Just an aterthought
Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2021 4:37 pm
The scene opens up to Jeff Hardy sitting in his locker room. He is wearing black jeans, with a black belt and a purple dress shirt with a silk tie. Hardy is twirling a lighter between his fingers, thinking about his match against Bobby Lashley later tonight. Really who does Lashley think he is running his mouth? It is time Lashley gets taught a lesson, he will learn to keep his damn mouth shut.
The Extreme Enigma sets the lighter on the table and begins to speak.
The Charismatic Enigma:”Lashley, let’s get something clear right now, what I do with my life is none of your damn business. Who the hell do you think you are anyway? You walk through here like you are so tough, I have news for you, you are nothing more than a scared little boy inside a man’s body. The reason you act so tough is so that you can try to make people fear you. Fact check: No one is scared of you. You are a joke.”
There is a knock at the door. A crew member peeks his head around the door. “It’s time Mr. Hardy.”
Hardy gets up and walks out the door and makes his way to the curtain and waits for his music to hit the PA system. “No more words” booms loudly from the PA system.
Jeff comes out from behind the curtain and slowly walks down the ramp throwing up both his middle fingers as he makes his way to the ring. He climbs into the ring and demands a microphone.
The Rainbow Haired Warrior waits for the crowd to quiet and begins to speak,
Jeff:”Stop your booing. Do you pathetic people think that I give a shit what you think of me. Newsflash I do not. Now tonight I face Bobby Lashley, a match which is definitely beneath me. Lashley is not even in my league, he is a joke. I deserve to be in a title match not being forced to face this steroid taking lame ass. But, I have given it some thought, tonight is the perfect time for me to show Bobby Lashley that he does not matter. Show him that he has no place here in EBWF. By the end of our match he will know which one of us is the dominant one.”
The Extreme Enigma smirks and continues to speak.
Jeff:”Oh come on you all know it's true. Lashley is really a joke. He waited all these years to try to make a comeback. Maybe he should have tried when he was still relevant. No one in the locker room, or even the fans in this arena or at home give a crap about Lashley!! He is just an afterthought. It’s sad really, Bobby thinking that people care.”
The crowd loudly boos, Jeff waits for silence then continues to speak.
Hardy: “Bobby I am actually glad we are facing tonight, it will give me the chance to prove my point. The point that you are nothing and never will be anything. In your earlier career you didn’t do anything spectacular it was easy to forget about you. You held no major titles. At least in my earlier career I held many titles and had many important matches. The fans know who I am, my matches are still talked about to this day. I had no beef with you until you took it upon yourself to interject yourself into my business. You made the mistake of thinking that your opinion mattered to me, it doesn't. I could give two shits about what you think about me. Why would a nobody’s opinion matter to me? By the end of the night everyone will be talking about how I beat your ass. So once again I will be relevant and you will not. You will be remembered as a wrestling footnote, as the one that I kicked the shit out of. For your own good I hope you learn a lesson about keeping your big ass nose out of other people’s business.”
Hardy drops the mic and exits the ring. The scene slowly fades to black as Hardy makes his way up the ramp throwing up both middle fingers the whole way until he is out of sight.
