vs. Dangerous Dude

"In every competition since the dawning of time, some have always excelled.  They exceed expectations and bypass the competition, leaving the weak in their wake.  These men take what they want, when they want to and back down from no-one."

dangerous dude....who?!

The scene opens to find Spike sitting on a small wooden bench on what appears to be the back porch of his house.  He is wearing a black leather jacket and blue denim jeans.  The sun is beaming down on the grassy area in front of him but the wind still has a cold feel to it, it is November after all.  There is small puffs of air coming from Spikes lips where his warm breath is meeting the cool air.  He pulls his collar up around his neck and puts his hands in his pockets.

Spike: You've got to love winter.  It's just starting to get cold now, the way winter should be.  Personally, I'd take winter over summer any day.  It takes a strong body and mind to survive winter, real winters anyway.  People like me, we're survivors, we take things as they come and plough through them.  Then there is people like CPT, people who fall at the first hurdle.  You think that makes you a champion CPT?  After one week of a so called 'winning streak', you lose again.  Me and Ryan, we did exactly what we said we would last week.  We showed the entire SCCW roster and all of it's fans that the Canadian Renegades are a joke and that you are nothing more than a paper champion.  It goes to show that your one win over me was a fluke, knowing that you are back to your good old losing ways already.  In fact it won't be long before you lose that title.  Maybe it'll be this week, do you have a match for it this week?  No you don't, in fat you don't have a match at all.  What type of champion doesn't even compete every week?  Maybe you were too embarrassed at having to eat your words last week.  Maybe you realised that you really weren't that good after all.  Maybe you realised that I am being DEADLY serious when I say that I am coming back for MY title.  For whatever reason it is, just know this, I am still watching you and I will get back to you eventually. 

Spike stands from the bench and walks over to the little white wooden fence separating the garden from the porch.  He leans his hands on the fence and looks out over the garden, the grass still white from the morning frost.

Spike: Last week, I was in the main event of the show, facing the paper champion.  I won that match and where am I now?  Facing some guy that sounds like he should be in a teen movie, the Dangerous Dude.  A lot of people would pick straight up on that name and rip you a new one because of it, but not me.  Where would making fun of your name get me?  Absolutely nowhere.  Should I compare our accomplishments in SCCW?  Hmmm, let me start with you.  *Spike pauses for a moment* Well, that was quick.  I guess I needn't bother going over mine for you.  What about track records?  Well, my loss column is more than you've had matches here, so I think we'll give that a pass as well.  Do you see where I'm going with this Dude?  Actually, if you are as dumb as you make out, I'd better spell it out for you.  You are not in my league.  You never will be.  If you don't think I'm telling the truth, ask around here in SCCW, get an opinion on me, see what people say about me.  I'll tell you this now, there has not been a single person in SCCW that I have not gone up against and not beaten.  The list is becoming endless, Sloppy Joe, Extreme Warrior, Felon, Rivera, Jason Steele, need I go on?  

I was working for SCCW before you even knew it existed, and I don't take kindly to seeing the 'new blood' coming in thinking that they are the best thing to ever hit wrestling when I have been here since day one, proving myself.  You may be well known and acknowledged elsewhere, but I don't care, this isn't elsewhere, this is SCCW.  This is my domain, my home, my hunting ground.  Dude, you are not even a roadblock to me, you're a piece of road kill that I'm going to fly past on my way back to the top.  Soon, I will have gold around this waist again. 

As everyone saw earlier from Mike Money's press conference, it may not be singles gold that will be around my waist.  If Sloppy Joe feels like it is time to hang up his boots and thong, well I'm going to make damn well sure that he goes out on top.  Me and him, we're teaming up in the Tolos Tag tournament, and we will bring home the gold.  Call it what you will, 'old friends', 'legends team', but one thing is certain, we will not be easy to stop.  Let me put it this way, and this is directly to you Sloppy.  What better wedding present could I give you than SCCW championship gold?

Dude, get ready, you're my warm up on the way to this contest, so don't feel too bad when I leave you by the quayside.  It's nothing personal, it's all just strictly business.

Spike turns away from the camera as the scene fades slowly to black.