Igor Salusberry vs Crazy Boy

[-Jack Noble-]

Preview Match Two
Singles Match
Igor Salusberry vs Elliot McGuire
A new comer takes on a jobber in this second preview match. Igor has looked impressive from what scouts have told EVPW management.
Referee: Batilda Khilstedt

[Liam]

" Welcome back from the commercial folks, I'm Jimmy Pate, and my commentary cohort is Ray White. "

" What ? No quip, or belittling joke ? "

" I'm not even going to waste my breathe Ray. What ever I say You will ... "[/i][/color]

Kiss me, kill me, till I bleed,

You are the sun that holds my dreams,

Can you save me, set me free?

You are my sanctuary.

Kiss me, kill me, till I bleed,

You are the sun that holds my dreams,

Can you save me, set me free?

You are my sanctuary.

After the whispered words end which interrupted the commentary, Sanctuary by Darling Violetta goes into a cello solo, soon followed by drums and various instruments. A camera from an overhead view shows the audience settling into their seats, getting comfortable before the madness begins. Noticeable is a few vacant seats, the ticket holders have decided to wait till the main card begins, hoping backstage to get an autograph or photo of their favorite superstars. Dressed in jeans, white t-shirt with the logo of his favorite cartoon Scooby Doo and snake skin boots, Crazy One steps from behind the curtain. As the monster-tron plays clips of previous matches, Seth looks around inhaling a deep, sucking in as much of the atmosphere as well as oxygen.

" What is he doing out here ? we have nothing about him showing tonight. No last minute changes I'm aware of. "

" What ever is happening Jimmy, he looks serious. "[/i][/color]

Strolling down the ramp, looking left and right. Crazy One reads some of the signs, some of the eager fans attempt to get an autograph or some type of response, Tyson just stops mid stride, steals a box of fresh buttered pop corn and in exchange threatens with a backhand. A lone security, almost twice the size emotes, " dare you to even try, I'll tear you a new one. " Looking the behemoth of a guard directly, Crazy Boy just smirks and continues on his way. Walking around the commentary table the veteran aerialist grabs a mic, while a solemn hand gesture to the amigos of wit leaves them somewhat dumbfounded.

" Did he just look me in the eyes and wink Jimmy ? "

" You wish ya fool. I seen this once before, and the results where somewhat scandalous to say the least. "[/i]

Grabbing a black steel folding chair, the Swede raises it to his chest acting like he is about to unleash it on someone. Laughing he just throws it into the ring, struts up the steel stairs, wipes his boots on the apron and enters the ring. Grabbing the chair, he sets it up dead center facing the entrance ramp. Cracking his neck side to side, followed by a quick stretch, Crazy Boy takes a seat, runs his hands through his unkempt hair and just as his music fades to a commotion from the fans of Eagle Vision he raises the microphone to speak.

" There have been rumors backstage, from the office down to the locker rooms, that the reason I become a manager was I am past my use by date. They say I am no longer capable of stepping into the ring and going mano v mano with any one on the roster. True my last matches led me to sustain injuries due to my lack of fitness at the time, but all that did was give me a driving force. I even hear you .. the fans of this historic place whisper obscenities behind my back when we take time out of our schedule to do publicity events. The doctors even claim, medically I am unfit, the hell do they know. Right now some douche is due to face another douche, who cares who the hell they are ... hell even send them both out, then we will see who is unfit you son bitches. "

A massive chorus of boos, jeers and insults start amongst the fans, some even trying to chant ... " Cry Baby .. boo hoo "

" Shut your damn mouths you ungrateful over weight bastards. You can all go to hell for all I care, I gave you every bit of my being, and this is the thanks I get ? I am going to make it a personal crusade, every single damn person you cheer for I am going to hone in my self destructive Irish weapon and take care of business ... AS usual. "

" That sounds like a clear warning to me Jimmy. "

" Sounds like a coward who can't do it himself, so is twisting the mind of a promising young athlete to do his evil bidding. "[/i][/color]

Tbc.