*Today is the day that Eric Rex takes on two opponents in a 2-1 handicap exhibition match. The two men are already standing in the ring. One, a large, scarred, Russian man with a mohawk and beard. Word has spread in the locker room that this one wrestled bears before traveling the world to compete. The other is a bit smaller than him. A black man wearing black tights and boots with dollar signs all over them. He has a microphone.*

Local #2: Yo, yo, yo! Let me introduce you my main man right here! THE RED CYCLONE!

*The Red Cyclone smiles and points both fingers straight into the air.*


Local #2: That man is a straight up MONSTER! And I'm ya' boy...DONTRELL DOLLAR! And we about to get straight up GANGSTA on this chump that thinks he's a baaaaaaaad man...Eric Rex!

*The crowd boos*

Dollar: So, before he heads out this way, I want my little Dolla Bills to help me and my main man...HOLLA FOR DOLLA, CAUSE' DOLLA MAKES SENSE!



*The crowd cheers, but then the music hits the PA...*


Steve Sayors: Hi, XWF fans! This is Steve Sayors, and we are streaming tonight's house show to you LIVE from Orlando, FL! With me, as always, is the lovely Liz Weinberg!

Liz: Save it, pig.

Steve: And, also joining us as Eric Rex makes his way to the ring is his personal attorney, Sal Valencia!

Sal: Thanks for having me.

Steve: As Eric Rex makes his way to the ring, would you mind explaining why he demanded this match in the first place? Seems a bit suicidal, does it not?

Sal: Mr. Rex is all about making an impact. This, as always is an advertisement.

Liz: Some advertisements lately. Your bald sociopath is 0-3 since his debut.

Sal: That all depends on how you look at it.

Steve: The bell has rung and Rex goes right after Dontrell Dollar! Taking him down with a kick to the gut and repeated blows to the back of the head!

Sal: I mean, to me, what it looks like is that the decision in his first match with Mr. Rockwell, upon investigation, should have been reversed. The second, he competed with 3 other men, had no knowledge of the contest beforehand, and outlasted 2 of them. That's a moral victory in my book.

Liz: Makes sense in my book.

Steve: Oh, will you stop?

Sal: My client should have never even been in the ring with White Lion. The man is a psychopath. He's a danger to himself, and Eric, through the compassion of his heart, left the match before hurting him. So, to me, that's 3-0. The man is undefeated.

Steve: How do you explain his actions against Slick Rick?

Sal: I stand corrected. 4-0.

Liz: Ha! Rick is a loser! I'd like to point out that the entire time we've been talking, we've lost track of this bout. Rex is dominating Dollar and just stomping him in the ring.

Steve: And The Red Cyclone is ITCHING to get in there. Look at that wingspan! He's reaching almost half-way in for the tag.

Sal: Foolish man, I say. This is just a show of skill. You've got Rex in there with 2 guys similar to his opponents on Wednesday, BOTH singling him out. This won't end well tonight or Wednesday for these other guys.

Steve: Rex pulls Dollar up and has an irish whip reversed...SPINEBUSTER!

Liz: Gotta' toss the scrubs a bone now and then, I suppose.

Steve: Dollar is climbing across the ring...Rex has his ankle...He lunges and MAKES THE TAG TO RED CYCLONE!

Sal: This is bogus.

Liz: That's a nasty suplex right there. He whips him into the ropes and...What the hell is this?

Steve: The Red Cyclone is spinning in circles throwing lariats everywhere! BAM! He connects!

Sal: No worries. It's not like Rex has never been hit by a Russian before.

Liz: While Cyclone has your boy in the air, why don't you tell what those juicy blackmail pictures were that you handed him backstage a few nights ago?

Sal: WHAT!? Who told you...I don't know what you're talking about.

Liz: The backstage camera...

Sal: SO NOW WE'RE BEING SPIED ON!?

Steve: Are you seriously trying to blackmail Wallace?

Sal: THERE WERE NO PICTURES!

Steve: Red Cyclone has Rex reeling after a devastating right to the gut.

Sal: Enough of this...

*Sal gets up from the commentators table as The Red Cyclone rushes across the ring and catches Rex with a powerbomb. Rex is in a bad way. Cyclone tags in Dollar who begins to pull Rex to his feet. Sal distracts The Red Cyclone.*

Steve: Rex seems to still be alive and OH! Sal just threw salt right in The Red Cyclone's eyes!

Liz: And, in case you missed it, Rex hammered Dollar in his money purse at the same time!

Steve: The Red Cyclone is blindly reaching and now he's caught Dollar! What is he doing!? He thinks Dontrell Dollar is Eric Rex!

Liz: This is gonna' be great!

Steve: Will you stop!? Oh, my! He just lept with Dollar and drove him down with a terrifying spinning piledriver! I didn't even know that was possible!

Liz: What a maneuver!

Steve: Eric Rex tosses Cyclone from the ring and makes the pin on Dollar! 1...2...3! Rex wins this one! Rex is leaving the ring and what's Sal handing him!?

Liz: It looks like a nightstick!

Steve: The Red Cyclone doesn't see it coming!

*CRACK...CRACK...CRACK...CRACK...*

Steve: We...we have a mess on our hands here. Cyclone's jaw has to be broken and there's...Oh, my god...

Liz: Say it! His molars are on the concrete! This is amazing!

Steve: We should cut the feed. This is grotesque.