Post by champ on Jan 21, 2009 15:28:57 GMT -5
Exodus was coming up soon. The first show to kick off the second season of Global Championship Wrestling. The second match between Jack Douglas and Chris Calloway was to take place during that show. It's been quite awhile since "Champ" has been on the mic and did a promo against an opponent. It was time though. The screen would fade in from black to "Champ" standing there in his wrestling gear. A generic background could be seen behind "Champ" with his name written across it. No backstage, no locker room, or anything like that could be seen. Just a simple image "Champ's" name "Jack Douglas" across it with some fancy designs here and there. It was reminiscent of the old school promos that would be done by wrestlers of the old school. "Champ" scratched his beard as he looked into the camera. A smile formed across his face and he let out a slight laugh. He pointed a finger at the camera and "Champ" would begin to speak....
"Heh, heh, heh... Now I know some of you may not know who I am. I might have been a little bit before your time. Some of you might have not even been born yet and some of you might have only still been in diapers... Heh, heh, heh... Some of you might have had fathers who were in this business last time that I had stepped into a ring. I may have faced some of your fathers in the ring. Heh, heh, heh... And maybe some of you might remember who I was. Maybe some of you might remember good ol' Jack a good 30 years ago. Maybe some of you might remember me from 40 years ago. For some of you, this might be a nice little blast from the past. For some of you, this might be a nice little introduction to the way things are supposed to be done. Heh, heh, heh..."
"Champ" nodded his head and turned his body to the other side. Feeling pretty good about himself right now. The promo seemed to be going pretty well for him. Keeping his eyes focused on the camera in front of him, he continued to speak...
"For those that don't know... My name is Jack Douglas. Heh, heh, heh... Now I'm sure some of you might be aware that there's a youngster out there that seems to have a problem with me. That man goes by the name Chris Calloway. This youngster has got no respect for his elders. He's one those kind of guys who feels like he's on some kind of pedestal above everyone else. Heh, heh, heh... And I happened to have knocked Calloway down a couple pegs in the ring not too long ago. Heh, heh, heh... He came in all cocky, thinking he was hot stuff and ended up finding himself rolled up on the mat for the three count. Heh, heh, heh... It seems that that loss burned Calloway so badly and his pride was hurt so bad that he wanted a rematch against me. Heh, heh, heh..."
He paused for a moment. Another laugh escaping him as he began to nod his head. "Champ" lifted his hand up again and pointed at the camera again...
"Well I hope you've trained well Calloway. I've been hitting the gym hard and I guarantee that you won't be so lucky in the ring this time around. Heh, heh, heh... Last time you gave me quite a beating. I'll admit... I was a bit out of shape and I was a little rusty in the ring. Heh, heh, heh... This time Calloway...? Heh, heh, heh... You better be prepared. Heh, heh, heh... I know I will be. I'll see you in the ring."
"Champ" placed both of his hands on his hips. A smile still on his face. The screen began to fade out to black. Promo number one was a success.
"Heh, heh, heh... Now I know some of you may not know who I am. I might have been a little bit before your time. Some of you might have not even been born yet and some of you might have only still been in diapers... Heh, heh, heh... Some of you might have had fathers who were in this business last time that I had stepped into a ring. I may have faced some of your fathers in the ring. Heh, heh, heh... And maybe some of you might remember who I was. Maybe some of you might remember good ol' Jack a good 30 years ago. Maybe some of you might remember me from 40 years ago. For some of you, this might be a nice little blast from the past. For some of you, this might be a nice little introduction to the way things are supposed to be done. Heh, heh, heh..."
"Champ" nodded his head and turned his body to the other side. Feeling pretty good about himself right now. The promo seemed to be going pretty well for him. Keeping his eyes focused on the camera in front of him, he continued to speak...
"For those that don't know... My name is Jack Douglas. Heh, heh, heh... Now I'm sure some of you might be aware that there's a youngster out there that seems to have a problem with me. That man goes by the name Chris Calloway. This youngster has got no respect for his elders. He's one those kind of guys who feels like he's on some kind of pedestal above everyone else. Heh, heh, heh... And I happened to have knocked Calloway down a couple pegs in the ring not too long ago. Heh, heh, heh... He came in all cocky, thinking he was hot stuff and ended up finding himself rolled up on the mat for the three count. Heh, heh, heh... It seems that that loss burned Calloway so badly and his pride was hurt so bad that he wanted a rematch against me. Heh, heh, heh..."
He paused for a moment. Another laugh escaping him as he began to nod his head. "Champ" lifted his hand up again and pointed at the camera again...
"Well I hope you've trained well Calloway. I've been hitting the gym hard and I guarantee that you won't be so lucky in the ring this time around. Heh, heh, heh... Last time you gave me quite a beating. I'll admit... I was a bit out of shape and I was a little rusty in the ring. Heh, heh, heh... This time Calloway...? Heh, heh, heh... You better be prepared. Heh, heh, heh... I know I will be. I'll see you in the ring."
"Champ" placed both of his hands on his hips. A smile still on his face. The screen began to fade out to black. Promo number one was a success.