(The camera fades into a darkened gym, two voices are heard in the darkness and then a loud thump. The camera pans over and we see two figures are seen in the ring. They are both lying on the mat. Then, as if on cue, they both kip up and one of them goes for cross body on the other but is caught in mid air and is thrown to the mat. The thrown opponent rises to its knees and holds up its hands. The other begins to shake, apparently laughing. The lights in the place explode on and the figures are revealed as none other than Heather DiRocco and Jake Lyon. Jake stands there laughing as Heather sits on the ground catching her breath and eyeing Jake menacingly)Heather: I thought we said no power moves?
Jake: Oh yeah, and your little Love's Anguish was 'accidentally' latched on for like five minutes!
(The two are dressed in their normal ring attire. Jake with his trunks and boots and Heather with her tight top and short shorts. The two share a laugh and exit the ring, they both grab a towel from a bench and begin to pat themselves down. They notice the camera at the same time and let out an exasperated sigh. Jake holds up his hand signifying five minutes. Heather hands Jake an envelope, gives him a pat on the back and heads to the showers. Jake looks at the envelope and then back at Heather. He looks at the camera man and holds up four fingers. The camera man nods and moves to get a better shot of the two teen phenoms)
Jake: Well, I guess we found out a little more of Dante than we really wanted to didn't we? Honestly Dante, a history lesson is great from an old guy like you. I mean, you've seen it all right? I mean, listening to you preach about the olympics in the old days would be pretty cool and stuff. But come on now, no one wanted to hear about, or even worse imagine, you fucking an illiterate whore. You may think yourself to be hot stuff where you come from, Los Angeles. Oh man, LA is just famous for their basketball teams aren't they? A team that can't count past three with a point guard that can't count either. Eighteen is ABOVE fifteen Kobe, not below it. Something I'm sure Dante will hear about in a few years no doubt. Sixteen is also below eighteen Dante, so yeah, the dude you fucked was underage.
I usually don't like to stoop so low as to hit gay jokes but man, when you have someone as stupid as Dante around, you kind have to. All he does is talk about how much people love him and say how he avoids San Fran. Please, you prolly make daily visits out there man. The zoo is for looking at the animals Dante, not for finding your new cabin boy. Ladies love you huh? I seem to remember going from arena to arena and seeing nothing but signs reading how much of a bitch you are, or how much you sucked, or how bad you got your ass handed to you at the pay per view. In fact, a few of us got a list going in the back, it's kinda fun. It's like the game where you write down the state where the license plate is from. Good stuff it is, my favorite has to be this one that we saw last week. This one dude in the front row had a sign reading 'Dante make me a pizza! Mama Mia!' I laughed my ass off when I came to the ring, mainly because it's true you stupid greaseball.
You wanna call Heather a whore huh? It figures old people like you would call young people like her that. You prolly yell at kids to stop skateboarding on your sidewalk and to get off your yard too don't you? Times have changed grandpa. People flirt and sex is common these days. And by sex I mean sex where you don't have to pay, something you prolly haven't done in a while huh? Sorry that the girls don't like the boxer look, I mean having three teeth might be a turn on for some women, but its no girls I would touch with a ten foot pole. You may have the money, but do you have the looks? Nah, plastic surgery is a great thing though Dante, you should look into it...a lot.
Anyways, you say that I'm the number one contender for Jack Shit? Well, let's just review here. How long have I been in this fed? About two or so weeks, now how long have you been here? Since the beginning of SW right? Okay, so I have two wins under my belt and zero losses. How many wins do you have? Oh yeah! You have two too! That's crazy! But whoa, you have two losses and a draw don't you? Oops on your part. Now onto the title thing, one more match this week and I'm the number one contender for the tag titles, how much gold do you have? Oh yeah, that's right, you have the Jack Shit Title! And you were in the main event at the ppv for the Supreme Title! Man, you choked, plain and simple. So before you go around saying how much ass you kick and how much higher you are on the roster than me, take a look at YOUR record before you make an ass of yourself. Okay? Thanks pal.
The two of us will meet tomorrow and we will see who the better man is, or hell, you could be beat by Heather. That would be hilarious wouldn't it? Your whole macho crap about how women don't belong in the ring and you get beat byo one? That's justice if you ask me. But personally, I hope it comes down to the two of us, going toe to toe. You will find out why they call me the King of the Jungle. Why people should and will respect me. You may think that you should be respected because of your past titles and victories, I should be respected because what I am GOING to do. Number one on my list of things to do, is to beat your ass all over that ring. So if you excuse me, your four minutes are up.
(Jake throws on an O'Neill t-shirt and grabs his bag. He gives a nod to the camera and heads to the locker room)
Respect the future