JWA MANIA

[Thumper Moore III]

LERAY: We’re backstage with Rodd Puttergill who has a special guest at this time.

RODD: Joining me at this time is one half of the JWA Tag Champions, Arizona Chance. Arizona, you asked for this time.

ARIZONA: Thanks Rodd. I wanted to let Chief Buffalo that he has a new problem to deal with. See, there’s going to be some changes in my game plan the next time I see him. Rodd, I’ve made a living out of being tougher and quicker than my opponents, and using my body as a weapon. Over the years, I’ve accumulated a huge number of injuries. I’ve broken half the bones in my body, and the other half have had ligaments torn off them.

But that has to change for my longevity and my health. Chief, you’ve attempted to end my career each time we’ve been in the ring together. But, today, I’m beginning the final push of my career, and I’m on a crusade to see things change.

The JWA fans deserve to see all of their favorites have long careers, and your destructive propensities are anathema to that concept. So, when we meet one on one, I am carrying the future health of everyone in the locker room on my back. You’re going to see a new Arizona, one who is just as entertaining, just as exciting, but less injury prone. After all, the most beautiful baby in the world, Madison, needs a healthy dad.

So, this is my final gift to the wrestling world— a crusade from the last man with the sense to see that what we are putting ourselves through is destructive and bad for our long term health, and therefore, the health of the business. I am the Last Crusader, and I will make you see the error of your ways, Chief.

[Duke Mongoose]

Rodd Puttergill: Fans, coming up on this week's Glory we'll see Red Pirate Rogers putting his mask on the line against the name of my guest at this time - Yuppie VP. Yuppie, this will be a first in JWA history, and possibly wrestling history. You have vowed to give up the name "Yuppie VP" and go by your legitimate name should you lose to Rogers.

Yuppie: Yes, Rodd, I understand that this concept may seem completely abnormal to you and the fans at home. It's really simple. Rogers has allegedly made a name for himself around the world wearing a mask and calling himself the Red Pirate Rogers. I happen to know for a FACT that he is not the first Red Pirate Rogers and potentially won't be the last. You see, it's the name that's the thing. The Red Pirate before him was actually named Tigglesworth!

Rodd: Not a very intimidating name.

Yuppie: Exactly. The man he took the name from was named Fauntleroy! But I digress. The deal is, without the Red Pirate identity, he's a nobody.

Rodd: No matter what his true identity is, you can't take away his accomplishments in the ring.

Yuppie: Are you sure about that? Anyway, I wanted to come on the show this weekend to prove to the world that I'm not just talking a big game, I'm backing it up.

(Yuppie pulls a manilla envelope from under the desk. It has "confidential" stamped across it in red)

Yuppie: Inside this envelope is a copy of my birth certificate, my driver's license, and three pieces of mail addressed to me at my current residence. These documents would be required for proof of identity. This envelope will be kept under close guard at ringside this week on Glory, and will only be opened should that pirate clown manage to defeat me.

Rodd: That's all well and good, but who's to say that you haven't tampered with those documents? How can we be sure that you're not pulling a fast one on us?

Yuppie: Rodd, you've known me for a while now. Have I ever NOT been a man of my word? I recognize that I'm not the most well liked person on the roster and I've done some underhanded things, but I've always kept true to my word. If Rogers manages to defeat me this week on Glory, I will no longer go by the name "Yuppie VP" and I will reveal my true name to the world. Now don't get too excited, because that's not going to happen. Everyone in the Studio and everyone watching at home will have to share in the disappointment of finding out that under the Red Pirate Rogers mask is just... some Average Guy.

Rodd: Thank you for joining us, Yuppie. I'd wish you good luck, but I don't think you feel you need it.

Yuppie: Thank you for having me, Rodd. The pleasure was all yours.

Rodd: Don't miss the Mask vs. Moniker match this week on Glory, and stay tuned because after the break we've got more JWA Mania exclusive action!

[Thumper Moore III]

RODD PUTTERGILL: I’m here with former JWA World—

ARIZONA: And future, Rob.

RODD: Former and future JWA World Champion Arizona Chance. Arizona, you asked for this time. What’s on your mind?

ARIZONA: Ron, first of all, who dressed you today? A Zubaz tie? What is this, 1991? Anyway, I wanted to speak for a moment to Dyno. Dyno, what do you think you’re going to do under Zona Rules? Your diving headbutt— DQ. It’s a top rope move, and it’s a blow to the head (even if it’s self-inflicted). Besides, you should definitely stop using that. Everyone who has ever used that move has had serious repercussions. From its inventor, Farleigh Pace (God rest his soul), to your inspiration, Doberman Duke, this move is a bane to its purveyors. You’re incredibly talented, and I want you to continue to wrestle as long as you can.

Besides that, you’ve got to adjust your entire offense. No strikes to the head. No offense outside the ring. All of that is a DQ. Dyno, you’ve got no chance in an actual wrestling match. You may have trained in the dungeon, but the shackles are back on you now.

You beat me once when I was fighting your entire country on your home turf. Well, the JWA Studio is the House that Chance Built, and you’re on my home turf now. And I am focused. My crusade will convert more and more wrestlers as they see that my way leads to a better sport. And I need something to symbolize that— the JWA Championship. If I show people they can reach the top within my new style, they will come around. And nobody chases the gold like the Last Crusader, Arizona Chance!

[Red Pirate Rogers]

Rodd: After the groundbreaking Mask v Moniker match at JWA Glory, Red Pirate Rogers was back in action this weekend with a match that was delayed to make time for training to face the former Yuppir VP, Vince Princeton. So Red got back in the ring for a gauntlet match against five of the JWA's finest. We'll join Mick and Duke after the second entrant.

[In the ring, Rogers slides of Dwayne Simpson after the three count.]

LeRay: Just like that, Rogers is down to four opponents

Duke: Happened so fast I missed it, what happened to Simpson

LeRay: Too late to say as here comes Tommy Tough!

Duke: Tommy's too tough to be out that fast [Tommy hits a few chops to back Rogers up, then whips him into the ropes]

LeRay: Tough setting up for a back body drop...NO! sunset flip, Rogers has him 1...2...3!

Duke: Oh get crying out loud! [Earl Jackson runs down to the ring and quickly wraps a headlock on Rogers before he can get up]

LeRay: The veteran Earl Jackson applies the hold and slows down Rogers

Duke: Using what worked great for Vince Princeton. Like writing, good wrestlers borrow, great wrestlers steal.

LeRay: He turns Rogers to the middle of the ring, no way to break the--oh shot to the breadbasket. Rogers spins backs Jackson into the corner, here it comes! Swashbuckler!!

[the ref counts three, Rogers gives Jackson a pat on the back and pops up to see Peter Dabrowski strolling slowly to the ring]

LeRay: two opponents to go...we'll be right back...

[Commercial break including an ad for Glory with Arizona v Dyno]

LeRay: we're back,

Duke: yeah, but Peter's on his way out [Rogers jumps from the top rope and lands the Cliffs of Craziness Elbow Drop on Peter's chest and covers for three]

LeRay: 4 down and the last man to go is...Vinny Bambino!

[Vinny, with his sister Bambi stop in the entrance way and calls for a mic]

Vinny: Red, I know I'm next, but I don't wanna fight you. You done me and my sister a solid taking down that Preppie Punk. I owe ya one. Ya worked hard, consider this a forfeit and you won 'em all.

[Fans boo, Duke mutters something, then Rogers takes a mic out of breath]
Vincenzo...I appreciate the sentiment, and admire your consideration. [boo] But [cheer] I promised these folks five matches, so come on down...I'll call in the favor another day.

Duke: that was dumb why risk the injury?

[the two square off, bow and lock up, Vinny gets some offense in, but before long Rogers locks in the figurehead, Vinny submits and the bell rings. Rogers helps Vinny to his feet and embraces him.]

LeRay: A great performance tonight by Red Pirate Rogers!

Duke: But what's the favor he's gonna call in?

[Duke Mongoose]

Mick LeRay: Coming up next we've got a match pitting Randall Malarkey against this man, Vince Princeton.

(Cut to pre-recorded video. Vince Princeton is standing in front of the JWA banner in his JWA Official Tracksuit, covered in coffee and garbage stains)

Vince Princeton: It's certainly been an interesting few months. I've been beaten and left for dead in Japan by the Bambinos, I've lost my name to Red Pirate Rogers, I've been forced to wait on the JWA roster and staff hand and foot, and I've been attacked and covered in trash on two occasions. I'm not sure if "humbling" is the right word. As I said on Glory, I've definitely changed my perspective on things. But you won't get too far by constantly looking back. Those who don't learn from the past are doomed to repeat it, so I'm going to take all of my experiences thus far and put them into everything I do going forward. Is this a new attitude for me? Maybe, maybe not, but I'm not going to let myself fall further down the card here in JWA.

(Cut back to the arena. Both Randall Malarkey and Vince Princeton are in the ring. Randall has his brother William at ringside and is dressed in green trunks with yellow knee pads and boots. Princeton is wearing royal blue trunks with matching knee pads and all white kickpads over black boots)

Duke Mongoose: I'm worried about the former Yuppie, LeRay. For starters, he came out here with no music!

LeRay: Perhaps a sign of a change?

Mongoose: Another thing - he's wearing kickpads! Does he even throw kicks?

LeRay: Again, perhaps a sign of change. Let's go to the introductions!

Mongoose: I hate change!

The Wink: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit... introducing first, in the blue corner, from the Financial District, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... VINCE PRINCETON!!!

(Boos with some mild applause)

The Wink: In the red corner, accompanied to the ring by his brother, William Malarkey... RANDALL MALARKEY!!!

(A smattering of cheers among apathy)

LeRay: There's the bell and this one's underway!

(Princeton and Randall both walk to the center of the ring. Princeton offers a handshake, and Randall looks to the crowd to help him decide. The audience is calling for him not to do it, so Randall rears back and tries to punch Princeton, but Princeton catches the punch, and fires back with a forearm shot that knocks Randall onto his backside)

Mongoose: Whoa! Malarkey thought he had Princeton's number, but it looks like Princeton is two steps ahead!

LeRay: Malarkey charges in now and gets taken up and over by a hiptoss from Princeton, which is followed up by an armdrag and Princeton holds on to an armbar!

Mongoose: Smart, basic strategy by the yuppie.

LeRay: That's not his name, Duke.

Mongoose: I didn't say it was. He can still be a yuppie without being THE yuppie, LeRay.

LeRay: I suppose you're right, Duke. I never thought I'd be agreeing with you.

(Malarkey gets the crowd to rally behind him, with some help from William on the outside, and gets up to his feet and escapes the armbar with a series of elbows to Princeton's midsection. Randall runs across the ring and comes off the ropes but is met in the center by a Jumping Lariat from Princeton)

Mongoose: The Write-off! Does he still call it that, LeRay? Or does he have to change the names of everything?

LeRay: To the best of my knowledge the moves are the same, only his name has changed.

Mongoose: Well that's some good news at least. Speaking of good news, Randall Malarkey is about to get the opposite in the ring right now!

LeRay: Indeed, as Princeton hooks Randall into a pumphandle and half nelson combination then takes him up and over into a bridging suplex - The M & A Suplex!

One...Two......Three!

Mongoose: Call your grandmother, this one's over! And I thought you said he didn't change the names of his moves!

LeRay: The only note I got was that "Mergers & Acquisitions Suplex" was too wordy and he shortened it to "M & A Suplex". Big win for Vince Princeton here tonight as he begins his quest back toward championship contention.

Mongoose: M & A Suplex? I like it. Do you think he got the idea from my old "T & A Suplex"?

LeRay: I'm not going to dignify that with a response. Fans, stay tuned to JWA Mania for more exclusive action!

[Thumper Moore III]

DUKE: Arrogant Chance is in the ring and booked himself a gauntlet match. I don’t know what he’s trying to prove here.

LERAY: We’ll, he’s stated already he’s trying to prove he’s worthy of a title shot.

DUKE: I don’t believe him. Anyway, here’s his first opponent. Oh, what a shock, Earl Jackson.

LERAY; Jackson makes his way to the ring. He shakes hands with Arizona and immediately tries for a strike to the head— that’s illegal under Zona Rules, but the ref is allowing it. Duke, I’ve been given a series of envelopes and been given instructions to open them at certain times. Here’s the first— it’s in Arizona’s handwriting. It’s says that this match is not under Zona Rules because he’s realized he has to convince, not force people to do things his way.

DUKE: He should convince himself to retire.

LERAY: Jackson swings and misses again, turning himself around— Arizona hits an atomic drop. Jackson is feeling it, he faces Arizona— Manhattan drop! Earl’s tailbone must be in excruciating pain! And there’s the Last Crusade! One, two, three!

DUKE: If I could still wrestle I’d jump in myself instead of that tomato can.

LERAY: Making his way to the ring is now… Tex Fortune? Tex Fortune has made his return to JWA!

DUKE: That’s not Tex Fortune. That’s Peter Dabrowski in a mask.

LERAY: The next envelope (also in Arizona’s handwriting): you never know who might show up for my open challenge, so I want to be ready for surprises. And despite what Duke says, Arizona was not and is not Tex Fortune.

DUKE: What an idiot.

LERAY: Fortune enters the ring, waving finger guns around— Lost Ark Lariat! One, two, three! That didn’t take long! And now, making his way down is.. Kenny Wynn— and Chase Victory!

DUKE: Great, Arizona’s buddies.

LERAY: The final envelope reads: I may have to face multiple opponents, so taking on two at once will hone my skills. And we’ll see if Kenny and Chase have the self-control necessary to be in the Crusade in a match where head strikes are legal.

DUKE: I’ll hand it to him— if he wants to book his own retirement due to injury, he picked a great way to do it.

Wynn and Victory team up to hold their own against Arizona for a few minutes, avoiding head shots.

LERAY: We’ve almost reached our time limit— Chance hits the Last Crusade on Victory! One, two— Wynn breaks up the pin with a kick to the head! Arizona has fire in his eyes— Last Crusade to Wynn! One, two, three!

DUKE: This is even better! All of his allies are giving up on his nonsense! That kick to the head flipped a switch in Arizona! It’s all going to blow up in his face!

LERAY: That’s it for Mania this week. See you at Glory!

[Duke Mongoose]

Chet Desmond: Fans, we've got something special for you this week. I'm sitting with the man who will face Pierre The Enormous this week on Glory, that being Vince Princeton. Vince, it's good to have you here.

Vince Princeton: The pleasure's all yours, Chet.

Chet: I understand we're going to be looking at your match with Pierre from earlier this year and getting your insights.

Princeton: Yeah, this was Kip's idea. I guess the plan is for me to explain what I'm going to do differently or something. Sounds like Kip is trying to give Pierre an unfair advantage if you ask me.

Chet: I'm not in a position to comment on these things, but I'll get the footage going so we can hear your thoughts.

(The screen between both men starts showing footage from Pierre and Yuppie VP from January 5th. Princeton uses a series of strikes but nothing is having any effect on Pierre. Princeton misses a dropkick and Pierre goes for an elbow but Princeton rolls out to the floor. Pierre follows him out, throws him back in the ring, and applies a bearhug)

Chet: Things clearly weren't going your way in the beginning.

Princeton: You think, Chet? I thought that if I just took the fight to the giant that I might catch him off guard. I doubt Pierre would expect anyone to bring the fight to him. Unfortunately, as you saw, that wasn't the case and he was resilient against my strikes.

Chet: I bet that bearhug was pretty painful.

Princeton: How about I show you how it feels, Chet?

Chet: Let's roll some more footage.

(Princeton escapes the bearhug with bell claps, but gets tossed across the ring by Pierre's gutwrench suplex. Pierre goes for an avalanche splash in the corner but Princeton moves, then hits the staggered giant with three chop blocks to the knee and applies a sleeper hold)

Chet: Here you switched up your strategy a bit.

Princeton: After being squeezed and tossed like a rag doll, I decided to take the tree down by attacking the base of the trunk. A big man's weakest point is always going to be the knees.

Chet: That's a nicely executed sleeper hold, but Pierre's neck is like a tree trunk in its own right.

Princeton: You ain't kidding, Chet.

(Pierre escapes the sleeper hold, but Princeton lands a dropkick that leaves Pierre caught in the ropes. Princeton lands a series of forearms and a rolling elbow as the referee works to get Pierre untangled. Princeton comes off the ropes for another attack but Pierre gets free of the ropes and drops Princeton with a big boot. Pierre puts a foot on Princeton's chest for a pin attempt but Princeton is out at two and rolls out the floor)

Chet: You had him on the ropes, quite literally, but a big boot looks like it knocked you for a loop.

Princeton: That's for sure. You don't realize how heavy Pierre's strikes are until you've been on the receiving end of them.

(Pierre lands several chops to Princeton, who falls into the corner. Pierre goes for another avalanche splash, but Princeton pulls the referee between them. As the referee is down and trying to recover, Princeton grabs his towel from the corner and begins to strangle Pierre with it. Once Pierre is down, Princeton gets the referee and instructs him to count but Pierre is out at 2)

Chet: And here we see you taking shortcuts.

Princeton: I'm not necessarily proud of it, but as you can see it didn't really pay off, did it? My plan didn't work out because the referee was too dazed to count with proper cadence and Pierre was able to kick out. And here you see what I get for my trouble, and Pierre lifts me like I'm weightless and press slams me in the center of the ring.

Chet: I can't imagine what you were thinking after that.

Princeton: I was thinking it was a good thing I hadn't had a heavy lunch before the match, or else I would have needed new trunks!

(Chet stifles laughter as the footage continues. Pierre goes after Princeton, but Princeton pokes Pierre in the eye and takes him to the mat with the Kishikaisei flash pin which is enough to get the three count and the win)

Chet: Another shortcut but a very well executed pinning predicament put the gargantuan down.

Princeton: That's what it all comes down to, Chet. I'm the best mat wrestler in JWA and I'll prove it against anyone. I used leverage and cunning to make Pierre's strengths into weaknesses. So if you want to know what my strategy for this week's rematch will be, I'll just say this - it may look a bit different, but the outcome will be the same. Pierre, I"m sorry buddy, but you're just a pitstop on my way to the top here in JWA.

Chet: Fans, don't miss Glory this week!

[Stanley The Weeb]

Stanley the Weeb enters the Green Mist Dojo with a camera crew in tow. He bows to the original Great Ginzu.

Stanley the Weeb: Master, I have been in a stalemate with Tommy and wish to end it.

Original Ginzu: Ah...I see. Do you wish to win?

Stanley the Weeb: No master. Nor do I seek failure

Original Ginzu: Then that is why you are in a stalemate. Regardless of if you wish the title or not. Regardless of who your opponent is or not, you must strive to win.

Stanley the Weeb: But master...

Original Ginzu: You put too much thought into things. You have the capability to learn the Ranken and enter the Mu state. An unpredictable attack can't be defended against. And the Mu state is the perfect defense.

The Original Ginzu waves away the camera man.

Original Ginzu: The methods of learning the Ranken and Mu state is not for public eyes. When you next see Stanley the Weeb, he will be able to end the stalemate without going against Arizona-son's quest, if that is what Stanley wishes.

[Dyno]

PUTTERGILL: "Rodd Puttergill here with another edition of JWA Mania!  After another crazy week of JWA action our first match today was scheduled to be Dyno taking on Randall Malarkey however news broke earlier from the office.  Here's our friend and yours, Chet Desmond with this exclusive report."

DESMOND: "Thanks Rodd.  Yes folks I'm here at the JWA arena where we have just been informed that due to an undisclosed injury Dyno sustained, ironically in the Zona Rules match, he has not been cleared to compete.  The staff have given us no timetable for a return for the Brit which adds to a disappointing few weeks for the former champ.  We do understand however that the office is keen to keep Dyno involved but in what role we are yet to hear.  I have reached out to Dyno for comment but have not had a response yet.  Back to you Rodd."

PUTTERGILL: "Thanks Chet.  Disappointing news indeed, but as ever, the show must go on.  Let's get down to ringside where Jonny Powell is about to face Barney Burrowitt."

[Thumper Moore III]

Rodd Puttergill is running after Arizona to catch him backstage.

RODD: Arizona! Arizona! (audible huffing and puffing) Can I get your reaction to Dyno’s claims that he was injured in your Zona Rules match with him?

ARIZONA: Rob, slow down man. That’s the fastest I’ve seen you move. You were really going there— you’d give a sloth a good race. Keep up that training, and soon you’ll be able to get to the bus stop without getting short of breath.

RODD: (catching his breath) Your reaction to Dyno’s injury?

ARIZONA: Listen Ron, that’s disappointing news. I’m not sure where or when it occurred, but I hope he has a quick and painless recovery and rehab. My rules weren’t designed to protect against all injury, just the ones to the head and neck. Dyno was right about one thing— what we do is inherently dangerous. Rube, I’ve been concussed twice and had knee surgery, and that’s just since I joined JWA. And while the knee injury was painful and a setback, the concussions were potentially life-altering.

Anyway, Dyno, best wishes and a speedy recovery. Hope to see you back to defend your J-1 title.

[Red Pirate Rogers]

Rodd Puttergill: We've seen Red Pirate Rogers and Vinny Bambino help one another recently, but two JWA Vets didn't take kindly to being passed over for a tag team title shot: the Malarkey brothers, Randall and William, challenged the new duo, and Mick LeRay and Duke Mongoose were there with the call.

[Cut to the ring, where Randall and Vinny (in new ring gear) are circling eachother as the bell rings]

LeRay: Here we go! The Malarkeys laid out a challenge and Red Pirate Rogers and his new first mate accepted, tie up and Randall whips Bambino into the ropes, hip toss, and quickly Vinny's on his back

Mongoose: New look, same old Vinny...

LeRay: an arm bar and Vinny's looking for a tag, but the Malarkey's know how to stop that, as a tag brings in William and a few kicks to the gut to soften up Vinny.

Mongoose: Veteran team move there, Rogers and Bambino don't have that chemistry.

LeRay: Bambino takes a German duplex, and while they may not have great chemistry yet, they are coordinating, with Vinny donning a golden version of Rogers' signature look.

Moongose: who are you, Coco Chanel?

LeRay: You brought it up!

Mongoose: I thought his clothes had finally become entirely covered with mustard stains!

LeRay: William sends Vinny into the ropes, but oh! Rogers reaches out to make a tag, and springboards in for a head scissors on William! Cover, count, 1, 2 ...Randall breaks it up, but here's Vinny to make the save!

Mongoose: How? This is Vinny Bambin-oh my god!

LeRay: Hurricanrana! Vinny Bambino connects on a hurricanrana! Randall Malarkey's out of the ring, Vinny giving chase while Red Pirate Rogers climbs the corner and connects on a Cliffs of Craziness, 1..2...3!

[The Mean Queen Jessie Aldean]

Chief buffalo stomps to the ring to crush Vinny bambino. On the way up the steel steps he hears LeRay say "lost it" and Mongoose ask, "did he ever have it?"

The bell rings and he charges right at Vinny, who's talking to the red masked reject.The skinny guy dodges, but hitting the post just makes buffalo madder.

forearm smash knocks Vinny to the ground, pick him up and side suplex, up again and choke slam him and his dumb fedora.

Wait...that masked moron...it could be anyone...even...better crush first and ask questions later.

Buffalo reaches through the ropes and shouts, "c'mere Arizona! I' gunna rip that mask off yer dumb mug!!" the swashbuckler...or rather Arizona in a swashbuckler mask...dances away shouting about senses, but buffalo knows that smell, confidence, arrogance, gonna crush that filthy hypoc--

Buffalo topples backwards, and before he knows it, he hears three slaps and three rings, and the announcer says, "your winner: Vinny Bambino!!"

Arizona's celebrating with Arizona and buffalo is furious. He pounds a turnbuckle till the rope goes limp...and he yells "ARIZONA!!! I'll get you yet!!!"

[Thumper Moore III]

The real Arizona is on a video call from home with Mick Leray.

MICK: I have with me live on the a video stream Arizona Chance. Arizona, you called in. What’s on your mind?

ARIZONA: Thanks for the intro Mick. I won’t be long. I just wanted to let Chief Buffalo know that if he is willing, I can get him treatment for his obvious concussion with world renowned neurologist Chidi Ngokwe, the same gentleman to whose institute I sent Chase Victory and Kenny Wynn for their education. If the Chief is having visual hallucinations, it’s a serious threat to his well being. Also, for his own good, Im never setting foot in the ring with him again. It’s become obvious that his obsession is harming him, and I will not feed into that.

Mick, thanks for the time.

MICK: That’s number one contender Arizona Chance. Now, back to the ring for a match between the aforementioned Chase Victory and Peter Dabrowski, already in progress.

[The Mean Queen Jessie Aldean]

Rodd Puttergill greets fans saying that before the JWA ends they have a quick conversation with Chief Buffalo.

But Buffalo isn't feeling it. Gotta do the promo, even though it's all pointless.

"How are you feeling, Chief..."

"how'd'ya think?"

"well...I'm not..."

"I feel like crap. I ain't got a win in this thing...ain't got a title...ain't got a partner...ain't got anything..."

"well.."

"I ain't even got a backroom deal with the champ...used me and left me for scrap on the side of the road..."

"I suppose..."

"I feel like crap, kid, cause you know what, come to realize, that might be what I am, not a chief, just a big stinkin' buffalo patty. Why don't ya go stick that mic in someone else's face, ain't no more to say here, just a big dumb, pbbbbbt..."

shoulders slump and chief walks away.

[Thumper Moore III]

Dec 5, 2021 12:23:47 GMT -5 The Mean Queen Jessie Aldean said:

Rodd Puttergill greets fans saying that before the JWA ends they have a quick conversation with Chief Buffalo.

But Buffalo isn't feeling it. Gotta do the promo, even though it's all pointless.

"How are you feeling, Chief..."

"how'd'ya think?"

"well...I'm not..."

"I feel like crap. I ain't got a win in this thing...ain't got a title...ain't got a partner...ain't got anything..."

"well.."

"I ain't even got a backroom deal with the champ...used me and left me for scrap on the side of the road..."

"I suppose..."

"I feel like crap, kid, cause you know what, come to realize, that might be what I am, not a chief, just a big stinkin' buffalo patty. Why don't ya go stick that mic in someone else's face, ain't no more to say here, just a big dumb, pbbbbbt..."

shoulders slump and chief walks away.

OOC: I feel genuinely bad for the big guy.