Joe Mama makes his way to the ring (mic and bat in hand), his "entrance music" blaring over the speakers. He pauses, visibly annoyed.
JM: CUT. THE. MUSIC.
"Township Rebellion" abruptly stops.
The Eurotrash Champion continues to the ring. As he steps in, Louie Bastardo puts a hand on Chris Oakley's shoulder, as if to keep him from attacking. Nuriko and King Snarf don't move, but "Two-Ton" Tommy steps into Joe Mama's path. He looks up at the giant.
JM: I'm not on crutches. I don't have my back turned. And I have no qualms about stomping you before Sammitch gets his chance. Go guard Nuriko's body.
The big man stays in place for a moment, clenching his fists. The cracking of his knuckles is audible, even in the "cheap seats". But then he moves alongside Nuriko. Joe Mama walks towards Chris, stopping a couple of feet in front of him. He points the head of the bat at a snarling, sneering Chris Oakley.
JM: And YOU had best wipe that look off your face before I see just how far I can separate it from the rest of you. Boy.
Chris Oakley can barely contain his anger. Louie whispers something to him, and that seems to help the situation.
JM: Let's get one thing straight. The only reason you hold the Hardcore Porn and the Inter-Cunt-Inental Titles is because your opponent, Captain Sammitch thought grandstanding was more important than winning gold. Rather than climb two ladders and win two titles, Captain Sammitch wanted to do some high-flying crap on you. And that's why he took a pounding from your's truly.
You see, Sammitch has a habit of thinking he's bigger and better than everyone else. He didn't want to listen to me when we discussed strategy before Conniver Series. He didn't want to listen to me during Conniver Series. What he wanted to do was be the big hero, and the rookie mistakes that he and his partner made cost me and Son Of Mxy (the Second Generation Superstar) our victory and our "favors". So when he shot his mouth off at last week's Havoc, then continued his selfish, reckless ways in his match...well, it was time to teach him a lesson.
Now, you and King Snarf won the Conniver Series match. I don't take that away from you. Your manager, as much as I hate to admit it, did a great job of planning. And your team did a great job of executing that plan. But don't think for a minute, Chris, that your team's victory somehow makes you and I equals. Those belts are on your shoulders because I allow it, Chris. I made you champion, Chris, and I can take your titles away at any time. Ask your pal, King Snarf, what I'm capable of.
You are, not matter how much you pretend otherwise, a pale copy of me. And you aren't fit to hand-wash my jockstrap.
Chris Oakley's face is a mask of hatred and rage. He moves to attack Joe Mama, but Louie Bastardo catches him in time. "Let it go," he says to Chris. "Celebrate tonight. Revenge later." Joe Mama cocks an eyebrow and grins at Chris.
JM: Enjoy your party, Chris. Be seeing you.
Joe Mama gets out of the ring and drops his mic onto Monroe and Marcum's announce table. Then he turns to Chris, who is at the ropes, seething, and waves.
