The man opened his eyes. He saw nothing but sunlight peering through
his car window. He had to sleep in his car because he had no home when he
was on the road. He knew that his family was one of the greatest families
he could ever get. They understood what he had to do for his job, he had to
wrestle and put on a show.
The sat up from his back seat. He looked around and saw traffic zooming by. He had to pull over on the high way to sleep, he wasn't going to make it any further last night. He had drived all day so he finally pulled over to sleep but now he was ready to start driving once again. He was on his way to his next wrestling event.
The man put his car into drive, he peered over his shoulder to make sure he had a clear entrance to get back on the high way. His cell phone rang. He paused and waited to pull out onto the road. He picked up his phone and saw 'Boss: 916-2002'. His boss was calling from his cell phone. The man didn't smile. He didn't have any expression. He answered his phone.
"Hey Jimmy! Ya, its your boss. Where the hell are you? I have been waiting at this arena for you all morning!" the boss yelled over the phone. The man held his phone away from his ear as the boss was yelling so loud.
"Yes, I told you my name isn't Jimmy. I am just getting off the high way. I was too tired last night to continue driving. I will be there soon to go over my match." the man replied. He didn't get a nice response as he expected.
"Roads bad? Well you know what I don't care that you couldn't continue driving last night, you come 10 minutes late next time and you will be fired. I can't believe you ever would expect to get drafted into the WWE, Jimmy." The boss replied then he hung up his end.
The man spoke to himself "God my name is Josh, NOT JIMMY!" he then made sure he could get on the high way and he drove onto the road. He almost got his by a speeding car. The car zoomed by and Josh could hear nothing but a loud annoying honk. He made an angry face. What was with everyone? Josh was in a hurry. He had to make his way to the arena, he was scheduled a match that night. He was working toward a contract with the WWE, if only he would ever get it. He wasn't all that sure he would anymore, all his training when he was a kid and he almost got himself fired.
After about 1 hour of driving Josh made it into the arena parking lot, he was scheduled for the second match of the event, not a great one. He was going to win, it was going to be an easy match. Josh moved into the V.I.P parking area and parked his car. Josh opened his door and pull his bags out the door. He slung his heaviest bag over his shoulder and he began to walk toward the arena side door entrance when it suddenly opened.
"Hey Josh! Finally you are here, now we can go over our match, boss just wanted me to greet you and tell you that he changed his mind and you are going to lose tonight, I am going to beat you in under two minutes. I know it is stupid, I mean look at you compared to me!" Josh's scheduled opponent had said to him as he greeted him. Josh was much bigger than most of the wrestlers on the roster of the current federation he was working in. He had much bigger arms than almost all of them, yet he was the youngest.
Josh had an upset face. He paused and then nodded. Josh wasn't ready to lose to a guy four sizes smaller than him. You see his opponent, The Brain, was a very small kid. They wrestled when they were just young kids. They had kept their wrestling names since then, Anti-Steel was Josh and The Brain was his best pal Brian.
The two were going through the wrestling company together. They both had the same sights set. They wanted to get drafted in the WWE. It was a dream since they were both 11. Most wrestlers were that young when they discovered that was their life long dream.
Once Josh was settled in their locker room the two started talking about how their boss had pissed them off. It made them pretty angry that he was so rude to them, they were actually the federation's best and he treated them like they were new-comers. The federation was too poor to pay them, they could only get money from tips from the crowd. That didn't happen often. They were talking about how they were ready to quit when the boss slammed the door open and he yelled at the two.
"Okay you morons I am ready to go through you match!" he had yelled.
"Excuse me Gordie, I think you can take a rest, we are your best two and you treat us like dirt!" Josh mouthed back to Gordie, the boss. Yet still the two men, Josh and Brian, walked up two the boss and followed him to the ring to go over their match. It was going to be one hell of a run over. They had some great ideas for their match but the boss wouldn't take any of them.
"Let's finish off the match by Brain hitting Anti-Steel with a flying cross-body then the one, two, three." The boss had suggested.
"How about we entertain the crowd," Josh had said "we could make Brain distract Anti-Steel by getting his goon to take my girl. He could roll me up from then, it would make more sense because everyone know he can't over power me."
"I agree with Josh." Brian had said. The boss look at the two. He hated the idea. Just because he knew that those two could make better story lines than him. He decided to trash their idea and go with his own. The two men decided not to argue.
After they had went over the match the two men were watching the boss tell everyone what their matches would be. He finally got to the worst match of the night. He decided to use Josh's idea. He wanted to do anything to make Anti-Steel and Brain down. He hated the characters that Josh and Brian held. He hated the owners of the characters of Anti-Steel and Brain. There was no way that they were going to have an easy job.
The sat up from his back seat. He looked around and saw traffic zooming by. He had to pull over on the high way to sleep, he wasn't going to make it any further last night. He had drived all day so he finally pulled over to sleep but now he was ready to start driving once again. He was on his way to his next wrestling event.
The man put his car into drive, he peered over his shoulder to make sure he had a clear entrance to get back on the high way. His cell phone rang. He paused and waited to pull out onto the road. He picked up his phone and saw 'Boss: 916-2002'. His boss was calling from his cell phone. The man didn't smile. He didn't have any expression. He answered his phone.
"Hey Jimmy! Ya, its your boss. Where the hell are you? I have been waiting at this arena for you all morning!" the boss yelled over the phone. The man held his phone away from his ear as the boss was yelling so loud.
"Yes, I told you my name isn't Jimmy. I am just getting off the high way. I was too tired last night to continue driving. I will be there soon to go over my match." the man replied. He didn't get a nice response as he expected.
"Roads bad? Well you know what I don't care that you couldn't continue driving last night, you come 10 minutes late next time and you will be fired. I can't believe you ever would expect to get drafted into the WWE, Jimmy." The boss replied then he hung up his end.
The man spoke to himself "God my name is Josh, NOT JIMMY!" he then made sure he could get on the high way and he drove onto the road. He almost got his by a speeding car. The car zoomed by and Josh could hear nothing but a loud annoying honk. He made an angry face. What was with everyone? Josh was in a hurry. He had to make his way to the arena, he was scheduled a match that night. He was working toward a contract with the WWE, if only he would ever get it. He wasn't all that sure he would anymore, all his training when he was a kid and he almost got himself fired.
After about 1 hour of driving Josh made it into the arena parking lot, he was scheduled for the second match of the event, not a great one. He was going to win, it was going to be an easy match. Josh moved into the V.I.P parking area and parked his car. Josh opened his door and pull his bags out the door. He slung his heaviest bag over his shoulder and he began to walk toward the arena side door entrance when it suddenly opened.
"Hey Josh! Finally you are here, now we can go over our match, boss just wanted me to greet you and tell you that he changed his mind and you are going to lose tonight, I am going to beat you in under two minutes. I know it is stupid, I mean look at you compared to me!" Josh's scheduled opponent had said to him as he greeted him. Josh was much bigger than most of the wrestlers on the roster of the current federation he was working in. He had much bigger arms than almost all of them, yet he was the youngest.
Josh had an upset face. He paused and then nodded. Josh wasn't ready to lose to a guy four sizes smaller than him. You see his opponent, The Brain, was a very small kid. They wrestled when they were just young kids. They had kept their wrestling names since then, Anti-Steel was Josh and The Brain was his best pal Brian.
The two were going through the wrestling company together. They both had the same sights set. They wanted to get drafted in the WWE. It was a dream since they were both 11. Most wrestlers were that young when they discovered that was their life long dream.
Once Josh was settled in their locker room the two started talking about how their boss had pissed them off. It made them pretty angry that he was so rude to them, they were actually the federation's best and he treated them like they were new-comers. The federation was too poor to pay them, they could only get money from tips from the crowd. That didn't happen often. They were talking about how they were ready to quit when the boss slammed the door open and he yelled at the two.
"Okay you morons I am ready to go through you match!" he had yelled.
"Excuse me Gordie, I think you can take a rest, we are your best two and you treat us like dirt!" Josh mouthed back to Gordie, the boss. Yet still the two men, Josh and Brian, walked up two the boss and followed him to the ring to go over their match. It was going to be one hell of a run over. They had some great ideas for their match but the boss wouldn't take any of them.
"Let's finish off the match by Brain hitting Anti-Steel with a flying cross-body then the one, two, three." The boss had suggested.
"How about we entertain the crowd," Josh had said "we could make Brain distract Anti-Steel by getting his goon to take my girl. He could roll me up from then, it would make more sense because everyone know he can't over power me."
"I agree with Josh." Brian had said. The boss look at the two. He hated the idea. Just because he knew that those two could make better story lines than him. He decided to trash their idea and go with his own. The two men decided not to argue.
After they had went over the match the two men were watching the boss tell everyone what their matches would be. He finally got to the worst match of the night. He decided to use Josh's idea. He wanted to do anything to make Anti-Steel and Brain down. He hated the characters that Josh and Brian held. He hated the owners of the characters of Anti-Steel and Brain. There was no way that they were going to have an easy job.
