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Post by "The R*" Robby Sylk on Aug 5, 2009 10:02:03 GMT -5
Immediately after the fracas of a GrandSlam Title match, the collective of Viewer Discretion were backstage celebrating their handywork in the ring at the expense of Kris Cade when Fabiola approached them with a cameraman in tow. Right from the offset you could tell her tone was of both disbelief and disappointment when she poses the question...
Robby Sylk, what we just witnessed out there with you and your paartners jumping Kris Cade after he had you beat had to be one of the most underhanded things we've ever seen you pull off! What's the deal? How can you explain yourself?
Explain myself? What the hell is there for me to explain? You say that Cade had me beat...I bet everyone in Chicago right now thinks he had me beat. That's assuming that I came in the first place with the thought of him beating me at all!
W...what are you talking about?
This was only a title match on paper Fabs. Right from the moment we touched down in Chitown, I had a plan. Tonight wasn't going to be a match. Tonight was going to be an example. Kris Cade must've been pretty confident coming in with wins against RXC and Breaker, and he probably thought this was gonna be a fair match.
That's one thing you need to understand Cade, I don't play fair. This ain't Pure rules, these are MY rules, and they're always gonna be designed for Viewer Discretion to get exactly what they want. And this is a game that you're NEVER gonna win.
Now if you'll excuse us, we're gonna see how Chi-Town really gets down. Robby Sylk...has left the building!
The group makes their exit, leaving Fabiola shaking her head.
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