For those who are not in the know, allow me to enlighten you so you too can become part of the Heineken Movement that is sweeping across the world of Wrestling 2000. It all started a couple weeks ago on a blazing afternoon after a long day of press conferences and workouts, and house shows. Two of W2K’s finest in Seifer and Jacob Mitchell had a long day and decided to kick it by a pool and crack open up a couple Heineken’s. From there they found themselves enjoying the taste, the feel of the bottle in their hand, the feel of the keg can in their hands that they decided to drink it all the time, it helped that the beer itself was rather deliciously refreshing. Not one of those weaker American beers, yet not one of those stronger Canadian beers in which if you want to get drunk faster, you may as well drink liquor, beer isn’t supposed to be that strong. Rather beer is something you drink after a long hard day at work, or when you’re just relaxing, having a barbeque with some friends, or maybe enjoying a sporting event. Whatever the case is, the men now known to the W2K world as Gladiators after their victory last week on RAGE decided that they liked the beer so much they would make various imagery pieces, borrowing quotes from the famous Yogi bear where he points to the Heineken bottle and saying it’s not your average beer, to just making it known that this movement was spreading. Why they decided to do it? That remains to be one of the mysteries of the modern world. Yeah, so that was a load of BS. Though parts of it were true, it wasn’t some astonishing discovery or anything. In fact it went a little like this. Both men had drunk plenty of different types of beer and yet Heineken ranked among the top in taste for them. So they drank it and had it on camera a few times. This of course was free publicity for Heineken but that’s all it was was some cameo shots of their beer on television. So being business savvy they decided to contact the two men and discuss furthering their involvement with Heineken while on the air. They wanted some more publicity and they saw an opening and thus they took it, who can blame them? It was quite a smart move. Of course after quite a generous offer by Heineken the two founders of W2K’s and even the world of professional wrestling’s Heineken Movement accepted the deal and the rest as they say, is history. Yet that wasn’t the end of it. While the movement has indeed grown throughout W2K, with many superstars such as current Tag Team Champion Tyler Hayden using this product and speaking about it as an unofficial spokesperson for the Movement; Mr. Jacobs, being the savvy businessman that he is, decided to take it to the next step. That my friends, is why we are here today. It is time the Heineken Movement has spread to sponsorship, with the lack of an actual owner, there is only so much the superstars can do. Yet if they did nothing, W2K would falter. While Jacob Mitchell and Lesmond�?well not Lesmond since he attempted to claim actual ownership and it turned out he was a fraud. But while Jacob Mitchell is using his past experience as co owner of CCW to take control of the asylum because love him or hate him, he has earned their respect, Seifer has taken a different approach to helping W2K out. Infact as we recently heard, he wasn’t the only one who has been helping W2K backstage as one Isabella Taylor claims to have been handling deals with W2K as well. Though she is doing it to help out Wrestling 2000 as just one of their superstars and the owner of her own law firm with an obvious sense for business. Seifer on the other hand, rumors are still out there that he may indeed have actual power in W2K. Though he has only hinted once at these claims and has decided not to speak further on the matter. With a history of playing jokes on people, especially the infamous nWs and friends April Fools, ALL MONTH LONG ordeal, one can never be too sure. Then again so long as W2K is drawing ratings and racking in the money as the superstars are getting paid from the executive offices, no one really cares. So as the window of opportunity has continued to get larger, Seifer wasted no time in jumping through it and bringing W2K along for the ride. It was sure to be a very beneficial trip. The muffled sounds of cars driving by caused by the thick glass doors and windows are what fills the scene as we open up to find our hero, Seifer, dressed in a black business suit with a navy blue tie. His hair is brushed back from his face and in a ponytail as he sits patiently on one of the small loveseats that adorn the waiting room. There are two other people sitting opposite him waiting for something or someone as well. To his left is a black briefcase in which he rests his left arm over it casually, his legs stretched out a little bit as he yawns and glances down to his Rolex noting the wait time. Finally after what feels like took forever one of the secretaries pops her head in the door. She wore a light pink blouse with a beige skirt, dark black hair pulled back and some glasses as she looks at commands the attention of the room with her strong willed feminim voice. “Mr. Jacobs?�?/FONT> Seifer looks up with slight excitement as he puts a hand on the briefcase. “Mr. Tearno will see you now.�?/FONT> A mild smile spreads over his face as he claps the briefcase and makes his way out of the room, following the shorter brunette across the hall and into a silver elevator. She presses a button and they’re heading up to the twenty-seventh floor as the soft elevator music fills the small room as the two stand silently. Not an awkward silence, however, for there really wasn’t any reason for it to be awkward. A ding is heard as the woman steps out and Seifer follows her off to the ring, he finds himself approaching another desk in a wooden floored room with a couple other desks, but no cubicles or anything like that. There is a corner office off to the right with its blinds down and a door slightly cracked open. “Right over there Mr. Jacobs. Mr. Tearno is expecting you.�?/FONT> “Thank you.�?/FONT> She turns to head off as Seifer straightens his posture and raps the door lightly three times as he hears a man’s voice telling him to come in. He does so and sees a man with thinning black hair, rather plump with a beer belly that wasn’t too surprising, a black mustache and a pair of glasses dressed in a suit as well sticking out his hands. He was a couple inches shorter than Seifer. Seifer shakes it and takes the seat Mr. Tearno offers to him. “Dan Tearno.�?/FONT> “Seifer Jacobs, it’s a pleasure.�?/FONT> “Ah Mr. Jacobs. Let’s get right down to business shall we?�?/FONT> “Sounds fine.�?/FONT> “We talked the other week over the matters you which to discussed and my secretary forwarded me the email you sent with the information. I apologize for the lateness in which this is happening, did you receive our fax?�?/FONT> Seifer nods his head, he had and looked over it. “I have sir. And I believe that your offer is quite generous, so that means you have agreed to the deal?�?/FONT> He shakes his head slightly. “It isn’t quite that simply Mr. Jacobs,�?/FONT> and then breaks out into a small laughter, “But nonetheless I can assure that as president of corporate affairs it looks as if things should go as according to plan. Yet unfortunately the decision doesn’t rest solely in my hands but rather a board meeting.�?/FONT> “I’m aware of that.�?/FONT> “Well then if there isn’t anything else we need to discuss the members are awaiting in the conference room right down the hall.�?/FONT> Seifer rises after the Vice President and they head across the wooden floors, past the elevator and over to another room that takes up the entire side of the building, they enter it and inside he can see a magnificent view of the city as a few of the board members rise, there was about six of them present. “Ladies and Gentlemen of the board, this is Mr. Jacobs.�?/FONT> He smiles and waves and says hello as they greet and Dan shows Seifer to the top of the table as he sits down near where Seifer is as Seifer sets his briefcase in front of him and opens it, facing towards him as he pulls out a few packets of paper. “I’m sure you are all aware that ever since the inception of the ‘Heineken Movement�?on W2K television that the sales of your own product has increased a great deal. What started out as a couple of guys drinking a beer of their choice on TV turned into a small sponsorship ordeal which lead to the movement coined by Jacob Mitchell and myself.�?/FONT> Seifer passes down the packets to the members. “As requested, those are the statistics of W2K’s highest ratings mark spread throughout the country. On the back pages are your own statistics in which as you can clearly see your product sales has increased by almost ten percent in just two weeks since the Heineken Movement begun in those respect cities.�?/FONT> Seifer now turns to the white board and grabs a green dry erase marker, how ironic. He begins to draw a little scale indicting sales increasing as he writes San Antonio over it. “However and as to be expected the biggest increase in revenue for your product has been in San Antonio where you are based. As you can see and with the information my associates have faxed to you, Heineken and Wrestling 2000 are proving to be a very successful mixture.�?/FONT> Most of the board members nod, thoroughly impressed with the information presented and the facts to back it up. One however, an older man who probably doesn’t have much of a clue about wrestling other than reading up on it, questions Seifer. “Mr. Jacobs. Tell me, what role to you play in the managerial parts of Wrestling 2000?�?/FONT> “I am merely one of its employees who also happens to have a very keen knowledge in not just the backstage business of wrestling, but an over all business sense as well. I like to consider myself one of its representatives.�?/FONT> “So you really have no whereabouts of Mr. Dangerously?�?/FONT> “I’m afraid that if I did I wouldn’t be able to tell you anyways. Though I don’t see how that would affect our business here today any. We’re only talking about a sponsorship deal for one of our Pay Per Views as a trial method.�?/FONT> This old man seemed skeptical and the other members were quiet so it appears as if he was a rather big name. Seifer leaves out the detail that it’s infact their biggest Pay Per View. “I was looking through your file the other day and it states that yourself and a Mr. Mitchell were Co Owners of Coastal Championship Wrestling. May I inquire as to the roles you played and why Mr. Mitchell isn’t present here today with you?�?/FONT> “We both played an equal role in the company, however Mr. Mitchell’s area of expertise were more in front of the camera. Albeit he was a good businessman and a quick learner, he preferred to be a wrestler more and therefore he had a larger role on air than I did. I as well enjoy being in front of the camera, but I also have a deeper experience with running a successful company as well as numerous businesses. Besides, I had this meeting and the information set up and therefore I feel my presence alone should suffice.�?/FONT> “Indeed it has.�?Mr. Tearno interjects before the man could make another statement. “Hoe dit aan ons anders ten goede komen?�?Questions an older lady speaking in Dutch. “What she’s asking is…�?Begins a female interpreter sitting next to her. Seifer holds up a hand and smiles. “It is also beneficiary to you in not just the sales as we have already discussed, but also product merchandising. Once our companies meet I’ve no doubt they will begin creating merchandise that will benefit the both of them. We already have ads running about Heineken and the movement not to mention it being advertised by various stars.�?/FONT> “You understand Dutch?�?/FONT> “Only on Tuesday’s.�?/FONT> Seifer grins as he pulls out another packet but this time holds it in his hands. “Now I am aware that Heineken is the 4th largest brewery in the world. I believe that if given enough time and exposure that may even change. The wrestling business may not be as large as other professional sports, but it does leak into other more physical sports such as Ultimate Fighting Championship. Not to mention this would be a huge leap for your company into the world of sports which of course would then open up the doors to other deals with one of the main sports out there such as the NFL or NBA. So not only will this benefit us greatly from having sponsorship, but it shall also open up your doors to the sports wide market.�?/FONT> The members are quiet as Seifer takes a glance around before continuing. “This however, is only the trial period. Our deal today will be to hopefully sign the contract that has already been drawn up and looked over by both our lawyers in which will confirm Heineken sponsoring Wrestling 2000’s WrestlePalooza Pay Per View this coming Sunday.�?/FONT> Mr. Tearno stands up and shakes Seifer’s hand. “Thank you Mr. Jacobs, the board and myself will discuss this matter and get back to you within a couple of minutes.�?/FONT> Seifer nods his head as he closes his briefcase and walks out of the room. “I’ll be right outside.�?/FONT> The door shuts as Seifer goes to take a seat, feeling that the meeting was a rather successful one. A few minutes pass by as the Vice President offers Seifer to come back in and he does so, taking a seat at one of the chairs. “Mr. Jacobs, we have decided to sign the contract. After result of your Pay Per View you’ll be contracted on if we would like to work up a longer term sponsorship deal.�?/FONT> Seifer smiles now, “Thank you Mr. Tearno, I speak for all of W2K when I say we look forward to having you on board.�?/FONT> From there Seifer signs the contract, as does Mr. Tearno before they depart and Seifer heads back down to the base of the building where he steps outside and past the security station and makes his way onto the sidewalk where as requested a camera crew from W2K was awaiting him already with their cameras ready to roll. Hey, Seifer flew them all the way up here out of his own personal funds just for this so you know they’ll be ready to go when he comes out. “So here we are, less than one week away from the largest Pay Per View of the year. This is my fifth PPV here in W2K and I must say that I’m extremely excited. If you’re wondering where I am, well this is the Corporate Headquarters of Heineken in the USA. White Plains, New York to be exact and let’s just say that I just inked a sweet little trial deal on behalf of W2K.�?/FONT> Seifer grins as he loosens up the tie and takes it off, unbuttoning the top two buttons as well as he un does the jacket and begins to head down the street as the crew follows him. “See Izzy, you’re not the only one who is helping W2K behind the scenes. Though I think we’d be more successful if we actually worked together on certain managerial things seeing as we both seem to have that experience.�?/FONT> Seifer shakes his head, “It’s just a thought on the interest of W2K so Ryan since I know you’re watching I suggest you calm yourself and don’t start assuming things.�?/FONT> “As I was saying. This Sunday W2K Presents WrestlePalooza brought to you in part and sponsored by Heineken, more than the average beer. Great, isn’t it? The Heineken Movement Jacob and I started has certainly been spreading. Which by the way as part of that Movement those who put out their product will receive little cash bonuses from time to time, or so I hear.�?/FONT> Wink, wink. He knew of the deal seeing as he was one of the ones who signed it. “Though don’t expect to be seeing me in a suit because it’s not like I’m owner or anything, I’m just another guy helping out the W2K. Though many of you might think that I’m trying to hurt W2K. Or at least many of the fans might think that. Hurt W2K by hampering the career of your little cheer bee Ryan Rage.�?/FONT> He pauses, “Damn, slip of the tongue, so used to that other guy. You cheer him because you love him, because he has that happy go lucky attitude. That’s fine, but when I am tossing him around the ring, I hope you know it’s for the sake of W2K. Well, and because I have a little score to settle with Mr. Cain. When I say it’s for the sake of W2K I mean it. Because as much as the fans love Jeff Hardy, Cain falls into what we in professional wrestling like to call ‘Hardy Syndrome�? Where you just don’t feel like showing up for work. Cain has done this on numerous occasions the past few months and though he likes to hype himself up, boasting about the past, the fact that he’s Ryan FOCKin Cain, the FOCKin Franchise. That’s all the past. No matter how much good someone does and how long it takes them to do that, they can always erase it in a tenth of the time by a couple bad acts. That’s just a rule of thumb. This is Ryan’s chance to get back into the groove and maybe make a path to the championship that has evaded him his career here. Yet on the grandest stage of them all, we may indeed watch as Ryan takes that fatal fall that spells the end of his career.�?/FONT> Another grin. “Am I speaking metaphorically? Or am I being literal? Maybe a little bit of both, you’ll just have to wait and find out. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have a plane to catch and some more down and dirty wrestling business to attend to.�?/FONT> Seifer nods and continues walking as he goes to hail a cab as the scene fades out.