*Dusty is spending today flying from his homely Los Angeles to Atlanta, Georgia to pick up his new ringside enforcer Brendan Shore. For those who don't know the story, Dusty and Rusty met Brendan Shore will trying to get into a nightclub the other week in Atlanta after Rage. Brendan was the bouncer for the club, and when Dusty and Rusty once again got that competitive itch, this time in freestyle rapping, Brendan volunteered to serve as beatbox, that's when the line of people got pushed over the edge, and then pushed Brendan over. Brendan is a big guy, 6 foot 6, 275 pounds of pure muscle. Dusty felt empathy for any guy that has to work as a bouncer, so he decided he could kill two birds with one stone, stop outside interference against him, and give this guy the break of a lifetime, working a job that would hardly be considered such by millions of other people. While he had to miss Rage this past week to fufill his final bouncer obligations, he is now ready to join in the Dusty J Mania and come back to Hollywood. The plane finally lands at the airport in Atlanta, where Brendan should be meeting Dusty at baggage claim. After a long day of flying, Dusty just wants to pick up Brendan and take a nap, but unfortunately that won't be happening, as Brendan is taking Dusty to Turner Field to catch "America's Team," The Atlanta Braves. Today they are playing the Milwaukee Brewers, a team with good young core players, and entering today's play only a game under the .500 mark. Dusty is especially excited to see Prince Fielder, JJ Hardy, and Rickie Weeks. Dusty arrives at baggage claim to see the big man Shore already holding his bag. Dusty jogs over to the big guy and high fives are exchanged before they go out to the front to meet the limo that Dusty called in for them. They get in and begin the drive to Turner Field while engaging in friendly chit chat.*

So Brendan, how are you man? Excited to finally get started with this job or what?

Definitely man, i'm telling you bouncing is one of the toughest jobs to do, and I have to work late at night. This job is going to be refreshing, let me tell you that much.

Well you'll be coming out to the ring with me at Dementia for my match with Rusty, not that I think he's going to cheat or anything, but i've known the guy for almost twenty years, and he will get dirty if he feels it necessary. He's not above a dirty tactic or two.

Yeah, i've seen him wrestle.

Not a big time cheapskate or anything, unless you're at a restaurant with him, but he'll use some underhanded methods.

Well with me at ringside for the match I don't think you'll be seeing any of that.

I think you underestimate his ability to cheat, ha.

I think we'll be alright though, you've overcome cheating before, you're Dusty J man, the best in the business.

Yeah, I think he wants to prove that he can score a legitimate pinfall off of me anyway. What would cheating really accomplish for him if that's what he strives to do? I know Rusty, and Rusty knows me, the both of us want to go out there and win it cleanly, straight edged. If our opponents cheat, then maybe we'll slip a hook of the tights in there for payback, but I know that I will never initiate dirty play into the matches i'm in, and Rusty has enough self respect not to, either.

Good stuff man, you're a stand up guy, that's why all those people and all those kids love you.

This stuff is not worth doing unless you're doing it for those fans man, don't ever forget that. They're bigger than win/loss records, big money contracts, endorsements, or championship belts.

Yeah. Hey look, there's Turner Field, we're just in time to catch the Braves take batting practice man!

*The limousine pulls into the front of Turner Field, where Dusty and Brendan get out to let the limo driver park. The two make their way through the main entrance as the gates open. They make their way in and gaze at the cool booths, displays, and the Braves Team Store. Brendan looks at his tickets and leads Dusty to their seats, left field, section 132, row 15, seats 102 and 103. After finding their seats, they head over to get some delicious ballpark hot dogs and sodas, ready to take back some of America's Pasttime before they have to head back to sunny California. Dusty is spotted by Larry "Chipper" Jones while shagging fly balls during batting practice, and ol' Larry tosses Dusty a ball. The game soon begins, and after five innings, the Brewers are pounding Atlanta 7-1, Carlos Lee has hit two home runs in the game.*

So what exactly is my job description? Just coming out to the ring with you and looking pretty?

Well like I said, just stop guys from trying to play dirty, that's really all. You'll do other things of course, maybe help Greg do this and that. Not that big of a deal really, just didn't want to see you waste away at some trashy night club.

You know Dusty, you remind me a lot of the Atlanta Braves.

Huh? What do you mean?

Well the Braves have won thirteen straight division championships, no small feat. The team has always come back year after year no matter who they lose to free agency, trade, or anything like that and just keep winning. They are the most consistently good ballclub in the Major Leagues and have been for quite some time; hell, the Yankees were sucking when Atlanta took some of their Eastern Division crowns. You come in day after day, Rage after Rage and do your thing, winning matches and all sorts of accolades. You're a one time EFW Worlds Heavyweight Champion, the Atlanta Braves during this streak have won one World Series title. A lot of people say that Atlanta has done nothing but "choke" away their opportunites to claim the richest prize in organized sports, but I disagree. To even make the playoffs for so many years in a row is a tribute to how great the organization is run, coached, and the players that go in daily and play for the team. Despite these other guys making their little runs, like the Yankees and their four World Series titles, they're fighting for their Wild Card lives now instead of romping through the American League East, and might not even make the playoffs. The Braves here, well they're about to capture the division yet again, and you're going into an EFW Pay-Per-View as one of the biggest selling points of the show again. You just do the thing. Go out and do the thing.

You know something Brendan? As much as I appreciate those kind words, I still don't think I can consider myself in the same "league" that these Braves are. The hardest thing to do in sports is hit a baseball, not win wrestling matches. I'll put them a good notch above me for the time being. I really can't give myself any accolades until Dementia when Rusty and I square off. This will be our first meeting in the professional wrestling ranks and everybody back home in Hollywood is psyched up about this one, their two native sons going at it. Hell, I even know that there are bets about this one all over town with the local gangs to the expensive big time casinos in Vegas. Rusty and I, we know each other like the back of our damn hands, it's going to be my toughest challenge yet. But if it's anything like these Atlanta Braves, i'll be able to conquer it, no matter what happens.

*The Braves make a slight comeback in the sixth inning, scoring three runs to make the score 7-4. Then in the bottom half of the eight inning they score three on a pinch hit three run bomb by Julio Franco to tie the game up. The Braves bullpen takes care of the Brew Crew 1-2-3 in the top of the ninth, and in the bottom half of the inning Marcus Giles hits a solo shot to win the game and send the home fans home happy. The familiar rally music hits as the drummers begin playing the familiar winning tune. Dusty and Brendan make their way out of crowded Turner Field and hop into their waiting ride, back to the airport they go. When they arrive at the airport they notice that the first flight back to Los Angeles leaves in about an hour, they quickly buy tickets and go through the usual bothers of baggage checking. They sleep the night away on the plane, awaiting their arrival back home.*

Dusty, Brendan, how are you guys? I saw the game last night on TBS, what a comeback huh? I even saw you guys sitting in the crowd, Brendan's muscles clued me in on that, cool huh?

*Dusty and Brendan have arrived at LAX, meeting Greg Dixson at baggage claim. The three hop into the nearest taxi cab and go back to Dusty's house. When they get there Greg prepares to grill up some food for a big barbeque. Doesn't matter how fat he is, Greg Dixson's number one priority is always food and friends, and here he's going to take care of both. He's even wearing his "Kiss The Fatass" apron.*

Oh Dust before I forget to mention it, Rusty called you up last night.

Oh yeah? What did he want? Borrow more cash? Freakin swindler...

No no no, he just wanted you to come down to the gym and train with him for Dementia.

Yeah right. Last time he wanted to "Train" with me it was for 8th grade basketball's 1 on 1 tournament, we were going to meet in the finals in front of the entire school. That no good SOB dropped a barbell on my big toe by "accident."

Ha ha! Well I told him you were in Atlanta, so just call him back whenever.

Alright Greg. Hey, how are those burgers and dogs looking?

Almost ready for mass consumption!

Great, i'll get some beers.

And The Braves game is coming on, good stuff, barbeque and baseball, my favorite things in the world.

*The three amigos watched the baseball game while they ate some of the best grilled food courtesy of Greg Dixson. Dusty knows that this can be his last day of binge eating though, as his match at Dementia draws closer, his attention must be thrusted towards Rusty, what a match it will be. Friend versus friend, Homie versus Homie. Braves versus Brewers?*