Post by Millson and Simpson on Jul 3, 2010 7:43:55 GMT -5
Mighty Man Millson II staggers into his locker room, with Big Robertson Ryder holding onto the Daddy's Boy, making sure Millson doesn't collapse. Between them, they open the door take a few steps, and MMM II slumps onto the sofa in the middle of the room.
You were great out there boss.
Millson looks up at Ryder in disgust.
What match were you watching? I had Logan Scott where I wanted him, knocked out after my Super Kick, and all it took was Young Gangsta to pull the ropes and knock me to the outside. I should have got the oin, not that opportunist Jason Murphy.
At least you won the match.
Millson puts his hands to his head.
No, Ryder, that's not enough. Nobody thinks I can win this ladder match at RWB. Jason Murphy, the most boring man in Sports Entertainment, is the favourite to become Television champion, not me. I am seen as the fourth competitior in the match. Making up the numbers. Young Gangsta and Logan Scott are seen as better than me. Would you believe that?
No, boss.
Exactly. How can a man with no flair, a man who thinks he has sex appeal and a man that doesn't realise that no-one cares about his gangster life, be allowed to compete in the ring with a legend like me. I will become Television champion, and everyone should know that.
Millson puts his head back, and Ryder strokes his chin.
A ladder match is a No-DQ match, right?
Yeah.
Well then, why don't I safeguard the ladder and only let you climb up to it? Just a thought.
Millson looks at the Guyanese Goliath in anger.
You think I hadn't thought of that? What do you take me for? An idiot? I don't want you there! I want to win the title on my own, and show the world that I am a future GHW Hall of Famer. Now get out of MY locker room, and let me rest up. I'll see you later.
Ryder looks at Millson quizzically, but leaves the locker room anyway, leaving Millson to put his hands over his face one more time.
You were great out there boss.
Millson looks up at Ryder in disgust.
What match were you watching? I had Logan Scott where I wanted him, knocked out after my Super Kick, and all it took was Young Gangsta to pull the ropes and knock me to the outside. I should have got the oin, not that opportunist Jason Murphy.
At least you won the match.
Millson puts his hands to his head.
No, Ryder, that's not enough. Nobody thinks I can win this ladder match at RWB. Jason Murphy, the most boring man in Sports Entertainment, is the favourite to become Television champion, not me. I am seen as the fourth competitior in the match. Making up the numbers. Young Gangsta and Logan Scott are seen as better than me. Would you believe that?
No, boss.
Exactly. How can a man with no flair, a man who thinks he has sex appeal and a man that doesn't realise that no-one cares about his gangster life, be allowed to compete in the ring with a legend like me. I will become Television champion, and everyone should know that.
Millson puts his head back, and Ryder strokes his chin.
A ladder match is a No-DQ match, right?
Yeah.
Well then, why don't I safeguard the ladder and only let you climb up to it? Just a thought.
Millson looks at the Guyanese Goliath in anger.
You think I hadn't thought of that? What do you take me for? An idiot? I don't want you there! I want to win the title on my own, and show the world that I am a future GHW Hall of Famer. Now get out of MY locker room, and let me rest up. I'll see you later.
Ryder looks at Millson quizzically, but leaves the locker room anyway, leaving Millson to put his hands over his face one more time.