We're not impressed (Invite)

[pollox]

Following the opening contest of XGames III, we go backstage where Joe Beakmen stands by.

Ladies and gents, my guest at this time is none other...then Pollox Troy.

Pollox steps into the camera frame, met with boos from the fans.

Pollox, you were mere moments away from becoming the new XWA World Champion at Devil's Night. What are your thoughts on the way the Devil's Playground match went down?

A smirk proceeds Pollox's answer.

What are my thoughts you ask? Quite simply...my thoughts are on exactly why Mr. Gallas and Ms. Blackheart even pay some of the so called "athletes" of this company, when they're just wastes of space, resources and capitol, that's what.

I...I don't think I'm followin' you, Pollox.

Of course you're not. I wouldn't expect your simple brain to be able to wrap it's self around such a concept. Let me explain it for you and all of the rest of the gelatinous fools here in Miami and watching at home. I drew one of the 1st two numbers in the Devil's Playground match. And I was the last man to be eliminated from the match. The man that Tommy Tryton pinned last to retain the World Title. Do you know what that means? Of course you don't...hence I have to explain it to you all. It means the four other men involved in the match in all truth had no business being in the match. It may as well had just been me and Tryton one on one. Because Van Hayden, Genesis, Finesse and Syrus The Entertainer were non-factors in the outcome. They're supposed to represent the best of what Overload and Takedown has to offer. And all they realistically did with enter the match, throw a few punches, pull off a few of their nifty moves, and then be dismissed from a match they had no business being in.

Ouch...those are some pretty harsh words there, Pollox.

Harsh? Of course they're harsh. The truth is always a harsh thing to endure. And it's not only truth, but fact that's been recorded for all to see. Truth that will resonate for years to come. I very well should have faced Tryton alone for the World Title. If I had, I'd be holding that title as we speak. I out lasted four of the best XWA has to offer. Three of whom are former champion. Do you know what that tells me? It tells me that I'm a cut above even the best this organization has to offer. It tells me that me being a champion again is all but a formality, because all I need is the proper opportunity. I am a man amongst boys, Beakmen. Some of these competitors are half my age, and I'm able to compete at a level higher then them. Very similar to Mr. Von Schwartz, or Mr. Nedermeyer, or my brother Kaster, we're living proof that experience will always surpass youth. The term in wrestling that's used for men like me is "not wanting to give up my spot." *hmmph* I say to that one thing. I'll give up my spot willingly when just one of these young punks actually develop the skill enough to beat me convincingly. And at the rate the so called talent pool of XWA is developing, I'll be wrestling into my mid 50s before one of them do.

Just as he finishes, the crowd cheers as another superstar enters the scene, not at all thrilled with the words Pollox had just spoke.

[fin]

It was the man who had been at odds with Pollox for several months now, Finesse. The fans give a resounding ovation as he enters the fray. Beakman positions the mic towards him, and Finesse speaks his mind.

You know somethin'? That's all I've been hearin' from you from the jump, Pollox. About how much better you are then the younger guys. About how experience beats youth every time. Well last I check, homie...it was 2 up, 2 down between us. So as far as I'm concerned, your experience and my youth are about even. Yea, you lasted from one of the 1st two men in the ring, to the last man to get eliminated. But I was second to last man eliminated. You don't hear me talkin' outta my ass about it though, do you? No...because 3rd place, just like 2nd place...ain't cuttin' it. Fact of the matter is no matter how close either of us came, we're not World Champ. But it's all good. Bein' champ for me will come. I've still got a long, illustrious career ahead of me. But you? How many years do you think you have left in them legs, eh Troy?

Finesse looks his nemesis up and down.

You've been preenin' and posturin' around here the last few months talkin' about how you're due. Talkin' about how you bein' a champion isn't a matter of if, but when. And I think I know why. You can stand here and talk about how you're not ready to give up your spot to one of us young guys, but that's the one thing you fear the most. Gettin' upstaged. Gettin' humiliated by someone who hasn't put in the time and work you have in this sport. And most importantly, you wanna get you your hands on a title so bad, because you know in your head that the clock is tickin'. You might be able to compete at the level you're at right now for a few more years, but the fact of the matter is this my man, as good as you are, is as good as you're gonna get. You've peaked. Plateaued. Where as guys like me? *Heh heh* I haven't even come close to my pinnacle yet. But unlike you my man, I'm not gonna stand here and talk about how great I am, or how great I'm gonna be. I'm gonna look you straight in the eye and say don't talk about it, BE about it. You and me, one on one. It's all tied up between us right now. If you're as hot as you think you are, you should have no problem unevening the score.

Finesse waits for Pollox's reaction.

[Romeo Davis]

~Before Pollox Troy could speak another word, someone else stepped into the scene. The man who stepped into the scene was none other than Romeo Davis. The crowd could be heard cheering just before he began to speak.~

What’s goin’ on fellas? What? Y’all actin’ like ya’ just saw a ghost. Whatever, it really don’t matter. So I bet y’all are wonderin’ what I’m doin’ hear right now when y’all were just ‘bout to set your match in stone. Well let me tell ya’ what I’m doin’ here. Pollox, we all know that I lost to your brother Kaster at Devil’s Night. I ain’t gonna call it a fluke or anything like that. He beat me and that’s the end of it. I ain’t gonna mope ‘round here ‘cause of a lost to Kaster. I’m gonna stop right there before I bore you wit’ all this and just cut straight to the chase. I was thinkin’ that we spice this match up a bit if ya’ know what I’m sayin.’ I got a lil’ beef wit’ Kaster and Finesse got some beef wit’ Pollox. How ‘bout we make this a tornado tag match that way we can both settle our differences in one shot. How do y’all like the sound of that?

~The crowd begins cheering once again. They knew what they wanted to see. All that was left was for Pollox and Finesse to agree to the proposal. Romeo nodded his head at both of them and waited for their responses.~

[pollox]

Pollox puts his hand to his chin and ponders for a moment. With a grin on his face, he responds.

*Hmmmph* Who says lightning doesn't strike twice. Ironic is it that last year at XGames II, we were faced with the exact same proposal. Accept the two men looking to "get even" where Jimmy Ames and Ethan Bain. And oh yea, in case you were curious...we beat them both. Am I saying we'll do the same to you two? *Hmmph* Think of it this way. Even in a Tornado Tag match, you need continuity and to watch your partner's back. Kaster and I have been on the same page for the better part of 33 years. You two will be stepping into the ring as partners for the very first time. I'm liking our odds.

Still grinning, Pollox waits to hear Finesse's response to the challenge redux.