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12-26-2001, 12:20 PM
JR: "We'd like to welcome everyone back from their holiday vacations. We thank you for tuning into RFW today."
PH: "That's right JR. We hope everyone had a pleasant few days of rest and relaxation with their families."
::"Sad But True" rudely interrupts Heyman.::
JR: "I guess we're getting started already. Here comes the new Intercontinental Champion, S.S. Byrd. A man we haven't seen in over a week, since the brutal Triple Tier Cage match."
PH: "A man that was robbed of the RFW World Title by the Prototype."
JR: "How can you say that Paul? It was a brutal match, and the Prototype pulled out the victory."
PH: "JR, do you honestly think that the Prototype would have been able to handle Byrd in a normal match? I think not. The Prototype didn't beat Byrd, the cage did. Had he not fallen 20 feet, he would be the champion today."
JR: "That remains to be seen, Paul."
::Byrd makes his way to ringside, and throws the IC belt over the top rope and into the ring. He steps into the ring and grabs the microphone.::
Byrd: "First, I need to pay my respects to the family of the Reaper. That man will never be the same again. That son a bitch found out the hard way, they when you try to fight S.S. Byrd on top of high places, you need to be prepared to fall."
::Boos from the crowd.::
Byrd: "Now, onto to the RFW Intercontinental Championship. (Picks the belt off the mat). If you think, Prototype, for one second that this second rate, piece of shit title is going to satisfy me, you are dead wrong."
JR: "How dare he badmouth a prestigious RFW Title that way."
PH: "Its just one man's opinion, JR."
Byrd: "Because, little man, you never beat me. That cage beat me. I'm man enough to admit that I lost to a 20-foot fall. But I have never lost to you. You never pinned me, and you sure as hell never made me quit."
::Loud chants for The Prototype.::
Byrd: "He won't come out here. He's not even man enough to defend the title against me at the Pay Per View. The man is a coward. You see this belt? Whether I like this piece of crap or not, it makes me the Number 1 contender to the World Title. You may ask, as I did: S.S. Byrd, why aren't you getting the title shot if you're the Number 1 contender? Well, I'll answer that for you. The first reason is that Bobby Washington is scared of what I may do with the RFW World Title. That little bitch knows that as soon as I get a title shot in a real match, I'm walking away the champ. And after I get my belt, I will never lose it. Washington is purposely holding me back for petty reasons."
JR: "Petty reasons? The man broke the commissioner's arm, and attacked him on many occasions."
PH: "Not liking a person is no reason to screw him, JR."
Byrd: "The second reason I'm not getting the title shot this Sunday is that the Prototype is a coward. The man is so scared of me, that he is purposely avoiding a rematch. He found out first hand what I'm capable of. And had we fought in a ring, with normal rules, with pin falls, I would be the RFW Champion as we speak. But that's ok. I'm a patient man. I'll defend this piece of crap (throws IC belt towards the ramp) against whomever they throw at me. This week, it's Zero."
::Fans boo.::
Byrd: "Zero, you, like all the rest of the people between me and my rightful place at the top of this organization, will be destroyed. Because I plan to injure every opponent I am forced to defend the Intercontinental Title against. Because the Prototype cannot avoid me if there are no other opponents available. Soon Prototype, there will only be the two of us left. You will be forced to face me, and only I will be left standing. Zero, I'll see you on Sunday. Get ready to be hurt."
::Byrd throws the microphone onto the floor at ringside. He makes his way towards the ramp, picking up the IC title on the way.::
PH: "That man only has one title on his mind, JR."
JR: "I think he should worry more about defending what he does have, and less about the one he doesn't. If his concentration is off, he won't have any title around his waist."
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PH: "That's right JR. We hope everyone had a pleasant few days of rest and relaxation with their families."
::"Sad But True" rudely interrupts Heyman.::
JR: "I guess we're getting started already. Here comes the new Intercontinental Champion, S.S. Byrd. A man we haven't seen in over a week, since the brutal Triple Tier Cage match."
PH: "A man that was robbed of the RFW World Title by the Prototype."
JR: "How can you say that Paul? It was a brutal match, and the Prototype pulled out the victory."
PH: "JR, do you honestly think that the Prototype would have been able to handle Byrd in a normal match? I think not. The Prototype didn't beat Byrd, the cage did. Had he not fallen 20 feet, he would be the champion today."
JR: "That remains to be seen, Paul."
::Byrd makes his way to ringside, and throws the IC belt over the top rope and into the ring. He steps into the ring and grabs the microphone.::
Byrd: "First, I need to pay my respects to the family of the Reaper. That man will never be the same again. That son a bitch found out the hard way, they when you try to fight S.S. Byrd on top of high places, you need to be prepared to fall."
::Boos from the crowd.::
Byrd: "Now, onto to the RFW Intercontinental Championship. (Picks the belt off the mat). If you think, Prototype, for one second that this second rate, piece of shit title is going to satisfy me, you are dead wrong."
JR: "How dare he badmouth a prestigious RFW Title that way."
PH: "Its just one man's opinion, JR."
Byrd: "Because, little man, you never beat me. That cage beat me. I'm man enough to admit that I lost to a 20-foot fall. But I have never lost to you. You never pinned me, and you sure as hell never made me quit."
::Loud chants for The Prototype.::
Byrd: "He won't come out here. He's not even man enough to defend the title against me at the Pay Per View. The man is a coward. You see this belt? Whether I like this piece of crap or not, it makes me the Number 1 contender to the World Title. You may ask, as I did: S.S. Byrd, why aren't you getting the title shot if you're the Number 1 contender? Well, I'll answer that for you. The first reason is that Bobby Washington is scared of what I may do with the RFW World Title. That little bitch knows that as soon as I get a title shot in a real match, I'm walking away the champ. And after I get my belt, I will never lose it. Washington is purposely holding me back for petty reasons."
JR: "Petty reasons? The man broke the commissioner's arm, and attacked him on many occasions."
PH: "Not liking a person is no reason to screw him, JR."
Byrd: "The second reason I'm not getting the title shot this Sunday is that the Prototype is a coward. The man is so scared of me, that he is purposely avoiding a rematch. He found out first hand what I'm capable of. And had we fought in a ring, with normal rules, with pin falls, I would be the RFW Champion as we speak. But that's ok. I'm a patient man. I'll defend this piece of crap (throws IC belt towards the ramp) against whomever they throw at me. This week, it's Zero."
::Fans boo.::
Byrd: "Zero, you, like all the rest of the people between me and my rightful place at the top of this organization, will be destroyed. Because I plan to injure every opponent I am forced to defend the Intercontinental Title against. Because the Prototype cannot avoid me if there are no other opponents available. Soon Prototype, there will only be the two of us left. You will be forced to face me, and only I will be left standing. Zero, I'll see you on Sunday. Get ready to be hurt."
::Byrd throws the microphone onto the floor at ringside. He makes his way towards the ramp, picking up the IC title on the way.::
PH: "That man only has one title on his mind, JR."
JR: "I think he should worry more about defending what he does have, and less about the one he doesn't. If his concentration is off, he won't have any title around his waist."
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