Let’s all sit and talk for a minute on what we choose to and choose not to put on the air.

((Manhattan Beach, California.  The Drake residence.  The Drake gym.  On a chair with a towel seated before the Drake bench press, Jeffery Drake sits.))

Let’s all assume for a second that we’re on the same playing level- No.  What am I thinking?  We’re not on the same playing level, we never will be.  How about we consider that everyone has the equal opportunity, the equal creative outlet in their own mind to decide what tape to send in, and which tape.

And then let’s consider the one you actually sent in.

((He gets up from his seat on the bench and makes his way over to a stationary bike.  Above it is a television, when turned on reveals a muted CNN.))

And even then, let’s consider what the fans and your peers would enjoy watching or at least find interesting on the smallest of levels.  Among those ideas that fail this simplest of principles:  Nightstryker and November fighting over the Sports Section?  No one gives a fuck.  Thunderwolf pedaling around saying and doing nothing of contemptuous and eventually no-showing his match up?  No one gives a fuck.  Tommy Riley is trying to find a means to an end, but first he’s going to hand out and talk to his fellow bartender for eight hours?  No one gives a fuck.

You’re allowed to edit people.  Cut the fat.  Make your point and save us all some fast-forwarding.

((Drake pauses and watches the CNN ticker for a few moments.))

((He drags these moments on for much longer.))

((Hey, did you know our lame duck President is sending even more troops in to Iraq instead of pulling out?  Did you know that Barack Obama’s middle name is the same of that thick mustached guy that was just hung?  Did you know that all those bigot red states are probably going to hold that against him in November of 2008?  Did you know that a flood in Malaysia forced the evacuation of just under one hundred thousand people?  Did you know that a woman in Sacramento, which is NorCal and certainly not California, died of water intoxication after she entered a radio station’s ‘hold your wee for a wii’ contest?  Did you know that Jack Bauer had a street named after him in Los Angeles, but they had to rename it after a series of tragic accidents?  No one crosses Jack Bauer and lives.))

((Jeffery Drake takes a large drink of water.  He’s still staring up at the television.))

((Hey, did you know that the iPhone is just a few months away?  Did you know that despite the Democrats taking back Congress, there’s still the fear of the net neutrality bill passing? Did you know that Hilary Clinton is currently with troops in Afghanistan?  Did you know Venezuela is set to nationalize it energy and electricity sectors?  Video games sales sold over twelve and a half billion dollars worth of product this year? Did you know the David Beckham is looking for a new home in the Manhattan Beach area?  Did you know that Rex Grossman’s pass down the middle for seventy-five yards in the first quarter of the Bears playoff game with the Seahawks was the second longest in Chicago’s playoff history?  Did you know that in traditional Roman playing card decks, the King of Clubs is patterned after King Alexander?  Did you know it’s impossible to please all the people all the time?))

((He waits another few minutes, scanning the screen and watching the tickers.))

((From the stock market did you know… Terra Industries Inc., saw a 12% gain over the last week while, Netflix loss just over 6%?  Did you know, the Ford Motor Company is suing Navistar over its development prices and their current contract?  Did you know China just slashed their domestic gas prices?  Did you know that with all the money in the world, you still couldn’t buy the key to my heart?))

((Drake waits longer and longer, another segment, and stands through a commercial break.))

((He finally turns back to the camera.  He didn’t so much prove a point as he exercised an opinion.))

If you’re going to speak – speak to me.  A match with me is the opportunity of a career, of a lifetime.  Don’t squander it staring at the sports section.

I’m Jeffery Drake.

There’s a million important things in this world.  I’m one of them.  You guys?  Not so much.  I can get away with doing nothing but flashing my cocky grin at the camera.  You guys?  Don’t bother. 

No one gives a fuck about your day to day.  They own faintly care about your message.  Next time, provide it.  It’ll at least give better content for your career eulogies set for the twenty-night and thirtieth of this month.

((Drake turns up the volume on the television and hops on his bike.  He rides the stationary cycle off into the sunset.))