See you soon Omerta!

[scottjacobs]

~ Coming out of a local bar in Carrollton,TX the SNW camera crew catch's new comer Scott Jacobs trying to walk to his truck. Carrying a bear bottle in one and trying to fumble threw his keys with another, Scott starts to laugh out loud when he drops his keys to the ground. As he bends down to pick up his keys, Scott bumps his head on his truck door. He gently lays his beer bottle on the ground and then quickly raises up to face the truck, while he throws his arms up in the air, and starts to yell at his vehicle.~

SJ: You want some of me? Who the hell do you think you are bumping me in the head?

~Finding this amusing yet sad at the same time, one of the SNW camera crew go to Scott's side~

SNW camera crew, guy person thingy: Ummm Scott, you do realize that is your Truck and not a person, right?

~Scott looks at the camera crew guy in a confused matter and then looks back to his truck and starts to laugh once more~

SJ: Oh, shit, I think you might be right! Can't ever tell these days, you know since I stopped drinking ! Things are all upside down being sober and all!

~The Camera crew guys points to Scott's bottle on the ground a questions his drunk state~

SJ: Oh that? ~picking up his beer bottle~ This aint a beer! This is one of those root beers, that looks like a real beer! And they have come along way too, this even taste like beer!

~The camera crew guy, shakes his head in discuss~

SNW camera crew, guy person thingy: What a waste of time for the SNW. Hell, he doesn't even know he has a match against Omerta on the up coming Onslaught in Plano Texas!

~Scott's ear's start to perk up as he hears the name Omerta being spoken~

SJ: Who in the hell do you think you are, Coming up to me trying to ruin my buzz ~Quickly remembers that he told people he was sober~ Um, sorry I mean Root beer-buzz! And tell me , that I don't know about my Match during the next Onslaught!

~Scott starts to smile and then looks to the camera crew person~

SJ: Wait, I got a match on Onslaught?

SNW Camera crew, guy person thingy: Yes, Scott against Omerta. Don't you remember going on TV telling the viewing audiance that you wanted a piece of him during Summerbash?

~Scott looks at the camera guy and tilts his head~

SJ: I was at Summerbash? Crap! Did I win?

SNW Camera crew, guy person thingy: No jack ass, you where at the Old No.7 club in the AA building. You challenged Omerta, and then you beat up the bartender! Any of this ring a bell?

~Scott starts to laugh and shake his head in a yes motion as if he is starting to remember, but deep inside he has no idea what is going on~

SJ: Oh, yeah! I do remember that! Oh hell, that was one crazy fun time!

SNW Camera crew, guy person thingy: So since you are aware of things, I'm sure your up to date on what Omerta has said to you in his last SNW promo?

~Scott starts to shake his head yes and then no~

SNW Camera crew, guy person thingy: I had a feeling this might happen!

~The SNW camera crew guy, pulls out a small portable TV and shows Scott the whole promo from Omerta. Scott starts laughing so hard he drops his beer and shatters all over the ground. Then a pissed off look appears on the face of SJ~

SJ: Damn it to hell! Omerta, you see what you gone and done made me do? And that was my favorite kind of bee... I mean root beer, you heartless bastard! You owe me a six pack, after I beat your ass on Onslaught!

~Scott starts to calm down and regain his composer.~

SJ: Whew, sorry about that lash of words there Omerta! Hell even a little sissy, big hearted jack ass such as your self, doesn't even deserve that. Ah, who the hell am i kidding? Of course you deserve that! Hell you deserve more! You deserve to get you ass kicked all over Texas, That's right I said Texas, the best state ever you FLA piece of.... wait, it's not FLA's fault, it's not Texas! Not every state can be the best like Texas!

~Scott starts to think a little, as he seems to be getting off the subject~

SJ: Damn I lost my train of thought! Oh yeah! I know where I was going now. You see Omerta, your problem is, that you care to much, you have all these damn sissy boy feelings, that cloud your mind, that make you weak! That make you lesser of a man, then lets say my self. You see Omerta, all I want to do is have a kick as brawl and then go on to the next, nothing personal. So I don't need a history lesson on were you have fought or who has passed on in your life. All I need to know is that your going to show up on the day of Onslaught in Plano Texas and take your ass whooping like a man. And then who knows, maybe we can share a Bee.... I mean root beer together!

The SNW Camera crew, guy person thingy: That all you got to say Scott?

SJ: For now it is, I better go take a nap before I drive home.

~Scott climbs into the bed of his truck and does what he said he was going to do, and that is take a nap~