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DBrunkGXW

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"...Get along?"

"Nope...."


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Simple fade in from a black screen.....boring ass black leather couch and a BORED Dan Ryan sitting in the middle....

Ryan: "Well isn't this just the most fan-damn-tastic couple weeks of preparation for a match ever? I mean, what can beat coming out and and saying a few words to nobody?"

"I've reached that point where I no longer give a rat's ass about this s**tpile of a match. It pretty much comes down to where I'm gonna stand in the battle royal because quite frankly I don't see this joke of a six man match causing me very much trouble."

"So where does that leave me? Who gets to join in that little party with me?"

"What are the options? Let's see here.....GUNS?"

"Well good ol' GUNS doesn't care about titles, doesn't care about anything except 'tearing the CSWA down brick by brick and then rebuilding it again'. Assumedly that would make him care again, make him regain his smile but who knows? Either way, he's hellbent on losing this match in favor of his little Intruder-mates on the other side."

"How about those Professionals, hmm? The most dominant CSWA tag team in recent memory? The ONLY CSWA tag team in recent memory?"

"I'll tell ya, if things go down as you plan in that little elimination match of yours...we're gonna have a sad sad sight of a battle royal on our hands. The wonder twin duo of Craig and Eddie in a match for a shot at the World title? 'FORM OF...COMPETITION FOR ONCE!!'"

"You boys might wanna rethink that strategy."

"But hey, if wasting your time is the flavor of the month then go for it. Whatever brings that little flutter of excitement back to ya."

"The truth of the matter is beyond all of the talk of being tired of the same old rhetoric.....being tired of the belt being the top prize, the aimed for goal in this company....all the talk about changing the rules...it all comes down to simply rhetoric of another form...."

"The 'I Don't Care' rhetoric."

"Which brings me to my only observation....."

"I don't care if you don't care."

Smile....

"So you might wonder why I even bother sayin' a word about it..."

"Well..."

"If you were stuck in a match where no one had said a word since the match was announced....you'd be looking for something to do, also..."

"So who else is on the list here....hmm....let's see...."

"Tom Adler?"

"Tom Adler....well I can't say I know enough to comment on you first hand. I know of you, know your past to a degree. But we've never met in a ring...never come close to this point. But if you manage to foil the happy little midget's plan at Battle of the Belts, we most likely will...."

"So here's what I'm thinkin'. You seem like a reasonable enough man...close enough to my own way of thinking to be able to respect the policy of being your own man in that ring and in this business. So that leads me to ask you..."

"Why the hell are you even BOTHERING trading little witticisms over such nonsense? Letting GUNS drag you into a 'you never won that belt, no actually I did' conversation? Making statements on winning streaks that have lasted over a year??"

"What was that....five shows?"

"This company hasn't exactly been putting the production team through any mandatory overtime lately. Every company goes through these little dry spells, but claiming a winning streak over periods as such is nothing short of ridiculous."

"Maybe you just got caught up in the moment. I've seen lesser men thrown off their game by the little Oompa Loompa Three....or maybe you're as bored as I am. And most likely, in a grand tradition that would make all Gunsian followers everywhere proud..."

"You most likely ...don't care."

"That's alright too. Just so you know, I haven't been to that mountaintop...not here anyway. And to me, that mountaintop...no matter how useless a big leather and gold strap may be in the long run...still represents being the best in a business we all call our own. It's our livelihood, our careers, our very lives. Anything short of being called the best is unacceptable."

"Whatever I need to do to stake my claim in history, I will do. Some men may have lost that fire...but I have not."

"So who's left? Troy Windham? Shane Southern?"

"Troy...."

smirk...

"Troy, Troy Troy....I've been meaning to throw a few words your way. In fact, throwing more than a few words might be fun sometime. But in light of the fact you've managed to entertain me this week, and in light of the fact that you managed to work the lyrical stylings of Mr. Byrne into your promo I'll keep it relatively short."

"You're the story, right? The one who would apparently bring the storyline element of excitement into a title shot. Your brother holds the belt, so that makes the situation pretty obvious."

"Unfortunately, I've never really known Merritt to be obvious."

"I can't see you taking this one home, chief. I don't know, call it a gut feeling. Call it intuition. But you've got a hell of a lot working against you. It doesn't matter to me either way. If we end up across from each other in the battle royal, then so be it. I'll give you a free shot just to see whatcha got....then I'll kick your teeth down your throat. Should be interesting....if you get that far. Either way...I look forward to the future....one day, we're gonna have some fun..."

"And good ol' Mr. Southern. I'll tell ya Shane, you're not as bad a guy as I may have led the world to believe that I thought you were. You're a consummate professional in the ring, and I admire that. You have to understand, everyone has a role in life. I was asked to perform one upon my entrance when my only real goal lied in a debt I had to repay."

"You were placed in my way under the assumption that I was here to tear down your little company."

Smile...

"EH..."

"Like I said before...my buddies in the...FACTION...may not like me saying it, but it doesn't matter....I don't give a s**t about tearing anything down. I care about me....I care about my career and about being the best there is....and that's it."

"That about sums me up, Shane. If you feel you can't trust that, I would say to you....don't. Don't trust me. Because quite honestly, no matter who stands across the ring from me...no matter who stands beside me in the ring...I'll do whatever it takes to be the best. WHATEVER.....IT......TAKES."

"So what happens if it's you? Same thing that happens to the others....we'll have some fun...trade some holds...but in the end I'll send you flying over the top to the floor. And just like Gloria Gaynor....I will survive...."

"Because that's just what I do...."

Ryan leans back and relaxes a bit...

"Well then, there's my little diatribe of the week. If my partners-slash-opponents manage to drag themselves out of the local mall's anime shop long enough to make an appearance then I'll have a little something for em. If not, maybe I'll have a word or two for the little engines that could down in the opener. Or maybe I'll come back and just run off at the mouth for my own amusement..."

"IF NOT..."

shrug..

"I'll be waiting for whoever makes it to the match at BOB..."

"Battle of the Belts....you'll all have something new to worry about...."

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Dan, let me ask you a question in response to your own. Why do you bother even bringing me up?

I've said I have very little interrest being in this elimination match. And even less in being in the Battle Royal.

IF you're in it, you've got pretty much as much chance to win that title shot as anybody else. Unless, of course, you give somebody like say... oh... ME a reason to take that opportunity away from you.

In any event, I'll answer your question. I "bother" with GUNS because GUNS is WORTH "bothering" with.

Ya see, Dan, GUNS and I know way back. We've beaten each other from post to post from one federation to another for the better part of ten years as opponents. And, we've also DOMINATED so-called dream teams like Hornet and Windham together when we've chosen to do so.

Why's it worth mentioning my success from the last year? Because I say so. I've EARNED the right to talk about who I've beaten, whether it's taken a year or five days. And, despite whatever thoughts I may have about GUNS' current choice of company, he's earned the right to babble on about whatever he feels important too.

The question of the moment, Dan, is what have YOU earned?

Ya know... GUNS made a comment about being under the radar. Truthfully, Dan, if that comment applies to anybody, it's you.

You can shoot comments about the schedule, anemic as it may be, here in the CSWA. But, let's not sit here and pretend that the GXW has exactly set any production records as of late.

And, considering that near as I can tell the only real mark to the positive that the once, former, future, curent, whatever GXW World Champ made here in the CSWA over that same time period is one win over a man I made tap out months ago, I'm not not quite sure you're the one who oughta be out here criticizing what somebody has or hasn't done recently.

So, while I suppose I should respect the fact that you've managed to pinpoint the real players in this match, I'll simply leave you as this. You're not a target in this game. Don't make yourself one.

-Adler
 

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Sure thing, bro....

"Wisdom and strength of character is revealed not in what you say yes to, but in what you say no to."

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A simple shot of a man sitting on a bench in a dressing room. Dan Ryan adjusts, then pulls off an elbow pad having finished with his match for the evening. The arena is quiet, the house show finishing up half an hour earlier. Ryan glances up as the camera begins to roll, with a slight smile....

Ryan: "Tom, I'm happy to see you didn't disappoint me. Truly you don't know how much I appreciate being drawn from the pit of boredom into some conversation."

A smile to the camera....

"Even if, as is the commonality among those entrenched in spots in this company....you make little sense with your logic. But in the spirit with which I began this process, I'll go ahead and respond in kind."

"Why do I bother bringing you up?"

"I would have thought that was quite simple. In direct contrast to the continued onslaught of those who no longer care about being the best in this business, I still do."

"Whether or not you have interest in being in your elimination match or indeed the battle royal is wholly and completely irrelevant. You should have the basic intelligence to know at least that much. I know that you do, so do please try and not waste my time with posturing best reserved for rookies and jobbers just getting their feet wet."

"What is relevant is simply that whether or not you like it, and whether or not you CARE....if you win your match, you will be in that ring....as will I. I bring you up because I was bored, annoyed at being stuck with the formalities of an unimportant match in order to press forward with my goals. I wish I had some grander purpose with you, but I'm afraid in the end it all comes back to boredom."

"But let's touch on some interesting diversions you brought to light. Indeed, what have I earned?"

a knowing smirk....

"Oh ...well I dunno. You tell me what I've earned. I suppose that would be the proper response. After all, isn't it the modus operandi of every red blooded CSWA employee to glorify the company bloodline and deny all others?"

"There you go again, dwelling on what you've done in the past and expecting those of us who plied our trade elsewhere to bow down in reverence."

"I do exaggerate of course, but I trust you'll get the point."

"You talk to me as though my career begins and is defined by GXW, which is laughable to say the least. You and GUNS have been fighting for over ten years....you and GUNS have dominated Hornet and Windham together. To that I say..."

"So the hell what?"

"And secondly....I don't need the history lesson, because I'm already familiar with it. You see, I haven't been in the CSWA....not because I was never good enough, but because I made a conscious decision not to be. If you think I'm worried about being made a target......well...."

short laugh...

"What was it that Bugs Bunny once said?...'He don't know me too well, do he?'"

"And since you DON'T know me too well apparently, let me clue you in on some facts that may serve you well in the future. Maybe they can be turned to your advantage...."

smile...

"You might like that......"

"I'm completing my twelfth year in this business, going all the way back to the IWA. I was seventeen when I began and twenty-two when I was recruited to the CSWA the first time. It's been well documented what happened. I was a rookie, and I wasn't ready.....I knew that. I signed a contract, then changed my mind and decided to wrestle elsewhere. I fulfilled my contract and took my losses like a man."

"Ever since, I never had a reason to bother even watching this product. I didn't care....not once."

"So tell me....why should I care now?"

"I care only because it is my job to care. It is my life, my passion....my business to care. But caring is not always equivalent to recognizing a thing as superior."

"Why should I care now what you've done in your past? Why should I care that you feel this brothers-in-arms bond with GUNS makes your little tete-a-tete with him interesting above all else and to the detriment of even your own previously strong character?"

"I shouldn't, and I don't."

"So let me answer all of your current and future queries. Was I under the radar? Possibly so. But under the radar is boring.....I don't need attention, but I thrive on conflict. If that means dealing with you, GUNS, Windham, Aho, Hornet or any other handpicked 'legend' roaming around the hallowed halls of this company then I will do so. In fact, I'd like to. I look forward to it."

"If you want to waste your time talking about GXW, go right ahead. I don't feel the need to match the legacy of that company up to this one, and I won't waste anymore of my time fighting a stupid battle that shouldn't have been fought in the first place. It was a means to an end, and you should understand that better than most."

"Merritt did the intelligent thing. He saw that his champion was about to be embarrassed, and prepared to protect his company. Smart man....smart move. My issue has always been with Aho.....let him fall from grace and my issue with him carries less meaning to the greater picture of this company."

"But my issue didn't have to include any titles. It was personal. And what went down between Evan and I.....was done in the way that I always do a thing....."

"I do what I have to do....and then I move on."

"If what I have to do is throw you over the top rope, then so be it. That's what I'll do. You don't care about winning that battle royal? Good. Because I don't really plan on you winning it anyway."

"I'll close with this, Tom. I can respect and understand what you stand for. That I can do. If you like that, fine. If not, that's fine too. But of one thing you can be certain. Real players or not...."

"I'm not intimidated."

"I wasn't intimidated by Aho, not by Hornet, not by Stevens, not by GUNS.....and it's not gonna start with you."

"Take that how you will."

"Maybe I'll stop criticizing people for a while.....yeah...."

laugh...

"Maybe I'll shut up...."

laughing stops.....and a dead serious glare into the camera....

"But maybe I'll just wait until you shut me up, Tom."

"Respect me, or don't. None of that s**t matters. Here's the bullseye right here.....if you need a target...."

"Take your best shot, sport...."

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Somewhere along the way, Dan, you've missed some pretty important points. So, let me clarify 'em for ya.

You've never once heard me say I don't care about being the best. I said I don't care about this match. And, if you cannot contemplate the difference then you truly AREN'T paying attention.

You wanna know what the difference between the elimination match I'm in versus yours or the other one? Simple.

In one match, you have eight men who can get a title shot pretty much any time they want. We've all been champions here. Half of us ARE champions here. And, we've got the stroke to ask for a shot at something better and get it. Why? Because we've all earned it.

In the other two matches? You've got sixteen guys who need a gimmick. Who need some sort of hitch to convince Merritt that they're even worth CONSIDERING for a title shot.

You wanna talk about wasting time posturing for a position best reserved for rookies and j-brones? You're living it, pal.

We're in our match so Merritt can get wood watching eight men who hate one another beat the living hell out of each other.

You're in your match so Buckley can pad his cliche' repertoire with cute little catch phrases like "Anybody can win this" at the end of the night.

You're posturing yourself to win a match with twelve people, a third of which have already pretty much said they don't give a s#!t about, just so you can run back to school and try to hide that even if you win you've just won first prize in the bring a geek to the dance contest.

You're not intimidated by me? So what. Who asked you to be? Intimidation has never been my game. Frankly, other than whatever schmucks lobbied the UWA to keep me out because they knew they couldn't compete, I've never cared who was or wasn't intimidated by me.

I've said it all along, Dan. I get off proving people wrong. Not proving them right.

So, continue posturing. But, for the record? I don't need a target. Then again, I don't need gimicks to get to play with the big kids, either.

-Adler
 

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"Ignorance is bliss....

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Same bat-backdrop, same bat channel.....

Ryan: "And you say I'M not paying attention??"

"Let me restate a few things....maybe this time you'll catch on..."

"First of all, to point out the obvious...I'm in a six man match. I'm in a SIX......MAN........TAG........TEAM.......MATCH....."

"Got it?"

"Alright, now that we've passed our elementary exam and gotten the number of people in my match correct, let's move on to obvious point number two."

"Tom Adler's elimination match is more important than Dan Ryan's elimination match."

"Jesus Christ, Tom....are you the next coming of the great prophet or what? I mean, such dazzling insight. Surely it is the work of God."

"Was not my entire premise for even starting this string of conversation the fact that my booked match is boring me to tears to the extent that I have to look past it to bigger things just to keep awake? See, that's what I thought. But apparently you missed that. But that can't be possible....because I'm the one who misses important points...not you, right?"

"So your brilliant retort to my saying that I'm so bored out of my mind dealing with this match that I don't even care about it beyond being another means to my end...is to tell me....."

"the same.....damn......thing......"

"I never took you for a parrot, and I doubt you could fit up on my shoulder....but truly all I need is an eye patch and the costume will be complete."

"I'm gonna say it one more time....and this time listen in slow sound feedback if necessary so that you can grasp the elements I'm going for here...."

"I.....that's me.....not you.....with me so far?...."

"I...."

Ryan mockingly points to himself, eyes wide....

"am BOOOORRRREDDD......"

Ryan leans in and whispers...

"...that means not excited about, not worrying about, don't care...you know...."

back to upright position....

"with my maaaaattttch......"

"To repeat.....I......am bored....with my match."

"There, get it?"

"My match sucks. You rule. I worship the ground you walk on. Bill Buckley was at my house last weekend asking me for ways to describe my gimmick. I have Tom Adler posters on my wall. Get it. Tommy?"

"I'm hoping you're catching that sarcasm, cuz I'm laying it on pretty damn thick."

Ryan begins speaking again with exaggerated hand motions in an increasingly mocking tone....

"The....WINNERS....of....MY....match....go on to face the winners.....of...YOUR match.....in a big baaaatttttlllleeee royaaaaallllll.......to deeee-teeeeeer-mine...the number one contender....to the Woooooooorld.....Chaaaaaampionshiiiiiip......"

Ryan concludes with a standing up rendition, arms raised...of the size of the 'world'...

"Therefore...and this is key...."

Ryan holds a finger up to highlight this point....

"I juuuuuust might face you in that match......"

"See how easy that was? Go ahead....rewind and review....THE RELEVANCE of that..... if needed. I'll wait...."

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"But don't worry....when that time comes, I'll remember my place like a good little jobber and toss my own ass over the top rope. After all, that's the role assigned to me right? That's the little preconception that dominates your attitude isn't it? Although, I think I might like option two better......see, slapping that stupid smirk off your face just sounds so much more amusing...."

"And then we come to the name calling."

"I told you once to stop wasting your breath on these little immature mind games that you seem to think you're good at, but you persist."

"You waste my time and others' time by not only talking your way in so many circles, your old Geometry would be proud, but by missing such simple matters as the aforementioned number of people in my match. Which is it, Tom? Are there sixteen in the two other elimination matches combined? Or are there twelve in mine alone? Which is it? CanI choose my own or is this an ever-changing variable known only in the great mind of Tom Adler?"

"Thanks for the correction, though. You never said you didn't care about being the best. You only said you don't care about this match....."

"I see...."

"This match leads to a chance at becoming the World Champion, which...whether you wish to acknowledge it or not....makes you the best....and you don't care about this match....therefore....hmm...."

"I dunno, man. Did I miss your point....or do I simply not agree with the absurdity of it? There's a hell of a difference. I'll give ya three extra seconds to figure out the answer...."

"................"

"................"

"................"

"Ok then.....It's good that you haven't tried to make intimidation your game, because not only would you fail miserably....I'd probably laugh in your face."

"I'm actually disappointed as all hell that this is what you've come to me with....not bothering to do so much as prepare even the minimum amount necessary."

"But that's fine, bro. Your jokes are as tired as your career, and I suppose it's good that we find out now how far you've truly fallen. It's sad....But then...."

"I'm all out of sympathy for a man who can't seem to drag his head out of his ass long enough to do anything but drop fed names and old titles into every promo he has and re-hash more weak-ass put-downs than the geeks he so creatively worked into those put-downs."

"Oh, and trust me Thomas...the only STROKE around here is the stroking you and little Tommy do when you and your ego get together for a little Stuart Smalley 'I'm good enough, smart enough and doggone it, people like me' session."

"It was nice to meet ya, Tom Adler. Can't say I was overly impressed. Over at Battle of the Belts?...I'll leave that gimmick that I don't actually have....but you say I have...since your word is law.....right down at the door....step into the ring not once, but two times....and end the night with the tasty dessert of showing a broken down 'legend' what it means to play with a big boy from another neighborhood...."

"So you get off on proving people wrong....guess you'll have to drop back to the pornos, bro.....cuz your first choice ain't gonna happen....."

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You've caught me, Dan. You've figured out Tom Adler's dirty little secret... he doesn't pay much attention to anything that doesn't involve him.

You are truly more masterful of the obvious than I am, Dan. You apparently picked up on people like Jamar Nicholas bitching about that fact ages ago when I missed it.

Six man, eight man, thirty two man... if the fact that your match didn't seem important enough to pay even that much attention to somehow makes you feel more important, so be it.

Happy? Good. I'll sleep better tonight knowing I've done that for ya.

I'll also take a moment to clear a little something up that seems to have you perplexed. The concept of wanting to be the best but not caring whether or not that involves strapping the World Title around your waist.

It's a notion that you kinda have to grow into, Dan. Clearly you haven't.

There are three types of people in this business.

There are those that no matter what they do, they are never gonna be good enough to be World Champion. There are a few of those types in these matches.

There are people in this industry who need to be the World Champion to prove their importance. People like you, for example. And, don't misunderstand... that's not an insult. I USED to be one of those people. Hey, I'll even go so far as to admit there are plenty of times through out the day when I get the urge to strap that big gold belt around my waist again.

But then, I realize that I'm no longer a Type 2 individual. I'm more a type 3 with type 2 roots.

Type 3's are the been there, done that's of the wrestling world. Those that can walk into just about any federation they want, and, within short order, get a shot at a title and have at least a 75% probability of winning it because they're quite simply that good at what they do.

Around here? Those are people like Hornet and Flair. People like Randalls and GUNS. And, yeah... people like me.

People who, yeah, will all probably at some point or another BE World Champ again.... but don't really concern themselves with it on a day to day basis.

The simple fact of the matter is, Dan, that you need to win this match. And, ya know what? There's nothing wrong with that.

But, this brings me back to my original point.

If you're suffering from boredom, don't look to me to solve it. Because, I assure you, if I do, it won't be in any way favorable to you.

Of course, how one who's done so little can be so bored is beyond me. But, that's you issue, not mine.

-Adler
 

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"This house.....is cleeeeaaaan......"

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You know the drill.....

Ryan: "Was that so hard, Tom?"

"That's a little more along the lines of what I had hoped for in the first place from you. It's more of what I'd heard regarding you at least."

"Not as much of the posturing this time, I'm happy to see. I guess it takes less subtlety on my part to get points home."

"So here's the deal."

"Do I need the belt to feel important? Nah, it's not that. I want the belt. But I'll never need it. It doesn't prove that I'm the best, but it does symbolize it. Go ahead and nod your head....I think you get it...."

"I'm bored because I've done plenty."

"There are few companies that can claim the legacy of this one. There are very few that can match up in terms of longevity or quality over the long haul. I've been told several times that it's a shame I didn't stick to my contract six years ago.....they wonder where my CSWA legacy would stand today...."

"The question of the moment is not what I've done and what it means to you. The question of the moment is not whether or not I'm good enough. The question of the moment....is whether or not you're still good enough."

"Trust me, I'm about as capable a 'newcomer' you're ever gonna see for the rest of your career. Call me the resident indy legend if you'd like. You look at this as the only viable fed, so feel free to spin it in whatever way makes the most sense to you."

"So again, you haven't perplexed me Tom. I just have a different take on things."

"If you wanna talk reputation, we can do that too. You go into any fed and get your title shot in short order. Me too, chief. Maybe I haven't come across your path, but I've never been in a fed that I didn't get a world title shot in within six months. I've got seven of 'em to my credit....not that it matters to you...."

"So you see, I don't have an issue....short of wishing I had something more challenging on my plate to start Battle of the Belts. You may have an issue with my past....but I'm only here because this is the next step. And wherever I land, I plan on climbing my way to the top. That's just how it is."

"My boredom was been alleviated for now. But rest assured, I didn't look to you to solve it. I took it upon myself....you just happened to feel like putting your two cents in."

"Do I need to win this match? I dunno, man. I wouldn't say it's as do or die as all that. I want to be World Champion, no mistaking that. But this match....these matches....if proven unsuccessful....will not be the end of that goal. Trust me, I've got more than enough resilience to go around. I'll keep coming no matter what takes place...."

"But I think I'll go ahead and take care of it now...."

"So I'll tell ya what, Tom...."

"We can file our first little conversation away for future use if you like. You can look at this whole matter in whatever way you wish to do so.....and I'll go about my business at Battle of the Belts."

"You take care of your business....and I'll take care of mine...and then we'll worry about what's next...."

"In the meantime, have a good night's sleep with the visions of winning streaks and titles long gone dancing through your head...."

"That's all you've got left."

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There are a couple of things that, if you stick around here long enough, you're destined to learn about me, Dan. So, you may as well get 'em out of the way now.

One... I am not, by nature, a CSWA loyalist. Few people know better than me that there are plenty of other places around. I didn't question your success elsewhere or the validity of it. I questioned your LACK of success here. Your capability was never at issue... it's a simple matter of production.

And two? You mention my name in anything and I'm likely to chime in with a whole bucks worth, not two cents.

I can USUALLY mind my own business... depending on whatever it is I happen to deem my business at any given moment, anyway. But, start dropping my name in sound bytes and your business is likely to become my business pretty quickly.

Beyond that, I actually agree with you. Things haven't moved at a pace that I prefer around here either. I went from defending a title fifteen times in thirty days to defending one about a half dozen times in the last year. Then again, near as I can tell, that's about how many times in the last year you've defended your GXW title. It hasn't been a stellar year for wrestlers in general, I'd say.

So, if you want to blame your lack of success on ring rust, I'd probably give you the nod on that one.

-Adler
 

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"A rose by any other name...."

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Ryan: "Short, sweet and to the point, Tom."

"First of all, as much as I'd like you to continue to call me the GXW champion...I dropped that belt last November."

"That in itself doesn't matter to you, I know. But it's a humorous statement on how slow things have gone over here while the rest of the world moves along."

"So unfortunately your assertion on GXW show production is a tiny bit inaccurate. My title defenses? I defended it a hell of a lot for that ...almost entire year of 2002....that I held it...."

"As for this year....GXW has put out eleven shows so far with another on the way shortly."

"Let's not get into silly show production comparisons and leave that point alone from here on out."

"However, I will touch one something since you're getting dangerously close to the reason why I brought you up in the first place...which was of course answers your original question..."

"When I started this bit of conversation....I listed who I thought might be in my way to get that shot at the big belt....and as such, you were included."

"If anything, you should be flattered."

"So rest assured, whoever may now or in the future stand in the way of my goals....is my business....."

"Ya hear that, Tom?"

"That's the sound of that lightbulb in your head popping on."

"My 'lack of success' here encompasses a handful of matches, Tom. A match with Stevens....I had other plans...mind games you see....Sean and I actually joke about that now....A match with Southern....he caught me solid....no regrets there....No one should be ashamed of losing to Shane Southern I'm coming to see....a win over GUNS in a situation where he unleashed that ridiculous fork crap.....and of course...a clean win over Evan Aho..."

"Be patient Tom....I'm only getting started. But then, since you don't doubt my accomplishments or their validity...that's a conclusion you should have come to on your own."

"We can chill out for now, Tom. Our paths will most likely cross very soon....but as they say in the odds-making business...and as I will paraphrase here....this back and forth has been for entertainment purposes only...."

"Good luck with the Intruders...."

"I'll make sure to knock that ring rust in time for that battle royal....just make sure you're able to join me...."

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Well, Dan, it's good to see a little fork to the eye hasn't impacted your ability to run your mouth.

Once again, Dan, you're a little unhappy because you weren't invited to eat at the big kid's table, and instead are left to toil in midcard faction purgatory with Kevin Powers and his little gang of misfits. GXW, PLR - that match is a regular alphabet soup, but basically it's a glorified bathroom break for the fans in attendance.

But, just to make you feel special, Dan - just so you guys don't get lonely in the ring performing to the sound of collective disinterest, I'll let you in on a little secret. I'll be watching the match. I'll have my eye on it, just so you can say that SOMEBODY cared.

It's been made pretty clear where you and your little invasion force stand in the pecking order around here, and you seem to be coming to grips with it. You're putting the GXW initials out to pasture and trying to make it around here on your own merits - or lack thereof. That's fine by me, Dan, because as far as I'm concerned, that takes you out of the "unofficial" CSWA employee camp and puts you directly in the same line of fire as the rest. Not that anybody really believed in the GXW "invasion" in the first place, but at least now we're all operating in the open.

I'll be honest, Dan - you're better than I originally gave you credit for. Although, admittedly, that's not much of a compliment because I didn't give you any credit at all. They say that in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. Well, the little fork job I did on you last year should help you out then. (Chuckles.) Bad puns aside, the truth is this - in a match filled with worthless CRAP, mediocrity reigns supreme. I expect you to advance, Dan, and take whichever two slugs are on your team to the battle royal with you. What happens after that doesn't particularly concern me. The deal with you is the same as it is with everyone not named Southern or Windham - stay out of my way and you'll survive. Get in my way, and your #1 contender dreams will end up in the third row.

You wanna roll the dice and take your chances with Third Row, Inc. again? Go ahead and be my guest. But if you really want to get to that World Championship level, you'll do the smart thing and stand aside.

Don't let pride or ego get in the way, Dan, because I know it ruffles your feathers when people talk down to you. You'll feel the urge in your gut to stand up and go for another go-round with the Strongest Arms in the World. But, I've got a mission, Dan - and you're not part of the target package this time.

If all things go well, we'll never even see each other, because Windham and Southern will be long gone before the battle royal ever starts. But in the CSWA, things rarely go well, which is why I'm prepared to go into that battle royal and fulfill my objective at all costs.

And trust me, Dan, you DON'T want to stand in my way this time, because this "Oompa Loompa" isn't in the mood to play games.
 

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"Some people can't see the forest for the trees..."

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Cut to a shot of ...you know who.....

Ryan: "I'm gonna let discretion be the better part of valor on this one, GUNS."

"I had some choice words for ya, old friend..."

smile...

"But I'll let it go for now."

"Are you trying to continue to drive home that my first match of the evening is a waste of time? You're preaching to the choir, big man. I've said as much all along."

"I'm not really bitter about not being in your match. It's obviously a way to get as many titles into one match as possible...and if not for some help for Kin Hiroshi from the PLR boys...they'd pretty much all be there. That's fine...I understand the booking....after all....Merritt doesn't call it 'Battle of the Belts' for no reason.....It's only that I'd just as soon have my first round bye be made official instead of understood and move along to the business of more important matters."

"But yeah, I get it....I'm...."

makes quotations with his hands...

"UNPROVEN here...."

"It's ok...I'm patient...I just need some diversion now and then to keep me awake."

"And that fork? No big deal, man. It's not the first time I've been busted open....and it won't be the last. I've been doing this a long, long time.....and like that little pink bunny...I keep going and going and....you know...."

"Rest assured...I won't be in that 'mid-card purgatory' much longer. But I think you know that. You have a pretty good idea where I'm headed....but I don't think it would suit your current direction in life to toss a compliment much stronger than 'you're better than I thought, but that's not saying much'."

"Nevertheless, I've never doubted what I can do. It's only now that I've grown tired of the restraint necessary to battle other people's agenda's for them. I decided to hit my agenda head on...and I took care of part one when I stepped into the ring with Evan Aho...."

"So now you're warning me not to roll the dice with ya....one more time...."

smirk...

"Don't take my chances with Third Row, Inc. again...."

short laugh...

"I have no need to, bro."

"But when the time is right...and if your lack of a need to play games carries over past Battle of the Belts...when you're ready for another go-round...man to man....I'm more than willing."

"We don't need an issue...and no one has to be in anyone's way. They used to have straight wrestling matches once upon a time I'm told...."

smile...

"Don't worry...I always do the smart thing. I always do whatever it takes to be the best. I didn't get here by being stupid...."

"Oh...and do tell your little lapdog of the month...Eddie Mayfield...that no matter what little Super NES button combo he powers up with before the night gets underway....I'll be more than happy to wrap one of those meaningless tag belts around his fat little head and slap him around from here back to whatever bitch promoter's office he was in when he was told his act was fresh or clever...."

"If things go as planned and expected...he'll be in that ring with me in the battle royal...so you just let him know that when he's done acting like a jackass, I'll be waiting in his face to bring him down to Earth. I'm not concerned with a tag wrestler starting his own bl**jobs-for-title-shots program on the streets just to get someone in the ring with him....He's not in MY target package right now....it's in his best interest he stay that way..."

"Best leave s**t to people who give a s**t."

"Well then, GUNS....that was certainly civil of us..."

"There's a first for everything I suppose."

"For now...you just give me a ring when I wander back into your line of fire."

"Who knows....I just may get bored again....."

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(FADEIN: To EDDIE MAYFIELD, looking bored, leaning against a wall with both UNIFIED World tagteam straps hanging off of one shoulder)

MAYFIELD: "Hey Ryan - last time I checked, I had a mouth, and two ears. You got something you wanna say to me? I'm standing right here, big shot. You don't have to be a pu(BLEEEEP!) and tell GUNS to get me the message. You got a beef with the Intruders? better yet, Hot Property? (Snorts) Who doesn't. You ain't new to this.

Hey, don't be sore that you and your little (Makes robotic voice) GEE EXX DOUBLOOYOO thing didn't really go over, and don't get mad that your stuck in midcard hell. You wanna dis the tag straps? (looks over at them) I don't give a f(BLEEEP!). But you called me a lapdog? (Laughs) bro, that's what Shamon and Pi are for. I don't carry anybodys bags, and I don't do sh(BLEEEEP!) I don't wanna. You wanna puff your chest out and stick it in my face? (Smirks and looks ot the side) man, you can get in line, because the fish cookout line starts on the left, and best believe I'll fry your ass soon enough.

But hey, if you wanna bust in line, step on up. I got plenty for everybody, even a uncharismatic cat like yourself. You wanna deliver me a message? I'll be at BOB, at the top of the card. Look me up, if you wanna roll, and we'll see how much heart you got, player."

(FADEOUT)
 

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One big hearty laugh.....one sad sad little tag champ to respond to....

Ryan: "God, you're stupid Mayfield...."

"Apparently it takes a sledgehammer to get anything resembling a point through anyone's thick f**king skull around here..."

"MY gee-exx-dubble-you thing was never an issue....because there never was a my gee-exx-dubble-you. And as ridiculous as you sound with your little hooked on phonics word pronunciation, I guess we can slum it just once."

"If you wanna act a fool and pretend that you're somehow a step above midcard yourself just because you have a stupid gold strap and hang around with GUNS....that's fine. It takes more than Merritt using you to fill out a match to make you top of the card, buddy. And last time I checked, you guys were about four matches down from the top anyway...."

"But I digress..."

"And yes, you're a lapdog...because without your 'legend' to hang onto...you wouldn't even have a match to wrestle. So get as mad as you want....get out your book of one liners and bring em to the big battle royal, EDWARD...."

"I'm not only gonna step on up.....I'm taking you completely out of the game....."

"PLAYA....."

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MAYFIELD: "Huh. Only thing keeping me out of the midcard, is the fact that I have a CSWA championship belt? That's awesome reasoning, Ryan. Then what does that make you? Because the last strap you had in CSWA was... oh my bad, have you HAD one, Ryan? Because honestly, I wasn't paying attention.

And oh yeah, I forgot - we're all just waiting until you spring to life and take CSWA by the balls and run the whole show with your great wrestling acumen, and rapier wit, right? I'm still waiting, dood. Get in the fu(BLEEEP!)ing line down at the bottom of the barrel, because there's a lotta have nots around here, and they outweigh the haves.

Man, I must be a sad sad sort, then. I pray to God I can someday aspire to be as awesome as you, my man. A braintrust, you are."

And I'M the stupid one in your world. Must be a great place to live, bunky."
 

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Ryan: "Well...I see the strongest arms in the world let loose of the leash again....."

"Tell ya what, Eddie..."

"If it makes you feel better to act like those belts mean a damn around here....go right ahead...."

"Seems like lately...even your own partners in crime are questioning if you can live up to your obligations. But hey...whatever you need to 'get it up' so to speak..."

"But tell me....what is it today? Are they worthless? Do they mean somethin' to ya? Or is today another 'I don't give a f*** about the belts' day?"

"To be quite honest with ya....the belt I have on right now keeping my pants up...which has no gold whatsoever in it....is as meaningful as the tin you're carrying around right now...."

"Don't look now....I think Simply Stunning wants another title shot...."

"Don't worry man....I'm not worried about what I've won or haven't won in this place. I know it's coming....whether you feel like acknowledging it or not....and your wait won't be too much longer if ya wanna see it."

"I simply choose not to settle for a dead division with dead belts less prestigious than your buddy's bottle of piss on a string..."

"So I'll tell ya what....head on back to the Intruder-cave....and get back to jerkin' it while holding your little belts in your free hand...and keep tellin' yourself.....'I matter'....'I'm funny'.....'I'm entertaining'....."

"Either way....you're still a chump...in a dead division....holding meaningless belts....being drug along by people ten times more talented in the ring........."

"It's good to see the time-honored tradition of taking words at face value and inability to read into sarcasm lives on with ya....I'll make it simpler with smaller words from now on....in the meantime....go shake down the local video game store for your daily RPG fix...."

"The evil Eddie red eye glare is fading out...."

"I guess that pretty much covers all I care to cover concerning you, little man...."

"Back to your own match now...."

Ryan makes a shoo-ing motion as we fade out...
 

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(FADEIN: 'COCKY' CRAIG MILES in front of an all-black backdrop)

MILES: "You know Ryan, if you think it's so goddamn easy to take these tag straps, I'll tell you what. Anytime, anywhere, ANY partner you WANT. Titles on the line and let's see how much you know and just how much you DON'T. And don't worry Bonaduce, my word is GOLD."
 

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Steppin to the side

Ya know, Dan, I had actually planned to continue this conversation. But, since I think the only thing I'm really getting dangerously close to is agreeing with Mayfield, I think I'll pass.

I'll just simply leave you with this...

I gave up being flattered or annoyed by who does and doesn't respect me quite some time ago. If I cared, I'd turn full blown heel and actually give Buckley something to complain about.

Further, while I'm sure I could be if I chose to, I'm not in your way. I haven't even decided how much of this little shin dig I actually intend to participate in. So, your time would probably be better spent concentrating on somebody else.

-Adler
 

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Ryan: "Don't worry boys...."

"This has all pretty much reached it's conclusion, what with bell time just about a day away...."

"So Tom...it's all good. No worries, my friend...Hakuna Matata....It's all in good fun. If we need to get serious at some point, I'm sure we will."

"In the meantime, don't worry."

"I talk a lot of s**t whether I've done s**t here to back it up or not...."

laughs...

"Damn right I do....but that's only because I get a kick out of watching the collective panties of the resident legends around here bunching up before my eyes when I fail to show them the proper respect."

"After all, any heat is good heat....no matter how it's attained....I just thought I'd stir the pot up a little bit..."

smile...

"Just sit tight. Grab some popcorn and pull up next to GUNS and watch my match before you hit the ring. I'll be fully on my way to having something to back that up with next time I say somethin' to ya."

"Respect for you was never the real issue, Tom....only boredom....."

"And Eddie....come on now."

"I'm gonna get a partner to challenge you for belts that you know good and well mean jack crap to me?"

"Nah, I'll pass."

"Feel free to throw out the stock....'See?! You're scared!!!!' response though...."

"Although, if you ever get that itch to get into the one on one game....I'm not overly picky on whose teeth I kick in."

"BUT....I guarantee that if someday I wake up....and my standards have fallen to the point that I feel the need to kick around GUNS' dog a little bit in a tag match...."

"Your word will be the only GOLD you'll have left to worry about..."

"Back to the doghouse, Cassidy...."

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(FADEIN: 'COCKY' CRAIG MILES back in front of the backdrop)

MILES: "Maybe all that fat is covering your eyes, Bonaduce 'cause I know I sure as hell don't look like Eddie Mayfield. Listen, you wanna come out and tell the world that you think we're a farce? They ain't gonna believe it until you take your ego busted ass off the couch and DO SOMETHING. But that's the problem with YOU, Ryan. You talk a big game, but you walk like a FU(BLEEP!)IN' FAIRY."

(FTB)
 

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Ryan: "Mayfield, Miles....."

"It's still just a tag team tryin' to leach onto some main event glory."

"Here's the kicker for ya.....Miles, is it?"

smile...

"I'm 'bout to do somethin', sport."

"And you're about to do....NOTHING"

"Just like always."

"At least you can still be a nice warmup singles match for someone...."

"The problem with me....is your problem...."

"'Cuz if I were you....which thank God I'm not...."

"I wouldn't run up to someone practically begging for a tag match and then call THEM a fairy....I don't need you at all, Milesfield.....so go flap your lips and your little pink wings somewhere else...."

"I got something to do..."

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