EZieba
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- Jul 8, 1998
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CUTTO: A black screen appears on the screen and red lettering starts to appear.
I DID NOT SIGN A WAVIER!!!
FADE IN: Oak Brook, Illinois. This upper class suburb of Chicago contains some of the wealthiest people from the state. Basically, if you live in this area then it is safe to say that you made it to the big time and you can live out the rest of your life as happy as you want because you've secured the world and refuse to let it go. As the camera pans the district it begins to focus in on an area near the Butterfield Country Club. As the camera continues to close in the images of golfers enjoying their game can be seen as well as clean lawns, swimming pools, and an all-around perfect surrounding, but what's more important is what can be heard ...
CUTTO: The inside of one of the housing units on Ivy Lane. The camera pics up a rather large man, who is obviously angered, yelling at another man who is stting down. Suddenly, the larger man points directly at the camera ...
Kevin Powers: And what the HELL is that?
First Man: What? You've been out of touch with reality and technology Kevin? I know you haven't seen one in quite a while, but that is a camera my friend and ...
KP: (points at him) Don't get smart! I didn't say 'Oh, what is that?' as in if that's a camera. I said it as 'Oh, what the HELL is that?' as in you've got a lot of nerve showing me what you would like shoved up your full point of contact if you continue to point it at me.
The camera starts to pan down, but the first man stops him.
FM: No, don't put it away. Keep it focused on him because we've got business to discuss.
The camera looks back at Powers and sees him shaking his head in a negative pattern and then quickly cuts to his associate in the chair.
FM: Like I said Kevin, I am here as a representative of one of the former companies you used to work for. They finally got their act together and are, once again, hosting a tournament ... THE TOURNAMENT for the most sought after prize in all of wrestling today. And that, my friend, is the Ultratitle.
KP: The Ultratitle? ULTRATITLE? What? So ... New Frontier is throwing together another tourney?
FM: No, not exactly.
KP: (puzzled) Well then who ... (in a quick second puzzled goes to disturbed) Wait, I don't CARE who is hosting the Ultratitle because I don't CARE about the damn thing.
FM: But Mr. Powers ...
KP: (points his finger at the man again) No, YOU listen! I started in the business WAY back in the day ... early 90's to be exact. Took a break and then came back stronger than ever in the late 90's and ran with that torch until 2004 or 05. Why did I quit? Well, doesn't really matter to you, but I just didn't have the desire anymore. It was over. I achieved all that I wanted. So, I took all my funds and invested them into a plethora of coffee chains. Maybe you heard of it ... The Lush Cafe? The only place where you can get the best coffee and alcohol mix money can buy and I must say it is doing rather well. I've covered the Midwest and I'm about to expand to the West. Buy the time I'm done with them, Seattle won't even know what hit them! I make some DAMN good bank and the last thing, the VERY LAST THING, I need in my life right now is to get back into a wrestling federation which I do not have the passion for anymore. Why should I? I'm rich and loving life.
FM: Wait, Kevin, think it over. (The man reaches in his jacket and pulls out a few sheets of paper) Have you seen the list of participants who are entered in the tournament?
KP: (Rolling his eyes and again shaking his head in a negative manner) Did you not hear what I said? Are my words not forming well in your head so that you cannot comprehend my words? NO! No, I have not seen the list because I DO NOT CARE about wrestling anymore LET ALONE some insignificant tournament!
FM: Plase Kevin, bear with me. (starts to read some names off the list) Doc Silver, The Deacon, Castor Strife ...
KP: Deacon's wrestling again?
FM: Yes he is and doing rather well I might add.
KP: Hell, if he needed money he could've come my way and I would floated him a couple of bucks.
FM: Dan Ryan is in the tournament and ...
KP: (sarcastic shock) Not surprised there! He's like the high school football player that everyone makes fun of, but won't really say it to his face because he's a tough SOB. "Football, football, duh coach, football." Wrestling is all he knows. Poor guy, don't they do concussion test in wrestling these days? He needs to be first in line and ...
FM: Eli Flair is in the tourney.
KP: He needs to be the second line! Not just for one too many concussions from HIS version of wrestling, but also for the dark and morbid place he is, or was, in his life. Seriously, has he changed his hair style or is he still a rainbow bright character? No, wait, don't answer that question cause I'm kinda afraid of the answer.
FM: There's also Sean Stevens, Castor Strife, BLADE, Joey Melton ...
KP: Joey Melton? He's still alive? Is he really in this tournament or are they doing him in a holographic image like they did Tupac? Actually, I think the holographic image might do a better job. Lord knows he won't talk as much! Anyone else that I MIGHT care about?
FM: Gemini, Windham ...
KP: Which one?
FM: Troy.
KP: Eh. Hey, which Gemini?
FM: There's two?
KP: (smiles) Just keep going.
FM: Um, Cameron Cruise, Boogie Smallz, Kin Hiroshi ...
KP: Weed AND Munchies are in the tourney? Did they ever make a tag team? Because they should've if ya know what I mean.
FM: IF I can continue! Alex LeBlanc, The Sergeant, 'The People's Choice' ...
KP: Cole Steele?
FM: No, August Joyce.
KP: Eh, not impressed. Continue.
FM: Well, Max Blackshire, UMPIRO, and a host of others!
Powers stands in a silence and looks around for a bit as if he is thinking it over. After a few moments, he gestures for the wavier paper and begins to sign.
KP: By signing this I am not saying that I am committed to this tournament, but rather I want to make sure that those who are in charge of YOU TWO understand the one word that is about to be said.
FM: And that is?
KP: (handing back the paper) NO! (points to the door) Now get out! I have no reason to be in this damn tournament and buy you two being here you've already cost me MORE than enough time and money. So now, if you really don't mind, get the HELL out of my house because I've got business to conduct ... HIT IT!
The two representatives stand up and begin to make their exit. Before the camera is put away it picks up one final bit of audio.
Camera Man: Are we going to use this?
FM: We'll take it to editing and see what we can do. The itch never leaves a wrestler at heart. He'll be in this tournament one way or the other ...
The camera begins to fade out and more red lettering appears on the screen:
EPILOGUE
FADE IN: The camera opens up to a familiar former federation owner sitting behind a desk typing away on his computer. He stops for a moment to read and lets out a slight chuckle.
EZ: Oh, Erik Zieba, the days of running EWI, the GXW, then GWE. Now it's come to preserving the history along with several other business adventures. And now Chad Merritt opens up the cryptic halls of the CSWA for another one time hosting of the Ultratitle. Well, that's good for him. Glad to see he's still doing what he does best and that's promote. I will give that to him.
Zieba moves from the computer and begins to focus on the camera
EZ: Guess that's why you wanted me to send you something on my thoughts of the tournament. Well, we've had our difference, but I'm glad this is going down for you Mr. Merritt. Happy to see you are still getting it done for the wrestling fans. I would love to be part of this venture, but like these titles behind me I, just as they, are retired from the game and ...
Turning around, Zieba gives the once over at the retired titles from the previous federations he ran alongside Chad Dupree. Looking around he sees an open area where a title once stood.
EZ: The EWI Heavyweight Title ... it was just here.
Zieba continues to look around the other titles as well as the office but turns up empty handed. He then returns his attention to the camera.
EZ: What trickery is this? Who would take that title? (shakes head) Not again ....
Zieba reaches out towards the camera and a click can be heard before the shot cuts out
-FTB-
I DID NOT SIGN A WAVIER!!!
FADE IN: Oak Brook, Illinois. This upper class suburb of Chicago contains some of the wealthiest people from the state. Basically, if you live in this area then it is safe to say that you made it to the big time and you can live out the rest of your life as happy as you want because you've secured the world and refuse to let it go. As the camera pans the district it begins to focus in on an area near the Butterfield Country Club. As the camera continues to close in the images of golfers enjoying their game can be seen as well as clean lawns, swimming pools, and an all-around perfect surrounding, but what's more important is what can be heard ...
CUTTO: The inside of one of the housing units on Ivy Lane. The camera pics up a rather large man, who is obviously angered, yelling at another man who is stting down. Suddenly, the larger man points directly at the camera ...
Kevin Powers: And what the HELL is that?
First Man: What? You've been out of touch with reality and technology Kevin? I know you haven't seen one in quite a while, but that is a camera my friend and ...
KP: (points at him) Don't get smart! I didn't say 'Oh, what is that?' as in if that's a camera. I said it as 'Oh, what the HELL is that?' as in you've got a lot of nerve showing me what you would like shoved up your full point of contact if you continue to point it at me.
The camera starts to pan down, but the first man stops him.
FM: No, don't put it away. Keep it focused on him because we've got business to discuss.
The camera looks back at Powers and sees him shaking his head in a negative pattern and then quickly cuts to his associate in the chair.
FM: Like I said Kevin, I am here as a representative of one of the former companies you used to work for. They finally got their act together and are, once again, hosting a tournament ... THE TOURNAMENT for the most sought after prize in all of wrestling today. And that, my friend, is the Ultratitle.
KP: The Ultratitle? ULTRATITLE? What? So ... New Frontier is throwing together another tourney?
FM: No, not exactly.
KP: (puzzled) Well then who ... (in a quick second puzzled goes to disturbed) Wait, I don't CARE who is hosting the Ultratitle because I don't CARE about the damn thing.
FM: But Mr. Powers ...
KP: (points his finger at the man again) No, YOU listen! I started in the business WAY back in the day ... early 90's to be exact. Took a break and then came back stronger than ever in the late 90's and ran with that torch until 2004 or 05. Why did I quit? Well, doesn't really matter to you, but I just didn't have the desire anymore. It was over. I achieved all that I wanted. So, I took all my funds and invested them into a plethora of coffee chains. Maybe you heard of it ... The Lush Cafe? The only place where you can get the best coffee and alcohol mix money can buy and I must say it is doing rather well. I've covered the Midwest and I'm about to expand to the West. Buy the time I'm done with them, Seattle won't even know what hit them! I make some DAMN good bank and the last thing, the VERY LAST THING, I need in my life right now is to get back into a wrestling federation which I do not have the passion for anymore. Why should I? I'm rich and loving life.
FM: Wait, Kevin, think it over. (The man reaches in his jacket and pulls out a few sheets of paper) Have you seen the list of participants who are entered in the tournament?
KP: (Rolling his eyes and again shaking his head in a negative manner) Did you not hear what I said? Are my words not forming well in your head so that you cannot comprehend my words? NO! No, I have not seen the list because I DO NOT CARE about wrestling anymore LET ALONE some insignificant tournament!
FM: Plase Kevin, bear with me. (starts to read some names off the list) Doc Silver, The Deacon, Castor Strife ...
KP: Deacon's wrestling again?
FM: Yes he is and doing rather well I might add.
KP: Hell, if he needed money he could've come my way and I would floated him a couple of bucks.
FM: Dan Ryan is in the tournament and ...
KP: (sarcastic shock) Not surprised there! He's like the high school football player that everyone makes fun of, but won't really say it to his face because he's a tough SOB. "Football, football, duh coach, football." Wrestling is all he knows. Poor guy, don't they do concussion test in wrestling these days? He needs to be first in line and ...
FM: Eli Flair is in the tourney.
KP: He needs to be the second line! Not just for one too many concussions from HIS version of wrestling, but also for the dark and morbid place he is, or was, in his life. Seriously, has he changed his hair style or is he still a rainbow bright character? No, wait, don't answer that question cause I'm kinda afraid of the answer.
FM: There's also Sean Stevens, Castor Strife, BLADE, Joey Melton ...
KP: Joey Melton? He's still alive? Is he really in this tournament or are they doing him in a holographic image like they did Tupac? Actually, I think the holographic image might do a better job. Lord knows he won't talk as much! Anyone else that I MIGHT care about?
FM: Gemini, Windham ...
KP: Which one?
FM: Troy.
KP: Eh. Hey, which Gemini?
FM: There's two?
KP: (smiles) Just keep going.
FM: Um, Cameron Cruise, Boogie Smallz, Kin Hiroshi ...
KP: Weed AND Munchies are in the tourney? Did they ever make a tag team? Because they should've if ya know what I mean.
FM: IF I can continue! Alex LeBlanc, The Sergeant, 'The People's Choice' ...
KP: Cole Steele?
FM: No, August Joyce.
KP: Eh, not impressed. Continue.
FM: Well, Max Blackshire, UMPIRO, and a host of others!
Powers stands in a silence and looks around for a bit as if he is thinking it over. After a few moments, he gestures for the wavier paper and begins to sign.
KP: By signing this I am not saying that I am committed to this tournament, but rather I want to make sure that those who are in charge of YOU TWO understand the one word that is about to be said.
FM: And that is?
KP: (handing back the paper) NO! (points to the door) Now get out! I have no reason to be in this damn tournament and buy you two being here you've already cost me MORE than enough time and money. So now, if you really don't mind, get the HELL out of my house because I've got business to conduct ... HIT IT!
The two representatives stand up and begin to make their exit. Before the camera is put away it picks up one final bit of audio.
Camera Man: Are we going to use this?
FM: We'll take it to editing and see what we can do. The itch never leaves a wrestler at heart. He'll be in this tournament one way or the other ...
The camera begins to fade out and more red lettering appears on the screen:
EPILOGUE
FADE IN: The camera opens up to a familiar former federation owner sitting behind a desk typing away on his computer. He stops for a moment to read and lets out a slight chuckle.
EZ: Oh, Erik Zieba, the days of running EWI, the GXW, then GWE. Now it's come to preserving the history along with several other business adventures. And now Chad Merritt opens up the cryptic halls of the CSWA for another one time hosting of the Ultratitle. Well, that's good for him. Glad to see he's still doing what he does best and that's promote. I will give that to him.
Zieba moves from the computer and begins to focus on the camera
EZ: Guess that's why you wanted me to send you something on my thoughts of the tournament. Well, we've had our difference, but I'm glad this is going down for you Mr. Merritt. Happy to see you are still getting it done for the wrestling fans. I would love to be part of this venture, but like these titles behind me I, just as they, are retired from the game and ...
Turning around, Zieba gives the once over at the retired titles from the previous federations he ran alongside Chad Dupree. Looking around he sees an open area where a title once stood.
EZ: The EWI Heavyweight Title ... it was just here.
Zieba continues to look around the other titles as well as the office but turns up empty handed. He then returns his attention to the camera.
EZ: What trickery is this? Who would take that title? (shakes head) Not again ....
Zieba reaches out towards the camera and a click can be heard before the shot cuts out
-FTB-
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