SouthernBoy
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{{...FADE-IN: Shane Southern stands on a balcony of the Royal Sonesta Hotel. He's dressed the same as we saw him at the NFW lottery, McAllister Jersey, blue jeans and tennis shoes, but now he has a knee brace over that left knee. Southern stares out at the Charles river, lost in thought. He finishes off a bottled Budweiser and sets it on the ledge in front of him next to three other empties...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " Looks like it's mah' busy season again. "
{{...Southern reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out what looks like a plane ticket...}}
" I was really enjoyin' tha' fact that I only had one job...that I could stay in a town for more than just tha' night uvva' match before jettin' off ta' get mah' ass kicked somewhere else. In fact, last night, when I walked inta' this hotel, I ALMOST didn't check in. I almost took mah' bag, got back in that Towncar, drove back to tha' airport, n' used this ticket. "
" But I didn't. "
" I could have though. Bloodhunt's not here. Rick's gone...n' it wasn't very likely that Monty n' I would have been in tha' same division. It's a whole new world now. It's not tha' same NFW I left those many months ago. It's NOT tha' same NFW I was champion of for over SIX MONTHS. No, it's changed...n' ta' be honest, I didn't know if I wanted ta' be a part of it. "
" In fact, as I was waitin' ta' hear mah' name called over tha' loud speaker durin' tha' lottery, I STILL wasn't sure. I STILL had mah' doubts. It wasn't until I actually walked out there, took ah' look 'round n' saw faces like Hornet, Flair, Stevens, Montezuma, Aho, Stanley, and Melton that I realized that even though this ain't tha' NFW I left, it's an NFW I want ta' be a part of. It's a process I wanna' partake in, it's a TITLE I wanna' put up on mah' mantle back home. So make no mistake about it NFW. Shane Southern's BODY is not only here, but his HEART is here as well. "
" You hear that Hornet? "
" Tha' CSWA may be tha' house that Hornet built, but here, SHANE SOUTHERN layed tha' bricks friend. You wanna' strut your stuff in MAH' back yard...yer gonna' have ta' deal with tha' pit bull lurkin' in corner ready ta' bit yer ass. I'm not a man you can intimidate with "shoulder bumpin'" or limos, I'm notta' man you can BEAT with only yer reputation. You KNOW who I am Hornet, and you KNOW me better than that. Think otherwise? Try me. "
" That goes for tha' rest of ya' too. Here, Shane Southern's not just some "up-n'come-er" Here, in tha' NFW, SHANE SOUTHERN's tha' foundation, tha' GLUE that held this place ta'gether for TWO YEARS. I'm TOP DOG 'round here gentleman. Wanna' knock me off mah' perch? "
{{...Southern finishes off the beer in one long swig and sets it beside the others...}}
" Be mah' guest. "
{{...Southern turns to walk back inside and says with his back to the camera...}}
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " Looks like it's mah' busy season again. "
{{...Southern reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out what looks like a plane ticket...}}
" I was really enjoyin' tha' fact that I only had one job...that I could stay in a town for more than just tha' night uvva' match before jettin' off ta' get mah' ass kicked somewhere else. In fact, last night, when I walked inta' this hotel, I ALMOST didn't check in. I almost took mah' bag, got back in that Towncar, drove back to tha' airport, n' used this ticket. "
" But I didn't. "
" I could have though. Bloodhunt's not here. Rick's gone...n' it wasn't very likely that Monty n' I would have been in tha' same division. It's a whole new world now. It's not tha' same NFW I left those many months ago. It's NOT tha' same NFW I was champion of for over SIX MONTHS. No, it's changed...n' ta' be honest, I didn't know if I wanted ta' be a part of it. "
" In fact, as I was waitin' ta' hear mah' name called over tha' loud speaker durin' tha' lottery, I STILL wasn't sure. I STILL had mah' doubts. It wasn't until I actually walked out there, took ah' look 'round n' saw faces like Hornet, Flair, Stevens, Montezuma, Aho, Stanley, and Melton that I realized that even though this ain't tha' NFW I left, it's an NFW I want ta' be a part of. It's a process I wanna' partake in, it's a TITLE I wanna' put up on mah' mantle back home. So make no mistake about it NFW. Shane Southern's BODY is not only here, but his HEART is here as well. "
" You hear that Hornet? "
" Tha' CSWA may be tha' house that Hornet built, but here, SHANE SOUTHERN layed tha' bricks friend. You wanna' strut your stuff in MAH' back yard...yer gonna' have ta' deal with tha' pit bull lurkin' in corner ready ta' bit yer ass. I'm not a man you can intimidate with "shoulder bumpin'" or limos, I'm notta' man you can BEAT with only yer reputation. You KNOW who I am Hornet, and you KNOW me better than that. Think otherwise? Try me. "
" That goes for tha' rest of ya' too. Here, Shane Southern's not just some "up-n'come-er" Here, in tha' NFW, SHANE SOUTHERN's tha' foundation, tha' GLUE that held this place ta'gether for TWO YEARS. I'm TOP DOG 'round here gentleman. Wanna' knock me off mah' perch? "
{{...Southern finishes off the beer in one long swig and sets it beside the others...}}
" Be mah' guest. "
{{...Southern turns to walk back inside and says with his back to the camera...}}
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}