The energy is electric. They fall back on the classic chant of this is awesome over and over again as Will and I beat the hell out of each other. And the younger wrestler is a fantastic showman. This was his idea, or at least I think that’s what he meant when earlier in our showdown, he whispered, “Daddy, put me through the table. They’ll love it. Let’s bring it home.” I’d put him through the table for calling me “Daddy” alone. Goofy little fucker that he is. I stand over him, watching, still wanting to make sure that he’s okay. He moves his middle finger and flips me the bird subtly, the
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