Piper...
Posted by: The Undertaker on 04/11/2003 at 14:29
Backstage at an FTR house show, Michael Cole is standing with a microphone.
Cole: "Hi everyone, I'm Michael Cole and I'm about to try and get a word with The Undertaker. As you know, he will be facing Roddy Piper in a falls-count-anywhere match at Rampage, and I was hoping I could get some comments from him."
Michael Cole makes his way to The Undertaker's locker room door and knocks on it. The door opens and The Sinister Minister steps out.
Minister: "Welcome to Hell's gate, Mr. Cole...how may I help you?"
Cole: "I uhh..was wondering if I could get some words with The Undertaker regarding Roddy Piper?"
Minister: "Oh, I'm not so sure about that. What makes you think The Undertaker has anything to say about such an impudent fool like Piper?"
Suddenly, a gloved hand appears on The Minister's shoulder. He turns around to see the large figure of The Undertaker behind him.
Undertaker: "Allow me to handle this."
The Undertaker walks out of the locker room and gazes down at Michael Cole. He snatches the microphone away from him and begins to speak.
Undertaker: "Piper, your mouth is writing checks that your body is going to be forced to cash. You are but a little man, Piper...a small, meaningless fool whou should have hung it up a long time ago.
At one time, Piper, you were a legend. You were a man to be respected. You were one of the toughest men in the wresting business...period. Yet you have diminished beyond recognition. You are no longer the man that you were before...but you still choose to stick around in places that you don't belong. Your time has ended Piper, and you seem to be oblivious to it.
You also seem to have forgotten just what I've done to your boys in the past. I've beaten every single one of them. I took Hulkamania and put a stake in its heart. I humbled Randy Savage time and time again until he finally packed his bags and headed to higher ground. Every legend that's has ever dared to face me has been beaten...and soon you shall join them.
You think of yourself as an icon, yet you are no different than any of the other so-called icons I have faced before. The only difference is that you're still determined to wrestle and they aren't. They seem to be a little bit smarter than you, Piper. They seem to realize that to compete in the FTR as long as The Undertaker is in it is sure destruction.
Why couldn't you follow their example? Why don't you go make some more movies, Piper? Why don't you sit at home with your family and spend some quality time with them? Why is it, Piper, that you are so determined to kill yourself?
You've had too many opportunities to let this business go, and you haven't listened to a damned one of them. You could have just walked out a few years ago. But you didn't....and now, I'm going to put you out of it.
It's too late to turn back now, Piper. You've already stepped right in the middle of the highway to hell, and now you're going to pay the price. When Rampage comes Piper, and you are face to face with the Reaper....your past becomes meaningless. Your name becomes meaningless. Your legacy becomes meaningless. All you'll be is just another name....just another hapless victim who was forced to walk into the darkness and came out of it a crippled, beaten shell of his former self.
Indeeed Piper, I can assure you that after our match..you will NEVER be the same again. After our match Piper, you're going to be carried out of that arena...but Piper, mark my words..I will not destroy you. I want you to have enough strength to go before all of those fools who hold you in such a high regard...
And I want you to tell them all that Hell has indeed relocated to Earth.
Rest in peace.."
The Undertaker walks back into his locker room, and we fade to black.
