When Mr. Damage and I were talking…I brought up a special moment…a special subject. Yes, I know that he covered it in the segment that he did. I know that he made comments about our conversation and, quite honestly, I am not going to deny anything that he said about our conversation. It has been a year this month since Christian Phoenix had to leave. It has been a year too long that we recognize this man for what he has done in this business. It has been too long for us not to see what this man has done for us, and what he has done for the world of professional wrestling, today. When the man left, this whole federation was shocked, stunned, and pretty much in awe of the moment. The sudden injury, the sudden career ender…just….shocked.

I stood there….talking to Frahn Damhage, see…I got it right Stevie, but I talk to Damage and, quite honestly, it hit me that this thing is something that I needed to do. This is the show that I have to do. This event is something that everyone HAS to do that knew what the careers of Christian Phoenix and AJ had. This was something that we had to do. This was something that, quite honestly, was impossible to miss to highlight the life and career of those two men that shaped the lives of many superstars in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. The two men that, honestly, was the true heart and the true spirit of the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. Hell, you are looking at one of the men that one of those two men shaped. You are looking at one of the “pupils” that, if it was not for AJ, I will not be here right now as YOUR Tag Team champion. If it wasn’t for AJ, I would not have had the chance to join Dangerous By Design. If it wasn’t for AJ, I would be still looking for some people to hang with…I would still be that lost little boy…I would still be that man that will jerk curtains for guys like Sam Hain and Maximus. I would be on Impact making minimum wage and getting my ass kicked by people that, since now I know, I am better then. If it was not for AJ the Exterminator, there would have been no sixteen time X-Treme champion. If it was not for AJ the Exterminator, there would have been no chance in hell that I would be sitting here…starring into this camera as a former Universal champion. If it was not for AJ the Exterminator, I would not be your tag team champion right now. If it wasn’t for AJ the Exterminator……….

…….there would not be a “Welcome to the Big Tyme” Moment. There would not be ANY Rizzaliner. There would not be a Rizzatude Adjustment. There would not be any “Big Tyme”. Hell, if it was not for the man named “The Exterminator” “Big Tyme” Zach Rizza would have never survived here in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation.

But…there was an AJ the Exterminator. There was a “Big Tyme” Zach Rizza. There was a man that showed me a way. A man that was in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation for a long time…knew the ropes…knew who to hang with…knew who to back off. Knew who was who and what was what. AJ helped me figure shit out when I was that little rookie that could. AJ pushed me to the limit time in and time out every time I felt down seeing the big guys like…Chasm…AJ…and Beast all have the titles. He brought me under his wing. He showed me the light. He showed me the way to go….he showed me how to do things that, honestly, right now I am pursuing to the tee. He showed me “the light,” he showed me the ropes, he showed me the way to go in this business and, quite honestly, that is all I can think of. When he showed up to announce that he was not going to be here any longer…it got to me….it really did. It got to me knowing that I can not face this man anymore…knowing that a Dangerous By Design reunion…won’t be the same due to the fact that this man is unable to perform in the X-treme Wrestling Federation. I sat there, for a while, mouth open, in the center of my locker room…dumbfounded that my best friend…that my best opponent through the first half of the X-Treme Wrestling Federation…..is not going to be able to happen any more. I…I miss him. I really do. The man was my mentor from day one in this business and he was the “teacher” of the group, he was one of the original Dangerous by Design members and he saw something in me that other people didn’t see….yet. He was the one that chose me out of all the other available wrestlers in that time. He chose me! ME! To be in the group with the himself and Chasm. He chose me to take the place of a leaving member. He chose me to be one of the people to mold, to model, to be one of the VERY FEW men to be with AJ and learn from him and Chasm, as well as the other men that were there.

AJ saw the potential in me. He saw that I was not going to get very far without some guidance. He saw that I was going to be something big, just like my name states. He knew that I was going to go out here and do something with myself…so, you know something? Here I am. Doing something about it. Here I am, AJ. Here I am…doing something to show you that I like you. Here I am to show you that I am here to show you that I care. I am here, AJ, putting on a show for you and Christian Phoenix. I am here, AJ, being what a friend should do. Seeing what you did here in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. Seeing what you did here in the development of many superstars in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. This one is for you, AJ.

But…let me get to my match here for the show.

I could sit here…bash opponents left and right…take everything that I have on all of these wrestlers that are in this match…get them pissed off…make them cry…make them bitch…make them moan….make them just sit there and complain about everything and anything. I COULD sit here and talk smack about how I keep telling Chasm and Alex Cutwright that I am the only man in Dangerous by Design that can sit here and say that I am the only man that is Dangerous by Design. I can sit here and look directly into this camera and say that since I have beaten a legend, Centurion…not one time…but two times in the middle of that ring. I could say that James Raven has not beaten me yet…but his partners saved his ass from me. I could say that Shawn Christopher only won our only match because there was, and still is, a bullet lodged in my abdomen…the only reason you won was because of Darkhan’s stupid tactics in taking me down. I could say all of that shit. I could have been here saying to you guys that, hell, I hate you…I hate you…I hate you…and I hate you. Just like I have been doing time and time again if it was a regular match. Just like I have been doing for the past few years. Just like the way I won most of my matches. Just like the way that I stand here and bash each and every one of my opponents, no matter who they are…no matter what gender…no matter what age…no matter what distinction they have…no matter what class they are…no matter how much money they have. I don’t care.

It is not going to happen. This is too special. This is a memorable moment for the X-Treme Wrestling Federation and I AM NOT going to stoop so low. I am not going to do that now. I am going to tell you why in the hell there are these six men in this match. I am going to sit here and explain why this match is important to the two men that we are honoring. I am going to sit here and tell you people that there is a reason that each and every man in this match deserves to be in this match. I sat down and hand picked these people from history of what each man had with AJ or Christian Phoenix. I sat down…night after night…hour after hour…day after day….minute after minute….THINKING about the right matchup…THINKING about who should be in this match….THINKING about who would make a good combo for a great match like this one.

First off, we got to have the Phoenix champion, himself, Chasm. Chasm has, of course, been involved with both AJ and Phoenix. Of course, he is holding the gold right now…of course, Chasm is the man that is the one that we are going to gun for. Chasm is the man that is holding on to this gold and hoping that he holds on to the Phoenix title in memory of Christian Phoenix. Also, Chasm is one of the founding fathers, along with AJ the Exterminator, that founded Dangerous by Design. Chasm was one of AJ’s closest friends. Those two men were like peanut butter and jelly. Those two men were like gin and some sort of juice. Those two men were two peas in a pod and was one of the best tag teams. THAT’S why Chasm is in the main event.

Second, let’s talk about Shawn Christopher. Now, he has no ties towards AJ The Exterminator. However, the man was part of one hell of a tag team, just like Chasm was with AJ, with Christian Phoenix. Dare Devil Inc. was one of the biggest tag teams, I think, I have ever saw in the X-treme Wrestling Federation…if not right up there with the Unkillables. And THAT is why Shawn Christopher is in the main event.

Thirdly, I am going to explain to you why James Raven is in this match. This man has no ties to the two men, personally. He is not a tag team partner. He is not a stable mate. He is not one of the men that feuded with the two men here. He is young. He is too young to remember the life and careers of these two men. However, the man has history behind him. However, James Raven started off in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation as the FIRST EVER Phoenix champion….going through the entire Impact roster to get to that belt. Going through hell to get that title…going through a shit storm to get the title and he was not a one-shot wonder…oh no, no, no. James Raven defended that belt with all of his might…he battled star after star….hell, some of the stars are, now, on Anarchy or Massacre doing one hell of a job. James Raven took out these guys with ease and, I believe, he is the first Phoenix champion to be World champion later on down the road. THAT is why James Raven is in this match.

Alex Cutwright is next up on the list, ladies and gentlemen, and in the final months and weeks and days of Dangerous by Design, it was AJ the Exterminator that thought to put Alex Cutwright and Boondock Saint in a match to see who was going to be one of the last few members in the stable. And, wouldn’t you know it? Alex Cutwright takes it to the top and he beat Boondock Saint and he, as well as AJ, was one of the few men that helped me out, as well.

Finally, I want to bring Centurion to the stage. This man, just like James Raven, has no history to be with AJ the Exterminator. He has no quarrels with AJ or Phoenix. He has no business in this match…he has nothing to do, right? Wrong. The reason why he is in this match, is because he is a legend here in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. Centurion is one of the few men in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation that has a brain when it comes to this stuff. He knows what goes on in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation, just like what AJ was like to me. He is like AJ in every way. He never gives up. He never stops to think about if this is right. If this sport is worth it…if the gold is worth it…if the fans are worth it…if it is just damn near fun anymore. Centurion is the work horse of the X-Treme Wrestling Federation…he is the heart…the soul…and the power of this federation and it is my HONOR to have someone of his caliber in a high voltage, high velocity, high octane match such of this. And that is why Centurion is in this match.

So, you see…there are reasons for why I have these people in this match. There are tons of stories that I can tell you that will clear up the fact that these five men, and myself, deserve very well to be in the match that epitomizes the life and style of Mr. Exterminator and Mr. Phoenix.

When it is all said and done, though, I won’t care who wins or loses. I won’t care who goes on top or who is the first one eliminated. Because we all know who the winner is in this damn match…we all know who the champion is…we all know who the best of the night will be. And that, my friends, are AJ and Mr. Christian Phoenix.

---===We Will Be Right Back===--- ---===Welcome BACK to the Big Tyme===--- ---===No Smoking, please.===--- I look down at the drawer….there is a bottle in the middle of the opened drawer. I look around…seeing where the fog went….it was gone. Everything was gone. My mouth drops open as I look around…and then when I put my hand close to the bottle…the cold of the bottle hits my hand before grasping the bottle itself. I grasp a hold of the small glass bottle….the bottle that fits in the palm of my hand. It is freezing in the middle of my hand…but once I grasp it…the cold from around the drawer is gone. The only thing that is cold, now, is the bottle. It just felt like someone stuck this thing in the freezer.

I look at the bottle…the contents of the bottle remind me of sand. But it doesn’t look like regular sand. It looks….like….burnt…sand. I don’t know how you can burn sand..but, you know, that is what I see here. I mean, I have been drawn to this bottle that is as big as the space that is between those two little lines in my hand. The burnt sand is filled to the brim…tightly sealed…tightly packed into the container that it holds in, like it holds a lot of it anyways….sarcasm. As I am thinking about what this could be…I then realize that I am holding on tightly to this thing…that I am clinching very tightly that bottle…but it is still cold…my body heat is not really helping it…but right when I think about that, I feel a whole chill in my body…a DEEP chill, to be exact. A chill that isn’t going away.

I fall back on the bed, landing on Mia’s leg. All of a sudden, the heat from my body comes back to me. Everything returns to normal. Everything except for the bottle…that stays the same temperature as before. That bottle is just staying the same. That bottle is just freezing, though.

I look at the leg I am sitting on…and jump up knowing that it’s Mia and if I stay on her leg for a long ass time…she was going to be pissed. I place the bottle standing up back in the middle of the drawer, just like I found it. When I try to close the drawer door….it won’t budge. I push harder….still will not budge, as the whole dresser shakes. It just feels like someone is holding the drawer locked and loaded like it is jammed or something. It just feels like that there is someone pulling while I am trying to close this damn thing up before anyone, anyone meaning my girlfriend, knows about me and this damn thing.

Maybe it is deformed…maybe it is not supposed to close softly. Maybe it’s supposed to be stuck and no one ever told me about it. Maybe there is a secret switch that I pushed to make this damn thing lock out. I don’t know what the hell is going on..I look over to Mia…she is sitting up…not too happy that it is, about, two o’clock in the damn morning.

She looks at me, I look back.

MIA: Zach…what are you doing?

I look back into the drawer to pick up the cold bottle of burnt sand. I hold it in between my forefinger and my thumb.

RIZZA: I don’t want you to think that I am a crazy nutzo and throw me in the looney bin…but someTHING, just a few minutes ago, came towards that drawer and made this thing very fucking cold. I am not sure what it is…or why it’s here…but I think it is telling me something. I think that there is something in this bottle that is attracting something.

Now I am not sure what it is…but I am getting freaking chills thinking about it. Hell, I held it in my hand and I got chills, Mia. Here…feel the bottle. Feel this damn bottle and tell me that there is something wrong with me. Go on…feel it…touch it…hold it. Tell me that I am just making this shit up.

MIA: Alright, alright. Let me feel it. I don’t know what you are yelling about, though. Eddie’s sleeping in the next room…I don’t want you to wake him. Let me feel this thing.

I hand her the bottle. The look on her face tells it all. There is something wrong with this bottle.

MIA: It’s…it’s….it’s cold.

I nod and smile. I lean back to the open drawer and, to my surprise, the damn thing shuts! I didn’t even put much pressure on it…in fact it was a little looser then the other ones now….maybe because I put so much force into it, though, it slammed shut. I looked at Mia as she hands me the bottle, still freezing cold of course.

I look at the bottle, which is a rusty glass container.

RIZZA: What is in here, anyways?

MIA: That’s the thing…when you were in the hospital…Randy’s family came up to me with a little bottle of Randy’s ashes. Said that he would have wanted you to have this. Said that it would be a memento for you to always remember him by…as it would mean that Randy will always be there next to you.

I look at the bottle again….then I remembered that dream I had. This same bottle floated in mid air and landed in my pocket. I remember that vividly…then I heard “you know what you have to do” just like I heard all in my dreams and what that figure has been saying. I look at the bottle….and then I hear that voice again.

VOICE: Complete me…..complete…me.

I look around the room…hoping someone else, my girlfriend, heard that. When she doesn’t, I look at her.

RIZZA: Where is his body?

MIA: It’s in the Churchill cemetery. Why?

RIZZA: Tomorrow night…I want to be alone….I know, now, what I have to do…and I am damn sure well going to do it.