ALL GLORY TO THE MOTHERLAND
With that thrilling opening contest concluded, we cut backstage where the Masters of the Moscowverse are standing by…well, Kenny Freeman is. Randall Schwartz, who has already been cleared to compete the next night, has chosen to remain seated in his wheelchair. Most notable of all, however, is that the pair are without their Red Army leader Ivan Stanislav. This is likely due to Ivan gearing up for his own match later tonight, but it is still an odd sight to see as Kenny Freeman raises a microphone to speak before an already-jeering crowd in Arena Mexico.
Kenny Freeman: Hola, Mexico! Mi llama es Kenny Freeman, y…
Kenny is cut off by the sound of laughter from the crowd, as Randall motions to speak to Kenny in private. Kenny leans over, allowing the Entertainer to whisper something in his ear that surprises Freeman quite a bit.
Kenny Freeman: What’d you mean, llama means flame? You mean to tell me…
Kenny stops himself when he realizes his microphone is still active, composing himself before continuing.
Kenny Freeman: Let’s try that again. Hola, Mexico! Mi nombre es Kenny Freeman, y…er, that’s as much as I know. Sorry! Folks, we’re gonna keep this brief as we have strict Red Army business to attend to later, ahead of our big tag match against the Kings of the Wild World of Sports…a chance to prove to Ivan Stanislav that we are more than capable of holding our own as part of his Red Army.
Randall motions for Kenny to hand him the mic, and Kenny obliges…much to the delight of the Entertainer, a smirk on his face as he begins to speak.
Randall Schwartz: We hold these truths to be self-evident, that the Red Army will prevail across the entirety of this Pee Dubya Eh weekend. Our glorious leader Ivan Stanislav and our new friend Alexei Ruslan will find a way to coexist with Rezin and Peaches Backshot and triumph over the Colton Family later tonight, and we will respond in kind with a victory over two men who may end up needing some extra seasoning back in Bergman’s Barn when we’re through with them! And last but not least, we will cherish the victory of the always-talented Lindsay Troy when she defeats Stephen Soliloquy for the sake of PRIME…and perhaps more importantly, for the Motherland herself!
This slightly long, drawn-out rant from the Entertainer does not get a very warm reception from the crowd, the boos starting to get even louder as Randall hands the mic back to Kenny, who looks nearly perplexed by how verbose his tag partner has been tonight before he finally wraps up with a simple statement.
Kenny Freeman: Right, uh…Moscowverse number one, Frontierland phooey?
Randall nods in agreement, giving his young friend a thumbs up before a slightly rotund luchador sporting a blue mask carelessly walks right in front of them, quickly garnering their frustration.
Kenny Freeman: Hey! Don’t walk in front of my camera when I’m talking, my man!
The luchador stops, turns his attention to the pair, and simply responds with one word.
Luchador: ¡Olé!
With that, the luchador runs off, causing the Masters to give (very slow) chase as we cut away from the backstage area!