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Greg Cherry vs. Jason Wheeler
Topic Started: Jul 13 2006, 12:46 PM (116 Views)
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The final stop before Rise to Greatness is tomorrow night on Breakdown and of all the people that I have to face, I have to go up against Jason Wheeler. This is just wonderful. Honestly, I don’t mind facing Wheeler and beating him again, it’s just that I wanted to direct all my attention and all my focus on Rise to Greatness and once again becoming the SCW Champion.

Instead, I have to put up with my undefeated streak in the month of July staying intact. That’s fine. I’m going to walk into Omaha and take down Jason Wheeler for the third time as I roll into Rise to Greatness. These next five days are very important to me and nothing is going to stop me from making the most of it.


Cherry: Hey Ash, are you ready for tomorrow?

Ashley: Yeah, let me get the costumes ready.

Cherry: How many of them are there?

Ashley: There’s at least five in here. I don’t know how many of them you’ll need.

Cherry: I’m going to need all of them. I mean, after all, who are we talking about here?

Ashley: You have a point.

Cherry: Besides, Mark told me that I was going to do some frequent costume changes today. He might have some clothes laid out for me already.

Ashley: I’m taking these just in case he needs them. What are you even doing anyway?

Cherry: He didn’t tell me what I was doing specifically. He was just like “get your best voiceover voice going”.

Ashley: Then why do you need costumes if you’re doing a voiceover?

Cherry: I’m not doing a voiceover, I don’t think. I’m probably doing a commercial that needs some strong dude talking.

Ashley: Do you have the voice for that?

Cherry: Trust me, babe. I have an awesome voiceover voice. I could do commercials spanning the globe and people around the world would all be saying the same thing…

Ashley: “Who is the dork doing those commercials?”

Cherry: Then everybody will say “Oh yeah, it’s that stupid kid Adam Riddick.”

Ashley: Pretty much.

Cherry: So, we have the costumes, do we need anything else?

Ashley: Well, we’re going to film our stuff at the same studio and then hopefully we catch a quick flight out to Omaha.

Cherry: We’ll have to, considering I have a match.

Ashley: You’re in the main event, though, so you don’t exactly have to be there early.

Cherry: I’d like to be there as soon as I can. I’m not going to speed through the commercial shoot tomorrow, though.

Ashley: See? This is what happens when you’re a perfectionist and don’t plan ahead.

Cherry: I can plan ahead…just not in the short term.

Ashley: Okay then, I’ll make a plan. We’re going to have go to sleep soon, because we’ll have to wake up early tomorrow.

Cherry: I got that part.

Ashley: Then, you’ll do your thing and then afterwards, we have to catch a plane to Omaha for Breakdown.

Cherry: That’s going to be one big giant ball of fun for me.

Ashley: Hey, the idea was yours to do all of this.

Cherry: I know and I should’ve remembered from all the other times I did these how much work it was for me.

Ashley: I figured that you’ve done it enough that you would have remembered. Let’s see, there was the court room drama, Jeopardy!, the Home Shopping Network parody…

Cherry: All three of those were good.

Ashley: There was the theatre skit…

Cherry: That one bombed like Gigli.

Ashley: What about Snakes on a Plane?

Cherry: That movie freakin’ rules. It’s not even out yet and it’s probably made about $300 million.

Ashley: Um…huh?

Cherry: That should be a skit that I should do.

Ashley: Don’t you hate snakes?

Cherry: Have you once detected heavy sarcasm in my voice yet?

Ashley: There are times where I can’t tell, but I figured that’s what it was.

Cherry: Speaking of planes, when are we going to come back?

Ashley: After Breakdown, we’re going to get on a plane and come right back the same night.

Cherry: I am going to be so worn out from the skit tomorrow, my match and then from jet lag.

Ashley: Aww, poor baby. Is there anything that I could do for you?

Cherry: At this point in time, you could get me something to drink.

Ashley (shakes head): You realize that I’m five and a half months pregnant and you still want me to do stuff.

Cherry: What’s your point?

Ashley (sighs): Never mind.

Cherry (smiles): I love you.

Ashley: Yeah, yeah…

Cherry: You know, that reminds me. I have a story about love.

You know, I’m not sure where we were for Breakdown last week, but if you ask me, I believe we were in Philadelphia. Do you wonder why I think that? Well, it seems as if there was brotherly love in the air. I don’t know what it is, but for some reason, Jason Wheeler felt as if he had to stick up for his poor pathetic shell of a brother in Adam Riddick. Motorcycle accident or not, you don’t have to make excuses for him, Jason. He’s your brother and after as many times as you’ve tried to beat some brains into the kid, it hasn’t worked, so leave well enough alone.

However, this match tomorrow night isn’t about Adam, it is about you trying to prove something to me. Yes, you heard me right. You, a former 4-time SCW Champion have to prove yourself to me. Why? Well, look at the facts. You have never beaten me and in the tag team match where we were teammates, I had to save you from sure defeat. Let’s face it, Jason. You aren’t the same man that you once were and something tells me that you won’t ever be that same man again. Tomorrow night, for the third time this year, you will fall pray to yours truly and you will realize that after you experience the Sensation, then your life will be the pits, and you’ll have to deal with it.


Ashley: Here’s your pop.

Cherry: Thank you.

Ashley: Is there anything else?

Cherry: Not for right now.

Ashley: In that case, I’m going to bed. I’m going to need some sleep before we do this shindig tomorrow.

Cherry: Did you just say shindig?

Ashley: Yes. Why?

Cherry: The 1990s called, they went their word back.

Ashley: My pillow and covers called, they want to sleep with me again.

Cherry: I swear, pillow is such a whore.

Ashley: What the hell?

Cherry: It makes sense when you’re more awake.

Ashley: I’ll laugh tomorrow. Goodnight.

Cherry: Goodnight, Ash.

My wife went to bed and I shortly followed. A long day including a commercial shoot, a couple plane trips and a wrestling match was ahead of me. People may think that I can’t wait for Sunday, but I honestly couldn’t wait until Monday where I would be able to take a break and relax a little bit. I freakin’ need the relaxation right now.

And…scene.
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Rise To Greatness... It is the reason superstars struggle and strive for excellence the whole year. They all crave a spot on the card for the biggest pay per view of the year. For me, I get the best match of the whole card. See, me, your humble narrator, stands in the main event spot for the SCW Title. I cannot say that I stand alone, nor can I say I won it by going the distance at Taking Hold of the Flame. No I am here because the real number one contender, one Adam Riddick, won the battle royale. Yeah... if he hadn’t won the battle royale, my victory over him and Dreklord would have been irrelevant. Suppose I should thank him really.... maybe after I show him that Greg Cherry isn’t the big threat to his SCW Title shot.

Greg Cherry had a victory over me before. As a matter of fact, he had two. I know I had beaten him, but it was early in his career so it did not truly matter. Cherry had discovered that he was actually pretty good at what he did, and the sky had been the limit ever since. Cherry had deserved his shot at the SCW Title. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong pay per view to take that title shot.

Let us skip the prologue and get down to the show.

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Act 1: A revelation and an offer

The cigarette wasn’t calming me down in the least. My addiction to smoking was not helping my state of mind regarding the Breakdown main event... much less what awaited me at Rise to Greatness.

Most people won’t understand why, but for me, the more people I have to worry about in a match, the harder it is. One on one, I can take anybody. One on one on one... Let’s say that I am more of a fifty fifty man. Put in more than three... well my track record is less than reputable (to say the least). Perhaps Rise to Greatness is the time to turn it all around. Then again, maybe the curse will continue its warpath.

I was on the 17th hole of Pine View Springs. The sky was dark and yet it was afternoon. It was going to rain, so I wanted to finish the game. I was shooting one under par, so I was content.

Dropping my cigarette, I gripped the 3 wood... Ok let us skip the boring stuff. Yes I nailed the ball over 200 yards. Yes, it landed in the rough. Yes, I had a ways to trek. I lit another one and took a look at my pack. I had 3 left. Took a few seconds to get the damn thing to light.

I walked along the green, breathing in the nicotine. I looked up at the sky. The anvil shaped clouds promised a storm that would rock us. The lightning was going to rip across the sky. The thunder would deafen us all. The rain would belt us from above. Rise to Greatness would do the exact same thing.

I couldn’t find the ball in the rough as I took another puff.

Greg Cherry... now he was an individual that would enjoy a good round of golf. Maybe I outta invite him onto the green. I was a premium member after all. Maybe we could catch a match after out match. Yeah right...

Being friends with Greg Cherry was as likely as Adam Riddick having a guilty conscience about what he did to Kassie... KASSIE?! CRAP!

I grabbed my cell phone and checked it. Missed eight calls. Kassie was going to have my head on a silver platter. That is if she wasn’t too busy screwing Keitaro. Still... at least she was enjoying herself.

The ringer went 8 times before the answering machine picked up.

“Hi... You have reached Kassie Khane. I am unable to take your call. Please leave your name and number and I will get back to you as soon as possible.”

“BEEP” went the machine.

Wheeler: Hi Kassie, it’s Jay. Listen, I am sorry I missed your call (clap of thunder) or calls rather. When you get this message, gimme a call. Talk to you later.

Her voice had taken on more of a tragic note lately. Cherry’s near attack really got to her. Rise to Greatness, I knew, had gotten to Cherry. It had driven him crazy. Rightfully so I imagine. The man had been cheated out of what could have been rightfully his.

I found my ball. This time, I decided on the 9 iron. It landed on the green several yards from the hole. The par, by the way, was four, and another birdie could always help my score.

Cherry... he was going to beat me on Breakdown for sure. Why? Because I wasn’t going to fight him. I was personally tired of playing this game. I had no reason to fight Cherry and waste my energy. Perhaps... perhaps he would agree with me.

I pulled out my cell phone again and checked my address book. Cherry’s number wasn’t there so I called the operator. He was unlisted. That didn’t surprise me, but it did frustrate me. Who would know Cherry’s number. Jay Gold possibly. I dialed him, and all I got was a busy signal. Who else was on my numbers. CHBK, not calling him. Steve Griffin? I hadn’t talked to him for ages. Speed? Yeah, I hadn’t talked to him in ages. My protégé of sorts. I brought him into wrestling. He probably knew. I dialed the number.

No one answered. I hung up and kept walking towards my ball.

That is when the phone rang. When I picked up, I figured it was Kassie. It wasn’t.

Speed: Who is this?

Wheeler: Speedy? That you?

Speed: Ohhh Wheeler. I’m... in the middle of something. What’s up?

He was obviously either getting drunk or screwing some hot one nighter. I better make quick work.

Wheeler: Yeah, I need to contact Greg Cherry. You got his number?

There was a long pause at the other end of the line. Then I heard Speed laugh. Yeah what a question to ask when he was busy. I could practically picture him laughing as I was asking for a guy’s phone while he was making some hot blonde scream his name. Damn that lucky son of a bitch.

Speed: Yeah man just checked... 525-8872.

Wheeler: Thanks... hey by the way Speed. What are you doing right now?

Speed: Well what are you doing right now?

Wheeler: Playing golf.

Speed: HA!

He hung up on me then. Again the picture of him laughing and that blonde. Smug little prick. I dialed the number. Again the answering machine. What was no one home today? After the beeper, I saw my ball.

Wheeler: Cherry, it’s Jason. Look, this is stupid. We shouldn’t be facing each other tomorrow night. Cid wants us to and Riddick will be waiting to jumps us both. I mean it man, we both want the SCW title, and I would rather have you as champ then Riddick or ... Cid. God you know how we both hate that guy. Look let’s just call it a truce till RTG. Anyway, let me know later.

I hung up and sank the ball with little difficulty. Another birdie, but I was hoping on Cherry’s approval. We weren’t the bad guys. Cherry and me were the good guys. Yeah he tried to hit Kassie, but that was out of desperation. He wanted to get to Riddick.

The 18th hole stretched before me. I looked for the hole. Found it beside a sand trap. Setting it up, I grabbed the 3 wood again. Mid swing and my cell phone rang throwing me off. The ball landed in the sand trap. I didn’t mind. I would still par it, and finish the day with a two under par. As I stood there, I slowly answered my cell phone. This might be it.

Wheeler: Hello?

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