Eric Richards is whistling a tune to himself as he walks through the local grocery store looking for ingredients and meat for a good BBQ he was planning on having soon to celebrate his father's birthday. He was gettingto be in his late 50s and they were planning a nice gey together for him. His son Noah was in the seat attachment on his shopping cart, and Eric was trying to get him to laugh by blowing raspberries at him. It started to work as Noah began giggling a lot at him making Eric chuckle. He especially began giggling when Eric tickled his belly
"Heh silly kid" Eric said as he tickled Noah's belly "all smiles from you for the most part." As he waited for the meat to be sliced for him, he noticed a poster on the wall advertising a wrestling promotion called Chicago Championship Wrestling. It was for a wrestling event that was happening in a few days, and the tickets looked pretty affordable. He knew his wife Clair absolutely adored watching independent wrestling back in Sheperdsville, so he went up to one of the meat handlers
"Hey that wrestling promotion any good?" He asked the handler, who's nametag said "Peter" "my wife loves wrestling shows like that, she and I used to go to a lot of shows back in Kentucky. Heck, we once went to a big time event as a date"
"Yeah they have been putting on amazing shows since 2020, and most of them have been great. They are selling tickets at thier arena not far from here" He gives him the address to the small arena that used to be a bingo hall, and he heads over there after getting what he needs from the store. He sees a bit of a line to get tickets, so he waits while repeatedly getting Noah to laugh to keep him quiet.
"Sir?" The ticket seller asked when Eric's turn came up while he was looking at his son, getting his attention "its your turn sir"
"Oh yes! I would like to get two tickets for me and my wife. Don't worry I know a couple of people who could babysit."
"hey Eric Richards the football star!" The seller chuckles "hey if I let you have free tickets will you actually make more tackles?" Quickly realizing that joke wasn't amusing to Eric in the least judging from the look he is giving him, he quickly got the tickets out "H-here you are sir, I hope you enjoy the show"
"Keep your mouth shut next time, you'll live longer" Eric warned him as he headed back to the car. He then carefully checked the tickets, having learned from past experiences to always check for fake tickets every time he got one. He learned how to check for fakes from his Aunt Marge who used to work at a carnival as a ticket taker. She had to deal with a lot of fakes in her time and became am expert,, helping taking down a few counterfeit ticket selling operations. Sure enough, he sees plenty of tell tale signs, including some printing errors. One error might be forgivable. That many shows that they were fake.
Now pissed, he called his father Dean who he knew was at a bowling alley close by. He quickly explained the situation and told him to get here so he can watch Noah while he goes to confront the scam artist. Luckily it didn't take long for Dean to show up, and Eric had parked behind the arena while he waited.
"Son you better give him hell. Trying to scam good hard working people..." Dean says as he is handed Noah "Don't worry Noah, Grandpa is here" Noah poked Deans nose as Eric angrily headed to the scam artist who was getting ready to leave
"Hey you! These tickets are fake!" Eric says loud enough for everyone to hear as he gets close
"Hell are you talking about-" the seller starts to say before Eric cuts him off
"Everyone! Check your tickets!" The people around him began to check the tickets, then began to angrily approach the man. He tries to run, but Eric does a pitch perfect tackle to catch him "how's that for a tackle?!" Then the owner of the arena comes out and everyone comes up to him to explain the situation.
"This jackass again" the owner sighs "I was busy setting things up for the event, and I couldn't hear the commotion. His name is Kyle and he is a former associate of mine. And now he just tried to ruin my good name in various ways. Hey, at least I have an excuse to send him to jail this time. Thank you Eric, your tickets are free"
"Thank you sir. Now I really have to head home before my wife gets angry, she worries about me when I stay out for too long" As soon as Eric and Noah got home, Eric tells the story to Clair who sighs and giggles a little
"I swear Eric, why can't we have a normal day? You always seem to get in the weirdest situations and I swear I will not be surprised by anything anymore" She says when he finishes the story "but anyways, it was nice of him to give you free tickets"
"Yeah and it will be a great show to go too the day after Dad's party"
"Hell yeah it will!" Clair giggles "I haven't been to a wrestling show since our Ohio Valley Wrestling days!"
"Yeah I can see that" Eric says as he sits Noah down in his crib "I can get ether my parents or Tsuyu and her dad to babysit"
"Yeah I hope that they can do it. You know, I love you Eric" She says as they kiss "you have given me so many interesting stories and experiences"
"Is that the only reason?" Eric said, smiling coyly
"Among other reasons" Clair says, smiling just as coyly as they both get into a laughing fit and kiss once again
"Heh silly kid" Eric said as he tickled Noah's belly "all smiles from you for the most part." As he waited for the meat to be sliced for him, he noticed a poster on the wall advertising a wrestling promotion called Chicago Championship Wrestling. It was for a wrestling event that was happening in a few days, and the tickets looked pretty affordable. He knew his wife Clair absolutely adored watching independent wrestling back in Sheperdsville, so he went up to one of the meat handlers
"Hey that wrestling promotion any good?" He asked the handler, who's nametag said "Peter" "my wife loves wrestling shows like that, she and I used to go to a lot of shows back in Kentucky. Heck, we once went to a big time event as a date"
"Yeah they have been putting on amazing shows since 2020, and most of them have been great. They are selling tickets at thier arena not far from here" He gives him the address to the small arena that used to be a bingo hall, and he heads over there after getting what he needs from the store. He sees a bit of a line to get tickets, so he waits while repeatedly getting Noah to laugh to keep him quiet.
"Sir?" The ticket seller asked when Eric's turn came up while he was looking at his son, getting his attention "its your turn sir"
"Oh yes! I would like to get two tickets for me and my wife. Don't worry I know a couple of people who could babysit."
"hey Eric Richards the football star!" The seller chuckles "hey if I let you have free tickets will you actually make more tackles?" Quickly realizing that joke wasn't amusing to Eric in the least judging from the look he is giving him, he quickly got the tickets out "H-here you are sir, I hope you enjoy the show"
"Keep your mouth shut next time, you'll live longer" Eric warned him as he headed back to the car. He then carefully checked the tickets, having learned from past experiences to always check for fake tickets every time he got one. He learned how to check for fakes from his Aunt Marge who used to work at a carnival as a ticket taker. She had to deal with a lot of fakes in her time and became am expert,, helping taking down a few counterfeit ticket selling operations. Sure enough, he sees plenty of tell tale signs, including some printing errors. One error might be forgivable. That many shows that they were fake.
Now pissed, he called his father Dean who he knew was at a bowling alley close by. He quickly explained the situation and told him to get here so he can watch Noah while he goes to confront the scam artist. Luckily it didn't take long for Dean to show up, and Eric had parked behind the arena while he waited.
"Son you better give him hell. Trying to scam good hard working people..." Dean says as he is handed Noah "Don't worry Noah, Grandpa is here" Noah poked Deans nose as Eric angrily headed to the scam artist who was getting ready to leave
"Hey you! These tickets are fake!" Eric says loud enough for everyone to hear as he gets close
"Hell are you talking about-" the seller starts to say before Eric cuts him off
"Everyone! Check your tickets!" The people around him began to check the tickets, then began to angrily approach the man. He tries to run, but Eric does a pitch perfect tackle to catch him "how's that for a tackle?!" Then the owner of the arena comes out and everyone comes up to him to explain the situation.
"This jackass again" the owner sighs "I was busy setting things up for the event, and I couldn't hear the commotion. His name is Kyle and he is a former associate of mine. And now he just tried to ruin my good name in various ways. Hey, at least I have an excuse to send him to jail this time. Thank you Eric, your tickets are free"
"Thank you sir. Now I really have to head home before my wife gets angry, she worries about me when I stay out for too long" As soon as Eric and Noah got home, Eric tells the story to Clair who sighs and giggles a little
"I swear Eric, why can't we have a normal day? You always seem to get in the weirdest situations and I swear I will not be surprised by anything anymore" She says when he finishes the story "but anyways, it was nice of him to give you free tickets"
"Yeah and it will be a great show to go too the day after Dad's party"
"Hell yeah it will!" Clair giggles "I haven't been to a wrestling show since our Ohio Valley Wrestling days!"
"Yeah I can see that" Eric says as he sits Noah down in his crib "I can get ether my parents or Tsuyu and her dad to babysit"
"Yeah I hope that they can do it. You know, I love you Eric" She says as they kiss "you have given me so many interesting stories and experiences"
"Is that the only reason?" Eric said, smiling coyly
"Among other reasons" Clair says, smiling just as coyly as they both get into a laughing fit and kiss once again