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Sting vs. Ted DiBiase
The arena is packed to the brim with UWF fans as they are watching the events of the house show they're attending intently, anxiously awaiting what is next. Suddenly the camera pans over to the stage, where the titantron screen comes alive with the man they call Sting. The crowd comes unglued with excitement at the sight of the Icon, who is painted up messily with white, black, and blue face paint. Sting has a crazed look on his face as he looks straight into the camera.
Sting: Ladies and gentlemen, I can already tell that my run here in UWF is going to be a wild ride, and in honor of me being drafted to the Smackdown brand, as you can see, I got a little crazy with the facepaint tonight and incorporated some blue into the mix! Now the question on everybody's mind is why I wasn't on the debut edition last week, and the answer to that is quite simple, you don't want to bring everything you've got to the first show and tell, you've got to leave something for the next time! So here I am, the second edition of Smackdown, making my UWF debut in the maaaaain event. I've secretly always wanted to do that, eat your heart out Michael Buffer! And my opponent really takes me back to the earlier days of my career, I mean I can't believe I get to face my good buddy the "Million Dollar Man"!
Someone is heard talking to Sting from offscreen as the Icon turns to them.
Sting: It's not the "Million Dollar Man"? But the card clearly says...oh, it's his son? Well isn't that something, I remember little Teddy Jr. from when he was smaller than my trademark bat, and now, fast forward numerous years later and I may be provoked to hit him with it. It puts a smile on my face to think about how funny life can be. Anyhoo...
Sting resumes facing the camera.
Sting: Teddy, I don't know what you're expecting heading into this match with me, but I'd say it goes a little something like, "You're old, you're washed-up, you did nothing in TNA, you should retire, you stayed away from WWE because you knew you couldn't cut it there, I'm the Million Dollar Son, blah blah arrogant heel talk". Well I may be an old timer, been wrestling almost twenty-seven years, I'm twenty-four years old than you, but I digress, that's neither here nor there. I may be an old timer, but don't underestimate what this old dog can do, because just as you lean in to pet him, thinking his advanced age has caused him to mellow extremely, he'll bite ya! When we step in the ring Friday night, you better watch, because the Scorpion Death Drop comes without warning. One minute you're tailgating with your DiBiase Posse, the next you're looking at the ceiling lights like you're wishing on a star. See ya out there, kid, I'm excited!
Sting walks offscreen excitedly as the camera pans back to the inside of the arena, where the fans are cheering and chanting for Sting, until...
Sting: Ladies and gentlemen, I can already tell that my run here in UWF is going to be a wild ride, and in honor of me being drafted to the Smackdown brand, as you can see, I got a little crazy with the facepaint tonight and incorporated some blue into the mix! Now the question on everybody's mind is why I wasn't on the debut edition last week, and the answer to that is quite simple, you don't want to bring everything you've got to the first show and tell, you've got to leave something for the next time! So here I am, the second edition of Smackdown, making my UWF debut in the maaaaain event. I've secretly always wanted to do that, eat your heart out Michael Buffer! And my opponent really takes me back to the earlier days of my career, I mean I can't believe I get to face my good buddy the "Million Dollar Man"!
Someone is heard talking to Sting from offscreen as the Icon turns to them.
Sting: It's not the "Million Dollar Man"? But the card clearly says...oh, it's his son? Well isn't that something, I remember little Teddy Jr. from when he was smaller than my trademark bat, and now, fast forward numerous years later and I may be provoked to hit him with it. It puts a smile on my face to think about how funny life can be. Anyhoo...
Sting resumes facing the camera.
Sting: Teddy, I don't know what you're expecting heading into this match with me, but I'd say it goes a little something like, "You're old, you're washed-up, you did nothing in TNA, you should retire, you stayed away from WWE because you knew you couldn't cut it there, I'm the Million Dollar Son, blah blah arrogant heel talk". Well I may be an old timer, been wrestling almost twenty-seven years, I'm twenty-four years old than you, but I digress, that's neither here nor there. I may be an old timer, but don't underestimate what this old dog can do, because just as you lean in to pet him, thinking his advanced age has caused him to mellow extremely, he'll bite ya! When we step in the ring Friday night, you better watch, because the Scorpion Death Drop comes without warning. One minute you're tailgating with your DiBiase Posse, the next you're looking at the ceiling lights like you're wishing on a star. See ya out there, kid, I'm excited!
Sting walks offscreen excitedly as the camera pans back to the inside of the arena, where the fans are cheering and chanting for Sting, until...
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