'nothing like a depressant to cheer you up' ::Wrestlers come and go. Matches are seen, enjoyed and forgotton. But not all wrestler's disappear from our minds. Not all matches are forgotton. Some names, some matches stay with us forever. Not many, but some. Few. Mankind vs Undertaker, Hell In A Cell 1998. Only Alzhiemers could have you forget that. Elimination Chamber, FWLx2, British Brawler made the step up and Eric Poyntz had his best ever performance. To forget that would be to forget the very essence of life and living life itself. As X2W's 3rd PPV, Hell & Back, rapidly approaches, there's only 1 match that has stayed on everybody's lips. Scott Palmer vs Shane Masters? It hasn't happened yet but it's already forgotton. The match that's been on everybody's lips for about a month is 'The Idol' Bill Dynamite vs 'Big Badd' British Brawler. In fact, most would say this match has been talked about before Dynamite defeated Brawler in a tag match. Before Dynamite pinned Brawler for the 1..2..3 in an anything goes match. This match has been on the lips and the minds of every wrestling fan way before X2W. Way before dWo. It was talked about before Bill indirectly killed British Brawler's brother, Magnus Diesel. It was talked about the first time when Bill Dynamite and British Brawler were a tag team in FWL and Bill faked a serious neck injury just to avoid teaming with him. Bill then cost Brawler's brother the GWC World Championship. People then were contemplating the match that would go down in history in Bill Dynamite's and British Brawler's career. But it never happened in FWL, FWLx2 or dWo. Then, Dynamite returned to wrestling and attacked Brawler. We knew then that the match that had been teased for many months was finally on the cards and it happened the very next week. If Dynamite won, he would get a shot at the title Brawler had won only a week before at IndePAINdence. Dynamite won in style. The very next week, Dynamite teamed with Scott Palmer against British Brawler and Shane Masters in a Main event on Overload. Dynamite pinned Brawler for the 3 count after landing the 'Idolizer'. So why is the 3rd match in as many weeks between these two men still highly anticipated? Is it because Bill Dynamite is about to make it 3-0 in X2W and against British Brawler? Is it that the fans are desperate to see British Brawler finally get his revenge on Bill Dynamite for all the awful things he's done? NO and NO. It's simply because it's for the most coverted title around, X2W World Heavyweight Championship. The title combined with dWo's own World title. Bill enjoys beating Brawler. He like it the 1st time. He loved it the 2nd time. What does the third mean to him?:: ::Bill Dynamite walks a busy street alone. He turns heads everywhere he goes. Not just because of his great dress sense. Not just because he's 6'1'' and weighs 250lbs. It's because he is one of the most charismatic wrestlers to ever step in a ring. His charisma itself drives the mind of passers by to turn their heads. But Bill is not phased. Bill is a confident man and he is hardly worried about the opinions of mere trailor trash commoners. Bill does not worry about any opinion but his own. Despite being considered as one of the most despised men in wrestling, he still has many fans. Some sick freaks who think Bill acts the way he acts to look special. Some strange wrestling fans think Bill Dynamite is Bill Dynamite because it's funny, or faintly amusing. Those people are wrong. Bill Dynamite is Bill Dynamite because he damn well wants to be and there's not a single soul that can stop him. There's been many wrestlers over the years that have been cocky. Hell, anyone can act cocky. There's been quite a few guys that have come along in the wrestling business with charisma. But nobody has charisma quite like Bill Dynamite. And he knows it:: ::Tomorrow is the State Chili-off. Bill has been invited as special guest. It is important that Bill is in the right state of mind before he tastes chili. Fighting and beating British Brawler has become and everyday thing so he's not phased by yet another encounter with the British Bore but a Chili-off... Now there's a challenge. A man has to relax before he eats the World's hottest chillis:: ::Bill looks up and over to the corner of the street. His face is lit with a smile when he sees 'The Dog & Duck', and English pub that Bill has been visiting since its opening in 1998. Lenny Harris stands behind the bar. Lenny has owned a pub ever since his parents handed over the deeds to the 'Hog & Hound' of Brisbane Road, Leyton, when he was 22. Lenny is a short man, but a fat man, who can look after himself. He may have a bald head and a straggly beard but he's hurt more men than Liza Minelli. He has been some-what of a mentor for Bill. Lenny stopped Bill going off the rails when his parents died. Lenny was there to help Bill spend his inheritance on wise investments and stocks and shares. Lenny was there to help Bill when he wasn't doing to well in school or had a bad encounter with the wrong kind of person you'd find around the East End of London. Every time Bill had a problem, Lenny was there to help him. Lenny was a friend of Bill's father. But when Bill's father died, Lenny promised him he'd look after his son at his funeral that Bill didn't attend. When Bill moved to the States, Lenny saved up his money to move across the atlantic and bought a bar:: ::Bill walks into the bar and shakes Lenny's hand:: Bill: Hey Lenny! You been OK? Lenny: (In his strong Cockney accent) I'm fuckin' alright, mate. You? Bill: Great. Just great. Have you been watching me lately? Lenny: Yeah of course I fuckin' 'ave. We 'ave all your fuckin' matches on the telly. You weren't on Overload last week. What happened? Bill: Ah. I was back home, in London. It was my nephew's christening. Lenny: Oh little Sean... He's a nice fuckin' kid. 'avent seen him for a while. I got an invite but i couldn't make it, yunno. Couldn't find the fuckin' staff. Bill: Yeah I get ya. Lenny: I didn't fuckin' know you were religious. Bill: I'm not. Not in the slightest. If there is a higher power, it's me! Lenny: Fuckin' right Billy boy! I've always said you were fuckin' God! What can I get ya? Bill: Pint of your finest lager, please Lenny. Lenny: Comin' right up. Hey everybody, It's Billy fuckin' D! ::A couple of drunks in the corner applaud and a few more mumble a hooray. Lenny pours Bill a pint and places it infront of him on the bar:: Lenny: So, Bill. You've got a lot to do on Sunday. Hell & Back. British fuckin' Brawler. He's a British lad, and I send the best of luck to him but he's a fuckin' fat northern monkey! I hope you fuckin' tear his arse up. Show him what we do in London. You show him what Brawling is all about. Bill: Don't worry, Lenny. I will. The boy is going down. He's been on our screens for too long, I'm sick of it. That title hung on his shoulder doesn't suit him. Not in the slightest. It's too big, too glamerous, too prostigeous. The belt may be a tenth of his size but it's too big for him. The belt has too much meaning to be hanging around his waist or slung over his shoulder. That belt isn't just the X2W Title that was won by Stryfe back at Bad Company, not just the belt that holds all of X2W's memories and history. It's also about dWo. That dWo Championship was dragged on for so long. The tournament that never finished when I was arrested after beating the so called legend, Hades. All those men that had fought for a place in that tournament and dWo had to close temporarily... But I think it was a blessing in disguise. When dWo came back, Johnny Webb had made his way to top level status, he made it into dWo's Badd Intentions' Main Event for the World Heavyweight Championship. The Royally F*cked Rumble decided who would be his opponent and that lucky S.O.B, British Bore came through and won it. I thought that was the end of British Brawler, but dammit he did it again and beat Johnny Webb. Just talking about it all to you makes me wanna be sick but it's all that, all those memories, all those stories are cemented into the dWo World Title which is combined with the X2W title. There's too much tradition in those titles to be forgotton, and with British Brawler as the Champion, the title will be forgotton. It's time for me to give X2W a name. 'The Idol' Bill Dynamite will be the name on everybody's lips around the world as the X2W World Heavyweight Champion!! Lenny: Give this guy a fuckin' hand, Everybody! ::The bar errupts into cheer... Not exactly. A few claps and a hooray is more like it:: Lenny: Jesus Christ, you lot... This is Bill fuckin' Dynamite, the future X2W World Champion... The Idol... The biggest name is showbiz... Bill: Damn, Lenny. It's so depressing in here. These guys just sit here all day and drink lager. Do they have families? Lenny: Uhh... Alan over there, he's got 3 kids but his wife ran off with his brother and took the kids with her. John, his wife is at home, waiting for him, but he won't come home until the early hours of the morning. And Geoff in the corner is here because he knows if he goes home, he'll catch his wife in bed with the milkman. Bill: I think I have the same milkman... Why don't they stop being so depressed and do something with their lives?! Sitting in a pub all day is not going to make all their problems, which are a lot of problems by the way, go away. Their problems are not going to disappear while they're sitting in this pub. In fact, I think that most of their problems have come from sitting in a pub all day. If they realised that their lives are falling apart in front of them, they'd get up and go do something about it, wouldn't they? Lenny: Don't think so, mate. ::Bill stands up and looks over at a few of the drunks:: Bill: You... John... Get over here... NOW! John: What do you want? Huh? Bill: I want to tell you that you're a loser... A bum! You are the reason the world is such a shit-hole. People like you that have dreams, but are too shit-scared of rejection or failure that you wont go and catch those dreams. You have a wife at home, why don't you go home and show her who's the king of the bedroom? John: Because I don't think I'm really any good at making love... She doesn't seem to really enjoy it. Bill: God dammit... You're a man aren't you? Since when do men give a damn about if their wife is enjoying sex? You stink like a pig that's been drowned in whiskey but if you went home, took a shower... A long one, put on some aftershave and some Barry White, she'll be gagging for it... And if you don't go home and show that woman who's boss then she'll go looking somewhere else for it and you might end up like Geoff over there. do you want your wife shagging the milkman? John: Of course not... The milkman is my Dad... Bill: Well then get home now and make that bitch scream, Deuce Bigalo... NOW! Before i kick your sorry ass home and do her myself... ::John bursts out the door, dropping his cigarette on the floor. Geoff stands up and spills his drink on the table. He waddles over to Bill and spits his cigar out of his mouth as he stands up to Bill's face... Only being 3 inches too low:: Geoff: W..W..Whatchoo Say? 'Bout me? 'Bout my wife? Bill: I just said that John doesn't want to wait around and end up like you, a stinking cretin. Not only that, I wanted him to go home and see his wife so that she doesn't shag the milkman like your wife! The skank! Geoff: R..R..Right... That's it! I'm gonna rip you to pieces. Lenny: Geoff... Geoff... this is Bill Dynamite... The next Heavyweight Champion of the World... He'll eat you alive... Geoff: Y..Y..Yeah right... I used to box yunno... Box I tell ya... BOX! Bill: Geoff... I think you might wanna apologise and sit down like a good boy... Before I make your life even more meaningless... Geoff: Suck my dick, Dynamite! ::Bill headbutts Geoff and his nose spreads across his face in a burst of claret. Bill grabs him by his hair and throws him head first through the window to the street outside. Lenny jumps over the bar and holds Bill back by his shoulders:: Lenny: Come on, Bill... He's worthless... You don't have to do this. You've wrecked the window already, I don't want to see the rest of the bar smashed up! I'll lose my liscence. Bill: Sorry, Lenny... I'll make sure we stay outside. ::Bill walks out the pub door and walks towards Geoff who's crawling along the floor, his skin in laced with glass and cuts. Bill holds Geoff's head up off the floor and looks him in the eye:: Bill: I am Bill Dynamite... I AM 'THE IDOL' BILL DYNAMITE'! I will be named the X2W Heavyweight Champion on Sunday so I DO NOT need idiots like you giving me grief... This can be a message to British Brawler... Anybody can be big, anybody can be tough, anybody can have guts... But guts are just a sign of stupidity! At Hell & Back, when the entrances are over, the referee has shown the belt to the crowd. After the bell has rang, your guts go right out of the window... Because guts just get you in trouble... When the bell rings, it's time to rely on your ability. But, as I have proved over the last few weeks, British Brawler doesn't have the ability to handle me, 1 on 1. You've got lucky in the past Brawler. Elimination Chamber, you did well but your lack of ability was exposed by Eric Poyntz. Royally F*cked, you won it, but you came in at number 16. Johnny Webb... You beat him good... he wasn't that good anyway... Scott Palmer, he was finished a long time ago... Erin Jacobs wasn't in the right state of mind and you caught him on a good day, you beat him... You were lucky... God Damn lucky...! But your luck has ran out... It's over. Your luck and half-assed wrestling skills have brought you so far but now it's time to hang your head and except that 'The Idol' Bill Dynamite will finish you in the ring at Hell & Back... Because as you know, I've showed you twice already, When the Dynamite explodes... It's you who'll get burned! back