Rambling Rants
(( The scene fades into Dirk Dagger in the EWA parking lot. He is wearing a EWA Navy hoody with a baggy pair of dark blue sweats. Pacing back and forth, tapping a wooden bat in his hand he adjusts his CHAMPION Flexfit hat and brings his Oakley's to rest on his hat. He seems to be becoming restless and finally takes a seat on a nearby bench for a quick recollection of thoughts ))
Dirk Dagger - Is he stupid? I mean, why has he not opened his mouth? Is he mentally handicapped? I mean we all know he is a little slow upstairs, considering he has yet to acknowledge the fact that he is facing mass destruction. I wonder if he remembers when I took him out.... all those chair shots to the head and numerous insults from his parents have surely scrambled his brain.
(( Dirk shrugs ))
If he doesn�t want to be a man, that is his decision.... I have nothing to prove! Oh wait, actually I do, I have to prove that I have been at the bottom and I have earned my right to be at the top! Its my time to take him into a whole new world of hurt and prove that I am that damn good!
(( Dirk shuts his eyes and ponders some silent thoughts, his eyes shoot open suddenly and peer straight ahead ))
Eureka! I got it! Let him be silent, it doesn�t harm me! It only helps me..... it lets my mind wonder. What is he doing right now? Probably training harder then ever before, his personal trainer is giving him a tremendous workout! Not that he�s gonna beat me, cause everyone but Maher seems to know that I am gonna whoop him, I think that ol trainer is trying to make sure I don't snap Maher in two! Without Maher he will be out of work! I don�t like that guy, so I will train extra hard and make sure he is back shining shoes where he belongs, Mr. Stone will be so impressed I will be shot straight to the top! I'm willing to make the sacrifices... anything to be on top!
(( Dirk then gets up again, and walks between the rows of cars ))
I wonder if Maher is scared yet? Hell he should be, look at me! I am the perfect specimen! I am the perfect wrestler! You are washed up Ryan, and I am out to prove it, sure you have been in the game longer and have the experience, but what does that all mean. The true characteristics of a wrestler is...well for one, Charisma, and I think I got that one covered. Agility *Dirk drops the bat and does a short break dance, grabbing the bat again* Ohhhhh shit, got that one covered to. Finally smarts, the thing that tells you what to do, when and why and by looking at your goofy face I think it's safe to say you sure as hell don't have that either. One thing I can't stand is thinking your higher than you are. When I think of being over confident I think of another name, Shawn Rocker, but with Ryan Maher, I think Same shit, different pile.
(( Dirk continues through the rows ever so gently tapping the bat in his palm ))
I wonder if he knows what a Mad man I can be? I wonder if he knows once inside that squared circle I can beat him in so many different ways it is mind boggling. Once in the ring nothing matters but destroying the unlucky man who dares cross my path. Whether I set you up for a Dagger Driver, whether I let your face feel the mind numbing blow of the a Chaotic Concussion, its all the same. The first match we fought so very long ago, I wanted to end your career then and there.. Now there will be no reason for me not to. It will be encouraged if anything. I also have always wanted to make you scream. Make you cry out in pain and agony. When I lock in a Third Degree on your ass and make you black from the pain, than I will have made myself useful in my head. I am not only going to kick your ass, I am going to make you were never entered into EwA. Most of all, make you wish you never heard the name, Dirk Dagger. I am the real deal of wrestling. The toughest fighter you have ever faced is... well, is me. I am twice the wrestler that you are and frankly, I do not think you have half a chance in hell of coming out on top. I will drive your face so hard into the mat you will no longer be able to open the gaping whole that is your mouth.
(( Dirk stops and turns back the other way ))
What's wrong with your face anyways, when I see it I am always wondering silently, does he have some sort of mental problem. I mean, I am a presentable guy, I look like a million bucks. You need to get your mommy to take a kleenex to your face once and awhile to wipe that drool. I haven't seen a lot of your matches I must admit though, I haven't cared to see you get your ass handed to you, but the ones I do see, all I can do is point out your sloppy style. You have no skill, you remind me of wrestling of old, nothing spectacular. It is the days of new Maher, no matter how much you don�t want it to be.
(( Dirk turns around and mumbles ))
He is so ugly It looks like someone wooped him in the face with a big ol bag of �awww fuck no.� Reminds me of my gay cousin, prances around and pretends people actually care who he is.
(( Murmurs some more ))
I wonder if Mahers ugly self has ever had a woman, I mean he claims he is a pimp but hes so ugly when he applied for a California drivers license they gave him a Oregon one.
(( Shawn Armstrong passes Dirk looking for his car ))
Dirk Dagger - Hey Shawn..... What sexual position produces the ugliest kids?
Shawn Armstrong - Which?
Dirk Dagger - Ask Maher�s mom......
(( Shawn laughs and continues walking, Dirk becomes frustrated ))
Dirk Dagger - I am Fucking Dirk Dagger! Show your face you sonofabitch! He is probably huddled in a corner swaying back and forth and whimpering under his breath........ �I am a man, I am a man, I can do it, hes not going to hurt me, he is not going to take make me cry, I wont cry, Im a man, I dont cry.�
(( Dirk laughs out loud ))
Tuesday night will be so fun, I get to make another man look silly, like a lil baby! Maher will cry, I will make him weep! You think you can take me? DO YA? I DONT FUCKIN THINK SO BUDDY! I want this, you see Maher, your just the first blockade attempting to stop me on my road to success. The first obstacle in my path to greatness, and once I get by you there will be no stoppin my success. Everything I have in me, all my heart, my hate, my anger, my dreams, my talent, all focused on destroying you! You once felt the Dagger Driver, but this time you will feel a much different effect! I wonder if he would want to know what it is, should I strike more terror into his trembling soul, maybe I should take it easy on em...
(( Dirk Laughs and continues his thought ))
Yeah Right! I can�t wait to beat him unmercifully, whether I go up top, lock him in the third degree, brutalize his torso, lock him in a Third Degree, or set him up for a Dagger Driver I know one thing is for sure.... once it is your time, I will pick your bloodied and battered torso up off the mat, and deliver the ever so familiar mind-numbing blow. That�s when it will all happen... your skull will go numb and your brains will scramble, you will feel your nose bust flooding onto the floor, and you will feel tears running down your face. Tear stained cheeks and all will have to watch the referee's hand come down 1..2..3. That my friend is a Chaotic Concussion, and come Tuesday night, you will truly feel the wrath of this Dagger.
(( Dirk runs into a Ford Pinto, he laughs and then looks at the license plate......))
MaHeR RLZ
(( He takes another look at the car and laughs. Taking the bat he swings knockin out the back window, laughing he turns around, runs and jumps in his BMW screaming one sentence... ))
Dirk Dagger -Fuck You Maher! Its My Fuckin Time!
(( Scene Out ))
