: "Finally, a real match-- Something the fans can sink their collective teeth into and watch, salivating at the mouth. A match between the organization's biggest and brightest stars: STEVE DAVIDS and BOBBY ZI."

: The scene opens in a dirty alleyway. It could be from any city in America. Los Angeles, Chicago, Philadelphia-- the alley is dark, dreary, and wet. Water trickels down the darkened brick walls. Graffiti taged in silver, black, and white throughout the narrow hall of brick. Refuse sits, discarded upon the ground. A pair of worn Doc Martin's boots comes trudging down the passageway. The camera slowly pans upwards, revealing a pair of blue polo jeans. Then and upper torso covered in a black t-shirt. In white letters across the chest it reads "STEVE DAVIDS'. The camera continues to pan upwards. The man was wearing a neatly trimmed goatee-- his short dark hair was carefully combed-- looking like the man had just stepped out of the barber shop. A broad arrogant smirk on his face. This was not STEVE DAVIDS, as the shirt proclaimed.

: This man was BOBBY ZI.

: "Hi there. I'm the best wrestler on TV, STEVE DAVIDS-- you may remember me from such ass-kickings as the time I kick every one of you asses, or the times i was the greatest thing you could hoped for, continually beat the piss out of you and shit--

: "Ringing any bells for you?

: "I have a match this week against the man who would tear me a new asshole, This man has kicked YOUR asses already-- can you guess who I'm talking about? That's right BOBBY ZI! BOB is The Man.

: "Some people would consider this counter-productive-- y'know, talking about how incredibly skilled my partner BOB is at wrestling, but I don't give a shit.

: "BOBBY ZI, even though he hasn't been wrestling as long as I have wrestles like a veteran. -- but you know what? There is not a thing that a person can be more proud of than when a student surpasses the master. I am a master, mind you-- But BOB is something a little... more.

: "BOBBY has been compared with all of the greats-- men like PETER and THEO . He is truly a man to fear in the squared-circle. I know that I fear him, and rightly I should-- Bobby, if he wanted to, could kick my ass off my body with only one kick! He's THAT damn good!

: "He's beaten everyone he's faced at least once-- and in some of your cases-- more times than either of us can count. BOBBY is the very definition of a marque wrestler-- a main eventer amongst main eventers. But that isn't all, its just a matter of time that BOBBY ZI will be the next Universal Champion here in the XWF!

: "Why am I, STEVE DAVIDS, saying all this? Because I know that there is no damn way on God's green earth that I can face BOBBY and actually win.

: "Don't get me wrong kids, I could (and have) kicked each and every one of your asses from here to Montana-- but ZI? I can't stand toe to Doc Martin'ed toe with him.

: "So what does this mean? Am I not going to wrestle him? Of course I am-- just because I KNOW he's got me beat, doesn't mean I'm gonna wuss out and hide like most of you would. I'm gonna take my beating like a man-- That and I respect him too much to not show up.

: "This is the MATCH OF THE MATCHES, kids. The Armageddon of in-ring wrestling. He and I are going to beat the ever-living shit out of each other, then he's going to pin me, then afterwards we're having a fucking victory party at the hotel-- MOST of you are invited, by the way. Those of you who are not? Well, we just won't let you in.

: "Have a great week, and I hope top see all of your at ring-side, watching zi beat my ass like he was my dad!"

: The camera stopped moving, and as Bobby, walked past down the alley, you could see the back of the davids shirt: "Worst Wrestler Ever--"

: Fade to Black--

:
: As the camera shut off, zi turned to Joe Powell, who was the cameraman for his promo.

: "Dude, these damn Docs of yours are totally one size too small-- my fucking feet are killing me.

: "Oh, stop fucking crying about it-- Just be happy that I let you wear them you prick. So, do you want to grab something to eat?"

: "Sure, let me change, then we can hit a Wafflehouse. You want this shirt, dude? It'd be kinda funny if you actually DID wear it once."

: zi and powell change the topic and disappeared around a corner.

Former 2× X-treme ChampIon