Post by Deleted on May 28, 2011 18:42:33 GMT -6
Numerous incarnations of the Sky Sports logos flash across the screen from the company’s humble beginnings in 1991 as dramatic music begins to pick up pace. As the sound climaxes a large shield crashes through the current logo, the word “20 Years” is written inside with a banner along the tip of the shield displaying the logo for Sky Sports News as a disembodied voice begins to speak…
For 20 Years…..
The Home of Sport…..
As the image fades away the usual atmospheric background music for Sky Sports News begins to play as we re-join Natalie Sawyer, who is dressed in a neat white blouse with her mic fixed over the collar, and Jim White, who is dressed in a light grey suit and bright blue tie. The pair are both sat behind their desk with an opaque shot of the Sky Sports News office is displayed to their rear, a blue glow emitted from the monitors. To the right the usual list of statistics and league tables begins to roll on its repeat cycle as the red news bar travels along the bottom of the screen displaying the latest news and viewing options. As the music begins to fade out the anchors begin to speak.
Natalie Sawyer : Good evening sports fans! Welcome back to Sky Sports News as we prepare and preview the UEFA Champions League Final at Wembley Tonight!
Jim White : English Premier League Champions Manchester United take on the might of the Spanish Champions Barcelona for football’s top prize this evening as Stevenage clinch their second promotion in as many seasons after defeating Torquay United 1-0 courtesy of a John Mousinho goal.
Natalie Sawyer : Westley’s men will now ply their trade in nPower League One next season as Hudderfield Town and Peterborough United will compete to exit the division tomorrow at Old Trafford.
Jim White : On Monday the stage is set for the biggest prize in the Football League as Swansea City take on Reading for the right to play in the Premier League next season. All in all a fantastic weekend of football is ahead of us this bank holiday weekend.
Natalie Sawyer : Whilst Swansea entertain Reading on Monday at Wembley the Swans home, The Liberty Stadium, will play host to American Professional Wrestling company New Championship Wrestling tonight and Sunday night in what promises to be a spicy affair following the events at A Night To Remember a week ago.
Jim White : That’s right Natalie, the world of professional wrestling is still reacting to the fallout from a huge night in Miami. Title’s changed hands whilst two men put their bodies on the line through pure hatred.
Natalie Sawyer : And last but not least, nCw World Champion Rob Diamond and the new nCw Womens Champion Zelda Knite enjoyed an intimate moment for the rest of the world to enjoy.
Jim White : I think we can all guess Natalie’s favourite moment of the night folks!
Natalie Sawyer : I am a sucker for a romantic ending Jim. Let’s take a look back at A Night to Remember and relive a few of those monumental moments!
A transitional card appears and fades away to reveal a short vignette of the nCw pay per view. A few of the key moments of the night are displayed ranging from Zelda’s victory over Trish Newborn, Spike Kane’s capture of the nCw Honor Title, the brutal Dragon’s Den encounter between Trent Helms and Steve Awesome and Roberto Verona’s victory over Todd Williams. After a few minutes the video finally begins to close to an end accompanied by dramatic music depicting the bout between Xander Famularo and Rob Diamond, flashing back and forth between both competitors offence before finishing on the distraught face of Famularo following Diamond’s eventual victory. The pace of the piece begins to slow as scenes of Rob’s proposal play to a gentle tone, closing on the image of the pair embracing with the crowds on its feet around them as the camera zooms in to show a close up of the happy couple. Suddenly the sound of visual interference can be heard as the image of the two beings to flicker as white noise blends into shot. Gradually this interference gets worse and worse before the entire image is consumed with white noise before the sound of “Children of the Revolution” begins to gradually increase in volume as the picture begins to clear. As the image begins to settle the sound of slow, sarcastic clapping can be heard as Roberto Verona gradually becomes visible, sat at the edge of a desk.
Roberto Verona : Bravo….
Roberto sneers, bringing the palms of his hands together with more and more force in a methodical manner. The camera begins to zoom in slowly towards the Italian but before it gets too close the British Union Jack and Roberto’s tricolour are visible at the rear of the set behind the desk which Roberto is perched upon. The walls are draped in a black fabric whilst the desk is covered by another of Roberto’s tricolours, covering up the wooden structure beneath. As the camera gets closer Roberto leans forward and ceases clapping, grasping his hands together.
Roberto Verona : Congratulations Robert and Zelda. In one moment you managed to eclipse the entire evening with a nauseating display of public affection which had more people reaching for buckets than tissues.
Roberto begins to shake his head in disgust before raising his head to stare directly into the camera lens.
Roberto Verona : If ever there was a moment that defined everything that is wrong with this company, it was the union of you two parasites on national television that embodied it. So, to celebrate the further decay of New Championship Wrestling let me introduce you to another episode of RevolutionCast!
Roberto sits up, a wry smile running across his lips as he rubs his hands in glee before opening his arms to a welcoming gesture to the viewers.
Roberto Verona : What an episode I have in store for you as well, not only will we raise a finger to the happy couple in my worldwide exclusive “Zelda & Her Current Significant Other”, we will also take an in depth look at my other opponent in “Steve Awesome : Anatomy of a Serial Man Whore”. But that’s not all folks, tonight you are all invited to join me as we celebrate the final chapter in the epic saga “I Dreamed a Delusion : The Todd Williams Story” and last but by no means least “The Young Guns : Totally Irrelevent (Yet Repeatedly Discussed)”. All this and more, right here!
Roberto lifts himself up from the edge of his desk and walks to the left of the set towards the large flat screen television that is anchored to the wall, displaying a generic nCw logo. Roberto clears his throat at he slowly approaches the platform in front of the media centre.
Roberto Verona : You know, for all the talk of Rob and Zelda’s engagement, there was so much more on show last Sunday that seems to have got lost in the outpouring of feminine emotion from, mostly, masculine wrestling fans. Somehow Spike Kane wrenching the Honor Title from Christian Gardner and the travesty of a defeat for Venom this weekend have been completely overshadowed. Hell, even the two monkeys in the barbed wire cage seem to have been forgotten about. Seriously, when the biggest story from the biggest wrestling event of the year is completely devoid of any actual wrestling you know something is wrong. How much longer can you people keep kidding yourselves that there is nothing wrong with the product you lap up like lobotomised kittens and the “heroes” you worship? If the courtship of these two idiots doesn’t convince you then you need serious help.
Roberto finally arrives besides the television set where he proceeds to stand by its side, his hands clasped together as he continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : However, never fear! For those of you out there who possess more than two brain cells, you will remember the most colossal moment of the entire pay per view. No, I am not talking about Allyson Gardner’s heaving bust, not that I am complaining, but of course the most important victory of the evening. At A Night To Remember I treated you all to a wrestling master class as I once again beat Todd William’s incompetent ass and took away the last thing in his life that mattered. No, not his X-Box 360, I have taste, but this….
Roberto slowly raises his right arm, drawing the cameras attention further left. Verona turns as the camera slowly reveals a balloon arch. The red, white and black balloons rise up and over a small table, covered in a gold fabric with a small platform in the middle. Wrapped around the platform is the X-Championship which glistens as the light fittings reflecting against its surface. The camera pans back slightly to Verona who is stood grinning before he begins to chuckle audibly.
Roberto Verona : Don’t worry I am pleased to announce that myself and X-Championship are just friends and will not be washing up in some trashy wedding chapel any time soon, I will leave that sort of lovable Tom foolery to my co….”stars”. The fact remains, however, that I am your new nCw X-Champion after removing this once esteemed prize from the grasp of a man who has long since lost his grip on reality. No doubt the gormless sycophants that I sadly share the ring with will continue to bleat on about how I’m a nobody or whatever lovable pithy little catchphrases they can conjure up, but the fact remains that I will do more for this title in my reign than any of my predecessors could manage. Although, in fairness when I am up against stiff competition like Todd Williams and Joe Ragnal that is perhaps a much easier task than I give credit. Regardless, when I choose to move on to other things I will have done more for this belt than Ragnal, Famularo, Diamond and William’s combined. That is if I can remove the stains of your reigns which are left behind to tarnish the belt for eternity in the record books, luckily everyone will soon forget about every one of you.
Roberto turns back towards the television to his left which is no adorned with a smiling photo of Todd Williams on a black background. Beneath the photo the words “Todd Williams : 2011-2011” are written in white font similar to most tribute videos.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to our first exclusive, “I Dreamed A Delusion : the Todd Williams Story”. With the death of Todd’s career, because let’s face it he peaked when I gift wrapped him the X-Championship, I must send out a personal message to my “lovable” nemesis. I feel like a new man, invigorated and refreshed. Finally a massive weight has been lifted, finally I don’t need to carry the colossal failure that is Todd Williams. When I said that I would make and break you Williams I wasn’t just filling up air time, I meant every single word and at A Night To Remember I proved my point. You will never be anything but a minor road bump on my greater road to glory, but at least you can tell your grandchildren that you were the man who gifted Roberto Verona his first ever nCw title, that has to count for something.
Maybe you think that I am cruel, rubbing your former belt in your face but once again you’ll have completely missed the point. I am telling you Williams that this little thing between you and me is over, finished, done. I told you I’d beat you and I’ve done it twice. I told you that when the time was right I would come for that belt, you simply challenged me prematurely and lo and behold I am the new nCw X-Champion. This is the end of our little saga Williams, you can stamp your feet and shout your name at the top of your lungs all you like but you can join the back of the line if you want another shot at me.
Roberto clears his throat as the Young Guns logo replaces the image of Todd Williams. Beneath the icon the words “Young Guns Don’t Matter” are written in large font, beneath them in brackets a smaller sentence can be made out saying “But We Can’t Stop Talking About Them”. Roberto smiles before continuing.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to the “hot topic” of the week, the Young Guns. You know, it is incredibly suspicious when so many people keep banging on about how irrelevant we are. I mean, we are so irrelevant people just cannot resist talking about us, albeit in a derogatory manner. Let’s not kid ourselves people, if you all really didn’t care about us and genuinely thought we weren’t worth a damn you wouldn’t be consistently, week in and week out, clambering over one another to get your two cents worth in. Time and time again people just cannot resist opening their mouths and taking a shot at me, Jacobsen and Newborn and they always say how we just aren’t the same as the “old guard”. It is cute, no really it is, but I have always been of the opinion that when you don’t give a damn about something you sure as hell don’t dedicate your time to boring everybody by droning on about it.
Listen guys, if you really do not care about the Young Guns how about you sit down, shut up and engage your oral “skills” in another direction or, better yet, you actually admit that you’re talking out of your arses. The fact is you all know that with the departure of Venom the Young Guns are at a crossroads and not a single one of you guys and gals have a clue how things will play out from here on in. I get it, you’re taking your pot shots now whilst you think we are wounded and rolling down the steep decline to our ultimate demise. Let’s hope for your sakes we don’t have anything up our sleeves. So Rob, Steven, Todd, Xander and whoever else wants to run their mouths, go ahead but you had better pray that this really is a terminal blow, otherwise you may well be made to eat every single one of your many, many words…
Roberto yawns mockingly before walking away from the platform, stepping down and walking towards the centre of the studio, with the media hub and the news desk both visible in the background. Running one of his hands through his hair Roberto continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to you, Steve. The man who has been through more women than he has matches and who boasts a more impressive medical history than he does title history. Considering your taste in women has led you towards the vile piece of work that is Crystal Hilton I really cannot afford you anything approaching respect, despite the fact that you are now the number one contender for your wife. Sorry, belt. Mr. Italian French Guy? Wow, original Steve, where did you learn that one? The Todd Williams School of Trash Talk? Listen, I know the chlamydia has probably rotted your brain but let me point out something very simple to you Steve; I couldn’t give a flying **** what you think of me. Any man who actually chooses to spend his time with Crystal Hilton and Zelda Knite willingly has absolutely no right to criticise another human being. Ever.
That being said, I suppose I can just listen to you talk to make a fair judgement on your mental capacity, hey Steven? One minute you’re calling me the fourth string in the Young Guns, the next you’re talking about how the group is burying me, it’s only redeemable asset. to contradict yourself Awesome, did you graduate from the University of Simpleton’s with full honours or only half? Listen, I appreciate the stunning advice Steve, about leaving the Young Guns before it’s too late but when you follow up such pearls of wisdom with prediction of my demise either way, forgive me for pretty much ignoring anything that comes out of your mouth. The day I start listening to you Awesome is the day I may as well book myself into the asylum and give up on life, because a world where you opinion means anything is one I don’t want to live in.
Whilst I commend you for literally beating Trent Helm’s brains out across Miami, I can’t help but admit that all the while I was hoping that you’d share the same fate. The fact is Steve that you are just another example of everything that is wrong with this company, you’re a pompous, arrogant, self-centered ****wit, and those are your positive qualities. The fact that people put you up on a pedestal and worship every one of your asinine outbursts just goes to show how utterly devoid of intelligence the nCw audience truly is. Beating the living day lights out of guys like you is exactly what I signed up for and this weekend, when I put you beneath my boot and rid the world of another false I will be just another step towards reforming this decadent company and bringing some class to the very top of the pecking order.
So whilst you obsess over the World Title and your impending match with your BFF, don’t go making yourself too comfortable because whilst I must occupy myself with fending off whichever cerebral disaster that tries to take a shot at my belt for the time being, before long I will be changing my focus towards that very prize you crave so badly and if you stand in my way, they’ll have to wipe you off the mat just like they did Trent Helms.
Roberto pauses for a moment, raising his clasped hands to his lips, both his index finger covering them as he ponders something. Looking up he lowers hands and continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : The natural reaction to hearing that somebody has gotten engaged is to feel happiness for the couple, to wish them luck in their future endeavours and bestow your deepest hope that they enjoy a long and fruitful life together. The only feeling I got when I had to sit through your public castration Rob was nausea and an intense urge to throw myself from the tallest point I can find. For a man who describes me as the latest bitch he is going to bend over, I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed watching you get down on one knee and systematically retract your balls whilst rendering the remaining appendage useless in your complete show of emasculation. If you really want to question the validity of my manhood Rob perhaps you should re-watch the ending of A Night To Remember and find me the part where you didn’t just become another one of Zelda Knite’s many, many pussy whipped bitches. Let’s face it Rob, you aren’t the first guy she has wrapped around her little finger and the fact is that just because you’ve managed to wrap that little diamond around her finger doesn’t mean that you’ll be the last. You’ve dedicated yourself to a woman whose loyalties last as long as a goldfishes memory, here’s hoping it doesn’t cost you the nCw World Championship like it did Velez.
I will give you some credit though Diamond, you aren’t quite as stupid as your friend Awesome, but clearly that doesn’t mean you are much of an Einstein. You’re damn right I am the man who screwed you out of the X-Championship to wrap it around, how did you put it? A paper champion? And yes you are correct, I was doing it to prove to Todd that the only meaningful thing he could ever achieve in life was thanks to me. Sure, I ended up winning my first ever championship as a result, but hey if Todd wants to challenge me to a title match I am hardly likely to decline the offer am I? I was more than content to let that half-wit stew for a while longer but he decided he wanted to give up his belt prematurely. Sure, it would have been far more fun beating somebody with an ounce of talent like yourself to capture my first belt, but I can only defeat what is put in front of me and for some reason Todd wanted to offer himself up on a plate. Having said that, if you weren’t so easily distracted maybe it would have been you I was whipping around Miami instead of Todd?
You seem to like to run your mouth Diamond, and hell you’re the World Champion so you must know what you’re talking about right? Unfortunately that belt cannot disengage the bull**** that just flows from your mouth like water from a tap. You see, I have heard it all before, that the Young Guns are nothing compared to the original line up, that by associating with them I am not worth anybody’s time and that I lack talent, amongst other tedious and mind numbingly stupid comments. So, instead of embarrassing yourself any further how about sit down, shut the **** up and open up your ears for all of two seconds.
You may be top of the pile right now Rob, but you are not building your legacy on solid foundations. For all you whine and bitch about how I stole the X-Championship from you, you seem to like forgetting that your fiancée stole the belt you now hold from Charlie Velez and put it on a “paper champion” that you readily defeated. You and I aren’t so different in that respect huh? Whilst you may be the top dog as things stand Robert things can’t last forever, so enjoy your time in the limelight, heck enjoy banging that gamer chick of yours until she finds a guy with a higher Gamerscore than you because when I am done working my way up the ladder I will be gunning for that belt and just like Awesome, if you happen to be the glorified “superstar” who has it wrapped around his waist I will waste no time removing it from you, even if I have to beat you to a bloody pulp. This weekend if merely a taster, to learn what you are all about and when I think the time is right, I will strike and for every misinformed egotistical put down that dribbles out of whatever orifice you talk from I will just amplify the pain that I put you through. When I am through with you Diamond you will be lucky if you can even walk down the aisle let alone consummate your marriage.
Vive La Révolution. Look out of Madame Guillotine, because I am coming for your head.
With that Roberto laughs, grinning sadistically to himself as the image of him begins to fade into the white noise which interrupted the previous broadcast. As the white noise eventually consumes the scene we begin to fade back to the Sky Sports News studios as the two anchors look thorough bemused, workers frantically running back and forth in the rear of the shot as phones begin to ring off of the hook and the network cuts to commercials.
For 20 Years…..
The Home of Sport…..
As the image fades away the usual atmospheric background music for Sky Sports News begins to play as we re-join Natalie Sawyer, who is dressed in a neat white blouse with her mic fixed over the collar, and Jim White, who is dressed in a light grey suit and bright blue tie. The pair are both sat behind their desk with an opaque shot of the Sky Sports News office is displayed to their rear, a blue glow emitted from the monitors. To the right the usual list of statistics and league tables begins to roll on its repeat cycle as the red news bar travels along the bottom of the screen displaying the latest news and viewing options. As the music begins to fade out the anchors begin to speak.
Natalie Sawyer : Good evening sports fans! Welcome back to Sky Sports News as we prepare and preview the UEFA Champions League Final at Wembley Tonight!
Jim White : English Premier League Champions Manchester United take on the might of the Spanish Champions Barcelona for football’s top prize this evening as Stevenage clinch their second promotion in as many seasons after defeating Torquay United 1-0 courtesy of a John Mousinho goal.
Natalie Sawyer : Westley’s men will now ply their trade in nPower League One next season as Hudderfield Town and Peterborough United will compete to exit the division tomorrow at Old Trafford.
Jim White : On Monday the stage is set for the biggest prize in the Football League as Swansea City take on Reading for the right to play in the Premier League next season. All in all a fantastic weekend of football is ahead of us this bank holiday weekend.
Natalie Sawyer : Whilst Swansea entertain Reading on Monday at Wembley the Swans home, The Liberty Stadium, will play host to American Professional Wrestling company New Championship Wrestling tonight and Sunday night in what promises to be a spicy affair following the events at A Night To Remember a week ago.
Jim White : That’s right Natalie, the world of professional wrestling is still reacting to the fallout from a huge night in Miami. Title’s changed hands whilst two men put their bodies on the line through pure hatred.
Natalie Sawyer : And last but not least, nCw World Champion Rob Diamond and the new nCw Womens Champion Zelda Knite enjoyed an intimate moment for the rest of the world to enjoy.
Jim White : I think we can all guess Natalie’s favourite moment of the night folks!
Natalie Sawyer : I am a sucker for a romantic ending Jim. Let’s take a look back at A Night to Remember and relive a few of those monumental moments!
A transitional card appears and fades away to reveal a short vignette of the nCw pay per view. A few of the key moments of the night are displayed ranging from Zelda’s victory over Trish Newborn, Spike Kane’s capture of the nCw Honor Title, the brutal Dragon’s Den encounter between Trent Helms and Steve Awesome and Roberto Verona’s victory over Todd Williams. After a few minutes the video finally begins to close to an end accompanied by dramatic music depicting the bout between Xander Famularo and Rob Diamond, flashing back and forth between both competitors offence before finishing on the distraught face of Famularo following Diamond’s eventual victory. The pace of the piece begins to slow as scenes of Rob’s proposal play to a gentle tone, closing on the image of the pair embracing with the crowds on its feet around them as the camera zooms in to show a close up of the happy couple. Suddenly the sound of visual interference can be heard as the image of the two beings to flicker as white noise blends into shot. Gradually this interference gets worse and worse before the entire image is consumed with white noise before the sound of “Children of the Revolution” begins to gradually increase in volume as the picture begins to clear. As the image begins to settle the sound of slow, sarcastic clapping can be heard as Roberto Verona gradually becomes visible, sat at the edge of a desk.
Roberto Verona : Bravo….
Roberto sneers, bringing the palms of his hands together with more and more force in a methodical manner. The camera begins to zoom in slowly towards the Italian but before it gets too close the British Union Jack and Roberto’s tricolour are visible at the rear of the set behind the desk which Roberto is perched upon. The walls are draped in a black fabric whilst the desk is covered by another of Roberto’s tricolours, covering up the wooden structure beneath. As the camera gets closer Roberto leans forward and ceases clapping, grasping his hands together.
Roberto Verona : Congratulations Robert and Zelda. In one moment you managed to eclipse the entire evening with a nauseating display of public affection which had more people reaching for buckets than tissues.
Roberto begins to shake his head in disgust before raising his head to stare directly into the camera lens.
Roberto Verona : If ever there was a moment that defined everything that is wrong with this company, it was the union of you two parasites on national television that embodied it. So, to celebrate the further decay of New Championship Wrestling let me introduce you to another episode of RevolutionCast!
Roberto sits up, a wry smile running across his lips as he rubs his hands in glee before opening his arms to a welcoming gesture to the viewers.
Roberto Verona : What an episode I have in store for you as well, not only will we raise a finger to the happy couple in my worldwide exclusive “Zelda & Her Current Significant Other”, we will also take an in depth look at my other opponent in “Steve Awesome : Anatomy of a Serial Man Whore”. But that’s not all folks, tonight you are all invited to join me as we celebrate the final chapter in the epic saga “I Dreamed a Delusion : The Todd Williams Story” and last but by no means least “The Young Guns : Totally Irrelevent (Yet Repeatedly Discussed)”. All this and more, right here!
Roberto lifts himself up from the edge of his desk and walks to the left of the set towards the large flat screen television that is anchored to the wall, displaying a generic nCw logo. Roberto clears his throat at he slowly approaches the platform in front of the media centre.
Roberto Verona : You know, for all the talk of Rob and Zelda’s engagement, there was so much more on show last Sunday that seems to have got lost in the outpouring of feminine emotion from, mostly, masculine wrestling fans. Somehow Spike Kane wrenching the Honor Title from Christian Gardner and the travesty of a defeat for Venom this weekend have been completely overshadowed. Hell, even the two monkeys in the barbed wire cage seem to have been forgotten about. Seriously, when the biggest story from the biggest wrestling event of the year is completely devoid of any actual wrestling you know something is wrong. How much longer can you people keep kidding yourselves that there is nothing wrong with the product you lap up like lobotomised kittens and the “heroes” you worship? If the courtship of these two idiots doesn’t convince you then you need serious help.
Roberto finally arrives besides the television set where he proceeds to stand by its side, his hands clasped together as he continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : However, never fear! For those of you out there who possess more than two brain cells, you will remember the most colossal moment of the entire pay per view. No, I am not talking about Allyson Gardner’s heaving bust, not that I am complaining, but of course the most important victory of the evening. At A Night To Remember I treated you all to a wrestling master class as I once again beat Todd William’s incompetent ass and took away the last thing in his life that mattered. No, not his X-Box 360, I have taste, but this….
Roberto slowly raises his right arm, drawing the cameras attention further left. Verona turns as the camera slowly reveals a balloon arch. The red, white and black balloons rise up and over a small table, covered in a gold fabric with a small platform in the middle. Wrapped around the platform is the X-Championship which glistens as the light fittings reflecting against its surface. The camera pans back slightly to Verona who is stood grinning before he begins to chuckle audibly.
Roberto Verona : Don’t worry I am pleased to announce that myself and X-Championship are just friends and will not be washing up in some trashy wedding chapel any time soon, I will leave that sort of lovable Tom foolery to my co….”stars”. The fact remains, however, that I am your new nCw X-Champion after removing this once esteemed prize from the grasp of a man who has long since lost his grip on reality. No doubt the gormless sycophants that I sadly share the ring with will continue to bleat on about how I’m a nobody or whatever lovable pithy little catchphrases they can conjure up, but the fact remains that I will do more for this title in my reign than any of my predecessors could manage. Although, in fairness when I am up against stiff competition like Todd Williams and Joe Ragnal that is perhaps a much easier task than I give credit. Regardless, when I choose to move on to other things I will have done more for this belt than Ragnal, Famularo, Diamond and William’s combined. That is if I can remove the stains of your reigns which are left behind to tarnish the belt for eternity in the record books, luckily everyone will soon forget about every one of you.
Roberto turns back towards the television to his left which is no adorned with a smiling photo of Todd Williams on a black background. Beneath the photo the words “Todd Williams : 2011-2011” are written in white font similar to most tribute videos.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to our first exclusive, “I Dreamed A Delusion : the Todd Williams Story”. With the death of Todd’s career, because let’s face it he peaked when I gift wrapped him the X-Championship, I must send out a personal message to my “lovable” nemesis. I feel like a new man, invigorated and refreshed. Finally a massive weight has been lifted, finally I don’t need to carry the colossal failure that is Todd Williams. When I said that I would make and break you Williams I wasn’t just filling up air time, I meant every single word and at A Night To Remember I proved my point. You will never be anything but a minor road bump on my greater road to glory, but at least you can tell your grandchildren that you were the man who gifted Roberto Verona his first ever nCw title, that has to count for something.
Maybe you think that I am cruel, rubbing your former belt in your face but once again you’ll have completely missed the point. I am telling you Williams that this little thing between you and me is over, finished, done. I told you I’d beat you and I’ve done it twice. I told you that when the time was right I would come for that belt, you simply challenged me prematurely and lo and behold I am the new nCw X-Champion. This is the end of our little saga Williams, you can stamp your feet and shout your name at the top of your lungs all you like but you can join the back of the line if you want another shot at me.
Roberto clears his throat as the Young Guns logo replaces the image of Todd Williams. Beneath the icon the words “Young Guns Don’t Matter” are written in large font, beneath them in brackets a smaller sentence can be made out saying “But We Can’t Stop Talking About Them”. Roberto smiles before continuing.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to the “hot topic” of the week, the Young Guns. You know, it is incredibly suspicious when so many people keep banging on about how irrelevant we are. I mean, we are so irrelevant people just cannot resist talking about us, albeit in a derogatory manner. Let’s not kid ourselves people, if you all really didn’t care about us and genuinely thought we weren’t worth a damn you wouldn’t be consistently, week in and week out, clambering over one another to get your two cents worth in. Time and time again people just cannot resist opening their mouths and taking a shot at me, Jacobsen and Newborn and they always say how we just aren’t the same as the “old guard”. It is cute, no really it is, but I have always been of the opinion that when you don’t give a damn about something you sure as hell don’t dedicate your time to boring everybody by droning on about it.
Listen guys, if you really do not care about the Young Guns how about you sit down, shut up and engage your oral “skills” in another direction or, better yet, you actually admit that you’re talking out of your arses. The fact is you all know that with the departure of Venom the Young Guns are at a crossroads and not a single one of you guys and gals have a clue how things will play out from here on in. I get it, you’re taking your pot shots now whilst you think we are wounded and rolling down the steep decline to our ultimate demise. Let’s hope for your sakes we don’t have anything up our sleeves. So Rob, Steven, Todd, Xander and whoever else wants to run their mouths, go ahead but you had better pray that this really is a terminal blow, otherwise you may well be made to eat every single one of your many, many words…
Roberto yawns mockingly before walking away from the platform, stepping down and walking towards the centre of the studio, with the media hub and the news desk both visible in the background. Running one of his hands through his hair Roberto continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : Which brings me to you, Steve. The man who has been through more women than he has matches and who boasts a more impressive medical history than he does title history. Considering your taste in women has led you towards the vile piece of work that is Crystal Hilton I really cannot afford you anything approaching respect, despite the fact that you are now the number one contender for your wife. Sorry, belt. Mr. Italian French Guy? Wow, original Steve, where did you learn that one? The Todd Williams School of Trash Talk? Listen, I know the chlamydia has probably rotted your brain but let me point out something very simple to you Steve; I couldn’t give a flying **** what you think of me. Any man who actually chooses to spend his time with Crystal Hilton and Zelda Knite willingly has absolutely no right to criticise another human being. Ever.
That being said, I suppose I can just listen to you talk to make a fair judgement on your mental capacity, hey Steven? One minute you’re calling me the fourth string in the Young Guns, the next you’re talking about how the group is burying me, it’s only redeemable asset. to contradict yourself Awesome, did you graduate from the University of Simpleton’s with full honours or only half? Listen, I appreciate the stunning advice Steve, about leaving the Young Guns before it’s too late but when you follow up such pearls of wisdom with prediction of my demise either way, forgive me for pretty much ignoring anything that comes out of your mouth. The day I start listening to you Awesome is the day I may as well book myself into the asylum and give up on life, because a world where you opinion means anything is one I don’t want to live in.
Whilst I commend you for literally beating Trent Helm’s brains out across Miami, I can’t help but admit that all the while I was hoping that you’d share the same fate. The fact is Steve that you are just another example of everything that is wrong with this company, you’re a pompous, arrogant, self-centered ****wit, and those are your positive qualities. The fact that people put you up on a pedestal and worship every one of your asinine outbursts just goes to show how utterly devoid of intelligence the nCw audience truly is. Beating the living day lights out of guys like you is exactly what I signed up for and this weekend, when I put you beneath my boot and rid the world of another false I will be just another step towards reforming this decadent company and bringing some class to the very top of the pecking order.
So whilst you obsess over the World Title and your impending match with your BFF, don’t go making yourself too comfortable because whilst I must occupy myself with fending off whichever cerebral disaster that tries to take a shot at my belt for the time being, before long I will be changing my focus towards that very prize you crave so badly and if you stand in my way, they’ll have to wipe you off the mat just like they did Trent Helms.
Roberto pauses for a moment, raising his clasped hands to his lips, both his index finger covering them as he ponders something. Looking up he lowers hands and continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : The natural reaction to hearing that somebody has gotten engaged is to feel happiness for the couple, to wish them luck in their future endeavours and bestow your deepest hope that they enjoy a long and fruitful life together. The only feeling I got when I had to sit through your public castration Rob was nausea and an intense urge to throw myself from the tallest point I can find. For a man who describes me as the latest bitch he is going to bend over, I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed watching you get down on one knee and systematically retract your balls whilst rendering the remaining appendage useless in your complete show of emasculation. If you really want to question the validity of my manhood Rob perhaps you should re-watch the ending of A Night To Remember and find me the part where you didn’t just become another one of Zelda Knite’s many, many pussy whipped bitches. Let’s face it Rob, you aren’t the first guy she has wrapped around her little finger and the fact is that just because you’ve managed to wrap that little diamond around her finger doesn’t mean that you’ll be the last. You’ve dedicated yourself to a woman whose loyalties last as long as a goldfishes memory, here’s hoping it doesn’t cost you the nCw World Championship like it did Velez.
I will give you some credit though Diamond, you aren’t quite as stupid as your friend Awesome, but clearly that doesn’t mean you are much of an Einstein. You’re damn right I am the man who screwed you out of the X-Championship to wrap it around, how did you put it? A paper champion? And yes you are correct, I was doing it to prove to Todd that the only meaningful thing he could ever achieve in life was thanks to me. Sure, I ended up winning my first ever championship as a result, but hey if Todd wants to challenge me to a title match I am hardly likely to decline the offer am I? I was more than content to let that half-wit stew for a while longer but he decided he wanted to give up his belt prematurely. Sure, it would have been far more fun beating somebody with an ounce of talent like yourself to capture my first belt, but I can only defeat what is put in front of me and for some reason Todd wanted to offer himself up on a plate. Having said that, if you weren’t so easily distracted maybe it would have been you I was whipping around Miami instead of Todd?
You seem to like to run your mouth Diamond, and hell you’re the World Champion so you must know what you’re talking about right? Unfortunately that belt cannot disengage the bull**** that just flows from your mouth like water from a tap. You see, I have heard it all before, that the Young Guns are nothing compared to the original line up, that by associating with them I am not worth anybody’s time and that I lack talent, amongst other tedious and mind numbingly stupid comments. So, instead of embarrassing yourself any further how about sit down, shut the **** up and open up your ears for all of two seconds.
You may be top of the pile right now Rob, but you are not building your legacy on solid foundations. For all you whine and bitch about how I stole the X-Championship from you, you seem to like forgetting that your fiancée stole the belt you now hold from Charlie Velez and put it on a “paper champion” that you readily defeated. You and I aren’t so different in that respect huh? Whilst you may be the top dog as things stand Robert things can’t last forever, so enjoy your time in the limelight, heck enjoy banging that gamer chick of yours until she finds a guy with a higher Gamerscore than you because when I am done working my way up the ladder I will be gunning for that belt and just like Awesome, if you happen to be the glorified “superstar” who has it wrapped around his waist I will waste no time removing it from you, even if I have to beat you to a bloody pulp. This weekend if merely a taster, to learn what you are all about and when I think the time is right, I will strike and for every misinformed egotistical put down that dribbles out of whatever orifice you talk from I will just amplify the pain that I put you through. When I am through with you Diamond you will be lucky if you can even walk down the aisle let alone consummate your marriage.
Vive La Révolution. Look out of Madame Guillotine, because I am coming for your head.
With that Roberto laughs, grinning sadistically to himself as the image of him begins to fade into the white noise which interrupted the previous broadcast. As the white noise eventually consumes the scene we begin to fade back to the Sky Sports News studios as the two anchors look thorough bemused, workers frantically running back and forth in the rear of the shot as phones begin to ring off of the hook and the network cuts to commercials.