Loaded Dice in the House “Save a horse, Ride a cowboy” by Big & Rich starts to a decent ovation from the crowd. Loaded Dice, Rick “The Rocker” Diamond and “The Cowboy” Chris Carter come out on the stage looking pumped. They look around at the crowd
with big grins on their face before high fiving and heading down to the ring. They slap hands with the fans before climbing into the ring and Rick asks for a mic.
Rick: I know that a lot of people here tonight want to see what me and this crazy bastard are going to do to The Suffering inside that Electrified Steel Cage and I tell you we are excited to see too. You see, when you are in a match
like that you just have to shut off all the ethics and good book teachings that your parents gave you and just enter into a savage mindset. Forget about things like mercy and “do onto others..” and just beat the holy hell out of who
stands opposite you.
Crowd cheers
Rick: But there is one thing that is keeping us from getting into that mind set and we need to address this issue right here, and right friggin’ now! You see, we came here because our friend JD Screw was here. But since our arrival we
haven’t even seen much less heard from the guy. No calls, no messages, no texts, no facebook love, hell not even a friggin’ tweet! JD, I don’t know what happened to you my friend but it aint right. You are like our brother. We
travelled the road for years, drank many beers, hooked up with some broads, and got in plenty of fights. We knew that you would always be there for us and us for you. So what me and my partner want right now…
Crowd gets an anticipatory buzz
Rick: We want you to bring your ass down to the ring right now and tell us face to face what is up.
Chris Carter grabs the mic
Chris: Or we will come back there and find you.
“Spoilin’ For A Fight” by AC/DC starts to a large ovation and JD Screw comes out on the stage in jeans and a FBI shirt. He adjusts his trucker cap and walks cautiously down to the ring. Rick and Chris also cautiously watch him get into
the ring. JD grabs his own mic before faceing Rick Diamond.
JD: Well, hello boys. Welcome to the big time.
Crowd cheers
JD: So, you want to talk. Here I am. You called me out, and here I am. You got something to say. Spit it out, son, I got things to get ready for.
Rick: JD, man, what happened to you. Have you forgotten where you come from? WE are your blood, your family, and to see you walking around with the FBI jerks. Man, that AIN’T you!
JD: What is me, Rick? What am I? I’ve come to the GWA with the stars in my eyes, I’ve had the highest of highs, the lowests of lows, I’ve been champion and I’ve been janitor. And one thing has been clear this whole time…it’s a
numbers thing. GWA is a gang warfare zone. You need an army to be able to take a damn leak in this place. So I did what I had to do to survive.
Chris: Bullshit!
JD: What did you say to me?
Chris: What did you do, on your own, before joining the FBI? You won the tag titles, you won the World Title. You said it yourself last week. What has the FBI done for you lately? Or at all!
Rick: What my partner is telling you man is if you wanted allies. If you wanted to be part of a gang to help you take care of business. Why didn’t you just call us? You know that you always have an army with Chris and I. I think you
owe us an answer. Why didn’t you call us?
Chris: Why JD?
JD: I don’t know, guys. But I don’t know what you want from me. To apologise, to fall on my sword and beg your forgiveness. I did what I thought I had to do here, right or wrong I made the choice.
Chris: But it doesn’t have to be that way man. There is always another option.
JD: And what’s that?
Chris and Rick smile and at the same time, with their hands make the letters “R” “W” “C.”
JD: You aren’t serious? Are you saying what I think your saying?
Loaded Dice’s music plays again and their manager Melissa Wild comes out looking sexy as hell in some daisy dukes and a tied off flannel shirt. She bounces to the ring carrying a bag. Chris hold the ropes open for her and she walks
to JD and kisses him on the cheek and hands him a shirt. He looks at the front and smiles. He holds it up the camera and it says RWC in a tribal type font and underneath “Redneck Wrecking Crew.” JD smiles. But just then Vinny
Falcone’s music starts to an ovation of boos. He comes out looking furious. He comes down to the ring, mic in hand, and gets in the ring.
Vinny: Really, JD? Really? You are going to disrespect the FBI like that? Who the hell do you think you are? You’re a janitor! You’re in the FBI because I made you a star and you know it. So know your roll and get back in line and
maybe I’ll forgive this transgression.
JD: Vinny, you’re right. I need to know my roll.
Vinny: Glad you came to your senses.
JD: And my roll….is as “The 100 Proof Ass Kicker” JD SCREW!
Fans cheer.
JD: And you…and the FBI…
JD tears off the FBI shirt to a huge ovation from the crowd
JD: Can kiss my ass!
JD throws the shirt in Vinny’s face. Vinny is furious. Rick and Chris have already put on their RWC shirts and JD does now too.
JD: The Redneck Wrecking Crew rides again and you…the FBI…all the special needs superstars in the back are in for one hell of a ride!
Vinny: You three…have just signed your death warrants.
Rick: Maybe so, Vinny, but we will take each and every son of a bitch back there with us.
Chris: And you’ll be the first to go.
Vinny senses he’s being threatened so gets out of the ring. He backs up the ramp mouthing the words “We’ll see.” “Loud” by Big & Rich (The RWC theme) starts as the boys hug and Melissa gives each one a kiss. They pose in the ring
to a huge ovation before making their way back up the ramp slapping hands with the fans.