Post by Robert Daniels on Jul 26, 2021 10:36:37 GMT -5
BACKSTAGE...
Laying down as the cameras cut to the inside of his locker room. Jason Cashe has a pillow of ice packs under his head and neck. The side effects of a losing effort against Cartier. He had an opportunity to make history and it slipped out from his grasp. He stares up at the ceiling, lost in both thought and grief.
JASON CASHE: I had her.. F**K!
Sitting up like a 'deadman' rising from a chalk outline. Cashe keeps an ice pack pressed against the back of his neck.
JASON CASHE: End of the day, there is no excuse that changes the outcome. I lost. It won't be the last and it sure wasn't the first time, just YOUR first time beating me!
As if he could look into her eyes through the camera, he glares into the lens.
JASON CASHE: You earned that just as you have now earned your opportunity to make history. To be the first one to hold both at the same time..
Shoving off the group, Cashe is slower to get off the floor than if he hadn't just been in a fight. His limp while typical (Giggity) was far more heavy at the moment as he dragged himself over to the bench where his belongings were littered around the locker but not IN the locker. Reaching down, he lets out a slight groan but as he stands tall once again, he has his UWL TV Title gripped in his left hand.
JASON CASHE: Now you come for me! Now you come for THIS!! Halftime has arrived for you Cartier so slap that ass, stick your tongue all the way out but watch for the uppercut because it can render you speechless. You have the opportunity I couldn't grab hold of and now, it is my job to interrupt your attempt. Just as you have done with mine.. See you again soon!
Cashe drops down, sitting on the bench behind him. The UWL TV Title laid out in front of him and it is what the camera focuses on before going to a black fade.
Laying down as the cameras cut to the inside of his locker room. Jason Cashe has a pillow of ice packs under his head and neck. The side effects of a losing effort against Cartier. He had an opportunity to make history and it slipped out from his grasp. He stares up at the ceiling, lost in both thought and grief.
JASON CASHE: I had her.. F**K!
Sitting up like a 'deadman' rising from a chalk outline. Cashe keeps an ice pack pressed against the back of his neck.
JASON CASHE: End of the day, there is no excuse that changes the outcome. I lost. It won't be the last and it sure wasn't the first time, just YOUR first time beating me!
As if he could look into her eyes through the camera, he glares into the lens.
JASON CASHE: You earned that just as you have now earned your opportunity to make history. To be the first one to hold both at the same time..
Shoving off the group, Cashe is slower to get off the floor than if he hadn't just been in a fight. His limp while typical (Giggity) was far more heavy at the moment as he dragged himself over to the bench where his belongings were littered around the locker but not IN the locker. Reaching down, he lets out a slight groan but as he stands tall once again, he has his UWL TV Title gripped in his left hand.
JASON CASHE: Now you come for me! Now you come for THIS!! Halftime has arrived for you Cartier so slap that ass, stick your tongue all the way out but watch for the uppercut because it can render you speechless. You have the opportunity I couldn't grab hold of and now, it is my job to interrupt your attempt. Just as you have done with mine.. See you again soon!
Cashe drops down, sitting on the bench behind him. The UWL TV Title laid out in front of him and it is what the camera focuses on before going to a black fade.