SD 52: Mikey vs Bobby Riggs

[Ben Jacobs]

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Wednesday, Jan. 27th @ 11:59 PM CST (board time)

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[BDC]

The Following Has Been Brought To You By The Best Mute Wrestler in Professional Wrestling History....Mikey!!!

Mikey and BDC are sitting on a bench in Congress Park in Saratoga, NY. BDC is wearing his old uniform and Mikey is wearing a white coat, white pants and a white mask. BDC shivers, lights a cigarette, blows smoke, some of the smoke goes into Mikey's face. Mikey turns toward BDC.

BDC: What? Did I get ya? Sorry about that Mute. Well, hello, RCW faithful. It's been a long time since you've seen beautiful Congress Park here in lovely Upstate New York. Why do we sit here? Well, just to talk to you lovely folks. We have a lot to get to, so if you don't mind.

BDC pulls a piece of paper out of his coat pocket.

BDC: First order of business. Delilah. Where is she? Where has she been? Fear not, fans of headless gummy bears, the prank queen is indeed alive and well, and had to attend to some private matters of business. Rest easy, the love birds will be together again, and they haven't forgotten what E.B. Marcus and Cot'N have done.

BDC snot rockets on Mikey's shoe.

BDC: Oh crap, my bad, Mute. Second order of business, many of you good people were wondering about the mist thing and Ase. Yes, that was a formal challenge to Ase for High Steaks. I like mine medium rare though. Mikey vs. Ase II. the first one stole the show, I have no doubt the second one will be better. More action, more blood, and it better be more damn money.

BDC picks his teeth with his hooked hand.

BDC: Now, thirdly, this brings us to the new guy. Bobby Riggs. Hell of a punch you got, their son, but you can't hit what you can't see. You can punch all day long, but while you're eyes are burning, ask your self something for me. Ask your self "how am I supposed to beat a man with my one punch knockout when this painted freak has my arm jammed up my butt?" Oh and bring the entire posse with you chief, you'll need them all!!

Mikey blows mist into the camera, the camera fades to the camera man's screams.

[Haus Of Izzy]

*The scene opens in the locker room of Bobby Riggs. His crew is standing around looking mean as ever. A bodyguard watches the door while another watches the cameraman like a hawk. Cornelius Brown grins into the camera as he begins to speak.*

Brown: Lets talk about last Friday night. Bobby Riggs the most impressive, fearsome competitor who has ever graced the halls of RCW had a match against JJ Hart, who was billed as an up and comer. A fine challenge for the man to cut his teeth on. This camp promised a decisive victory, and a decisive victory we delivered. Bobby Riggs made short work of that young cracker. The match was over in a matter of seconds and at the end, JJ was belly up, presumably ready to begin eating his meals through a straw and Bobby Riggs stood hands in the air to the sweet sounds of... booing?

*Brown licks his lips and continues.*

Brown: Bobby took the fans on a trip. He took everyone on a roller coaster ride through the streets of Chicago in that one minute match. Everyone knew what it was to know fear dealt from the hands of a strong black man and SURPRISE... the fans of this Alabama based wrestling federation did not enjoy it. There is no respect in this company. Not yet. You see, Bobby has been signed to another match. This time against a handicapable mute who appears to be employing a homeless person as his mouthpiece. This man wanders about spitting clouds of kool aid into the air and is apparently pretty popular around this place. For what reason, I have no idea. Bobby has plans for the mute. The man is going to demonstrate his superiority again. And again. And again. And every time this company puts him up against someone they believe can stop him.

*Cornelius reaches to his side and comes back with a glass of water.*

Brown: Mikey the mute is already looking past my man. His mouthpiece is talking about his girlfriend, and some other chump, and finally... as an afterthought he wants to spit a sentence or two the way of the Riot? You better refocus. You better recognize a beating coming your way. You better look at this man standing behind me and see a competitor who is about to destroy you. See The punches on Bobby Riggs bring storms. They move mountains. His right hook has occasionally crushed ribs. His uppercut has been known to decapitate lesser mortals and I would not be surprised if Mikey ends up being one of them. You are looking past the man? You are gonna end up looking up at him from the mat.

*The scene fades out as Cornelius smiles at the camera.*