Post by man on Dec 20, 2013 18:15:55 GMT -5
[The scene opens to a snowy night in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. People of all ages are hustling and bustling through the busy street as light floods out of shop windows, ablaze with toys & trinkets of all shapes and sizes. The smell of gingerbread wafts through the air, one of the many causes of all the smiling faces that can be seen throughout the square. One man is not smiling. The M.A.N. to be exact. Maxwell A. Nickelson sits on a snow covered bench scowling]
M.A.N: I had an opportunity. Hell, you could say I had the opportunity of a life time. Don't even try to give me the excuses. I've heard them all: "Oh Max, it's not like it was a title match", "You'll have another shot sometime", and my personal favorite "You're still new".
[M.A.N. cracks his neck]
M.A.N: I get that I'm new. I understand that I've never done this before and I understand I'll never be the so called 'Total Package' everyone aspires to become. And forgive me if I sound like a broken record, but I love this *bleep*in sport! I love the rush, the sense of belonging and above all the way those fans live vicariously through me.
[M.A.N. puts a hand on his bright red face]
M.A.N: What's happening to me?
[He pulls away his hand and stares off into the distance with glazed over eyes]
M.A.N: What am I doing?
[M.A.N. Stands up and begins bundling up, placing mittens on his hands and a wool hat on his head]
M.A.N: It's almost Christmas. A season of happiness, a time to be with family and feel joyful. If there's one thing I'm not, it's a scrooge or a Grinch!
[M.A.N. slips into a fuzzy brown jacket]
M.A.N: As for Nathan, I defeated you once. And if your last match against Ness was any indication, you don't have your head in the game. But it's beneath me to count someone like you out. True, in our last encounter you underestimated my abilities but this is the encore. Who knows? Maybe your fortunes will be different. Maybe not. Regardless, I have to apologize. Not just to you but to your family. It's going to be mighty uncomfortable, eating Christmas dinner in a sling.
[FADE TO BLACK]
M.A.N: I had an opportunity. Hell, you could say I had the opportunity of a life time. Don't even try to give me the excuses. I've heard them all: "Oh Max, it's not like it was a title match", "You'll have another shot sometime", and my personal favorite "You're still new".
[M.A.N. cracks his neck]
M.A.N: I get that I'm new. I understand that I've never done this before and I understand I'll never be the so called 'Total Package' everyone aspires to become. And forgive me if I sound like a broken record, but I love this *bleep*in sport! I love the rush, the sense of belonging and above all the way those fans live vicariously through me.
[M.A.N. puts a hand on his bright red face]
M.A.N: What's happening to me?
[He pulls away his hand and stares off into the distance with glazed over eyes]
M.A.N: What am I doing?
[M.A.N. Stands up and begins bundling up, placing mittens on his hands and a wool hat on his head]
M.A.N: It's almost Christmas. A season of happiness, a time to be with family and feel joyful. If there's one thing I'm not, it's a scrooge or a Grinch!
[M.A.N. slips into a fuzzy brown jacket]
M.A.N: As for Nathan, I defeated you once. And if your last match against Ness was any indication, you don't have your head in the game. But it's beneath me to count someone like you out. True, in our last encounter you underestimated my abilities but this is the encore. Who knows? Maybe your fortunes will be different. Maybe not. Regardless, I have to apologize. Not just to you but to your family. It's going to be mighty uncomfortable, eating Christmas dinner in a sling.
[FADE TO BLACK]