Post by Quickenbosh on Sept 24, 2005 14:45:17 GMT -5
[Fade In]
[American Airlines, Flight 467 to Albany, New York is in the air. The ride has been turbulence free, as the plane is safely in the air and approaching, Albany. Shane Quickenbosh is seated in coach, next to a mother of two showing him pictures of her little ones. Quickenbosh smiles at each picture. He leans back a bit to get a little more comfortable before turning to the aisle.]
Quickenbosh:
Will Dinero, everytime I turn around, I see your face. Its surreal, somewhat. And now, your throwing around insults like it was a hackey sack. I thought we were going into Valor Before Glory with one idea and one idea only......respect. You're right Will, talk is cheap. So the time for talking is coming to a close. At Valor Before Glory, I plan to let me actions do all my talking.
[Quickenbosh motions the stewardess with the drink cart over to him. He asks for an Orange juice. The stewardess pours the drink and hands it Quickenbosh. Shane takes a sip before thanking the stewardess.]
Quickenbosh:
Refreshing. This orange juice is going to be much like this Sunday. A refreshing change of pace. A change of pace for all the fans of Valor Wrestling Alliance. For the first time, they are going to be able to witness lightning quick action, mixed with Japanese submission and European technical prowess. A match for the ages, I'm sure. Will Dinero, as the time continues tick. Ticks down to the moment that you and I enter the ring, I become more and more anxious. Anxious to go out there and prove who is the number one Junior Heavyweight on this planet. Anxious to show all the fans of Valor exactly what the Junior Heavyweight division can do. Will, I am sure you are just as excited as I am. But when the bell sounds this Sunday, its all business. I want to win just as badly as you do. And I will do whatever it takes to walk out of Valor Before Glory the victor. And as always........remember, lightning has a habit of striking....when you least expect it.
[Quickenbosh is nudged by the mother seated next to him. She has a few more pictures to show him, as Shane politely smiles. He glances over each picture, making the mother feel so proud.]
[Fade Out]
[American Airlines, Flight 467 to Albany, New York is in the air. The ride has been turbulence free, as the plane is safely in the air and approaching, Albany. Shane Quickenbosh is seated in coach, next to a mother of two showing him pictures of her little ones. Quickenbosh smiles at each picture. He leans back a bit to get a little more comfortable before turning to the aisle.]
Quickenbosh:
Will Dinero, everytime I turn around, I see your face. Its surreal, somewhat. And now, your throwing around insults like it was a hackey sack. I thought we were going into Valor Before Glory with one idea and one idea only......respect. You're right Will, talk is cheap. So the time for talking is coming to a close. At Valor Before Glory, I plan to let me actions do all my talking.
[Quickenbosh motions the stewardess with the drink cart over to him. He asks for an Orange juice. The stewardess pours the drink and hands it Quickenbosh. Shane takes a sip before thanking the stewardess.]
Quickenbosh:
Refreshing. This orange juice is going to be much like this Sunday. A refreshing change of pace. A change of pace for all the fans of Valor Wrestling Alliance. For the first time, they are going to be able to witness lightning quick action, mixed with Japanese submission and European technical prowess. A match for the ages, I'm sure. Will Dinero, as the time continues tick. Ticks down to the moment that you and I enter the ring, I become more and more anxious. Anxious to go out there and prove who is the number one Junior Heavyweight on this planet. Anxious to show all the fans of Valor exactly what the Junior Heavyweight division can do. Will, I am sure you are just as excited as I am. But when the bell sounds this Sunday, its all business. I want to win just as badly as you do. And I will do whatever it takes to walk out of Valor Before Glory the victor. And as always........remember, lightning has a habit of striking....when you least expect it.
[Quickenbosh is nudged by the mother seated next to him. She has a few more pictures to show him, as Shane politely smiles. He glances over each picture, making the mother feel so proud.]
[Fade Out]
