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| **Scene opens to find the SAW Undisputed Champion working out in what appears to be a barn. Their is a full size wrestling ring where stables would be. The snow falls heavily outside the barn as the heat from the wood burning stove in the barn heats up, so does the training session in the ring. Rob is undergoing a bit of a walk down memory lane once again, flying to Minneapolis, Minnesota and working out with his old friends, Kerry and Keith Collins, former MWWF tag team champions, and current AIW superstars. Rob is in the ring with Kerry as Keith is doing some light weight training. They run through a couple of drills and Kerry begins to yell at Rob.** |
| KERRY: No, no, no damnit!!! Rob, what in the hell are you doing? I told you, don't pull your punches. Hit me for christs sakes. I want you to Rob, I want you to look at me and see Scott Deville, and I want you to give me every damned thing you have! And don't think for a second that when I look at you I see the legendary Nitemare. I am looking right into the eyes of Jason Williams. You and me are in this ring in our own minds Rob, but we aren't fighting each other. We're taking out The Crooked Heel and the Canadian Shield, you got it? NRO: Oh I got it. And listen to you Mr. Collins, my , my we have grown up, and harnessed ourselves quite a sac in the mean time , eh? KERRY: Oh hell no, I know you didn't just say 'eh, did you? NRO: May have I did, may have I didn't, guess you'll have to find out for yourself what I'm talking aboot, eh? KERRY: Oh it's on now bitch... |
| **Rob and Kerry work for about an hour and a half while Keith watches some tapes of the Candaian Shield, provided to him by AIW financial backer, and close personal friend, Rob Osbourne. As Kerry and Rob finish up and hit the showers a large Cadillac Escalade pulls up next to the barn and out steps SAW All-Canadian Champ, "Too Xtreme" Ricky Osbourne....yes, I said Osbourne! He enters the cabin and approaches the table where Keith Collins is seated. He begins to introduce himself...** |
| TX: Hey there, I'm Eric...well, Rob may have called me Ricky, is he around eh? KEITH: What did you just say? TX: Hey bigman, chill out, I'm Rob's little brother, Ricky, and I happen to be the Union Rep for all the roster members of the AIW...is Rob here? KEITH: Yeah right asshole, Chris is Rob's only brother, and you're a god damned Canadian! TX: Look dude, it's a long story....and it's called "The Birth of a Nitemare" you can pick it up now on bookshelves everywhere!! |
| **At that moment, Rob and Kerry appear from the locker room. Rob formally introduces Ricky and they all head to the All-Canadian champ's Escalade and to the city for dinner. They take in some ludafish and awesome Grade A Angus steaks. After a few drinks Kerry and Keith head out and Rob and Ricky decide to party the wild streets of Minneapolis!!! After driving around for about an hour they finally find a small bar outside of Minneapolis in St. Olaf. They head inside and mush to there sugrin, it is full with large Norwegian rednecks all watching a ludafish eating contest. They attempt to order a drink but receive no service, as the barkeep is enrolled in the competition. They head outside and Rob sparks a doob and they stroll to the rear of the establishment to the outhouse.. In lieu, they have a very deep conversation....** |
| TX: So what was he like Rob? NRO: Who, dad? Ah, he was a good guy Ricky. You would have loved him. I mean, not that you didn't, but you only saw him in character on tv. That was back when the game was like Deville likes it, nothing but gimmicks. There were guys that pretended to be clowns, dentists, race car drivers, you name it. Take Deville for instance, I believe he was a city sanitation worker. Well.....maybe not, but damn, he sure smelled like it!! That was when guys were only concerned with their payoffs. The sport has come so far since then. I guess some say that our father was one of the father's of the "hardcore" revolution. I was scared to death watching with Chris backstage in the locker room on the monitors when he wrestled Uncle Otto in a Texas Death Match. It was sick. I was like 12, and Chris was about 9 I guess. My God, when I saw him bleed like that, I knew I wanted to be in that ring doing what he was doing.... TX: What about Chris? How did he react? NRO: Well, even though it's only three years, there is a huge difference in the perceptions of reality between a 9 year old and a 12 year old if you know what I mean little brother. He cried like a bitch and was screaming at Stevie and Matt calling them cocksuckers because their dad was shredding our dad's head open. He never talked to Uncle Otto after that...it was kind of funny really, if you want to know the truth. It's also funny that although you never knew until you were older that he was your dad, that you picked "Too Xtreme" as your monicker, because that is what Bill Apter from PWI called our family in his foreward in my new book, "The Birth of a Nitemare" on sale now! TX: Well, how do you think the boys in the back are gonna react when they finally realize I am your brother? NRO: Well, who gives a shit? Just like Scott Deville secretly asked Pledge not to grant my stipulations for our little tussle, the boys in the back will all go cry on the pillow of big, bad Captain America...and they will all find out, just like Scott Deville will this Sunday, and Trent Davison the Sunday after that..... |
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