CWF Hardcore Championship: Nobody vs. Lord of Hardcore

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AlexShow

As LoH was in the STF, a stranger in a trenchcoat walks and sunglasses walks down the arena carrying a baseball bat. Nobody(no pun intended) could tell who he was, where he came from, or what his intensions were. He goes down to the commentators' table and takes a steel chair and sits down, twirling his Louisville Slugger.

JR: Who is that guy? What is he doing with a baseball bat?

Lawler: Maybe he is a VIP baseball player!

JR: Then what is he doing down here? What is he doing with a steel chair!?

Lawler: You ask too many questions JR! Maybe he just wants a closer view of the action!

Ironically, Nobody and LoH were too busy to notice this turn of events.

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Rage~Nwo~ Wolfpack

**Without music, Rage emerges from the back & walks down to ringside with purpose. He rounds the ring to stand in Nobody's corner narrowing his eyes at the stranger sitting by Lawler & Ross**

Lawler: What's he doing here?

Ross: a closer view of the action ha!

**Inside the ring the action continued**

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AlexShow

The trenchcoated stranger gets up from the chair and heads over to Rage. Rage is dwarfing this bearded, grinning man who stands at 6'2'' at highest.

JR: This situation could explode any second!

Lawler: C'mon! Fight! Fight! Fight!

JR: But there is another fight going on in the middle of the ring!

Lawler: Who cares! I wanna see what beardy can do!

Instead of fighting, the stranger grabs the microphone...

the stranger: Hey, Rage, what I'm doing does not concern you! Do not interfere with my business!

The stranger walks back down the commentators' table and sits down again...