Post by biggriff on Jun 5, 2012 15:51:45 GMT -5
(scene opens up in a small cosy New York bar, its dark outside and the rain is pounding down against the large clear glass windows .Big jack grizzly is sat at the bar finishing up his meal, or should we say meals because two sixteen ounce steaks and three large jacket potato’s isn’t a normal meal they serve up in these sorts of places. He’s wearing a black shirt unbuttoned with a tight white t-shirt underneath which shows off his perfectly shaped, rounded abdomen, and a pair of old ripped blue jeans. His shiny bald head with the slight hint of stubble growing back around the sides glistens under the bar light)
Grizzly: Bartender, give my compliments to the chef. That was outstanding.
Barman: hey I know you’re a large guy and all but that meal would have fed twenty African families for a month. You would put that Adam fella from man vs. food to shame.
Big jack just smiles, rubs his belly, slackens off his belt and replies to the barman.
Grizzly: Haha you’re a very funny man, I’ve gotta keep my strength up and anyway that was just for starters! Now for my dessert, Bottle of your finest beer and a bourbon whiskey chaser …don’t be shy with keeping umm coming.
The scrawny, Irish looking barman with long ginger hair and glasses pops the top of the bottle of Budweiser and pours him a Jack Daniels. He hands the alcohol to grizzly and just stands and stares for a second.
Barman: You’re a wrestler aren’t you? Washington all action entertainment, yeah that’s right. Your Big Jack Grizzly. I thought I recognised you; you look totally different without your long hair.
Grizzly: I haven’t had long hair for a few years now but yeah you’re exactly right. Nice to be noticed, I didn’t think people would know who I am. What’s your name kid?
Barman: Alan… my names Alan. I use to be a massive wrestling fan but I just stopped following it, I can’t even tell you why I stopped, time I suppose. Work, women and college just took all my time up. I loved some of your early stuff. People hated your gut’s, you were the ultimate bad guy, coming to the ring with your manager abusing all the fans… I can’t remember your managers name but he was one cocky dude the crowd would throw things at him for the entire match. I do remember though when some guy jumped the barricade to get at the pair of you and you punched him square in the nose, the man got taken by security in the ambulance and you got arrested.
Grizzly: Oh yeah I remember that like it was yesterday. October 98 I got a huge fine for that, I nearly got sent down but luckily enough I got away with it. You should start following it again, I’ve just signed with a New York based company called New York City championship wrestling. I debut this Saturday over at the Ace Centre you know where that is?
Alan: yeah I know where it is, I live like ten minute from it.
(As the two continue speaking there are two drunken guys of medium build and in there early twenty’s over the far side of the bar playing pool. They start to get rowdy and one decides to push another into a table full of glasses and the glasses come crashing down)
Alan: maannn….I gotta clean that up now!! Guys be careful and watch what you’re doing!!
Hooligan 1: shut it ginge, it was an accident!
Alan: I think its best if you leave you’re a little too drunk.
Hooligan2: we aren’t going anywhere four eyes, we haven’t finished beers!!
(The two hooligans start walking towards the bar laughing like they are proud of what they are doing. One is still carrying the pool cue.)
Alan: I’m serious, you’d better leave now!!
Hooligan 2: who the hell is gonna make us leave, I’m sure this old fat guy isn’t gonna do anything and I can’t see anyone else who could make us!!
Big Jack gets up off his bar stool turns to the hooligans and just bursts out laughing!
Grizzly: what in the hell are you two pair of idiots doing. I don’t mind being called fat but…. Old!! There is no way I’m taking that. What the hell are inbred hillbilly’s like you pair doing in New York anyway, shouldn’t you be impregnating your sister up in the hills somewhere.
Hooligan 1: shut it fat man, wait a second I know you. Your one of those fake wrestling guys I use to watch when I was like eight. Oh my god, it is.
Hooligan 2: Haha you don’t even hit each other do you! You just stamp your feet and shit. I’d kick your ass fatty, no problem.
Grizzly: I think Alan asked you two to leave, so I think its best you just go before you say something you might regret.
Before grizzly can say anything else one of the hooligans with the cue swings it at him. It hits grizzly over the head but he doesn’t flinch. The cue shatters into pieces and grizzly is just standing there with a very deranged look in his eyes. He grabs one of the hooligans but the other runs off. He has the hooligan around the throat and is just choking the life out of him.
Alan: jack, jack let him go your gonna kill him.
Everyone else in the place are just staring at him with the look of fear in their eyes. Grizzly throws the hooligan on to the floor and kicks him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him so he can’t get up and run.
Grizzly: I told you not to fuck with me boy!! You should never fuck with an animal that you don’t understand!!
The big guy take’s out his wallet and hands Alan a bunch of money.
Grizzly: here’s the money for my bill, and a few extra dollars for the glasses they broke. Sorry for losing my temper it happens a lot. As for him, he shouldn’t be getting up anytime soon and he sure as hell won’t be causing trouble here again.
Alan is speechless and just takes the money without speaking as Grizzly puts on his leather jacket and leaves the bar. The rain is still hammering down onto the pavement. As the bear continues to walk down the street two cop cars come speeding past. He mutters to him self
“Stupid kids, I hate stupid fucking kids”
Jack pulls out his cell phone and dials a number
Voicemail: sorry the caller you are trying to reach is unavailable please leave a message after the tone bbbeeeeepppp…..
Grizzly: answer your god damn fucking phone. I went to your place earlier you were out but your girlfriend gave me the keys. Meet me at my place tomorrow I need a gym, some kid in a bar called me fat….so I choked him half to death.
He hangs up and heads to his new place.
“New York weather can kiss my fat ass, hate this place already”
