It's time to welcome our guest for today's show. He's the Manager of Champions, someone who has systematically brought more wrestlers to glory than any other in the history of the sport. His name is Christopher Bell, but you know him better as the leader of the Syndicate, the Kingpin. Chris, come on down.
(The Kingpin emerges from the right, wearing a black Armani suit, Rayban sunglasses, and a white bone-handled cane. He smiles and shakes hands with Kevin, then seats himself on the opposite stool.)
Kevin: Thank you for joining me on the show.
Kingpin: Ah, Kevin...always a pleasure to see someone try so hard to be me.
(He smiles.)
Kevin: (Laughs.) Some things never change. Y'know, the last time we did this, we were in the EWWA, and you'd brought along someone that was really tearing things up there, Melissa Maw. Tell me, where is she now, and how is she faring?
Kingpin: Melissa's just fine, thanks for asking. She's still doing her business over in the MWA, and doing it well. Hey, she's Syndicate.
Kevin: I see. Lately, things have been pretty hectic in Grand Dragon, especially as we count down toward the Moonsault. I know you'd've liked for Micki Duran to have gone into the pay-per-view with the Internet title, but Daisy Butterfly managed to grab it. Any regrets about the pre-match prep there?
Kingpin: Nah, not really. Daisy fought a good fight. It'll be better for Micki anyway. S he's got big plans for the future, and getting hungry again is definitely a part of it.
Kevin: Micki's had more gold than Fort Knox in her career, and I'm certain that her success will continue. She's headed into the Moonsault for a triangle match with Daisy Butterfly and our first "tri-titled--"
Kingpin: Don't EVEN say that. That bitch ain't a tri-titled anything.
Kevin: (Chuckles) Okay, with Daisy Butterfly and Sierra Browne. Micki's got a bone to pick with both of them, I'd wager. Care to share with us who she's going to go after the hardest?
Kingpin: Now, Kevin, you know better than to ask me some shit like that. I don't give out my game plans. Let's just say it's going to be a long night for a couple of people I don't like very much. A LONG night. Daisy Butterfly will be just one more in a long line of people whose careers have ended with Micki Duran. Sierra won't walk out of the arena. I promise.
Kevin: Certain individuals seem to harp on the notion that the Syndicate is a gang, and that they're out to intimidate everyone by the threat of numbers. Would you agree with that assessment?
Kingpin: I don't think people here really realize exactly how big the Syndicate really is. We span five federations, with over sixteen active wrestlers, twenty if you include the men. The list is long: "Gorgeous" Gretchen Gwynne, "Superstar" Courtney Howe, Beth Bragalone, Ellen and Wendy Yates, Andrea Chandler, Micki Duran...if I really wanted there to be a threat of numbers, people here would never want to set foot in the ring with a Syndicate member. Besides, we don't get involved in matches as a group. If our opponents get intimidated, then hell, it ain't my fault. Besides, we've never jumped anyone that hasn't jumped us. Well, except Dementia Praecox, but the fat bitch deserved it.
Kevin: I've noticed that one of your charges, Andrea Chandler, has been more or less the number one contender for the past several months, but she doesn't seem to get much action. Most of her contracts go unsigned. Why do you suppose that is?
Kingpin: The same reason that Crystal Lewis couldn't get a contract to wrestle. The same reason Micki Duran put out challenge after challenge and couldn't get a match. People are afraid of Andrea Chandler, and people are afraid of the Syndicate. We've never ducked anyone, but people sure have ducked us.
Kevin: The current "toast" of the GDWA is Sierra Browne, who has through various means managed to capture three title belts. Though she'll surrender one of them at the Moonsault, she's still called -- brace yourself -- the first "tri-titled champion." In your opinion, has she really "made history" as she so often likes to say?
Kingpin: (He coughs softly.) Ahem. Kevin, I'm about to do something I hardly ever do. I'm about to lose my temper. If you say "tri-titled" champion one more time, I'm going to be all over you like Mike Tyson at a beauty pageant. Let's examine Sierra Browne. Here's a kid who has very little wrestling talent of which to speak, riding the coattails of the Rage family, cheating her way to three different belts. Sierra Browne has NEVER had to face Micki in singles competition. If I remember correctly, the last time Sierra was in the ring with Micki, they wheeled her little sister out on a stretcher, and she was out of action for a good long time. Sierra's in for a world of hurt she can only imagine.
Kevin: I noticed that the GDWA allowed Sierra to wrestle for the Internet title on a card that was supposedly to feature no title action; and in fact, no titles were to be defended before the Moonsault. This pronouncement really came out of the blue. Do you think Sierra's gotten preferential treatment? And if so, would you care to speculate on why?
Kingpin: Of course I do. Why? Who knows? I'm not really into who Sierra bangs. I'm just saying that if no titles were to be defended before the Moonsault, then no titles should have been defended before the Moonsault. I'm so sick of Vessey picking and choosing when he's going to enforce the rules. Maybe he should just force Order to hand her belt over to Sierra now, and we can call her the first "four-titled" champion. That bitch is in trouble, and Micki's going to beat her black ass from one end of the ring to the other.
Kevin: Do you think the verbosity of her and her family members has paid off? "The wheel that squeaks the loudest...."
Kingpin: "....pisses my shit off." It's interesting the amount of time that the Rages and Brownes have to do interviews and talk to camera crews. Micki usually spends that time WRESTLING. Sierra Browne's lucky streak is about to come to a violent end. A very violent end. When you f<censored> with the Syndicate, you f<censored> yourself.
Kevin: Another issue I've been broaching is the subject of what male managers should be permitted to do to protect their charges against gang-ups, such as what happened to Savannah a while back. Do you agree that we should be permitted to at least defend our wrestlers?
Kingpin: Look, rules or not, if Savannah was mine, she wouldn't have gotten a beat down like that. That's the difference between you and I, Kevin. I'm not real big on sticking to the rules. I would have gotten my wrestler out of there.
Kevin: Does the risk of permanent expulsion for such involvement intimidate you?
Kingpin: If they're going to expel me, then they'll expel me. I guarantee you, though, if I'm going to lose my license, I'll beat a bitch to death on my way out. I've got no qualms about things getting ugly.
Kevin: My sentiments exactly. (The Kingpin raises an eyebrow.) On a side note, how is your football franchise, the Colorado Thunder, expected to do this year?
Kingpin: Well, we've had some success in the past years, but this season, we're a bit weaker since losing some players to retirement. But you know me...I never have a losing team.
Kevin: Ever the optimist. I wish them -- and you -- the best. And on that note, we close the program. Thanks again for being here, and I'm looking forward to some hoops with you after the show. Up for it?
Kingpin: Do I have to spank you again, Kevin? Every damn time you talk trash, I beat you like your name was Sierra.
Kevin: The series is tied, pal. And you still can't stop me from three-point range.
Kingpin: Please. I'll beat you in Armani, baby. Let's go.
Kevin: You got it. Drinks on the loser.
(They rise from their stools, and walk off as the view fades....)
Dunbar: Some harsh words from the Kingpin regarding Sierra Browne!
Bishop: Woah! The Moonsault is gonna be something else...
Mutt: Speaking of stables, the OC Organized Crime and Medusa Rage have not been seeing eye to eye lately...and considering they must coexist at the Mark Straczek pay per view on Tuesday Night, this is getting more interesting by the moment. First, we'll hear from Medusa.
Medusa Rage
Medusa: Ma Porter, hey, Ma. Look up from your cannoli for a minute. Come on, it'll be there when you look down again. Ma, I warned you not to cheat. I warned you that wherever Organized Crime tries to show its muscle, Medusa will be there to put a stop to it. You just didn't listen, did you? This is just round one. Medusa won. Organized Crime lost.
Medusa: That's only the beginning, Ma. Only the beginning. Whenever you're alone, you're safe. Ma Porter, there's no safety in numbers in the GDWA. You remember that. You remember that well. All right, you can go back to your cannoli now. Goodnight. Farewell. Amen. Hugs and hisses.
Mutt: I told MISTER Styles that Medusa has lost her mind! Sierra is the only one in that damn family that has any sense left!
Bishop: Sounds like Medusa is FINALLY coming around. And I applaud her.
Dunbar: And now some words from the Queen Mafioso 'Big' Ma Porter...
Big Ma Porter
Fade in on a shot of Ma Porter walking in the hallways backstage. She is perspiring, and carrying a towel; the scene presumably takes place after a recent match. The camera struggles to keep up with her brisk