We Must Reach Our Destination

[Hollywood]

You've felt in your spirit
God's shown you something new
Something that has strengthened you
And only you can do
But as your desire grew
You got a little depressed
'Cause you found no destination
For your dreams to manifest

Your desire is the confirmation the destination is there
God wouldn't put it in your spirit if it wasn't going nowhere
So set your sights on the promises and don't you be scared
For your desire is the confirmation the destination is there

His vision's for a certain hour
I know it won't be late
His promises will strengthen you
If only you will wait
Don't follow someone else's dreams
Keep your own in sight
For the vision that God gives you
Will keep you all your life

It had been a rough few weeks for Gordon Heath and the Sports Nutz. It started with Hellspawn revealing that he was actually majority owner. The tiny snowball ballooned into an avalanche with the Sports Nutz shoving and yelling at each other at the Onslaught taping in Carrollton, TX. And just 24 hours ago up north in West Chester, PA, George Dunpork lost a four way match, with the eventual winner of that match making the PCW Tag Title match a TLC Match. They called it a night and crashed at the hotel. They got up the next morning and headed over to a local Waffle House. They sat down at an empty booth, with Gordie seated across from George and Craig, as the restaurant was beginning to get busy.A waitress came over to take their drink order; coffee for Gordie, Vanilla Coke and Sweet Tea for Dunpork, and a glass of orange juice for Craig Mueller.

GORDIE
This has to have been the worst month for us in our wrestling career. Remember what happened the last time we had a bad month?

CRAIG
I know. We had to take a hiatus from the wrestling business because everything was going wrong. George and I were fighting, we were losing big matches, and getting screwed over by those in charge.

DUNPORK
And guess what? It's happening all over again!

GORDIE
I know. But we're a strong unit. We overcame our first test at the beginning of this year, and we'll overcome this.

The waitress came over to their booth and set their drinks down for them, then got out her writing pad to take their order.

GORDIE
Cheese, onion and mushroom omelet with wheat toast and crispy hashbrowns.

CRAIG
Egg beaters, oatmeal and wheat toast.

DUNPORK
Crisp waffle, sausage, bacon, crispy hash browns, four fried over hard eggs, and white toast.

CRAIG
Gee, no wonder you couldn't run that lap at the show last night.

DUNPORK
Oh, and what did you do at the show?!

The waitress slowly walked away from the booth and went over to call out the order to the cooks.

GORDIE
Guys! Guys! Stop it! We've got a six person tag match next Saturday night, after midnight no less, among all those whackos that hang out in Deep Ellum. And if we implode now, the Dark Ones will run roughshod over the company that WE created. And if it wasn't for Damien being Matt-napped, I wouldn't have the control that I have right now.

George and Craig took a moment to cool off, then apologized to each other.

CRAIG
You're right, we can't afford to implode and be turned into "blood sacrifices."

Gordie, George and Craig all snickered, thinking that Gory was some looney stuck in the Dark Ages.

DUNPORK
Gordie, don't you regret letting Hellspawn bring in his Dungeons and Dragons dorks?

GORDIE
No, because it gives us all something to laugh at when we've had a bad day.

DUNPORK
Haha! True.

CRAIG
And let's not forget about Soul Reaper, who's out to get revenge on us.

DUNPORK
How come he's not in jail serving a jail sentence for attempted murder?!

CRAIG
Because those pansy liberal judges keep letting them run loose on the streets, preaching that "tolerance" crap.

DUNPORK
Whoa! Tolerance is the reason nobody has kicked your ass for being a bit light in the loafers!

CRAIG
That's it!

George's comment seemed to set Craig off, as Craig threw his orange juice at George's face. However, George ducked, and the juice spilled onto the omelet that the cook was making for Gordie. The cook turned around and gave an odd look toward Gordie and the Sports Nutz. Gordie's jaw dropped as he was about to break down.

GORDIE
M-m-m... My omelet! IT'S RUINED!

Gordie looked over at Craig, and his turned deep red with anger.

GORDIE
YOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!

CRAIG
Dude! I'm sor

Craig never got an opportunity to apologize as Gordie threw his coffee at him. However, Craig ducked, and the coffee, still hot mind you, splashed onto a rather large redneck biker with long brown hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in several days. The biker turned around and snarled at pro wrestling's version of the Three Stooges. Craig and Gordie ran out of the booth as fast as they could. George followed after them, but his weight caused him to trip and fall on his face. He looked up, and the biker was standing over him. Gordie and Craig turned and saw that George was down, so they ran over to try to pick him up, but the biker grabbed Gordie by the throat, then knocked Craig down with a right hand punch to the face. The biker threw Gordie over onto a table, landing onto the food that a family of four was about to eat. The father of the family got up to confront the biker. The biker was about to punch the father in the face, but George caught the brunt of the punch right as he was getting up, knocking him back down. The father yelled at the biker that he was a big fan of the Sports Nutz and was going to defend their honor. Before you know it, a big food fight broke out inside the Waffle House. Gordie, George and Craig all tried to crawl out of the place on all fours, but were drug back in as the shot faded to black.

OOC: I don't want to catch any flack for the argument between the Sports Nutz over their differences in political opinions. George is supposed to be a staunch liberal, and I was just attempting to point that out.