My schedule was hectic, Lone Wolf understood and by his generosity, he put up money for me to go back home whenever I needed to see my mother or help the family.  He understood my determination to arise from doing the job to actually trying to get into the main event.  He did something no other federation head honcho has done for me, and none ever will in the future, he treated me like family.  Crow had already moved into a front office role and Death was tearing through the main event, the hardcore division was taking off and I was about to understand just how much sacrifice it takes to be in the main event.  Back home, things were spiraling out of control.  Dove turned to drugs, Dan turned to fighting and bullying, Snow was starting to crack under the pressure of being a mother without any support and my mother remained in the hospital.  I spent my time doing two shows a week for television and a couple of house shows then flying home for just a day or two.  It wasn't enough for everyone but it was the path I chose.  Honestly, I think I would have broken down and became a lesser man had I stayed home and fretted and worried about my mother.  Lone Wolf understood my pain and rage and gave me the perfect outlet by sending me into the hardcore division.  Around the same time, Death was chasing the World Title and stables were popping up everywhere so he invited me and a couple of our other cousins to be in the Death Wishes stable.  My job of course was to be the muscle, but I had a hard time trying to watch my boys backs when I was busy worrying about how I'd get my next paycheck home to Snow and the family, how I'd pay my mother's hospital bills, how would I deal with my brother's delinquent behavior, how I would.....well you get the picture.  Every other day I'd get a call from a family member or another about Dan getting into trouble, so I flew home one rare weekend off and I actually told him to try wrestling, get his frustrations out in the ring.  Apparently it was the only time he ever listened to me, because that's exactly what he did.  He joined a small time local federation just like I did before, and quickly learned the ropes, but that's a story that Daniel can tell you some other time.  I tried my hardest to get Dove off drugs and succeeded, except she turned to drinking instead, I barely was able to play with my own son and he was growing fast.  He was talking and walking, Snow was showing obvious signs of cracking under pressure and me, well I was about to learn the hard way that if I wanted the big paycheck, I had to be on the road a lot more than I was at the time.  I wasn't consumed by greed for money, I wasn't consumed by lust for power, I was simply consumed by passion for providing for my family.  However, putting my personal life on hold to get ahead in my professional life was going to backfire, big time.

Dushane believe I'm Nox your Dirdey Enforcer

Scene opens to Sparrow in his gym once again.  JahMon Rastafari has just left after a very intense training session and Sparrow is alone, as usual, giving him time to reflect on his role in the upcoming Uprising Pay Per View.  Speculations have been running rampant as to who, if anyone at all, is Sparrow going to sneak the World Title to.  So many theories are going around about how he's going to help anyone other than Dirden, how he's probably going to screw Dirden over, or how he just may have something to do with the outcome one way or another.  No one even seemed to want to ask Scott.  The rumors continue to fly but not one person has bothered to ask Scott Pandora about his role, already several of the Fatal Four Way competitors have accused him of being ready to screw them over, as if Sparrow has an agenda, rumors or not, Scott Pandora will be the special enforcer, and if things go wrong, Pandora will be the first to make sure they go right again.  But according to who's plan?  He sits in the middle of the ring, cross legged, head down, rocking back and forth....

Scott Pandora: So the rumors have been flying, I'm out to screw someone or another, I'm out to make sure Hartnell's plan goes accordingly, I'm out to see that Dirden's plan does not come to fruition, everyone has a theory, everyone has an idea.  I hear the hushed whispers backstage when I walk by, I see the looks they give me, I feel their eyes burning in my back when I'm walking away.  It's no secret I haven't made many friends over the course of my career, I've had allies in the past like Gravestone, Ricky Conway, and more recently, The Tui brothers and JahMon, but mostly all I've ever done is made enemies or left a trail of broken bodies.  There is no method to my brutality, there is no hidden secret to my rage, that's all there is to it, RAGE.  I warned the TWD I was going to take over and destroy everyone I could, so they sent my brother, Krenshaw and Hartnell to take me out.  I was getting too dangerous, The Moderators loved it when I was running rampant in the early months of their takeover, I cleared roster space by putting dead weight on the shelves for good, I paved the way for big money contract signings such as Hartnell and Krunch, I simply made their lives easier for them, until they realized they could not contain me, they could not harness me, they definitely couldn't stop me.   I knew I was walking into career suicide when I went into that match with Hartnell, I knew the other two would make their presence known, I knew it was my last match in TWD.  I had tried to have people watch my back, but that "Supreme Standard" crap had pushed them away.  I tried to call my cousins to help out, but they were unable to come to my aid, I was alone in my fight and I knew it.  So why would I show up?  Why would I simply give in to my fate and seemingly give up my career?  Because I never back down, and because I knew that if I never showed up then, you wouldn't be watching me now.  Sounds strange doesn't it?  A guy knows he's going to receive a brutal beating, he knows he's going to be out for a long time after, yet, he does what he's known all his adult life, he goes into that ring and gives his all.  It took three men, several foreign objects and a figurative slap in the face by my own brother to finally wake me up and help me realize, I need allies in this business to watch my back when I really need it.  You might be wondering, "What does this have to do with the main event at Uprising?"  Everything.  I have allies now, ironically 2 of the 3 guys who tried to end my career for good, are now my allies, or are they?  My brother hates me, its no secret, he will always hate me, but I'll still love him, for he is my brother.  I really was trying to sincerely make amends with my brother in my final weeks at TWD, but my attempts backfired and he even used it against me in the end.  He also seems to have a problem gripping door handles, or so he claims.  Hartnell and I have never seen eye to eye, yet our paths only crossed in the TWD, Hartnell himself was a victim of the glass bat, but that attack was never meant for Jason Hartnell, it was meant for Jamie Krenshaw.  Hartnell happened to stumble upon me as I was about to attack Krenshaw, whom up til that time, I had been applauding and singing his praises as a deserving TWD World Champion, I really wanted to shatter that bat across the egoistical, mealy mouthed Aussie son of a bitch, but Jason Hartnell got in my way, believe me, I think my time in TWD would have been a lot different, if I had succeeded in taking Krenshaw out.  So here I am, seemingly I'm bound to Hartnell and Krunch for the time being.  I'm here to enforce their will and I'm here to ensure that Hartnell gets what he wants, after all, he runs the place. 

A sneer comes across his face, a smile and a shake of his head follows.

Scott Pandora: Sometimes I wonder if the inmates are running the asylum.  Birdo Beaman gets kicked out of the Main Event for his actions on Kurt Stone, which were pretty mild compared to what I did to Scorpion and Al Kayda, yet, Jake Dirden who has hijacked the show more than once, who has arrogantly brought in his own production crew, and has defied Hartnell more times than I can remember, is still in the main event, and whats worse, he just might walk away with the SSW World Title and possibly pawn it the next day like he did with his other World Championship, I say OTHER because I'm pretty sure its the only one he's ever won.  I've been telling Hartnell and Krunch all along, Dirden does not belong in the main event, hell he barely belongs in the SSW at all.  The man has done nothing relevant in his career, in fact, his only claim to fame is beating my brother, and winning that IW-whatever it was called title and it all happened over 10 years ago.  I was brought to the SSW to ensure that things go the way Jason Hartnell wants them to go, these secret meetings, these contracts they signed, these talks of "plans" on both Dirden and Hartnell's ends have my Sparrow senses tingling with anticipation that someone is going to get screwed, and sadly, I feel it may be me.  So with all your plans and schemes, I've come up with my own and that plan will cover my ass and that means someone will be hurt, but this time, it wont be ME.  So Dirden, I suggest you focus on your match, focus on winning that title, that is if you really want it, but whatever you do, do NOT focus on me, I'm not out to screw you, I'm just there to enforce the rules.

Scott Pandora: Speaking of enforcing, Brent Kersh is a man on fire, then again he usually is one of those guys who stays at the top of the tier in every promotion he works for.  He gives his all, he takes no shortcuts, he is truly a man of integrity, intelligence and honor.  The only World Title I've ever won in my career that meant something, I won off of him.  There is a history between him and I and it is marred by the inexcusable actions of Justin Goldman.  To be honest, I believe my match with Brent Kersh for the FWF World Title was probably the greatest match I ever wrestled.  I held my own against him and to be honest, I felt I was slightly better than him, and I was going to prove it by putting him away when Justin Goldman stuck his nose in it and ruined that for me.  Everyone remembers the car smashing into Kersh, everyone remembers Justin Goldman laughing at him as I hit Sparrow slam after Sparrow slam on Kersh, even then, he wouldn't give up, but I finally put him in a position where he could fight no more, and the greatest victory in my career was complete, what happened after, was a tragedy.  Kersh suffered what we all thought at the time was a career ending injury, and Justin Goldman continued to weave his web of deceit and screwed me out of my title as well, but that's a story for another time, I only wish I had listened to Kersh when he told me back then that I may beat him, but as long as Goldman was around, I would never be the main event.  He was right, he always seems to be right, Brent Kersh's intelligence never fails to astound me.  The man knows more about this business than any wrestler around, he knows when to expect a swerve coming, he knows who not to rely on, he knows who he CAN rely on for a partner, he knows everything you need to know to have a successful career.  Am I jealous of his success?  Sometimes I am, but I'm more jealous of the other nickname he has, "Family Man."  You see, I too am a family man, but unlike Brent Kersh's family, mine is so screwed up, Hollywood agents would take a look at our "life story" and say "no one is THAT messed up."  But it's true, I got into this business for my family, I left for several years again for family, but I'll reveal that reason another time.  I did everything in this business to keep my family from falling apart, I failed mostly with my brother, some with my ex, and my mother most of all, I failed her.  But I did succeed in one bright spot of my life, I was the best damn father I could be to my son Jasper, and when a major problem disrupted our lives, I left the business to take care of my son.  Family man, a perfect family Brent, a beautiful wife, gorgeous kids, a wonderful perfect life, your perfect family life is all I ever wanted for my family!

he spits and sneers

Scott Pandora: Then we have everyone's favorite child abuse story, Vinic Dushane.  I'm not about to run my mouth about him because quite frankly, I have no idea who he is or what he's about.  However, I get this weird feeling every time I watch one of his promos, I'm watching some horrible gangster movie that just wont end.  I get it Vinic, you had a rough childhood, well at least you HAD a childhood.  The only handle I can get on Vinic is it seems like his conflicted soul wants to do the right thing in the ring, and as long as he does that, I have no problem with him.

He gets off his ass and walks out of the ring to a dark part of the gym, suddenly UnderDressed "Over You" plays and he comes back to the ring, but stays on the apron leaning on a turnbuckle

Scott Pandora: Then there's the little rocker Nox.  What Nox doesn't realize is, I'm a big fan of hers, well her band anyway.  You see, I've been a fan of music all my life, I even had a couple stints in a couple bands.  Hell I had that Sparrowlyn Manson gimmick for a while, but music is something I appreciate to a different level, music is what gets me out of my head and into a better place.  So imagine my surprise when I saw the hot lead singer of a band I liked show up in the SSW.  Before you jump to conclusions, I really have no problem with a female wrestler trying to make a name for herself among the big boys of the sport.  However, I have questions in my mind about her putting herself at risk in the ring.  One wrong blow to the throat and her vocal chords could be damaged forever, one wrong blow to her head and that pretty face of hers could be damaged goods, the point I'm trying to make is, I admire Devan Nox for her musical talents, and quite frankly, I'm impressed with her wrestling talents so far, but Devan, you must know, if you win that title, life as you know it will change, no matter how good your talents are in that ring, keeping that title will be the hardest thing you'll ever do.  Now I know you're a feisty one, and I know you wont hesitate to get in my face if you have to, but I'm going to tell you right now, if you think the boys are gonna take it easy on you, they won't, and if you feel you're ready for that, prove everyone you are, but don't come hiding behind me if the going gets tough, as much as I like you and respect you, I'm not going to protect you unless I truly feel that the intents to harm you are worth intervening.  With that being said, good luck you Devan, good luck Brent, good luck Jake and good luck Vinic, but DON'T FUCK WITH ME!

He walks out of the ring and shuts off the music, then turns off the lights and all goes black.