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The audience starts to get a little impatient as they see now that the ring had eben set up with a brown carpeting and was complete with what looked like it's own bar that was even being tended by a rather attractive female. It was then that "Kiss me I'm Shitfaced" by the Dropkick Murphys started to play over the speakers, this enciting a bit of confusion over who might be coming out.

I play in a band, we're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and be gone for the night
'Cause I'm more than a handful, you'll see!

Still nobody came out, but then as the chorus started up Michael came out from behind the curtains wearing blue jeans and an Ohio state jersey. The crowd started to cheer loudly at this as Michael headed down towards the ring with a smirk on his face.

So kiss me, I'm shitfaced
I'm soaked, I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round

Slowly he made his way down to the ring, slapping the hands of fans as eh walked by them. Once he had made it to the ring he moves over towards the stairs, climbing them up and onto the edge fo the ring, looking out over the crowd once mroe before climbing int othe ring itself. On the bar sat a Mic which he picked up as the music faded. "Ok, I was thinking the other day that there was one thing that this show needed, booze." He said this with a laugh. "You see, I find that we all tend to tell more honestly what we think when we have a little of the firewater." The crowd was incredably confused by this, not sure wether to cheer or not sicne it might eb meaning a change in the way Michael acted. Michael though kept on, "But before we go any further, let's ge ta warm welcome to the lady behind the bar, Miss Renee LLoyd." As he motioned to her with his hand he moved the hand down once and then back up, the fans cheering at this one. "allright then, I htink that it is time that I call out the first guest ever to what I like to call "Drinking with Michael", Jonathan Coachman, come on down!" HE finished this in a mock of the price is right.

Michael looked out over the crowd as the bood, probably wondering why i ngods name he would want to do a talk with the coach. "Hey hey hey, cmon now, give the man a break. I mean just because he's simply a pinch hitter doesn't mean he can't suck as bad as the next GM." Many of the fans let out a laugh at this as he now took a seat. "Ok then, first things first though..." He turned towrds Renee with a smirk and a wink. "Scotch on the rocks if you please." Renee flashed him a smile as she poured the drink, making a bit of a show out of it, licing her lips once as she handed it to him. "Thank you much, and you Coach? What wil lyou have?" Even with the comment he had made earlier he was still feigning simple freindliness towards the coach. Renee simply gave a look at the coachman as if to say "Do I have to serve him?".

Renee slapepd the drink together, skimping on the alcohol and then setting the drink down for coach with little care, a bit of the dirnk sloshing up out fo the glass. Michael too ka drink of his scotch and then spoke int othe mic. "Well, I'm curious how it's been for you having had to take over for Cyrus?"
As soon as coach would go to answer though Michael would go to continue on. "I mean, after all you are, well, the coach, and running something like this does take, skill." HE said this in parts, as if trying to think of the ebst words to use i nthe sentence.

Mcihael nodded a little as coach spoke and then let a smirk part his lips. "So, ratings have never been higher huh? Do you want to know WHY those ratings are so high right now?" As soon as he asked this he took another sip of his scotch.

"Honestly, it's because everyone here, myself included knows you'll screw up, and we all wish to see it when it happens. But that isn't the only reason, the best reason is even better." The crowd resided with a big "WHAT IS IT?" Though they were all pretty certain what was on Michael's mind. "Well let me show you." Michael stood up now, moving to the ropes and signaling for the tron to come on, the lights dimming as a long string of video's started to play, all being of Coaches "wrestling" which has allways ended in a bad way for him.