Boston?

[bigz]

The music kicks in and Specher gets a huge ovation from the crowd but as SOON as he steps foot on the stage.. why did they stop? Why did they suddenly halt all the cheering?

Why would a person like Specher who is considered a fan favorite get boo'd just by the sight of him?

All of the sudden?

Specher knew where he was.. This was BOSTON.. This was the ONE place that Specher hated.. He was a New Yorker.. Born and raised. Now he was at the enemy's territory. So it only makes sense to him to wear the enemy's opponents.

Eli Manning Jersey. New York Yankee fitted. He was gonna wear some Knick on him but that would be too embarrassing.

As he strolls down the ramp he was getting boo'd and the finger was thrown at him from left to right. He was loving it. He hardly ever got boo'd before but today was different. This was Boston. He was enjoying every miniute of it.

He rolls into the ring and was handed a mic. He began to preach.

HOW ARE YOU DIRTY BOSTON FANS DOING?

BOooooooooooooooo

That's right.. WHAT HAPPEN? YA FELL OFF.

BOooooooooooooooooooooo

That's right.. WHAT HAPPEN TO THE PATRIOTS? WHAT THE FUCK-
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It was getting bad.. Think of it like this.. Imagine what would happen if Osama Bin Laden came to the White House for a visit? EXACTLY..

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoo

It was bad since Specher couldn't get the quite he is used to when he begins to talk. So he took a new approach.. Talk over them.

FUCK BOSTON! HAHAHA FUCK ALL OF YA NIGGAS.. THATS RIGHT!

FUCK DAVID ORTIZ
FUCK KEVIN GARNET
FUCK TOM BRADY
FUCK MARC SAVARD

FUCK BOSTON.


Man.. it's really hard to describe what it looks like when an ENTIRE ARENA is on your neck.

FUCK BOSTON!

It's safe to say Specher was embracing ever single moment of it.

[sharpe]

"Spare us your pro-Yankee bullshit please!"

[/b]

Out comes the BISON from the back, right here in Red Sox county.

"So we're down with trying to get the game of getting some cheap heat... right? Alright, alright, Mr. "I'm Real," two can play at this game..."
[/b]
The BISON turns his eyes to the fans, before raising his microphone to the air...

"FUCK Derek Jeter...."[/b]

Already the ovation begins over the two East Coast rivals...

"FUCK Johnny Damon, the sellout...."[/b]

It continues to grow...

"FUCK Stephon Marbury....
FUCK Jaromir Jagr...
AND FUCK THAT BABY BROTHER IN BIG BRO'S SHADOW BITCH,
ELI FUCKIN' MANNING!""[/b]

Already the chants of BISON fill the arena seats as the BISON narrows his eyes at the prey in front of him.

"But enough OF THE GAMES! You see, the BISON came here to whoop a man's ass, and whoop a man's ass he's GONNA DO! You can play all the mess with the fans games you wanna play, what you don't do...

is do it on the BISON'S time."
[/b]
The BISON halts his pace on stage, staring his opponent down...

"And is this not the BIGGEST cry for attention that the BISON has ever seen???! Left and right, you see every douchebag that wants to try to get a boo out of the crowd pulling this trick, but here you go, all decked out. You wanted some sado-masochistic lovin' from the moment you walk out from the curtain, am I right?

I ain't here to give you no lovin', I'm here to whoop yer ass for the sin of being a grade-A, attention seekin' homo. You and the BISON, one on one, here in RED SOX county tonight, in front of the eyes of the DYNASTY that never sleeps in the Patriots, taking back the spotlight they LOANED to you Giant dreamers, and all the while, inciting this crowd into a frenzy when I drop the

BEST

DAMN

ELBOW....

PERIOD

On you bitch ass, make you lie on the mat for three, get my music played and raise my fist in the air over your fallen body! ARE WE CLEAR???!"[/b]

The BISON came with his game face on today following the past month...[/center]

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See since you don't know me I'm gonna let that one slide. You think I'm just gonna come out here saying "Fuck Boston" on some attention whoring shit like you are?

You think I'm gonna come out here on some "I'm gonna kiss the fans ass by defending they crappy ass city" like you is?

You think I'm you?

FUCKOUTTAHERE!


Jeta?

JETER IS NYCER THEN ANy FUCKING PLAYER ON THAT SHITSQUAD YOU CALL A BASEBALL TEAM. I'm gonna say it like it is.. JETER = GAWD

FUCK THEM RED SOX. WITH THEY HALF ASS IMMIGRANT PLAYERS.. THEY FRANCHISE CAN'T EVEN FIND REAL IMMIGRANTS TO PLAY A SPORT FOR YOU!

Pshh.. Damon A sell out? You mad cuz he didn't wanna play for a crappy ass franchise? You would of done the same shit.

Specher ignores the Marbury comment.

JAGR? THAT NIGGA WILL FUCK YOU, THESE FANS AND YOUR ICE SKATING SQUAD UP BY HIMSELF! That dude is real..

AND OF COURSE..

ELI "THE TRUTH" MANNING!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The ones ya all love. The one that KILLED, RAPED AND TOOK AWAY YOUR SEASON.

Specher points at the people in the front row and began to laugh.

HAHAHHAHA

EEEEELIIIIIIIIII!

Specher took the time to clear his throat.

Now about your dumb ass.. So you actually think..

Hold up, Hold up.

You think you can come out here.. With your little coochish facial hair shit you got going on there..

You think you gonna come out here talk some shit about your elbows and expect me to be clear on what ever bullshit you on?

What kind of nonsense shit is that? I don't appreciate being interrupted in a middle of something. That shit is rude. So get your nasty ass back to where ever you came from. Let a REAL competitor get in here cause I'm gonna let you in on one thing.. No matter what you say is gonna make me wanna waste my time fighting a low-card individual like yourself.

I'm glad your exited and shit like that to be even around my presence cuz trust me.. I didn't even think a dirt hole like BOSTON (Boo) deserved a person in my league to even debut here but it's all good though-

So yeah... get your ass out of here and do me favor find me someone stronger then you because you look like a person that would wear himself out in less then 3 minutes.

Specher waves him off.

Get out of here.

[sharpe]

"See, this here's where the BISON finds himself in a dilemma. This jack-ass in front of you all, seems to think he is bigger than the BISON. This jack-ass in front of you all, busted out the same old, same old in the book of tricks that calls for getting a crowd reaction. Of course, the BISON returned that favor, but just like the BISON intends to prove here tonight, the BISON is flat out BETTER than you in each and every walk of life, in the ring, out of the ring, hell, even the BISON fucks your girl better than you can ever DREAM OF!

You wanna come in here from your house shuttin' it's doors cuz you couldn't be the draw to pay the bills, thinking you're hot shit when the bosses had to handfeed you some tiny Mexican ass to whoop? BITCH PLEASE.

You're lookin' at the man that Kim Masters MADE earn his contract, in front of everybody, whooping the living piss outta not one, not two, but FIVE other opponents in his grand debut on the main stage! You think you're hot shit on an American stage? Try taking it to the Oriental one, like the BISON did, where they'd chew jokers asses like yours right off and toss it right into the ocean rather than hand it right back to you!

What the BISON sees in front of him, is nothin' more than an everyday THUG that wants to talk a big game, then not step up to the plate. What the BISON sees... is a man afraid to get his ass whipped.

You gonna correct the BISON for being wrong, or prove me right, back out of the challenge that the BISON has laid out for you, head to the back, take the night off, and get pissed when the staff's too smart to not give you your check for showing up and thinking you're droppin' bombs with your "I got New York's dick in my ass" crack you've been spewing?

Hell, man up, or head on back to that shithole with the rest of the cockroaches."

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First of all.. Just cuz you say your name 30 times more then I do does not make you any bigger of a man then me. You talking about using a book how many times "fucking your girl" was said in that same book you reading.. That shit was maaaaad random son.


Anyway..

I understand where you coming from. I really do. You consider me a thug when I have not done one thuggish shit yet. Thats real offensive.

Thats actually racist.

Specher points to the brother in the front row.

You heard that shit? I know you hate me and shit like that but cmon. That dude called me a thug. FOR WHAT REASON?

Specher laughs and returns his attention back to Bison.

So please.. Tell me you reason for calling me a thug. Unless it really is because of my skin color. Then it's completely understandable and it's real good to know that there are people like you in a business of this caliber.

Because a very strong and powerful man had a dream. That his people will not be categorize by the opposing race of what one man has done. That each individual will be judged upon by his or her action not by one black persons ignorance.

The voice starts rise and he was feeling it. Rev.Sharp style.

Soooo PleEAsE Mr.BisOn anD I aM asSumInG thAt iz UrE nAaAme. TeLl mE whY yoU coNtinUe tO insUlt my inTeLlIgeNce bY calLing mE a ThUg.

WhAY?

[sharpe]

"Here we go with the race card now..."

[/b]

This one actually amused the BISON a little bit, as he looked at the skin color of his forearm...

"Didn't think he was blind too, y'know folks? Hey, lemme clue you in on a li'l something something right here. You ain't the only black man in the ring right now... even if the BISON's only half. So, good one there. Classic thug li'l bit the BISON just referred you to?

You're all talk, and you're about to walk. That's what I'm hearing. Skin color? Please. Get off yer high horse, man-up to the fight, instead of trying to play the hard-ass while trying to walk away at the same time."[/b][/center]