All is quiet in the sactuary known to some as home, but to most as Internet Championship Wrestling. Fans are of course, jam packed into the arena in St. Louis Missouri. Then the lights die and the fans quiet so they can see who is going to be comming down to the ring, but they should really know better and start to boo. Break Your Neck by BUstah Rhymes then plays and the fans then commence the booing for their least favorite wrestler, Big Al Stud. Stud then comes out from under the Spiker Tron and about 10 people in the crowd give him a standing ovation, the real fans...who appreciate wrestling. Stud is wearing a Terell Owens jersey, with the Canadian Title draped over his shoulder. Stud takes the belt off and swings it up into the air with both hands, which suprisingly gets him no reaction from the crowd. He then brings the belts back down and snaps the button, sinching it around his waste. Stud Then points one finger (and the rest of his arm) straight up into the air, and then does the same with he other side. He then swings both arms down and a big explosion of pyro takes place near Stud. After a few seconds the smoke clears, and he starts to head down to the ring. Stud just paces straight towards the ring, with some little children desperately reaching over the rail to try to high five the ICW star, or even to touch him. Stud of course just walks bye like he always does. He then gets to the ring where Howard Stinkle hands him his microphone. Stud tosses the mic over the top rope and into the center of the ring, which makes a loud noise when it hits, and all the fans cover their ears in pain. Stud then rolls into the ring and walks to the center, near the mic. He undoes his belt and lays it on the ground in front of him. He then pics up the microphone and awaits the stopping of the crowd booing him like its going out of style.

Big Al Stud: Thank you for that warm ovation St. Louie!!! Actually, yet again we have some damn ICW fans who flock to the arena to hear their favorite ICW "Superstar" cut the funniest promo in the world...come out and do a spotfest, and then buy his T-Shirt. Because you are all stupid marks. Ooooh, Pyro is my favorite wrestler. Rage went on the undefeated streak, he is soooooo goood, i love rage. Oh, VOlcano is a bad ass...just like I wanna bee, Im getting his shirt, both of them actually. Well guess what, I AM A WRESTLER DAMNIT!!! You dont know good wrestling when you see it. And you don't know good football when you see it. The fans start to boo Stud, but he continues Thats right, you all think your precious little Rams are something. Well they aren't. They are no where near the Raiders...and you know damn well that they couldn't do anything in the Canadian Football League, so they went to the CFL's minor league, AKA the NFL. And not only is Oakland the AFC's best team, but the Ram's opponents next week, the 49ers from accross the bay, are the NFCs best team. Its going to be a bay area brawl in the super bowl, just mark my words you marks. The fans are now throwing all sorts of things in the ring...one fan threw his seat into the ring, and is now being escorted out of the arena But thats alright, there can only be 2 teams that play for the Lombardi Trophie, just like only one team can have the prestigue to wear the Grey Cup ring. But on to a more serious note. No you shut the f#ck up fat boy. Yeah if you and your Billy Ray Cirus mullet growing ass in this ring. If you can even take me down fat boy, you can walk off with this Canadian Title. Oh, thats right fatboy dont bring youself into my ring, cause if you do, you get messed up. I suggest my opponents on Friday Night Riot take notice to this man right here, for he is a smart man...not wanting to mess with me. But you three arent that smart, you think you can beat me, and you will have some punk ass shit to say about me, and I might as well speak my mind on you now that I have the time set aside to.

Big Al Stud: Well, lets see...who should we start with. I think I will start with the man who I havent faced in the passed week and a half. Pyro, Pyro, Pyro...will you ever learn that you are washed up, and certain stars are passing you up. Notice rage to your immediate left, and Shanghai KId just behind you. Both have essentailly caught up to you, and Rage is damn near passing you. Pyro, I had to use you as an example at Cat whatever it was called. I used you as an example of everything that is wrong with the world of professional wrestling today. I know that when I took out the big shot, and the top gun, the fan favorite...that people would remember me. So really, I decided, Pyro isnt going to win the World Title, and the people should not have to see unskilled wrestling, so I did all you people a favor and took his old sorry ass out...for a week. But you see, me and Pyro have a little bit of history...Let me refresh your memories...

Big Al Stud: Lets go back in time, way back into the summer of 2000. It is a Friday...the date, June 16th. But what is this event. This is the date of my first match in ICW. I fought Patrick Webster in a scaffolding match, but that is beside the point. The point is, while I was having my very first match, and becoming the first person to beat the hardcore icon atop a scaffold. Later on that night, about the end of the night, Pyro was in the main event, teaming with Chairsman to face Chris Jericho and HHH. Blah Blah Blah, Pyro went on to win via chairsman's pinfall, but thats beside the point. On this card we saw the begining, the begining of a great career. A man who has come so far in that one year plus. Lets see, first on that list, I beat Chris Jericho to get and name the Canadian Title you see laying before me, then I went on to beat Chairsman under another name multiple times for that same titles. After losing that title I beat Pyro for like my 4th or 5th US Title reign. Then to cap it all off, I beat HHH just under one week ago, fair and square right in the middle of the ring. So really the rookie came back to defeat all four of the men in the main event of their match of his very first card...what a great guy he turned out to be. But we look back, in two weeks I was the United States Champion, and Pyro lost the World Title match. But what happened then? Pyro pulled some backstage pollitics and had the higherups, like his great buddies Mr. S and Mr. D, sign a match so he could get a shot at the rookie with the US Title, but they had to cover it up and make it not so obvious, so they made it a battle royal. In the end, Pyro did end up eliminating me, but I beat Kurt Angle for the title again a week later. I got hurt, and then came back to ICW. Nothing really happened between myself and Pyro as he still thought he was too good for me. Then I came back again in October of 2000, for good. Nothing happened between us as I was drifting around Canadian Title ranges...THOUGH THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH CANADA!!! And he was injured. But then Pyro came hobbling back to me with a proposition, a great one...or so I thought. At Shattered Innocence me Pyro, HHH, Volcano, and Ace formed the ultimate superstable, known as V. It was going to be the greatest stable ever, or so I thought. So HHH and Pyro decided to get three young guns to make this great stable, but what we didnt know is that us 3 young guns were going to have to do all of the work if this stable was going to keep its head above the water, and that was not something that we could do. So eventually V faded away and I found myself in a good stable...without Pyro or HHH's punk asses, and of course rage was not around then. So Main Event dominated the scene and I became United States Champion after I beat both Super Ho and Christian Devyne. I then faced Pyro Christian and Ho in a series of matches. Eventually *cough* 4 days later Christian won the title back from me. Then me, her and Pyro all had a match to settle who should be the champion for good, after Pyro cost me that last match like a bastard. I won this match easily by dominating Pyro like the sissy that he is. Pyro and I were already scheduled for the PPV, so the match then became a US Title match. Pyro somehow won the match, and if you ask him, he manhandled me...but I know for a fact that there was no quit in me till he hit about 5 infernos and a couple of the something or others and a moonsault to top it all off. Then Pyro created a superstable of his own to combat with the Main Event, all just to bring me down, the lowercard rookie, on one of the days he main evented. You see, Pyro is a just a little bitch and he is scared of competition. He doesnt want anyone in ICW to get better than him, so he tries to hold them down, bully them around, and take their title shots. Eventually Unholly Alliance bet Main Event, after we tied IV's record for longest titles reign. Then I became the last man ever to beat Joe Max...R.I.P brother, and then waht happens. Again Pyro pulls some strings backstage to get a title shot. And as a cover up, they throw Ice into the mix and say that its to see who is the greatest US Champion of all time, even though its obviously me. Pyro won this match, even thought I dont know how, might have been some backstage politics again, because I know that I won the match...if u turn it on the first thing you will see is me pinning Pyro. After that they announced that it was an Iron Man Match, thats BS and in the end it caused me to get hurt. After I recovered, I came back and you know the rest.

Big Al Stud: Well, now that the history between me and Pyro is out of the way, because you and I know that you dont want me to go on and one about my career...but you also know that I could do it if I was forced to. So now we will move onto the brother of my ICW arch rival, Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Hunter, I thought I forever ridded myself of you when I beat you one on one in the middle of the ring last friday. I mean, I dominated the match. Even if I never really hit my finisher, I still killed you. And really, think about it, I didnt even need to use the Mosxley Handshake or the Devastation Device to beat you HHH. I will honsetly admit it, that was not a pin to try to ebat you, but jsut to try to waste your energy trying to kick out. But I didnt know that I had beaten you so badly that you couldnt continue. Now, earlier in my little segment, I talked about Pyro abusing his power, and you also did that. I mean, right now you are the commissioner, and you are main eventing. Now, some people might be like oh thats because HHH is good and a hard worker. But the truth is that you really dont do anything...2 years ago, yeah maybe because you had to do something. But now that you have all the power, you developed a bit of an ego. You think you dont have to come in and train, you dont have to do house shows, you dont have to cut a promo, and you expect to win the main events. Well that is not how it works at all, and just that thought in your head pisses me off. HHH, the way that I dominated you last week, I dont think you are even worth my breath to talk about.

Big Al Stud: Rage, Rage, Rage. Rage is a guy that I respect a little bit in the federation. Or at least I used to. When I left rage was just starting on his tear. Then he ended up winning the world title, and I gave him all the props in the world. THis same Rage who in the back was rooting me on when I was winning the world title the first and only time. Rage was a good champion, and then by some fluke Max Powers beat him, and then Rage beat him back. Now, this might have just been a plow by Rage to win the title for a second reign, but it might not have been. Either way Rage was a great champion and I respected him for that. But then Rage showed his true colors as he became a follower and a coward. He jumped ship and stepped right INTO the shadow of Volcano by basically giving him the title in what he that to be a great hoax. Well Rage, I didnt like that, and then we faced each other. In your little type of match, a gay ass dumpster match. Rage, you had every advantage, the wind at your back so to speak, which means i was supposed to get the smelly end of the stick. But you know what, I proved to all the haters, and all the doubters who really is the best wrestler in that match. I went in against all odds, no one thought that I would be able to come out on top, but thats the way it happened. Big Al Stud proved why he was and still is the Canadian Devastator. Rage you always talked about how your hobo ass wanted a dumpster match, and I guess the only way u took advantage was to get the garbage where u belong you white trash whench. Rage, you are also one cocky son of a bitch. You think that you can jsut come around here and call the shots. YOu got the world biggest ego just from winning a few matches. I mean I came back to ICW and already won two bigger matches than you did in your little 13 match undefeateed winning streak, and guess what? Did I get some huge ego from it? HELL NO I DIDNT. You see, I already had a huge ego to begin with, so I guess that that wasn't the best of examples. But Rage, honestly, you haven't done half of the things I have done in ICW, and you think you are hot shit. You were like oh I am the hardcore champion, my shit dont stink so I am not going to flush it. Then High Tyme came from no where and you know what happened, he beat the hell out of. Much like I did in the dumpster match. High Tyme came out form no where and he beat the hell out of you, bloodied you and you cried. Then he took your title and you cried some more. Then you finally could smell your stinky ass shit, but just thought it was your upper lip. Rage, you just claimed you lost on purpose because you thought you should be moving on to bigger and better things, like the world title. Rage, your egotistical ass should go back and try to smoke your own pipe just a little bit harder, then maybe one day...far from here you might just beleive it, and beleive in yourself. Thats the differance between yourself and me rage. You toot your own horn all day long, just to try to boost your confidence just a little bit, but me...Ill say whatever the hell is on my mind just for the hell of saying it. I dont need a false insurance that I might then think that I have the slighest chance of winning. Because in my herat, not even deap down in my heart, I know that I am better than you. I am better than Pyro, Ice, Volcano, and everyone else in the locker room. I am a better wrestler than you, and I am a better person than you. And I am also a better person than every damn one of the people who fill the audience to see me. Why do they come to see me, no its not because they know im a better person, its becaue they know I am the best wrestler they have ever seen, or ever will see. And they know that this may be the last chance they ever have to see such greatness. Now, they damn well might not cheer me on, or chant my name, but they know all about me. They know about the A+ effort I give every match, and that I do, give my all for these fans whether I love em, or I hate em. Unlike you Rage, you egotistcal sack of wombat dung. You come to a Pay Per View, and you lose on purpose, and then help someone else win the title that you just lost intentionally. You care nothing about the industry, or the fans. They paid money for that main event and you owe each of them at least 5 bucks. But more importantly than the people, you owe the founding fathers of wrestling...Freddy Blassie, Harley Race, and the founding fathers of ICW, HHH, Pyro, RCC, the Rock, Sting, you owe all of them a piece of your heart, a piece of yourself. You owe them all some of you, and that can be paid for in your blood, your sweat, and your god damned tears. Then, maybe one day, one day you CAN look back on this day, know what I am talking about and realize that NOW, you will have a little bit of dignity when you decide to walk away from the wonderful federation that is known to us all...as I...C...W

The camera then fades after the powerfull ending of what Big Al Stud has to say...