Re: UWF Last Man Standing Match, Extreme Championship - Umaga (c) vs. Big Show
The Big Show looks back into the eyes of Umaga, and takes a deep breath before responding
The Big Show: No, no, no, NO! Shut up before I wipe that paint off your face and teach you some respect. You see, Umaga, I have been here for 19 years, 19 years of my life I have spent in this company and I’ve joked around, won a world title here or there, and that was when I was playing the nice guy. Then, then you would have maybe had what? Maybe a five per cent chance, and that’s if you’re lucky. Now, now I’m serious, and I’m pissed off, and Umaga, no wacky theme song, no Samoan dance is going to give you any kind of ritual to face what you cannot beat. You see, I’ve put you down before and I can damn sure do it again, whether you like it or not. Let me just ask you something, do they have schools in Samoa? I know you damn sure didn’t go to one, you see, if you had a tiny ounce of intelligence in your body, you’d shut up, lay down for me and hand me the Extreme Championship and you’d avoid a beating of a lifetime, heck maybe Russo might even let you join The Establishment as a reward, you might even be able to do something with your career, because I’d make the most of it if I were you, because come Bound For Glory, your career will be shortened.
But you see, I don’t have any limitations, I’m a one man wrecking ball, and I don’t stop until what’s in front of me is demolished, crumbled to the ground like a pile of bricks and stone. I’m no normal athlete Umaga, I’m the LARGEST athlete in the world, and stopping you will be easy, it’s the dismantling of you I look forward to, it’s sending you over to Raw empty handed. It’s sending you packing to Raw, with your whore at your side, and your tail between your legs. But you say I have no killer instinct, just ask Trish, ask The Rock, deep inside you know it Umaga, you’re just in denial. You’re in denial that finally you are not taking on a bunch of cruiserweights who are no threat whatsoever, face up to the fact that you are finally up against a giant that even you can’t handle. You need to admit defeat, and accept the inevitable. I will bludgeon you around this ring, terrorise you in front of all your pathetic fans cheering you on to stop The Establishment, and wipe yet another enemy of the Establishment off the map.
Big Show takes a breather and the fans rain boos down on Show.
The Big Show: Give up whilst you can Umaga, nobody can stop The Establishment, and whilst you oppose us, you will be wiped out. You will be wiped out and made a laughing stock just like Rikishi. The Usos, they are all laughing stock Umaga, and you don’t belong here, so you go back to Samoa, put your undies on, grab a spear and start hunting pigs for food because that is the only thing you’ll ever be good at. You beat guys in the past, but I have two pinfall victory’s in two weeks whereas you, when is the last time you even won a match? You had a good run Umaga, but all tales must come to an end and your tale is over. I’ll extend your losing streak before you go off to Raw where you will be as irrelevant as the rest of your country.
You may put on a brave face, but there is no denying the fear is there. Now you may put on your face paint and your scowl to try to hide it, but it is still staring you slap bang in the face. You think you can destroy me? I don’t think so; you are just the bit of dirt at the bottom of my shoe, the bit of dirt I scrape off on the sidewalk and once I defeat you at Bound For Glory, just like Tyson Kidd at Anarchy, you will simply be tossed to the side, you will be dead wood, not that it matters to us of course, I mean, Russo won’t even have to pay any hospital bills since you have been drafted to Raw. You underestimate me, you’ve grown complacent whilst you’ve been having all these easy matches, facing jokes who have got no wrestling ability whatsoever and I will make you regret that.
Now Umaga, you can go into your fantasy land at any time but this is the real world, and your Samoan Spike is useless against my twenty-four inch neck. The very minute you attempt the Samoan Spike, your thumb will hit my neck and just snap. It will be like you are attempting to hit your Samoan Spike on a concrete wall. Your thumb will break and then you will be shaking in pain, so yes I do have a chance of winning, and that chance is a one hundred per cent chance, I hate to disappoint you as you obviously believe your dreams but Umaga, yes I can run the Show. This is MY show, and this is also The Establishment’s show and when we don’t like someone on our show, they are forcibly removed.
Show awaits Umaga’s response