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Chapter Thirty-Seven: ďThe Show is OverĒ

-Excuse me Captain, you wanted me to tell you when the show was over.

-Thanks Sergeant, how did it end?

-Mickey won it. Put Billy boy in a full nelson. He tapped, but he was real stubborn about it. After the match they stretchered him out.

-Good show this year?

-The C & F are always good shows, sir, but yes it was good show this year.

-I guess Iíll have to buy the replay. Well, gentlemen letís be about it. The crowd is going to start letting out and we need to be on the street.

-Iíll be along in a moment Captain Adams.

-OK Stevens, but make it fast.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: ďThe AftermathĒ

-Thatís it? No reaction?

-Weíll pass on the interview to the Quebec Provincial Police. Maybe theyíll want to take a look at Junior, but maybe not. You did change your story three times in one statement. Hard to use it to build a case.

-And Mickey Two?

-Itís hard to prove that a sporting injury was intentional. Look at the Brashear case. I mean that one was cut and dried, no questions asked, slam dunk, but it wasnít. If you canít get an easy conviction in a case where someone gets clubbed in the head with a stick, how do you expect to get a conviction when the crime takes place during an event where people are supposed to be trying to injure one another. Not to mention that wrestling is built on lies.

-Itís built on truth. We tell truths in that ring.

-Sure, itís theatre, at itís best you use fiction to get to a deeper truth. I get that. But fiction is about lying. Nothing that happens in that ring can be depended on. Nothing can be proven. Thatís all police work is you know, proving things, preventing things. Thereís nothing that we can do about this, so we move on to where we can do some good.

Besides, do you really want Mickey and Cage and Von Hess to go to jail? I would go after them if I thought it would do any good, but I have a feeling that not even Junior is going to admit what really happened. Sometimes Justice is blind for a reason.

-It seems so anticlimactic.

-Yes, it probably does, but then you didnít really come here for justice or for law, did you?

-What do you mean?

-It seems to me that you came here to avoid drinking. Iím sure that you knew that the old days when you could get booze in any police station were over and done with. What better place to avoid drinking than in a cop house?

If you were really here to stop Mickey Von Hess Junior from injuring William Clancy Junior in the main event, wouldnít you have started by telling us to stop the match? Sure, you would have needed to explain why we had to stop it, but you would have had a much better chance of actually getting results. But that wasnít the point. You came here to avoid drinking. You just needed to keep spinning a story for long enough that the craving went away.

-If thatís what I was doing, it didnít work. I want a drink now more than ever.

-Yeah, well I have bad news for you. Physically your body may be over the addiction. The dry mouth, the shaking, the trembling those physical symptoms are all over. But mentally, up here in your head, you will always be an alcoholic and a junkie. Youíre never going to able to beat that.

-So what do I do?

-Well, keep in mind that tonight you made a choice. You could have had a drink and you didnít. Keep making that choice. Go to a meeting, stand up and say, ďHi my name is Eric. I am an alcoholic and an addict.Ē You would be surprised how good it is to say those words out loud, to a group of people who know what those words really mean.

And you can start clinging to something real. Thereís a woman who loves you downstairs in her car waiting for you. Youíve got two good kids at home, who for some odd reason donít hate you. More than you deserve really.

-I canít go home. I just canít. Iíve failed them so many times.

-Youíve disappointed them, yeah. But youíre not dead. You have time. Youíre still young. Maybe you havenít realized it yet, but Doctors Mickey Von Hess and Luke Cage have done good work. Youíre sober. Youíre in better shape than you have been in years. Iíd bet that your knee and back are better than they have been in years. Youíre still an ugly son of a bitch, but thatís incurable I suppose.

-Thanks a lot.

-Donít thank me. Go find Katy and make it up to her. Let go of all that guilt that youíve holding on to like a security blanket all these years, Eric. You were a kid when Mickey died. It wasnít your fault. Let it go. Let go of all the lies that youíve been telling yourself over the years. Cling to the things that are true. Cling to Katy. Cling to your kids. Hold on to your friends. As for the rest of itÖ


-Donít you get it Eric? Donít you understand? Wrestling is Fake.

The End.

"Don't Blame CANADA, Blame Yourselves!"
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