ACW OVERDRIVE 06/05/2012 John McHenry v Eric Snow

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[John McHenry]

John and Avalanche sit in an office just large enough for there to desks to sit side by side. The room surprisingly well lit less dust than usual they look out over the rest of their gym. All the lights burning bright bouncing off the floor the lockers lining the walls clean doors that were once broken replaced.

John McHenry: So getting the place cleaned up?

Bruce McGraw: Yeah I think we may as well make some cash. I know you don’t need it but extra income doesn’t hurt right?

John McHenry: Guess not. So what are we working on today.

Bruce McGraw: Nothing. What exactly have we been doing? Not that I don’t like hanging out but…You don’t need these sessions and you know it.

John McHenry: You think these sessions have been about wrestling? They never really were, they were about spending time together, learning to be a better person. The in ring stuff I was a bit rusty but it’s more about how to win the fans.

Bruce McGraw: Ok then I’ll play shrink. You’ve got two matches at Over Drive.

John lays back in his chair putting his feet up on the desk only a few papers sprinkled on it, his hands behind his head.

John McHenry: Well I think one and a half is closer but yeah. Apparently Phoenix is playing mind games. Putting me in a match for the newly created IC belt. And against Eric Snow no less.

John begins laughing holding his gut balancing himself perfectly in his chair so the laughter doesn’t cause him to fall backwards.

John McHenry: It’s perfect.

Bruce McGraw: Perfect. Wait what? How is that perfect.

John McHenry: Last week I was talking about how I was trying to recreate the perfect match right. Phoenix storms down to the ring in a big huff and creates the perfect storm. She puts me in a match with Eric Snow for the new title. The guy I

John makes air quotes

John McHenry: Couldn’t beat. So if I beat him I prove that I always could. Beating him is plan A.

Bruce leans forward.

Bruce McGraw: What if you do lose?

John McHenry: Well win or lose plan B takes effect. That’s where I’m the ref in the main event. I think that Phoenix may have misspoke. She said “you better call that match down the middle and if you get physical with any of the three of them you’re fired.â€￾ So I should call the match down the middle…But I don’t have too.

Bruce McGraw: What about the whole your fired?

John McHenry: Well in a perfect world I wouldn’t interact with the participants. However, if I’m the new IC champ she’ll have a hard time firing me no matter what I do.

Bruce McGraw: Back to if you lose though and you don’t have the title to fall back on.

John McHenry: Then I have a few options. I could steal the title again.

Bruce McGraw: Funny the first time but I don’t think they’ll let you keep doing that.

John McHenry: I could make a quick count for whoever I choose, for whatever reason I chose.
John smiles devilishly. Leaning in towards Avalanche the tips of his fingers touching each other.

John McHenry: But that’s the old me. I could disqualify someone ending the match. Or my personal favorite. To hell with what Phoenix says I do what I want and worry about the consequences later.

Bruce starts to chuckle before getting up out of his seat motioning for John to follow.

Bruce McGraw: I wonder which you’ll choose. Come on lets go work out some rust.



In the ring later that night John stands in the ring as the theme of Game of Thrones plays. He looks out over the crowd smiling and laughing.

John McHenry: It’s one of my favorite shows on television. I can really relate to it you know? I have a few things in common with it. They have a kingslayer, I’m the King Maker. They have a spoiled brat. I used to be a spoiled brat. They have a king that has no place being a king, we have a champion that didn’t earn his belt. Much like Tyrion Lannister bitch slaps King Geoffery putting him in his place.

The crowd erupts in laughter before chanting Bitch Slap.

John McHenry: You know that’s going to be my legacy now right? I’m the guy who got a bitch slap chant started. At Over Drive I’ll be putting Chris in his place. If Drew or Syn get in the way of that they may wind up collateral damage. You know I’ve gotten the nickname King Maker. But I think Phoenix, though she’ll deny it up and down, is trying to make me the King. Cause I’m in the main event at Over Drive. Now I didn’t quite get in the match how I planned but I’m in the Main Event. Which makes me two and zero for being in the Main Event at pay per views in ACW. Who else will have been in two? No one. What’d you guys think of the last main event I was in or pay per view?

John walks around the ropes holding up the mic to the crowd as they scream with delight.

John McHenry: and you guys know who came out on top at the end of that?

A kid in the audience shouts something inaudible towards John. John jumps down out of the ring pointing the kid out of the crowd.

John McHenry: Hey bring that kid up here. Hey kid what’d you say?

The kid no more than 7 looks timid as John puts the mic to his face.

Kid: What about your other match?

John McHenry: Well that’s a good question. Here take this I’ll get another one.

John pulls the battery pack out of the microphone then hands it over to the kid who goes nuts. John walks over to the bell keeper grabbing a new one.

John McHenry: Can’t wait to see the bill for that, I better not see it on Ebay kid. So who wants to hear about my other match?

The crowd erupts again. John brushes his long hair back then fans himself with his white silk shirt.

John McHenry: So apparently here in Alternative Championship Wrestling we like to take the Alternative out. I can see your faces your all like huh. The Intercontential Championship where have I heard that before…Oh yeah in every wrestling company in the world. Boring. But whatever. I have a title shot in a match with Eric Snow. The guy who started my losing streak knocked me out of the fatal four way at Breaking Ground. So what happened of Mr. Snow. Well I don’t remember making him king. I looked it up and apparently he’s become a king in his own right. King of the Jobbers.

The audience gives John a mixed reaction he looks a bit stunned.

John McHenry: Come on now he lost at Breaking Ground. Can’t really blame him for that. He must have been devastated cause he lost his next match, but then boy did he get set on fire. He went red hot beating up a minority and then a girl. Classy Mr. Snow.

John laughs it off in the ring the audience simmering down after his valid points.

John McHenry: Boy this “ICâ€￾ match has gotten the IWC on fire. John claims he lost on purose can McHenry prove it? McHenry Snow round 2. McHenry seen in Phoenix office getting physic… Oh that one hasn’t broke yet. All joking aside can I beat Eric Snow? I honestly don’t know. Last time I wasn’t trying I already had a plan and I executed it. This time the plan has changed, what’s that mean for Snow. Guess you’ll have to watch the match to find out.

John leaves the ring as Pink Floyd “Moneyâ€￾ plays. John gets to the top of the ring and points to the tron “King Nothingâ€￾ by Metallica hits. We see highlights of John against all four of the men he’ll be in the ring with at Over Drive.

 

[Ben]

The Scene opens in the back of the ACW arena sitting in front of his locker with a towel over his head is Eric Snow....suddenly there's a knock on his door.

Eric Snow: Whoever it is, go away....I need some time to think before I hit my after party.

Voice: Let me in you spoiled asshole!

Snow immediately recognizes the voice behind the door and it's his father, Mike Snow

Eric Snow: Come on in Pops.

Mike Snow opens the door and walk into the private locker room and takes a seat next to his son

Mike Snow: Good match out there boy....a win is a win even if it's against a woman

Eric Snow: Managment gives me a match I take it, a win and win, and the chick was no slouch, her wrestling skill are right on par with her looks.

Mike Snow: Yea, she def isn't hard to look at, just surprised you were able to get past that, seeing as how you try to take to bed anything with a pair of tits.

Eric Snow: Don't insult me.....I've got standards when it come to who I take home, I've lived by the motto "No Fatties" for my whole adult life and I've done just fine in the lady department.

Both the Snow boys begin to laugh as there exchange has been pretty light harted so far, but the tone changes a bit as Mike Snow stands up takes his chair and moves it directly in front of his son and sits down.

Mike Snow: I'm not here to stroke your ego boy, you think you shit diamonds out of a golden asshole, so you don't need me or anyone else kissing you ass.

Eric Snow: Looks like it's time for a good ole fashion father son talk....oh how I love these, but I have a party to get to so I'll have to take a raincheck.

Eric gets up out of his chair and begins to did through his locker to change. Mike Snow stands up at the same time and grabs Eric by the arm and twist him around.

Mike Snow: SIT YOUR ASS DOWN NOW!

Eric Snow: Ok settle down now, didn't know this was so important to you.....go ahead and talk you have my attention for five minutes.

Both men sit back down as the tension in the room begins to fade a bit to a normal level.

Mike Snow: God knows the pro wrestling business isn't what I had in mind for you, it was always a hobby for me, but I concentrated on my real work first and built a fantastic life for you and your mother. I was hoping one day you would follow in my footsteeps, go to college and take over the company from me one day.

Eric Snow: Working 9-5 really isn't my deal pops, this is what I love and this is what I'm going to continue to do. Don't know if you heard but I'm on the verge of greatness, got a title shot at the next PPV, and I win the title everything will fall into place.

Mike Snow: I sure hope so Eric.....because the rock star lifestyle that your living and that I'm paying for is getting on my last nerve. You walk around like your hot shit, when actually your just living off me and all my hard work.

Eric Snow: Should I be scared, is this one of those "Eric If You Don't Get Your Life Together, Your Cut Off" talks. Save me the bullshit pops, we've had this talk before and nothing has every come from it. Your loaded, you said it yourself you busted your ass building up your company to provide a better life for me and mom and you've done that. No need to change the situation we have going here.

Mike Snow: That smart ass attitude is exactly why we are having this talk. You want to be Mr. High Roller earn it. I'm not saying come work for me, but at least actually accomplish something as a wrestler and not just be another flash in the pan star that fades out after a month.

Eric Snow: I'm the best damn wrestler in this company...

Mike Snow: Really....how many titles have you won?...how many cards have you headlined?

Eric Snow: I've won my last 3 matches, I'm about to be champion, I'm about to be the face of this company.

Mike Snow: But your not any of those things yet are you? So don't act like you are.

Eric Snow: Did you just come here to shit on my life cause if you did GET THE FUCK OUT.....your 5 minutes are up anyways.

Mike Snow: I'm done with you anyways, my blood pressure can't take this shit.....have fun at your after party and figure out how your paying for it cause I'm not footing the bill for this you spoiled prick.

Mike Snow gets up and exits the locker room, slamming the door behind him. Eric laughs as he begins to get his suite out

Eric Snow: Bye Dad, love you to!​

 

[John McHenry]

John and Bruce sit in the office of their Gym a scene becoming more and more familiar.

John McHenry: Here’s another one. McHenry makes huge error rant’s about Intercontinental title that doesn’t exist.

Bruce McGraw: Why you doing this to yourself bro?

John McHenry: Why aren’t you. I make an error this huge and your acting like I should be brushing it off. I went off in the ring about how the title that I’m fighting for is a joke, oh guess the jokes on me.

Bruce McGraw: You can’t control what the office says to you on a memo.

John McHenry: Phoenix she really had me scouted on this one bro. She knew exactly what my response to this match would be, she fed me an idea and I went after it like a rabid dog.

Bruce McGraw: John there isn’t anything you can do about it now.

John McHenry: The hell their isn’t.

Later that night backstage. John stands in front of a glass case the International Championship sitting inside it, two guards sit on either side watching John very carefully.

John McHenry: Hello ladies and gents. Take a look it’s the newest thing in wrestling fashion accessories. It’s the

John takes a long pause.

John McHenry: International Championship. Now last time I downplayed young Eric Snow hell I pretty much acted the same way his father did earlier tonight. I think Eric got a little defensive about the whole beating a girl thing to.

John begins walking through the hallways in the back.

John McHenry: But let’s shift wheels for a second. Back to Phoenix. The woman who puts a man in who has been in or involved with every main event…Well in ACW history. What does she do with this man? She uses him to push another agenda. The International Championship a new belt. She takes this man makes him fight for a belt beneath his stature fully know that he’d hate this. That he wants more.

John reaches the stage two jobbers facing off in the ring both slowing down looking at him unsure what to do. They look around realizing they’ve lost the audiences focus and make their way to the back.

John McHenry: And why shouldn’t I? The thing she didn’t realize was what if I try to win. What if I become International Champion?

 

[Ben]

The scene opens at The Cans Club In Chicago, far in the back sits Eric Snow. Sitting at a table alone he stares into his glass of scotch, which started half full, but is now almost empty with only a few cubes of ice remaining.

Eric Snow: What a day, what a day. This is suppose to be a celebration and all I can think about is how much of a failure I am in my father's eyes.

It appears obvious that Snow has had more than a few glasses of scotch at this point and it's starting to to take affect as he clearly drunk. A well dressed men make there way up to the VIP section and are let through by the bouncer, Snow recognizes them and a slight smile breaks across his face.

Eric Snow: Andre you son of a bitch, get your ass over here....I need some cheering up.

Andre: Bro, you smell like a freaking bar bathroom, how much have you had to drink?

Eric Snow: Not enough obviously, when your drinking to pass out and got the tolerance I do it take awhile.

Snow takes a slam from his glass and calls the waiter for another, when his friend steps in and kindly asks the water to switch to water.

Andre: Bro, what do you have to be depressed about? Shits going great for you.....your living the life you've always wanted and your on the verge of being a champion something that you've wanted since we were freaking kids.

Eric Snow: All that doesn't mean shit, according to my pops I'm a fucking failure and all I've been doing for my whole life is live off of him. Hell I can't even pay for this party the son of the bitch cut me off. I'm going to be in overdraft hell in the morning.

Andre: Who gives a hell what he thinks. All that matters is that your happy with who you are and what your doing. Are you happy Eric?

Eric Snow: Do I look fucking happy?

Snow takes a drink from his glass and realizes his scotch has been watered down and immediately spits it out.

Eric Snow: Waiter...last time I checked I ordered scotch not water.

The Waiter makes his way back over and gives Snow a new glass this time filled with scotch.

Andre: Eric cut the shit, this is suppose to be a party, you know your dad, he's just doing this to push you. This has happened countless times.

Eric Snow: Yeah Dre I should be happy, but I'm broke and that old saying money doesn't by you happiness, it's bullshit, I've had money my whole life and I've been really fucking happy. Now I'm broke and I'm sitting here getting shit faced on rail scotch.

Andre: You know what give me a second, I'm going to make this right.

Andre exits the VIP area and make his way out towards the main area of the club. 10 Minutes later he comes back with 6 attractive girls and a bottle of top shelf scotch from the bar.

Andre: Here you go Eric, I've got premium booze and top notch women, 2 of your favorite things in the world. Now cheer the fuck up and lets actually party.

Snow immediately perks up a bit and calls for the bottle of scotch and 2 of the women to come over.

Eric Snow: Dre you always knew how to cheer me up, instantly I'm in a better mood. But there's still one big problem I'm broke, the clubs, penthouses, cars and these women all go away once they realize I've got no cash.

Andre: Look over there, see that guy with the grey hair at the bar? You recognize him?

Eric Snow: That's that fucking Falcore guy from the BMW dealership, you know what would cheer me up Dre? Us going over there and beating his ass that son of the bitch disrespected me.

Andre: I don't think that would be the best idea right now Eric.

Eric Snow: Why not? That son of bitch treated me like dirt and basically said I was a nobody.

Andre: I don't know about you, but I wouldn't punch the guy that was covering the bill for this party in the face.

Eric Snow: That son of a bitch is covering the bill for this party? He didn't want me to do some commercials and give me a car, but he's dropping the bill for this?

Andre: Yea man he's covering it all and on top of that you've got a meeting with him tomorow to discuss business.

Eric Snow: You set this all up Dre?

Andre: You bet your ass I did

Eric Snow: That's why your the best agent in the buisness brother

Andre: You fucking know it bro.

Eric Snow: Good thing is if this deal goes through I can actually still pay you. Well know I'm def in a great mood, let's pop some bottles, get some more girls over here and move out some of these dudes from the VIP room, it's turning into a semi sausage party in here.

Andre: You've got in man, just don't go to crazy with the spending, don't think Falcore will be to happy if you bankrupt him tonight.

Eric Snow: Nah, you go over there and tell him that I've got the bill tonight and he can up his offer to me tommorow at the metting.

Andre: I thought you were broke bro?

Eric Snow: Yea I'm still broke for now, but my pops isnt and I just found a no limit credit card in the back of my wallet that he doesn't know about, so he's covering one more party.

Snow hands over the credit card to the waiter, as another group of attractive women make there way into the VIP section followed by three more waiters all carrying bottles of champagne. Snow jumps out of his seat and on to the top of the table, pouring drinks for everyone.​