Go

by Chocoholic1990

This is your moment. Fans will be screaming your name and the Gold will be in your hands.

You're at the gorilla position. Eyes fixed on the black curtain. Someone tells you you're on in five seconds.

You close your eyes.

'Five.'

Adrenaline starts to sneak through your veins. All the hard graft, the sacrifices and the bruises, it's all been worth it to get here. This is the moment you have been waiting for. It's plagued your dreams.

'Four.'

You imagine lights flashing, cheers echoing in your ears. Fans young and old wearing your branded shirts, holding signs with your catchphrase high above their heads.

'Three.'

Cameras rolling as you enter the ring. You put on a great show. Get the pin. Then the crowd erupts.

'Two.'

The bell rings. The referee holds your arm up. The gold is in your hands. You hold it high as flashbulbs dance in your eyes and cheering rings in your ears…

'One.'

You open your eyes.

Someone slaps you on the back. You step forward, fingers touch the black curtain.

This is it. You're ready.

'Go.'