You'd Understand
I walked away letting Danny be with his niece. His father was Chris Benoit. I know I've heard that name before. I think I've heard my uncles say his name before. His niece looked to be about my nephew's age.
I watched Eddy Guerrero walk over and hug the woman. They talked a few minutes before Eddy walked my way. I had a feeling I knew what he was going to say. He was going to reprimand me for putting the Sharpshooter on Simone. Even he had to know she had it coming.
"Sierra I need to talk to you in my office." He said and walked away. I followed him. I might as well get it over with. "Have a seat." He said as soon as we were in his office. I sat down. "It's about the match tonight. I don't care how much someone deserves it you have to stick to the script. There was no call for you to put the Sharpshooter on her. Though I might add it was quite a good one."
"I'm sorry Eddy. She gets on my nerves sometimes."
"She gets on everyone's nerves." He said.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Can you tell me about Danny Benoit? I saw you hug his sister or sister in law I'm not sure which she was."
"That was his sister Tatem and her daughter Misha. Danny's been training here about a month or so. He's picking up the moves fast but we all know he won't be as good as his father. It's not saying he's not going to be a good wrestler it's just his father was one of the best in the business before he died." Eddy had a far away look in his eye for a second.
"How did he die?" I asked. "Danny said he died in the ring."
"He did." And that was all he said. "Danny's mother's like your mother. Doesn't want him anywhere near the ring. She wouldn't let him go to wrestling shows or watch it on TV. Not even WCW. But I saw him a lot while he was growing up. Nancy said she couldn't keep us from seeing her children. Chris was like a brother to me."
"My mother wanted nothing to do with the sport at all. She'd kill me if she knew I was training here instead of going to school at Stanford. But his mother knows right?"
"Yeah she knows. As you can tell a lot of second, third, and fourth generation wrestles have been here since they were fifteen or sixteen. Their parents used their pull to get them in here. Danny came here as soon as he graduated high school. Have to admire his guts for going against his mother's wishes. And Tatem's for that matter. Neither Nancy nor Tatem wanted him to be a wrestler." He stopped talking. "He'd kill me if he knew I was telling you all of this but I think you understand what he's going through better then anyone."
"Thanks Eddy." I said getting up. "Promise you won't tell anyone who I am?"
"Already said I wouldn't."