BLOOMFIELD:  “Ladies and gentlemen, we said he was here tonight and now, on his way to the ring, the PWA Heavyweight Champion, ‘The Natural’ Kevin Starr!”

(“Bombastic” blares over the speakers as Kevin Starr struts down the aisle to the ring.  However, he bypasses the ring entirely, goes to the announcer’s table and takes a mic before climbing onto the ring apron and hopping over the top rope)

STARR:  “Now, now, before we begin, I just want to explain a few things. First, I’ve heard people talking about how I’m not a deserving champion.” *Starr chuckles and looks out at the crowd* “So, I’ll prove it. Tonight, I talked to some people, and tonight will be my first title defense!” *Starr pauses for the crowd’s reaction* “And second, tonight we have a hand-picked challenger, Lance Steamerrrrr!!” *Starr applauds and smirks* Now, I’m sure some of you are wondering, ‘why him?’ Some are probably wondering, ‘WHO?'”  *Starr has to stifle a laugh* “Have you seen this guy? He’s- He’s got, uhh, years of experience, and uhh and strong finisher, the- the uhhh- what was it, the Running Clothesline … Aw, the name doesn’t matter! All that matters is that- is that Lance Steamer *Starr barely contains a laugh* is certainly challenged- I mean, a- a CHALLENGER!”

*announcer’s reaction amid scattered “boo’s” for Starr and some chants of “Kevin sucks! Kevin sucks!”*

*Suddenly, the opening strains of “SCREAM” errupt from the PA system and out stalks Robert MacElroy, in his ring gear.  The fans go nuts.  Starr begins protesting immediately, but is drowned out by the fans and the music*

*announcer*

STARR:  “WOAH WOAH WOAH! CUT THE MUSIC! Look, Mac, I can respect your, uhh, perseverance, but I already told you, I’m done with you. You did your best, and you got laid out in the middle of the ring. You lost, fair and square, and it’s time for you to put your skirt back on and let someone else try to take what you couldn’t.”

MAC:  “Ye know, biy, if yearrr nae carreful, theses fans ‘erre … weall, they may think, as Aye du … tha’ you’re AFFFREAD te faight me.”

*audience reaction*

“Tha’ yearrr afrread tha’ yearr victory was nae mourre than a fluke, an’ ye ken, as weall as misseal, tha’ theatre’s but one way te prreauve otherwise.”

*MAC drops the mic and smoothly rolls into the ring as Starr backs to the opposite side of the squared circle … *

BLOOMFIELD:  “Referee Bill White is coming down the aisle!  Could it be?  This is not the title defense Kevin Starr wanted, but it’s happening!”