Filipe Barroqueiro. This "Old School Hero" has nothing to say but he takes a long time saying it. Aware of his lack of wit, insight and trash-talking ability, Filipe attempts to hide his flaws by just talking and talking without ever stopping or drawing breath because if he just keeps spewing vernacular maybe people will get lost in the sea of words and be fooled into thinking something important or relevant is being said when it's definitely not. In the ring, Filipe is solid. A proficient technical wrestler. A poor man's Brent Kersh. If he can catch his breath after unleashing his fortnight's worth of verbal marathons he calls promos, he's in with a shot at Tag Team Turmoil. At least, he would be if the real Brent Kersh wasn't already in the match. And if he hadn't just lost his limey tag partner. And if he hadn't replaced said limey with someone whose interest is focused on men who aren't even in the match. But aside from those things, Filipe might have had a chance to recapture the belt he lost a few weeks ago. As it stands now though, he's just a functioning example of the phrase "making up the numbers". He is Filipe Barroqueiro and his name's as hard to spell as his promos are to hear. And his partner, for some reason... Eno Redrum. If you're related to Eno Redrum, chances are you've died a horrible death. In all probability, your death has pushed Eno back to the alcohol and violence he pathetically retreats to whenever he's upset. Don't let this latent weakness fool you, however, as it's this weakness that manifests itself into a strength. See, this alcoholism, this all-encompassing grief makes Eno quite the fearsome, unpredictable prospect. After all, what can you take from a man who has nothing to lose? His feet, I guess, but I'm no amputater. Eno Redrum held the TWD Title for nearly a year and while it's true that his only competition over that period was perennial failure Jahmon Rastafari, the length of the reign commands respect from those who value things by their superficial perception (read: all wrestling fans.) Critics may note that Eno's successes in the industry have only come when his Juggernaut Ent. brethren have outnumbered the rest of the roster. Whether this means that Eno can only prevail when playing in a small, friendly sandbox, I'll leave for you to decide. I will add though how "coincidental" it was that Eno's recent disappearance from TWD coincided with an uprising of talent not affiliated with JENT. Scared of a challenge from someone you can't share a beer with after, Eno? If not, why is Eno Redrum ignoring the massive match he's in, opting instead to focus his attention once again on Juggernaut Enterprises. Why is he paying more attention to men in a match he's not involved in? Regardless of the reason, he's doing both himself and his partner a disservice. The fallout from which will be: Eno loses. The upside: Eno's used to loss and I'm sure he has a bottle of whiskey and a never-ending feud with his old running buddies to sate his pathetic needs. He is Eno Redrum and he's afraid of the deep end. And onto a team who barely count...