| Right Passage |
| {The door creaks open and Rob steps out onto a dock in North Carolina. The crystal waters of a beautiful lake are shining off the hull of a skiing boat. Seated behind the wheel of the boat is Robert "The Edge" Thayer. The former owner of the EWA and Comiisioner of the MWWF waves to Osbourne as he clangs two cans of Natural Light together and motions for him. Rob trots down the pier and hops in the boats passenger seat. Thayer hands him a beer and lowers the throttle on the boat. They begin cruising a t a decent pace and Thayer breaks the silence....} |
| Thayer: Pretty fucked up shit ain't it? Rob: So you know then eh? Thayer: that this is a dream? Yeah, the fucked up part is, that is where I fell asleep, about to go for a ride in the boat, drunk. You might have saved my like Robbie, cause if i had come to and not realized I was in and out, i may start the engine and kill myself if I pass out again afterwards. Rob: Who says you wont anyway, i mean we are moving. Thayer: Shit. Good call. You saved my ass again man, just like when I decided to launch the EWA and kill off the MWWF at Stayin' Alive . Rob: You didn't by chance recently watch it again did you? Thayer: No, why? Rob: Well, the other two people I have encountered in this dream of mine have just been watching it. And I was too. Thayer: YOUR dream? Shit. Wild, now that is crazy, i thought this was MY dream. I was sitting here in this shitty boat, living my shitty life that I have after losing all of my money when the EWA folded after you left. Rob: Rob, if you were doing bad, you could have called, i would help you out man. Thayer: Why didn;t you just stay Rob? Rob: Because, I was bigger than the EWA, and I needed room to keep growing. Rob, look, I became who i am because of the EWA, but when my matches were gimme's at every show, and then you asked me to job to Maniac for ratings, that was it. Thayer: yeah, that was a mistake. You should have beaten him then to. Just like the first time, I never forgave myself for asking you to do that you know. Rob: I think I'm starting to see what this dream is all about. Me and Maniac. and I guess, in the short end, that's what this whole tournament is about, because one of will win that world title. Chances are we will face each other for it. Either way we have both agreed to face the other first if one of us wins it, and we will. Thayer: You have to beat him Rob. Rob: What about all the other idiots in his match as well? Shouldnt I worry about them as much as Maniac? Thayer: No. Hatred and Rage can push a human body to do things it normally could not do, like withstand your brother and, or Trent Davidson. Just to be able to get to you. Win Rob, but be careful. Rob: But I dont think it is so much this event that I am having this drema about, but the fact that one of us will most likely be the world champ, and that we will face then, one on one. Thayer: Again, good call. Let's get thi sboat bac to the dock before we wake up and die. Rob: Hey, I ain't going to argue with that. {They jetison back to the dock, shake hands, and Rob steps back through The Passage and to Jimmy Blast waiting on the other side..... |