A long deserted road, seemingly going on forever...he runs on, thoughts flashing through his head of the year past, the year ahead...he reaches up to wipe sweat from his brow, grazing a cut on his head, a reminder of his confrontation with Kevin Powers...
A smile crosses his face as he shakes his head...part of the past...time to take steps forward, not back...
The road bends to the left, but he takes a dirt road to the other direction leading up to a sprawling ranch house...up the steps, into the front door...a few moments to catch his breath...
Twenty-five minutes, a shower and a shave later...and a GXW camera crew arrives to tape his preparation for his King of the Cage match...part of what the front office hopes to be many behind the scenes features...
Images roll across the screen, he glances between changing bandages as various Boogie Smallz interviews play by....many of them causing laughter....
"Talented on the mic, kid....."
After fifteen minutes or so, a match starts up...one of Boogie Smallz' matches against Christian Sands...this one took a special meaning for more than just Smallz due to recent events...but tonight the focus was on Boogie...
"The boy's got talent...I caught some of what he could do in CSWA but he really took off here didn't he?" (a smile and a glance at the camera crew)
"Well fellas, it's gonna be a good one no doubt. Basically what I'm doing here is getting a feel for the moveset, his mannerisms in the ring and so forth. I've been doing this for about a week now, since the card was announced, and will probably be doing so right up until showtime just to make sure I didn't overlook anything."
A question from off camera....
"Mostly cardiovascular work. There's a reason I've dropped from over four hundred pounds down to three-forty-five since my rookie year..."
A smile from Ryan and a chuckle from off camera...
"The basic weight training as well, of course...but a lot of running...LOTS of running....many times it comes down to who can outlast the other man. While skill is always the meat of what decides who beats who, when you go up against someone who's equally matched up with you in there...it comes down to stamina. Is Boogie good enough to make it come down to that?" (smile) "I dunno...." (shrug) "..We'll see I guess. He's made a good name for himself, but now we're gonna have to see how he can handle the spotlight."
The camera crew says their thanks....packs up their equipment...leaves finally....
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jan-22-03 AT 09:24 PM (EST)](FADE IN to the set of GXW Insider, hosted by Jason Grant. The stage is set up inside an empty Odyssey Arena, in a far corner where chairs will soon be placed for the big show. The GXW crew is in the background, rigging up the lighting Grant is sitting in a leather chair, holding a clipboard. The director gives him his cue and Grant opens the show.)
JG: Hello everyone and welcome to GXW Insider. We are coming to you today from the Odyssey Arena, just days away from the big event coming to you from Belfast, Northern Ireland…X-perience. And what a lineup it promises to be. From top to bottom, some terrific matches…some of which are matches for a tradition in here GXW and EWI before that, the King of the Cage tournament. My guest this evening is somewhat of a regular here on Insider and I’m sure he has a lot to say today, former Television champion…Boogie Smallz!
(CUE UP: “Black Superman” by Above The Law. Boogie walks out wearing a wave cap, a black hoodie, and some black jeans. He has a rolled up blunt behind his ear and the HHE medallion hanging from around his neck. He looks pissed off and stomps up to the set. He takes a seat near Grant and gives him a nod, as to say “what’s up”.)
JG: Boogie, great to have you here. We all saw what went down at Onslaught and I think it’s a damn travesty. You have been, in my view, the greatest Television champion this company has ever seen. You didn’t back down from anyone, you successfully defended the title on every show, and Boog, whether you believe it or not, you opened a lot of eyes.
BS: I thought I was slantin’ eyes.
JG: Opening eyes, in the figurative sense.
BS: Ya know Grant, you can come out here and feed me and tha people all this ish, but it ain’t gonna take away from tha fact that I still lost. Yeah, it took FIVE people to beat me…but comin’ from a tag background, I’m used to gettin’ jumped by two fools at once…but FIVE…come on now, that’s just a bit much. Jus’ goes to show you tha pettiness of Tommy Rage. He wants tha title that damn bad…he can have it. But rest assured Rage, that you ain’t seen tha last of me. Yeah, you might be sittin’ phat right now…but when you least suspect it…I’m gonna give yo’ punk ass a receipt!
JG: So no plans on getting a rematch?
BS: Not right now. I got other ish I need to deal.
JG: Like the King of the Cage?
(Boogie grabs the blunt from behind his ear and lights it up. He takes several hits before leaning back in his chair to answer the question.)
BS: Let me tell you somethin’ I am havin’ a hard time tryin’ to figure out, ah-ight. GXW announces tha sign up for tha King of tha Cage. They tell erryone to sign up if you want in, rennyrenny, long story short…I didn’t sign up. At the time I had enough commitments with tha TV title and tha CSWA…I wasn’t about to add more to my load. Next thing I know…I see my name on tha list. (Puffs his blunt.) What tha kcuf is that? Why am I bein’ forced to enter this damn thing…jus’ so tha suits can get their rocks off at my expense? (Puffs his blunt.) But then I thought about it…I don’t have tha TV title, tha CSWA hasn’t booked me in about a month…why not?
JG: Maybe this is JP’s last attempt to screw you over before he gets booted out of GXW.
BS: That ish with JP…I’m jus’ gonna squash it. He’s losin’ his power, if he suspends me or tries to sue, who’s to say that Dupree wouldn’t overturn it once he’s gone?
JG: Very true. And if you happen to advance in the tournament, they would have no choice but to let you fight in the next round. However…that is a very big IF…because of all the people that GXW has on it’s roster that signed up for the King of the Cage…you happened to draw the guy that, if this were seeded, would no doubt be number one. I’m talking about former World champion, Dan Ryan. What are you going to do about him?
BS: (Puffs his blunt.) Grant, you can build tha guy up all you want, but I never believe tha hype. I can track his career, do some extensive research, I could even watch every damn Best of Dan Ryan tape I could find…but you don’t ever truly know about something until you tackle it head-on and find out first-hand. (Puffs his blunt.) That’s exactly what I’m goin’ to do. You don’t need to be askin’ me what I’m gonna do about Dan Ryan. (Shakes his head.) Nah…what is he gonna do about me? My last name ain’t Cobb…or Fasco…(Puffs his blunt.) it’s not Smallz either (Grins), but that’s not my point. I am like no other and regardless of how good you say you are…it all comes down to what you can do when tha bell rings. I’m confident in my abilities…but I know it’s gonna take more than bein’ “good on tha mic” for this “kid” to prevail in tha King of tha Cage.
JG: This guy is probably tha biggest challenge of your singles career. It’s GXW’s Rookie of the Year versus GXW’s Wrestler of the Year…man this has so much potential to be tha Match of the Year!
BS: My biggest challenge to date was a match in faggot-ass London, where five lil’ beeyatches pulled a jack move and stole, not only tha TV title, but my undefeated streak. Now they wanna put me up against tha best this company has for shot at being King. (Puffs his blunt.) I ain’t got ish to lose, but Ryan on tha other hand does. His name, tha big reputation, all the accolades. (Puffs his blunt.)You put me in a cage and ain’t no tell what tha kcuf will pop off…but you can guarantee that if I got myself in a corner…I’m gonna come out swingin’ and knock out anything in my way!
JG: It’s gonna be a blockbuster for sure. You doing any sort of special training for the caged environment? We heard Ryan mention his cardio workout.
BS: I ain’t puttin’ on no damn leotard, with a John McEnroe headband, and runnin’ in place to Olivia Newton-John singin’, “Lets Get Physical”…that’s for damn sure, because tha way I see it…it’s kill or be killed and that’s tha mindset I got for this match. I don’t know about Dan Ryan…but I ain’t ready to die just yet. (Puffs his blunt.) I’m herre in Ireland…land of the green…and as you know…(Puffs his blunt.) I like green. (Smiles) You would think that with tha language barrier, I wouldn’t be able to score any herbals…but I got tha hook up.
JG: Language barrier? They speak English here in Ireland.
BS: I can’t be understandin’ them people. But anyway, back to my story. I was chillin’ over by tha latest car bombin’, over in downtown Belfast…what’s with all tha damn bombin’ anyway? What happened to tha good ol’ days when people did drivebys? What is happeneing to tha World? (Puffs his blunt.) Anyway, I ran into this lil’ leprechaun lookin’ foo’ who know who I was. He came up to me talkin’ about tha “top of the mornin’ “ or some ish and tellin’ me about how Ireland has tha best chronic. Now you know I didn’t believe this trick, but if he could get me some green…I’d go along with it. So he tells me what all he’s got…Lucky Charms, Saint Patty, some sort of Potato Weed…I said kcuf it and took them all. Let’s just say my ass got BLARNEY STONED! They talk about if you snatch a leprechaun you get his pot of gold. I snatched one up and got my gold…in pot! (Smiles.) Grant…my blunt is almost burned out and I got a gang of hoez chillin’ in my penthouse with a bottle of Cristal on ice. I gots to get gone. PEACE!
(Boogie walks off of the set. Grant looks down at his clipboard and then up at the camera.)
JG: Folks, when we come back we’ll countdown to the upcoming shows in Belfast and get you up to date on the latest going-ons in GXW. Stay tuned!
It's a long long road, but I'm gonna get there.....
Cut to a crowded airport terminal...Belfast International Airport to be exact, people milling about....
"I hate those damn Atlantic crossings...."
"At least the trip was uneventful..."
The Global Xtreme Wrestling contingent is just ahead, beckoning..waving him on....
Ryan: "Evenin' fellas..."
GXW staffer: "Good evening, Mr. Ryan. There's a message from Mr. Zieba. He'd like to see you immediately when you get to the arena tonight."
He keeps walking but raises his eyebrows and glances at the GXW worker in curiosity....and receives only a shrug of the shoulders in response....
Another item passes to his hand as they move down the terminal, through the various security precautions, a package containing a video tape...
Ryan: "You guys got a room somewhere where I can catch this before I get to the limo?"
They motion him into a room set up with a TV/VCR combo and a few chairs around a conference table....he takes a seat....and watches....
The inside of a limo, we see Dan Ryan comfortably seated with sunglasses still brought down over his eyes...a duffle bag on the seat to the right of him....
Ryan: "So, you feel mistreated do ya Boog? Beat down, kicked, pushed around? It's a b*tch ain't it? I caught that match ya know, what with already having an inkling we might be facing off and all. Rage and the boys did quite a number on ya. You should have expected it though, if you did any of your homework at all instead of shakin' down little Irish men for half-quality weed. I used to run with Gant and Rage you know...back in the day. Good times...playin' idiots for fools left and right, makin' em think they had somethin' going for em...then pulling the rug out from under em like a tablecloth in a magic show...
"But regardless of who you're facing you better figure out quick that you're very early in your career. This is gonna happen to you more and more as you go along. You either roll with it, kick that sh*t to the curb or let it devour you while you fade into the middle ranks and become another face in the crowd. It's what this business is all about, staying one step ahead of the next guy...and that's what's kept me around the top my entire career. I thrive on it, on knowing what you're gonna do before you even do it. See, I feel your game Boogie. You want everyone to get a good little chuckle from your exploits...'Look at Boogie's little commercials'..'Look at Boogie tryin' to bum weed in the street and gettin' busted by the limeys'...Yeah, it's really entertaining. I caught about fifteen minutes of it. But you know what? It all comes down to something you said in your last promo...and we'll ignore all the weak posturing bulls**t you threw in just to keep up with your image and get down to the important stuff...."
"All that matters is what happens when you get in the ring."
"I couldn't agree with you more, but then I've made a living for myself making sure that when people get in the ring with me...they never forget it. I've brought myself from middle class obscurity to a very wealthy man based on what I do inside that ring. How are you gonna deal with that, Boogie? What's gonna happen when I cut through all of this green cloud nonsense and you stand face to face with The Ego Buster, hmm? You gonna pull out a bong and hit me with it? Might draw some laughs....."
"It also might get you seriously injured. Let me give you some advice...stick to a good old fashioned wrestling match, because a fight with me...is not something you want to get involved in. Now, you may not have wanted into this tourney in the first place....and that strikes me as the cop out of the century....but I have plans. And right now, I don't think I'm gonna let you put an end to 'em..."
"In the meantime, I had a little bottle of Cristal sent over as a little gift. Enjoy your women, enjoy your drink, and enjoy your chronic...at XPerience I'm gonna introduce you to my kinda of party, in my playground...and it's gonna be a night you'll never forget..."
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jan-24-03 AT 10:01 AM (EST)](FADE IN to the penthouse suite of the Belfast Royal Arms Hotel. Several lovely ladies are mingling amongst themselves in the den area, sipping out of champagne glasses and passing a blunt around the room. Boogie Smallz walks into the room with a cameraman following him. He walks past the women and heads into the master bedroom. He places his wallet and keys on the dresser and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a sack. A tall red head enters the room and starts rubbing on Boogie’s neck.)
BS: Look, Nell Carter just died…I ain’t got time for this right now. We can play Far & Away later, I need you to break this weed up…I need a blunt.
(The woman takes the sack and sits down nearby, breaking up the buds. Boogie cuts the TV on and the cameraman that followed him in hooks his equipment up to the TV to air Dan Ryan’s latest promo. Boogie watches on with deep interest and rolls his eyes at a few comments made by Ryan. Boogie takes off his hoodie and kicks his feet up on a nearby table. He snaps his finger and instructs another woman to get him some water, which she quickly complies. He then turns his attention to the red head who is almost done with her task.)
BS: How much longer you gonna be? Just hand the ish over.
(Boogie quickly crumbles the remaining herb and splits open a Swisher, dumping the contents. He begins filling it with weed.)
BS: I’ve been in this business for almost ten years and for some reason it can’t sink into people’s head that I am not some wet-behind-the-ears rookie. I cut my teeth in one of tha biggest, if not, tha biggest wrestling organizations in tha World, tha CSWA. I wasn’t main eventin’, nor am I now, but I fought against some of tha best, including former World champions. I not only stood toe-to-toe with ‘em…but I beat ‘em.
(Boogie rolls up the blunt and seals it. He pulls out lighter out of his pocket and begins waving it underneath, to dry it.)
BS: People said when I signed with GXW, that it would be a flop. They said Boogie Smallz wouldn’t draw a dime. They said that a guy that had been in a tag team for ten years couldn’t possibly be successful in tha singles ranks. They even said with a name like mine…that I would never be World championship material. Well I look to change that…and I think I’ve already made more than a few people eat their words. I’ve been headlinin’ Onslaught for the past few months and tha ratings have soared. I’ve made tha TV title one of tha premiere belts again…pumpin’ life into a dead division.
(Boogie stops waving the lighter and puts the blunt in his mouth, lighting the other end. He takes several puffs before speaking again.)
BS: I know I’m not a flop. And contrary to what Dan Ryan would like to think, I’m not gonna become just a face in tha crowd. This is my time to shine…and I ain’t about to let you take it from me. Maybe you think I’m a pushover…that you are so bad ass that no one can touch you…but you can be faded…and I’ll be tha one to do it. I think deep down inside, you know that, Ryan. You know that I am on tha edge of breakin’ out and bein’ the go-to-guy in GX-Dub…and it makes you feel insecure. You feel like your spot is slippin’, not realizin’ that your spot started to fall months ago when you dropped tha strap to Zero. I know you want it back and you’ll do whatever it takes to make it happen…but dawg, you’re gonna have to wait. You’ve already tasted the World title…it’s my turn to eat, dawg….and what better way to make it happen than for me to win tha King of tha Cage? It was a springboard for Codine last year…and it’ll be one for me…now!
(The tall red head moves behind Boogie and starts messaging his shoulders. He puffs his blunt and mean mugs the camera.)
BS: This ain’t no gimmick, son…more like a product of my environment. I grew up in tha gutter…I ain’t ever had ish until I got into wrestling. It’s all I know…it’s what I do…and you wanna try and take it from me? Talkin’ like you’re gonna try and cripple a playa’? Well Dan, I hate to break it to ya’…but I don’t wrestle…I’m a brawler, that’s all I know…so don’t expect me to come out and snap on a wristlock or some ish, because you and I both know…that ain’t gonna cut it. I know you got plans…but I hope you only penciled it in, because after I beat you in tha first round…you’re gonna have to reschedule whatever tha hell you thought you had lined up. (Puffs his blunt.) It’s my moment and I am gonna go all out! I wasn’t supposed to be in this tournament…but futhamucka’…ya’ best believe that I’m gonna win this damn thing! It’s always been me against tha world…against all odds…and that’s tha way I like it. Count me out and I’m gonna make you pay for your mistake. (Puffs his blunt.) Big pimpin’ on my way to tha finals. Ahh yeah…BELIEVE ‘DAT!
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