The three of us exited the supply closet and went separate ways. Once again, I was the first match on the live, televised program and I was determined tonight was going to go perfectly, in all the ways possible. Grizzly went to the ring first, again. Worked the crowed up, again. I came to the ring next, again. A referee came to the ring upon request, and we had our match. This time we had a full match from beginning to end. No interference with any angry fans. No f**k ups that landed either of us in the hospital for treatment. Even the original finish we planned weeks ago happened as well. I won the match and our story finally reached its proper ending.
Backstage I was greeted by friends and coworkers. All of them gave their thoughts about the match. I was relieved not a single one of the
