Post by brooks on Apr 8, 2011 14:09:10 GMT -7
The camera sweeps over the crowd as a commercial ends showing the fans all sitting restlessly in their seats. Suddenly the lights begin dimming slowly until the entire arena is engulfed in darkness. Random flashes from cameras go off as the fans try to catch some unseen movement. Then a guitar riff is heard over the P.A. and the fans get to their feet some recognizing the song as Rusted From The Rain.
By: Billy Talent
By: Billy Talent
I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
There's nothing left to salvage, no-one left to blame
Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain
The Following contest is sceduled for one fall! It is for the Charging Glory Championship Tournament. Entering first, he weighs in at two-hundred and forty pounds, he is a fromer EVPW Dragon's Rage Champion, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! BRIAN BROOOOOOKS!!!!!
The beat begins picking up and suddenly a man bursts out from the behind the curtain at the top of the entrance ramp and the fans all begin screaming as they recognize the former EVPW star, Brian Brooks who is wearing a pair of black baggy jeans, a tight black West 49 T-shirt, heavy black boots and a black straight brimmed baseball cap with the letter NY on it. He throws his fist into the air and the crowd gives another tumultuous round of applause as the beat of the song picks up.
Dissect me 'til my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'm nothing but a tin man, I don't feel any pain
I don't feel any pain, I'm rusted from the rain
Brian looks over the crowd and lowers his fist as he heads for the ring taking his sweet time to slap the hands of as many of the fans as he can. He reaches ring side after several long minutes and pauses looking over the crowd before rushing forward and sliding on his stomach, head first into the ring, before popping up to his feet. He stalls in the middle of the ring allowing the crowds roar to wash over him. He slowly walks to his corner and plants his butt on the second rope, showing no aggression, but only anxiety, as he waits for the bell.