 
Mayhem, the first televised show for the UCW has taken its course and written itself in the history books. Champions were crowned and others conquered the first step in that direction. Days later, the Coach is seen sitting on a black trunk backstage. His head is resting up against a thick wall until the sound of heels catches his attention. He stands to his feet and greets Jennifer Moore. (( End foward )) "Jennifer, hi" [[ Hey Coach. Mind doing an interview today? ]] "Sure why not" (( The Coach grabs his microphone and waits until the camera man cues him to start ))  "Well first let me say congratulations on your recent victory. You and Hawlie certainly proved your craving is running high but now your eyes are set on taking each other down. Is this leading to more of a personal situation?"  [[ One would assume this is reflecting on more than wrestling business, and I have to give it to their speculations. Yes, this is all the more than a simple competition. Since Hawlie ever so naturally finds the time of day to continually make stands she can not hold, it's becoming quite an issue that needs be quickly taken care of. It is such an ironic view to watch Hawlie come here to the UCW day after day and reach for things she can not grasp. Whoever told her she even had a chance to win obviously needs to be taught the famous lesson it's not nice to lie. Let alone help somebody build a foundation of hope in achieving the rank of number one when they clearly have no idea how to overtake that slot. Hawlie can have her beliefs, I'm fine with that but she has stepped way out of line and it's in my power to place her right back where she belongs. In the league of shame and disgrace. Far from those who HAVE talent and will not hesitate to instruct that. Look on the bright side, at least you have some company. I'm sure exchanging small advice with Ashley Niven and Tracy Williams will be better than talking to yourself. She wants to talk annoying? Well Hawlie if you took the time to sit down and shut up for a second you would discover the only one crawling under people's skin is you. But no, the first trace of reality to slither into your twisted mind is too much for planet dementia to handle. What a pity to see the distinction of another species. How in the world can you prance around acting as if you know what is going on? We have all figured out what a waste of flesh you are. I mean what can you possibly do to me? Or anyone for that matter. Scream until their ears bleed? Please, do yourself a huge favor and seek another decade of training before trying to make it in this company. When you finally find the end of a rainbow, there's going to be gold alright. MY gold. And the only thing you can do about it is live with it. As long as I am wrestling for this federation no one, and I strongly emphasize NO ONE, will be successful against me. ]] (( Jennifer walks off the set and heads back to the New Era's locker room leaving the Coach a few words short )) |
