Post by Rachel on Apr 14, 2007 22:43:35 GMT -5
The camera pans in on the capacity crowd filling the seats of the XVI arena. They're rowdy, in anticipation for the next best thing to happen, whatever that might be. Suddenly, "Smack That" by Akon pours out of the speakers. Standing at the top of the ramp is The Queen of Confrontation herself, Rachel! She comes barreling down the ramp wearing a pair of jeans, Justin boots and a red tank top. Her hair is pulled back with a few loose strands hanging in her face. Rachel climbs the steps to the ring and quickly slides between the ropes. She crosses over towards the announcers table where she is tossed a mic. Rachel moves to the center of the ring as the gargantuan crowd is cheering "Szaban...Szaban...Szaban!!!"
Rachel: Shut up!
The crowd boos.
Rachel: Whatever, you people are worthless. I don't need trash like you to get my paycheck signed...unlike some people...
The crowd instantaneously goes from a boo to a cheer and another Szaban chant starts up.
Rachel: Yeah, that's right, y'all know exactly who I am talking about. That's really cute, Matt. You come out here and you paint a picture. You try to make me look like a selfish, uncaring mother. You make it look as if I don't have my own daughter's best interest at heart! Ya know what...She's going to be fine. She was fine when YOU decided that we should get a divorce...Yeah - YOU! Did I ever try to use her as a manipulation tool? Did I ever try to convince her that Daddy is the reason that she gets two bedrooms? No, I didn't play the 'I'm the better parent so love me more' card. So go on and pretend like you tried to make it work...Go on an be Super-Szaban. He can fight in Iraq and still be home in time for Christmas! This action figure comes with actual inflating ego! Psh, give me a break. You want to step into this ring just as badly as I want to. You want to have your shot at me. I bet you're counting down the days until you can slip between those ropes, step in here, and beat the living hell out of me. This match didn't have to be scheduled...Things didn't have to go down like this. I did not come into this federation looking to pick a fight with you...Unfortunately, you had to open you big, cocky mouth and piss me off. You expected me to back down, like all the other opponents...All the other little nobodies who are too afraid to try you. I'm not one of them. Don't think for one minute that I am the least bit afraid of you. Don't get me wrong, Szaban. I'm not ignorant...I know that you're the "Champion of Champions"...
The crowd roars with approval.
Rachel: I know that you're "The One". I realize that you have that Championship belt in your possession for a reason, but just like all the other cocky bastards who rose to the top too fast for their little brains to comprehend...It can all end in 3 seconds flat. It can be over...1...2...3...You've made yourself several enemies on the way to greatness. You've gotten yourself suspended because you do not know when to stop. So if in the years to come, Rochelle looks back on this and decides that there's a direction to point the blame in, its going to be your direction. Its going to be written in history - Matt Szaban: One of the greatest wrestlers ever to step foot into the ring...Just didn't know when to keep his mouth shut.
Rachel drops the mic as her entrance/exit music starts playing. She climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp, the sound of loud booing can be heard behind her...
Rachel: Shut up!
The crowd boos.
Rachel: Whatever, you people are worthless. I don't need trash like you to get my paycheck signed...unlike some people...
The crowd instantaneously goes from a boo to a cheer and another Szaban chant starts up.
Rachel: Yeah, that's right, y'all know exactly who I am talking about. That's really cute, Matt. You come out here and you paint a picture. You try to make me look like a selfish, uncaring mother. You make it look as if I don't have my own daughter's best interest at heart! Ya know what...She's going to be fine. She was fine when YOU decided that we should get a divorce...Yeah - YOU! Did I ever try to use her as a manipulation tool? Did I ever try to convince her that Daddy is the reason that she gets two bedrooms? No, I didn't play the 'I'm the better parent so love me more' card. So go on and pretend like you tried to make it work...Go on an be Super-Szaban. He can fight in Iraq and still be home in time for Christmas! This action figure comes with actual inflating ego! Psh, give me a break. You want to step into this ring just as badly as I want to. You want to have your shot at me. I bet you're counting down the days until you can slip between those ropes, step in here, and beat the living hell out of me. This match didn't have to be scheduled...Things didn't have to go down like this. I did not come into this federation looking to pick a fight with you...Unfortunately, you had to open you big, cocky mouth and piss me off. You expected me to back down, like all the other opponents...All the other little nobodies who are too afraid to try you. I'm not one of them. Don't think for one minute that I am the least bit afraid of you. Don't get me wrong, Szaban. I'm not ignorant...I know that you're the "Champion of Champions"...
The crowd roars with approval.
Rachel: I know that you're "The One". I realize that you have that Championship belt in your possession for a reason, but just like all the other cocky bastards who rose to the top too fast for their little brains to comprehend...It can all end in 3 seconds flat. It can be over...1...2...3...You've made yourself several enemies on the way to greatness. You've gotten yourself suspended because you do not know when to stop. So if in the years to come, Rochelle looks back on this and decides that there's a direction to point the blame in, its going to be your direction. Its going to be written in history - Matt Szaban: One of the greatest wrestlers ever to step foot into the ring...Just didn't know when to keep his mouth shut.
Rachel drops the mic as her entrance/exit music starts playing. She climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp, the sound of loud booing can be heard behind her...