Post by Ernie on Oct 13, 2013 22:50:16 GMT -5
On a boat…
It’s cold but still on the water. It’s the kind of night from fishermen’s yarns of sea monsters, mermaids, and ghost ships - before the fog rolls in, of course. The reflection of the moon shimmers in the small waves as they gently rock the boat back and forth. Pat Gordon, Jr. stands in the bow of the boat, scanning the water as if he’s searching for something.
PGJR: “Dick Fury, it seems fitting that you’re trying to get on a prison island, and even more fitting they don’t wanna let you in. But while you’re running around playing grab-ass with High Octane Wrestling guys, you got a match with me tomorrow night for the CX Pro Canadian Heavyweight Title. And it took some underhanded tactics for you beat me in that pick-your-opponent match and Chris Madison, who went on to beat you and win the belt himself, to put me out of the tournament. But now that I know your tricks, don’t think I’ll be falling for them again.
“Tomorrow night is gonna be different, Dick. For starters, we’re gonna be on a boat. You, you like to fly in airplanes, and something tells me you’re more of a land guy than a seafarer. It can get rocky out there on the water. The waves can make the boat toss and turn, move back and forth, and you need your sea legs for that. Well let me tell you, Dick, I got my sea legs. I used to do a lot of tuna fishing when I was younger, just like those guys on Wicked Tuna. That’s why it’s one of my favorite shows. In fact, if I wasn’t a wrestler, I’d probably be a fisherman.
“And tomorrow night, that’s what I’m gonna do. Because I’m gonna get my white whale… Or minnow as the case may be.”
The Boston Bruiser winks.
PGJR: “All I need to do is find this damn boat.”
Just then, some lights become visible in the horizon. Pat bangs on the window behind him and points ahead.
PGJR: “Thar she blows!
“Looks like the first part is done. Now to get some payback on Dick Fury and give these fans a champion they can be proud of and not embarrassed about. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let Dick Fury put the deathknell into Canadian X Pro. Come tomorrow night, Dick, you’re gonna have two choices: Snap… or Tap.”
The boat with Pat Gordon, Jr. on it is eventually swallowed by the darkness, becoming just a tiny light off in the distance.
It’s cold but still on the water. It’s the kind of night from fishermen’s yarns of sea monsters, mermaids, and ghost ships - before the fog rolls in, of course. The reflection of the moon shimmers in the small waves as they gently rock the boat back and forth. Pat Gordon, Jr. stands in the bow of the boat, scanning the water as if he’s searching for something.
PGJR: “Dick Fury, it seems fitting that you’re trying to get on a prison island, and even more fitting they don’t wanna let you in. But while you’re running around playing grab-ass with High Octane Wrestling guys, you got a match with me tomorrow night for the CX Pro Canadian Heavyweight Title. And it took some underhanded tactics for you beat me in that pick-your-opponent match and Chris Madison, who went on to beat you and win the belt himself, to put me out of the tournament. But now that I know your tricks, don’t think I’ll be falling for them again.
“Tomorrow night is gonna be different, Dick. For starters, we’re gonna be on a boat. You, you like to fly in airplanes, and something tells me you’re more of a land guy than a seafarer. It can get rocky out there on the water. The waves can make the boat toss and turn, move back and forth, and you need your sea legs for that. Well let me tell you, Dick, I got my sea legs. I used to do a lot of tuna fishing when I was younger, just like those guys on Wicked Tuna. That’s why it’s one of my favorite shows. In fact, if I wasn’t a wrestler, I’d probably be a fisherman.
“And tomorrow night, that’s what I’m gonna do. Because I’m gonna get my white whale… Or minnow as the case may be.”
The Boston Bruiser winks.
PGJR: “All I need to do is find this damn boat.”
Just then, some lights become visible in the horizon. Pat bangs on the window behind him and points ahead.
PGJR: “Thar she blows!
“Looks like the first part is done. Now to get some payback on Dick Fury and give these fans a champion they can be proud of and not embarrassed about. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let Dick Fury put the deathknell into Canadian X Pro. Come tomorrow night, Dick, you’re gonna have two choices: Snap… or Tap.”
The boat with Pat Gordon, Jr. on it is eventually swallowed by the darkness, becoming just a tiny light off in the distance.
