Post by Konrad Raab on Jan 1, 2013 22:44:18 GMT
The camera cuts backstage where we see Stefan Raab and Slade Craven talking. They're focused on what they are planning to do to both Keaton Saint and TJ in a few moments in their tag team match.
Stefan Raab: Congratulations for the win you got over me a few weeks ago on Asylum.
Slade Craven: Sure.
Craven's voice dripped with American sarcasm. He didn't mask it, and he didn't care if Stefan could tell.
Slade: Just like your win at the Megashow. Real nice. Showed you have... something.
Stefan Raab: Yeah well I meant it when I said that this wrestling camp I went on that would turn me into a better wrestler. So I heard you got some problems with Keaton Saint am I right?
Slade Craven: Saint and I have some history, yes. As everyone knows, we were on Overdrive. But my big problem is not being permitted to beat him either.
Stefan Raab: Well I don't know Keaton Saint that well so what we do then is you take care of Keaton most of the match since I don't have so much heat with him and I take care of TJ who I think is an idiot saying things like how he is better than me when actually we haven't had a bloody single's match yet. They want to make things better these Four Pillars crap. Well I say we will cause them hell tonight.
Slade Craven: Listen son, you take heed to what the vet says. Greenhorns don't call the matches. Now what we need to do is: I pummel the ever-loving crap out of Keaton Saint. I mean I beat him like a red headed step child, and you do whatever it you do to "Ogre." Deal?
Stefan Raab: That's a deal my friend. I wanted TJ in a one on one match title or not but that's the owner being ignorant for you.
Slade Craven: Commodore Schmidlapp is a fool. He wouldn't know real talent if it Cliq Kicked him in the face. Tonight, I don't care what they tell us. I'm not laying down for Saint and I won't tap. I'd much rather get disqualified. That way I can at least make an old fashioned English example out of Keaton Saint. Let all these people here know he is useless, just the the lot of them.
Stefan Raab: He doesn't know how to do his job properly with anything. I completely forgot about that Saint is from the United Kingdom but that certainly would make things that extra special to see Keaton crying to the fans afterwards being knocked the fuck out by me and you along with having our soles of our feet up TJ's ass.
Slade eyeballs Stefan, trying understand what the hell he just said.
Slade Craven: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiight. Listen, Uh good talk. I guess. I got to go get changed. I got something special planned for ring attire tonight. See you out there.
Slade Craven leaves to go to his locker room while Raab turns to look right into the camera, looking to get some trash talk in on President Jeff.
Stefan Raab: Ah President Asshole. You thought I was going to forget about you didn't you? Oh no I can't forget not how you tried to screw me from my match against Slade Craven at the Meltdown Supershow which failed big time by the way with your former pet being the referee who seems to be gone because of me. I told you that I was going to get rid of Yarmouth and his stupid fella word didn't I?
Stefan's not done as he continues badmouthing President Jeff.
Stefan Raab: Now he's gone and out of our way. It's only down to me and you now to have a one on one match. Rasslemania isn't far away now so you better make your decision very quickly or I will just have to beat the answer out of you. In fact I got a little present for you tonight.
Stefan pulls a slip of paper out of his pocket.
Stefan Raab: Here is your new years present Jeff. A coupon on where I think you should turn yourself into a woman that you are acting like right now seeing how scared you are of me on turning down this challenge I put out for you so far. Stop running away from fights and grow a set of balls to accept the match against me at Rasslemania. Now if that doesn't get your attention then on the next Asylum show. I got a very special surprise that you are going to hate a lot more than what I just gave you right now.
Nailz: What the hell is Stefan talking about?
Beckett: I have no idea but it sure doesn't sound good for President Jeff. He must be watching this wondering what Stefan has planned.
Stefan then drops the coupon on the floor before heading off camera.
Stefan Raab: Congratulations for the win you got over me a few weeks ago on Asylum.
Slade Craven: Sure.
Craven's voice dripped with American sarcasm. He didn't mask it, and he didn't care if Stefan could tell.
Slade: Just like your win at the Megashow. Real nice. Showed you have... something.
Stefan Raab: Yeah well I meant it when I said that this wrestling camp I went on that would turn me into a better wrestler. So I heard you got some problems with Keaton Saint am I right?
Slade Craven: Saint and I have some history, yes. As everyone knows, we were on Overdrive. But my big problem is not being permitted to beat him either.
Stefan Raab: Well I don't know Keaton Saint that well so what we do then is you take care of Keaton most of the match since I don't have so much heat with him and I take care of TJ who I think is an idiot saying things like how he is better than me when actually we haven't had a bloody single's match yet. They want to make things better these Four Pillars crap. Well I say we will cause them hell tonight.
Slade Craven: Listen son, you take heed to what the vet says. Greenhorns don't call the matches. Now what we need to do is: I pummel the ever-loving crap out of Keaton Saint. I mean I beat him like a red headed step child, and you do whatever it you do to "Ogre." Deal?
Stefan Raab: That's a deal my friend. I wanted TJ in a one on one match title or not but that's the owner being ignorant for you.
Slade Craven: Commodore Schmidlapp is a fool. He wouldn't know real talent if it Cliq Kicked him in the face. Tonight, I don't care what they tell us. I'm not laying down for Saint and I won't tap. I'd much rather get disqualified. That way I can at least make an old fashioned English example out of Keaton Saint. Let all these people here know he is useless, just the the lot of them.
Stefan Raab: He doesn't know how to do his job properly with anything. I completely forgot about that Saint is from the United Kingdom but that certainly would make things that extra special to see Keaton crying to the fans afterwards being knocked the fuck out by me and you along with having our soles of our feet up TJ's ass.
Slade eyeballs Stefan, trying understand what the hell he just said.
Slade Craven: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiight. Listen, Uh good talk. I guess. I got to go get changed. I got something special planned for ring attire tonight. See you out there.
Slade Craven leaves to go to his locker room while Raab turns to look right into the camera, looking to get some trash talk in on President Jeff.
Stefan Raab: Ah President Asshole. You thought I was going to forget about you didn't you? Oh no I can't forget not how you tried to screw me from my match against Slade Craven at the Meltdown Supershow which failed big time by the way with your former pet being the referee who seems to be gone because of me. I told you that I was going to get rid of Yarmouth and his stupid fella word didn't I?
Stefan's not done as he continues badmouthing President Jeff.
Stefan Raab: Now he's gone and out of our way. It's only down to me and you now to have a one on one match. Rasslemania isn't far away now so you better make your decision very quickly or I will just have to beat the answer out of you. In fact I got a little present for you tonight.
Stefan pulls a slip of paper out of his pocket.
Stefan Raab: Here is your new years present Jeff. A coupon on where I think you should turn yourself into a woman that you are acting like right now seeing how scared you are of me on turning down this challenge I put out for you so far. Stop running away from fights and grow a set of balls to accept the match against me at Rasslemania. Now if that doesn't get your attention then on the next Asylum show. I got a very special surprise that you are going to hate a lot more than what I just gave you right now.
Nailz: What the hell is Stefan talking about?
Beckett: I have no idea but it sure doesn't sound good for President Jeff. He must be watching this wondering what Stefan has planned.
Stefan then drops the coupon on the floor before heading off camera.