If it's WAR they want...(Ladder Match)

[force]

The Strike Force make there appearance in the ring during Mayday. With mics in tow, they prepare to address the fans, and there would be foes for the night in the triple threat ladder match.

Last week, We sewed up our spots in tonights tag team main event. And tonight, well...tonight we stake our claim to the tag team titles. You see, there's been a glut in REAL tag teams these days. And I don't mean here in XWA, I mean across the board. You look at all the major companies, and who they have as tag teams. Doesn't take rocket science to figure out a re-do is in order.

Brian continues.

That's where WE come in. The Rockstarz, good as they may be, were only the TIP of the iceberg. Ty and me, we're out to prove that the fine art of tag team wrestling is NOT dead. That brings us to our opponents for tonight. Viewer Discretion and The Dooleys. A pair of teams that have everything WRONG. A trio of psychos, and apair of guys so full of hot air they might float away. NEITHER is what I call "quality" tag teams. So tonight, we're gonna do XWA a favor bringing the tag team titles to a REAL team. A team that actually shows up for fights. A team that WON'T back down from a fight.

[dooley]

The Dooleys make there way out to the stage, Punt carrying both titles. They make there way down to the ring. Once inside, Spaz begins to circle Craig and Roth.

Spaz sez:

Well look what we have here. XWA's newest team, coe to take the tag titles off us and bring "prestige" back to tag team wrasslin' huh? BULLSHIT! The only way yer takin' these here belts ofa' us is pryin' em from our COLD DEAD FINGERS. And I don't think ya' gut the guts ta' pull that one off. You boys made it this far, but this is your tha' journey ends. We're gonna kick YOUR asses, we're gonna kick those two metrosexuals asses, and THEN, we're gonna go get wrecked on some Saki.

Bull cracks his knuckles. His eyes look as if he's ready to pounce right now. Punt grabs Spaz's hand, putting the mic to himself.

Punt sez:

We're gonna kick ya fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckin' Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass...HEEEEEEEEheheheheheheheheheheheheeeh!!!


Spaz pulls his hand back and bashes Punt over the head with the mic. The thud resonates throughout the Arena's PA.

Spaz sez:

Yea. What he said.

[force]

Ty and Brian look at each other shaking there heads. The verdict was right about these three, they WERE of of there minds. Brian was the first to respond.

If you think for one second we're even SLIGHTLY intimidate by you bozos, you're dumber then you look. We didn't come here to be first runners up. We came to be NUMBER ONE. And from where I'm standing, that shouldn't be much of a problem. You three knocked off a second rate team to wins those belts, but you're gonna have to beat a FIRST RATE, well oiled MACHINE to keep them.

Tyler cuts his partner off and speaks.

Now, now, Brian. In all fairness, that team isn't around to defend that accusation. But we CAN defend our claim of being the best damn tag team, period. And we have every intention on doing so. We're gonna climb the ladder of success all the way to taking those titles off your hands, and bringing some prestige and creditability to the tag team ranks of XWA.