Men are generally driven by honour more than their female counter parts. The need to “get one over” on someone or to “right a wrong” is far greater for a man than a woman. Men simply do not let things drop. They’re not content on allowing a situation to die.

It’s because inside of every man lies the soul of a warrior. Whether a man chooses to listen to this soul or this voice is indeed down to the individual.

In the wrestling industry, there is no walking away from this voice. It’s there all the time. That’s why wrestlers are such volatile characters. If someone has done something that they do believe has wronged them in any way – they feel a sense of bitterness and naturally want to even up the score.

Travis Miller and Chris Champion both feel bitter towards each other.

Champion took a chair to Miller’s head because he felt that Miller had cost him his opportunity at the Television Title. Whether or not he did in fact cost him the match is irrelevant – what matters is the ongoing saga that has now been created between the duo. The past doesn’t matter. Hangover is in the past.

However, individual pride won’t allow either man to forgive the other. The drama cannot just fade into the night. Everything needs a climax.

Why?

The laws of pride command it to do so.

[The camera fades in with Chris Champion sat in a rather large auditorium style room. In front of him is a wooden desk and a pile of papers that look rather dull and boring. A line of people are sat opposite to The Educator on chairs at the other end of the Hall.

The Educator is interviewing people with regards to getting a manager. The sound fades in]

The Educator – “Ok. Who have we got next? Bogus Bill? Is there a Bogus Bill here?”

[A short weedy man struts on over to the desk whilst screaming “OH YEAH!” at the top of his lungs. He’s wearing a florescent work man’s jacket and a builder’s hat]

Bogus Bill – “I’m Bogus Bill! I’ve managed guys in various wrestling Companies throughout my 14 year career in the industry! I want YOU to be my new partner, Chrissy boy! OH YEAH!”

The Educator – “Firstly, take that stupid hat off your head. This is professional wrestling not the YMCA! Secondly, my name is Chris Champion – it is not Chrissy boy. Thirdly, will you stop screaming ‘Oh yeah’? It’s so 90’s!”

Bogus Bill – “Come on my man! I’ll take you all the way to the top of the HWF!”

The Educator – “The only place you’re taking anyone is out of my face. You obviously didn’t read the advert properly. It said that the position was geared towards female applicants. Now, unless you’ve got something to confess, I’d say that you don’t comply with that criteria!”

Bogus Bill – “You can’t do that! It’s discrimination!”

…

The Educator – “Security!”

[Bogus Bill is removed from the fray as two bulky guys lift the 90’s icon from his chair and escort him to the door. You can clearly hear him screaming “My lawyers will be onto this!” as The Educator smiles at his handy work]

The Educator – “Where was I? Ah. Who’s next?”

[A rather attractive blonde haired woman makes her way over to The Educator’s desk. She’s wearing a low cut red top and a matching skirt. The Educators eyes coincidentally light up with his arrival]

The Educator – “Well, hello!”

Blonde – “Hi. My name is Georgina Valentine and I’d like to apply to be your manager in the HWF. I’ve helped wrestlers in other companies previously to applying for this job but I’ve never really worked with an established superstar such as yourself!”

The Educator – “Established superstar, eh? I’m beginning to like you already! And that’s not because you wear such low cu…great clothes!”

Georgina – “Thanks!”

The Educator – “Well Georgina, I’ll have to tell you that it’s looking quite good for you. The other people I’ve interviewed today have either been stalkers or blubbering idiots that were just after an autograph! I intend on making the final decision after my match with Travis Miller this Sunday though. I hope that’s alright with you?”

Georgina – “Of course! I hope you win your match on Sunday. I’ve been following your progress ever since you joined the HWF knowing full well that you’d need a manager somewhere down the line!”

The Educator – “Yeah. I’m going to use people like Travis Miller as a stepping stone. Everyone in the locker room is beginning to come to terms with the fact that there’s a new boy in town. Most of them don’t like it either. I don’t really care though. They’re all going to step through the ropes with me at some point in time – and they’ll all suffer the same fate that will befall Miller this Sunday.”

Georgina – “I think you’ll beat him for sure! You were very impressive against Layne Walker last week! I loved watching it!”

The Educator – “I had to make an example of him after being knocked out of that battle royal at Hangover in those circumstances. People need to learn that I’m not going to be content with wrestling against the Layne Walker’s or Travis Miller’s of this world. I’m better than that. That’s why I’m going to hurt Miller at Suicide. I have to do it. I have no choice – but even if I did have a choice, I’d still hurt him because he pathetically whines every time he has a microphone in his hand.”

Georgina – “He whines? How’s that then?”

The Educator – “He constantly drones on about his background and how he’s an ex American football player. He’s one of those college boys that went through the formal channels before turning pro as a wrestler. Big deal. I got to the top by working my fingers to the bone and crippling people. I could care less about what he’s done in the past. I’m here to think about the present and, more importantly, the future. I don’t waste my breath to talk about what I’ve achieved. It’s what I’ve not achieved that is my priority.”

Georgina – “I see. You’ve got a good attitude. I like the way that you don’t let the fans get in your way either. You’re focused.”

The Educator – “I don’t need them. They might boo me for it but at the end of the day they’re paying my wages indirectly. Besides, they’re ungrateful and change their colours just as quickly as the animals do. They don’t appreciate good wrestling – instead they cheer for guys that talk the talk but don’t walk the walk. I’m not about that and I never will be.”

Georgina – “Most people don’t like you because you’re focused but I respect you for it. It’s kind of sexy!”

[The Educator raises an eyebrow and smiles]

The Educator – “Aren’t we the playful one? Anyway, I better see the rest of the applicants now but rest assured you’re top of the pile at the moment.”

[The Educator stands up and offers his hand to Georgina who in turn complies. Georgina leaves as The Educator is left to leer at the sight of a perfectly toned set of legs attached to a perfectly formed pair of buttocks]

The Educator – “They just don’t make them like they used to!”

[The next applicant makes her way over to the desk and sits down on the chair. The Educator winces at the sight he’s confronted with as he tries to come to terms with it. Sitting before him is a small, ugly woman who seems to be twitching nervously. There’s something not quite right about her – but it’s not apparent at first glance]

Ugly woman – “Hi…I’m…umm…beautiful Brianna!”

The Educator – “Do I know you from somewhere? You look awfully familiar. In fact, a little too familiar…”

[Suddenly, Brianna twitches radically as The Educator watches her hair jump around 5 feet off the top of her head. It’s a wig. The Educator shakes his head in disgust as he realises the truth]

The Educator – “Bogus Bill? How the hell did you get back in here?”

Bogus Bill in drag – “Never mind that! I’m going to sue you for every penny you’ve got! You’ve discriminated against me and no I’m going to own your ass!”

The Educator – “Alright, you do that. However, in the mean time, get out of my sight!”

Bogus Bill in drag – “You’re not getting rid of me that easily! I’m Bogus Bill! I’m the best God damn manager and wrestling promoter that this country has ever seen! I’ve done it all! OH YEAH!”

[The Educator sighs deeply before standing up and grabbing Bill by the ear. Chris proceeds to lead him to the exit before promptly ejecting him with the use of his left boot]

The Educator – “That’s the kind of idiots that I’m sick of dealing with. He thinks he’s got some God given authority over me simply because I didn’t want a male manager. It’s also further proof of Americans abusing the system to guarantee themselves a false place in society.

You, Travis Miller, have a false place in society.

You’re part of my society. What right have you got to call yourself a HWF Wrestler? This Company is draped in tradition and history. Some of the greatest wrestlers that have ever laced up boots have walked down the same corridors that you walk. How can that be justified? How can you say that you’ve earned a place with the best?

You’re going up against the best that the HWF has to offer on Sunday. It’s a bold statement but one that needed to be made. I’ll let idiots like Cross and Jon Fuller take their share of the limelight for the time being but they know that when I feel the time is right to make the step up – I’ll do it with flying colours.

It boils down to who wants it most, doesn’t it? Who wants the victory? If you want to beat Chris Champion then you’re going to have to put yourself through both mental and physical hell. You’re going to have to throw everything you’ve got at me and then hope that I can’t get up. It’s easier said than done. I’ve never been pinned here in the HWF and that’s a record that’s going to be in tact for a very long time if I get my way.

This match isn’t about titles despite my sole motivator for coming to the HWF being to raise some gold. This match is about revenge, Travis. It’s about justice. You stole from me at Hangover. You stole something that’s very precious to me. You stole my pride, Miller.

Pride. Is it just a word?

Maybe to some but not to me. I pride myself on being the very best that I can be. I’ve not flown over the pacific to contest matches with the likes of you, Travis Miller. No. It doesn’t work like that. At Holiday Hangover, you slowed down my progress here in the HWF. Notice that I didn’t say halted? You only slowed down my rise to the top. You could never stop it and you never will stop it.

I don’t take kindly to people stealing from me, Travis. In fact, I take chairs and wrap them round somebody’s head.

Last week you witnessed the birth of a new era. You witnessed why I’m set to break people in half if I choose to. I’m not bound my any set of morals in particular. I’m just out to get the job done and have my hand raised. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure I climb the ladder in the HWF. Anything, Travis. Will you do that? Will you go that extra inch to secure victory? Will you gorilla press your own Mother for the sake of a title? How much does this industry mean to you, Miller? You only need to look into my eyes to understand what it means to me.

I wasn’t born into a wrestling family unlike some of these so called hot shots that litter various companies around the globe. I had to work for my recognition and it’s an ongoing process. What are you prepared to do in order to get noticed, Miller? I watched you against Newton backstage before I made my move. All you’re interested in is fair play and actually beating an opponent. That’s where we differ as individuals.

I crucified Layne Walker. I opened him up. I took his career, integrity, honour…everything and slapped on The Final Examination. In those few, precious moments that I held him aloft and cracked his back, he crumbled as a person. He crumbled before the entire world. He screamed. He cried.

It was pathetic.

How is your career going to pan out if I do the same to you, Miller? Do you think you’re going to be able to walk around the locker room with your head held high if I make you scream? No. You won’t be able to do it. That is, if you’ve got any sort of pride yourself. The easy option, therefore, would be to no show at Suicide. Don’t turn up. Go on a short vacation. You’ve never been about taking the easy option though, Travis. You’ve always been about portraying yourself in a favourable light for…the idiots that tune in week in and week out.

Sooner or later you’ll realise that they’re worthless.

So, Travis Miller, where does this leave us? It leaves us at a cross roads. You’ve got a few choices to make. So have I. I’ll choose to come to the ring on Sunday. I’ll choose to humiliate you in every way possible. However, I’ll also choose to spare you because I don’t believe that one ass kicking is enough retribution for costing me my shot at the TV Title.

The funny thing is that I’ll get my shot eventually…but only when I’m through with you.

My pride won’t have it any other way.

[The Educator smiles ultimately as he steps away from the camera and takes a deep breath. The camera fades to black as the image of Chris Champion smirking with intent is left as a solemn imprint]