Post by Roy Vezina on May 25, 2024 14:02:51 GMT
(The camera cuts to an empty arena, the seats vacant and the ring standing silent. The atmosphere is almost eerie in its stillness. Standing by the ring, veteran announcer Sam Hewitt holds a microphone, ready to conduct an exclusive interview with "The Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels. Ryan stands next to him, his demeanor intense and focused, contrasting sharply with the earlier smugness of "Mr. Canada" Roy Vezina.)
Sam Hewitt: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re here in this empty arena with "The Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels, who has just heard the comments made by his former mentor, "Mr. Canada" Roy Vezina. Ryan, thank you for joining me today.
Ryan Samuels: (taking the microphone with a scowl) Save it, Sam. I heard every word that smug piece of Canadian bacon had to say. And let me tell ya, it's boiling my blood.
Sam Hewitt: Ryan, Roy Vezina had some strong words, calling you a wild animal and a fraud. How do you respond to that?
Ryan Samuels: (leaning in, eyes blazing with fury) Roy Vezina, you can run your mouth all you want, but it ain't gonna save you from the beating that's comin' your way. You call me a wild animal? Damn right, I'm a wild animal, and I'm gonna tear you apart in that cage.
(The camera captures the intensity in Ryan's eyes, amplifying the tension.)
Sam Hewitt: Roy also mentioned he’s been getting his beauty rest while you’re probably losing sleep over this match. What do you have to say about that?
Ryan Samuels: Beauty rest? The only thing Roy needs rest for is the beating he's about to take. While he's been sittin' pretty, I've been training like a madman, ready to unleash hell on him. That barbed wire ain't decoration – it's my weapon, and I'm gonna use it to carve a lesson into his smug face.
(The empty arena seems to echo with the intensity of Ryan's words.)
Sam Hewitt: He said you don't belong in Pollo Road and certainly not in the same ring as him. How does that make you feel?
Ryan Samuels: (sneering) Roy, you talk a big game about pecking orders and who belongs where. Well, guess what? At Crossroads, I'm gonna show you exactly where you belong – flat on your back, looking up at the lights, wondering why you ever doubted The Midwest Nightmare.
Sam Hewitt: Any final thoughts for Roy Vezina as you prepare for this steel cage match?
Ryan Samuels: (turning to the camera, his voice dripping with menace) Roy, you think you’re better than me because you can talk fancy and flash that phony smile. But inside that steel cage, there ain't no room for talk. It's gonna be blood, sweat, and pain. When that door locks and it's just you and me, you're gonna wish I never came back.
(Sam Hewitt nods, recognizing the raw emotion and determination in Ryan's voice.)
Sam Hewitt: And what about Harv Norris and Rick Hull, the rest of the Punch Line? Any thoughts on them trying to interfere?
Ryan Samuels: (smirking) Harv, Rick, you two puck buddies better stay back. This is between me and your "captain." You try to get involved, and you'll get a taste of that barbed wire too. Crossroads is my night to settle the score, and there ain't a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it.
(The camera zooms in on Ryan's intense expression as he delivers his final words.)
Ryan Samuels: Roy, you say I'm not on your level. Well, at Crossroads, I'm gonna drag you down to mine – a place where nightmares are real and your worst fears come true. Get ready, 'cause the nightmare is coming, and it’s gonna be a long, painful night for you.
(Ryan tosses the microphone back to Sam Hewitt and storms off, his focus unwavering. The camera fades out, leaving the echo of Ryan's words hanging in the empty arena.)
Sam Hewitt: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re here in this empty arena with "The Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels, who has just heard the comments made by his former mentor, "Mr. Canada" Roy Vezina. Ryan, thank you for joining me today.
Ryan Samuels: (taking the microphone with a scowl) Save it, Sam. I heard every word that smug piece of Canadian bacon had to say. And let me tell ya, it's boiling my blood.
Sam Hewitt: Ryan, Roy Vezina had some strong words, calling you a wild animal and a fraud. How do you respond to that?
Ryan Samuels: (leaning in, eyes blazing with fury) Roy Vezina, you can run your mouth all you want, but it ain't gonna save you from the beating that's comin' your way. You call me a wild animal? Damn right, I'm a wild animal, and I'm gonna tear you apart in that cage.
(The camera captures the intensity in Ryan's eyes, amplifying the tension.)
Sam Hewitt: Roy also mentioned he’s been getting his beauty rest while you’re probably losing sleep over this match. What do you have to say about that?
Ryan Samuels: Beauty rest? The only thing Roy needs rest for is the beating he's about to take. While he's been sittin' pretty, I've been training like a madman, ready to unleash hell on him. That barbed wire ain't decoration – it's my weapon, and I'm gonna use it to carve a lesson into his smug face.
(The empty arena seems to echo with the intensity of Ryan's words.)
Sam Hewitt: He said you don't belong in Pollo Road and certainly not in the same ring as him. How does that make you feel?
Ryan Samuels: (sneering) Roy, you talk a big game about pecking orders and who belongs where. Well, guess what? At Crossroads, I'm gonna show you exactly where you belong – flat on your back, looking up at the lights, wondering why you ever doubted The Midwest Nightmare.
Sam Hewitt: Any final thoughts for Roy Vezina as you prepare for this steel cage match?
Ryan Samuels: (turning to the camera, his voice dripping with menace) Roy, you think you’re better than me because you can talk fancy and flash that phony smile. But inside that steel cage, there ain't no room for talk. It's gonna be blood, sweat, and pain. When that door locks and it's just you and me, you're gonna wish I never came back.
(Sam Hewitt nods, recognizing the raw emotion and determination in Ryan's voice.)
Sam Hewitt: And what about Harv Norris and Rick Hull, the rest of the Punch Line? Any thoughts on them trying to interfere?
Ryan Samuels: (smirking) Harv, Rick, you two puck buddies better stay back. This is between me and your "captain." You try to get involved, and you'll get a taste of that barbed wire too. Crossroads is my night to settle the score, and there ain't a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it.
(The camera zooms in on Ryan's intense expression as he delivers his final words.)
Ryan Samuels: Roy, you say I'm not on your level. Well, at Crossroads, I'm gonna drag you down to mine – a place where nightmares are real and your worst fears come true. Get ready, 'cause the nightmare is coming, and it’s gonna be a long, painful night for you.
(Ryan tosses the microphone back to Sam Hewitt and storms off, his focus unwavering. The camera fades out, leaving the echo of Ryan's words hanging in the empty arena.)