What happened to the Old School matches???

Well damn. Who would have thought it. Tomorrow is his first day to prove that you don't need weapons to be a champion. His first day to prove himself to the world. And he couldn't have picked a better partner than a fellow Old School Protege, Mr. Late Nite. And he's got revenge on his mind. A friend of Late Nite's, Big J was injured over him. And now he's gonna make the bastards pay. Class is in session...
We catch our Old School Hero roaming the halls of the DRWF Arena. He is in anticipation of tonight's event. Suddenly, Mr. Late Nite catches up with him.

Mr. Late Nite: Seth, pal. You know we got a match tomorrow, and sure I showed you the ropes and all that, but you really need a little more...say, mic skills? Hows about we head towards the arena eh?

Seth Calvert: Mic Skills huh? You gonna teach me that too? Never mind, don't answer that...because you aren't.

With that, the Old School proponents head down to the ring.

The Ring Area...thousands of fans await...something...

Absolute boredom. Those two words pretty much sum up the current scene inside the arena until the spotlights shine all over the place, and finally center on the Isms-tron:

Random Voice: And now...for your viewing pleasure, YOUR OLD SCHOOL HEROES...THE STAR OF THE LATE NITE SHOW, MR. LATE NITE, AND "THE PRINCE OF OLD SCHOOL" SETH...CALVERT!!!

But instead of hearing the normal Late Nite Show Themesong, we hear Calvert's theme, "Evil Eye" by Fu Manchu blaring over the PAs. The Prince and MLN walk down to the ring, with unusually smug looks on their faces. Well...not that unusual. They stroll down to the ring, and as MLN enters, Seth stands on the second turnbuckle and asks for the mic.

Seth: Class, sit your asses down. Class is in session. What are we gonna learn today in class, Late Nite?

MLN: On today's agenda, we've got how to suck...how to suck horribly...how to not be tag champions...and finally, now to become greater tag champions than Degenerates!

Seth: Sounds good. *finally getting down from the TB* How to suck...What can you do? Oh...you can have an abnormal name like Shawn Hickenbottom...damn...that sure does suck. What else can you do? Ah...your finishing move could be a pretty damn sappy looking chokeslam! And wait...you can belong to a stable known to the world as Degeneration X!*The Mention of DX draws a large reaction of boos from the crowd* Now, let's quickly move on to the second thing, which sort of go hand in hand with topic one. How to suck horribly. You've got the classic, wear glittery pants with broken Hearts all over them, showing how many times that HBK has had his heart broken by that one, non-special girl out there. And you have the prospect of using weapons. I mean, what the hell? Sure, anyone can grab a chair from a defenseless guy in the audience, fold it up, and whack someone over the head with it. But last time I checked, the chairs were for the fans, to sit on when people like...psssh...I dunno...TRIPLE H come out and attempt to wrestle. You steroid pumped jackass...oooh, big man come with sledgehammer to beat me up! Nah ah. And what are sledgehammer's used for again Late Nite? Remind me, I'm seeming to have a sudden brain lapse.

MLN: I believe there are many purposes to a sledgehammer, none of which involve smashing them through someone's insides. Off the top of my head...I can say that they're used to keep the railroads intact when people like this:

end up playing catch! C'mon, we don't want to hear of any more train derailments being caused by HBK and Enforcer's mothers. Hey, Seth, let's move on. How to be really really bad Tag Team Champions. Quite simple. BE...simply BE Shawn Micha..excuse me, Michael Hickenbottom and Enforcer. Hey, Shawn, lots of people in this fed think it's downright rotten of you to hold two belts at the same time. So Seth and I are giving you two choices. Choice number ONE: Give us the Tag Belts before we take it to you Old School style and...TWO: Give me the World Heavyweight Belt before Late Nite security eliminates you quietly and easily. Those are your only two choices. Here's the second part of this section: To be really bad champs, watch this, cause it'll come true. To be really bad champs, just Be HBK and Enforcer and come out with ass backwards lines such as this! *imitating HBK* Well ol HBK says that I've got a third choice and that's to kick your ass! or *Imitating Enforcer* Seth, you'll see that my chokeslam isn't as sappy once you feel it! How long would it have come up with you two to come up with that? Finally, we'll bring it back to Seth.

Seth: How to be Better Champions than Degenerates. Hey, I know that the C.E.O. said I would take them out with a sledgehammer, but I would never do a thing like that! Remember, I'm Old School...now, I might accidentally make them bleed while dropping them headfirst into the steel steps...or hell, I could break their limbs by using technical skill. You could use a weapon...but using your technical skill takes that - skill - and it's a lot more fun watching your opponent suffer while you use your hands and feet. So DX, polish them belts up very nicely...because soon, they're gonna be pictured in a frame. The picture is gonna be Mr. Late Night and "The Prince of Old School" Seth Calvert holding the belts, and the picture will be on Late Nite's Desk. Tomorrow, those belts are ours, and you'll have "learned your lesson".

CLASS IS DISMISSED!!!