Post by Rey Sanchez on Jun 26, 2006 15:42:27 GMT -6
(The scene opens up to Renaldo “iRey” Sanchez in his personal gym in San Diego, California. It consists of a heavy bag, a large ring, a few wrestling mats, weights and other various workout equipment. At the time Rey is hitting the bag with a few left jabs, right hooks and sidekicks. Soaking in sweat wearing a blue white lettered WPW shirt, blue shorts and blue Nike wrestling shoes. He keeps hitting the bag while breathing hard with every strike.)
RS – The bag doesn’t fight back, but it’s beating the crap out of me.
(With a determined look on his face he continues to strike the bag with various combos. His knuckles are not taped and his knuckles are bleeding due to the bag ripping his skin off.)
RS – I knew I forgot something, but I didn’t realize my skin was coming off until I saw the blood.
(Realizing this he heads towards the first aid kit near the bench press. He takes out alcohol pads and gently presses them on his bloody knuckles. He bites his lip as the alcohol burns the newly burned skin.)
RS – Goddamn motherfu…………
(Rey bites his lip a little harder as a few drops of sweat trickle off his head. The alcohol pads are soaked in blood. He takes a few fresh alcohol pads and cleans his knuckles some more.)
RS – It’s funny the smallest cuts and bruises hurt like a mother. For example a splinter in your finger, a cold sore in your mouth, a little paper cut and a bit of exposed skin. I bet that’s what Chris Lee feels when he sees my face or even just thinks about me. Am I a small cut or bruise? Far from it, but I do hurt Chris Lee like hell. Yet at the same time I am not doing anything to him he just did it to himself
(He finishes up taking care of his knuckles by wrapping them up. They automatically turn pink as the blood soaks in. As he throws away the used alcohol pads and puts away his first aid kit his phone rings.)
RS – What up this is Rey?
(Rey listens to who ever is on the other line.)
RS – Who the hell is this?
(He pauses.)
RS – Darion Decker? What do you want?
DD – Well Rey-Rey…
(Rey stops him and sounds annoyed.)
RS – The name is Rey not Rey-Rey.
DD – Someone is sensitive.
RS – I’ll show you how sensitive my fist is.
DD – Are you hitting on me?
RS – What the hell? Tell me what you want or I will end this conversation.
DD – Don’t be butt hurt.
RS – Don’t even start with me.
DD – Well WPW has booked you for a house show on July 7 in St. Louis you are headlining the event.
RS – Okay sweet anything else?
DD – Well I always had a thing for Mexicans.
RS – The closet thing you will get that is Mexican is a Taco Bell burrito.
DD – No!
RS – Peace.
(Rey immediately hangs up the phone and looks up at the ceiling.)
RS – I love wrestling, I really do, but I can’t stop thinking about my two girls. I have looked everywhere, talked to everyone, but nothing.
(He takes a large sigh.)
RS – Now I have to face some guy I beat before. I swear WPW is trying to rehash things from my past just to torture me. I beat Chris Lee, I beat Michael Graves or should I say Stryker Graff. I guess WPW is doing one of two things trying to build up feuds for myself or can’t find anyone to take me on that is worthy enough. I heard PDJ might be leaving so that is out the window. I can’t fight Shawn Stryker because he is the world champ. I must work my way up to fight Grendel again. I guess this works out for me then.
(Logan Armada comes in the gym wearing a big white tee, black Dickies and black Converse All-Stars. His head is freshly shaven and wears black Arnettes on his face. Rey sees him and walks up to him to give him a pound.)
RS – What’s up cousin?
LA – Nothing much wanted to see what you are up too.
RS – Playing bloody knuckles with the punching bag.
LA – Damn due the wrap is all ready red.
RS – Yeah I know I totally forgot to wrap my hands. I hope they don’t get infected by the time July fourth comes around.
LA – Just put some of that Neosporin stuff.
RS – Yeah that was my plan exactly. Guess what dude?
LA – Sup homie?
RS – WPW booked me to headline a house show.
LA – That’s tight G it ain’t televised, but it’s a start.
RS – You won’t guess who they booked me against.
LA – Bugs Bunny?
RS – Very funny, but someone very close. The blood-sucking vampire who wears make up shares girls with his brother trying to fake his identity Michael Graves or Stryker Graff.
LA – That guy? Haven’t you beat him before?
RS – Yeah the guy tried to pretend he was someone else, but everyone knew what was really going on, but him. He also thought he was some sort of vampire. I think he is more fucked up then me when I was smoking all the reefer.
LA – What’s wrong with smoking reefer? I am blazed right now.
RS – That’s you man, I don’t mess with that stuff anymore especially with all the crap going on.
LA – I feel you man. You are getting real serious about wrestling again huh?
RS – You think? I need to get my mind off real life and concentrate on my career in wrestling. Once I win that TV Title I might have other chances at other belts. Winning this match against psychopath, head case Michael Graves will help that cause.
LA – Aren’t you scared he will try to suck your blood or put make up on you?
(Rey looks at Logan with strange stare.)
RS – What the hell you are high.
LA – Damn right that killa Cali chronic.
RS – That’s nice, you down to train or you to high?
LA – I think I will chill for this one.
RS – All right.
(Rey starts doing push ups and continues to talk.)
RS – I don’t think Michael will be that much of a problem. He seems to be doubting himself and his lack of ring work in the past six months. Hell I haven’t been in the ring….Let me rephrase that I haven’t been in the ring in front of a live audience in a good while.
LA – Yeah, but you have been training me, Sal and even your little bro.
RS – Exactly and look what you guys have done in the Indy circuit. Straight domination.
I am not worried a bit about what I can still do in the ring. If Graves has that much worry about his lack of ring work then this match is money. You can see through all that talk about him beating Grendel. Always coming back to the fact he hasn’t wrestled in the past few months. That’s like Lee giving me respect and throwing it all away once he figured out I was coming back.
LA – Whoa you said Chris Lee’s name.
RS – Yeah I just said the Kid thing to show him I have no respect. Now that I see he is not putting top game into this match I can care less about him.
LA – What if he beats you?
RS – Naw I doubt that will happen.
LA – Pretty confidant their cousin.
RS – What can I say? I feel confident in every match no matter what. If you don’t think you are going to win then you all ready lost. I taught you that.
LA – That is true too, but you don’t think Graves will hold any threat at all?
RS – A threat he might tickle me a bit, but that’s it.
LA – Sure………..
RS – The bag doesn’t fight back, but it’s beating the crap out of me.
(With a determined look on his face he continues to strike the bag with various combos. His knuckles are not taped and his knuckles are bleeding due to the bag ripping his skin off.)
RS – I knew I forgot something, but I didn’t realize my skin was coming off until I saw the blood.
(Realizing this he heads towards the first aid kit near the bench press. He takes out alcohol pads and gently presses them on his bloody knuckles. He bites his lip as the alcohol burns the newly burned skin.)
RS – Goddamn motherfu…………
(Rey bites his lip a little harder as a few drops of sweat trickle off his head. The alcohol pads are soaked in blood. He takes a few fresh alcohol pads and cleans his knuckles some more.)
RS – It’s funny the smallest cuts and bruises hurt like a mother. For example a splinter in your finger, a cold sore in your mouth, a little paper cut and a bit of exposed skin. I bet that’s what Chris Lee feels when he sees my face or even just thinks about me. Am I a small cut or bruise? Far from it, but I do hurt Chris Lee like hell. Yet at the same time I am not doing anything to him he just did it to himself
(He finishes up taking care of his knuckles by wrapping them up. They automatically turn pink as the blood soaks in. As he throws away the used alcohol pads and puts away his first aid kit his phone rings.)
RS – What up this is Rey?
(Rey listens to who ever is on the other line.)
RS – Who the hell is this?
(He pauses.)
RS – Darion Decker? What do you want?
DD – Well Rey-Rey…
(Rey stops him and sounds annoyed.)
RS – The name is Rey not Rey-Rey.
DD – Someone is sensitive.
RS – I’ll show you how sensitive my fist is.
DD – Are you hitting on me?
RS – What the hell? Tell me what you want or I will end this conversation.
DD – Don’t be butt hurt.
RS – Don’t even start with me.
DD – Well WPW has booked you for a house show on July 7 in St. Louis you are headlining the event.
RS – Okay sweet anything else?
DD – Well I always had a thing for Mexicans.
RS – The closet thing you will get that is Mexican is a Taco Bell burrito.
DD – No!
RS – Peace.
(Rey immediately hangs up the phone and looks up at the ceiling.)
RS – I love wrestling, I really do, but I can’t stop thinking about my two girls. I have looked everywhere, talked to everyone, but nothing.
(He takes a large sigh.)
RS – Now I have to face some guy I beat before. I swear WPW is trying to rehash things from my past just to torture me. I beat Chris Lee, I beat Michael Graves or should I say Stryker Graff. I guess WPW is doing one of two things trying to build up feuds for myself or can’t find anyone to take me on that is worthy enough. I heard PDJ might be leaving so that is out the window. I can’t fight Shawn Stryker because he is the world champ. I must work my way up to fight Grendel again. I guess this works out for me then.
(Logan Armada comes in the gym wearing a big white tee, black Dickies and black Converse All-Stars. His head is freshly shaven and wears black Arnettes on his face. Rey sees him and walks up to him to give him a pound.)
RS – What’s up cousin?
LA – Nothing much wanted to see what you are up too.
RS – Playing bloody knuckles with the punching bag.
LA – Damn due the wrap is all ready red.
RS – Yeah I know I totally forgot to wrap my hands. I hope they don’t get infected by the time July fourth comes around.
LA – Just put some of that Neosporin stuff.
RS – Yeah that was my plan exactly. Guess what dude?
LA – Sup homie?
RS – WPW booked me to headline a house show.
LA – That’s tight G it ain’t televised, but it’s a start.
RS – You won’t guess who they booked me against.
LA – Bugs Bunny?
RS – Very funny, but someone very close. The blood-sucking vampire who wears make up shares girls with his brother trying to fake his identity Michael Graves or Stryker Graff.
LA – That guy? Haven’t you beat him before?
RS – Yeah the guy tried to pretend he was someone else, but everyone knew what was really going on, but him. He also thought he was some sort of vampire. I think he is more fucked up then me when I was smoking all the reefer.
LA – What’s wrong with smoking reefer? I am blazed right now.
RS – That’s you man, I don’t mess with that stuff anymore especially with all the crap going on.
LA – I feel you man. You are getting real serious about wrestling again huh?
RS – You think? I need to get my mind off real life and concentrate on my career in wrestling. Once I win that TV Title I might have other chances at other belts. Winning this match against psychopath, head case Michael Graves will help that cause.
LA – Aren’t you scared he will try to suck your blood or put make up on you?
(Rey looks at Logan with strange stare.)
RS – What the hell you are high.
LA – Damn right that killa Cali chronic.
RS – That’s nice, you down to train or you to high?
LA – I think I will chill for this one.
RS – All right.
(Rey starts doing push ups and continues to talk.)
RS – I don’t think Michael will be that much of a problem. He seems to be doubting himself and his lack of ring work in the past six months. Hell I haven’t been in the ring….Let me rephrase that I haven’t been in the ring in front of a live audience in a good while.
LA – Yeah, but you have been training me, Sal and even your little bro.
RS – Exactly and look what you guys have done in the Indy circuit. Straight domination.
I am not worried a bit about what I can still do in the ring. If Graves has that much worry about his lack of ring work then this match is money. You can see through all that talk about him beating Grendel. Always coming back to the fact he hasn’t wrestled in the past few months. That’s like Lee giving me respect and throwing it all away once he figured out I was coming back.
LA – Whoa you said Chris Lee’s name.
RS – Yeah I just said the Kid thing to show him I have no respect. Now that I see he is not putting top game into this match I can care less about him.
LA – What if he beats you?
RS – Naw I doubt that will happen.
LA – Pretty confidant their cousin.
RS – What can I say? I feel confident in every match no matter what. If you don’t think you are going to win then you all ready lost. I taught you that.
LA – That is true too, but you don’t think Graves will hold any threat at all?
RS – A threat he might tickle me a bit, but that’s it.
LA – Sure………..