[The cameras cut to the back and in front of a locker room. Standing to the right of the door is one half of the BWA tag team, The Dark Ones. Logan leans against the wall, one foot pressed against it. He is dressed in black pants and a black inside out long-sleeved t-shirt. His right hand fixes his hair as the left holds a baseball bat.]

[Standing in front of him gripping a black bat tightly is "The Billionaire Brat" Will Sates. Will is dressed in sagging jeans and no shirt. His body is well muscled but slightly flabby. Around his neck is a gold chain with a platnium plated toy car attached.]

JC: Well that's an odd look for Will.

Ern: To say the least.

[Logan shakes his head.]

Logan: You're missing the do rag, homie.

[Will shoots him an evil eye.]

Will: Hey, this is called style. These pants are from P. Diddies line of clothing.

Logan: Let me guess the toy car is from the Hasbro line of clothing.

[Logan's voice is cold and emotionless.]

Will: Whatever, you know the plan right?

[Logan glances at Will making eye contact.]

Logan: You kick in the door and we go beat the piss out of Final Judgment.

Will: Yeah.

Logan: Aren't you the master planner.

[Logan glances at the door.]

Logan: One prob.

CRASH!

[Will kicks in the door and goes charging in. A girlish shriek is heard. Logan follows around the corner and shakes his head as he enters.]

Logan: Like I was saying this is the Birdz locker room.

[Will looks at Logan and then looks at Dan Pollaski lying on the floor clutching his head.]

Will: I thought that girlish shriek was weird.

Logan: Not if you were getting ready to hit Wrec.

[Will looks around the room. He walks over to a locker with a lock on it. He then goes over to Pollaski and starts riffling through his pockets.]

Logan: Come on, this is stupid. We can get Final Judgment at a BWA show.

[Will pulls a key and a wallet out of Dan's pocket. He opens the pocket and takes out a few pictures. He walks back over to the locker and unlocks it with the key.]

Will: One minute, I don't want this to be a total waste.

[Will pulls out a gym bag and looks in it. He then looks at Logan.]

Will: Panties, and Wendy is about the same size as my girlfriend.

[Logan shakes his head as the cameras cut back to ringside.]

Due to technical difficulties involving a rambunctious 8-year-old and a crappy computer running Windows98, the TSW match will be added later. For the sake of those involved, Dan Dehart wins the title 1-0 after applying a THIRD Devastator to Raine Atmosphere.

The British invasion takes on the Flagship of the WWA next!