Cellphone footage The shaky camera footage starts with the phone pointed at the floor; the cry of “you sonuvabitch!” can be heard before the dull thwack of the pounding of flesh rings out.
Finally the camera gets pointed upwards, just in time to see a few security guards stepping between two men. One of them is instantly recognizable as the ‘Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter, who’s currently favoring his left eye. He appears to be fuming, but his hands are raised in a reconciliatory gesture as several security guards push him backwards away from the other man.
An irate looking ‘Cajun Kid’ Chase Dupree is standing there glaring at Harter. A single security guard making sure Chase doesn’t do anything further; his focus remains on Harter, however, so he doesn’t see the camera phone being pointed at him.
A simple utterance of “oh shit!” can be heard by the person holding the phone before the footage ends.
Victory felt like a weight off of the Bueno Club's back. The fact that it came out of Butcher and Darby's collective ass only made it that much better. As El Grandé Malo began to party in the back, Pedro Gonzales could only smile just a little. The smile is small because he knew that the war most likely wasn't over with. Knowing the Brits, they'll most likely start foaming at the mouth and demand vengeance. And when that time came, he and Malo would be telling them to bring it.
Until then, however, there was only this. A few moments of time to breathe the fresh air of success.
Post by Top Tier Terry on May 6, 2016 14:22:34 GMT -5
At All Cost just ended and the buzz back stage is intense. Jessie sees Maurice Graham and his brother Triple T and runs over to get a word with them.
JESSIE PEDERSON: Triple T, huge win tonight. What are your thoughts on your performance tonight?
TRIPLE T: My thoughts? Hmmm what do I think? I think I told you this would be the outcome. Reese, didn’t I say this would be the outcome?
MAURICE GRAHAM: You did say it.
TRIPLE T: I did right?
MAURICE GRAHAM: Sure did.
TRIPLE T: Ok just making sure. See Jessie I told you and everyone else that Mercy Williams was not in my league and I proved not just by beating her but putting her ass out.
MAURICE GRAHAM: Jessie, you are looking at the complete wrestling package right here. Speed, agility, strength…he’s got it all. The only thing he needed was the killer instinct. That’s where big brother comes in. Now he’s unstoppable.
TRIPLE T: So at this point I have a question for you Jessie. Who’s next? Who else do I have to beat to prove that I am what I say I am? Nest is ducking me so…
JESSIE PEDERSON: Wait ducking?
TRIPLE T: Did a brutha stutta? Yes ducking me. Because of me he received the most embarrassing loss in his career. He jumped on social media telling the world that the next time he saw me I was gonna get dealt with…well it’s been a minuet since that happened and I haven’t seen that fat headed bastard anywhere. I mean here I am in plain sight…hell I even died my hair to stand out even more and nope…no Nest…you see him Reese?
MAURICE GRAHAM: (Looking around) Nope, not here. I don’t even see him at the donuts table.
TRIPLE T: You see Jessie, Nest knows that although he won that match against me that I took him to his limits. He knows I know how to beat him now. Hell he knows that if it wasn’t for a last ditch cheap shot the first time we fought in that triple threat that I would have been the champ a long time ago. But as I was saying, who is it going to be? Hell I’ll even give Mercy another shot at trying to prove she isn’t a choke artist. I mean the majority of the roster suddenly doesn’t like me. Shouldn’t there be a line of people looking to shut me up? But is there? No. You know why? Because NO ONE wants to be in the ring with me. No one is in my league. So you run along and send word to Mr. Match Maker if I’m wrong…prove it!
Triple T arrogantly looks into the camera before heading to the exit with Maurice Graham closely behind.