Chapter 5
Eric Young stood in the middle of the ring. He had already been on a rant about how he I was unworthy of a title shot. "You see Jake Reed hasn't done anything in how long. Jake Reed would rather make jokes and make you fools happy." My music starts to play and I make my way out. "Wait a second wait a second, did the guy you was scared crap less by his pyro just call me a joke? No scratch that did the guy that once jumped into Roode's arms when the lights went out call me a joke? Did the guy... Hell Eric if I list all you moment of strangeness we will be here all night so boy in the truck play that video I gave you earlier," I say. "Don't even think about Reed! I will not stand here..." "Than sit down," I joke. Eric is really getting pissed and yells at Bashir and Kioyshi who climb out of the ring.
"Oh he gave you two a job to do?" They keep coming I take off my jacket and let it drop to the ground I reach around my back and pull my trademark weapon of a tire iron out from belt. "There is one of him and two of us," Bashir yells. By this point I have already dropped my mike and hold up my empty hand up and than reach around my back again and pull out a second tire iron. They both stop and return to the ring. "That's ok you see not only are we not only great athletes but we are smarter. Homicide, Rob roll them out," Eric commands. Homicide unrolls a US flag and Terry an Irish Flag just like JB said they had. "Now Jake everyone knows you a very proud Irish American. But Jake the only thing worse than an Irish men or an American is an Irish American so here I am burning these two symbols of who you are," Eric says as he flicks a lighter.
I've been accused of not thinking enough plenty of times in my career and you can chalk up another one as I rush the ring. Mangus is the first one I hit but I got caught in the back with a blow. I keep fighting and am able to dump Bishar to the outside but than everything goes dark...
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"Eric Young just hit Jake with the belt," Mike Tenay yelled. Terry and Williams pull Jake to his feet so Eric Young can do it again. "Reed is out on his feet. Eric Young might be able to do some real damage," Taz says. Eric Young sets up for a pile driver but at the last second Jake drops to his leg and low blows Eric. Jake tries to scramble out of the ring but Brutus pulls him back in and hits a upper cut. Beer Money comes running out with chairs and save Jake.
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Storm helps me up and I shake the cob webs from my head. Storm has picked up the US flag so I grab the Irish one. "You know Eric I don't feel like making jokes right now so let me just say this Sunday you are a dead man! Jake Reed is taking that Global Championship and Beer Mooney is taking back there tag team belts!" The fans cheer as Eric and company just keep backing up. Once there are gone I head for the back and double time my way to where I left Traci who I pleaded with to stay until I got back. Of course when I get there only JB is still standing.
"Jake I'm sorry she left," he says. I say nothing and just stand there blood coming down my face. "Look man I know this isn't the best time but..." "But what JB? What the hell could you want now?" "Well you still haven't filmed your reaction to what Hogan coming TNA means to you," JB says. I don't say anything and give JB the evil eye before walking off muttering to myself.
I head to the locker room and clean myself up. I look and the mirror and all I think is how old I am starting to look. I lived a hard life years in the ring have given my a few scars including long one on my left shoulder the result of going through a stack of light tubes in CZW the years of drugging and drinking didn't do me any favors and all the stress I am usually in makes me look thirty five instead of thirty. "Oh dear god I am thirty," I think to myself. I take one step and a slight bit of pain shoots through me leg. I came to a conclusion a while ago it's not an issue of it I have retire because of my leg it's an issue of when.
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Dixie was in another meeting with Eric. "I think you are being a little extreme," Dixie says. "Dixie you have to be extreme remember the WWE will try to crush this at ever turn," Eric says. "I am just not sure," Dixie says. "Hey just because we get rid of someone now doesn't' mean we can't bring them back later," Eric says.
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"Chris and Joe hate me and you wife won't talk to you. We are a couple of winners huh Jake," AJ says walking up to me. "Oh yeah but you sill got the gold belt and hot wife and three great kids me I got a boat," I say. "It's a really nice boat," AJ says. "Maybe I should take JB out on it and if he annoys me I throw him off," I say. "Except JB Twitters everything he does. Odds are he would tweet "Holy Crap Jake Reed just through me overboard!"
"Simple I take his phone first," I say. "So what is you plan for Sunday," AJ asks. "Just win witch is always my plan," I say but I can feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I look around to see if it could one of the guys sending it but of course no one is on there phone. "Something wrong?" AJ asks. "Ah just my phone," I say before adding very loudly "AND NO IT'S NOT FLASH!"
I take out my phone and check the text. "YOUNG WILL HAVE A NEW "POWER" ON SUNDAY!"