PROMO: Training Day

[Guest kelloggs]

A young man of 22 sits on a park bench chuckling a bit while a whistle blows. Then on cue a group of four men dash up the hill to his right, touching the fence at the top. They slide down the hill backwards as four others step forward and follow suit, at the behest of the whistle. The first group backs up ten feet, apparently waiting for their next turn. The wind blows and a few leaves float past his face, dancing in a swirl of Michigan breeze. The whistle blows and that feeling there... the feeling of being home. His home away from home.

 

“I can only wonder… what will it be like?” He suddenly states, staring straight ahead as a group of students pass him on the bench. One remembers him and whispers to her friends. The sophomore, well at least she was when he was here waves and giggles causing her younger friends to do the same. “What will it be like to face him in the ring?”

 

The shrill noise pierces his cold ears again as nostalgia sets in, even with the green hooded MSU sweat shirt covering his head. The first group sprints again, slightly slower than last time as their feet dig into grass and soil.

 

“When I first came into the junior leagues, I was brash cocky kid with some amateur credentials… but still just a brash cocky kid and he was JL World Champion…”

 

The second group comprised of younger men, maybe seventeen to eighteen are already winded except for one youngster that kind of shows off for the freshman girls accompanying their RA.

 

“We’re both the same age but he was so much more established…”

 

When I was JL World Champion he was a SWF double champion. Man, doing this was always hell…

 

“We both came through college and the amateurs…”

 

God, that thing’s just as annoying as ever! There were times when I just wanted to shove it right down his throat.

 

“And I thought that being an All-American…”

 

But it made me better. It made me winner…

 

“Winning National Championships meant that I’m something special…”

 

It made me a Franchise…

 

“Is he that much better than me, that I’ll always be in his shadow?” Asks Mak Francis taking a break from watching the two groups run, now carrying each other on theirs backs while going up the hill. That same cocky freshman continues to show off for the girls who now stand and watch. “Is he really the Superior One?”

 

Teacher versus student…

 

The whistle blows twice signaling for the first group to stop. Most of the second group, made of freshman, audibly sigh and back up another ten feet before starting again.

 

I’ve been in this situation before…

 

“I’ll prove to him this Sunday that just because he’s my coach doesn’t mean he can’t be taught a lesson in respect!”

 

The unit finishes and the whistle dictates another carry sprint, to the groan of even the most hardcore of freshman. They switch the carriers again and the arrogant fresh shows off for the female MSU students by acting like he’s spanking his partner.

 

“Tom’s right, the pay-per-view may not be named insubordination but I’m not going to lay down for anybody! So Mak Francis versus Tom Flesher is going down and when it’s all said and done this Franchise will be the fastest rising ICTV champion of all time!”

 

The whistle is quickly blown twice signaling the end of this training phase.

 

“And who the FUCK is Tom Flesher to tell me otherwise… ”

 

As Mak slowly glances to his left Tyler Kinkel stands and pats him on the head with his clipboard. He blows the whistle and the wrestlers run towards the building for mat work.

 

“Kid, that’s why I called you “the Franchise” isn’t it?” Francis gets up and says hello to the girls before following his former coach. As they enter the building Kinkel points to the overconfident rookie. “Mak, I got a fresh in need of some humbling. Do you want to help me out?”

 

“Sure why not… it can only help. It’s my training day after all.”

[Secret Agent 0]

And so The Superior One vs The Franchise becomes the PPV match i can't wait too see. You two have sure turned what orginally seemed to be just another match, into one hell of an event!

 

As always you put down another excellent promo Mak.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed);

"Okay...I will insert a Denzel Washington qoute.

 

Uhm...er...aw screw it.

 

[The sound of Stubby pushing the post button echoes though the empty board.]

 

Mothernature says...where is everyone?"

[Guest Ace309]

Wow, that was an absolutely masterful promo. I loved the internal monologue and the way you developed on my promo.

 

Also, Tyler Kinkel = $$$$.