(Logan): Oh hi Larry, it’s Logan how’s it goin’?
He balances the ball on his foot as Larry Wilkinson replies, flicking it up, whipping his leg over the ball and catching it again, hopping slightly on his left leg to keep the ball balanced.
(Logan): Aye, keeping busy mate, cheers for asking. I was kinda hoping tae speak wi Ally, see how she’s doing, is she about?
Logan juggles he ball from right foot to left and back again, never letting it go to far, maintaining complete control. He nods at something Larry says but his face looks frustrated.
(Logan): Awright I see. Well tell her I’m thinking of her and give her my love. Cheers…… Bye.
He hangs the phone up and drops it onto the sofa as he continues to play with the ball, kicking it a bit higher and ducking and catching it on the back of his neck. He holds it for a bit then whipping his neck and head up causing the ball to head upwards once more he catches it once more on his neck. Keeping his back arched he slowly gets on to his knees, extends his hands out and starts doing press ups with the ball still balanced on the back of his neck. After the 12th press up the ball rolls down his back and onto the floor and away under the table. Logan curses and gets back up and decides against getting the ball back and goes to the kitchen, pouring himself a drink of orange juice. He seems in a better mood than previous weeks as he wanders about his empty apartment.
He finishes off the dregs of his drink and then signals to the camera that he’s ready to talk and places the glass on the counter.
(Logan): Just a quick wee word tae Maniac first up… Look Antoninaninio, or what ever ye call yerself, We could go back and forth for f*cking hours with the whole “Naw, I’ll beat you. Oh no you won’t. Oh yes I will.” So lets just leave it as it is. Am no’ gonnae change your mind and vice versa. I dinnae even know what a Ghost Ladder Match is anyway… Is that like a ladder match but the ladder is invisible, or is there a #### dressed up as Ghost Ladder and we’ve tae climb him?… Or is it… just like a ladder match wi a Halloween name?
Logan shrugs.
(Logan): Either way I’m sure both me, you and Heinrich will give it our all and the fans will be thoroughly entertained. And that’s what it’s all about right?…. Entertaining the fans.
His expression suddenly turns sour.
(Logan): I’m wondering if they were entertained when I laid Talon out with the MIA in that steel cage match back in the summer?…. Or when I pushed Ronnie McNeil all the way in his first World Title defence?…. Or how about when Talon assaulted Ally in the ring with a vicious RKO? Hmm, were they entertained then?
His calm and settled demeanour has gone completely as he pauses trying to hold it all together, his lips trembling and his eyes watering up.
(Logan): Were they entertained as they watched my unborn child being murdered!?….. Or the attempted suicide of Ally? …. Because that’s what really matters isn’t it?….. Isn’t that the f*cking point? …..I mean if I’m missing something…. If I’m wrong… then what is the point?
He holds back the tears, taking a deep breath.
(Logan): Because I’ll tell ye something, right now, I cannae see any point in it. For the first time in my life, I don’t know what I’m fighting for….. But I won’t stop! I’ll never stop!
He shakes his head, knowing he’s hardly making any sense.
(Logan): Maybe I feel if I can become the best, I’ll have some sort of redemption. Maybe if I do become the champion I can justify it all…. I’ll be able tae look back one day, looking at all the titles and trophies I’ve won, I’ll be able tae say… “It was worth it.”…… Or maybe I’m just kidding myself.
Logan forces a smile and turns away from the camera as the scene fades to black.
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