Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2014 21:16:27 GMT
Voiceover: "Growing up playing hockey all over the place for years and years of my life, I've been on a ton of teams. Some of them were great. Some of them, y'know, I'd rather not talk about again. But they all had one thing in common."
The camera pans around an empty hockey arena during the middle of a game. At first, things seem to be carrying on normally; we can make out a "green team" and a "black team." One of the "green team" players is a little different, though - the smallest man on the ice is not wearing a shirt, he's not wearing a helmet, and his face is covered up by a plain blue and green lucha libre mask. This little stringy fellow is Metro:PRO's Dennis Driver, playing the game he's loved for years and wearing the mask he wore while wrestling in Mexico. It doesn't take a seasoned scout to realize, even in a ten second clip, that while everyone else is engaged in the game and going at 100%, the masked man is drifting around near center ice.
Sitting on the bench are a group of people, none of whom look like they are part of either one of these teams. Some are wearing jerseys and some aren't - we can make out Cyrillic writing on one of them. A few of them are women. One is another shirtless man wearing a lucha mask of his own, a much more ornate thing than Dennis's - he looks like some kind of bird of prey. In a colorful array of accents, their voices create a unified chorus.
Bench: Give it to Dennis!
One of his teammates gets checked and the puck deflects up high. Dennis quickly takes off his mask, shaking out his bushy hair and using the mask to catch the puck. The camera catches the wide, toothy grin on his face. Moving at speed, he splits the two defensemen in front of him before bearing down on the goalie. Skillfully controlling the mask-puck on his forehand, he drags it between his legs before leaving the goalie sprawling with a wrist shot. The red light behind the goal goes off. There's no wasted motion here, nothing hurried about his stickhandling. The look in his eyes almost says that it was all too easy as he pounds his chest with his gloved hand. After a little bit of showboating, the rest of the hockey players get out of focus as Dennis faces the camera and begins to speak.
Dennis: "My new tag team partner Morgan le Faye is a magician; I'm Dennis Driver and I make magic happen with every single thing I do. On skates, in the ring, on the microphone. I go to the deli and I order a pastrami sandwich - it's magic. I open the door to my apartment in Hartford, Connecticut. Magic. So Marty Sunshine's right to have a little bit of faith in us going into the tournament. New York City's gonna see some good stuff out there."
Someone off the screen tosses him a bottle of water; he grabs it with one hand and takes a little swig.
Dennis: "I know what people are saying backstage, on the internet, that we won't be able to work together. But I have faith in this team. Y'know, Houdini's assistant musta known what he was doing; Gretzky had some pretty decent linemates over the years. Am I the only Jari Kurri guy here? We're goin' up against two chicks named Allyana and Anya in our first match. They both seem like nice people. I could take either one of them to my momma over in Mystic and I know she'll be proud of me. But it's not about being nice."
Dennis clinches his teeth a bit. You can kind of tell that the "tough guy" thing doesn't work that well for him, a guy who still gets carded at the age of 27 and never looks like he takes anything too seriously.
Dennis: "It's not about making Nancy Driver happy, either, bless her heart. It's about talent, it's about skill, finesse, technique. Hockey's an art, wrestling's an art, magic's an art. And I'm so good I don't even have to practice. All four of us, we're all great athletes. It's probably four of the quickest, best aerial wrestlers in the company - they shoulda given us a ladder! But to be fair to my new linemate, I'm the one with the technique to dictate the pace and match everyone hold for hold. Keep 'em on the ground a little. Then, when I need to, come up with the moment of magic."
A brief pause and a faint smile.
Dennis: "Metro:PRO, I'm Dennis Driver. But you can call me the playmaker."
The camera pans around an empty hockey arena during the middle of a game. At first, things seem to be carrying on normally; we can make out a "green team" and a "black team." One of the "green team" players is a little different, though - the smallest man on the ice is not wearing a shirt, he's not wearing a helmet, and his face is covered up by a plain blue and green lucha libre mask. This little stringy fellow is Metro:PRO's Dennis Driver, playing the game he's loved for years and wearing the mask he wore while wrestling in Mexico. It doesn't take a seasoned scout to realize, even in a ten second clip, that while everyone else is engaged in the game and going at 100%, the masked man is drifting around near center ice.
Sitting on the bench are a group of people, none of whom look like they are part of either one of these teams. Some are wearing jerseys and some aren't - we can make out Cyrillic writing on one of them. A few of them are women. One is another shirtless man wearing a lucha mask of his own, a much more ornate thing than Dennis's - he looks like some kind of bird of prey. In a colorful array of accents, their voices create a unified chorus.
Bench: Give it to Dennis!
One of his teammates gets checked and the puck deflects up high. Dennis quickly takes off his mask, shaking out his bushy hair and using the mask to catch the puck. The camera catches the wide, toothy grin on his face. Moving at speed, he splits the two defensemen in front of him before bearing down on the goalie. Skillfully controlling the mask-puck on his forehand, he drags it between his legs before leaving the goalie sprawling with a wrist shot. The red light behind the goal goes off. There's no wasted motion here, nothing hurried about his stickhandling. The look in his eyes almost says that it was all too easy as he pounds his chest with his gloved hand. After a little bit of showboating, the rest of the hockey players get out of focus as Dennis faces the camera and begins to speak.
Dennis: "My new tag team partner Morgan le Faye is a magician; I'm Dennis Driver and I make magic happen with every single thing I do. On skates, in the ring, on the microphone. I go to the deli and I order a pastrami sandwich - it's magic. I open the door to my apartment in Hartford, Connecticut. Magic. So Marty Sunshine's right to have a little bit of faith in us going into the tournament. New York City's gonna see some good stuff out there."
Someone off the screen tosses him a bottle of water; he grabs it with one hand and takes a little swig.
Dennis: "I know what people are saying backstage, on the internet, that we won't be able to work together. But I have faith in this team. Y'know, Houdini's assistant musta known what he was doing; Gretzky had some pretty decent linemates over the years. Am I the only Jari Kurri guy here? We're goin' up against two chicks named Allyana and Anya in our first match. They both seem like nice people. I could take either one of them to my momma over in Mystic and I know she'll be proud of me. But it's not about being nice."
Dennis clinches his teeth a bit. You can kind of tell that the "tough guy" thing doesn't work that well for him, a guy who still gets carded at the age of 27 and never looks like he takes anything too seriously.
Dennis: "It's not about making Nancy Driver happy, either, bless her heart. It's about talent, it's about skill, finesse, technique. Hockey's an art, wrestling's an art, magic's an art. And I'm so good I don't even have to practice. All four of us, we're all great athletes. It's probably four of the quickest, best aerial wrestlers in the company - they shoulda given us a ladder! But to be fair to my new linemate, I'm the one with the technique to dictate the pace and match everyone hold for hold. Keep 'em on the ground a little. Then, when I need to, come up with the moment of magic."
A brief pause and a faint smile.
Dennis: "Metro:PRO, I'm Dennis Driver. But you can call me the playmaker."
