Strike Fantasy Towers
Tuesday Night Titans™
With John Cartwright and Randy White
12/09/03
Tuesday Night 8:00pm Live From Mobile Civic Center, Mobile, AL

The custom red limousine of Big T arrives. Big T with Pandoura on his arm steps out of the limousine first. They are followed by the new Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion Connor MacDaddy, who is followed by Erik Dean, Kevin, Mike Zybala, SmurfMaster, Travis Malekpour, Kabal, Allisa O' Toole, and of course Aj Nin Red Rum. Big T has a pissed off look on his face as he storms inside the Mobile Civic Center. He is so pissed off that he even pulls his arm away from Pandoura and keeps walking fast and then faster.

JC: Looks like Big T has something on his mind.

RW: I bet he's heated because of what happened at the end of Inferno.

Big T is pretty much by himself as he heads right for the start position just behind the curtain.

JC: Looks like he is on his way out here.

Two quarters drop on a table on the StrikeTron. "Shit Hits The Fan" by Obie Trice ft. Dre and Eminem hits and Big T walks out immediately and by himself without the rest of XCW. He storms down the ramp and rolls in the ring. He brags the mic from some random ringside guy. He stands in the middle of the ring with a pissed off look on his face.

RW: This outta be interesting.

Big T: SOMEBODY BACK IN THE TRUCK PLAY THE FOOTAGE FROM INFERNO!!! NOW!!!

The lights go out and "Shoots and Ladders" by Korn hits. Green pyro shoots off and the lights comeback on as Shadow walks out with the World Title over his shoulder. He walks down the ramp with a mic in his hand. He walks up the steps and enters the ring. He walks to the middle of the ring where Big T is standing.

Shadow: Tony, I must congratulate Connor on his win.

We go back to Big T live.

Big T: Skip that crap!! Go past all the speaking bullsh*t from Shadow to me.

Shadow turns around and charges Big T. Shadow tackles Big T down to the mat and starts beating the shit out of Big T. Shadow gets up, so does Big T. Shadow whips Big T into the ropes. Shadow grabs Big T by the back of his head and rams him into the steel cage face first. Big T bounces off the cage and hits the mat. He lies there for a moment until Shadow picks him up. Shadow runs him into the steel cage again face first. And again Big T bounces back and lies on the mat. Shadow picks Big T up and Big T is beginning to bleed. Shadow then drags Big T to a corner. Shadow lifts Big T up and sits him on the top rope so Big T is facing the crowd. Shadow then climbs up to the top rope. He puts Big T's head between his legs.

Jake: I think Shadow is going to hit his move. What's the name of it?

Emily: Falling Through the Looking Glass!!

As Emily says it, Shadow jumps off the top rope and hits it on Big T. Shadow holds his ass as he gets up. But he has a devilish smile on his face as he looks at the unconscious Big T laying on the mat. Shadow stares down at the bloody unconscious Big T and just begins laughing at him.

Jake: Remember when Big T and XCW laughed at Shadow and SFW at November Reign?

Emily: Yeah!

Jake: He who has the last laugh, laughs loudest and Shadow is laughing very loud right now.

We go back live to Big T in the Civic Center. XCW members begin coming down the ramp.

Big T: Shadow you stupid bastard!! Thought that was funny did you? Well you old f**k, how do you like this for funny. I... We, declare open war on anyone and everyone who wants to side with the SFW faction!!! You side with Shadow and SFW and XCW will put your ass in the f**king hospital!!

The fans boo!!

Big T: We're not done yet!! You know the show on Saturday Night called Blackout. Well the President of SFT and I sat down after Inferno and we have decided to pull rank. Say the f**k goodbye to Blackout.... And welcome back SLAUGHTER!!! XCW's Slaughter!!!

The fans give a mixed reaction, half are SFW fans well the other half are XCW fans.

Big T: There is only two men who could possibly commentate on Slaughter and they are as of now re-hired, Steve and Phil.

Big T pauses.

Big T: The biggest mistake you made Shadow was putting your hands on me. Bad idea man. You have no idea of what you started at Inferno when you hit me with the Falling Through the Looking Glass!! You've started a war that you and your boys simple will not win!!

Big T seems to get dizzy for a moment. Connor and Pandoura support him so he doesn't fall. He regains composure.

Big T: As you can see due to that very move I have a bit of a concussion. But I wanted to make sure I was here tonight. But aside from all that, we must congratulate Connor on his World Title win at Inferno in the steel cage. Congratulations Connor on beating that punk Sean Lane.

Big T hands the mic to Connor MacDaddy as XCW gives Connor high fives and daps.

Connor MacDaddy: For those who thought the sweetness could beat me, you thought wrong! Sean Lane isn't jack sh....

"Shoots and Ladders" by Korn hits as the lights dim. Shadow steps out with Glenn Owen by his side. ICON, Dave Steel, Accountant, Goldeneye, Doom, and Ian Wynn all stand behind them. XCW glare at them for interrupting them. Shadow has a mic.

Shadow: So Mr. Jesus, how's your head feeling? A bit of a concussion I gave you, huh?

Shadow laughs.

Big T: F**k you, you son of a bitch!!

Shadow: NO.....Tony, no. You got what you deserved. Your boys were attacking SFW guys all night at Inferno, not to mention the PPV when they cost Sean Lane the World Title.

Big T: Hey, I believe it was your guys who first struck at Inferno when Ian Wynn tricked Aj Nin into running after him and then Accountant and Goldeneye did a number on Kabal, embarrassing him by throwing him into the womens locker room.

You can hear Goldeneye say something.

Goldeneye: That was funny, wasn't it?

The SFW guys laugh.

Big T: You think this is all just a be joke? You need to take us more seriously.

Shadow: Yeah, ok, whatever. But hey listen, my friend Glenn here didn't appreciate what Kevin and Travis did to him.

Allisa takes the mic from Big T.

Allisa: Oh, you mean our little dress-up thing.

Allisa and the XCW faction laughs. Shadow: Go ahead Allisa, laugh all you want. I know about your part in that Miss knock on the door and run. But hey, I got an idea. Since you wanna be an accomplice in that little escapade, you get to face Sean Lane later this week on Blackout.

Kevin: That's Slaughter Shadow. Slaughter. Shadow: Yeah, whatever Kevin. Your just lucky your not active right now. But hey, that's fine. You guys wanna re-name shows. That's cool. How about this then, that match on Slaughter with Allisa versus Sean Lane will be for Allisa's United States Championship. But you know what, scratch that, Sean Lane doesnt need her Title, Im sure he'll kick her ass just for fun!

Allisa: What? He can't do that! You can't do that!!

Shadow: Oh, but I can and I have. But I'm not done yet. Connor....

Big T: Don't even think about Shadow. He isn't defending the World Title against anybody. He just won the thing.

Shadow: Calm down Tony. World Title can stay around his waist for now. But he will defend the Intercontinental Title on Slaughter.

Big T: No he isn't.

Shadow: Either he does or I'll simply strip him of it. Your choice.

Connor MacDaddy: Fine. I'll defend it. Who you got?

Shadow: You know Connor, you must take me for a fool. Do you really believe I believed that you wanted Tony to call the match done the middle on Inferno? I'm nobodies fool Connor.

Connor MacDaddy: Yeah, so I lied. Sue me.

Shadow: I thought so. You deserve to be punished as well. So you will defend the Intercontinental Title in a handicap match against Phantom and

Connor MacDaddy: Let me guess, Knife?

Shadow: No, not Knife. You will defend the Intercontinental Title against Phantom and.... Goldeneye.

Connor and XCW don't like that very much. Big T and Erik Dean begin talking. They break and Dean has the mic.

Erik Dean: Ummm, we're going to pull rank here. It will not be a handicap match. It will be a tag team match. Phantom and Goldeneye versus Connor MacDaddy and a partner of his choosing.

Shadow: Okay, that's fine. But he may only choose an XCW faction member who: 1) Isn't wrestling already on Slaughter and 2) Is an active member of the SFT roster. Which leaves only two chooses... Erik Dean or Mike Zybala. Your choose Connor, pick one.

Connor thinks for a moment.

Connor MacDaddy: I choose..... Mike Zybala to be my partner.

Shadow: Fine by me. But to add a bit more to this match. Whoever gets the pin on whomever on the other team wins the Intercontinental Title. Which means if Goldeneye pins Mike Zybala, he wins the IC Title. But if Mike Zybala pins Phantom, then Mike wins the gold. So think about that... Mike.

Shadow laughs devilishly as "Shoots and Ladders" plays and he and the SFW faction walk backstage. In the ring the XCW people all look at Mike Zybala.

JC: That was very interesting indeed.

RW: Wow!! The power struggle has begun. First we have Big T re-name Blackout back to Slaughter. Re-hire Steve and Phil, which means were no longer on the Saturday show.

JC: Then you have Shadow makes Allisa face off against Sean Lane on Slaughter. As well as making Connor MacDaddy defend the IC Title against Phantom and Goldeneye in a handicap match. But then you have Erik Dean and Big T pull rank on Shadow and make it a tag team match.

RW: Then Shadow limits Connor's chose to either Erik Dean or Mike Zybala in which Connor chose Mike Zybala. Plus whoever gets the fall will walk away with the Intercontinental Title.

JC: Power struggle indeed. We gotta go to a commercial, don't go anywheres.

COMMERCIAL FOR FOR DECEMBERS EVERYTHING ENDS

(back from commercial>

RW: Ok, here we go with the first match John.

JC: Yep, lets see what this throws up

Ayesac’s music hits and out comes Ayesac to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Ayesac makes his way down the ramp and into the ring and awaites hi opponent while running from one side of the ring to another.

RW: Ayesac looks hyped for this match

JC: Yeah, well all rookies feel they have something to prove. That’s what makes them so dangerous.

Balkan’s music then hits and he comes running down to the ring ramp, but stops before getting into the ring. He looks at his opponent, as his opponent looks at him back and both of them stair at each other until the music dies down. Then Bulkan makes his way into the ring, btu never once taking his eyes of his opponent. The two of them then walk around and awaits for the bell to ring, and each one looks as intense as the other.

RW: Boy, these guys look like they really mean business.

JC: Yeah, looks like we might see the Highland way this evening. Damn I love guys like this.

RW: Your just excited because your gonna see the Cowboy guy later on.

JC: Well he’s a Cowboy for god sake. What are we going to get next? Rambo?

RW: Rambo’s a pussy….

The bell then rings and the match gets under way…..

JC: and here we go………..

Ayesac runs straight across and spears into Bulkan with such force that both men fall to the ground. Ayesac gtet up, but as he goes to get a kick at Bulkan, Bulkan kicks out and makes Ayesac fall back a few steps. Now both men are on there feat, and each giving each other hard right hands to the head. Blow by blow they go at each other, and each hit gets a stronger reaction from the crowd. Eventually it is Bulkan who manages to get the better of Ayesac and get hurls him into the ring ropes, on his way back, Bulkan puts out his leg and connects with Ayesac’s face which sends him flat down to the ground.

RW: Pity, both these guys are going to run out of steam pretty quick, They are really going at it here.

JC: Ah I love Titans.

Ayesac is on the floor and Bulkan starts tio kick away at him. It’s not long before he tries top pick him up, but Ayesac manages to push him away and roll himself out of the ring. Bulkan straight away jumps out after him, but Ayesac manages to put his fist right into Bulkans face, and then turns around and smashes him into the ring post which sends Bulkan straight down to the ground.

JC: Fuck that just has to hurt.

RW: And it looks like Ayesac is not finished yet.

Ayesac goes to grab the ring bell, but as he picks it up, the ref comes over and blocks him and demands that he give the ring bell to him. Ayesac is arguing with the ref, but as he does, Bulkan comes over and just throws himself at the both of them with all the energy he can and sends both the ref and Ayesac to the ground. Now there is just a heap of mess on the floor.

RW: Well this could go on for a while. The ref looks out of it now, and no ref means no pin.

JC: We need another ref.

Ayesac is the first person to rise, and very slowly makes his way back into the ring. As he does, another ref comes running out, and he calls for the paramedics on the ref and Bulkan who is still laying there on the floor. Ayesac is in the ring now and seems to be getting it together, but as the ref new ref calls the EMT guys, Bulkan pushes them away, and makes his way back into the ring. The new ref follows and the match continues.

RW: No peace for the wicked, and my god you have to give it to these guys for wanting to fight on. Some very promising talent here I feel.

JC: Hell Yeah, I told you I love rookies. They just never say die.

Ayesac comes across to now spear bulkan again, but Bulkan puts in a fist and stops Ayesac in his track. He then grabs him and performs a wonderful belly to back suplex, and as he does hegoes for the cover………

1……..

2………

Kick out……

RW: That was close.

Bulkan now gets up and brings Ayesac to his feat with him, but Ayesac now puts in a kick to the gut. He throws himself into the ropes and performs a devastating close line on the way back. Now Ayesac goes for the cover…

1……….

2………..

but then Bulkan reverses it and rolls Bulkan up for the pin

1………..

2………

3………



The bell rings. RW: That’s it, what a great match.

JC: very close indeed. Lucas Bulkan gets the victory, but what a performance from these guys. You have to give it up for them

RW: Yes, neither one would say die. Good match

Winner: Lucas Balkan

RW: Ok, lets get on with the second match and just hope it’s as good as the first.

JC: Well you never know. New Blood and All that.

RW: Tell me, what do you think Glenn Owen was on about earlier on?

JC: Don’t know. He’s a kind of confusing guy. But business will pick up now.

RW: I herd rumours that john Cartright wears a Glenn Owen wristwatch. Is that true.

JC: Your just jealous because you lost your Donald duck one in the shower last week.

John Manhunt is the first one to make his way down the ramp as his music blares out. He looks around at the crowd as if he owns the place, and eventually makes his way into the ring.

Next Hell Flacon comes running down to the ring and jumps straight in before his music has even had a chance to start.

RW: Looks like these guys are just keen to get on with things.

JC: Lot’s of emotions here I feel.

The bell then rings for the match to get underway.

JM strikes the first blow, a powerful hit direct to the jaw of HF. The force of the impact leaves HF dazed for a moment. Just before HF is able to throw his punch as retaliation, JM catches him off-guard to the left side of face which sends him towards the canvas. Before he gets there, JM has grabbed his hair and lifted him ready for the next blow.

RW: These guys are strong

JC: They both seem to know how to wrestle as well.

HF is almost ready for this, and, grabbing JM round the waist with his right arm, brings them both to the canvas. HF lands atop of JM who shakes him off violently and quickly. As HF’s head strikes the canvas, a mighty thud is heard. JM acts on this and gets up quicky. To keep HF down, he throws his weight on of him. JMs legs bouce slightly in to the air at the force of this impact. HF gets up, pulls JM up with him and stands to one side. Extending one leg behind JM he pushes him back, but is caught unaware when his legs are pushed from beneath him by the falling mass of this enormous man. The back of JMs head smashes onto the canvas and HF seizes the moment, and, re-enacting JMs move of throwing his weight down. There is little movement for a second or so before the match continues.

RW: Carnage, and powerful carnage at that. My moneys on Hell Falcon

JC: Well my moneys on Josh.

RW: You would say that.

After a second that goes on seemingly forever, JM makes the first move. His shoulders lift, slowly at first, before a burst of energy throws HF clear off him. He clambers over the still motionless HF who repeats the move so he is again on top. He gets up, runs against the rope for momentum, bounces back and bends his arm to bring his elbow down on HF. At the last second, after JM has left the canvas for this move, HF rolls to the right, just a few inches, but enough for JM to miss his target. His elbow crashes straight into the floor of the ring.

RW: Damn that’s got to hurt

HF stands up as pain writhes through JMs face. Using his foot in a disgusted manner, he simply kicks JM onto his side. JM, clearly not impressed, grabs HFs foot before it gets retracted and pulls him to the floor, again on his back. HF is dazed and JM grabs him, props him into a corner of the ring and throws 3, 4, 5 punches into his stomach. HF collapses onto his knees, but it’s not over yet. HF thrusts his head into the stomach of JM and lifts himself up, finally holding JM above his head. In a controlled movement, he twists round and falls over backwards landing his own bulk against that of JM with yet another crash onto the canvas.

JC: This could go either way, only one of them has to make the cover

Josh is the first to go for the cover with all the strength he can muster….

1…….

2…….

Kick out….

JC: That was to close.

Manhuint is the frist one rise rise to his feat, but as he does Falcon puts in a punch to the groin which sends him right back down. Now Falcon goes for the cover….

1…………

2…………

3………..

The Bell rings.

Winner: Hell Falcon

RW: Deep in the hearts of Oklahoma and in the minds of insane people, we find 2 indivdiduals willing to risk it all just to prove themselves.

JC: This match will be one that people may one day look back on and say these 2 young men defined an entire federations history.

RW: Yeah both are young, both inexperienced but both have allot of heart. And some of the people who SFT had counted on for years to lead the federation have been replaced by new people who dont know what it means to hate or have an ego. You gotta love and respect those that came before, but when they walk away we are left to look to the stars, and both these young men are true shining stars.

JC: I couldnt have said it any more eloquently.

Intros

The bell rings and Cowboy Jack offers his hand, but Justin hesitantly shakes it.

RW: Guess Justin isnt trusty Jack one bit.

JC: Its the nature of the game.

Cowboy starts it off with a flying knee then follows it up with a shoulder block. As Justin goes down. Cowboy with a rolling knee on the back of Justins head. Justin in instant pain.

RW: Wow that looked nasty.

Cowboy with a second rope elbow drop but Justin rolls barely out of the way. Cowboy is up holding his elbow.

Justin uses this to his advantage with a arm drag take down then with an arm lock.

RW: looks like Justin is gonna punish the arm.

Cowboy is able to chop his way out of the hold but the damage is done, it looks sorta dislocated.

Justin wastes no time and grabs a huge metal trashcan and trys to nail Cowboy with it, but misses and hits the ropes it bounces back and hits him in the face.

JC: ouch that will hurt tommorrow.

Cowboy finds his cowbell and uses it to start scraping the face of Justin Sane.

RW: Never seen Cowboy that vicious before

JC: These matches bring out the monsters in us all.

Justin is now slowly bleeding from the face.

RW: I think thats just going to get Justin's motor revved.

Justin is up quick and kicks Cowboy in the knee then uses a singapore cane to break it semi over Cowboys neck. Cowboy tries to punch at Justin with the copper cowbell. Justin bats it out of his hand with the cane then superkicks Cowboy as Cowboy falls back with a thud on an aluminum trashcan.

Justin climbs the ropes and does a suicide dive off of it and lands directly onto Cowboy.

RW: He truely is insane he almost fused Cowboy into that trashcan!

JC: That was wicked harsh, and will be played on reruns for years to come!

Justin goes for the pin while Jack is still fused to the trashcan, the ref counts 1...2...and Cowboy Jack Jones somehow lifts up a shoulder. RW: God almighty, Cowboy needs to just stay down and let it end, before his career ends.

JC: Yeah its pretty evident Justin Sane is ALLOT more experienced in this than the Cowboy dude. And for his sake he should just stay down and let it just end, no one will look down at him any less if he just stops. He is young and has lots to learn. So chalk this up to a learning experience.

Justin Sane gets up after Cowboy lifted his shoulder, he has a look of what we can only explain as shock.

RW: Look at Sane he cant explain it either, most men would of stayed down for weeks after that horrendous move.

Justin climbs the ropes and hits a top rope leg drop on top of Cowboys throat. We see Cowboy spit up a bit of blood.

JC: The match needs to stop now.

Justin doesnt seem to care or notice, but the ref is worried. He asks Cowboy if he will give up, Cowboy somehow staggers up, Justin just shakes his head amazed that the guy wants to go on.

Justin is heard screaming, "Just give up man! Its over!"

Cowboy laughs as a bit of blood jumps out of his mouth.

Justin grabs a trash lid and hits Cowboy in the face breaking him wide open.

We see the crowd getting kinda quiet as they know its gone too far already.

Justin mercifully covers Cowboy now. 1...2...shoulder up!

RW screaming "Ref, ref!! you gotta stop it and stop it now.

Justin is climbing the ropes again going for the final kill, but the ref waves him off and calls for the bell.

JC: Thank god, hes stopping the match.

The announcer takes the mic "Referree Mike Patterson has called this match a win in favor of Justin Sane via TKO as it was evident Jack Jones could no longer continue."

Winner: Justin Sane

RW: Ok folks we just got word back that Goldeneye and Robin Gallant are fighting in the back!

JC: Match has been ruled a no dq match from the big wigs.

Camera crews are running to the back where we see Robin Gallant and Goldeneye are fighting. Robin has a bat in his hands, a steel bat and is trying to use it on Goldeneye.

RW: Wow now this is gonna be another ugly one?

Geye does good blocking a few shots but Gallant nails him across the arms with it then Gallant chokeslams Geye into the buffet table!!

JC: Wait I didnt eat yet, damnit someoen scoop me up some shrimp! Damn you Gallant!!!!!!!!!! Damn you to hell! To hell I say!!!

RW: But Randy!

JC: I said to hell, good day I say!

RW: Umkay

Gallant is walking away when Geye nails him from behind with a double ax handle.

Gallant turns right around and nails him in the ribs, then the back, then the stomach then finally the head.

JC: Damnit, that dick Gallant is gonna try and kill Goldeneye! The ref is getting impatient and begins his 10 count. He and the crowd count along 1!!!!!!

Gallant hears it.

The crowd chant 2!!!!!!

Gallant nails Goldeneye with the steel bat once more and makes a mad dash for the ring.

The crowd counts 3!!!!!

Gallant runs litterally runs through Rene Soge and knocks him down!

The crowd counts 4!!!!!

Gallant runs right smack into Doom as they collide, Doom yells vulgarities but Gallant has no time picks himself up and keeps on running.

Gallant runs into a lockerroom where we see the lovely Allisa working out in a skimpy outfit.

The Crowd chants 5!!!!!

But Gallant stops in his tracks and looks at her up and down and says "How you doing?"

She only looks at him disgusted and just shakes her head signifying no!

The Crowd yells 6!!!!

Gallant keeps on running as he yells back "Gimme a call hun!"

Gallant is down the stretch now as the crowd chant

7!!!!!

Gallant is now on the rampway as the crowd cheer him on!

The crowd chant 8!!!!!!

And Gallant is now half way down the ring.

He dives into the ring as they say 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The ref calls for the bell.

RW: Well that was an interesting match.

JC: That bastard!

RW: Let it go John, just let it go..

Winner: Robin Gallant

JC: Ok I think its about that time... All of a sudden Pyro's explode from the ring ramp and the camera pans around the arena. The fans are screaming and holding up banners like "Shadow's World" and "Allisa sucks" can be seen being waved around. As the music continues to play, we zoom into the ringside announcers table.

JC: I wonder who is gonna come out now, im freaking exhausted after just watching.

RW: Any minute now John...

They wait and still nothing happens.

JC: Oh come now Randy, haven't we seen this before. You know there's only one person who would keep us waiting this long.

After a few more moments, "The Boy's Are Back In Town" hits the PA and everyone immediately stands on there feat.

JC: Ask and you shall receive. Ahh, this is going to be awesome.

We see Ambassador Glenn Owen walking down the ring ramp to a thunderous ovation from the entire arena. Glenn then steps into the ring and takes a mic from the corner and walks around putting his hand up to the crowd in each corner of the ring. As the music dies down we can here chants of "Badd Ass" and "Outlawz" from all around the arena.

RW: He's here, he's here.

JC: He's always here, he just never really shows his face.

RW: Damn I love this man. I wonder what our decorated Ambassador has to say.

Glenn Owen waits for the crowd to die down for a few moments before finally beginning to speak.

Glenn: Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Welcome to Tuesday Night Titans..

The crowd once again cheer.

Glenn: You know it's been about 2 months since I appeared on any kind of show, and it's only fitting that tonight I come out on a show that I once main evented in for 5 months straight.

Once again the crowd begins to cheer.

RW: Damn, with all this cheering this speech might take up the whole show.

Glenn: You know the last time I was on SFT TV was when I won a little tournament called the Lethal Lottery.

Now the crowd are really going into fits.

Glenn: And it's a tournament that everyone thought they would win, and everyone thought they deserved to win. But at the end of the day, I took on the Damien Sparks, the Dave Steel, the Sean Lanes, even the piece of trash that got kicked out of the fed, and when it was all said and done, this old fool who nobody cares to respect just came back out of retirement, kicked the asses of these so called great superstars, and went straight back to where he came from, and there was only 2 things that anyone could do about it. Nothing.., and like it.

JC: Damn, this guys on a role. We seem to have taken for grantee that he won the Lethal Lottery.

RW: Well, we just expected it. He does have after all by far the greatest record on SFT history.

Glenn: But for all that, it's still the same old story. It's not fair, I think I should have one. That's not right, I want my mommy, I want a cookie, I want to be in the main event, I got screwed, and lots of other complete and utter bullshit from so many lame ass, jack ass morons who masquerade around here and think for one second they are wrestlers who actually have any talent.

The crowd once again starts to cheer.

RW: Dude, our Ambassador looks like he is going to take someone's head off.

Glenn: Well, in these times of our growing fed, it's time for this old dog, the one that everyone thinks is so old yet never loses, to take a much more active role once again, rather than just sitting backstage and listening to all the pointless crap that I have to. So what shall I do first. Should I go into the XCW locker room and slap them all around with a dead pigs bollocks?

The crowd laugh and then starts to cheer.

Should I give Mr Superior Staffter, look at me I'm the best thing since sliced bread, Big T a smack round the head and take away his half of his so called Ownership and become 2 time SFT Owner?

Now the crowd start to cheer even louder...

RW: Hell Yeah, Glenn's even been Owner of this place.

Glenn: Should I reform my Outlawz, kick out all these other pathetic little factions and rename the fed "IOW", or in other Words "Immortal Outlawz Wrestling" That kind of has a nice ring to it don't you think.

The crowd are going nuts, and Glenn is smiling away at himself.

Glenn: Well, it all sounds good, but alas I'm afraid that some things are not mine to do, and when I wake up, the decent side of me takes over, which is a shame, because I could do with a good fight.

The crowd start to cheer again, but in truth they have never really stopped cheering.

Glenn: So for now I will lay in wait. But rest assured this time I will be here for you all to see. Why am I here.. well, for something, maybe nothing. Only time knows all the answers. It's like a saying I once used in a match to defeat a young lad who reckoned he was far better in the ring than me,. I think his name was Pettis...

Very mixed reaction from the crowd...

Dickface: Who can see the wind? Neither you nor I. But when the tree's bow down there heads the wind is passing by...

The crowd are confused now..

Glenn: On that note, just pray that none of you bow your heads, because when I pass by, you won't get back up..

Glenn then drops the mic and walk out of the arena as the crowd are once again on there feat.

RW: Well John, Looks like our Ambassador had many meanings in that statement, but I can't for the life of me think what any of them are.

JC: Well, I'm sure time will tell. But what a way to kick of Titans. Lets get on with our first match.

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