Up on the stage, Krisus grabs Boyle around the throat and throws him spine first into the stage design. Boyle goes down to his knee, spine arched. Krisus then pulls Boyle up and puts him on his shoulder.
KK: Krisus could be going for a Tombstone Piledriver!
TD: He could kill Boyle with just one move.
KK: And it’s Boyle’s return match too.
Sean manages to squirm off Krisus’s shoulders. When the former World Champ turns around, Boyle hits him with the Drop Off. Krisus goes limp.
Sean then tries to drag Krisus towards the ring, but he is too heavy. Boyle gives up and walks back to the ring. Careful of the flames overhead, he reaches under the ring and pulls out a Singapore cane. He lights the end of it on fire and quickly makes his way up the ramp while Krisus stands up.
Boyle goes to hit him with the flaming Singapore cane, bit Krisus stops him with a hard kick to the gut, enough to cause Sean to drop it. Krisus then hits Boyle with the Critical Moment onto the Singapore Cane. Boyle’s tights lit on fire, and the ref calls for the bell.................
The scene opens up inside Sean Boyle’s locker room. The room is emptied, with the exception of a few beer cans and posters on the wall. The door opens as a wounded Sean Boyle hobbles into the locker-room on crutches. He has hit left leg wrapped heavily in ace bandages. He leans the crutches against the wall and sits in a wheelchair in the corner. He rolls himself to the wall where the crutches is and grimaces as his leg.
Sean Boyle: Last night, I received 2nd degree burns on my left leg thanks to Krisus. Some people might think last night was a failed comeback. I don’t. I returned and almost won my match. Almost don’t count, I know that, but defeating Krisus and Dante in an inferno match was unlikely. But, I have a chance to redeem myself this week. This week it’s Sean Boyle vs. Reed “The Real Man” Harrington in a Hardcore Title match. Now, I saw what he did to Typhoon, and I can guarantee you that it will not be déjà vu. I’ve had time to think about what I’d do in my first title match. Whether it was for the Eurasian, Hardcore, Tag Team, or World Championship, I’ve thought long and hard about it. Now I get the shot to regain a championship. I held the Television Championship for 6 months, I held the Eurasian Championship for a couple of weeks…I’m one of the best in TNT, and whether you consider this a downgrade, I will take any championship I can get.
Boyle puts his hands on his wheels and rolls into the hallway. He passes a few security guards and rolls to the entrance ramp. He pushes past the curtains and looks at the empty arena.
When I come out here every Sunday I don’t care who I am facing. Whether it’s Krisus, Dante, Harrington, Typhoon, and Prodigy…it doesn’t matter, because I’m going to go out and beat whoever I need to beat. Sunday, Harrington will defend his championship against “The Real Deal.” Former deal, I ain’t with that punk ass Cundiff anymore, so I don’t have to worry about being called that. Harrington, I hope you have watched my matches of past, I hope you watched Dante’s retirement match from a couple months ago. Why? Because you will be in for a world of pain. I will do whatever I have to do to win. Whether it’s throwing you off the stage, running you over, or send you through five tables. I will defeat you come Sunday and leave the Compaq Center in San Jose, Cali the TNT Hardcore Champion.
Sean Boyle reaches for his left leg and unhooks the metal clamp on the bandages. He unravels the bandages as he talks.
I’ve been in worse pain that I am in right now, and being burnt is stressful, and you can bet your bottom dollar that Sean Boyle will release all his stress on Reed Harrington. I can’t wait ‘til Sunday, because I will prove I still have what it takes to be a champion. Harrington doesn’t know what he’s in for come Sunday. What he did to Typhoon will be like a walk in the park compared to what I will do. I will tear the Compaq arena up. Harrington, we will go all around San Jose….I will guarantee you we will go to the bathrooms, the concession stands, we’ll go in the fucking streets. I hate these hardcore matches in TNT, because no fucking does shit to be hardcore. Wow, you go backstage…I’m going to do what Hardcore Holly and Al Snow did on February 14th, 1999 I believe. WWF St. Valentine’s Day Massacre…we’re going to tear San Jose up. Harrington, it’s been a free ride for you since you’ve been champion…the ride is over. Your worse nightmare is going to come true. You’re going to be in more pain than I am now. After Sunday your body will look like this.
Sean Boyle grabs the camera and shoots it down to his leg. His left leg is blistered up and all red and swollen.
You wanna play Harrington. Call yourself ‘The Real Man’…come Sunday you’ll still be “The Real Man” but you’ll be “The Former Hardcore Champion.”
The scene fades as we see Sean Boyle wrapping his leg up.