Post by Steve Sinclair on Jun 29, 2016 22:03:57 GMT
Pure Aggression has wrapped up and it’s in the can! The fans have left, the ring has been broken down and packed away for it’s trip to the Hinkle Fieldhouse for the Universal Rumble in two weeks and Bill Sutton is sitting outside in the parking lot in a old beat up chair with a makeshift fire pit in the parking spot next to his RV hanging out relaxing, making S'mores. Yes S'mores.
For the past month Sutton has been working for the UWL outside of every event helping getting the word out of the move from Showtime to AXS TV and his next promotion starting at the next event will be hyping up Universal Power. They have even supplied him with this small kiosk which will have a laptop hook up to the old wifi streaming the ten plus years of UWL action. He wanted to ask for a cut of subscriptions sold on this tour of his but decided against it because Gary Young has agreed to pay him for working outside the stadiums before the shows which, while not needed was nice. “Beer money that don’t touch my Shine money” Sutton told Gary in one of their many meetings they have had in the recent weeks.
The fluffy marshmallows, Great Value brand is almost melted and Sutton removes it from the fire.
”Oh yeah! Come to daddy!” Sutton says as he tries to take bite of his S’mores without getting all of that chocolate and marshmallows in his beard.
”Careful there.” Nanook says as he waddles on over.
”I know! I know!”
Nanook reaches in the door of the RV and pulls out a folding chair. He sets it up next to Billy and opens the top to ice chest and pulls out a cold one. As he pops it open he watches as Sutton takes a bite from his gooey mess and get most of it in his beard.
”So.” Nanook says as Sutton tries to now clean his beard. ”Guess who I just got done talking with?”
”Jesus?”
”No.”
”The pope?”
”Try again.”
”Jessica?”
”Well...sort of. I did talk to her but not just now.”
”The FBI guy?”
”uhhhh not today, no.”
”Cory?”
Nanook points at Sutton ”No.”
Sutton stops for a second from cleaning his beard and looks at Nanook.
”Did he beat Eagles?”
”Again, that would be a negative.”
”Damn. What does a brother gotta do to win that damn belt?”
”Not get suspended for one.”
”Oh….”
”Fun fact. The person who I talked to also suspended you.”
”Gary Young?”
”Ding ding! Give that boy a prize!”
”What do I win?”
”A half eaten S’mores with a side of beard.”
”Nice.”
”So guess what we talked about?”
”The size of your breasts?”
”Almost. We talked about your return to the UWL.”
Sutton lowers the S’mores and looks at Nanook.
”For reals?”
”For real and I got you….a try out.”
”Tryout?” Sutton says with a puzzled look on his face.
”A try out. Not to see if you can wrestle, but to see if you can hold up your end of the bargain, your part of the deal you made if Gary was going to allow you to return.”
”Really?”
”That means no Steve. No drinking. You attend your AA classes and you keep your appointment with the shrink. You know they will call Gary if you miss one.”
All serious now. ”When?”
”Two weeks. I got you a spot in the rumble. Win it and you get to face Eagles for the Triple Crown. BUT! Just so you know, it’s a one night deal. You won’t have a match the following week even if you win.”
Sutton stands up. He tosses the S’mores into the little fire pit and removes his John Deere hat and runs his hand over his slicked back hair. He looks down at Nanook and nods.
”Fair enough.” Sutton says calmly and then starts to head into the RV, Nanook takes a sip of his ice cold drink which is BTW Sam’s Choice Root Beer.
”Where you going?”
”To get ready to win that f*cking rumble.”
Sutton steps up on his RV and closes the door behind him. Nanook shrugs and reaches down for the rest of the graham crackers. ”Then you won’t mind if these come up missing.”
Sometime later……
The sound of a thumb tapping the top of a chew can is heard as the picture slowly fades in with Sutton standing in front of a brick wall. It has been some time since we have seen Sutton in the UWL and during that time he has changed. Call it he sobered up. Call it he cleared his head, whatever you want to call it, the Sutton that is standing in front of you packing his bottom lip full of chew is a different Sutton we last saw a couple of months ago.
”This right here.” Billy says as he snaps the top on his chew can tight and points to the wall behind him with his thumb over his shoulder. ”Is the only view of the UWL I have had since….you know that night where I kinda lost my shit and snapped and punched a few people. If you don’t know what I’m talking about then fire up your laptop, Iphone, Xbox One or whatever the hell it is that you use to get to the internet and direct your sorry self to Universal Power over at UWL.com and watch Honor and Glory from this year where I went one on one with John Raidu and you’ll be able to see for yourself why this behind me, this brick f*cking wall has been for the past three months my view, my path, my career in the UWL. Now……”
Sutton places his hands on his hips and shifts his weight from one leg to the other. He looks down at the ground for a second or two, spits.
”I ain’t gonna stand her and blame anyone in the da UWL for what happened to me. What went down at Honor and Glory wasn’t Arch’s fault. It wasn’t Sunday Night Heat’s fault and it wasn’t Raidu’s fault. The only person to blame is me and me alone. I ain’t makin’ excuses. I’m not even gunna throw Steve Sinclair, that oversized thief under the bus as much as I would like too. I’m a grown ass man and what I did I will own and Gary Young has made me jump through hoops. Rehab. Meetings. Shrinks. Random piss tests and dat……”
Billy adjusts his John Deere trucker hat that is dirty and worn out.
”All of dat was just to be allowed to park my RV in the same parking lot that the UWL was at that night for the pure pleasure of handing out fliers. Yeah….telling the folks that we done moved to a new network. Do you know how hard it is to stay sober when you’re the Moonshine Millionaire? Huh? Can’t even sample my own product and folks….it kills me! Oh man, I had to stop going to the factory that is pumping out my Shine day and night. Couldn’t do it. NO sir. Can’t. Not anymore. I just take their word on good my shine is nowadays. The only thing that brings me pleasure is those checks, those profit checks. Man….those are some good checks but do you know why I gave up drinking? And whoring. Picking fights with anyone and everyone in the building? It’s cause when I got my second strike man…..when Gary Young pulled me into his office backstage during Honor and Glory and exploded on me, calling me every name under the sun and making up a few up dat I ain’t never heard of…..When Gary Young told me point blank to get the F out and stay out. Well man….it was like, my dog died or something. My best friend who I have done everything with in life just died in front of me. It got me right here. Stabbed me, twisted the knife and left me on the floor to slowly bleed out.”
Bill takes his fist and taps his chest over his heart.
”Gary said that, that is enough! You’re done! Finished! Those are the words no one ever wants to hear. I love the UWL. The UWL is like, my home. Hey man! I moved from Hickory North Carolina to Knoxville just to be closer to the UWL. Everything I have. My RV. My Shine. My cars, trucks, bikes, scars, bruises that never heal, this pain in my lower back when I bend over too far. The ache in my knee late at night and the throbbing in my shoulder in middle of winter, I got all of that from right here, in the UWL. In my brief career, I went from a rookie who knew nothing, to a two time UWL WOrld Tag Team Champion. A former Coronation Cup winner and I swear, If I could just keep my head screwed on tight. You’re looking at a guy who has everything it has to be the UWL Triple Crown Champion.”
Sutton holds his arms outwards, acting like why you are questioning that last statement.
”Yeah. I said it. The only thing holding me back from holding onto those titles is my f*cked up head, my drinking, my partying and this here damn wall, a wall put up to keep me out. Till now…...You see, Gary Young has put a door in the wall and gave me a hall pass for one week. It’s like, being in jail but only locked up on the weekends. Rest of the week you’re working. I don’t know what the hell Nanook said to Gary Young to get me this one shot at getting back in the UWL….”
Bill pauses and chokes back a couple of tears.
”Man I am grateful and I’m not blowing this chance you see. One match, that is all I get. One shot and if I win, I get a shot at the Triple Crown Championship and you know something…..der isn’t anyone in that rumble in a little over a week from now who wants to win this rumble more than me. I know everyone thinks dat they have a shot in winning. Hell rumble matches like this mostly come down to luck and I feel real damn lucky man. I have been given a second chance. A chance at joining the fold. A chance at redemption. To clear my good name and to get back in the good graces of not only the fans, but Gary Young and Jay Jefferson.”
Sutton holds his finger towards the camera.
”You’re looking at the one guy in this rumble, who has nothing to lose. I mean nothing. I have been shunned by the UWL powers that be…..It’s checkers or wreckers for me. This isn’t a points race, more like the All Star race in Charlotte from a couple of weeks back where the winner gets a million bucks…..that is what this rumble is to me. I win, I get Eagles. I get a shot at the Triple Crown and maybe, just maybe I get back on your good side and you can watch Sutton every Saturday night only on Axs TV. And trust me. I will draw blood to get that.”
Sutton spits and walks out of view of the camera.
”Sutton is coming! Coming to knock down some walls!” He shouts as the scene fades out…….
For the past month Sutton has been working for the UWL outside of every event helping getting the word out of the move from Showtime to AXS TV and his next promotion starting at the next event will be hyping up Universal Power. They have even supplied him with this small kiosk which will have a laptop hook up to the old wifi streaming the ten plus years of UWL action. He wanted to ask for a cut of subscriptions sold on this tour of his but decided against it because Gary Young has agreed to pay him for working outside the stadiums before the shows which, while not needed was nice. “Beer money that don’t touch my Shine money” Sutton told Gary in one of their many meetings they have had in the recent weeks.
The fluffy marshmallows, Great Value brand is almost melted and Sutton removes it from the fire.
”Oh yeah! Come to daddy!” Sutton says as he tries to take bite of his S’mores without getting all of that chocolate and marshmallows in his beard.
”Careful there.” Nanook says as he waddles on over.
”I know! I know!”
Nanook reaches in the door of the RV and pulls out a folding chair. He sets it up next to Billy and opens the top to ice chest and pulls out a cold one. As he pops it open he watches as Sutton takes a bite from his gooey mess and get most of it in his beard.
”So.” Nanook says as Sutton tries to now clean his beard. ”Guess who I just got done talking with?”
”Jesus?”
”No.”
”The pope?”
”Try again.”
”Jessica?”
”Well...sort of. I did talk to her but not just now.”
”The FBI guy?”
”uhhhh not today, no.”
”Cory?”
Nanook points at Sutton ”No.”
Sutton stops for a second from cleaning his beard and looks at Nanook.
”Did he beat Eagles?”
”Again, that would be a negative.”
”Damn. What does a brother gotta do to win that damn belt?”
”Not get suspended for one.”
”Oh….”
”Fun fact. The person who I talked to also suspended you.”
”Gary Young?”
”Ding ding! Give that boy a prize!”
”What do I win?”
”A half eaten S’mores with a side of beard.”
”Nice.”
”So guess what we talked about?”
”The size of your breasts?”
”Almost. We talked about your return to the UWL.”
Sutton lowers the S’mores and looks at Nanook.
”For reals?”
”For real and I got you….a try out.”
”Tryout?” Sutton says with a puzzled look on his face.
”A try out. Not to see if you can wrestle, but to see if you can hold up your end of the bargain, your part of the deal you made if Gary was going to allow you to return.”
”Really?”
”That means no Steve. No drinking. You attend your AA classes and you keep your appointment with the shrink. You know they will call Gary if you miss one.”
All serious now. ”When?”
”Two weeks. I got you a spot in the rumble. Win it and you get to face Eagles for the Triple Crown. BUT! Just so you know, it’s a one night deal. You won’t have a match the following week even if you win.”
Sutton stands up. He tosses the S’mores into the little fire pit and removes his John Deere hat and runs his hand over his slicked back hair. He looks down at Nanook and nods.
”Fair enough.” Sutton says calmly and then starts to head into the RV, Nanook takes a sip of his ice cold drink which is BTW Sam’s Choice Root Beer.
”Where you going?”
”To get ready to win that f*cking rumble.”
Sutton steps up on his RV and closes the door behind him. Nanook shrugs and reaches down for the rest of the graham crackers. ”Then you won’t mind if these come up missing.”
Sometime later……
The sound of a thumb tapping the top of a chew can is heard as the picture slowly fades in with Sutton standing in front of a brick wall. It has been some time since we have seen Sutton in the UWL and during that time he has changed. Call it he sobered up. Call it he cleared his head, whatever you want to call it, the Sutton that is standing in front of you packing his bottom lip full of chew is a different Sutton we last saw a couple of months ago.
”This right here.” Billy says as he snaps the top on his chew can tight and points to the wall behind him with his thumb over his shoulder. ”Is the only view of the UWL I have had since….you know that night where I kinda lost my shit and snapped and punched a few people. If you don’t know what I’m talking about then fire up your laptop, Iphone, Xbox One or whatever the hell it is that you use to get to the internet and direct your sorry self to Universal Power over at UWL.com and watch Honor and Glory from this year where I went one on one with John Raidu and you’ll be able to see for yourself why this behind me, this brick f*cking wall has been for the past three months my view, my path, my career in the UWL. Now……”
Sutton places his hands on his hips and shifts his weight from one leg to the other. He looks down at the ground for a second or two, spits.
”I ain’t gonna stand her and blame anyone in the da UWL for what happened to me. What went down at Honor and Glory wasn’t Arch’s fault. It wasn’t Sunday Night Heat’s fault and it wasn’t Raidu’s fault. The only person to blame is me and me alone. I ain’t makin’ excuses. I’m not even gunna throw Steve Sinclair, that oversized thief under the bus as much as I would like too. I’m a grown ass man and what I did I will own and Gary Young has made me jump through hoops. Rehab. Meetings. Shrinks. Random piss tests and dat……”
Billy adjusts his John Deere trucker hat that is dirty and worn out.
”All of dat was just to be allowed to park my RV in the same parking lot that the UWL was at that night for the pure pleasure of handing out fliers. Yeah….telling the folks that we done moved to a new network. Do you know how hard it is to stay sober when you’re the Moonshine Millionaire? Huh? Can’t even sample my own product and folks….it kills me! Oh man, I had to stop going to the factory that is pumping out my Shine day and night. Couldn’t do it. NO sir. Can’t. Not anymore. I just take their word on good my shine is nowadays. The only thing that brings me pleasure is those checks, those profit checks. Man….those are some good checks but do you know why I gave up drinking? And whoring. Picking fights with anyone and everyone in the building? It’s cause when I got my second strike man…..when Gary Young pulled me into his office backstage during Honor and Glory and exploded on me, calling me every name under the sun and making up a few up dat I ain’t never heard of…..When Gary Young told me point blank to get the F out and stay out. Well man….it was like, my dog died or something. My best friend who I have done everything with in life just died in front of me. It got me right here. Stabbed me, twisted the knife and left me on the floor to slowly bleed out.”
Bill takes his fist and taps his chest over his heart.
”Gary said that, that is enough! You’re done! Finished! Those are the words no one ever wants to hear. I love the UWL. The UWL is like, my home. Hey man! I moved from Hickory North Carolina to Knoxville just to be closer to the UWL. Everything I have. My RV. My Shine. My cars, trucks, bikes, scars, bruises that never heal, this pain in my lower back when I bend over too far. The ache in my knee late at night and the throbbing in my shoulder in middle of winter, I got all of that from right here, in the UWL. In my brief career, I went from a rookie who knew nothing, to a two time UWL WOrld Tag Team Champion. A former Coronation Cup winner and I swear, If I could just keep my head screwed on tight. You’re looking at a guy who has everything it has to be the UWL Triple Crown Champion.”
Sutton holds his arms outwards, acting like why you are questioning that last statement.
”Yeah. I said it. The only thing holding me back from holding onto those titles is my f*cked up head, my drinking, my partying and this here damn wall, a wall put up to keep me out. Till now…...You see, Gary Young has put a door in the wall and gave me a hall pass for one week. It’s like, being in jail but only locked up on the weekends. Rest of the week you’re working. I don’t know what the hell Nanook said to Gary Young to get me this one shot at getting back in the UWL….”
Bill pauses and chokes back a couple of tears.
”Man I am grateful and I’m not blowing this chance you see. One match, that is all I get. One shot and if I win, I get a shot at the Triple Crown Championship and you know something…..der isn’t anyone in that rumble in a little over a week from now who wants to win this rumble more than me. I know everyone thinks dat they have a shot in winning. Hell rumble matches like this mostly come down to luck and I feel real damn lucky man. I have been given a second chance. A chance at joining the fold. A chance at redemption. To clear my good name and to get back in the good graces of not only the fans, but Gary Young and Jay Jefferson.”
Sutton holds his finger towards the camera.
”You’re looking at the one guy in this rumble, who has nothing to lose. I mean nothing. I have been shunned by the UWL powers that be…..It’s checkers or wreckers for me. This isn’t a points race, more like the All Star race in Charlotte from a couple of weeks back where the winner gets a million bucks…..that is what this rumble is to me. I win, I get Eagles. I get a shot at the Triple Crown and maybe, just maybe I get back on your good side and you can watch Sutton every Saturday night only on Axs TV. And trust me. I will draw blood to get that.”
Sutton spits and walks out of view of the camera.
”Sutton is coming! Coming to knock down some walls!” He shouts as the scene fades out…….