Post by tobeornottobe on May 12, 2006 19:57:53 GMT -5
Questions run ramped throughout your mind. Why ban illegal immigration? Why make things more difficult for foreigners in "The land of Opportunity"?
The sound of a newspaper crumbling up commences inside the lobby of a hotel. People smattering, couples arguing, children running around in bliss. Warm maroon lighting illuminates the colossal space. In the middle of the lobby, stands a desk. The desk is obviously for booking a room, but behind the desk. By the far end of the room. In between the two flights of velvet red carpet on the stairs. Stands a man. He walks over to his right, where the couches are. He takes the newspaper he has crumbled up and tosses it in between the coffee tables where a recycling bin lies.
He takes a seat on the far end of the couch that rests upon the beige paint. He sits and rubs his fingers all over the arm rest and gets introduced to the brown wool of the seat. He seems nervous.
[Man]
Where the
is this guy?
He then moves over to his right and tries to get a better look at the revolving doors at the entrance. He then sees a tall man with a black trench coat closing a umbrella and shaking the excess water off of it. Thus showing that it was raining outside. The tall man then sees the other man that is sitting on the far end of the lobby and starts walking to wards him. The man who was sitting stands up as the other man approaches him.
[Man]
So...uhhh....you the reporter?
[Reporter]
Why yes I am and may I add, it is a true pleasure having you take time out of your busy schedule just to come here for this interview, Mr. Sanchez.
[Sanchez]
Please...call me Miguel.
Both me sit down and begin speaking about various subjects. The reporter asks Miguel about his 2 month suspension from the WFWF.
[Miguel]
I feel that it was completely out of the blue. I still have mixed reactions about being back here after the falling out, you know. After the confrontation with Shane O' Riley backstage, you know, I don't blame management for giving me suspension because I was totally out of line and it was totally unprofessional. But, on the other hand, I am kinda mad that they made the suspension for two freaking' months even though the fired him.
The reporter then brings up another touchy subject. Miguel's first match back against Tha CBT.
[Reporter]
How do you feel about your match against Tha CBT?
[Miguel]
You know, The CBT wants to poke fun at me because I am Mexican. Well you know what? CBT is nothing but a "Legal" Mexican. He's just mad because at least my country still has an active government. The CBT couldn't be more wrong about calling this a "Squash match". For him maybe it is. I've got my green card. I've got my lunch. And my cousins still have school. The CBT better be ready. Because I'm gonna hit him hard. Harder than his government going MC Hammer broke.
The sound of a newspaper crumbling up commences inside the lobby of a hotel. People smattering, couples arguing, children running around in bliss. Warm maroon lighting illuminates the colossal space. In the middle of the lobby, stands a desk. The desk is obviously for booking a room, but behind the desk. By the far end of the room. In between the two flights of velvet red carpet on the stairs. Stands a man. He walks over to his right, where the couches are. He takes the newspaper he has crumbled up and tosses it in between the coffee tables where a recycling bin lies.
He takes a seat on the far end of the couch that rests upon the beige paint. He sits and rubs his fingers all over the arm rest and gets introduced to the brown wool of the seat. He seems nervous.
[Man]
Where the
is this guy?He then moves over to his right and tries to get a better look at the revolving doors at the entrance. He then sees a tall man with a black trench coat closing a umbrella and shaking the excess water off of it. Thus showing that it was raining outside. The tall man then sees the other man that is sitting on the far end of the lobby and starts walking to wards him. The man who was sitting stands up as the other man approaches him.
[Man]
So...uhhh....you the reporter?
[Reporter]
Why yes I am and may I add, it is a true pleasure having you take time out of your busy schedule just to come here for this interview, Mr. Sanchez.
[Sanchez]
Please...call me Miguel.
Both me sit down and begin speaking about various subjects. The reporter asks Miguel about his 2 month suspension from the WFWF.
[Miguel]
I feel that it was completely out of the blue. I still have mixed reactions about being back here after the falling out, you know. After the confrontation with Shane O' Riley backstage, you know, I don't blame management for giving me suspension because I was totally out of line and it was totally unprofessional. But, on the other hand, I am kinda mad that they made the suspension for two freaking' months even though the fired him.
The reporter then brings up another touchy subject. Miguel's first match back against Tha CBT.
[Reporter]
How do you feel about your match against Tha CBT?
[Miguel]
You know, The CBT wants to poke fun at me because I am Mexican. Well you know what? CBT is nothing but a "Legal" Mexican. He's just mad because at least my country still has an active government. The CBT couldn't be more wrong about calling this a "Squash match". For him maybe it is. I've got my green card. I've got my lunch. And my cousins still have school. The CBT better be ready. Because I'm gonna hit him hard. Harder than his government going MC Hammer broke.
