I think this is what some people have been waiting for :-)
When I woke up at Uncle Bret's this morning the first think I saw plastered in the newspapers was Cam's dad being taken into custody and the news of his confessions. Poor Cam, he has to be absolutely devastated. I really do feel sorry for him.
I don't feel sorry for Vince and Stephanie. They were both finally getting what they deserved. Vince was getting socked with a divorce and Shane had taken defacto ownership of both WCW and WWF. He said he was thinking of folding the WWF. Their trial starts in a few weeks and I get the feeling that not everything's been revealed about what Vince and his daughter have done. We've been told it'll all come out in court. Danny knows something since he'd accompanied Eddy and Eric on that mysterious trip to Texas the night Vince was taken down. I can't wait to see the look on Vince McMahon's face when some of the 'surprise witness's' were announced in court. That'll be priceless. Wonder if the old bastard will drop dead?
I called Danny before I left Uncle Bret's. He said he was getting his parents together later that day. Part of me really wanted to talk him out of this. I don't know why but I had this gut feeling about it ending horribly. But I couldn't, so I wished him luck and headed to my Mom's. Dad, Uncle Bret, and me decided it would be best if I faced Mom and Oje alone before Uncle Bret and Dad came over since I still had some issues with Mom over my training. Plus maybe I could tell Mom about Dad 'before' she saw him.
I got pounced on by my Mom and brother as soon as I walked through Mom's door. Mom ranted about how given the evidence against Vince about my Dad, that I was more foolish than ever about being a wrestler. Oje backed her up saying I should quite now before Vince retaliated. I couldn't get a word in edgewise, and I really needed to before Uncle Bret and Dad got there.
"Look, why can't you understand! Wrestling is something that I want to do! Vince is NOT going to retaliate!" I shouted. At least I sure HOPED that Vince didn't retaliate.
"I don't care! Look at all the pain it's caused this family! Do you want to cause even more?! Do you want to bring any more undue media attention on this family by getting yourself killed!?" my Mom fired back. She may have had a point about the media attention. It seemed like every media conglomerate in the world had converged on everybody involved with my family, especially since it seemed that my Grandfather had been proven right afterall when he said Vince had something to do with my Dad's 'death.' Uncle Bret and the rest of the family handled the media the best they could and kept the hounds for the most part away from my Mom and brother.
"Athena, Mom's right! Why won't you listen to her?" Oje said backing Mom up. It was a circular argument that had been going around between me, my mother and my brother ever since they found out about my training. I'm surprised that they didn't come to Louisville and kidnap me back to Stamford; of course Uncle Bret was in Louisville most of the time since they'd found out so I guess that wasn't really a feasible option for them. It'd only gotten worse in the last month or so since the revelations about Vince.
The doorbell rang. Part of me was hoping it wasn't who I thought it would be and another part of me was excited because I knew who it was at the door. "I'll get it," I said getting up to answer the door. I was fed up with the arguing anyway.
I opened my door and sure enough, my Dad and Uncle Bret were on the other side of it. I went to give my Dad a hug. Just then I heard my Mom storm in.
"Young lady, I don't care who's at the door, I'm not fini - " my Mom cut off upon seeing Dad and Uncle Bret. More to the point of seeing Dad.
I've never seen my Mom look so unsure in all my life. Fear, concern, doubt, and hope all played on her features.
"O - Owen?" my Mom asked.
"Martha," my Dad said tentatively.
Then Mom fainted.
"Mom!" I shouted as Dad caught her.
"Mom!" Oje shouted coming from the dining room where we'd been arguing just a few seconds ago to the front hallway where our tiny crowd was gathered. Then my brother locked eyes on our Dad. A few seconds later I saw Oje mouth "Dad?" then pass out as well. I looked at the scene with an almost hilarious view thinking about how this family reunion got set in motion a few months ago in Danny Benoit's apartment.
"Fainting seems to run in the family," I said looking at Uncle Bret, who had the grace to look sheepish at that comment.
There ya go. Two family reunions down, one to go. :-)
When I woke up at Uncle Bret's this morning the first think I saw plastered in the newspapers was Cam's dad being taken into custody and the news of his confessions. Poor Cam, he has to be absolutely devastated. I really do feel sorry for him.
I don't feel sorry for Vince and Stephanie. They were both finally getting what they deserved. Vince was getting socked with a divorce and Shane had taken defacto ownership of both WCW and WWF. He said he was thinking of folding the WWF. Their trial starts in a few weeks and I get the feeling that not everything's been revealed about what Vince and his daughter have done. We've been told it'll all come out in court. Danny knows something since he'd accompanied Eddy and Eric on that mysterious trip to Texas the night Vince was taken down. I can't wait to see the look on Vince McMahon's face when some of the 'surprise witness's' were announced in court. That'll be priceless. Wonder if the old bastard will drop dead?
I called Danny before I left Uncle Bret's. He said he was getting his parents together later that day. Part of me really wanted to talk him out of this. I don't know why but I had this gut feeling about it ending horribly. But I couldn't, so I wished him luck and headed to my Mom's. Dad, Uncle Bret, and me decided it would be best if I faced Mom and Oje alone before Uncle Bret and Dad came over since I still had some issues with Mom over my training. Plus maybe I could tell Mom about Dad 'before' she saw him.
I got pounced on by my Mom and brother as soon as I walked through Mom's door. Mom ranted about how given the evidence against Vince about my Dad, that I was more foolish than ever about being a wrestler. Oje backed her up saying I should quite now before Vince retaliated. I couldn't get a word in edgewise, and I really needed to before Uncle Bret and Dad got there.
"Look, why can't you understand! Wrestling is something that I want to do! Vince is NOT going to retaliate!" I shouted. At least I sure HOPED that Vince didn't retaliate.
"I don't care! Look at all the pain it's caused this family! Do you want to cause even more?! Do you want to bring any more undue media attention on this family by getting yourself killed!?" my Mom fired back. She may have had a point about the media attention. It seemed like every media conglomerate in the world had converged on everybody involved with my family, especially since it seemed that my Grandfather had been proven right afterall when he said Vince had something to do with my Dad's 'death.' Uncle Bret and the rest of the family handled the media the best they could and kept the hounds for the most part away from my Mom and brother.
"Athena, Mom's right! Why won't you listen to her?" Oje said backing Mom up. It was a circular argument that had been going around between me, my mother and my brother ever since they found out about my training. I'm surprised that they didn't come to Louisville and kidnap me back to Stamford; of course Uncle Bret was in Louisville most of the time since they'd found out so I guess that wasn't really a feasible option for them. It'd only gotten worse in the last month or so since the revelations about Vince.
The doorbell rang. Part of me was hoping it wasn't who I thought it would be and another part of me was excited because I knew who it was at the door. "I'll get it," I said getting up to answer the door. I was fed up with the arguing anyway.
I opened my door and sure enough, my Dad and Uncle Bret were on the other side of it. I went to give my Dad a hug. Just then I heard my Mom storm in.
"Young lady, I don't care who's at the door, I'm not fini - " my Mom cut off upon seeing Dad and Uncle Bret. More to the point of seeing Dad.
I've never seen my Mom look so unsure in all my life. Fear, concern, doubt, and hope all played on her features.
"O - Owen?" my Mom asked.
"Martha," my Dad said tentatively.
Then Mom fainted.
"Mom!" I shouted as Dad caught her.
"Mom!" Oje shouted coming from the dining room where we'd been arguing just a few seconds ago to the front hallway where our tiny crowd was gathered. Then my brother locked eyes on our Dad. A few seconds later I saw Oje mouth "Dad?" then pass out as well. I looked at the scene with an almost hilarious view thinking about how this family reunion got set in motion a few months ago in Danny Benoit's apartment.
"Fainting seems to run in the family," I said looking at Uncle Bret, who had the grace to look sheepish at that comment.
There ya go. Two family reunions down, one to go. :-)