RP#12

Wednesday morning and it is damn cold outside. Real cold. Billy is slowly making his way down the stairs of the building that he is living in nowadays. It's a old factory of some type that was converted into studio apartments back in the day and hasn't changed since. It houses tons of collage kids who were looking for cheap housing and a good place to party. It is nestled in a run down part of Knoxville and the "parking lot" for the place is at the end of some alley with piss poor lighting. In fact not everyone has a car so parking isn't a issue. Billy is able to park is truck almost right in front of the door.

Since teaming up with Joe, Joe has insisted that train together and Billy's training regime isn't what you would say top notch. He'll never shape himself to look like Justin Brooks any time soon. But he is getting better, especially with his cardio. The one thing he hates, hitting the gym at 5 in the morning, which only makes him a hour late in Joe's book.

Billy stands at the glass door and stares at his truck which is frosted over with it being 0 degrees outside. Billy sighs and pulls a ski mask out of his Kurt Busch's Miller Lite #2 grew member team jacket when he raced for Penske racing. He slides the ski mask over his head and reach in the other pocket and pulls out a scarf and wraps that around his head. He digs in his front pocket and retrieves his truck keys before sliding on mittens. He's all bundled up. Sweat pants on over his jeans, shirt sleeve shirt, long sleeve shirt, sweat shirt, jacket. Hat, Scarf, mittens, hand warmers in the mittens and boots. He pushes open the door and steps out into the bitter cold. He opens the door to his truck and climbs in it and starts to crank the truck. The engine turns over real slow, so slow that there is no way it's going to fire up. The starter grinds till it can't turn the motor over no more. Billy tries again and all he gets is a "click". Again he tries, "click"

"no no no no no no no no!"

Billy tries again and this time there is nothing, not even a click.

"Damn it!" Billy puts his forehead on the steering wheel and punches the dash with his fist. After a few seconds and shaking his head he climbs out of his truck and slams the door shut. He zips up his coat the last quarter of a inch because that will keep him even warmer. He sighs. "This sucks." and in hunting boots and wearing layers of clothes, he starts walking, which after a bit turns into Billy jogging like 5 miles to the gym...........



Kip Anderson is out and about working hard to bring the latest news to the UWL universe and this morning he finds himself in Knoxville at Joe Jones's gym where he has found NASCAR Billy! Billy is still wearing his Kurt Busch Miller Lite jacket as Kip is standing next to him with a mic in hand.

Kip "Hello wrestling fans and today I am joined by one half of the UWL Tag Team Champions NASCAR Billy!"

Billy looks like he is having a rough day. He's sporting a frown on his face and has his arms crossed and as far as we can tell, doesn't have the title with him.

Kip "And this weekend at Final Countdown he will face Archer from Bad Intentions who claim to be the #1 contenders to the UWL Tag Team Titles. Billy how are you?"

"eh? I've been better Kip. Today has sucked in so many ways. Today is like, the worst day ever!"

Kip "Really? Why?"

"Well first of all Kip! It's cold outside. It's like, really cold! So cold the cold killed the battery in my new truck and it wouldn't start this morning and I had to like, jog five miles here in boots no less Kip! And because I was late, Joe made me run another 5 miles in those boots! So like now, my feet hurt! I have like a blister on my big toe Kip and you know what? It freakin' hurts! I just bought new socks. They now have blood on them! I have to throw this pair of socks out now Kip! You know I only wore this pair once! So yeah! It's a pretty.....pardon my french Kip, this is a real crappy day!"

Kip "I believe you can always buy new socks Billy."

"Socks don't grow on trees Kip! I can't just buy new socks every week! They cost like, 10 bucks! I need a battery for my truck first Kip! But all socks aside! This day couldn't get any worst but it has! Yeah! I finally got here after running for like 10 miles Kip, and Nanook, he showed me what Archer said! Nanook pulled it up on his phone what that no good lying.......SOB said! How dare Archer say that we have never defended the UWL Tag Team titles! Man! That!...ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR"

Billy screams and takes his hat off and throws it on the ground. He is upset.

Kip "Billy! Billy! Calm down. It's okay! Let's talk this out."

"I'm sorry Kip! But.....How can Archer say some junk like that? Huh? Where does he get off on saying that I have never defended the UWL Tag Team titles? Didn't he watch Eight Year Celebration? Joe and I, we like beat the same Rapid Angle team they just beat! We defended the belts against them and we won! Man......"

This has Billy all worked up. That one little comment from Archer has gotten under Billy's skin.

Kip checks his phone real quick. "Billy it's okay! It's nothing. You need to calm down and focus on the match. The UWL universe, they know that you defended the belts and if you could defend the belts this Saturday night, I'm sure you would. In fact I don't know if you saw this, but your tag team partner Joe Jones just tweeted in response to Archer."

Kip holds his phone up to Billy and Billy reads the following tweets from Joe.




"You know Kip! That is another thing that has me all.....worked up! Ima about to pop off like Ricky Rudd on Kevin Harvick when Rudd said "I couldn't hear him. He's got that little yap-yap mouth. I couldn't tell what he was saying." Bad Intentions have beaten who? Rapid Angle? Big deal nowadays EVERYONE is beating Rapid Angle! They need to go back and put them masks back on and call themselves El' Pleasenoonebeatusnomore team! There is no way that Bad Intentions is the number one contenders to the UWL Tag Team titles! No way! No how! You two had your shots at the champs! And we won! Yeah Archer! We won! You don't lose to the champs and become the number one team to get a title shot! Dat's not how it works buddy! What? If we put the titles on the line, that would somehow change things? I think not! I'm thinking the results would still be the same! Man! get real! You want a shot at the UWL Tag Team Champions, then step up your game! Beat some teams NOT named Rapid Angle! Like Dick Trickle used to say, "Ya gotta wanna" and you and Emma, you don't wanna go out and earn that title! The tag team Coronation cup isn't even over with yet and you two just want to jump to the head of the line and get a shot that you quite frankly haven't earned! You want the champs? Win the cup.......oh wait, that's right you can't win the Coronation cup. That's because the best tag team in the UWL...the UWL Tag Team Champions, we're winning the Cup!"

Kip was going to sneak in a question but Billy takes a hold of the mic and looks directly into the camera.

"Archer! I ain't never been in a hardcore match! You say you live in these matches and I wonder why? Who wants to get hit with light bulbs? You know that stuff in those tubes can cause cancer? Ima not going to get cancer cuz you hit me with a fluorescent tube! I love life too much! I love my belt! I love my beer! I love my shotgun and I love my girls lady parts! Kip! I swear to god, if you hit me hard enough and cracked my head open, a thousand little hairy triangles and gunna jump out and run away and I can't have that happen! The way I see things Archer, is that someone in the UWL must not like me, why else would they book me in a match against you in a match that favors you? And when I say it favors you what I really mean is that in a normal match, you know in a non hardcore match where you can't use tables, chairs, baseball bats and whatnot Archer, in a good old fashion one on one match, you CAN'T BEAT ME! You have no skills! You can't out wrestle me! If this match was all about pure wrestling....I'll win hands down! I've had some the best trainers you can find anywhere in the world! I was trained by the best! Real Champions! Not by a bunch of street thugs! Not by a bunch knuckleheads who have to cheat to win! But hey! I guess that's why I am the champ and you're...we'll you're just Archer making a living by getting cancer from those light bulbs! Saturday night! I'm taking off my coat. Taking off my hat, holding up the UWL Tag Team title and I'm going to show you what this good old boy, can do! When it's all said and done, I'll be the winner, I'll be first, and you.....will still suck."

Billy hands Kip the mic and storms off.

Kip "And there we have it folks. One fired up NASCAR Billy."

Fade to black.