Everyone experiences failure within their lifetime…it could be failure at a hobby…job...relationship…none of us are immune. The best can only be the best for so long before they are no longer at the top of the mountain. Everyone comes back down sooner or later…you always hope that it is the later. Just months after winning the biggest championship of my career I got a taste of the most bitter failure. October 5, 2007...

(Kitt looks up the ladder as Chuck Conry reaches the top and removes the DIWF World title to secure the win.)

“Kitt Kennedy has lost the DIWF World Heavyweight Championship! We have a new champion folks! A new champion….”

Those words echoed in my head, over and over, not wanting to let me be at peace with what just happened. I failed. After just two month and three days, I had lost the biggest championship I had ever won.

(The scene flashes to Kitt sitting in the locker room, his head down, dejected because he no longer is the World Champion. The door opens and Kitt looks up to see his blonde haired, blue eyed bombshell of a wife walk in. Kitt lowers his head again.)

Kitt: Kels, I don’t want to hear it. I lost and there is no sugar coating it.

Kelsey: Baby…you did everything you could do and you gave it your all. Tonight just wasn’t meant to be baby, but I know that you are going to take back what’s your’s because you are Kitt Kennedy! They can’t keep you down baby…

(Kitt looks up as Kelsey kneels down in the floor in front of him. She smiles and cups his face in her hands and leans in to Kitt him. Her soft lips…a kiss that is so unimaginable that you have to experience it to believe that it is actually real.)

Kitt: There are rumors that this place is circling the drain. I may not get another shot at that belt before they close the doors honey.

Kelsey: What? This place isn’t going anywhere baby. Not with all the talent on the roster, the shows are drawing too big of crowds for the business not to be good. Besides, even if it did, you most certainly would be one of the first to know, you are one of the biggest names here.

Kitt: (smiles) You’re right. Besides, I have a rematch clause, I’m sure Dave is setting it up already.

Nothing could have been further from the truth. No rematch. No shot at retribution. No, instead all it came down to was….

(The scene flashes to Kitt and Kelsey poolside at their estate. Kitt has a glass of whiskey in hand and his cell phone in the other. He is not happy with whoever is on the other end.)

Kitt: What?….Are you being seri-….are you fucking kidding me!? After all that I’ve do-….no I’m not going to calm down! You call me with this bullshit and expect me to be calm!?!….No, this is not how you do good business! I’ve had plenty of offers and always been faithful to this company and this is how you repay me!?….Oh, now I can pursue them. Glad that’s your answer. Fuck you and everything about you!

(Kitt angrily ends the call and throws his phone, it skips across the concrete. Kelsey looks up from the lounge chair she is laying out in and removes her sunglasses.)

Kitt: It’s over…it’s all done. DIWF is closing effective immediately so basically I’m out of a damn job! What a piece of shit! No notice, nothing! What the FUCK!!

(Kelsey stands up and walks over to Kitt, putting her arms around him and holding him in a tight embrace.)

Kelsey: Baby…it’s all going to be okay, I promise. It’s all going to work out. We will just move on to a better promotion and you can do your thing there.

(Kitt looks down at Kelsey and she looks up into his eyes.)

Kitt: Where? Where the hell am I going to go?

Kelsey: (smiles) We will figure it all out. I promise. As long as we got each other, nothing else matters. I love you baby.

Kitt: I love you more.

(Kitt leans in and kisses Kelsey as they take each other in as if their souls are intertwining. Kitt leans back after the kiss and smiles. He picks Kelsey up as she playfully screams and jumps out into the pool with her. They surface and playfully splash and try to forget about the situation at hand…there will be other times to deal with that.)

If it was just that simple…if life just didn’t constantly try to throw curveballs at you. Life never always works out the way that you have planned, that’s why they call it life, it’s not always supposed to be easy. I would much rather have lost a million championships than ride the roller coaster that was to be my life over the next several months. Losing the DIWF World Championship was nothing…it is just gold and leather…the DIWF closing down without notice was nothing….it was simply just a job…another promotion…there were a lot of other options out there and I knew that if I really put my mind to it that I would be able to not only find a new promotion to work for but I would be one of the best that there was to ever step foot in their ring. Oh no…what I failed at and lost next was by far the most devastating and painful thing in the world to loose. I almost cost me my career….hell…it almost cost me my life….

(Kitt is jolted awake and sits up in his bed, his ribs still heavily bandaged. He winces and grabs his ribs as he looks around and recognizes his bedroom, Alex sounds asleep next to him. The memories were so vivid…he could almost touch it all again. Kitt flops back down on his back and his head sinks into the pillow.)

Kitt: What the fuck are you doing Kitt….why are you reliving it all again?

***SCENE CHANGE***

(The scene opens with Kitt Kennedy sitting in his study at his desk, his elbows propped up on the desk and his hands folded in front of his face with his chin resting on top of them.. He is not dressed in his usual suit but rather a pair of athletic workout pants and a sleeveless “Highlight of the Night” shirt. The bandages on his ribs can still be seen peeking through arm holes of his shirt. The camera slowly pans in to Kitt’s face which appears to be lost in deep thought, not even acknowledging the camera. The crackling from the fireplace is the only sound that breaks the silence that has blanketed the room. Kitt remains in the same position with a blank stare as he begins to speak.)

Kitt: Dolly got lucky….she was able to put me on my back and pin me. Kudos. You were able to do it….once. Don’t ever think that it will happen again, because it won’t. I refuse to let it happen again. We are so far from being done Dolly…we have only just begun. I see that you have been avoiding my friend Hunter Payne’s challenge. Is there an issue? Is there a reason that you or your big mouth advocate hasn’t responded yet? If I were you, I wouldn’t wait long because you don’t want us to come looking for an answer…

(Kitt comes out of his daze and looks directly into the camera.)

Kitt: …that….I promise you. But this week, I don’t get a chance to smack you around like the little bitch you are. No, rather instead I get to smack around another little bitch by the name of DShadows.

(A smile slowly spreads across Kitt’s face before he lets out a chuckle to himself and he shakes his head, dropping his arms, crossed and flat on the desk.)

Kitt: This is my competition? Some pot head that most likely wandered up looking for a job and was given one simply for the pure humor that it could bring along with it? Is this a joke? I mean, I almost feel like I’m fighting Towely from South Park. I could literally bring a few bags of chips, some ice cream, and a few doughnuts to the ring, set them out, and wait for him to get his munchie fix then just roll his stoned ass over and pin him without breaking a sweat. As a matter of fact, you better hope you hit that blunt quite a bit, so much that you don’t feel the pain of me leaving my foot prints on your ass because, if you couldn’t tell, after last week on Savage, I’m not in a playful mood. I’m actually quite pissed off still and you just happen to be the poor fool that they set in front of me to take out my aggressions on. I don’t intend to play nice, I plan on bringing you as much pain as possible because you are going to be a messenger for me. I plan on delivering a message to Da Qlub, a message of what is in store for them when Hunter and I get our hands on them.

The best thing for you to do D is to not even show up in Lexington, Kentucky on Saturday. I don’t know you and frankly, I don’t care to get to know you. I’m looking out for you. If you want a long career here, then stay the hell away from me because stepping into the ring with me is career suicide. A match with me can make your career by just being in the same ring with me….but it can also end your career as you don’t walk away from me without being absolutely decimated. Heed my advice…let that sink into your THC addled brain…don’t hunt what you can’t kill D…when you come looking for the “Highlight of the Night”, you get to take a look at greatness and it is more than you could ever handle. You don’t believe me? Then step up…PROVE…ME…WRONG!!!

(Kitt leans back in his chair, gingerly, one hand on his ribs to help support them. Kitt puts his feet up on the desk and looks into the camera with a sneer as he places his hands behind his head and his gaze slowly raises to the ceiling as the camera fades to black.)