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[Mr. Smith]

Away from the ring, one could say "backstage", XWA's roaming reporter Fabiola managed to catch John Smith after an emphatic debut victory, and there was a lot people were talking about. She got right to the heart of the matter though. The cameras were rolling for the web exclusive interview, and here's what was said.

{Fabiola}
This is Fabiola, backstage at the Tribute To The Troops for thexwa,net, and I'm here with XWA newcomer John Smith.

Earlier on in the broadcast, you were preaching "integrity" to the troops, the fans, and your opponents, yet you're the one who initiated a steel chair...a weapon...into the match. What do you have to say about that?

I had a feeling you were going to mention that. There's a couple of sayings that fit into what happened tonight. The first is one they say in Japan. "To defeat a devil, you must become one." Men like 187 and Katana are "devils" in their own respect. Men who would kill their own people, through their actions indirect or directly. They represent the violence...the senseless bloodshed...that plagues the inner cities of this country. Yes, they are demons that pull all those around them into their own private hell.

Which brings me to another phrase that came from this very sport we call professional wrestling. "Do unto others and they would do unto you...but do it to them first." You see, tactics like those I used tonight are not ones that would not be used by these men. Chairs, bats, pipes, bricks, bottles, knives, GUNS...you notice the progression there? They would use any weapon they can to destroy as they wish. I simply beat them to the punch. I gave them a taste of their own medicine. And besides...there was no disqualification in the match, so I operated within the rules.

{Fabiola}
Within the rules? That sounds like a loophole to me...

There should be no question about my integrity, because I in fact didn't do anything wrong. Not one single thing. Will I go to sleep tonight with a guilty conscience? You bet your cute little Cuban-American booty that I won't, Fabby.

Fabiola looks at the cameraman with a "Oh, I know this dude didn't just call me that" look in her eyes. In the name of "journalistic integrity" though, she allows the ranting to continue.

But, if either of those men, or anyone else for that matter still has an issue...then by all means, take it up with me directly and I'll be sure to "hammer down" my intentions so that there's no more second guessing or judgments to be made.

I will bring forth change, I didn't say it say it was going to gift wrapped with a nice little cute red bow on top of it and sprinkles glued on a by little Peggy Sue from pre-school though.

No, it's going to get ugly out there. Believe it, and believe that you've only seen the beginning.

(Open to response from anyone out there who wants to. I know you're out there. )

[Kenji Katana]

First the chair, now a hammer? Looks like you're progressing to the gun yourself there Smith.

Of course, it had to be Kenji. He's everywhere these days. But what Smith said was true, there were no disqualifications. That was made loud and clear after Kenji had a chair kicked into his face. He was gonna have to remember to find that pretty little limo Smith rode in on and take a hammer to it, maybe a chair.

Fact of the matter is Smith, that chair was the reason the match ended. Dropping his head on it? Almost guaranteed KO. But the fact of the matter is, at the end of the match, I was standing right next to you. I got to get a little revenge against you Smith. Whaddya say? But, this time let's make it DQ, so you can see more of how The Urab Youth wrestles, and not how The Urban Youth streetfights?

He gets in Smith's face as he awaits a reply.

Fabiola: Um....

[Mr. Smith]

Smith laughs that confident, robust kind of a laugh that comes from deep down in your gut. The kind that's just bursting with gusto.

Anytime, anywhere Katana.Tonight must've been like a different kind of "reality TV" for you. I might not have slammed you into oblivion like your friend...but I could have.

That's what I want you to take back home and meditate on for a while. You can't stand there and act like I'm the one who got lucky, cuz the fact is, you're the one who got lucky. Because of me, you still get to talk the talk. I bet that's the reason why you wanted to get me into your match in the first place...to increase your chance of survival.

Hell, if that's the case then you've got a clever little brain sitting between those ears. That is, unless I'm hearing what I'm hearing about you wanting a match with me again, and one-on-one at that, with nobody to help you, nobody to save you, nobody to distract me from stomping the proverbial mudhole in your backside.

He paused for a moment. A man as long winded as he is sometimes has to breath too.

You wanna try to beat me at a different game, huh? Well, I am game for that then Kenji, because there's no game I can't play, and no game I can't win.

[Kenji Katana]

Heh, this muthafucka.

There it is again, Cocky Kenji coming out again. At this point he should give him a name.

I've been hearing rumors that I only put you in the match because I was scared of 187? Let me clear those up right now, the only reason I invited you to me and 187's little match, was because I wanted you to shut the fuck up, even if I had to beat the words out of you. Come XWA Premiere, thats exactly what I'm gonna do.

He turns to the camera.

But 187...

Evil Smile. He did it so much now he should name it too. Copyright it too.

We still have business to handle. Don't think for one second I'm done with you.

He turns back to Smith.

Guess It's time to play the game...