One night on board chapter one.

August 22 2019

We are at the Open Air Poolside amphitheater where Valora and Senor Vinnie are watching a romantic movie at night underneath a comfortable Fleece Blanket. They have a bucket of champaigne with them as well as a bucket of popcorn as Vinnie is hands Valora anything that she desires.

Valora: OH Vinnie, you really are spoiling me. Renting this entire amphitheater for just the two of us?? Watching Shallow Hall?? How did you know I love this movie?? And how did you get them to play this movie?? It wasn’t on their playlist.

Vinnie grins as he hands her very own glass of champaigne as he watches her drink from it while taking a bite from some popcorn.

Senor Vinnie: Well it wasn’t easy, but I have been in contact with the ship for quite some time. Managing to secure a copy of the movie just for you and me.

She smiles as the two kiss each other before turning their attention back to the movie.

Valora: To be honest, Hall reminds me at certain points of you Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie: It’s the smile right???

The two laugh for a few moments before silence comes over them again for a while.

Valora: No seriously, just look at Hall at the beginning of the movie. Always focused on one thing and one thing only?? To score with a beautiful woman, ignoring the fact that there is much more in this world if you only allow yourself not to be blinded by stupidity.

Senor Vinnie: So I was stupid???

Valora playfully punches him in the shoulder as Vinnie fakes that it hurts a lot.

Valora: No you silly, you were just like him so focused upon obtaining a world title that you did not allowed yourself to realize that there’s much more in life than just winning championships.

Vinnie looks sad at Valora, who becomes very concerned.

Valora: What’s wrong Vin??

Senor Vinnie: How could I possibly make a comparison like that if I have yet to win a championship belt???

Valora: Why you….,

Vinnie puts his hands up in a playful attempt to defend himself from the so called “powerful” punches of his fiancé as the two laugh. Vinnie wraps his arms around Valora eventually as they return their gaze at the movie.

Senor Vinnie: You are definitely the best thing that has ever happened to me Valora.

A tear emerges from Valora’s eye as it lands on her cheek, she looks at him with a smile as he is focused upon he movie.

Valora: Even bigger than Pete??

Vinnie looks at her with a questionable look on his face, realizing that she was just messing with him as he grins.

Senor Vinnie: How could I possibly forget Pete?? Well I must say that me and Pete have shared some rather intimate moments together.

Valora: Oh Really???

Senor Vinnie: Oh sure!! Me and Pete go way back, I remember when we had a seventies party, we relived the flower power movement as we both dressed up in hippie outfits and both wore wigs.

Valora suddenly bursts out in laughter as she envisioned the two dressed up as hippies with long hairs.

Senor Vinnie: What???

Valora: Oh nothing, but I am sure that the two of you sure made some cute hippies.

Both chuckle as they return to the movie.

Senor Vinnie: You were right though.

Valora: What???

Senor Vinnie: About me being so focused that I forgot everything around me. Hell even Pete had to suffer to my greed, I mean we all want to be champions in the long run but at what cost??? I mean I betrayed a friend, I caused a riff between myself and the West family. I called a great champion boring due to his feud with Jake Raab. I broke more plant pots than I can remember and Pete also told me that he hurt his back a few times.

Valora: Poor Pete.

Vinnie looks at her with a questionable look on his face.

Valora: What??

Senor Vinnie: Poor Pete??? Look, I know it isn’t great to have a sore back. But I have told him a many times that he needed to look for lighter plant pots. You know the sporty types.

Valora: Sporty type of pots for plants???

Senor Vinnie: Yeah!! Haven’t you seen the ones that Nike have made recently?? They even have memory foam.

Valora: Memory….. foam??? Now you are just kidding with me right???

Vinnie shakes his head no, clearly serious on the whole subject on the sport pots.

Senor Vinnie: Oh no Valora, you see they are so special that when you drop them that they bounce back up to your hand. The impact on the pot slowly fades as the memory foam remembers the shape of the pot and turns back to it.

Valora has a look on her face that would almost show a huge question mark on her face as she is not believing anything that Vinnie is telling her.

Valora: Okay, where’s candid camera?? America’s funniest home videos?? This can’t be real!!!

Senor Vinnie shakes his head and grabs his cell phone as he searches something  on the net before turning his phone towards Valora and shows her a special custom made pot from Nike.

Valora: Now I have seen it all, but…. Why haven’t you bought this for him??

Vinnie shrugs to the question from his fiancé.

Senor Vinnie: It’s very expensive, besides Pete has told me that he is allergic to the rubber that is inside the pot. He could get dirt poisoning form it and he is very sensitive being lightheaded.

Valora: Lightheaded??? What the??? How???

Senor Vinnie: Well you see, apparently when you give him a fertilizer inside a nike sports pot the cactus will lose its spines. Also it apparently sucks up all the water that you put inside the pot.

Valora: It does???

Senor Vinnie: it sure does mi amor, it’s actually a plant killing substance that if you do not treat it correctly will kill the plant and everything in its sight.

Valora looks at him dumbfounded, not being able to digest all the information her fiancé is giving her until.

Senor Vinnie: Got ya!!!!

Valora: Wha??? OH damn you!!!!

She ultimately realizes that Vinnie was playing a joke on her as she scowles at him before the two start to laugh on the entire subject.

Valora: How is Pete anyways?? I hope he isn’t too disappointed that he could not join us on the cruise???

Senor Vinnie: To be honest?? I think he and Penelope are just too happy that they have the house for themselves.

Valora: They are??? How so??

Senor Vinnie: Well I talked to the babysitter yesterday and she told me that she heard sounds of pots oo the stone floor of the kitchen. She even heard laughter and chains rattling, very disturbing to be honest.

Valora: Okay Vinnie, that’s enough. You need to stop with he imaginary things that Pete is unable to do.

Senor Vinnie looks at her very seriously before shaking his head.

Senor Vinnie: Pete has a very high pitch scream if he is drunk, I have seen him before when he was drunk and that wasn’t a pleasant sight to behold amor.

Valora lughs even louder, still not believing a thing that Pete is telling her.

Senor Vinnie: Look, you wouldn’t be laughing if you got the phone call that Pete was in a car accident. He apparently forgot to fasten his cactus sized seatbelt on the backseat of the car.

Valora: But who was driving???

Senor Vinnie: Penelope.

Valora: WHAT!!?


Senor Vinnie: Look, I know this sounds unbelievable. But it is true!! It’s the biggest hit on youtube. She even got an invitation to drive the Indy 500. I….,

Valora: Enough Vinnie!! that’s enough!!! You are just making this up and I am not even sure whether I want to believe this!!! But we need to enjoy the movie together and let us just drop the whole Pete conversation.

Senor Vinnie: You started it…..,

Valora: ENOUGH!!!!!!

Senor Vinnie: Fine!!! But I will tell Vinnie everything and that you do not believe him.

Valora rolls her eyes as she decides to ignore Vinnie as the silence comes over them once more ast hey start to watch the move as the shot fades

The Artist and his goal chapter one

Senor Vinnie can be seen sitting at his balcony where he is sitting behind a canvas as he is holding a painting palette in his left hand while measuring Valora with his brush in the other hand.

Valora: I did not know you could paint Vinnie??

Says she smiling, she is glowing with love and anticipation of how the painting will look like

Senor Vinnie: You know Senorita Valora?? I as an artist have many talents, as an artist once I have something inside my head I need to transport it to my fingers. These fingers are just made to create magic. As I am sure that you have already found out by yourself

Valora giggles from the comment being made by Vinnie as he is still keeping his right hand towards her with his thumb up as he holds the brush in his hand.

Senor Vinnie: But if you don’t try something new every now and then, you won’t grow and find your hidden talents that needs to be unleashed upon the world.

Valora nods as she continues to smile while running her fingers through her hair.

Valora: Why are you so wonderful???

Vinnie smiles as he finally uses the brush on some of the paint on his palette and starts to move it all across the canvas. He stares at it before turning his attention towards Valora and nods his head before continuing to create the painting of his fiancé.

Valora: Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie: Si amor??

Valora: I appreciate spending as much time that I can with you on this cruise before our wedding day, but I hope that it will not interfere upon your goal to become world champion. I know how much it …..

Vinnie smiles as he turns his face away from the canvas that he was painting upon as he puts the palette down upon the table next to him. He walks over towards Valora and grabs both of her hands as he kisses them.

Senor Vinnie: I guess it’s time for a break…,

Valora: I hope that I did not said something wrong??

He grins as he rubs his fingers over hers as the two look over the railing of their balcony as they stare at the ocean that looks like it is spreading by the movement of the cruise ship that they are on.

Senor Vinnie: Beautiful isn’t it???

Valora: it is Vinnie…, I am so thankful for you asking me to marry you upon this cruise…. But…,

Senor Vinnie stares at her with a curious look upon his face.

Senor Vinnie: But??

She sighs, feeling uncomfortable to mention the title shot that he will have at the main event of Summer XXXTreme.

Valora: Look Vinnie…, I have to be honest. I have been thinking about what would happen if somehow Austin …..

Senor Vinnie: Beats me???

She has gone silent for a moment, she was unable to finish the sentence but Vinnie knew exactly what she was thinking about. He wraps his arms around her waist as he pulls her close to him before kissing her on the lips. The two smile and embrace each other for a few moments as Vinnie nods his head.

Senor Vinnie: I understand your concern mi amor, but no matter what will happen in that one on one confrontation for the championship. That match is for me to put up or shut up, the final opportunity for me to achieve a personal goal in life that I have yet to fulfill. But even though it means a lot to me, to become world heavyweight champion. It will forever pale in comparison to the unity that we wish to complete with us telling each other that we will love each other forever. To death do us part my love, there’s no bigger price that I could not wish for than to marry you.

Valora blushes as she loves to hear him get all romantic.

Valora: You are such a sweetheart. But…,

He runs his fingers across her cheek as he lifts her head towards his after she slowly started to show concern as she moved it away. He stares into her eyes with confidence and a huge smile upon his face.

Senor Vinnie: You not need to worry about me losing the match and not becoming world heavyweight champion mi amor. Already I am the champion that has captured your heart, that has been upon your thoughts since the day that we confessed our love for each other.

He puts his finger upon her mouth as she wanted to say something, but he stops her in doing so.

Senor Vinnie: Austin James Mercer is a great fighting champion I admit my dear sweet Vlora, but it is not impossible to shock the world and do something that no other man has ever done before. Even Senor Mercer himself has mentioned that very same statement that indeed I could dethrone him to become champion.

She tuns her head away, not wanting to show him her ever growing concern upon her face. Valora has gone through a lot in the recent months, she had wished that she could have focused just solely upon the cruise and her wedding with Vinnie. But having to deal with the Adoption, the situation of Ty and Vinnie marrying her, Ty and Kristjansson. And the world title match, she had wished for the match to have been on a different moment as she had feared it would cast a spell upon their marriage should he lose. She had understood that he wanted it to happen after his main event match so that he could completely focus on that one very special moment. She sighs as she suddenly feels his gaze upon her as she turns her attention towards his and sighs again.

Valora: Vinnie…, I…,

I don’t know if this wedding on this cruise as well as your world title match was such a smart idea. I….,

She can’t continue her talk as the smile on his face paralyzes her somehow, slowly getting weaker in the knees as he kisses her gently.

Senor Vinnie: I know you are concerned mi amor, Ty told me about the last time that you were engaged to someone else. How he has hurt you and how he cast such a painful moment over not just you, but everyone else that loves you.

The mention of her previous engagement causes a tear to roll down her cheek, only to be gently removed by Vinnie’s fingers before kissing her once more.

Senor Vinnie: I am not like that….. I wish I could that lowlife a man mi amor. But I do not intend to back down from the most important moment in my life. I already have felt the cold emptiness of a life without you when we had broken up not so long ago. And you were right not wanting to trust me or even wanted to see or talk to me ever again.

Valora: Oh Vinnie…, I….,

But he shushes her once more as he places his finger upon her lips. His eyes stare at her trembling mouth as there is so much that she wants to say to him, but the moment that they share with each other causes her to freeze in anticipation of what is coming next.

Senor Vinnie: I have promised Ty that I would never dare to hurt you…. he asked me not to do so on purpose before accepting the fact that he would give you away to me on our wedding ceremony. It was then that opened my eyes even more as well as  my heart that I already have been given the opportunity to love an anger for the rest of my life…. Making me the luckiest man alive.

Valora: Oh Vinnie….,

Senor Vinnie: It’s moments like these  that make me realize that I have been living a life of being desperate. A life where I valued greatness by merely a championship belt…., but I know now that there is so much more that I need to fight for every single day of my life. And I realize that I have overcame the biggest obstacle in my life after you walked away from me.

Valora lowers her head as she does not want to be remembered of what happened in their lives

Valora: Vinnie…, it’s behind us… we do not need…

Senor Vinnie: Oh but we have to mi amor, you see I learned a valuable lesson at that very moment. Something that Ty also pointed out towards me, that when things go bad that I would just turn a blind eye or blame someone else for my mistakes. The old Vinnie would perhaps blame Ty, Fenris or hell maybe even Pete… or ….

He swallows his words as he turns away his face to hide a tear.

Valora: Vinnie???

Senor Vinnie: He may even have uttered the one name that I only wish to speak upon of love, trying to protect his own greed to secure his low self-esteem. But that night something changed, I woke up and realized that if I would ever get to just talk to you…. let alone being on a cruise to make you my wife…

She blushes from the words that he is uttering as she is feeling his unconditional love for her.

Senor Vinnie: I could not give up on you Valora, I had to fight to prove to you that I am no longer that man that ruined it all. I had to fight against what everyone else thought of me, I had to prove my worth and for some reason…. You gave me another chance, a chance I to this very single day wonder if I ever deserved it.

Valora: Oh Vinnie….,

Senor Vinnie: But I reckon I did and I grabbed that opportunity with both hands…., having to fight hard for your love as well as having to travel across the world. Reminding myself of the championship opportunity that would be nearing with every single passing of the day… it made me think of everything that I have done in the past Valora…. And even though I wished that it was Fenris instead of Mercer, to close that chapter for myself and everyone else out there that doubted me or still do…. But I guess my opportunity is knocking on my door in the name of Austin James Mercer… and I intend to succeed where I have failed before.

Her fingers scratches his cheeks before the two kiss and embrace as they look towards the ocean as well as the people that enjoy their stay upon the cruise…. Awaiting a night that they will never forget, just like the two lovebirds as the shot slowly fades.

The Artist and his goal chapter two.

Senor Vinnie is seen at a black jack table along with Ty West and Valora. All three are enoying a moment of relaxation and a game of black jack. Vinnie looks at his two cards that are in front of him. A King of Hearts and a seven of Spades.

Ty: well Vin?? Are you going to draw another card?? Or are you going to call??? It’s a risky choice no matter what.

Vinnie nods his head before he motions to the card dealer to hit him another card with his head.. the card dealer nods and grabs the top card of the deck and reveals a four of Diamonds. Making it twenty one as he grins as he looks at the card dealer. Who turns around his two cards and reveal a Queen of Spades and a King of Diamonds.

Card Dealer: Twenty, gentlemans twenty one wins… congratulations sir.

Senor Vinnie nods his head as he receives his winnings from the card dealer. He tells him that he has had enough and Ty is asking his aunt if she is willing to take a gamble. Vinnie kisses her lips as he walks off with his winnings to substitute it for money. He passes several people before reaching the money exchange. Collecting his winnings and turns around, only to look at his finace and her nephew sharing a laugh and grins.

Senor Vinnie: Isn’t life just great?? And of course only if you are willing to put any effort into it to make it worth your time and energy. To have a goal in life that would only benefit your focus in life, that when you look back at it that you at least know you have given it your all no matter whether you win or lose…. In life if you put every moment of energy in it makes it all worth the wait and sacrifices that you made to get so far. Realizing that there’s no turning back…..

No turning back, I realize that I put myself in a situation that I cannot turn back anymore. And to be honest?? It’s something that I would not want to miss out on for anything…. Anything?? Well, hat’s something that could be easily debated for the fact that there’s always something far more important in life.

He grins as he sees Valora wave towards him for a moment before turning her attention back to her  nephew.

Senor Vinnie: You sure put out an interesting case to convince me as well as anyone else out there why I would not win the match eventually huh Austin?? I must admit that besides of having to listen to broken records that I have heard since Fenris made me realize that everything is coming to a full circle. Once again I am fighting for the gold, once again I am confident that I am going to beat the champ and take home the gold. Once again, I am reminded of the past, of how things have gone recently as well as the long run of me wanting to become champion.

And I know at some points you were right Austin…,. But all you did was just stating facts of what has been… not that what is… not that what should be… or if you are just a basic science wizard that can drag Einstein’s Theory of Relativity and alter it into a space oddity of zero gravity only to bring out the forces of nature as once again the victor in your pointless attempts to reverse the accusation of me trying to get inside your head.

He grins as he orders a glass of water and takes a sip from it before slowly moving towards the woman that he loves and her nephew that he once again can call his friend. Even though the two have a long way to go, but he is confident that eventually he and Ty as well as Fenris can see eye to eye…. Or even more….

It was truly entertaining to see you grasp upon the physical aspect of me being a huge monster, that turns into a puppy that is afraid of his own shadow. Obviously not the exact the same words that you were using, but I guess creating a comparison that would be understood by the young kids that are allowed to stay up late during their holidays to make them understand what you were attempting to growl about. Quite seriously the complimentary flattery only caused me to lift my hand towards my mouth to prevent me from yawning was rather alarming. Alarming that a champion would refrain himself from tactics that I have been accused off…, being childish. But I guess when a physical champion as yourself gets dwarfed by another specimen. The first assuming thought would to resort to a negative escape that could cause a twitch to occur.

Vinnie stares at the camera and gives a wink before turning his gaze back to his fiancé and Ty.

Senor Vinnie: I of course could resort to find excuses, telling you that I was only concerned about the title shot that I would be getting no matter what… pointing out that I gained something that I deserved to have… But of course that is what is what a mind trick is asking of someone elses opponent to resort to…., making the second party in a one on one confrontation realize that he or she has an edge ver the other person. For that I applaud you senor….,

But nothing more like that could ever be the truth that you do not wish to seek. Great champion, or should I even say equally as great training beast that knows how to prepare himself for a fight…., no matter the rules or the name that will replace the previous filled in competitor that attempted to test his luck.

Luck…, that is a great key word Austin. Luck…., am I seeking to prove out there that I could get lucky??? As if I am being fortunate to have luck upon my side to even get to this very situation  of challenging the champion on my terms and have the champion upon a disadvantage.

Senor Vinnie takes another sip from the glass of water before staring at the few drops of water that remains.

Senor Vinnie: I was lucky to have experienced an eye opening experience when I earned my first title shot Austin. I thought I was already ready to take the Sin city Wrestling by storm, string my way into the hearts of the many fans as my fingers makes my guitar gently weep. And to this very day I have been waiting for that moment to be fulfilled. Quite same tale that you demonstrated to have prepared for to be uttered on every screen out there for every punk kid to watch. But you just forgot avery important key aspect Senor…., everything that I have obtained… I have earned… Like I have earned this title shot to face you for the gold…. And being confident that I will beat you. Because let’s face it, isn’t that what this fight is all about??? For me to take away what I believe is mine…, where you attempt to prove otherwise and push me down the line of wait for another opportunity.

Those are the thoughts of a desperate man, a man that knows that if he does not win now… when will he?? Will he ever??? And like I have already stated Austin…, I have already won. I am already a champion…, something that your little friend resorted to a different place, a different time zone perhaps?? Or maybe, just maybe hide his stupidity.

Stupidity that I am already aware that you will refer to the obvious, that he has beaten me… calling out the childish nature of a champion to obtain his right to be right…. So go ahead a I will simply laugh and shake my head. As you already resort your tactics of just telling how wrong I am and how right you always need to be….

But I am slowly drifting off am I not Austin?? You see my friend, you need to beat me to walk out successful. While I already have won, while I already have the final moment to myself and Valora… Where I will be glorious and successful in love, something that is far more important than your championship belt. No matter what, I have already beaten you in every possible aspect in life my friend…. But I am sure that your simplicity is too simple minded to grasp another reality than yours.

He places the glass down on a table before walking over towards Valora and Ty. Only to stop merely a few feet away from them as he shakes his head in laughter.

Senor Vinnie: I will fight you Austin, words that I am sure that you have heard all before in every single title defense that you have had. Just tell yourself the obvious, tell yourself the same riddle that you have grown to believe since beating Fenris…. Whereas I know that I have got you beat in every aspect of life… now all that remains is that championship belt Austin. The one thing that has eluded me from reaching full circle in my professional wrestling career… until then Austin…, until then….,

With that he joins Valora and Ty once more as that causes the shot to fade.

 We are in a club somewhere in Las Vegas, Vinnie is drinking some tequila’s while talking to Amy Santinoand Jessie Salco who joins them through skype as she is at a metal festival. He is a bit tipsy while moving his head to an annoying beat that’s been played on the sound system

Senor Vinnie: Can’t we just play some good shit??

Jessie: What about a classic Manowar song?

Senor Vinnie shrugs as he takes another sip from is tequila before ordering another one after he finished the drink. He sighs as he leans back and stares at Amy who is shaking her head.

Senor Vinnie: What??

Amy: Are you going to mock all night long?? So you lost to Jones, you cannot have this influence you this week. Because if you haven’t noticed, we have an opportunity to qualify for the finals of the Mixed Tag Tournament. And unlike you, I am not certain to have a title match coming up.

He nods his head, realizing that Amy is right. He has been so focused upon facing Austin James Mercer for the title and his singles matches of late. Also his engagement with Valora West has been on his mind a lot lately, trying to prepare for the best wedding that wrestling has ever been a witness to. Witnessing two people giving each other the confirmation of their love.

Amy: Vinnie?? Did you hear me???

Senor Vinnie: Uh… wha?? Err…,, I’m sorry. I was….

Jessie: Let me guess?? Distracted???

Again silence falls over him, he places the glass of tequila down on the table and stares at Amy.

Senor Vinnie: Okay, you have my complete attention. Shoot…

Amy Santino rolls her eyes, but decides to let it slide.

Amy: Look Vinnie, we are a team. We support each other. We have had some issues with Acquin that he is unable to perform in this semi finals match. Thankfully you have volunteered to step in to help out. Making sure that we have a chance to qualify for the finals and take home the Mixed Tag Titles.

Senor Vinnie: No problem, we need to Rock on and drum to our own beat!!

He raises his hand in the air and makes the devil sign with his fingers, but Amy and Jessie look at him before looking at each other.

Senor Vinnie: Too radical???

Jessie: I would rather call it useless as only a handfull would notice it here… and I doubt it tha they would be interested what is going on behind the scenes of Cheers TV.

Jessie;  Ohhh can I be Ted Danza’s squeeze???

Just before Vinnie or Amy can respond they notice that the transmition between them and Jessie has been disconnected. Vinnie turns his attention away from the screen and looks at Ay..

Senor Vinnie: How have you two been capable to coexist as tag team partners for so long??? They say that I am nuts, but this???!!!

Amy chuckles ass he thinks back to the many memories that she has with Amy, both good and bad. She grabs a glass of champagne and sips from it

Amy: It’s quite an interesting story to be honest, but instead of trying to come up some high profiled story, telling that me and her are connected by blood. It is solely the love for good music that brought us together. I…

Senor Vinnie: interesting, I always thought that it was your combined love for pink arm bracelets.

Amy: Pink….. bracelets???

She looks at him bewildered, she had not expected an answer like that from the man that she and Amy had handpicked to be their first ever male tag team partner in the Metal and Punk combination. Truth needs to be told that she had always enjoyed a good song, even though she was more the punk lover than metal.

Amy: Well…, i…..,

Senor Vinnie: Well I had decided that since you are the punk combination of the two ladies, to bring you some musical interest that I am positive that you do not own yet.

Amy: You are too kind…., I….

Senor Vinnie: No I insist, you two have been very patiently with me and I have yet to deliver. So I was thinking in fairness of the who teambuilding experience that I am trying to understand that you two have been attempting to build up.. I…..

Suddenly we hear a loud buzzing sound that is followed by a huge fart noise that causes Vinnie and Amy to look around in utter shock.

Jessie: What did I miss???

Vinnie looks at the screen, seeing Jessie who had returned contact through skype again. She is wearing a Paradise Lost t shirt and we hear some blistering guitar solo blasting on the background.

Amy: Vinnie was going to give me a….

Jessie: WHAT???!!!!

Amy: Vinnie …….

Jessie: Text me!! I can’t hear you!!!!!

Jessie quickly turns off the connection on skype on her cell phone to go back to enjoy the metal festival that she is in. Leaving Vinnie and Amy in the club staring at each other.

Amy: I guess you wanted to show me something???

Vinnie nods his head as he grabs his purse that is on the ground next to him and hands her a vinyl record that is covered in gift wrapping. She looks at him wondering what is going to happen, but she is urged to unwrap the gift wrapping. After a few moments of reluctantly not wanting to do so, her curiosity finally comes over her and takes off the wrapping like a young school girl that gets her first birthday present from her boyfriend. After a few moments she finally manages to undo the wrapping, only to stare at….

Amy: You got to be kidding right??

Senor Vinnie was gloating from ear to ear as he was watching Amy undo the wrapping but is clueless to see her face after pulling out the vinyl record.

Senor Vinnie: What???

Amy: I am the Punk rock part of the gang Vinnie…. this isn’t pu….

Senor Vinnie: Hold on, isn’t punk the music equivalent of wanting to kick the establishment’s butt and not wanting to take names???

Amy: Yes…, but….

Senor Vinnie: And I know that technically the punk movement wasn’t perhaps the greatest musical movement of the history of our beloved music era.. it sure doesn’t hold a candle to my love for mariachi music, but bands like the Sex Pistols, the Clash and Ramones aren’t quite the crème de la crème of the music industry you know. And yet we all celebrate them for their contribution right??

Amy: Yes…, but this is N….

Senor Vinnie cuts her off by putting his hand before her mouth and shakes his head.

Senor Vinnie: It’s not fair wanting to spoil the surprise for the viewers Amy, it’s not their moment to be spoiled by a band that knows how to hit those guitar strings while the singer only knows one vocal chord and that’s quite boring to be honest. But again, who am I to complain someone else’s musical preference. Although I truly wonder is tis really punk???

Amy is annoyed as she is about to smash the record against Vinnie’s head

Amy: Of course this isn’t PUNK!!! This is f***ing Nickleback!!!!

Senor Vinnie’s mouth opens up in utter shock, realizing what he has done

Senor Vinnie: OH fuck…., I guess I mixed gifts.

Amy: Mixed??

Senor Vinnie: I guess I have given you a gift that was for someone else… I…

Amy rolls her eyes.

Amy: I am sure that Jessie doesn’t like Nickleback either Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie: OH I know that, she already had gotten my gift a while ago. But I know who has gotten your present instead.

Amy is curious as she looks at Vinnie with an angered look still on her face.

Amy: Who???

Senor Vinnie sighs before looking at is tag team partner.

Senor Vinnie: Pete…, he is a huge Nickleback fan.

Amy: Wha???

Senor Vinnie: I know!!! Who would it thought huh?? But he has the same monotome voice like that singer from this band.

Amy: But if I have gotten his gift, what did you give Pete???

Senor Vinnie: I had bought you a bootleg record from the Ramones before they made it to the big leagues. There’s only like three of them ever made. I….

Vinnie’s phone suddenly buzzes as he excuses himself for a moment to look at it. His face turns from confused over the mistake that he has made to one where it only gets worse

Amy: What’s wrong???

Senor Vinnie: I got a message from Pete.

Amy: Your…. Your cactus can send messages through a cell phone???

Senor Vinnie nods to her question, ignoring the puzzled look on her face.

Senor Vinnie: You should see him when he has commandeered the grill during a family BBQ, e is a mean cook. Wearing that ridiculous kiss the cook apron and even sadder cook’s hat that says If you cannot stand the heat? Get out of the Kitchen.

Amy: Err…., okay?? But what about that message???

Senor Vinnie: Pete just messaged me, telling me that he loves the record and wants to go to the reunion tour of the Sex Pistols with you.. that is IF they decide to do a reunion that is of course.

Amy: But that gift was mine?

Senor Vinnie: I know!!! Can’t you believe the audacity on his behalf?? Just because he is staying at Penepole’s house that he thinks that he is like Di Caprio… Being the King of the world!!!

Amy: Err…,

Senor Vinnie: Don’t worry, I already told Pete that this gift wasn’t meant to be his but yours. He has already agreed on giving it back to you after the cruise. Seeing that he is spending time in Portland Oregon of all places.

Amy rolls her eyes, but sighs and shakes her head.

Amy: Fine!!! I can wait for that gift a bit longer I suppose, but shouldn’t we focus on our opponents for this week???

Senor Vinnie: Yes, but first??? Tequila!!!!

With that Vinnie orders another bottle while Amy is arguing with him in the hope of managing to change his mind to no avail as the shot fades to a commercial break.

*tap tap*

Senor Vinnie: Is this on??

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I guess when there’s silence, there’s people either listening, ran off or died. But unlike my record as of late inside the wrestling ring being anything BUT motivational for others. I Have decided to stay a positive cookie and take this as you all are not in bed yet for your nightcap and listen to the Mariachi of wrestling. Sounds GREAT doesn’t it? It just rolls from the tip of your tongue and ultimately falls down from the belly of the beast so to speak. And I know, I know that a mariachi isn’t quite the punk or metal combination that combined would make the Mariachi that I am. But even those who sometimes sing or play off key need a culmination of the two that would say that there is still hope in improving. That’s where I step in

He smiles as the camera takes a shot of his face as he is wearing sunglasses indoors and a white blouse as the rest of him is off camera to be seen.

Senor Vinnie: I have toured all around the word, I have seen places that none of you even knew of the existence. And no, I am not the type of idiot that doesn’t do any research of a country, city or even lake to get enough information that wouldn’t make me an stereotypical redneck American. And before you all start to complain about me being a SOB. I am from Mexico okay?? We just tell it like it is and if you have got issues with it??? Why don’t you just watch the commentary of the US network upon the arrival of the Dutch team of last year’s Winter Olympics… where people just skate to their work through the channels when it snows. Because even I, when drinking a Margarita couldn’t stop laughing so loud over a stupendous suggestion from a chica that cannot hold her liquor even if her life depends on it. But before all you babies turn off in yawning state. I will return to my original thought to tell the world that me and Amy are destined to bring our gang to the finals. Because unlike my track record as of late, we are just that damn good.

And I can understand that the lovely odd couple of Asher and Ward are looking at me and Amy and are telling themselves that they cannot lose. And I applaud the confidence that keeps their unstable unit together.

And yet, I can hear the thoughts of my fans that call themselves the Senors question their uneducated brains ask themselves… Are you a cohesive unit too Vinnie? And all I have to say is SI!!! The rather successful tag team of Amy and Vinnie has reunited, the team that came this close

He stops as he puts two fingers and his thumb together to put more emphasis to the usage o this close part of his statement

Senor Vinnie: THIS CLOSE in winning the entire tournament, but just like peoples bowels after eating too much garlic sauce while eating shoarma on a hot summer night!!! But that isn’t why we are here aren’t we?? Oh no, you want to hear me talk smack upon Asher and his tag team partner. And of course, how could I go possibly go wrong???

It’s quite impressive that a cocky young kid got his upstart by going some rounds with a reject from the old people’s home and…. Well after that he just slipped underneath the radar. A man that is destined for greatness, a man that always has his answer ready before the question has hit the airwaves and pollutes us with his delusion. I am sure that he will remind us all of how inconsistent I have been as of late in my quest for the world title. Something that I have to ask the world how long it will take before he will ever mount to ANYTHING!! But I should not let my emotions take control over me, as I am about to meet up with my fiancé after this promo. Heading to the movies, where I will be the romancing charm that she loves so much. A gift for the world to see and a treat for you to behold Jack.

Did I utter the word GIFT Jack?? Oh yes I did!! You see, at least I know when to shine when it is needed to. And I know!! I know!! You will refer to my past championship opportunities where I had failed!! Because I know that deep down in your basemen bed you write down notes from what others say and then turn it against whomever it is that is willing to listen!! Causing originality to be a backburner to your suave existence isn’t it???

Suave?? Oh wait, difficult word. I will show the world that I have integrated well enough to trash you down without even having to use any trash word to do so!! That’s being educated, that’s how I managed to grab hold of my golden briefcase and punch my ticket to greatness on my wedding day!! The greatest day that will only get better as the ring of gold will be joined by the gold around my waist.

And just to think that all I have to thank for is the love of my life, the love of my freaking life and the trust of my tag team partner Amy Santino. A better tag team partner I could not ask for, a better gift to my present that is getting bigger and bigger for my ever convulsing need to add more and more success behind my name. And what do you have Jack?? What do you have that would make you jump out of the shadows of the forgotten wrestlers?? A one way ticket back to sit on the wooden benches that is called waiting for another opportunity. An opportunity that have earned, an opportunity that I have clawed for and scratched for. Whereas you just sat down and whined and begged to emerge.

So surprise me as Little Bliss Miss Ward will have to deal with the veteran that knows every inch of that six sided ring. That almost lives and breathes greatness…. A gift that you need to unwrap and unfold before your very eyes. Too bad for you, I am not interested of unwrapping your career to anything remotely that would be named…. A success. And I know, I know that you were hoping for Acquin. Another former champion, but instead you have found me Jack. Freebird rules is in place, where we all fly towards the same direction and that’s championship gold senor… Championship gold…. I suggest you start swimming, perhaps you will make it to the cruise ship on time to watch me become the World champion and my amiga Amy and her tag team partner become something that you will not… SCW Mixed… Tag Team Champion… think about it amigo.. think about it.

With that te shot fades

 It’s a miracle night for two

Starring Senor Vinnie and my opponent for this coming Climax Control Malachi.

July 12th 2019
Tijuana, Mexico.

We are at the swimming pool of Senor Vinnie, where he is tanning to take out Valora West after this show and go to the beach. He is grinning from ear to ear as there’s no cloud in the sky that could stop the sun from burning down upon his self proclaimed perfect body.

Senor Vinnie: Isn’t this nice Pete?? The Sun, the hot weather, the pool, the perfect way to spend the afternoon while thinking about Senorita Valora….. errr keep your potted mind out of the thoughts YOU could create about her!!!

He quickly raises his sunglasses and studies his cactus that is on the edge of the swimming pool, the pot that he is in has a Bermuda swimming trunks where the ends of it touches the water. He stares at his cactus with intensity, as if he is reading it’s mind

Senor Vinnie: I can sense you were indeed thinking about that blonde stewardess Pete, you are lucky that I am capable of flying Tijuana Air as they always promise to go further than any other airlines to keep their customers satisfied. And with the amount of money I am spending to keep you from soiling your pot better be worth it!!!

Silence

He nods his head in response to the “answer” that Pete has given him, he puts his sunglasses back on and rests against the beach chair that he is sitting in. A lovely Latina maid comes into shot as she hands him his drinks, he nods his head as she walks off. He starts to drink from his beverage and sighs after a while. He places the drink on the table next to him before turning his attention back to Pete.

Senor Vinnie: I know! I have been so occupied with how to make my briefcase look even more golden that I have failed to beat a Raab. I mean seriously?? How could I not win?? But that’s okay, I am sure that he will come dripping over to me somehow after I cash in my briefcase successfully and tell the world that he was better. Yawn, I hate these people so much, it’s like how Senorita Valora always told me that she likes the true gentlemen in the world of sports. Just like yours truly…, I…

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I regret what happened to my amigo Ty West, I still hope to this very day that he will accept my apologies or just have us fight it out and gain our respect once again that way. Even though I would rather see us shake hands, give each other a hug and a fist bump before the night is over. I mean seriously, we are all adults no?? We are both class act superstars as he has won a championship and I am destined to win mine. I….,

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I know that I have not been able beat a champion for the belt! You don’t have to rub it in you know??? I am very sensitive for repetitive notions that people make to me. I am always the fraud, the fake fighter, I am not a singer and I sure as hell do not look like that singer from that German band you know!!!!

He winks into the camera as he knows that the resemblance between  him and Till is remarkably close. But to this very day he still believes that he is more handsome than the older singer of Rammstein.

Senor Vinnie: But you know something?? I am not going to keep myself being distracted by lesser important things. There is only a few things in life that I care about, that’s wrestling, singing and more importantly Senorita Valora West. That’s right, I am going to be on a quest to redeem myself, making the world witness that one thing that they have never seen before. Me winning the gold and asking senorita the one important question that I have been dying to ask her for a long time.

Silence

Senor Vinnie turns to Pete with an annoyed look on his face.

Senor Vinnie: No I was not talking about adopting another cactus.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Why not?? Are you seriously asking me why not? Isn’t it quite obvious?? Since you have hit mainstream, I have been getting emails from supposedly cactus fans that are telling me that their cactus wants to have your babies!!! I like you Pete, but it’s best that you do not reproduce a line of offspring upon this world!! We aren’t ready for multiplying Pete’s!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes and is clearly aware that Pete isn’t giving up just that easily.

Senor Vinnie: I am not suggesting any blue pills to the cactus doctor! So you better quit it while I am still having a good time Pete. Besides, I assumed you were so fertile as it could be!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie face palms himself

Senor Vinnie: Are you telling me that you have problems with ….. I’m not even going to say this on live television

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I don’t care whether there are talk shows these days discussing every single problem that cactuses may have when it comes down what to do when it has not rained for eleven days in a row!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I could care less whether you are going to use Red Bull energy drink that would give you wings!! It will still not help you when it comes down to (BLEEP!!!)

The shot goes into a commercial break, where Senor Vinnie productions and all of its employees especially Senor Vinnie are very sorry for the foul language that had to be bleeped out of the conversation between Senor Vinnie and Pete the cactus. When we get back we see Senor Vinnie standing at pool side, tapping patiently with his feet in anticipation of the statement that Pete will make as he has a written letter in front of him.

Senor Vinnie: And remember Pete, you need to talk slow and clear into the microphone so that everyone can hear you.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I know that I have written it??? Because I know that when I would allow your mind to come up with the words that seems so normal to say then I have to cut off the spikes on top of your head!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Yeah?? Well…, uhm…, take that!!! Yeah!!! Take that!!!

Senor Vinnie walks from left to right, keeping an eye on Pete as he is listening to it’s written “speech”

Senor Vinnie: NOOO!!!! NOO!!!! You aren’t representative to what you stand for!! chest outwards, smile and don’t drink any alcohol!! Last time you were I had to buy a microphone for your vocabulary to be even more dis-functional than a grasshopper on crack!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: How I know that?? Don’t tell me you have forgotten my last maid Lupe that you had attempted to get her drunk before you started to do striptease rummicub!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Yeah??!! Well I thought so!! Just like I have figured out that my opponent is a fighting Irish and he is as tough as they can be. He is a fighter, he is a man that was also on the supr show and I wonder…, does he show up or is he drinking into the beverage of his own shame??But he is a tough cookie I am sure. But is his cookie an enough challenge for me to square off against the destination GB???

Silence

Senor Vinnie: GOLDEN BRIEFCASE!!!

Senor Vinnie is annoyed as he leaves the room and bumps into another camera.

Senor Vinnie: So Malachi???Are you ready to tango??? To do a slow dance?? Or just let those hips move in the beat of my guitar. I will shook you up and make you do the merengue like a pro before I drop you hard on your back and make you see the stars that I will become. Oh yeah, I said stars… I like to multiply the obvious that is right in front of you. staring you down before yourun off and scream for any assistance. But like everything else that I will be doing lately…, to turn nothing into gold… and to have your golden hope and dreams shoved down to the corridor of forgetting who you truly are.

So instead of just figuring out what I am saying, let me just explain it to you Senor…. I was destined to be the very best… and I am going to show it to you this coming Climax Control… the very best is never wrong Senor… Adios amigo….

With that the shot slowly fades

 The Miracle tales of Sherlock Vinnie….

London’s Calling:

Starring: Amy Santino, Cactus Pete and of course your favorite hero…. Sherlock Vinnie.

Reno, Nevada:

We are outside the hotel where Amy Santino is spending as Senor Vinnie can be seen, he is wearing a rather unusual hat as well as a rather weird jacket and holding a water pipe. Next to him we see Cactus Pete, who is having a rather old fashioned English hat. They are waiting for Amy Santino to leave her hotel as she finally does after having to wait for thirty minutes.

Amy: Hello Vinnie, sorry I had to keep you waiting. I…

Vinnie takes the water pipe out of his mouth and blows out some soap like water bubbles in the air before staring at Amy for a few moments before directing his attention to his cactus.

Sherlock Vinnie: indeed Pete…, it’s rather elementary to think that this plain individual would not forget the specific time that we agreed upon.

He puts the pipe back into his mouth and nods his head while listening to Pete.

Sherlock Vinnie: Uh-huh… indeed, interesting yes…. Hmm… excuse me Amy…, what did you say??

Amy: Sorry I kept you waiting, I….

Sherlock Vinnie: Apologies accepted my dear, it’s quite obvious that we all have the lapse of mentally acknowledging a thought in our brain, causing it not to develop into a deed that would rather benefit the two of us inside the six sided ring

Amy: Errr….,

Sherlock: Let me just rephrase that sentence and replace your obvious look of utter amazement and shock with the look of utter satisfaction. Indeed, satisfaction is upon us my lady senorita.

Amy is completely clueless of whatever it is that Vinnie is talking about, she is looking around to see whether she can find anyone that could help her figure out what is going on. But her mixed tag team partner has caused her attention to be redirected back to him.

Sherlock Vinnie: As I was saying, it’s quite sad the state of England is in. And when England is at the lowest of low, it will obviously affect the livelihood of downtown London. Whereas England is obviously often mistaken for to be the most important place in the entire Kingdom of one Shaven Haven Queen.

Amy: Shaven Haven??? Wha???
Sherlock Vinnie: Pssst, I do not wish to give away too many surprises. But I once saw a documentary that was Called Ali G or something. A movie where gangs of the East Side and West side often just attempted to lose some bodily fluids after every possible spit and drooling situation. It’s quite telling or the modern lifestyle that they wish to put us into in the hopes that we shal imitate them. Because imitation is the biggest way of flattering those who will accept that one and one is two. Everyone? Well at least those, whom have decided for themselves that following a piece of cornbread isn’t that what they truly wanted. And for those who do not have the luxury to do so, just follow these tea drinking, left side of the road driving, Mr. ……

The name that Sherlock Vinnie wanted to use has been bleeped away entirely. Not wanting to be the talk of the town made them interesting and quite downright Nobel Price material if I say so myself.

Am: You are saying it yourself Vinnie… I…,

He takes out the fake pipe out of his mouth and hold it in front of that what is Any, his tag team partner against the veteran team of London Underground.

Sherlock Vinnie: Shush my pretty, I know how well you have been wanting to speak out an thought of originality of mounting anything resembling that of what yesterday’s life has ever presented towards them. An Critical moment that could prepare the worlds greatest musical threesome to greater heights. The Punk and Metal Connection, combining the legacy of two great wrestlers with that of Senor, errr… Sherlock Vinnie.

Amy: Vinnie….

Sherlock Vinnie: It is Sherlock Vinnie my pretty.

She rolls her eyes as she finally decides to give into the demands of her mixed tag team partner. Knowing that he could be rather annoying as well as convincingly and decides to give into his wishes. Knowing that if she didn’t that he wouldn’t shut up for the remainder of the week…. Maybe even longer if you aren’t lucky.

Amy: Yes, you are absolutely right Sherlock Vinnie.

Sherlock Vinnie: Gracias Amy, that’s Spanish for thank you if you had not already figured that out.

She rolls her eyes as Sherlock Vinnie continues his rambling
If
Sherlock Vinnie: I Have understood that many of yesterday’s past news items goes about England. Making me wonder why?? I mean seriously. It has got many news items the last year or so that makes the entire history of any country pale in comparison. It is now even without it’s supposedly great leader, I mean who would want to let their country uncontrolled behind just because you are not popular?? News Flash…, if you are blonde and running a country?? Well let’s just say I’m not going to buy a wall that’s for sure.

Any: Err…,ok…, right… I guess.

Sherlock Vinnie: They claim to be the forefront runners of many things and all I can think about is how they just quit upon the rest of the world. And now?? Now I have to welcome my two countrymen in a mix tag match??? I shudder the thought of drinking tea and dipping a biscuit into the tea pot and watch it drown in the liquid just like an entire nation has drunk in sorrow.

Silence

Sherlock: I know that we were in London a few weeks ago Cactus Pete Watson. I….,

Amy: Watson?? Cactus??? I give up.

Sherlock Vinnie: No!!! You shall not throw in the towel in an mere attempt to distract your opposition in thinking you are a quitter. Because it may just get my teeth crooked like my documentary hero of England named Austin Powers.

Amy: That’s a range of comedy movies Sherlock….

Sherlock Vinnie: I am aware of that….

He turns his attention to his cactus and whispers something to it before nodding his head.

Sherlock Vinnie: I am also aware that seeing that we aren’t in London, but IN Reno Nevada will make my British ability to make my promo’s fall into the puddle of your own sorrow a very limited one.

Amy: I am afraid to even ask why

Sherlock Vinnie: Quite an intelligent question in a rather sad day when it comes down to celebrate your own country. Tear jerkers is a way to let you slip over the proverbial banana peel. Because when you slide, you will keep on sliding until the Brexit is right around the corner of your entire existence of shame.

Amy: So if I am correctly understanding you, you are anti England ??

Sherlock Vinnie: SI….

Amy: That’s not English

Sherlock Vinnie: I know that, it’s what I am trying to make it easier for the Anti English to accept your dislike for the country that claims that has started so many different things.

Amy: Like??

Senor Vinnie: Well like having many legendary figures of sports, music and even the world of politics. Tell me, whom is a bigger figure in the sports world compared to former international of the Mexican Football team named Jose Rene Higuita.

Silence

Sherlock Vinnie looks over his shoulder and stares at his cactus

Sherlock: I remember that Higuita from Colombia. And it was just to see whether you knew the difference between Higuita and Campos Any…. And clearly you had influenced my friend Watson to utter the truth.

Amy: Err…, right… yeah that’s it.

Sherlock Vinnie looks around, starts to sweat as it is rather warm underneath the uncomfortable jacket and hat. He quickly takes them off and starts to sigh of relief when Amy shrugs

Amy: So you dressed up just because of our match this week???

Sherlock Vinnie looks confused at her before turning his attention to his cactus.

Sherlock Vinnie: do we have a match??

Silence

Sherlock Vinnie: Oh right!! Of course we do, but uhm… would it help you if I told you that it was really a matter of a coincidence that the entire situation has evolved into a reality that is quite a funny situation hen you start to think about it…

Amy: Vinnie!! I don’t have all day!! I have to go shopping!! You can finish this on your own okay???

With that Amy walks off as Sherlock Vinnie looks at her confused



Senor Vinnie nods his head and grins Sherlock Vinnie: It’s quite obvious that a bigger country exceeds the expectations of not knowing when to shut up and be humble. Something I hae exceeded many times,b ut even in moments I do not mind relecting himself in themirror and sighs.

Sherlock Vinnie: London Underground you are a former tag team champions combination. You are a former great team that obviously wishes to come back to where you think it’s allowed to be here in the first place. You are dwellers of the modern world, you talk a big game when it comes down to facing me and Amy, ridiculing me and her for being the odd couple out of the entire existence that needs to be remembered as Brexit

He scratches his head.

Sherlock Vinnie: Why would you leave?? You are already an island for crying out loud!! Or did they not just pay for everything.

Sherlock Vinnie: But you have to understand, just being my Watson to my Sherlock. You will play second fiddle to me any given day!!!

Silence

Sherlock Vinnie: I know you are Watson today!! I have to bring back those lowe fools back where they came from.

With that the shot fades

 Senor Vinnie’s quest for a Blast from the Past to open up the future…. Or whatever, just put in a title and run with it yo.

Senor Vinnie can be seen downtown London, England. He is in a music store with his tag team partner for the Blast from the Past tournament Amy Santino. He is standing in front of a white Fender guitar as he is almost drooling all over it.

Amy: Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie: SI???

Amy: You have been drooling all over this guitar for like ten minutes, it is giving me the creeps.

Senor Vinnie: Si.

Amy raises her eyebrow, this isn’t the answer that she was expecting from him and attempts to get him out of his drooling state.

Amy: You know you promised me to go and look at those electric Bongo’s. But if you keep this up, then we are going to be here in front of this guitar until the shop closes.

Senor Vinnie turns his attention towards his tag team partner and looks confused.

Senor Vinnie: Excuse me?? Did you say something???

She raises her arms in the air as she clearly is not happy by the fact that her tag team partner for the tournament wasn’t paying attention to what she was saying.

Amy: The bongo’s?? You promised!!

Senor Vinnie: I did?? Oh wait, yes I did didn’t I???

She looks at him with a questionable look on her face as this causes him to get irritated.

Senor Vinnie: OH you mean right now??? Jeez, I am just standing here for like ten seconds.

Amy: You mean ten minutes!!!

Senor Vinnie shrugs his shoulders before turning his attention back to the guitar.

Senor Vinnie: So it seems that time runs faster than I can count on my knuckles

Amy: So what’s so special about this guitar???

Senor Vinnie turns his attention towards her before turning back to the guitar and grins from ear to ear.

Senor Vinnie: The salesman told me that this guitar was used by Tom Petty from the Heartbreakers on the original Woodstock. I…

Amy facepalms herself before shaking her head in disbelief

Amy: Just don’t tell me that you were going to buy that guitar.

Senor Vinnie suddenly stops talking, swallowing loudly before searching for an answer to give her.

Amy: Oh my God, don’t tell me…

Senor Vinnie: Well, you see. I uhm…,

Amy: You do realize that Tom Petty was never on that original Woodstock right???

Senor vinnie suddenly understands the troubled look on Amy’s face as he got tricked into buying the guitar without checking whether the information is right.

Senor Vinnie: Give me a sec, maybe the salesman is willing to change his mind.

He runs off, leaving Amy behind with the guitar as she sighs

Amy: Why do men always have to be such an idiots when it comes down to buying expensive things???

We can see Senor Vinnie in the background screaming at the salesman in his sound proof office, causing it to turn out into a rather amusing scene from the outside as the camera zooms in on the situation. We can see Senor Vinnie start to gesture with his hands as if he is going to be watering the plants as that causes even Amy to scratch her head.

Amy: Uhm….,

The next shot is Senor Vinnie doing a gesture with his hands as if he is doing a serenade for the salesman that has put his hands to his ears and clearly not liking what he is hearing from the Mariachi and wrestler from SCW.

Amy: Is he singing to him???

Senor Vinnie is out of breath, putting his hands to his hips and inhales a few deep breaths before doing a Riverdance like tap dance before knocking down some plants as well as kicking the salesman into the shins. The salesman screams at him to get out of his office before Senor Vinnie tapdances his wa out of the office and stands face to face with Amy.

Senor Vinnie: Yo know something? That guy didn’t liked my arguments to at least take the guitar back as he didn’t gave me the original information.

Amy: Let me guess, that did not go as planned??

Senor Vinnie looks confused, scratching his head and wondering how she knew.

Senor Vinnie: How’d you know??

Amy: Well seeing he kicked you out after you kicked him in the shins?? That’s not like giving a woman a kiss you know??

Senor Vinnie looks at the salesman in his office and then turns his attention back to Amy.

Senor Vinnie: You know that if I kissed that guy, I would get into trouble with Valora right? I am not going to kiss that guy!!!

Amy sighs once more as she has given up, she looks up and remembers here she came for.

Amy: Can we go to those bongo’s now???

Senor Vinnie scratches his head and realizes that he had promised so he nods his head yes and the two walk off. This causes the scene to fade.

Present day

Senor Vinnie: Is this the moment that we are going to reflect upon our lives and express what has gone wrong and should have happened. Of course not, it’s the you did this and I do that…., you are wrong and I am right. You should for two opportunities, while I am a man that should get an opportunity and whine and bitch about it for how long because I am a freaking Aussie?? Now don’t get me wrong, I love Australia just as much as I love doing another Riverdance dance for a cranky salesman in a music shop. Clearly it is not my cup of sangria and it never will. I mean the sun burns that I got from that country, the many scorpions that run around freely in their deserts as well as snakes, hopping kangaroos as well for some furry bears that just pinch your nose and fart in your ear if you do not pay attention. It is not something that I take seriously if you are someone that comes from that place and wants to take my opportunity that I have worked so hard for to obtain and achieve.

Now don’t get me wrong, Pete told me all about the greatness that came or to this very day comes ot of Australia, you know… things like Flying Doctors, Neighbors, Kylie and what’s that actor’s name again? Oh yeah, Mel Gibson. And apparently that is not enough for these perros to gloat about for the remainder of their stinking lives. oh no, they have to bring in some foul mouthed, clearly clueless and I had to scratch and claw to the point where I am today individual. Well that was an entertaining and educational tale of how we could clearly describe our amigo from down under named Kale Smith. Good for you Senor, I will ask Senor Underwood whether they could have an animated series about your life…, we could call it “Family Fella” and have you be a like fat guy who has a good looking chick s his wife and some dumb idiot as son and a broad and a baby son with a talking dog. Because after I am done listening to you articulate towards me as if you were trying to say something meaningful. It was the only thing that I could think off…, to put your lifestory into something as valuable just as Weird Al Yankovic declining an invitation to make a parody on the classic song: “Nananananaaa heey heeey… goodbye!!!”

Because I can understand the reasoning of someone that is truly an artist in the art of imitation and trying to be good enough to sound like you are original. I mean serious senor, if I had gotten a nickel every time that someone mentioned that I lost to Fenris then I would have the itch to slap the taste out of your stinking mouth. But first before I do so, I will ask you politely to use a breath mint to give you the benefit of the doubt.
But seriously senor, I can tell when a senor is good enough to attempt to get under someone’s skin. Sadly you have to articulate every single letter in the alphabet at least a couple of thousand times to speak to me with such hot air. Because if I had known any better, I would have assumed that you are merely humping up against the wrong tree before leaving a nasty stain down my leg. Don’t you know that it’s not nice to besmirch those who have lived exactly the hard reality that you wanted to impress me with??

Senor Vinnie clears his throat and puts on a rather fake Australian accent

Senor Vinnie: Oi…., I am from Austrrrrrrrrrrrrrrralia, ya know the spot on this planet that sophisticated immigrants wished they had never found. The desert burns, the insects bite and or local hero is a guy that played Crocodile Dundee for crying out loud. A white man that knows the ways of the Aboriginals, as I that is realistic enough to think after Jungle Book nature would make the same mistake that a cartoon story made.

But I have a man that takes pride in telling the tale that he never made an excuse for the mistakes that he had made. There you go kids, never make an excuse when you ride your bicycle through the red light and the cops pull you over to admonish you. never make excuses when your English teacher of 95 refuses your marriage proposal just because you never got laid. Never make excuses when your Oklahoma City Thunder Basketball team loses another first round matchup while your top star is once again averaging a triple double throughout the season. And don’t make excuses when I beat yo during the Blast From The Past tournament.

You see little children, what I am trying to say is that whatever you wish to achieve in your life…. Just ignore Kale Smith… Because this senor is a crying little bitch.

Now I hear you ask me with yor innocent voices why?? Why Senor Vinnie?? Why am I not allowed to follow this man’s lead??? Nd I will tell you why….

This perro attempts to dissect the fake from the obvious. At least you tried perrro, it’s not like I have to listen to someone speak a promo that was educated by a giant of a failure. First it was Mr. Sushi, then it was a movie reject that never got his due. Oh no, senor. At last I have gotten to hear from a man that many assumed that he was a regular joe… but how wrong have they been huh?? A man that looks at the obvious and tells a tale that is out of synch to the rest of what he is attempting to do. OH si senor, I speak of attempts. Because that is what your entire career is based upon isn’t it?? attempting to achieve something that we all know that sooner or later you shall faile upon??

But use the Olympic Thought high above your head, that competing is more important than winning No?? oh sure, I have not beaten Fenris, I have yet to climb the final steps of becoming a world heavyweight champion. I have yet to taste that success that YOU have yet to achieve as well isn’t it?? Because the way I see it, it’s not a weakness to enter something that I should not have to…. it’s not a weakness to take hold of as many opportunities that fate allows you to obtain. It’s not a weakness to enter a tournament and eliminate every possible perro that could ultimately challenge for the belt that I will obtain no matter what… but I know and understand that this isn’t how the Aussie Aussie Aussie… Arrrr Arrr Arrr works isn’t it?? oh no…, the one place where they are even more stupid thatn the Local Brits on this Godforsaken Island of filth.

But that isn’t what truly matters now is it Kale?? Oh no, it’s all about YOU and ME… the man that you called not a fool, he is not selfish… but if you look at the remainder of the table of six of what you should eat to stay healthy… I would have left the twisted potatoes on the plate, the rabid meat miles away from your hungry mouth that would only spew profanity. And then the healthiest of them all…. The fruit and vegetables that keeps your brain sane from the stupidity that you spew on a regular basis. Oh no Senor…, you are far from the originality that needs to be used to mount to anywhere….

You have lost everything huh?? Now what do you want me to do? Be silent for a whole minute?? Letting those words sink in and use it as a motivation for me to make sure that I do not make the same mistakes you made?? Oh sorry my amigo, newsflash!! I did too lose the one person that mattered in my life, without here I would have given up and walk away. But instead of sitting down and writing my memoires about it in the hopes of one day using it as an excuse to gt the sentiments run down his cheeks and be applauded for whatever he may have in his life that troubles him. So until we face each other in the ring senor… nothing that you say matters… nothing else matters…. Except for Senor Vinnie…..

 The Golden Briefcase vs. The Blast from the Past

Tijuana, Mexico

We open up in the mansion of Senor Vinnie in his home town, drinking on some orange juice while enjoying the Mexican sun. He has his cactus sitting on the table that he sits behind and has an umbrella on top of his head to protect him from the sunrays. Senor Vinnie takes a sip from his orange juice through a straw and then savors the taste after placing the glass down on the table.

Senor Vinnie: You know something Pete, I have started to think about everything that has happened in the past few weeks. Beating that Japanese guy, walking to the back still your Golden Briefcase winner and the man that is guaranteed to face whomever is the champ at Summer XXTreme. Yet something is missing.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I know what you are thinking Pete, but Senor Vinnie?? You have everything your heart would ever wish to desire. What possibly could you be missing besides your wealth?? Your many cars and mansions?? Traveling across the world and see new and exotic places…., well those and Ireland where I am scheduled to compete at next coming Climax Control. And that made me think Pete…

Silence

Senor Vinnie: No, I did not think about any leprechauns with a golden pot at the start of a rainbow.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: No, not those four-leaf clovers

Silence

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes as he shakes his head after another apparently irritating answer from his cactus.

Senor Vinnie: No, I’m not searching for an Irish Coffee…, I would rather prefer Irish Whiskey, burning a hole through my stomach when I have some constipation. Causing me to have the runs before a match, I mean seriously. Who would want to have the experience of suddenly having to go?? I wouldn’t!!! Even though I’m smart enough not to wear white pants, it still makes me feel uncomfortable knowing that you would hear squishy sounds and even more squishy feelings across your backside when it happens.

Silence

I know that there’s possibly other ways to cure that problem Pete, but what better to stop things with something that tastes good, that makes you all happy and it has a way dealing with bacteria’s.

Silence
Senor Vinnie is looking on in shock, clearly not expecting the answer that he has gotten from his plant

Senor Vinnie: You what??? Aren’t you aware of the fact when using a laxative that it causes you to go for many…, many…., MANY hours???

The look on his face tells it all, he is clearly upset that his cactus either made a stupid comment or just merely pulled a prank on him. He is grinding his teeth, trying to figure out what his “best” friend has done to him before sighing from relief.

Senor Vinnie: I just remembered that I used the last bottle of laxative on that night that you were so full of yourself that I needed to have that shit removed from your bowels of insanity Pete.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Is that what it’s all about?? You plotting revenge upon a man that once saved your potted ass from having no ass?? You remember that it was almost about to explode from that backside that apparently every Bombshell in SCW find it rather cute. I don’t know why, but then again…. I don’t have a fetish with potted plants.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Yes they do!! Did you not notice that?? They even call you the Harry Potter of plants, but beats me why.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: You think it’s because you are inside a pot??? No way!! But where is that magic wand of yours then???

Silence

Never mind

He face palms himself after hearing that answer, an answer that he immediately had on his mind after the words had exited his mouth. Clearly he feels ashamed for the obvious that he could not have protected from prior to the answer that was given. He looks over his shoulder and sees his maid walk over towards him with the wireless phone. He answers the phone and listens to whom who is on the other line.

Voice: Senor Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie: Si….

Voice: A good thing that I managed to reach you, it’s Mark Ward. I just wanted to inform you that we have decided to deny your request of having you and your Blast From the Past tag team partner Amy compete in an indoor arena.

Senor Vinnie’s mouth drops, clearly he had not expected this.

Senor Vinnie: But…,

Mark Ward: First of all, it would be unfair to all of the competitors in the other matches to compete outside and you inside.

Senor Vinnie: Yes.., but you see….

Mark Ward: Also the arena is outdoors Senor Vinnie, I cannot ask for them to build a ring inside the cafeteria backstage Vin. You know that the Irish aren’t that big, so their surroundings aren’t either.

Senor Vinnie’s mouth has almost dropped to the ground of shear and utter shock. He had requested to have his Blast from the Past first round match to be competed inside instead of outside. For the simple reason that he is accustomed to warm temperatures like in his hometown due to a sensitive skin. He is trying to explain to Mark Ward how he responds to cold weather and most of all to rain.

Senor Vinnie: But Senor Ward, did you not get my doctor’s note, explaining that my skin becomes moist when it comes in contact with rain???

There’s a moment of silence on the other end of the line before we hear a sudden and loud laughter coming from the end of the co-owner of Sin City Wrestling. Senor Vinnie has taken the phone from his ear and looks worried.

Senor Vinnie: Ai caramba, his diagnoses that my uncle Jefe had made about Senor Mark is more than ever accurate than ever before. He had already prophesized that Senor Mark would become very laughable, short breathing and most importantly crying as well while remaining in a state of laughter.

Senor??

He suddenly extends the phone away from his ear, having to attempt to stay away from the phone as much as possible when he is hearing the sudden outburst of anger of the co-owner of the company.

Mark Ward: YOU COMPETE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE VINNIE!! Or else you and Amy will forfeit your spot in this tournament!!

Senor Vinnie scratches his head, where he actually is attempting to reconsider both cons and pro’s on either side of the tale and then finally nods his head and gives in to the pressure that was put on him by Mark Ward

Senor Vinnie: Si Senor Mark, I shall compete like each and everyone else who have to compete under the same circumstances. But I do wish to ask of you one favor senor Mark

Mark Ward: That is??

Senor Vinnie: If I catch a cold or a pulled groin muscle due to the severity of the temperature differences… then I will sue you for every pennies worth of your income senor Ma….

Mark Ward: Senor Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie: Si??

Mark Ward: If you threaten me with anything… EVER!! I will terminate your contract, I will make sure that you will not have that opportunity to compete for the world title due to your briefcase. And thirdly I am your boss…, I own your ass.

With that the phone line disconnects and Senor Vinnie sits there with he phone in his hand and looks in utter shock.

Senor Vinnie: How rude, he didn’t even asked if I wanted to accept this long distance call. You think I had a right to ask don’t you Pete???

Silence

What do you mean I should just say yes and Amen?? I’m not in church you know!! Well I have figured it out already, you are just a suck up to whomever it is that is the authority around here!! You are no use damnit!!!

The shot slowly fades as we go to a commercial

Jake Raab

A name that is etched upon a black board in a class room where Senor Vinnie is standing in front of a class and is explaining who Jake Raab is.

Senor Vinnie: Hello Class, today I am your substitute teacher as your teacher Senorita Manuela has granted me this opportunity to explain to you who Jake Raab is. But before I start, does anyone already know who he is???

A few kids lift their hands up in the air as Senor Vinnie points at a young girl, who is sitting the nearest to him.

Girl: Isn’t he German??

Senor Vinnie nods his head and writes the nationality down underneath his name and turns his head towards the class once more.

Senor Vinnie: Si…, he is someone from Germany, anyone else???

A boy whose face is completely covered with zits lifts his arm in the air.

Senor Vinnie: Si??

Nerd: He has brothers that also are wrestlers and MMA fighters.

Senor Vinnie nods his head and writes down wrestling/MMA family.

Senor Vinnie: Those are two very important items that tells a lot about Jake Raab. But does someone else know something more to tell me about this individual???

A third kid lifts his arm up in the air, he sits way in the back as he is a few years older than the remainder of the class. Clearly this kid has been unable to move on to the next class. Senor Vinnie looks at him and can tell that there will be trouble if he acknowledges him

Senor Vinnie: Anyone else???

Older kid: Over here!!!

He continues to ignore him as he notices that there isn’t any other kid that is trying to give him an answer.

Older kid: Hey Senior Citizen!!!

This irritates Senor Vinnie as he no longer can ignore that irritating older kid and sighs before turning his attention towards him.

Senor Vinnie: Si???

Older Kid: I think this guy can kick your ass in a fight man.

This infuriates Senor Vinnie, grabbing a ruler from the teacher’s desk and walks over towards the kid.

Senor Vinnie: Extend your hands kid

Older Kid: Nah

Senor Vinnie grabs his hands as he is about to use the ruler to spank his hand with it when suddenly the principal walks into the class room and….

Principal: Senor Vinnie!!!

This causes Senor Vinnie to react and suddenly lets go off the older kid and turns around

Senor Vinnie: And that’s how teachers in the ancient Europe taught discipline to their students. Nowadays thankfully teachers show kindness and attention to the needs of their students.

Senor Vinnie looks at the older kid, who is grinning from ear to ear a he knows that Senor Vinnie almost got caught.

Senor Vinnie: But just like what Jake Raab attempts to convince us for that he has discipline, something that students need to be taught as well to make it in the mature world. Something I am sure that you have don’t you???

This causes the older kids face to turn from amused to angry, realizing that Senor Vinnie is talking about the many times that he has been unable to move to the next class where all of his friends succeeded. He puts his arms across his chest and looks angry towards Senor Vinnie while the other kids inside the classroom are giggling over this. Suddenly the bell rings just at the moment that Senor Vinnie wanted to address the next point on the man that he will be facing at the first round of the Blast From the Past with his tag team partner. Amy Santino as they are taking on Jake Raab and Keira Fisher-Johnson. Realizing that both Bombshells are Hall of Famers and multi champions in their own right, one still competing in SCW as the other recently returned to compete in this tournament just like him.

Senor Vinnie: I want you to learn about this individual as I will do an oral report on what I have taught you tomorrow.

The crowd moans annoyed, not wanting to do homework but realize that they have to. Senor Vinnie waits until the class exits the classroom as the Principal has exited as well. Causing him to fall down into the teacher’s chair and leans back. Adjusting the seat settings so that he can leans backwards almost to the point that he is laying down in a horizontal position on the chair. He puts his hands behind his neck and grins.

Senor Vinnie: So Jake, we meet again. This time on opposite sides, remember that tag team match we had against Fenris and Senor Ty??

Oh I do, but I am sure that I do not have to remind you of what had happened now do I?? Oh no, of course I have to explain your prolific ability to fail where others need to succeed. And you senor, you filed me and the entire team that consisted of US two!! I just wonder what your excuse will be to turn this dilemma from a problem to a solution?? Or am I talking Greek to you Senor???

He grins as he puts his feet on the table and stares at the door to the hallway, watching students pass the classroom.

Senor Vinnie: Sometimes it seems like time has stopped and I am back to when I was a kid, when I had dreams and was the one that saw his dreams shatter before his eyes. Shattered by bullies that took my drink money, made fun of me and made my life a living hell. Bullies that used force to get what they wanted….. and me??? I cried Jake, cried until I had enough and took charge and used every possible advantage I could find any possible method to get ahead in life. Sounds familiar???

He grins as he lowers his feet off the table and stares back at the camera as he is waiting for the right moment to talk again.

Senor Vinnie: I am sure that being the third in the line of hopefully the last Raab that has ever lived made you feel that you needed to prove something to them, to the world as the expectations were high when they heard your name.

Do I expect much?? Oh I am expecting someone that will be nearly a bully to prove a fact that he is better than me. But you have to understand senor, I am the first man that did what you look back upon yourself and pride yourself of taking the world heavyweight champion to the limit. Interesting analogy to have two men, dos senores that has done something that nobody else in this organization so far has ever been capable of doing.

And no, I am not talking about eating some ice cream and pretend to be a monster when you are clearly nothing more than merely a pussy. Oh yeah, I went there. The bloodline of the Raabs that seemingly brings them all back together to this very point isn’t it??

To follow the footsteps of Lord Raab, who won the tournament in 2017. Oh boy, talking about a pressure cooker besides the fact that you believe that you are the only one deserving to face Fenris once more.

He shakes his head and sighs before chuckling.

Senor Vinnie: I’ve been taught not to look past the obvious Jake, the obvious that though shall not look past the first obstacle that stands in your way to the promised land. Oh boy, I just love it when I get all Shakespeare like and tell you like it is…. Because even though you are a fighter, you are well conditioned.. you aren’t the beast that your brother once was…. You aren’t the one that has ice cream that runs your veins to stay calm under pressure….

And I can hear you proclaim the obvious, but Vinnie??? You aren’t the one that beat the champion!! You are capable to suffer under pressure like me!! What makes you so much better than the German MMA fighter that is Jake Raab???

He puts his finger towards his chin and takes a few moments to think about that hypothetical question. But eventually grins as he lowers himself behind the desk and grabs his golden briefcase and taps on it.

Senor Vinnie: You see Jake, I have the whole world in the palm of my hand….. while people like you are sweating bullets knowing full well that you are unaware what tomorrow brings. And some may say that it motivates themselves to try harder, telling themselves that one day that lady luck must change her mind and award the poor sod that has failed before that glorious moment.

Now before I am forgetting that you were the final big time champion for SCU….. a glorious moment that you will use to tell me that you were capable to maintain the pressure to obtain that belt….

Senor Vinnie yawns and grins before shaking his head no.

Senor Vinnie: You are just searching for excuses to hide the fact that you were incapable to do so. The fact that you are seeking for a hope to qualify to the finals in the hope of getting that shot once more. While yours truly?? I am just oozing confidence that I will run through every obstacle that will put in front of me. And you know why???

Because nobody wants me here!! Nobody believes that I deserve this opportunity besides the fact that I already have one waiting for me. Why not go two for two?? Why not going for the obstacle that I become number one contender and then have no contender for Summer XXXTreme??

Because you are too stupid to even grasp that thought combined with your MMA logics that makes me go gaga and googoo. Don’t worry, I will explain it eventually when your mindset becomes adult enough for me to use big words…. Words like Hello and Goodbye.

He grins as he walks over to the black board and points at the name.

Senor Vinnie: Jake Raab…, the MMA master piece that I have to deal with in this first round match. Ladies and gentlemen, MMA is trying to take over the wrestling world as they believe that they are the true fighting experts over “us” wrestlers. And yet I wonder…, if that is the case then why join a minor league when it comes down to being a fighter. Is it money?? Is it the shiny belts that are bigger than the ones that they are having?? Or is it the mere fact that the true best of the world of MMA just don’t even bother wasting their time to play with the minors…

Funny huh?? How the mindset and big talk has to be the key to success for those who are just average and wonder off and seek fortune and fame in other green pastures that is just an excuse to make something of their lives. Are you the third in line Jake?? Are you the third in line to fall for the wayside of the many excuses that I just laugh at?? I’m a fighter, I’m a brawler, I’m a submission expert that does it all in that match. And I know that Fenris is just a nice guy, like to compliment everyone that he faces…. But is that how you want to see yourself?? Merely an compliment that means NOTHING?? I already have my shot at the gold in front of me, what do you got?? A snot nosed, punk assed excuse of knowing that your role is just being a compliment.

But don’t worry, I will compliment you for trying after our match is over. I will compliment for giving me the fight of my life. But when I turn around I will just move on, look to the next team that will be ahead of me and do the same thing to me. That’s what happens when you take things so God Forsaken Seriously!!

He grins after making the Heath Ledger Joker reference from the iconic Batman movie.

Senor Vinnie: I know that I am talking a lot about you Jake, I should not forget the fact that you like me having a Bombshell Hall of Fame superstar. And isn’t that exciting?? Isn’t it exciting to look over your shoulder and realize that you got someone that you know that you can rely upon?? It’s surely a change of heart for the last time that I had a tag team partner.

Oh I’m talking about you Jake…., I just wonder how the Hall of Fame pressure will rub off on you?? Oh my, family pressure, former championship pressure and now even the pressure of an experienced wrestler that has done it all?? You see Jake, Amy knows already that I am someone that picks its spot, that picks its moment to just shove the hypothetical briefcase down your throat and spit in your face.

I’ve never said that I as a nice guy when it came down to getting in the ring, I just love the scent of sweat and the doubt upon the face of those who I confront. I just become the psychological monster that is also great with the guitar. Good enough for me to sing the blues for you, singing that you need to keep your head up high and cheer up. That it isn’t the end of the world and that you need to smile when you kiss babies and sign autographs.

Because just like you, my historical rise to the top was too fast. I had the believe that everything would have been handed over towards me being the next golden boy. Boy was I wrong, but at least I’m not so delusional to deny the fact that I am still the one that will take down the one that has the championship belt.

Are you still keeping up??? Good, because I don’t want to look past me and see you moan of being a tired little Raab. Tiredness is failure, not being able to rebound from your bad loss is a failure. What is next if you lose?? Are you going to blame it on Keira??? Or are you just telling that the stars weren’t aligned and you needed more time to prepare for a man that isn’t I your league to begin with?? Oh how the mind troubles the ability that your body is trying to copy from your fighting fantasies.

The words just come so easily, just as easy as I took down every opponent that I have faced in recent time. I’m confidence, I’m the top dog and you know why don’t you?? Let me just give you an oral report on why?? Answer this question in five seconds and you will be good to have me to allow you the first punch in. Now don’t be shy, just tell the world that you have paid attention or are just fuming from the mouth after the moment that you realized that I could speak.

It’s quite simple Raab, I have already beaten you. The question remains will it be enough for me and my tag team partner to dominate the two of you?? Or will the returing superhero bring balance to a force that has been troubled since you were born.

A sigh comes over his lips as Senor Vinnie shrugs and raises his shoulders

Because that’s where  you come in Amy, where you have to neutralize the danger that is from someone that didn’t succumb to the outside pressure of those who to be honest didn’t matter.. a woman that isn’t as troubled as little Jake over here. A woman that I respect, a woman granted I have never met…. And yet her legacy has said enough to tell the world that she is one of the greatest ever. The woman that is just like Amy. One decided to leave the company, whereas the other continues to surpass the expectations as she is clearly not one to succumb under pressure.

It’s like that song, Sad But True…, where you realize how many things that are needed to succeed. How many qualities are just slipping from your fingers, kowing that you should not have let the run away out of your reach. And yet, only those who are truly great like Keira, Amy and yours truly thrive under. The quality that is needed to deliver the goods week in and week out. Not letting a loss get to you, not letting a defeat put you into a setback that is as huge as the sinking ship of the Titanic.

And yet it’s like a song, a book or a movie. Predetermined how things would end, how things will be ending with the hero saving the world, getting the damsel in distress and we all can sigh of relief. Knowing that the enemy has been destroyed… or at least until Disney decides to make a sequal that is even bigger than the original.

Too bad for you Raab my friend, this career of yours is destined to go straight to DVD by the way you are performing as of late. Doubt are edged upon your face and nothing and I mean NOTHING can stop you from changing that against the team of me and Amy…. Keira will be a life support I’m sure, a beacon of hope that you can claw for as the quick sand drags your sorry ass deeper and deeper into the misery that is the legacy of the Raabs.

And you may ask yourself how do I now?? Ask the Iceman, ask how he was all but talk and no fight. Ask him how he never even considered going one on one with the Mariachi One… he knows what I am talking about… he knows how things seemed so glorious at one moment and then decided to quit when things got ugly.

Keira, my respect goes out to you. I hope being a parent has given you enough time to learn how to motivate a child to do better. Because Jake sure as hell will need it. Sadly for you, the time that you seek will not be given as my tag team partner in the quest for a title shot will be all over you. the one woman that remained active whereas others slowly but surely fade to black eventually or ending up as an act that sometimes gets thrown into the mix because people love to think back and remember how things used to be. When things were different, when things were better. Better in the only aspect that you knew that you could hang. The question is…, can you hang with the one woman that I put my entire trust into??? Only time will tell….., only time will tell….

Senor Vinnie slowly walks towards the door of the classroom and opens the door, before exiting he turns around and stares into the camera for the final time.

Senor Vinnie: The Blast From the Past, will be the push for the future… Fenris…, Senor Vinnie… is coming.

With that the shot fades.

 Senor Vinnie presents,

Song improvisations requests part one

Monday, January 28th 2019

We are in a small venue in downtown Las Vegas, Nevada. 50 lucky SCW fans have won tickets to a secret concert from the “Mariachi of Wrestling” Senor Vinnie. They have all gathered the small stage that besides two microphone stands and a chair is completely empty. They are awaiting the arrival of their favorite artist/wrestler. But like many superstars that have reached the top of their fame, he has come late. The club I serving drinks as they are going to bill it upon the bank account of Senor Vinnie to keep the “crowd” happy when suddenly a stage hand emerges and he has another small baby chair with him. He places the chair down and walks off, causing the people to stare at it with large interest.

A few moments passes before the stage hand returns and he has cactus Pete in his hands before placing the cactus in the baby chair and places a toy microphone in front of it before walking away. This gets the crowd starting to hope for the show to finally to begin when the lights dim and a voice starts to echo over the theme music from Star Wars.

Voice: From a country, not far away from here… a man was born with a gift. A gift to entertain as well as to shock the masses. He is a man that has clawed a way from the mean streets of Tijuana, Mexico. And trust me, those kids on their tricycles are tough hombres for sure ese. You don’t want to mess with those guys, but I should focus back upon the man of the hour and the tower of musical power…. Senor… Vinnie…

The crowd claps in excitement, expecting the man to emerge from the back but nothing happens except for the voice to continue.

Voice: You may ask yourself, what made this man who he is today. Why is he so talented and why is the world not playing his music for crying out loud?? Excuse me, I’m just frustrated that I am sitting in a corner in the dark. But I know that I am just an extra that is hired to do one thing and introduce him, but seeing I already mentioned who is showing up I may just take advantage of the chances that I am taking myself. I….

KABOING!!!

A loud thud can be heard after clearly being whacked across the back of the man’s back as we hear footsteps walking towards the stage. We see Senor Vinnie holding a broken guitar, clearly he broke it over the announcer and looks sad.

Senor Vinnie: I just broke my favorite guitar, I’m sorry about that, but this shall not stop me from doing this for you people. Because an artist always comes prepared in case of an emergency.

The same stage hand that we saw earlier on walks on stage, this time his head is heavily bandaged as if he was hit on the head earlier with something heavy. He hands Senor Vinnie the guitar and the artist acknowledges it and tells him to get off the stage.

Senor Vinnie: That was Michael people, he is a fine stage hand. It would mean a lot to me if you show him some appreciation.

A few fans put their hands to each other and start a slow clap as they aren’t sure why.

Senor Vinnie: Gracias, I am sure that he has heard that in the back of this fine club. Now I am aware that you people have won tickets to see me perform and I always want to hand out something special to my fans, because they are special to me. So I decided to do a singing improvisation where I will take a song that is known to the world and make it my own. Because that’s what the true greats do.

He looks over the small crowd and turns his head towards Cactus Pete as it asked him something before Senor Vinnie turns his head and shakes it

Senor Vinnie: I don’t have time to do the Bohemiam Rhapsody rendition that I used to sing to you so that you go to sleep at night Pete.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Fine!! I will do it tonight!! But you have to sit here and check if there’s someone that wasn’t on the guestlist okay??

Silence

He grins as he turns his attention back to the crowd as there’s already several hands raised up in the air for requests. Senor Vinnie sees a blonde boy of not older than fifteen that is jumping so high that he just barely got noticed by him.

Senor Vinnie: Kiddo, what is your request???

The kid looks around and then back towards Senor Vinnie with his finger pointing towards himself,k not believing that he was picked out of the crowd

Senor Vinnie: Si, I was talking to you kid. Do you have a song for me that I could improve upon???

Kid: Oh wow…, okay. I wanted to ask if you could do chop suey from System Of A Down???

The kid grins from ear to ear as he is awaiting the answer from Senor Vinnie, that has gone silent for a few moments. Clearly not expected a song that is as diverse and rather seemingly impossible to play on a acoustic guitar. But the man grins and grabs the guitar as he is plugging away on the strings for a few moments before turning his attention towards the kid.

Senor Vinnie: Okay kiddo, I haven’t come so far by playing safe. So for you, I will do an improvised version of Chop Suey. And even though this song is great, I will make it even better.

The kid smirks, not believing a word that the wrestler of Sin City Wrestling is saying. But that slowly changes when he hears him start to play the infamous intro waiting for him to start to sing to see if he can truly make a song of his own.

Blasted Monk,
Grab your chance to try to beat (me)
Grab your chance to try to beat
Hide the fact that you shall fear (me)
Hide the fact that you shall fear
Why'd you even try to bother showing up this Monday?
Here you go and lose another match
You wanted to
Grab your chance to try to beat me
You wanted to
Hide the fact that you shall fear me
You wanted to
Why'd you even try to bother showing up this Monday?
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In, your, self righteousness chances.


He stops playing as the people are applauding him and the kid has a huge shock upon his face. Not believing that Senor Vinnie could pull of something like that and make it even sound amazing. Eventually he just can’t help but smile and get excited as Senor Vinnie smiles and hands him a guitar pic with his signature on it.

Senor Vinnie: Here you go kid, who knows one day you can do something amazing like this, the only thing that you have to do is believe….

He looks at Pete the cactus and rolls his eyes.

Senor Vinnie: Tonight PETE!!!!!

He stares at the crowd and sees a young lady of around 29 years old with a hand raised in the air.

Senor Vinnie: Yes young senorita??

Girl: My heart will go on from Celine Dion??

The eyes of Senor Vinnie turn huge, hearing the song that Celine Dion created for the Titanic Song and scratches his head before turning back to the girls head.

Senor Vinnie: Are you sure??

The girl nods her head by saying yes as this causes Senor Vinnie to sigh and scratch his head once more.

Senor Vinnie: Oh well okay, but I have to tell you. I was asking for good songs, not some throw aways.

The young girl is shocked as she is about to say something, but she is cut of by Senor Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie: But seeing that I am a real good mood and you did your best to get here. I will attempt to give what you ask for and what the world should have heard instead of what she did from the Northern borders of Canada… eh??

Senor Vinnie starts to play the guitar once more, sounding rather depressing while whistling as he attempts to bring in the flute part that started the song. But quickly stops that as he starts to sing

Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you will fail
Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you will lose
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here feeling my beadown
And my beatdown will go on and on
My kicks can touch you one time
And last for a lifetime
And I’ll never stop  till I’m  done
Satisfaction was when I beat you
One true time I have to
In your life Monk, the beating always goes on

A rather large group of male fans cheer as they like this version much better than the original one that has sold millions of copies around the world. The girl is confused, she has to admit that she did enjoy the alternative lyrics. But wasn’t sure whether Senor Vinnie wasn’t trying to mock the song. Senor Vinnie sees her doubt on her face as he motions to the stage hand backstage and he comes over with a t shirt that Senor Vinnie hands over to the girl.

Senor Vinnie: Here you are senorita, a Senor Vinnie and Cactus Pete t shirt. You are the first one of soon many fans that will wear this shirt when it will go live on SCWshop.com after this coming Monday. So I guess you are the luckiest person alive to have this.

She looks at the shirt and then turns her attention back to Senor Vinnie and has a sly smile upon her face.

Girl: Thanks…, I guess.

Senor Vinnie: Anyone else???

A rather old woman walks towards the stage, using her walker to keep her standing upwards and able to move around. Senor Vinnie sees her approaching the stage and immediately jumps off the stool that he was sitting on and helps the older lady.

Senor Vinnie: Here you are, here’s a microphone and tell me real slow what you want to hear.

Old Lady: Sure thing sonny, do you know any Frank Sinatra???

Senor Vinnie smiles, nodding his head as he places the guitar down next to him and rubs his hands together as he is clearly pleased by the selection.\

Senor Vinnie: Frankie Blue eyes, now there’s a name that you do not hear often and that’s a shame though. He was great, obviously not as impressive as Senor Vinnie. But hey, it was a different era back then. People weren’t trying to screw listeners over with voice boxes and that kind of shit. Oh no, the real talent came out and that was the only thing that would allow you to survive in the music industry.

Old Lady: Yeah, yeah sonny. That’s all nice and well, but get that singing voice working and give me what I want.

Senor Vinnie is surprised by the boldness of the older lady, but grins as he nods his head and clears his throat a few times before concentrating for his performance.

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I beat you my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I beat you my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And Blasted Monk I beat you my way

Senor Vinnie stops his acapella performance as he lowers his head, awaiting the reaction of the older lady and the rest of the crowd.

Old Lady: HUH?? What did you say?? My hearing aid quit on me… hello?

The shot fades with Senor Vinnie and the entire crowd laughing at the comment being made by the old lady as we fade to a commercial break.


Song Improvisations request part two.

Friday, January 1st 2019

We are in Carson City, Nevada. Senor Vinnie is sitting down in a park in the early morning, doing something that seems like meditation. Crossing his legs and has his hands spread across his legs and he is humming softly

Senor Vinnie: Hummmmmmmmmmmmm

Next to him we see Cactus Pete that is wearing a headband across the “Head” of the cactus and he has an old fashioned ghetto blaster that is playing Enya’s Orinoco Flow.

Senor Vinnie: Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

He is moving his fingers in a graceful way as if he is connecting to the flow of the song while relaxing.

Senor Vinnie: Hummmmmmmmm…. Why are you bothering me Pete?? Hummmmmmmmmmmm

Silence.

Senor Vinnie: Hummmmmmmm, you know that I am meditating right??? Hummmmmmmmmmmmmm

Silence

Senor Vinnie slowly opens his eyes, still humming in his meditative position. After stopping humming he starts to inhale and exhale, trying to inhale positive vibes and blow out the negative ones.

Senor Vinnie: Yes I know I am facing Blasted Monk Pete, is that why you attempted to break me from my meditation???

Silence

He lifts his arms in the air and places his hands together before starting to move his head from left to right before closing his eyes again and hums for a few moments.

Senor Vinnie: He is a monk Pete, I am sure that he isn’t going to be doing the same thing that happened to the bombshell golden briefcase. I mean seriously?? With all my money, I should just buy my own security to protect the suitcase wherever I go.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Why do you want me to cash in this coming Monday?? It’s a Monday show for crying out loud!! It’s nothing special.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Oh I know that it would raise ratings, but I have become rather attached to the golden suitcase and I just want to have my reign as golden suitcase champion a memorable one.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: NO!! I’m not a moron!! I prefer the thought of fighting for something that means the world to me, only to cash it in for something just that more important to me. But unlike those who just run in while someone is down, I want to cash in to challenge Fenris for a one on one contest at the date of MY choosing.

Silence

Senor Vinnie sighs as he ‘hears’ the question from Pete that causes him to come out of his meditation.

Senor Vinnie: I made a mistake okay?? I know that my comments were a little bit too personal and insulting. Now I know that we do something that we call trash talking, to get under the skin of your opponent to build a hype that gets the people and the wrestlers at hand excited. But I had not intended to go the direction that I went…. I had success gone to my head and I became uncontrollable. That’s why the change of heart and embrace meditation.

Silence.

Senor Vinnie: HEY!!! What do you mean that you weren’t meditating??

Silence

Senor Vinnie; You were smoking pot??? Okay that’s it!! I’m cutting your allowance for the remainder of the year until you know to use your money in a responsible way!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I know that it helps you relax, but that’s not just what Meditation is all about. It gives me the opportunity to plan ahead, it helps me prepare mentally for the next thing in line. And that is facing Blasted Monk in a one on one contest. It’s a good thing that SCW did not put my suitcase on the line, making it a non golden suitcase defense.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: FINE!!!!

He stares at the camera and takes a sip from the bottle of water and swallows it before he sighs and collect himself

Senor Vinnie: Apologies for that, Pete sometimes becomes very personal. He likes to get under my skin and I need to remain calm and collective as I am facing a former champion. Blasted Monk, someone I have yet to compete against and that always brings a smile on my face.

Why you may ask yourself?? Well you may and go ahead, ask yourself…

He chuckles as he shakes his head.

Senor Vinnie: I’m sorry, I just had a lyric stuck in my head from Neneh Cherry, you know the song Manchild?? I have not looked at the age of Monk to see If he was around in 1989. But it just got to me that she actually used the question ask yourself. A question that she almost started the song with… turn around ask yourself, so you think you’re going to win this time around manchild???

Quite a question isn’t it?? Especially when you start to think about the word manchild, clearly something that is degrading to be named that way as an adult male. But let’s get honest people, most of you deserve to be called like that…. The question is, do you think you are one Monk??

Manchild: An adult male who still posesses psychological traits of a child. Traits include, but are not necessarily limited to:
- whining
- pettyness
- trying to pass the blame for their own underdeveloped judgement
- not "stepping up to the plate" when it's their role to.
- secretly still finds 3rd grade bathroom humor amusing.
- is able to connect with his children, but only as another child, not as a father.
- not to mention an overall insecurity in who he is as a man, from which similar traits sprout.

Quite a long explanation isn’t it?? Now before you are asking yourself If I am a walking dictionary?? No, I may be a very intelligent individual, but this is something that I had to look or to get the point across. The point that you are a wrestling manchild senor… a man that when the moment comes that pressure gets to you, that you will choke. Now I know, I know that you are going to mount a comeback to say that I choked when I lost to Fenris several times. I know that pressure got to me, but I did not become a wrestling Manchild. Because I have the proof in my possession that things will change for the better. I battled through diversity and came out on top, winning something far more important than whatever your championship belt was named at the time. But just like me losing to Fenris… you losing to Ty West isn’t something to be ashamed about… but unlike you… I obtained the price that was handed to you… the chance to unify two golden championship belts.. only to walk out of the ring empty handed… and that to me is a definition of being a wrestling Manchild. A mature man that cannot handle the responsibility to be a leader for others to follow, preferring rather to be a corner man in a circle to keep all the bad vibes out.

I just simply pointing out the obvious facts, something that I know you and I will both agree on Senor that I have already surpassed you in how many days?? Weeks? Okay, a few months. But isn’t that just impressive?? Is that what the calm and collective Monk can comprehend and use his educative wisdom to find an answer and motivate himself to try and do harder??

Pfew that’s a lot of things that I had to say.

He chuckles while taking another sip from the bottle before staring back into the camera.

Senor Vinnie: Now don’t get me wrong, I am not taking you lightly Senor Monk, but you have to understand that in my situation as the undisputed Golden Briefcase holder… again, this is a non briefcase match… I have a distinguished expectation to uphold the fact of being the deserving campione over this briefcase. Something that you obviously cannot understand unless you want to quote stories from your amigo’s experience. But that’s something that gets you nowhere Wrestling Manchild.

So I wonder what excuse, pettiness or just accusations towards the entire world about the fact that you fucked up. Just show up my amigo and tell the world why, why you could not rise to the occasion and make the entire crop of a few people proud that actually believe in a manchild?? Because no matter how had you try, once you get that title being a manchild?? It will be nearly impossible to get rid of it… especially in comparison of someone that is clearly far more succesul already in it’s oh so short career. The career of the man that will be remembered that has taken 2019 by STORM!! I will take this year and party through it as if it was 1999… yes, a reference to a great performer as well, someone that could not do anything wrong. Obviously he did in the eyes of the manchilds that thought that they could control him merely because he signed a piece of paper, making them believe that they owned him.

How silly isn’t it?? Just like the aftermath of this match, giving you a case of déjà vu when I’m done with you. Where I want to prove to the world that I am indeed this humble man, that I am totally zen and shit like that. Where I will dedicate this match to one very important person in my life and no, it is not you Monk. Because like Queen once sang…., no time for losers… cause we are champions…. Of the world!!

Just be thankful that this experience will be a motivation, a motivation to look up and realize that once you hit rock bottom… that the only direction that you could go is up. And that you are thankful, thankful for the direction that I have guided you through in this hard and dark times. Where your faith in yourself will be fully tested. It’s no shame to fail my amigo…, just as long as you do not put the blame upon the one that tried to help you… helping you by beating sense into your ass manchild. Because it is time for you to grow up, it is time for you to accept reality…. And reality tells you that for 365 days… I will be the terror of the entire SCW division…, while you??

He chuckles as he is about to get up and stares into the camera for the final time.

Senor Vinnie: While you, you will be resorted upon history repeating itself until you understand what I will put you through… good luck senor…., I see you at Climax Control… where I will reign supreme…. And to you Senorita Valora…, I will dedicate this victory to you…..

With that the shot slowly fades as the promo has ended.

 The Golden Briefcase to my opportunity in 2019 part one.

The Investigation begins

prelude

We are in Tijuana, Mexico. Senor Vinnie suffered another defeat at the hands of the man that is still SCW World Heavyweight Champion Fenris. He is relaxing at poolside, a part of his daily routine that calms his mind, or at least that’s what he always attempts to convince anyone. He is sipping from a fruit cocktail that one of his maids had brought him a few moments ago, wearing his sunglasses that are hiding some blue marks that are still surrounding his eyes after his brutal contest that he had with the champ. After a few moments we see his maid walk over to Senor Vinnie as she is carrying his phone.

Maid: Senor Vinnie, there’s a phone call for you.

Says her soft sweet voice, something that always brought a smile to his face, but this time nothing helps to turn his foul mood upside down.

Senor Vinnie: Gracias….

He waits until the maid has left the swimming pool area and turns his attention to his phone, he sees a number that he does not recognize and answers.

Senor Vinnie: Si???

There’s a moment of silence on the other side of the line as this annoys Senor Vinnie and reacts once again.

Senor Vinnie: Si!!!

Voice: Now isn’t that a nice way to greet a friend??

The shock on the face of Senor Vinnie is visible as he recognizes the voice of the aunt of Ty West, the woman that he had a dinner date with last year. He sits right up and his forehead starts to sweat as he isn’t capable to say anything

Senor Vinnie: Err….

There’s a chuckle on the other line, clearly she realizes that she has caught him off guard

Valora: I thought I would surprise you while I am still in Japan, I wanted to tell you that I enjoyed our dinner date that we had the other day and even though I prefer something rather sophisticated. Maybe something like Taco Bell???

He hears a chuckle, realizing that she is making fun of him and that causes the iceberg to melt and he becomes somewhat more confident to answer back.

Senor Vinnie: I would love to do that, but on the agreement that we would watch the classical documentary of the historical figure of Nacho Libre.

There’s a moment of silence before Valora bursts out in uncontrollable laughter, he cannot help it but admire the laugh and chuckles himself as well.

Valora: Documentary?? Oh I did not know that an actor as Jack Black did a movie based upon a real life story. But I am sure that you are willingly to tell me everything about this.

Senor Vinnie: Wel…, I…,… uhm.., but of course!! The man that is actually responsible of making masked wrestling the cultural artifact that it is today. I could talk about him all day long Senorita Valora.

Valora: Well I am not going anywhere for the coming hour or so, so why don’t you start big boy??

This caught him off guard, he thought that this phone call wouldn’t be a long one seeing that she is in Japan. But apparently she doesn’t mind the long distance phone call

Valora: But before you start, I was wondering. Why is it that you aren’t wearing a mask Senor Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie is silent for a few moments, staring at his drink as he realizes that it’s empty. Waving to the house for a refill as the maid returns with a new glass filled with the same cocktail that he was sipping from before taking the empty glass with her.

Valora: Well??? I’m waiting…

He grins, she isn’t a woman that likes to wait apparently.

Senor Vinnie: Well I used to when I was younger.

Valora: Oh really?? Was your name the same as it is today??

He chuckles as he shakes his head no, but realizes that she cannot see that

Senor Vinnie: No, I was named Senor Tijuana.

Valora: Senor Tijuana??

Senor Vinnie: Si…., something wrong??

Valora: Well, I know some luchadors and most of them have exciting names. I wasn’t expecting a name that is basically 90 percent based upon a city. I….

He chuckles, he actually agreed with her that the name wasn’t very exciting indeed.

Senor Vinnie: It’s okay Senorita, I wasn’t happy with it either. But try telling that to your 70 year old head strong grandfather that ran the local fed for many years. He told me that I represented Tijuana, that I had every possible quality that made the city a great one.

Valora: And did you??

Senor Vinnie: Well I was as green as a new born baby, I wanted to make the people happy and excite them with aerial tactics that has never been seen before.

Valora: Err..,

Senor Vinnie: Yes???

Valora: No offence, but your built isn’t what I would expect from a luchador. Aren’t they usually under 200 pounds??

He grins, he knows the stereo type lucha wrestler that came from Mexico

Senor Vinnie: True…, but I was fifteen at the time and I was hardly 120 pounds. I was skinny as hell but had a mean Jalapeno special.

Valora: Jalapeno special??

Senor Vinnie: Si…. It’s where I jumped up a few inches of the canvas and delivered a dropkick to the chins of my opponents.

This causes a hard laugh to echo through the phone that Senor Vinnie is holding to his ear, causing him to pull away and look at it with a confused look on his face. Clearly he was very serious, but apparently Valora took it as an apparent joke.

Valora: Oh that was a good one, I have to tell Ty this when I get back. You are so funny.

Senor Vinnie: Err…, gracias I suppose…

Valora: Wait, are you telling me that you were serious???

Senor Vinnie: Si senorita, I have the record of most broken chins in the history of my grandfathers organization that still exists to this very day.

Valora: It does??

Senor Vinnie: Si!! I fund it to bring in talented young kids and have the best teachers help them on their way to have such a great career as their hero… Senor Tijuana.

Valora: I thought you said that Senor Tijuana doesn’t exist anymore??

He chuckles,

Senor Vinnie: Well yes and no. You see, the original had been unmasked a few years after its debut. It was a mask vs. mask match and I lost, even though when I look back at it I am not sorry about that as it has brought me bigger successes than prior. But after my grandfather died I wanted to do something back for him and for the entire city. Not having a Lucha Libre show in Tijuana is something I could not bear. So I bought the rights and finance everything as I also made a new Senor Tijuana.

Valora: Ohhh and can you tell me who that is???

Senor Vinnie chuckles, he knows that men behind masks did everything to keep their identity a secret. As they are on the same level as movie stars, rock stars and other athletes that have made it in the world of sports or entertainment.

Senor Vinnie: I do not know…

Valora: Aww please?? Pretty please with cherry on top?? I won’t tell anyone.

He clears his throat before laughing, he is not sure whether he should tell her as she senses that and continues to use her charm to get what she wants.

Valora: I would…….

This last part is unable to be heard for the camera and microphone that monitors everything that is going on as she is starting to whisper something into his ear. Causing Senor Vinnie’s eyes to bulge out and sweat big time.

Senor Vinnie: IT’S MY NEPHEW PEPE!!!

There’s a silence on the other end of the phone for a few moments as if the answer that he gave her was rather anti climatic.

Valora: Your…. Nephew…. Pepe?? But…, uhm… he isn’t really built to be you know….. someone that could soar the air and do a dropkick.

Senor Vinnie scratches his head, clearly not understanding why she is reacting this way.

Senor Vinnie: Who cares about dropkicks?? Oh and for your information?? He has got more hang time than I ever had when I was at his age and he has already broken several chins of unsuspected opponents..

Valora: But….

Senor Vinnie: And he has got the ability to put you to sleep with his flying armpits…. Well he actually just drops himself on top of his opponents without jumping. But it is very effective for sure.

Valora: But…,

Senor Vinnie: And when he does his finisher then he really gets the crowd going.

Valora: Do I dare asking what hi finisher is??

Senor Vinnie: Oh sure…, it’s called the Tijuana book worm.

Valora: Book….. worm??

Senor Vinnie: SI!!!! He grabs a book that he brings to the ring and whacks it across the face of his opponent when the referee isn’t watching.

Valora: He hits a book in the face of his opponent??

Senor Vinnie: Si!!! Well he has got a brick inside the book though, but that’s something that nobody knows besides me and him and well now also you. He then sits on top of them while reciting a verse from the book. I did that all the time when I was younger and did not had Pete yet.

Valora is quiet for a few moments before she sighs

Valora: I wish now that I had not asked about you ever been a luchador inside the squared circle, because the way you tell me about everything is not what I had expected

Senor Vinnie: You didn’t??? But what did you expect instead senorita??

Valora: Well, high flyers!! Daredevils, men that put their bodies on the line every single tim that they step inside the ring.

Senor Vinnie: Oh…., I understand. But I do that too you know.

Valora: But you don’t execute moves that could be the end of your career or even life!!

Senor Vinnie: Does that mean you want me to?? Because if that’s the case then I am going to try this cool move that I saw on tv the other day.

Valora: Err…, what move??

Senor Vinnie: Well it’s a move that they call the back elbow….

Valora: The Back…. Elbow??

Senor Vinnie: Si, oh you know the move?? That’s great, I was worried how I would explain to you on how I would explain it to you. Not that you don’t know anything about wrestling seeing your

Vallora: Were you trying to make me feel at ease Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie: Si Senorita

Valora: Not working…..

He realizes that he is pushing his luck and decides to drop his full explanation of the move and search for something further to discuss

Valora: But Vinnie? That move isn’t much of a aerial move isn’t it??

Senor Vinnie: No, but is that a must???

Valora: Well isn’t that what luchadors do???

Senor Vinnie: Well, I suppose. But I know a lot of other fun moves that would make your mouth water from excitement and enticipation. I….,

Valora: Well why don’t we agree on that I will call you next week and talk further into this. I have to get out and shopping with the others and stuff like that.

Senor Vinnie feels a bit sadness coming over him, as if he fucked up a possible long discussion with Ty’s aunt.

Valora: But why don’t I call you tonight?? We can talk about other stuff if you like?? Like what I had bought??

Senor Vinnie swallows hard, and then nods his head

Senor Vinnie: I would like that….

Valora: Okay, well we talk tonight then. Byee…….

She then has hung up on Vinnie as he is staring at the phone for a few moments before having his thoughts back to what I going on and starts to sip on his cocktail before the shot fades.

Search for the Golden Briefcase

We are outside the Gold Coast Casino, the arena where SCW will have its first super card being hosted in the new year. There is a camera crew waiting outside the arena as they are waiting for Pussy Willow who has to do an interview with one of the participants of the Golden Briefcase superstars ladder match. Namely Senor Vinnie.

Willow: Where’s that nutcase???

Voice: Excuse me senorita, but could you help me with a light for my pipe??

Willow: I’m sorry sir, but I do not smoke. Also I…..,

She turns around and stares at Senor Vinnie, who is disguised in a weird costume. Wearing a top hat and a weird coat that is also rather filthy. She looks stunned ass he does not know what to make of this before reminding that she is here for an interview.



Willow: Err…, Senor Vinnie. I’m glad that you are here, now about that interview… I…,

Senor Vinnie: Who is Senor Vinnie my dear lady?? I am Vinnie Holmes, England’s greatest detective’s first cousin of his third wife’s family side.

Willow: Vinnie… Holmes??

Vinnie Holmes: SI senorita

Willow: What about the Spanish? Wasn’t he English??

Vinnie Holmes: Si…., but his third wife who was apparently Spanish descendent and that got stuck with me in my dialect. I hope you can forgive me senorita??

Willow: Uhm, well… I suppose… But can I ask you about your up and coming match Vinnie Holmes??

Vinnie Holmes: Match?? I am not a fighter senorita, I’m a lover and even more a trainee in the art of investigating.

Willow starts to scratch her head.

Willow: So what are you investigating then??

He looks around before turning his attention towards Willow and starts to whisper.

Vinnie Holmes: I was hired by this gentleman by the name of Senor Vinnie, seeing that you know his name makes you very suspicious senorita. I have to investigate you before I could offer you any information concerning these five other senors.

Willow: Investigation?? Me?? Look I am an interviewer for Sin City Wrestling and I was supposed to have an interview with you Senor Vinnie and…

Vinnie Holmes: He is not me, I am not him. We have similar features, but I have to disappoint you senorita Willow.

Willow: You know my name??

Vinnie Holmes: Of course, senor Vinnie has described you well as well as he had told me that you would be here around this time. He is having his siesta you see, it is way too early for him to suddenly barge in and do an interview around noon.

Willow: But….,

Vinnie Holmes: And he had told me that you were to have valuable information for me concerning the five others. But when I saw your appearance I thought I was being fooled by him. But I guess a senor always tells the truth.

Willow: Well I know that he is facing Johua Acquin

Vinnie Holmes: Interesting

He grabs a piece of paper and a small pencil and writes something down

Vinnie Holmes: Please continue

Willow: Caleb Storms, St. John Cross, Travis Levitt and Slappy McGoo.

Vinnie Holmes: Okay, I guess you are just another spy under the realm of any of these men. Until you have shown me proof otherwise I will keep you hostage for interrogation.

Willow: But…,

Senor Vinnie as Vinnie Holmes grabs her arm and drags her with him to a van that is around a corner of the arena. He opens the door and throws her in as the camera crew follows her in before he closes the doors behind him. There we see cactus Pete dressed with a bowl hat as well as a fake mustache.

Willow: What the hell??? Where am I??

Vinnie Holmes: You are at my private hideout outside my hideout where me and Cactus Pete Watson will interrogate you about the men that are a threat to the man that hired me to investigate this case. Tell me senorita Willow…, tell me about this….

He looks at the piece of paper

Vinnie Holmes: Joshua Acquin.

Willow: You want to know about someone you have already faced?? Look, I like a joke here and there. But Vinnie…, you need to be serious. I….,

Vinnie Holmes: Me?? Serious??? Oh that’s a good one, I need to be serious?? Look Senorita, I have looked in on this man’s records, because I had this hunch that Cactus Watson whispered into my ear that you would not help me. And these records told me that senor Acquin is merely an escape artist.

Willow: What??

Vinnie Holmes: SI!! You see, he has a history of not showing up when he is supposed to. He likes to keep people wondering whether he is this so called threat to them or just another pussy cat that you can brush it’s hairs without a glove.

Willow: Wait…, you already know???

Vinnie Holmes: What kind of nephew would I be of Sherlock if I did not know?? Just like Caleb is a washed up has been rock bum that just has got too filthy hairs that needs to be cut.

Willow: That’s because Senor Vinnie already faced them, but what about the others???

Vinnie scratches his head for a few moments before nodding his head in agreement

Vinnie Holmes: There you have a valid point that needs to be investigated Senorita.

Silence

Vinnie Holmes: What did you say Cactus Watson??

Silence

Vinnie Holmes: They are from an developmental company?? Interesting, but what could be developed there???

He looks at Pussy Willow, who rolls her eyes before sighing

Willow: They are wrestlers of the developmental wrestling program from Sin City Wrestling called Sin City Underground.

Vinnie Holmes: Interesting indeed…,

He remains silent for a few moments before staring at his cactus

Vinnie Holmes: Elementary my dear friend Cactus Holmes, I think it is a well deserved investigation that will get me closer to my….. err my clients goal to succeed whereas they must fail.

The shot fades

To be continued!!!

Senor Vinnie: It’s a new year, a new day, a new life…. And yet my goals is and will forever be the same. To be the next champion of the company and to put fears upon every other superstars hearts. Wondering what championship that will fall before my feet as I shall create a path of destruction as well as to be the well deserved El Campione. Of course the first thought would go out to the world championship belt. Waiting for that perfect moment to strike when the champion is down and ready for the picking.

I know that some of you have morals and are against taking advantage over a fallen foe, but to be honest. Who is willing to wait for a match that is fair, that has equal opportunities for both men to come out on top as champion. Well I guess none of you have ever played a game of Risk against me and could live the day to tell the tale of how you got beaten upon my terms. Because you moral fools prefer to see your hand picked victors be successful like that long haired, nose picking, beer swelling, barely having his hair cut idiot beat me again if he has the opportunity to play false. And I know when someone is playing false, because they aren’t obeying to MY rules!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Now I know that these statements are very harsh, especially if people will come up to me and tell me that I have nothing that could back up these words. And if that holds any meaning then I would be impressed by the words of those who are just occasionally lifting their asses off the couch to grab another beer or so. But then again, what do I care??? I don’t, I only care about me. I only care about getting back on trail to become the next champion and if that means I have to win a ladder match against five other guys?? So be it.

So be it I say to you all, to those who I know and to those I don’t. As if it is an advantage for me to know someone from those who I don’t… the only thing that I know is that I have beaten them…, that I have crushed them in a one on one confrontation. A confrontation that made me think differently about them… well scratch that… I don’t… just like I don’t give a fuck about the other three… but where to begin?? Oh where to begin??

It was the summer of 69…., oh wait. That’s a Bryan Adams song right?? Well tough luck, I start the way I want to start. And if I want to start with Bryan Adams, then so be it. because the way I see it, I am the main attraction and those who are… will select those who aren’t. But for those who are unbeknownst to me, I will grant you the benefit of the doubt before I drop the summer of I kick your ass in the cold stature of January all over you!!!

I’m sorry, I should uphold my composure I know. Especially when I am to face a man that is so calculated as in Travis Levitt. Interesting bio my senor…, I hope you have served your time well preparing your craft to the fullest of your ability. A man that has faced even more current opponents in this match than yours truly… perhaps I am stunned to realize that I am not in the most favorable position to tell the world that I am the favor to succeed and win the briefcase at all? But then again, my ego has got so many zip codes that I lost track on how much superior my intellect can be compared to the average Joe. But I am sure that seeing that your name is Travis, forgive me for acting so unbeknown to your ability and your opportunity to cash in at any given time. That is if you know how to set one foot in front of the other at all times.

Am I rude? Forgive me for not being even ruder to begin with. I have been taught that being rude is the other way of sharing interest to another human being before trashing it down to the canvas and spit on them. Do I make sense? No? I don’t care, like you really matter to begin with. I am sure that you, just like each and every other superstar with half a peanut sized brain could tell me that I do not deserve to be in this match to begin with. Because I already had my opportunity…, yadda yadda yadda. Two times three makes six and you look stupid okay?

Silence

Senor Vinnie: But I can tell that your craft has been perfected right?? That’s always the thing these days as people are intended to showcase to the world that they have mastered the iron grip upon the opponents nerves and squeeze them tight as if they were Spock. Well I guess I have to deal with another master of the ring that came out of the ass of Fenris and saw there was an easy buck to be made in SCW. I mean seriously, who is next to fill in the footsteps that you have left Fenris?? At least you mount to make something out of your and sadly my in ring career, but then we have boring Jake Raab… the man that left me hanging to lose to you in a tag match. I mean seriously?? Just because he holds some stinking noodle belt doesn’t automatically mean he deserves to face you like I did??

Silence

Senor Vinnie: What Pete? He has to put that belt on the line for a unification match?? Well at least that’s one title I have to worry about and not having to deal with the boring promo’s of two but one fucking martial artist. But I am drifting away, I need to focus upon the man that would exist if Jake and Fenris had a baby… and poof here comes out Travis. Such a travesty to mock a man that is only two matches into this organization and has the honor and privilege to stand toe to toe with the future world champion. I would also feel the gratitude oozing off my shoulders and be blinded by perfection. And then I shove a boot down your throat…. Why?? Because you stink perro.

And before you start to accuse me of being a mean man that gives you foul language, no I did not. I just taught you some biology as well as Spanish. Because a dog is an animal, a sweet and kind animal that has a brain. And if you are smart and use one, I better urge you to stay away from and that ladder. Because not only am I one to climb a ladder to success., I am also one to drop one as if it was merely a broom that sweeps your entire stinking bedroom. You are welcome.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Ugh…, what to do now? I could go for another new comer that I don’t know… or just switch over to a has been that aren’t even worth my attention. Oh the many decision that I have to make before bedtime is killing me. But like life has taught me often, I have to make the decision that serves me well… so I guess…. Like Become the Knight always says on his youtube channel… that it is time to ROCKON!!!

You have to forgive me, but my ability to dwell into many aspects of human interests is sometimes a blessing, but when it comes down to Caleb Storms… I would just rather settle with merely a curse. Yawn, yawn, yawn. That’s the basic three thoughts I have when it comes down to a Caleb Storms promo. Why you may ask?? Good question, let me give you the moment of time to explain before you are stoned after hearing his voice as if you are staring into the face of Medusa. But if I had to choose to fair better luck then I would go for the snake bitch instead of having to listen to your pathetic crap.

But I have told the world that I am a better man, I also believe in giving people a second chance. I just wonder whether the bosses of SCW have put their second chance routine on repeat with all the chances this Rockzilla and Acquin has gotten and surely will get after this. it’s such a shame that these ingrates are standing in the way of those who proclaim to have real talent. But perhaps I have spoken too soon and Caleb has grown some intellect after watching the first season of little Sheldon and thought he has grown a brain. Fat chance six string, you are still in diapers and evolution from growing from a baby to a small child has somehow dissolved and hid behind daddies secret porn stash. How I should know? Well let’s just say that I have taken liberty to at least acknowledge the fact that there’s an opportunity that you were conceived the old fashioned way. And then I kicked the living shit out of your parents for never making a mistake like that again.

Sadly that will not change anything to your in career existence, I have to just acknowledge the fact that you are there. That I just as well could give you the key to the washroom and tell you to wash my mariachi outfit as I am just a too busy of a man with all the conquering of the world. Büt thankfully behind every Batman there’s an Albert that will bitch and moan behind your back in his fucking British Accent while you cut off his financial supply three years ago. That’s how I think of YOU when you open your mouth and bore me with explicit foul behavior and sad language.

Maybe I should just send you to the Tijuana school of etiquettes, it will keep your filth inside and show some class to the outside. Oh who am I kidding, I better just beat the living shit out of you once again and hope that you aren’t just like a cockroach and multiply after being squashed underneath my boots.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I know that these words may sound harsh, but I know that it’s the only thing that could possibly be digested inside his peanut brain. The rest of his skull is completely filled with every possible concert that has been performed by the Backstreet Boys, New Kids on the Block and even the Discovery channel performing Bloodhound Gang. Because let’s be honest, every teenager that has zits the size of Alcatraz and a thirst for pie the size of the Grand Canyon is destined to have some flaws upon his repertoire. Telling the world that he is a part of the metal industry, well guess again little boy that plays the triangle and maraca’s instead. You just have no clue that you are up against a world class entertainer, both in the ring and on stage in front of more people than the universe has stars. And no dipshit, I am not referring to the has been artists that for some reason still have not felt that the OD has kicked in inside their systems. Oh man, do I enjoy bashing this punk ass kid?? Yup, but unfortunately I’m not being paid by the hour… so I guess it is time for me to move on

And I already hear the screams of everlasting joys… jut hold your breaths kiddo’s. You just never know whether that what you once had will ever be replaced by something better or worse…

Because here comes…. Slappy!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Seriously?? Slappy?? I just see a 6’9 and over 300 pound monster that is called Slappy?? Well I am taking my words back Caleb, I guess people should just stop having children if you are from Kickapoo, Missouri. Because the way I see things it is better to just child support… that way morons like his parents would not dare to bear each other’s presence between the sheets and I have not got to deal with a guy that once got bullied. The kid that once entered a Be a Star campaign and thought to himself that he could change… And change he did alright, he became that what he revered the most. Well good for you, I hope that one day that they will make a movie out of your stinking life so that I do not have to read the book report that Slappy once forced another kid to write for him. Why Slappy?? Because you got tears in your eyes and have watched them fall down the side of your cheeks?? Wondering why nobody could ever understand your sensitive feelings?

So you changed into the man that many other Slappy characters have hated all their lives, what makes you any better big bear?? Well I tell you what it makes you, it makes you become just another example of how society DOES WORK!!!

You see big fella, you are just an afterthought of what society tries to create, now you can forget the few words that are difficult for you to understand. You know words like YOU… and words like see and even the difficult word that is big… three letters, one syllable that consists of one word. Now I can tell your brain is already working overtime. Causing you to forget the fact that we just surpassed new years eve and that fireworks have exploded out of nowhere and oh yeah… this super card, you have to climb a letter to retrieve a suitcase. Major difficulties for a giant like you.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I have decided to give you a few moments to collect your thoughts, adjust to the city way of thinking that your home town where you come from never truly guided you through the thoughts that popped inside your thick skull. Too bad that most of them already vaporized after all your veins got clocked with beans and tators and stuff like that. That’s how you call potatoes right?? And I am aware that these words and contradiction when it came down to Caleb will disturb you. I see a pattern happening so far after referring to three of the five men that I have to squash between a ladder and the steps that a the symbol to MY success. Perhaps after the match is over, when you try to squash some fans at ringside for calling you a freak of nature or whatever… perhaps then and only then can you understand that I am superior and that I am even a better bully than you attempt to ever become.

Am I going to fast for you?? oh I’m sorry, here let me rephrase that…

He clears his throat before talking slowly.

Senor Vinnie: I…. am…. Better…. Than…. You…. you…. understand…. Me?

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I am sorry that I have to lower myself to standards that are beneath me. But then again, if I have to look up to this guy then my neck will get cramps. Seriously, can’t we all just be another Senor Vinnie?? just a light version of me?? I will throw in the extra sugar to fuck the minds of those who have the new years resolution to lose weight. Just like you should just drop your anger issues and become my personal whipping boy. Something that I am sure that you were good at.

And don’t threaten me with the fact that you have become a violent monster, because monsters don’t exist okay?? Not even those who live in your closet or hide underneath your bed. That’s just scary uncle Joey that is simplistic and has a mental problem and confuses bedrooms for a Harry Potter sequal to all the other stories. Just not realizing that this story will never be aired to begin with.

Talking about Harry Potter?? Here comes the vanishing trick once more…

A soft chuckle can be heard from the lips of Senor Vinnie as he is referring to Joshua Acquin.

Senor Vinnie: Are you going to hit the mute button once more Joshua? Or are you going to surprise me by stepping out of your comfort zone and be a tough guy that you proclaim to have been for how long?? Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t count all the years that I wasn’t around. I just entered this company a few months ago and already my career has reached a Hall of Fame status even before your single minded thought could ever come up with retirement. I mean seriously?? What would we have got to do without losers like YOU???
I know I caught you off guard, you didn’t expected me to use words of adding compliments to your fucked up career. Maybe, just maybe you will show up and even open up your mouth for a change. I mean that would be a true miracle that exceeds every expectation that I ever had of every miracle that dropped some shit on 13th street. But that’s because I want to share all my favorite thoughts of when I had to ace your legacy.

Lets see…. There was this time that…..

Silence

Senor Vinnie: My bad, I actually confused you with Caleb Storms who actually did show up and did do his everything that he has got inside hi arsenal. I mean seriously, you are even beneath the likes of Caleb Storms?? Even Casey Williams who is retiring has got more to look back upon in the last few weeks compared to your entire career. And you haven’t even considered retirement yet… I hope nothing is loose inside your thick skull??? Because if it were, I would be capable of perhaps getting worried. But just like every good episode of Star Trek, I just forget the entire second of what I your pathetic career in a nano second. Because let’s be honest, longer than that would be a slap in the face of every man that has beaten you prior to me beating you AGAIN!!!

Perhaps I should ask Vinnie Holmes to investigate the fact that you are incapable to water plants with some actual water, why you have not been able to mount anything that resembles ANYTHING to a success. And that’s something else than cutting your toenails or washing your hair…. It’s how you enter that six sided ring and beat the shit out of everyone before going for the victory. Victory Joshua, something you haven’t been doing for quite some time. I hope that Senor Underwood will take a ringside seat and enjoy some popcorn while watching me beat the crap out of you and everyone else in this match. Just imagining me beating everyone in this match. But mostly people like you amigo, because you are just like the flavor of the month. Explicit the one moment, new and exciting the next moment before being substituted by someone better and younger…

(coughs) Caleb Storms (coughs)

Truth hurts doesn’t it?? I hope that one day the federation could enter a new division besides that of SCW, SCW Underground. An federation for has been wretlers that are unable to say farewell to the sport that they love, yet unaware of the fact that it is just a one sided love that you are feeling, perhaps even wishing for.

Will you cry yourself at night, every time that you will go to sleep that you get flashbacks that I will climb down with the briefcase that cement my status as a future world heavyweight champion?? Roulette champion?? HELL< I’ll even throw in the tag titles if you manage to squeeze yourself inside a dress..

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Wait… the horror, just the thought makes me want to throw up. No Joshua, just stick with what you are good at… then I will do mine and beat you in this ladder match. Destroy you and every other wrestler and force them to stare at the ladder of a golden opportunity… for Senor Vinnie… future champion… I hope you can live with that Joshua…

And then there’s the Gospel…, the one of the purest of them all, he who believes all of his sins shall be washed away by doing the things that our beloved Father forbad us sinning humans to do. Though I ask of you to remember the Sabbath Day, to keep it Holy. To remember that God created the earth and everything that surrounds it and He rested upon the seventh day. Will you be a good little monk and respect his wishes to remain a devoted follower?? Or will you desire the lust of becoming world heavyweight champion so badly that you can almost taste it?? Clearly an example of how religion could be used in your advantage when you alter the words to your own simple minded existence of a created brain.

Oh I am sure that after telling these words that I will be condemned as a sinner to the realm of HIS Glorious plans for where each and every one of us is a pawn in his greater master plan to rid the world of the sins that US humans have put upon this world by merely believing the cunning snake and ignore the warnings of HE that created u to his very own image.

Though shalt not covet they neighbour’s house, they neighbour’s wife, they neighbour’s laves, animals or anything else… and yet you do don’t you?? I can tell that desire for the artifacts that people have created with their bare hands has made you a sinful man… but who am I to judge upon y our deeds, I am not HIM that shall judge you upon the final judgment that shall come. But just like every other resemblance to the weaker hearts and minds of those who came after Adam and Eve…. We are all those who dare to rebel to the wishes and the commandments of HIM that has been edged upon our souls isn’t it my dear sweet monk??

Is that why you hide in mystery my friend?? That you can pray to HIM in front of the altar that you have created. Where your lip whisper the same prayer over and over again, while your thoughts wander off. Wandering off to the hand made creations to honor HIM high above… knowing full well that we should not make any graven images…. Because that’s what the world title is to you isn’t it??? even if your lips will deny the facts that your heart is telling me otherwise. Your eyes are glowing in the dark when the lust once again pops up it’s ugly head and makes you want to chastise yourself over and over again, feeling the marks upon your body burn upon your flesh…. Feeling the punishment that you wish God himself would bestow upon yourself… knowing that even though how much you hurt yourself physically, it is nothing compared to that what HE shall do to you when HE feels you need to feel HIS wrath.

And then you have to deal with my wrath as well, you see Senor…. I am so much like you… I just do not allow hypocrisy to be an excuse to hide behind. To speak of the one and do the other before dropping upon your knees and ask for forgiveness for the sins that you have perpetrated upon HIS very own creation… the world that we live in, the oxygen that we breathe in and the food that we thank him every single day by closing our eyes and locking our hands in a prayer.

Do you feel special now little monk?? Are you now experiencing the first few steps into this world, where you are aware that you are not alone anymore??? Or are you just another troubled soul that is in dying need to find it’s forgiveness before you can allow your sinful thoughts to once again take over?? Why don’t you just eat the apple of forbidden fruits? Allow yourself to belief that you will in the end become just as powerful and almighty as HE Himself… because that would be the only reason why your quest for your very own sins will start with he SCW world heavyweight champion, by merely telling each and every one that you wish to hear it that it shall not end there… not my words, but yours my friend.

I will forgive you for the sins that you will perpetrate upon five other men inside that six sided ring with ladders everywhere. To fight the good fight for HIM high above, fighting in the ring of the number of the beast that will do everything to weaken your thoughts and tempt you to join the dark side of your own weak flesh. Oh I know all too well that your quest should not be easy, because if were to then HE would have asked a mere child to do his bidding… asking the child to do the most unforgiven act of showing love to HIM. It has not been like a child has not been set to be sacrificed before HIS very own need before HE showed mercy and allowed a young sheep to take it’s place.

You are not a man of God, you are a man of violence, you are a man of true dark desires that you have turned a blind eye to… and I know you will smile late at night knowing that I was true all along. Jut for your sins I will stop thee my dear Monk… I shall show you forgiveness after the bell has rang before I start to play to your sinful ears that the man has come around.

Silence

I know that there’s so many more days ahead before the final judgment that is the first ever big super card of the year 2019, but it feels like I have never stopped. That will be my edge heading in the coming week that I ahead of me. Patience is my virtue, patience is my stepping stone to reach up in the sky as I climb the ladder that will lead me to stairway to heaven. I shall be Robert Plant of the wrestling ring when I look up and see the golden opportunity reach closer and closer to my desiring fingers.

I hope that the world will understand that I am more than just a man that did not succeed against the world champ the first and second chance that was handed to me. But I am the man that believes in the lucky three…., fool me once, shame on you… fool me twice?? Shame on me… but three times?? Oh no…, that isn’t going to happen. Too bad that I have got to spend another week of making my point to five other men that should not even be here to begin with. Not because of my cocky attitude and undying trust in my abilities… more because pain will flow across your faces once more when I am done with you all. But you just have to wait… and see…. I have not even started yet and the world will be in awe….

The end….

 The Artist known as Senor Vinnie, part seven

Senor Vinnie: Crystal Bowl…., Crystal Bowl…., show me that I will have justice after all….

Senor Vinnie can be seen sitting in his hotel room, having a plastic bowl in front of him that has the label attached to it that it is fake crystal bowl. He stares at a lamp that changes color every few seconds that convinces Vinnie that he is staring at the future.

Senor Vinnie: Please Pete, I need to concentrate upon the future as that will present me the date and venue that I will reclaim the championship belt that I never lost.

Silence

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes as he turns his attention towards the cactus that is standing next to the “plastic crystal bowl” and taps his fingers on the table.

Senor Vinnie: I know that on the record books I did not win that championship belt, but in my defense I did not tap out or get pinned. Therefor Senor Fenris did not beat me…, therefore he is an unworthy champion from High Stakes on and needs to prove his worth to me whether he is a real champion or merely the person that keeps it warm for me.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Si I know Pete, I did not pin him so therefore he did not lose it. I know that he also didn’t submit, but I felt that his eyes slowly parted and I heard him gasp the Icelandic words that he wanted to quit. That’s why I let go off the tight grip I had on him and he managed to reverse it… I tell you, injustice is brewing over Sin City Wrestling.

Silence

Senor Vinnie looks puzzled at another apparent question from his cactus, scratching his head as he clearly had not expected the “question” being asked by Pete.

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean if I consider finding luck elsewhere besides becoming world champion???

Senor Vinnie stares back at his “crystal bowl” and is clearly clueless about the question, he frowns his eyebrows before sighing.

Senor Vinnie: Have you been staring at my crystal bowl again Pete? I told you that these bowls only show the reality and not like the Lord of the Rings that the balls shows you the future that IT wishes you to see. Mixing the reality with your fears and your desires when your heart is filled with lust or too pure of heart. No Pete, this is the real deal.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Why you ask?? Because on the back it says that it is made in Taiwan and I’ve been told that Taiwanese have the ability to create the best crystal bowls in the modern era?/?

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Oh please!! You are living in a fairy tale world that you would actually believe that crystal bowls are only found in fairy tales?? Let me ask you something?? Did Merlin exist or not???

Silence

Senor Vinnie lifts his hands up high in the air in utter disbelief as we all can imagine the answer of Cactus Pete.

Senor Vinnie: Of course he existed!! The knights of the round table existed, kings had their wizards or witches and I have learned all of this while watching the documentary that is airing on Netflix these days.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean Robin Hood, men in tights isn’t a documentary but a comedy??? You are only saying that because to this very day you still don’t believe that the princess didn’t wore a chastity belt to protect her virginity?? As of a fact I know that Little John could not swim!! And even though that the water wasn’t as deadly as it may have looked on camera!! I for a fact know that these little streams are packing a mighty punch that drags you through the mud and before you know it…. well you get the drift don’t you???

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Well back in those days there were sharks swimming around these streams! Now I know that they weren’t the size of the Great White or something, but those were the edge of being a delicacy on either end of the food chain. Because it was eat or be eaten, a struggle of supremacy that eventually was won by the knights of the round table did you know that the notion of Britannia Rules the waves came from that very same ideal?? Because they had to get bare footed in that dangerous stream and had to use their swords to plow through the filthy waters of England!!!

Silence.

Senor Vinnie: Why you ask? WHY? Because you did not want to have your very expensive, mostly one of a kind armor rust from the water that created their poor teeth, their lack of hygiene and well…. Their uhm… pure white skin. You should think that they need to get more into the sun from the moment that the rain had stopped. But back to the knights

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Why??? It’s a crucial subject that I have to mention that wasn’t documented in that Robin Hood, Men in Tights production was that these knights were the reason why they have said for many years that they ruled the waves.

Senor Vinnie leans back into his chair, smiling at the cactus as he assumed that he knows something that makes him look very intelligent. Until the mood on his face changes into an astonishing one before turning downright pissed off.

Senor Vinnie: (screaming) WHAT DO YOU MEAN I AM MAKING THIS UP???!!! Do I look like someone that could come up with lies to…..

Silence

Senor Vinnie: (screaming) WHAT???!! YES???!!! Why you little….,

Senor Vinnie reaches out and wants to grab the cactus in complete anger, forgetting through the surge of rage that it is a cactus and those are very pointy

Senor Vinnie: OUCH!!!!

Quickly pulling back his hands as he is desperately trying to pull out the spines that got stuck into his hands and fingers. But every time that he tries to reach out for one, he pushes another one deeper into his skin that is attached to the fingers that are reaching out to the other hand.

Senor Vinnie: ARRGGHH!!!!!

He looks around the room that he is in with desperation on his face, he cannot reach out for anything as it will cause him more pain than what he is already experiencing right now. He suddenly notices his phone on the table and suddenly he has an idea.

Senor Vinnie: I got an epiph… epoph… epaph….. aarrgghh!!! What’s that word again for a sudden idea!!!

Silence

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes as his cactus knows something, places his hands on the table as he screams out once more. Clearly he had forgotten about the spines at that moment and it cost him dearly.

Senor Vinnie: Arrrgh!!!!

He quickly tries to use his phone, but realizes that he cannot grab it. This causes him to look around the room, but besides his cactus there’s nobody there that could operate the pone for him. He turns his attention to Pete the cactus, almost out of desperation wants to ask it something. but in the end he remembers that there’s no way in hell that Pete could operate his own pone. He then suddenly leans down and presses his nose on the bottom part of the phone as this causes the screen to light up. He lifts his head up and believes he has the answer to this problem

Senor Vinnie: Ha!! You didn’t thought I would have remembered the face recognition mode on my phone. I……

He blinks his eyes as he “hears” Pete talk to him.

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean that you don’t have that option on my Iphone 4!!!! Everyone has it, everyone talks about it!! I am sure that I got that update somewhere and somehow. I…..

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Well…, well…., you have pointy ears!!!!

He extends his tongue towards the cactus before turning his attention back to the phone. He once again presses his nose on the bottom button and the screen lights up again. He then tries to swipe up the picture of his cactus and him and wants to look at the phone for face recognition. But of course Pete was right, that mode isn’t active until many later versions of the Iphone as he is getting annoyed by this.

Senor Vinnie: Just because you never have seen me use that face recognition, does not mean that it isn’t on it!!!! You are just as helpful as a sack of potatoes!! You know that it is there, but when you slice them into French fries then you know that they will make you feel good in the beginning…, only to replace that feeling with a blown up feeling in your gut!!! You could have at least tried to motivate me to think of something new!! I mean seriously, how must I call my nephew Pepé and ask him for his help??? I can stay like this forever!! I would starve, I would be unable to enjoy the pleasantries of drinking a fine wine!! And I sure as hell wouldn’t being able to face off against my amigo… Senor West… and his tag team partner Senor Fenris

He spits on the ground after mentioning that name. clearly still not happy over what has happened as he is geared up to get some sort of revenge upon him.

Senor Vinnie: I wanted to call Pepé, because his tiny fingers are just perfect to pull out all the dangerous spines that is seriously threatening my existence and my career.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: I don’t care if he is asleep or not!! You cannot keep me hanging like this!!! I am going to call right now!!!

He presses his nose back to the bottom button on his Iphne and we can hear the voice of Siri emerge

Siri: How may I help you today???

Senor Vinnie: Call Pepe

The phone reacts as we see it write down that it is calling Pepé, the phone rings for a few times before suddenly we hear a connection happening on the other side of the line.

Pepé: Hello??

Senor Vinnie looks annoyed, hearing Pepés face so clearly makes him wonder….

Senor Vinnie: PEPÉ!!! Why aren’t you asleep?? Do you know how late it is???

We can hear a moan on the other side of the line as Pepé has clearly just woken up from his sleep because of the sound of his phone had made that caused him to wake up.

Pepe: (moans) Do you not know how late it is uncle Vinnie???

Senor Vinnie: That’s not the essence of my phone call. I need you right here, right now. I am in pain Pepé!! REAL PAIN YOU KNOW!!

Pepé: (moans again)

Pepé: Uncle Vinnie, even if I knew what is going on. Don’t you think my mother wouldn’t allow me to go outside in the middle of the night???

Senor Vinnie: Why you….

The phone line gets disconnected right after we heard Senor Vinnie’s screaming at her son to keep the noise down as she is trying to sleep. This causes Senor Vinnie to get irate over the fact that his nephew just hung up on him. He is fuming from the mouth when he tries to bash his face into the phone, but halfway the move of anger he stops. Realizing that if he would continue doing that, that he would either break his nose or break his phone. He looks around as he stops staring to his cactus.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: You are actually telling me that you carry tweezers with you everywhere I take you with me?? Why haven’t you told me this sooner?? And how in the hell are you going to hold that thing to pull out these spines???

He just finished saying these words and the thought of him not believing what has been “said” to him crosses his mind and sighs, knowing that there’s no other alternative but to accept his ofer.

Senor Vinnie’s championship state of address part one.

Senor Vinnie: Dear senor Ty, as one amigo to another I want to applaud you for finally obtaining a championship belt that you deserve to have. The mere fact that I can honestly say that I have been a part of your growth as a man and as a wrestler is obviously isn’t a lie…. I mean look at me???

The camera zooms out as they take his entire physique in shot before moving the shot back to the face of Senor Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie: Does that mean as amigo’s that we have to agree upon everything that we were made to agree upon?? Of course not, but that’s okay. I guess having a life that is yours would make me want to think either way to say things that come from the heart of perhaps the feeling of being challenged by others that think they are better than you?? Of course not…., because I am honest to amigo’s. Something that is part of being a humble and honest man… just like me.

Senor Vinnie repeats those words in a whisper as he has for some reason a look of doubt whether these words hold any truth or not before chuckling and waving his hand towards the camera to just simply forget it.

Senor Vinnie: Now I understand that I can be somehow and somewhat confusing to many out there… And why is that?? The shear good looks?? The subtle voice that drowns people into mush when I open the octaves of my ability to reach your hearts?? Or is it merely that am a wrestling version of an M&M?? Whereas they will not melt in your hand, yet they will drown in misery when they enter your mouth and give you the sensations that you were seeking for quite some time. But I guess a human is easily satisfied isn’t it??

Satisfied, how can someone be satisfied I hear many out there ask themselves. How is it that a man like Fenris and Ty West win championship belts or keep them. While others work even more than that and do not reach any goal in their entire lives??? And where did you stand my amigo?? Where were you with your mindset prior to that championship title victory. A feat that I applaud you, knowing full well that you had worked the better part of how many years now?? And I do not mean to disrespect you oh El Campione?? Because who am I to say that you are doing it all wrong when you have that championship belt draped across your shoulder or around your waist?? Does that give me the right to criticize as much as you have opened up your mouth and let the first of many to soon to follow excuses of how things have changed for you and how much you enjoy keeping it around your waist?? But the question my amigo…, is this the reality that should have been???

But don’t worry Senor Ty, I have not forgotten how I climbed the steps to the end of the line whereas you were deflowered from your hopes and dreams of facing the man that has beaten you twice in so many matches. A man that has gone way out of the line to keep you closer than a mere and sheer potential enemy. But that’s not how the saying goes isn’t it?? The obvious line of defense that drinking buddies and other parts of liquids that are being shared with each other is a disastrous thing to happen. Something that underestimating almost costed our beloved champion his championship belt. And that makes you wonder doesn’t it?? A man that…, dare for me to say a naughty word to make my point come across… became a male gigolo as he was searching for the biggest thrill of his life. A man that almost begged for the entire Sin City Wrestling organization to forget the fact that you lost to me and have you battle him. I guess friction between two has got it’s ups and downs isn’t it??? it’s quite simplistic if you ask me my dear friend. Soon he is going to be searching another safe haven that he wishes to test his ability against an unexpected twist of events.

But how? But why? But when did the transformation of him just running on low instinct itself has gotten inside your mind whether you are still the one that he wants?? To be his opponent, to be the one that eclipse everything that none men so far has been unable to reach. And yet, I wonder how things would have been for you when you had not won that championship belt and I did. And who was there to pick up the slacks when you had no clue on whether you had to stop or continue the career that you have right now?? Oh I am sure that drinking some fine alcoholic beverages helps to drown the ability to create a conclusion to the statement that holds everything that matters.

The one statement that you are not better than me my friend. A statement that I live for every single day of my short SCW championship career. A career that has not flown over with championship belts from this place. And yet I wake up knowing, waking up that no matter what the world says that I am better my friend. And if you want, we could make a simple and yet revealing statement that would just merely wipe off everything underneath the rug and accept fate.

Fate Senor Ty, fate that I did indeed beat a man that wanted to become number one contender. A man that indeed had desire and his thirst for success forced him to do things that he would not quickly do against someone that I care about my friend. But haven’t you learned that friendships and being sensitive holds you down?? That will put you to a point where you question your decisions and struggle to choose between emotions or your desire to be the very best. Perhaps that is the reason why you are walking around with the Roulette championship belt, a title that makes you the very best of something… but ask yourself this question my friend?? Is that championship belt your barrier of what you can reach with your ability to fight?? Because tell me my friend, who in that match was truly an opposition that you would have had sleepless nights for? Who in that match with so many men would have troubled you?? And if I could look deep inside your heart, I would already know that the answer would be Ben Jordan.

But that’s the problem Senor, you look too much to the ones that stands in front of you. But the one person that you should base your entire hope of winning anything is you Senor. You are your biggest friend or your worst enemy. And we all have seen it how you have hated yourself after another loss, how much you hated being the laughing stock of every other champion that beat you… or should I say that’s what your imagination told you??? No Senor, I saw the talent that you possessed and still do to this very day. I see a man whose ability to perform goes hand in hand with that what his believes tell your muscles to do. Whether to tense up or whether that you know when the moment comes to strike someone with urgency and vengeance. Words that sounds cool and impressive for mindless little boys that use all their money to watch us compete and hopefully one day become remotely or just as good as those who they worship.

Did you ever worship anyone Ty?? Did you had a favorite wrestler when growing up?? Or did you always believe in yourself and never needed that sentimental nod of following in the footsteps of many other greats that came before you. And yet I wonder Ty, does that championship belt make you better than me?? Does it?? does it make you believe that you have entered the first page of the long awaited second chapter in your biography called Ty West, what he could have been and what he has become.

His look has changed to a very serious look on his face and burning fire in his eyes.

Senor Vinnie: I am sorry if I have to rattle you up champ whether I cause to hit you where it is very personal. Then I ask you for forgiveness for what I do here, the trash talk that never stops, the confidence that oozes from me as I know eventually I will be right to the words that I have said all along. I will be the one that beats Fenris for that championship belt Ty, what were his words again?? Oh yeah, didn’t his opinion of me  was that he would breeze past me like I wasn’t even there?? That he thought that you put him through the worst fight of his career and had to adjust??? Adjusting his opinion about you and me…, how interesting isn’t it?? and the fact that you ask me where my gold belt is?? Well you have to just simply look over your shoulder and there it is my friend. Because besides the theatrics, besides the fact that I do not look like the worst nightmare that a wrestler could ever come up against. I still live that moniker every single day and you know why???

Silence

Senor Vinnie: AWww come on Pete!!! You promised that you would give me these final words to get my point across!! You are such a hypocrite!! Always telling me that I should always stay out of your life and not interfere with yours. But oh no, you seemingly have other ideas when it comes down to the other side aound.

Silence

Oh you were just merely react to my words as my manager?? So you think just because you come to ringside with me and have ringside view of when I decimate another opponent?? Something that I am entitled to apologize to Senor Ty once more… realizing that it wasn’t a nice thing to do in a match with the opportunity to fight for the biggest price of them all. The world heavyweight champion, that one title that drove you nuts Ty, you may not even remember or wish to accept the fact that I did not wanted to wait as long as you did before finally reaching the gold… not even the type of gold that you wanted. Oh no, you wanted to be on the top of the world, the one thing that truly matters isn’t it? But I will applaud you Ty? I applaud you for reaching the Roulette title and wait your turn to come that you could finally challenge for that championship belt once more. The question you have to ask yourself over and over again for the remainder of time until we will have to face of against each other. And who knows, I will even bring the championship belt that puts each and every one of your miserable fools to shame when it comes down to belitteling me and taunt my lack of success. Check again Ty, unlike you my friend… it wasn’t’like your first opportunity for the world title didn’t came after winning three matches since my debut. I was three and zero Ty, I was already fighting for the gold in match number four. Something that nobody will even come closer to until I do it again and beat him for the belt. Beating him by pinning him or making him submit. But who knows, who knows if I just go desperate and do not seek the right answers with he right questions. Who knows, who knows I may just go for the desperation move and secure the victory. Weirder things has happened haven’t they

He grins as he extends his arms as if he wants to give Ty West a huge hug and slowly drops his arms down now

Senor Vinnie: But don’t worry Ty, after the smoke has settled and you realize once again how wonderful I truly am.. we will hug each other in the middle of the ring. Where we agree to drink some tequila and eat some burrito’s before we accept and agree upon the fact that I had to do what I have done. You were just in the way my amigo…, you were just in the way…


We are at the pool of the luxurious hotel room of Senor Vinnie, he is resting in the cold water of the pool. His arms are waving along with the movement of the water as he is sporting a very expensive pair of sunglasses. There’s a glass of orange juice on the edge o the pool next to him and his cactus on the other side. He is enjoying the music of a local mariachi band that he had hired to make him feel as if he is back home in Tijuana, Mexico.

Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera

The tones of the three men that are all singing together is as clear as night, but still to the fast superior hearing of Senor Vinnie he can hear some errors. These errors makes him cringe when he hears them sing and decides to lift his head up from the pool. The water splashes from his hair back into the pool as he turns around and coughs loudly.

Mariachi singer number one: Si Senor Vinnie??? Is there anything that we could do for you Senor???

Senor Vinnie sighs, he slowly lifts his sunglasses from his face and stares at the three men. All dressed in traditional Mariachi outfits and all of them have guitars in hands. He takes a sip from his orange juice before turning his gaze at the three men, who are curious what the man that self proclaimingly tells the world that he is the most famous Mariachi singer ever. A pressure point for these three to live up to anything that they could think off is near to his expectations of a perfect performance.

Senor Vinnie: What can I say Manuel??? Your name is Manuel isn’t it??

Mariachi singer number one: Senor, my name is Je….

But he is cut off by Senor Vinnie who isn’t listening to what the man had to say.

Senor Vinnie: Look Manuel, when I asked around in this shithole for the best Mariachi band in this town. I was expecting people that could keep rhythm, who could sing as close as if hearing angels singing towards their creator. But all I get is three guys that peed themselves while performing in front of Dr. Phill inside a bingo hall. I could not say that I am actually anywhere near impressed by the performance… well I should say the lack off that you three are performing for me. I need my beauty sleep you know, it is not like you go through the painful experiences that I have gone through. You know, mental anguish, physical and psychological pain over the fact that these arms were treated with a pain that you would have collapsed and went into coma. But no, I survived that!! I have the body that can take whatever that is dished out and come back for more. Too bad that these arms of magical powers have been scarred for life.., just look at these arms Manuel.

Mariachi singer one: It’s Jesús Senor Vi….

Senor Vinnie: Obviously you just are in awe of greatness that you have forgotten that I endure so much pain right now that I get a headache coming. I should just put on these sunglasses and give you another opportunity to impress me. But at least do something that is worth the singing. What about…… Me olvidé de vivir?? Another classic from Julio Iglesias. Even though I never understood his popularity, an average Joe that could at least sing somewhat. But I guess he never got out of his career what wasn’t there to begin with. That besides the women falling for his fake suntan skin color. I mean seriously??? He is as fake as the ability that you amigo’s are proclaiming to have. Are you sure that you are as talented that your agent has attempted to convince me off??

Mariachi singer numbe one: Si Senor Vinnie.

The three start to play once more, Senor Vinnie wants to protest once more after hearing the first tone that they were playing. But has decided not to, not wanting to create a scene where complaints could be piled up if he would have been taped by a youtube vlogger to hype up his or her vlogging show.

Me olvidé de vivir
Me olvidé de vivir
Me olvidé de vivir
Me olvidé de vivir

The chorus causes him to put his hands to his ears as if to say that it is killing him and the sound is just as dreaded as it was a few moments before that. This time Senor Vinnie sits up out of the pool and reveals to have a rather large Bermuda Swimming trunks that ha the logo of SV written on the back.

Senor Vinnie: You see that camera crew?? That’s right. They are finally here just like it’s another breath of fresh air. No I am not talking about the three men that aren’t even worth being named Mariachi. Let alone being in the same vicinity that I am in. They are just like un grateful pieces of shit that just by coincidence could play the guitar that needs to be stuffed with caffeine.

Senor Vinnie stares at the three men, who continue to play and sing while the first mariachi singer pays good attention to every single move from the losing wrestler in High Stakes main event. He growls just at the mere thought of that match that almost drives him wild and make him forget about his temper. Only to shake his head and grins.

Senor Vinnie: That was a good thing that you were around Pete, I mean I still cannot fully grasp the thought that you were able to get all of these spines out of my arms Pete. Even though I will probably be forced to carry blouses with long sleeves to hide the shameful objects of YOUR objective attack towards me.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Si Pete, you attacked me. You can tell that you were either provoked or that you were just defending yourself and in shock you shot out more spines than I have ever had the appreciation that I deserve from you. But just because I am a man that has a heart of gold, I will forgive you for that.
Silence

No Cactus Pete, you are not going to talk yourself out of this Senor. Even though I have forgiven you this time, I shall never forget Pete. You think just because you pulled out these spines in an almost magical fashion it does not hide the fact that with every movement that I make… that I feel the pain of once having a perfect skin amongst my arms.

Silence.

Senor Vinnie: You never told me that I had to use coconut oil after you took out everything out of my arms. Why didn’t you do that if you know so much???

Silence

Oh sure, of course. You have the ability to pull out the sharpest of sharp out of my arms. And yet you are telling me that you do not pack any coconut oil??

Silence:

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean it was not a part of the contract that I had signed with this company?? Did you alter the details after I had signed Pete???

Silence

We see the second of three Mariachi singers look at the first one and places the guitar next to him instead of carrying it all the time around it’s neck.

Mariachi Singer number two: Why is he talking to that cactus Jesús???

The first one lifts his arms up in disbelief before wiping some sweat from his brow and turns his gaze the second mariachi singer.

Mariachi singer number one: I don’t know Manuel, but he pays good man. So I just play along. Now let us play once more.

The second mariachi singer grabs quickly his guitar and the three of them start to play Bambolejo from the Gypsy Kings. They are playing while Senor Vinnie is still in a heated discussion with mostly himself and also his cactus.

Senor Vinnie: You need to understand that I expected more from you!! Especially going all of this length to make sure that Senor Fenris gets a surprise at this coming Climax Control. And this is how you repay me???

Mariachi singers: Bamboleo bambolea
Porque mi vida yo la prefiero vivir así
Bamboleo bambolea
Porque mi vida yo la prefiero vivir así

Senor Vinnie: Arrghh!!! If Julio wasn’t as bad, now they suddenly bring out the Gypsy Kings?? For what??? It’s not like they have mounted to anything special. They are just merely a nice playing band create catchy songs. And even THAT!! Isn’t happening anytime soon!! I should just throw them out and pay them for the lack of it. when I was five I sang better than these three combined!! Where’s the melody?? Where’s that cohesiveness that is necessary to bring out a mediocre song to the greatness that I stand for???

Silence

Senor Vinnie wants to say something but decides not to. shaking his head no and grins evil.

Senor Vinnie: Now that seems not to be much of a realistic idea Pete. To have me give them singing lessons?? Educating of my fast experience that I have gathered over a fortnight?? And you want me to teach those lesser beings a lesson of being the greatest Mariachi ever?? Soon you are going to tell me that you want them to become better? Even if I wanted to, they don’t have the finesse that is needed to be an average singer compared to mine. And that even would have to be accepted by them as a major compliment no???

He does not await the “answer” from is cactus as he grabs the towel that is around the outside the pool and dries himself off. He grabs the bell from his table and rings it, causing the butler to walk out to meet him and bends down.

Waiter: Anything else sir???
Senor Vinnie: Do you have some coconut oil Pablo?? I need to save whatever is left of my arms that can be saved by the sheer touch of the magical coconut oil… that is at least when I want to believe my cactus Pete.

Senor Vinnie’s genuine look on his face surprises the waiter and then wonders whether he has gotten an idiot that he needs to bring him anything else

Waiter: Certainly sir, would you like me to take the cactus with me sir??

Senor Vinnie looks at the waiter before nodding his head in approval.

Senor Vinnie: When I have cleared my skin and soothed my flesh, I will take you for a swim

Silence: That’s okay Pete, I will make sure that there will be enough devices for you to float in the after while holding them with your spines

The two “bicker on as the shot slowly fades

Senor Vinnie’s championship state of address part two

Senor Vinnie: And then we have Fenris, the man that knocked me out and retained the championship belt…, the one man that got away with that what I wanted. A man that has a victory in the record books and that’s all what matters isn’t it?? A man that has the ability to force you to tap out to his submission arsenal. And yet, even though he had hoped for, he had wished for….. he had to reside to a third option. Of knocking me out to the point where I could not continue.

Interesting concept isn’t it?? To have a man out there that claims that he wishes to make everyone either tap out or get pinned. But those are just merely brave words of a man oozing of confidence in his own fighting ability that he would never have to resort to tactics like that. Good for you Fenris, you have found a way to lie to yourself about over you very own YOU. We should just allow balloons to fall down from the ceiling and confetti to spray in everyone’s hair and clothing before wall going to do a normal fight. But does this mean that I do not consider you as a great champion Fenris? Oh of course I do my amigo’s pest fly. Because even if your victory stands as an official one,  even if your knockout blow is an official result that congratulates you with a victory. I know deep down inside you are just excited over the fact that you got away. And you said it yourself…, I was the toughest opponent that you had and that’s what you like… that’s what you want. That one test that will open your eyes and realize that next time you are clinically removed from that what is mine.

It’s funny how we also need to mention the fact that I have a tag team partner. Somehting that I never asked for, something that I roll my eyes for as it is another man that was in the goldrush tournament and failed. Another man that wants world title gold… my gold, my championship opportunity that just comes down once in a lifetime. And when you are this pissed over the fact that you did not do what you originally told the world what you would do to beat me… then how can you be so proud of yourself?? It’s the entire wih any means necessary isn’t it??

But it’s all good Fenris, I do not hold a grudge. Oh no, I don’t… Pete does though, but he has got nothing to say about what I think of you and what I will do to you next time that we will come in contact with. Ergo, Monday night’s Climax Control has become even more interesting. Two men that are truly fighting over the fact who is the best… and two men that hold dear to their MMA roots that it just sickens me to think… to thin that a lucky blow got me. But that’s okay Fenris, that’s okay. The world is already filled with lies and deceit. The world is already filled with the lies of overweighed and non-intelligent low lives that sit around on their fat asses and enjoy the fact that I had been screwed out of something that I want to hold dear to my heart. Even more than you ever will do my friend. Because it’s the only thing that I live for and it makes me want it even more to know the fact that I have concluded that your victory was the same plastic object that did the job that I did to my true Amigo Ty West. The only difference is that I apparently am not allowed to get away with it even when it was a no disqualification match.

How do they say that about these things?? Oh yes, nothing more than a good old fashioned hypocritical lie to keep your conscience morally obliged to believe your own lies and make it all the truth that you can handle. But these are merely words isn’t it Fenris? Words are easily forgotten of misunderstood. Just as long as the human brain allows altercations of what the eyes seeand what the ears hear. Oh no Fenris, I am not going to wait until the official announcement will come and the one that everyone seems to want to hear…. I will take that opportunity, I will take every short cut that is allowed for great (coughs) champions alike. And who knows, maybe… just maybe… it will be the one night where justice will prevail and everything will be back to normal.

And normal it shall become, normal it has to be wherever destiny has that opportunity to change the mindset that is reality. The reality that what I tell you that will happen, shall happen. The reality that when I tell you that your championship is mine…., that it will be around my waist until the world has enough of hoping of hoping that this one day will come very soon.

He closes his eyes and grins, breathing heavily for a few moments before he continues to talk once more.

Senor Vinnie: I know I shouldn’t talk too much in riddles now should I??? and yet here we are, tied up in a lovefest of words and accuasations and finally hugging it out as if never actually happened. Because you see Fenris, you better hope that within now and our next confrontation for that championship belt… you better knock me out and win. Because that’s going to be the only opportunity that you will get of eve beating me and holding onto that championship belt. But that’s not something that needs to be worried about. It’s these hands that you need to be worried about as I am on a mission to feast upon your misunderstanding of what truly is going to happen to you and to that championship belt in the future. But now? Now it is only a warning sign that needs to be shot. A warning sign where I will look over my shoulder and see Jake Raab do what he has to do. And who knows, in the end when it’s all settled… I will carry that notion into our next match after this one. Until that moment comes… I will take what I can right now… and that is your unbeaten streak into the next chapter of never to trust a clown…. Just don’t start to cry when it is all over, I may just knock you down and let the world see you cry… until then boys… until then….

 The artist known as Senor Vinnie, part five

November 5th, 2018
Tortilleria Jalisco Y Restaurante

We open the shot at the Mexican Restaurant at 425 W Irvington, Tuscon AZ where we see Senor Vinnie sitting down while having a nice breakfast of a Chorizon con Heuvo (Chorizon with Egg) opposite him is his cactus friend Pete with a plate of Chorizon with Egg in front of him, but obviously isn’t eating from it. This to much of annoyance from Senor Vinnie as he starts to tap his fingers after finishing a final bite.

Senor Vinnie: Why didn’t you tell me earlier about you being allergic to eggs??

Silence

Senor Vinnie: It is a Mexican Restaurant Pete, do you really think they have a Cesar’s salad???

Silence….

Senor Vinnie: Fine!! I will look at the menu for something remotely resembling on a Cesar’s salad! Let’s see…. Hmmm what about….. the Burrito Combinacion???

He looks up at the cactus and frowns his eyebrows before nodding his head and looks back at the menu

Senor Vinnie: You are right, I forgot that you fart like crazy from the beans. Let’s see…., what about the enchilada’s??

Silence…

Senor Vinnie: I am not so sure whether they have vegetarian meatballs, but I could ask???

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Fine!! Next time I will let you read the menu firsthand before we go out to eat!!! Let’s see….., What about the Dos Tostadas??

Silence

Senor Vinnie: It doesn’t say whether there is some gorgonzola inside of it…, look I’ll order a Cesar’s salad online and have it being delivered right here. But this time it is you that pays the bill!!

Silence

Senor: What do you mean you have your wallet in your other pants? You never wear pants!!!

Silence

He rolls his eyes, clearly not amused by the comment that Cactus Pete had made towards him.

Senor Vinnie: You still have to pay me for three other dinners!! I am not going to be your sugar daddy every single time!! Besides, you are not a woman!!!

Silence

The eyes suddenly bulges out in a complete shock from Senor Vinnie as he “hears” the answer that comes from cactus Pete. He drops his fork and slowly places his hands to his head and rests against his hands.

Senor Vinnie: So uhm you are telling me that a cactus is gender neutral? So uhm, shouldn’t I change your name to something different?? Like Petra?? Or like Penelope??

Senor Vinnie is listening to the cactus talking to him that we are unable to hear, Senor Vinnie is nodding his head as Pete is giving him the answer to his question. He starts to write something down on a piece of paper and re reads what he has written as if he actually understood what Pete was saying.

Senor Vinnie: Your full name is Peter, Petronella, Maria Magdelena, Jesús, John McMillan???

He looks at the cactus and his eyes are widening even more as if he saw his cactus nodding his head.

Senor Vinnie: But explain to me why in the hell are you a Mexican cactus with an Irish surname??

The cactus “answers” his question and he starts to shake his head in disbelief.

Senor Vinnie: Why did I even bother to ask a question like this? is hould have known that I wouldn’t like the answer.

Voice: What answer Uncle  Vinnie??

Senor Vinnie looks up as he suddenly sees his nephew Pepé standing in front of him. He looks at the dinner plate that is in front of the weird cactus and starts to look at his uncle with a questionable look on his face.

Senor Vinnie: Err…, yes… well, you see. I uhm…., you know. So now that I have explained that to you can I ask you wha you are doing here???

Pepé rolls his eyes  almost to the back of his head, he could have known that his uncle had forgotten the fact that he had promised his sister that he would take Pepé to the show where he will take on Sin City Wrestling’s World Heavyweight Champion Fenris.

Pepé: You promised you would take me with you to Tuscon for the match Uncle Vinnie. But my mom had to drive me with the car since you didn’t took me with you on Sin City’s private Jet like you promised me.

Senor Vinnie gasps as he realizes that he indeed had promised this to his nephew, but had forgotten just like his nephew had told him. He lifts up his hands towards his nephew as in an apology and pouts his lips as if he is really sorry.

Senor Vinnie: Now understand Pepé, I was told by Senor Mark Ward that on the companies airplane that kids, animals and other living objects are not allowed to fly with SCW’s personnel. I had wanted to tell you this, but you know how it is Pepé, my phone got disconnected and I….,

Pepé cuts his uncle off as he points to the cactus Pete.

Pepé: Other living objects were not allowed to fly on the plane?? And what about this here???

Senor Vinnie looks at his cactus and turns his head back to his nephew and realizes that he got him there.

Senor Vinnie: Pepé, look. You have to understand that….,

Pepé: Understand what?? This is a living plant, a living object!! So tell me Uncle Vinnie, how in the hell did this plant get past customs?? Well???

Senor Vinnie looks back at his cactus in the hope that Pete would give him some help in this dilemma that his nephew had put him through. But his face tells us that there’s no response from Pete.

Senor Vinnie: Well Pepé, Pete is besides a plant as you have pointed out rather appropriately, he is also my… uhm… manager. Yes, that’s right. He is my manager, he uhm…., he books my flights and my hotels.

Pepé: What?

Senor Vinnie: Yes I know, sometimes he had booked a hotel from a different town than where we had been scheduled to appear. So yes, I admit. We have had some nights where I had slept in the back of the bus that Pete had rented.

Pepé: You are kidding me right??

Senor Vinnie looks at his cactus questionably, desperately seeking for help before turning towards his nephew.

Senor Vinnie: Well you try to rent a camper at these parts of the world, you know how expensive those are?? Especially when you consider that some of them are coming with an automatic turning satellite dishes. I would have preferred these, because they also come with a comfortable bed and a heater that is very important to my delicate skin. Sleeping in the back of a van without any electric heat, no mirror where I could look into to check if my hair looked alright. And most importantly I had to sleep in an old sleeping bag that had holes in them because the town we were in had rats infestations!! And you always think that the life of a pro wrestler is one of having a wealthy lifestyle!!

Pepé: Are you implying that it’s my fault???

Senor Vinnie suddenly becomes silent, starting to think about what his nephew just asked him a few moments ago and started to contemplate whether he should or not.

Well I never asked my sister to have the responsibility for their kids!! I mean seriously, if I had kids I would send them to boarding school at a very early age and have them learn the important things in life.

This infuriates Pepé even more, he grabs the plate that is in front of Pete the cactus and aims it at his uncle, who remains amazingly calm.

Senor Vinnie: I wouldn’t that if I were you, I have bought you this front row seats behind Belinda and Jason of the commentary team.

This surprises Pepé, as he is lowering the plate a few inches. Not sure if he can trust the words from his uncle as he knows him as someone that would tell a lie if his life depended on it.

Pepé: F…. front row seats?? How? Why? You forgot about me, how….

Senor Vinnie looks down upon his plate and starts to eat from his food before motioning his nephew to sit down next to Pete the cactus as Pepé reluctantly does so. Senor Vinnie points at the cactus as he finishes his breakfast before turning his attention back to his nephew.

Senor Vinnie: I will not lie to you, I did forget about you.

Pepé: WHAT!!

Senor Vinnie: Hold on before you blow your tight pants nephew, I wasn’t finished talking. I said I admit I had forgotten about you. But it was Pete that told me this morning that I should buy a ticket for the show just in case if you would show up.

Pepé looks in shock at the cactus, looking it up and down and wondering how in the hell this seemingly lifeless plant could possibly tell him not to forget him.

Pepé: I don’t understand…, how??

Senor Vinnie nods his head understandingly.

Senor Vinnie: I do not ask of you to truly understand my little Pepé, but it’s true. Pete here is the one reason why I am prepared in this lovely establishment and eating the finest breakfast a Mexican could ever ask for in a town like this. Secondly, he prepares me in a way that a star like me could only dream off. So yes my sweet nephew, I knew that in the end everything would be alright and I would be ready to prepare for my match without having to worry about.

Pepe: Worry about me?? Is that how you look at me??

Senor Vinnie gets annoyed by this and looks at him with an angry look on his face.

Senor Vinnie: Well what did you expect of me? Treating my brat nephew like a million bucks?? You already blackmailed me into buying that 2k game of SCW wrestling

Pepé: But…,

Senor Vinnie: Throwing stuff at me from my own house? How disrespectful are you?? And not even getting started about putting my own sister against me for your own benefit?? Oh no Pepé, you should be lucky that I have not decided to turn my back upon you and tell the waiter that I do not recognize this begging kid that is a fan of mine. So what will it be Pepé?? Will you sit down and join your favorite uncle and even better?? Your favorite wrestler and his manager for breakfast?? Or are you going to spend your last few lousy bucks on a snack from taco bell???

He grins as he sees the doubt racing on the mind of his nephew, who is clearly still mad at his uncle for not letting him fly along with him on the plane. But then the thoughts run off towards the ticket that was purchased to sit front row this coming Sunday, almost making him realize that he cannot take the risk of questioning his uncle as he slowly starts to cave in and sits down

Pepé: I will have breakfast with you

Senor Vinnie: With you what???

This makes Pepé bite on his lower lip, but decides to give in in benefit of being at ringside to view his uncle and secretly the man that is his real favorite wrestler.

Pepe: With you, my favorite uncle and…. (sighs) favorite wrestler.

With that Senor Vinnie realizes that he has gotten even with his nephew and calls for a waiter, telling him to bring his nephew something to eat as the shot slowly fades.

November 8, 2015
Guadalajara Grill
1220 E Prince Road
Tuscon, Arizona

An authentic Mexican Restaurant with a three piece Mariachi band is doing well today, like it has been doing for a quite some time. But today is a very special day for the restaurant, as self pro claimed Mariachi star and number one contender for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship Senor Vinnie is visiting the restaurant alongside his cactus Pete and his nephew Pepé. Senor Vinnie is dressed in casual jeans, a white shirt as well as wearing a golden chain around his neck. He is enjoying a Burrito, while having his eyes and ears pierced at the mariachi band. On the other side of the table we see Pepé enjoying his Taco deluxe as he looks up and sees his uncle not eating.

Pepé: You ok uncle Vinnie?? You have barely eaten from your Burrito, should I call for the waiter to bring you another one??

This causes Senor Vinnie to turn away from the music for a few moments, staring into the eyes of his nephew and sees his concern. We all know how much Mexican’s love their food and would almost take an offence if someone would not eat it. He nods his head towards his nephew and shows a sincere smile towards Pepé

Senor Vinnie: You are a good boy Pepé, I don’t know why I have been so hard on you as of late, your mother is right. Beneath that fat body of yours is a kid with a heart of gold.

Pepé starts to smile from ear to ear, finally receiving a compliment from his uncle. A man that he looks up to, even though he would be too shy to admit it.

Senor Vinnie: But it is very rude to stop me from listening to this band of Mariachi singes without having a good reason to do so.

Pepé: But…,

Senor Vinnie ignores him as he continue to talk about why he should not be interfered while listening to  some Mariachi music.

Senor Vinnie: Now I know that you are young, enthusiastic and rather annoying when you are this excited. But that’s ok, I will let his one slip through my fingers as I have an opportunity to enjoy these fine Senor’s as they are playing their hearts out, hoping that they could impress me or even better of having me come on stage and perform with them.

Pepé: Oh brother….,

Senor Vinnie wants to respond to his nephew when a Mexican waitress walks over towards Senor Vinnie as she stops.

Waitress: Senor Vinnie???

This causes enough distraction for Senor Vinnie to turn around and stare at the young girl while forgetting about his nephew Pepé

Senor Vinnie: Yes? What can I do for you??

Waitress: Senor Vinnie, our three piece band was wondering if you could perhaps join them to sing a few songs with them??

Senor Vinnie: Well…., what is your name again my pretty??

She blushes a little bit before giving the man we all have gotten to know as Senor Vinnie an answer.

Waitress: My name is Patricia Senor Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie: Well Patricia, I know that it would be a dream come true for these bums that are slightly better than those who come off the streets with worn out guitars and sing the most ugliest renditions of great songs that have meant something.

Patricia: So I guess that’s a no??

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes as he grabs a napkin and drapes it across his lap and starts to eat from the burrito as he ignores the waitress as well as anyone else on the table.

Pepé: Uncle Vinnie, this waitress is waiting for you to answer her question.

This causes Senor Vinnie to roll his eyes and turns his attention back to the waitress called Patricia.

Senor Vinnie: I’m sorry, who are you again and what is your question???

This infuriates the waitress as she is about to turn around and walk off, only to the amusement of Senor Vinnie who gives a wink towards his cactus before turning back to the waitress.

Senor Vinnie: Look Patricia, I knew who you were. I was just having a little bit of fun Senorita, tell them that I will join them after I have eaten my burrito and have talked some more with my sweet nephew Pepé

This causes the waitress to stop and turn around towards him as she hears him talk towards her. After a few moments of letting the words sink into her mind she starts to grin and nods her head before walking off. This causes Senor Vinnie to turn his attention towards the camera as if he has “heard”something once again from Pete.

Senor Vinnie: Why are you butting in with my business? I know that you are a wizz kid on the calculator. But when it comes down to the music and the senorita’s, then there’s no equal to me. Because I’m not just the mariachi of wrestling and the very best in the music industry. I also am the mariachi of amore. And when that waitress looked me into my deep blue eyes she….

Silence…

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean I have brown eyes??? Just because I am Mexican, just because I have dark eyes doesn’t automatically mea I would have dark bron eyes?? I mean seriously?? My father could have been married to someone from Germany and then voilla

Silence

Senor Vinnie: What do you mean look at Pepé???

Silence

Senor Vinnie: Yes she comes from the same mother and has the same bloodline like me. Damnit Pete, when you were smitten over Belinda did I complain?? No!! I supported you, I even did a serenade upon your behalf. But didn’t I tell you that it would be very difficult for you?? To find love with a woman???

Pepé is looking on from afar, not believing his ears what his uncle was saying to his cactus. He already thought it was really odd that his uncle was talking to a cactus, but now seeing him having a long discussion is mind blowing to him.

Pepé: Ok uncle, I need to step in right now before someone will get a cactus thrown into their faces.

Pepé does not realize that he said that a bit too loud, causing the other guests in the restaurant to look up and stare at them.

Senor Vinnie: I would have to agree with you Pete, that this was the most single handedly stupidest idea that you have ever come up with Pepé

Pepé: But…,

Senor Vinnie: I know Pete!! Once that fat kid starts to talk he just can’t stop yapping his mouth as if he was a blender. And it would have been something special if he was one of those rather expensive ones that would last longer than any other out there. But clearly he is just a cheap rip off that you usually would see on the bad streets of Tijuana.

Pepé: Are you telling me that you were setting me up??

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes as he hears the statement being made by his nephew asthis causes him to roll his eyes back into his head of disbelief.

Senor Vinnie: No Pepé, I wasn’t telling you that I am setting you up, I was telling Pete for crying out loud!! What is going on in this world as of late? It seems that I am the only one that is being normal as of late!!

Pepé scratchest he back of his head before shrugging as he has given up to reason with his uncle who is still talking to the cactus.

Senor Vinnie: Yes I know I should have bought the taco just like Pepé, maybe if he goes to the bathroom that I could change plates.

Pepé looks in amazement towards Senor Vinnie.

Pepé: You do know I can hear every words you are saying Uncle Vinnie.

Senor Vinnie doesn’t seem to realize that Pepé is sitting there as he is in a very deep discussion with his cactus plant.

Senor Vinnie: That’s a good one Pete, we should also ask that nice waitress Patricia to bring him cold cocoa instead of warm. I almost forgot that he just hates cold cocoa.

Pepé: Hellooooo I’m right here!! I can hear every word you are saying!!!

Senor Vinnie turns around and stares at a young couple with a rather young child playing in his special set for young kids.

Senor Vinnie: Can you please stop urging my nephew on to be an irritating pain in the ass?? And thankfully he is in the bathroom, or else all hell would have broken loose!!

Pepé: UNCLE!!!

Senor Vinnie stops his verbal rambling towards the young couple, who are looking on towards him with rather big eyes almost bulging out of their heads. But Senor Vinnie’s attention turns back to his cousin as he heard him scream out loud and reacts shocked.

Senor Vinnie: So uhm Pepe?? how long have you been back from your toilet break???

Pepé: I did not return from the toilet Uncle Vinnie, I was here all along!!

This causes Senor Vinnie to slap his face before holding both hands against his face, seemingly not believing the fact that he had heard every word from the prank ideas that he was having at this moment. But after a few moments he lifts his head up from the two hands and stares towards Pete his cactus.

Senor Vinnie: Why didn’t you tell me that he was still sitting there?? Now our plans to do a huge birthday party are ruined!!

Pepé: Uncle, my birthday is in May!! i….,

Senor Vinnie: Silence Pepe, you need to be quiet when adults are talking. Well technically I am the only adult out here seeing that Pete is only 2 years old. And that is in human years….. well basically Pete, you are still in the nut sack that can’t wait to have some alone time with his wife.

Silence

Senor Vinnie: How I know all of this?? well if you urn between 75 and 100 years old, then you grow your first arm. And seeing that I am not going to wait that long you will remain under my custody until you reach an adult age.

Silence…

Senor Vinnie turns his attention back to his nephew who is trying to figure out how in the hell he knows all of this about his cactus Pete.
Senor Vinnie: Pepé, do you think I am strange?? Pete just tells me that I am behaving stupid and immature. I need someone else’s opinion to back me up that all my actions are from the highest of maturity and that there’s nothing wrong with me.

Pepé: Well…., I…

Senor Vinnie turns his attention back to Pete the cactus and ignores his nephew once again.

Senor Vinnie: SEE!!?? Even Pepé the son from my over protective sister thinks that you are over reacting and that I am behaving rather normally.

Silence.

Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes and shakes his head before turning towards his food and takes another bite from it. realizing that his taco has gotten very cold and clearly not something he enjoys eating a cold taco. He pushes the taco aside and starts to mumble out of dissatisfaction.

Pepé: Uncle, you should just join that Mariachi band who is still waiting for you to perform with them. In the mean time I will ask that lovely waitress if they could serve you a new and warm boiled cactus soup and some warm bread to dip it into.

Senor Vinnie: You are right, I should just join that Mariachi band and make their lives unforgettable.

He walks off as that leaves Pepé along with Cactus Pete, Pepé turns his attention towards the cactus and starts to whisper towards him.

Pepé: I feel so stupid in doing this, but here goes. Can you give me a signal somehow if you agree with me that my uncle Vinnie needs psychiatric help.

Pepé is staring at the cactus when he suddenly sees the cactus drop forward on the table due to some bumping into the table by one of the waiters who weren’t paying attention. This gives Pepé the idea that his request for a sign has heard by the cactus and his request has been answered. The camera’s move away from the table as it now closes in on Senor Vinnie as he has reached the Mariachi band as they all want to be taking a picture with him.

Senor Vinnie: Of all Un Godly like things that a human being could do is taking pictures with his fans. But I will accept gladly for this one time only as you are fans and if you stick a hundred dollar bill in my back pocket I will even wear a sombrero.

The three look at each other before the smallest of the three hands him a hundred dollar bill as that makes the mariachi of wrestling very happy.

Senor Vinnie: Another group of people persuaded to do my evil bidding, with interest of course as everything seems to move around the currency that is inside your wallet or in your bank account. Something that you will have to realize rather quickly Fenris, before I will drop the boom upon you and leave you sprawled out across the canvas. What a way to go huh?? What a way to go….

With that the shot fades as we go to a commercial break.

Senor Vinnie can be seen sitting in his hotel room, he is wearing a white shirt that clinches nicely around his body and some white pants that are complimented by some nice black socks. He is typing on a laptop only to stop after a while and takes a sip from his café latte macchiato that is next to him.

Senor Vinnie: Ahh that hit the spot

He reads the words that he had typed down upon the screen and smiles before turning his attention towards the camera crew that are taping him. Hoping for an response from the number one contender for the World Title this Sunday.

Senor Vinnie: Oh welcome to my humble hotel room, I know that it isn’t much compared of what you have grown accustomed to back in Tijuana, Mexico. But at least it will do for now until I get out of this shithole called Tuscon, Arizona.

He closes the laptop before taking a final sip from his latte, lifting his pinky in the air of the hand that is holding on to the glass. Sipping in a fashion that it’s safe to say that he is rudely slurping. He finally finishes drinking from the cup and places it back on the table in front of him as his pinky is still lifted in the air.

Senor Vinnie: Back in Tijuana, I would have drank the finest coffee,  created from the finest coffee beans known to mankind. But seeing that there’s a lack of sophistication and high standards in this city of Arizona, I merely have to do with mediocrity. But I have promised Senor Chris and Senor Mark that I would not complain about the low standards some states uphold in this country. I mean it wouldn’t be much of an opportunity for Sin City Wrestling to have a great welcoming back to this town as possible event holder in the future if I told the truth now would it?? So instead of telling the world that your coffee is shitty, I would rather resort to merely the opinion that there’s at least a basis for improvement.

He follows it up with a big thumbs up and a made smile before dropping the hand and leans against his chair and stares at the empty café latte macchiato glass in front of him

Senor Vinnie: Off camera though, I would have appreciated it at least they would have given me a finer glass than this, I mean seriously?? At least try to impress me with some fake crystal or something that would make me believe it is real, that is of course if you don’t put the obvious made in Taiwan at the bottom of the glass. .

He lifts up the glass and looks at the bottom of it, just to be sure that they didn’t at least trick him with fake glass. But after carefully observing the bottom part of the glass he sighs of relief that he has found out that it is indeed glass.
Senor Vinnie: But we aren’t here to hear me giving a critique on the notion of whether this is a real glass or not, we are here to have me observe the comments that my opponent has made towards me and many other things. And to be quite honest, this was a promo that I had decided to give my full attention to. I mean seriously, unlike the first few rounds of my opponents that I had been across the ring with…, this one had…. Well…. Substance… It had depth also and I have to believe that he actually means every word that he has said. And I have grown to become a believer that this man is actually this damn good. And yet I could have sensed that this man is bitter, that this man is actually disappointed and downright a grumpy cat.

I mean seriously, this man has the God awful notion that there is nobody else out there that is better than him. Now granted that championship belt DOES give you the claim of boasting yourself to be the very best. And yet I have to say, for a world champion?? You are acting like a kid that just gotten to the age where it’s legal to drink alcohol and takes full advantage of it. Now I know that with your heritage and coming from a small country where sub zero is like summer for you guys?? A man that has Viking heritage that increases his thirst for overcoming everything that stands in it’s way and take down everyone by brute force?? Well if that’s the case, then I can understand the complete and utter bullshit of whatever it was that you tried to point out at me. But like a Senor that I am…, that’s Spanish for Sir if you need to know… I will give you the benefit of the doubt and prove me wrong in your second ramble show that is called the Fenris hot air balloon show. Now don’t worry, when you hear it just enough you will learn to appreciate what I am trying to do for you.

He chuckles as he crosses a leg over the other and has both hands on his midsection while relaxing in front of the camera. He takes a few deep breaths before looking at his watch as if to wait for the right moment to continue.

Senor Vinnie: Now I know that it is sometimes get the right impression of someone, you see the outer shell, you see the shenanigans that I pull off on a regular basis and before you know it…, you have a judgmental opinion about me. And I have learned at a very young age that when you have an opinion about someone, that it’s almost impossible to have someone change that about you. But seeing I in a good spirited mood, I will give it a go shall we???

He sits right up and reopens his laptop, he types a few things on google search and then turns his laptop around so that everyone can look on with him.

Senor Vinnie: Now seeing that I am a very busy man and cannot tag every single nitty gritty point that you attempted to make… I have decided to just tackle those who are seemingly the most important. Or at least that’s what I attempted to gather from you. But perhaps the subtitles of your Icelandic tongue was confused with watching the latest episode of Heidi in Tirol. That’s close enough where you live right??? Well if I’m wrong then I’m sorry, it’s not like you have never been wrong now have you??

But back to the whole attempted and rather silly promo that you put out, you have a mental problem that you just don’t know how to appreciate people, you don’t know how to accept that there are others that are just as good as you but in different things. Things that your thick, yet empty skull have problems of accepting others that aren’t like you. Ergo you need to trash it down as non-acceptable or non-existing. If I were you, I would open up to the needs and desires of others, or else you will end up as an old and balding drunk Viking.

You are clearly 1)  a musical critique, 2) you are clearly very uptight when it comes down to people to admire the beauty of another person, 3) you are clearly clueless if people have a good relationship besides that what you have been taught by Both Gabriel and Despayre. 4) You criticize y relationship with my cactus Pete, yet what’s so different than to a boy with a toy bear?? Well I will tell you exact everything that you need to know before I go to the most important thing that you have failed to understand.

He decides to restrain himself, noticing that his vain in his neck was pumping and his face was slightly turning red due to feeling being disrespected. He starts to do some breathing exercises to calm down a bit and then turns his attention back to the camera.

Senor Vinnie: I am glad that Pete taught me the essence of breathing is very important, to remain calm and keep your mind focused at the task at hand. And the task at hand beforehand is first to educate you my friend. I mean seriously, if I had a nickel for every superstar that has tried to ridicule my passion for the Mariachi music, well then I would have had a second mansion next to the one I already have. You see little blonde popsicle, filled with your head with sports. You need to get out more, you need to see the world more. You need to understand different cultures before even daring to open your mouth and clue in how one sided your intellect is. But that’s okay, I know that there are men like you that just don’t.

Mariachi is a way of life, it’s what is inside the soul of every Mexican when they hear those guitars,k feel the trumpets and the lyrics of love, passion, desire and pride. It’s something that is buried deeper into the souls of every Mexican then those who they watch on the television screen as they box or play ball. And bullfighters Senor?? Don’t make me laugh, they are just pansies those El Matadores. Showing bravery by upholding a straight face, while they are crying for their madres every time that the bull turns around and charges at them, but I guess being a Viking is what makes you condone the acts of animalistic brutality. Oh yes, I am one of those who resent them and any other person that condones it. I guess another reason why I want to take away that championship belt of yours.

Again his breathing lessons are being used by Senor Vinnie to cool down from the rage that is building inside of him as he thinks of the animal cruelty towards those bulls.

And then we have the situation of you questioning my social contacts with Senora Amanda Cortez, first of all Senor, I do not hide my fascination to a gorgeous woman like Senora Amanda. The fact that she and I know each other well for over a year and unlike you….., I know that in your mind I am desperate, but please my friend. Who are you to judge if you do not even know the fact that she is Bi sexual with a preference to women instead of being gay?? Secondly, my relationship with the Cortez household has been close since the first time I came in contact with them in a different federation. And thirdly, I never wanted to be a spokesperson of morals of what I can and cannot do on social media. So if you want to condemn me for what I do on Twitter?? Be my guest, but if we do so then please next time you want to have some fun with another competitor…. Make sure that you are not on camera to be exploited to be sold for probably a large sum of money. So who draws shame with his actions and who needs to be ashamed to judge another human being for being himself… I hope you will come up with something better next time Viking boy. Because the way I am seeing this…, you are as clueless as you look stupid.

He gives a wink to the camera before giving a kiss as well.

Senor Vinnie: Now that we have dropped the whole who does what to whom and why, we will continue on more important things….  Open up for others before the moment comes that they all gang up on you and forcing you to make decisions that you would not even dare to do on your own. I guess having a brother with you to be your conscience. I guess that has served you well as Vikings never were known to be the brain surgeons of the seas and oceans that they once conquered. But I know that upholding a legacy that has been dead longer than you can count to a million is memorable, yet foolish. Something that does work for simpler minded fools unlike me… but I guess opinions differ isn’t it?? But I guess that’s what you have been told by your mentors as well as what you may have seen from the Blast from the Past tournament that you have won isn’t it? Oh yes Fenris, I have been educated well enough to know who you are, what makes you tick and clearly how to use a brain to good use unlike some Icelandic fool I have yet to meet.

And then there’s the issue of me being a freak of nature, really Fenris? Is that what you see me?? Is everything that you do not understand a freak?? Or are you merely educated in mythological creatures of the seas and land and air?? I understand that a boy having a teddy bear is cute, innocent and quite understandable huh? It’s how they learn to value a friendship above everything else, it’s how they learn to trust others when they step foot into the big world that is filled with dangers and lies and deceit. A world where you refuse to accept the well willing friendships that people wish to share with you… except of those who you ultimately let in your life for the benefit of your career. Like uhm isn’t that something considered being an selfish, self-centered and egotistic?? Why is that Fenris?? Were you never allowed to play with your favorite toy doll called Vicky the Viking?? And yet you judge me…, you see Fenris. I don’t care what you think of me, it’s rather amusing to be honest. It’s how your simplistic side suddenly emerges from out of nowhere, a side that you always attempt to hide from us, hiding as the brave and strong and stoic nature that creates the seemingly unbeatable nature that is Fenris…. The mighty undefeated champion with many nicknames… only to hide his insecurity.

He chuckles before getting up from where he was seated and grabs the glass that he drank from and holds it in front of his face.

Senor Vinnie: I could do the same trick of being a man that likes to warn people with the tales of how dangerous I can be, how I have defeated all these names and will do the same to the next. And yet I just tell it like it is my dear amigo, I tell the world exactly what happened and how I see my opposition…

I can already hear your thoughts rambling, telling me but more importantly yourself that you do the same. That you tell the world like it is and do it even better than yours truly and yet?? Yet I do not hear the same Fenris that I have watched from before. Too focused upon countering the oh so familiar fairy tale dream that is staring you in the eyes. The tale of the unknown rookie, coming out of the shadows and emerge upon a victor from out of nowhere… isn’t that how you almost described your comparison to me?? And yet right before the realization sinks in, you have to tell the world that this Rookie won’t beat the established nane. That this Rookie does not have what it takes to equal nd even surpass the feat that YOU have made your name with. Oh yes, I respect you Fenris, I may not like you… but who is to say that we all just have to be friends right?? But it’s okay that you will never admit that it worries you, that you are asking yourself whether I am capable of repeating the same feat that YOU did unbeaten champ.

You see Champ, I like to throw around names as well, but not as a trophy case that needs to be shined up every five seconds. Oh no, I put out names because it is relevant. Just like your title is relevant now, like it was to the man that held it for over a year?? And what happened to the relevance of J2H?? Well scholar of the sports ring as well as from the world of MMA?? The man that had three championship reigns behind his name in several divisions. Congratulations, it is clearly a feat that you have worked for very hard to accomplish… but again you only mention it to make things even more relevant, even more pressurized and even more impossible to overcome.

Senor Vinnie stops talking for a few moments, breathing heavily as his eyes are focused upon the glass some more.

Senor Vinnie: I could tell the world that I could break this glass into million pieces, to show how strong my hands are. But what good use will it bring me?? It will only bring an painful injury this close to our confrontation. And I know that you do not wish to face an opponent that isn’t a full hundred percent do you?? It’s as meaningless as telling the world that you have won so many battles, gained recognition with championship belts and stared down upon the ones that you have beaten. You see Fenris, you are no longer over there… you are in Sin City Wrestling… THAT’S what truly matters isn’t it?? So to talk about your past accomplishments in different organizations shouldn’t be on the focus point EVERY single time that you open your mouth and face an opponent. Sure, it looks cool to do it, to show it upon your bio. Yet move on, I can tell the world who I am elsewhere Fenris, but out of respect for this organization I had not done so until this very moment.

The shot suddenly turns as we see a championship belt hanging against the wall and Senor Vinnie rolls his eyes and tells the camera crew to move back towards him as it reluctantly does.

Senor Vinnie: Like my bio mentioned, something I am to this very moment curious why you haven’t decided to pick upon. Is it because you couldn’t find the organization? Is it because you facing an undefeated Sin City Wrestling rookie that is a world champ as well makes you question your position? Or is it perhaps the fact that you just don’t know what to do right now??

Of course you do, it’s only natural to perhaps leave the best for last?? Just like I had decided not to mention Ty West last week. Because I wanted the world to know how I have put him higher above every other man I have faced or has competed in the Gold Rush Tournament. Not like some idiots that don’t even deserve the same oxygen that I breath in every single time!! No Fenris, I am just like you. An unbeaten champion, unbeaten in two federations. Unbeaten in over a year over there and you know how I won that championship belt dear Fenris?? By entering an elimination match number one and outlasted everyone that came in to try to take it away from me. Wrestlers like Equinox, wrestlers like Raab. Wrestlers that have competed even here in this company and I outlasted them all…. Tell me my friend, does it worry you that you are not the only one that lives a fairy tale dream life?? Because quite honestly?? You want it from a sports athlete perspective, but when it comes down to the man that truly is Fenris…, you just want to hide away, you just want to hide in the shadows and drink some more alcohol in the hope that everyone will forget about you. And yet, it isn’t that easy isn’t it??

He grins, his eyes are moving away from the glass and stares back at the camera as he places the glass back on the table without taking his eyes off the camera.

Senor Vinnie: And then you saw me, plowing through the ranks of those men that you have faced before and did something different every single time that I had qualified for the next round. Cheering on for Senor Ty, out of a sentimental standpoint as well as the fact that he pushes you to the limits and that’s what you want isn’t it?? Being pushed, to see if you can reach the next level of that what many consider to be impossible.

Because Senor Ty is a true champion at heart, because he is someone that could question himself when things are tough… but always knows a way to rebound and become a better man. You think you motivate this man by telling the world that he is a future champion?? Only to follow it up with telling the same world, but more importantly that same man that it will not happen right now?? Not on your watch?? Tell me Fenris, does that sum it all up??? Or am I misreading your true intentions and ideals that you wish to show the world how much of a kind Samaritan you truly are?? Don’t make me laugh

Because believe of becoming the very best must come from within, not having some long haired Viking turning the corner every time he has some doubt in HIMSELF whether he can do it or not. And whether he can do it on his own instead of having the Viking version of his conscience telling him that he will be champion one day. You are not an angel that will guide him on the right path to justice that he deserves. Oh no, you are a devil that drags his soul down to the pits of hell….. well figuratively of course.. I do not wish to break up something special that you have been trying to create through your doubts of course.

But when it comes down to Senor Ty West, I changed my game from talking smack upon those who deserved it…., and turned it into a serious shoot build upon FACTS!! You see El Campione, unlike YOU!! I don’t have to jump through fire to persuade him to stay on and not retire. I don’t have to talk about how great he one day is going to be. And you know why?? Because just like you are telling every single opportunity that you are getting that you respect him… I do…,. Unlike you I don’t need to see a future where he will be wearing that belt that is going to be decided between us this Sunday on who will walk away with it. Because I have confidence that he can, it’s all up to HIM to alter that potential into reality and walk away champion. It’s why I talked serious instead of doing a musical show for Caleb, or whether I had to downgrade the supposedly greatness of Joshua Acquin to put him into place and where he belongs!! And then we have the giant of a man, the freight train of pain??

The only pain I had suffered was to sit through ten thousand times through that promo in the hopes of ever finding something relevant that would make me alter my perception that HE should just stay away forever instead of Ty West. And when I thought I would finally hit an upgrade in the finals of the tournament that I WON by the way… I thought that I would have had the opportunity to be graced by the great one himself. Was I mistaken, was I saddened with the fact that the GREAT ONE was nothing more than a loud mouthed punk ass bitch that is dangerous in the ring, that is dangerous inside the structures of MMA. That knows how to hurt you, that knows how to make someone submit in a painful way. Yadda yadda yadda. I would have had more luck reliving the Halloween episode with the entire Scooby Gang in the hopes of finding the evil ghost that houses inside your head then having a normal one on one conversation with the Icelandic Freak of nature.

He stops talking, but his mouth silently repeats the words freak of nature once more, referring how Fenris called him last week in his promo that clearly has gotten to him.

Senor Vinnie: Nature evolves Fenris, it takes a gamble ever few centuries in the hopes of improving that what would not last an eternity in it’s grace. Just like human beings, evolving from the monkeys if you are side one, or merely being born from Adam and Eve. Where a rib played a pivotal role in where eventually man and woman never got along. If you don’t believe me, ask Al Bundy. But of course that would drop down to the category of non-mythological creatures that never existed in the historical artifact called bullshit from Iceland. Am I right or am I right?? And no, don’t answer that question. Because I already know your presumptuous answer that you will give me and I don’t need another 10.000 syllable answer in your native tongue to explain why it’s wrong.

But instead of just cruising down on the why and the how, it should be on the where and the now. November 11th, 2018. Tuscon, Arizona…. High Stakes 8, can you believe it Fenris? Just imagine, an arena filled with die hard SCW fans, an arena filled with people that believe the hype. An arena filled with the believers that MMA is superior than to the wrestlers that have been lined up before your eyes and have been dragged away in shame. The night where you realize that unlike everyone else out there that has faced you, that wanted to test their ability with your superior skill…. They will fail one thing in comparison to me….

He breathes heavily through his nose as he shakes his head from left to right, but his eyes remain focused upon the camera at all time.

Senor Vinnie: Their backs were never against the wall like mine is Fenris and you may ask yourself what the hell I am talking about. But I would be surprised if you were to be this naïve to think such a way like everyone else that had no brain. My back is against the wall because I MUST follow up that one thing that you had gone through as well earlier this year. Being the unknown kid, being the kid that was under the radar for most of the time until the cloaking devices had no more power to protect you from the watchful eye of Big Brother that is Sin City Wrestling. Already the rumblings were starting to grow, would he be the second rookie in succession to repeat the success of one Fenris??

And yet that cannot happen in a million years, as one rookie is the norm but two?? And to think that I have done so in lesser matches to get to this point so quickly is mind boggling. Oh it was luck to enter a tournament where many believed I had no right to even compete in it… let alone win it… And you can admit to the world that you were one of the many that thought the same way. Only because you wanted it to be face a man that you respected, a man that took you to the limits… or was it merely the fact that you knew that his feelings for you would get in the way?? And before you start to foam from the mouth and jibber the unlikely events that it isn’t the reality then please let me apologize to the world that no longer we have a champion that has got morals or any sense in his entire body.

This is a man that only cares about WINNING, that only cares about HIMSELF, that only cares about being the next Gabriel, the next J2H or the next Kris Ryans… and yet wanting to surpass that by ten folds. Because he is an uncertain little kid that does not want to come face to face with his own reality… that he isn’t the only one that surpasses the elements of his own world where he grew to be a HIT and wanted to do it all over again in another profession. That he isn’t the ONLY one that knows what it is to be undefeated for a long time and hold a championship belt. That he isn’t the only one that has the drive and the determination to do whatever HE has to do to come on top. The problem for you Fenris, is that you are seeking for an identity that all the others had before you. An identity that is different than yours… because they had charisma, they had desire and they had the mindset to be a champion. While YOU??

He feels the intensity grow inside of him, sensing that he wants to rip the head off of the champion, but knowing that he has to wait a few more days to finally do so.

Senor Vinnie: While you try to ACT like a champion, oh I know that these words will sting after they come in contact with your listening ears. But it’s the truth and truth hurts doesn’t it?? So to answer your question that you had structural problems with answering because you are clueless who the fuck I am. I amt he man that KNOWs that he can beat you, the man that KNOWS that he will beat you. And you know why??

Because I am not the man that knows how to fly, I am not the man that is as big as Casey Williams, I am not the man that is as strong or scientific in the areas what would make me an expert of something that you can counter. I am the question mark to your career, I am the cloud that hovers high above your head and I am the man that will beat you. Once I have you in the Rings of Mariachi… I will sing a lullaby into your ears while you are struggling to break free. I am the man that will make you wish you were facing Ty West and not me…., I am going to be the man that after this coming weekend will be a double champion. Leaving you empty handed and full of questions of what is next.

He stares into the camera with a sly and confident smile upon his face, lifting his fingers up as he shows the one, two, three sign that would signal the three count may happen in this match and make Senor Vinnie the newly crowned champion.

Senor Vinnie: I see you at High Stakes champ…., but after the smoke has cleared and the dust has settled…. I will be your newly crowned SCW World Heavyweight Campion…. Deal with it Senor…, deal with it.

With that the shot fades as Senor Vinnie makes hand gestures of the championship belt to be worn around his waist after the High Stakes 8 show is over.