Post by Chris Casino on Jan 3, 2006 15:20:19 GMT -5
- Let The Hunt Begin -
Monday Night Fights has drawn to a close and we find ourselves backstage with the reigning NAPW Champion Chris Casino. He looks dapper dressed in his Brooks Brother suit and tie. The NAPW Title is draped over his shoulder and a smile is plastered to his face. He crosses his arms across his chest and lets out a sigh.
Casino: With the exception of DX and the debut of Evan Cartwright I'd say this show absolutely sucked. Hell, I fell asleep during the first match! But that's what happens when retards try and run a business. Here I am, the NAPW Champion and a guaranteed ratings booster and I get regulated to the back. But that's cool, after stubbing my toe in the cage match with D! I needed this time off to recuperate and let my injury heal.
As you Canadian baboons saw tonight, Evan Cartwright has joined our little family. From what I know Mr. Cartwright is the real deal, a bad ass in every sense of the word. But I'm sure most of you will find that our for yourselves the hard way. But as kick ass as Cartwright and DX are, that's not why I called you here. No, you see next week on Monday Night Fights I defend the NAPW Championship. But with a twist.
With that being said Terry Brandon walks into frame and stands next to his most prized client. He's holding a hat and inside we can see several pieces of paper are folded up.
Casino: Ready?
Brandon: Indeed.
Casino shares a conspirators smile with Terry Brandon.
Casino: Inside that hat are names of NAPW stars. And I use the term "stars" loosely here. Let's just say that if you work for NAPW, then your name is in the hat. Being the Champion I am, I will pick a name at random from this very hat and next week I'll put my NAPW Title on the line against them. Imagine if I should pick D!'s name?
Brandon: Huge ratings. Another win for you Kid.
Casino: Or Ravager?
Brandon: He's crazy but you can take him.
Casino: Or maybe even that sanctimonious ass Maniac?
Brandon: People would sell their mothers to see you beat that punk!
Casino: I can't wait, let's see who gets lucky next week!
Casino sticks his hand in the hat and digs around. He pulls out a slip or paper and hands it to Brandon.
Casino: Tell me, who will go heads up with the Champ next week?
Brandon: Heh, next week...It will be Chris Casino defend the NAPW Championship against....The Predator!!
Both men burst out laughing.
Casino: What!? Let me pick someone else.
Again Casino digs into the hat and pulls out the slip of paper. He looks at it and grins.
Casino: Well, how about that? Predator? What are the odds?
Brandon: Poor bastard.
Casino: Well, I'm gonna stick to my word kids. Because unlike the rest of you dirty Canadians I never lie. So Predator, if you want a shot at the big time...I'll see you next week.
Brandon: He'll never show.
- cut to a commercial for Evan Cartwrights "I'm Cartwrights #1 piece of sh*t fan!" tee shirt -
Monday Night Fights has drawn to a close and we find ourselves backstage with the reigning NAPW Champion Chris Casino. He looks dapper dressed in his Brooks Brother suit and tie. The NAPW Title is draped over his shoulder and a smile is plastered to his face. He crosses his arms across his chest and lets out a sigh.
Casino: With the exception of DX and the debut of Evan Cartwright I'd say this show absolutely sucked. Hell, I fell asleep during the first match! But that's what happens when retards try and run a business. Here I am, the NAPW Champion and a guaranteed ratings booster and I get regulated to the back. But that's cool, after stubbing my toe in the cage match with D! I needed this time off to recuperate and let my injury heal.
As you Canadian baboons saw tonight, Evan Cartwright has joined our little family. From what I know Mr. Cartwright is the real deal, a bad ass in every sense of the word. But I'm sure most of you will find that our for yourselves the hard way. But as kick ass as Cartwright and DX are, that's not why I called you here. No, you see next week on Monday Night Fights I defend the NAPW Championship. But with a twist.
With that being said Terry Brandon walks into frame and stands next to his most prized client. He's holding a hat and inside we can see several pieces of paper are folded up.
Casino: Ready?
Brandon: Indeed.
Casino shares a conspirators smile with Terry Brandon.
Casino: Inside that hat are names of NAPW stars. And I use the term "stars" loosely here. Let's just say that if you work for NAPW, then your name is in the hat. Being the Champion I am, I will pick a name at random from this very hat and next week I'll put my NAPW Title on the line against them. Imagine if I should pick D!'s name?
Brandon: Huge ratings. Another win for you Kid.
Casino: Or Ravager?
Brandon: He's crazy but you can take him.
Casino: Or maybe even that sanctimonious ass Maniac?
Brandon: People would sell their mothers to see you beat that punk!
Casino: I can't wait, let's see who gets lucky next week!
Casino sticks his hand in the hat and digs around. He pulls out a slip or paper and hands it to Brandon.
Casino: Tell me, who will go heads up with the Champ next week?
Brandon: Heh, next week...It will be Chris Casino defend the NAPW Championship against....The Predator!!
Both men burst out laughing.
Casino: What!? Let me pick someone else.
Again Casino digs into the hat and pulls out the slip of paper. He looks at it and grins.
Casino: Well, how about that? Predator? What are the odds?
Brandon: Poor bastard.
Casino: Well, I'm gonna stick to my word kids. Because unlike the rest of you dirty Canadians I never lie. So Predator, if you want a shot at the big time...I'll see you next week.
Brandon: He'll never show.
- cut to a commercial for Evan Cartwrights "I'm Cartwrights #1 piece of sh*t fan!" tee shirt -