Decisions

[SouthernBoy]

{{...FADE-IN: Shane Southern stands in front of an CSWA backdrop. He's dressed in jeans, cowboy boots and a CHICAGO CUBS baseball jersey. Plastered right in the center of his forehead is a large, square bandaide...}}

SHANE SOUTHERN : " Hornet ... "

(..Southern shakes his head pinches the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger..)

" Ya know ... "

(..Southern pauses again, then takes a deep breath, trying to focus..)

" I've debated what ta' say when tha' cameras startin' rollin' Hornet. I've gone back n' forth since tha' match was announced yester'day, tryin' ta' come up tha' words ... "

" Yet here I stand ... atta' loss. "

" Ya' see, normally, I'd come out here, n' talk ah'bout our last match. Ah' thirty minute classic that coulda' gone either way. Or I'd talk ah'bout tha' first time we ever met, a lesson learned by me ... a match that changed tha' direction of mah' career, even though it was a loss. "

" NORMALLY, I'd come out n' give you tha' respect you deserve n' tell ya' that we could bring down tha' house once ah'gain ... "

" ... but after tha' last few weeks in tha' NFW, I honestly have no idea what ta' say. "

" I could leave it alone, n' handle it over there ... I could come at you full force HERE, without knowin' just what you've got up that super-hero sleeve of yers. I could ignore it and HOPE it goes away. "

" I'll tell ya' what BIG MAN ... YOU decide. But remember, yer messin' with my PERSONAL life. I didn't bring it to tha' fore-front, I wasn't tha' one that made it public knowledge. You've got somethin' that, no matter how much YOU paid for it, belongs ta' ME. If you make tha' WRONG decision, you'll pay for THAT with more than just tha' green-backs in yer wallet. "

" It's time ta' END this Hornet. I've allowed it ta' be too much uva' distraction. It can be HERE, it can be THERE ... but until tha' decision is MADE, I'm gonna' be all over yer ass like stink on sh[*BLEEP*]. "

" Either way, pretty soon ... "

" Party's Over. "

{{...FADE OUT...}}

 

[Chad]

Decisions Made

(Hornet is back in CSWA territory, as noted by backdrop behind him. An "on sale" event for the next ON TIME has just completed, and he's wearing a CSWA polo shirt and jeans as he stand just in front of the logo.)

You...at a loss, Shane? No words for the man whose friendly advice you threw back in his face a few months ago?

I told you to be honest, Shane. I told you that no amount of blackmail being held over your head was worth holding in a secret, no matter how big it might be.

But you didn't listen, and so we ended up with the sexual escapades of Shane Southern and Mrs. Ryconik on sale to the highest bidder. Your marriage...ended. Your family... torn apart. And your fans, well at least those who care, disappointed.

But guess who the highest bidder was? Don't threaten me about "messin' with your personal life," Shane. If there's anybody around that knows anything about the business and personal lives colliding, you're talking to him.

You might believe you're not the one that brought it up...but you did, the night you decided to cheat on your wife with somebody in the business. Hey, I'm not playing holier-than-thou here, I got nailed for exactly the same thing...the only difference was I didn't have a ring on my finger.

What I decide to do with the proof of your escapades belongs down in Charleston, Shane, although I have no doubt it'll spill over into our match at SHOWTIME. You should know me well enough by now to realize what's going to happen... but then again, you should've taken my advice in the first place.

This isn't about "I told you so's" though, Shane. It's not about your affair or your current split personality. It's about much more than that. You know what I'm talking about.

And if you don't. You will. Just know... that I know.

(fadeout)