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Chris MacBeth · (05-13-2016)

Every Success Starts With A Disaster!!

Camden market is buzzing, crowds after crowds of people are making their way around the stalls looking at all the alternative garments and accessories that are available for them to purchase with the hard earned money they had made the previous week. The Dr Martin kids with their skin tight jeans and camouflaged jackets all looking for a new pair of the famous boot, the emo's all mopey looking browse for anything that they can wear which really shows the world how they think they are feeling, or how they wish the world to think they are feeling. Then We have the tourist, most of which are dressed as an average Joe would dress, some with cameras in hand snapping shots of the unusual characters that can be found around the market.

It's a rare hot day in the capital and as Ted and Dave would say "Suns out Buns out!" It's their favourite time of year as most of the women walk around in the tiny little shorts and tight little tops that leave little to the imagination. As usual the bars around the area were all bursting at the seams, from Dingwalls and their famous canal side bar to The Hawley Arms their wasn't an empty seat in the house. Same goes for what was previously known as Halliday's then most recently known as The Union Inn. This place has had another change of name, the second one in as many months. The owner Chris Macbeth had recently found some success within his profession as a professional wrestler and had decided to change the name to reflect that of his career and success along with his stable mates equally good turn of fortune. The new name....

"Yeah I know another change of name, but you know I really....

Really felt it reflected what has happened to myself and my team in recent weeks."

Chris was talking to James Delow , the host of the U.K based Gorilla Position Podcast.

JD: "A fine name it is."

Chris smiles and has a look around his bustling business empire. Scully can be seen gingerly making his way through the crowd's towards the table in which James and Chris are sat.

James: "Ok guys, it looks like we are now going to be joined by Chris' tag team partner Scully.

Scully shakes hands with James as he sits at the table to the right of Chris.

Scully: "Thanks for having me on this fine ass show. Good old British weather hey? Bet it won't last."

Scully was being a little negative but true, the weather in the UK is allover the place. You never really know what your going to get unless your in Manchester. In Manchester it basically just rains.

JD: "Sadly you are probably right about the weather. So are you all recovered, how long to the celebrations go on after winning the XWF Tag Titles with your partner Chris Macbeth?"

Scully: "To be fair quite awhile. Me and Chris celebrated for a few days. It was like a Ric Flair party. Ain't that right Chris? You were wasted."

A smile form in the corner of Chris' mouth.

Macbeth: "Yeah, I was polluted. Didn't help that not long after I beat that waster Peter Gilmour for his Hart Title and the celebrations continued."

Chris yawns and rubs his eyes, he is looking a little weary.

Macbeth: "Still going on actually."

JD: "It has been quite a few weeks for the Union,"

Scully: "We won the tag-team championships and then this bad ass mother fucker, made Gilmour suck his dick, not literally. Chris has the Hart Championship and although that same night, I didn't win my match and I got squashed by the Unknown Cunting, Egg and Soldier. Chris prevailed and that's all that matters! Fuck my triple threat with those ball scratchers"

JD: "Yes, can I hear revenge on Unknown Soldier in your voice?"

Scully: "You've heard the saying, revenge is best served cold right?"

JD nods, JD: "I believe so."

Scully: "Well I don't forget, neither does an elephant like Barney Green..."

Chris and James chuckle at Scully's comment.

Scully: "Revenge will be served with a bucket of ice up his ass!"

JD smiles at that comment before thanking Monika who has just places some drinks for them all on the table. Macbeth and Scully have a bottle of beer each and JD with a glass of ice water. He takes a swig as he looks down at his notes written on his tablet before continuing on.

JD:"It says here that on the 25th the Union will be defending the tag team titles against Makavelli and Peter Gilmour of The Resistance, but Scully you won't be competing, instead the newest member of The Union, Felix Braddock will be taking your spot. Can you shed some light on this news?"

Scully: "Of course, I am currently nursing a slight injury and unfortunately no matter how much I want to be there defending the titles with Chris the doctors won't clear me to compete."

JD: "That is unfortunate, was it an injury caused during your last match?"

Scully: "No, of course not, them pansies couldn't hurt me enough to keep me out of action, no it happened here last night."

The Night Before.

Night has arrived and the crowds of people inside The Grand Union were largely the same as today only just a little more drunk... Or a lot more. Ted and Dave had arrived and were up to their normal antics of attempting to get a females phone number, without having the social skills too actually make conversation with any of them in any kind of way that the females may find attractive. You can hear Ted with one of his terrible chat up lines trying to coax a nice petit lady into the sack.

"Let's play army.... I'll lay down and you can blow the shit out of me."

A drink was thrown in his face to the delight of Dave who was sat at the end of the bar talking to Monika who was pulling pints for the happy customers. Chris and Scully were sat in their normal spot in the corner with the Tag Titles and Hart Championship resting on the table in front of them and a few people of the female variety swooning around them.

Chris whispered something into one of the ladies ears which had made her blush before he picked up the Hart championship belt and placed it over her shoulder and posed for a picture with her which the ladies friends obliged in taking. She handed the belt back to him and Chris gave her a cheeky smile and a kiss on the cheek and the girl and her friends returned to what was probably their extremely jealous boyfriends who were stood at the bar ordering drinks.

"Chris le barrel needs changing..." Monika shouted across to them. Chris was about to get his feet to change the barrel when another fan walked over to him asking for a picture.

"I'll go..." Scully said as he got to his feet and headed to the small hatch door that housed the steep steps down to the cellar. He opened the door and carfulIy made his way down to change the barrel.

The fan had since left and Chris headed over to the bar where Ted and Dave had been stood but were nowhere to be seen. Monika grabbed a beer out of the fridge and passed it to Chris who took a swig and waited for her to finish serving the group of lads who's girlfriends Chris had just been posing for pictures with. As soon as she had finished she headed down to where Chris was stood.

Chris: "Where's Ted and Dave?"

Monika in her sexy Eastern European accent responds.

Monika: "I do not know, they say, umm, they say they have great ideals."

Chris smiles at her cute mispronunciation's.

Chris: "You mean, a great idea?"

Monika: "Yes, that's what I say, a great ideal." She responds a little on the defensive.

Chris doesn't like the sound of this great idea. A great idea from Ted and Dave will normally end in a disaster of some sort. He however didn't have long to think of what they could be up to as they came bundling back into the bar carrying two massive speakers.

Dave: "Karaoke night bitches!"

"Not again." Chris said under his breath but the crowded pub seemed to go wild for the idea so Chris decided to let Ted and Dave have their way. Just as they passed Chris to head to the back room where they would normally set up the equipment Ted trips and stumbles and falls into Dave who in turn wobbles, stumbles and falls directly into... Scully who had just reached the top of the narrow, steep steps leading up from the cellar. Scully unfortunately was carrying the mildly heavy albeit empty barrel and could not see the collision coming.

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Dave bundles into Scully, the beer barrel goes flying into the air as Scully falls backwards down the steep steps into the cellar, Dave falls after him landing on Scully at the bottom of the steps, Ted panics and rushes down the stairs but trips on one of his shoe laces and falls down landing on top of Dave who was still sprawled accross Scully. Ted and Dave quickly jump up hoping they haven't hurt their friend to badly but just as Scully tries to sit up the beer barrel that he was carrying rolls down the steps as quick as a beaver before cracking him directly in the face knocking him out cold and slowly rocking to a stop on the cellar floor.

Back to Present Time.

Scully: "All you need to know is it's a concussion and I'm not allowed to compete.... or drink for that matter."

Scully shoves his beer away gets to his feet and leaves obviously annoyed that he is missing out on the chance to defend the tag titles with Chris.

JD: "So Chris, Scully is obviously annoyed to be out of the match on Warfare but how are you feeling leading up to this tag title defence against The Resistance."

Chris swigs his beer then begins to talk...

Chris: "Yeah Scull is annoyed, angry and got knows what else but I hope them lot in The Resistance are not thinking this is going to be a walk in the park now I have lost my partner because... Well because I have a nicely well equipped replacement to help me first ensure the Tag Titles stay with the Union and second, assist me in creating the beginning of the end of The Resistance. Felix Braddock is his name and I'll tell you what, this guy is brutal, I haven't seen nothing like it."

Ted and Dave appear at the table looking sorry for themselves like a bunch of kids that have recently been told off by their angry parents.

Ted: "Sorry Chris."

Dave: "Yeah, we're sorry."

Chris just shakes his head and has another sip of his beer.

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