[ This is your preview into my life. Some of you are maybe wondering “what exactly does a super swinging sexy guy like Jimmy Stryker do on his day off?” Normally I’m naked being served by whom ever the flava of the month is lucky enough to be. Unfortunately today that is not the case at all. Today I’m summoned to the new boss’s office. I must admit I’m a bit excited by Mr. James taking over. I’ve always admired the man just for the fact alone that he fathered Brandi James. That alone should win the man some sort of award. Still I have decided to go this alone and face Mr. James instead of taking his other daughter my new fling…I mean girlfriend Rhiannon with me. So here I am taking a slightly long elevator rid to meet the man. Wanting to impress Mr. James I dressed for the occasion in a pair of black Calvin Klein pants and blue button down shirt to match with a multi color shades of blue Italian silk tie. Finally the elevator stopped at my floor and I got out. I walked by the secretary’s desk towards the door. Upon seeing me she leaned over her desk,]

Secretary: “Excuse me…Mr. Stryker. I must tell Mr. James you’re here.”

[ I smirked at her then knocked on his door but not before I flipped the bitch off.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Fuck off slut I’ll tell him myself.”

[ She reluctantly slumped back down into her seat. As I heard Mr. James’s voice yell from behind the door.]

Mr. James: “Come in Stryker.”

[ Before I entered I straightened my tie and walked in to the room. There he sat behind his large oak desk smoking a Cuban cigar. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “Cameron so good to see you.”

[ I extended my hand toward him but he just put his cigar down and shook his head.]

Mr. James: “That’s Mr. James to you Jimmy. Now take a seat. I’m a very busy man and don’t have time for your bullshit.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Ah, o.k. you wanted me here to insult me? What kind of shit is that?”

Mr. James: “Watch the attitude son.”

[ Hearing the word son come from his mouth forced me to smile. I mean what man wouldn’t want Cameron James as a father in law? Well other than Rick Young. ]

Mr. James: “Look, I’m going to make this simple…am I talking slow enough for you?”

[ what the fuck? Did he think I was retarded or something? I couldn’t help myself I began talking in a slower non intelligent voice.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Gee…Mr. James. I think you may have to say the last part again Sir. I don’t think I understood any words past Look.”

[ He stopped and laughed. Finally here’s someone that appreciates my sense of humor.]

Mr. James: “Ok..ok..Jimmy the reason I asked you to come here is because I think we can help each other.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Is that so?”

Mr. James: “Yes. It appears that we share a common enemy.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Sir, you’re going to have to narrow that one down for me. There aren’t many people around these parts that actually are fond of me.”

[ Letting out a slight chuckle he grinned.]

Mr. James: “That’s what makes you so perfect to help me get rid of Rick Young.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Yeah he’s a piece of shit but why me? Why not Alex Wilkins? After all he seems to be your golden boy.”

Mr. James: “Alex will play his part as well. I’m asking you because I need Alex to stay healthy. I need you to do a few minor things for me.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Like? Because I’m not going to put my ass on the line getting the shit kicked out of me if I’m not going to get any type of shit out of it.”

Mr. James: “Spoken like a true opportunist.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Right. But if I don’t look out for me then no one else will.”

Mr. James: “I can understand that. So how is my daughter?”

Jimmy Stryker: “How the fuck would I know how Brandi is?”

[ Mr. James rolled his eyes at me and I realized he meant Rhiannon.]

Mr. James: “Wow! You really are hung up on Brandi aren’t you?”

Jimmy Stryker: “Mr. James. I’m sorry I knew you meant Rhiannon.”

Mr. James: “Don’t bullshit me Stryker. You have a serious thing for Brandi and you know it.”

Jimmy Stryker: “I can’t deny that she’s a hard woman to get over Sir, but I’m trying to do my best by moving on with Rhiannon. Rhiannon is a ..”

Mr. James: “Rhiannon is confused. She doesn’t know if she wants to be a good girl or someone who takes control.”

Jimmy Stryker: “A problem Sir that I am trying to correct. She does make some killer sugar cookies though.’

Mr. James: “Yes baking is something she’s good at.”

Jimmy Stryker: “That’s not all that little minx is good at.”

Mr. James: “Jimmy that falls under the TMI..to much information for me.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Gotcha. Alright so what did you drag my ass here for on my day off?”

Mr. James: “Simple next week you’ll be doing double duty.”

Jimmy Stryker: “What? Double duty are you fuckin’ crazy? Have you lost your mind? I’m not fighting twice next week.”

[ A word to the wise never ask you boss if he’s fuckin’ crazy. Mr. James stood up and grabbed me by my tie and tightened his fist around it.]

Mr. James: “Listen here you little shit! All I want you to do is be a guest referee in a match next week. You fight one match and referee another.”

Jimmy Stryker:”Umm.Sir I…I…I can’t breath.”

[ In a swift motion he let me go and shoved me back into my seat.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Thank You Sir,”

Mr. James:” Jimmy I’ll say this once. If you are not with me then you are against me. Do you understand that..don’t say anything smart just nod.”

[ I did just that.]

Mr. James: “Good. Now that we understand each other next week you will be the special guest referee in the Phoenix vs. Young match?”

Jimmy Stryker: “What? But Brandi can’t fight.”

Mr. James: “I don’t mean Brandi you moron.”

Jimmy Stryker:”Alright Sir, but what did Mike do to deserve a match against Tiffany?”

Mr. James: “I’m not talking about Mike either…”

[ Oh My Flippin’ God! This man is a true genius. If I have doubted him before I doubt him no longer.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Are you saying that you’re going to have Rick face Tiffany?”

Mr. James: “All in the name of good television my boy. I’m sure with Stryker TV you can understand and appreciate that. Am I correct?”

Jimmy Stryker: “Indeed I do Sir. So what do I have to do?”

Mr. James: “Just make sure the people get their money’s worth. See my fear is that Rick and Tiffany will get in the ring and won’t throw down. Jimmy I can’t have that now can I?”

Jimmy Stryker: “No you can not Sir. But like I said before why not have Alex do it.”

Mr. James: “Alex will be on hand but in his own way. I have special plans for Alex but I need someone who shares the same hate I do for Rick. Please don’t tell me I misjudged you James.”

Jimmy Stryker: “No Sir you have not. I’ll do it. But I do have one question.”

Mr. James: “Let me guess. You want to know what’s in it for you.”

Jimmy Stryker: “Naturally…”

Mr. James: “Well what do you want? And don’t say Brandi…Even though most think I’m heartless I will not hurt Rhiannon that way.”

Jimmy Stryker: “I do care for Rhiannon Sir. I merely was going to say that I’d like to keep the favor till I see it to be useful.”

Mr. James: “So you want nothing right now?”

Jimmy Stryker: “Not right now Mr. James but soon.”

Mr. James: “Why not demand something now? I don’t understand why you would do this.”

Jimmy Stryker: “It will be worth the price of admission Sir Trust me. Especially to see the looks on both Rick and Tiffany’s faces the first time he hits her. The look of pain and regret on his ugly mug accompanied by the hurt and disappointment in her eyes that he hurt her. It’s going to be a match to remember that’s for sure. I’ll do it for that and an I.O.U….Do we have a deal?”

Mr. James: “Indeed we do Jimmy..”

[ I stood up and shook Mr. James’s hand.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Will there be anything else?”

Mr. James: “That will be all for now.”

Jimmy Stryker;”Alright then I’ll be on my way home. Rhiannon is preparing dinner and I don’t want to be late.”

Mr. James: “Well don’t let me keep you.”

Jimmy Stryker: “C-ya later Mr. James..”

[ Feeling a bit more sure of my future here and knowing that I just gave into the dark side satisfied me. I nodded my head and made my way towards the door when he called out to me.]

Mr. James: “And Jimmy?”

[ Politely I turned around.]

Jimmy Stryker: “Yes”

Mr. James: “If you hurt Rhiannon, you’ll suffer the same fate I have planned for Rick and Mike Young. Are we clear:?”

Jimmy Stryker: “Crystal…Sir.”

Mr. James: “Excellent..you may go now.”

[ Even though I didn’t exactly like the way I was just spoken to I sucked it up. I felt that this wasn’t a battle I would win or even want. Mr. James is not like Samantha or even Maxwell. This man will not hesitate to take me down. For now he is my ally but it may not be long before he is my enemy.]

Slinging the Crap

I-M-P-A-C-T

Those six letters spell out what every man in the world of wrestling wishes to make. Making an appearance is always good; Making a name for yourself is even better; but making an IMPACT is untouchable. A wrestler can be judged on whether or not he's made an IMPACT in the federation for which he currenty resides. So what if you win a match? All men in the business must have some sort of talent or else they wouldn't have gotten here in the first place. Any wrestler can win a match on any given night. But not every wrestler has enough ability to make an IMPACT. That is a trait that few superstars posess.

By IMPACT it doesn't just mean attacking someone, or interfering in a match. It means showing up on a weekly basis and letting people know you have a purpose. Why get into the business if you don't plan on being the best? You DON'T! And everyone knows that the best make IMPACTS!

Time for me to make MY It's time for me to make MY IMPACT...Yeah Right...that bitch Samantha Raine's last act I swear was to fuck me over..Why? Ah so glad you asked that...the matches have been set and the brackets begun and who do I have. I have Cybil! Yet again color Jimmy Stryker the poster boy for the novelty match. Why out of everyone in this company do I have to take on Cyprus Lolita? Fuck it’s not like I haven’t done it before. You can tell that Samantha still had a heavy hand in making this shitty card. I say let Cyprus fight Skylar again and me have the newbie.

What kind of lesson do you think Skylar is going to teach the new kid? She may teach him how to sit properly and he may even borrow one of her cool Donna Reed dress but other than she will just rack up another loss and get her ego hurt even more. See I’m actually trying to play the role of the nice guy here…God it’s no wonder I feel so itchy. Niceness does not suit me at all! But I digress, back to Cybil I mean Cyprus. Is it really safe for this chick to be in the ring?

Does Samantha not know that she put me against the psycho Fem-X champion? Why the fuck does shit like this happen to me? I try to give my all and entertain you and all she does is still wonder about Cody Carson and struggling with her feeling for other men. It’s all a bunch of crap that I don’t give a shit about.

Infact Fuck You...This time hunny I'm going to play rough but it won't be the kind you like.