“GOD says keep your associates close and your enemies closer.” Book of Best (Kostoff F:U)
The Book of Best shows the passage from the Book of Kostoff before a familiar voice bellows.
Scott Stevens emerges from the shadows wearing his typical gospel wear of black slacks, black button up and a 97 Red colored vest and his signature red sunglasses. As he approaches the podium the Book of Best lays upon he is slow to getting there hinting that his Baptized in Blood match with rival Scottywood may have taken a more toll on his body than Stevens showed in his squash match in OCW the following night. Each step the Texan takes you can read it in his body language he is hurting physically. The Senior Advisor to God approaches the podium and places his hands on each side looking into the book as if he is staring into an ocean deep in thought trying to get guidance.
“The Book of Kostoff: chapter F verse U states…..”
Stevens slowly looks up.
“GOD says keep your associates close and your enemies closer.”
The book slowly closes and Stevens slowly walks in front of the podium.
“Associates close and your enemies closer.”
Stevens repeats as he leans against the podium.
“Isn’t that what we are Bob?”
The question is asked, but an answer never materializes.
“We are associates based on our interlinking through our streaming service and network of PWA and HOTv, but the land of Internet Wrestling and the land of High Octane are vicious competitors in the wrestling world.”
Stevens nods before continuing on.
“But that doesn’t mean I hate you Bob.”
With a quick shake of his head Stevens shows his respect to his Chaos competitor.
“In fact, I respect you Bob. I really do. I respect you on many levels because we share a lot of things in common. We both are respected Hall of Famers in our home promotions and we are multiple time champions and have many accolades accomplished as well. However, the respect I am referring to is when our GOD, Lee Best, decreed that the HOTv championship would travel and be defended against anyone and everyone associated with HOTv and PWA, YOU……”
Stevens points towards the camera.
“Were the only one to step up to the plate.”
Stevens nods his head in respect.
“PRIME, MVW, SHOOT, and sVo didn’t answer the challenge. Hell, if 4CW, Boardwalk, and UTA were still around they would’ve coward too, but not OCW.”
The Texan smiles and nods.
“Our two companies share a history of greatness. Two wrestling promotions that are infamous for a variety of reasons, but they produce some of the best talent the industry has ever seen. However, it is shown that our two companies aren’t for everyone, and only the great can hang in both. Mario Marauko, Paul Paras, Mike Best, Cecilworth Farthington.”
Stevens stops listing names and starts to gingerly pace beside the podium.
“Four individuals that have cut their teeth, bleed buckets in the ring and ended up having much success in both companies. However, like you, I am not one of those in that privileged category.”
Stevens sighs quickly but immediately shifts gears.
A devilish smirk forms across Scott’s face.
“In my decade of competing in HOW I have seen many people come and go. Journeymen, Legends, Champions, and Hall of Famers from all walks of life have come to compete in the Golden Ring and 97 percent of the time they have washed out disappointing our GOD because he invested his valuable time and hard owned money on them. But not you!.”
Stevens says with a joyous cackle.
“You have chosen to stick around and compete in the Golden Ring a little longer Bob. You have made GOD proud because even though you are a Hall of Famer and a multiple time champion you didn’t take your ball and run back home to OCW because you lost against Clay Byrd.”
Stevens slowly shakes his head.
“Instead, you decided to test your mettle once more and see if you can hang and I can tell you as the Senior Advisor to GOD you are getting his attention. You see Bob, GOD has no problem chunking you in the deep end as he did with you against Clay Byrd. You sinking or swimming has no bearing on anything. What he cares about is what you did next and while most people leave the Golden Circle after a loss you stayed and that right there is earning his respect and let’s be honest, it takes a lot to earn our GOD’s respect and you facing me this week is a step in the right direction.”
Stevens gives a clap of respect.
“David Noble, the Acolyte of Nobility, quit on our GOD as an in-ring talent because he knows his best days are behind him. Granted, that didn’t sit to well with Him. Noble swallowed his pride, bent the knee and informed our Lord that he’d still like to work for HOW just in another way. So our Savior saved Noble from irrelevance by giving Noble a behind the scenes job because he’s actually better producing and being an agent than an in-ring competitor. Hell, the great and illustrious Dan Ryan didn’t have a great career in HOW and he was fired. He could’ve chosen to return to his old stomping grounds of DEFIANCE and do the same manual labors he does for GOD, but he chose US over THEM!”
“That put Dan Ryan and David Noble in GOD’s good graces. You can do that to Bob.”
Stevens nods his head.
“There is hardly anything left for you to accomplish in OCW so why don’t you join the 97 Red Army full time and make our GOD proud?”
The Demi-God of HOW pumps the brakes and corrects himself.
“Now, I’m not saying to abandon OCW for HOW Bob, but why not participate here full time and OCW part time?”
Stevens asks with shrug.
“Embrace 97 Red and show these international trained skills against some of the best in the world that you haven’t competed against!”
Stevens boasts proudly.
“People can say what they want about me, and my talents, but the fact remains I’ve been a HOW champion multiple times over and I’m also a Hall of Famer. I could’ve been put in by my GOD, but the others voted me in and that is the ultimate acknowledgement and fuck you to anyone and everyone that has ever doubted me.”
Stevens points to himself.
“GOD himself needed me and High Octane Wrestling needs you as well Bob.”
Stevens smiles devilishly.
“We think you have what it takes to not only be a champion in High Octane, but a legend here in the Golden Circle as well, but you have to make that leap. You can’t hide behind other people’s displeasure or failed attempts in the 97 Red light. When we step into the ring I will extend my hand as an offer to join us. You can deny me three times because even the Son denied his Father three times before accepting that The House of Best always wins in the end. Just don’t deny me a fourth…..”
Stevens says with a stern tone.
“Some of your OCW brethren have made the wrong choices lately. You have people bitching and complaining about Jace Parker Davidson. However, instead of handling it like a fucking man inside that ring they whine behind closed doors about him. You have a bird lady more concerned with polls and quizzes instead of her upcoming match. You have a fook who says he’s a distinguished fella, but when he tried to play in the Golden Circle he had his arm broken, literally.”
“In the spirit of competition you can either be the nail or the hammer. You can either step up or get stepped on because in the rivalry between OCW and HOW we have been doing a lot of stepping on in the last couple of years. Whether you like it or not HOW is taking over and there is nothing that can stop the spread of 97 Red.”
Stevens smiles joyously.
“I would much rather have you on the proper side.”
Stevens motions to his right.
“Than having someone has talented as you be on the opposing side wasting your talents.”
The Texan wags his finger.
“It’s your choice Bob. You’re either 97 Red or you’re 97 Dead. Up to you to make the correct decision.”
Stevens shrugs while making his way back to the podium and shutting the Book of Best when he hears….UNDEAD! Scott reaches into his pocket and pulls out the iPhone 13 and shows the screen to the camera with “GOD” on the call screen.
“Like I said, it’s up to you. What do you want me to tell him come Chaos”
The screen slowly fades as Stevens answers the call from GOD.