Post by doublek on Sept 2, 2012 21:06:19 GMT -5
[After WBSW went off the air, cameras caught up with Average Joe. Joe was walking towards the door very gingerly, holding an ice bag on the back of his head. Barry Lincoln chased him down, hoping for a word]
BL: "Joe! Joe....could I have a moment of your time?"
[Joe stopped a turned around. He looked worse from the front than from the back. Both of his eyes were black, and blood still trickled from his nose.]
AJ: "Sure. Don't get too close, though...I'm a bleeder."
[Not sure if he was kidding or not, Barry took a step back]
BL: "Joe, you took a terrific beating out there. Are you going to hang it up?"
[Joe gets a puzzled look on his face.]
AJ: "I didn't see anything terrific about it."
[Joe shoots a bloody snot rocket out on the floor, narrowly missing Barry's shoes.]
AJ: "You right though, I did take a beating. But frankly, that was pretty typical of what used to happen EVERY Saturday night back when I was in the bars. Funny, I don't remember it hurting quite so bad then. It sure hurt like hell tonight."
BL: "You never answered my question. Are you going to hang it up?"
[Joe looks quite serious for the first time tonight.]
AJ: "I didn't quit drinking for 10 years, and it did a whole lot worse to me than what happened out there tonight. Invertigo beat down a man with average wrestling skills at best. But I never forget a boot, once it's been put to me. I'll be at WBSW live next week. Whether I have a match or not, I'll be there because I signed a contract. If I get the crap kicked out of me again, I'll be there the week after."
[Barry Lincoln continues, with a slightly different tone]
BL: "Do you think that's wise?"
AJ: "Of course it's not wise. It's who I am. Self-destruction might as well be my middle name."
[With that, Joe turns and heads for the door. As he goes, Lincoln is heard off camera muttering]
BL: "He might need someone to protect him from himself..."
[The door closes....and the camera fades.]
BL: "Joe! Joe....could I have a moment of your time?"
[Joe stopped a turned around. He looked worse from the front than from the back. Both of his eyes were black, and blood still trickled from his nose.]
AJ: "Sure. Don't get too close, though...I'm a bleeder."
[Not sure if he was kidding or not, Barry took a step back]
BL: "Joe, you took a terrific beating out there. Are you going to hang it up?"
[Joe gets a puzzled look on his face.]
AJ: "I didn't see anything terrific about it."
[Joe shoots a bloody snot rocket out on the floor, narrowly missing Barry's shoes.]
AJ: "You right though, I did take a beating. But frankly, that was pretty typical of what used to happen EVERY Saturday night back when I was in the bars. Funny, I don't remember it hurting quite so bad then. It sure hurt like hell tonight."
BL: "You never answered my question. Are you going to hang it up?"
[Joe looks quite serious for the first time tonight.]
AJ: "I didn't quit drinking for 10 years, and it did a whole lot worse to me than what happened out there tonight. Invertigo beat down a man with average wrestling skills at best. But I never forget a boot, once it's been put to me. I'll be at WBSW live next week. Whether I have a match or not, I'll be there because I signed a contract. If I get the crap kicked out of me again, I'll be there the week after."
[Barry Lincoln continues, with a slightly different tone]
BL: "Do you think that's wise?"
AJ: "Of course it's not wise. It's who I am. Self-destruction might as well be my middle name."
[With that, Joe turns and heads for the door. As he goes, Lincoln is heard off camera muttering]
BL: "He might need someone to protect him from himself..."
[The door closes....and the camera fades.]