TBirdSCIL
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"Stupendous" Stephen Morgan vs. Billy Matthews
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SouthernBoy
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The 10 Thousand Dollar Challenge
{{...FADE-IN: to the sparkling blue water of a swimming pool. The camera pans up to find "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan sitting poolside in a modified lazy-boy chair. Two blonds are lying on towels next to him. Morgan takes a sip of tea from his glass, and adjusts his sunglasses before speaking...}}
"STUPENDOUS" STEPHEN MORGAN: " How does it feel Billy Matthews? The gran-daddy of 'em all, RINGLORDS, and YOU {{...points at the screen...}} get the opportunity of a LIFETIME...a TITLE SHOT against the newly crowed GLCW WORLD CHAMPION. I bet when you went to bed last night in that rat hole you call a home, that you prayed to the good Lord above to just take you in your sleep, because you could never HOPE to amount to ANYTHING in your life. NOW look at you! After I win the GLCW Title from Maelstrom at the upcoming RIPTIDE, YOU, yes YOU, little insignificant YOU, get the very first title shot...and at a PAY PER VIEW no less. "
" Now don't let the billing fool you. Yeah, War Games is the so called {{...makes the quote gesture...}} "Main Event" right now, but they can't very well put our title match up there until it becomes OH-FISH-UL. I've got a call into Malec about getting the posters changed, but until that happens, you can rest assured on the WORD of STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan that it'll be there. "
" So now you've got the limelight, you've got the billing, you've got THE match. So what do you do now? Well if I were you, I'd be planning my retirement right now. See, it's never going to get ANY better than THIS for you Billy Matthews. Right here, RIGHT NOW is as good as it gets. Once you step into that ring at RINGLORDS, Stupendous Stephen Morgan OWNS YOU, and well ... as they say, that's can't be good. {{...smiles...}} But I like you Billy. So I'm going to make you a DEAL. After I've beaten you, after I've TOTALLY humiliated you in the center of MY RING, after I've pinned your sorry, worthless <BLEEP> one, two, three...I won't abandon you. See, after a little MIS-UNDERSTANDING involving my driver, he uh...quit on me. So I'm in NEED of somebody to drive my limo around. You interested? ... Don't answer now Billy, because I have a feeling you MIGHT just feel different after our match. "
" Now ... since I'm doing YOU a favor, I need YOU to do ME one. See this is my VERY FIRST GLCW Pay-per-view match...it'll be my FIRST title defense. These people that are coming to St. Paul, they WANT their moneys worth. Problem is Billy, I don't see you giving me more than a two, three minute match...TOPS. So, with that...I'd like to propose to you a DEAL. If you can last TEN minutes with me, IN THE RING, you get TEN THOUSAND dollars. I do this not to show off, but to give YOU a little motivation. To be honest, I'm NOT that generous, so I'm going to be trying my hardest to pin you INSIDE those ten minutes. But I figure if you WANT it bad enough, it'll make for interesting TV, interested FANS, and an interested STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan...and after all, isn't that what we all REEEEEALY WANT? "
" So you go and prepare now, you study real hard, work out with RECKLESS abandon. I'm looking forward to seeing what you have. But listen Billy, it's really doesn't matter in the long run. You have NO chance...and if you think you do...well, you...just like all the rest can just..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
{{...FADE-IN: to the sparkling blue water of a swimming pool. The camera pans up to find "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan sitting poolside in a modified lazy-boy chair. Two blonds are lying on towels next to him. Morgan takes a sip of tea from his glass, and adjusts his sunglasses before speaking...}}
"STUPENDOUS" STEPHEN MORGAN: " How does it feel Billy Matthews? The gran-daddy of 'em all, RINGLORDS, and YOU {{...points at the screen...}} get the opportunity of a LIFETIME...a TITLE SHOT against the newly crowed GLCW WORLD CHAMPION. I bet when you went to bed last night in that rat hole you call a home, that you prayed to the good Lord above to just take you in your sleep, because you could never HOPE to amount to ANYTHING in your life. NOW look at you! After I win the GLCW Title from Maelstrom at the upcoming RIPTIDE, YOU, yes YOU, little insignificant YOU, get the very first title shot...and at a PAY PER VIEW no less. "
" Now don't let the billing fool you. Yeah, War Games is the so called {{...makes the quote gesture...}} "Main Event" right now, but they can't very well put our title match up there until it becomes OH-FISH-UL. I've got a call into Malec about getting the posters changed, but until that happens, you can rest assured on the WORD of STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan that it'll be there. "
" So now you've got the limelight, you've got the billing, you've got THE match. So what do you do now? Well if I were you, I'd be planning my retirement right now. See, it's never going to get ANY better than THIS for you Billy Matthews. Right here, RIGHT NOW is as good as it gets. Once you step into that ring at RINGLORDS, Stupendous Stephen Morgan OWNS YOU, and well ... as they say, that's can't be good. {{...smiles...}} But I like you Billy. So I'm going to make you a DEAL. After I've beaten you, after I've TOTALLY humiliated you in the center of MY RING, after I've pinned your sorry, worthless <BLEEP> one, two, three...I won't abandon you. See, after a little MIS-UNDERSTANDING involving my driver, he uh...quit on me. So I'm in NEED of somebody to drive my limo around. You interested? ... Don't answer now Billy, because I have a feeling you MIGHT just feel different after our match. "
" Now ... since I'm doing YOU a favor, I need YOU to do ME one. See this is my VERY FIRST GLCW Pay-per-view match...it'll be my FIRST title defense. These people that are coming to St. Paul, they WANT their moneys worth. Problem is Billy, I don't see you giving me more than a two, three minute match...TOPS. So, with that...I'd like to propose to you a DEAL. If you can last TEN minutes with me, IN THE RING, you get TEN THOUSAND dollars. I do this not to show off, but to give YOU a little motivation. To be honest, I'm NOT that generous, so I'm going to be trying my hardest to pin you INSIDE those ten minutes. But I figure if you WANT it bad enough, it'll make for interesting TV, interested FANS, and an interested STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan...and after all, isn't that what we all REEEEEALY WANT? "
" So you go and prepare now, you study real hard, work out with RECKLESS abandon. I'm looking forward to seeing what you have. But listen Billy, it's really doesn't matter in the long run. You have NO chance...and if you think you do...well, you...just like all the rest can just..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
SouthernBoy
League Member
Have you seen this man?
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan is walking down a crowded street holding a stack of papers. He continually tries to hand a flyer to people passing by, but they all refuse to take one. Morgan, finally too frustrated to continue, throws the stack of paper of the ground and beings to walk away. But before he can get too far, a policeman comes up to him...}}
Policeman: " Excuse me mister, what do you think you're doing?"
SM: " Well I was TRYYYYING to hand out these missing persons fliers, but not ONE of these people here in St.Paul care about this missing young man! "
{{...The policeman picks up the stack of paper, then smirks and hands them back to Morgan...}}
Policeman: " I don't think that qualifies as a missing person mister."
SM: " I don't see why not. NOBODY has heard from this man in weeks. He was scheduled to have the BIGGEST match of his LIFE, a TITLE SHOT, against ME, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan at the next GLCW Pay per view, RINGLORDS. Since the announcement, NOBODY can find him. No promos, no appearances, NOTHING. "
Policeman: " Well sir, this is a grown man, and just because he doesn't shoot promos for wrestling events does not mean he's MISSING. "
SM: " Oh, EYE see what you're saying now. "
Policeman: " Good. "
SM: " You're saying that he's not missing, he's in HIDING. {{...the policeman just shakes his head...}} Because he's SCARED of stepping into the ring with me. He's SCARED that his status as mid-card jobber to the STARS will be jeopardized if I humiliate him in the ring at Ringlords. So instead of showing up, LIKE A MAN, and fighting me, he's decided to lay low and hope this all blows over. "
Policeman: " That's NOT what I'm saying at all. Look, I'm willing to forget about this "littering" incident, but you need to be on your way sir. I will not have you bothering the good people of St.Paul with this bogus fliers. "
SM: " I can see your point. No point in trying to find a man that does NOT want to be found. Thank you for your time officer. "
Policeman: " Have a good day sir. "
SM: " You too. "
{{...The policeman walks off, just shaking his head in pity...}}
SM: " You know, while I have this time, let me make a public PLEA to Billy Mathews. Mr. Billy, I'm going to make you a DEAL. You see, I really don't want you to feel scared, or frightened about stepping into the ring with me. I PROMISE that I'll at LEAST make you LOOK decent so that you'll keep your "SPOT". Tell you what, I'll even have my new driver, sorry I couldn't wait on your answer about that job, pick you up and drive you to the arena. Don't WAIST this opportunity Billy. It'd be a SHAME for the people not to get to see MY first title defense. But Billy, make no mistake about it, SHOULD you show up, I will make you look good, but you will not WIN. If you have any delusions about that well....you can just..."
"Keep dreaming. "
{{...Morgan drops the stack of fliers again smiling. The policeman then walks up from behind him and taps him on the shoulder. Morgan turns around with a scared look as we FADE OUT...}}
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan is walking down a crowded street holding a stack of papers. He continually tries to hand a flyer to people passing by, but they all refuse to take one. Morgan, finally too frustrated to continue, throws the stack of paper of the ground and beings to walk away. But before he can get too far, a policeman comes up to him...}}
Policeman: " Excuse me mister, what do you think you're doing?"
SM: " Well I was TRYYYYING to hand out these missing persons fliers, but not ONE of these people here in St.Paul care about this missing young man! "
{{...The policeman picks up the stack of paper, then smirks and hands them back to Morgan...}}
Policeman: " I don't think that qualifies as a missing person mister."
SM: " I don't see why not. NOBODY has heard from this man in weeks. He was scheduled to have the BIGGEST match of his LIFE, a TITLE SHOT, against ME, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan at the next GLCW Pay per view, RINGLORDS. Since the announcement, NOBODY can find him. No promos, no appearances, NOTHING. "
Policeman: " Well sir, this is a grown man, and just because he doesn't shoot promos for wrestling events does not mean he's MISSING. "
SM: " Oh, EYE see what you're saying now. "
Policeman: " Good. "
SM: " You're saying that he's not missing, he's in HIDING. {{...the policeman just shakes his head...}} Because he's SCARED of stepping into the ring with me. He's SCARED that his status as mid-card jobber to the STARS will be jeopardized if I humiliate him in the ring at Ringlords. So instead of showing up, LIKE A MAN, and fighting me, he's decided to lay low and hope this all blows over. "
Policeman: " That's NOT what I'm saying at all. Look, I'm willing to forget about this "littering" incident, but you need to be on your way sir. I will not have you bothering the good people of St.Paul with this bogus fliers. "
SM: " I can see your point. No point in trying to find a man that does NOT want to be found. Thank you for your time officer. "
Policeman: " Have a good day sir. "
SM: " You too. "
{{...The policeman walks off, just shaking his head in pity...}}
SM: " You know, while I have this time, let me make a public PLEA to Billy Mathews. Mr. Billy, I'm going to make you a DEAL. You see, I really don't want you to feel scared, or frightened about stepping into the ring with me. I PROMISE that I'll at LEAST make you LOOK decent so that you'll keep your "SPOT". Tell you what, I'll even have my new driver, sorry I couldn't wait on your answer about that job, pick you up and drive you to the arena. Don't WAIST this opportunity Billy. It'd be a SHAME for the people not to get to see MY first title defense. But Billy, make no mistake about it, SHOULD you show up, I will make you look good, but you will not WIN. If you have any delusions about that well....you can just..."
"Keep dreaming. "
{{...Morgan drops the stack of fliers again smiling. The policeman then walks up from behind him and taps him on the shoulder. Morgan turns around with a scared look as we FADE OUT...}}