by BD1899 on Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:37 am
Chapter 1 - The Night Before
It's about 2:00 in the morning. A man pulls up in front of his house and drunkenly staggers out of his car towards the house. He finally makes it to his house, nearly tripping over the doorstep. He slowly takes out his keys to the house and clumsily unlocks the door. He opens the door, turns on the lights of his living room, and proceeds to dial a number on his cell phone. The phone rang for about 30 seconds before someone on the other side finally picked up.
"Hello?"
The man on the other side of the phone was both sleepy and aggravated with the person on the other side of the phone. He was sleeping prior to the phone call, and was obviously not to happy to be woken up at this time of night.
"Hello, Mark? It's me, Dan."
"Dan? Dan who?"
Dan quickly got aggressive in his tone of voice.
"What do you mean Dan who!? Dan Gilbert! Who else!"
"*sigh* Dan, why do you keep calling me? This is the fifth time that you've called me this week. Can't you call back at a normal time for a change?"
"Look Mark, I need someone to talk to. Someone who's been with the franchise as long as you have. I need some advice."
"What are you talking about!? I don't work for the Cav's organization!? I haven't since I've been a player!"
"Does it matter?"
"*sigh* No, I guess it doesn't if you put it that way. Can you at least tell me why you're calling at 2 o'clock in the morning?"
"I couldn't have called any earlier. The bar I was at didn't have a working phone so I had..."
"Wait a minute. Bar? Dan, don't tell you were drinking and driving AGAIN!"
"...Yea, so? What's your point?"
"My point is if you hit someone and kill them, you'll be in more trouble than anything LeBron has caused you."
"That's the problem."
"Who? LeBron? Just forget about him, Dan. He left, now you should move on."
Dan Gilbert's voice began to get noticeably sadder.
"Don't you see, Mark? It's hopeless! It all started with that stupid letter! I don't think I'll ever live that down!"
"You should have used Times New Roman..."
"You think? Nobody ever asks my side of the story! Nobody would believe that one of my kids deleted half of my fonts off of Microsoft Office and I had to make due with what I had!
"Is that the truth?"
"No, but if it was they wouldn't believe me!"
"Dan, its late. Maybe you should just go to bed and talk to me when your sober..."
Dan Gilbert seemed to completely ignore his suggestion. His voice once again got angry in tone.
"You know what! You know who's fault this is! It's all Danny Ferry's fault!"
"Ferry doesn't work for you anymore, Dan. He left before you sent out that letter.'
"I don't care! This is all his fault! He's just as much a coward as the self-proclaimed king was! Next time I catch him in his GM office, I'm going to show him what happens to cowards!
"Dan, calm down! Your making a big deal out of nothing. Hello, Dan? You there?
Just then, Mark Price was answered with a loud dial tone. He mutter a few curses under his breath before he hung up the phone and headed back to bed.
To be continued...
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BD1899 on Mon Nov 08, 2010 6:37 am, edited 2 times in total.
