This Starr Shines Bright, not Whyte (Ryan Whyte)

[Brent Starr]

The opening drums of "This is War" by Ill Nino plays signalling the arrival of the man of many names.

The Reality Check
The Promoin PWNdozer
The Shooting Starr
The Be All, End All
Brent Starr

He stops at the top of the ramp, raising the mic high in the air before bringing it down, holding it like a gun, and pulling the make believe trigger as the recoil reaction jerks him abit.
The crowd cheers

He walks down the ramp shooting fans with the mic in his hand. It was all a show for the fans, to give them something to cheer for. Something to pop for. Something to enjoy and take pictures and videos of.
He reaches the ring, climbing the stairs, then the outside ropes of the corner. He scans the crowd, soaking it all in before jumping down into the ring.
He circles the ring a few times talking to the fans at ringside who are cheering and chanting things for him.
Then he stops dead center, turns towards the camera, and speaks as the music dies down.

You know what, it feels great to be here right now. Not because I embarrassed AJ Pain in his own realm of hardcore. Not because I showed him up again, and put to rest the war between myself, and Sylas Styles, in the same match. Because I said I was going to beat them, and I was going to take the torch from their hands whether they wanted to hand it off, or not. I'm the last of dying breed so it seems. I came into this business in 2006 after being taught the ins and outs by those two men. I got my face out there fighting for the banner and respect of UPW. The same company that spawned AJ, and Sylas. That big monster of a man DarkMan X. The likes of Kevon Decat, his brother Ryen. Kid Karnage, Arturo Storm, Erik Teylor, G -Murda or GQ Murda, however you know him now. Jay Revv, Alex Shoque, and my good friend Ashe, my brother from another mother.

Then you have the women who have taken this industry by storm. It began with Duranda, Mercedes, Shayne Pain, Autumn, Zoli, my sister Ryanne. The love of my life Ashley Sixx, her partner Savanah. Alexis Vixxen, KITSU, and your former Amazon Champion, Madison!

The crowd cheered for each name as it was spoken. The loudest for the ones who had TNB ties, especially Madison.

But when it comes right down to it, one star shines brightest. One name sticks out more then the rest. One name remains on the lips of everyone. You can't name the top performers, the top wrestlers, the elite of the elite, without saying one name.

Brent Starr!

Yeah, it goes without saying that I'm one of the most standout stars of the last five years. Sometimes it's for the right reasons, like when I called out the powers that be, and shot holes through the foundation of their company. Almost single handedly taking it from the top, to the bottom, because they refused to acknowledge the youth movement coming up the ranks. I started a revolution! I fired the first shots in what this all is to me. You all know it, I know it, the world knows it! Say it with me now...

THIS IS WAR

Exactly, and tonight, it claims another casualty. Someone who is riding high right now. Someone with a smile on his face that can't be wiped off. Not to worry, I'm not going to wipe it off..
I'm going to slap it off! I'm going to kick it off. I'll stomp that face so hard it'll fall off in a bloody mess for the world to see. I don't care if you deserve to be at the top of this company. I don't care if these fans hold you in high regard because you stand for everything that's right in the business. I'm not going to be denied, again, my chance to shine bright at the top because some black and white, vanilla flavored cookie cutter babyface lucked out a few times, and won a belt.

Nobody else is saying it, hell the guys in the back are biting their tongues about it. They don't want to step out of line, and blow their merch sales, or respect, or lose the support of the people who cheer them when they're at their lowest point. Me? I'll say it like it is, and tell it how it should be, because I'm the honest to goodness most outspoken, truth telling, shooting from the hip REALITY CHECK, in this business today.

The fans cheer loud.
I'm not talking everyone on their feet clapping loud.
They are on their feet, screaming, waving their signs, clapping their hands, stomping on the floors, proudly cheering so loud the arena is shaking at it's foundation.
It was THAT loud at the moment.

Ryan Whyte. I'm not telling you to come out here and kick some balls like you used to in your former career. Though that is what you should have stuck to doing. I'm DEMANDING you come out here, with your big golden belt, and you accept my challenge for it. I'm sick of seeing guys come into this business as a fall back plan. The former football players, rugby players, soccer players. The former rock stars, porn stars, models, and whatever other profession they used to live off of. I'm a wrestler first. Entertainer second. I got into this business because it's my passion. It's what I've wanted to do all my life. I was super kicking in the womb. I came out in a suicide dive. I was cutting promos in preschool. I eat, breathe, sweat and bleed this business, and I'll be damned if it's represented by a fall down at the first bit of contact, cry baby soccer player.

Ryan, their are no yellow or red cards, but there should have been a red card the second you won that title. I'm holding it up now, and I'm throwing you out of the main event game. So again, I DEMAND you come out here right now, and put that title on the line against me.

Suddenly the music hit, and the fans went nuts in support. The man had arrived, and the time had come for a new firing squad to take their shots back at Starr for all he'd said.
Brent stood in the ring, clapping his hands, and waving him to come down into the ring. He even went and held the ropes open, begging him to confront him then and there.

[Ryan Whyte]

Ryan indeed had stepped out onto the stage in front on the crowds in the arena. He stands there for a moment listening to all the cheers from the fans. It was indeed pay per view time by the sounds within the arena. He removes the Undisputed title from his waist and raises it above his head with his right hand. The roars of the crowds grows louder and louder. He lowers the title and places in on his shoulder as he walks down the ramp. He gives out high fives to the ecstatic fans directly behind the barricade. Before he enters the ring, he stops and looks in at Brent Starr. This man whom Ryan respected came down to the ring and blasted him with ease. It’s alright though. Ryan wasn’t really a talker, he allowed his actions in the ring speak for him. He smirks before walking up the steel steps and entering the ring. He mounts the turnbuckle to his left and taunts for the fans. He hops down and turns to face Brent Starr. For a moment the two have a stare down in the center of the ring. Ryan breaks the stare down by signaling for a microphone. After he receives it, he lifts it up to his lips.

"I gotta start off by saying that it feels awesome to be standing here before all of you fans here tonight at Aggression. I can definitely tell that everyone here is ready for an action packed show and I promise to you all that each and every match here tonight will not disappoint."

The crowd erupts at the last words of Ryan Whyte. He never wants to put on a disappointing show and he knows that the wrestlers of the TNB wouldn’t want to either.

"Now Starr, I have nothing but respect for what you do in the ring man. You are indeed a great wrestler and I know that you will do anything to make sure that you are the best that you can best, or the best in the business. You came down here and had some harsh things to say my way and it’s whatever, I’m cool with it. But, saying that I am a cry baby soccer player and that this was my fall back plan really isn’t true at all bro. I love it when people just trash on soccer because it’s pretty much because they have never actually played the game. Have you ever played Brent? Actually, don’t answer that ‘cause I’m pretty sure I know the answer is no. When you actually play legit soccer and actually know what it’s like, then you come talk to me about the sport and we’ll go from there. Next, wrestling was never a fall back plan for me. A fall back plan usually occurs when something you first planned to do never actually falls into place. This is when you just go onto the next thing in line of what you wanted to do. That never was the case with me Brent. When I was in college I fell in love with wrestling. I trained day in and day out knowing that someday I would love to be a wrestler in some business. I decided that I would continue to play soccer and train to become a wrestler as well. It was a tough time ‘cause I never had time to myself because my life consisted of wrestling, soccer, school, and internships. It came time when I graduated that my name was tossed around for the MLS SuperDraft that would be coming up. I was projected to be a very high first round pick, but that didn’t matter to me ‘cause I knew my heart was with wrestling. I dropped out of the draft and continued training and searching for a wrestling business. If this was a fall back plan I would have gone in the draft, never made it in professional soccer, and then decided to become a wrestler, but that never happened."

Ryan lowers the microphone for a moment to catch his breath. Small cheers are heard around the arena. Once the cheers die down, Ryan continues speaking.

"Now we can stand here and go back and forth about different topics or we can make the match official and be on our way. I was never one to bicker with others. I am more of the let's just wrestle kinda person. Pretty much, I accept your challenge for the title here tonight at Aggression. Like I said previously, I have respected for what you do in the ring and I am honored to be able to wrestle you here tonight. You can go ahead and say whatever you want to bash on me, but it all doesn’t matter. It’s not gonna change a thing and we are still gonna have the match here tonight. I can’t wait!"

The crowd cheers as Ryan lowers the microphone. Everyone had to be excited for that matchup later on in the night. Ryan looks over at Brent and waits to hear what he will say next.

[Brent Starr]

He opens his mouth, about to speak, but stops short of exhaling the first syllable.
He lowers the mic and shakes his head looking out at the crowd. They wait with anticipation of the proverbial blazing that was to come.
He lifts the mic back up to speak, and surprises everyone in attendance, and watching around the world.

I have played soccer. It was a mandatory thing growing up in the schools I attended. We couldn't just coast through the coarse, we had to participate. Back then, the competition between friends on that field was great. We played hard, and we played til we fell down nearly dead from exhaustion. I know all about that side of soccer. I respect that side. What I don't like, or respect, is the way soccer has become stale, boring, and a bunch of pansies that try to draw calls for barely any contact. It's like if you got breathed on, you fall down, hold your leg, and wait for a group of men to come check on you, stalling, delaying the game, and getting the other teams star player carded, and thrown out. That is what I can't stand. That is what I see and hear when I see a soccer player, or hear of some soccer player who turned to wrestling.

It's a whole new world, a whole new game. There is no time outs, or team doctors to rush out when you get a bruised shin. Wrestling, a full contact, beat your opponent down til he can't go on, entertaining sport. That is where my respect lays. Sure, it's all athletics if you break it down, but we're not doing that here, we're breaking down the basics of a wrestling match, for a title. A title you hold now. If I have my way, it won't be for long, and it won't be a repeat performance.

He draws some cheers from the die hards.
He nods his own approval before continuing

Now, I could pull a card from your deck, and explain how I respect you, and what you've done so far here. I enjoy your matches, it reminds me of why the young need to force the old out. You bring energy, and enthusiasm to each match you fight. I respect your abilities, and you so far, as a wrestler. But all this nice stuff isn't entertaining, it's a pat on the back fest, and I'm not down with getting my back patted, and told how much I'm respected, or appreciated. I'll get enough of that when I'm champion.

So what you need to do, is instead of telling me you like me, you respect me, you value the match with me... is tell me what your going to do. What the match is going to be. How you plan on escaping tonights event with the belt still. With all due respect, the deck is already stacked against you. It has been since I came out here and took aim at your title. So the fair thing to do, is allow you the chance to even the odds, and give yourself a chance. Pick a match you feel you could possibly win. Choose a match that gives you an edge.

Or, you could man right up, and go full force, all out, and choose a match that will not only test your abilities, but your endurance, your talent, your dedication to retaining and your heart. You have passion for this business, and giving these fans a show, then show it. Give them a match they're always going to remember. Where it won't matter if you won, or lost. What will matter is you stepped into the ring with greatness, and you kept up, and could have won at any moment, regardless if you do or not.

He stops letting it all soak in, waiting for a match type to be chosen.
A path to be determined
A goal to be set
Something that will steal the show, and set a new standard.

[Ryan Whyte]

Ryan takes a moment before lifting the microphone to his lips.

"Like I said before, we can both stand and verbally go at it or we can just let our ability in the ring do the talking. I could sit here and rebuttal everything you just said, but what would be the point of that. Just as you said, wrestling is a full contact, beat your opponent down until he can’t get up kinda sport and well that’s just how I like it. You believe that the stacks are against me, well I don’t really think so. I’m just gonna do my thing and push myself beyond the limit to make sure that I walk out of Aggression still the Undisputed champion."

Cheers from the crowd are heard after the comment by Ryan. As they die down, Ryan continues to speak.

"So, since I am choosing the match type and wrestling is a beat your opponent till they can’t get up kinda sport, then that gives me a great match idea. I’m pretty sure people have already guessed what it may be. It’s not a match I’m familiar with, but I’m down for anything and will not back down. So the match type I want is a Last Man Standing match! It will test the both of us. It will see how much the two of us want the title. It’s a pretty much beat the crap of your opponent match until they are knocked out and can’t get back up. What do you say Brent?"