Team EGO vs. Quick Death/Eldridge Ali

Tuesday Night Extreme
Feb. 25, 2003

It was time, the fans all stood up in unison humming with excitement. The two veterans of X Wrestling, Quick Death and Eldridge Ali, were both standing firmly in the ring awaiting their opponents for the night. It was only one week ago where the most controversial team in the world of wrestling made its debut in X Wrestling. And it was only a few minutes ago where they used their binding contract to their advantage; a contract that gave them money, and power. The duo are called Team EGO, a team consisting of two of the most arrogant men to step foot in a wrestling ring; Sean Studd and Trey Vincent. They came with a bang, ruining the Main Event with QD and Ali...and now, it was payback time.

"We Will Rock You(remix)" came blasting across the PA System and the fans, although the heel heat was still apparent, cheered wildly for the popular duo. It wasn't the fact that their heel run wasn't working, but X Wrestling never truely had stars of Team EGO's magnitude on the roster...so of course the fans would be excited. The lights went wildly around the arena, as the lights came to a dim...Quick Death and Ali were waiting, very impatiently. The duo of veterans began to pace inside the ring, calling out the duo. The fans cheers slowly began to die down...as it had been two minutes and Team EGO had yet to show up.

The fans became a bit annoyed, and finally came the heel heat. The fans deafening jeers came blasting from the crowd as the duo of Sean Studd and Trey Vincent finally showed up...on the X-Tron that is. The fans jeered as neither man looked prepared to wrestle; Trey Vincent and Studd both wore sunglasses, and both were dressed in their normal attire. Trey in his black Team EGO T-shirt, and Studd in his silky red vest. Both men smiled into the camera, as the fans continued to jeer, and as Quick Death and Ali began to pace even more.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," began Trey Vincent as he waved his hand to the camera, "Cut the music for a sec there. Now I know everyone was expecting to see the dynamic duo, no Iceman or Blast pun intended, Team EGO to make its in-ring debut in the promotion called X Wrestling, am I right?" the fans blasted with approving cheers, as Trey just rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses.

"The Franchise Player is truely sorry folks, but that just cannot happen tonight," immediately the boos became outstanding, as Trey Vincent just shrugged, "But don't blame us, oh no, don't you dare blame the two epitomes of entertainment....if anyone is to blame...it's X Wrestling my friends. Don't blame Trey Vincent, don't blame Sean Studd, but blame X Wrestling as a whole ladies and gentlemen"

Sean Studd soon interupted, "I mean, look at what happened tonight folks. First, me and Trey attempted to have a friendly game of poker...a very honest game to lighten the 'stick up your ass' mood in X Wrestling. And what happens when we do that? We have a damn jobbed called Jimmy Jackson interupt our outstanding game!" Studd yelled out in an appauled manner. "And the fact that he interupted a very good game isn't bad enough, but how DARE a jobber even come close to Main Eventers such as ourselves!"

The boos were louder than ever.

"That is not acceptable...and when we beat the living hell out of him...I think I may have hurt my fist on his damn jaw," Studd said as he held his fist...which was seemingly taped up, "So thus, I have my first injury thanks to a god damn jobber of X Wrestling, congradu-fucking-lations Jason Roberts... you'll be hearing from my attorneys on that one..."

Trey soon interupted his partner, "And the fact that Studd got hurt wasn't bad enough, oh no. We enter a locker room that LOOKS nice...but turns out it has the shittiest things inside of it. First of all, our showers...have nothing but cold water...I don't know about the rest of the roster, but when you have the SIZE of the STROKE as Team EGO does...you get alittle freaked out when it gets smaller than Blazer's package on a good day while using viagra," the fans jeered, but a few chuckled, "So what did we do? We decided to look upon one of the roster members for some help...by sharing his locker room...your Champion...Brian James. And you know what that fairy did?"

"HE HAD KOOL AID IN HIS DAMN FRIDGE!"

Studd was quick to blurt out, "What kind of a World Champion has Kool Aid in their fridge? And if that isn't bad enough, we didn't see one babe in the entire locker room. I think "Impulse" Fairy James needs to get his head checked on that one. So right there, thanks to the immoral acts of Brian James, our morale went a bit lower," the fans were jeering louder and louder, "And thanks to the lack of cooperation on the part of X Wrestling...we regret to inform you that Team EGO will not be competing tonight..."

BOOOOOOOOO~!

"Not like we were going to anyway...," Trey Vincent chuckled out.

Trey quickly covered his mouth mockingly, "Oops, did I just blurt that out?" he said with a grin.

"C'mon folks, did you actually think that Sean and myself would waste our times with these old bastards that seemingly just can't get the FUCK out of the business," Trey said with a grin, "Let's face it, Quick Demise and Muhammed Ali wouldn't stand a chance against..."

Studd quickly interupted, "Trey...those aren't there names. It's Quick Death and Eldridge Ali...," Studd said with a bit of pity in his voice as he grasped his partner's shoulder. Trey just cocked an eyebrow up and replied, "Are you fucking kidding me? What kind of names are those for wrestlers? My god, can this place get any more INDY?!"

The jeers were rising more and more, along with the boiling blood of X Wrestling veterans Quick Death and Eldridge Ali.

"Trey, I'll take it from here...I actually did read the memo that our informer gave us," Studd said as he patted his partner on the back, "I did alittle research with the third member of EGO and found out alot. I read nearly the entire career on both of you and...well, actually I didn't, after the first page... I just got bored," Studd said with pity in his voice. He heard the fans jeering and quickly replied, "Whoa whoa whoa, don't boo me because of that folks! I wasn't the one who had the stalest career in the history of this business, was I? In fact, you should be jeering those two men for making you suffer years and years of torment by making you follow there drab lives!"

Quick Death was ready to exit the ring, but Ali was quick to stop him.

"Uh oh, looks like I'm getting the former World Champion angry...oh no," Studd said as he wiggled his fingers at the camera, "I should be crapping my pants right now, I mean, this is the dreaded Quick Death. The one man who kissed Synn's ass more than anyone else in X Wrestling, including Jason Roberts himself. Quick Death was the biggest lacky for this two month wonder, and caused all kinds of hell...like pounding....Ninja K~! WOW!" Studd said with the upmost sarcasm in his voice.

"Sorry QD...but stars like us...we don't waste our times with lackeys," Studd stated, "And as it pretains to Eldridge...I'll be honest with you man, I couldn't even read the damn research without whiping my ass with it," the fans jeered once again, "Hey, hey, hey, it's not my fault....I ran out of Toilet Paper...blame X Wrestling for that, they provided the damn hotel room!"

The jeers kept on coming, and now it was Trey's turn to talk.

"So basically folks, either/or we weren't going to be fighting any lackey, and we sure as hell weren't going to be fighting any indy-promotion veteran who couldn't entertain a small child with ADD," Trey just grinned, "So sorry to disappoint you folks, but until X Wrestling provides us with some REAL competition...you know, guys that will actually give us a run for their money...and until Xw provides us with some better hotels, locker rooms, and services...Team EGO will not be wrestling for this company. Oh, and you can boo all you want, but it won't change our minds...want to know why?"

"Because we have the money, and the power...and we can do exactly what we want"

Studd grinned as he interupted once more, "So you two old timers can pace back and forth, rub your forehead, sweat up a storm and come hunting for us...hey whatever floats your boat my friends, but just remember who's getting a bigger paycheck than you...and remember who can call up good ol' Roberts and speak to him about releasing two expendible veterans," Both QD's and Ali's eyes went wide with rage as the duo of Team EGO grinned, "That's right, just look on all ragefully... seeming like you'll actually do something worth watching...and while you do that..."

Suddenly the camera panned out, to show that both members of Team EGO were sitting in a jacuzzi, which was in back of a limo. And inside the jacuzzi weren't just Sean Studd and Trey Vincent, but two lovely young ladies, one for each member of Team EGO. The two members of EGO grin at the lovely broads, before they turn back to the camera.

"We'll be using our talents for more...enjoyable activities"

And with that, Sean Studd looked at the camera and gave his trademark...*wink*.

The limo drove off, leaving the fans empty and without a great tag team contest. The fans jeered wildly as QD and Ali remained in the ring, both filled with rage and anger. In their minds, as they pent up their rage, they knew that both members of Team EGO were smiling, loving every moment of it. And when QD and Ali went back to their hotel rooms to punch away at the wall, they knew where Team EGO would be...

Having fun with the broads.

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