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An empty Madison Square Garden

(Scene opens in 5th Avenue, New York city, as we see flyers and posters everywhere in the shop windows.)

[WWCW PPV!!!]

[Second Offence!!]

[Bigger than WWF?]

(Then camera fades to the location of WWCW's latest PPV, Madison Square Garden. As it focuses in on the entrance, it fades to the inside of the arena, where we see the squared circle set up in preparation for the big sold out event. As the camera moves round onto the empty audience seating, we see the ever friendly Wilburman relaxing with a cold can of 7-up in the back row)

W: Why hello there, I wondered how long it would take for you to spot me!!

(Wilburman takes a sip of his can and faces the camera again)

W: Well, first of all, I want a wee word about our WWCW heavyweight champ. Topp Dogg, you junk food eating piece of bunny crap, I am 6 ft 9 weighing in at 289 pounds, which part of me gets you mixed up with Michael Jackson? Do NOT abuse my respect for your in-ring ability, sooner or later, the Mean people will be screaming for me to kick your sorry smelly dog-poo dropping arse!! NOW...

(Wilburman gets up from his seat and slowly makes his way towards the ring)

W: Well, this is it, Brad Britainnia, finally the stage is set, the talking and crowd pleasing are over. Madison Square Garden, this Sunday, you and me, one on one, the European Championship. You know, looking back to the road we both took to get here, it's been a fun ride, you had your fun taking on a couple of jobbers, I had my fun in fighting the fed's best talent to get here, but either way, I am here, and so are you. Now Brad, I know you are gonna be coming out with a few of your buddies, well, just to let you know, SO WILL I. But just so you don't get any funny ideas, It won't be the Mean Lady of Justice, I have MANY friends. (Wilburman leaps over the guard-rail and climbs into the ring)

W: You bring your friends, Garth, Taylor, Seth, Benny and anyone you can dream of, you bring them all on, I will bring my Mean Wilburmanics, they will fill this arena (pointing to the empty seating in the arena) and they will be chanting WILBURMAN WILBURMAN, and then you will feel the full unbridled force that is Wilburmania!! And I WILL walk out Madison Square Garden the FIRST WWCW European Champion!! (The Mean One pauses and looks up to the back row of the seating arrangment)

W: Mr camera-man, do me a wee favor, take a shot at the back row right there, Brad, you see that right there, that is where I will be kicking your sorry butt to and fro all night long til it turns seven shades of purple!!! Madison Square Garden, this will be the Mean House of Justice, this is the Mean court, these seats will be filled by the Mean people, they are the Mean Jury, and the Jury says your verdict is GUILTY!! You sentance is excessive pain!! JUSTICE will be served! Watch out!! There's no stopping Wilburmania!! Now if you'll excuse me, I am off to the local pub for another cold one... catch you later

(Wilburman leaps over the top rope and crushes up his now empty can of 7-up and tosses it to a bin by the fire exit behind his back and slowly walks out of the arena.)