidate others, but not me. I fear nothing, and especially a coward who hides behind a mask. The man can’t speak for himself. He’s Pinocchio to Don Bradley’s Geppetto. He is weak and needs others to guide him. I’m going to show everyone that he doesn’t belong in the ring with me. The man isn’t in my league. When I’m finished with him, Ace Slaughter is gonna have easy pickens when it comes to defending his US Title at Ten.
Hank Brown: Hector’s temporary manager Don Bradley, did say Hector will have a new permanent manager soon. He has said that a man by the name of Mr. Jackson will be in his corner tonight. Any concerns?
Conviction: Concerns? I don’t get concerned over anything. The dude can’t beat me regardless of who he got in his corner. Whether it’s Don Bradley or anyone else dumb enough to team up with this side show; it makes no difference to me. Like I said before… I’m going to hurt him, and hurt him bad. I’m going to exploit every weakness in Hector’s game. No manager will be able to save him tonight. And if Don Bradley, Tito Jackson or anyone else thinks they are gonna try to interfere and give Hector a little edge, I’ll destroy them too. His camp hasn’t said very much all week. Maybe he’s realized that he can’t back up all the talk that’s been coming out of their camp. This dude thinks He knows what a Rough Ryder is. Well he has a rude awakening coming. This Mr. Jackson dude says tonight is a big match for me? Get real man. This is just a warm up before I go after the big guns. He was right about one thing. Hector is SLOWLY making his way up the WCF ladder. Slower than a snails pace if you ask me. Outside interference or not, I will undoubtedly be victorious today. Hector, you can’t hang with me baby (Conviction winks). You better be ready for a war like you’ve never experienced before. Judgment Day is upon us. And like I’ve said numerous times before… The Mexican Jumping Bean Hector Rodriguez will be Convicted. Now if you can excuse me. I got somewhere to be.
Hank Brown: Ok well thank you Conviction. Good luck tonight with your match.
Conviction: I don’t luck in this match. I might later at the casino though.
Conviction and Gillie head toward the entrance to the Izod Center Locker Rooms as Hank Brown continues to wait outside for others to arrive.