"I could've sworn that this was NICW." says Keith Jacobs, AKA The Silver Fanged Wolf, with his typically expression that shows how much he doesn't care. He has on a black jacket with his sponsor on the arms, and Muay Thai shorts with his sponsor on the side, and a microphone in his right hand, and a sheet of paper in his left. His title belt is strapped across his chest diagonally.
"He stands at 6"2' tall. He weighs 255 lbs. His name is Freddy Dalton but he goes by the name of The Sociopathic Superstar , One Man Army,The Insane Anarchist, and he's the NICW World Heavyweight Champ.. yet you decided to ignore him. He's the man with the target on his forehead, but you decided that you didn't want to meet him in the ring. Coincedence?"
Keith shrugs, innocently. He hadn't proven his point yet. Obviously, Zeus was a special case who needed special treatment, and since helmets and wheelchairs weren't available, he'd have to use words.
"Next, we have one of the most popular wrestlers in the world. Not one continent, he's one of the most popular wrestlers in the world. Every fan in the world knows who he is. He's the Immortal Legend's champion. He's the guy who goes as far as to fight wrestlers from other feds, so beating him would prove just how good you are. Aaron Rehab.
You see him.
Almost every show.
Yet you walked past him. He's in the lockerroom, talking trash, laughing at your matches, but you just smile when you here him joke on you. You act like he's joking with you, not on you. But you just kept walking."
He holds up his hand.
"I'm not done yet. Next, we have Gale Force. The dude's had more feds than he's had title belts. Hell, I could probably beat him with one arm tied behind my back. He can't run a fed for a season, how long do you think he'll be able to hold a title?"
"But you just kept walking. The NICW roster has 42 stars that have been here forever. Ever. For ever. But now that a new guy walks into NICW and wins a title, NOW you want to talk. The skinny white guy who's barely 6 ft tall and less than 190 pounds. Is that it? Do you see me as a scapegoat? Like I'm just holding this title because of good looks and great personality?" asks the rather ticked off Canadian, waiting to see how Zeus explains this.
