Post by Malcolm Gould on Nov 24, 2012 18:19:39 GMT -5
Mitch Thompson is seen sitting in the parking lot to the Pavilion in Villanova, the host to this week's edition of Live! and he appears frustrated. He's got on his signature black sleeveless shirt and jeans, sitting on the hood of his Camaro. He finishes off a bottle of Mountain Dew as he sees the camera coming.
Mitch: Great. You're here. I guess you want to hear my take on this four corner elimination match, eh? Well then, here is what I have to say. Firstly, this match is a stupid idea. Alex Morgan is a brilliant businessman, and in most cases he knows exactly what he's doing, but this makes no sense. For example, the Vice Squad haven't even shown an in ring exhibition for him, and they're main eventing? What's that all about? Sideshow has no beef with these guys except for his partner being attacked multiple times.
He shrugs.
Mitch: Just an opinion, I guess. Secondly, Adam Stryker is a cheap bastard, and may god have mercy on his soul. He comes to me, yelling and hollering that he's being treated unfairly. But Adam, how is it to act when you bitch about it, then you decide you aren't going to show up? You're such a clown. But clowns are supposed to be funny, remember? You're not funny. So now I'm short handed, I come in here alone against three fully functional tag teams. But that's okay. I'm not out here to win this match. I don't need all sorts of credit and excitement. I'm just out here to get my hands on those little Mexican bastards and give them the beat down that they've had coming to them for a number of months. Loco, Toro, I'm here to get you, and for no other reason. I don't give a damn about the Vice Squad or the V-List. I give a damn about doing my job as a security guard, and if you think you're just going to make me look like a fool, you're in for quite the disappointment. I'm done talking, I'll see you for our match, gentlemen.
The cameraman backs away slowly as the scene cuts out.
Mitch: Great. You're here. I guess you want to hear my take on this four corner elimination match, eh? Well then, here is what I have to say. Firstly, this match is a stupid idea. Alex Morgan is a brilliant businessman, and in most cases he knows exactly what he's doing, but this makes no sense. For example, the Vice Squad haven't even shown an in ring exhibition for him, and they're main eventing? What's that all about? Sideshow has no beef with these guys except for his partner being attacked multiple times.
He shrugs.
Mitch: Just an opinion, I guess. Secondly, Adam Stryker is a cheap bastard, and may god have mercy on his soul. He comes to me, yelling and hollering that he's being treated unfairly. But Adam, how is it to act when you bitch about it, then you decide you aren't going to show up? You're such a clown. But clowns are supposed to be funny, remember? You're not funny. So now I'm short handed, I come in here alone against three fully functional tag teams. But that's okay. I'm not out here to win this match. I don't need all sorts of credit and excitement. I'm just out here to get my hands on those little Mexican bastards and give them the beat down that they've had coming to them for a number of months. Loco, Toro, I'm here to get you, and for no other reason. I don't give a damn about the Vice Squad or the V-List. I give a damn about doing my job as a security guard, and if you think you're just going to make me look like a fool, you're in for quite the disappointment. I'm done talking, I'll see you for our match, gentlemen.
The cameraman backs away slowly as the scene cuts out.