It was after Immortals where Kyleigh didn’t become a Doubles champion, but she did walk out with her Pride title as she took a deep breath when sitting backstage as she closed her eyes she was sore from her match, but she wasn’t showing that she was hurt as she took another deep breath as she got up as the scene faded into the present day.
It was Sunday the 11th of February as she was home her brother getting attacked by Tiffany Prada as she knew she wanted revenge but that would be another day another story as Kyleigh sits on the couch as she texted her tag team Partner to let him know they need to get together and prepare for the match as she then placed her phone down as she took another deep breath.
“I get the tag team scene isn’t that big in premier and you rarely see anyone going after the tag titles hopefully that will change soon as you at least got 2 teams now that could at least start the tag team division but the team Jerry and I are facing is good and though I know Jerry would tell me not to worry but I know this team is good hell I faced one half of the team already and I watched the other one so I know it’s a team that would work well they are best friends but I’ll try to strike the worry out of my mind this week Alexandra and I put on a great match at Immortals and we will do it again this Affliction with our tag team partners.”
She smirked as she took another deep breath as she knew she needed to study more on the team they are facing as she wanted to be ready but deep down she also knew that no matter how hard she studied them they could possible do things different then what she was watching as she took her fingers through her hair she made a call.
“You got this just because I am no longer on social media doesn’t mean I am not around just social media isn’t my thing Kyleigh that’s popular people’s thing and well I am a longer. I’ll meet you at the gym in a few minutes.”
“Okay yet you were getting popular just because people didn’t get your way of training. But I will be there with my bestie.”
“Whatever.”
They hung up as Kyleigh and Sarah headed towards the gym as the scene faded out.
SCENE: OFF CAMERA
The next scene begins with Kyleigh at the gym Sarah was working out as Amaya was working with Kyleigh as Kyleigh sighed.
“What’s wrong you not get laid on Valentine’s Day?”
“No not that just I feel like I can’t shake losing at Immortals.”
“Did you walk out as a champion?”
“Yes.”
“Then no worries you may not be Diamonds, but women titles are so weak.”
“Yeah but that was the title I wanted.”
“You got better just you’re not seeing the big picture.”
“I get it now I’m just overthinking.”
“Your good at that sadly.”
“Okay well let’s get to training I can’t let my partner down.”
The scene faded to Amaya and Kyleigh working on some moves.
SCENE: ON CAMERA
The next scene begins with Kyleigh sitting quietly in the gym as she bit down on her bottom lip knowing she needed to focus but how could she when her mind was on the loss.
“Snap out of it Kyleigh you can do this just because you lost didn’t mean you didn’t give it your all you know your one of the best out there and still learning.
Okay I know my partner will be around later no doubt in that and I know I can’t let him down so it’s time to focus on the women we are facing and show them that I can still work my ass off and not let them get to me they are great wrestlers I respect them, but they will have to realize I am not giving up during the match win or lose it will be one hell of a match for the night. Anyways I really don’t have much to say this time around as I know what to do but actions always speak louder and in my mind, I already know you’re the better team, BUT I am pretty stubborn, and I know myself won’t go down without a fight I just hope you ladies realize I am pretty hard headed unlike others you have known and either face or just know them.”
She smirks as she licks her lips texting her partner again about meeting up before the show to regain the focus on this match that is needed as she placed her phone down.
“I try to remain focus even if I am bothered by something and I won’t lie it sucks not being a double champion, but I do see the positive at least unlike I have heard about other places and other people at least I am not a title hog holding more then one titles but it still sucks that I couldn’t prove I was the best that night.
Now Charlie and Alexandra I admit I get tongued tied on my words, but my words don’t always say what I want them to come out like and I admit that but I’m not stupid but see in this business words don’t mean jackshit I have learnt that very well as well in my short time but still I get some people not saying you girls, but some like to think their tough talking is what makes them big and bad when it doesn’t.
I hope you ladies are well and ready for our match on the 20th as I know I am and win or lose I plan on putting in one hell of a match that night and make it a match no-one will forget. I hope you ladies are truly ready for a fight because win or lose I will bring everything I can on my half to fight and show that teams can be a thing since obviously Premier has hardly no teams and we could change that.”
She smirks as she gets up and starts to work out as she needed to remain focus on the task and that was to work-out and prepare for the match as the scene fades out.
Post by Charlie Jones on Feb 18, 2018 6:28:34 GMT -5
There was conflict as long as she could remember. Even when her older brother was still just a child himself. Alex was four years older. Charlie sat at the door, her back against it at 12 years old hearing the yelling, the screaming. Dylan was 9 as he laid with his head in her lap. His eyes closed tight as doors slammed and voices were raised. Charlie ground her teeth together and tried to stop the tears but they fell like the rains in summer. It had gotten worse in the last few years. Before Alex could physically stand up to their father it would end fast.
A loud yell, a laugh and then a loud slap would be heard. The sound of skin hitting skin followed by a small body hitting the floor. But then one day, there was yelling, a slap and then. No body. Instead there was a laugh and another slap, and another until their mother yelled for him to stop. It seemed to make it all spiral out of control. The incidents happening more often and often. Going from a few times a year to monthly, then to almost weekly. The drinking too got worse.
Why didn’t Alex learn? Charlie wondered but never asked him why. She often blamed him. He knew what their father was like. He knew the tempter, the struggle he had at work and in his life. Yet Alex pushed. Alex prodded. Alex instigated. His smart mouth causing troubles and issues. Charlie loved her brother dearly, but hated that he just didn’t know when to shut up. Dylan grabbed her hand squeezing it hard. His hands shaking in hers as they could hear it escalate. They were waiting for it, the loud slap sound.
This time would be different. Charlie could feel it. Something had changed in Alex in the last month. He had grown more confident, combative, angry. He had gone from an arrogant child to a sure headed cocky man. Taller than their father with increased muscle mass. Alex looked every part of the man he was going to become. Six foot tall, athletic, his black hair shaggy as the small fuzzy stubble on his face. It happened. The slap, their father's hand hitting Alex, striking him with all the power the elder man could muster. But then there was a second sound. Another slap, but a body hitting the ground. And then something Charlie didn’t expect. Silence. Complete silence. Eerie in nature and still. Dylan noticed it too as his little head popped up off his pre-teen sisters lap.
Charlie placed her finger on her lips to keep their little brother quiet. She turned and reached up opening the door, her eyes moving to the small slit she created looking out into the hallway. She gasped but used her hand to cover her mouth as her eyes moved from the ground up. Their mother, a horrified look on her face, stood in the archway to the kitchen. Her jaw down as she looked at Alex, his hand balled into a fist, his knuckles a deep red with the largest one second from the right split.
Their father, laid on the ground, not moving. His head against the wall. His body limp. Blood slowly dropped from his lip as he started to come too. Alex calmly and slowly stepped over their father, he opened the door and walked out onto the street flipping the hood from his jacket over the back of his head. Charlie closed the door, her heart almost beating out of her chest, her hands numb as they started to shake. She was lost, she had no idea what to do. Her brain unable to fully process what happened.
And unfortunately this would not be the last time….
Charlie stood in the middle of the gym, her gym that she worked at as a personal trainer in Lake Tahoe, Nevada. Her arms folded over her chest as her long brown hair flowed to one side.
“Not the workout I just had. Although hey, I enjoyed that too. But the win I got in my return at Immortals. I guess Justin Paige should have focused more on me instead of the Hardcore Invitational. I warned him, I hold him he was taking on too much. See I’m not one of these fly by night lazy people who just does the bare minimum but stretches themselves out expecting results. I have been accused in time of being too focused on a goal. Of almost being robotic. I have been career focused for so long and I admit it has impacted my personal life. I have very few friends. I of course have my brother and I have his lovely wife Sonja…”
“My sister in law is pretty damn awesome.”
“And there’s Nicky Sanderson, he’s like...my other..non blood related brother….”
“But there is one other friend I have. My best friend in this entire world. The woman who inspired me to get back in the ring and the woman who told me that I still had it and so much to offer. The wife of Nicky, Alexandra Kelly. Or as she is affectionately known...Pixie. See Pixie told me she was getting back in the ring for Premier. A place owned and run by Kaden Kessler. And she said I should tag along, get a contract and have some fun…”
“So, I did. I got back in the ring, I trained and trained and trained. Then when Immortals rolled around I was so scared that I wasn’t going to be able to hack it, that my time had passed me by. But obviously with my win at the pay per view I proved I still got it…”
Charlie smirks and closes her fist making an overly aggressive face curling her lips before giggling and shrugging.
“And the best part?. In my second match in Premier, I get to team with my best friend. That’s right I get to team with Pixie….OH MY GOD I’M SO EXCITED…”
Charlie claps her hands and bounces up and down, far from the over the top “bad ass” image she just tried to portray as her hair bounces side to side with the movement of her head.
“Ok..no..calm down Charlie you’re a grown woman….”
She takes a deep breath before continuing.
“It is pretty great that I get to step in the ring with Pixie. I mean you take out the fact she’s my best friend, we pretty much live together, we’re joined at the hip and I can barely walk into a room without her jumping on me like a hyper spider monkey. I’m still teaming with one of the best wrestlers I have ever seen. She may be small but she is MIGHTY. And she proved it at the same PPV I won at by becoming the first ever Premier Diamonds champion!...”
“And she did it by beating Kyleigh Everhart. Now before I get into talking about Kyleigh I want to shift to her tag team partner Mr Jerry Cann. Jerry you and I have both now had one match in Premier. Yet yours was all the way back on the 7th of November last year. Over 4 months. And the one match you had you didn’t look very impressive. You and Kyleigh lost to Carlos Cruz and Harvey Lux. Not a good start at all, but then as quickly as you got here and had your first match...POOF you were gone….”
“Disappeared into the void. And I question why?. Did you have an injury?. A contract dispute?. Or are you just lazy?. Either way I don’t like your chances Jerry. What I saw didn’t impress me. But, Kyleigh on the other hand...at least looks at home in the ring and has been around week in and week out…”
Charlie smiled slowly and nods with a chuckle.
“I get it Kyleigh, you want to prove just how good you are. And you had a competitive match with Pix at the pay per view. Like Pixie you’re small and fierce right?. See I can respect you because you do have that heart, because you do get in that ring show after show and bust your ass. But, I have to ask, isn’t dating the brother of the guy who owns the company a little bit of a...um...con...shit...hold on I forgot the word…”
Charlie pulls out her cell phone dialing a number and waiting tapping her foot before looking right at the camera and mouthing “Sorry”...
“Oh Hey Sonja!...yeah I need your help…..mmhmm...yeah cutting a promo right now…..mmhmm...oh I’m sure they’ll edit this bit out...they’re professionals honey. Anyway what was that term you used...that lawyery term….yeah that one!...thank you!....give baby Dylan kisses from Auntie Charlie...and probably Auntie Pix too...by boo….”
She hangs up and puts it away.
“A conflict of interest!”
She points at the camera and winks.
“Dating someone related to the guy who signs our paychecks and who decides who does what. But yet you did say you didn’t want to be a “title hog” and be a double champion. I mean wow that would be horrible. Like being a world champion and a tag team champion at the same ti0...oh wait...Kaden did that...oops…”
“There’s one thing I don’t get Kyleigh, you contradict yourself and sound like you’ve been huffing paint thinners everytime you open your mouth. As good as you are in the ring when it comes to cutting promos you’re a little flat. You failed against Pixie and this week you and your amazing vanishing partner will fall to myself and Pixie. See she is one of the best wrestlers in the world today and I’m one of the most devastating women in the world. I was in the cage and now back in the ring. I may be a nice person outside of it and believe me, I would be the first person to shake your hand and try and get to know you. But in that ring Kyleigh...Jerry...I’m out to win...I’m out to do it in a convincing fashion. So in a few nights...on Affliction...our train keeps on chuggin…”
Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person that you are. ~ Marilyn Monroe
READY TO RUN Lake Tahoe, Nevada ON/OFF Camera
There were all different kind of people in this world. The loud ones that would brag about their achievements -- or those that they made up. The quiet ones that would be found in a corner keeping to themselves. And then you had those that never managed to fit in. They laughed at the strangest jokes and got upset about compliments. Alexandra Kelly was one of the later. If not their queen. She was quirky as much as she was sensitive -- but only a handful would ever get a chance to see the real her.
They won’t like you anyhow.
To her that was the truth. But none of this did matter when she entered a wrestling ring. Everything else became pointless when the audience was left in awe watching her every move. It had nothing to do with an ego going ballistic -- just stating the facts. But for the first time something had changed. She had changed. The euphoria was there but meant little to nothing without him by her side.
He tamed you.
And she didn't care. If anything she did welcome it at this time of her life. It was no different tonight when they sat, or laid, on their sofa. Both stretched out but never losing body contact. Welcome to the Sandersons she thought to herself, not without giggling. On the small couch table her Diamond title was resting. Nick of course had noticed her giggle or as he called it, grunting noise.
“A penny for your thoughts.”
“What? I am not one of those cheap whores. Make it a dollar and we can keep this talk going, boy.”
He smiled at her and didn’t hesitate to reach for his wallet. He took out a twenty dollar note and laid it in front of her. Alexandra shrugged before grabbing it putting it right inside of her push up bra.
“I think that should get me a full talk, Pix. You have been awfully quiet tonight.” He nudged her. “And while it is great to watch the hockey game without you cursing them to death -- it is alarming.”
“I am a lady. I don’t curse. Much.”
“Do I have to find the videos on my phone?”
She raised her hands playfully growling. “Alright. Alright. To be honest, I really don’t know. I should be happy over the moon, right? I have done exactly what I promised I would do. Yeah, the girl was not that bad of a competitor -- but in the end she was not much than a taco. I love them and all but they are not very filling.”
“But you were so hungry for that title, love.” He pointed towards the shiny belt. “What happened since the Pay Per View and now?”
Once again a small pause. She stretched out getting a hold on the title -- putting it on lap. A gentle expression was forming on her face. The big, brown eyes starting to shine. She seemed somewhat absent when Nick again nudged against her leg. His expression filled with love but also concern. She had seen that look before. From different people.
“I honestly don’t know, Nicky. After Shoot I thought I was finally done with that bug. We were planning a family. And we tried so hard but nothing has happened. And after I got frustrated with myself, I signed that contract. I love wrestling. It has been my life for the past ten years or more.” She moved closer to him. “But as of late all I see is people constantly whining. Wanting their egos rubbed. Don’t get me wrong, we always had our primadonnas. Or the delusional ones. But what is this now? The Walking Fucktards?”
“So basically you are pissed off about the same thing as always. Attention whores and talentless fucks that try to ride a wave. Using your words here, not mine.”
Alex looked at him with small wrinkles on her forehead, ready to answer. But he stopped her. Laying one of his tattooed fingers on her lips.
“Don’t get me wrong buttercup but isn’t that exactly why you returned to the business in the first place? To set some wrongs right. Mess up people's dreams while you have a nice tune on your lips. I think in the end nothing has really changed -- you just have lost your focus. But even if I am not at your side in the ring, someone else is.”
“Have you seen her? She is running around like her blood was replaced with energy drinks. I love her enthusiasm. Charlie is a gem -- and I don’t care if people see it or not. A last name doesn’t make you a better or worse person.”
Nick reached out to hug her in fully, forcing her to rest her head on his chest. Not that she was fighting very hard this time. A small sigh escaped her.
“Then look at it this way. Charlie is your bestie and for whatever reason she seems to be mine too. Somewhat. And the girl signed a contract to make her dream come true - step out of her brothers shadow.” He kissed the side of her head. “And how much better does it get than you two teaming up? Who is gonna stop you?”
“You mean: Who is dumb enough to try.” She grinned.
“Now you catch on to my logic. It doesn’t matter who bangs who, or who is the favourite of the boss -- you guys kill it your way. You are undefeated, babe. You are a champion. What in the blue moon is supposed to go wrong?”
She didn’t give him a verbal answer -- it wasn’t necessary at this point. Instead she cuddled further into him and closed her eyes. Alexandra hardly was caught sitting still or needing a moment of peace. But when she did, it was always around him. It was easy to get married. But a total different journey to make a marriage work. Through thick and thin, right? Listening to the beating of his heart was giving her all the answers -- to questions never asked.
Next chapter.
HAIL THE PIXIE Lake Tahoe, Nevada ON/OFF Camera
This view was worth a postcard. The thick ice had frozen the lake here and there. The trees still wore their white dress -- making this look like Winter Wonderland. Believing the weather frogs this would be changing in the near future. A cold breeze was slapping her right in the face when she began to walk. The snow underneath her feet giving that typical cracking noise, getting caught underneath her boots.
Alexandra wore a screaming yellow winter coat combined with a red hat. It was one of the rules that Nick made when they moved her. Wear something alarming so I can find you. He was always worried. It was cute. She had made it a little further away from the house staring into the wide open.
“Welcome to the North Pole where Santa's Little Helper is doing all the work -- while he sleeps off his hangover. Nah, just kidding. I should probably apologise for the radio silence during the past days -- but I got no good excuse. Not even a bad one. I just needed a break from all of this circus and the people living in it. Maybe freakshow would describe it better, but who am I to judge. Don’t get me wrong it seems to be the common thing in Premier to just come and go as you wish. Has anyone seen Jerry Cann in the past months? Like is the dude even working for the company anymore? If so, he is doing a shit job. And again I have to correct myself -- a shit job would be better than no job. What happened Jerry? Did someone shit in your cereals and you caught something? See a doctor if you must, but get your stuff together. Don’t pull an Eavan. What do you mean Pixie? Is that even a thing?”
“Yep. Let me educate you a little what this term means. Talking big, faking shit and then vanishing. Sounds pretty common these days. People are so focused on what everyone else is doing -- that they easily forget their own duties. I am almost sorry for Miss Everhart. Not only is she the brains of the team, but also SHE is the team. Don’t expect much help from your partner. I am afraid he can’t help himself getting up in the morning. No offense and all that political correct blah blah. Don’t get me wrong Ky- Ky you have shown that you got quite some talent. But sometimes talent just isn’t enough. I ain’t judging you for trying -- but maybe you must face the facts. You are good. But I doubt it will eve lead you further than the middle of the show. You know the matches that the audience uses for piss breaks and getting snacks. That is you. Be proud of what you have achieved, at least you get paid.”
Alexandra soaked in the cold air and held it inside her mouth briefly. It was a funny tickle, reminding her to the times she ate snow. Yeah. Everyone did that at some point. When she opened her eyes again, her voice had slightly changed.
“I think we gotta go back to the beginning though. Have I given you the expression that I am a nice woman? That I am someone you will invite to your wedding without expecting me to wreck the place? If so, I am sorry. I have never been the good girl that sat there and said yes to whatever people expected. And Premier is not any different. Things have to change -- for better or worse. And that is one more reason why I welcome the arrival of Charlie Jones. Not only because she is my best friend. But also because she is a force of nature that will run through this roster without mercy. And I highly doubt that you are ready for this, kids. I am not even certain that staff is ready in the slightest. One of us is a cramp in your butt. But two? We will give you sleepless nights as much as we will make you money. How does that sound? That is what I thought.”
“One day we'll look back at this and all have a good laugh. But that time is not today. Maybe I needed to recharge my batteries in the past days. I am like pestilence though, we work even when we look like resting. And by no means do we strike at the first chance given -- where is the fun in that? We come slowly and crawl under your skin, poison your veins before we strike your body down. Not the prettiest way to get the job done, but effective as fuck. But I am afraid you guys don’t really follow my logic. I might apologise for the mythical references, been reading too many stories as of late. Sometimes your Pixie gets a little cray cray and it has to come out. My advice to Cann and Everhart is as simple as every other week. Give your best. Don’t be upset if it isn’t enough. Because who the fuck are we kidding? You face of against The Pixie and Pow Pow Jones. Unfortunately there are no trophies for trying. But you will hold a spot in my heart. Promise.”
Liker every other time since ten years she was winking towards the camera -- blowing a kiss. A little bit of snow falling down from a huge tree, covering her. Alexandra was cursing underneath her breath, but still smiled.
The scene opens in the heart of Pittsburgh, a cloudy day in the chilly side. We see Jerry walking down a sidewalk wearing a light black jacket with black slacks and black shoes. Jerry walks around looking for a place to eat. Not wanting to drive around looking for parking he figured he rather just walk a few blocks.
After losing his match last night for another company Jerry decided to take a stroll around downtown. Jerry knows he had the match won, next time he gets a chance for their championship title, they will have an actual referee not a wrestler upset with Jerry be the referee.
Only 3 matches under his belt, the last match being a title match. So early in his career, a sign of good things to come. Jerry understands that losing is not so bad, at this stage in his career he can only go up, if his boss sees that much in him that he get a title match so quickly then he must be a future star in the making.
His fourth match, just like his first one, a tag team match in Premier Wrestling. Jerry and Kaden have an understanding, an odd contract in which Jerry only gets booked in tag team matches. Kaden was being honest when he said it will be a slow start for a tag team division. Jerry told Kaden he understood and will be at every booking no matter how often or lack of.
Why the odd contract? That is what most would ask.
Kaden Kessler, Owner of the company. He is a man that knows the wrestling business, he understands that it will be a slow start for one reason. Tag team wrestling is a dying art in this sport. One that Jerry prefers more than singles matches. Sure, Jerry may work elsewhere as a standard contract wrestler not a tag team exclusive one but they are of a smaller company and this will give Jerry more ring experience which will only make him better.
When the tag team division does pick up than Jerry will have more ring team, more experience all while traveling, only him to perform his actual job. Killing two birds with one stone. Jerry is pretty sure that the wrestling owners love that they get to save money not having to pay his travels as his real job covers all his travels no matter where Jerry flies to.
Jerry walks inside a local restaurant for a bit to eat, a chance at some local flavor dining. Jerry’s flight out is in 70 minutes and a 35 minute travel time to the airport forces Jerry to get his lunch on the go.
A few minutes later Jerry walks out with a medium size paper bag. Jerry walks 2 and a half blocks to get back to his hotel room where he will eat his lunch and head to the airport after.
11:45 am Pittsburgh International Airport
With 10 minutes before the flight is to take off Jerry arrive at the Pittsburgh IAP Air Reserve Station, United States Air Force base. A Military Police officer walks over to Jerry’s truck. Jerry lowers the window and shows the MP his work badge, United States Federal Air Marshal.
The MP signals for the gate to rise. Jerry drives around the base to get to his companies office to drop off there vehicle. He takes his carry one bag and goes through a door to enter the airport side.
Jerry gets on board the plane and takes his seat as he begins his real job, a Federal Air Marshal. Jerry will take this 90 minute flight to New York, only he and one other on this flight will be on the duty, on the lookout for anyone who may attempt to do anything that puts anyone in danger.
Jerry’s phone goes off at the same time the other officer gets a text. Jerry sees that it is a seat chart of the plane letting Jerry know where he is sitting as well as the other undercover agent. Jerry also gets word of a roll of three seats, passengers who know each other,
The three men shouldn’t pose any harm as while they are men who been arrested they do not seem like the type that will try to take control of the plane, plus lucky for Jerry, the other agent happens to be sitting on the roll behind them, 7 rolls ahead of them.
Jerry buckles up as the plane starts to makes its way to the runway to take off. Once in the air Jerry removes his seatbelt and just observes the entire plane.
The 90 minutes flight goes without any problems. During the flight Jerry opens up his email and check to see if he's got anything important that he needs to catch up on. Once he lands in New York he goes towards the cargo loading area so he can get to the Air Marshals office. They provide him a vehicle for him to use during his two days in New York. he sends a text to his tag team partner Ky to let her know that he has arrived in New York as he takes off to his hotel room.
Once at the hotel room Jerry takes his laptop and goes to lay on the bed. He turns on the TV to ESPN while he starts a webcam.
On Camera
Received the upper has Jerry's body as he sits on a bed. We see a generic wallpaper with a generic picture on the wall clearly indicating that he has either bad taste or is staying at a hotel. He leans back just a bit to get his upper back to lay on two pillows.
Jerry: so what is up everyone? So I looks like Premier has booked another tag team match so you know what that means, that means you guys all get to see this guy in the ring again.
Jerry smiles and chuckles a bit
Jerry: tag team matches are a rare thing in Premiere wrestling. It's like a rare gem sort of like me. It's like I'm an attraction, hopefully that's a good thing. Hopefully you fast remember who I am.
Jerry says with a bit of laughter.
Jerry: I’d like to say that not a lot has changed since the last time you all saw me as it hasn’t, but you all wouldn’t know the difference even if it has. I have been in a few matches else where, I’m sure some of you already know that for those that didn’t and are just finding out, I have had a hand full of matches. Won a few and lost one, a big one but it’s okay. I will get plenty f title matches in my career when it is all said and done.
I’m not a title hungry whore like others in this business. I just want to put on great matches. I want to entertain you fans, not bore you all with the same BS everyone tries to drill into your heads.
Winning is great but it is not the end of the world if one loses. So many become champions and have dull matches well others like me go out there and put on 5 star matches. The matches the fans will remember and talk about for years to come.
You see, I just enjoying going out there and giving you all great action packed matches for a few minutes with my co-workers. You see, my co-workers will sit here and find anything they can find and spin it in a way that is supposed to me someone look bad.
But why? Why do so many want to try and be little Seraph co-workers for? It's not like we get paid to debate. This is not a debate team, we are not politicians looking for votes.
We are wrestlers, we are athletes that put our bodies on the line regardless of who you are. We are just entertainers with one job and that is to entertain the viewers.
This is why I get a kick out of those who are only in this industry for Championship gold. Being a champion doesn't make people want to see you. People are going to spend their hard-earned money to see athletes that are great at what they do in the ring regardless if you are a champion.
Now you have champions sad people do you want to see and maybe they want to see them when or maybe they want to see them lose but the point is they want to see that person in the ring. And those are usually the ones sad don't have to pull something out of their ass to try to belittle an opponent. Lucky for me I don't have those type of appointments this week. I don't have two opponents that are going to find things that have nothing to do with my capabilities in the ring to trash me. Those are the type of opponents I have.
I'm sure are Diamonds Champions Alexandria what don't have anything bad to say senile it was I so thought that everybody Super Bowl tickets for Christmas and while I only received 2 thank yous that didn't stop everybody from enjoying the show. To her partner Charlie Jones, I would have given her the same Christmas present but she wasn't with the company at the time. But she works for Premier now so she must be a very great Superstar. But then again it is easy for me to say that because the owner wouldn't waste his time paying us if we were not capable of putting on great matches. Instead he only hires the best available wrestlers out there as he has a reputation that he is not trying to run spices hiring some half-assed wrestlers.
four of us are more than ready for this match as we have all been training hard for this just like we trained hard for every match. Of course that should go without saying I mean one of my opponent is the diamonds champion while my very own partner I can still hold the title as well. The only difference between the two Champions is that my opponent can only defend against half of the roster while my partner defends against anybody wanting to step up to the plate. Which is the type of partner I like to have as she is willing to take chances and I am speaking by experience because she's taking a chance on me by allowing me to be her partner.
We are not best friends trying to be tag team partners because we think it's cute. We are two individuals the recognize the talent that the other has and sees the perfect balance when creating a tag team. This is why we will be one of the greatest tag teams in this company as the division makes up and tell then titles no titles none of that matters me and Ky are protecting the vision we set the bar that the other teams have to live up to. Come Tuesday, this tag team of friends will find out just how true that is.
Off Camera
Jerry shuts off his computer at his alarm starts to go off. He has an important meeting he needs to attend to for about an hour before he can relax for the rest of the day and get some training in for the rest of the night.