Sunday, May 29th, 2005
Live From Daytona Beach, Florida
The Beast Is Here
[ We cut backstage to find the small manager of Leandro, Jimmy Pez, arriving to the arena. He walks confidently, that smug smile upon his round, unshaven face. He proudly strolls in his suit and tie, as N.L.R. Reporter, Jason Collins, intercepts. Jimmy stops, and narrows his eyebrows down on Jason. ]
Jimmy Pez: I don't wanna answer any of your damn questions tonight, buddy.. I gotta be somewhere.
Jason Collins: Jimmy Pez, tonight your client goes--
Jimmy Pez: What don't you understand, kid? No questions..
[ Pez walks around Collins, and continues on his way down the corridor.. But of course, being the number one reporter he is, Jason Collins does not give up. He is hot on Jimmy's tail. ]
Jason Collins: If I could just have a word about tonights match?
Jimmy Pez: I'm telling you now, Collins.. Turn around and leave!
[ Pez quickens the pace, as Collins scurries along.. Annoyingly persistent as he could possibly be. ]
Jason Collins: Do you believe your client can survive this match?
[ Jimmy keeps walking, ignoring the NLR reporter as best he can. ]
Jason Collins: Jimmy Pez! Do you really think Leandro will become the first Four Towers Champion tonight??
[ Suddenly, the nearest door along the corridor is roughly shoved open! It almost flies off its hinges, slamming back against the wall with a loud "BANG!" Jason Collins, only feet from the door, jumps back with caution, his eyes wide with fear as he stares into the doorway.. Jimmy chuckles to himself and gives that weasel grin he's known for.. Yeah, he's a bonafide slimeball, boys and girls. Make no mistake! ]
Jimmy Pez: Why don't you ask him yourself?
[ All of a sudden, the crowd goes absolutely crazy.. El Mexicano Condena steps out from the open doorway, his enormous structure staring menacingly down at Jason Collins. The long black hair falls down over Leandro's massive shoulders, that intimidating tattoo that covers his chest.. Shiny with beads of sweat. He steps up to Collins, who patheticly coils in fear from The Beast. ]
Jimmy Pez: Go on, kid.. Ask away!
[ The crowd continue to cheer as within seconds, Collins hightails it outta there! He bolts off as quick as his feet will take him, as Leandro slowly rolls his head to the side.. Watching him go with no emotion passing over his scarred face. Jimmy chuckles to himself once again, as we cut back to ring side once again. ]
Sully: Leandro is in the house!
JP: The Beast looks as focused as I've ever seen here tonight and with good reason. I wouldn't want to be anything but 100% focused if I were to be handcuffed and placed inside a steel cell with Gutter Rat!
Sully: Are you kidding me? There isn't enough money you could pay me to make me get into the ring with that lunatic!
JP: I can't say that I blame you! Folks, we're off to one last break and when we return the first NLR championship will be decided! We will crown our first Excess Champion in just a minute! Stick around!
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