Khaled…

(The WWA logo flashes lightly on the screen before disappearing. You see the Chuckster standing there confidently. Standing as if he was a rock.)

Chuckster: Another EWA prodigy!

[It is then that your relize.]

Chuckster: The… "Golden Boy"

[He is a rock.]

Chuckster: A man who has defied odds… time… and time again.

[Solid and unmoving with the wind.]

Chuckster: The anti-European!

[The rain.]

Chuckster: Isn't it great… although ironic… that the place in which you hate the most… is the very place… in which your plans in this tournament will be decided?

[He stands tall beside nothing.]

(He lets out a self-indulgent laugh, and cocks his smile, as he continues.)

Chuckster: What will happen in this epic event?

[Unmoving.]

Chuckster: In one corner stands the brave… yet naïve rookie!

[Unyielding.]

Chuckster: While in the other… standing tall… is the EWA "Golden Boy!"
I do not know… but I do know one thing!

[Backing down from no one.]

Chuckster: When all things are put aside… and… the man with nothing to hide… nothing to fear and nothing to lose… fights against… fights against… the man with all the glory… all the passion… and all the power…

[Taking nothing.]

Chuckster: In the end…

[Not even what is owed.]

Chuckster: Only one man can stand… with nothing but himself…

[Giving nothing.]

Chuckster: No titles… no glory… no dignity!

[For in giving… you show weakness.]

Chuckster: AND THAT WILL BE ME…

[Something a rock needs not to show.]

Chuckster: BECAUSE I HAVE ALL READY LOST ALL THESE… AND MORE!

[Because everyone knows…]

Chuckster:

Tell me… Khaled…

TELL ME HOW TO BEAT ME…
LEND ME A CLUE…
TELL ME…
TELL ME HOW YOU BEAT ME…
THE CATCH TWENTY-TWO!


[Even the toughest rock can shatter… if struck in the right spot.]


[End]