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Date Posted: 12:57:05 07/08/02 Mon
Author: Ghost Dancer
Author Host/IP: gw.massbay.edu / 134.241.90.2
Subject: Just another Victim...Matt Reid

{The scene opens up backstage at a UWF house show, right after Ghost Dancer has returned to the locker room after another grueling match. Ghost Dancer sits down on the bench and wipes the war paint off his face and starts to peel off the athletic tape that is wrapped around his fists and wrists. A UWF camera crew is also in the locker room, setting up the equipment, making sure that the lighting is right. When the camera crew is done, the cameraman gives Ghost Dancer the signal to start. The tape begins to roll.}

Ghost Dancer: All across the nation saw what happened to Blaze on Thursday, even after all his boasting and bragging that he would walk right through me, that he was just to big and powerful to stop me, that he was indeed a juggernaut to behold. But what Blaze did not have was HEART or DESIRE. Blaze has no one pulling for him, no one pinning his or her hopes on. While I on the other hand, I have every person across America, with native blood in him or her, cheering for me. I told Blaze that I would beat him for the three count that I would continue on in the World Title Tournament.
And this Thursday, I have Matt Reid to contend with in my quest for the gold. Reid, you may call yourself the “Real Deal,” and I did have the pleasure of watching your match to kick off Massacre against High. I was sitting in the back, watching you very closely on the monitor, taking careful mental notes on you style and even your ring psychology. I was impressed with your combination of moves, like a double arm DDT and then following it up with the STF. Your power is quite deceiving. I did not expect that you could gorilla press slam High, but you did. High did mount a small offense, but you quickly turned the tables on him. Your finisher, the hurricanrana into a pin. Very nice from someone who is built like a fireplug, being all of five foot five, and two hundred and sixty five pounds.
Where you have come from, does not concern me, it is where you stand now…does. You stand before me, in my quest for the gold, something that I do indeed cherish, almost as much as my Crow Nation. It is a spirit quest that I journey on now, for you are just another obstacle that stands in my way. My last opponent Blaze, he thought that I could not stand against him, that I would crumble like a house of cards against his awesome power. I will admit, Blaze is ungodly strong…but that is about it. He did not have the skills, heart or desire to beat me. Blaze never thought that I could ever lift him up for the “Last Stand” and that was his mistake. You don’t need to be a hulking steroid monster to execute the “Last Stand.” But I got Blaze up and SLAMED THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AND NECK RIGHT INTO THE MAT! I could have sworn that I heard Blaze cry right after the impact of the “Last Stand.” Blaze found out what it means to try too stand in my way.
Reid, I advise you to watch my match against Blaze once more, watch at how I welt his skin with the force of my tomahawk chops, watch his face grimace in pain every time that I slam him down to the mat, watch how limp his body goes after I deliver the “Last Stand.” I do not question your drive; I know that you want the world title as much as the next person, but what I question is your drive. Do you have what it takes to be the top dog in this sport; do you have what it takes to get past me? That is something that I don’t think that you can do, not by yourself…not even with help. After all is said and done, what you will be is just another victim of Ghost Dancer, plain and simple. Because you have entered the point of no return and now you know the score.

{The scene fades to black.}

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