The scene opens outside a terraced house in the Bordesley district of Birmingham, on the afternoon of Tuesday 22nd September. Stood by the front door of the house - which is the house that he grew up in, and where his parents still live - is Simon Jones, who is wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a black jacket.
Simon reaches into the pocket of his jeans, pulls out a set of keys, and opens the door; Simon steps inside the house, and as he does so, he puts his keys back into the pocket of his jeans, before shutting the door behind him. The camera then follows Simon, as he walks from the hallway of the house, into the living room, where, sat on a sofa, is a man with short grey hair, who looks to be in his sixties - this is Simon's father, Lenny Jones; he is wearing a pair of pale brown trousers, and a royal blue polo shirt.
Lenny turns his attention away from the television, to greet Simon.
Lenny: 'Afternoon, son.'
Simon: 'Alright, Dad?'
Lenny: 'I'm fine, thanks. How are you - ready for this evening?'
Simon: 'Oh yes; we've been waiting for this night for four and a half years - hopefully the team won't let us down.'
Simon takes his jacket off, revealing that he is wearing a grey sweater underneath; he drapes his jacket over the back of an adjacent armchair, before then sitting down on the same chair.
Lenny: 'You've got a match of your own coming up on Sunday, haven't you?'
Simon: 'That's right - it'll be my first match for three weeks; you remember the show that you and Mum came to Cardiff to see, back in February, don't you?'
Lenny nods his head.
Simon: 'Well, the guy who will be my opponent on Sunday, was one of my opponents in the match I was involved in on that show in Cardiff.'
Lenny: 'You mean the bloke that struck you with a kick, after the match was over?'
Now Simon nods his head.
Simon: 'Yeah, that's him - Steve Ramone.'
Lenny: 'So you have the chance to get revenge, then.'
Simon: 'I'm not thinking about getting "revenge," Dad - I just want to get the win; having lost my last two matches, the most important thing for me is just to win this one - not to seek retribution for something that happened seven months ago.'
Lenny: 'Well, you beat him and his partner last time - I'm sure you can beat him again.'
Simon: 'Yeah, hopefully.'
Simon gazes around the room, before looking back to his father.
Simon: 'So, you said there was something that you needed to tell me - something that you would prefer to tell me in person, rather than over the phone.'
Lenny picks up a remote control, and switches off the television; after putting down the remote, he then turns towards Simon.
Lenny: 'Your Mum went to see the doctor a couple of weeks ago, because she had been feeling tired and lethargic for a number of days - it turned out the reason for that, was that she was anaemic. The doctor gave your Mum iron supplements to take, but she also had to go to the hospital to have a blood transfusion, as she had two pints of blood less than she should have had.'
Lenny takes a deep breath, before continuing.
Lenny: 'While your Mum was at the hospital, they did some more tests, as they thought that there might be more to it than her just being anaemic - she has also lost weight recently. The results of the tests came back last Friday.'
Simon shakes his head, fearing the worst.
Simon: 'I don't like where this is going.'
Maintaining a calm tone of voice, Lenny delivers the news that his son was dreading.
Lenny: 'Simon, your Mum has got bowel cancer.'
Simon continues to shake his head, not wanting to believe what he is hearing.
Lenny: 'She's got to go for more tests on Monday, to see if her heart and lungs are strong enough for her to be able to have surgery.'
There is a moment of silence, as Simon soaks in the news, and struggles for something to say; when he does speak again, his voice cracks with emotion.
Simon: 'Where's Mum now?'
Lenny: 'She's just gone to the shop - she'll be back soon.'
Simon: 'Is she still going to the match tonight?'
Lenny responds to his son's question in a more cheerful tone, trying to ease the mood.
Lenny: 'Of course she is! There's no way she's going to miss the derby.'
Simon just about manages a smile in response.
Simon: 'I think I could do with a drink.'
Lenny: 'Do you want a cup of tea?'
Simon: 'I had something stronger in mind.'
Lenny: 'There's a can of Stella in the fridge, if you want that.'
Simon: 'That'll do nicely.'
Simon gets up from his chair, and the camera follows him, as he makes his way from the living room, towards the kitchen. Once he is in the kitchen, Simon walks over to the refrigerator, from which he retrieves a distinctive white can of Stella Artois; Simon opens the can, and takes a long drink of lager. Having quenched his thirst, he then utters a single word.
Simon: 'Fuck.'
As Simon stands in his parents' kitchen, mulling over the news about his mother, the scene fades to black.
The scene opens inside the newly opened atrium of Birmingham New Street railway station, on the morning of Wednesday 23rd September. Stood on the upper of the two floors of the atrium, overlooking the main concourse, is Simon Jones.
Simon - who is wearing the same dark blue jeans and black jacket that he was wearing the day before - is stood with his back to the camera; he soon turns around to face the camera, and begins to speak.
Simon: 'Fourteen years ago, I stood outside the entrance of this station, while I discussed an upcoming match I was about to compete in. A lot has changed in the intervening years - and not just the appearance of this station: back then, I was a rookie, barely a month into my career as a professional wrestler, and I could seemingly do no wrong in the ring - now, I'm well into the veteran stage of my career, and I'm heading into my next match on the back on a pair of disappointing defeats; this Sunday, against Steve Ramone, I aim to reverse my recent fortunes, and rediscover that winning habit.'
Simon turns away from the camera, to look out across the atrium again.
Simon: 'Nowadays, I don't spend much time here in my hometown; I only come here to see my parents, and to watch my beloved Birmingham City play - and I don't get to do that now as much as I would like to. During my time here this week, I received some news that rocked me. What that news did though, was help me to put into perspective the recent struggles that I have endured in the six-sided ring. So despite the losses that I have suffered in my last two matches in SCW, I have found reasons to be positive, as I now look ahead to my next match, and what will hopefully be a victory for me against Steve Ramone.'
Simon turns around again, and takes a step towards the camera.
Simon: 'Steve Ramone and I have of course been opponents twice before: once in a one-on-one match in ACW, and more recently, in a mixed tag team match in SCW. Both of those matches culminated in me pinning Steve, and while I am aiming for a repeat performance on Sunday, there is no guarantee that will happen, so I am making sure that I prepare for this match in the right manner, to give myself the best chance of being successful, come Climax Control. Admittedly, I have taken a break from my preparations for Sunday's match, to visit my hometown, but in a few hours from now, I will be back in the gym, working hard, as I continue my preparations - I never take any opponent lightly, and although I have beaten him twice before, Steve Ramone is no different. And when Sunday rolls around, I'm confident that all of the effort I've put in during the days leading up to match, will be rewarded with a win.'
Simon puts his hands in his pockets.
Simon: 'Both of my previous matches with Steve Ramone were important matches for me to win: the one-on-one match that I had with him in ACW was my first after becoming SCW Heavyweight Champion for the first time, while the mixed tag team match saw me partner Natalie McKinley in my adopted hometown - her hometown; they were both matches that I needed to win, and thankfully, they were both matches that I did win. However, this Sunday's match might possibly be more important than either of those two were. My past accomplishments in SCW are something to be proud of, but there is no room for sentiment, and since returning to SCW at the start of last month, my only win so far has come in a tag team match - having lost both of the singles matches that I have been involved in, I need to win this match against Steve Ramone, to show that I still deserve to be in SCW. Twice before I needed to beat Steve Ramone, and twice before I was able to do so - this Sunday, when I set foot inside that ring, in need of a win, I intend to defeat him again.'
Simon nods his head, confidently.
Simon: 'Perhaps the most memorable thing about my last encounter with Steve Ramone wasn't the match itself, but what happened after the match, when he laid me out with a superkick - an incident that marked his change in attitude. Some people might expect me to be going into this match wanting revenge, but that isn't the case - I can't afford such a mindset; if you go looking for revenge, you start doing things that you wouldn't normally do, and that is only going to be detrimental to your chances of winning - and as I've already stated, this is a match that I need to win. So no, I'm not looking for revenge - I'm simply looking to win.'
Simon takes his right hand out of the pocket of his jeans, and rubs his chin.
Simon: 'You know, prior to that match back in February, Steve Ramone questioned whether I just planned to wrestle a match every time SCW visited the UK, and suggested that instead, I should return to SCW on a full-time basis. Well, Steve, look who's back in SCW. On Sunday evening, I'll be stood opposite you again, and when we lock horns, I'll leave you wishing that I was still working in an office, not back competing inside the six-sided ring.'
Simon smirks.
Simon: 'You can bring Andreas with you, and you can bring Cyrus with you, but they're not going to do you any good, because when the bell rings, it's just going to be you and me in that ring, Steve. Your last match, against Goth, may have been something of a dream match for you, but I aim to have this one be more like a nightmare for you. Because I'm not some nobody, Steve - on Sunday evening, I plan to remind you, and everyone else, of exactly who I am, and what I'm capable of.'
Simon takes another step towards the camera.
Simon: 'See you in Paraguay, Steve.'
As Simon stares towards the camera, the scene fades to black.
