Post by Caleb Newstead on Jul 8, 2009 22:26:28 GMT -4
(The scene opens inside Caleb Newstead's Canadian home. The sunlight is shining in through a window, and really making the place look warmer than it is. Newstead is sitting down in a black leather recliner, watching an episode of FFP Redemption. He's watching a match of Mike Grier...obviously one where he loses. Newstead is doing his usual scouting, even though he knows he doesn't need it. Caleb has always been confident...actually, a little too confident. But Mike Grier couldn't hold a candle to Caleb Newstead. Not inside the ring, or outside of it)
Caleb Newstead: So, Mr. Mike, you seem to be a little worked up. I'm glad. I want you to bring your all. I want you to bring your all Friday night at Redemption, so that when I finally shut you up, and make you realize how much better I am of you, you'll finally figure it out. You see, this isn't a victory that I'll be proud of. This isn't a victory I'll walk around backstage and celebrate over. Why you ask? I think you know Mike...I think you know.
(Caleb leans into the camera, and winks a big, obviously, obnoxious wink, then smiles.)
Caleb Newstead: But, you've never been one to get these fun little hints, so I'll just spell it out for you. You are no good. You are actually quite terrible. So to come backstage, and celebrate my victory over you, would bring me down, like I was lucky to have beaten trash like you. And Mike...trust me...I am not trash, like you. I'm Caleb Newstead. I, am Simply the Best. I created Simply the Best, and I will always be Simply the Best. Meanwhile, you...are just simply, a loser. Straight and simple. I've seen you in FFP since the very beginning, when you first showed up, and it seemed the best you could do was eat the catered meals that we get. That's it. So Mike, keep stuffing your face. Keep talking your trash. Because no matter what you do Mike, you'll always be, just simply, a loser.
(Caleb's cell phone rings as he finishes talking. He turns, and picks it up, glancing at the caller ID. The camera is quick to zoom in, and catches the name on the ID. It reads, 'DALE NEWSTEAD'. Caleb looks shocked, and looks back over at the camera.)
Caleb Newstead: What the hell is he calling for...
(Caleb now picks up the phone, looking a little scared, and a little shocked at the sudden call. We aren't sure who Dale Newstead is, but obviously, it's some kind of relation.)
Caleb Newstead: Hello...dad...
Caleb Newstead: So, Mr. Mike, you seem to be a little worked up. I'm glad. I want you to bring your all. I want you to bring your all Friday night at Redemption, so that when I finally shut you up, and make you realize how much better I am of you, you'll finally figure it out. You see, this isn't a victory that I'll be proud of. This isn't a victory I'll walk around backstage and celebrate over. Why you ask? I think you know Mike...I think you know.
(Caleb leans into the camera, and winks a big, obviously, obnoxious wink, then smiles.)
Caleb Newstead: But, you've never been one to get these fun little hints, so I'll just spell it out for you. You are no good. You are actually quite terrible. So to come backstage, and celebrate my victory over you, would bring me down, like I was lucky to have beaten trash like you. And Mike...trust me...I am not trash, like you. I'm Caleb Newstead. I, am Simply the Best. I created Simply the Best, and I will always be Simply the Best. Meanwhile, you...are just simply, a loser. Straight and simple. I've seen you in FFP since the very beginning, when you first showed up, and it seemed the best you could do was eat the catered meals that we get. That's it. So Mike, keep stuffing your face. Keep talking your trash. Because no matter what you do Mike, you'll always be, just simply, a loser.
(Caleb's cell phone rings as he finishes talking. He turns, and picks it up, glancing at the caller ID. The camera is quick to zoom in, and catches the name on the ID. It reads, 'DALE NEWSTEAD'. Caleb looks shocked, and looks back over at the camera.)
Caleb Newstead: What the hell is he calling for...
(Caleb now picks up the phone, looking a little scared, and a little shocked at the sudden call. We aren't sure who Dale Newstead is, but obviously, it's some kind of relation.)
Caleb Newstead: Hello...dad...
