OCWFED: END GAMES 2021 - OPENING PACKAGE
TAMPA, FLORIDA
The Camera pans to ramp as an old nostalgic tune hits and the duo of Scaggs and Poling head down to the ring!! The packed crowd roars in excitement and begins to chant "OCW" OCW" "OCW"
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Ladies and Gentleman, WELCOME TO THE SEASON 16 FINALE! |
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IT ALL ENDS HERE!!! |
OCW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
UNIFICATION MATCH
ANTHONY BAKER* vs. RUST COHLE*
We cut backstage. Upon a plain concrete wall hangs a poster, elegantly framed. It’s Justin Jehst in one of his earlier movies, long hair still flowing and smile still gleaming.
We pan out a bit, to see the man himself--the same, but different. His hair short, and now he stares up at the glossy image with a set jaw and steely eyes.
Justin: … It’s been a long time.
Justin: A long time since I was dragging my bag into the locker room for the first time, a rookie given only passing glances by the beaten-down vets and other hungry newcomers roaming the halls of this company.
Justin: I was eager to jump into the sport that inspired me. I didn’t expect to go through so much…
Justin: Best friends betrayed me. Put me in the hospital. The woman I loved LEFT me because of how rough OCW was. I’ve been injured, beaten, bent… but not broken.
Justin: Sometimes I don’t know why I stay. There’s more money in movies, and someone else does the stunts and breaks the bones.
Justin:
There’s more RESPECT in movies--society looks at wrestlers like most people look at birthday party clowns, except the clown is fighting a pain pill addiction and wearing a t-shirt with day-old blood on it.
Justin shakes his head.
Justin: Now I know why the vets I passed by on my first day looked so tired. Now I know why they barely paid attention to me even when I won my first few matches. Most people don’t last in this business. Most people don’t last here.
Justin: But here I am. After all that, here I am. And you know what, Antonio Everett?
Justin:
When my name is mentioned, the locker room treats it with respect. The people in the office treat it with respect. People wear my t-shirts in the audience! People chant my name, night in, night out!
Justin: You know why? Not because I’m some fresh face outta Hollywood. They didn’t DO that when I got here. Wrestling respects wrestling. The fans out there respect people who put in the work and deal with the pain! And I DO!
He turns away from the poster to face the camera, jabbing a thumb into his chest.
Justin: You’re just looking for excuses to take me down, to write me off, to feel better about yourself and all the sh*t YOU had to do to come up in this place. But you don’t get to do that, Tony, not forever.
Justin: My name is Justin Jehst. I am an OCW wrestler. I am Hollywood Muscle. I AM coming for your title. And once the night is over, once your manufactured narrative of haves and have-nots, of street life vs Hollywood glamor falls apart, and you see the real me? You WILL treat me with the respect I deserve.
