Time to regain the gold. And although his partner, Mr. Late Nite, doesn't seem too focused on the subject, Seth knows that focusing on the present time, and not the Ice Games, is essential. If they don't watch it, they won't make it to the Ice Games. Calvert feels he should cut a Ladder Match promo...Old School Style.
Michael Cole: Folks, I'm standing back here, where as you can see, there is a ladder to my right. Now, while most of you think I'm a dumbass for standing with a ladder, perched atop the focus of Bloody Sunday's main event is a participant himself, "The Prince of Old School" Seth Calvert. Seth, you called me back here...why?
Seth Calvert: It's not a hard concept to grasp Cole. Tomorrow is Bloody Sunday am I right? Where the main event is myself and Mr. Late Nite taking on Vladamire Dracos and Scarab for the Vacated Tag Team Titles right?
Michael Cole: Ri...
Seth Calvert: Shut up. Yes, it is. And tomorrow, just like we were going to last time we met, Late Nite Productions is going to beat the blood out of Dracos and Scarab. And after we laugh hysterically at their flailing bodies, one of us is going to climb that ladder - to quote McMahon - "rung...by damn rung". And hanging by a ring at the top of our grasp will be the Tag Team Titles. Who will take those...do you know Michael?
Michael Cole: Quite honestly, Seth, no I don't. It could be you or it could be Dracos and Scarab...I don't know...
Seth Calvert: One more comment like that Michael, and you'll be climbing the Stairway to Heaven. Dracos, Scarab, there is only one reason that you quote unquote "won" last time. Razor Blade came out of the curtains down the hall and KO'ed me. The mistake of a newcomer. Not being watchful for who wants to be your enemy. Different this time around boys. There will be no one to save you come tomorrow. You'll just get an great, old fashioned Old School beatdown. You know, ever since our last encounter, I've heard from you two once. And that promo wasn't even good. Michael, if you'll excuse me, I'll continue with this out there.
Calvert hops down from the ladder "accidentally" crashing his fist into Michael Cole's head. He heads...with the ladder to the ring.
Seth walks out with the ladder as "Evil Eye" blares over the speakers. He's met with a mixed reaction, as his status as face or heel is quite foggy. (Don't ask the narrator...he doesn't know. He's just here). Seth slides the ladder smoothly into the ring and follows. He sets up the Runged-instruement in the very center of the ring. He plays to the crowd a little before beginning his promo.
Seth Calvert: I see all of your smiling faces and I grin too. I see that you're a company that enjoys good, hardcore fighting, no rules, weapons, and no wrestling. I grin because...YOU'RE ALL MORONS! *This outburst draws a jeer of boos* All of you are morons, and I find it amusing. What happened? Old School was the thing you people cheered for. Do I mind this match that I'm going to be in tomorrow? Not really. Am I going to do this match to hear you people cheer for blood, weapons, and the other items that are constantly strewn in here? DEFINITELY NOT! But this is what will happen tomorrow. Plain and simple, the ladder that's here, and the belts that will be up there will both be obtained by Late Nite Productions! First, for you idiots out there who don't know the ladder match, I will go outside and get the ladder which will be in the entrance way. Then, I'll set it up in this exact same spot it's in now. Following a thorough beatdown of Scarab and Dracos, I'll climb up the ladder and take the belts. If you'll notice, I didn't make one use of a weapon, a cookie sheet, chair, Stop sign, two by four, etcetera. I won't give you people the satisfaction of seeing your chairs thrown in the ring to be used, or wood splinters blown all over the place from going through a table. You'll all see the match, and you'll enjoy it. Some words come to mind when you think of the Ladder Match. High-risk, suicide, defying death...but more importantly - VICTORY - Victory, which will be certain for us. Dracos, Scarab, we want to see you grin too. Grin at the knowledge you stepped in the ring with the greatest Tag Team Champions in the history of Death Row. Tomorrow night, LNP regains the Tag Team Championships. That's your lesson for today - We Win, and I won't use Hardcore items...CLASS DISMISSED!
Seth goes to the second turnbuckle and climbs up. He shows that magical number in the air that signifies: 1. Mr. Late Nite will become Champion again, and 2. Late Nite and Seth Calvert will regain the Tag Gold.
Michael Cole is standing in a somewhat brightly lit hallway. He holds a microphone, and looks like he wants to go home...possibly dance to his Black & Blue CD. He sighs a heavy sigh and tells the cameraman to roll film.
WE GOT GAME...AND TOMORROW, WE'LL HAVE GOLD!