The Worst Tag Team Partner Ever

[fishes_dreams]

    "Give 'em the tomahawk, Ronny!  Then let me finish 'em!" cried the eleven-year-old over the squeaking of the rusty trampoline springs.  His hand was stretched out, absolutely begging to be tagged, and his blood-lust was reaching a fever pitch.  His friend was sloppily executing  professional wrestling moves on another classmate, bouncing, bouncing.  But the glory was not to be his that afternoon in the not-so-squared circle.  Little Ronny left his partner hanging and pinned his opponent .
    "One...two...three, ding, ding, ding!"
    The match was over.  They never spoke again.