Thursday, March 24, 2011

The J-Transfer - Mistaken Identity



March 24th 2011



This is Jay Phillips with another edition of the J-Transfer. Since the tournament, we haven’t heard anything from “The Star Player” Johnny Young. I decided to spend some time with this NRWL superstar and get his opinions on the state of the fourth season.




I met with Johnny on his way to the NRWL training facility. I rode shotgun in his BMW. He said it was great because now he could (legally) use the carpool lane. I was glad to help. While driving, he had this to say about the NRWL.




Talk about your boring roster! Is there anyone, save for maybe that Paris guy who seems to have a personality? I mean, honestly, if I had a kid, I’d put anyone from the roster in front of them and the kid would be sleeping in seconds. I guess they just don’t make them like Johnny Young. Awww yeah.




I don’t think this is legal but Johnny was doing some weight training with dumbbells while driving. When I asked him about the ring talent of the others on the roster, he had some opinions too.




Ah, well, there’s definitely some talent in the ring. I don’t think I saw a body as impressive as mine but I definitely think that it’s a better crop than there ever was before. I have a few people I need to put in their place, that Bruno Kowalski for one. All in good time, Jim.




I corrected him on getting my name wrong but he just laughed. Unfortunately, the laughs ended as we arrived in the parking lot. Johnny went to pull into a spot in front of the building but quickly jumped out of his car and started a scene.




Can you believe this?! What is going on here? Oh, the nerve! This is my spot! It’s been my spot for years and everyone knows it! Who’s the dead man who parked in The Star Player’s parking spot? What’s this? A Rammstein sticker? Hm. It’s a Volkswagen, too. Oh man. I know whose car this is. Jay Philbin, you are witness to this. There’s only one person that this could possibly be and that’s Meinrad von Brakkus. What an arrogant jerk. I’d expect no less from a piece of Eurotrash like him. He’ll pay for this. Mark my words, he’ll regret parking this cheap hunk of metal in my parking spot. Aww yeah!




At this point, Johnny grabbed his gear and went inside. I don’t think he noticed but at the same time Meinrad von Brakkus was leaving the facility and walking to his car, which was parked on the other side of the lot.