You joking, ese? (Meng, Kidman)
Posted by: Eddy Guerrero on 12/05/2002 at 10:51
*We fade in to the training area in El Paso yet again, where Eddy is still perfecting his skills. He is currently off in the corner, perfecting strike combinations for his next in-ring appearance. His hand dexerity seems to have improved since he was last seen as he busts out a jab-hook-dropkick onto the back in blazing speed. Realizing that the camera has turned on, he looks over to it, still as intense as usual.*
"Did I hear you right, Vader? You want me to fight Meng? What, was the Barbarian just not wanting to come here? What the hell is this? I tell you to fear me, you get a guy who has the mobility of a dead snail and tell me to fight him. I think someone's running...I wouldn't POSSIBLY know who...but someone's running from Eddy. Not that I blame that unnamed someone-I'd run too in his shoes-but he runs nonetheless.
"Meng, welcome to the FTR. Let me lay down the law to ya and set straight in your mind how it is, regardless of what that Leon White character tells ya. The Fatal Army runs this fed. IQ may make the rules, but we are gonna control it. We are not to be crossed, nor to be taken lightly.
"Sadly for you, Vader crossed us AND took us lightly.
"Now, SOMEONE has to pay for that. Vader's not climbing into the ring with me, so I'll make someone else pay. Looks like you hooked up with Vader, so yeah, it's you all right. I accept, Meng. No problem. I'll take you on any day. But...I got some stipulations.
"First off, if you're really such a powerhouse, if you really are Vader's new guy, you can handle Vader's old favorite match. The Caged Deathmatch. We're put in a cell. Three falls in a row to win. Can you feel it, ese? Can you feel the old days, right before I got here, when Vader would dominate many a man in that very match? Well, I intend to prove that I am the better man. I intend to show that I can beat any friend of Vader's in that caged ring. Bring it, I say.
"Secondly, and more importantly, if, no no, WHEN I beat you, I want Vader. I don't want to wait around on this. I want to kick the hell outta him. I want to show him that you don't go around trying to mess with the Fatal Army. I want to put that fat bastard in his place, ese. And to do that, all I gotta do is beat him senseless. Now Vader, should I win, I want you in a Ladder Match. You know, we suspend something, I don't know what, over the ring. You climb a ladder to get it. It's a classic match, and it's my favorite. Let's see how fast you are, ese, when you have to climb away from me. Chances are, it won't be fast enough.
"Watch out, Meng and Vader, I'm coming. You best hide now rather than make a stand. If you try to stop me, you'll just get hurt.
"Now then, onto my ol' buddy Kidman. Hey, what's up there? You say you're loyal to me and the Undertaker? You say you really still care, but you just can't do the same old stuff? You don't want trouble? Well, you can't always get what you want, now can you?
"Gee, I know it's a little harsh...but I'm a little angry. Here's the score: I'm calling you out, just you and me. I don't care what stips, I just want you for Rampage as well, assuming we can still have two matches.
"Not interested? Here's a twist: If you win, I will give you a shot at the Iron Man championship. Again, you can pick stips. You know why I offer that to you?
"Because you can't win, Kidman. You know which one of us held up the other. You know who was the backbone of the team. And if you think it was you, then prove it.
"Later, eses."
*Eddy turns back to the bag with a heavy elbow strike. The impact sends the bag swinging wildly as the camera fades to black...*
