MEET ROCKY 7 -- by Steve Nadis
I know I'm too old, too stiff, and too light to be the next heavyweight champion of the word. Everyone has told me that already. But now that Stallone says he's done with Rocky 6, somebody has to step up and make Rocky 7. That somebody is me, and don't try to talk me out of it. My mother has begged me ("you can't take the punishment"), my dad has berated me ("you can't handle the truth"), and my wife has implored me ("think of the children"), but it's no use. My mind is made up, so now all I gotta' do is convince my body. While we're having that conversation (my body and me), I'm going to run up the steps to our deck a few times. Next I'm going to run over the butcher store to check out some slabs. On the way home, I'm going to get some marbles so I can practice talkin’ right. I mean talkin’ good. Then it's just a matter of writing the script that's going to get me the heavyweight crown. If I can pull that off, which is going to take an amazing bit of writing, I'll not only be the champ, I'll win Best Screenplay too,
