12-15-2022, 08:26 PM
(The first part of this RP was written yesterday before I wound up having to stop. The second part was written today.)
- - -
“So what happened?”
“I lost my focus right near the end.”
“It could have been worse, you know... You could have lost focus near the beginning instead of near the end.”
“...Touche. Thanks, man. I needed that.”
“That's what little brothers are for, isn't it?”
“One of the things, yes.”
[And that's how we start our day... With friendly banter between brothers. Let's see who's talking, shall we? Well hello, Chance and Leo! What's got you two chatting at home today instead of being at work? Chance has a bunch of books open in front of him on the dining room table and Leo... Well, shoot. Leo's got a busted leg! Chance absently reaches out and adjusts the cushion under Leo's cast before giving the books a disgusted look.]
“Bloody insurance regulations... At least I only need fifty hours of pre-license instruction.”
[Leo shifts a little in his chair and sighs.]
“I wish they'd told you that before they hired you...”
[Chance shakes his head.]
“I know, right?”
[He finally tucks slips of paper into all the books and closes them one at a time before stretching and rubbing his eyes.]
“I have other things to focus on this week.”
[Leo knows what Chance is talking about and stacks Chance's books for him.]
“Talk about your teammates after I get back... It's my turn to check the mail.”
“Be careful, okay?”
“I will.”
[Leo gets up and grabs his crutches so he can go check the mail. Chance watches with a worried look on his face. Leo had put his crutches on the supposedly non-slip floor mat they had near the front door and the damn thing had nearly put him on his ass. He lets out the breath he was unconsciously holding when Leo comes back holding a small white grocery bag against one of his crutches. They agreed that was the best way for Leo to get the mail because his doctor hadn't given him a walking cast.]
“What's the haul today, little brother?”
[Leo laughs as he puts the bag on the table and carefully pours out the mail.]
“Looks about even between us today.”
[Chance goes through the envelopes and sorts them into the usual three piles: mail for him, mail for Leo and junk mail. The junk mail pile has four envelopes today, Leo has five and Chance has four.]
“You're the unofficial winner today, little brother. Five to four to four.”
[Leo sorts through the envelopes with his name on them, then stacks them neatly and puts them to the side.]
“I'll open them later. So what's the deal with this match you're in tomorrow?”
[Chance rubs his face with a soft exhale.]
“It's the first round of the SCW trios tournament... It's in Houston, Texas... And my partners are Glory Braddock and Josh Hudson.”
[Leo's been helping Chance familiarize himself with the roster so he knows who he's working with and who he's up against.]
“And you're facing Datura, James Evans and Polly Playtime.”
“I wouldn't have known who any of them were if you hadn't decided to help me study the roster.”
[Leo smiles as he sits down again and puts his foot back on the cushion.]
“The best way to improve is to learn, and the best way to learn is to do.”
“In other words, walk the walk in addition to talk the talk.”
“Right.”
“Tomorrow's as good a time as any to see if I can put that into practice.”
“You can... But the question is, Will you?”
[Chance goes to retort and stops. Leo has a point. Having the ability to do something isn't the same as having the desire to do it.]
“That's a good question.”
[He's suddenly hit by an incredible urge to put the entire SCW locker room on notice. It's powerful, it's fast, it's overwhelming... And he welcomes it with open arms.]
“I can... I will... And God help anyone who gets in my way!”
[Leo is caught by surprise, but it doesn't last long. He has a feeling he knows where that came from.]
“That's more like it! So what are you going to do about your match in Houston tomorrow?”
[The grin Chance gives Leo is downright wicked.]
“I'm going to make them all remember me.”
[His bags are already packed and sitting at the top of the stairs. All he has to do is get to the airport in time to catch his flight. Leo smiles broadly.]
“Good. Now what do you think about what you've seen from Josh and Glory so far?”
[Chance ponders that for a moment before he answers the question.]
“It's obvious they have their own personal issues to deal with... But given what I've learned about them, I'm going to say that's temporary and I know I can count on them to pull their weight.”
[Leo leans forward at the note in Chance's voice.]
“What's got you sounding so unsure?”
“They have history with each other.”
[Leo frowns at that.]
“And you're not completely sure they'll be on the same page. Part of you thinks they may not have put it behind them and they might go after each other instead of your opponents.”
[Josh's feud with Glory is well documented. Chance nods reluctantly.]
“Right. I mean... I'm the rookie in this match but those two are the wild cards.”
[He sighs and rubs his face with his hands.]
“All I can do is my best and hope like hell Josh and Glory can work together and work with me to move on to the next round.”
“You're starting to doubt yourself.”
[Chance shakes his head with a small smile.]
“I'm not doubting myself. I know I'm good, and I know I have what it takes to get to the top. I'm just being a normal human being. Anyone else in my position would have the same concerns.”
[Leo chuckles and concedes the point.]
“You got me there, big brother. Now, what about your opponents?”
[Chance sits back and wraps his arms around his midsection in thought.]
“Who do I start with?”
[Leo hums a little.]
“James Evans has history with Josh... From what we were able to find, Josh trained him.”
“Now I have a feeling Josh taught James everything James knows... But not everything Josh knows.”
[Leo looks at Chance and laughs.]
“That's probably the case... What's the point of teaching someone everything you know when you know they're not you?”
“Exactly! Finding your strengths should be half the journey!”
[Leo lifts his cast-covered leg to adjust it.]
“And how is your journey going?”
[Chance chuckles as he stands up and stretches before going into the kitchen to get some water.]
“You already know the answer to that.”
[He comes out and puts Leo's water bottle in front of him before settling back in his chair.]
“This is just a bump in the road.”
[Leo opens his water bottle and takes a healthy swallow of the water inside.]
“A bump in the road, huh? What made you choose that analogy?”
[Chance smiles serenely as he takes a drink from his own water bottle.]
“I do call myself the Roadblock, you know... Though right now I feel more like a speed bump.”
[Leo gives him a serious look.]
“Roadblocks usually start out as speed bumps.”
[Chance has his water bottle halfway to his mouth when Leo says that and puts it on the table.]
“What did you just say?”
“I said roadblocks usually start out as speed bumps.”
[The words tumble over in Chance's mind and settle into place with a click only he can hear.]
“That's it! Leo, you just gave me an answer I didn't even know I was looking for!”
[Leo smiles after swallowing his mouthful of water.]
“I'm happy I could help.”
[He looks at the clock before looking at Chance.]
“When does your flight leave?”
[Chance grins.]
“Six ten. Dad will be here at four to drive me to the airport.”
“Oh, good. You have time to address Datura and Polly Playtime.”
[Chance rubs his chin in thought for a moment.]
“I have no problem wrestling against women... I think it'd be safe to say women are more dangerous than men because they have more to prove.”
[Then he grins.]
“After being held down for so long, they just got tired of it and now they're fighting to prove they're just as good as men are and they're just as worthy of being treated with respect as we are.”
[He stretches out his right arm and winces when his shoulder pops, then rubs it.]
“Unfortunately for Datura and Polly Playtime, the two of them and James Evans won't be able to overcome the odds and make it past the first round in this trios tournament... The three of them have the misfortune of coming up against us. Josh Hudson, Glory Braddock and me. Chance Owens. If those three want to make it past the first round and move on in the tournament, they're going to have to do the impossible.”
[He smirks and the expression makes his eyes start to shine.]
“If they want to get anywhere, they have to go through us.”
[Leo looks at Chance with admiration and smiles.]
“Well said!”
[Chance's smirk turns into a smile and he sketches a bow while he's still sitting down.]
“Why, thank you!”
“Which set of gear did you go with this time?”
“Let me put it this way. Everyone's gonna be seeing red.”
[Leo knows which gear set Chance is referring to and his eyes light up.]
“I can't wait to watch Breakdown tomorrow night!”
[Chance laughs.]
“I was hoping you'd say that!”
[He carefully moves the stack of books so he won't accidentally knock them off the table and sets up his tablet so he and Leo can get caught up on their favorite TV shows before he has to leave. It'd be nice if they could afford a TV... Maybe they can if his wrestling career takes off.]
- - -
Houston, Texas
[Chance looks at the arena for tonight's event with a gusty sigh and his gear bag hanging off his shoulder. Despite his brave words and promises to Leo, he's still a bona fide rookie. He's just a wet behind the ears kid compared to everyone else. It's only his fourth match ever.]
“Can I really do this?”
[Someone comes up behind him and speaks quietly so as not to startle him too much.]
“Yes. You can.”
[Chance turns to his right and has to shield his eyes so he can see who's talking to him. The grin on his face when he recognizes the other person reaches his eyes and makes them twinkle.]
“I wasn't expecting to see you here!”
[Adam Brock grins and loops his arm around Chance's neck like he and his brother Liam do to each other. Adam's hair is starting to go grey now, but his eyes still have the sparkle they always did.]
“I wouldn't miss this for the world, kid.”
[Chance feels the tension start to leave his body and he smiles.]
“Thank you.”
[Then he looks back at the arena.]
“You know... This all feels surreal. Like it's a dream.”
[Adam smiles as he looks at the arena with him.]
“I felt that way too when I was first starting out.”
[Then he surprises Chance with a sigh of his own.]
“Hard to believe my first match was nineteen years ago.”
“Have you ever thought about coming back to it? I mean...”
[Adam smiles again as Chance trails off.]
“There isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about it at least once.”
“So why don't you? There's a whole crop of people like me who need someone with your in-ring experience to help guide them.”
“Physically I know I can still go toe to toe with the best of them.”
[Then he turns to look at Chance and isn't surprised when the younger man turns to face him.]
“The problem is up here.”
[And Adam reaches up to tap his temple. Chance blinks.]
“You have doubts?”
“We all have things we doubt, Chance. I haven't set foot inside a wrestling ring in eight years.”
“What makes you doubt your ability to adapt?”
[Adam takes the time to think about what Chance just asked him. The answer surprises him as much as it surprises Chance.]
“I went through hell when I moved back to Little Rock in 2012.”
“Why did you move back? Isn't your family in Philly?”
[Adam gives Chance a rueful smile.]
“That's a long story... I'll tell you after your team wins the match tonight.”
[Chance picks up on Adam's phrasing and silently wonders if he can actually help Josh and Glory win.]
“You've got more confidence in me than I do.”
[Adam chuckles quietly.]
“Someone has to other than Leo and your parents.”
[Chance smiles.]
“Thanks... That means a lot. I'd ask you to come to the ring with me but I don't know who to ask.”
[Adam knows what that means and slowly shakes his head.]
“What was their name?”
“Shaun Cruze.”
“Why does that name sound familiar?”
“Maybe you faced someone with a similar name when you were a wrestler.”
[Adam has to laugh at himself.]
“That's probably it... I did work for a lot of companies.”
[Then he smiles and lightly runs a loosely balled fist across Chance's jawline.]
“I'll be as close to the ring as I possibly can.”
“Thanks, Adam. Leo and I watched you wrestle when we were kids... You were my inspiration.”
[The look in Adam's eyes tells Chance the older man is genuinely touched. He can't remember anyone telling him that before.]
“You're the first one to tell me that, you know...”
[Chance merely raises an eyebrow.]
“That can't possibly be true.”
“As far as I can tell, it is.”
[Adam's memory problems are a known issue and Chance concedes the point with a smile and a tilt of his head.]
“Touche. Wanna come into the arena with me until the doors open?”
[Adam laughs and can't stop himself from mussing Chance's hair. It isn't that long, but it's a habit of his. Chance grins and adjusts the strap of his gear bag so it won't slide off his shoulder.]
“Chance, my young protege, I'd love to.”
[Protege. Chance looks at Adam with wide eyes.]
“You -”
“Yes, Chance. I'm going to train you. And the first thing we're going to work on is your confidence.”
[Being trained by the man he looks up to is very humbling for Chance.]
“I'm honored... And I'm humbled. Thank you.”
“The sky's the limit when you're willing to work for what you want, kid.”
[Chance sees the wistful look that comes into Adam's eyes.]
“And maybe you'll find it inside you to go after the one title you never won.”
[Adam looks at Chance, I mean really looks at him, and smiles.]
“Stranger things have happened... If I do, I do. You know?”
“I hope you do. You believe in me... And I believe in you.”
“Thanks, Chance. Come on.”
[Chance smiles and heads for the doors designated as the wrestler entrance. Adam is right behind him and the sound of his footsteps helps Chance stay relaxed. The arena staff doesn't ask questions when they see Adam come in with Chance; some of them remember him. And if he's there with Chance, it stands to reason he may be thinking about getting back into wrestling in some capacity. The one title Adam never got more than one match for is the World title, and he got screwed out of winning it by the stooges of the champion at the time. He's gotten over the way he lost... But he never got another chance to fight for the most prestigious championship in any company he was in after that. It's like Adam told Chance just before they came into the arena. Stranger things have happened.]
- - -
“So what happened?”
“I lost my focus right near the end.”
“It could have been worse, you know... You could have lost focus near the beginning instead of near the end.”
“...Touche. Thanks, man. I needed that.”
“That's what little brothers are for, isn't it?”
“One of the things, yes.”
[And that's how we start our day... With friendly banter between brothers. Let's see who's talking, shall we? Well hello, Chance and Leo! What's got you two chatting at home today instead of being at work? Chance has a bunch of books open in front of him on the dining room table and Leo... Well, shoot. Leo's got a busted leg! Chance absently reaches out and adjusts the cushion under Leo's cast before giving the books a disgusted look.]
“Bloody insurance regulations... At least I only need fifty hours of pre-license instruction.”
[Leo shifts a little in his chair and sighs.]
“I wish they'd told you that before they hired you...”
[Chance shakes his head.]
“I know, right?”
[He finally tucks slips of paper into all the books and closes them one at a time before stretching and rubbing his eyes.]
“I have other things to focus on this week.”
[Leo knows what Chance is talking about and stacks Chance's books for him.]
“Talk about your teammates after I get back... It's my turn to check the mail.”
“Be careful, okay?”
“I will.”
[Leo gets up and grabs his crutches so he can go check the mail. Chance watches with a worried look on his face. Leo had put his crutches on the supposedly non-slip floor mat they had near the front door and the damn thing had nearly put him on his ass. He lets out the breath he was unconsciously holding when Leo comes back holding a small white grocery bag against one of his crutches. They agreed that was the best way for Leo to get the mail because his doctor hadn't given him a walking cast.]
“What's the haul today, little brother?”
[Leo laughs as he puts the bag on the table and carefully pours out the mail.]
“Looks about even between us today.”
[Chance goes through the envelopes and sorts them into the usual three piles: mail for him, mail for Leo and junk mail. The junk mail pile has four envelopes today, Leo has five and Chance has four.]
“You're the unofficial winner today, little brother. Five to four to four.”
[Leo sorts through the envelopes with his name on them, then stacks them neatly and puts them to the side.]
“I'll open them later. So what's the deal with this match you're in tomorrow?”
[Chance rubs his face with a soft exhale.]
“It's the first round of the SCW trios tournament... It's in Houston, Texas... And my partners are Glory Braddock and Josh Hudson.”
[Leo's been helping Chance familiarize himself with the roster so he knows who he's working with and who he's up against.]
“And you're facing Datura, James Evans and Polly Playtime.”
“I wouldn't have known who any of them were if you hadn't decided to help me study the roster.”
[Leo smiles as he sits down again and puts his foot back on the cushion.]
“The best way to improve is to learn, and the best way to learn is to do.”
“In other words, walk the walk in addition to talk the talk.”
“Right.”
“Tomorrow's as good a time as any to see if I can put that into practice.”
“You can... But the question is, Will you?”
[Chance goes to retort and stops. Leo has a point. Having the ability to do something isn't the same as having the desire to do it.]
“That's a good question.”
[He's suddenly hit by an incredible urge to put the entire SCW locker room on notice. It's powerful, it's fast, it's overwhelming... And he welcomes it with open arms.]
“I can... I will... And God help anyone who gets in my way!”
[Leo is caught by surprise, but it doesn't last long. He has a feeling he knows where that came from.]
“That's more like it! So what are you going to do about your match in Houston tomorrow?”
[The grin Chance gives Leo is downright wicked.]
“I'm going to make them all remember me.”
[His bags are already packed and sitting at the top of the stairs. All he has to do is get to the airport in time to catch his flight. Leo smiles broadly.]
“Good. Now what do you think about what you've seen from Josh and Glory so far?”
[Chance ponders that for a moment before he answers the question.]
“It's obvious they have their own personal issues to deal with... But given what I've learned about them, I'm going to say that's temporary and I know I can count on them to pull their weight.”
[Leo leans forward at the note in Chance's voice.]
“What's got you sounding so unsure?”
“They have history with each other.”
[Leo frowns at that.]
“And you're not completely sure they'll be on the same page. Part of you thinks they may not have put it behind them and they might go after each other instead of your opponents.”
[Josh's feud with Glory is well documented. Chance nods reluctantly.]
“Right. I mean... I'm the rookie in this match but those two are the wild cards.”
[He sighs and rubs his face with his hands.]
“All I can do is my best and hope like hell Josh and Glory can work together and work with me to move on to the next round.”
“You're starting to doubt yourself.”
[Chance shakes his head with a small smile.]
“I'm not doubting myself. I know I'm good, and I know I have what it takes to get to the top. I'm just being a normal human being. Anyone else in my position would have the same concerns.”
[Leo chuckles and concedes the point.]
“You got me there, big brother. Now, what about your opponents?”
[Chance sits back and wraps his arms around his midsection in thought.]
“Who do I start with?”
[Leo hums a little.]
“James Evans has history with Josh... From what we were able to find, Josh trained him.”
“Now I have a feeling Josh taught James everything James knows... But not everything Josh knows.”
[Leo looks at Chance and laughs.]
“That's probably the case... What's the point of teaching someone everything you know when you know they're not you?”
“Exactly! Finding your strengths should be half the journey!”
[Leo lifts his cast-covered leg to adjust it.]
“And how is your journey going?”
[Chance chuckles as he stands up and stretches before going into the kitchen to get some water.]
“You already know the answer to that.”
[He comes out and puts Leo's water bottle in front of him before settling back in his chair.]
“This is just a bump in the road.”
[Leo opens his water bottle and takes a healthy swallow of the water inside.]
“A bump in the road, huh? What made you choose that analogy?”
[Chance smiles serenely as he takes a drink from his own water bottle.]
“I do call myself the Roadblock, you know... Though right now I feel more like a speed bump.”
[Leo gives him a serious look.]
“Roadblocks usually start out as speed bumps.”
[Chance has his water bottle halfway to his mouth when Leo says that and puts it on the table.]
“What did you just say?”
“I said roadblocks usually start out as speed bumps.”
[The words tumble over in Chance's mind and settle into place with a click only he can hear.]
“That's it! Leo, you just gave me an answer I didn't even know I was looking for!”
[Leo smiles after swallowing his mouthful of water.]
“I'm happy I could help.”
[He looks at the clock before looking at Chance.]
“When does your flight leave?”
[Chance grins.]
“Six ten. Dad will be here at four to drive me to the airport.”
“Oh, good. You have time to address Datura and Polly Playtime.”
[Chance rubs his chin in thought for a moment.]
“I have no problem wrestling against women... I think it'd be safe to say women are more dangerous than men because they have more to prove.”
[Then he grins.]
“After being held down for so long, they just got tired of it and now they're fighting to prove they're just as good as men are and they're just as worthy of being treated with respect as we are.”
[He stretches out his right arm and winces when his shoulder pops, then rubs it.]
“Unfortunately for Datura and Polly Playtime, the two of them and James Evans won't be able to overcome the odds and make it past the first round in this trios tournament... The three of them have the misfortune of coming up against us. Josh Hudson, Glory Braddock and me. Chance Owens. If those three want to make it past the first round and move on in the tournament, they're going to have to do the impossible.”
[He smirks and the expression makes his eyes start to shine.]
“If they want to get anywhere, they have to go through us.”
[Leo looks at Chance with admiration and smiles.]
“Well said!”
[Chance's smirk turns into a smile and he sketches a bow while he's still sitting down.]
“Why, thank you!”
“Which set of gear did you go with this time?”
“Let me put it this way. Everyone's gonna be seeing red.”
[Leo knows which gear set Chance is referring to and his eyes light up.]
“I can't wait to watch Breakdown tomorrow night!”
[Chance laughs.]
“I was hoping you'd say that!”
[He carefully moves the stack of books so he won't accidentally knock them off the table and sets up his tablet so he and Leo can get caught up on their favorite TV shows before he has to leave. It'd be nice if they could afford a TV... Maybe they can if his wrestling career takes off.]
- - -
Houston, Texas
[Chance looks at the arena for tonight's event with a gusty sigh and his gear bag hanging off his shoulder. Despite his brave words and promises to Leo, he's still a bona fide rookie. He's just a wet behind the ears kid compared to everyone else. It's only his fourth match ever.]
“Can I really do this?”
[Someone comes up behind him and speaks quietly so as not to startle him too much.]
“Yes. You can.”
[Chance turns to his right and has to shield his eyes so he can see who's talking to him. The grin on his face when he recognizes the other person reaches his eyes and makes them twinkle.]
“I wasn't expecting to see you here!”
[Adam Brock grins and loops his arm around Chance's neck like he and his brother Liam do to each other. Adam's hair is starting to go grey now, but his eyes still have the sparkle they always did.]
“I wouldn't miss this for the world, kid.”
[Chance feels the tension start to leave his body and he smiles.]
“Thank you.”
[Then he looks back at the arena.]
“You know... This all feels surreal. Like it's a dream.”
[Adam smiles as he looks at the arena with him.]
“I felt that way too when I was first starting out.”
[Then he surprises Chance with a sigh of his own.]
“Hard to believe my first match was nineteen years ago.”
“Have you ever thought about coming back to it? I mean...”
[Adam smiles again as Chance trails off.]
“There isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about it at least once.”
“So why don't you? There's a whole crop of people like me who need someone with your in-ring experience to help guide them.”
“Physically I know I can still go toe to toe with the best of them.”
[Then he turns to look at Chance and isn't surprised when the younger man turns to face him.]
“The problem is up here.”
[And Adam reaches up to tap his temple. Chance blinks.]
“You have doubts?”
“We all have things we doubt, Chance. I haven't set foot inside a wrestling ring in eight years.”
“What makes you doubt your ability to adapt?”
[Adam takes the time to think about what Chance just asked him. The answer surprises him as much as it surprises Chance.]
“I went through hell when I moved back to Little Rock in 2012.”
“Why did you move back? Isn't your family in Philly?”
[Adam gives Chance a rueful smile.]
“That's a long story... I'll tell you after your team wins the match tonight.”
[Chance picks up on Adam's phrasing and silently wonders if he can actually help Josh and Glory win.]
“You've got more confidence in me than I do.”
[Adam chuckles quietly.]
“Someone has to other than Leo and your parents.”
[Chance smiles.]
“Thanks... That means a lot. I'd ask you to come to the ring with me but I don't know who to ask.”
[Adam knows what that means and slowly shakes his head.]
“What was their name?”
“Shaun Cruze.”
“Why does that name sound familiar?”
“Maybe you faced someone with a similar name when you were a wrestler.”
[Adam has to laugh at himself.]
“That's probably it... I did work for a lot of companies.”
[Then he smiles and lightly runs a loosely balled fist across Chance's jawline.]
“I'll be as close to the ring as I possibly can.”
“Thanks, Adam. Leo and I watched you wrestle when we were kids... You were my inspiration.”
[The look in Adam's eyes tells Chance the older man is genuinely touched. He can't remember anyone telling him that before.]
“You're the first one to tell me that, you know...”
[Chance merely raises an eyebrow.]
“That can't possibly be true.”
“As far as I can tell, it is.”
[Adam's memory problems are a known issue and Chance concedes the point with a smile and a tilt of his head.]
“Touche. Wanna come into the arena with me until the doors open?”
[Adam laughs and can't stop himself from mussing Chance's hair. It isn't that long, but it's a habit of his. Chance grins and adjusts the strap of his gear bag so it won't slide off his shoulder.]
“Chance, my young protege, I'd love to.”
[Protege. Chance looks at Adam with wide eyes.]
“You -”
“Yes, Chance. I'm going to train you. And the first thing we're going to work on is your confidence.”
[Being trained by the man he looks up to is very humbling for Chance.]
“I'm honored... And I'm humbled. Thank you.”
“The sky's the limit when you're willing to work for what you want, kid.”
[Chance sees the wistful look that comes into Adam's eyes.]
“And maybe you'll find it inside you to go after the one title you never won.”
[Adam looks at Chance, I mean really looks at him, and smiles.]
“Stranger things have happened... If I do, I do. You know?”
“I hope you do. You believe in me... And I believe in you.”
“Thanks, Chance. Come on.”
[Chance smiles and heads for the doors designated as the wrestler entrance. Adam is right behind him and the sound of his footsteps helps Chance stay relaxed. The arena staff doesn't ask questions when they see Adam come in with Chance; some of them remember him. And if he's there with Chance, it stands to reason he may be thinking about getting back into wrestling in some capacity. The one title Adam never got more than one match for is the World title, and he got screwed out of winning it by the stooges of the champion at the time. He's gotten over the way he lost... But he never got another chance to fight for the most prestigious championship in any company he was in after that. It's like Adam told Chance just before they came into the arena. Stranger things have happened.]
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