Post by logansky on Oct 21, 2024 5:13:47 GMT
“Another week and another match with Ollie, TJ, and Danger again. I’m sure I’ll get called old and out of it. I’m sure my livelihood is going to get threatened again. Once upon a time it was understood that you didn’t do that. That only the most disreputable asshole would actually try and end someone’s career. Seems like I get to deal with it every god damn match.”
Logan is sitting on a bench, tapping up his hands as he does so.
“I tried to warn you that a man gets tired of that. About what can happen if ya push a man too far. I know you young kids are out here thinking you’re invincible. That whatever happens in that ring you’ll bounce back from. Never mind that an injury I received when I was 23 still bothers me to this day.”
He lifts his hand and bites off a strip of tape before he flexes his hands.
“Something else ya gotta think about. Something ya definitely should think about. Ya keep making these threats to me? I’m, as everyone likes to point out, an old man. In the twilight of my career. I’m on one last ride before I hang up my boots. But you kids? Hell you got your whole life ahead of you. You still have your hopes and your dreams. You got things to live for.”
He looks up at the camera, staring daggers into it.
“So how do you think that’s gonna look if I turn you into a fuckin vegetable, huh? You take me out? Well hell. I got a few years left in me. You just sent me into an early retirement, that’s all. But you three? You’re in your prime. If I drop you on your fucking neck and shatter your spine? That’s decades you’ll miss. That’s your whole life.”
He brushes his hands against each other and stands up.
“I got nothing to lose, kids. So if you keep coming to me with that shit ass attitude I will come right back with it. So try and put some respect in your mouths. You want to beat my ass, that’s fine. That’s this business. You want to come for my career, for my livelihood? Then I’m coming for yours. Time for nice grandpa is older. Now you can catch a taste of daddy’s belt”
Logan throws a few choice jabs into the air for a moment.
Logan is sitting on a bench, tapping up his hands as he does so.
“I tried to warn you that a man gets tired of that. About what can happen if ya push a man too far. I know you young kids are out here thinking you’re invincible. That whatever happens in that ring you’ll bounce back from. Never mind that an injury I received when I was 23 still bothers me to this day.”
He lifts his hand and bites off a strip of tape before he flexes his hands.
“Something else ya gotta think about. Something ya definitely should think about. Ya keep making these threats to me? I’m, as everyone likes to point out, an old man. In the twilight of my career. I’m on one last ride before I hang up my boots. But you kids? Hell you got your whole life ahead of you. You still have your hopes and your dreams. You got things to live for.”
He looks up at the camera, staring daggers into it.
“So how do you think that’s gonna look if I turn you into a fuckin vegetable, huh? You take me out? Well hell. I got a few years left in me. You just sent me into an early retirement, that’s all. But you three? You’re in your prime. If I drop you on your fucking neck and shatter your spine? That’s decades you’ll miss. That’s your whole life.”
He brushes his hands against each other and stands up.
“I got nothing to lose, kids. So if you keep coming to me with that shit ass attitude I will come right back with it. So try and put some respect in your mouths. You want to beat my ass, that’s fine. That’s this business. You want to come for my career, for my livelihood? Then I’m coming for yours. Time for nice grandpa is older. Now you can catch a taste of daddy’s belt”
Logan throws a few choice jabs into the air for a moment.
Well howdy there pardner.