TJ Tilli
 Location: Perth, Australia
Age: 16
Number of posts: 106
Wrestler Info
NLWF Record: 05-02-12
 |  Subject: Hawthorn. Fuck Yeah! Fri Oct 22, 2010 7:44 am | |
| Nick Ridicule. You fucking asshole. You claimed to be 100% Bad Company. But no, you turn your back on us like the worthless asshole you are…just fuck…dude…come on.
I agree with Biggie. You claim to love Ashley more than anything else in the world…but you love yourself more. You are a self-loving asshole. I don’t believe you. I actually don’t believe you would do something like that. I respected you! I idolised you! I wanted to be just like you! Not anymore…Nick…I respected you…
Date: Saturday, October 2, 2010
I open my eyes slowly, and see Selena’s beautiful hazel eyes staring back into mine.
Selena: Well hey there, sleepyhead
TJ: Ohai
Selena: How are you on this fine and beautiful morning?
TJ: I’m lying in bed with the most beautiful girl in the world. How can I not be great?
Selena: Aw, you’re too sweet…I made you breakfast, but I wasn’t sure what you wanted…
TJ: You didn’t have to do that!
Selena: I know, but I love you!
TJ: I love you too…what day is it?
Selena: It’s Grand Final Day!
TJ: And what time did we get in from America?
Selena: Early! But I don’t care!
TJ: Why?
Selena: Because I’m here with you! And being with you is the best feeling there is
TJ: Selena, you’re such a sweety. That’s why I love you
Selena: Get up! Get up! We have to go to the Grand Final! The Hawks are playing, remember?
TJ: Yes, yes, I remember…
Selena: Well, we better get going…it starts in 3 hours!
TJ: 3 hours? But the ground is only 10 minutes away...
Selena: You’ve forgotten that I’m singing the national anthem, haven’t you?
TJ: No! Of course not
Selena: TJ…
TJ: Yes…
Selena: I love you
TJ: I love you too
Selena: Let’s get going…I can’t be late
TJ: And neither can I, I’m not missing you perform for anything
Selena: Okay, I’ll meet you out the front in 10 minutes okay? Just enough time for you to get ready
TJ: Thanks babe, I’ll see you out there
Selena walks out the door and closes it behind her. Damn, that’s one sexy ass. I better get ready…shower…
One 2-minute shower later I step out of the bathroom and into some Bonds undies, black suit pants, and a Hawks jersey, with the number 27 on the back, in big black numbers. I slip my shoes on and then run out of the door and lock it. Down the elevator to the ground floor and then I see Selena standing in the lobby of the hotel.
Selena: That was quick…did you even have a shower?
TJ: Yeah, of course, 2 minutes, as always
Selena: You never take 2 minutes! You always use up all the hot water before I have a chance to use it!
TJ: Well, I’m sorry…
Selena: Let’s go, I’ve got the car out front
TJ: The car?
Selena: Yep
She steps aside to reveal a sleek metallic-black Audi R8
TJ: I love you. So much
Selena: I thought you’d like it. Going to the Grand Final in style!
TJ: You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me…let’s go!
3 hours later…
Selena: Australian’s all let us rejoice, for we are young and free! With golden soil and wealth for toil, our home is girth by sea. Our land abounds in nation’s gift of beauty, rich and rare. In history’s page, let every stage. Advance Australia Fair. In joyful strains then let us sing, Advance. Australia. Fair!
The 100,016 MCG crowd cheers as the players run in to position for the start of the replay of the 2010 AFL Grand Final.
Dennis Cometti: And here we are! The Grand Final is underway!
Bruce McAvaney: Right you are Dennis, and Dylan Biggs, the young ruckman from Western Australia with the first hitout for the Hawks. It’s gathered by Shaw and bombed long into the forward 50
DC: And the kick goes long to Patat on the half-forward line. Patat swings around onto his preferred right foot and puts it straight on the chest of Magee
BM: Marvellous work here from the young Hawks, I’m sure we’ll see them put up one hell of a fight today
DC: Centimetre perfect from these young stars…
2 hours later…
BM: GOAL! Thomas has kicked a goal! Collingwood are back in front by 5 points! There are only a matter of minutes left!
DC: And here is the ruck tap again, Biggs with the tap down to Patat, Patat with the handball off to Dragovich on the right wing. Dragovich takes a bounce, and sidesteps Dawson with ease. He handpasses it off to Patat, and then back to Dragovich…
BM: The old one two!
DC: Dragovich ignores a long Magee lead from the square and loads up from 65
BM: …
DC: …
BM: KENNEDY!
DC: Nathan Kennedy! The man to kick 100 goals for the first time since Lance Franklin back in 2008, has marked it, right in front of the goals
BM: Kennedy slots it! Hawks are back up by 5!
…come on…
DC: Ruck tap is won by Jolly. Jolly knocks it down to Didak, Didak long into the 50…Biggs! Biggs takes an earth shattering mark over the broken body of Cloke. The clock is ticking down…there must be only seconds left…
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
BM: It’s over! It’s over! The Hawks have won! The Hawks have won by 5! Hawthorn are the 2010 Premiers!
We’re a happy team at Hawthorn. We’re the mighty fighting Hawks! We love our club, and we play to win, riding the bumps with a grin, at Hawthorn, come what may you find us striving. Teamwork is the thing that counts, 4, 3, 2, one for all and all for one, the way we play at Hawthorn, we are the mighty fighting Hawks…
TJ: Yes! Yes! We’ve done it!
I was one of the first onto the ground. Coaching permits…well…being close friends with the captain was an added bonus.
Dylan Biggs: Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah Tiz, we did it! We fucking did it!
TJ: Hell yeah! Hell yeah!
FTB
The Match
Who am I facing this week? Oh right, Druggie, and Sex addict.
One does weed…the other has herpes. Man, I crack myself up sometimes. But seriously, I’m going to win this week. Why? Because I’m awesome, that’s pretty obvious. Matt…I beat you last week to take your title away…you nearly got knocked the fuck out on Direct Hit…and…I am simply better than you!
Gunther…you may be the Sex God or whatever you want to call yourself…but you have absolutely no wrestling talent. The Sunshine Girls are the best part of what you’re wrestling career is. You may have beaten…someone…I can’t quite remember who…but…yeah. I’m better than you. Get that in your head…seriously dude…and lose the moustache, it makes you look gay.
-Assailant Out.- |
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