Post by derekdraven on Jan 3, 2009 1:19:43 GMT -6
"They call it a fillibuster on capital hill...."
A man with a raspy voice says as the scene comes from black and we can see a man, about six feet tall wearing a black three piece Ralph Lauren suit with short brown hair and a dark short goatee standing in front of a small SNW banner.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Derek Draven. Some of you may know me, and others well....maybe not. '
Derek sighs as a slight smirk crosses his face.
Derek:"My intentions here in Sports Nutz Wrestling are entirley neutral. You may be puzzled, why did I mention fillibuster? You see, political turmoil can destroy a place like Sports Nutz Wrestling. A small federation struggling to find a solid piece of ground to call it's own. Derek Draven is no stranger to these political battles. I've given the last thirteen years of my life, and damn near my life at that. For the last few years i've been sitting in Van Nuys California watching my money just dwindle away on a sinking stock market on one day I had an epiphany of sorts. I got wind of a little upstart promotion in Texas called Sports Nutz Wrestling. So I did what any fan would do, I watched as much footage as I could talked to some of the talent on the side, really tried to get a feel for what this place is.
Derek crosses his arms across his chest and turns the cocky smirk into a deadlocked stare.
Derek:"Consider Derek Draven from this day forward the man that would stand up in the middle of the senate and being to read from the Washington phone book to silence a petty arguement or to just plain break the will of those who dare see differently than I do. Like I said, some of you know me and you know what I'm capable of, but I don't want toss around empty threats in a business full of lies of special favors. Money talks ladies and gentlemen, and with that said Derek Draven won't be getting his hands dirty."
The camera comes in tighter on Derek, only his face is visible on screen. The veins around his ocean blue eyes a dark red.
Derek:"Two thousand and nine is here and upon us. With me against me, with Sports Nutz Wrestling or against it. I don't care. I welcome the entire viewing world to embark on the journey that is to come."
The sound of knuckles cracking breaks the quick awkward silence.
Derek:"And as for what I'm doing here, let's just say things are going to get a little interesting around here.
Derek smiles.
Derek:"Watch and see. Cause if you know me, where Derek Draven goes chaos, mayhem and a trail of blood and bodies are left behind. Only this time, I'm on the sidelines. I invite the entire Sports Nutz Wrestling lockeroom of talented performers to step up there game, really let me see what you got and I promise this much there could be something very rewarding at the other end of the tunnel. So until next time people, I'm Derek Draven and I swear to you as sure as the sun will rise tommrow Sports Nutz Wrestling will NEVER be the same....
Derek winks to the camera as the screen slowly fades to black.
A man with a raspy voice says as the scene comes from black and we can see a man, about six feet tall wearing a black three piece Ralph Lauren suit with short brown hair and a dark short goatee standing in front of a small SNW banner.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Derek Draven. Some of you may know me, and others well....maybe not. '
Derek sighs as a slight smirk crosses his face.
Derek:"My intentions here in Sports Nutz Wrestling are entirley neutral. You may be puzzled, why did I mention fillibuster? You see, political turmoil can destroy a place like Sports Nutz Wrestling. A small federation struggling to find a solid piece of ground to call it's own. Derek Draven is no stranger to these political battles. I've given the last thirteen years of my life, and damn near my life at that. For the last few years i've been sitting in Van Nuys California watching my money just dwindle away on a sinking stock market on one day I had an epiphany of sorts. I got wind of a little upstart promotion in Texas called Sports Nutz Wrestling. So I did what any fan would do, I watched as much footage as I could talked to some of the talent on the side, really tried to get a feel for what this place is.
Derek crosses his arms across his chest and turns the cocky smirk into a deadlocked stare.
Derek:"Consider Derek Draven from this day forward the man that would stand up in the middle of the senate and being to read from the Washington phone book to silence a petty arguement or to just plain break the will of those who dare see differently than I do. Like I said, some of you know me and you know what I'm capable of, but I don't want toss around empty threats in a business full of lies of special favors. Money talks ladies and gentlemen, and with that said Derek Draven won't be getting his hands dirty."
The camera comes in tighter on Derek, only his face is visible on screen. The veins around his ocean blue eyes a dark red.
Derek:"Two thousand and nine is here and upon us. With me against me, with Sports Nutz Wrestling or against it. I don't care. I welcome the entire viewing world to embark on the journey that is to come."
The sound of knuckles cracking breaks the quick awkward silence.
Derek:"And as for what I'm doing here, let's just say things are going to get a little interesting around here.
Derek smiles.
Derek:"Watch and see. Cause if you know me, where Derek Draven goes chaos, mayhem and a trail of blood and bodies are left behind. Only this time, I'm on the sidelines. I invite the entire Sports Nutz Wrestling lockeroom of talented performers to step up there game, really let me see what you got and I promise this much there could be something very rewarding at the other end of the tunnel. So until next time people, I'm Derek Draven and I swear to you as sure as the sun will rise tommrow Sports Nutz Wrestling will NEVER be the same....
Derek winks to the camera as the screen slowly fades to black.