RP#44

Recorded Earlier

It is hours after the TV tapings at the UWL Arena in Knoxville and the small parking lot outside the place is empty except for one car. It's a old beat up 74 Monte Carlo that has seen better days. The primer and rust "custom" paint job on it glistens under the lights. Double J walks up to the car and sets his gym bag on the hood and then leans up against the front of the car and crosses his arms.

"So to recap. I verbally bitched slap Troy Vincent and then backed it up in the ring again here tonight. To be honest this win over Troy isn't as satisfying as the last win I got over him but to roll him up in a small package and get the win is a real belly shaker. Mister former World Champion who likes to project the picture that his shit doesn't stink, that he is head and shoulders better than everyone around here, got schooled here tonight. Now I don't want to beat a guy down when he is down, when it appears he's hit rock bottom. I'm sure Troy will bounce back and get back to his winning ways and once again matter in the UWL. Troy is smart enough to know that he has to make adjustments and step up his game and once he does, there is no doubt in my mind that he won't become a Grand Slam Champion in the UWL. You might be able to beat guys like Troy Vincent now and then but in the long haul, guys like Troy will always come out on top."

Joe pauses and wets his lips. He slowly looks up.

"So the question as to be asked. What has Troy Vincent done to warrants him getting a shot at the UWL TV title? 48 hours ago he was moaning about not getting a shot at the title and then he looses to me again, and he gets Addams and the TV title next week in New York."

Joe shrugs.

"So much for Troy's whole "The UWL doesn't want to see me win the TV title." deal. Doesn't matter thou, if I was a betting man my money is on Addams. Enough of Troy Vincent. Enough of the TV title. I am happy to learn a little ago that Wolf Parker excepted my challenge and for the first time, him and me, one on one in the ring and I couldn't be happier!"

Joe smirks and rubs his hands together and cracks his knuckles.

"I'm not going to go out of my way to say this, but believe it or not I am a fan of Wolf Parker. Oh don't get me wrong, I have my issues with him. I want nothing more than to beat his ass down in middle of that ring next week in New York, but I am a fan of his. Wolf Parker doesn't sugar coat anything. Wolf Parker is in your face telling you how it is and once he gets in that ring he will do anything to inflict damage on you even if it ends up costing him bodily harm in doing so. You don't meet to many people like Wolf Parker who is as bat shit crazy driven like Wolf Parker. I know this match against him is going to be hell. I know the odds are real good that I will walk out of this match with at least 50 bruises, at least 1 torn ligament, a sore back and a stiff neck. That, my friends you could chalk up as a good night against Wolf Parker. I'm hoping, praying that I don't end up blowing out my already surgically repaired knee. Going up against Wolf Parker, one simply doesn't wrestle him. You unknowingly join a fight club and you end up going all kamikaze inside that ring. It's that style, that free spirit that you just can't help but to become a fan of his. I've said this once before Wolf. When you had that match against Caleb Hart in the Cup, I'm not bull shitting you when I said I was pulling for you to win that match. Now we could get into what and why I got involved in that match......"

Joe rubs his chin.

"We have already been down that road. Tonight. I went out to the ring and called you out. I stand behind what I said. I blame you for costing me 2 wins over Hart and me not having that TV title around my waist right this second. You can roll your eyes and say I'm just whinnying all you want, but I'm holding you responsible that I am not the TV champion. You stuck your nose where it didn't belong. You were some new face in the UWL, a no body. I was in mist of capturing my first championship in the UWL when you......ruined everything! Now it's time for you pay for costing me championship gold. This week at Grand Voyage I will make you pay dearly for taking the TV title out of my hands. I will make you pay in pain for making Hart's ego even bigger. I will make you pay in blood Parker, for being the root cause why I am 0-6 against Hart. You can snicker all you want. Giggle like a school girl at that stat line.....but I will be the one laughing at the end of the night when I stomp you into the mat and break your soul to continue when I lock you up in the figure four, and when I do it won't be a laughing matter."

Joe stands up getting off of the car and picks up his gym bag and makes his way over to the driver side door. He opens it and tosses his bag in on the front seat.

"I'm going to get some closure this week Parker over this whole situation. This week I am going to put the whole Caleb Hart and the TV title that got away behind me. Like I told Troy Vincent this week. I am the future of the UWL. After this week, I will no longer be looking to the past thinking what if. See the problem. Address the problem. Problem no more."

Joe climbs in the car and slams the door shut and starts up the engine as the scene fades to black.