RP#64

"Why are you wasting my time? Huh? Seriously? I've waited all week to hear from the Southside Switchblades and the only thing we got from them is.......silence."

Fade in to reveal Joe Jones with the UWL Tag Team title hanging from his shoulder standing up against a black wall. Joe's eyes are closed and is looking down at the floor with his hands clasped together behind his back.

"Silence is golden. Sometimes silence can be deadly. You can say a lot with out saying a word. Silence can be a strength and silence can also be a weakness. In the case of the Southside Switchblades, silence is fear. Silence is admitting defeat. Silence is conceding that you don't belong in this match, that you don't belong in this company and that you don't belong in this state. Your silence announces that you are out matched. Your silence screams that you are out classed. Your silence speaks volumes about who you two are, what you two stand for and what you two will ever amount to in the UWL, and that is a waste of time. Waste of pay roll dollars and a waste of the fan's time, the UWL's time and my time in the tag team coronation cup. So tell us why you joined the UWL? What was it for you two knuckleheads to travel all the way to Knoxville to go through the hardship of getting signed in the UWL only to stand in the shadows and......

Joe pauses for a second.

"pretending to be ninjas. with names like Rot Face, being silent, making a living in the shadows picking your spots isn't going to get you guys anywhere. After seeing the stunt you two did by jumping Rapid Angle last week at the tapings, pretending to be Snake Eyes....the strong silent deadly type isn't what we got from our first and only look of you. I'll be completely honest here. Dogtooth and Rot face make me think of a Junk Yard Dog than a GI Joe character. Loud! Boisterous, foul mouth pricks is the impression I got after you two laid out the former Tag Team Champs."

Joe shrugs.

"I guess two ugly dudes dressed up like ninjas can't be wrong. Cosplay is huge.

Joe adjusts the title on his shoulder and slowly looks up at the camera.

"If you two want to play ninja or dress up as cute cuddling puppies or whatever your inner primal animal creature is and jump in middle of a fur pile and hump each other, go do that on your time. Spot wasting my time, the UWL's time and the fans time. You two were handed a golden ticket on a silver platter. Your first match in the UWL, the first time we, the guys in the locker room, the fans at home watching this on TV on Saturday night and the fans who threw down their hard earned money to buy tickets and watch this event live, the first time we were going to see the Southside Switchblades was against the UWL Tag Team Champions. The top team in the UWL. The ONLY team that matters in the UWL! It was handed to you. Beat us in the first round of the Coronation Cup, in your first match........even if you ended up losing the following week in the semi or the final rounds of the Cup.......you two guys would have yourself a shot at the UWL Tag Team titles in your back pocket simply by defeating us this Saturday. Much like Bad Intentions last week who had the same opportunity in the palm of their hands, you two just blew it! I will show you two no mercy when that bell rings. I will show you what it means to be a true fighting champion. How to be a champion and more importantly WHY we are the Champions."

Joe pauses and glances at the strap.

"When we beat you. When we spoil your UWL debut. When we humiliate you. You two should do all of a favor and remain silent. Stick to the script and keep your mouths shut. I don't want to hear that "we got lucky" like poor Emma and Archer are doing this week. I'm not buying the tears, the whoa is me tale of how "we" got lucky and "escaped" with a victory. Last week when Billy and I spoiled Bad Intentions hopes and dreams, it wasn't "luck." They didn't "slip up" or make a "mistake or two". They are like you two and that would be "just not good enough". And that, is a fact. Hey!"

Joe extends his arms outwards to the side.

"Don't blame me for your failures. You want to take jabs at Billy and I? You want to stand there and preach you two can beat us and then can't deliver on it. Not my fault you two didn't live up to the hype. Better luck next time. As far as the Southside Switchblades are concerned.....just keep your mouths firmly, shut."

Fade to black.