Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 24, 2013 21:59:18 GMT
Aug 9 2006
The credits start to roll at the end of Epic and the camera pulls back to see Double J Joe Jones sitting in his living room Tuesday afternoon in his PJ’s, fuzzy slippers and his head bandaged up. He’s leaning over resting his elbows on his knees and holding his head in his hands. Still feeling the effects of his concussion Double J recorded Epic to watch today when he got up. He leans back in his chair and puts the TV on mute.
“Oh I wish this ringing in my head would go away. I wish I was stoned or something so I could be like that crazy stoner on Grandma’s boy going? What is that ringing? Do I have a tumor? Hehe. Funny fucking movie. Classic. Ranks right up there with the greats. You know what else was funny?
Epic. Yeah BLPW’s weekly show. “
Double J takes a sip of his coffee.
“I watched my buddies match, Shawn Sanders versus Ryan Hall and I wanted to be there in the worst way but the doc says I can’t fly and Greyhound isn’t going my way either so here I am, sitting here in my pink PJ’s just waiting for Sanders to get ambushed with a 5 on 1 beat down…and well….what do you know? The EoD sat in the back and watched their boy Ryan Hall get schooled. Hall was dumped on his head and covered for the 1 2 3 and the EoD was no where to be found, or seen. So this gets me thinking.”
Double J takes another sip of coffee.
“The EoD must know they have stepped into something they know they can’t win at so they decided to stay in the back and hope that Sanders and I chill out and won’t kill them. They talked the talk and now have checks they can’t cash. Well EoD, sad thing is we won’t be forgetting that 5 on 3 beat down two weeks ago that left me walking slowly, unable to take plane trips and making me feel like I was at a AC DC concert all night long with this ringing in my ears. Doc says it’ll go away by this weekend which is good.”
Double J takes yet another sip of his coffee. This time he sets the cup down on the end table rather than hold his cup.
“Good for me bad for you Ryan Hall. I know today you are getting up with this knot in the back of your neck, the morning after effect of the third degree. I should know, I have felt my fair share and while you spend all week long trying to unknot you neck, I will be gearing up to give you a stiff soreness in your knees. Not only will you be in a fog this week, next week you’ll be walking around like you are in a fog.
You know Hall, I’ve been in this business for a while. I’ve had my fair share of big matches, my name in lights, in the main event. I’ve bleed all over the ring and had my hand raised in victory. I unmercifully put the beat down on people in the ring, sometimes with help and every time I did that, the poor sucker I beat down got up, dusted himself off and sought out to kick my ass, which they never did.”
Joe pauses to smirk.
“When I knocked on your door, it was your lucky day. The Tag Team champions found you, you didn’t find the tag team champions. You call it a mistake, I call it your lucky day. Your first day in the BLPW and some dude is knocking on your door with gold around his waist and if your play your cards right you might get a shot at the titles. Who says I don’t do charity work? But when I get my ass kicked in by a whole pose of fools, well that just pisses me right off. We were being nice, having some fun, spray some stuff in your face, and you turn around and call in the reserves. So now you will pay the price.
And that price is Sanders and I pinning each and every single one of you in the middle of the ring. Sanders pinned you last night Hall and this week, it will be mine. I know what your thinking, I’m going to lose to a guy who wears pink PJ’s? Well…”
Double J takes a sip of his coffee again.
“You will. Fuzzy slippers and all. See you then Trust Fund.”
We leave Double J to his fuzzy slippers and pink PJ’s and what not as the scene fades to black………………………………..
The credits start to roll at the end of Epic and the camera pulls back to see Double J Joe Jones sitting in his living room Tuesday afternoon in his PJ’s, fuzzy slippers and his head bandaged up. He’s leaning over resting his elbows on his knees and holding his head in his hands. Still feeling the effects of his concussion Double J recorded Epic to watch today when he got up. He leans back in his chair and puts the TV on mute.
“Oh I wish this ringing in my head would go away. I wish I was stoned or something so I could be like that crazy stoner on Grandma’s boy going? What is that ringing? Do I have a tumor? Hehe. Funny fucking movie. Classic. Ranks right up there with the greats. You know what else was funny?
Epic. Yeah BLPW’s weekly show. “
Double J takes a sip of his coffee.
“I watched my buddies match, Shawn Sanders versus Ryan Hall and I wanted to be there in the worst way but the doc says I can’t fly and Greyhound isn’t going my way either so here I am, sitting here in my pink PJ’s just waiting for Sanders to get ambushed with a 5 on 1 beat down…and well….what do you know? The EoD sat in the back and watched their boy Ryan Hall get schooled. Hall was dumped on his head and covered for the 1 2 3 and the EoD was no where to be found, or seen. So this gets me thinking.”
Double J takes another sip of coffee.
“The EoD must know they have stepped into something they know they can’t win at so they decided to stay in the back and hope that Sanders and I chill out and won’t kill them. They talked the talk and now have checks they can’t cash. Well EoD, sad thing is we won’t be forgetting that 5 on 3 beat down two weeks ago that left me walking slowly, unable to take plane trips and making me feel like I was at a AC DC concert all night long with this ringing in my ears. Doc says it’ll go away by this weekend which is good.”
Double J takes yet another sip of his coffee. This time he sets the cup down on the end table rather than hold his cup.
“Good for me bad for you Ryan Hall. I know today you are getting up with this knot in the back of your neck, the morning after effect of the third degree. I should know, I have felt my fair share and while you spend all week long trying to unknot you neck, I will be gearing up to give you a stiff soreness in your knees. Not only will you be in a fog this week, next week you’ll be walking around like you are in a fog.
You know Hall, I’ve been in this business for a while. I’ve had my fair share of big matches, my name in lights, in the main event. I’ve bleed all over the ring and had my hand raised in victory. I unmercifully put the beat down on people in the ring, sometimes with help and every time I did that, the poor sucker I beat down got up, dusted himself off and sought out to kick my ass, which they never did.”
Joe pauses to smirk.
“When I knocked on your door, it was your lucky day. The Tag Team champions found you, you didn’t find the tag team champions. You call it a mistake, I call it your lucky day. Your first day in the BLPW and some dude is knocking on your door with gold around his waist and if your play your cards right you might get a shot at the titles. Who says I don’t do charity work? But when I get my ass kicked in by a whole pose of fools, well that just pisses me right off. We were being nice, having some fun, spray some stuff in your face, and you turn around and call in the reserves. So now you will pay the price.
And that price is Sanders and I pinning each and every single one of you in the middle of the ring. Sanders pinned you last night Hall and this week, it will be mine. I know what your thinking, I’m going to lose to a guy who wears pink PJ’s? Well…”
Double J takes a sip of his coffee again.
“You will. Fuzzy slippers and all. See you then Trust Fund.”
We leave Double J to his fuzzy slippers and pink PJ’s and what not as the scene fades to black………………………………..