Chasing the Dream
May 28, 2016 17:14:57 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2016 17:14:57 GMT -6
SUNDAY NIGHT
Chase Jackson slides up his black athletic shorts to his waist and pulls the string tight. He zips up his bag and stands on his feet and lets out a deep breath. The expression is he did it. He won a match, in a real promotion company, on television, in a tournament for a World title, against two other great competitors. He didn't exactly beat both competitors but he knows getting the pin fall was the most important part of the match and he did just that. Seth is so happy and putting his digital camera in his Walmart backpack and jumping out of his own skin in pure excitement. The two high five. The two awkardly hug. They high five again and hug one more time. It's weird. Avery comes into the locker room as UCI's Overload is just finishing up. You can still hear the thousands in the warehouse cheering during the main event in the background. Avery hands over a white folded envelope.
Avery: Here it is, boys.
Chase: What is it?!
Avery: Open it, fool.
Jackson unfolds the envelope and opens it to find a nice wad of cash.
Chase: HOLY DUDEERRR
Avery: It's five hundred dollars, brother. You deserved it!
Seth: Holy shit. That's for winning?
Avery: Yup. Your next match will be announced later tonight on their website, they said they would email Seth, and we can get out of here. Next week is slightly more money if you win, not to mention you'd be in the final four of this tournament, man. You're doing great!
Chase: Holy. Duder. I don't even know what to do?
Avery: Spend it however you want! Let's roll though.
Chase: How much goes to you?
Avery: Don't worry about it. We'll talk about my percentage in a few weeks. Lets get you on your feet first.
Jackson and Seth hug Avery out of pure joy.
Avery: Ok, ok, let's get out of here before anyone see us doing homosexual shit in a locker room.
The three of them head out of the warehouse and take the 2 mile walk back to Averys Wrestling Gym in downtown Chicago. A Sunday night of success for these boys. Years of hard work, years of struggling, years of working inside a ring turned out to be just fine when Chase Jackson pinned Rai in the ring to advance into the elite 8 of the UCI's World Championship tournament.
TUESDAY NIGHT
Chase is sitting at an old looking table in the Chinese restaurant directly under his shitty studio apartment. Chase is forking his noodles and slurping that shit up like he hasn't ate a decent meal in years. Another Chinese man seems to be sitting in a corner to his right by himself. Other than a few awkward nods and smiles the two don't talk. Chase keeps eating as his best friend and manager Seth comes through the backdoor with a broom. He walks from the kitchen into the room with the tables and begins to sweep.
Seth: Bro, I don't know why they think I speak in Chinese. I never have any idea what they're talking about.
Chase: Jobs a job though, right?
Seth: I get that but bro he talks to me for like twenty minutes and I have no idea what he's saying. And I don't know why we couldn't go to a real diner and get real food.
Chase: Because we need to save the money, duder. We can't just blow it all the second we get it. This is a career, remember? This isn't for fun. This isn't just a sport. This is going to be our lives so we need to do it right.
Seth: Whatever, man, by the way I think I'm going to talk to them about paying me. I'm tired of working here for a few hours just for some food.
Chase: We don't make money to buy real food, duder. Don't screw it up. That's all I'm saying.
Just as Seth sweeps some of the floor into a nice tidy pile the Chinese owner of Ka Pow Pow Ling's Chinese Cuisine named Pow Ling comes through the kitchen door with a bloody apron and begins speaking in a loud volume to Seth.
Ling: 嘿!我累了，你偷了所有的老鼠吃他们！没有更多的偷老鼠！
Seth: I have no idea what you're saying! I only know English, Ling!
Ling: 你扫脏呢！你不能干净吧！你偷老鼠，吃起来并没有更多的偷老鼠！
Seth: I don't know... what you're saying..
Seth then mumbles under his breath.
Seth: Why da fuck is he lookin' at me.
Ling isn't taken an eye off of Seth from across the small diner. Chase is trying to hold his food in and not bust up laughing. Seth just awkwardly keeps sweeping a pile and bends down to get the dust pan. He sweeps into the dust pan and picks it up and finally responds to Ling.
Seth: WHAT? WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME?!
Ling: 没有更多的老鼠偷你鼠贼！
Seth: Ok, I give up.
Ling takes off back to the kitchen and Seth empties his dust pan into the trash can. Seth takes off back to the kitchen as well as Chase strikes up a small conversation with the Chinese man eating as well.
Chase: Hey, you know what he said? Can you translate it?
The man smiles and wipes his mouth with a napkin and then takes a sip from his water glass. He tries his best at clear English and states "he said your friend eat and steal rats. He no like your friend stealing and eating the rats." Chase busts up laughing and gets up from his table and takes his plate to the trash can. He waves at the Chinese man in a way of saying thanks and goes through the side door to head up the staircase to their shitty "apartment". As Chase sits down on a folding chair Seth comes through their "front" door as well and hangs up his apron on a tack in the wall. He opens their mini-fridge and pulls out a Pabst Blue Ribbon and pops the tab.
Chase: Ling said you steal and eat the rats.
Seth: What!? That old son of a bitch just makes shit up.
Chase: The guy was laughing and he told me that's what he said.
Seth: Fuck him, bro.
Chase: Just hang in there until we land on our feet. And quit stealing the rats.
Seth: I don't steal shit!
Seth takes a swig of his redneck can and sits down in an office chair and a shitty wooden table and opens up his laptop.
Chase: What you know about Kyle Cameron, duder?
Seth: Well, he's about six foot two hundred pounds and he blows inside the ring. He sucks. You have this in the bag. I'm not even sure how he got to the next round, to tell you straight up, he doesn't look like he's trained and he comes off as a douche bag. Look, check these photos out I found of him online.
The two scroll through some very douchey pics of Kyle Cameron.
Seth: From what I can find online hes from Los Angeles so you know, he probably eats organic tacos from a wagon and drinks coconut water.
Chase: Whatever the hell that is.
Seth: He looks really young.
Chase: I was just about to say that.
Seth: Yeah, he looks young and homeless but he's not trained in the ring. I can just tell. I think you got this, Chase. I think we're movin' to the final four.
Chase: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR.
Chase starts to jig while Seth stands up and dances like an embarassing white boy.
Chase/Seth: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR!
Seth: What's Chase doin'?
Chase: I'M FUCKIN' MOVIN'
Seth: WHERE YOU GONNA GO?
Chase: TO THE FINAL FO'!
Chase/Seth: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR!
We fade out as the two continue dancing and freestyle rapping in the shittiest white boy way.
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON
Chase is bumping in the ring at Avery's Wrestling Gym with Seth leaning against the ring apron playing on his cell phone. Chase is rolling around and taking flat bumps and then running the ropes. Chris is inside his office on his computer when his own cell phone rings. We can't exactly hear what he's saying but Chase continues running the ropes.
Seth: So how much you think you're getting paid for your win at Overload?
Chase: I got $500 for the last one, maybe it's like $800!
Seth: We can eat so much good food with that.
Chase: Or we could, you know, buy a couch and not sleep on bunk beds.
Seth:
I like the bunk beds.
Chase: Fuckin' disgusting, bro.
Seth: Haha! I'm kidding. I just want something that isn't Chinese.
Chris comes walking out of his office and greets the boys.
Seth: Hey what were you looking up on the computer? You got some more sign ups?
Avery: What are you a private detective? Quit stalking me.
Seth sulks and goes back to his cell phone. Chase is leaning on the ropes while Chris continues.
Avery: I was actually watching Kyle's match from Sunday Overload. He's good.
Seth: Bullshit.
Avery: Hmm?
Seth: I call bullshit. There is no way he can beat Chase! Chase is the Willy Wonka of Candy Bars, bro! Chase is the one hundred dollar tip on a fifteen dollar fast food order!
Avery: We're not doing that again.
Seth: He's the..
Avery: NO.
Seth gets shut down again.
Avery: I think he's dangerous and that's why he moved on to the next round. What's going on, Chase? Why do you believe he's so easy? You got one tournament win and you think you're Torture or Joey Flash? You think you're that good all of a sudden?
Chase: I only know who one of those names but I know I can beat this guy because he's a douchebag wanna-be from Los Angeles and doesn't have the training I have!
Avery: Okay. Fine. Let's go a few minutes, you and me. I'll be Kyle, and let's see how many times you beat me.
Chase: Will it be easy for you to play a douche?
Avery: Good one, Kevin Hart.
Seth slams the apron with excitement as Chris jumps to the apron and wipes off his feet before entering the ring. Chase backs himself into the corner and Seth sarcastically claims "DING DING." Chase and Avery tie up before Avery floats behind Chase and rolls him up holding the ropes. Avery yells. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Avery and Chase get to their feet quickly.
Chase: THATS CHEATING!
Seth: What the hell?!
Avery: Exactly! Kyle doesn't play fair. He's dangerous!
Chase: Oh, fuck that.
Chase runs at Avery but Avery ducks. Chase hits the turnbuckles chest first and Avery rolls him up again but this time throws his feet onto the ropes. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Chase rolls out and kicks the bottom rope before yelling.
Chase: HORSESHIT DUDER! THIS IS HORSESHIT.
Avery: HE IS DANGEROUS!
Chase runs at Avery again but Avery picks up Chase and hits a back breaker. Chase holds his back in pain and gets to his feet and when he turns around Chase is kicked in the dick. Chase goes to his knees in absolute pain. Avery grabs Chase and rolls him up for another pin. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Chase is still holding his nuts and rolls over to where Seth is now leaning into the ring grabbing his friend. Chris gets up and wipes the spit from his mouth and then lays down exactly what Chase needs to hear.
Avery: You think this is it!? I teach you for two years and you go win a match at UCI's Overload and you become the best?! Fuck no, brother! This is wrestling! You learn every damn day and you fight every damn day for every thing you can get! You think Kyle is an easy walk in the park? This isn't fun and games, boys! This is Pro Wrestling and I'll be damned if you come into these four corners and three ropes and shit all over the sport that has taught me everything.
Kyle is dangerous! Did you even watch the match that he won? He rolled the guy up! Probably held the tights! His opponent was caught off guard Chase and that's what makes him dangerous! You think UCI is employing shit-for-brains talent? You think pinning Rai means you should be World Champion? No no no, let me ask you this.. You think you defeated Aaron Miles on Sunday? Huh? I don't fucking hear you!
Chase and Seth just look into the fiery eyes of Chris Avery who is all but cutting one of his best promos while standing inside the ring. Avery wipes the spit off his lips again and continues.
Avery: You didn't! You pinned Rai while Miles was out of the ring! You won your match just like Kyle did and sure you did the next best thing and put the cover on Rai but Miles is a hell of a competitor inside that ring and you snuck one by so don't think for one second you can walk up and down the streets of Chicago like your some sort of king of swing big dick almighty! Not in this house! Not in Avery's Wrestling Gym, brother, because I'll kick your ass straight to the curb. Kyle will not play fair! Kyle will roll you up, will kick your dick, will spit on you while he's down for his own personal gain and not think twice about it! This is the real time, Chase. Wake the fuck up.
Did you even look at the card? Look where you are on the card, Chase. Do your self some fuckin' favors and help yourself out, or maybe your butt-buddy Seth can actually give you the correct information and not his dumb opinions! Aaron Miles is on the card after you! That's what UCI thinks of you, Chase. They think you're flash right now with no substance! You have to continue to prove yourself to them. We're not done, Chase, but if you want to act like this shit and throw your damn career away, go ahead but you won't do it in here. Seth, you better buck up brother because you're about done too. I know you're in here soaking up this knowledge too, SO USE IT THEN! Quit with the high school bullshit and get it together!
Avery steps through the ropes and jumps out of the ring.
Avery: I want you guys to sweep this entire gym and then mop it. I want you to wash the ring aprons too and wipe down the ropes and canvas. You boys better wake the fuck up because this is barely scratching the surface of what we can all achieve, especially you Chase, but you have to know how to harness your talent and be successful. Your shit attitude and listening to jackass over here isn't going to help you. Lock up when you're done and if you can fix your attitude and get back on the path we were on you can come back in the morning.
Avery walks out of the gym to the front door where a wild Ryan Daniels appears. Daniels and Avery leave the gym and head down the street for some lunch, or dinner, or whatever the fuck these two want to eat at this weird time. (3:29pm)
WEDNESDAY NIGHT
The two of them haven't really spoken since getting their asses handed to them via verbal beat down from trainer Chris Avery. Chase is laid out in his bed staring up at the bottom of the top bunk and notices Seth's feet barely hanging over the edge at the end. The right foot is moving a little curiously and Chase clears his throat. The foot stops. Chase adjusts his pillow and goes back to thought. One would think that perhaps he started to play with fire too soon. You see, Chase did good. Chase did great. He won his first true professional wrestling match at last Sunday's Overload event! The match advances him into the World Championship tournament. It started with over 2 dozen boys and girls but it's now down to the elite eight and the competition is no joke. He might be thinking he took his eyes off the prize too early, perhaps thought of all the money he was about to receive, the fans he was going to gain, and the big Gold belts he was about to own. But in this sport, like Avery has always said, you have to take it one match at a time and you're only as good as your last match. Maybe Chase is too young and immature? Maybe Seth isn't fit to be his manager? Maybe they're both in over their head? All valid questions that had to be running through his mind while he laid there trying anything to turn his brain off and just sleep the day away.
He isn't over his head. Seth is just fine as his manager and Chase isn't too young and immature. I believe he thinks if he were to give up and quit the training and just try to do things on his own, maybe with the help of Seth, that *THAT* would be immature. The right thing to do is apologize and grow up like Avery said. Kyle is dangerous in the ring. So he looks untrained? Well that just might be what sets him apart. Even one-hit wonders in MMA can land a punch that can knock you out. What if Chase goes to the well too many times? What if Chase takes a second to breathe in the corner? All opportunities for Kyle to roll him up or hit him with his violent DDT maneuver. This is what Chris was teaching, this is what Chase needs to realize and see at all times from any and all opponents. UCI didn't book him high on the card because they still don't believe. They still don't hashtag Embrace The Baby Face. Well, maybe it's time they do. I can tell looking at Chase he's thinking these thoughts and suddenly realizing what he has.. no.. what he needs to do to wake up. That's when he notices Seth's foot moving again hanging off the bed.
Chase: DUDER. Come on!
Seth replies "hmm? what?" acting half-asleep.
Chase: We said no doin' handi-work in the bedroom!
Seth: What? I'm not! I swear! I'm not frosting the maple bar!
Chase: Whatever.
Seth slowly tries to pull up his shorts without moving the bunk beds.
Seth: Aye bro. I'm sorry man. I was wrong. I got ahead of myself.
Chase: It's all good, duder.
Seth: Nah. I've been getting a pretty big ego out of your win last week and I think it was a tad bit contagious. You fed off of me and it was my fault. You never grew up with an ego, you never stopped fighting for the right side of issues and you always stuck up for me so I think I stick up for you. My bad, bro.
Chase: It's all good, Seth. We're going to Avery's Wrestling Gym tomorrow and we're going back to who we were. Who cares about how much money we get..
Seth: Exactly, the Chinese isn't that bad..
Chase: And who cares how famous we are.. we'll always have each other.
Seth: That's right and we'll always have Chris and Daniels.. ahemandtorture..
Chase: What was that?
Seth: Nothing. We just need to stick together and be a team and keep the positive attitudes! Good night bro.
Chase: Yeah.. goodnight duder.
SATURDAY MORNING
We see Chris Avery standing in front of his Wrestling Gym training center as maybe a half a dozen reporters and media stand in front of his small soap-box type podium. Avery is discussing the training center and what it's doing to keep kids off the street, how Ryan Daniels is teaching some of the younger High School kids pro wrestling and advice on life, and of course, how Chase Jackson is going to try his hardest and win at the second show for UCI's Overload this Sunday. Daniels, Seth and Chase are talking just inside the gym awaiting for Avery to call Chase' name so he can chat with the local media and UCI reporter as well.
Daniels: I'm glad you guys woke up out of that funk. I knew you would.
Chase: Thanks, sir.
Daniels: Keep the fire, Avery loves you guys, he knows what you're capable of and all he wants you to do is harness it and be the very best you can be.
Chase nods in thanks and Seth fixes Chase's suit jacket before he heads out. Chase turns and Avery announces "Chase Jackson, ladies and gentlemen!". Chase opens the door to the gym and heads out and stands on the podium after shaking Avery's hands. A few flashbulbs go off and Chase begins to speak.
Chase: This Sunday at Overload, I'm in an incredible opportunity to continue fighting for the UCI's World Heavyweight Championship. That big belt will be wrapped around the waist of someone who can survive, fight, entertain, and above all else deserve it with hard work and dedication. I believe I have all of these things and more. Avery has showed me that through his vigorous training you can be successful anywhere in life. Whether it's sweeping floors in a Chinese diner, hanging aprons on the side of the wrestling ring, or taking Kyle Cameron up in the air and dropping him on his head and picking up another win, I know I can do it thanks to this training.
I'm more than just about gettin' Jacked Up and spearing my opponents, I'm all about Embracing The Babyface and this Sunday, just a few miles from here, at Overload I'll try to continue my pursuit to greatness and get one step closer to becoming UCI's World Heavyweight Champion. I also know this isn't easy for the superstars who weren't pinned, or didn't tap out but still lost the match that's why I'll be the first winner in the tournament to honor Aaron Miles to a one on one match any time any where after the Tournament is over. I know he's a little rapey..
Slight chuckle from the reporters.
Chase: But he does deserve a match with me if he would like it. I'm not exactly the better man if I can't beat both of my opponents. Hell, if I'm World Champion, I'd like to give Aaron Miles a shot at it. I'll be a fighting Champion. I'll be everything Chicago has ever taught me to be and that brings me to Kyle Cameron. To me, personally, I think he's a little lost in life. Maybe he hasn't found his way. Maybe he's still doing some soul searching, but I'll tell you I'm as real as it gets. I wasn't born on the streets but I know a hard days work when I see one. I wasn't into drugs but I am fighting an addiction. The addiction is being inside that twenty by twenty ring and bouncing off those ropes and delivering one hell of a spear and that's what I'm going to do to Kyle.
This is just my opinion, but Kyle disrespects pro wrestling every time he sets into the ring. I don't believe he's trained and I'll try my best to expose him this Sunday. I've been wanting to do this my whole life and Kyle seems to be into it for the fame and fortune without any of the hard work but let me tell you this; there is no cutting corners in UCI. There is no getting around the most talented and best from the mid-west! I'm here for real and I'm still going to prove UCI wrong and show that I'm not just some upstart talent who had just enough training to eek out a win in his first match. I'm going to continue to be successful and I'll do it at every douchebags expense. Whether they look 15 or 45, whether they're from So-Cal or another country, I'm still going to be picking up wins and layin' out big names in UCI for years to come.
Chicago has done a lot for me. Avery has done a lot for me and I'm never going to forget that. What you're seeing now is just a small simple taste of what Chase Jackson is going to be and believe me, in UCI, I'm going to be everything they're looking for and much, much more! Kyle may have stole one last week at Overload, and I know some may see my match and thought I did the same thing but I know what I have and that's raw talent and what Kyle has is nothing that can match to me. He wants to play dirty? I'll be waiting. He wants to catch me off guard? It won't happen. Try rolling me up, duder, you'll have both arms broken before you can even submit. This isn't a game, this isn't a fun way to get famous. UCI is for the best, the talented, and the dedicated.
I'm all three. Hashtag Embrace The Baby Face! I'm Chase Jackson, and I'm chasing the dream and Kyle Cameron won't stop me. At Overload this Sunday get ready to see my name up in lights in the final four! Bet on it!
Chase smiles as the flash bulbs continue to go off and some of the media raise their hands to ask questions. Daniels and Seth give a thumbs up from inside the gym through the window to Avery who turns back and nods in approval. Avery turns back and notices Chase smiling even bigger like a true superstar. We fade out just 32 hours away from UCI's Overload where Chase Jackson goes one on one with Kyle Cameron.
Chase Jackson slides up his black athletic shorts to his waist and pulls the string tight. He zips up his bag and stands on his feet and lets out a deep breath. The expression is he did it. He won a match, in a real promotion company, on television, in a tournament for a World title, against two other great competitors. He didn't exactly beat both competitors but he knows getting the pin fall was the most important part of the match and he did just that. Seth is so happy and putting his digital camera in his Walmart backpack and jumping out of his own skin in pure excitement. The two high five. The two awkardly hug. They high five again and hug one more time. It's weird. Avery comes into the locker room as UCI's Overload is just finishing up. You can still hear the thousands in the warehouse cheering during the main event in the background. Avery hands over a white folded envelope.
Avery: Here it is, boys.
Chase: What is it?!
Avery: Open it, fool.
Jackson unfolds the envelope and opens it to find a nice wad of cash.
Chase: HOLY DUDEERRR
Avery: It's five hundred dollars, brother. You deserved it!
Seth: Holy shit. That's for winning?
Avery: Yup. Your next match will be announced later tonight on their website, they said they would email Seth, and we can get out of here. Next week is slightly more money if you win, not to mention you'd be in the final four of this tournament, man. You're doing great!
Chase: Holy. Duder. I don't even know what to do?
Avery: Spend it however you want! Let's roll though.
Chase: How much goes to you?
Avery: Don't worry about it. We'll talk about my percentage in a few weeks. Lets get you on your feet first.
Jackson and Seth hug Avery out of pure joy.
Avery: Ok, ok, let's get out of here before anyone see us doing homosexual shit in a locker room.
The three of them head out of the warehouse and take the 2 mile walk back to Averys Wrestling Gym in downtown Chicago. A Sunday night of success for these boys. Years of hard work, years of struggling, years of working inside a ring turned out to be just fine when Chase Jackson pinned Rai in the ring to advance into the elite 8 of the UCI's World Championship tournament.
TUESDAY NIGHT
Chase is sitting at an old looking table in the Chinese restaurant directly under his shitty studio apartment. Chase is forking his noodles and slurping that shit up like he hasn't ate a decent meal in years. Another Chinese man seems to be sitting in a corner to his right by himself. Other than a few awkward nods and smiles the two don't talk. Chase keeps eating as his best friend and manager Seth comes through the backdoor with a broom. He walks from the kitchen into the room with the tables and begins to sweep.
Seth: Bro, I don't know why they think I speak in Chinese. I never have any idea what they're talking about.
Chase: Jobs a job though, right?
Seth: I get that but bro he talks to me for like twenty minutes and I have no idea what he's saying. And I don't know why we couldn't go to a real diner and get real food.
Chase: Because we need to save the money, duder. We can't just blow it all the second we get it. This is a career, remember? This isn't for fun. This isn't just a sport. This is going to be our lives so we need to do it right.
Seth: Whatever, man, by the way I think I'm going to talk to them about paying me. I'm tired of working here for a few hours just for some food.
Chase: We don't make money to buy real food, duder. Don't screw it up. That's all I'm saying.
Just as Seth sweeps some of the floor into a nice tidy pile the Chinese owner of Ka Pow Pow Ling's Chinese Cuisine named Pow Ling comes through the kitchen door with a bloody apron and begins speaking in a loud volume to Seth.
Ling: 嘿!我累了，你偷了所有的老鼠吃他们！没有更多的偷老鼠！
Seth: I have no idea what you're saying! I only know English, Ling!
Ling: 你扫脏呢！你不能干净吧！你偷老鼠，吃起来并没有更多的偷老鼠！
Seth: I don't know... what you're saying..
Seth then mumbles under his breath.
Seth: Why da fuck is he lookin' at me.
Ling isn't taken an eye off of Seth from across the small diner. Chase is trying to hold his food in and not bust up laughing. Seth just awkwardly keeps sweeping a pile and bends down to get the dust pan. He sweeps into the dust pan and picks it up and finally responds to Ling.
Seth: WHAT? WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME?!
Ling: 没有更多的老鼠偷你鼠贼！
Seth: Ok, I give up.
Ling takes off back to the kitchen and Seth empties his dust pan into the trash can. Seth takes off back to the kitchen as well as Chase strikes up a small conversation with the Chinese man eating as well.
Chase: Hey, you know what he said? Can you translate it?
The man smiles and wipes his mouth with a napkin and then takes a sip from his water glass. He tries his best at clear English and states "he said your friend eat and steal rats. He no like your friend stealing and eating the rats." Chase busts up laughing and gets up from his table and takes his plate to the trash can. He waves at the Chinese man in a way of saying thanks and goes through the side door to head up the staircase to their shitty "apartment". As Chase sits down on a folding chair Seth comes through their "front" door as well and hangs up his apron on a tack in the wall. He opens their mini-fridge and pulls out a Pabst Blue Ribbon and pops the tab.
Chase: Ling said you steal and eat the rats.
Seth: What!? That old son of a bitch just makes shit up.
Chase: The guy was laughing and he told me that's what he said.
Seth: Fuck him, bro.
Chase: Just hang in there until we land on our feet. And quit stealing the rats.
Seth: I don't steal shit!
Seth takes a swig of his redneck can and sits down in an office chair and a shitty wooden table and opens up his laptop.
Chase: What you know about Kyle Cameron, duder?
Seth: Well, he's about six foot two hundred pounds and he blows inside the ring. He sucks. You have this in the bag. I'm not even sure how he got to the next round, to tell you straight up, he doesn't look like he's trained and he comes off as a douche bag. Look, check these photos out I found of him online.
The two scroll through some very douchey pics of Kyle Cameron.
Seth: From what I can find online hes from Los Angeles so you know, he probably eats organic tacos from a wagon and drinks coconut water.
Chase: Whatever the hell that is.
Seth: He looks really young.
Chase: I was just about to say that.
Seth: Yeah, he looks young and homeless but he's not trained in the ring. I can just tell. I think you got this, Chase. I think we're movin' to the final four.
Chase: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR.
Chase starts to jig while Seth stands up and dances like an embarassing white boy.
Chase/Seth: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR!
Seth: What's Chase doin'?
Chase: I'M FUCKIN' MOVIN'
Seth: WHERE YOU GONNA GO?
Chase: TO THE FINAL FO'!
Chase/Seth: MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR! MOVIN' TO THE FINAL FOUR!
We fade out as the two continue dancing and freestyle rapping in the shittiest white boy way.
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON
Chase is bumping in the ring at Avery's Wrestling Gym with Seth leaning against the ring apron playing on his cell phone. Chase is rolling around and taking flat bumps and then running the ropes. Chris is inside his office on his computer when his own cell phone rings. We can't exactly hear what he's saying but Chase continues running the ropes.
Seth: So how much you think you're getting paid for your win at Overload?
Chase: I got $500 for the last one, maybe it's like $800!
Seth: We can eat so much good food with that.
Chase: Or we could, you know, buy a couch and not sleep on bunk beds.
Seth:
I like the bunk beds.Chase: Fuckin' disgusting, bro.
Seth: Haha! I'm kidding. I just want something that isn't Chinese.
Chris comes walking out of his office and greets the boys.
Seth: Hey what were you looking up on the computer? You got some more sign ups?
Avery: What are you a private detective? Quit stalking me.
Seth sulks and goes back to his cell phone. Chase is leaning on the ropes while Chris continues.
Avery: I was actually watching Kyle's match from Sunday Overload. He's good.
Seth: Bullshit.
Avery: Hmm?
Seth: I call bullshit. There is no way he can beat Chase! Chase is the Willy Wonka of Candy Bars, bro! Chase is the one hundred dollar tip on a fifteen dollar fast food order!
Avery: We're not doing that again.
Seth: He's the..
Avery: NO.
Seth gets shut down again.
Avery: I think he's dangerous and that's why he moved on to the next round. What's going on, Chase? Why do you believe he's so easy? You got one tournament win and you think you're Torture or Joey Flash? You think you're that good all of a sudden?
Chase: I only know who one of those names but I know I can beat this guy because he's a douchebag wanna-be from Los Angeles and doesn't have the training I have!
Avery: Okay. Fine. Let's go a few minutes, you and me. I'll be Kyle, and let's see how many times you beat me.
Chase: Will it be easy for you to play a douche?
Avery: Good one, Kevin Hart.
Seth slams the apron with excitement as Chris jumps to the apron and wipes off his feet before entering the ring. Chase backs himself into the corner and Seth sarcastically claims "DING DING." Chase and Avery tie up before Avery floats behind Chase and rolls him up holding the ropes. Avery yells. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Avery and Chase get to their feet quickly.
Chase: THATS CHEATING!
Seth: What the hell?!
Avery: Exactly! Kyle doesn't play fair. He's dangerous!
Chase: Oh, fuck that.
Chase runs at Avery but Avery ducks. Chase hits the turnbuckles chest first and Avery rolls him up again but this time throws his feet onto the ropes. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Chase rolls out and kicks the bottom rope before yelling.
Chase: HORSESHIT DUDER! THIS IS HORSESHIT.
Avery: HE IS DANGEROUS!
Chase runs at Avery again but Avery picks up Chase and hits a back breaker. Chase holds his back in pain and gets to his feet and when he turns around Chase is kicked in the dick. Chase goes to his knees in absolute pain. Avery grabs Chase and rolls him up for another pin. "ONE. TWO. THREE." Chase is still holding his nuts and rolls over to where Seth is now leaning into the ring grabbing his friend. Chris gets up and wipes the spit from his mouth and then lays down exactly what Chase needs to hear.
Avery: You think this is it!? I teach you for two years and you go win a match at UCI's Overload and you become the best?! Fuck no, brother! This is wrestling! You learn every damn day and you fight every damn day for every thing you can get! You think Kyle is an easy walk in the park? This isn't fun and games, boys! This is Pro Wrestling and I'll be damned if you come into these four corners and three ropes and shit all over the sport that has taught me everything.
Kyle is dangerous! Did you even watch the match that he won? He rolled the guy up! Probably held the tights! His opponent was caught off guard Chase and that's what makes him dangerous! You think UCI is employing shit-for-brains talent? You think pinning Rai means you should be World Champion? No no no, let me ask you this.. You think you defeated Aaron Miles on Sunday? Huh? I don't fucking hear you!
Chase and Seth just look into the fiery eyes of Chris Avery who is all but cutting one of his best promos while standing inside the ring. Avery wipes the spit off his lips again and continues.
Avery: You didn't! You pinned Rai while Miles was out of the ring! You won your match just like Kyle did and sure you did the next best thing and put the cover on Rai but Miles is a hell of a competitor inside that ring and you snuck one by so don't think for one second you can walk up and down the streets of Chicago like your some sort of king of swing big dick almighty! Not in this house! Not in Avery's Wrestling Gym, brother, because I'll kick your ass straight to the curb. Kyle will not play fair! Kyle will roll you up, will kick your dick, will spit on you while he's down for his own personal gain and not think twice about it! This is the real time, Chase. Wake the fuck up.
Did you even look at the card? Look where you are on the card, Chase. Do your self some fuckin' favors and help yourself out, or maybe your butt-buddy Seth can actually give you the correct information and not his dumb opinions! Aaron Miles is on the card after you! That's what UCI thinks of you, Chase. They think you're flash right now with no substance! You have to continue to prove yourself to them. We're not done, Chase, but if you want to act like this shit and throw your damn career away, go ahead but you won't do it in here. Seth, you better buck up brother because you're about done too. I know you're in here soaking up this knowledge too, SO USE IT THEN! Quit with the high school bullshit and get it together!
Avery steps through the ropes and jumps out of the ring.
Avery: I want you guys to sweep this entire gym and then mop it. I want you to wash the ring aprons too and wipe down the ropes and canvas. You boys better wake the fuck up because this is barely scratching the surface of what we can all achieve, especially you Chase, but you have to know how to harness your talent and be successful. Your shit attitude and listening to jackass over here isn't going to help you. Lock up when you're done and if you can fix your attitude and get back on the path we were on you can come back in the morning.
Avery walks out of the gym to the front door where a wild Ryan Daniels appears. Daniels and Avery leave the gym and head down the street for some lunch, or dinner, or whatever the fuck these two want to eat at this weird time. (3:29pm)
WEDNESDAY NIGHT
The two of them haven't really spoken since getting their asses handed to them via verbal beat down from trainer Chris Avery. Chase is laid out in his bed staring up at the bottom of the top bunk and notices Seth's feet barely hanging over the edge at the end. The right foot is moving a little curiously and Chase clears his throat. The foot stops. Chase adjusts his pillow and goes back to thought. One would think that perhaps he started to play with fire too soon. You see, Chase did good. Chase did great. He won his first true professional wrestling match at last Sunday's Overload event! The match advances him into the World Championship tournament. It started with over 2 dozen boys and girls but it's now down to the elite eight and the competition is no joke. He might be thinking he took his eyes off the prize too early, perhaps thought of all the money he was about to receive, the fans he was going to gain, and the big Gold belts he was about to own. But in this sport, like Avery has always said, you have to take it one match at a time and you're only as good as your last match. Maybe Chase is too young and immature? Maybe Seth isn't fit to be his manager? Maybe they're both in over their head? All valid questions that had to be running through his mind while he laid there trying anything to turn his brain off and just sleep the day away.
He isn't over his head. Seth is just fine as his manager and Chase isn't too young and immature. I believe he thinks if he were to give up and quit the training and just try to do things on his own, maybe with the help of Seth, that *THAT* would be immature. The right thing to do is apologize and grow up like Avery said. Kyle is dangerous in the ring. So he looks untrained? Well that just might be what sets him apart. Even one-hit wonders in MMA can land a punch that can knock you out. What if Chase goes to the well too many times? What if Chase takes a second to breathe in the corner? All opportunities for Kyle to roll him up or hit him with his violent DDT maneuver. This is what Chris was teaching, this is what Chase needs to realize and see at all times from any and all opponents. UCI didn't book him high on the card because they still don't believe. They still don't hashtag Embrace The Baby Face. Well, maybe it's time they do. I can tell looking at Chase he's thinking these thoughts and suddenly realizing what he has.. no.. what he needs to do to wake up. That's when he notices Seth's foot moving again hanging off the bed.
Chase: DUDER. Come on!
Seth replies "hmm? what?" acting half-asleep.
Chase: We said no doin' handi-work in the bedroom!
Seth: What? I'm not! I swear! I'm not frosting the maple bar!
Chase: Whatever.
Seth slowly tries to pull up his shorts without moving the bunk beds.
Seth: Aye bro. I'm sorry man. I was wrong. I got ahead of myself.
Chase: It's all good, duder.
Seth: Nah. I've been getting a pretty big ego out of your win last week and I think it was a tad bit contagious. You fed off of me and it was my fault. You never grew up with an ego, you never stopped fighting for the right side of issues and you always stuck up for me so I think I stick up for you. My bad, bro.
Chase: It's all good, Seth. We're going to Avery's Wrestling Gym tomorrow and we're going back to who we were. Who cares about how much money we get..
Seth: Exactly, the Chinese isn't that bad..
Chase: And who cares how famous we are.. we'll always have each other.
Seth: That's right and we'll always have Chris and Daniels.. ahemandtorture..
Chase: What was that?
Seth: Nothing. We just need to stick together and be a team and keep the positive attitudes! Good night bro.
Chase: Yeah.. goodnight duder.
SATURDAY MORNING
We see Chris Avery standing in front of his Wrestling Gym training center as maybe a half a dozen reporters and media stand in front of his small soap-box type podium. Avery is discussing the training center and what it's doing to keep kids off the street, how Ryan Daniels is teaching some of the younger High School kids pro wrestling and advice on life, and of course, how Chase Jackson is going to try his hardest and win at the second show for UCI's Overload this Sunday. Daniels, Seth and Chase are talking just inside the gym awaiting for Avery to call Chase' name so he can chat with the local media and UCI reporter as well.
Daniels: I'm glad you guys woke up out of that funk. I knew you would.
Chase: Thanks, sir.
Daniels: Keep the fire, Avery loves you guys, he knows what you're capable of and all he wants you to do is harness it and be the very best you can be.
Chase nods in thanks and Seth fixes Chase's suit jacket before he heads out. Chase turns and Avery announces "Chase Jackson, ladies and gentlemen!". Chase opens the door to the gym and heads out and stands on the podium after shaking Avery's hands. A few flashbulbs go off and Chase begins to speak.
Chase: This Sunday at Overload, I'm in an incredible opportunity to continue fighting for the UCI's World Heavyweight Championship. That big belt will be wrapped around the waist of someone who can survive, fight, entertain, and above all else deserve it with hard work and dedication. I believe I have all of these things and more. Avery has showed me that through his vigorous training you can be successful anywhere in life. Whether it's sweeping floors in a Chinese diner, hanging aprons on the side of the wrestling ring, or taking Kyle Cameron up in the air and dropping him on his head and picking up another win, I know I can do it thanks to this training.
I'm more than just about gettin' Jacked Up and spearing my opponents, I'm all about Embracing The Babyface and this Sunday, just a few miles from here, at Overload I'll try to continue my pursuit to greatness and get one step closer to becoming UCI's World Heavyweight Champion. I also know this isn't easy for the superstars who weren't pinned, or didn't tap out but still lost the match that's why I'll be the first winner in the tournament to honor Aaron Miles to a one on one match any time any where after the Tournament is over. I know he's a little rapey..
Slight chuckle from the reporters.
Chase: But he does deserve a match with me if he would like it. I'm not exactly the better man if I can't beat both of my opponents. Hell, if I'm World Champion, I'd like to give Aaron Miles a shot at it. I'll be a fighting Champion. I'll be everything Chicago has ever taught me to be and that brings me to Kyle Cameron. To me, personally, I think he's a little lost in life. Maybe he hasn't found his way. Maybe he's still doing some soul searching, but I'll tell you I'm as real as it gets. I wasn't born on the streets but I know a hard days work when I see one. I wasn't into drugs but I am fighting an addiction. The addiction is being inside that twenty by twenty ring and bouncing off those ropes and delivering one hell of a spear and that's what I'm going to do to Kyle.
This is just my opinion, but Kyle disrespects pro wrestling every time he sets into the ring. I don't believe he's trained and I'll try my best to expose him this Sunday. I've been wanting to do this my whole life and Kyle seems to be into it for the fame and fortune without any of the hard work but let me tell you this; there is no cutting corners in UCI. There is no getting around the most talented and best from the mid-west! I'm here for real and I'm still going to prove UCI wrong and show that I'm not just some upstart talent who had just enough training to eek out a win in his first match. I'm going to continue to be successful and I'll do it at every douchebags expense. Whether they look 15 or 45, whether they're from So-Cal or another country, I'm still going to be picking up wins and layin' out big names in UCI for years to come.
Chicago has done a lot for me. Avery has done a lot for me and I'm never going to forget that. What you're seeing now is just a small simple taste of what Chase Jackson is going to be and believe me, in UCI, I'm going to be everything they're looking for and much, much more! Kyle may have stole one last week at Overload, and I know some may see my match and thought I did the same thing but I know what I have and that's raw talent and what Kyle has is nothing that can match to me. He wants to play dirty? I'll be waiting. He wants to catch me off guard? It won't happen. Try rolling me up, duder, you'll have both arms broken before you can even submit. This isn't a game, this isn't a fun way to get famous. UCI is for the best, the talented, and the dedicated.
I'm all three. Hashtag Embrace The Baby Face! I'm Chase Jackson, and I'm chasing the dream and Kyle Cameron won't stop me. At Overload this Sunday get ready to see my name up in lights in the final four! Bet on it!
Chase smiles as the flash bulbs continue to go off and some of the media raise their hands to ask questions. Daniels and Seth give a thumbs up from inside the gym through the window to Avery who turns back and nods in approval. Avery turns back and notices Chase smiling even bigger like a true superstar. We fade out just 32 hours away from UCI's Overload where Chase Jackson goes one on one with Kyle Cameron.