Genesis?
Posted by: Team Extreme on 03/22/2003 at 21:22
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN’T GOING!?”
A long few seconds pass without any response. The black screen begins to come into focus and standing face to face is Bill Alfonso and Rob Van Dam. Fonzie is red in the face and looks like he actually wants to fight Van Dam.
Bill Alfonso: “ANSWER ME! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN’T GOING?!”
Rob Van Dam: “You heard me. I’m not going to Genesis. I don’t have a reason to be there.”
Bill Alfonso: “Listen, Rob. You have an obligation to the FTR, not to mention the fans to go to the PPV.”
Rob Van Dam: “I don’t even have a fucking match. I lost the World Heavyweight Championship so I won’t be in the main event. I even lost my rematch. I lost my tag team tournament match so I won’t even be in the fucking tournament. I haven’t even got an undercard match.”
Fonzie wipes his face in frustration and tries to calm himself before continuing.
Bill Alfonso: “Snap the hell out of it, Rob. You lost some matches, you’ve had a rough few months. I get it, I understand that, I’m living it with you. I’ve been by your side since the beginning and I feel your pain. You’ve got to get over this funk and the only way to do it is get in the ring with someone and work out the kinks. Let’s get you a match with some jobber. Hell, lets get you a singles match with Savio Vega and a tag team match with the Bushwhackers. You can work out your kinks and Sabu can get some work in too. He’s going stir crazy.”
RVD walks away from Fonzie and starts to pace around the room. The camera pans out and shows they are in Fonzie’s home – not that far from Pontiac – the site of the PPV.
Rob Van Dam: “You think I need to wrestle the Bushwhackers to get the kinks out? You think I have to resort to wrestling a jobber to get myself back to top form?”
Bill Alfonso: “I’m just trying to help. You need to get back to yourself.”
There is some rumbling off camera. Van Dam turns to see what the commotion was, as does the camera. Sabu is coming down the staircase with luggage under his arms and rolling down the stairs in front of him. Sabu looks ready to snap, he opens the front door and grunts at Fonzie and RVD.
Rob Van Dam: “You too? Mind your own business.”
Sabu grunts and kicks the luggage out the front door. Sabu stalks towards Van Dam who doesn’t seem phased at all. Sabu grabs RVD by the shirt and pulls him towards the door. Van Dam slaps Sabu’s arm away only to get a right hand for his efforts! Van Dam hits the ground hard and Sabu doesn’t stop there – he’s on top of RVD like white on rice. Fonzie is shocked and fumbles for his trust whistle.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
It doesn’t help at all, RVD begins to fight back and the two are rolling around fighting for positioning. RVD flips Sabu off him – they both get to their feet quickly. Van Dam rushes and tackles Sabu and they crash into a curio shattering the wood all over the place. Van Dam picks up a piece of the debris and smashes it into Sabu’s head but that doesn’t slow him down. Sabu kicks Van Dam off and again they both spring to their feet. Sabu charges Van Dam with a tackle and the two crash through the living room window and out into the bushes outside.
Bill Alfonso: “At least they aren’t inside breaking my stuff…..”
Meanwhile, Team Extreme is still beating the hell out of each other outside. Sabu gets to his feet and climbs onto the porch. Somersault flip from the porch onto Van Dam! Sabu pulls Van Dam to his feet and whips him into the mailbox sending shards of mailbox and the post going all directions.
Bill Alfonso: “Oh well, at least I didn’t replace that with the brick one already.”
Sabu mounts Van Dam and begins to bash the battered mailbox into his skull. After a half dozen brutal shots Sabu stops and leans in close to Van Dam. Both men panting heavily but still with plenty of fight in the both of them. Van Dam pulls his arms away from his face and attempts to catch his breath to say something.
