A/N-Just a One Shot about THAT moment in the calcium kid...
'Nothing is out of reach if you've got long arms'
He was deep my old man, though I don't think he had this in mind exactly, more like reaching for your dreams and grabbing your true potential in life. Never spoke a truer word either, though I don't think there's much call for that in the nick. Mr Holliday at school though…well he said the opposite now I come to think of it…oh… "Jimmy is one of the least promising students I have ever had the displeasure to teach, Mr Connelly, one would like to say 'he will go far' but sadly I can only say that the further from my class room the better" Yes those were his exact words…oh, yeah Baby, yeah…Me old man took it surprisingly well I thought, just before he hit Mr Holliday and we were escorted from the school premises. Showed him though didn't I? Got me own milk round now and Mr Bennet even says…jesus! Mum will hit the roof if she has to wash my duvet another time this week...says I might be good enough to be Regional Manager one day. Faster baby! Yeah like that! Jesus that Tracey, she knows what to do with her hands, said she wanted a ride in the float. Didn't know she meant that sort of destination, all over me like jam on yer pudding soon as we pulled out of the depot on to the High Street. 'Keep yer hands on the throttle and your eyes on the road Jimmy' she said, well I tell you it was a wonder we didn't mount the pavement on the corner of Hawthorne Rise by the flats when she got her fingers under my poppers...oh say my name! The empties were all rattling in the back on the dual carriageway, wouldn't be surprised if some of the old geezers in the sheltered housing next to the roundabout thought their time had come we took that curve so fast. I am sure Mr Bennet won't notice the rubber off the tyres That's it! Right there! Christ almighty! 'Stop here' she says, well was right under the flyover and I could just about hear her over the rumble of tyres a few feet over our heads 'Take me Jimmy' she says well was a bit of a manoeuvre, what with the gear stick and the hand brake and that crate of gold top I had forgotten to unload. Still there she was on the edge of the plastic seat waiting for me. Stan never said it would be over so quick though! She'd hardly got her hands into my bobble hat. What the fuck is that noise? Oh baby…I am gonna…
"Jimmy? Morning! We are the film crew; we will be filming you 24 hours a day up to the fight"
Shit! "Oh! Of course the fight! Who'd have thought it? Jimmy Connelly fighting Jose Mendez for the Championship belt?" Shit Shit Shit! The film crew! I wish me mum hadn't put the spaceship cover on me bed; they will think I am a right wanker.
"So tell us, how does Jimmy Connelly start his day?"
"Erm…well…as you probably noticed, I normally start with a set of 50 sit ups...yeah, sit ups...49…50" Jesus