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As the stream fades up from black, the Saturday Night Victory logo comes across the screen. The funky beat of Living in America by James Brown begins. The logo pulses until we get to the first chorus. As it fades out we get a shot of screaming fans. We pan across, getting a good luck at the new Victory ring aprons and stage.
As we come along the other side of the fans, the camera pans down to an upward angle. Suddenly a series of red, white, and blue pyrotechnics begin to explode on the stage. The theme music continues to go off as the camera changes angles. We get shots of the fans singing along to the sounds of the Godfather of Soul.
From the ring post, red, then blue sparklers begin to crackle up from tops. As the music fades out, the fans are even louder and we pan down to the commentator's booth where former VCW Champion, Dick Fury, and Jennifer Williams are standing by.
Williams: Welcome ladies and gentleman to another exciting episode of Saturday Night Victory right here on WrestleUTA Dot Com! I'm Jennifer Williams and joining me as my new partner here on Victory Dick Fury! Welcome back to the booth Dick.
Fury: Dick loves being in the box with you Jennifer!
Williams: Tonight, we have two exciting matches for you. A re-debut of sorts as Bobby Dean takes on Dynasty member CBR.
Fury: Another classic two minute match in the making!
Williams: Then in our main event, two former UTA Champions meet each other in the ring for the first time since Black horizon... Abdul bin Hussain returns and meets Madman Szalinski. What a match that will be! But for now, I'm being told that we are standing by with CBR in his dressing room as he prepares for tonight's match.
The Canadian Star, CBR, is seen sitting in his locker room, tying the laces of his boots, preparing for his upcoming bout, when suddenly there is a knock at the door. Looking up, he's a bit surprised as the door simply swings open, without invitation. Standing out in the hall is none other than "Beautiful" Bobby Dean, a nondescript rectangle box tucked under his arm. Without a word of greeting or acknowledgment, Bobby walks into the locker room and over to a nearby table, placing the box onto the table before reaching nearby and sliding a chair with wheels over to sit in.
Claude slowly rises out of his chair, his right hand closing into a fist, simply looking at Bobby Dean with a mixture of confusion, intrigue, and annoyance on his face. He walks forward, watching Bobby open the box before him, placing two objects onto the table before placing the now empty box onto the floor.
CBR: What the hell are you doing?
Bobby Dean looks up to CBR, and shrugs his shoulders, as if it were obvious why he was there.
BBD: I'm here for our match, obviously.
Now CBR is 100% confused.
CBR: Our match? What are you talking about?
Bobby Dean looks at CBR, and it suddenly dawns on him.
BBD: Wait, did you honestly think I'd wrestle you tonight!?
CBR looks stunned, because obviously that's exactly what he thought. I mean, they are wrestlers for goodness sake!
BBD: Come on! We all know you'd wrestle circles around me! No, our match won't be settled in the ring, we're going to settle it right here, right now, with a game I like to call, BATTLESHIP!
With a flourish, Bobby Dean opens his battle ship game board, and begins placing his ships accordingly, ignoring CBR who continues to stand there confused.
CBR: Tell me this is a sick joke?
Bobby stops for a second and looks up at CBR as if he were the crazy one.
BBD: I'm always serious, when it comes to Battleship…
CBR: So you KNOW you'd be no match for me in the ring...so think you can outsmart me? Fine, let's do this!
CBR drags his chair over and takes a seat, ripping open his game board, as if he were a natural, he begins to place the ships.
CBR: I don't care if it's wrestling, Battleship, Tic Tac Toe, Heads Up 7 Up, there is nothing in this world that I would possibly lose to you to. So if I've gotta sink your stupid ships, then sink them I will! Let's go!
BBD: Ladies first. BAM!
CBR looks up at Bobby as if he were looking at a mentally challenged child who wears a helmet, but instead of saying anything, he rolls his eyes and focuses.
BBD: Miss!
We fade.
Later on this evening Abdul bin Hussain is facing Madman Szalinski. It's a huge match for the UTA faithful. Naturally the UTA dispatched Jamie Sawyers to get a few words with the Abudl before the match.
Sawyers makes his way down the hall and heads towards Abudl locker room. He gets there, knocks on the door, and it opens. There's no Abdul inside but there is something.
The camera turns and sees a huge United States flag on the wall. Actually a few flags are scattered around the room. One representing the Navy, the Air Force, the Marines, the Army.
Sawyers looks confused.
Sawyers: What..is this?
He steps into the room and the camera follows her, no Abdul to be found. However there are plenty more US propaganda pieces. There's a copy of the Declaration of Independence hung up on the wall. The locker is open and an Uncle Sam costume hangs in it.
Sawyers: I mean we aren't even in the US.
Williams looks confused and motions for the cameraman to cut, when he spots it.
There's a map of the United States on the wall as well. Circled on it is a region of Georgia. Written in black magic marker, "These colors don't run. -The American Thrill Ride."
Just then Abdul appears at the door.
Hussain: What is this? Who did this?
He takes steps towards the cameraman.
Hussain: Did you do this? Did you?
And the camera cuts.
We return to the locker room of CBR, as he and "Beautiful" Bobby Dean remain seated around the table, a look of consternation on CBR's face, as he studies his game board intently. Across from him, Bobby Dean, looks smug, and is bouncing, as if he were dancing in his seat.
BBD: You know, I'm like, one hit away from beating you, right?
CBR: Shut up!
BBD: It's okay, I'm really, I mean, REALLY, good at Battleship.
CBR: I said shut up!
Bobby Dean continues to dance in his seat, holding a red peg in his fingers, waving it around in CBR's face, but retracts it quickly each time CBR reaches out to slap his hand.
BBD: If Battleship had a professional league, I'd, like, be their World Champion, that's how good I am. Not to brag or anything, but yeah, I'm awesome.
CBR: H…. Uhm… H-5.
Before Bobby Dean can make his final guess, the death shot to CBR's final piece, CBR snaps. With a growl of primal rage, CBR explodes out of his seat, grabbing the table and flipping it aside, causing the pieces to scatter all over the rooms carpeted floor. Bobby Dean remains seated, with his final red peg still in hand, looking at CBR with fear in his eyes. CBR steps forward, glaring murderously at Bobby Dean, who begins to shuffle his rolling chair backward, away from the advancing man.
CBR: Bobby… Dean…
Bobby rolls his chair right up to the wall, and looks frantically behind him, as if hoping the wall would suddenly disappear. CBR steps forward and leans in, his face inches away from Bobby's, but Dean can only stare back, as if hypnotized, looking into the eyes of a rattlesnake.
CBR: I was going to beat you, but now, I think I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to leave you in the middle of that ring broken and maimed. You think our first match was a squash, you just wait, I'm going to make a lesson out of you.
Smiling, with absolutely zero mirth or kindness, CBR stands up, and simply turns and walks out of the locker room, leaving a stunned Bobby Dean behind. Sweat dripping down from his forehead, Bobby looks at the scattered game pieces forlornly.
BBD: I knew I should have brought Go-Fish…
We fade into a 60 second hype peace for the Anniverseary Edition of Wrestleshow as well as the next PPV, Seasons Beatings.
The unmistakable opening riff of Seek and Destroy by Metallica begins to play, the crowd erupting into a crescendo of boos, peppered with faint cheers of a growing fan base for the Internet Champion if the UTA.
After two or three repetitions of the riff, out from the back steps the man himself, Claude Baptiste Ranier, the big screen glowing with images of suplexes and submission holds by the Canadian Star, each separated with brief images of the Canadian flag.
Wearing a pair of purple and white ring trunks, purple knee pads and elbow pads and white boots, and adorned in his trademark Purple and white Subjugation robe, Ranier stands atop the stage, looking over the see or disapproving fans, the smile etched on his face.
Williams: Non title match here tonight as CBR and Bobby Dean are set to face each other for the second time in history. As some of you may know, Bobby Dean was CBR's first opponent, losing in under three minutes before leaving the company and setting CBR on an impressive undefeated streak.
Fury: Actually, no one knows that Jennifer. Bobby Dean wasn't here long enough for anyone to remember or care.
Williams: Well, that's not very nice. Bobby is a big fan of yours.
Fury: Bobby is just plain big.
Around his waist, beneath the robe, CBR wears the Internet Title, as one hand runs across the gold, a pair of purple tinted sunglasses over his face. Ranier has his blonde mane of hair falling by his shoulders and starts to make his way down the ramp, the music hitting into its starting lyrics.
We are scanning the scene in the city tonight,
We are looking for you to start up a fight;
There is an evil feeling in our brains,
But it is nothing new you know it drives us insane.
CBR edges forward towards the ring slowly, ignoring outstretched hands of fans, focused on the squared circle.
Announcer: Hailing from Montreal, Canada
Ranier is distracted by one Ryan's abuse, his smile turning to a serious look, straight into the eyes of an overweight fan in the front row shouting and pointing at the Canadian Star.
Running, on our way hiding,
You will pay dying, one thousand deaths running;
On our way hiding, you will pay dying;
One thousand deaths...
Claude unstraps the Internet Title, raising it above his head in front of the fan, holding it there patronizingly, focused on the fan, pausing for a few moments. He then drops the title over his shoulder and turns back towards the ring.
Announcer: Standing at six foot four and weighing in at two hundred and fifty seven pounds...
Searching....seek and destroy!
Searching...seek and destroy!
Searching...seek and destroy!
Searching...seek and destroy!
CBR walks up to the ring steps looking over the fans again momentarily as the chorus plays out. He walks slowly up the steps to the apron, stepping carefully through the ropes and into the ring. Ranier walks purposefully around a circuit of the squared circle, the smile curled back once more onto his face. Stopping at one of the corners of the ring, Claude places his Internet Title over the top rope and takes off his robe and sunglasses, placing them into the corner. Taking his title once more, he climbs the turnbuckle, raising it for everyone to see as the second chorus starts.
Announcer: The current UTA Internet Champion...the Canadian Star...CBR!!
Holding the belt aloft, Ranier takes in the boos, closing his eyes and savoring the moment. He lingers for a few more moments before coming down and handing his title to the referee, stretching his right arm.
Williams: CBR apart of Dynasty, you have to wonder if they will play any part in tonight's match?
The music begins to fade as the second chorus approaches, CBR focused, resting against the corner turnbuckle.
Fury: No need to. Just look at Bobby Dean. Throw a Twinkie on the ground and he'll fall over trying to reach it.
Williams: Now, Bobby Dean may not be in the shape he once was, but that's just mean.
Fury: Dick's not trying to be mean, he's just speaking the truth. Seriously, Dick threw a Twinkie on the ground backstage and it took him almost an hour to get back up. It was the great.
Williams: You are despicable.
The camera moves back up to the top of the stage. The screens light up, showing an in shape and simply beautiful Bobby Dean on them. Joe Esposito's You're the Best Around begins to play throughout the sound system. From the curtains, we see it. Bobby Dean rides out of the back and onto the stage in an electric scooter fitted with a basket that holds his snack foods.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring now. From Houston, Texas...
Bobby picks up a piece of pizza from the basket, taking a bite out of it, before sitting it down on top of a bucket of fried chicken.
Announcer: he stands at six foot tall and weighs in at three hundred and eighty pounds....
Fury: More like three hundred tons.
Williams: Really Dick? That is not nice at all.
Announcer: BEAUTIFUL..... BOBBY.... DEEEEAAANNNNNN!!!!!
Bobby begins down the ramp on his scooter as CBR just stares at him from the ring, trying to hold back his laughter.
Williams: The Internet Champion thinks this is funny. He and you must be good friends since you both have no compassion.
Fury: Compassion? This idiot did it to himself.
Williams: Some people just can't help themselves Dick!
Fury: One word... liposuction. You know it works Jennifer, don't you?
Williams: I am appalled you'd even suggest!
Fury: Give Dick one night and he'll show you so many other things that are way more appalling.
Williams: In your dreams!
Fury: Actually.. yes. Just last night actually.
Jennifer can be heard trying to stop herself from vomiting as Bobby Dean parks his cart near the steps as his music continues to play. Bobby Stands up and begins to dismount his cart. He almost stumbles as he does, but is able to catch his balance.
Fury: Jennifer, you see any chicken nuggets in that basket? Dick is hungry.
Williams: I don't think so, but either way, that isn't yours to snack from.
Fury: Well then he shouldn't bring it down here. Why don't you be a dear and go grab a breast for Dick.
Williams: You are so vulgar!
Fury: What? Dick wants a chicken breast from that bucket!
Bobby starts up the steps and stops, breathing heavy before continuing. As he reaches the apron, he struts across the edge of the ring, holding onto the rope so not to fall. The Beautiful one grabs the top rope with both hands and leans back, still holding on. He does a little shake for all of the ladies, who would rather not see it, in the building before entering the ring.
Williams: Bobby Dean in the ring, and ready to kick this match off with the Internet Champion.
Dean grabs the bottom of his way too small shit, and begins pulling it off. The fans, as well as CBR, and even the referee all scream No!. Bobby stops and looks around as he wonders what the big deal is.
Fury: No one wants to see any more of Bobby Dean then they already unfortunately have to.
Bobby looks at CBR, admiring his physique. He grabs the collar of his shirt and says Watch This before he begins to pull at it. Struggling, the shirt begins to stretch. Bobby pulls harder, but the shirt does not rip. CBR just begins to laugh as the now stretched out shirt, exposes a large part of Dean's upper chest.
Fury: There are no words to describe the stupidity Dick is witnessing right now.
Williams: When I think of overly stupid, I just think of Dick Fury.
Fury: And you say Dick isn't nice. Sheesh. Dick has feelings to you know...
Williams: Well, I'm sor..
Fury: IN HIS PANTS!
Williams: You're a pig!
Bobby Dean stops trying to rip the shirt and begins to pull it up again. However, this time it gets stuck over his head. He begins stumbling around, his fat shaking. CBR's face is priceless as he looks on. Not because he wants to. In fact he doesn't want to see this. But this is one of those situations you can not look away from.
Fury: This right here is what the UTA has become now that Dick has retired.
Finally he gets the shirt off of his head and holds it high in the air, celebrating. Bobby walks over to the ropes and throws the shirt out into the fans before turning back to CBR. As he does, he feels the shirt hit the back of his head after it being thrown back in.
He sadly sighs as the referee kicks the shirt out of the ring and calls for the bell to start the match. As the bell sounds CBR just looks at the obese man who once was a star and shakes his head.
Williams: CBR sizing Dean up.
Fury: Extra, extra, extra large is the size Jennifer.
Bobby Dean puts his arms up, wiggling his fingers and challenging CBR to a test of strength. CBR looks out right, then left before raising his arms up.
Williams: We're off. It looks like these two men will... no. As CBR went in to grab Bobby Dean's grip, he kicked Dean in the mid section.
Dean winches after the kick. CBR grabs his left arm and twist it up and around until he is standing behind Dean with Bobby's arm firmly behind his back. Bobby Dean lets out a yelp as he slaps his left shoulder with his free right hand.
Williams: CBR working the left arm of Bobby Dean.
Fury: That's a lot of work for him to do.
CBR slaps Bobby Dean in the back of the head as he releases him, causing Dean to stumble forward a couple of steps. Before too long, CBR steps forward and slides his arms up underneath of Dean's and locks his fingers behind his head.
Williams: Full nelson by CBR.
CBR moves left to right, putting more pressure on the arms of Bobby Dean. He tries to lift him for a full nelson slam, but can barely get Dean up. As he releases Dean awkwardly falls backward, knocking into CBR who stumbles back, obviously by mistake.
Williams: Bobby Dean escaping a full nelson slam.
Fury: Wasn't so much an escape, but he is just too heavy to be lifted like that.
CBR is irritated by what we could tell was a mistake. As Bobby Dean gets up, breathing heavy already, CBR shoots forward with a very stiff, very hard, and very real kick to the face of Bobby Dean.
Williams: Ouch! What a kick to the face.
Fury: He sure... connected there.
Dean hits the canvas and grabs his face in pain. The referee can be seen leaning in and saying something inaudible to CBR before The Canadian Star pushes him out of the way and begins to bring what seem to be more normal boots down onto the arm of Bobby Dean.
Williams: CBR working that arm again with those boots.
The fans verbally let the two men know what they think by booing and starting a this is boring chant. Annoyed CBR throws his hands up to the fans before pointing down at Bobby Dean and yelling This is what I have to work with! before he comes back with more vicious stomps.
Williams: CBR continuing his assault on Bobby Dean.
CBR grabs the flowing locks of Bobby Dean and begins to pull. Dean comes up with him, yelling at the pain of his hair being what is carrying his body weight. Once up, CBR grabs Bobby's arm and yanks back.
Williams: Irish Wh- No!
Bobby plants his feet and doesn't budge.
Williams: CBR unable to send Bobby Dean across the ring.
Fury: CBR is going to throw his back out trying to pull him.
Williams: The Canadian Superstar striking now with a series of rights. Bobby Dean taken back a bit, comes forward with a heavy chop across the chest of CBR.
CBR grabs his chest and stumbles back turning away from Dean.
Williams: Bobby Dean now with that huge forearm across the back of CBR.
CBR falls to one knee, but stands right back.
Williams: Another forearm to the back of CBR.
Fury: Dean full of a variety of moves it seems.
Williams: No need to be sarcastic.
Bobby Dean turns him around and grabs his arm, using it to whip CBR across the ring.
Williams: CBR on the return, Dean waiting... NO! CBR catches him.. SWINGING NECKBREAKER!
CBR rolls over and gets up, letting out a loud yell of power.
Williams: CBR now stomping away at the chest of Dean, working around him.
Fury: Seriously CBR, just throw a Twinkie on the ground. You wont need to continue kicking him to keep him down.
Williams: CBR now pulling Bobby Dean back up by his head.
Fury: That alone is a big order.
As Dean gets up, he is dazed.
Williams: Boot to the midsection of Bobby Dean by CBR!
He moves in and grabs Dean in a scoop, lifting.
Williams: CBR trying to body slam Bobby Dean!!
Fury: Oh yea, there goes his back.
Williams: CBR was able to slam Yoshii who is heavier than Bobby Dean. Can he do it again here tonight?
Dean begins to fight, hitting CBR repeatedly in the head until he sits him down. This time Dean grabs CBR and starts to lift.
Williams: WAIT!!! Dean IS GOING TO TRY AND... NO.. HE IS GOING TO BODYSLAM CBR!!!!!
Dean lifts CBR, and slams him to the canvas. The entire crowd erupts.
Williams: Bobby Dean on the offense!
Bobby looks at the ropes and then down at CBR before looking at the ropes again.
Williams: Bobby Dean running toward the ropes.
As he does, he slows down. His run turns to a jog which turns to Bobby walking before he just stops. He puts his hands on his hips and leans slightly forward breathing hard.
Fury: Ah come on. He's already gassing!
Bobby waves toward the ropes as if saying forget it. As he turns around, CBR is already back up to one knee. Dean turns fully and CBR shoots forward, his arm out.
Williams: Huge clothesline by CBR! Dean goes down!
Fury: Bobby Dean is probably used to going down. Dick hears that's how he paid his bills before coming back to the UTA.
Williams: That is beyond gross Dick! Plus, Bobby worked in High Octane Wrestling before coming back. I'm sure he was paid well!
Fury: Yea, in chicken nuggets.... Damn... Dick wants some chicken nuggets bad.
Williams: Focus on the match!
Dick sets his headset down and stands up as in the ring, CBR lifts Bobby's leg and begins to stomp his inner thigh.
Williams: CBR trying to take out the legs of Bobby Dean. If he can not put his weight on them, he can not stand up!
Fury makes his way over to Bobby's cart and starts to rummage through the contents of the basket as the match continues. CBR, still holding one leg of Bobby Dean, steps over and twist before coming down and grabbing his other.
Williams: Figure four leg lock on Dean! He may not be able to hold on!
The camera pans out and we catch Fury drinking from a soft drink cup and holding a burger in his free hand. He holds the burger up toward Jennifer to show her he found something to eat.
Williams: Good for you Dick! Now how about coming back and calling this match with me?!
Inside of the ring, Bobby Deans creams and yells, but refuses to give up. He digs his hands into the canvas and with all of his might, and weight... begins to drag himself, CBR attached, backward toward the ropes.
Williams: Bobby Dean trying to stick through the pain and make it to the ropes. Can he do it?
Fury: (Mumbles)
Williams: What?
Fury: (Mumbles)
Williams: Can you finish your food first please?
Fury: (Mumbles) Mm Hmm.
Dean does it. The referee calls for CBR to break the hold as Bobby Dean holds onto the bottom rope. Frustrated, CBR just holds on tighter.
Williams: CBR upset that he must not break the figure four and that Bobby Dean did not give up.
The referee warns CBR, but he just leans back, applying more pressure. Bobby Dean screams in agony as CBR wretches his legs. The referee starts to count CBR.
Williams: CBR refusing to break the hold. Bobby Dean is in pure agony!
The referee hits five and starts to call for the bell.
Williams: CBR refused to break the lock! He let his frustration get the better of him and it has now cost him the match!
Fury: Dick would be frustrated too if he put that fat blob through everything he could and he refused to give up.
Announcer: The winner of this match via disqualification..... BOBBY... DEEEEAAANNN!!!!!
CBR finally breaks the figure four and gets up. Bobby Dean just lays on the ropes, holding his legs in pain.
Williams: Well, Bobby Dean has a win over CBR in the record books, but his re-debut match did not end quite like he expected.
The camera rest on an in pain Bobby Dean before fading.
Victory cuts backstage and we're presented with the back of Bill Daley, Turk's Doctor and manager.
Daley: You don't have to wrestle tonight. It's fine. I've spoken to the bookers, you're completely off the card.
We move closer and we see on the floor, in front of Daley is Turk. On his side, in the fetal position
Turk: Why is this happening? Why are the others..?
Daley: The others are with us. We're fine. We've crossed this bridge before, Turk. This is a road we've already travelled. Remember?
Bill reaches into his pocket
Daley: Now, I'll need you to take this...
Turk presses his face against the concrete
Turk: No more damn pills, Bill. No more dosages. No more tinkering. We've been here before but we're going the wrong direction.
Daley: (lowering his voice) Turk, certainly you understand I know better…
Turk: (turning his face so his tears are visible) You don't know! You aren't in here! You aren't hearing this! You're not seeing this! The others are here nearly always now! I was made to look like a fool on the last show..
Daley: We've been over that; everyone was talking - it's what we want. It was the plan. It worked perfectly.
Turk: It wasn't me! I'm Turk! I'm the one everyone wants! Not your damned recipes!
Just then Bill and Turk notice the camera Turk gathers his feet under him quickly and stands
Daley: (to the camera) How long have you been here? How long have you been taping?
Turk's thick tattooed arm appears around Daley's shoulder and his hand clasps over the lens as the feed cuts to pixelated colors, then black.
The camera moves as it opens, going into an open door. Once inside, there is little time to notice the surroundings of James Wingate's office, due to the conversation taking place between he and a standing Ariel Shadows.
Ariel: I need a match.
Wingate: You have one.
Ariel: I need one before that.
Wingate swivels in his chair slightly from side to side, looking up at Ariel.
Wingate: Not tonight.
Ariel: Sunday.
Wingate: I can't. Conrad Teller is in charge of that show.
Ariel puts either hand on James' desk gently, leaning down.
Ariel: I need a match.
Wingate still doesn't change demeanor.
Wingate: Why?
Ariel leans up from the desk.
Ariel: I need to get ready. I'm rusty.
Wingate: I know. I heard about that debacle in California.
Ariel's anger is visible, yet she remains quiet and respectful.
Wingate: But this time, the numbers are even.
Ariel: Sir...
Wingate: Look, I'll see what I can do, but you know that UTA has so many people trying to get a match right now...
Ariel steps back from the desk a bit.
Ariel: Until now, I've just been the cute little girl by Madman's side. We both know that's not who I've always been. If you expect me to just walk in and beat the hell out of KVT, I need to be ready.
Ariel steps away again to the door.
Ariel: Please, find me someone to face before then.
Wingate: One question...
Ariel looks back from the doorframe.
Wingate: Why the hell is Madman so scared of you?
Ariel: You'll see.
Ariel walks out of the room, leaving James and ending the scene.
Williams: Coming up in just moments, our main event of the...
Going Down by Freddie King begins to play. The crowd starts to stir as they await La Flama Blanca. The booing starts almost immediately.
Fury: The man behind the kick.
The song is in full swing and Blanca walks through the curtain with a big smile on his face. Flaunting his new Dynasty apparel. He gets a nice round of boos as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp. He pauses for a few seconds seeing fans devilish faces hate his guts. He loves it.
Williams: One of the most talked about stars here in the United Toughness Alliance.
Fury: Dick is okay with La Flama Blanca coming down here. Dick needs a nap.
Blanca walks down the ramp and gets major heat from the fans. He attempts to smack a fan but pulls himself back. He points his finger in the face of another fan.
Williams: Real class act.
Fury: That guy should get smacked. He once tried to grab Dick the last time Dick was in this crap hole state. Dick might have a kid here.
When he finally gets to the ring he steps through the ropes. His music fades and the fans let him know how they feel.
Fans: You sold out! You sold out!
Williams: They are really letting him have it.
Fury: No one ever said the fans were smart.
He calls for a microphone.
Williams: Tomorrow night, La Flama Blanca steps into a steel cage with UTA Hall of Famer, The Spectre.
Fury: Conrad Teller, really put together a good card for Wrestleshow. Sending a message to Dynasty.
With microphone in hand; He walks from side to side in the ring looking into crowd of mouth breathers.
Fans: You sold out! You sold out!
He is not giving the fans any attention. He puts the microphone to his mouth as the fans continue to chant.
Fans: Sell out! Sell out! Sell out!
Fury: These fans need to pipe down. Let the illegal speak; Hope it's English.
Williams: He deserves this.
La Flama Blanca: Can I talk now?
The fans boo as one.
La Flama Blanca: Go back to your shanties! I have a microphone, so you are going to listen to what I have to say.
Williams: The fans not happy with La Flama Blanca.
La Flama Blanca: Tomorrow night at Wrestleshow, Dynasty invades Italy. Tomorrow night at Wrestleshow; Dynasty will continue to dominate the world.
Fans: Boo!
La Flama Blanca: Tomorrow at the PalaEldo; I step into a sixteen foot high, steel cage. My opponent; The UTA Hall of Famer, The Spectre.
The fans begin to cheer. They then begin to chant.
Fans: He's gonna kill you! He's gonna kill you!
The Luchador laughs and walks around the inside of the ring.
La Flama Blanca: It's funny you say that. When I was a kid I was a big fan of "Where's Waldo?" For the past few weeks I took it upon myself to try to find "Waldo". I hired a private investigator to find someone more evasive than a sasquatch, more challenging to find than a Megaladon. I found The Spectre's cave. I went to the smelly, disgusting, crap hole that "The Jag Bag" called home.
Fans: Boo!
Williams: He found The Spectre's cave?!
Fury: Ohh man. Genius! He's a Mexican but Dick likes this guy! Head games with the master!
La Flama Blanca: So I went on an adventure. Traveled many miles, climbed all over the mountains and through the woods to The Spectre's house. I saw a lot of things I really shouldn't have. If Spectre didn't want to kill me before, he's definitely going to want to kill me now. Here's some real footage of my trip. Roll it!
Williams: What is this?
Fury: What do you think it is?
A video begins to play on the Tough Tron. It's La Flama Blanca inside what appears to be the cave of The Spectre. Blanca is facing the camera.
La Flama Blanca: Sometimes people do crazy things to make a point. Many will say that what I'm doing is stupid. I don't care what anyone has to say. Right now, I'm in the home of the Spectre. I found his cave, I'm doing what no other UTA athlete has done. I'm in the body of the beast. He could walk in here at any moment. I've did some re-decorating. I added some color to this dark and despressing spot. I'm real proud of my work.
The fans are unsure of what is going on. Blanca stands leaning on the ropes; admiring himself on the big screen.
La Flama Blanca: Before I leave, I want to just leave The Spectre one last thing. A personal stamp, that I was here.
Blanca turns his back to the camera and unzips his pants.
Williams: He didn't...
Fury: Dick hopes he did!
La Flama Blanca: Cut it right there. Now… I had a lot to drink that morning. My bladder was mighty full. If the networks weren't scared, they'd let me finish that video. I did what everyone thinks I did.
The Cruiserweight laughs as the fans boo.
Fury: Dick loves it!
Williams: Disgusting!
The fans boo what they've just seen. Few in the crowd cheer the actions of The Luchador.
La Flama Blanca: Spectre, tomorrow night at Wrestleshow; know that I'm not playing around. I went to lengths to find you. I had to hit you hard. You brought this on yourself. You come to my home town, I go to your home. Conrad put us in this match and you blow up on twitter. You always need to put yourself into every situation in the UTA. You made this about you. You will only have yourself and Conrad Teller, to blame. Sunday, Dynasty… finishes you.
Fury: Dick can imagine The Spectre was not happy with what Blanca did.
Williams: La Flama Blanca is crazy! He dug his own grave!
Fury: Dick hopes the mexican knows what he's doing.
La Flama Blanca: Now onto tonight. Our main event. Abdul bin Hussain head to head with Madman Szalinski.
The fans show their support for Szalinski. They start one more chant.
Fans: MAAAAAAD MAAAAAAAN! MAAAAAAD MAAAAAAAN!
La Flama Blanca: You're just going to do it, so go ahead.
Blanca leans against the ropes and checks his watch.
Fans: MAAAAAAD MAAAAAAAN! MAAAAAAD MAAAAAAAN!
The Cruiserweight snaps back.
La Flama Blanca: Now it's my time to talk and really it's always my time to talk. Maaaaaaad Maaaaaaan, I will be watching your back tonight. You know I always got you.
The Luchador begins to laugh and Blanca's music hits causing the fans to boo. Blanca drops the microphone and makes his exit.
Williams: Can't put anything past this new La Flama Blanca we're seeing; Since his joining of Dynasty.
Fury: Now you know Dick's stance on Mexicans but he's playing mind games with two of the best in the UTA at it. Bean dip is going to have to bring it at Wrestleshow in the steel cage against the one and only; Purple haired freak, The Spectre.
Blanca is halfway up the ramp and turns to face the ring. The fans along the sides yell and scream at him and he stands and laughs. He goes to a fan wearing his shirt and mask and shakes his hand and gives him a bro hug.
Williams: I don't see how anyone could support La Flama Blanca after what he did in Mexico at Wrestleshow Twenty Four.
Fury: People like the bad guys. People love Dick. Dick tells it how it is Jennifer. Dick told you he has been with black women before right? Several.
Williams: I bet you have. Coming up next our main event, Abdul bin Hussain taking on Madman Szalinski. Should be a good one!
Cameras pan around the sea of anxious people who are cheering loudly at the showing of respect towards the USA. Suddenly, the cheering ceases as the loudspeakers crackle, all attention devoted to these very special proceedings. A large American Flag unfolds from the rafters and hangs majestically over the ring area, each ear expecting to hear the immortal Star Spangled Banner.
The big screen starts to show all sorts of American iconic sites. Children playing in the streets, baseball matches, troops in the Middle East. Those images dissolve into footage of various terrorist attacks from around the world including 9-11 until, finally, the Iraqi flag with two scimitars underneath fill the screen. This soon gives way to a hooded figure. The scene pulls back to fill the whole screen with this figure having sprawled at his feet American soldiers.
As Call to Pray by Seether begins to blare loudly through the arena, it is eerily evident that this wouldn't be a time for celebration. Outraged and appalled, the almost speechless fans erupt in hatred all at once.
Fans: USA! USA! USA!
The fans begin booing nearly to the point of an inverted standing ovation. The noise from the fans is deafening with the ferocity of the boos. The roving arm of the cameras picks out people in the crowd. As they realize there on the screen they hold the signs higher. Ice Blue strobes cut around the arena as blue smoke billows from underneath the grating on the ramp way. The curtains at the top of the ramp way parts and they emerge.
Williams: This is Hussain's first match back in an UTA ring. See how he fares, he looks in top shape.
Fury: Big match that can only be found in the UTA. Victory continuing to step up the level of competition in the federation and the sport. Dick, likes it. Now this is a Main Event.
Standing there is Abdul Bin Hussain, dressed in traditional Arab clothes. He is standing between his manager Rafiq and his sister Nazirah. Nazirah is dressed in the traditional Burqa. Rafiq carries the Iraqi flag on a pole. They look about themselves at the crowds who are booing really loudly.
Announcer: Hailing from Basra, Iraq.......
Slowly Rafiq walks down the ramp way, taking in the boos with a look of amusement on his face. He is actually shown laughing. He reaches the ringside and climbs the stairs; Abdul and Nazirah enters the ring.
Announcer: Standing at six foot two inches and weighing in at two hundred forty two pounds........
Abdul looks around the crowd with a look of disdain but holds himself with dignity in front of this anti-Arab crowd. He starts to run the ropes.
Announcer: ..................The Butcher of Basra......Abdul bin Hussain!!!!!!!
Abdul suddenly stops in the middle of the ring and adjusts his pads as Nazirah and Rafiq exit out of the ring.
Fury: Hussain looks like he's ready. He definitely hasn't forgotten about Madman. Settle the score tonight.
Abdul stands in the neutral corner as his music stops. Boos are still going on around the arena.
Williams: Hussain awaiting his opponent.
Fury: Madman better be ready. Abdul's looking mean and middle eastern.
As the hi-hats count off four to start off Dr. Wily Part One, Madman Szalinski jumps out from behind the curtain. Ariel Shadows calmly walks out behind him as he screams some random words out to the fans. Peach barks from the ramp, running around sniffing.
Williams: Folks, here comes the former UTA Champion, Madman Szalinski.
Fury: Szalinski is going to take a beating in this one, let's see if luck is on his side once again.
Grasping his hand, Ariel calms Madman down and the two make their way down the aisle. The couple slaps every single hand that reaches out over the railing. Peach follows along at her own pace.
Announcer: From The Fire Fields....
Szalinski rolls into the ring, standing up to hold the ropes for Ariel. Ariel leaps onto the ring apron, then steps through and into the ring. Peach runs over to the ring steps, jumping up and onto the apron.
Announcer:Being accompanied to the ring by Ariel Shadows...and Peach...weighing in at one hundred eighty-seven pounds...
Madman runs to the closest turnbuckle, jumping up to the middle rope.
Announcer:MADMAN SZALINSKI!!!
Holding his hands out, he begins to play an invisible "controller", mashing buttons briefly before dropping the "controller" and raising his fists into the air. Peach stands around beside Ariel near the ropes.
Williams: Madman, playing videos games it seems.
Fury: Hussain has his eyes solely on Madman Szalinki.
Jumping down from the corner, Szalinski briefly kneels in the corner, head bowed to the turnbuckles, and remains there for a few seconds before hopping to his feet and turning to face his opponent. Ariel walks up to Madman to say some last minute words, with Peach nipping at his boots.
Fury: Ariel is looking good over there, Jennifer. Why doesn't Dick go over there and see if she'll be down for some fun later. You in?
Williams: Cool it, Fury! These are two men who have seen a lot of each other in the past.
Fury: Their fight over the UTA title. Black Horizon. Both men are a part of UTA history. Dick is better than both men though.
Fans: USA! USA! USA!
The bell sounds and the match begins.
Williams: Madman starting this one by hitting the ropes.
Fury: He's sent to the ground!
Hussain Shoulder Blocks Szalinski, sending him to the mat. Abdul lands several boots to the side of the former UTA Champion. Rafiq is heard yelling from the corner. Hussain turns his attack to landing fists to the back of Madman's head. Szalinski finally rises to his feet and leans on the ropes.
Fury: Hussain with the Irish Whip, no reversed.
Szalinski throws Hussain across the ring. He hits the mat with his stomach letting his opponent run over him. Szalinski quickly gets to his feet to Leap Frog over Hussain; as he bent down and continues. Madman turns around and goes for a Dropkick.
Fury: Madman with the whiff!
Williams: Madman hits the mat as Hussain holds himself to the ropes. Hussain charges Szalinski and oh! Running boot from Hussain. Rafiq barking orders at Hussain.
Fury: The pot head is still down.
Hussain continues to work on Madman. Big boots as Madman tries to get to his feet. Madman flips a switch and lifts Hussain wheel barrel style and sends him hard to the mat.
Williams: Madman put a lot on that slam, Dick. Ariel cheering for her man. She's getting this crowd involved.
Fury: Dick felt that slam, Jennifer.
Abdul grabs at his back but is soon mounted by Szalinski. Madman throws many rights and lefts as Hussain tries fighting him off. Madman is able to grab Hussain by the back of the head and land stiff rights to the forehead of Hussain.
Williams: Szalinski is in control of this match. Szalinski hits the ropes and comes at Hussain with a Knee Drop that does damage.
Szalinski continues to land fists on his downed opponent. He lifts Hussain up by the head and angles him towards the furthest corner. Madman sends Hussain into the ropes and Hussain crashes in the corner. Madman rushes into his corner and charges himself up.
Fury: This ain't a video game. He's going Super Saiyan!
Madman blasts from the corner like a missle and lunges for a splash that misses it's mark. Hussain stands to the side of Madman; He stalks the stumbling Madman and hits a Bulldog.
Fury: Szalinski is down!
Williams: Hussain with the pin.
Ref: One...Two… KICKOUT!
Fury: Szalinski barely kicking out. This should have been over.
Ariel begins slamming her hands on the mat near the corner. The fans begin to clap in unison.
Williams: Hussain runs into the ropes and comes back at Szalinski. Hussain… misses the Leg Drop.
Fury: Szalinski moves out of the way. Smart move.
Szalinski rolls a few times and comes to a stop. Hussain is still in pain from the botched Leg Drop. Madman gets to a vertical base and goes toward Hussain. Hussain on his knees grabs Madman by his suit and sends him head first into the top turnbuckle.
Fury: Hussain is still in this one.
Hussain now on his feet takes Madman by the head and smashes his face into the turnbuckle. After the second time Madman puts his boot on the top rope and stops Hussain. Szalinski lands some hard rights to Hussain, breaking the two apart. Madman swings Hussain into the corner and begins his offense. Madman begins lighting Abdul up with elbows.
Williams: Madman has Abdul trapped in the corner. Taking him to town with the elbow shots.
Madman turns to face Abdul and lands a few boots to Hussain's mid section. He then climbs up the ropes in a mount position on Hussain. He raises his fist in the air.
Fans: One, Two, Three, Four
Madman keeps it going.
Fans: Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine.
Madman puts that same arm back in the air.
Szalinski: USA!
The fans go wild!
Fury: Dick thinks he's going to go beast mode!
Fans: Ten!
Szalinski grabs Hussain by the back of the head; while placing his knees on Abdul's chest, he sends him across the ring.
Williams: Szalinski taking his time with Hussain.
Fury: Hussain is crawling to the ropes. Rafiq yelling to Hussain in a funny language.
Williams: Dick!
Fury: Yes you can have some.
Williams: The match!
Szalinski goes after Hussain landing chops to his back. Hussain elbows Madman, stopping his attack. Hussain goes for a kick but Madman is able to grab him by the foot. Without hesitation Hussain Enzuigiris Madman in the back of the head. Madman drops to one knee and grabs the back of his head. Hussain pushes Madman down and begins to choke him throat first across the second rope.
Williams: Ref starts his five count. We just saw CBR refuse to break and be disqualified due to a five count. Can we see it again?
DIck: The UTA camera man is a little too close to Madman's face on that one.
Hussain takes the count to four and lets Madman go. Hussain hits the ropes and comes back at Szalinski. He leaps over the top rope and comes down on Szalinski's neck with a Leg Drop. Hussain stays on his feet as Madman writhes in pain.
Williams: Those fans are letting Abdul hear it.
Fury: Nice to know they still hate him.
Williams: Back to the action. Hussain still on the outside takes Madman by the back of the head and begins to choke him against the bottom rope.
The referee starts his ten count on Hussain. Madman is able to get a few punches off by is over powered by Hussain. Hussain lands several rights and then takes a few steps back.
Blackfront: Hussain leaps and oh! A big time kick to the side of Madman Szalinski's head.
Fury: This match is exactly what Victory is all about. You can tell these men just don't like each other. Dick doesn't like either of them, if you're interested.
Williams: I am not.
Ref: Six!
Hussain begins to jaw with a fan at ringside.
Hussain: Shut up, trash!
Rafiq continues on with the fans at ringside.
Fury: We need security out here. Get that fan out of the building.
Szalinski is starting to come to in the middle of the ring. Abdul rolls into the ring just before the referee gets to ten. Hussain stomps on the right hand of Szalinski. Madman waves his hand and moves away from his opponent. Abdul brings Madman to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the return Hussain lifts Szalinski into the air.
Williams: Big crash in the middle of the ring. Hussain showing off his power.
Fury: Hussain should be going for the pin.
Hussain goes back to Szalinski, bringing him to his feet. He attempts another Irish Whip but is again turned around by Madman Szalinski. Hussain bounces off the ropes and Madman is able to lock him up in an Abdominal Stretch. Hussain lets out a fierce yell and Madman puts more pressure on the move.
Fury: Madman going for the submission.
Williams: Referee right in the middle of the action. Trying to see if Hussain quits.
Hussain continues to yell in agony as now Madman uses his free hand to push down on Abdul's head. Madman then punches Hussain in the side. Hussain using all his strength Hip Tosses Madman Szalinski to the mat.
Williams: Great back and forth.
Fury: Hussain needs to put the pressure on Szalinski. Dick can't believe this guy was champ! Dick always keeps the pressure on.
Madman sits on his backside; his legs out in front of him. Abdul sees an opportunity to strike and takes it. He hits the ropes and comes back diving over Madman and landing a Neckbreaker like move on his downed opponent. Szalinski lays on the mat in pain grabbing at the back of his neck. Hussain leans with his back against the ropes.
Williams: Hussain taking a breath. He walks towards Szalinski.
Hussain brings Madman to his feet. He pushes Madman Szalinski into the corner and lifts him up putting him on the top rope. He lands some hard lefts to Szalinski.
Williams: Hussain going for a possible Superplex.
Fury: Madman is fighting him off.
Ariel is heard yelling in the corner.
Szalinski Sunset Flips over Hussain and hits a devastating Neckbreaker. The fans go wild.
Fury: Madman has no quit!
The fans erupt.
WIlliams: Madman a little slow to get to his feet.
Madman stands by the ropes; takes a second and waits for Hussain to get to his feet. Hussain stumbles on his feet. Madman slow comes in and sends Abdul to the mat with a huge Bionic Elbow.
Williams: Bionic Elbow puts Hussain down on the mat. Madman pulling Abdul bin Hussain back to his feet.
Madman Szalinski grabs Abdul bin Hussain by the waist and hits a Backdrop Suplex. Crashing Hussain; head first on the mat.
Madman quick to his feet rushes to the near by corner. He goes to the top rope.
Williams: Madman might be going for the X-Buster.
Fury: If he hits this he wins.
Szalinski points out to the crowd and gets a good pop. Ariel puts her hands in the air feeling the victory in hand. He executes the X-Buster but hits stomach first on the canvas.
Fury: This is only action you can find here in the UTA! Hussain rolls out of the way! Both men are down!
Ref: One… Two…
Williams: I hope this match doesn't end like this!
Fury: The fans are on the edge of their seats Jennifer.
Both men begin to pull themselves up with the ropes. The referee hits seven.
Williams: It's going to be close... the referee is at nine.... BOTH MEN UP! BOTH MEN UP! This match continues!
Fury: Calm down jennifer. Dick hasn't seen a woman that excited since, well.. last night in his hotel room!
Williams: Abdul bin Hussain and Madman Szalinski charge each other! Madman with a leap frog over Hussain. Both off of the ropes and on the return...
Madman bens down to catch Abdul, however Hussain sees this and leaps up, his leg out and extending over the back of the neck of Madman Szalinski.
Williams: PRAY TO ALLA- NO!
Madman realizes he is about to be on the receiving end of the Pray to Allah, and ducks down, rolling to the side. Abdul bin Hussain brings his foot down to the canvas.
Williams: Madman escaped!
Hussain turns around and Madman leaps up. As he does, he throws his legs around Abdul's waist and his arm around his neck. Dropping back, he brings Abdul down and into a front guillotine choke.
Williams: DEATHTRAP! DEATHTRAP! ABDUL BIN HUSSAIN MIGHT HAVE TO SUBMIT!
The referee checks on Hussain who refuses to give up as Madman applies pressure, laughing manically as he squeezes.
Williams: Abdul bin Hussain refusing to give up, but at what cost?
Fury: What cost would it be to him if he did give up Jennifer?
Williams: Good point.
The referee gets down and checks on Hussain as Madman continues to hold tight, still laughing crazily. Finally the referee gets up and begins calling for the bell. Even madman's face tells the story of a man in shock as he lets go.
Williams: ABDUL BIN HUSSAIN IS OUT COLD! MADMAN CHOKED HIM OUT!
Madman rolls over and gets to his knees, his hands on his head, his face still in shock as Arial slides into the ring.
Announcer: The winner of this match via knockout.... MADMAN... SZALLLINNNSSKKIIIII!!!!!
Madman gets up as Ariel rushes him, latching onto her man. The fans are on their feet chanting USA! USA! USA!
Williams: What a night everybody. Huge victory here for Madman Szalinski over Abdul bin Hussain. Not a seat in the house is quiet. But, unfortunately that is all of the time we have tonight. I am Jennifer Williams along side of Dick Fury wishing you a great evening and we'll see you next week!
Fury: Good night!
The camera zooms in on madman standing on the corner turnbuckle his arms in the air as the copyright comes up and we fade to black.
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The Static Monsters 2015 was a success if you look at the weights lifted and the enjoyment from the competitors. Thank you also to Cynthia Hein Photography we have some fantastic photographic memories from the event. Please check out the entire gallery below.
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The Chongqing Grand Theatre重庆大剧院 is virtually at the tip of the Jiangbeizui peninsula, a piece of land that accosts the convergence point of the Yangtze and Jialing rivers.
As a small anecdote, many Chinese refer to the Yangtze erroneously as the 'Long River.' Indeed, the most widely used name is 'Chang jiang长江, that literally means 'long river.'
Interestingly, though, there is another name less widely known that stems from early contact with the outside world in the regions neighbouring the East China Sea, the name is 'Yang zi jiang扬子江.'
In modern pinyin, the method for romanising written Chinese as a study method, 扬子 is spelt 'yang zi,' but since the name originates hundreds of years beforehand, the old spelling of Yangtze persists.
Funnily, whenever I explain this to Chinese friends and students for the first time, I also point out that there is actually a hotel in Jiefangbei called 'Yangzi Island 扬子岛酒店, perfect for driving the tidbit home.
As a generality, I do love the situation where I remind locals of these little facts, and also the spelling of Chinese characters that temporarily slips their mind, just like what happens to us English speaking adults occasionally. Whenever this happens, you sense a wonderful blend of slight embarrassment and irony, all good natured, and shared by all parties.
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There are two main venues of choice for touring musical and theatrical companies, one is The Grand Theatre, the other by name is Guotai Yishu Zhongxin国泰艺术中心, meaning Cathay Arts Centre, but is a performance theatre for all intents and purposes.
In such a greatly populated metropolis, you might expect the best known theatre houses to be located in other districts, allowing tours to use both venues and improving access to spectators. As it happens, they are spaced 1500 metres apart either side of Qiansimen Bridge.
You cannot fail to notice the Grand Theatre once in sight. It occupies an open position on the peninsula tip, and has a jagged outer structure to perhaps embody the epithet of 'Mountain City山城(Shan cheng). At night, the exterior walls become one giant flashing LED screen, advertising events, brandishing slogans, and expressing seasonal wishes.
Even when there is no performance on, people enjoy visiting to explore the surroundings, walk the halls, poke heads into the auditorium, sit in the cafes, both indoors and outdoors, plus looking at posters advertising upcoming events.
The management has also set aside space inside for VA Galleries维岸画廊, a Hong Kong registered art dealership run by a local entrepreneur. On the second floor, real estate developers display flashy models of their latest hot properties in this financial district of Chongqing.
Unless the event is a complete sell out, you will find that people just buy the cheapest tickets, leaving the front section of the bottom level almost empty. As soon as the doors close, and the show about to begin, the spectators jump en masse and dart for the expensive seats ahead. With so large of group of people, the management seems powerless to do anything bar electrifying the unsold seats.
Incidentally, the solo performance by Muye Wu was the best I have ever seen live. He performed all the Chopin etudes from memory, then finished with a Mid-autumn themed composition that he prepared himself. Unlike many other pianists, he interacted with the audience on many occasions rather than just taking to the stage, bowing, playing, bowing again, then leaving without a word.
The Grand Theatre of Chongqing
The small, well hidden ticket office is rather uninspiring, but most people now purchase tickets on the official Wechat portal, on the slightly dysfunctional website, or by calling the hotline to see if anyone picks up.
A practical grip of Chinese makes life much easier here, there are not many English speaking staff or publicity leaflets, and the online portals are all in Chinese. A local would always be willing to help if you have any difficulty.
Thankfully, the reservation department offers free ticket delivery, and you can even choose to pay when you actually receive them in hand.
Here is a link to the Grand Theatre website, where you take a look at upcoming shows, find the Wechat QR code and contact numbers, all whilst trying to make sense of Chinese.
Unless you live prohibitively far, I strongly suggest walking from the Grand Theatre subway station, or from Jiefangbei across the bridge next to Hongyadong洪崖洞 if you happen to be in the area.
Alternatively, you can incorporate the pleasant nearby Central Park中央公园 as part of your visit, but not to be confused with the other identically named but not so centrally positioned 'Central Park' stuck away in the far northern reaches of the city!
Also, sandwiched in between Central Park and the Grand Theatre is the Science and Chongqing Technology Museum重庆科技馆. You could spend an entire afternoon and evening between these three juxtaposed locations, then finish off at the bar outside the main theatre entrance to take in the atmosphere and stunning nightviews across the river.


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Welcome to Climax Creek, North Carolina
Established 1858
"Built on Tradition, Moving Toward the Future"
Climax Creek is a small, quaint town situated between Greensboro and Sanford in North Carolina. Bordered by I-85 and three North Carolina state highways, it's occupied by less than sixteen hundred people. Climax Creek is the kind of town where you won't find a Starbucks, but you can get a great cup of coffee from Paulina down at Cool Beans. Watch out for Paulina- she'll talk your ear off if you let her. Down at Phipps Pharmacy, Quinn Phipps has got a cure for whatever might be ailing you. Say the wrong thing to your significant other? Minnie Hughes has got an "apology special" running down at her flower shop- she'll fix you up. Feel the need for some spiritual guidance? Climax Creek has four churches- take you pick. If you're looking for something fancy and pretentious, this isn't the place. But if you're looking for a little Southern comfort, the kind that you can't get out of a bottle, then stop on by.
Home for the Holidays...
Sheridan Cole works hard as an accountant and financial planner- so hard she's barely had time to sleep, let alone date. She's looking forward to a relaxing Christmas at her parent's home, in the tiny North Carolina town of Climax Creek. But a chance encounter with a handsome man from her past changes everything.
An Unfulfilled Desire
Nick Dunn has spent the last several weeks trying to keep his family's business from being taken over by a large corporation. As the eldest of the four Dunn children, keeping his family legacy intact is important to him. That situation holds his entire focus...that is, until he runs into his high school crush at the local coffee shop.
Two Feuding Families
Ever since Sheri and Nick were children, their families have been embroiled in a bitter dispute. Neither of them knows the root cause, but the Coles and Dunns businesses are in direct competition, and that hasn't helped heal the rift.
A Burning Passion
The heat between Sheri and Nick is palpable, undeniable, and inescapable. Before Sheri can even get a sip of her coffee, she's on her way home with Nick. But is this just a sexy holiday fling? Or is Nick using his sexual prowess to convince Sheri to enter a business deal with him?
Or could he be after her most guarded possession of all...her heart?
Eying Sheridan Cole, Nick was suddenly very glad he'd stayed later than he intended to grab a hot chocolate. He'd spent the last hour or two sitting in the shop with his younger brother, Dalton. They'd been discussing possible courses of action to take now that Purcell Foods, Incorporated was chomping at the bit to buy out his family's grocery store. He and his brother acted as manager and assistant manager, respectively, and the surprise offer on the store had put quite a damper on their holiday. No one in the entire Dunn family seemed to agree on what to do about the offer. As the eldest child, and designated voice of reason, his stress levels had been high for the last two weeks from to get everyone to a consensus.
But now, looking at this tasty morsel of femininity that fate had seen fit to drop in front of him, he thought his Christmas spirit might be returning in full force. Wearing a pair of skin tight, dark denim jeans and an emerald green sweater beneath a black leather jacket, she looked like the best gift he could ever hope to unwrap. The clothes clung to her in every place they should, showing off the womanly curves she'd acquired. They'd known each other since childhood, but now, she was all woman and looked every bit the part.
She'd come a long way from the math genius in glasses he'd known in high school, and even from the recent college graduate he'd seen on her last visit. He watched her stand there, trembling like a Chihuahua in a freezer, and waited for her to answer his question.
"I...uh....just got in. Decided to stop off for something warm on the way home." Her hand went to the straight, dark locks of her hair, hanging over her shoulders, and she twirled a few strands around her fingertips. Watching her do that just made him want to run his hand through the silken tresses.
He smiled, reaching out for her hand with his free one. "Welcome home. It's so good to see you. How long has it been...three, four years?" Her hand was shaky as he captured it in his larger one.
She nodded. "About that long, yeah." As if she realized she was playing in her hair, she stuffed the offending hand into her jacket pocket. Still gazing at him, those chocolate eyes wide, she asked, "How have you been?"
"Good, good." He took a sip from the cup of cocoa, through the tiny hole in the plastic lid. It was scorching hot, but somehow not as hot as Sheri. "Still managing the store. How about you?"
Her gaze flickered, dropped for a moment. "Still working at the firm."
"Well, you look fantastic. Whatever you're doing up in Pennsylvania is obviously working for you." He lifted her hand up to his lips, and kissed it.
The sound that slipped from her mouth may not have been intentional, but it was audible. He heard her sigh, loud and clear. Hearing her utter that throaty, pleasure filled sound made his pants feel about two sizes too small in the crotch. At this point, he had two options. He could either go stand in the corner, cross his legs, or think about last year's ski trip to Aspen, or he could invite her home with him. Right away, he knew which one he preferred, although, it would be quite a feat to drive in his current condition.
Paulina cleared her throat, and they both turned in her direction. "Don't hog Sheridan, Nick. Come on over here and tell me how you've been doing, girl!"
Releasing a long breath, Sheri excused herself and went to the counter to converse with Paulina. He watched her round hips swaying from side to side, then moved to a nearby table and sat down, covering his lap with his trench coat before he embarrassed himself.
He sat there and waited for the two women to finish their conversation, all the while wondering what Sheri would say when he asked her to come home with him. They were well acquainted, so she probably wouldn't slap him in the face, but he knew what he was about to do was still more than a little forward. Back in high school, she completely ignored him, preferring to spend time with her math books over dating. He hoped to God she'd changed her mind, because what was throbbing between his legs told him that if he didn't have her, he'd never get to sleep.
He waited what seemed like hours for her to finish chatting with Paulina and order her drink, while he shifted back and forth on the hard wooden seat. There just wasn't any comfortable way to sit in a chair like that when he was so damn hard. Finally, mercifully, she got her drink and turned back in his direction. "I was on my way home, so I guess I'd better get back on the road."
He stood, careful to close his coat as he did. Rather than announce his intentions now, and risk getting shot down in front of the gossiping Paulina, he offered his arm. "Let me walk you to your car."
She gave him a small smile, linked arms with him, and he pressed the door open with his elbow so they could step out into the cold night air.
Outside, they walked toward her dark blue sedan. He watched her face, and the way she seemed to be avoiding making eye contact. When she made a move to slip her arm out of his, he stayed her.
She looked up at him with those doe eyes. "What is it, Nick?"
He sat his cup on the roof of her car, then took hers and did the same. With both hands free, he cupped her face in his hands. "Sheri, why don't you come to my place?"
The long lashes fluttered. "I...didn't I just say I was on the way home?"
"You did." He dipped his head low, and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
The same sound she'd made earlier, when he'd touched her hand, slipped out again.
She stepped back, pressed a hand over her mouth. "Oh, God. You heard that, didn't you?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Both times." He kissed her lips again, loving how soft and yielding they felt beneath his. Unable to stop himself, he kissed her again, and again, giving her little pecks until his mouth, craving more of her, opened to slide his tongue between her lips.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, and that was his cue to pull her flush against his body, his hands resting on her hips. She relaxed into his embrace, and let the kiss deepen.
The chill of the night faded away, until all he could feel was the heat the two of them were generating. His hands moved around to cup her the full cheeks of her ass, and he gave them a firm squeeze. For the third time, she moaned; this time, the sound was muffled by his mouth covering hers.
He released her lips, pulled back for a moment. Looking down, he could see the desire shimmering in her eyes. "Do you want to stand out here in the cold making out, or do you want to continue this at my house? It's warmer, and much more private."


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July 6, 2009 9:16 am
MANILA, July 6 — President Gloria-Macapagal-Arroyo Arroyo will join hands with 117 other heads of state during the 15th summit of the Non-Aligned Movement (NAM) in Egypt to strengthen regional and global cooperation on various political, economic and social issues affecting developing countries like the Philippines.
In a media briefing this afternoon in Malacanang, Deputy Presidential Spokesperson Lorelei Fajardo said the President is scheduled to attend the 15th NAM summit on July 15 and 16 in Sharm El Sheikh.
Fajardo said the opening ceremonies of the 15th NAM summit will be held in the morning of July 15 while debate sessions will be held in the afternoon.
On July 16, Fajardo said the NAM leaders will hold a general assembly and bilateral talks before the closing of the 15th NAM summit at 5 p.m.
For sure, Fajardo said the President will maximize and capitalize on the opportunities during the 15th NAM summit.
Egypt is one of the founding countries of NAM which also hosted the second summit in Cairo in 1964.
The NAM, whose membership counts 118 heads of State, make up nearly two-thirds of the members of the United Nations (UN), making it an important forum for developing countries to work out a coordinated stance on various political, economic, and social issues on the international agenda.
The visit to Egypt is part of the Presidents international commitment to seek better relationships and give a stronger voice for developing countries to promote their socio-economic and political growth.
As the leading voice of developing countries, the President has been at the forefront in combating domestic and regional terrorism, promoting interfaith dialogue to attain durable peace, including stronger cooperation against poverty to advance peace and development in the region.
In recent years, NAM has elevated the interests of developing countries in its struggles for self-determination, the pursuit of world peace and the search for a more equitable and just global order.
These include proposals for a more balanced global growth through constructive and realistic positions that are approved by its members.
The 15th NAM summit will be also attended by around 22 observers and guest states.
Held every three years, the last NAM summit was held in September 2006 in Havana, Cuba.
Egypt will remain as chairman of the movement until 2012. (PNA)


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Ranking every Eagles celebration this season
Baseball, bowling, the Electric Slide and lots of Tim Jernigan.
The Eagles have had a lot of chances to celebrate this season. And, gosh, have they taken advantage of those opportunities. It's gotten a little ridiculous how much fun the Eagles are having, with more and more exotic celebrations by the week.
So we decided to rank them. But rather than rank them from 10 to 1 — how can you compare a walk-off win and a blowout where the defense is doing the Electric Slide — we've picked the best of a bunch of categories. Let's get to the dancing!
Best pregame celebration
Fletcher Cox and Jalen Mills had a fun little dance before the thriller over Chicago.
Best old white guy celebration
That's longtime Eagle Brent Celek excited about the Eagles going streaking over the last eight weeks.
Best 'we're all just kids out there' celebration
Someone get this Mack Hollins kid a real backpack.
Best pick-six shimmy
Jalen Mills had an interception returned for a score and still had the energy to shake with Rodney McLeod.
Best DL dancer
This is between four guys on the defensive line. First, there's Chris Long. (Hint: He's got no shot.)
Then there's Vinny Curry. (He won't win either.)
Fletcher Cox is back with a solo jam.
He loves that dance.
And air guitar.
But on the DL, Fletch is the runner up. Tim Jernigan is the best dancer in the NFL. Don't at me.
Best sharing
Which is better, Kenjon Barner sharing with the entire offense:
Or Nelson Agholor giving Jason Kelce the monster spike:
Best family photo
The Birds offense took a group photo after a Zach Ertz touchdown last week. Usually Ertz is big on the "what's my name" celebration.
I call it the "Ertz, don't it."
Best Thomas the Tank Engine impersonation
All aboard the #JayTrain, where there's never confusion and delay.
Best trust fall
Or maybe worst trust fall.
Best 'No this isn't a cut scene from Madden' celebration
Best BDawk impersonation
Best Kill the man who just got the ball celebration
Best sports celebration: basketball edition
The Eagles have made headlines for their sports celebrations. While the other sports have gotten more notoriety, here's two low-key hoops ones, including a little Eurostep action from the running backs:
Here's a handshake and a killer crossover from the defensive backs.
Best sports celebration: baseball edition
This is what started it all for the Eagles upping their celebration game. The Torrey Smith home run got the Birds going.
Then Mack Hollins got a chance at the plate.
Then Alshon Jeffery got a little too close to the dish and Ertz hit him. Clear the benches!
Best sports celebration: bowling edition
Alshon Jeffery knocked 'em all down with this one.
Best 'three drinks in at a wedding' dance
It's electric.
Boogie woogie woogie.
Best last-second field goal celebration
Carrying Jake Elliott off the field was pretty cool, but this celebration just before it is great too.
Still, not as great as the kid's parents in the stands.
Best fan reaction that isn't a player's parents in the stands
What, were you expecting people spelling?


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monolithic oil drum installation
jean claude & christo's website
With Hirst circumventing the gallery and going straight to auction, Murakami going head first into luxury brand dissemination of work, and sneaker companies hiring every graffiti writer I know, today's artist sees a conscious shift in how commerce interacts with 1) the work, and 2) the artist as BRAND 3)gallery as (home furnishing)store.
Two legendary artists who remain entirely outside of white walls that confine & confuse many(thanks a lot postmodernism & abstract shite) are Jean Claude & Christo. You've probably heard of their art. You may have walked through their gates in Central Park. But the historical scope & financial aspects of their ephemeral installations are the thing that escaped me until I heard them speak of their work at the ICA a few weeks ago.
All their artwork is SELF FUNDED and the realization of their projects reflects fundamental changes in politics & economics. Christo does the preparatory sketches for the project on the top floor of the same manhattan loft they've lived in since the 1960s- where a young Philip Glass installed their plumbing. They pay for the rental of the site, all the processing & legal fees & meetings for the project to be approved.. every last red cent. They sell the preparatory sketches to their benefactors to generate these funds, and give the world these giant installations. This is where Wu-tang got their idea(maybe) to hustle the first run of 12″ for Protect ya Neck out the trunk until they could broker groundbreaking deals with multiple labels.
When i say that the works & their process reflect fundamental changes in politics & economics, it means that each single installation must win approval of the government & the landowners of its particular setting. When they wanted to wrap up the Reichstag, they had to convince German Chancellor Gerhard Schröder(as well as the entire structure below him) that their manifested daydream somehow made sense and would be a public good. Pragmatic politicians are notoriously hard to convince of the worth of art -especially abstracted giant public works. It took 9/11 and the election of Bloomberg to see the Gates in Central Park to fruition – a project that started in the late 1960′s. That scope of decades to execute art is lost in today's immediate gratification culture, where trend cycles & public attention has diminished to a infinitely small point.
As artists, they perfectly meld modernism with social critique. As people, they are pure in mind and purpose. We hold artists(and some designers bridge this gap as well) to be the dreamers of society and I am thankful to have learned from these two through the ICA. I just wanted to write something from a former skeptic who now believes fully in what they do. So is the transformative nature of art.
A couple more peculiarities:
They were born on the same day at the same time.
They only sign their work.
Jean Claude only became an artist out of love for Christo. Had he become a dentist, she would have become a dentist.
They only discuss their work and cannot comment on any other artist.
They allow others to help build these creations. You can sign up at their website.
Here's a link to the Harvard Business School x ICA event I attended , which was the catalyst for my change in opinion.


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«From now on, the government aims at making Kumtor not a political project,» Sapar Isakov, the head of the Cabinet, said at a ceremony of signing a new agreement between Centerra and the Kyrgyz government.
According to him, the agreements between the government and the company will come into force after certain procedures. The Prime Minister is sure that after this the relations will restart.
«The Government of Kyrgyzstan attaches great importance to the environment. It is important for us what will remain in place of the mine after the closure of Kumtor. The priority for us is that the work of Kumtor to bring real benefits to the people of our country. Therefore, I would like to thank the Centerra leadership for their counter-moves. This is only the beginning of the way. A new stage in relations opens before us. We must prove to everyone that we can work as partners, we can negotiate,» Sapar Isakov concluded.


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Milan My Home
Because of the wars in the world many people have had to leave their country of origin to save their lives and have reached our country,after very difficult journeys, between the sea and the land, between disappointments and betrayals. They have chosen to stay there because they have felt it as a safe and democratic country in which it is possible to start a new life. Milan played a key role in the reception and assistance of asylum seekers who arrived in the city. Many of them have only passed by leaving a sign of their brief presence; others have remained, animating the streets, neighborhoods and reception centers set up to give them a dignified welcome. Here the journey takes a different direction and is charged with emotions, desires and expectations of a better future. This project aims to tell the public, through a series of photographs, of the emotional states of refugees from the moment they arrive in the city, highlighting the way in which they have changed over time.
Purposes The project "Milano Casa Mia" wants to be an instrument with which some asylum seekers tell their "feel the city". This story will have the flavor of a series of photographs that will take place in different areas of the city, selected by them, with the aim of bringing out the emotional states and desires that those places have represented at the time of their arrival and how they have changed in time. The purpose of this project is to be first of all formative, as it aims to provide the protagonists with a set of basics on photographic techniques, the organizational techniques of the final photographic exhibition, the visit to some museums of the city and the discovery of an unknown
The project path includes several training sessions aimed at acquiring important basic photographic techniques in order to enrich the professional skills of the participants. You will want to provide the approach to photography as a "communication process", how to use the camera, the various types of optics and the control of depth of field and the blur, special techniques such as backlighting and fill light, the shooting modes with night light and the correct use of the flash.
The guided tours of the city will also have the aim of making known some of the places that symbolize the historical culture of Milan. Finally, the shots taken will be developed and exhibited to the public in a photographic exhibition whose layout will be taken by the participants themselves, in order to allow the learning of the organizational elements of a photographic preparation, the writing of short captions to be applied to each photo as well as how to publicize the photographic event.
Recipients of the project Project path The project proposal includes several stages of implementation.The first phase foresees the development of n. 2 lessons in Italian and English, held at the reception center, which will discuss the basic techniques of photography, in particular urban photography, street photography, still life, portraits, nocturnal photographs and reportage.A guided tour of some photographic exhibitions or museums will follow.The second phase of the project includes n. 2 guided tours between known and unknown places to the participants in order to discover and rediscover the city and select the object of the photo shoots.Choosing the areas to be photographed you will make the outputs for the shots, using a digital camera, applying the techniques illustrated in the group training lessons. The present project will end with the organization of an exhibition of the photos taken by the participants. This photographic exhibition will be held…..
The present project intends to contact about 10 asylum seekers and holders of international protection, currently residing in the Reception Center for asylum seekers located in via Corelli 28, in Milan. The participants will be chosen considering their attitudes and their interest in the theme of photography, as well as their period of stay in the city of Milan, in order to bring out any emotional change.
Realizzata da: Annarita Turco e Mohammad Karimi
Anno 2017/2018


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Kean University, Elizabeth Police Officers Chase Down Newark Men who Stole Amazon Delivery Van
Kean University and Elizabeth Police Departments chased down two suspects who stole an Amazon Delivery van in Elizabeth on Wednesday evening.
According to a statement released by Elizabeth Spokeswoman Kelly Martins, the incident happened at around 8:41 pm in the 700 block of Westfield Avenue.
Spokeswoman Martins said the driver of a Nissan Amazon van was making a delivery when two individuals jumped in and sped off.
According to Spokeswoman Martins, a city resident saw the incident unfold then followed the vehicle and notified police.
Police officials were told that the van was heading toward Green Lane in Union.
Spokeswoman Martins said police then spotted the van making a right onto Morris Avenue and proceeded into Kean University.
After receiving officer's lights and sirens to stop, the driver of the stolen van sped away and exited the Kean University campus and made a right onto Morris Avenue into Trotters Lane.
Spokeswoman Martins said the suspects made their way into Oakwood Manor then bailed from the vehicle on foot
According to Spokeswoman Martin, with assistance from Kean Police, Elizabeth officers were able to locate then apprehend a 21 and 27-year-old residents from Newark on Irvington Avenue near Elmwood Place, without further incident.
They are charged with 3rd-degree theft, 2nd degree eluding, obstruction, resisting arrest by flight And theft of a cellphone according to Spokeswoman Martins.


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The Martha Graham Dance Company, a pioneering modern dance institution, has frozen all operations due to financial problems, the New York Times reports.
The suspension of activities means an immediate cancellation of performances at the American Dance Festival in Durham, N.C., where it was scheduled to open the season on June 8, the Times says.
Charles Reinheart, co-director of the American Dance Festival, called the board's decision "totally irresponsible," saying he would do everything possible to convince the company to perform.
The Manhattan-based center would have faced a $500,000 deficit if it had continued operations this year.
The company was also scheduled to open a two-week dance festival at the Kennedy Center in Washington in September and to perform at the Joyce Theater in Manhattan in November. Both performances are suspended until further funds are found, the Times says.


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Big Finish release number 65 - The Juggernauts with Colin Baker as the Sixth Doctor, Bonnie Langford as Mel, and Terry Molloy as Davros. Written by Scott Alan Woodard and directed by Gary Russell. This was one of a bundle of Big Finish CDs that I picked up cheaply on eBay, and yes I did get it signed at Big Finish day.
The Doctor and Mel are separated on a mining colony, there's some strange new machines, and there is Davros. But it's a strange version of Davros who seems to have charmed everyone except for the Doctor.
I love a Davros story. There's something about his repeated battle of wills with the Doctor that is fascinating. All the monsters are great, but for many of them it's just about marching in and destroying everything in their paths. With Davros and the Doctor it's a clash of ideologies, two great minds that are destined to keep encountering each other and fight it out with words as their weapons.
Terry Molloy is fantastic, and Bonnie Langford is very good. I have no previous experience with her character Mel but she was fine here. And there's Colin Baker as the Sixth. So here is the thing, I still have not seen any of the Sixth Doctor stories from the television series. And yes, I am going to have to correct that soon. But I'm really learning to enjoy his character in these Big Finish stories.
Anyway, this is a great story and I haven't even mentioned Nick Briggs as the mechonoid voices. This gets a smooth rolling 4 out of 5 evil, robotic arms. Next up is another Eighth Doctor story: Memory Lane.