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Date Posted: 11:22:58 11/04/99 Thu
Author: The Slinger
Subject: The Plan is Hatched
**The Scene – The Slinger is sitting in his Mustang Convertable – cherry red metallic with Tan top, tan leather interior, and “SLINGER1” on the license plate– driving down a desert highway in North Eastern California. His trademark outback hat sits beside him on the seat, and he is clad only in faded jeans, a black TTSWF Slinger T-shirt, and his boots. He has a cell-phone held to his ear, and is speaking to his manager as he speeds down the road…..
The Slinger – Say that again, Steve, I don’t think I understood you. What?! Barabara-Freaking-Streisand?!? I can’t believe that no-good son-of-a……..And to think that I had joined his little band of merry men. Well, he can consider me gone, and the next time I see him, he can consider himself in traction. So where are you now anyways? Over where? Seattle? Me? Interstate 80, just east of Citrus Heights. Right, I’ll pick you up at the airport. Don’t worry, I’ll be there long before you Steve.
The Slinger glances into his rear-view mirror and sees a police cruiser coming up behind him, lights blinking fast and furious, enough to send someone into an epileptic fit. The Slinger glances down to his dashboard, his speedometer reading 103mph.
“Shit” he thinks to himself as he begins to slow down and pull over.
The police officer finally catches up, and pulls in behind the Mustang. The Slinger shuts off the engine, and the silence is only broken by the ticking of the hot motors, and a large, long sigh from The Slinger.
The police officer walks up to the side of the car, and The Slinger looks up and over and sees that it is a female officer with a deep tan, high cheekbones, and beautiful blonde hair.
Before The Slinger can say anything, she smiles and slaps The Slinger on the shoulder…
Officer – I KNEW that was you! I saw you go flyin’ by me back there so fast I didn’t get a look at the face, but when I saw that license plate of yours I said to myself “Shelia”, I said “that’s that Slinger guy from the TTSWF!” As she is talking she is writing on a notepad.
The Slinger smiles quietly, his mind quickly turning over on how he can use this to get out of this ticket – he smiles a big beaming smile at the officer and puts his charm into overdrive…..
The Slinger – Well now, howdy there Shelia, I’m always glad as all-get-out to meet my fans, especially when they are such important members of our law enforcement.
Shelia continues to write on her pad as she speaks “But Mr. Slinger, sir, don’t you think that you were going a little fast back there? I clocked you doing 105, and the speed limit out here is only 70.
The Slinger - Yeah, I’m sorrier then a one-eyed gopher in a cactus patch about that ma’am, but I’m just in a little bit of a hurry to go see a friend of mine in Reno. Say, I’ll tell ya what. Why don’t we just forget about this little incident here, I’ll promise to be a good boy from now on, and I’ll give you a great big ol’ TTSWF Slinger T-Shirt, and I’ll even give you my autograph!
Shelia – Wow, that would be great Mr. Slinger, but unfortunately I can’t accept the T-Shirt, we’re not allowed to receive gifts and stuff…..but I’ll tell you what, I would just LOVE to have your autograph!
The Slinger – Well sure little lady, what would you like me to sign?
Shelia – Just sign this right here Mr. Slinger…
Shelia hands him her ticket book, with a speeding ticket already written up.
The Slinger’s smile fades as he sees the $378.24 speeding ticket, and he sighs another long heavy sigh again.
Shelia – Just why were you in such a hurry to get to Reno, Mr. Slinger?
The Slinger – I’m going to see a buddy of mine named Jack Leer.
Shelia – Jack Leer the publisher?
The Slinger – Yes, do you know him?
Shelia begins to smile a large beaming smile – I was in his Cops on Top special issue last year. I was on the cover! He’s one of the nicest guys I’ve ever met. He still phones me every now and again to see how I’m doing. I’ve seen him on TV with the TTSWF a few times.
The Slinger – Well, how’s that for a coincidence?
Shelia reaches down and takes the ticket book from The Slinger and starts to rip up the ticket. – Just tell Jack that Shelia Johnstone says “hi” and we’ll forget about this little ol’ thing, ok?
The Slinger starts to smile again himself – I sure will Shelia, and I can see why you’d make the cover.
Shelia starts to blush a little – Thank-you Mr. Slinger, you sure are a charmer. Next time you’re down Citrus Heights way, look me up. By the way, why are you going to see Jack?
The Slinger – Well, it’s kind of a long story Shelia, but basically, the president of the TTSWF….
Shelia – Vengeance?
The Slinger – Right, Vengeance. Well, he kind of sold out the TTSWF for a quick buck, and some of us wrestlers are getting a little, well, restless. My manager Stevie Z came up with this idea of us holding our own tournament, by invitation only, and we would broadcast it on Pay Per View. Stevie Z has some connections with the management of the MGM Grand in Vegas, so he figures that we can stage it there, and he also said that he can get the Pay Per View deal done as well. The only thing we need is some capital to fund the project. That’s where Jack comes in. Then, we take the profits from the event, and after everything and everyone is paid off, we split the profits evenly.
Shelia – So then, what’s the incentive for winning the tournament?
The Slinger – The winner of the tournament gets to take on Vengeance, one-on-one, in a no-holds-barred, anything goes match. The stipulations to that are this – if Vengeance loses, he has to step down, and a new president appointed.
Shelia – Wow, that sounds pretty incredible. I would definitely pay good money to see that!
The Slinger takes Shelia’s hand and kisses it. He reaches down and starts the Mustang, and looks up one last time at Shelia.
The Slinger – Don’t forget to order it on Pay Per View then, or better yet, why don’t you come to see us live once we get this thing finalized? You can come as guests of Jack and myself.
Shelia – Sounds good, Jack knows how to get in touch with me, I’m looking forward to it.
The Slinger – Good-bye Shelia, and thanks again…..
The Slinger takes off in a cloud of dust, leaving Shelia walking back to her cruiser. The Slinger looks at his Rolex – now he has to make up some really good time if he is to pick Stevie Z up at the airport on time so that they can get over to Jack’s place…….
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