A new standard (Pollox)

[fin]

After a previous match, we join Joe Beakman backstage.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome in my guest at this time, 2008 Hardbody of the year, Finesse.

The camera pans out some as Finesse joins Beakman in the Interview area.

Finesse, you've got a tall order ahead of you tonight in the form of the "The Master Manipulator" Pollox Troy. A Pollox Troy who's most likely not in the best of moods after losing to long time Rival Ethan Bain at Soul Survivor.

Yea, that goes without sayin', my man. But the way I see it is this. You don't get into this business expectin' to win every battle. Even the best take an L once in a while. But that's not what makes you the best. It's gettin' up, dustin' ya' shoulder off and continuin' on. That's what makes you the best. Right now, me an Pollox are on the same boat. We know what we're lookin' for, and we know that the next few matches we have are going to tell the tale of if we reach where we wanna' be. So it's justa' matter of doin' tha' damn thang, feel me?

So, where is it you wanna be then, Finesse?

I kid you not, Beaks. I think I'm long overdue a title shot. And I mean a one on one title shot. Had a few chances at the World Title in some of earlier "Big Matches" this year. But the one thing that's eluded me so far is gettin' my hands on some gold. Right now, my focus is movin' up the championship ranks. Don't matta' which one it is, World Title, National Title or the No Limits Title. I'm lookin' for a fair shot at either of 'em, and I'm willin' to prove and fight whoever I need to get to it.

Just as Finesse finishes, the mood changes as the always crafty Pollox Troy joins the discussion.

[pollox]

With a displeased sneer on his face, Pollox stands on the opposite side of Beakman, who raises his mic closer.

Let's make one thing crystal clear here, son. We are NOT in the same boat. We're not even in the same ocean. You've won your cute little award last year. Built your nice little fan base of Tween girls tube top wearing sluts holding up "Marry Me, Finesse" signs in the arena. But you haven't paid your dues. You haven't been put through the ringer. It's been a really smooth ride for you in XWA up until this point. And unfortunately for you, since you want to talk about boats, there's nothing but rough sailing ahead for you. In fact, you're staring down a Tsnami right now. You picked the wrong night to decide you want to go fishing. So by all means, Finesse. Be happy...no...elated that you have such a big following. There's one thing tonight you won't have...

...and that's an ounce of remorse from me.

With a scowl on his face, Pollox takes a few steps back before vanishing out of the frame of the camera.

[fin]

As Pollox leaves, Beakman speaks.

Wow, what's got his undies in a bundle I wonder?

Finesse gives no response. He simply watches as Pollox departs with a smirk on his face. There may have not been much said in this exchange, but Pollox's message was as clear as a summer sky. The camera fades, and Overload goes to commercial.