Post by boltonboys on Oct 5, 2024 3:34:10 GMT
BERT EAGLE steps out of the car dealership, admiring his new silver Saab. The keys jingle in his hand as he takes in the sleek lines of the vehicle.
BERT EAGLE: A beauty for a Bolton lad.
His phone buzzes. He checks the rankings—Bert Eagle, 9th Pound-for-Pound. The grin fades slightly, replaced by determination.
BERT EAGLE: Ninth’s not enough... not yet.
A salesman emerges, paperwork in hand.
SALESMAN: All set, Mr. Eagle. Good luck against Tiger Kidd in Edinburgh!
BERT EAGLE: Aye, Kidd’s no slouch. Quick lad, but this match at ON THE MAT XI... it’s about more than just him. A win puts me closer to that title. I’ve been grinding too long to stop now.
SALESMAN: With your rank, you're getting close!
BERT EAGLE: Close ain’t enough. I’m 9th, but I’m gunning for the World Title. Tiger Kidd’s just another step on the ladder.
SALESMAN: And your mate Johnny Fresno’s after the World Title in Jamaica, right? Against Jack Sherry?
BERT EAGLE: Aye, Johnny deserves that shot. Sherry’s tough, but if anyone can take him down, it’s Johnny. I’ll be rooting for him, maybe even ringside—if things go well in Edinburgh.
Bert glances down at the keys again, the determination returning.
BERT EAGLE: First things first—Tiger Kidd. One step at a time.
He slides into the driver’s seat, the Saab’s engine humming to life. As he pulls away, his focus sharpens on his upcoming match.
BERT EAGLE: Edinburgh next. I’ll deal with Kidd, then maybe see Johnny win that belt in Jamaica. This isn’t just about winning—it’s about proving I’m ready for that title shot.
The road stretches ahead, just like his path to the top.
BERT EAGLE: A beauty for a Bolton lad.
His phone buzzes. He checks the rankings—Bert Eagle, 9th Pound-for-Pound. The grin fades slightly, replaced by determination.
BERT EAGLE: Ninth’s not enough... not yet.
A salesman emerges, paperwork in hand.
SALESMAN: All set, Mr. Eagle. Good luck against Tiger Kidd in Edinburgh!
BERT EAGLE: Aye, Kidd’s no slouch. Quick lad, but this match at ON THE MAT XI... it’s about more than just him. A win puts me closer to that title. I’ve been grinding too long to stop now.
SALESMAN: With your rank, you're getting close!
BERT EAGLE: Close ain’t enough. I’m 9th, but I’m gunning for the World Title. Tiger Kidd’s just another step on the ladder.
SALESMAN: And your mate Johnny Fresno’s after the World Title in Jamaica, right? Against Jack Sherry?
BERT EAGLE: Aye, Johnny deserves that shot. Sherry’s tough, but if anyone can take him down, it’s Johnny. I’ll be rooting for him, maybe even ringside—if things go well in Edinburgh.
Bert glances down at the keys again, the determination returning.
BERT EAGLE: First things first—Tiger Kidd. One step at a time.
He slides into the driver’s seat, the Saab’s engine humming to life. As he pulls away, his focus sharpens on his upcoming match.
BERT EAGLE: Edinburgh next. I’ll deal with Kidd, then maybe see Johnny win that belt in Jamaica. This isn’t just about winning—it’s about proving I’m ready for that title shot.
The road stretches ahead, just like his path to the top.