Post by twiztedmont on Feb 18, 2023 5:24:49 GMT
[The last time you saw J Mont, he was lying in his hospital bed in Las Vegas awaiting the news that Dr. James Andrews was about to break to him about his achilles rupture. Mia was by his side to show her love and support. You can see the look on the face of J Mont and it’s one that you rarely ever see him show. It’s a look of fear. He knows this could be the news he doesn't want to hear. This could be the news that ends his chance of becoming a World Champion in multiple companies as well as headline some of the major super shows. Holding the hand of Mia tight, J Mont looks up to Dr. James Andrews.]
J Mont: Just hit me between the eyes Doc. I just need to know how bad this is and what is truly going on with my achilles.
[You can tell that J Mont really doesnt wanna hear the news as he turns his attention over to Mia. Mia leans in and gives her man a kiss on the lips.]
Mia: No matter what he says, I will be right here for you.
[Dr. James Andrews looks over his notes that are on a clipboard. Every second that goes by, you can feel the heart rate of J Mont getting faster and faster and faster. J Mont almost feels like that guy who is sitting in the dunk tank and just waiting for someone to throw that ball to hit the target so it sinks him. He is waiting for Dr. Andrews to throw the ball at him and hopefully he doesn't sink to the bottom with this news.]
Dr. James Andrews: Well Joe, after carefully going over your MRI, I have come to a verdict.
J Mont: All rise, J Mont is found GUILTY of Karma and his punishment is being on the shelf with a ruptured achilles.
Mia: Sometimes, I have to agree with everyone. You need to shut up and let people speak.
J Mont: I’m going to be down and out. I might as well throw myself in that hole I dug for GOTH during the CCPE versus The World.
Mia: They are going to need to run a cat scan on you in a minute if you don't shut the hell up and let Dr. Andrews tell you what's going on.
[J Mont better watch out because he has seen Mia on that football field for the Las Vegas Does, and she has taken out some of the best players with some hard hits. But he wouldn't mind seeing her twerk like she does for her touchdown dances.]
Dr. James Andrews: Like I was saying Joe. This is a simple case of……..
J Mont: Fuck my life. 6 months or more of being a couch potato so i can get fat like Kelly Clarkson.
[J Mont starts to sing like he is auditioning for American Idol.]
J Mont: Behind these hazel eyes, is a man whose career is over thanks to a ruptured achilles.
Here I am.
Once again.
I’m torn into pieces.
Can’t deny it.
Can’t pretend.
[Mia finally has had enough and puts her hands over J Mont’s mouth to the point she could probably suffocate him if she wanted too.]
Mia: I dont want to know how you know a Kelly Clarkson song, but please shut the fuck up and let’s here the news. Damn it babe!
[J Mont finally looks as if he is ready to take in the news that Dr. Andrews is about to embrace him with.]
Dr. James Andrews: I hate to break this to you Joe, but……
[You can hear the crickets outside from 10 blocks away. J Mont is sitting there as quiet as can be. Mia has a smile on her face, but J Mont does not see that. We are guessing she already knows the news.]
Dr. James Andrews: The Orlando Health Medical Center and the PWE doctors have MISDIAGNOSED. You don't have a torn achilles which they said you had. You don't have a ruptured achilles that you think you have. You are truthfully in pretty good shape.
J Mont: So you're telling me that I have been laying here for days. Eating shitty ass food and sleeping on a bed that is bumpier than a dirt road that the Dukes of Hazzard rides on for nothing?
Dr. James Andrews: Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but yes. You could have been at home resting your twisted ankle which by the way isn't that bad. If need be, you could fight the pain if you had a match tonight.
[You can see a fist start to form from J Mont. He doesn't want to hit Dr. James Andrews, but his desire to take his rage out on the PWE and the Orlando Medical Center is at a dangerous level.]
Mia: Baby, you need to calm down. We don't need you popping any blood vessels in your head. You know that I know you very well, probably better then anyone and I know right now, you just want to snap. But this is not the time or place.
J Mont: Do you realize how betrayed I feel by the PWE? I feel as if they did this on purpose to just keep me off TV and tarnish my career. They can't stand that I'm about to be their new World Champion and they hate that I'm the reason that the arena’s are selling out and merchandise sales are reaching new marks.
[And something just dawned on J Mont. He is starting to look worried again. His ankle is fine, but could be getting to him now.]
J Mont: I gotta call Stratford babe.
Mia: Stephen Stratford? Isn’t he one of your arch nemesis?
J Mont: Kinda, sorta, I don't know right now. He was there for me when I felt things crumbling. Was being very supportive and telling me that I will be back on top before I know it.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[That could have been heard all the way in Hawaii after J Mont screams.]
Mia: What's wrong babe.
J Mont: I think i fucked up and made a bad decision.
Mia: What did you do?
J Mont: I think I let my emotions get the best of me. And I think I got beat at my own game.
Mia: What are you talking about babe?
J Mont: All I know is that I need to make sure that I am ready for what is about to go down. Between the Denzel Porter Invitational to the IIW to the WGWF and finally, The Midnight Massacre for The Entity. I really need to take a deep breath right now and get things back in order. Being laid up for so long has taken me out of my element.
Mia: Thank you Dr. Andrews for being there for us and giving us the real facts that we needed.
J Mont: You have no idea how glad I am that you came through Doc.
Dr. James Andrews: Just remember me when I call for some VIP seats to a few shows.
J Mont: You know I got you, and the next time you come to Vegas, hit me up. Dinner and drinks on me.
Dr. James Andrews: I have heard a lot of good things about the Velvet Rabbit in Las Vegas.
J Mont: I can definitely get you hooked up there.
[Mia knudges J Mont in the shoulder because everyone knows that she is the reason that he has access to the Empire Room as well as getting favors done there.]
Mia: His ankle may be fine, but he is having some memory issues. I will call Candice when you are ready to come to town again and get you all set up.
[Dr. James Andrews shakes the hand of Mia, followed by J Mont. He gathers his belongings and exits the room. J Mont and Mia are sitting there happy that things can get back to normal, but J Mont really has some things that he has to address and fix now.]
J Mont: Is it ok if I meet you back at the house?
Mia: You promise you ain't going to do nothing crazy? I don't want to have to grab Baby G Mont and bail you out of jail. And I really don't want her seeing you in orange either.
J Mont: I just need a little time to digest everything that has happened and figure out my next move.
Mia: I already know the first thing you are going to do is call Austin and tell him, drinks on you at the Rabbit tonight.
J Mont: Is that what you really think of me?
Mia: Well, tell me that I am wrong?
J Mont: Nothing wrong with a guys night out every once in a while.
Mia: And same applies for a women's night out every so often too.
J Mont: As long as you wear baggy pants and a hooded sweatshirt, I don't care where you go.
[J Mont starts to smile as he is getting back to being himself. Mia is smiling too because she misses her man and the cocky bastard that he is.]
Mia: Maybe if you're lucky, I will let you get some tonight. But watch that ankle. I don't want to get blamed if you rupture or tear anything.
J Mont: Too soon babe. Too Soon.
[Mia gives J Mont a big hug and kiss. As she walks away towards the door, she stops and turns around. She sees J Mont laying back down in the bed. She smiles because she knows everything is going to be alright. As the door closes, you hear that final shut. J Mont is alone again. So, that can mean only one thing. THOUGHTZ are coming.]
J Mont: SNAP the fuck out of it Joe. It’s time to pick the ball back up and run it from end zone to end zone. Show all these assholes just why I am one of the greatest of all time. Show them that they can try to keep me down but it won't last. The PWE and The Orlando Medical Center are about to get a report card. And its going to have a big fat fuckin F on it. They failed at trying to keep me down and out. But, they did do one thing. They have awoken some of the thoughtz of the old school FOCUS J Mont days. And that is not a good thing for anyone. If you are not on the same side as J Mont, you might as well consider yourselves FUCKED. You can thank the people above who don't know what the fuck they are doing. They thought they were going to get one over on me, but when you are as wealthy as I am, there is always a way to get things handled. I made a phone call to one of the most prestigious doctors in the sports world and got the TRUTH.
[J Mont looks happy about the TRUTH but at the same time, he wants to get back in that ring so he can handle hsi business and show the world that you dont fuck with a MONTUORI.]
J Mont: And the best part of this now is I get to go back to my old stomping ground of New York. Madison Square Garden to be exact. The home of my New York Knicks and Rangers. The home of some of the best pretzels that are sold out of a shopping cart. The home of the best hot dog stands on the corner of the street. The home of the most intense dice games in the alley. This is going to be the homecoming that I need to get back on track. And the best reward I can give to the hometown fans is to win that 3 way elimination match and bring home yet another title. A title shot that I EARNED because they did away with the tag team titles that myself and Chris Page never lost. They just scrapped the division because they knew they wouldn't find anyone that could stop us. And that is ok with me, but what is not OK is how Smash decided to throw in Shane Donovan. Just because you thought he was deserving of another shot gives you no right to put him into a match that could have made history here. A 1 on 1 rematch of Todrick Tabor Ramsey versus J Mont.
[J Mont finally gets a chance to redeem himself versus Toddy, but that was before Smash stepped in and made it a 3 way. A 3 way that J Mont is not fond of.]
J Mont: If I had to pick a true 3 way, it would be myself, Mia and Adriana Lima. Talk about a threesome that could put Victoria Secrets stock onto another level. But now, one of my dream rematches is getting squashed all because SMASH thinks he knows what is best for business. What is best for Shane Donovan is to leave the wrestling world, go back to his hometown of Norfolk, Virginia and join the world's largest naval base. Because all that smoke that Smash is blowing up his ass is going to get him a one way ticket to the hospital. And I will make sure this time around that the story is legit and true. Not some misdiagnosed bull shit. And if you want some more of an education lesson, I'm going to give it to you Shane. A paradigm shift is a concept in the philosophy of science introduced and brought into the common lexicon by the American philosopher Thomas Kuhn. It’s definitely not a bull shit pump handle Michinoku driver. And this leads me to reminding you I was a baseball star back in the day and hit the cycle multiple times. The moment you get in my face, I'm going to get a single which is a right hand to your face. Then I'm going to hit a double which is a drop kick to your face. Then, that is going to be followed by a triple which is going to be a DDT. And THE CLINCHER is going to be the homerun i hit when the JKO i give you ruins your night and 2023. Your time in The Entity is going to be short lived and Smash will have to find a new brown nose ass kicker to try to take me out. But, hey look at the bright side of things. You can always crawl back to the GCWA, or Sin City or any of the other feds that you sucked in. Sorry, but not sorry Shane. You put your nose in business that did not involve you and now you will pay the price.
[J Mont is starting to feel better and better as he gets stuff off his chest. It was easy to bash on the hand picked chosen bitch in Shane Donovan, but when it comes to Todrick, that's another story. There is a lot of history here from battles to friendship to family.]
J Mont: Austin and Toddy are 2 of the first people I want to call and let them know I'm ok. Being the godfather to their twins means a lot to me. And young Daniel has really been growing on me. I'm starting to like hearing Uncle Joe to be honest. But now I have to explain to him that I have to handle my business in the ring with Toddy and that's all it is. BUSINESS, not personal. On any other given day or match, I would go to bat for Toddy and take down anyone, but this is not just any match for me. It’s a chance to redeem myself and correct the loss I had last time. When it comes to tag matches versus Toddy, I am 2 and 0 and I don't want people to start that shit that I can only beat Toddy when I have someone else with me. I need this match and I have to pin Toddy so it means something. Pinning Donvan does nothing for me. Sure I won the match and the Merciless Championship, but pinning Toddy will even the score and get back in the score book.
[J Mont gets himself out of the bed and is now standing on both feet. That is trouble for everyone who doubted him or was a part of this hanist act of a misdiagnosed injury.]
J Mont: It’s time to get out of here and back to civilization. I have a lot of business to handle. I need to get with Kal X Wolf to make sure we are good to go for the Denzel Porter Invitational. I need to get with Shaun Hart to let him know I will be ready for Hawkins next week in the IIW. I think it’s time I show my face back up at the WGWF too. It’s starting to get boring collecting a check for doing jack shit. It’s like being a woman who stays home collecting child support. Not my cup of tea. And I need to get ready for this 3 way elimination showdown. Time to add some more gold to the collection. You can never have enough of it. If you think the rapper Six Nine wears a lot of gold around his neck, just wait till you see how much I'm going to have around my waist soon. Im putting The Entity roster on notice right now. Once I win this belt, good luck getting it off of me. You got a better chance of fighting a bear and lion in the woods then getting this off of me. What the PWE did to me has really awoken the TWIZTED side of me more than ever. What I do from here on out is their fault, not mine.
[J Mont walks to the door that has been making those creaking sounds the whole time he has been there. A nurse is walking past J Mont and of course he has to speak his mind and throw in his two cents before he leaves.]
J Mont: Hey Nurse!
[The nurse turns around and once she sees J Mont, she looks him up and down like he is a piece of chocolate.]
Nurse: How can I help you love?
J Mont: First of all, my name is Joe or J or Mr. Montuori, not love. And secondly, someone needs to get some WD-40 on the hinges for this door. It creaks terribly. I swear, whenever I heard that door open, I didn't know what to expect to walk in.
Nurse: Do I look like I handle the maintenance stuff?
J Mont: No, but it looks like you know how to handle yourself when it comes to finding the worst foods to eat.
[The nurse flicks off J Mont and he just shrugs it off because that is probably the 1278945748957 time he has been flipped off in his life. Nothing new there.]
J Mont: Man, it feels so good to be back. Nas says it best. You can HATE ME NOW!
[J Mont continues down the hallway at the hospital. Making a right, then a left, then another right. Finally getting to the elevator and going down a few floors before finally getting off. Continuing his mission to get out of the hospital, he makes another left, then a right where he finally sees the big entrance area. He quickly walks to the front desk.]
J Mont: Checking out this bitch.
Receptionist: You call me a bitch?
J Mont: No, you are going to accuse me of it anyway, so I might as well call you one.
Receptionist: I wish you would.
J Mont: Obviously you have no idea who i am and how i dont give 2 fucks what you think.
Receptionist: There is the front door. You can let yourself out and please make sure you walk in front of an Ambulance and get run over, you dick.
J Mont: You wish you could get a piece of this mandingo, but the only thing you are going to be sucking on later is the bones of the lemon pepper wings you are going to order from Buffalo Wild Wings. Room 1000, checking out.
[J Mont is sure feeling like his old self again and is back at it. Walking out the front door of the hospital, he almost feels like he just got released after doing a 10 year sentence in jail. The fresh air, the space, and just being free again.]
J Mont: First things first here. I need to get a hold of Stratford to let him know everything is good and that I don't need his assistance anymore. Then I need to hit up Austin so he understands that I'm not trying to upset Toddy after I win this match. Shit, my order is out of whack. I need to call Mia first before she sacks me for a 13 yard loss and I really get hurt this time.
[Doing the smart thing, J Mont takes out his IPhone to make the call to Mia.]
RING
RING
RING
RING
J Mont: I swear man, this is giving me flashbacks of when Allison Riggs used to do this same shit to me. Thinking it's funny to make me wait for the final ring before voicemail.
Mia: I guess you weren't paying attention and realized I picked up the phone. So, is Allison on your mind again?
J Mont: Fuck that bitch babe. I was just frustrated you didn't answer right away.
Mia: Well, it was either let your daughter roll off the changing table or answer the phone.
J Mont: Ok, 1 point Mia.
Mia: Try 2 points.
J Mont: How did you get 2 points?
Mia: Because you compared me to Allison and got mad I wouldn't answer right away while I was changing Baby G.
J Mont: Well, I need to get a point back so I'll be home soon to give you the D!
Mia: Hopefully you don't earn that grade tonight in the bedroom.
J Mont: When have I ever earned that grade?
Mia: There was this one time in band camp……
[Mia starts laughing because she is one of the few people in this world that knows how to push the buttons of J Mont. I think it's truly because J Mont is head over heels in love with her and wants no one else.]
[J Mont hangs up the phone and continues his walk through the parking lot. Where he is going is anyone’s guess, but now that he is back and ready to fight again, things are about to get real. The PWE has truly fucked with the wrong person, but what does Stephen Stratford have to do with any of this?]
[Stay Tuned.]
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