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Date Posted: 20:47:00 01/13/03 Mon
Author: Trent Rudiger
Subject: Passion...Responsibiltity...Originality

* The Sun is shining. The wind is slowly swweping across the rolling hills of the Scottish countryside. From a distance, A lone figure is standing alone, on top of one of the tallest hills. He is dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a thick coat. His hair is slowly blowinf along with the wind. He is wrapped up warm inside his coat and remains motionless as he stares out at the horizon.*

Rudiger: Beautiful. Just beautiful. Sometimes, I wonder if I am doing the right thing. It seems that no matter how much I try and how much I work, things just never go my way. Maybe, everyone was right. Maybe, I am not cut out to be a professional wrestler. Maybe, just maybe, they were right...

* Trent closes his eyes and we are swept into his mind and his innermost thoughts. We shift to what appears to be a gym. The view is foggy, Trent has closed out his mind to these visions from his past.*

Trainer: Come on Trent. You have got to be better than that. You really are incompetant. You need to be faster, more manueverable than the rest. COME ON!

* We see Trent Rudiger, but he's not the Trent Rudiger we know. Trent is about seventeen years old and a lot scrawnier than he is today. However, the fire that is within his eyes and his soul still drive him just the same. He continues to follow everything that the trainer tells him, no matter how ridiculous his requests are. He flips, jumps, dives, rolls, every which way to try to meet the demands.*

Trainer: Come on Trent. You say you want to be a professional wrestler, you say you want to be the best. You are pathetic. You won't even be able to be a referee with your sad level of skill. You are quite possibly the most pathetic example of inefficient pro wrestling that I have ever had the displeasure of attempting to teach. Do you want this? DO YOU?

Rudiger: Yes!

Trainer: Well step up then.

* We see Trent Rudiger get fired up and he starts to obliterate his opponents. Everything gets really foggy. We see Trent Rudiger again, but, this is the Trent Rudiger that CWF fans are familiar with. He is once again standing alone on top of the same Scottish hill.*

Rudiger: I showed him. I fought against the odds. I proved that I could do it. But what does that matter now. I need to find that fire again. Wednesday will be my fire. Meyer Dillinger. Finally, I can face a true challenge. Dillinger is 5'7", I'm 5'7". Dillinger is about 230. I'm...well I weigh enough. I can finally have an even match. No 6'10" guys, no 400 pound guys. A true test of wrestling skill.

* Trent sits down on top of the hill. He relaxs into a somewhat trance like state, before opening his eyes and taking in a deep breath. He stands up and focuses out in the distance again.*

Rudiger: Some. Some have been good to me. Flabulas most recently. Here was this big guy, err well, HUGE guy, who didn't demean me, didn't disrespect me, hell he even respected me. I will never forget Flabulas for his respect and his friendship.

Rudiger: Wednesday. Glory. Emenating from Scotland no less. This wednesday, Dillinger and I have a P.R.O. Championship qualifying match. P.R.O. Passion, is something every wrestler has to have. Passion, is what I have and what powers me through everything I do. Responsibility. Well, I have responsibility enough. I never miss a scheduled appearance, I am never late. Yeah, I am responsible. Originality. This is what seperates the wannabes from the superstars. This is what takes time to develop and nurture. Wednesday. Glory will be an interesting event for me. It will be my first step to solidifying myself as a threat in the CWF. Yeah, Wednesday is when I really do start to become a P.R.O. at professional wrestling.

*Trent sits back down on the hill and resumes his relaxed position as he closes his eyes and imagines what is in store for him the rest of his life.*

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