A Day at the Pool
Thursday August 8, 2013

.:: The camera was bright so nothing could be seen but light. In the back you heard children laughing and water running. You could hear the wind blowing slightly from time to time as the camera panned down from the sky. The camera showed a large pool with hundreds of children swimming in the deep end. You heard the occasional whistle blow from a life guard as they sat and watched the children and patrons swim. The camera slowly panned to the left towards the shallow end. There was a rope with blue and white buoys floating cutting off the rest of the pool from the shallow end. At the entrance of the pool you saw Damien Sandow standing in knee high water. He was wearing a pair of swimming goggles and his old school blue robe. The camera slowly gets closer to Sandow until it was in range to where Sandow could be heard. ::.

Damien Sandow: I am here today at a local pool just outside of San Antonio, Texas wearing my blue robe to prove a point. No, that point is not the fact that I can pull off wearing a robe better than any man on the EBWF roster. See, I proved that long ago when I made my debut. I am here today to overcome on of my biggest fears in life. See, I may be an accomplished two time PTG Champion, and I may be the leader of the cleansed masses. However, one thing I have never been able to learn to do was swim! So I am here today to overcome that fear. I am here today to prove that things of the unknown, things like swimming, things like Conor O’Brian, can be overcome easily!

.:: Sandow removed his robe to reveal a pair of black floaters around both of his arms. He was also wearing a pair of blue swimming trunks. However, the most noticeable things he was wearing were the Path to Glory Championship around his waist and the lucky rabbit’s foot around his neck. He smiled at the camera and took the PTG Championship off from around his waist and tossed it out of the pool away from water. He slowly walked deeper in to the water until it was about chest high. He took one last look at the camera before dropping his head under water and swimming from one side of the pool to the other. About half way to the other side Sandow looked to be puttering out. He overcame that though and within a couple of moments reached the other side. He put both of his hands on the ledge of the pool and lifted himself out. He immediately looked at the camera in surprise. ::.

Damien Sandow: Did you just see that?! I swam from all the way over there to here! And to think before I did that swimming was a frightening, unknown illusion to me! I would have never thought about doing that before just now! .:: Sandow smiled and excitedly danced a little step. ::. While I called you out here today so you could witness my brave defeat of water, I also called you out here to give you thoughts about my upcoming match with Conor O’Brian. Recently Conor O’Brian asked me to join him. He said I was being a fraud, or a hypocrite, or something of that nature. Joining him is the only smart way for me to be safe. Well Conor, I would join you, but I am afraid you would have to accept my fellow masses as well. And when I look at who you are, and where you come from, and quite frankly, your state of mind, I don’t think you could handle that. You are a man who thinks he hears the voice of another man, or higher man, or, something like that. Listen Conor, I am a World traveling scholar, and still most things about you confuse me. But you know what else used to confuse me? .:: Sandow paused for a moment. ::. Swimming! But look at how easily I figured that out.

.:: Sandow grabbed a towel and dried himself off a little. He walked over to where he was before swimming and picked up the PTG Championship. He put the title over his right shoulder and continued to talk. ::.

Damien Sandow: I do believe I have already defeated you once in your short time here. That first time had a lot to do with luck. I guarantee this time I defeat you O’Brian, it will have nothing to do with luck! Let’s be honest, you are not even focusing your time or efforts on me. What do I have to do to get respect from you? Was beating you not enough? Now you want to overlook me, our match, and focus on John Cena? Instead of focusing on me like you should you would rather play words with one of the most talented guys in our industry today? .:: Sandow laughed to himself. ::. If last time you faced me and had time to get ready, how do you figure you will defeat me if you are thinking about John Cena?! Conor O’Brian after Monday night you will respect me, and you will be able to move on to John Cena. Just remember when you move on to “bigger and better things.” Just remember that you have never defeated the PTG Champion Damien Sandow!

.:: Sandow looked angry at the camera until he noticed something in the water. He looked down and grabbed whatever it was. He put it around his neck to reveal that he had lost and found his lucky rabbit’s foot. ::.

Damien Sandow: I knew I was missing something. Just like Monday when Conor O’Brian enters the ring feeling like he is missing something. He will be missing something. His luck. Because it just ran out!

.:: Sandow ripped the floaters off of his arms and continued to dry himself off with a towel. He turned and walked away from the camera and as he did he threw a floater over his head behind him. It landed on the ground and the camera focused in on it and then went to black. ::.

.:: End ::.