Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 20, 2015 21:14:10 GMT
Well.....Crap!
Saturday Night...
Billy swipes the curtain out of his way and takes those few steps backstage after losing to Josh Eagles and in doing so, didn't walk away with the UWL TV title. Billy is disappointed? He has this look of being ever so slightly annoyed on his face. The fact that the side of his face is throbbing isn't helping him either. As Billy rubs the side of his face and opens his mouth as wide as it would go and closes his jaw and wiggle it back and forth he places his one hand on his hips and sighs.
And then his day gets even worst.
"Ah what's the matter Billy? Did Joshy Eagles go all Dusty Rhodes on you and hit you with a elbow that knocked.....well it wasn't any sense into you. Did you go night night Billy?" Steve Sinclair says as he slowly walks up to Billy using a voice like you would use when talking to a little kid.
"Come up short did you?"
Billy forms a fist with both of his hands and closes his eyes.
"I thought you were going to...what was it? Win one for the UWL?"
Steve is walking around Billy taking some verbal jabs at him.
"You just wouldn't listen to me could you? You just had to it your way. The NASCAR Billy way.....whatever that means. I told you I don't know how many times."
Steve leans down and toward's Billy ear so he can hear him crystal clear.
"You will never beat someone like Josh Eagles."
Steve straightens up.
"But what do I know? I've only been doing this for my whole life. Longer than you have been alive."
Steve slides his hands into his pockets of his pants and he starts to play with some change in his one pocket.
"I have seen guys like you Billy come and go. Guys who in their mind think they are ten times better than what they actually are. Guys who won a match or two, got on a streak, maybe picked up a title early on in their career and they think they can run with the big dogs. Only when they take that step and climb into the cage with the pitbulls and Doberman's....."
Steve circles back around Billy and is now standing in front of Billy.
"They get beaten with a rolled up newspaper repeatedly. A little scared poodle such as yourself Billy, you will never stand a chance against those guys. Not on your own at least. You see Billy, if you would have just listened to me. If you just excepted the help and knowledge I was offering you.....you might be standing there right now with a cold beer in one hand, your arm around Jessica, Her looking up at you with that look in her eyes and the UWL TV title right there."
Steve pats Billy on his left shoulder.
"On your shoulder. You would have just beaten Josh Eagles. You would have just tarnished his legacy, made him out to be this joke of a legend. You would be NASCAR Billy, two time Tag Team Champion and the new Television Champion who just made Eagles look old and past his prime and if you played your cards right. You would be nailing Jessica later on tonight and everyone around here knows that is what you really want more than anything. Instead."
Billy's breathing picks up, heavier as he is getting more and more upset.
"There you are. No win over the hated Josh Eagles. You let every little kid down out there. Eagles still has the TV title, Jessica doesn't want to talk with you let alone sleep with you and after next week, you'll be out of job all because you couldn't put aside some feelings and do the one thing in this sport that would help you out more than anything in life, and that was listen to me."
Billy's face is turning red. He opens his eyes and glares at Steve.
"You better make sure that Jay bought you a plane ticket home and after that. You might want to take your last pay check from the UWL.....and fix your still and go back to making that moonshine of yours. Look on the bright side kid."
Steve begins to turn.
"At least you have a trade to fall back on."
Steve walks away from Billy leaving him standing there all pissed off and ready to explode.
Fade out.