"Hey baby, how are you doing?"
Gino couldn't believe it; Jimmy Hart was at the other end of the phone line.
Gino: "Jimmy, that's a surprise. What can I do for you?"
Jimmy: "Well, you probably heard that Vince is doing some shows in the Northeast with Jerry Jarrett."
Gino: "So, I heard. I'm sure you and your guys are gonna have a blast."
Jimmy: "Well, that's the thing, baby, I'm not booked."
Gino: "Wait, what? You're not booked. With all the things you did in Memphis with Jerry Lawler?"
Jimmy: "I know for some reasons, Vince chose some guys. And a lot of the other guys were left in the cold."
Gino: "Wow, sorry to hear that."
Jimmy: "Well, all the guys that Vince raided from you in the mid-80's; they're among them. They're not booked either."
Gino: "OK, but why are you telling me this?"
Jimmy: "Because, I think that with everything Dino, the Rougeaus and Rick told me, Vince robbed you of your living. Montreal was such a great territory with the best reputation you could ever have. I think you should have another shot, baby."
Gino: "Get to the point, Jimmy."
Jimmy: "Dino, Jacques, Raymond, Rick....everyone, they wanna stick it to McMahon. They wanna come back and blow the roof out of the Forum. They really wanna do this."
Gino: "Well, that's all good, Jimmy, but I'm gonna need more than 4 guys."
Jimmy: "Just give me a couple of days to convince you, baby. I'm gonna find some other guys and we're gonna get this thing going."
Gino: "OK but ----"
Jimmy Hart hung up before Gino could even complete his sentence. Gino had that weird feeling in his gut. He didn't know what it was. It certainly wasn't distrust because Jimmy Hart never had that reputation in the business, period. Maybe it was the chance to finish what his father Jack Britton had started decades ago. What the likes of Eddy Auger & Yvon Robert had done before him. Resurrecting pro wrestling in Montreal.
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