The Best
Well, with what I added under the title, it's half self-explanatory. But suffice it to say that I finally got my hands on some theme music that I'd been wanting for a long time and it took me about 25 minutes to write it up on paper...and then I put it on a digital copy in under 10, so that's awesome, and now YOU can read it, lol!
So yeah, ENJOY!!!
The Best(inspired by Bret "The Hitman" Hart, his theme song, and his catchphrase "The best there is, the best there was, the best there ever will be"......well, and also the infamous Montreal Screwjob, if you know anything about pro wrestling history)
(3/10/10)
I walk out on stage as my music blares,
letting my adrenaline flow free as the crowd
cheers. Those electric cries from the guitar
accompany the flashing lights and my attire
jingles with all my metallic adornments and
additions. I feel a sense of security behind these
pink-tinted glasses, and as I walk past those
fans of mine, they call out my name in excited
splendor. I smile and give high-fives, the fan-
favorite in all of this, soaking up all this positive
energy as the music pumps on and on and
on. I am the best there is, the best
there was, and the best there ever will be,
and there isn't a thing that can stop
me. The music fades, the match starts,
and I feel so alive, going head-to-head
with a worthy opponent, giving it all I've
got. The pain I feel as I go down is nothing,
because I know, way way deep down that
I'm going to pull this thing out of the proverbial
bag. I get back up and haul off on my opponent,
feeling higher and higher on the pedestal
with each and every single shot I throw at
him. This is it, here it comes, finisher time;
locked in, and in my mind he's tapping out,
screaming for me to stop and me picking up the
title. Hold on, he reversed it! and now I've
got to hold on with every bit of strength
that I can muster as I will not tap
out. But the bell is ringing...it's ringing...
they're giving him the title...it's not true...
it's not true...I'm the best...I'm...I'm...
screwed...