Nothing special ....

Desmond White is seen coming through the gate at the airport in Lafayete. He is dressed in a black suit and sunglasses as usual. He walks past the gate door to a waiting group of photographers. As the flash bulbs pops he takes time to stop and pose for a few photos before pushing past them and heading for the baggage claim area. the camera follows him through the airport until he reaches the carousel where he stops to wait for his bags to arrive. A small child about 8-9 years old comes running up to him...

Kid:"Your Desmond White. Your the best..can I get your autograph?"

Desmond turns and looks at the kid standing next to him.

Desmond:"Sure kid....no problem."

Desmond signs the duffle bag the kid is dragging behind him and then lightly pats the kid on the head.

Desmond:"There ya go little man...now go find your parents."

Kid:"Thanks Mr. White. Good luck on friday. I hope you beat that TJ guy."

The little kid runs back to his parents who have been standing a few feet away showing them the autograph he got.

Desmond retrieves his bag and turns and heads for the rental car area.

Chris Sanders comes walking up to him as he reaches the counter.

Chris:"Desmond...how do you feel about being put in a match with TJ Phoenix this week?"

Desmond:"OH MY GAWD!!! I have not been here for 10 minutes yet and here you are in my face already. How do you |BLEEP|roaches always know when I am coming into town. Do you pay off my travel agent to get my schedule or what?"

Chris:"It's my job to know where the news makers are at all times."

Desmond:"I swear Sanders...if it would not get my ass fired I swear I would punch your ass right square in the mouth. As for my match this week on Fury and how I "feel" about it....I don't!!"

Sanders:"What do you mean you don't? Don't what?"

Desmond:"I don't feel any way about it. This Phoenix guy is trying to make a name for himself here in the WWX but he is not going to do it against me. All he is going to do against me is get his first loss. I am the WWX Conquest Champion. I am NOT the kind of guy you want your second match to be against because your second match might just be your last. I can hurt this kid if I want to. I can end his career..if I want to. I don't know what this kid did to piss off the brass but he is going to get his ass handed to him this week....by me."

Chris:"He did beat Venom pretty soundly at Phase Out in his debut, that doesn't make you think maybe the kid has something special?"

Desmond:"Special? This kid ain't special, he is a chump nobody. I could care less what or who he used to be somewhere else. This is the WWX...the top level in this business.Special?...come on Chris, you don't have to be special to beat the hell out of that joke Venom. He was a winner in his debut...so what...so was I. I didn't hear you running around calling me special. The only kind of special that applies to this kid is rode the short bus, wore a helmet, licked the windows special."

Chris:"So your not going to do anything special to prepare for this match?"

Desmond:"Your an idiot Chris. The only thing I have to do to get ready for this match is show up. This kid is nothing, he is no competition for me and it is a joke that I am even having to face him. I'm gonna hurt him, and make him realize that he needs to go back to the minor leagues because he is not ready for this level. Now would you please get the hell away from me and leave me in peace!!"

Chris:"Thanks for your time Desmond and good luck this week."

(FTB)