Post by nightrider on Sept 3, 2011 0:31:35 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]AoD[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Angels of Death[/glow]
Night Rider couldn't figure it out. He had done his best in his return match and thought he would be able to jump right back into the thick of things. He was really getting antsy and wanted to get back into the ring. The Underground had been a good appetizer but he needed more. He didn't know why they had somehow overlooked him for the past two cards. He had to double up on his training and workouts just to bide his time. Now he was starting to get aggravated seeing some of the trash talking rejects filling the cards. Guys like Slade Griffin and the so called 'Enigma' Jonathan Micheals. Night Rider had more talent in his left testicle than those two would ever have. It just didn't make any sense to him at all! He would show them, He would force them to give him a match. He didn't even care who it was against or what kind of match it would be. He craved the excitement and the thrill of the fight like a junkie craving his next fix.
Night Rider looked at his watch. It was almost 8:30 and still no Angel Fyre. She had asked him to meet her here at 8pm. He was here now where the hell was she at? He looked around the bar and motioned for the waitress to come over. After ordering another double shot of Jack Daniels to go along with his Bud Light he pulled out his cell phone and was about to call Angel Fyre when she came through the front door and started walking towards him.
Night Rider: Well, It's about time you decided to show up after wanting me to be here a half hour ago.
Angel Fyre: Sorry about that, It took longer at the meeting than I thought it would. Anyway, The powers that be in the front office have no ideal why you haven't been given another match yet.
Night Rider: What do you mean they don't know? Aren't they the ones in charge?
Angel Fyre: Evidently another department handles the selection process. They just approve or disapprove the ones they send to them. You should have a match on the next card.
Night Rider: I hope so. How am I supposed to stay sharp if I can't get into the ring? All the training in the world doesn't make up for experience. How am I ever going to win a championship if I can't even get into the ring?
Angel Fyre: Take it easy Night Rider, You'll be on the next card. They surely can't leave a talent like you just sitting on the bench. That would be like the Cardinals leaving Albert Pujols out of an important game. It just can't be done.
Night Rider: You and your damn Cardinals. I'm talking about my career here and your making innuendos.
Angel Fyre: Your career is going to be fine. You only say that Just because your a Cubs fan. I've done my part, I talked to the front office for you and now you just have to wait. I'm out of here, Sit there and sulk if you want to but if I were you I'd get back into the gym and keep working out.
Angel Fyre stood up and walked out of the bar as Night Rider took another drink of his beer. She was right. He could understand how they had other wrestlers they had to showcase also and he just needed to wait his turn. He finished his drink, Left the waitress a big tip and headed out into the night. What he needed was a nice long walk to clear his head.......