1/19 - JD Wheeler vs. Darius Jones

[jerseyboybastard]

Damn! JD faces a returning Furious One!

Post 'em if you got 'em!

[President Skroob]

The camera opens on a shot of Amy Wheeler, Danny Ray, and Steve Corona in the DJ locker room. Before we can even hear a word from any of them......

BOOM!!!

The door bursts open and in walks a furious JD Wheeler.

JD: I wish the world was a fly, and I was a giant fly swatter!!!!

JD slams the door behind him and walks straight over to a chair. Danny leans over to Amy.

Danny: Does the fun end when JD enters the room?

Amy: Sort of. It's more like it's suspended for a while.

JD: You know, it was bad enough I lost to some nutspank who calls himself Boner, but the hell was with Versus' music playing all of a sudden? Is the guy too big of a pussy to just come on out and face me? Instead, he has to cost me a match? Why does everybody have to cost me a match?!!

Steve: Now hold on a minute JD, do you know for sure it was Versus' idea to play his music during your match?

JD: Well.....no but.....

Danny: Has Versus himself admitted that he did it?

JD: Umm...not from my knowledge....

Amy: Oh for shame JD. Blaming someone else for your problems again. I'm so disappointed.

JD: (With a little guilt) Well I guess I did kinda jump to conclusions there...(Snaps out of it)...Hey wait a minute!! What have I done to deserve this treatment? You guys should be on my side here dammit!! I'm going through a difficult time right now. You know what that means?

Amy: That in a room full of loons, you still stand out?

JD: (To himself) Gee my friends are of no help to me. What a shock.

Steve: Well look on the bright side, Stone Cold gave you another chance to beat on some random jobber. And it could actually help Danny and me if you could take out another tag team for us.

JD: I would rather engage in a frolicking threesome with Tom Cruise and Mel Gibson than face another nobody in a pointless match.

Amy: Christ JD, all you do is complain. It's just like that summer when you were changing the tires and the truck fell on you. All I ever heard for the next few months was "I can't feel my legs! I can't feel my legs!"

JD: Wow...crosses....sunlight...nothing works on you anymore.

Danny: JD, you seem to be missing the big picture here.

JD: That I should track Stone Cold down and turn him into roadkill?

Danny: No. It's that you were right about Versus. He's obviously got nothing on you and he knows it. How many times has he taken on his enemies face-to-face without backing down? Yet, he had to sneak attack you from behind at the Melee, and instead of showing up last week, his music just plays. He's threaten by you, but he's too afraid to face you up front. Simply put, you're better than him and everyone knows it.

JD confidence finally begins to grow again as he rises out of his chair.

JD: You know you're right. I am better than him. What do I have to prove? It's not my fault he's insecure about his masculinity and his abilities as a wrestler. Of course, he's making it unfair for him by comparing himself to me. I feel better now. I have no reason to worry about him. He's out of my mind. Thanks Danny. At least you still believe in me.

Danny: No problem.

JD: Now to go to the ring and beat down....whoever it is I'm suppose to beat down tonight.

JD exits the locker room with a smile on his face for the first time this week. As the others watch him leave, Steve looks over to Danny.

Steve: Where did you pull that load of shit from?

Danny: I've been working on that the minute he lost last week's match. Figured it would save us a few headaches.

Amy: Nice one.

Danny: Yeah...I thought so too.

Camera fades to black.