The scene opens backstage in the Enron Field Arena, as the camera moves around we can see Brian Wilson interviewing a man who has yet to appear on OCW Television, from the distinctly average look of the man, and the fact that Brian appears to be nodding off whilst doing the interview, this man can only be one person, and the person is the wrestler affectionately known as Boring Dave.

Boring Dave: (In the most boring tone of voice ever imaginable) And another thing Brian, my style of wrestling might not be flashy, it might not get the crowd out of their seats but it is very effective and will take me to the very top in OCW.

From the look on Brian’s face it is pretty obvious that he’d rather be anywhere than here, but he is paid to be an OCW interviewer so he has to keep doing his job.

Boring Dave: (Alas the Boring Voice is still there) One day I’ll be The Ultimate Champion, it might take a lot of hard work but at the end of the day I’ll achieve that goal.

By now Brian has the kind of look on his face which makes you think he’d rather be interviewing anyone else, even a triple bill of back to back interviews with Bishop Murder, Nosferatu and Hellslayer from the WWWP.

Boring Dave: You’d better keep an eye on me Brian, because before you know it I’ll be the.

Before Dave can finish him statement, he gets a tap on the shoulder, from an as yet unseen person. Dave then turns round to face whoever tapped his shoulder. When he does this he see that is was none other than Sabre. Without a word Sabre kicks Dave in the gut and hits him with a Sabrecrusher laying him out. When that happens the expression of Brian’s face changes to one of untold joy.

Sabre: Oh my Lord, can you believe how dull that man is, I was just taking a walk backstage and I couldn’t help but hear Dave’s voice droning on and on. So much so that I just had to take him out so I wouldn’t have to put up with him any more.

Brian Wilson: Well I ain’t going to complain about it.

Sabre: Anyway while I’m here I might as well say a few things, firstly Dan Downtown, a man who quite clearly can’t seem to understand that I’m quite simply better than he is. He can’t seem to get it into his thick skull he just isn’t up to my world-class standards, so he makes up some bullshit stories, saying that I paid him to lose and that he was drunk during our matches. That’s just a load of crap and he knows it. Why would I pay Dan to let me beat him, when I can beat him so easily anyway. That’s just completely crazy, and there is no way that the OCW doctor or Paul Middle would let you wrestle if you were drunk so I don’t buy that one either. Now that I’ve pinned Dan twice, he’ll just have to accept that I’m the better man and that I most definitely have his number. But if he wants to meet for a third time to and try to see if he can change things round, he can guess again, because after destroying him twice I quite simply refuse to get into the ring with him again, because he just isn’t worthy of being in the same ring as me, and he most certainly isn’t worthy of having another shot at my Aggression Title.

Boring Dave is now starting to stir, Sabre notices this so he picks him up and delivers a second Sabrecrusher. Brian breathes a sigh of relief when he sees Sabre do this.

Sabre: Now onto my fatal fourway match on Monday against Painkiller, Bobby D and Amos Stamos. As I said earlier in the week, this match is about making sure either Painkiller or myself pick up the win, and making sure that Bobby and Amos feel lots of pain. And that’s going to something that PK and I achieve with ease. Amos being the pathetic loser that he is, doesn’t even stand a change or surviving against our combined onslaught, I have no doubt that he’ll be going down with the minimum of effort, and as for Bobby D, he’ll probably put up more of a fight than the cookie man, but there’s still no way he can get past our combined forces.

Sabre has a look at Dave to see if he’s stirring again, but he isn’t at the moment so Sabre can start talking to Brian again.

Sabre: Brian I have a great feeling about my match on Monday, I feel it will be the match where we can finally kill off the moronic rumours that Bobby D is the man round here. Two weeks ago PK and myself started off the process of showing everyone that Amos is totally overrated and doesn’t deserve to be competing against the big boys, and last week at the Pay Per View Jakkob finished off the process when he wiped the floor with him in two straight falls. And just like we showed everyone what the real Amos was like, this week we will show everyone the real Bobby D. We will show everyone that he is nothing but a pretty boy chump, who only got to the top through sheer luck. We will show everyone that his time at the top will be very short because that belt will soon be taken from him and placed around the waist of someone much more deserving. And finally we will show everyone that he just isn’t as good as us, when we beat both him and Amos to within a inch of their worthless lives on the way to one of us picking up yet another victory.

Sabre checks on Dave again but he’s still not moving.

Sabre: And one last thing, as I said earlier in the week, if that man who turned up at April Attitude and attacked PK dares show his face at Blast, he’s going to be in serious trouble. And when I say serious trouble I mean he’ll probably end up with every bone in his worthless body broken, because I will not tolerate some big retard sticking his nose in our business. If he even thinks about trying to prevent either Painkiller or I winning the match then he’ll have made the biggest mistake of his life, and probably the last mistake he’ll ever make because when he’s in hospital eating his food with a straw there won’t be many mistakes for him to make. Anyway he’s been warned, he better stay out of our business or he’ll suffer for the rest of his life, and he’ll suffer as much as Amos and Bobby D do when they have to endure yet another beat down from us or their way to losing to us yet again.

Dave now starts to get up, Sabre waits for him to get to his feet.

Sabre: Oh what the hell I might as well make it three.

Once again Sabre kicks Dave in the gut and hits him with a Sabrecrusher, the scene then fades to black.