Post by Hammerstein on Mar 26, 2017 15:45:03 GMT
Dammit, Hammie! What are you doin?
Holly Buchanan’s frustration is evident as she backs off and away from her fiance.
C’mon, Holly. We been at dis for over an hour. Let's take a break. I just can't get up for dis witout a little break.
Buchanan sighs, walks across the ring, and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Look, Hammie, the Azteca Rumble is in a few days. You're one of the strongest guys in the thing, so you'll probably be throwing people over the top rope. I'm one of the smallest people in it, so people are gonna be trying to toss me out on my ass. I need you to help me defend against that.
Hammerstein shakes his head.
But, Holly, I don't wanna hurt ya. What if I throw ya out and ya land on dat cute little bottom of yours and ya break your coxits….your coskicks….your tailbone?
Holly throws her hands up.
C’MON, HAMMIE! I'M SERIOUS!
Holly hops off the turnbuckle.
Ya know, maybe you oughta be takin this a little more seriously, too. Ya know, your record here in GoL ain't exactly stellar. You got beat by Sam Washington and The American Ultras for crying out loud. TWICE! You keep this up, and forget bein thrown out of the ring, sweetheart, you're gonna get thrown out of the company.
Hammerstein shakes his head.
Holly, I dunno bout all….
The fan favorite’s comment is cut off as Holly slaps his face. Hammerstein’s eyes grow big as saucers, reflecting the shock he feels.
Holly, what da….
Buchanan slaps him again.
C’mon, Hammie! Get serious! You need to win this thing as much as I do!
I know, Holly, but I just don't…
A third slap and Hammerstein turns and kicks the bottom rope in frustration. He turns toward Buchanan, then turns back around and exits the ring. Holly steps to the center of the ring.
Man, I can't believe I'm saying this, but my fathead brother was right. You are a loser. Why did I even say yes...
Hammerstein turns and charges the ring, his face a mask of pure rage. He snatches Buchanan and picks her up over his head. He walks over to the ropes, facing stacks of steel chairs. As she is about to get launched into the chairs, Holly yells at Hammerstein.
Hammie! HAMMIE! JACOB!!
Hammerstein snaps out of his rage and sets Holly down gently on her feet. He puts his hands up and backs away from his fiance.
Hammie, I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean what I said. It’s just, sweetheart, you just haven't been motivated about anyyhing if it didn't have to do with fighting against my brother’s Red Army. This is your chance, just as much as it's mine. I want to win it, but if you weren't out there giving it your all, it would be a hollow victory.
Hammerstein and Holly embrace. Just as they are about to share a kiss, Hammerstein’s phone rings. Hammerstein grins and holds up his index finger.
Uno momento, mamacita.
As he turns from her, Holly slaps her fiance’s ass playfully.
MUY CALIENTE, MI PAPI!
Hammerstein hops out of the ring, a huge grin on his face. Holly watches him as he answers the phone. Immediately Hammerstein’s shoulders drop. He hangs up the phone, and Holly is already next to him.
Hammie? What is it?
Hammerstein turns to his fiance, tears, streaming down his cheeks.
It's Luke. He’s gone.
Hammerstein collapses into Holly's arms.
**********
Ya know, da Azteca Rumble is a big deal. A HUGE deal. Da winner gets ta headline Eternal Lucha Dos in July. Da stakes are super high for dis ting.
Now dey’s alotta tough guys and gals in dis ting. Rosario, Dragon Diamante, Mohammed Al Thani, Helena Noir, My baby Holly Buchanan. All tougher dan hell.
But as tough as dey and everbody else in dis Rumble is, dey ain't nowhere near as tough as a sixteen year old kid named Luke Stabler.
Luke Stabler was like alotta udder teenage boys. He liked da girls, he liked rock & roll and hip hop, he liked hot cars...and he liked wrestling.
No, Luke loved wrestling.
I met Luke through da Make-a-Wish Foundation bout a year ago. Luke got diagnosed wit cancer when he was eight. He went through da chemo and da radiation. He went through all dat and beat it. Den it came back when he was eleven. He fought it and beat it again. Den it came back a year and a half ago. Dis time da docs said dere wasn’t any fightin it. Dey said it spread all over. Dey gave him eight months, a year, tops.
He asked da Make-a-Wish Foundation ta meet me. I dunno why. I wasn't anyting special den. I was strugglin ta get a win anywhere. I didn't have da success like I got now. Fo some reason, dough, Luke wanted ta meet me.
He said dat da fact dat I kept fightin, no matter how bad it got, inspired him. Dis kid, who was goin tru so much in his life, was inspired by me.
Me?
Dis kid inspired me a whole lot more dan I could've ever inspired him. When somebody like Ben Chrenshaw or Sam Washington was beatin my ass, and I didn't tink I could hang on no mo, I'd tink bout Luke, fightin tru all he was fightin tru, and dere wudn't no way I was gonna lay down.
Now, his fight is over. He never gave up. He never quit. He fought all da way up to da end.
Dat's tough.
Now, it's my turn ta fight. It's my turn ta be tough. All da great wrestlers in da Azteca Rumble gonna find out dat, as tough as dey are, dey just ain't tough enough.
I know most folks out dere say I ain't got a chance in hell ta win dis ting.
But I ain't fightin fo dem. I'm fightin fo everbody out dere, no matter what, dat are told dat dey can't win. Dat what dey fightin can't be whooped. I'm fightin for dose people.
And I'm fightin fo a sixteen year old kid dat showed me just what real toughness means.
Dis one's fo you, Luke. Da Hammer loves ya buddy.
Holly Buchanan’s frustration is evident as she backs off and away from her fiance.
C’mon, Holly. We been at dis for over an hour. Let's take a break. I just can't get up for dis witout a little break.
Buchanan sighs, walks across the ring, and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Look, Hammie, the Azteca Rumble is in a few days. You're one of the strongest guys in the thing, so you'll probably be throwing people over the top rope. I'm one of the smallest people in it, so people are gonna be trying to toss me out on my ass. I need you to help me defend against that.
Hammerstein shakes his head.
But, Holly, I don't wanna hurt ya. What if I throw ya out and ya land on dat cute little bottom of yours and ya break your coxits….your coskicks….your tailbone?
Holly throws her hands up.
C’MON, HAMMIE! I'M SERIOUS!
Holly hops off the turnbuckle.
Ya know, maybe you oughta be takin this a little more seriously, too. Ya know, your record here in GoL ain't exactly stellar. You got beat by Sam Washington and The American Ultras for crying out loud. TWICE! You keep this up, and forget bein thrown out of the ring, sweetheart, you're gonna get thrown out of the company.
Hammerstein shakes his head.
Holly, I dunno bout all….
The fan favorite’s comment is cut off as Holly slaps his face. Hammerstein’s eyes grow big as saucers, reflecting the shock he feels.
Holly, what da….
Buchanan slaps him again.
C’mon, Hammie! Get serious! You need to win this thing as much as I do!
I know, Holly, but I just don't…
A third slap and Hammerstein turns and kicks the bottom rope in frustration. He turns toward Buchanan, then turns back around and exits the ring. Holly steps to the center of the ring.
Man, I can't believe I'm saying this, but my fathead brother was right. You are a loser. Why did I even say yes...
Hammerstein turns and charges the ring, his face a mask of pure rage. He snatches Buchanan and picks her up over his head. He walks over to the ropes, facing stacks of steel chairs. As she is about to get launched into the chairs, Holly yells at Hammerstein.
Hammie! HAMMIE! JACOB!!
Hammerstein snaps out of his rage and sets Holly down gently on her feet. He puts his hands up and backs away from his fiance.
Hammie, I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean what I said. It’s just, sweetheart, you just haven't been motivated about anyyhing if it didn't have to do with fighting against my brother’s Red Army. This is your chance, just as much as it's mine. I want to win it, but if you weren't out there giving it your all, it would be a hollow victory.
Hammerstein and Holly embrace. Just as they are about to share a kiss, Hammerstein’s phone rings. Hammerstein grins and holds up his index finger.
Uno momento, mamacita.
As he turns from her, Holly slaps her fiance’s ass playfully.
MUY CALIENTE, MI PAPI!
Hammerstein hops out of the ring, a huge grin on his face. Holly watches him as he answers the phone. Immediately Hammerstein’s shoulders drop. He hangs up the phone, and Holly is already next to him.
Hammie? What is it?
Hammerstein turns to his fiance, tears, streaming down his cheeks.
It's Luke. He’s gone.
Hammerstein collapses into Holly's arms.
**********
Ya know, da Azteca Rumble is a big deal. A HUGE deal. Da winner gets ta headline Eternal Lucha Dos in July. Da stakes are super high for dis ting.
Now dey’s alotta tough guys and gals in dis ting. Rosario, Dragon Diamante, Mohammed Al Thani, Helena Noir, My baby Holly Buchanan. All tougher dan hell.
But as tough as dey and everbody else in dis Rumble is, dey ain't nowhere near as tough as a sixteen year old kid named Luke Stabler.
Luke Stabler was like alotta udder teenage boys. He liked da girls, he liked rock & roll and hip hop, he liked hot cars...and he liked wrestling.
No, Luke loved wrestling.
I met Luke through da Make-a-Wish Foundation bout a year ago. Luke got diagnosed wit cancer when he was eight. He went through da chemo and da radiation. He went through all dat and beat it. Den it came back when he was eleven. He fought it and beat it again. Den it came back a year and a half ago. Dis time da docs said dere wasn’t any fightin it. Dey said it spread all over. Dey gave him eight months, a year, tops.
He asked da Make-a-Wish Foundation ta meet me. I dunno why. I wasn't anyting special den. I was strugglin ta get a win anywhere. I didn't have da success like I got now. Fo some reason, dough, Luke wanted ta meet me.
He said dat da fact dat I kept fightin, no matter how bad it got, inspired him. Dis kid, who was goin tru so much in his life, was inspired by me.
Me?
Dis kid inspired me a whole lot more dan I could've ever inspired him. When somebody like Ben Chrenshaw or Sam Washington was beatin my ass, and I didn't tink I could hang on no mo, I'd tink bout Luke, fightin tru all he was fightin tru, and dere wudn't no way I was gonna lay down.
Now, his fight is over. He never gave up. He never quit. He fought all da way up to da end.
Dat's tough.
Now, it's my turn ta fight. It's my turn ta be tough. All da great wrestlers in da Azteca Rumble gonna find out dat, as tough as dey are, dey just ain't tough enough.
I know most folks out dere say I ain't got a chance in hell ta win dis ting.
But I ain't fightin fo dem. I'm fightin fo everbody out dere, no matter what, dat are told dat dey can't win. Dat what dey fightin can't be whooped. I'm fightin for dose people.
And I'm fightin fo a sixteen year old kid dat showed me just what real toughness means.
Dis one's fo you, Luke. Da Hammer loves ya buddy.