Post by davidberg47 on Mar 15, 2022 14:51:28 GMT -5
The Sin City Champion is lying poolside, enjoying the sun hitting him as the light breeze whooshes. He is listeing to his Spotify playslist as Queensryche Operation Mindcrime plays only to be interrupted by an email from Madame Wu. Berg reviews the contents intently and smirks, what will they think of next, he thinks to himself. The song finishes playing and the random playlist hits on Billy’s Got a Gun by Def Leppard. As the song intensifies, his phone rings and its Management. Berg sighs and answers the phone.
Berg: Good morning
Management: Good morning to you, Mr. Berg. Good morning. But I have not called to speak to you, indeed not, Mr. Berg.
Berg: You called my number.
Management: Mr. Berg, we are going to send you an audio message that we sent to Madame Wu. We want you to listen to it and listen to it intently.
Berg: You sent a message to Madame Wu? You are kidding right?
Management: Mr. Berg, we do not kid. We are the command center for the Israeli Military. Do not forget you are part for us forever and you are on assignment. That being said the country is very proud of you so listen and enjoy.
Management hangs up and a text message is received with an audio component. Berg hits play and lies back down enjoying the sun.
Message:
Madame Wu, greetings. We hope you are enjoying the services of your Sin City Champion, the King of the Streets, the Chosen one of the Chosen people, the Body Snatcher. Yes, he is a man of many nicknames, but for our purposes we will just call him “Champ”.
It has come to our attention that you cannot label the Champ. Is he a face, is he a heel? What is he?! This business is all about labels. So allow us to decipher it for you. The Champ is a FACE. Yes, a Face. Do you not see all the shirts he has sold, all the cheers from the fans? You say to yourself how can a polarizing person be a so called Face? Easy, Madame Wu, very Easy. Las Vegas has residents true. But it is a destination vacation resort as well and we get fans from around the country and the world. And as you can see the world is turning. All those who are logical and understand their pronouns will root for the Champ. All those who support the Democracy of Israel will root for the Champ. All those who love America will root for the Champ. The others, well why do you care what welfare receiving, race baiting, nincompoops think? I am glad we got this out of the way. I agree that politics is tedious and boring, unless of course it triggers snowflakes.
Now onto the Champ. Did you see him unleash his deadly Doomsday Saito Suplex? It was quite marvelous as his opponents head and neck hit the mat and they were dazed and confused. Only to be put out of their misery by the Hebrew Hammer. That too is a cool move, is it not Madame Wu?
We understand that you lost a nice attraction in Devin Bishop. But let us be honest, that act was old and tired. The Champ brings a whole new perspective. Tall, put together, handsome, charismatic and he has some cool in ring moves as you Americans say. He is the future FACE of UPW and soon he will put your organization at the top of the XHF. But we are getting ahead of ourselves, Madame Wu. Indeed we are.
We see the match you put the Champ in and he is the only FACE in it. Is he not? We have the pariah, Luther Carbrey. He is an arrogant little man isn’t he? A 40-year old petulant child in fact. And what is this parts unknown? Does the man not have a GPS to find his parts or is he a vagrant? Silly little man has no chance in this match. He will long to return to prison after the Champ is done with him. Mr. Carbrey no doubt believes he is the most dextrous competitor in the match. Well he would be sadly mistaken.
Then we have Eric Ragsdale. Another criminal. I mean there is a common theme here is there not? I wonder who would be whose bitch if Carbrey and Ragsdale shared a cell? Ragsdale is bigger true but as we know it is not the size of the dog but the size of the fight in that dog. Yes, Mr. Rasdale is a big man but if Mr. Ragsdale believes he is stronger than the Champ, he is sadly mistaken. At least Mr. Ragsdale knows what parts he is from. Then again, Amarillo Texas? Perhaps its better not to know?
Lastly, we have Big Tom Johnson. Of course he goes by Vicious as that makes him sound all so intimidating. Oooooh we are terrified, Mr. Johnson. Of course he is a huge human being standing 6’7 and weighing over 300 pounds. He is indeed a powerhouse. Problem is he is slow. At moving, at thinking at adapting. What is lovely is how much damage the man can take. He is slow and takes a lot of punishment. What is not to like? The Champ is more than ready.
The ring will be booby trapped with exploding turnbuckles. Madame Wu, do you honestly believe that will intimidate the Champ? He served in Israel and fought in Gaza. He has been shot, stabbed, blown up and thrown off a truck. Yet he is still here in one piece. We ask, no we BEG the fans to tune in as the Champ unleashes the Doomday Saito on Tom Johnson and throws his big ass into the firebomb turnbuckle. We promise you this. After going to WAR and this will be WAR with the champ none of his three competitors will be the same and the Champ will cement himself as the FACE of UPW.
Madame Wu, you are most welcome.
Berg shuts off the audio and shrugs. Why must Management poke the bear he thinks to himself as he goes back to his playlist.