The picture opens in black and white film stock, on a shirtless, sweaty, BOBBY ZI. His muscles are ripped as if he'd just spent the last few hours in the gym. His short dark hair, made black by the film, was soaked with perspiration. His gaze held the camera with the intensity of a bird of prey...

"I could start by saying that 'I don't know who you think you are', but I'd be lying-- I know EXACTLY who and what you think you are. But do you know how much of an affect that has on me? None. Ziltch. Zip.

"I could wrestle you in a dozen lives, and in a dozen other forms, and fate would spin the results out in exactly the same way-- I would defeat you again, and again, and again--"

"You know that you can't beat me, and that send doubts to that 'godly' brain of yours-- I mean, how CAN you be a god, if you just absolutely, positively CANNOT BEAT Bobby zi? I'm just a 'mere mortal' chief-- Sure-- I'm a man amongst men, but I'm still just a man, but you ... you coward even cant show up your ugly face to address me and that so-called-'professional' wrestler.."

Bobby pauses to run his fingers through his scalp. Sweat breaks from his hair, and sprays of into the air. He takes a deep breath and continues

"Here you are, chillin' with that trailer-chick Aphrodite-- spouting off how your are a great and might god-- neh-- not just a god-- THEE god of god's 'fyre'.

"Come on, man-- for fucks sake-- get a grip on reality-- you are a fucking lunatic-- you're going to have to wake up one day and smell the Maxwell House because this way of living? Well, it's just not."

"It's my sincere hope that come monday night-- I can knock you in the head enough times, that you wil actually come to your senses--"

"The Medic always recommends a good 'DREAM CRUSHER ' to fix a case of delusionment..."

"Of course, it's generally been used on people who were delusioned in their belief that they could actually topple me. I guess I can give you two-- and if you're concious, you can call me in the morning..."

"Be advised lucious-- I am seriously going to have to kick your and that jobber's ass. This isn't just a promise-- it's a fact."[?color]

The picture shows the black and white footage of Bobby zi again, in front of the brick wall---

[color=lime]"see you monday night! "

Former 2× X-treme ChampIon