**The scene opens to find the Nitemare watching back the footage from Saturday Night Showdown. As he laughs hysterically at hiw own antics, he notices the camera crew enter. As yet another young reporter approaches him, Osbourne stands up and as he does the reporter winces in fear. Rob realizes it is the first reporter that interviewed him the night of his CWF Debut. Osbourne gestures to the yong man to step forward.**
Reporter: Mr. Osbourne please don't hurt me again, I was only doing my job....puhlease....

NRO: Kid, calm down. I'm glad you're here. I want to apologize to you....

Reporter: No sir, I need to apologize to you. Mr. Xamin called me after our last encounter and he gave me a stern talking to. He brought me up to speed on some of your greater accomplishments and I have assured him I will treat you with as much respect as I would Paul Blair.

NRO: Shit kid, that's not saying much...

Reporter: Actually sir...oh...that was a joke? I get it!

NRO: Calm down kid. I'm a changed man. I wouldn't hurt, lest you go and disrespect me again that is. I think we both learned our lessons, didn't we?

Reporter: Yes sir. I was wondering, would you be available for me to get an interview?

NRO: Sure, and kid, don't call me sir. Call me Mr. Osbourne. What's your name kid?

Reporter: What? You ...you...want to know my name?

NRO: Kid....come on. Snap out of it just be yourself and we'll be fine.

Reporter: I am sorry Mr. Osbourne it's just that well, when you Badd Dream'd me before, I shit myself and broke two ribs and had a severe concussion from the impact on the table. You will forgive me if i am a bit intimidated to be assigned to get a follow up interview with you.

NRO: Oh kid, I'll give you a follow up. I believe your first interview you asked me was I now a member of the CWF roster. You also asked me if I had an agenda and what I thought of the current roster of the CWF. Correct?

Reporte:; Yes Mr. Osbourne and my name is Alex Romanov. My father was Pieter Romonov who once competed with your father. Sadly I was not the athletic type, but still followed my family into the wrestling industry and became a reporter.

NRO: Jesus Christ kid, who the fuck is giving the interview, me or you?

Reporter: Oh, I'm sorry. Please, can you elaborate about your change in opinion, if any, after returning to the CWF?

NRO:  I want to give you my run down if you will, of just who I think is the dog's bollox and who is a flash in the pan.

The M.u.H. is a flash in the pan. The kid gets busted open two or three times or gets a shoulder severly dislocated he'll be done. You can take that to the bank. The blood bank senator.

Reporter: Isn't that from Hard to Kill with Steven Sagal and Kelly Lebrock?

NRO: Hey, you know your 90's flicks kid. Good job Alex. Where was I before I was rather rudely interrupted. Oh yes, who's who and who's not of the CWF locker room. SyKo is a real sleeper, he could be great...

Reporter: Sir, he quit already.

NRO: No shit? Hmm, guess I'll have to take a Mulligan on that one.

Reporter: Little Nicky!!!!

NRO: Kid, unless you want a second concussion, shut the fuck up and quit interrupting me already or your head is going through that table, capeche?

Reporter: Sorry again Mr. Osbourne. Please continue...


NRO: If you're sure you're ready? Ok then. On to the real talent. Astro. Your "okay" your not great. Me, I'm one of the greatest of all time!

Reporter: Ali!! Oh shit, sorry.

NRO: No, you know what, roll with it, I'm starting to get a theme going. Onto the CWF Hall of Famers, Paul Blair and Magnus Thunder. You're in the Hall of Fame and you're still wrestling?????? Did you both really go through that much of your money over the years? You didn't invest or save?

Magnus, you probably spent it all on roids. And conversely, Blair spent his on 'rhoids. So many lasers and still those festering butt sores return to you Paul. Quit eating Elmo's burritos.

Brian Adams is Brian Adams. He and I are not so very different. Except I'm great and he's good. He's damn good. But me, I'm GRRRRRRRRREAT!!!!

Reporter: TONY THE TIGER!!


NRO: WORD SON! Onto The New Church and The Power Puff Brotherhood of Mutants.

Reporter: Wait, wait, my turn...uhm.....that would be Chemical X and The Juggernaut. Bitch.

NRO: You know what kid, I like you. How much is Xamin paying you?

Reporter: Like, $9.50 an hour plus benefits.

NRO: How about $3000.00 per month but you are MY reporter and I get to do whatever I feel like doing to you and you take it. Deal?

Reporter: Uhm...ANYTHING?

NRO: Yep. Don't worry, I'm not Chemical X and your not The Juggernaut, so nothings getting stuck up your ass.

Reporter: Then hells yeah I'll do it. Okay, continue your verbal assault Mr. Osbourne.

NRO: Thank you Alex. Which leaves only Blood and Pledge. I think these past two weeks have proven that Pledge still has a sore spot for me. Literally, on top of his head, I mean, did you see that chair shot, oh my God?

And I think next Saturday will prove that Blood needs to coagulate his ass back to the Main Artery in the sky and call it a career. I'm more than ready, willing, and beyond able to do the job.  The rest of these no talent hacks are nothing but clown shoes in my opinion. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to watching Blood's match from this past week and pick out the good points, if there are any.

**The scene fades to black as Alex Romanov leaves the room and Osbourne unpauses the Showdown replay.FTB**
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