The camera opens up to a shot of the early morning sky with the sounds of birds chirping in the back ground and the a low wind kicking in as the sun slowly rises for the day. A soft, humbled voice is heard as the camera stays on the sun rising
“The site of the sun rising can have so many means…the start of new beginnings, new life…or just simply the start of the day. I see it as all those things; especially now. A long time ago, my career ended in a match against Chris Jericho for the GCW World Heavyweight Title. A lot of questions were asked, ‘Jordan, why did you agree to a match in which you put your career on the line against Jericho?’ Hey I do things on the fly…I go with the flow. I make decisions based on emotions. Some say it’s a stupid thing to think with your heart and not your head. Hindsight being 20/20 that was a dumb decision. Hey I’m not a perfect person, but I was so confident in beating him, but I fell short. So I felt if I couldn’t beat him, I don’t need to wrestle anymore. Not just that the flame inside me burned out. I just didn’t want it. If I would’ve won the match, then great, I would’ve kept going on. When I lost that match, I felt as though a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. In the time I been out of wrestling, I’ve raised my four kids, I kept my school opened and trained young kids trying to make it in the business and I’ll be damned if some of them didn’t go on to make something of themselves. I’ve made a few appearances in Japan with my last great student, Power Matsuzaka and watched him become the best young heavyweight to ever hit Japan. I closed the school a couple of years ago and ever since then something has been missing in my life. I felt empty. Some wonder why I came back…there will be more on that later, but let’s just say I have some unfinished business. I look at this part of my career as a new beginning, new life…or simply the start of a new day in my life in wrestling again…”
The camera fades to black as the sun is shining bright in the morning sky.
The camera opens up to a shot inside of Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport in Atlanta, Georgia. The camera pans around a busy bar until it picks up on a shot of Jordan “PS” Williams sitting in at a the bar having a glass of Moscato and reading on his i-Pad. Jordan is dressed a black suit with a light silver tie and white pocket square. Jordan is startled as his phone ring vibrates loudly on the stylish bar top. Jordan looks up with an embarrassing look on his face.
<a href="http://s198.photobucket.com/albums/aa49/mikesjohnson3/Public/?action=view&current=JWill1.jpg" target="_blank">
[/url]Rob: “Not a whole lot man…Just landed at Laguardia…Just came back from a meeting in London.”
Jordan: “Cool man…I’m headed to Las Vegas.”
Rob:” Vegas? What are doing in Vegas? Gambling again?”
Jordan: “You know it, but I got a show to do.”
Rob: “Show? Like a autograph signing or something? I hate those. Some of those fans are scary.”
Jordan laughs and says: “Yeah no, I’m booked to wrestle.”
An astounded Rob: “Booked to wrestle? What the hell? You haven’t wrestled in ages!”
Jordan: “Yeah I know…I dunno, kinda got roped back into it…you know how it is.”
Rob: “You’re not doing this for money right? I mean you’re my best friend in the whole world man, we go way back you know…I got plenty of money to help you out.”
Jordan takes a sip of wine, smiles and says: “While I don’t have the money you have Mr. Billionaire Play Boy, I’ve got plenty money too bro. I’m doing it because I got bit by the bug. You know how it is. You’ve come back here and there when you’re not trading stocks and giving financial advise to the world’s leaders.”
Rob: “Hey man, I told you to get into some of the action too now. We both could be billionaires.”
Jordan: “Rob, if it wasn’t for all the chicks I was banging in college, I never would have passed any math classes period.”
Rob laughs and says: “That’s true. I remember that…when is the show?”
Jordan: “Tomorrow.”
Rob: “Listen man, I gotta be in Tokyo the next day, I got an condo in Vegas…”
Jordan cuts him off and says: “I thought you sold it?”
Rob: “Nope I had another one that I sold, who needs to two condos in Vegas?”
Jordan: “You did for all the chicks you bang. How many girlfriends do you have?”
Rob: “In Vegas, just two…”
Jordan cuts him off again with a laugh: “Just in Vegas huh.”
Rob: “Jordan, you use to be the same way…bro.”
Jordan: “That was before I became a happily married man…well and after I got caught cheating but that’s not the point!”
Rob: “I’m not hating brother! Oh well, how’s Vanessa and the kids?”
Jordan: “They’re doing great man. They drive me crazy sometimes but I love them.”
Rob: “Beautiful…listen, I’m not missing the return of Jordan ’Purely Sexy’ Williams to the ring… I’ll be there to pick you in a couple of hours.”
Jordan: “Rob, my flight will leave before you get here.”
Rob: “Please Jordan…I can’t let you sit there and be hacked up on by those nasty people and have horrible food…I got three hot ass flight attendants and a chef to make you a great steak…I got some great wine I picked up while I was in Italy…it’ll be great.”
Jordan looks at his platinum watch and says: “Alright man, but you owe them a lot money for this first class ticket they bought me!”
Rob: “I wipe my ass with that kind of money, Jordan!”
Jordan laughs as he takes a sip of wine.
Rob: “Listen meet, I’ll text you the info of a private airfield I’ll meet you at and then we’re off to Vegas, baby!”
Jordan: “Alright, see ya soon.”
Rob: “See ya.”
Jordan hangs up the phone and finishes off his wine in one big gulp. Jordan pulls out his money and leaves the amount he owes on the bar and leaves. Jordan gathers his bags and begins to leave. As Jordan makes his way out of the airport, Jordan poses for a few pictures and signs a few autographs as the camera fades out.
The camera fades into a shot of Jordan walking through the private airfield followed by an employee carrying his bags. They make their way through and out to Rob‘s private plane. Rob is waiting for Jordan at the foot of the plane smoking a cigar.
Rob yells: “There he is!!! Let’s get wasted brother!”
Jordan smiles and yells back: “You read my mind!”
Rob greets Jordan with a handshake and puts his arm around Jordan as they walk to the steps to the plane. Rob offers Jordan a cigar from his breast pocket and Jordan happily accepts. Both men make their way into the plane. As Jordan walks into the plane he stops suddenly in his tracks. Rob slaps Jordan on the shoulders with a big grin on his face as Jordan stares at the three scantily clad-big breasted-flight attendants.
Jordan turns to Rob and says: “God damn Rob…are they porn actresses or they flight attendants?”
Rob, still with the big grin says: “Uh….they’re a little bit of both…I’m doing god’s work brother!”
Jordan snickers and says: “God’s work huh?”
Rob: “Yeah, hey I pay them a good wage…they get through college…”
Jordan cuts Rob off and says: “…makes sure you bust a few nuts…”
Rob raises his eyebrows and says: “it’s a symbiotic relationship, what can I say?”
Jordan laughs and playfully elbows Rob in the ribs and both men sit down in their seats. Jordan puts the cigar in his mouth as one of the flight attendants promptly lights the cigar.
Rob takes off his suit jacket and says: “Life’s beautiful man.”
Jordan takes a puff of his cigar and says: “You got that right…where’s the steaks and shit? I’m fuckin’ starving over here.”
Rob takes a puff of his cigar and says: “Mario is in the back prepping right now. His steaks are to die for man.”
Rob turns to an attendant and says: “Please get Mr. Jordan a drink.”
Jordan looks up at the attendant and says: “I’ll take some Patron please.”
The flight attendant smiles and winks at Jordan says: “Anything for you.”
Jordan watches her as she walks away to the bar. Jordan takes a puff off his cigar and says: “God damn Rob…”
Rob cuts Jordan off and says: “ I know dude…that’s why I say life’s beautiful.”
Jordan with the cigar hanging off his lip turns to Rob and says: “Indeed.”
Jordan leans forward and takes off his suit jacket as the other flight attendant promptly takes it from him with a smile. Jordan buckles up his seat belt as does Rob. Jordan checks his phone.
Jordan: “Shit Rob, when we land, we gotta head straight to the arena I’m late for a promo I was suppose to do for the match.”
The flight attendant delivers Rob and Jordan their respective drinks. Rob takes a drink and loosens his tie.
Rob: “Not a problem man. I got the limousine waiting on us as we speak to take us anywhere we want to go. I know you’re a gambler…”
Jordan cuts Rob off and playfully says: “DEGENERATE gambler…get it straight!”
Both men laugh and Rob says: “My apologies. I can rent out a casino and we can gamble all night long with pretty women, great drinks…it’ll be perfect.”
Jordan: “You can’t rent out a casino man!”
Rob: “Jordan…I know all the casino owners, my company handles their finances, plus I’m worth 3.2 billion dollars that the government knows about- I can shut that whole town if I wanted.”
Jordan laughs, shakes his head and takes a drink. The camera fades as both men continue talking. The camera fades into a shot of Jordan emerging from the limo at the arena in Las Vegas. Rob yells at Jordan from the limo.
Rob: “Let me know when you’re done and we can fuck this town up!!!”
Jordan: “No doubt. Thanks!”
Jordan walks off as the limo driver closes the driver. Jordan enters the arena and heads straight to the promo area. SCW Interviewer Pussy Willow is awaiting Jordan. They go over a few things and then begin the interview.
Pussy: “Jordan, after seven long years, welcome back to pro wrestling…welcome to SCW!”
Jordan smirks and says: “Pussy! What a great name by the way…”
Pussy laughs.
Jordan continues”…I’m sure I’m not the first to say that…”
Pussy nods in agreement.
Jordan continues in a boisterous tone: “Damn, it’s great to be back! Seven years is a long time! A lot of people are wondering…speculating, contemplating…they all wanna know why I suddenly show up out the blue!? They wanna know where I’ve been all this time. The former will be answered in due time…I know you’re all dying to know…especially you Hot Stuff! Why did I show up and take out my best friend!?…My tag team partner. I still say to this day, Hot ‘n’ Sexy is the greatest tag team ever in the history of pro wrestling! But that will be answered at a later date. Where have I been you ask? Well I been training my students at my school, until I shut it down a couple years ago. I’ve been doing a little acting and a little this and a little that. The man, the myth, the legend, Jordan “PS” Williams is back baby!”
Pussy: “You returned at the December 2 Dismember and it seems like you’re obviously aligned with Spike Staggs. Tonight you, Spike and Wyatt Peterson team up against Nick Jones, Kain and Casey Williams…
Jordan cuts off Pussy and says in a puzzled tone: “No relation, by the way…I think.”
Jordan and Pussy share a laugh as Pussy continues: “…In a six man tag team match, what can we expect from you in your first match back?”
Jordan: “What can you expect!? Only what you use to see from me. Which is the best wrestler of all time, kicking some ass like I use to. I might be a little rusty at first, but let me tell you something Jones, Kain and Williams…After a seven year lay off and on your BEST day, you’re still NOT better than me…you understand what I’m saying? I’m the best of the best baby…You three will find out first out first hand, why I am the best…and why I am here to dominate! See, history is littered with people who have gotten their asses whooped by me. Tonight although there has been a long lay off, I'm going to show you why three what everyone has said about me. My reputation proceeds me...with good reason. People look at my team and say, whoa, that's an unorthodox team. Great! All three of us can do it all. And hey, it doesn't hurt that the greatest of all time is on this team. To quote Nick Jones, it ain't braggin mutha fucka if you can back it up. Tonight you will see greatness in person Jones! See you parade around here, doing your best Jordan Williams impersonation, I'm gonna show you how it's done. Kain and Williams, you just don't know what you signed up for! Look out boys you're in for a long...long...long f'n night. Why? Cuz I’m too good for ya! HA!”
Jordan does his double guns pose (ala Jeff Hardy) as the camera fades out.
