Post by Kurt Newman on Aug 18, 2012 19:07:41 GMT -5
The scene begins at a Celine Dion concert in Las Vegas. The room is packed as the camera moves down the rows of seats. The camera continues to move as Celine Dion changes the song to ‘My Heart Will Go On’. The song echoes in the concert hall as the camera finally finds me sitting in one of the rows next to a beautiful blond. Tears roll down my face as I mouth the words to the song. After a few seconds of not noticing the camera, I glance over and notice the camera crew recording my sing along. I’m slightly shocked and ticked off as I wipes the tears away and make my way over to the camera. With a pair of jeans on, a white t-shirt with the words ‘Kurt Newman Is My Hero’ on it, and the Awesome title around my waste, I whisper as I begin my promo.
Kurt Newman: “Hey MPW universe. Kurt Newman here at a Celine Dion concert. Totally against my will though. Hooked up with this one chick from Sweden who wanted to see Celine Dion. Not a huge fan of hers but it’ll be worth it because as we all know, Swedish girls are one of the greatest in the bedroom. “
Celine Dion Fan: “Ssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Kurt Newman: “(Speaks softly) Sorry.”
I move away from the concert and make my way to exit the room.
Kurt Newman: “So last week, I proved everyone in the Roll Of the Dice Tournament that I am the man to beat when I won the three way dance with John and Enigma. I shocked, I amazed, and I kicked ass like I always do. Like I said before the match though, I knew someone wasn’t going to be playing nice. So thanks Bloodhound and Rage for proving me right as you two boobs decided to try to get the upper hand on the rest of the competition. I mean how big of cowards are you two that you wanted to prove a point that meant utterly nothing. I mean you can attacking me from behind and smash my skull in with a chair all you want. You’re just going to tick me off and make me kick your ass even harder. You do shit like that and I’m not going to see you as a man. I’m going to see you as a coward with no balls who’s too weak and not good enough to face someone head on.”
~The song ends and the arena fills with claps. I pause as I turn around and clap along. I turn back around and continue the promo.
Kurt Newman: “Alright, so let’s see who I’m facing off against in this Roll Of The Dice Tournament. First off, let’s go with Fisherman. John, I’m two and zero against you. I’ve pinned you twice, I’ve hit my finishers on you twice, and I smacked you around like the loser that you are. Yet you still act like you have a chance against me. How many more times do I need to kick your ass to drill it into your thick skull that you are a loser and a hack. I’m still trying to figure out how you made it into the tournament to begin with. You must of either won against a human corps or you won a match against yourself because anyone or anything else would have been able to beat you. A dwarf could kick your ass. A Chiwawa could kick your ass. Even a baby girl would be able to kick your ass. You should be thanking whatever God you worship for giving you this opportunity to be in the first ever Roll Of the Dice Tournament because you don’t have the skills, the smarts, or the capability to win this match. I mean think about it Fisherman. Do you honestly think you belong in these finals? Do you honestly believe you can beat such names as Enigma, Rage, Aidan Caine, and myself? You wouldn’t be able to defeat us, even in your dreams. Fisherman, I ask you one last time because I truly want to help you out. Be part of the Step It Up roster, train to become better, and maybe even watch some matches with me in them, because you aren’t ready for the big leagues yet and you won’t learning anything if you keep on losing against more skillful individuals such as myself.”
I get to the doors of the concert hall and make my way out of the room. I look around the area to find the bathroom. While doing so, I continue my promo.
Kurt Newman: “As for you Miss Biguns, I’d rather you not speak any more and just smile and wave because you don’t help your man out when you speak. I mean you look like such a smart girl with giant knockers, but hearing you just makes my ears bleed. I mean are you truly that blind or are those hooters of yours blocking your eye site from Johns matches? You can wish and hope that John will be better, but take it from a guy who’s been in wrestling long enough to know who has it and who doesn’t. John doesn’t’ have the skills to make here in MPW. He doesn’t have the ‘It’ factor to be a champion around here. He doesn’t have what it takes to main event. John is nothing more than a waste of time. If you can’t see that by now after all the matches that he’s been in since he signed up with MPW, then you’re a waste just like John. I hope after the Roll Of the Dice Tournament, the tournament that I’m going to win might I add, that you two will evaluate your career here in MPW, see what needs to change, and change it, because if you don’t do anything soon, you’re going to be getting fired for not producing. Plain and simple as that. Good luck though in the match, because you’re going to really need it.”
I finally find a sign for the men’s bathroom and make my way over to it.
Kurt Newman: “Bloodhound, I have to say thanks for stepping in and being a ref while Rage was sleeping outside……….well that’s the only peace of positive influence I’m going to give to you because like I said before, you’re nothing more than a coward less bastard for attacking me from behind as soon as that match was over with. I mean, being a former Marine and everything, I thought you would have more honor than attacking someone from behind. I thought a true Marine would have the guts to look me in the eyes and fight me like a man. But you want to make things interesting. You want a challenge. You want to put your skills on the line and see what you can do. You want a challenge Bloodhound? I’m more than happy to give you a challenge. I’ll slap that ugly mugs of yours around, teach you a thing or two, and put you right back into boot camp where I’ll teach you a thing or two that the Marines don’t even know with one hand behind my back. Bloodhound, you wanted to make a name for yourself by attacking me after the match? Well good for you because you were pretty much an unknown before the match. Now you made yourself into just another individual that tried to make himself famous by trying to get rid of Kurt Newman. Well Bloodhound, let’s see how big and bad you are when I get my hands on you. Let’s see how gung ho you truly are when I hit the Gemini Drive on your head. Let’s see how big and bad you truly are when my hand is raised in victory, and you’re seeing stars circling your head.”
I finally reach the doors to the bathroom and enter.
Kurt Newman: “Hey Enigma, remember me? The guy that you were going to beat and place my head over your mantel? How’d that whole thing work out for you? Oh yeah, it didn’t because I won. How strange is that? Let me tell you though Enigma, you put up one hell of a fight. You tried your best and you put everything you had in the match. It just wasn’t enough to beat little old me. I bet that ticked you off. Losing to this clown and all. That’s ok though Enigma. Learn from your mistakes and try once again to defeat me. I can tell you right now though Enigma, all that anger and all those negative feelings that shower over you from a storm cloud on top of your head isn’t going to be able to defeat me. Like I said before Enigma, you got to see the brighter things in life. Yes, I’ll give you credit. This world is a crappy place to live in. Death surrounds us all, people can be ruthless at times, and reality TV is terrible stuff to watch. But there’s no reason to stew in all that and hate everything. Life is what you make it my friend, and I live my life to the fullest daily. You should do the same thing. But, before you can start on your journey. You need to get all that anger out. So, this is what I want you to do. Come close to the television set. Come on Enigma, it’s just you and me. No one else around. Just come close to the television.”
I pause for a few seconds.
Kurt Newman: “You there? Good. Now lean over and give the TV set a big old hug. Don’t worry though, I’ll be hugging back from my side. Just give me a big old bear hug and let all that anger out with that hug. Ready? Alright, give me that big old hug.”
I lean towards the camera and motion a hug.
Kurt Newman: “It’s ok to cry also Enigma. Let those tears come out and form a river. Let all that hatred, all that anger, and all that sadness come out of you. See, it feels great to get all that out huh? I bet it does. I can see it right now Enigma. You hugging a television set and tears coming down your face. It makes me feel all warm inside knowing that I can help someone with their life.”
I pause a few more seconds until I break the hug and look back into the camera with a smile on my face.
Kurt Newman: “How you feeling now Enigma? I bet you feel like a million dollars now huh? Now, positive thoughts here on out ok? I don’t need you to be all depress looking again. By the way, what is up with that mask? Do you wear the mask because you have a hair lip? I don’t blame you if you did? I wouldn’t want people to see that disfigurement either. Anyways Enigma, you put up a fight last time, but you don’t have what it takes to defeat me. Even with all your muscles and strength that could probably break my spine in half, you don’t have the skills to beat Kurt Newman.”
I walk over to a bathroom stall and begin my business of draining the lizard. I look behind me to see the camera man still recording me.
Kurt Newman: “Dude, I can’t go if you’re watching. I got a shy bladder.”
I watch as the camera turns around and looks at the wall. With the camera not looking, I’m finally able to go. The echoing of piss hitting the urinal fills the room. I do my best to shout over it as I continue my promo.
Kurt Newman: “Kurt Newman: “Now we got the son of a bitch that hit me over the head with a steal chair. Chumpzilla himself, Rage. Rage, you gutless little man. You must of thought you were all big and bad when you started swinging that chair around the ring. You must of thought you were King of the Hill after you laid waste to everyone in that ring. You made me bleed Rage. You struck blood when you connected that steel chair to my head and I really didn’t’ appreciate it. Seeing that blood flow down my face. Seeing it enter my eyes. I even tasted it. Thought it would taste like cherries or strawberries. I thought it might of even tasted like defeat. It didn’t’ though. It tasted like a challenge. A challenge to get some revenge on your ass Rage. To make you bleed just like you made me bleed but with my own bare hands. To leave you humiliated just like you tried to humiliate me. You made your point though Rage. You made your point that you were going to be one of the top individuals to win this Tournament because when you started swinging that chair, you pretty much told everyone that you would win this match no matter what. Even if you have to pull out some dirty tricks or cheat. It just shows that type of man that you are. By taking that chair and bringing it inside the ring Rage, you pretty much told everyone that you can’t win with the skills and the wrestling abilities that you have. Rage, you might be having your problems with Caine right now, but I want to tell you this right now because I want you know. Rage, I’m going to be gunning after you also because you made me bleed and you left me in that ring to die. An eye for an eye Rage. That’s my plan with you. And after I kick your ass and cut you open with my bare hands, I’m going to stand over your lifeless body and have my hand raised high in victory as I win this Roll Of the Dice Tournament. Believe it Rage because it’s going to be true.”
I’m finally done as I dab twice and zip up. Remember, dab it more than twice and you’re playing with yourself. I turn around and make my way over to the sink.
Kurt Newman: “You can turn back around Mr. Camera Man.
The camera turns around as I add soap to my hands and lather it around.
Kurt Newman: “Last but not least, we got Aiden Caine. MPW’s North American Champion. Let me add that you are the first ever North American Champion here in MPW and even better, the first ever Champion here in MPW. You my friend are one of the few people around here that I can actually respect, mostly because you gave me this awesome t-shirt.”
I look down at my shirt and show it off to the camera.
Kurt Newman: “Now on sale at MPW.com.”
I go back to cleaning my hands as I continue the promo.
Kurt Newman: “Now Caine, you’re one of the main people I see winning this match, second to myself of course. You already have the North American Title, why would you want to win this little old Roll of the Dice Tournament. Why not let me win this match and you keep on being an awesome North American Champion huh? But you aren’t going to do that huh? You’re just like me. You want to be a legend here in MPW. You want to show everyone that you’re the best here in MPW, and by winning this tournament, you’ll be moving on to face the World Champion. You’re one of the top favorites here in MPW and you’ve earn it. I don’t mind that I’m being over looked in this match. I usually am. I mean people look at me and all they see is a clown and a degenerate. It’s only when they step in the ring with me do they finally realize that I’m much more than a guy who cracks jokes and likes the woman. I’m actually pretty damn good when it comes to wrestling, maybe even one of the best.”
I get done washing my hands and begin to dry them off with one of those electric blow driers on the wall that never really get your hands dry. It’s an awesome feeling though when you let that warm air hit you in your junk. I finally pull my hands away and wipe the remaining water on my hands onto my jeans.
Kurt Newman: “I mean I know MPW is still new and all, but I can say I’ve done pretty well since I’ve been here. The only lost I got under my belt here in MPW was against Blaze and he had to cheat to beat me. This match, this Roll Of the Dice Tournament will prove to everyone just how great that individual is. This match is mine to lose and mine to win because I know I can win this match. I’m going to be putting everything that I have in this match because I want that satisfaction. I’m willing to put my soul, my heart, and my body on the line because I want to be part of history here in MPW. I want people to see me as one of the greats here in MPW. I know there are people on the roster that don’t think so. I want to prove those people wrong. So Caine, I wish you luck. I hope you put everything in this match and I hope you put on an awesome show, because that’s what I’m going to do, and I want this match to be the greatest in MPW history. So Caine, don’t prove me wrong. Don’t be like the other chumps in this match and fall short on my bar. Let’s make this a show to remember.”
I make my way out of the bathroom and head over to the snack bar.
Kurt Newman: “Boys. MPW signed me to the roster to help make this company great. I’ve exceeded the expectations and done so much more. And the thing is, I’m not even done yet. The things that I got plan and the things that I will do for this company will put this place on the map. With this win for the Roll Of the Dice Tournament, I’ll be able to continue on my way to greatness here in MPW. I’ve trained like hell for this match and I’ve been playing every sinarrio in my head to see how I can win this match. Each one of you guys has your strengths and your weaknesses. Some of you could win this match in pure skill, others in luck. Most people see Caine as the true winner already. I don’t blame them. He’s earn his respect around here in MPW. I can tell you right now though, from personal experience and all, that I’m going to be walking out of this match with my hand held in victory. And if I don’t, then I’m going to be the talk of the match and the entire Pay Per View because I plan on making a huge splash in this match. I’m here to steal the show. I’m here to earn my pay, and I’m here to win. Kurt Newman is going to win this match because….well it just sounds so good to the ears. I mean listen to how it sounds.”
I clear my throat and do my best impersonation of a ring announcer.
Kurt Newman: “The Roll of the Dice Tournament Winner, Kurt Newman!”
I clear my throat back to my regular voice. I make it to the snack bar and place my order.
Kurt Newman: “One popcorn please.”
I look back at the camera as the man behind the counter grabs my popcorn.
Kurt Newman: “See, it sounds so much better with my name attached to it than anyone else’s. I mean you add my name next to anything and it just makes it that much better. Plus, I’ll be able to use another nick name for myself. I know I already got a million nicknames but one more wouldn’t hurt. I digress though. I got the skills to win this match. I got the talent to be on top. And I have the heart and soul to win and make this company proud.”
The man comes back with the popcorn and hands it over to me. I hand him a twenty and motion him to keep the change. I slowly make my way over back to the concert hall. While doing so though, I take a switch blade from my pocket and begin to cut a hole in the bottom of the popcorn bowl.
Kurt Newman: “I wish you all luck though. I hope that your fists are powerful and swift. I hope you hold your head up high as you enter that ring. I hope you put everything that you have on the line. I hope we put on the match of the decade. I lastly hope that Lady Luck will be by your side……..(chuckles)..….well she’s been with me for a while now and she’s been liking what I’ve been giving her now for a few decades. Anyways, good luck and I’ll see you boys in the ring. Now if you excuse me, I got a concert to go back and watch. Maybe get a little something something from the Swedish chick after I cut a hole on the bottom of this popcorn bowl and stick……well you get it don’t you?”
I throw up a peace sign before going back into the concert hall.
End Scene
Kurt Newman: “Hey MPW universe. Kurt Newman here at a Celine Dion concert. Totally against my will though. Hooked up with this one chick from Sweden who wanted to see Celine Dion. Not a huge fan of hers but it’ll be worth it because as we all know, Swedish girls are one of the greatest in the bedroom. “
Celine Dion Fan: “Ssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Kurt Newman: “(Speaks softly) Sorry.”
I move away from the concert and make my way to exit the room.
Kurt Newman: “So last week, I proved everyone in the Roll Of the Dice Tournament that I am the man to beat when I won the three way dance with John and Enigma. I shocked, I amazed, and I kicked ass like I always do. Like I said before the match though, I knew someone wasn’t going to be playing nice. So thanks Bloodhound and Rage for proving me right as you two boobs decided to try to get the upper hand on the rest of the competition. I mean how big of cowards are you two that you wanted to prove a point that meant utterly nothing. I mean you can attacking me from behind and smash my skull in with a chair all you want. You’re just going to tick me off and make me kick your ass even harder. You do shit like that and I’m not going to see you as a man. I’m going to see you as a coward with no balls who’s too weak and not good enough to face someone head on.”
~The song ends and the arena fills with claps. I pause as I turn around and clap along. I turn back around and continue the promo.
Kurt Newman: “Alright, so let’s see who I’m facing off against in this Roll Of The Dice Tournament. First off, let’s go with Fisherman. John, I’m two and zero against you. I’ve pinned you twice, I’ve hit my finishers on you twice, and I smacked you around like the loser that you are. Yet you still act like you have a chance against me. How many more times do I need to kick your ass to drill it into your thick skull that you are a loser and a hack. I’m still trying to figure out how you made it into the tournament to begin with. You must of either won against a human corps or you won a match against yourself because anyone or anything else would have been able to beat you. A dwarf could kick your ass. A Chiwawa could kick your ass. Even a baby girl would be able to kick your ass. You should be thanking whatever God you worship for giving you this opportunity to be in the first ever Roll Of the Dice Tournament because you don’t have the skills, the smarts, or the capability to win this match. I mean think about it Fisherman. Do you honestly think you belong in these finals? Do you honestly believe you can beat such names as Enigma, Rage, Aidan Caine, and myself? You wouldn’t be able to defeat us, even in your dreams. Fisherman, I ask you one last time because I truly want to help you out. Be part of the Step It Up roster, train to become better, and maybe even watch some matches with me in them, because you aren’t ready for the big leagues yet and you won’t learning anything if you keep on losing against more skillful individuals such as myself.”
I get to the doors of the concert hall and make my way out of the room. I look around the area to find the bathroom. While doing so, I continue my promo.
Kurt Newman: “As for you Miss Biguns, I’d rather you not speak any more and just smile and wave because you don’t help your man out when you speak. I mean you look like such a smart girl with giant knockers, but hearing you just makes my ears bleed. I mean are you truly that blind or are those hooters of yours blocking your eye site from Johns matches? You can wish and hope that John will be better, but take it from a guy who’s been in wrestling long enough to know who has it and who doesn’t. John doesn’t’ have the skills to make here in MPW. He doesn’t have the ‘It’ factor to be a champion around here. He doesn’t have what it takes to main event. John is nothing more than a waste of time. If you can’t see that by now after all the matches that he’s been in since he signed up with MPW, then you’re a waste just like John. I hope after the Roll Of the Dice Tournament, the tournament that I’m going to win might I add, that you two will evaluate your career here in MPW, see what needs to change, and change it, because if you don’t do anything soon, you’re going to be getting fired for not producing. Plain and simple as that. Good luck though in the match, because you’re going to really need it.”
I finally find a sign for the men’s bathroom and make my way over to it.
Kurt Newman: “Bloodhound, I have to say thanks for stepping in and being a ref while Rage was sleeping outside……….well that’s the only peace of positive influence I’m going to give to you because like I said before, you’re nothing more than a coward less bastard for attacking me from behind as soon as that match was over with. I mean, being a former Marine and everything, I thought you would have more honor than attacking someone from behind. I thought a true Marine would have the guts to look me in the eyes and fight me like a man. But you want to make things interesting. You want a challenge. You want to put your skills on the line and see what you can do. You want a challenge Bloodhound? I’m more than happy to give you a challenge. I’ll slap that ugly mugs of yours around, teach you a thing or two, and put you right back into boot camp where I’ll teach you a thing or two that the Marines don’t even know with one hand behind my back. Bloodhound, you wanted to make a name for yourself by attacking me after the match? Well good for you because you were pretty much an unknown before the match. Now you made yourself into just another individual that tried to make himself famous by trying to get rid of Kurt Newman. Well Bloodhound, let’s see how big and bad you are when I get my hands on you. Let’s see how gung ho you truly are when I hit the Gemini Drive on your head. Let’s see how big and bad you truly are when my hand is raised in victory, and you’re seeing stars circling your head.”
I finally reach the doors to the bathroom and enter.
Kurt Newman: “Hey Enigma, remember me? The guy that you were going to beat and place my head over your mantel? How’d that whole thing work out for you? Oh yeah, it didn’t because I won. How strange is that? Let me tell you though Enigma, you put up one hell of a fight. You tried your best and you put everything you had in the match. It just wasn’t enough to beat little old me. I bet that ticked you off. Losing to this clown and all. That’s ok though Enigma. Learn from your mistakes and try once again to defeat me. I can tell you right now though Enigma, all that anger and all those negative feelings that shower over you from a storm cloud on top of your head isn’t going to be able to defeat me. Like I said before Enigma, you got to see the brighter things in life. Yes, I’ll give you credit. This world is a crappy place to live in. Death surrounds us all, people can be ruthless at times, and reality TV is terrible stuff to watch. But there’s no reason to stew in all that and hate everything. Life is what you make it my friend, and I live my life to the fullest daily. You should do the same thing. But, before you can start on your journey. You need to get all that anger out. So, this is what I want you to do. Come close to the television set. Come on Enigma, it’s just you and me. No one else around. Just come close to the television.”
I pause for a few seconds.
Kurt Newman: “You there? Good. Now lean over and give the TV set a big old hug. Don’t worry though, I’ll be hugging back from my side. Just give me a big old bear hug and let all that anger out with that hug. Ready? Alright, give me that big old hug.”
I lean towards the camera and motion a hug.
Kurt Newman: “It’s ok to cry also Enigma. Let those tears come out and form a river. Let all that hatred, all that anger, and all that sadness come out of you. See, it feels great to get all that out huh? I bet it does. I can see it right now Enigma. You hugging a television set and tears coming down your face. It makes me feel all warm inside knowing that I can help someone with their life.”
I pause a few more seconds until I break the hug and look back into the camera with a smile on my face.
Kurt Newman: “How you feeling now Enigma? I bet you feel like a million dollars now huh? Now, positive thoughts here on out ok? I don’t need you to be all depress looking again. By the way, what is up with that mask? Do you wear the mask because you have a hair lip? I don’t blame you if you did? I wouldn’t want people to see that disfigurement either. Anyways Enigma, you put up a fight last time, but you don’t have what it takes to defeat me. Even with all your muscles and strength that could probably break my spine in half, you don’t have the skills to beat Kurt Newman.”
I walk over to a bathroom stall and begin my business of draining the lizard. I look behind me to see the camera man still recording me.
Kurt Newman: “Dude, I can’t go if you’re watching. I got a shy bladder.”
I watch as the camera turns around and looks at the wall. With the camera not looking, I’m finally able to go. The echoing of piss hitting the urinal fills the room. I do my best to shout over it as I continue my promo.
Kurt Newman: “Kurt Newman: “Now we got the son of a bitch that hit me over the head with a steal chair. Chumpzilla himself, Rage. Rage, you gutless little man. You must of thought you were all big and bad when you started swinging that chair around the ring. You must of thought you were King of the Hill after you laid waste to everyone in that ring. You made me bleed Rage. You struck blood when you connected that steel chair to my head and I really didn’t’ appreciate it. Seeing that blood flow down my face. Seeing it enter my eyes. I even tasted it. Thought it would taste like cherries or strawberries. I thought it might of even tasted like defeat. It didn’t’ though. It tasted like a challenge. A challenge to get some revenge on your ass Rage. To make you bleed just like you made me bleed but with my own bare hands. To leave you humiliated just like you tried to humiliate me. You made your point though Rage. You made your point that you were going to be one of the top individuals to win this Tournament because when you started swinging that chair, you pretty much told everyone that you would win this match no matter what. Even if you have to pull out some dirty tricks or cheat. It just shows that type of man that you are. By taking that chair and bringing it inside the ring Rage, you pretty much told everyone that you can’t win with the skills and the wrestling abilities that you have. Rage, you might be having your problems with Caine right now, but I want to tell you this right now because I want you know. Rage, I’m going to be gunning after you also because you made me bleed and you left me in that ring to die. An eye for an eye Rage. That’s my plan with you. And after I kick your ass and cut you open with my bare hands, I’m going to stand over your lifeless body and have my hand raised high in victory as I win this Roll Of the Dice Tournament. Believe it Rage because it’s going to be true.”
I’m finally done as I dab twice and zip up. Remember, dab it more than twice and you’re playing with yourself. I turn around and make my way over to the sink.
Kurt Newman: “You can turn back around Mr. Camera Man.
The camera turns around as I add soap to my hands and lather it around.
Kurt Newman: “Last but not least, we got Aiden Caine. MPW’s North American Champion. Let me add that you are the first ever North American Champion here in MPW and even better, the first ever Champion here in MPW. You my friend are one of the few people around here that I can actually respect, mostly because you gave me this awesome t-shirt.”
I look down at my shirt and show it off to the camera.
Kurt Newman: “Now on sale at MPW.com.”
I go back to cleaning my hands as I continue the promo.
Kurt Newman: “Now Caine, you’re one of the main people I see winning this match, second to myself of course. You already have the North American Title, why would you want to win this little old Roll of the Dice Tournament. Why not let me win this match and you keep on being an awesome North American Champion huh? But you aren’t going to do that huh? You’re just like me. You want to be a legend here in MPW. You want to show everyone that you’re the best here in MPW, and by winning this tournament, you’ll be moving on to face the World Champion. You’re one of the top favorites here in MPW and you’ve earn it. I don’t mind that I’m being over looked in this match. I usually am. I mean people look at me and all they see is a clown and a degenerate. It’s only when they step in the ring with me do they finally realize that I’m much more than a guy who cracks jokes and likes the woman. I’m actually pretty damn good when it comes to wrestling, maybe even one of the best.”
I get done washing my hands and begin to dry them off with one of those electric blow driers on the wall that never really get your hands dry. It’s an awesome feeling though when you let that warm air hit you in your junk. I finally pull my hands away and wipe the remaining water on my hands onto my jeans.
Kurt Newman: “I mean I know MPW is still new and all, but I can say I’ve done pretty well since I’ve been here. The only lost I got under my belt here in MPW was against Blaze and he had to cheat to beat me. This match, this Roll Of the Dice Tournament will prove to everyone just how great that individual is. This match is mine to lose and mine to win because I know I can win this match. I’m going to be putting everything that I have in this match because I want that satisfaction. I’m willing to put my soul, my heart, and my body on the line because I want to be part of history here in MPW. I want people to see me as one of the greats here in MPW. I know there are people on the roster that don’t think so. I want to prove those people wrong. So Caine, I wish you luck. I hope you put everything in this match and I hope you put on an awesome show, because that’s what I’m going to do, and I want this match to be the greatest in MPW history. So Caine, don’t prove me wrong. Don’t be like the other chumps in this match and fall short on my bar. Let’s make this a show to remember.”
I make my way out of the bathroom and head over to the snack bar.
Kurt Newman: “Boys. MPW signed me to the roster to help make this company great. I’ve exceeded the expectations and done so much more. And the thing is, I’m not even done yet. The things that I got plan and the things that I will do for this company will put this place on the map. With this win for the Roll Of the Dice Tournament, I’ll be able to continue on my way to greatness here in MPW. I’ve trained like hell for this match and I’ve been playing every sinarrio in my head to see how I can win this match. Each one of you guys has your strengths and your weaknesses. Some of you could win this match in pure skill, others in luck. Most people see Caine as the true winner already. I don’t blame them. He’s earn his respect around here in MPW. I can tell you right now though, from personal experience and all, that I’m going to be walking out of this match with my hand held in victory. And if I don’t, then I’m going to be the talk of the match and the entire Pay Per View because I plan on making a huge splash in this match. I’m here to steal the show. I’m here to earn my pay, and I’m here to win. Kurt Newman is going to win this match because….well it just sounds so good to the ears. I mean listen to how it sounds.”
I clear my throat and do my best impersonation of a ring announcer.
Kurt Newman: “The Roll of the Dice Tournament Winner, Kurt Newman!”
I clear my throat back to my regular voice. I make it to the snack bar and place my order.
Kurt Newman: “One popcorn please.”
I look back at the camera as the man behind the counter grabs my popcorn.
Kurt Newman: “See, it sounds so much better with my name attached to it than anyone else’s. I mean you add my name next to anything and it just makes it that much better. Plus, I’ll be able to use another nick name for myself. I know I already got a million nicknames but one more wouldn’t hurt. I digress though. I got the skills to win this match. I got the talent to be on top. And I have the heart and soul to win and make this company proud.”
The man comes back with the popcorn and hands it over to me. I hand him a twenty and motion him to keep the change. I slowly make my way over back to the concert hall. While doing so though, I take a switch blade from my pocket and begin to cut a hole in the bottom of the popcorn bowl.
Kurt Newman: “I wish you all luck though. I hope that your fists are powerful and swift. I hope you hold your head up high as you enter that ring. I hope you put everything that you have on the line. I hope we put on the match of the decade. I lastly hope that Lady Luck will be by your side……..(chuckles)..….well she’s been with me for a while now and she’s been liking what I’ve been giving her now for a few decades. Anyways, good luck and I’ll see you boys in the ring. Now if you excuse me, I got a concert to go back and watch. Maybe get a little something something from the Swedish chick after I cut a hole on the bottom of this popcorn bowl and stick……well you get it don’t you?”
I throw up a peace sign before going back into the concert hall.
End Scene
