The Uncrowned King. (o2a)

[manup]

The crowd sits in anticipation of the next possible event to happen at the XWA Supershow. They wouldn't have to wait long, as the theme of THE KING OF NEW YORK makes his way to the stage. Jones enters the arena and the roof nearly explodes. He makes his way to the ring and calls for a mic.

It's been a while since I stood in a ring on TV. And you know what, it's about damn time. Cuz best believe the god's got somethin' to say. You see, it was around this time a year ago that I found myself ceremoniously ousted from LXW. Because simply put, they couldn't handle "the truth". And the truth was, I was the god damn man. Not Nedermeyer. Not Payne. Not Vegas. Not Micheals. Not Pryor. ME. I was the straw stirring the damn drink. I was the man who took Mr. Grand Slam and made him a pop fly to the pitcher's mound. And truth be told, I've been held down ever since. Well not anymore. You see, Alot of men can claim alot of things in this business. But what I claim is the god damn truth.

And that claim is that I'm and UNCROWED CHAMPION.

You see, I was LXW GrandSlam Champion when I got ousted. And I was about 3 seconds away from takin' Pryor's ass out and takin' what I KNEW was my place, the top spot in LXW. But they knew that was exactly what would have happened. "Jayson Jones, the LXW CHAMPION!!! We can't have that!" But it's all good. I'ma be honest with all you people, I knew it was comin'. Politics as usual. But this...this is a new day. "A New Dawn". XWA. The company is different, but the game...the game is still the same. The TOP SPOT. And if there's one man who's over due that spot, you're LOOKIN AT HIM. But I'ma be fair. Play it cool. Work my way up the ladder like the rest of em. But Jayson Jones' due...is DUE. And I aint stoppin' until I dun risen to the top, where I belong.

He pauses and looks out into the stands. The fans are in complete agreement of his words, many of them knowing the history behind the man in the ring.

A wise man once said, the longest journey starts with the smallest step. Well that step is being taken, TONIGHT. Anyone back stage that wants some of "The God", come on down and get you some. Cuz I'm lookin' for a fight, and I'll be damned if I don't get one tonight. I don't give a damn who it is, Youngblood, Atlas, Samson, Carmichael, Chas, Knobbs...XAVIER...Don't make a damn difference. Somebody is goin' down tonight. And it ain't a matter of if, it's a matter of when.[/font]

Jones lowers his mic. The challenge had been made. Who amongst the XWA superstars would be big enough to "Man Up".

[Keith Wyle]

A couple of seconds go by and just as Jay-J was about to speak up again a familiar tune starts up........something about Satisfaction ;D as none other than the XWA World Champ steps out as the crowd comes unglued while Keith made his way down to the ramp with title in tow some kids in the stands as well as some girls show their appreciation for The Wyldman by holding up their Wyle Style T-shirts. Keith stops at the ring posts looking out into the crowd giving his signature smirk before he steps into the ring, receiving a mic from a stage hand brings the mic up.....

Well hello to you all, it's time for a some WYYYYLE!

STYYYYYLE!

The crowd responds in kind as they show the champ some love, as he turns his attention to Jayson

Jayson Jones, the king of New York, you want a match to start the climb up the ladder to this

Keith says as he holds up the lovely platinum and leather strap

You wanna start from the bottom and work your way to the top, well Jay I don't think you need to start from rock bottom, I say you need to start somewhere in the middle like right about here

Holding his hand up bout chest level Keith continues

But enough about title status' and what not you wanted a match and I didn't want to take a extra week off just cause I'm the champ, I say why don't help each other and what do you say?

The crowd lights up again at the prospect of Keith Wyle/Jayson Jones Match...

[manup]

As the crowd cheers the arrival of the new XWA World champion, Jones continues to pace the ring. The idea that Wyle was the man to step up made things that much sweeter. He takes a look at Keith and replies.

Now this...this is a pleasant surprise. I call out "A" man, and I get "The" man. The XWA World Champion, "The Wyleman" Keith Wyle. Gotta respect that. Gotta respect what you've done in the 'bidness so far. Gotta respect a man who can take an ass whoopin' from Simon Fierhart and still have the swagger to become a champ. I oughta know from my own experience. But respect is earned, where respect is due. And I'ma be honest wit'cha, brah. I don't feel all that respected. [/font]

A hush comes over the crowd...

Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, people. It aint that kinda party. It aint by you people I'm speakin' of. It's by the industry. We all know the story. Ohio. Toronto. "El-Ex-Dub". We all do what we do in here because we love it. But at the end of the day, It's a business. And the guys at the top decide who they want at the top with 'em. And in all three companies, Jayson Jones wasn't that guy. They dubbed me two racey. To unpredictable. To "street" to be the top dog. Who knows, they might be right. But this time around, it's on MY terms. Roddy Gallas and Chris Lionheart busted there asses to get me under an XWA contract, cuz they knew that Jayson Jones was the real deal. And like I said before, the road to the top starts tonight. It's just that I get to start that road against quite possibly the guy I reach the end of it against. So big ups fa' steppin' up to bat, Champ. But the bottom of the 9th just started, and on the mound is none other then YOUR TRULY rockin' a Mariano Jersey. And i'm throwin' nothin' but heat at'cha, playa.[/b]

Jones lowers his mic, awaiting a response from Wyle.

[Keith Wyle]

I got no problem with Heat Jay, since I am on of those Miami Boys!!!

The crowds cheers, must have some Miami natives in the house tonight

So I know a little something bout fire...I can stand the heat so go ahead and throw it, cause if you though I was impressive before

Keith shakes for a moment before continuing as the fans light up a bit

Then you ain't seen nothing....

[thrush]

"True Self" interrupts the scene. Thrush walks out onto the stage with a microphone. He stares at the two in the ring... Pure star power in front of him, and he forgot to where his sunglasses! The fans give a mixed reaction as his music dies down.

"If you could kindly excuse me... I couldn't help but notice that we have two of this industry's biggest stars standing in the ring at the moment. Two guys that signify the main event... Or one that does, and one that could.

And then, I guess we have me. And I don't mean to brag, but I myself have been in some pretty spectacular matches- The handicap Shootfight, a Last Man Standing match... And well, I heard you two making a match that is sure to be headline news.

I want a piece of that action!"

The fans erupt. Jay-J, Wyle, and Thrush... the potential for a twenty star match?

"What do you boys say? Want to make this a triple threat match?"[/color]

[manup]

Jay-J looks over to Wyle for a moment. He then looks back to Thrush.

Like my momma used to say back in Bed-Stuy, COME ON WIT' THA' C'MON!!!

Mike: For the un-hood initiated, Mr. Jones said BRING IT. Now THIS is gonna be an interesting contest.

Buzz: Thank for the lesson in ebonics, Mr. Roach.

Mike: Anytime, White boy. Anytime.

Buzz: I told you not to call me that on air...

[thrush]

Thrush almost laughs... You can see it in his eyes, but his face remains straight.

"Well... I'm just gonna guess that means I'm in? Good choice... "[/color]

[Keith Wyle]

Keith finally decides to chime in....

Well, well a triple threat match between the champ

The cheap pop

The King..........of New York

Another one, hey when it comes to cheap pops, use em if ya got em

and the Straightedge

Last one promise

Man if that don't sound like a summer blockbuster, then I don't what is....and I just so you both know

Looking at both of them as he speaks

Just cause it's not a title match, doesn't mean I'm not bringing it....

[thrush]

"I didn't expect any less of you Keith. But know this- because it isn't a title match, expect me to up my game. Who knows? Maybe if I impress, I'll be in the running for a title match down the line?"