SD 61: Davis & Swanson vs Mystery Team

[Ben Jacobs]

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["Sensational" CJ Swanson]

(In front of a roaring fire, “Sensational” CJ Swanson sits on a bearskin rug; a voluptuous red-headed woman lies next to him; his hand running over the RCW Hog Wild Tag Team Title on his shoulder. The woman seems concerned that he enjoys touching the title more than her. He pays her no mind as he gazes into the camera.)

CJS: Honestly, I’m not surprised that I was finally given my just due; being granted one half of the tag team titles in this hick-infested company. No, becoming a champion was just a matter of time for CJ Swanson. I’m not even surprised that my partner is now Josh Davis: an individual I was pitted against not more than two weeks ago. Josh, like I’ve said before, is an individual a lot like me. The only thing better than perfection is double the dosage.

(CJ smirks as he continues.)

CJS: What does surprise me is the unprovoked and callous attack of the individuals known as the Crucible. These delinquents think it’s quite funny to stick their noses in our business and cost us not only victories but money as well. Every fight they pull BFG into, every time we’re fined for having to kick their ugly teeth down their stinking throats, we lose out on an even more eccentric cash flow. That’s money that we could be using on even better cars, even better clothes and even better women.

(The smile fades from CJ’s face as the woman looks up at him in shock but quickly calms down and sets her head back on his lap.)

CJS: All of you Crucible goth punks are costing me and the rest of Bred For Glory some much-deserved money. If you even think of doing so again, don’t be surprised when we leave you all lying in the ground…six feet under. You like to mess with people’s minds, Creed? You try to mess with mind and you’re the one whose life shall become warped beyond recognition. Stay out of our business…or pay the price!

(CJ wipes at his mouth as the smirk returns; thinking upon this week’s show.)

CJS: But onto current events; namely, our supposed opponents for this week. It seems that Ben and AJ have gone out and gotten Josh and I a mystery team. Who could it be, you two? The Turks? Devastation? The oWo? What sort of fools are you planning on brining in? Or is it some new team you want to give the “rub” with a possible win over the champs? Some group of snot-nosed punks who you might see something in? The point being whether it’s a group of old faces or new, it won’t make a difference in the outcome. Jeffrey Hollywood named me his successor in this team because he recognizes my greatness and Josh is his beloved, just as talented, brother. The talent, the high-class living, the charisma that we each ooze will be simply too much for your mystery team to overcome. We are the champions and everyone else is the filler. It’s that simple. We’re Sensational; we’re Amazing; we’re Bred For Glory. Now, before you go, I must ask: what do you think…

(CJ runs his hand across the woman’s body as her smile shows her excitement. Her joy turns to confusion as CJ runs his hand over the rug.)

CJS: …of my bearskin?

(The woman shakes her head as she gets out of his grip and walks off. CJ just shakes his head at her as she does so; turning back and rubbing the tag title on his shoulder.)