Post by neebyter on Aug 8, 2017 19:30:58 GMT -5
Hugh Jass is walking around backstage, enjoying some cream-filled donuts when he sees Jim Stackhouse sitting in the locker room. He notices the big man looks rather dejected and instantly goes into reporter mode.
Hugh: Hey, Jim. Looking pretty down, buddy. Thoughts?
Jim: *looks up, not expecting to have a mic thrust in his face* Oh hey, Hugh. Yeah, I got some thoughts. My thoughts are that I suck donkey balls out there lately. It's like I'm the Diet Coke of wrestling, always make a showing but never can seal the deal. Monster Invitational, I was the smallest guy there by the way, I came up 5 fucking points short of winning. 5 motherfuckin points, Hugh!
Hugh: Yeah, you put up a great fight. Surprised a lot of people.
Jim: That's exactly my point, Hugh. I surprised people by coming in second? I surprised people by being in there with those monsters at all? I may not be the biggest guy out there but I'm a tough son of a bitch! I may get beat more often than not but goddammit I'm gonna make sure they know who the fuck they're fightin'! Jim suddenly hangs his head again, losing the fire he just had. I'm just tired, man. Tired of the near-wins, tired of the losses that keep pilin' up. I've been given multiple chances lately and I've squandered every single fuckin' one of 'em and a loss to Rebel Raynes? I mean, what the fuck, man?
Hugh: That was a pretty good match! All of you guys looked impressive out there. The fans were excited by that match. Hell, even I...
Jim stands up suddenly, fire burning again: That's exactly who I do all this for, Hugh. The fans. They make all this shit possible and I've let 'em down almost every single week! We got Gang Warfare comin' up soon and I don't feel like I deserve to be on anyone's team or I'll bring 'em down to my level. I'm tough but I can't win my way out of a fuckin' paper bag! Just...ugh
Jim sits back down again Go enjoy your donuts, Hugh. I got some thinkin' to do.
Hugh: alright, Jim. Good luck out there.
Hugh shoves a donut into his mouth and makes his way out of the locker room, leaving Jim sitting there to ponder the events of the last couple of months.
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Wrote this on my phone so apologies for crap format/grammar, lol
Hugh: Hey, Jim. Looking pretty down, buddy. Thoughts?
Jim: *looks up, not expecting to have a mic thrust in his face* Oh hey, Hugh. Yeah, I got some thoughts. My thoughts are that I suck donkey balls out there lately. It's like I'm the Diet Coke of wrestling, always make a showing but never can seal the deal. Monster Invitational, I was the smallest guy there by the way, I came up 5 fucking points short of winning. 5 motherfuckin points, Hugh!
Hugh: Yeah, you put up a great fight. Surprised a lot of people.
Jim: That's exactly my point, Hugh. I surprised people by coming in second? I surprised people by being in there with those monsters at all? I may not be the biggest guy out there but I'm a tough son of a bitch! I may get beat more often than not but goddammit I'm gonna make sure they know who the fuck they're fightin'! Jim suddenly hangs his head again, losing the fire he just had. I'm just tired, man. Tired of the near-wins, tired of the losses that keep pilin' up. I've been given multiple chances lately and I've squandered every single fuckin' one of 'em and a loss to Rebel Raynes? I mean, what the fuck, man?
Hugh: That was a pretty good match! All of you guys looked impressive out there. The fans were excited by that match. Hell, even I...
Jim stands up suddenly, fire burning again: That's exactly who I do all this for, Hugh. The fans. They make all this shit possible and I've let 'em down almost every single week! We got Gang Warfare comin' up soon and I don't feel like I deserve to be on anyone's team or I'll bring 'em down to my level. I'm tough but I can't win my way out of a fuckin' paper bag! Just...ugh
Jim sits back down again Go enjoy your donuts, Hugh. I got some thinkin' to do.
Hugh: alright, Jim. Good luck out there.
Hugh shoves a donut into his mouth and makes his way out of the locker room, leaving Jim sitting there to ponder the events of the last couple of months.
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Wrote this on my phone so apologies for crap format/grammar, lol