MASKED SHOOTER: "What's up, iron paws?"
RONNIE LASSITER: "I ain't happy with the way we started this competition, boss."
MS: "Oh? What was wrong with it?"
RL: "Well, we frickin' lost."
MS: "So?"
RL: ***pauses*** "Huh. This is where I say something obvious or impatient, and then you blow it all out of the water with some observation that contrasts your experience with my inexperience."
MS: "Sounds about right. So, why don't you talk it through for me."
RL: "Okay … we had plenty of trade-off, good team work, but you were in there more often than me. Why's that?"
MS: "To control the match. I didn't want you hurt, and it's plain you need some more experience. Word to the wise: don't headbutt a Samoan."
RL: ***RL nods his head and grins*** "You can take plenty of punishment, but I can take more. Why not let me carry the load?"
MS: "No need to."
RL: "But we lost."
MS: "Not yet."
RL: "Not yet?"
MS: "Because only one victory in the whole thing counts …"
RL: " … the shortest one!"
MS: ***taps the side of his head with his finger and smiles*** "I was watching the clock. I don't think this contest will be decided by any match less than fifteen minutes, twenty at the most. So I stretched it beyond that. Would've gone longer, but I didn't want to risk getting hurt, me or you."
RL: "So you were runnin' the clock?"
MS: "Bingo."
RL: ***shakes his head*** "So we wouldn't have to go through any more than necessary and still be in the running. Damnit, you're a smart bastard."
MS: "Smart enough. C'mon. I'm hungry. Steak night."
RL: ***untaping his wrists*** "I'm buying. Worth the lesson, boss."
MS: "Ah, there's less and less inexperience on your part to contrast. Pretty soon, I'll have to trade you in for a new student."Statistics: Posted by Stu — Sun Jun 09, 2019 8:59 pm
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