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Matt Matthews' Wild Week; Not like Girls Gone Wild though, sorry.
Topic Started: Mar 5 2005, 07:19 PM (43 Views)
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Fade up. Well, maybe down. Cause the screen is all black. Ooooh, are we in store for a scary promo? With monsters & demons & scary stuff? Gasp! What's that sound?! Voices murmering, but what're they saying?

????????: . . . t's what I thought!

THEY'RE COMING!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!! Footsteps can be heard coming near &...



Light. Wow. It's so.... so bright.



Oh, I see now. We faded up inside the refridgerator.
We're welcomed by the handsome mug of FIW's Dual Crown Champion, Jim O'Brien. He looks inside the fridge, pulling out a gallon jug of milk. He closes the door, putting us back in the dark. The view then switches to ol' Double M himself, Matt Matthews. Seated behind a hard wood table, he sips slowly out of a coffee mug. All clean shaven & put together now. Casual day I suppose; Instead of his usual suit it's replaced with a navy blue t-shirt, jeans & sneakers. Jim makes his way into the picture now, holding a coffee mug of his own. His suit's gone too. In it's place is the white wifebeater undershirt we're getting used to seeing him in, black track pants & sneakers. His hair is tied back in a ponytail, his beard looking well groomed, his face is rather relaxed. But you know inside he can't be.[/i]

O'Brien: Wild stuff, I swear. The way the world works & such. . .

Jim takes a seat at the front of the table, opposite of Matt. Jim exhales heavily, then asks the one question that's been on everyone's minds:

O'Brien: You still have my Slayer CD I lent you?

Not the one we were planning on.

Matthews: Yeah. Good stuff.

O'Brien: Yeah. I like it.

Jim yawns, doing the usual stretching & groaning with it. He sets his elbows on the table, looking down, deep in thought. Or maybe just tired. It looks late. Matthews interrupts Jim's train of thought, though.

Matthews: So I take you wanna know what happened to me last week.

O'Brien: Actually, yes.

Matthews: Didn't miss much. . . Just kicked back a few bottles of Jack, exchanged some stroies, that's about it. Never came to blows. *smiling* No nights of wild lovemaking & ecstasy for one another.

O'Brien: That's a scary thought.

Matthews: *smiling* I know. Figured it'd bother you some.

Jim returns the smile, signaling for Double M to continue.

Matthews: So after the show, we go to the airport. Fly to Birmingham. Didn't say anything at all the whole trip. Complete silence. . . Don't think he was mad or anything, probably just wanted to wait to discuss what our subject matter was to be. Savor it up, y'know. Course I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I mean, you wouldn't want to spend any extra second with someone that tried to end your life, would you? But thank God there was alcohoil in the plane. Loosened me up I guess. Hard to carry a conversation with someone that won't talk to you.

O'Brien: Never stopped you in the past.

Matthews: Shut up. You wanna hear what I have to say?

O'Brien: Continue.

Double M takes another swig of his coffee as he continues.

Matthews: So anyway, we reach Birmingham International. We get to the parking garage, get to his car & drive a good half hour. We get to this little run down condo and he finally talks. "Get in," he said. So from looking around the place, doesn't look like it's had people there in awhile. Has a little couch & TV in the living room, kitchen with the bare essentials, and a little table in the dining room. Probably where he stays when he gets some free time. Summer house possibly. So we go straight to that dining room and... bullshit, pretty much. He gives me a breif autobiography about him, about his wife, his son. Goes on about them for awhile. So I tell 'em about little Brittany & Mae. Tell some stories, reminiscing. For a while I forgot he was the guy who broke my neck, paralyzed me & ended my career. Then we got onto you.

O'Brien: Me?

Matthews: Oh yeah. He was talking about his wrestling career and it brought something to my interest. You know we all wrestled on the same card for All Japan, once?

O'Brien: Really?

Matthews: Yeah. Said he was havin' a dead drop festival with another gaijin. We were... Well, I forget. But we were all on that card.

O'Brien: It's a suprise we were only on one card together, considering our background with the orient & such.

Matthews: Very. So we got onto you and... Like, his eyes start gettin' wide, face startin' to get red... It was like holding a red sheet an inch away from a bull. He wants the Dual Crown, Jim. He wants it bad.

O'Brien: *nonchalantly* Well who doesn't? It's the fuckin' Dual Crown. What wrestler on our roster doesn't want it?

Matthews: No, it ain't like that. *sighs* From what I gathered Jim, this man has pissed away everything & everyone important to him. Family, friends, they're gone. He basically made 'em bite the dust. He pushed them away. All because. . . Wrestling. *dramatically pauses* It's a suprise you guys aren't friends because you're two peas in a pod. Like, alot of the shit he was sayin' sounded like some of the shit you went through.

Jim's interest is raised as he sits up straight as Matt continues...

Matthews: The guy's got nothin', man. Nothin.' And all he wants is that Dual Crown. Gonna fill a void in his life or something.

Matt pauses, waiting for a responce from Jim. But Jim doesn't say a word. He just stares downward at the table, lost in thought. He looks up to Matt, looking to speak but no words come out of his mouth. Finally, he manages to get something. . .

O'Brien: Wow. That's. . . Honestly, that's not suprising. The old, broken down veteran wanting one more last run at the top, basically. The frosting is a different color, but it's your same cake.

Matthews: No, Jim. This isn't the same Silent Rage you fought in the past. This isn't the same man. He had this, this eerie presence to him. Like a killer's aura to him. It was like having a conversation with a homicidal maniac. Like I was talking to. . . talking to Death itself. Royally scared the hell out of me.

O'Brien: And then what?

Matthews: Well, guess he had gotten so drunk he passed out for the night. After that I don't quite remember, I was gettin' pretty light headed. Next thing I remember was that morning. I woke up on his couch & he was in my face as I came to. The jagermeister reeked on his breath when he breathed. He was dangling some keys in my face. "For a hotel down the road, " he said. He must've set up some arrangements while I was out. Called a cab, everything. Even had a plane ticket ready for me that thursday. The works. So I get to the hotel & just sleep the rest of the day. I was out a good long time. It was about 8 o'clock or so when I woke up. The rest of the night, I was just thinking. Reflecting. About his situation, about yours, about mine. Even traded in my tickets for the thursday flight to be scheduled for monday night. So from thursday on I just wheeled around the town, looking at the sites, getting my act together.

O'Brien: But why didn't you call? Or give any indication where you were?

Matt pauses, then continues hesitantly.

Matthews: I needed a break, Jim. I needed a break from the norms, the routies. I was sick of being Matt Matthews. Just wanted to be Matthew Chamberlain for awhile. Alot of what Silent Rage said put thinsg in perspective for me. I mean, after seeing what our business did to him, I was afraid that that could be you someday. That could be me someday.

Matthews voice intensifies as he continues.

Matthews: Like... I'm twenty-five. I have a four year old daughter at home. She's being raised by my parents while I go on the road. She only knows me from what she sees on TV, pretty much. She doesn't deserve that. I. . . I dunno if I can do this anymore.

O'Brien: Matt. . . C'mon. It's all right, all good. You're not Silent Rage, you're not gonna be Silent Rage. Ever. This is the path he took, it's his own fault his wife & child want nothing to do with him. You're not like him, Matt. You're not gonna be like him.

Matthews: I dunno, I just... I think after the next TNT I'm gonna take some time off. Hang out at home for a little while.

O'Brien: Oh my God. . . This is ridiculous.

Matthews: *angrily* What? What's so ridiculous about this?

O'Brien: You're letting him scare you. He's messin' with your head. This guy is a master at mind games. He's trying to get into your head and somehow hoping you'll get into mine.

Matthews: I know, I know. But. . . Just something about the way he went about it. I don't know-

O'Brien: Yes you do. He was messing with your head, Matt!

Matthews: *angrily* Just fuck off, all right?! Jesus. . . Look, I am not in a position where I need to be dragged around from place to place, mindset to mindset.

Matt wheels from behind the table to a doorway. He looks to Jim one more time...

Matthews: All I know is... this isn't the same Rage from a year ago. This isn't the same Rage period. This man wants nothing else but you & the Dual crown. You are his total focus. And he's more focused on you than anything right now.

Matt wheels out the picture, the sound of a door being open & shut in the background. Jim stays at the table, holding his mug, motionless. He takes a sip, then slices into the deafening silence...

O'Brien: Adam. . . Adam. . .

fade out
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[size0]Thanks, Lita! :)

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<option>Hometown:</option>
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<option>Weight:</option>
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<option>Hometown:</option>
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<option>Entrance Music:</option>
<option>Black Sabbath - 'Hole in the Sky'</option>
<option>Wrestling Style:</option>
<option>Athletic - Strong Style - Brawler</option>
<option>Signature Moves:</option>
<option> - Exploder Suplex </option>
<option> - Powerbomb </option>
<option> - German Suplex </option>
<option>Finishing Moves:</option>
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<option> - Honey Island Swamp Lock </option>
<option>Title History:</option>
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<option>Wrestling Style:</option>
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<option>Signature Moves:</option>
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<option> - 2005 Co-Match Of The Year participant (vs. Silent Rage @ FIW Anarchy In The UK)</option>
<option> - 2008 & 2012 Lady Luck Tournament Champion </option>
<option> - 2008 Grand Prix Tournament Champion</option>
<option> - 2008 Match of the Year participant (vs. Liam Mortell vs. Kiyoshi Nakahata @ FIW Summer of Sin) </option>
<option> - 2008 1st Runner-Up, FIW Feud of the Year participant (vs. Ash Koopa)</option>
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<option> - 2009 ReVolt Match Of The Year participant (vs. Ethan Adams @ ReVolt Against The Champions X)</option>
<option> - 2009 FIW Tag Team Of The Year (The O'Brien Clan, w/ Jorge O'Brien)</option>
<option> - 2009 FIW Duo Of The Year (w/ Kendra O'Brien)</option>
<option> - April 2012 Superstar of the Month</option>
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<option> So yeah, Jim was awesome. :-D </option>
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