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Jean Rabesque vs. Sean Edmunds
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Aftermath
(the screen comes in backstage in Kalamazoo, in the locker room at Riptide, Jean Rabesque just sits motionless next to his locker, still in his wrestling gear, a noticeable welt is apparent above Rabesque's left eye, as well as some bruises on the rest of his body, he just stares at the ground, as if in deep thought, or in a moment of deep disgust, he flashes a look to the camera that shows pain, and almost in a way desperation, he looks of a man who has taken a serious hit to his pride, and that is immediately evident in his voice)
Rabesque: You know, it's not too often that I get my ass humbled in the middle of the ring. And it happened, tonight, right here in Kalamazoo, right in front of the entire world. Was it clean? Absolutely not, and without Kraven, Flatliner probably doesn't beat me, but that's really not the point. I shouldn't have lost that match, and I know that. I'm better than Flatliner, and the simple fact that he needed his buddy out there to do the job says that, but that fact means nothing. When you look tonight up in the record books days from now, it won't say anything about who the better man was, it will say that Flatliner pinned Jean Rabesque. Plain and simple, end of discussion. That hurts, because it's only the second time in the last 2 and a half years that I've pinned in a singles match, and the very first time you can't classify as "just doing business the right way." I walked into an arena the better man, and lost. (pauses) I simply can never let this happen again, and I will never let this happen again. Jean Rabesque is the best damn wrestler in the world today, and nobody can disprove that. But that doesn't mean if I get beat, regardless of how that happens.
So, Sean Edmunds, I guess this is where it all starts now. Congratulations, you now have the unenviable task of doing something that has never been done before. Look it up Sean, at no time in my wrestling career have I lost two matches in a row, NEVER! And now, you have me, focused....hungry....and DETERMINED to never let the way that I feel right now ever happen again. While I can come up with a million excuses as to why I lost this match tonight, there will be none at Massive Assault. You know, now that I think about it, you need two miracles that night Sean, because Jean Rabesque has never, not even once, submitted in a match. And if you think that after a night like tonight that you can possible make me say "I Quit," then you're an even bigger fool than I had originally anticipated Sean. I sit here tonight, and I reflect on what I did wrong, on the things that I can do to improve, on the ways to make myself even better. Sean, you're not in my league, you need to go back to curtain jerking in the minor leagues where you came from, or go back to your little buddy Wells and the rest of the Gimmick-of-the-Month club.
So, I'll save the history lesson for another place and another time, but from the second this show ended, after I had to get done bailing out my friends. Just hours after hearing you scream in agony, and an even shorter time after having my ass knocked out, my focus has been on you, and solely you, Sean. Everyone else can wait. Flatliner can wait, Manson can wait, Kraven can wait, it's you Sean. And I get to do the one thing in wrestling that I do better than anything else, making people quit. Hell, look when I did last Riptide against a Pandorian monster Sean, I MADE HIM TAP! You are NOTHING compared to him, and you are not one one-hundredth as tough as he is, and he tapped out. But that's ok, I know you Sean, and I know how much this means to you. I know how I consume your life. I know. This is not going to be your day in the sun Sean. This is not going to be the day you dreamed of. This is not the day that you accomplish the impossible dream you've waited so long to accomplish. It's just another day for me to check off. I learned tonight that if you leave any margin for error, ANY room for something to happen, miracles can occur. You're not going to be given that chance Sean, I promise you that. A sleeping giant has been awoken tonight, and to be honest with you, I pity you for what is going to happen. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen comes in backstage in Kalamazoo, in the locker room at Riptide, Jean Rabesque just sits motionless next to his locker, still in his wrestling gear, a noticeable welt is apparent above Rabesque's left eye, as well as some bruises on the rest of his body, he just stares at the ground, as if in deep thought, or in a moment of deep disgust, he flashes a look to the camera that shows pain, and almost in a way desperation, he looks of a man who has taken a serious hit to his pride, and that is immediately evident in his voice)
Rabesque: You know, it's not too often that I get my ass humbled in the middle of the ring. And it happened, tonight, right here in Kalamazoo, right in front of the entire world. Was it clean? Absolutely not, and without Kraven, Flatliner probably doesn't beat me, but that's really not the point. I shouldn't have lost that match, and I know that. I'm better than Flatliner, and the simple fact that he needed his buddy out there to do the job says that, but that fact means nothing. When you look tonight up in the record books days from now, it won't say anything about who the better man was, it will say that Flatliner pinned Jean Rabesque. Plain and simple, end of discussion. That hurts, because it's only the second time in the last 2 and a half years that I've pinned in a singles match, and the very first time you can't classify as "just doing business the right way." I walked into an arena the better man, and lost. (pauses) I simply can never let this happen again, and I will never let this happen again. Jean Rabesque is the best damn wrestler in the world today, and nobody can disprove that. But that doesn't mean if I get beat, regardless of how that happens.
So, Sean Edmunds, I guess this is where it all starts now. Congratulations, you now have the unenviable task of doing something that has never been done before. Look it up Sean, at no time in my wrestling career have I lost two matches in a row, NEVER! And now, you have me, focused....hungry....and DETERMINED to never let the way that I feel right now ever happen again. While I can come up with a million excuses as to why I lost this match tonight, there will be none at Massive Assault. You know, now that I think about it, you need two miracles that night Sean, because Jean Rabesque has never, not even once, submitted in a match. And if you think that after a night like tonight that you can possible make me say "I Quit," then you're an even bigger fool than I had originally anticipated Sean. I sit here tonight, and I reflect on what I did wrong, on the things that I can do to improve, on the ways to make myself even better. Sean, you're not in my league, you need to go back to curtain jerking in the minor leagues where you came from, or go back to your little buddy Wells and the rest of the Gimmick-of-the-Month club.
So, I'll save the history lesson for another place and another time, but from the second this show ended, after I had to get done bailing out my friends. Just hours after hearing you scream in agony, and an even shorter time after having my ass knocked out, my focus has been on you, and solely you, Sean. Everyone else can wait. Flatliner can wait, Manson can wait, Kraven can wait, it's you Sean. And I get to do the one thing in wrestling that I do better than anything else, making people quit. Hell, look when I did last Riptide against a Pandorian monster Sean, I MADE HIM TAP! You are NOTHING compared to him, and you are not one one-hundredth as tough as he is, and he tapped out. But that's ok, I know you Sean, and I know how much this means to you. I know how I consume your life. I know. This is not going to be your day in the sun Sean. This is not going to be the day you dreamed of. This is not the day that you accomplish the impossible dream you've waited so long to accomplish. It's just another day for me to check off. I learned tonight that if you leave any margin for error, ANY room for something to happen, miracles can occur. You're not going to be given that chance Sean, I promise you that. A sleeping giant has been awoken tonight, and to be honest with you, I pity you for what is going to happen. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
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Fun With Tony
(as if one interview wasn't enough, Tony Ross seems to be putting in a decent amount of overtime, as he once again is sitting in the GLCW control room, dressed in a suit, as cameras coming rolling in)
TONY ROSS: "Welcome back, and joining us today, actually for the first time in this format is a man that has an absolutely huge match coming up at GLCW Massive Assault. He is a man that has won numerous championships and is considered by many to be an absolute legend in this sport. Soon he will be facing Sean Edmunds in an "I Quit" match at Massive Assault, and I'm of course speaking of Jean Rabesque. Jean, who joins us from his training facility outside Cincinnati, Ohio. Jean, thank you, and welcome."
(CUTTO: The camera goes split-screen, and in the left cell we see Rabesque, sunglasses and black bandana and all, underneath Ross reads a caption "GLCW Studios," and underneath Rabesque reads, "Cincinnati."
JEAN RABESQUE: "No problem, Tony, thanks for having me."
ROSS: "Now, Jean, as Massive Assault approaches, is there any kind of apprehension seeing the kind of match you're going to be in? I mean, there have been some 'I Quit' matches before in the history of wrestling, and they have to go down as some of the most brutal matches in the history of the sport. Does that weigh on your mind?"
RABESQUE: "Well, Tony, it's blatantly obvious that I'm not getting any younger, and some people would like to tell you that I've been over the hill for about five years now. Sure, I think anytime you go into a wrestling ring there is always a thought in the back of your mind that this could be the last time, especially in a match like this. Anybody who tells you otherwise is lying to you. But at the same time, I know how I've been preparing, I know how my training has gone, and I know that I'm prepared. There's really nothing else I can do. I've studied tape, I'm in the best shape of my life, and I know how to accoomplish what needs to be accomplished."
ROSS: "Ok, on that subject, what do you feel does need to be accomplished, as your facing Sean Edmunds, a man that you have tangled with in the past, and a man that is really coming on in the GLCW."
RABESQUE: "Well, professionally speaking, Sean done have some skills, but he's almost incredibly vulnerable. Now, without giving away my strategy for the match completely, I know what parts of Sean's body are weaker than the rest. That's blatantly obvious from watching tape, and if you saw Riptide, which you obviously did Tony, then you saw me....send a message to Sean that I know how to take him down, and I think I got my point across."
ROSS: "So I imagine you're talking about your Figure 4 Leglock, which some have stated is the most devastating version of that hold in wrestling."
RABESQUE: "Let me put it to you this way Tony, I have made men far superior to Sean Edmunds utter those famous words with that hold. I don't really expect Edmunds to be much of a problem."
ROSS: "So let's talk about Sean Edmunds for a second, Sean Edmunds, the person. It seems as if for the past year he has been on some kind of crusade against you. Everybody knows the history between the two of you. Whether it was ACW, AFWC, NFWA, WWL, and now GLCW, there has been a rivalry, and it is also common knowledge that Sean Edmunds has NEVER beaten you in a one on one match. How do you feel about him leading into this match?"
RABESQUE: "Like I said before, Sean has a lot of ability inside the wrestling ring, but outside, I feel that Sean is a truly pathetic person. He obsesses over me, Tony, and it's sad. Let's be honest here, generally, I have much more important things to worry about than Sean Edmunds, and usually I have much bigger fish to fry. But to Sean Edmunds, I'm much more than he is to me. I'm the top of the mountain, and he won't rest until he knocks me off. How do I respond to that? It's a challenge. Being on someone's radar like that has a way of keeping a man focused, and I know that if I'm not on my game, Sean Edmunds can beat me. But, of course, if I am on my game, then history will go to show that he can't beat me. Also, if you go back on history, you will see that Sean Edmunds has QUIT from the Figure 4 Leglock. Myself, on the other hand, I have NEVER submitted in a match."
ROSS: Let's talk about your last encounter for one second. At a house show, Sean Edmunds had, well to be honest, you beat in a taped fists match before knocking out the referee, giving you the match by disqualification. What are your thoughts about this and how does it effect your preparation for the match?"
RABESQUE: Well, it doesn't effect my preparation at all. I said going into that match that it wasn't my thing, and I wouldn't have been surprised if Sean had beaten me. Sure, he needed to pull a pad off a turnbuckle to knock me out, but so be it. But here's where Sean failed once again. He tried to make a point, make a message in a match. You had the match won Sean, but no, you had to get stupid. I don't care about making statements Sean, I simply care about one thing: winning. What's going to happen when you try to make your point again at Massive Assault? I'll tell you what Sean, you're going to blow it once again. You'll get cocky, you'll get arrogant, and you'll screw up, just like every time before."
ROSS: "Finally, you've mentioned it before, but how has your recent loss to Flatliner changed your outlook on this match."
RABESQUE: "I'm focused Tony. I know what I have to do, and I realized once again that I am vulnerable. One mistake, one time not paying close enough attention is all I need to lose a match. That simply will not happen again, I just won't let it."
ROSS: "Well, thank you again for joining us. Jean Rabesque, ladies and gentlemen, as he prepares to meet Sean Edmunds at GLCW Massive Assault."
RABESQUE: "Thanks, Tony."
(fade to commercial)
(as if one interview wasn't enough, Tony Ross seems to be putting in a decent amount of overtime, as he once again is sitting in the GLCW control room, dressed in a suit, as cameras coming rolling in)
TONY ROSS: "Welcome back, and joining us today, actually for the first time in this format is a man that has an absolutely huge match coming up at GLCW Massive Assault. He is a man that has won numerous championships and is considered by many to be an absolute legend in this sport. Soon he will be facing Sean Edmunds in an "I Quit" match at Massive Assault, and I'm of course speaking of Jean Rabesque. Jean, who joins us from his training facility outside Cincinnati, Ohio. Jean, thank you, and welcome."
(CUTTO: The camera goes split-screen, and in the left cell we see Rabesque, sunglasses and black bandana and all, underneath Ross reads a caption "GLCW Studios," and underneath Rabesque reads, "Cincinnati."
JEAN RABESQUE: "No problem, Tony, thanks for having me."
ROSS: "Now, Jean, as Massive Assault approaches, is there any kind of apprehension seeing the kind of match you're going to be in? I mean, there have been some 'I Quit' matches before in the history of wrestling, and they have to go down as some of the most brutal matches in the history of the sport. Does that weigh on your mind?"
RABESQUE: "Well, Tony, it's blatantly obvious that I'm not getting any younger, and some people would like to tell you that I've been over the hill for about five years now. Sure, I think anytime you go into a wrestling ring there is always a thought in the back of your mind that this could be the last time, especially in a match like this. Anybody who tells you otherwise is lying to you. But at the same time, I know how I've been preparing, I know how my training has gone, and I know that I'm prepared. There's really nothing else I can do. I've studied tape, I'm in the best shape of my life, and I know how to accoomplish what needs to be accomplished."
ROSS: "Ok, on that subject, what do you feel does need to be accomplished, as your facing Sean Edmunds, a man that you have tangled with in the past, and a man that is really coming on in the GLCW."
RABESQUE: "Well, professionally speaking, Sean done have some skills, but he's almost incredibly vulnerable. Now, without giving away my strategy for the match completely, I know what parts of Sean's body are weaker than the rest. That's blatantly obvious from watching tape, and if you saw Riptide, which you obviously did Tony, then you saw me....send a message to Sean that I know how to take him down, and I think I got my point across."
ROSS: "So I imagine you're talking about your Figure 4 Leglock, which some have stated is the most devastating version of that hold in wrestling."
RABESQUE: "Let me put it to you this way Tony, I have made men far superior to Sean Edmunds utter those famous words with that hold. I don't really expect Edmunds to be much of a problem."
ROSS: "So let's talk about Sean Edmunds for a second, Sean Edmunds, the person. It seems as if for the past year he has been on some kind of crusade against you. Everybody knows the history between the two of you. Whether it was ACW, AFWC, NFWA, WWL, and now GLCW, there has been a rivalry, and it is also common knowledge that Sean Edmunds has NEVER beaten you in a one on one match. How do you feel about him leading into this match?"
RABESQUE: "Like I said before, Sean has a lot of ability inside the wrestling ring, but outside, I feel that Sean is a truly pathetic person. He obsesses over me, Tony, and it's sad. Let's be honest here, generally, I have much more important things to worry about than Sean Edmunds, and usually I have much bigger fish to fry. But to Sean Edmunds, I'm much more than he is to me. I'm the top of the mountain, and he won't rest until he knocks me off. How do I respond to that? It's a challenge. Being on someone's radar like that has a way of keeping a man focused, and I know that if I'm not on my game, Sean Edmunds can beat me. But, of course, if I am on my game, then history will go to show that he can't beat me. Also, if you go back on history, you will see that Sean Edmunds has QUIT from the Figure 4 Leglock. Myself, on the other hand, I have NEVER submitted in a match."
ROSS: Let's talk about your last encounter for one second. At a house show, Sean Edmunds had, well to be honest, you beat in a taped fists match before knocking out the referee, giving you the match by disqualification. What are your thoughts about this and how does it effect your preparation for the match?"
RABESQUE: Well, it doesn't effect my preparation at all. I said going into that match that it wasn't my thing, and I wouldn't have been surprised if Sean had beaten me. Sure, he needed to pull a pad off a turnbuckle to knock me out, but so be it. But here's where Sean failed once again. He tried to make a point, make a message in a match. You had the match won Sean, but no, you had to get stupid. I don't care about making statements Sean, I simply care about one thing: winning. What's going to happen when you try to make your point again at Massive Assault? I'll tell you what Sean, you're going to blow it once again. You'll get cocky, you'll get arrogant, and you'll screw up, just like every time before."
ROSS: "Finally, you've mentioned it before, but how has your recent loss to Flatliner changed your outlook on this match."
RABESQUE: "I'm focused Tony. I know what I have to do, and I realized once again that I am vulnerable. One mistake, one time not paying close enough attention is all I need to lose a match. That simply will not happen again, I just won't let it."
ROSS: "Well, thank you again for joining us. Jean Rabesque, ladies and gentlemen, as he prepares to meet Sean Edmunds at GLCW Massive Assault."
RABESQUE: "Thanks, Tony."
(fade to commercial)
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Just the beginning...
((FADEIN: The camera crew walks into 'Simply Sensational's dressing room after Riptide. He is with one of the GLCW's physical therapists who is bending back and forth Edmunds' knee. Edmunds bites his lip at times, but never utters anything. After a few more moments of this, the therapist gets up, writes some things in his pad and walks away. Edmunds hops off the little bench and stands up.))
EDMUNDS: "You know what I pity, Jean? I pity the fact that it wasn't me who went down to ringside and knocked the living daylights out of you with the ring steps instead of Kraven. But the only thing that comforts me is the fact that I know I have you one on one at Massive Assault in an 'I Quit' match. Sure I know you've never quit before, Jean. Sure I know that you've never lost two consecutive matches in a row. That's all well and good. But the fact of the matter is that you've never had me gunning for you in an I Quit match. And the fact of the matter is you've never faced me after one loss already. Call me an imbocile, Jean. Call me a member of the 'gimmick of the month' club. Lump me together with Wells, who was the biggest disappointment I've ever seen in that ring. The fact is you know that I'm better than that. You know that I rise above those two things whenever I step into that ring. Try to comfort yourself by putting me down, Jean, if that'll make your loss on Riptide feel any better. The truth is that you're put in a predictament. You never thought that you'd be riding a loss into Massive Assault, did you, Jean? You thought that you'd ride into Massive Assault, you'd ride right into 'Simply Sensational' with a win under your belt. (shakes head) This isn't the case, Jean, and it scares you, doesn't it? That quite possibly, after Massive Assault, there will be two new entries into the career history of Jean Rabesque. His first submission in the ring, and his first back-to-back losses. And I'm sure it'll be even more bitter to know that those two milestones, Jean, will have been because of Sean Edmunds."
((Edmunds starts walking over to his luggage. He throws his wrestling attire into the luggage as well as some undershirts.))
EDMUNDS: "You're getting a little bit older each and every day, Jean. You're not the young pup you used to be. You might be hungry and determined and whatnot.. but you're going to wear down sooner or later. Your body is going to crash on itself one of these days. I'm ready for you, Jean. I've been ready for you since the day I stepped into the GLCW. Of course, you remember that, don't you? My first appearance in the GLCW? Of course you do. I was gunning for you right then. I didn't want anyone else but you, Jean. And I still don't. This is your chance to shut me up for good, Jean. Because after this match I'm moving on. I can't dwell down in the cellar of the GLCW with you forever, my friend. You think that you're going to make me submit, Jean? The only thing I need to do to hold on is look into your eyes. Because when I look into your eyes I see myself growing stronger. And in that ring, when you've got me down, I'll look into those eyes and I'll know that there's a reason to continue."
((Edmunds finishes packing his stuff and closes the suitcase. He props it up against the chair and sits in the chair, crossing his arms over his chest.))
EDMUNDS: "Jean this match means a lot to both of us. You want this match to continue your little legacy of not losing twice in a row, and not ever have given up... but also to prove to yourself that you still are superior to me. I need this match to finally clean out the ghosts in my closets. You've got a lot more riding on this match than you let on, Jean. Because it'll kill you inside if I come out victorious, won't it? No need to say it, Jean. I know it will, you know it will, everyone watching the match will know. You need to prove to yourself that you're still superior. (shakes head) thats a shame, Jean. A real shame. While you're dwelling in the aftermath of Riptide, you've got to realize that Massive Assault is a new beginning... its a new beginning for you're descension in the ranks of Great Lakes Championship Wrestling, Jean. It started at the house show .. it continued with Flatliner, and it will come to fruition at Massive Assault. I can hear it in your voice, Jean.. your fright. You can try to cover it up, you can try to deny it. But you don't want to be made the fool at Massive Assault. You want to try to grasp on to the only thing that you have left here.. and that's your undefeated streak against me. You'll see at Massive Assault that you're no longer superior, Jean.. and I cannot wait until you finally acknowledge by SCREAMING 'I QUIT' in the middle of the ring, that Sean Edmunds is 'SIMPLY' (pauses) 'SENSATIONAL'!"
((FADEOUT: As Edmunds walks out of the shot.))
((FADEIN: The camera crew walks into 'Simply Sensational's dressing room after Riptide. He is with one of the GLCW's physical therapists who is bending back and forth Edmunds' knee. Edmunds bites his lip at times, but never utters anything. After a few more moments of this, the therapist gets up, writes some things in his pad and walks away. Edmunds hops off the little bench and stands up.))
EDMUNDS: "You know what I pity, Jean? I pity the fact that it wasn't me who went down to ringside and knocked the living daylights out of you with the ring steps instead of Kraven. But the only thing that comforts me is the fact that I know I have you one on one at Massive Assault in an 'I Quit' match. Sure I know you've never quit before, Jean. Sure I know that you've never lost two consecutive matches in a row. That's all well and good. But the fact of the matter is that you've never had me gunning for you in an I Quit match. And the fact of the matter is you've never faced me after one loss already. Call me an imbocile, Jean. Call me a member of the 'gimmick of the month' club. Lump me together with Wells, who was the biggest disappointment I've ever seen in that ring. The fact is you know that I'm better than that. You know that I rise above those two things whenever I step into that ring. Try to comfort yourself by putting me down, Jean, if that'll make your loss on Riptide feel any better. The truth is that you're put in a predictament. You never thought that you'd be riding a loss into Massive Assault, did you, Jean? You thought that you'd ride into Massive Assault, you'd ride right into 'Simply Sensational' with a win under your belt. (shakes head) This isn't the case, Jean, and it scares you, doesn't it? That quite possibly, after Massive Assault, there will be two new entries into the career history of Jean Rabesque. His first submission in the ring, and his first back-to-back losses. And I'm sure it'll be even more bitter to know that those two milestones, Jean, will have been because of Sean Edmunds."
((Edmunds starts walking over to his luggage. He throws his wrestling attire into the luggage as well as some undershirts.))
EDMUNDS: "You're getting a little bit older each and every day, Jean. You're not the young pup you used to be. You might be hungry and determined and whatnot.. but you're going to wear down sooner or later. Your body is going to crash on itself one of these days. I'm ready for you, Jean. I've been ready for you since the day I stepped into the GLCW. Of course, you remember that, don't you? My first appearance in the GLCW? Of course you do. I was gunning for you right then. I didn't want anyone else but you, Jean. And I still don't. This is your chance to shut me up for good, Jean. Because after this match I'm moving on. I can't dwell down in the cellar of the GLCW with you forever, my friend. You think that you're going to make me submit, Jean? The only thing I need to do to hold on is look into your eyes. Because when I look into your eyes I see myself growing stronger. And in that ring, when you've got me down, I'll look into those eyes and I'll know that there's a reason to continue."
((Edmunds finishes packing his stuff and closes the suitcase. He props it up against the chair and sits in the chair, crossing his arms over his chest.))
EDMUNDS: "Jean this match means a lot to both of us. You want this match to continue your little legacy of not losing twice in a row, and not ever have given up... but also to prove to yourself that you still are superior to me. I need this match to finally clean out the ghosts in my closets. You've got a lot more riding on this match than you let on, Jean. Because it'll kill you inside if I come out victorious, won't it? No need to say it, Jean. I know it will, you know it will, everyone watching the match will know. You need to prove to yourself that you're still superior. (shakes head) thats a shame, Jean. A real shame. While you're dwelling in the aftermath of Riptide, you've got to realize that Massive Assault is a new beginning... its a new beginning for you're descension in the ranks of Great Lakes Championship Wrestling, Jean. It started at the house show .. it continued with Flatliner, and it will come to fruition at Massive Assault. I can hear it in your voice, Jean.. your fright. You can try to cover it up, you can try to deny it. But you don't want to be made the fool at Massive Assault. You want to try to grasp on to the only thing that you have left here.. and that's your undefeated streak against me. You'll see at Massive Assault that you're no longer superior, Jean.. and I cannot wait until you finally acknowledge by SCREAMING 'I QUIT' in the middle of the ring, that Sean Edmunds is 'SIMPLY' (pauses) 'SENSATIONAL'!"
((FADEOUT: As Edmunds walks out of the shot.))
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Victoria's Secret.....
((FADEIN: The scene fades in to Lady V who has a microphone in hand and is jogging down the hallway.))
LADY V: "I got word that 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds is leaving the building, and he declined a request for an interview from behind his lockerroom door, but I'm going to try to catch him face to face.."
((Lady V turns a corner and there getting a drink at the table is Edmunds. He looks up, sees Lady V and groans audibly.))
LADY V: "Edmunds! Don't move! I've got orders to interview you and I will!"
EDMUNDS: "I told you before, and I'll tell you again, V, I don't want to talk."
LADY V: "Too bad, Commish said so."
EDMUNDS: " (sighs) Fine, what the hell do you want?"
LADY V: "Well, to ask some questions of course."
EDMUNDS: "Listen, I don't got a lot of time. My plane leaves for Boston in only a few hours..."
LADY V: "It'll be quick, I promise."
EDMUNDS: "If it isn't, I'm holding you accountable and you can explain it to my business associates...."
LADY V: "Oh please, we all know that your business associates is actually your grandmother who owns EC Enterprises...."
EDMUNDS: "THAT IS ONLY A RUMOR!" (Edmunds blushes)
LADY V: "Whatever, Edmunds. Let's get this rolling. Jean Rabesque has stated that while he acknowledges you have talent in the ring, he thinks that your actions outside of the ring are pathetic.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting her off) "Jean Rabesque can think whatever the hell he wants to think. He can diminish what skills he thinks I have and he can resort to calling me names like pathetic, but he's only trying to cover up his insecurity."
LADY V: "Insecurity? What do you..."
EDMUNDS: "Mean? I mean that Rabesque is more insecure now that he's ever been. And he's trying to cover it up with this whole 'Im more focused now than ever' junk. He's coming off a loss to Flatliner, and he knows that he's got me at Massive Assault. He was looking at defeat in Toledo, and he knows that defeat isn't going to escape him this time."
LADY V: "Speaking of Toledo"
EDMUNDS: (cutting her off again) "Toledo is in the past. No matter what anyone says, the fact of the matter is it was me who won that match by my pure manhandling of Rabesque. And Jean can complain and whine all he wants about how I used the exposed turnbuckle to knock him out. But the fact of the matter is it was my right hook that knocked him out. He looks for any way to try to diminish the fact that he had his ass handed to him that night."
LADY V: "He said that you trying to make your point failed.."
EDMUNDS: "No it didnt. He knows this. He knows that I let him off. And I'm sure as hell that he's thanking me for that now. I mean, had I finished what I started at Toledo, then he would have had two straight losses after Riptide. (smiles) And then history would have been made again with three straight losses after Assault."
LADY V: "Tony Ross, when interviewing Rabesque earlier, stated that you guys had a lot of history together, including most recently in the WWL, and GLCW ..."
EDMUNDS: "Of course we've had history with each other. It started in the WWL when I first started out in professional wrestling. Jean Rabesque, the ever so willing instructor, took me under his wing ... but even then I realized that I could do much better on my own. So I threw him to the side."
LADY V: "But you've never beaten him."
EDMUNDS: "What's your point? I'm going to make history at Massive Assault when I make Jean Rabesque submit. And as for our history most recently in the WWL? There wasn't any. Except when I single handedly won the WWL World Tag Team titles by beating him and Suicide... but you know, thats about it in the WWL."
LADY V: "He made a fuss before about how he was the WWL World Champion while you were in the league.."
EDMUNDS: "That's all it was, a fuss. He's trying to make more out of nothing. The fact of the matter was that I had held the WWL World Title for nine months. I am, and will forever be now, the longest continuously reigning WWL World Champion ever. Rabesque came into the federation after I had given the title up to try to work on bringing credibility to the Tag Team titles. Look it up, Lady V, look it up ANYONE, not once while Jean Rabesque was WWL World Champion, or for that matter, not once AFTER I gave the title up, did I ever ask for a Title shot. Not ONCE while he was World Champion did I even say a word to him. I didn't want Jean Rabesque in the World Wrestling League.. I wanted to wait until I was good and ready to take Jean Rabesque on. There were too many things on my plate in the WWL.."
LADY V: "Like bringing it down to its knees and forcing it out of business...."
EDMUNDS: "THAT's NOT TRUE!!!" (Edmunds blushes again)
LADY V: "Well, Edmunds, is there anything else you want to say, or should I let you go crawling back to your Baci now?"
EDMUNDS: "I oughta get you fired, Lady V.."
LADY V: "No chance.."
EDMUNDS: "Aw, that's right, you blow the Com.."
((Lady V slaps Edmunds in the face before he can finish the sentence.))
LADY V: "Don't even.."
EDMUNDS: (holding his face) "You want some last words? Here they are.. Massive Assault is going to be years of culmination of HATE between Jean Rabesque and Sean Edmunds. There's only one way that match is going to end... and thats by someone saying 'I QUIT'. I can damn well tell you right here and right now that there's no way I am going to say those two words. I've worked TOO HARD TOO LONG to finally get Jean Rabesque in this position. I'm going to make him suffer. Why? Because he's weak. Because he's insecure. I started breaking him down at Toledo. And now I'm going to finish tearing him off his pedestal at Massive Assault. Because only when I hear Jean Rabesque yell 'I QUIT' at Massive Assault will I stop going after him. He cares only about winning..... I care about making my point. And my point, JEAN, is that you are no longer able to hold this trance over me... Come Massive Assault, you will do what I've been doing for years... and that is failing."
((Edmunds walks away and out the EXIT door.))
LADY V: "OK, you guys got all that? I think we irked him a little. (chuckles) I was expecting him to flip when I slapped him. Guess I knocked some sense into him. (chuckles) Alright, let's get this back to the cutting room."
((FADEOUT))
((FADEIN: The scene fades in to Lady V who has a microphone in hand and is jogging down the hallway.))
LADY V: "I got word that 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds is leaving the building, and he declined a request for an interview from behind his lockerroom door, but I'm going to try to catch him face to face.."
((Lady V turns a corner and there getting a drink at the table is Edmunds. He looks up, sees Lady V and groans audibly.))
LADY V: "Edmunds! Don't move! I've got orders to interview you and I will!"
EDMUNDS: "I told you before, and I'll tell you again, V, I don't want to talk."
LADY V: "Too bad, Commish said so."
EDMUNDS: " (sighs) Fine, what the hell do you want?"
LADY V: "Well, to ask some questions of course."
EDMUNDS: "Listen, I don't got a lot of time. My plane leaves for Boston in only a few hours..."
LADY V: "It'll be quick, I promise."
EDMUNDS: "If it isn't, I'm holding you accountable and you can explain it to my business associates...."
LADY V: "Oh please, we all know that your business associates is actually your grandmother who owns EC Enterprises...."
EDMUNDS: "THAT IS ONLY A RUMOR!" (Edmunds blushes)
LADY V: "Whatever, Edmunds. Let's get this rolling. Jean Rabesque has stated that while he acknowledges you have talent in the ring, he thinks that your actions outside of the ring are pathetic.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting her off) "Jean Rabesque can think whatever the hell he wants to think. He can diminish what skills he thinks I have and he can resort to calling me names like pathetic, but he's only trying to cover up his insecurity."
LADY V: "Insecurity? What do you..."
EDMUNDS: "Mean? I mean that Rabesque is more insecure now that he's ever been. And he's trying to cover it up with this whole 'Im more focused now than ever' junk. He's coming off a loss to Flatliner, and he knows that he's got me at Massive Assault. He was looking at defeat in Toledo, and he knows that defeat isn't going to escape him this time."
LADY V: "Speaking of Toledo"
EDMUNDS: (cutting her off again) "Toledo is in the past. No matter what anyone says, the fact of the matter is it was me who won that match by my pure manhandling of Rabesque. And Jean can complain and whine all he wants about how I used the exposed turnbuckle to knock him out. But the fact of the matter is it was my right hook that knocked him out. He looks for any way to try to diminish the fact that he had his ass handed to him that night."
LADY V: "He said that you trying to make your point failed.."
EDMUNDS: "No it didnt. He knows this. He knows that I let him off. And I'm sure as hell that he's thanking me for that now. I mean, had I finished what I started at Toledo, then he would have had two straight losses after Riptide. (smiles) And then history would have been made again with three straight losses after Assault."
LADY V: "Tony Ross, when interviewing Rabesque earlier, stated that you guys had a lot of history together, including most recently in the WWL, and GLCW ..."
EDMUNDS: "Of course we've had history with each other. It started in the WWL when I first started out in professional wrestling. Jean Rabesque, the ever so willing instructor, took me under his wing ... but even then I realized that I could do much better on my own. So I threw him to the side."
LADY V: "But you've never beaten him."
EDMUNDS: "What's your point? I'm going to make history at Massive Assault when I make Jean Rabesque submit. And as for our history most recently in the WWL? There wasn't any. Except when I single handedly won the WWL World Tag Team titles by beating him and Suicide... but you know, thats about it in the WWL."
LADY V: "He made a fuss before about how he was the WWL World Champion while you were in the league.."
EDMUNDS: "That's all it was, a fuss. He's trying to make more out of nothing. The fact of the matter was that I had held the WWL World Title for nine months. I am, and will forever be now, the longest continuously reigning WWL World Champion ever. Rabesque came into the federation after I had given the title up to try to work on bringing credibility to the Tag Team titles. Look it up, Lady V, look it up ANYONE, not once while Jean Rabesque was WWL World Champion, or for that matter, not once AFTER I gave the title up, did I ever ask for a Title shot. Not ONCE while he was World Champion did I even say a word to him. I didn't want Jean Rabesque in the World Wrestling League.. I wanted to wait until I was good and ready to take Jean Rabesque on. There were too many things on my plate in the WWL.."
LADY V: "Like bringing it down to its knees and forcing it out of business...."
EDMUNDS: "THAT's NOT TRUE!!!" (Edmunds blushes again)
LADY V: "Well, Edmunds, is there anything else you want to say, or should I let you go crawling back to your Baci now?"
EDMUNDS: "I oughta get you fired, Lady V.."
LADY V: "No chance.."
EDMUNDS: "Aw, that's right, you blow the Com.."
((Lady V slaps Edmunds in the face before he can finish the sentence.))
LADY V: "Don't even.."
EDMUNDS: (holding his face) "You want some last words? Here they are.. Massive Assault is going to be years of culmination of HATE between Jean Rabesque and Sean Edmunds. There's only one way that match is going to end... and thats by someone saying 'I QUIT'. I can damn well tell you right here and right now that there's no way I am going to say those two words. I've worked TOO HARD TOO LONG to finally get Jean Rabesque in this position. I'm going to make him suffer. Why? Because he's weak. Because he's insecure. I started breaking him down at Toledo. And now I'm going to finish tearing him off his pedestal at Massive Assault. Because only when I hear Jean Rabesque yell 'I QUIT' at Massive Assault will I stop going after him. He cares only about winning..... I care about making my point. And my point, JEAN, is that you are no longer able to hold this trance over me... Come Massive Assault, you will do what I've been doing for years... and that is failing."
((Edmunds walks away and out the EXIT door.))
LADY V: "OK, you guys got all that? I think we irked him a little. (chuckles) I was expecting him to flip when I slapped him. Guess I knocked some sense into him. (chuckles) Alright, let's get this back to the cutting room."
((FADEOUT))
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(the screen comes in backstage on Lady V, where she stands next to Jean Rabesque, who is dressed in his all-black street gear, gym bag over his shoulder, shades and bandana on, as he looks upon her)
Lady V: “Well, I’m hoping this goes a bit smoother than the last one of these that I tried. I stand here with Jean Rabesque, as he prepares to meet Sean Edmunds at Massive Assault. Jean, I’m sure you’ve heard what Mr. Edmunds had to say when I caught up to him. Throughout the entire time I spoke with him, he continued to mention one word when describing you. That word was insecure, how does that make you feel, and would you use that word to describe yourself?”
Rabesque: (chuckling) Come on Lady V, what kind of response do you think you’re going to get? You’ve known me for a long time, and these people watching this have known me for a long time. I’m the best damn wrestler in the world, and there is NO ONE in the world that has proved that otherwise. If anything, I’m secure in myself more than at any time in my career. When I started out in this business, I made a lot of claims. Those had to do with how I was the best in the business, about how I could outwrestle anyone. To be honest with you, I made some of those comments in the dark, because I didn’t know everybody and I knew there was uncharted territory. But now, after all these years, after all the places I’ve been, all the opponents I’ve faced, not one has changed that fact.”
Lady V: “And how would you respond to Edmunds’ claim that he ‘let you off’ when you two faced each other at a house show in Toledo?”
Rabesque: “Sure he did. I haven’t denied the fact. Sean Edmunds had me beat, bar none, no question. An exposed turnbuckle and a right hook I didn’t see coming knocked me out cold. Fine, it happened Sean, congratulations. But once again, I’ve told you all along that I don’t care about making points, I care about winning matches, and at Toledo, I beat you. Again, bar none, no question. And while we’re on the topic, what does that make it now Sean, EIGHT? Eight times? You know, I’ve been kicking your ass for so long I might have lost track but last I checked in eight tries you have still yet to beat me one on one. But back to Toledo, I have openly admitted that you’re probably better in a taped fist match than me. Hell, you ARE better than me at that kind of match. It’s not my thing, why deny it? But hey, I still beat you, and in the end, that’s what matters.”
Lady V: “And then Edmunds went onto mention some of your history in the past, but if my recollection is right, some of his account seemed a bit hazy, would you care to elaborate?”
Rabesque: “Sure, because it kind of struck me as well. Sean, you said that our experience together started in WWL when you started wrestling. What? You taken a couple too many chair shots to the head? Sean, I never joined WWL until right before..... well, right before I became their world champion. Sean, we go back to the NFWA, when I beat you there. It then traveled onto AFWC, and I beat you there. I keenly remember a tournament in ACW, and I beat you there as well. Then, after a little while longer, and even more ass beatings, finally came WWL. And yes, at one point I extended my hand to you. I offered to teach you something because I did see a glimmer of potential in you Sean. You declined, and the rest as they say is history. Now, I know you’ll claim that you were better off without me, but let’s be real here Sean.”
Lady V: “And what about his continued reference to the WWL World Title that he held for nine months?”
Rabesque: “Come on Sean, give it up. Yeah, you held that title for a really long time, and I’ll ask you once again, who did you beat for that title? Was it Shane Douglas? (laughs) Or how about that little runt Rey Misterio, Jr.? Was he jumping at the time? Hell, he was world champion at one time down there...wasn’t he? Or how about that no-talent punk like Candido? Sure, it’s easy to hold a world title WHEN THERE IS NO TALENT IN THE LEAGUE. But let me ask you yet another question Sean. When talent eventually did come into the league, and you were beaten for the title, who was it that beat you? Well, again, I’m not sure, it seems to be fuzzy, but, but, wasn’t it Hellion? Yeah, I think it was. And hey, wasn’t it Hellion that I beat, TWICE, to both win and retain that title? (chuckles) It’s kind of funny how that stuff works out, isn’t it? So, Sean, while you were off fighting the Douglas’ , the Misterios, and God-forbid the Candidos of the world, I was beating the Hellions, the Mansons, and the Matthews’ of the world. So, congratulations on being the champ of NOTHING for nine months. And as far as your lack of title shots during my reign? (chuckles) Sean, you had to be ranked in the top 10 to get a shot, and you just didn’t cut it. I held that title and defended that title against everyone who was worthy until circumstances caused me to leave the WWL. My loss to Massacre, I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again, it’s simply called doing business the right way.”
Lady V: “After I smacked that tar out of Edmunds, (they both smile) he had some pretty strong closing comments toward you. Would you care to comment on any of those?”
Rabesque: “Sean, this isn’t a culmination of years of hatred as you like to describe it. But, that requires the hatred come from both sides. I don’t hate you, Sean, I’ve told you before, I pity you. You have invested so much time into this, only to fall on the short end once again. Hate is such a personal term, and I really hold no personal feelings towards you. This....is strictly business, and I’m going to go into Massive Assault and do what I have to do, to accomplish one thing, and one thing only, winning the match! Sean, you care about making the point so much, but don’t you understand that that’s what will cost you the match? Don’t you get that? You obviously don’t, and that plays into everything I’ve been talking about, You just don’t have a clue.
Lady V: “Any final comments....?”
Rabesque: “Yeah, I got one more thing. Sean, toughness isn’t something that’s developed. You either have it..... or you don’t. Think back, Sean, back in the day. Remember the figure 4? Do you remember TAPPING OUT to it? (chuckles) I do. You were a quitter then and nothing’s changed. You haven’t developed an ability to withstand pain! But me, search for footage of me tapping out. Come on, I DARE YOU! I never have, and I never will quit, PERIOD. Sure, you can knock me out, you can do whatever you want with a taped fist Sean, that’s fine, but you CANNOT make me quit. I can, I already have. Now, Lady V, if you’ll excuse me.”
(Rabesque exits to the left)
Lady V: “There ya go, Jean Rabesque preparing for battle, and I didn’t even have to smack him across the face to get some comments from him!”
(she smiles as we fade out)
(the screen comes in backstage on Lady V, where she stands next to Jean Rabesque, who is dressed in his all-black street gear, gym bag over his shoulder, shades and bandana on, as he looks upon her)
Lady V: “Well, I’m hoping this goes a bit smoother than the last one of these that I tried. I stand here with Jean Rabesque, as he prepares to meet Sean Edmunds at Massive Assault. Jean, I’m sure you’ve heard what Mr. Edmunds had to say when I caught up to him. Throughout the entire time I spoke with him, he continued to mention one word when describing you. That word was insecure, how does that make you feel, and would you use that word to describe yourself?”
Rabesque: (chuckling) Come on Lady V, what kind of response do you think you’re going to get? You’ve known me for a long time, and these people watching this have known me for a long time. I’m the best damn wrestler in the world, and there is NO ONE in the world that has proved that otherwise. If anything, I’m secure in myself more than at any time in my career. When I started out in this business, I made a lot of claims. Those had to do with how I was the best in the business, about how I could outwrestle anyone. To be honest with you, I made some of those comments in the dark, because I didn’t know everybody and I knew there was uncharted territory. But now, after all these years, after all the places I’ve been, all the opponents I’ve faced, not one has changed that fact.”
Lady V: “And how would you respond to Edmunds’ claim that he ‘let you off’ when you two faced each other at a house show in Toledo?”
Rabesque: “Sure he did. I haven’t denied the fact. Sean Edmunds had me beat, bar none, no question. An exposed turnbuckle and a right hook I didn’t see coming knocked me out cold. Fine, it happened Sean, congratulations. But once again, I’ve told you all along that I don’t care about making points, I care about winning matches, and at Toledo, I beat you. Again, bar none, no question. And while we’re on the topic, what does that make it now Sean, EIGHT? Eight times? You know, I’ve been kicking your ass for so long I might have lost track but last I checked in eight tries you have still yet to beat me one on one. But back to Toledo, I have openly admitted that you’re probably better in a taped fist match than me. Hell, you ARE better than me at that kind of match. It’s not my thing, why deny it? But hey, I still beat you, and in the end, that’s what matters.”
Lady V: “And then Edmunds went onto mention some of your history in the past, but if my recollection is right, some of his account seemed a bit hazy, would you care to elaborate?”
Rabesque: “Sure, because it kind of struck me as well. Sean, you said that our experience together started in WWL when you started wrestling. What? You taken a couple too many chair shots to the head? Sean, I never joined WWL until right before..... well, right before I became their world champion. Sean, we go back to the NFWA, when I beat you there. It then traveled onto AFWC, and I beat you there. I keenly remember a tournament in ACW, and I beat you there as well. Then, after a little while longer, and even more ass beatings, finally came WWL. And yes, at one point I extended my hand to you. I offered to teach you something because I did see a glimmer of potential in you Sean. You declined, and the rest as they say is history. Now, I know you’ll claim that you were better off without me, but let’s be real here Sean.”
Lady V: “And what about his continued reference to the WWL World Title that he held for nine months?”
Rabesque: “Come on Sean, give it up. Yeah, you held that title for a really long time, and I’ll ask you once again, who did you beat for that title? Was it Shane Douglas? (laughs) Or how about that little runt Rey Misterio, Jr.? Was he jumping at the time? Hell, he was world champion at one time down there...wasn’t he? Or how about that no-talent punk like Candido? Sure, it’s easy to hold a world title WHEN THERE IS NO TALENT IN THE LEAGUE. But let me ask you yet another question Sean. When talent eventually did come into the league, and you were beaten for the title, who was it that beat you? Well, again, I’m not sure, it seems to be fuzzy, but, but, wasn’t it Hellion? Yeah, I think it was. And hey, wasn’t it Hellion that I beat, TWICE, to both win and retain that title? (chuckles) It’s kind of funny how that stuff works out, isn’t it? So, Sean, while you were off fighting the Douglas’ , the Misterios, and God-forbid the Candidos of the world, I was beating the Hellions, the Mansons, and the Matthews’ of the world. So, congratulations on being the champ of NOTHING for nine months. And as far as your lack of title shots during my reign? (chuckles) Sean, you had to be ranked in the top 10 to get a shot, and you just didn’t cut it. I held that title and defended that title against everyone who was worthy until circumstances caused me to leave the WWL. My loss to Massacre, I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again, it’s simply called doing business the right way.”
Lady V: “After I smacked that tar out of Edmunds, (they both smile) he had some pretty strong closing comments toward you. Would you care to comment on any of those?”
Rabesque: “Sean, this isn’t a culmination of years of hatred as you like to describe it. But, that requires the hatred come from both sides. I don’t hate you, Sean, I’ve told you before, I pity you. You have invested so much time into this, only to fall on the short end once again. Hate is such a personal term, and I really hold no personal feelings towards you. This....is strictly business, and I’m going to go into Massive Assault and do what I have to do, to accomplish one thing, and one thing only, winning the match! Sean, you care about making the point so much, but don’t you understand that that’s what will cost you the match? Don’t you get that? You obviously don’t, and that plays into everything I’ve been talking about, You just don’t have a clue.
Lady V: “Any final comments....?”
Rabesque: “Yeah, I got one more thing. Sean, toughness isn’t something that’s developed. You either have it..... or you don’t. Think back, Sean, back in the day. Remember the figure 4? Do you remember TAPPING OUT to it? (chuckles) I do. You were a quitter then and nothing’s changed. You haven’t developed an ability to withstand pain! But me, search for footage of me tapping out. Come on, I DARE YOU! I never have, and I never will quit, PERIOD. Sure, you can knock me out, you can do whatever you want with a taped fist Sean, that’s fine, but you CANNOT make me quit. I can, I already have. Now, Lady V, if you’ll excuse me.”
(Rabesque exits to the left)
Lady V: “There ya go, Jean Rabesque preparing for battle, and I didn’t even have to smack him across the face to get some comments from him!”
(she smiles as we fade out)
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The Traveling Tony...
((FADEIN: Outside the gates of Edmunds Estates. Standing there bundled up is Tony Ross, looking quite annoyed.))
ROSS: "What did I ever do wrong to Krusher that he went and sends me out here?"
CAMERAMAN: "Maybe its a privilege."
ROSS: "Coming out to Boston to talk to Sean Edmunds is not a privilege.. its hellacious. I'm not going to get a word in edgewise."
CAMERAMAN: "I think they just buzzed you in."
((Tony opens up the gate and walks through. CUTTO: Now inside the home of Sean Edmunds. Edmunds is walking around in windbreakers and a tight tee. He is talking on his cellphone as Tony Ross enters the front door.))
EDMUNDS: "All right, I gotta go. (BLEEP) brains is here. Yea, alright .. ok, I'll see you there."
((Edmunds puts his cell in his pocket and walks over to Tony with a smug look on his face.))
EDMUNDS: "Tony, buddy.. I see Krusher sent you.. I guess Lady V had an, uh, appointment today? (Edmunds laughs) "
ROSS: "Listen, I'm here to ask you questions, get responses, then leave. I don't want to get involved in anything that's going to get me in hot water. I am not going to respond to anything you say outside of the match you have with Rabesque at Massive Assault."
EDMUNDS: "All right, all right. No need to get your panties in a bunch, Tony."
ROSS: "Ok. Let's start. There has been much ta.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "You're right let's start. And let me start off by saying that Jean Rabesque, there is no doubt in anyone's mind that the match we had in Toledo was merely a precursor to whats going to happen on Massive Assault."
ROSS: "But certaintly the circumstances were differe..."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "Different? Of course they were. The match at Massive Assault isnt a taped fists match. It's an 'I Quit' match. The I Quit match will take more wits and determination and skill than the Taped Fists match. But the outcome will still be the same with one minor change. 'Simply Sensational' will still hold Jean Rabesque's future in his hands, but this time I dont plan on letting him go. At Massive Assault he is stuck with me until one of us says those two words. It's all going to come down to who has more intelligence, who has more determination .. and (smiles) who has more skills."
ROSS: "Well by your smiling, you must think that you obviously have those three things..."
EDMUNDS: "Of course I do, Tony! C'mon now! Jean Rabesque is out of his (BLEEP) ing mind if he believes he can hang around in the ring with 'Simply Sensational'. The fact is he's losing steps left and right. Look at his last two matches, Tony.. Look at them. He was manhandled both times. And the only reason he doesn't have his first two back to back losses is because of myself. Because I let him go. And you can sure as hell bank on it that he thanks me secretly every day. But he won't be that lucky again. Massive Assault is a different ball game.."
ROSS: "You've said that this is the culmination of you and Rabesque's battles..."
EDMUNDS: "It is. Because once I finally prove to Rabesque and to the rest of the world that 'Simply Sensational' has surpassed him then there is no reason to dwell in obscurity with him. He has grandeur dreams of facing Michael Manson and Golem and whoever. The fact is, he just doesn't have it anymore. After Massive Assault, I'm through with Rabesque. Seven years is a long time to wait to get your revenge, but it'll be revenge so sweet once I become the first person to make him submit in the middle of the ring."
ROSS: "He said earlier that if you think you're going to make him submit than you are even more stup..."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "I know what he said, Tony. And if you dare repeat it ever again.... But Jean Rabesque is talking with hurt pride right now. Flatliner and Kraven took the wind out of his sails on Riptide, and I scratched the surface when he woke up and finally realized that 'you know what? Perhaps Sean Edmunds is a little bit better than the last time I faced him.' And Jean should be careful of his history lessons, Tony.. because I think his senority has been causing some alzheimers. But instead of making Rabesque the fool in this interview, I'll just wait so that I can show the entire world that he truly is pathetic. I've used the past to build towards the future, Jean. Everytime that we had fought before I took something away from it. Massive Assault you will see the finished product of all those painstaking defeats. Because they'll be coming back to bite you in the ass."
ROSS: "What do you think about Rabesque's comments on your quality of opponents while WWL World Champion?"
EDMUNDS: "Once again a flaw Rabesque has. He twists history to make himself look perfect. The fact of the matter is, I was World Champion when the likes of Nevada Smith came into the promotion.. I beat the Hellions and the Billy Matthews as well. And I've been looking for that victory over Manson, Rabesque. I guess I need to look some more because I haven't found it yet. And me not cutting it to get a World title shot? Let me spell it out for you Jean.... R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!!! You should know more than anyone how inept the ranking system was. After all, you shouldn't even had gotten a Title shot for months, but instead you got it in what? Your second match? Don't give me (BLEEP) about not cutting it for a title shot. If I wanted a title shot I would have gotten one. PLAIN and SIMPLE. Hell, Jean. I don't even know what you've been thinking. It just seems that whenever you open your mouth more stupidity flows forth. I just hope the next two words I hear out of your mouth are 'I Quit'.. but unfortunately, Jean, I, and the rest of the people in the world will have to listen to you..."
ROSS: "Jean says that this isn't a match about hate like you've said it is, because he doesn't hate you as much as he pities you."
EDMUNDS: "Well one thing Jean doesn't have to worry about is me getting my priorities mixed up at Massive Assault. You see, the only point I am going to get across this time will be when I make him submit in the ring. Because my point is that 'Simply Sensational' is twice, hell thrice the wrestler that Jean Rabesque is. He's been stuck in his dilussional world for so long, without any creativity or desire to change, that he's stuck. He's stuck, Tony. And he'll always be stuck. My one priority in this match is to win. So now, my priority and the point I will get across are one and the same. How can Jean Rabesque overcome that? He can't. And he'll begin to see it once we step into that ring. And Jean, you say that toughness isn't something that I can develop? You slowly but surely begin to build a tolerance to pain. Any imbocile knows this, why don't you? I can handle a lot more pain than I used to. And while you may have loosened up my knee a little at Riptide, (smiles) I'll loosen up the rest of your body at Assault until you're lying in the ring like a little girl crying for your mother."
ROSS: "Thank you, Sean, I'm going to head out now to ge.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "You will leave when I am finished. And luckily for you thats pretty damned close. Jean, as much as you don't believe it, I can withstand the pain more than I have been before. And if that means I gotta take some pain killers before the match, well (winks) naw, I wouldn't do that to you. Because I can beat you any day of the week. I proved that to you in Toledo, and I'll be sure this time to finish the job at Massive Assault. And Jean, I am not going to bother wasting my time trying to look through footage trying to find you submitting. If there is or isn't any, that's ok, because I don't want to have to sit through the same boring (BLEEP) over and over again. Your matches are almost as painful to watch as your promos. Hell, for all I know, the video tape could be on repeat and I'd think I was watching 'JEAN RABESQUE's GREATEST MATCHES'. I'll see you at Massive Assault, Jean. But be prepared for history to be made. And this time, Jean? You'll be the fool."
ROSS: "Alright let's get out of here."
EDMUNDS: "And tell Krusher that the next time he sends ANYONE to interview me, they can shove it. I'm done with you guys."
ROSS: "Okay, will do.. (to cameraman) lets get out of here fast I gotta leave."
((FADEOUT: As Ross and the cameraman exit through the front door. FTB as the door shuts.))
((FADEIN: Outside the gates of Edmunds Estates. Standing there bundled up is Tony Ross, looking quite annoyed.))
ROSS: "What did I ever do wrong to Krusher that he went and sends me out here?"
CAMERAMAN: "Maybe its a privilege."
ROSS: "Coming out to Boston to talk to Sean Edmunds is not a privilege.. its hellacious. I'm not going to get a word in edgewise."
CAMERAMAN: "I think they just buzzed you in."
((Tony opens up the gate and walks through. CUTTO: Now inside the home of Sean Edmunds. Edmunds is walking around in windbreakers and a tight tee. He is talking on his cellphone as Tony Ross enters the front door.))
EDMUNDS: "All right, I gotta go. (BLEEP) brains is here. Yea, alright .. ok, I'll see you there."
((Edmunds puts his cell in his pocket and walks over to Tony with a smug look on his face.))
EDMUNDS: "Tony, buddy.. I see Krusher sent you.. I guess Lady V had an, uh, appointment today? (Edmunds laughs) "
ROSS: "Listen, I'm here to ask you questions, get responses, then leave. I don't want to get involved in anything that's going to get me in hot water. I am not going to respond to anything you say outside of the match you have with Rabesque at Massive Assault."
EDMUNDS: "All right, all right. No need to get your panties in a bunch, Tony."
ROSS: "Ok. Let's start. There has been much ta.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "You're right let's start. And let me start off by saying that Jean Rabesque, there is no doubt in anyone's mind that the match we had in Toledo was merely a precursor to whats going to happen on Massive Assault."
ROSS: "But certaintly the circumstances were differe..."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "Different? Of course they were. The match at Massive Assault isnt a taped fists match. It's an 'I Quit' match. The I Quit match will take more wits and determination and skill than the Taped Fists match. But the outcome will still be the same with one minor change. 'Simply Sensational' will still hold Jean Rabesque's future in his hands, but this time I dont plan on letting him go. At Massive Assault he is stuck with me until one of us says those two words. It's all going to come down to who has more intelligence, who has more determination .. and (smiles) who has more skills."
ROSS: "Well by your smiling, you must think that you obviously have those three things..."
EDMUNDS: "Of course I do, Tony! C'mon now! Jean Rabesque is out of his (BLEEP) ing mind if he believes he can hang around in the ring with 'Simply Sensational'. The fact is he's losing steps left and right. Look at his last two matches, Tony.. Look at them. He was manhandled both times. And the only reason he doesn't have his first two back to back losses is because of myself. Because I let him go. And you can sure as hell bank on it that he thanks me secretly every day. But he won't be that lucky again. Massive Assault is a different ball game.."
ROSS: "You've said that this is the culmination of you and Rabesque's battles..."
EDMUNDS: "It is. Because once I finally prove to Rabesque and to the rest of the world that 'Simply Sensational' has surpassed him then there is no reason to dwell in obscurity with him. He has grandeur dreams of facing Michael Manson and Golem and whoever. The fact is, he just doesn't have it anymore. After Massive Assault, I'm through with Rabesque. Seven years is a long time to wait to get your revenge, but it'll be revenge so sweet once I become the first person to make him submit in the middle of the ring."
ROSS: "He said earlier that if you think you're going to make him submit than you are even more stup..."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "I know what he said, Tony. And if you dare repeat it ever again.... But Jean Rabesque is talking with hurt pride right now. Flatliner and Kraven took the wind out of his sails on Riptide, and I scratched the surface when he woke up and finally realized that 'you know what? Perhaps Sean Edmunds is a little bit better than the last time I faced him.' And Jean should be careful of his history lessons, Tony.. because I think his senority has been causing some alzheimers. But instead of making Rabesque the fool in this interview, I'll just wait so that I can show the entire world that he truly is pathetic. I've used the past to build towards the future, Jean. Everytime that we had fought before I took something away from it. Massive Assault you will see the finished product of all those painstaking defeats. Because they'll be coming back to bite you in the ass."
ROSS: "What do you think about Rabesque's comments on your quality of opponents while WWL World Champion?"
EDMUNDS: "Once again a flaw Rabesque has. He twists history to make himself look perfect. The fact of the matter is, I was World Champion when the likes of Nevada Smith came into the promotion.. I beat the Hellions and the Billy Matthews as well. And I've been looking for that victory over Manson, Rabesque. I guess I need to look some more because I haven't found it yet. And me not cutting it to get a World title shot? Let me spell it out for you Jean.... R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!!! You should know more than anyone how inept the ranking system was. After all, you shouldn't even had gotten a Title shot for months, but instead you got it in what? Your second match? Don't give me (BLEEP) about not cutting it for a title shot. If I wanted a title shot I would have gotten one. PLAIN and SIMPLE. Hell, Jean. I don't even know what you've been thinking. It just seems that whenever you open your mouth more stupidity flows forth. I just hope the next two words I hear out of your mouth are 'I Quit'.. but unfortunately, Jean, I, and the rest of the people in the world will have to listen to you..."
ROSS: "Jean says that this isn't a match about hate like you've said it is, because he doesn't hate you as much as he pities you."
EDMUNDS: "Well one thing Jean doesn't have to worry about is me getting my priorities mixed up at Massive Assault. You see, the only point I am going to get across this time will be when I make him submit in the ring. Because my point is that 'Simply Sensational' is twice, hell thrice the wrestler that Jean Rabesque is. He's been stuck in his dilussional world for so long, without any creativity or desire to change, that he's stuck. He's stuck, Tony. And he'll always be stuck. My one priority in this match is to win. So now, my priority and the point I will get across are one and the same. How can Jean Rabesque overcome that? He can't. And he'll begin to see it once we step into that ring. And Jean, you say that toughness isn't something that I can develop? You slowly but surely begin to build a tolerance to pain. Any imbocile knows this, why don't you? I can handle a lot more pain than I used to. And while you may have loosened up my knee a little at Riptide, (smiles) I'll loosen up the rest of your body at Assault until you're lying in the ring like a little girl crying for your mother."
ROSS: "Thank you, Sean, I'm going to head out now to ge.."
EDMUNDS: (cutting him off) "You will leave when I am finished. And luckily for you thats pretty damned close. Jean, as much as you don't believe it, I can withstand the pain more than I have been before. And if that means I gotta take some pain killers before the match, well (winks) naw, I wouldn't do that to you. Because I can beat you any day of the week. I proved that to you in Toledo, and I'll be sure this time to finish the job at Massive Assault. And Jean, I am not going to bother wasting my time trying to look through footage trying to find you submitting. If there is or isn't any, that's ok, because I don't want to have to sit through the same boring (BLEEP) over and over again. Your matches are almost as painful to watch as your promos. Hell, for all I know, the video tape could be on repeat and I'd think I was watching 'JEAN RABESQUE's GREATEST MATCHES'. I'll see you at Massive Assault, Jean. But be prepared for history to be made. And this time, Jean? You'll be the fool."
ROSS: "Alright let's get out of here."
EDMUNDS: "And tell Krusher that the next time he sends ANYONE to interview me, they can shove it. I'm done with you guys."
ROSS: "Okay, will do.. (to cameraman) lets get out of here fast I gotta leave."
((FADEOUT: As Ross and the cameraman exit through the front door. FTB as the door shuts.))
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Guilty as Charged
(the screen comes in on the GLCW banner, no interviewer, no fluff, just a man and his comments, soon Jean Rabesque can be seen walking in front of the banner, dressed in his normal all black attire, including sunglasses and bandana, he removes the shades, looks into the camera, and speaks)
Rabesque: I guess we call it fitting that it’s about time to scrap the whole interview process, and get down to business. You see, Sean, we’ve been pursued by the big interviewing names in the business, Lady V, Tony Ross, whomever, and from watching you, I just can’t take it anymore. They try to ask you insightful questions, they try to get something new out of you, and yet you continued to give the same answer to everything for the past two weeks, and I don’t think the world can take any more of it. Yes, we all know that you think you can beat us. We all know that you think for some God-forsaken reason that I’ve lost a step. We all know that I consume your pathetic existence and you feel that this match at Massive Assault is some sort of culmination. We all know that for some strange reason you feel the constant need to be more long-winded than me. WE KNOW SEAN! GIVE IT UP! Move on, pick up a hobby, meet some new friends, I don’t care what you have to do, FIND SOMETHING OTHER THAN REPEATING THE SAME DAMN CRAP OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!!
But, what the hell? While I’m at it, might as well respond YET AGAIN to the repetition. First of all, to this ridiculous argument involving the WWL Title. Yes, Sean, you were the champion when such men as Nevada Smith entered the league. (laughs) And that’s also when you LOST the title. All you did there was prove my point Sean. I’ve said all along you were the champion when everyone entered the league. It was just AFTER they joined the league that you suddenly ceased being a champion and conveniently nestled yourself into the midcard that was the tag team championship at that point.
And while we’re on the subject, this whole atmosphere still seems to be new to you Sean. Probably because whenever you’re in a league with any talent whatsoever, that’s where you always end up. Whatever league it may be Sean, you might have your little run at the top, but it was short-lived. Myself, on the other hand, I’ve made my life at the top of the marquee. Whether it was my ENTIRE run in WWL, or hell, even that abortion the IWF, or AFWC, or FWF, and even all the way back to when I main evented for the NFWA back in 1997!!!! How about stip matches? When you’re wrestling midcard curtain jerk matches, I’ve been in WarGames!!! While you were warming up the crowd, I follow with ladder matches, submission matches, First Blood Matches, you name it, I’ve been there!!!
Now, as far as me losing a step. You base that on what? Because I had Flatliner beat? Because I dominated when of the most devastating forces of our business over the past ten years? Is that what you’re going on? If that’s it, fine, I plead guilty as charged. And if I am washed-up, then you’re just going to have to deal with having a washed-up has-been beating your ass at Massive Assault! That’s all, Sean. You have ZERO proof that I’ve lost a step. You’re like a gossip reporter on a slow week. You have nothing, no information for a story, so you do everything in your power to try to fabricate something. You see that Jean Rabesque lost to Flatliner, and so you think he’s lost a step. You fail to look at the fact that he’s in the best shape of his life, that he’s beaten everything in sight over the past few years. That in the last 2 years, has lost exactly TWO singles matches, and that without interference, he has been unbeatable in the GLCW. Sound washed up? Once again, if that’s what you want to believe, guilty as charged.
(he smiles and takes a moment to collect his thoughts)
And next, how about that history lesson we mentioned? Where did I go wrong, Sean? Tell me where I lied! You don’t remember, well, hell, let me show you!
(CUTTO: Circa 1998, ACW can be seen in the ring, it is the quarterfinals of the ACW Title tournament, Jean Rabesque has Sean Edmunds in the Figure 4 Leglock, Edmunds struggles for a bit, before finally submitting the match, CUTTO: Rabesque in the studio)
I’m not making this up Sean, it happened, and I beat you then just like I’ll beat you again. You see, Sean, you really have NOTHING. You claim my matches are boring, but damn, watch the crowd. Watch them explode when I enter the ring, watch how they appreciate my matches! Come on Sean, wake up, everybody sees it but you. I might be old-school, I might actually stick to WRESTLING, but isn’t that what the GLCW is supposed to be? That’s who we are, and I’m the best at it!! Save the SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT for some other place, maybe you can take that stupid crap up to Boston, this is Great Lakes Championship WRESTLING, and I’m going to outwrestle you just like I have to everyone else!!! And then..... I’m going to make you say the two magic words, just like you did all those years ago.
Seven years is a long time Sean, but is this really the culmination of anything? Some may say yes, but I think I have to disagree. Something culminating would generally require some kind of rivalry, and a rivalry requires some kind of parody. Eight matches, eight Jean Rabesque wins. Does that constitute a rivalry? I would have to say no Sean. And it does concern me that this match means so much to you, but at the same time, I know it won’t matter. Yesterday, today, tomorrow, I’m still the best damn wrestler going today, and you’re just the next name on my list. I already made my point at Riptide (chuckles), now it’s time to get the win. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen comes in on the GLCW banner, no interviewer, no fluff, just a man and his comments, soon Jean Rabesque can be seen walking in front of the banner, dressed in his normal all black attire, including sunglasses and bandana, he removes the shades, looks into the camera, and speaks)
Rabesque: I guess we call it fitting that it’s about time to scrap the whole interview process, and get down to business. You see, Sean, we’ve been pursued by the big interviewing names in the business, Lady V, Tony Ross, whomever, and from watching you, I just can’t take it anymore. They try to ask you insightful questions, they try to get something new out of you, and yet you continued to give the same answer to everything for the past two weeks, and I don’t think the world can take any more of it. Yes, we all know that you think you can beat us. We all know that you think for some God-forsaken reason that I’ve lost a step. We all know that I consume your pathetic existence and you feel that this match at Massive Assault is some sort of culmination. We all know that for some strange reason you feel the constant need to be more long-winded than me. WE KNOW SEAN! GIVE IT UP! Move on, pick up a hobby, meet some new friends, I don’t care what you have to do, FIND SOMETHING OTHER THAN REPEATING THE SAME DAMN CRAP OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!!
But, what the hell? While I’m at it, might as well respond YET AGAIN to the repetition. First of all, to this ridiculous argument involving the WWL Title. Yes, Sean, you were the champion when such men as Nevada Smith entered the league. (laughs) And that’s also when you LOST the title. All you did there was prove my point Sean. I’ve said all along you were the champion when everyone entered the league. It was just AFTER they joined the league that you suddenly ceased being a champion and conveniently nestled yourself into the midcard that was the tag team championship at that point.
And while we’re on the subject, this whole atmosphere still seems to be new to you Sean. Probably because whenever you’re in a league with any talent whatsoever, that’s where you always end up. Whatever league it may be Sean, you might have your little run at the top, but it was short-lived. Myself, on the other hand, I’ve made my life at the top of the marquee. Whether it was my ENTIRE run in WWL, or hell, even that abortion the IWF, or AFWC, or FWF, and even all the way back to when I main evented for the NFWA back in 1997!!!! How about stip matches? When you’re wrestling midcard curtain jerk matches, I’ve been in WarGames!!! While you were warming up the crowd, I follow with ladder matches, submission matches, First Blood Matches, you name it, I’ve been there!!!
Now, as far as me losing a step. You base that on what? Because I had Flatliner beat? Because I dominated when of the most devastating forces of our business over the past ten years? Is that what you’re going on? If that’s it, fine, I plead guilty as charged. And if I am washed-up, then you’re just going to have to deal with having a washed-up has-been beating your ass at Massive Assault! That’s all, Sean. You have ZERO proof that I’ve lost a step. You’re like a gossip reporter on a slow week. You have nothing, no information for a story, so you do everything in your power to try to fabricate something. You see that Jean Rabesque lost to Flatliner, and so you think he’s lost a step. You fail to look at the fact that he’s in the best shape of his life, that he’s beaten everything in sight over the past few years. That in the last 2 years, has lost exactly TWO singles matches, and that without interference, he has been unbeatable in the GLCW. Sound washed up? Once again, if that’s what you want to believe, guilty as charged.
(he smiles and takes a moment to collect his thoughts)
And next, how about that history lesson we mentioned? Where did I go wrong, Sean? Tell me where I lied! You don’t remember, well, hell, let me show you!
(CUTTO: Circa 1998, ACW can be seen in the ring, it is the quarterfinals of the ACW Title tournament, Jean Rabesque has Sean Edmunds in the Figure 4 Leglock, Edmunds struggles for a bit, before finally submitting the match, CUTTO: Rabesque in the studio)
I’m not making this up Sean, it happened, and I beat you then just like I’ll beat you again. You see, Sean, you really have NOTHING. You claim my matches are boring, but damn, watch the crowd. Watch them explode when I enter the ring, watch how they appreciate my matches! Come on Sean, wake up, everybody sees it but you. I might be old-school, I might actually stick to WRESTLING, but isn’t that what the GLCW is supposed to be? That’s who we are, and I’m the best at it!! Save the SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT for some other place, maybe you can take that stupid crap up to Boston, this is Great Lakes Championship WRESTLING, and I’m going to outwrestle you just like I have to everyone else!!! And then..... I’m going to make you say the two magic words, just like you did all those years ago.
Seven years is a long time Sean, but is this really the culmination of anything? Some may say yes, but I think I have to disagree. Something culminating would generally require some kind of rivalry, and a rivalry requires some kind of parody. Eight matches, eight Jean Rabesque wins. Does that constitute a rivalry? I would have to say no Sean. And it does concern me that this match means so much to you, but at the same time, I know it won’t matter. Yesterday, today, tomorrow, I’m still the best damn wrestler going today, and you’re just the next name on my list. I already made my point at Riptide (chuckles), now it’s time to get the win. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
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Sentenced ....
((FADEIN: The camera fades into to the back of a limo. Sitting on the seat in the back, staring out the closed window is 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds. He just stares out the window and doesn't turn his head to face the camera.))
EDMUNDS: "Funny that. Jean Rabesque being the one telling someone that it is they who repeat things over and over again. That they are the one who is becoming stale. That the repetition is unnecessary. See, to me and to the rest of the wrestling world, Jean Rabesque is synomonous with stale.. with repetition .. That he's chalk full of the same message just recycled, not even subtly, so he can spew it over and over again. And yet! There he stood before me, telling me that the wrestling world 'GETS IT!'. That I should stop! (Edmunds turns his head) Jean! Are you delirious? Are you so blind that you cannot even see that you are the king of all that? Or have you become so stuck in the rut of repetition that you don't even realize how tired your message has become? Do you honestly believe people still think that you are the greatest wrestler in the world? When they have the Maelstroms, the Michael Mansons and the Golems out there? When there are the Nevada Smiths and Copycats and others who aren't even in the GLCW out there? Surely you must be kidding all of us! I'm sorry for you, Jean. I'm sorry because after Massive Assault there won't be any more solace for you. You won't be able to say that you're the greatest wrestler in the world, and have people believe it ... no matter how STUPID they are. You won't be able to see Michael Manson and the GLCW Heavyweight title in your sights ... and Golem will be gone as well... and you won't have me anymore to look back upon as your whipping boy. Because I will have succeeded where I failed before. You will come tumbling down from that pedestal, Jean. And you'll continue to fall while I move on."
((Edmunds pauses and looks out the window again. In the back window, one can see that the arena is in the background.))
EDMUNDS: "Jean, I don't want to dwell on the issue with the WWL World title. You're too thickheaded and stupid to even try to explain the situation to. So I'll try to make it simple for you, Jean. I was and still am the longest reigning WWL World champion in the HISTORY of the World Wrestling League. There's no disputing that, Jean. And like you like to say, it doesn't matter the circumstances, as long as its in the history books, right? Isn't that what you like to say Jean? I don't care anymore. I don't care what you say.. I'm finished talking about the WWL World title. I made that damn league .. and I broke it. That's all that matters to me."
((Edmunds turns his head to look at the camera again. He smirks somewhat before talking..))
EDMUNDS: "You think I care, Jean? You think I care that you think that this whole things seems new to me? I don't. I'm sorry to say it, Jean, but I don't. You just don't inspire awe in me anymore. Your whole history lesson of how I have spent my entire 11 year career doing curtain jerk matches is simply ridiculous. But then again, you don't really have a grasp on history that well anyway. But once again, I don't want to make you look any more stupid than you already do, Jean. But let me just maybe add some insight into what I'm talking about, and believe me Jean, its not the ACW ... so here's four little clues, ok Jean? The first is N ... for NEVER ... the second is F ... for F(FCC)KING ... the third is W ... for WRESTLED ... and the last is A ... for AT .. But Jean, perhaps you think I have .. and maybe in your head you believe that you've beaten me there many atimes ... but likewise, its all in your head Jean. Because it didn't happen. It's happened elsewhere, sure, like in the ACW ... but it never happened there. And if you're going to continue to construe history to try to make yourself look better, than you are going to have a hell of a job to do after Massive Assault, Jean. How are you going to do it? How are you going to make yourself look good when our match is over and you're lying in the middle of the ring swarming with self-pity because you just said the two words that you never thought you would say? Of course, why should I ask this now, right? I mean, you don't even know how you'd feel .. nevertheless what you'd say to try to lessen the sting, right? Sure, you had your defense from the get go in the Taped Fists match saying that it wasn't your thing ... and that you'll probably lose. That's fine and good, Jean. Taped Fists match really isn't my thing either .. but you fail to look past yourself and at your opponents. It's ok, Jean. In time the pain of Massive Assault will lessen. In time the memories of you submitting in the center of the ring will soon fade away. And in time, Jean .. the hurt pride of yours will heal so that you'll finally be able to see that the better man won at Massive Assault."
((The limo pulls up to the front of the arena. The driver gets out of his door and walks around and opens Edmunds'. Edmunds tells him to get his bags from the back and the driver does so. Edmunds sits in the car still while the door is open.))
EDMUNDS: "Hear this, Jean. You stick to wrestling? So do I! What makes you think that I do not? Have I really left you so drained that you start making claims that I am not a professional wrestler? That I am more of a sports entertainer? What the (BLEEP) is your problem, Jean? Can you not stand to see that I am better than you so that you try to put me down? The only thing I take to Boston is WRESTLING, Jean, because thats what I do .. I wrestle! And no matter how much you think that I am pathetic because of my use of a gimmick, no matter how much you think that I am pathetic because of my ability to be marketed, I at least know whats going on. I at least am able to look past my own ego and notice that 'hey, Jean Rabesque knows how to wrestle.' I don't degrade you and call you a wrestling wannabe, Jean. I don't try to degrade you by saying you don't know how to wrestle. You are the pathetic one, Jean, because not only do you construe history in your own favor, but you also try to downplay my abilities in the ring. Get it through your thick skull, Jean.. 'Simply Sensational' isn't into sports entertainment. I've been wrestling non stop for the past 11 years, and I will continue to wrestle for another 11 if I have to. You, on the other hand, cannot afford to look forward to such a bright future. Because in your future is Massive Assault.. and the 'I Quit' match. Your future brings you Sean Edmunds. And I'll say it again, Jean, since you're so fond of repetition.. Your future brings with it new history ... courtesy of 'Simply Sensational'. Prepare to not only lose this match Jean ... not only gain your first back to back losses ever ... not only to submit for the first time in your career ... but prepare to finally be humbled by Sean Edmunds .. because as I walk out of that ring at Massive Assault victorious, Jean ... I'm going to cut that string from my finger that has bounded me to you all these years.."
((FADEOUT: As Edmunds gets out of the limo and shuts the door. FTB.))
((FADEIN: The camera fades into to the back of a limo. Sitting on the seat in the back, staring out the closed window is 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds. He just stares out the window and doesn't turn his head to face the camera.))
EDMUNDS: "Funny that. Jean Rabesque being the one telling someone that it is they who repeat things over and over again. That they are the one who is becoming stale. That the repetition is unnecessary. See, to me and to the rest of the wrestling world, Jean Rabesque is synomonous with stale.. with repetition .. That he's chalk full of the same message just recycled, not even subtly, so he can spew it over and over again. And yet! There he stood before me, telling me that the wrestling world 'GETS IT!'. That I should stop! (Edmunds turns his head) Jean! Are you delirious? Are you so blind that you cannot even see that you are the king of all that? Or have you become so stuck in the rut of repetition that you don't even realize how tired your message has become? Do you honestly believe people still think that you are the greatest wrestler in the world? When they have the Maelstroms, the Michael Mansons and the Golems out there? When there are the Nevada Smiths and Copycats and others who aren't even in the GLCW out there? Surely you must be kidding all of us! I'm sorry for you, Jean. I'm sorry because after Massive Assault there won't be any more solace for you. You won't be able to say that you're the greatest wrestler in the world, and have people believe it ... no matter how STUPID they are. You won't be able to see Michael Manson and the GLCW Heavyweight title in your sights ... and Golem will be gone as well... and you won't have me anymore to look back upon as your whipping boy. Because I will have succeeded where I failed before. You will come tumbling down from that pedestal, Jean. And you'll continue to fall while I move on."
((Edmunds pauses and looks out the window again. In the back window, one can see that the arena is in the background.))
EDMUNDS: "Jean, I don't want to dwell on the issue with the WWL World title. You're too thickheaded and stupid to even try to explain the situation to. So I'll try to make it simple for you, Jean. I was and still am the longest reigning WWL World champion in the HISTORY of the World Wrestling League. There's no disputing that, Jean. And like you like to say, it doesn't matter the circumstances, as long as its in the history books, right? Isn't that what you like to say Jean? I don't care anymore. I don't care what you say.. I'm finished talking about the WWL World title. I made that damn league .. and I broke it. That's all that matters to me."
((Edmunds turns his head to look at the camera again. He smirks somewhat before talking..))
EDMUNDS: "You think I care, Jean? You think I care that you think that this whole things seems new to me? I don't. I'm sorry to say it, Jean, but I don't. You just don't inspire awe in me anymore. Your whole history lesson of how I have spent my entire 11 year career doing curtain jerk matches is simply ridiculous. But then again, you don't really have a grasp on history that well anyway. But once again, I don't want to make you look any more stupid than you already do, Jean. But let me just maybe add some insight into what I'm talking about, and believe me Jean, its not the ACW ... so here's four little clues, ok Jean? The first is N ... for NEVER ... the second is F ... for F(FCC)KING ... the third is W ... for WRESTLED ... and the last is A ... for AT .. But Jean, perhaps you think I have .. and maybe in your head you believe that you've beaten me there many atimes ... but likewise, its all in your head Jean. Because it didn't happen. It's happened elsewhere, sure, like in the ACW ... but it never happened there. And if you're going to continue to construe history to try to make yourself look better, than you are going to have a hell of a job to do after Massive Assault, Jean. How are you going to do it? How are you going to make yourself look good when our match is over and you're lying in the middle of the ring swarming with self-pity because you just said the two words that you never thought you would say? Of course, why should I ask this now, right? I mean, you don't even know how you'd feel .. nevertheless what you'd say to try to lessen the sting, right? Sure, you had your defense from the get go in the Taped Fists match saying that it wasn't your thing ... and that you'll probably lose. That's fine and good, Jean. Taped Fists match really isn't my thing either .. but you fail to look past yourself and at your opponents. It's ok, Jean. In time the pain of Massive Assault will lessen. In time the memories of you submitting in the center of the ring will soon fade away. And in time, Jean .. the hurt pride of yours will heal so that you'll finally be able to see that the better man won at Massive Assault."
((The limo pulls up to the front of the arena. The driver gets out of his door and walks around and opens Edmunds'. Edmunds tells him to get his bags from the back and the driver does so. Edmunds sits in the car still while the door is open.))
EDMUNDS: "Hear this, Jean. You stick to wrestling? So do I! What makes you think that I do not? Have I really left you so drained that you start making claims that I am not a professional wrestler? That I am more of a sports entertainer? What the (BLEEP) is your problem, Jean? Can you not stand to see that I am better than you so that you try to put me down? The only thing I take to Boston is WRESTLING, Jean, because thats what I do .. I wrestle! And no matter how much you think that I am pathetic because of my use of a gimmick, no matter how much you think that I am pathetic because of my ability to be marketed, I at least know whats going on. I at least am able to look past my own ego and notice that 'hey, Jean Rabesque knows how to wrestle.' I don't degrade you and call you a wrestling wannabe, Jean. I don't try to degrade you by saying you don't know how to wrestle. You are the pathetic one, Jean, because not only do you construe history in your own favor, but you also try to downplay my abilities in the ring. Get it through your thick skull, Jean.. 'Simply Sensational' isn't into sports entertainment. I've been wrestling non stop for the past 11 years, and I will continue to wrestle for another 11 if I have to. You, on the other hand, cannot afford to look forward to such a bright future. Because in your future is Massive Assault.. and the 'I Quit' match. Your future brings you Sean Edmunds. And I'll say it again, Jean, since you're so fond of repetition.. Your future brings with it new history ... courtesy of 'Simply Sensational'. Prepare to not only lose this match Jean ... not only gain your first back to back losses ever ... not only to submit for the first time in your career ... but prepare to finally be humbled by Sean Edmunds .. because as I walk out of that ring at Massive Assault victorious, Jean ... I'm going to cut that string from my finger that has bounded me to you all these years.."
((FADEOUT: As Edmunds gets out of the limo and shuts the door. FTB.))