Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2006 16:31:37 GMT -5
[The weather in town has been heating up over the last few days, prompting Bolts Quackenbush and Bobby Cairo to move their training sessions outdoors to the local park. In light of recent events, Bolts has also been using a more orthodox training style. Jump ropes and weights have replaced the banana peels and tinfoil balls. Right now, Bobby is just finishing up his standing curl exercises.]
Bolts: "Very good, Bobby. Well done. You know, Bobby, we've been focusing so much on physical preparation, I think that it's time to start working on your mental preparation."
Bobby: "How so, Bolts?"
Bolts: "Well, I've been listening to a lot of the talk radio shows and it seems that most people believe you've been wetting your pants in fear anytime that Reckless Jack's name is mentioned. Call me biased, but I don't believe that for one moment."
[Bolts stares at Bobby's crotch.]
Bobby: "I'm not wetting my pants!"
Bolts: "Of course not. I just had to make sure, Bobby, because you can't win if you don't believe that you can win. Do you believe that you can beat Reckless Jack?"
Bobby: "Obviously, I do."
Bolts: "Ok, well then why don't you envision yourself beating Reckless Jack."
Bobby: "I already have, many times."
Bolts: "And when you envision that scenario, what do you see?"
Bobby: "Basically, I hit Jack with the Wild Ride and I pin him."
Bolts: "That's it?"
Bobby: "Sometimes I lock him in the No Way Out and he taps out."
Bolts: "Bobby, I'm talking about a strategy, a strategy for success. Do you understand that?"
Bobby: "Sure, I understand strategy. Strategy is like tactics, yes?"
Bolts: "Yes. Strategy is like tactics. Bobby, I implore you, take some time between now and Sunday to think about how you want to approach this match from a mental standpoint. Really focus on this, ok?"
Bobby: "Ok."
Bolts: "And lay off of the booze!"
Bobby: "Hey... I don't drink that much."
Bolts: "Sure you don't. That's why there's a surveillance tape of you vomiting in the elevator at my apartment building?"
Bobby: "Elevators make me... seasick."
Bolts: "Especially when you've been hitting the bottle all night!"
Bobby: "Ok, ok, I get your point. I'll cut down on the drinking."
Bolts: "All right. I want you go home, eat a hot meal, have sex with your girlfriend and get some sleep."
Bobby: "Consider it done."
Bolts: "Good boy. Now get out of here, ya ragamuffin!"
[Bolts pulls a banana out of his pants and digs in while Bobby gets on his bike and rides away.]
Bolts: "Very good, Bobby. Well done. You know, Bobby, we've been focusing so much on physical preparation, I think that it's time to start working on your mental preparation."
Bobby: "How so, Bolts?"
Bolts: "Well, I've been listening to a lot of the talk radio shows and it seems that most people believe you've been wetting your pants in fear anytime that Reckless Jack's name is mentioned. Call me biased, but I don't believe that for one moment."
[Bolts stares at Bobby's crotch.]
Bobby: "I'm not wetting my pants!"
Bolts: "Of course not. I just had to make sure, Bobby, because you can't win if you don't believe that you can win. Do you believe that you can beat Reckless Jack?"
Bobby: "Obviously, I do."
Bolts: "Ok, well then why don't you envision yourself beating Reckless Jack."
Bobby: "I already have, many times."
Bolts: "And when you envision that scenario, what do you see?"
Bobby: "Basically, I hit Jack with the Wild Ride and I pin him."
Bolts: "That's it?"
Bobby: "Sometimes I lock him in the No Way Out and he taps out."
Bolts: "Bobby, I'm talking about a strategy, a strategy for success. Do you understand that?"
Bobby: "Sure, I understand strategy. Strategy is like tactics, yes?"
Bolts: "Yes. Strategy is like tactics. Bobby, I implore you, take some time between now and Sunday to think about how you want to approach this match from a mental standpoint. Really focus on this, ok?"
Bobby: "Ok."
Bolts: "And lay off of the booze!"
Bobby: "Hey... I don't drink that much."
Bolts: "Sure you don't. That's why there's a surveillance tape of you vomiting in the elevator at my apartment building?"
Bobby: "Elevators make me... seasick."
Bolts: "Especially when you've been hitting the bottle all night!"
Bobby: "Ok, ok, I get your point. I'll cut down on the drinking."
Bolts: "All right. I want you go home, eat a hot meal, have sex with your girlfriend and get some sleep."
Bobby: "Consider it done."
Bolts: "Good boy. Now get out of here, ya ragamuffin!"
[Bolts pulls a banana out of his pants and digs in while Bobby gets on his bike and rides away.]
