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[/url]The camera cuts to a shot of Jordan Williams, Rob Anderson and a German lady friend that Rob brought along for the trip. They are sitting on the ground as the woman packed a picnic lunch for the three of them. Jordan is drinking some Schneider Weisse beer and eating a Liverwurst sandwich and a bowl of Sauerkraut. The lady is feeding Rob his sandwich.
Jordan takes a bite of his sandwich and says: “Jesus Rob, you can’t feed yourself?”
Rob: “Why, when she is willing? I gotta take advantage of her.”
Jordan almost chokes on his sandwich as he looks at the lady for a reaction but she has a smile on her face as he switches back and forth of feeding Rob and herself.
Rob smirks and says: “Don’t worry, she can’t understand me.”
Jordan shakes his head and says: “You’re crazy man.”
Jordan takes a sip of his beer and gazes at the beautiful view he has of the Alps.
Rob: “So man, you talk to Vanessa?”
Jordan rolls his eyes and says: “Yeah, I did. You’re no longer welcomed at our house.”
Rob laughs and says: “Why?”
Jordan: “I told her you pressured me into it.”
Rob: “You asshole! That’s okay brother, I’ll take the heat. I’ll call her to apolo…”
Jordan cuts Rob off and says: “Oh no you’re not! Shit, I haven’t spoke to her since then. She’ll cuss you out man. She’s got that Italian in her man. When she gets going…god damn its hard to stop. Trust me. I haven’t felt her wrath in a long time. I swear to God man, this shit ain’t never happening again. I love her too much. I love my kids too much to fuck up a happy home.”
Rob nods in agreement and says: “I’m sorry man. I just want us to have a good time like we use to. Girls, booze, some weed…”
Jordan: “Yeah Rob, but I’m not in my twenties anymore. I have a family. You’re single and God bless you, but I can’t do shit like that anymore. Real talk. She already told me not to hang out with you anymore.”
Rob: “Dude, it was a mistake. I won’t put you in that position again.”
Jordan: “I know, we‘re like brothers, but I’m not loosing my family over you.”
The lady goes to feed Rob but he waves her off. Rob takes a sip of beer and takes in what Jordan said.
Jordan: “Look, maybe that’s what you need man. A family to set you straight.”
Rob: “Maybe…I just don’t want to be tied down and answer to anybody, you know?”
Jordan: “I was the same way. You know that. If I can get married, anyone can. Getting married and then having the twins forced me out of a lot of bad habits. It forced me to get serious about life. Before that, life was one big party. But it feels good knowing you have people who love and care for you unconditionally. I only fear one thing and that’s not having my family love me anymore and I almost fucked that up.”
Rob thinks about what Jordan says for a minute and then says: “Family life has really changed you. I never knew you to feel bad about banging some chick.”
Jordan: “I know, I’m older, more wiser. That kinda shit bothers me now, you know? I don’t know, it weird.”
Rob smirks and says: “I know!”
Jordan: “Shit, that hike was a bitch, wasn’t it?”
Rob smiles and says: “Yeah, after I we eat, I think I’m going to take a nap.”
Jordan: “ I hear that man.”
Jordan continues to drink his beer as the camera fades.
Bo Dreamwolf, I have to admit another one who I respect a lot. You’re the current Roulette Champion. Kind of a square peg in a round hole? Or whatever that saying is. Friend of a friend. I have to say, it’s been a while since I spoke to Austin. You know, two guys who live in the same area don’t speak much. At one point we ran in the same pack-TSSA. Twisted Steel & Sex Appeal was the group that I used as a springboard to superstardom. I mean, I was a middling wrestler with moderate success and then when I hooked up with TSSA, I skyrocketed in this business. Angel and Austin taught me very well. Its funny Bo, we kinda walked the same path. I too was mentored by Austin and the fellas and it was the best thing that coulda happened to me. Just being around true professionals, learning how to work, train and go about my business was an invaluable to me. I’m glad you hooked up with Austin and as it looks, he’s taught you some great thing. You guys have the same style, I notice you even use the German Suplex. To me, no man has ever used that move like Austin and it looks as if you have that move down pact just like he did. I know one day, you’ll reach the level Austin did. He was a fantastic worker. One of the top technicians EVER in the business. Alongside Battlin’ Ben, I never seen two guys who can systematically destroy an opponent like them. Some say I’ll have an advantage over you just because we both trained with Austin, those people are wise, because I know what he taught you. I’ll be one step ahead of you. I’ll be ready for anything in your arsenal you may try to pull out. But, much respect to you…
The camera fades into a shot of Jordan pulling up to the Wellblechpalast in Berlin, Germany in a 2012 Audi TTS Roadster. As Jordan puts the car in park, his cell phone starts ringing. Jordan reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone.
Jordan answers and says: “Hey Vanessa!”
Vanessa: “Hi Jordan. What are you doing?”
Jordan: “Just pulled up to the arena. What’s up?”
Vanessa: “You know I’ve been ignoring you, but when did you say you were coming home?”
Jordan: “As soon as this show is over, I’ll be on a flight back. Hopefully no delays.”
Vanessa: “Okay great.”
Jordan: “I fly back here at the end of the week though and then I go on that tour in Japan for a couple of weeks.”
Vanessa lets out a big sigh into the phone.
Jordan: “Sorry babe, but that’s how I’m booked.”
Vanessa: “We’re trying to move and you’re half a world away. When are you going to stop this stuff?”
Jordan goes silent for a minute and then says: “I dunno babe.”
Vanessa: “I’m tired of you being gone and so are the kids. You promised me this was going to be part time-if that, but you’re wrestling for two promotions.”
Jordan rubs his forehead with his free hand and then says: “I know, I just got caught up, I guess. You know it’s hard for me to say no…”
Vanessa says in a disgusted tone: “Isn’t that the truth. You couldn’t tell no to that little whore.”
Jordan: “I know babe, I told you I’m very, very sorry.”
Vanessa: “Jordan, I love you, but I’ve put up with too much from you. I’m a strong woman…”
Jordan cuts Vanessa off and says: “I know babe. I’m a fuckin idiot. You’re my crutch babe. If I didn’t have you, I don’t know what I’d do.”
Vanessa gets choked up and then says: “We’re leaving to stay with my parents for a little bit. So, when you get home, we won’t be there.”
Jordan gets quiet as he fights back tears as he says: “Uh…for how long?”
Vanessa: “I don’t know, we’ll see.”
Jordan: “We’re not getting a divorce, are we?”
Vanessa: “No, but I need to be away for little bit-for sanity sake.”
Jordan starts streaming tears as he says: “Uhhh…umm…okay. I love you so much Vanessa. This is never happening again.”
Vanessa: “I hope not. Well, I have to go. I’ll let you know when we get there.”
Jordan: “Okay…I love you guys.”
Vanessa: “Trying acting like it.”
Jordan: “I know. Be safe.”
Vanessa: “Bye.”
Jordan: “Bye.”
Jordan drops his phone in his lap as he buries his head into his hands. The camera fades out as Jordan raises his head up and wipes the tears from his eyes.
The camera fades in to a shot backstage where Jordan Williams is standing next to Pussy Willow for an interview. Jordan has on his ring gear and has his SCW Tag Team Championship on his shoulder.
Pussy begins: “Jordan, tonight yourself and Casey Williams team up against SCW Roulette Champion Bo Dreamwolf and SCW Heavyweight Champion Nick Jones in a match that pits all the male champions in SCW in one match. Your thoughts on this match?”
Jordan is his loud and boisterous tone: “What do I think!? I think this is one of the biggest matches ever in the history of Climax Control! We have the Tag Champs versus the two singles champs. Monumental stuff! First let me start with you Bo Dreamwolf. You are the holder of the Roulette Championship. To me, you seem like a reluctant champion. Those matches aren’t exactly your strong suits. But I respect the fact that you keep winning those gimmick matches as you are a fine technical wrestler. Tonight, I hope to see you at your best. This will contested under regular rules. No tricks, no bullshit. Straight wrestling match. I’m looking forward to wrestling a prospect from your trainer; a man I know very well in Austin Parker. We go way back. When we’re in the ring, exchanging holds and counters--it’ll be a wrestling purists dream! They’ll blow a load in their pants when we’re in that ring putting on a clinic! However, remember this one thing Bo…while you’re a great technician…I’m better. What Austin didn’t teach, I’ll school you on inside that ring tonight. You’re entering my classroom…you just sit there and learn. I’m at my best going hold for hold, so Bo, you better bring your ‘A’ game tonight. Be at your very best and hope I make a mistake, because-all things being equal…I’m just better than you.”
Jordan pauses as he gets a smirk on his face. Jordan adjusts his belt on his shoulder.
Jordan continues: “Nick-fucking-Jones. Nice to meet you. SCW’s resident dick head. I love it bro. You walk around here like your shit don’t stink. We’ve run through the competition. I’ll give you credit: you’re quite the talent. Tonight you face someone who is more your speed--me! That’s right. I’m the measuring stick around here Jones. You’re lucky I’m not in that tournament, because I’d be beating you for that title at London Brawling. However, Tonight will do for now. I’ll use this as a gauge to see how good you truly are. I know you’re a hell of a wrestler, but come on…you haven’t faced no one like me. Even though this is a tag team match, you’ll see that I’m still better than you. It’ll shake your confidence to know you ain’t the best in SCW. That there is someone better than you and that person is me Jones. I’m looking forward to our showdown. You remind me of a young me, kid. You say “Not cocky…just the best.” Not tonight…you’re just second best. Why? Because I’M TOO GOOD FOR YA!”
The camera fades as Jordan flashes a grin at the camera.
