Everyones favorite pizza guy, Joe, appeared on camera between matches, the arena parking lot of the event could be seen behind him as well as many BBW fans a short distance away. With a microphone in hand he began to speak. "Good evening BBW, I'm Joe, Joe the pizza guy, and please assist me in introducing your Crimson City Champion, Cyrus ********' Everblaze." The camera panned to the right as Joe turned to that direction.
Cyrus stood next to Joe with the Crimson City championship leaned proudly against his shoulder and his signature chair in his hand. He looked at both Joe and then the camera before clearing his throat. He grabbed the mic from Joe and looked down, preparing to speak. "And so we bring ourselves tonight... to the sold out audience in the Zilker Park in Austin, Teeeeexaas!" Cheers erupted fans and the crowd just behind them let out a cheer. Cyrus grinned, turning back to wave at the fans.
"So, Cyrus just a few days ago you beat the One Man Wrecking Crew, Jack Arson in your first defense of your Crimson City Championship, not only yours, but the first time it's ever been successfully defended. How do you feel."
"Well James-"
"It's Joe..."
"-Earlier that night, I made sure everyone in Kansas knew that I didn't plan on lose. I told them that I would not lose to Jacky boy. Now, don't get me wrong, being locked in a cage with a 300 pound steroid junky, that's dangerous business, but never too dangerous for the Lion of BBW. Steve, It's going to be a long time before this beautiful belt leaves my hands."
"Well, tonight you'll be defending the championship once again, this time against Arson and Jamie Bader in a triple threat. You've never faced Jamie before, do you think this opponent could be a challenge?"
Cyrus shook his head. "John, it doesn't matter if it's Jack Arson, Salem Croft, or Matt Shanahan himself, no one is going to put up enough of a fight to take this belt from me, especially Jamie Bader. I mean, seriously? Have you seen that guy?" Cyrus let out a laugh. "That guy kinda reminds me of that dude... uhhh... Sméagol, you know, that creepy dude from Lord of the rings? Jimmy, what this kid needs to do is get a tan, let his hair grow out, and for god sakes get that guy a sandwich or something."
"My name is Joe you a*****e!"
"Hey, hey, easy there guy. You got an anger issue there, you ever think about yoga, or you know, you got those anger management classes going on for people who need ******** you Cyrus!" Joe storms away from the camera."
Cyrus looks away from the camera, to call out to his departing manager. "Hey! They also got that marijuana thing going on in Colorado!... Joe?" Cyrus looks back to the camera and smirks as it zooms in on him. He tilts his shades and raises his mic to his lips once again. "******** Jamie Bader!" With that, Cyrus dropped his mic and casually walked away.
Cyrus stood next to Joe with the Crimson City championship leaned proudly against his shoulder and his signature chair in his hand. He looked at both Joe and then the camera before clearing his throat. He grabbed the mic from Joe and looked down, preparing to speak. "And so we bring ourselves tonight... to the sold out audience in the Zilker Park in Austin, Teeeeexaas!" Cheers erupted fans and the crowd just behind them let out a cheer. Cyrus grinned, turning back to wave at the fans.
"So, Cyrus just a few days ago you beat the One Man Wrecking Crew, Jack Arson in your first defense of your Crimson City Championship, not only yours, but the first time it's ever been successfully defended. How do you feel."
"Well James-"
"It's Joe..."
"-Earlier that night, I made sure everyone in Kansas knew that I didn't plan on lose. I told them that I would not lose to Jacky boy. Now, don't get me wrong, being locked in a cage with a 300 pound steroid junky, that's dangerous business, but never too dangerous for the Lion of BBW. Steve, It's going to be a long time before this beautiful belt leaves my hands."
"Well, tonight you'll be defending the championship once again, this time against Arson and Jamie Bader in a triple threat. You've never faced Jamie before, do you think this opponent could be a challenge?"
Cyrus shook his head. "John, it doesn't matter if it's Jack Arson, Salem Croft, or Matt Shanahan himself, no one is going to put up enough of a fight to take this belt from me, especially Jamie Bader. I mean, seriously? Have you seen that guy?" Cyrus let out a laugh. "That guy kinda reminds me of that dude... uhhh... Sméagol, you know, that creepy dude from Lord of the rings? Jimmy, what this kid needs to do is get a tan, let his hair grow out, and for god sakes get that guy a sandwich or something."
"My name is Joe you a*****e!"
"Hey, hey, easy there guy. You got an anger issue there, you ever think about yoga, or you know, you got those anger management classes going on for people who need ******** you Cyrus!" Joe storms away from the camera."
Cyrus looks away from the camera, to call out to his departing manager. "Hey! They also got that marijuana thing going on in Colorado!... Joe?" Cyrus looks back to the camera and smirks as it zooms in on him. He tilts his shades and raises his mic to his lips once again. "******** Jamie Bader!" With that, Cyrus dropped his mic and casually walked away.
