Post by c-scope on Sept 5, 2016 17:45:23 GMT -5
RIP TREVOR WOLF
In a nearly empty grave yard, riddled with old, grey, worn, tombstones stands one man, one casket, and one easel holding a large photo. The man is Lenny Belle, the casket is empty, and the photo is of the man that should be in it, the 20 year old WFWF superstar Trevor Wolf.
Lenny: What the hell happened Trev?
He stands over the casket glancing over at the photo of Wolf as if expecting an answer, he knows he won’t get one, and he knows his friend is gone. As Lenny looks at the photograph a tear rolls down his cheek and falls on top of the brown casket. A men walks up to Lenny and stands next to him.
Dave: What a shame.
Lenny: what the hell do you want?
Dave: Just came to pay my respects.
Lenny: Bullsh*t, if you had any respect for Trev you wouldn’t’ve screwed him over.
Dave: No disrespect, the kid just didn’t have it.
Lenny: That’s a damn lie and we both know it.
Dave: He was a good little side show wasn’t he?
Lenny: Either have a conversation with me Baxter or get the f*ck out of here.
Dave: Just because your favorite circus act isn’t around any more doent mean you’ve got to be a jack ass Bellle.
Lenny: Go to hell.
Dave: that’s no way to talk to your boss.
Lenny: do I look like I give a damn?
Dave: Keep it up boy and ill fire your ass.
Lenny: (turning to face Dave) Do it, I f*cking dare you.
Dave: Someone still holding a grudge I see?
Lenny: Wolf was the best wrestler you ever hired and you know it.
Dave: Then why couldn’t he hold his own with the big dogs inWFWF?
Lenny: A few matches don’t make a career Dave. If you hadn’t screwed him you could’ve owned one of the top companies on the planet, instead you screwed him, you screwed e very wrestler you had, and you screwed yourself Dave.
Dave: That kid was nothing and he became nothing.
Lenny: Then why is it that he dominated every independent company he went to after yours and got signed by WFWF, something no body else you ever hired did.
Dave: Well…
Lenny: You cant respond to me because you know im right.
Dave: No you’re not.
Lenny: I quit.
Dave: What?
Lenny then throws a punch into Daves face knocking him to the ground covering Daves suit in grass and dirt.
Dave: Ill sue you! I will own you Belle!
Lenny: That’s going to be hard when you’re six feet under.
Dave: Wha-what?
Lenny: They couldn’t find Trev, somebodies needs to go in that casket.
Lenny then continues attacking Dave busting open his forehead and knocking him unconscious. Lenny then lifts Dave up, opens the casket and throws him inside, he lowers the casket himself, grabs a shovel and buries the casket.
Lenny: Its over Trevor, It over, if only you were here to see it.
Lenny walks away from the casket and walks to his truck gets in and looks at the wallet sized photo of Trevor Wolf at age 17 holding his son Scott Belle that is pinned to his dash board.
Lenny: You were going to be big kid, you would’ve beat O’deeves, I know it. You were a good wrestler and a great man, Thank you Trev. Rest in peace brother.
In a nearly empty grave yard, riddled with old, grey, worn, tombstones stands one man, one casket, and one easel holding a large photo. The man is Lenny Belle, the casket is empty, and the photo is of the man that should be in it, the 20 year old WFWF superstar Trevor Wolf.
Lenny: What the hell happened Trev?
He stands over the casket glancing over at the photo of Wolf as if expecting an answer, he knows he won’t get one, and he knows his friend is gone. As Lenny looks at the photograph a tear rolls down his cheek and falls on top of the brown casket. A men walks up to Lenny and stands next to him.
Dave: What a shame.
Lenny: what the hell do you want?
Dave: Just came to pay my respects.
Lenny: Bullsh*t, if you had any respect for Trev you wouldn’t’ve screwed him over.
Dave: No disrespect, the kid just didn’t have it.
Lenny: That’s a damn lie and we both know it.
Dave: He was a good little side show wasn’t he?
Lenny: Either have a conversation with me Baxter or get the f*ck out of here.
Dave: Just because your favorite circus act isn’t around any more doent mean you’ve got to be a jack ass Bellle.
Lenny: Go to hell.
Dave: that’s no way to talk to your boss.
Lenny: do I look like I give a damn?
Dave: Keep it up boy and ill fire your ass.
Lenny: (turning to face Dave) Do it, I f*cking dare you.
Dave: Someone still holding a grudge I see?
Lenny: Wolf was the best wrestler you ever hired and you know it.
Dave: Then why couldn’t he hold his own with the big dogs inWFWF?
Lenny: A few matches don’t make a career Dave. If you hadn’t screwed him you could’ve owned one of the top companies on the planet, instead you screwed him, you screwed e very wrestler you had, and you screwed yourself Dave.
Dave: That kid was nothing and he became nothing.
Lenny: Then why is it that he dominated every independent company he went to after yours and got signed by WFWF, something no body else you ever hired did.
Dave: Well…
Lenny: You cant respond to me because you know im right.
Dave: No you’re not.
Lenny: I quit.
Dave: What?
Lenny then throws a punch into Daves face knocking him to the ground covering Daves suit in grass and dirt.
Dave: Ill sue you! I will own you Belle!
Lenny: That’s going to be hard when you’re six feet under.
Dave: Wha-what?
Lenny: They couldn’t find Trev, somebodies needs to go in that casket.
Lenny then continues attacking Dave busting open his forehead and knocking him unconscious. Lenny then lifts Dave up, opens the casket and throws him inside, he lowers the casket himself, grabs a shovel and buries the casket.
Lenny: Its over Trevor, It over, if only you were here to see it.
Lenny walks away from the casket and walks to his truck gets in and looks at the wallet sized photo of Trevor Wolf at age 17 holding his son Scott Belle that is pinned to his dash board.
Lenny: You were going to be big kid, you would’ve beat O’deeves, I know it. You were a good wrestler and a great man, Thank you Trev. Rest in peace brother.