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Bets, Booze and Big Lunches!; Here goes nothing!
Topic Started: Jan 24 2010, 10:19 PM (66 Views)
StreetShark
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Things happen. Things happen that define a person. For the Street Shark, he has become a person that has come oh so close in the past, and has never got to the dizzy heights that people thought he would reach. How about this for a way to prove his worth? A gauntlet match for the Paramount Championship. Six stars of the ring, and the belt could go to any one of them! A very interesting match in the making!

Saturday, January 23rd 2010. 11:22am – Main Street, Rutherglen, Just Outside Glasgow.

The scene opens up on the busy main stretch of road in the small town of Rutherglen. Scotland’s first Royal Burgh. The street is bustling with locals and visitors entering and leaving the local shops and bars. One man on the far side of the road is recognisable. We see it is Paul Sharkey, long suffering baby brother of Street Shark. He opens a shop door and walks in. It is the local Ladbrokes bookmakers. He looks around the shop and makes his way to the reception.

Cashier: Can I help you, sir?

Paul: Yeah, I’m just wondering if you’re taking bets on the CWF Wrestling on Tuesday.

Cashier: We are indeed, sir! We’re taking bets on all matches. Which match are you interested in?

Paul: The gauntlet match, I want odds on the gauntlet match, please. Who’s currently the favourite?

Cashier: Hold on a second and I’ll look it up for you, sir!

The cashier consults his computer screen and after a few moments, he comes up with the information.

Cashier: The current favourite is Dan Highlander. He has odds of Eleven to Ten.

Paul: Wonderful. What odds are we getting on Street Shark to win?

Cashier: A single bet on Street Shark winning the Paramount Championship has odds of Six to One.

Paul: Six to One? Didn’t think he would be that much of a long shot!

Cashier: It’s due to his current form. It’s been a while since he won a match of notable interest. Plus the fact, last time he faced Highlander in singles competition, he lost! He’s currently third favourite behind Highlander and Colton Mace. Mace has had a lot of interest in betting circles recently because he’s still a bit of an unknown quantity. People think he might spring a big upset!

Paul: I see. Well I want to put fifteen thousand pounds on Street Shark winning the match.

Cashier: Fifteen thousand pounds? Are you sure about that, sir?

Paul: I have faith in him! What will I get back if he wins?

Cashier: One hundred and five thousand pounds. Ninety thousand in winnings plus your stake.

Paul: Make it so. There’s plenty I could do with a hundred grand!

Cashier: That’ll be fifteen thousand pounds, please!

Paul writes a cheque for the cashier and receives his receipt. He exits the betting shop and makes a beeline for the nearest pub. He opens the door to the pub and walks in. The walls are covered with Celtic memorabilia and photos. He walks over towards a seat in the middle of the room where the mammoth Street Shark sits. He is drinking from a pint of cider as Paul sits down beside him.

Shark: Where did you go? I thought you had went to the bar!

Paul: Went to put a little bet on. I like to keep it interesting.

Shark: Who did you bet? I hope you bet Celtic to win tomorrow!

Paul: Er… yeah! Yeah I bet them to win!

Shark: I’ve already put my bet on for that match. Bet them to win, and I bet them to win 4-1. I also bet Rangers to draw 1-1. And just to be greedy, I put a double on. Celtic to win and Rangers to draw.

Paul: Very good! I don’t suppose we’ll be able to watch the Celtic match? We’ll be travelling by the time the match starts! It’ll give you something to look forward to when you get back home.

Shark: Yeah. I have confidence in my team!

Paul: How’s your confidence going into the Gauntlet?

Shark: Never felt more confident! I’ve been doing a lot of studying and thinking over the past few days and I think I’ve got every single one of their cards marked. They won’t realise the damage I can do to them when I make my entry. I’ll know how to take on each one of them.

Paul: I’m really liking this new found confidence you have!

Shark: I think I’ve finally realised that this is my time. I’m no longer going to be the man that nearly done it! I’m going to be the man that did it! The man that beat off the challenge of 5 other stars to become the CWF paramount champion! I’ve been around longer than all 5 of my opponents. I’ve done more in my career than any of them! And now I’m going to win one if the biggest matches of my career and prove to the world that I should be feared. I’ll show everyone that I should be respected. I’ll prove to the world that I am more than just the Street Shark. I am the biggest, baddest, best in the business, CWF Paramount Champion! It’s time someone brought Dan Highlander’s reign to an end. He has held the title for 2 months. Granted, he deserved to win the title, but he did not deserve to hold on to it for so long! Last time we met, he was Paramount Champion. I was told it was a non-title match. After it was all said and done, he beat me fair and square. Had it been a title match, I think I may have had the advantage. I would have had something worth fighting for. Because Rish said it was non title, my head went down. I didn’t care as much as I should have. I care now! God help anyone who stands in my way!

Paul: I have faith in your ability. If anyone’s going to take the title off Highlander, it deserves to be you! You have the ability, you have the desire and come Tuesday, you’ll have the Paramount Title!

Shark: Sounds good to me! When we get home, I’m going to take us out to one of Scotland’s finest restaurants for a meal! The least I can do for my supportive baby brother.

Street Shark gets up and heads for the little boys room. As soon as the door closes, Paul speaks.

Paul: I’ll be paying for it if you win, brother! Least I can do with my hundred grand’s worth of winnings! Probably best I keep that to myself for now!

Paul takes a sip of his Guinness as the scene fades.

Sunday, January 24th 2009. 2:27pm – Glasgow International Airport.

The scene reopens in the departure lounge of Glasgow Airport. Shark and Paul are sitting in one of the Airport’s restaurants enjoying a late lunch. They are discussing strategy.

Shark: Colton Mace doesn’t even frighten me! He is nobody! He’ll turn up, get beaten down, then leave again! Same goes for Mr. Re! I’d be surprised if he lasted five minutes!

Paul: It’s the other people that you need to worry about!

Shark: Abigail? Worry about Abigail? Don’t make me laugh! I’ll just tell her she’s ran out of dope and she’ll go running to the back to see if I was telling the truth! And Chris Xtreme? He doesn’t worry me either! I’m not too sure what he’s expecting to do in this match. I’d say a personal victory for him would be leaving the ring with all his teeth! Highlander concerns me. He’s become one of the top guys on the roster. I can safely say it’ll be either him or me that leaves California with the Paramount title! I’m confident it’ll be me though!

Paul: Of course it will be! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the toilet. Back soon.

Paul makes his way out between two tables, accidentally hitting the chair containing his jacket. As he walks away, a piece of paper falls from his pocket. Shark notices and picks it up. He unfolds it and begins to read it. It has the word Ladbrokes at the top of it.

Shark: Well now, what have we here? Street Shark to win the Paramount Championship at Genesis. That’s a fair bet I suppose! Wait… FIFTEEN THOUSAND QUID?!? What the fuck was he thinking? He’s gone nuts! He can’t know that I know! What pocket was this in…

Shark replaces the receipt in Paul’s jacket. Moments later, Paul reappears.

Paul: You alright big man? You look a little bit pale!

Shark: Never better, man! Just thinking of where I could take you for dinner when I win the Paramount Title! Plenty of good restaurants in Glasgow!

Paul: I’m sure wherever you choose will be great! I trust your judgement.

Shark: I’m glad to hear it! Anyway, we’d better get this food down us and go find which gate we’re leaving from! This is it, brother! The biggest journey we’ll ever make!

Paul: You got that right, big man! Destiny awaits!

The boys finish off their lunches as the scene fades to black.
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Street Shark: One third of the famous Scottish Bastard Trio.

Former CWF Paramount Champion

The Gargantuan Glaswegian
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