PAUL HARRIS & ANTHONY MARTIN
vs. JOHN CARTER & THE LAST BLACKSMITH
Sheldon Tremblay can be seen walking backstage as he stops in front of a nearby monitor as it’s replaying his match with John Carter. Sheldon watches along as he sees himself lose again, barely allowing the wound to close before opening again. He groans and facepalms as he hears clapping and obnoxious laughing behind him.
Sheldon turns around to his regret and sees OCW World Champion, El Parca. Parca is clapping as he walks closer to Sheldon and lets out a deep sigh.
Parca: You don’t understand how happy it makes me to see that. You! Of all people getting put down like that? Sheesh! How the mighty have fallen am I right?
Parca: I mean jeez Sheldon, for a man so talented like yourself lately you just seem to be…
Parca wraps his hands around his throat mimicking himself choking.
Parca: AHAHAHA! Maybe they were right about you. Maybe you just were a flash in the pan without Sanctum holding you up.
Sheldon clutched his fits, barely containing himself so as not to lash out.
Sheldon: Fahr zur Hölle Miguel! Don't you have other problems, like that double XXL-sized Texan you called Friend? Oh, and speaking of fragile necks, you aren't scared he is gonna break yours like he broke 50% of your body already?
Sheldon breathes heavily as the last words leave his lungs.
Sheldon:: cough Cough If you excuse me now I have things to attend to I handle my business with John, perhaps you can cloak my in the head once I turn my back to you! Wouldn't make a difference to how things were handled in the last few months here!
With that Sheldon walks off as Parca observed the angry German leaving the view and scoffs.
Parca: What is it with people and calling me by my name? They ain’t my mom or dad, folks are gonna learn real soon.
Parca shakes his head as he walks past as the cameras pan down and fade to black.
