Everyone knows about Jeff Hardys issues with drugs over the years the arrests, turning up to shows late and incoherent (if he turned up at all), the collapses, the botched moves hed be fired twice over his recreational narcotic intake, once by WWE in 2003 and once by TNA in 2006. In 2009, Hardy was charged with felonies under federal drug trafficking laws after police raided his home and found hundreds of prescription pills, steroids and cocaine. He only escaped significant jail time in September 2011 by copping a guilty plea and negotiating the charges down. Back with TNA again, in March 2011, he arrived at their Victory Road pay-per-view for a main event match with Sting in absolutely no condition to perform, causing the company to call an audible and have Sting pin him in ninety seconds. He was sent home from the next days Impact taping, but not fired, as by 2011 his star had risen to the point where he was no longer disposable. His older brother Matt, on the other hand, was a bit of an eye-opener. Always considered the consistent, reliable and levelheaded one (in and out of the ring), in 2010 Hardy found himself sent home from a WWE European tour due to his erratic behaviour. Never the worlds greatest mic guy, Hardy was somehow always under the impression that he was far more talented and charismatic than was really the case. He had taken to posting rambling videos to Youtube at all hours, displaying an almost superhuman level of delusional thinking, on the odd occasion that they made sense at all. When finally let go by WWE, Hardy the elder went to TNA, and appeared on their programming overweight, with comically braided hair and a vacant, glassy-eyed air. The sensible older brother was following in his kid brothers footsteps. He stumbled through various matches and feuds for the next few months, until TNA suspended him: hed be fired following a DUI in August of 2011. Matt and Jeff Hardy seem to have more or less cleaned up their acts since 2011. Jeff is currently on the shelf after suffering a broken leg in a spill from a dirt bike, while Matt wrestles for whomever he pleases. Sadly, even drug free Matt is oddly douchey, still cutting terrible, terrible promos online and tweeting his own aphorisms as though he was a guru of some sort.
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