Sully: Welcome back to MWF's Monday Night Dynamite everyone, great to have you with us and you are honoured to be about to witness the MWF World Champion speaking to you.

JP: He's a bastard, cruel and heartless. You saw what he did to his own wife Doris Spade just so that he could become the MWF World Champion!

Sully: It was all in the name of progress and "The Player" is always pushing forwards and stretching the boundaries as far as he can.

JP: He hung onto the belt at A Step Too Far...beating Insane Wayne in a ladder match, but it was a lucky victory.

Sully: Wayne never stood a chance, Wayne's knocking on a bit now, he can't compete with someone of Ace Spade's caliber.

[The arena lights dim and yellow lights begin to flash in time with "Idioteque" by Radiohead as the MWF World Champion strides out...a yellow spotlight around him. He is dressed in a smart pair of pinstripe trousers and a black sleevless training top...the MWF World Championship hangs from his shoulder and he raises his arms in acknowledgement of the fans hatred.]

JP: He doesn't give a damn about anyone but himself...I wouldn't be surprised if he did the cowardly thing and ran away from this match.

Sully: He can't run...he's a fighting champion and he's proved that on a number of occasions.

JP: The fans don't like him one bit and I don't blame them at all!

[Ace Spade climbs the ringsteps...hops through the middle rope and is thrown a mic by Peter Santos, he thanks the MWF's announcer before signalling for the music to stop. The MWF World Championship is held in one hand that drops to Ace Spade's side, the mic is raised as he prepares to speak.]

Sully: You won't be able to hear him over this noise...five thousand fans sure as hell don't like who the MWF has as it's World Champion right now.

JP: It's been quite a journey for Ace Spade but it is about time it was stopped, someone has to cut his brakes.

[Ace Spade waits for the crowd to settle, eventually the "asshole" chants finish and "The Player" is able to speak.]

Spade: It feels slightly different out here tonight. It feels as if I'm in one hell of a bad place....a place that had five thousand vermin screaming the rear end of a human at me!

[Spade raises his voice at the end of the sentence and the crowd responsd with spitted rage at him.]

Spade: SHUT THE HELL UP! I'm out here not because I want to be but because "The Deadly One" has unwisely summoned me. I was sitting at home, working out and I suddenly was aware of my name on the television. Now, like anyone, I paid attention and I saw from my position upside down on the weight's bench that Doomsday was on the screen. Now this guy is a heck of a lot better looking upside down, but nevertheless I could hear him loud and clear. He challenged me...

[A huge roar goes up around the MWF arena at the mentioning of the challenge for the MWF World Championship.]

Spade: He didn't challenge me for March Madness...oh no, that'd be too good for Doomsday, he'd have to be patient there. He challenged me for next week's Monday Night Dynamite, Monday 8th March he wanted to take me inside the ring and attempt to task of beating me, one, two, three for the MWF World Championship.

Sully: He makes it sound easy....

JP: ...far from it, we all know that the MWF World Championship requires total dedication and effort to even get near it.

Sully: Shame Doomsday's never shown either of those.

[Ace Spade paces around the ring, the MWF World Championship still hanging at his side.]

Spade: I've been thinking things through in my mind...going over it and each time there is this one thing that stops me. Does Doomsday deserve it? Does Doomsday truly deserve to come out into the ring in Ohio and try to take me out...why should I grant such an honour?

[Someone yells out very loudly "Asshole!" from the crowd.]

Spade: Yeah...that guy has it right. I'm an asshole...you listen to me you pieces of shit...I am the MWF World Champion and I decide when and where this belt gets put on the line and....

[A huge explosion of pyro sends the crowd into a frenzy and the sound of "You Know Your Right" by Nirvana marks the arrival of Doomsday. The MWF Television Champion comes striding out, the MWF Television Championship is on his shoulder and he has a mic in his hand. He fires a fist up at the MWF World Champion and Ace Spade looks stunned at the appearance of Doomsday.]

JP: That's the kind of entrance you want to make, Ace Spade didn't expect Doomsday to be out here tonight....mind you, I expected Ace Spade to be at home watching the show.

Sully: You really do never know what will happen next in the MWF.

[Doomsday walks forwards and stands at the very edge of the entrance way...just before the entrance ramp begins. Ace Spade walks towards the ropes nearest the entrance ramp.]

Spade: Well...I didn't expect to see "The Deadly One" out here tonight. Shouldn't you be in the back planning your interference in the match tonight?

Doomsday: I am a man of honour..."Twisted Vizion" have no need for interference.

Spade: Whoah! Big guy...take it easy...you look like you might burst a blood vessell or something up there.

Doomsday: Cut the crap Ace, are we game?

Spade: Game? GAME!? You think this is a game.

Doomsday: No....

Spade: ...you get yourself down to this ring and I'll show you exactly why I'm called "The Player"! You think that the MWF World Championship is just a game, well I play this game better than anyone else!

[Doomsday throws his mic down and the crowd roar encouragement as "The Deadly One" walks slowly down the entrance ramp. The MWF Television Championship glinting in the lights.]

JP: I think Ace Spade might have bitten off more than he can chew here...

Sully: ...Doomsday is one big son of a bitch!

[Doomsday is nearing the ring, Ace Spade steps back into the centre of the ring and watches intently as Doomsday climbs into the ring. He steps over the top rope and walks right up to Ace Spade...the two men stare into each others eyes...Ace Spade having to look up slightly to meet the gaze of "The Deadly One". Spade raises the mic inbetween the two of them.]

Spade: What d'ya think? Do you think I'm going to just grant you a shot?

Doomsday: No, Ace, I think you are going to have to or I'll just beat your sorry ass right here in this ring.

Spade: Are you seeing things different to how I see them? You are nothing but the MWF Television Champion....I am the MWF World Champion, you are just learning to swim at this level.

Doomsday: Are you forgetting January....I was all over you, Wayne was all over you..."Twisted Vizion" owned you.

Spade: "Twisted Vizion" have never owned me!

Doomsday: You still haven't given me an answer.....Spade.

Spade: I've got my answer now...you've shown yourself to be a man worthy of a chance, a chance that is all it is. You're learning to run Doomsday, at this level you have to run. The answer Doomsday is....

Doomday: ....

Spade: ...YES!

[The MWF World Champion fires a right hand, dropping the MWF World Championship onto the mat he fires right hands forward at his challenger....the crowd jeer as Ace Spade rakes the eyes of Doomsday, Spade takes the MWF Television Championship and throws the belt down on the mat and stamps on it. Doomsday blinks heavily...before swinging a wild left hand that catches Spade square on the jaw, the MWF World Champion staggers back before leaping forward and throwing his weight behind a few sharp jabs.]

JP: They're beating the hell out of each other already!

Sully: The MWF World Champion is beating the hell out of Doomsday....he's not going to let the MWF Television Champion have a shot without a fight beforehand.

JP: That left hand from Doomsday was deadly!

[Security are sprinting down the entrance ramp, the MWF President running behind them...Ace Spade has pushed Doomsday back towards the ropes but the crowd cheer as Doomsday fights back, a kick to the knee of Ace Spade has the MWF World Champion down on his knees. Doomsday almost takes Spade's head off with a blast of a right hand, security hit the ring and before Doomsday can lower his boot to stamp on the MWF World Champion he's bundled away. Ace Spade rolls and gets to his feet but he's clocked by another group of security...the MWF President reaches the ring, panting heavily as he climbs in and he glares at Ace Spade.]

Sully: Walker doesn't look happy at all! He's livid with Ace Spade...

JP: ...why? Ace Spade was simply introducing a bit of rivalry.

[Spade is pointing at Doomsday and shouting all kinds of abuse...a security guard hands Ace Spade back the MWF World Championship and Spade clocks him round the head with it. The security guards slam Spade back against the turnbuckle, Doomsday is being talked to by Walker who orders him up the entrance ramp. Doomsday gives one last look to where Ace Spade is being beaten by the security team..the MWF World Champion is smashed across the face with a baton, the crowd cheering as he sinks to the mat. Doomsday climbs from the ring and high fives some fans as he walks up the entrance ramp, the MWF President follows.]

Sully: That's disgraceful! The MWF World Champion can't be man handeled like that by a security team.

JP: But it's fine for Spade to man handle his opponents before the match has even begun...that's fine is it?

Sully: I didn't mean it like that!

[Walker calls the security team off and they leave Ace Spade down on the mat...holding his head, with the MWF World Championship draped over his fallen body.]

JP: He looks like a broken man, Ace Spade could have his rules broken next week.

Sully: I hope not, he's a great champion, a real inspiration to the rest of the roster.

JP: There are very few men who look up to a fool like Ace Spade, he thinks he can run the MWF but he forgets that there are plenty with more power than him.

Sully: We'll some of that power tonight no doubt when the MWF Tag Team Championships are defended and that damn Walker has his "Twisted Vizion" stooges out there.

JP: They are not stooges, "Twisted Vizion" are a credit to the MWF....

Sully: ...a credit! A credit! Are you mad JP? They cheat, they lie and worst of all they think they are the best thing to ever happen to the MWF.

JP: Ever thought that's because they are?