TBirdSCIL
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[updated:LAST EDITED ON Aug-29-02 AT 01:19 AM (EDT)](FADE-IN: Tony Ross and Rick Wiseman sit behind the announcer's table, looking out over the capacity crowd of the Kohl Arena. The camera pans around, taking in the screaming fans holding up signs that say "EL DIABLO", "JOBBER = WINNER","I WANT LADY V" and "WHERE'S NEMESIS?" The shot goes back to Ross and Wiseman, who proceed with the night's duties.)
TONY ROSS: "Well wrestling fans, a jam-packed start to an action-packed evening."
RICK WISEMAN: "I'll say Tony, and we still have nine-tenths of the show left!"
T.R.: "To warm up our audience to the next match, we're going to show a segment with Nick Kurtel, filmed earlier this week.
(CUT-TO: Nick Kurtel's apartment living room. The typical couch-facing-tv arrangement can be seen, as well as countless days of newspapers, looming ever-so deftly next to a lamp. Nick sits seemingly impatiently on the couch, turning the remote over and over in his hand. The orange glow of morning sunlight crawls across the floor and just barely laps at his ankles. A moment later, the GLCW's own Lady Veronica steps into the room, obviously having been here long enough to know where the bathroom is. She sits down in a conveniently-placed chair across from Nick and begins to speak.)
LADY VERINICA: "So, where were we?
NICK KURTEL: "We hadn't really started yet, but whatever."
LADY V: (sneers) "Thank you ever so much, Nick. (changing moods dramatically) Now, what's the deal with you? Hardly anyone knows you."
NICK: "Yea, that's to be expected. Ya leave for a year, everything changes."
LADY V: "And why DID you leave?"
NICK: "Well, that's pretty personal right there... but I had some family issues last summer. You know how it goes, dad not approving of the career, claiming he "has no son!", stuff like that. Geez, and I couldn't take it anymore. So I went back to good old Boston to clear things up. But it seems nothing in life ever truly works out completely. I missed the action too much, missed the intrigue."
LADY V: "I see... so pretty boy felt alone in the world and missed his family. Lovely story. So you dealt with that, took a year off, and then decided to come back. But why GLCW?"
NICK: "I figured why go back to a fed where I've beaten half the guys, gotten into trouble with the other half, and been left to the wayside when it came to title shots? I know a coupl'a people here, and the fed itself seems to be run pretty smoothly. And dang if the interviewers aren't cozying up in my own humble home. So fine, so fine. (Lady V makes as if to walk over to Nick and slap him one across the face, but declines.)
LADY V: "So, you're here to what...'bring something new to GLCW'? 'Change the fed how you see fit'? 'Create a new era'?"
NICK: "Now there's the kicker. I'm here for many of the same reasons most of the wrestlers are. Win titles, have fun, beat the crap out of people, and yea bring something new to the fed. I'm not gonna tell ya what that is, though. You'll just all have to wait by the television with your popcorn and Juicy Juices to see. I don't plan on changing GLCW how I see fit, no. But I do plan on making some changes, like most, I would assume. Those of you who remember me, remember me as the (glancing at Lady V) 'pretty boy.' But if ya had a match with me, you found out looks aren't everything. Regardless, I was tagged as the innocent kid, the rook' who just happened to do pretty freakin’ well. Well, I may be a rookie here, but I know how to play the game. Only thing is, I got a new addition to that game... That's all I got for ya, sweet thing."
LADY V: (turns to the camera) Thank you, Nick Kurtel, and good luck in your debut matchup against Chris O'Neill! This is Lady Veronica for GLCW."
(CUT-TO: Matt Faley standing in the middle of the ring. CUE-UP: "The Breakdown" by Tantric, as Nick Kurtel comes down the aisle. He wears wrestling trunks, and waves up to the fans. He gets a mediocre pop, as the crowd has just seen his promo, and Nick soaks in the attention. He runs under the ropes, and stands awaiting his opponent.)
MATT FALEY: “Making his debut here in GLCW, weighing 220 pounds, from Boston, Massachusetts... NICKKK KURTELL”
(CUE-UP: “Down with the Sickness” by disturbed, and the “Lost Cause” makes his way down the ramp, not even paying any attention to the mixed reaction, mostly boos, he’s receiving. He dons black UFO’s, white shoes, and a black hooded sweatshirt. He takes the hoodie off as he steps between the bottom and middle rope, eyeing Kurtel from across the ring.)
M.F: “And his opponent, from Scotch Plains, New Jersey... weighing in at 227, the “Lost Cause,” Chris O’Neill!”
TONY ROSS: “And the bell rings, and this one here is under way.”
RICK WISEMAN: “And they start off with a lock up, not traditional for the lightweights, but all right. Both men are new to the GLCW and O’Neill is relatively new to wrestling itself. O’Neill had his first match last week, and this is Kurtel’s GLCW debut. These two high-flyers should really pull out all the stops tonight.”
T.R: ”And the action starts with O’Neill getting a quick press slam on the newbie. And he’s going up top! Already?! He leaps off with a split-legged sault and Kurtel easily rolls out of the way. Both men up, Kurtel whips O’Neill to the ropes and goes for a hurracarana, which O’Neill counters into a sitting powerbomb. Both men are down, as O’Neill must have hit his tailbone on that one.”
R.W.: “Thirty seconds into the match, two high-risk moves, and two costly miscalculations. These lightweights may fly, but they better start thinking a bit smarter before they put their bodies at such a risk. Otherwise their illustrious careers may only last a few weeks.”
T.R.: “Good point, Rick. It’s better to play the game intelligently, than lose it all on a unnecessary risk so early in a match. Powell is almost at five and both men are slowing getting to their feet. O’Neill out of no where with a swinging neckbreaker! Wasting no time, he slaps on a version of the sharpshooter. He’s not taking any chances with Kurtel getting to his feet without some fight.
R.W.:”Kurtel’s fighting it, fighting it... and he reaches for the ropes... He got it!”
T.R.:”The hold is broken, and O’Neill pulls Kurtel to the center of the ring. Monkey flip into the corner, Kurtel is staggering. O’Neill hooks him, German suplex... with the bridge! 1...2... no! Kurtel is up, and he lays O’Neill out with a desperation, rising clothesline. Both men... no, O’Neill is up. He’s got Kurtel in a front facelock, and he’s running to the corner... tornado DDT! With the floatover now, 1...2... and again Kurtel is up at two. O’Neill is really trying to put this match away quickly, and once again he puts Kurtel down with a submission... this time an STF. He’s way too close to the ropes, and Kurtel will get the break before any noticeable damage could be done. Kurtel whips O’Neill to the ropes, telegraphs another hurracarana and O’Neill picks up on it! Kurtel is up, and O’Neill lifts him up for the powerbomb. Kurtel turns on O’Neill’s shoulders and falls back, planting O’Neill’s head and neck into the mat. Amazing counter to the powerbomb."
R.W.: “What’s this? A man is coming from the back with a balloon. He walks up on the apron, and ties the balloon to the top turnbuckle."
T.R.: “Kurtel drags O’Neill closer to the turnbuckle, goes up for a slingshot body splash, and O’Neill gets the knees up. That man is Xanatos. I’ve seen some tapes of him from the Boston indies. Is there some link between he and Nick Kurtel? Does that balloon have anything to do with O’Neill calling Nick Kurtel 'a clown' in the days before this bout?”
R.W.: “I don’t know Tony, it sure looks that way.”
T.R.: ”O’Neill picks up Kurtel, and it looks life his going for some belly-to-back... oh! A reverse uranage! Incredible move planting Kurtel’s face to the mat. And Xanatos has walked back up the aisle, to the backstage area.”
R.W.: “That reverse uranage was an incredible inversion of a certain company’s superstar finisher. O’Neill may not be the most electric performer in this industry, but he certainly is showing some promise here tonight.”
T.R.: ”And he hits a standing shooting star on Kurtel, and proceeds up top. F-THE SYSTEM!! O’Neill’s 450 splash! And he NAILS it! Oh, the momentum knocked O’Neill of the clean pin and halfway across the ring. Kurtel looks DEAD! Powell starts the ten count. 1...2...3...4...5... O’Neill is slowly stirring, and he’s up at 6. Kurtel doesn’t even look CONSCIOUS at this point. O’Neill begins to stagger slowly towards Kurtel, and straightens up! He wasn’t taken out at all by that move! He was just mocking Kurtel! And now he’s mocking the fans!"
R.W.: “We don’t need those kinds of gestures on family television.”
T.R.: “And it looks like rain for O’Neill as the jeers shower down on him.”
R.W.: “And it looks like curtains for Kurtel, as I still don’t think he’s woken up from that devastating 450".
T.R.: “Finally Powell convinces O’Neill to get back in this match, and O’Neill lays on the upper body of Kurtel. This is academic from here. 1...2...3... NO! Not three! Kurtel got his shoulder up and this crowd is going beserk! O’Neill is going postal, getting in Powell’s face about a slow-count, and Powell just pushing him off. Kurtel is up! And he taps O’Neill’s shoulder, O’Neill turns right into a sweeping chokeslam! 1...2...! O’Neill up at two and Kurtel is pumped with this crowd getting behind him. O;Neill whips Kurtel to the ropes and goes for a tilt-a-whirl, but Kurtel counters with a head-scissors takedown! The crowd is insane! Kurtel flies up the turnbuckle, THE FOLLY! The 450 elbow drop, and the cover... 1...2...3! Nick Kurtel has pulled off a debut win, due mostly to the arrogance of the “Lost Cause.” O’Neill is in shock!"
R.W.: “An amazing win for Nick Kurtel, and I hear Lady Veronica has caught up with Xanatos backstage.
(CUT-TO: Veronica is backstage with Xanatos.)
LADY V: “Who are you, and what are you doing here in the GLCW?”
XANATOS: “I figure Nicky here would want someone like me around. It ain't every day someone as grandiose and magnificent as I show up in a fed such as this to help such a man. What do you care, anyhow? I got my reasons. That balloon, ya'll may not know but they do. And I don't know 'bout Nicky, but that Chris kid needs HELP. Now, Nicky and I don't go back too far. I met him last summer up in Boston of all places. My manager, Jeremy, and I were takin a week off of the limelight at the beach and he shows up all sad. We started talkin and the rest is history. (looks at the camera) There's a bio if ya ever need one! Now get outta my face cuz you ain't half as important as me. Chris, we shall meet again, little man.”
(Fade to a commercial.)
TONY ROSS: "Well wrestling fans, a jam-packed start to an action-packed evening."
RICK WISEMAN: "I'll say Tony, and we still have nine-tenths of the show left!"
T.R.: "To warm up our audience to the next match, we're going to show a segment with Nick Kurtel, filmed earlier this week.
(CUT-TO: Nick Kurtel's apartment living room. The typical couch-facing-tv arrangement can be seen, as well as countless days of newspapers, looming ever-so deftly next to a lamp. Nick sits seemingly impatiently on the couch, turning the remote over and over in his hand. The orange glow of morning sunlight crawls across the floor and just barely laps at his ankles. A moment later, the GLCW's own Lady Veronica steps into the room, obviously having been here long enough to know where the bathroom is. She sits down in a conveniently-placed chair across from Nick and begins to speak.)
LADY VERINICA: "So, where were we?
NICK KURTEL: "We hadn't really started yet, but whatever."
LADY V: (sneers) "Thank you ever so much, Nick. (changing moods dramatically) Now, what's the deal with you? Hardly anyone knows you."
NICK: "Yea, that's to be expected. Ya leave for a year, everything changes."
LADY V: "And why DID you leave?"
NICK: "Well, that's pretty personal right there... but I had some family issues last summer. You know how it goes, dad not approving of the career, claiming he "has no son!", stuff like that. Geez, and I couldn't take it anymore. So I went back to good old Boston to clear things up. But it seems nothing in life ever truly works out completely. I missed the action too much, missed the intrigue."
LADY V: "I see... so pretty boy felt alone in the world and missed his family. Lovely story. So you dealt with that, took a year off, and then decided to come back. But why GLCW?"
NICK: "I figured why go back to a fed where I've beaten half the guys, gotten into trouble with the other half, and been left to the wayside when it came to title shots? I know a coupl'a people here, and the fed itself seems to be run pretty smoothly. And dang if the interviewers aren't cozying up in my own humble home. So fine, so fine. (Lady V makes as if to walk over to Nick and slap him one across the face, but declines.)
LADY V: "So, you're here to what...'bring something new to GLCW'? 'Change the fed how you see fit'? 'Create a new era'?"
NICK: "Now there's the kicker. I'm here for many of the same reasons most of the wrestlers are. Win titles, have fun, beat the crap out of people, and yea bring something new to the fed. I'm not gonna tell ya what that is, though. You'll just all have to wait by the television with your popcorn and Juicy Juices to see. I don't plan on changing GLCW how I see fit, no. But I do plan on making some changes, like most, I would assume. Those of you who remember me, remember me as the (glancing at Lady V) 'pretty boy.' But if ya had a match with me, you found out looks aren't everything. Regardless, I was tagged as the innocent kid, the rook' who just happened to do pretty freakin’ well. Well, I may be a rookie here, but I know how to play the game. Only thing is, I got a new addition to that game... That's all I got for ya, sweet thing."
LADY V: (turns to the camera) Thank you, Nick Kurtel, and good luck in your debut matchup against Chris O'Neill! This is Lady Veronica for GLCW."
(CUT-TO: Matt Faley standing in the middle of the ring. CUE-UP: "The Breakdown" by Tantric, as Nick Kurtel comes down the aisle. He wears wrestling trunks, and waves up to the fans. He gets a mediocre pop, as the crowd has just seen his promo, and Nick soaks in the attention. He runs under the ropes, and stands awaiting his opponent.)
MATT FALEY: “Making his debut here in GLCW, weighing 220 pounds, from Boston, Massachusetts... NICKKK KURTELL”
(CUE-UP: “Down with the Sickness” by disturbed, and the “Lost Cause” makes his way down the ramp, not even paying any attention to the mixed reaction, mostly boos, he’s receiving. He dons black UFO’s, white shoes, and a black hooded sweatshirt. He takes the hoodie off as he steps between the bottom and middle rope, eyeing Kurtel from across the ring.)
M.F: “And his opponent, from Scotch Plains, New Jersey... weighing in at 227, the “Lost Cause,” Chris O’Neill!”
TONY ROSS: “And the bell rings, and this one here is under way.”
RICK WISEMAN: “And they start off with a lock up, not traditional for the lightweights, but all right. Both men are new to the GLCW and O’Neill is relatively new to wrestling itself. O’Neill had his first match last week, and this is Kurtel’s GLCW debut. These two high-flyers should really pull out all the stops tonight.”
T.R: ”And the action starts with O’Neill getting a quick press slam on the newbie. And he’s going up top! Already?! He leaps off with a split-legged sault and Kurtel easily rolls out of the way. Both men up, Kurtel whips O’Neill to the ropes and goes for a hurracarana, which O’Neill counters into a sitting powerbomb. Both men are down, as O’Neill must have hit his tailbone on that one.”
R.W.: “Thirty seconds into the match, two high-risk moves, and two costly miscalculations. These lightweights may fly, but they better start thinking a bit smarter before they put their bodies at such a risk. Otherwise their illustrious careers may only last a few weeks.”
T.R.: “Good point, Rick. It’s better to play the game intelligently, than lose it all on a unnecessary risk so early in a match. Powell is almost at five and both men are slowing getting to their feet. O’Neill out of no where with a swinging neckbreaker! Wasting no time, he slaps on a version of the sharpshooter. He’s not taking any chances with Kurtel getting to his feet without some fight.
R.W.:”Kurtel’s fighting it, fighting it... and he reaches for the ropes... He got it!”
T.R.:”The hold is broken, and O’Neill pulls Kurtel to the center of the ring. Monkey flip into the corner, Kurtel is staggering. O’Neill hooks him, German suplex... with the bridge! 1...2... no! Kurtel is up, and he lays O’Neill out with a desperation, rising clothesline. Both men... no, O’Neill is up. He’s got Kurtel in a front facelock, and he’s running to the corner... tornado DDT! With the floatover now, 1...2... and again Kurtel is up at two. O’Neill is really trying to put this match away quickly, and once again he puts Kurtel down with a submission... this time an STF. He’s way too close to the ropes, and Kurtel will get the break before any noticeable damage could be done. Kurtel whips O’Neill to the ropes, telegraphs another hurracarana and O’Neill picks up on it! Kurtel is up, and O’Neill lifts him up for the powerbomb. Kurtel turns on O’Neill’s shoulders and falls back, planting O’Neill’s head and neck into the mat. Amazing counter to the powerbomb."
R.W.: “What’s this? A man is coming from the back with a balloon. He walks up on the apron, and ties the balloon to the top turnbuckle."
T.R.: “Kurtel drags O’Neill closer to the turnbuckle, goes up for a slingshot body splash, and O’Neill gets the knees up. That man is Xanatos. I’ve seen some tapes of him from the Boston indies. Is there some link between he and Nick Kurtel? Does that balloon have anything to do with O’Neill calling Nick Kurtel 'a clown' in the days before this bout?”
R.W.: “I don’t know Tony, it sure looks that way.”
T.R.: ”O’Neill picks up Kurtel, and it looks life his going for some belly-to-back... oh! A reverse uranage! Incredible move planting Kurtel’s face to the mat. And Xanatos has walked back up the aisle, to the backstage area.”
R.W.: “That reverse uranage was an incredible inversion of a certain company’s superstar finisher. O’Neill may not be the most electric performer in this industry, but he certainly is showing some promise here tonight.”
T.R.: ”And he hits a standing shooting star on Kurtel, and proceeds up top. F-THE SYSTEM!! O’Neill’s 450 splash! And he NAILS it! Oh, the momentum knocked O’Neill of the clean pin and halfway across the ring. Kurtel looks DEAD! Powell starts the ten count. 1...2...3...4...5... O’Neill is slowly stirring, and he’s up at 6. Kurtel doesn’t even look CONSCIOUS at this point. O’Neill begins to stagger slowly towards Kurtel, and straightens up! He wasn’t taken out at all by that move! He was just mocking Kurtel! And now he’s mocking the fans!"
R.W.: “We don’t need those kinds of gestures on family television.”
T.R.: “And it looks like rain for O’Neill as the jeers shower down on him.”
R.W.: “And it looks like curtains for Kurtel, as I still don’t think he’s woken up from that devastating 450".
T.R.: “Finally Powell convinces O’Neill to get back in this match, and O’Neill lays on the upper body of Kurtel. This is academic from here. 1...2...3... NO! Not three! Kurtel got his shoulder up and this crowd is going beserk! O’Neill is going postal, getting in Powell’s face about a slow-count, and Powell just pushing him off. Kurtel is up! And he taps O’Neill’s shoulder, O’Neill turns right into a sweeping chokeslam! 1...2...! O’Neill up at two and Kurtel is pumped with this crowd getting behind him. O;Neill whips Kurtel to the ropes and goes for a tilt-a-whirl, but Kurtel counters with a head-scissors takedown! The crowd is insane! Kurtel flies up the turnbuckle, THE FOLLY! The 450 elbow drop, and the cover... 1...2...3! Nick Kurtel has pulled off a debut win, due mostly to the arrogance of the “Lost Cause.” O’Neill is in shock!"
R.W.: “An amazing win for Nick Kurtel, and I hear Lady Veronica has caught up with Xanatos backstage.
(CUT-TO: Veronica is backstage with Xanatos.)
LADY V: “Who are you, and what are you doing here in the GLCW?”
XANATOS: “I figure Nicky here would want someone like me around. It ain't every day someone as grandiose and magnificent as I show up in a fed such as this to help such a man. What do you care, anyhow? I got my reasons. That balloon, ya'll may not know but they do. And I don't know 'bout Nicky, but that Chris kid needs HELP. Now, Nicky and I don't go back too far. I met him last summer up in Boston of all places. My manager, Jeremy, and I were takin a week off of the limelight at the beach and he shows up all sad. We started talkin and the rest is history. (looks at the camera) There's a bio if ya ever need one! Now get outta my face cuz you ain't half as important as me. Chris, we shall meet again, little man.”
(Fade to a commercial.)