Post by Edward Sands on Nov 29, 2010 21:00:16 GMT -5
We pick up backstage shortly after the main event of Championship Canadian Fever has ended. We see Sands enter the camera frame still looking for MULE, the Television Title in hand. Suddenly a crew member of the EHW stops him looking to ask a few questions.
“Mr. Sands, could I get a word with you about what just happened.”
Edward grabs the mic from him shoving the young man out of the way.
“I’m disappointed MULE. Lance spoke so highly about you being this dangerous man. That you would end my career. Instead you run with your tail between your legs and hide out backstage.”
Sands holds up MULE’s Television Belt he picked up after the match and stuck Morgan with by mistake.
“You see this MULE? This belongs to you, but only for a short time longer because next week I’m going to beat your two boys on my own just like I said I could. When I do that you won’t have anyone left to hide behind to keep me from you.”
Ed tosses the belt at the crew member that tried to interview him.
“Make yourself useful boy and give this back to the current champion…but make sure he knows it’s on borrowed time.”
The staff member runs off as Sands looks back into the camera.
“Lance I did exactly like I said I would. I beat you…and then I took your brother down as well. Next week I’ve already been given word that my request to face the two of you on my own has been granted. That’s right, next week you get a chance to earn a little payback. The two of you against little old me. Tell you what how about you bring MULE with you to the ring that way after I win you have no excuses as to who the more powerful force is around here. See on paper it might look like you have an advantage…but I warned you last week that I had an army waiting to be called up.”
Ed begins to smile.
“And maybe they will start to show up next week here live on Fever. Maybe I’ll have a little back up of my own to watch my back like you need watching yours. Difference is this time…I know who you got come out of the bullpen while you have no idea. Remember I already took you both out tonight with The Strait…next week I won’t have any problem doing it again. Enjoy the top of the mountain while you guys can, cause the ALA is on the fast track to the bottom, and that’s a promise.”
Sands tosses the mic into the camera before walking off smiling as we go to black.
“Mr. Sands, could I get a word with you about what just happened.”
Edward grabs the mic from him shoving the young man out of the way.
“I’m disappointed MULE. Lance spoke so highly about you being this dangerous man. That you would end my career. Instead you run with your tail between your legs and hide out backstage.”
Sands holds up MULE’s Television Belt he picked up after the match and stuck Morgan with by mistake.
“You see this MULE? This belongs to you, but only for a short time longer because next week I’m going to beat your two boys on my own just like I said I could. When I do that you won’t have anyone left to hide behind to keep me from you.”
Ed tosses the belt at the crew member that tried to interview him.
“Make yourself useful boy and give this back to the current champion…but make sure he knows it’s on borrowed time.”
The staff member runs off as Sands looks back into the camera.
“Lance I did exactly like I said I would. I beat you…and then I took your brother down as well. Next week I’ve already been given word that my request to face the two of you on my own has been granted. That’s right, next week you get a chance to earn a little payback. The two of you against little old me. Tell you what how about you bring MULE with you to the ring that way after I win you have no excuses as to who the more powerful force is around here. See on paper it might look like you have an advantage…but I warned you last week that I had an army waiting to be called up.”
Ed begins to smile.
“And maybe they will start to show up next week here live on Fever. Maybe I’ll have a little back up of my own to watch my back like you need watching yours. Difference is this time…I know who you got come out of the bullpen while you have no idea. Remember I already took you both out tonight with The Strait…next week I won’t have any problem doing it again. Enjoy the top of the mountain while you guys can, cause the ALA is on the fast track to the bottom, and that’s a promise.”
Sands tosses the mic into the camera before walking off smiling as we go to black.