Bigger fish to fry....

['The Solution' Jake Andrews]

('Devour' plays across the arena speakers and the fans all begin to cheer like crazy. 'The Solution' Jake Andrews steps out from behind the curtain to huge fan fare now that he is named a contender for the AWA World Heavyweight Championship. He has a smirk on his face as he slaps hands with a few fans and then slides under the ropes and gets to his feet. Miss taylor smiles and hands him her microphone as he pauses and looks out at the fans. Slowly he raises the microphone as the music stops.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: YEA YEA YEEEAAAAA!!!!


(Jake shouts out his catch phrase and the fans all shout it back to him. He starts to move again as he begins to speak.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: Earlier today, I got some good news....and I got some bad news...

The bad news is, you will NOT be seeing Jake Andrews in his title match at Massacre on 34th Street against Gavin Drake....

The good news is, You WILL see me facing Ryan Green for the AWA World Heavyweight Championship!

YEA YEA YEEAAA!!!!


(The fans all cheer as Jake smirks his cocky smirk and continues.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: I was honestly looking forward to beating the hell out of Gavin Drake this Sunday and taking back my Hardcore title....

But, it looks like there are bigger fish to fry and instead.... I'll be beating the hell out of Green and taking the vacant AWA World Championship for a FOURTH TIME!


(The fans continue to cheer as Jake paces in a circle, looking at the entire arena.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: I'm sorry to hear about Frost tearing his ACL. That always sucks....big time. But, why sit back and feel sorry for the guy when you can stand up and take advantage of the situation?!

I don't know a lot about Green. In fact, I know nexst to nothing about Green except that he's one half of the Tag Team Champions, and he's the number one contender to the AWA World title....

Well guess what Green Meanie! Now I AM TOO!

Don't get me wrong here.... When I win the AWA World title and hold it longer than MJW could ever dream he could.... I'll give Frost his match when he's back at 100%. Granted, I'll just beat him down like a sick dog....but I will definitely give him his match for the AWA World Title. Cause that's what a stand up guy like myself would do!

Not Green though. He's just a punk who thinks he's going to be top dog around here. Would he give Frost a title match upon his recovered return? Probably not! He's not a stand up guy...he's just a punk!

And I know exactly what to do to punks like him.....


YEA YEA YEEEAAAAAA!!!


(The fans cheer as Jake Andrews' smirk starts to fade when he hears......)

[Ryan Green]

"You shut your mouth right now and listen up as the uncrowned AWA World Heavyweight Champion graces you and all these wankers with his greatness!"

<>The Solutions enthusiasm certainly dips as one half of the reigning awa tag team champions, Green, walks out onto the stage, dressed in jeans and his 'Be Good, Go Green' t-shirt. The tag championship belt is around his waist and Green heads straight down the ramp as the fans welcome him with boos.
Once at ringside Green pauses, makes sure Andrews is well back and then rolls himself under the bottom rope and stands up, a couple of feet away from his newly named opponent<>

"Let me remind you all of something, i was the last man to face Joel Frost in a match and i beat the friggin hell out of him!
I earned my spot as the number one contender and seeing as the so called champion has lost his guts down the toilet i should be awarded the awa world championship right NOW!
I beat Joel Frost so badly that he is unable to face me on sunday, that should be his problem, not mine.
But for some unknown friggin reason you, yeah you Jake Andrews! You have been handed a chance at capturing the holy grail and disgracing it for a fourth time! At least if your track record is anything to go by, you would not have a hold on it for very long at all.
Anyway, Andrews, im not sure what the hell is going on inside the guvnas mind right now but what you need to realise is that i am already the awa world champion, i put the former champion on his arse and i put him out of action and that means that i am now the man!
Annoyingly, i have to prove this in the three stages of hell and once that is done i will have the gold and no one will be able to deny what is already a fact.
I am the present and the future and you Jake Andrews are a twatting throw back to dark times that no one wants to revisit!

And Andrews, if you had been listening recently instead of playing 'on again off again' with Gavin Drake, you would be fully aware of just who the hell i am, you see i am the man who has been the talk of this company, i am the man who has done exactly what he said he would do and Andrews, i am the man whose destiny is already laid out, after 34th Street i will officially be your undisputed worlds heavyweight champion, theres no ifs, buts or maybes, its already been decided and whether its Joel Frost or you, it really does not matter.

Im going straight to the top and your staying where you belong, at the bottom!"

<>Green finally takes a breath as he stops and holds the mic to his chest, staring at Andrews to see what he has to say<>

[Gavin Drake]

'Amazing' blasts over the speakers, and that can only mean one thing. The fans cheered, and Andrews and Green looked towards the ramp as the Blood of Kings walked from the back. He smoothed his suit jacket, adjusting the AWA Heavyweight Title on his shoulder.

Then he smirked, heading for the ring before he slowly climbed inside. "Excuse me, but somewhere in all that bloody degenerate dribble I thought I heard one of you say my name."

Drake rolled his shoulders, then continued. "You see Jake Andrews somehow got a title shot, and somehow Mr. Green gets to keep his title shot! But with all due respect to Joel Frost, the only real bloody champion in this company! Namely me!"

The fans cheered, and Drake nodded. "Yeah, maybe you guys have heard of me? Gavin Drake? Blood of Kings, yeah? British Hardcore? Yeah? Pride of Britain? Bloody man who is better then the bloody pair of you two!"

The fans cheered as Green looked furious, and Drake adjusted the belt on his shoulder. "So you, Green, can do all the bloody whining you want! Because I am the one who should be fighting for the vacant AWA World Heavyweight Title not some flabby bastard like you!"

Then Drake turned to Andrews. "And then there is you! You arse! I should be competing for that title not some jumped up degenerate bagel guy like you!"

Drake sniffed, then turned to glare at Green. "Now where is that bloody big eared trollop of yours, because he is the one I am going to take my anger out on! Because I am the bloody AWA Hardcore Champion, and after I retain my title on Sunday? One of you is going to be facing the only real bleeding champion in this bloody company, yeah?"

[Ryan Green]

seeing as Jake Andrews lost his chance to reply and that now Gavin Drake had puked out a load of pointless drivel, Green decides to voice his opinions once again.
Green turns to Drake

"You are like a friggin bad peny that simply will not go away!
I moved past you, i barely stopped for breath at your level before finding myself in the main events, which is my rightful spot.
And if anything you should be grateful that i did progress at such speed because it meant you were left alone, it meant that you did not end up like Joel Frost, a dribbling mess, unable to compete without the intervention of surgery.
But no, here you are once again trying your best to get yourself in my boat race.
You come out here with your big talk and your cheap insults but the truth is you do not belong.
Neither does he, but the guvnas sore fit to name him as my opponent and ill deal with that, but you, your not in a match against me and your not competing for the biggest prize in this business, I AM!
So Drake, what i suggest is that for the next forty eight hours or so you walk around in the glory at being the only official singles champion in the awa, and you make sure you enjoy that because not only will i be the talk of the business once sunday is over and done with, but your unlikely to even still be a champion after my tag team championship partner, Marcus Cooper rips your twatting head off in your dog collor match!"

[Gavin Drake]

"Do you ever listen to the bloody nonsense that comes out of your mouth, mate?" Drake snapped, and the hot tempered Brit stepped closer to Green. Shoving past Jake Andrews to get in the big man's face, and he even handed off the Hardcore Title.

"You know what, Green? I do not belong in your bloody boat race, or on your bleeding level? You know why, mate? Do you really what to know?" Drake paused, and then he lifted the mic again.

"Because I am above it , right? Better then! And you are nothing but a bleeding place holder, who will soon be a footnote!" The fans exploded and that, and Drake was furious as he and Green had their staredown. And then he shrugged his shoulders, eyes narrowed.

"At least unlike your bloody mate you have the guts to show your bloody face! But since I am in the mood to kick the piss out of you lot!" Drake fumed, and then he slapped a hand to Jake Andrews' chest. "In fact, hows about on December 27th, you and that trollop of yours face me and Jake Andrews for those tag team titles! Because as much as I can't bloody stand him?"

Drake smirked, shrugging to Andrews. "I'd rather have all the bloody gold around our waists then being held by slobs like the pair of you."