FRIDAYNIGHTFOX
In the center of the ring stands Todd Pentingill. He stands in the center of three podiums, each with its own microphone.
Todd: I promised you a three way interview between the referee and the two combatants of the non-sanctioned match at the Countdown, and Todd delivers!
Todd: First I would like to introduce the woman whose job it will be to keep the two wrestlers in line. Sabrina Savage!
(Sabrina comes down, booing the fans as they boo her, and she gives them thumbs down! She steps through the ropes and up to Todd.)
Sabrina: Hey there Toddster. (smirks)
Todd: Sabrina, just WHAT made you volunteer to be the referee for this match?
Sabrina: I'm reffing this match 'cause I've never done it before and I thought I'd give it a try.
Todd: No PERSONAL interest?
Sabrina: I have nothing against either the Hitman or Stone Cold, so I'll certainly be fair. And I know ALL there is to know about rules,Toddster... (winks) AND BREAKIN' 'EM!
Todd: Okay! I brought Sabrina out first, so she could get an early edge on these two competetors, two of the best in the business. And now, the Hitman, Bret Hart!
The Hart Foundation's music starts to play, and the Hitman starts down the aisle, wearing his wrestling singlet, Calgary Hitmen leather jacket, and his sunglasses. The Hitman is followed by the Anvil, Jim Neidhart who is wearing street clothes, and sunglasses. The Hitman high fives the fans on the way to the ring. Before entering the ring, he stops and whispers something to the Anvil. The Anvil says something back, and the Hitman shakes his head. The Anvil looks a little angry but stays out of the ring, as the Hitman enters. The Hitman walks up to his podium and shakes Todd's and Sabrina's hands. Sabrina accepts.
Hitman: Thanks for having this interview Todd, I am glad I'll find out tonight what to expect for tomorrow.
Todd: What was that little confrontation down there with the Anvil, Bret?
Hitman: Well Todd, Jim, wanted to get in the ring and ask you some about your wrestler the Giant. I think the Anvil is a little pissed about the Giant and Doom, attacking us before our match, and I think he holds you two thirds responsible. Luckly for you I am more reasonable, and only blame the Giant and his goons, for now. But if what happened on RAW is any way a barometer on how you would run the vice-presidency I think I would rather stick with my friend Bam Bam.
Todd: Well, yeah uh thanks, I think I will have enough trouble with our next wrestler, the man who makes the bad guy and bad boy look like choir members, Stone Cold, Steve Austin!
(Stone Cold's music plays and he comes through the curtains wearing his black leather vest. On the back, it says: EMPIRE. He walks down to the ring, his eyes trained straight ahead on the Hitman. Brian Pillman comes out with him, carrying his crutch. Austin, as he approaches ringside, runs... and slides into the ring, getting right up in the center. He and Hart stand toe to toe for a few moments, then slowly, they step back away from each other.)
Stone Cold: (looks down to Todd and slaps him hard on the shoulder) You just do your job, son, and everything will go just fine.
Todd: (nods, then pats his own Austin 3:16 t-shirt) Yes sir, Mr.Austin! (smiles)
Stone Cold: That's right... you MIND your MANNERS. It'll increase your life expectancy. (Austin and Todd chuckle.)
Todd: Now this is a very unusual match, neither the WWF or the WCW are willing to sanction this match, which means neither man is covered by their league's insurance, which means injuries will come out of their own pockets, or insurance. Also the rules for this match are in question, unsanctioned means just that, anything can go. But, only anything the special guest refere allows. What do you two have to say about that, (he gestures toward the Hitman and Stone Cold)
Austin: What is my take on it? I didn't come out here to have a discussion, or a friendly get together with Hart here, all I care about with him is tomorrow I will be kicking his ass all around the ring. I came out here to see what sort of hinderances Ms. Savage here is going to be forcing on me.
Hitman: I am as interested as Stone Cold is in how the rules are going to be done. I would prefer they are the standard rules of the WWF or WCW. (Stone Cold is mouthing along with the Hitman, mocking him) But, (Bret glares at Austin) if Sabrina decides that the rule book is out the window then fine, I can whoop ass with the best of them.
(Stone Cold pretends to looks scared, continuing to mock the Hitman)
Todd: Well to clear things up, lets ask the woman who will be enforcing the rules over these two. What rules if any do you intend to enforce Sabrina?
Sabrina: Well, since I'm most familiar with standard rules, unless these two gentlemen have a problem... that's what we'll stick to.
Stone Cold: I don't have any problem kickin' the Hitman's tail... ref or NO ref, woman or NO woman... rules or NO rules!
(Bret chuckles a bit at Stone Cold)
Sabrina: There WILL be rules, Mr.Austin... and you'll listen to them. You BOTH will.
(Bret just smiles)
Todd: Sabrina, Do you think you will have any trouble mantaining control of this match?
Sabrina: Hey, if these are standard rules, then referee rules apply. Neither one of these two will TOUCH me... even if they don't like what I'm saying or telling them. And I don't think either one wants a DQ!
Todd: Very true, but after what we saw on Raw, it doesn't look like the stakes will be as high. I'd bet they just want to POUND each other... unless we can settle on some other agreement. (looks to Stone Cold.)
Stone Cold: This greaseball doesn't have ANYTHING to offer me! Harlem Heat has the World Tag Titles, and THAT'S how the Heat and the Empire want it! And like it or not, the Giant banged up that reject Curt Hennig... so HE gets the Title Shot! Unless you got any bright ideas, hockey-boy, this bout is now just for bragging rights.
Todd: How about it, Hitman? Austin is giving his title shot to the Giant.
Hitman: After RAW I have a lot of bright ideas but most of them involve using your bald head as a hockey puck. The Giant came up with Stone Cold's bounty and Austin paid him, as much as I don't approve of their actions, it was Austin's title shot. Let me think, bright ideas, I guess since this match is for pride, lets put a little more pride on the line, if I win live on RAW you will bow down before me and admit that I am the best there is...
Stone Cold: (jumping in) FAT chance, son. Stone Cold doesn't bow down to any man. Because I'M the best there is, the best there was....
Sabrina: (jumps in. Stone Cold gives her a sharp look) I have an idea. Since the Anvil and Pillman will be down at the ring anyway, and they're as much a part of this as anyone, let's put THEM in the stipulations.
Todd: Are you suggesting...? WHAT are you suggesting, Sabrina?
Sabrina: A Servant for a Day match!
Pillman: (at ringside) WHAT?!
Sabrina: If Stone Cold wins, Jim Neidhart will be Brian Pillman's servant for a day. If the Hitman wins, Jim Neidhart will be PILLMAN's servant for a day.
Todd: Bret, first you. Now you have to wrestle not just for yourself... but your friend and partner.
Hitman: Alright, that sounds fine, I accept.
Anvil: HEY! Hold on a second that is me you're talking about.
Hitman: Think about it Jim, Pillman yours to do with as you want for a day.
Anvil: (grinning) Yeah that sounds good, but if you lose, well you will owe me BIG time.
Hitman: Alright sounds fair.
Todd: Well do any of the three of you have a parting comment?
Sabrina: Not too much to say, Todd. But I want to make this clear. I am the referee...and my rulings are FINAL. Hart and especially Austin would have problems listening to just any other referee, but I am the 1996 Manager of the Year AND the Manager of the Intercontinental Champion. I know my way around the ring... I know all the ins and outs of the sport, and I know how to maintain control. The better man will win.
Todd: Stone Cold?
Stone Cold: Well, Stone COOL Todd, tomorrow night, it's going to be a good time at the expense of the Hitman for Stone Cold. Brian Pillman's gonna to have hisself a servant to boss around with the name Neidhart. And his first task as man-servant will be to publicly proclaim Stone Cold Steve Austin, the excellence of execution.... BECAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO!
Hitman: My parting comment is simple. Stone Cold here was complaining about everyone dodging him. Maybe it was just that noone felt he was worth the time, he got his ass kicked so hard by Perfect that who considered him a threat. I figured I would wrestle him, and give him another taste of the big leagues. After tomorrow I would not be suprised if we had seen the last of Lukewarm here. Why? Because I am the best there is the best there was and the best there ever will be.
(Austin mocks the Hitman, by moving his mouth as the Hitman speaks. Bret slams the microphone down... Austin slams his down... the two get into each other's face. Neidhart slides into the ring on Bret's side.... Pillman gets in on Austin's side.....Hitman and Stone Cold get nose to nose.....
Jim Ross: A FIGHT! THERE'S GOING TO BE A FIGHT!
Terry Bradshaw: We're out of TIME! It's going to be a BENCH CLEARING BRAWL!
Jim Ross: That'd be a bunch of 'yellow flags' in football, but it's all fine and good in the WWF! We'll see you tomorrow night! THERE THEY GO.....!!!!!
All four men get into a wild brawl.....AND FRIDAY NIGHT FOX'S CREDITS ROLL.....)
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