Post by Quickenbosh on Nov 17, 2005 13:55:40 GMT -5
[Fade In]
[Inside Boardwalk Hall, the ring has been completely set up. The cables have been strapped to the ring posts and the arena has been prepared for tomorrow night's semi final event. Laying in the center of the ring, with his arms and legs spread out, is Shane Quickenbosh. Quick stares into the bright lights of the arena, reflecting on what has and what will come.]
Quickenbosh:
Havok, for the first time I see someone who wants this as much as I do. For the first time since this tournament kicked off, I can look into the eyes of a man who has a true desire for it. A man who has something to prove. Let me tell you something, Havok.....in my eyes, you have nothing to prove. The mere fact that you were invited to the YLC is enough to close the mouths of the doubters. The mere fact that you advanced out of the first round is enough for people to take notice. And the mere fact that you will be standing across the ring from me, competiting for a spot in the finals is enough to show the world, how good you truly are.
[Shane rises up to sit Indian style.]
Quickenbosh:
Havok, like I said, I don't doubt how badly you want to prove something. I don't doubt how badly you want to raise the Young Lion's Cup Trophy. The only issue I have with it.........I want it that much more.
[Quick raises his arm up and holds his fingers to symbolize an inch.]
Quickenbosh:
Just that little bit more will be what takes me to the finals of YLC. That's how I see it. That's how I view it. But, I guess we won't know for sure till tomorrow night. Because once that bell sounds, the time for talking will have ended. Once the bell sounds, only our actions and our own personal will can overcome. There is no doubt in my mind that you will lay it all on the line tomorrow night. As, I am sure there is no doubt in your mind, that I will do the same. We walk in with mutual respect and I know we will walk out the same. May the best man win.
[Shane stands up and begins to exit the ring. He stops for a moment and turns back.]
Quickenbosh:
Just one other thing............lightning has a habit of striking.........when you least expect it.
[Shane winks and then quickly exits the ring. He walks behind the curtain to prepare himself for his semi final match.]
[Fade Out]
[Inside Boardwalk Hall, the ring has been completely set up. The cables have been strapped to the ring posts and the arena has been prepared for tomorrow night's semi final event. Laying in the center of the ring, with his arms and legs spread out, is Shane Quickenbosh. Quick stares into the bright lights of the arena, reflecting on what has and what will come.]
Quickenbosh:
Havok, for the first time I see someone who wants this as much as I do. For the first time since this tournament kicked off, I can look into the eyes of a man who has a true desire for it. A man who has something to prove. Let me tell you something, Havok.....in my eyes, you have nothing to prove. The mere fact that you were invited to the YLC is enough to close the mouths of the doubters. The mere fact that you advanced out of the first round is enough for people to take notice. And the mere fact that you will be standing across the ring from me, competiting for a spot in the finals is enough to show the world, how good you truly are.
[Shane rises up to sit Indian style.]
Quickenbosh:
Havok, like I said, I don't doubt how badly you want to prove something. I don't doubt how badly you want to raise the Young Lion's Cup Trophy. The only issue I have with it.........I want it that much more.
[Quick raises his arm up and holds his fingers to symbolize an inch.]
Quickenbosh:
Just that little bit more will be what takes me to the finals of YLC. That's how I see it. That's how I view it. But, I guess we won't know for sure till tomorrow night. Because once that bell sounds, the time for talking will have ended. Once the bell sounds, only our actions and our own personal will can overcome. There is no doubt in my mind that you will lay it all on the line tomorrow night. As, I am sure there is no doubt in your mind, that I will do the same. We walk in with mutual respect and I know we will walk out the same. May the best man win.
[Shane stands up and begins to exit the ring. He stops for a moment and turns back.]
Quickenbosh:
Just one other thing............lightning has a habit of striking.........when you least expect it.
[Shane winks and then quickly exits the ring. He walks behind the curtain to prepare himself for his semi final match.]
[Fade Out]
