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Shawn Steele · (08-19-2013)

|-| So now we know. Now we know just where Andrew Morrison ... “The Tornado” himself, has been hiding for the past ten days. In an attempt to get into the best shape of his career, perhaps even his life, Andrew Morrison went home to Houston, Texas where he has spent he last fourteen days training, side by side, with the man known to NFL fans worldwide as “J.J. Swatt” for his uncanny ability to swat the ball down mid-pass, a feat almost unheard of ability for a defensive lineman. And we know that Andrew Morrison has been getting a hell of a workout if he’s been working shoulder to shoulder with Watt, who’s stated his intention of being the first member ever of the 20-20-20 club in 2013, a feat so incredibly rare that it’s never actually happened. But .... does Andrew Morrison think that Shawn Steele has been sitting on his ass, simply watching reality television, not preparing for this Steel Cage match at the Monday Night MEGA Madness event? Of course not. Shawn has been training and preparing just as hard as anyone. And to prove that, Shawn has invited the cameras of the X-treme Wrestling Federation as he hits the gym. |-|

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The scene opens up to find us still in Houston, Texas, the hometown of Andrew Morrison. The camera shows the outside of an average looking building, the words “Hank’s Gym” on the awning the only clue that it’s even a gym, as opposed to a family restaurant of some sort. The two cars parked right near the entrance are just one of the about three dozen filling the parking lot, from which one of them emerges Shawn Steele. Steele, wearing shorts and a white sleeveless shirt, is oddly absent a gym bag as he stops just before reaching the entry way.

Shawn Steele: I’ve got to hand it to you, Morrison. You’ve got yourself a decent training partner there. Mr. Watt is a psychical specimen. And maybe you are too. But I don’t care. Because for as big and strong as you are, Andrew, you’re a fucking moron. And do you want to know why you’re a moron? Because you’ve done something that I quite dislike. It angers me when people put words in my mouth. When, Morrison, when did I ever say “bumpkin”? I would never use the word “bumpkin”! Is that what you’ve been reduced to, Morrison? Just plain making shit up to complain about? Clearly you’ve seen what I’ve had to say about you. And I know damn well that you paid very close to attention to what I said.

But do you respond to my comments? Do you respond to my claims about you? No. Instead, you choose to make shit up. You decide that you’re going to pretend I said something about you in order to have something to say about me because you know .. you KNOW DAMN WELL that everything I said about you is the truth. You know that I brought up points that you can’t even begin to defend.

Oh you tried to defend your alliance with The Connection. You called it a sign of genius to pair with three other men and attack from behind. Maybe so. Then again, I’ve never needed backup. I don’t need the “strength in numbers” that you talk about. I .. don’t need .. ANYONE .. to do my dirty work. But I know you’re confused by all these big words Andy, so let me explain it to you. Nice and slow.

You say you’re smarter than me. That you were smarter than I was by taking advantage of the opportunity to join with a group who shared your beliefs. A group of XWF Superstars who were willing to work alongside you. Maybe you’ve got a point. And maybe you don’t. Because yes, I am a big and bad man. And it’s because of that fact that .. make no mistake about it Morrison, your having back up never “concerned” me. And, if you’ll take a moment to remove your ass from J.J. Watt’s asshole, you’ll see that I can .. and DID handle such cowards. What’s quite pathetic in this whole scenario is you thinking that I didn’t accomplish just what I set out to do when I declared my one man war against The Connection.

Where are your buddies Andrew? You want to talk about how much of a cunning move it was for you to join together with a bunch of other guys. But where are they now? Where’s your buddy Nightmare? Oh, that’s right, he’s busy off with The Brotherhood because he saw the writing on the wall. Where’s John Austin? Oh, that’s right, he got out while the getting was good. No longer wanting to be associated with the likes of Andrew Aldway. And Aldway? Well, I don’t know where Andrew Aldway is. But if I had to venture a guess, I’d suggest calling Philadelphia area hospitals. And Ricky Desmond? We all know the truth there. Three weeks in the X-treme Wrestling Federation and Mr. Moneybags realized it was in his best interest to never show his face in MY ring again. So tell me Andrew .. tell me oh genius one .. where the fuck are your buddies now? They’re gone Morrison. They’ve forsaken you. They all saw the writing on the wall.

Now me? Me .. I never complained. I took my beatings like a man Morrison. I never begged and cried. You, and the rest of The Connection kicked my ass on more than one occasion. But in the end .. In the end Morrison, take a look around. I’m still standing. Where is The Connection? They’ve crumbled. Like the failure of an organization that they are. And let me tell you one more thing, Morrison. As one man, I’m enough of a monster to rip apart your entire faction. If .. IF .. I choose to re-form The Enterprise in the X-treme Wrestling Federation .. it’s over Morrison. Life as the XWF knows it will cease to exist.

Shawn takes just one single step towards the building, Hank’s Gym, but stops suddenly and turns back around.

Shawn Steele: Oh, I almost forgot to explain why I’m even here today. I mean, let’s be honest Morrison. I’m still in Texas. I left your family a friendly little warning yesterday with those cans on their front doorstep. Sadly I couldn’t get a flight out until this morning. But before I was able to leave the hotel, I got a text from .. well never you mind who it was. The point is Andrew, I got a text telling me to check out the XWF website and see what Andrew Morrison had in store for me. Normally, when someone actually uses “LOL” with me, I won’t even talk to them for a week. But I had to let it slide this time because they were right. I did indeed laugh .. out loud, while I watched you and your buddy Watt.

Turning back around, Steele begins moving towards the entry way to Hank’s Gym, the XWF camera crew following along.

Shawn Steele: I’m nothing if not and honest man, Andrew. From day one I’ve been honest. I said I wanted to test myself against you. I said I wanted us to go to war inside of that ring. And when you, Austin, Aldway and Desmond beat the living hell out of me and left me in a puddle of my own blood in the middle of the ring? I admitted to the world that I had gotten my ass kicked. I didn’t make excuses. I didn’t complain. What I did Andrew, is I took my beating and I vowed my revenge. Had Desmond not taken off and run like the coward he is, I’d have gotten my revenge against him personally. But I’ll settle for three out of four. And I’m a third of the way done. Because like I said Andrew, I’m an honest man.

Reaching the door, Steele opens it and walks into the gym, the camera crew losing sight of him for just a moment before they finally make their way into the building, catching up with him just in time to catch his next words.

Shawn Steele: And as an honest man, I can admit when I’m impressed. And J.J. Watt? He’s impressive. I take nothing away from athletes. He’s perhaps the most dominant force in the NFL today. And he’s that dominant because of his natural talent, and the fact that he works harder than anybody else. He trains his ass off.

Stopping again, Steele turns to face the camera, about a dozen average people of all shapes and sizes working out all around behind him.

Shawn Steele: But let me explain this to you Andrew. You can take the greatest athlete in the world and put him in the ring with me, and I’m going to rip him apart. J.J. Watt? I’m sure you would admit to the world that he’s a better athlete than you are. And I’m man enough to admit right now, that he’s a better athlete than I am. And if you’ve spent weeks training with him, well than maybe you’re a better athlete than I am too. But here’s the thing Andrew ..

Steele reaches out to grasp the camera lense, slowly turning it to the left, Steele’s right. And who should the camera settle upon but none other than ....

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J.J. Watt - All Pro Defensive End - Houston Texans
The very same man that’s been training alongside Andrew Morrison, J.J. Watt. Watt, dressed similarly to Shawn Steele, is working at the cable machine, doing a set of overhand pulls. Releasing the camera, Steele turns and makes his way over to J.J. Watt.

Shawn Steele: Well, if it isn’t J.J. Watt himself. In the flesh! The pride of Houston, Texas.

Clearly displeased at having his workout interrupted but always eager to please his fans, of which he believes Shawn Steele to be, Watt turns his attention to Steele, a welcoming smile on his face.

J.J. Watt: Thanks man, I appreciate the support of my fans. Without you guys, man nothing we do would be possible. It’s the fans coming out every Sunday that allows us to do what we love. We should be the ones cheer.....

Watt stops talking, more in a stunned silence than anything else as Shawn holds up his hand.

Shawn Steele: You almost .. feel sorry for me? For me?!

Shocked by this outburst by this unknown man, Watt is a bit taken aback but clearly unafraid of anyone, even someone the size of Shawn Steele, he holds his ground.

J.J. Watt: Look man, I don’t know who you are, or who you think you are, but I don’t know what your beef is with me. I’m just here to workout in peace before practice. So unless you want me to call security over, I suggest you ...

Shawn Steele: You think that just because you teach Morrison how to push some power sleds and work on his times in a shuttle drill, that he’s going to stand a chance inside of that Steel Cage with me? ME?!

Watt looks confused for a moment before the realization of who’s standing in front of him finally dawns on him.

J.J. Watt: Oh I get it. You’re that Shawn Steele guy that Andrew is facing. Look buddy, I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish here ....

Shawn Steele: I’m not trying to accomplish anything. I came here to prove a point to your pal. I don’t care how much training he does. How many NFL superstars he has building up his ego. Stepping into that cage with me is unlike ANYTHING he’s ever experienced. So you keep right on training Andrew Morrison to be the best athlete the X-treme Wrestling Federation has ever seen. And I’ll keep right on smashing his fucking face!

J.J. Watt has clearly had enough and signals for security to come over and put an end to this situation.

J.J. Watt: That’s it pal, I’ve had enough of this. I hope Andrew beats the ...

BIG BOOT TO J.J. WATT!

Just as J.J. Watt reached up to grab the handle to continue to his cable pulldowns, Steele lunged towards him, driving his right boot into the side of Watt’s face. Smirking, Steele stands over Watt who has both hands holding the side of his head just as security finally arrives on the scene, grabbing Steele by the arms and dragging him away as the scene fades out.

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