Now it's my turn (STE)

[scott]

Following a previous segment, Saliva's "F All Yall" hits the PA, and the fans right on cue broke into a chorus of boos. Scott steps out into the Toyota Center with a dissatisfied smirk on his face. As he makes his way down to the ring, Tony and Willy offer their insight on the latest goings on in the world of "The Franchise".

Tony: Scott doesn't look all that happy, does he? And rightly so, Syrus The Entertainer has had his number lately.

Willy: Syrus' been puttin' it down and droppin' it like it's hot, baby. Scotty mighta' met his match.

Scott enters the ring, calls for a mic, and begins.

If there's one thing I've learned fast in this business, it's that the mark of being sucessful isn't in how many times you win, it's in how you carry yourself when you lose. And contrary to most beliefs, I'm a gracious loser. Because for a man to beat me, he has to be at the top of the TOP of his game. And Syrus, you're exactly that. I don't know what's in that Pimp Jiuce you sip backstage, but it works for you. And there's no disputing the fact that last week, one on one, you beat me. Fair and square, dead center in the ring, you got the 1-2-3.

Everyone in the arena was surprised by how Scott opened things up. What didn't surprise was the follow-up.

BUT,*Heheheh* I also know that one match doesn't define a god damn thing. And if your as much of the hot shot you think you are, you know the same thing. All it proves is on that one night, you were the better man. And I'll admit, I overlooked you as a viable challenger. I should have known better, and that's a mistake I don't plan on making again. But truth be told, you could beat me five times in a row and it wouldn't matter. Right now, there's only one match that does. The Last Dance. Because I could lose to you tonight. But what difference does it make if say I go on and pin you to eliminate you from The Dance, eh? And vice-versa for you if you end up eliminating me. Or if Tryton takes one of us out, or if who ever survives The Devil's Playground goes on and does the same at X-Games. That's the beauty of The Dance, it's as unpredictable as a title match can get. It all boils down not to has the most skill, or who's the fastest, or the most technical. It all comes down to who can rise to the occasion. And like I said earlier, on any given night it could be anyone.

Scott paces about the ring some as he adds...

But X-Games is still three weeks away. And tonight is here and now. The way I see the score it's 1-0. 2-0 if you wanna be anal and count the tag match we had, but I look at my match-ups one on one. And the only thing I see standing in between us tonight is air and opportunity. But this time around, I'm making the call. Tonight, we're going to do something that I know you're gonna like. I'm calling you out Syrus. And I'm calling you out, to a FIGHT TO THE FINISH match.

It was as unlikely a challenge as one could expect from Scott. As the fans cheer on the prospect, Scott concludes...

Now in case any of you have forgot what a Fight To The Finish match is, it's a 20 Minute match where the winner is declared not by pinfall, or submission, or DQ, Count out or any other conventional means of victory. The winner in a Fight To The Finish match is the superstar who can hit his or her finisher more times then the opponent in that 20 minute time span. That's how it's goin' down tonight, Sykes.

With his challenge laid out, Scott awaits the arrival of Syrus.

[Syrus The Entertainer]

And just like that, right on cue...

Can You Dig It?

CAN YOU DIG IT!?

CAAAAAAAAANN YOOOOOOUUUU DIIGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!

It was a ritual now. The words that came right before the arrival, and when the man they call SYrus The Entertainer did arrive, as usual another sold-out crowd came to their feet to greet the man. Wearing a flashy purple suit with those bright purple shades, he stood on the stage as his theme played for just a few short seconds, right before he made a "cut it" signal. The music stops, but the fans are still chanting the name "Syrus" loud and clear.

He nods as he looks down the aisle towards O'Dell, and then looks out into the mass of screaming fans. Then he speaks...

Aight, home skillet...so what you basically said through yet another insightful Scott O'Dell style promo-slash-challenge was that none of what happened the last two weeks matters all that much now. What you're try'na say is that me and Samson whoppin' on you and your boy in both tag team AND singles competition two weeks in a row doesn't mean squat in the "grand scheme 'o things".

Well, y'wanna know something there Scotty? You're right. See, as much as I can wander n' ponder on layin' you out last week...it ain't gonna do me any good standing here tonight, and it sure as hell ain't gonna do me any good come XGAMES.

And why do you ask, America? Simple...because as the ol' saying goes, it's not how you start, it's how you finish! Right about now, Scotty Boy and I along with Tommy Tryton and whoever comes out tonight the XWA Champ will be coming to a big finish...and I mean BIG!!!

It's kinda fitting that you called me out to a Fight To The Finish match tonight, O'Dell...seeing as finishing on top is somethin' that the both of us is looking to do in the next coupla weeks. But the difference between you and me though is that so far, I already proved that it only takes one finish to keep you down, if you know what I mean. Now, you want that same feeling as many times as I can hit you with it in twenty minutes?

He paused and looked out again to the fans...

I don't know. America! Ya'll think he can take it?

The response was a mixed one.

We'll it's how they say "too close to call" now isn't it? We're just gonna have to see now ain't we? One thing that I can guarantee though is that it's gonna be ELECTRIFYING!!!

[scott]

With his classic cocky grin, Scott words his response once again.

Electrifying, eh? That's one way to put it. I was thinking of it being something else. A wake up call. But who am I kidding. We're both going to come out here with intentions on winning, so I don't even need to state the obvious. What I will state however, is if you keep on thinking that because you beat me...that you're better then me, that's where the real wake-up call comes into play, my friend. I've been at the top of the mountain twice already. You haven't even got out of the lodge yet. And The Boston Red Sox beat the Yankees a few times. They even came back from being 0-3 down a few years back. But which "Franchise" is still considered the better one? I arrest my case. You can beat me as many times as possible Sykes. Hell, you could even beat me tonight. All that proves is that you're good. Good enough to best...THE BEST. But does that make you better? Not by a long shot. And you won't be...until you attain what I already have. And what I intend on attaining again in just a few weeks time. That being said, I've got nothing else to say...aside from when the bell rings later tonight.

[Syrus The Entertainer]

Since they were still in Texas, O'Dell's reference to the Yanks in a state that loves their Rangers and Astros got a heel sized boo. Syrus looked around to the crowds reactions and had this to say back...

Did you just compare yourself to the Yankees? You're more like A-Rod, brotha...good for stats, but when the title game comes along, you're gonna choke like a fat woman eating a chicken leg on an ATV!

See, the fact that you might have been to the top already, and the fact that you might be a contender everytime you step up to bat doesn't go over the fact that you've had your time. You've had your days of glory and now there's players out there who just plain play the game better. While you walk around and talk about what you've done and how important to the game you are, guys like me are showing the world why they are important to the game by example!

So you might be "that damn better" than everyone else , but the only one who needs a wake up call in this building is you if you think that anything you've seen the last two weeks is anything short of pure talent baby! The only problem for you though is tonight, that wake up call just might end up knocking you out!

Now, America...can you dig it?

CAN YOU DIG IT!?

CAAAAAAAAN YOOOOOOU DIGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT!!!

The fans dig it as they come back to their feet as the man raises the roof. He looks on out to the fans again then give "the point" towards O'Dell. His theme hits again and he steps on backstage as this scene comes to a close...for now.