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 Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2025 4:20 pm
As Cigaro by System Of A Down reverberated through the arena, a mix of anticipation and disapproval filled the air.
The fans couldn't help but voice their displeasure as Cartwright made his grand entrance.
Dressed in his business suit, he exuded an air of confidence that was hard to ignore.
♫My c**k is much bigger than yours,
My c**k can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure.
It's got you screaming back for more.
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR♫
The crowd's boos seemed to fuel Cartwright's determination as he made his way to the ring, joined by his teammates at either side of him.
He reveled in the hostility, knowing that he thrived under pressure.
The spotlight followed him, casting a dramatic glow on his intense gaze.
As the music reached its crescendo, Howard Finkel, the ring announcer, took center stage.
His voice echoed throughout the arena, adding to the electric atmosphere.
"Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, The Owner of the World Wrestling Federation Guild and the WWFG European Champion, he is CAAAARTWRIIIIGHT!
Joining him to his left, he is THEEE BUUUUTLEEEER!
Together, they are CAAAARTWRIIIIIGHT STROOOOOONG STYYYYLE!"
Cartwright makes his way in to the ring by climbing the steel steps and going through the top and middle rope. The Butler follows The Boss, making sure to keep a respectful distance.
Cartwright's theme music fades-out with Cartwright demanding a microphone from a member of the ringside crew.
Cartwright: "Indianapolis, what is your contribution to the world?!
The Indy 500?!
A race?!
Consider me unimpressed.
It's hardly Shakespeare!"
The crowd loudly boos Cartwright for once again correctly trashing the local area.
Cartwright: "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a sad night.
I was so excited to have a match at the Royal Rumble and defend my WWFG European Championship.
But then it dawned on me....I've beaten everyone!
I'm just too good, Indianapolis!"
Cartwright clasps his hands together and shakes them above his head in an act of self-congratulations.
The Butler steps forward, showing Cartwright a clipboard.
Cartwright: "I am so confident that I am The Beeeest, that I have a contract to an open challenge match against The Boss!
I KNOW that nobody has the guts to answer it, so I am going to sign it right now and then bask in my own glory!"
Cartwright does as he says, opening the clipboard and signing the contract with a pen that The Butler has supplied.
The Boss looks towards the arena entrance with a satisfied smirk on his face, as a moment of silence ensues....if you ignore the booing and chanting fans.
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Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2025 10:53 pm
As Cartwright finished speaking, boos shouted from all sides at Strong Style, the arena speakers would suddenly pop to life with three words shouted loudly, repeated on the titantron as they were spoken...
FOR!
THE!
BRAND!
As a funky rock riff began playing, none other than Pat McAfee would step out onto the stage, Indy's own turning the tides of emotion into a tsunami of cheers for the local sports staple. Clad in a black sleeveless shirt branded with his talk show logo, a set of faded denim jeans, and a gold chain, Patty Mac was all smiles as he reciprocated the love from the crowd, waving and fistbumping with people along the ramp as he approached the ring. King: "Who's this guy?! He looks like a BUM, JR!"
JR: "Have you looked in a mirror lately, King?"
King: "Mirrors run from YOU, JR! Besides, these fans are idiots! You heard the boss!"
JR: "Well, just like listening to you, I try not to." As Pat reaches the ring, a nearby staff member hands him a microphone, the fans oblivious to the commentary banter while he enters the ring and approaches Carty and his associate, smiling and turning to take in the crowd.
"NAP TOOOOOWN! HOW YA DOIN'?!" he shouted exuberantly, receiving a loud pop of approval from the crowd before he turned attention to the owner.
"YEEEEAAAH, see we can be hospitable here! We don't need to resort to...name calling, WHAT...hometown insults, WHAT...petty politics, WHAT..." he said, the crowd jumping in on the emphasis as he theatrically gestured while he elaborated.
"...see, here in Indy, we like things to be simple, WHAT...to the point, WHAT...and what these people want is a PREMIER MATCH with one of their very own homegrown talents, WHAT...someone who can elevate the standard, WHAT...a match that brings that DAWG out of people, WHAT...and something that's best FOR THE BRAAAAAND!"
Smiling big at Carty, Pat gestured out for the contract.
"So how about we make history RIGHT NOW and do it up BIG, MANIA-STYLE?!" he finished, nodding his head as he spoke to Cart off-mic, trying to persuade him to take the offer as the crowd grew even louder around them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2025 4:37 pm
Cartwright looks surprised, but unconcerned, by the appearance of Pat McAfee.
He mutters to The Butler, wondering who invited Pat to the show.
Cartwright: "Wow everyone, look who it is!
It's the guy who fancies himself to be a commentator!
If this is the premier match available to me, I must have booked the roster in to the ground!"
Cartwright chuckles to himself, he finds himself funny.
The Butler laughs also, after being nudged by Cartwright.
Cartwright: "I know that we are here in Indy and that you like things to be simple, so I will explain this as simply and as slowly as I can, so that you and all of these numbnuts can understand it.
Me. Signed. Contract.
Now. You. Sign. Contract.
We. Have. Match.
At. Wrestlemania."
The crowd boos Cartwright for being annoying, but he looks like he is having so much fun.
Cartwright turns the clipboard towards Pat and offers him the pen to write his signature.
JR: "The Boss may be taking this lightly, but I think Pat could surprise him.
He has victories over Austin Theory, Baron Corbin and The Miz."
King: "Is that supposed to intimidate The Boss?
Pat has also lost to the great Mr McMahon and Adam Cole.
Let's be real here.
Cartwright is a legendary wrestler with a Hall Of Fame career.
He has nothing to worry about from this challenge."
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2025 8:22 pm
Pat smirked as Cartwright continued to talk smack about him and his city, knowing the Nap Town crowd would give him an earful as they roared over his words with a plethora of boos. Taking the contract in hand, Patty Mac eyed the paperwork casually, flipping the leather-bound binder open and then shut before turning his attention back to Cartwright & Co.
"Ya know, boss, 'round here in Indy, we got something we like to say. We like to do things "For The Shoe"...and usually that stands for our hometown Horseshoes, the INDIANAPOLIS COLTS," Pat said with a pregnant pause, allowing fans - many wearing Colts merch in the stands - to cheer for their local team.
The cheers got louder though as a hooded figure slid into the ring behind Butler and Cartwright unnoticed, their attention focused on the orating 'Afee. Pat, however, gave him a subtle nod, continuing to distract as the figure stood up in pouncing position. "Who's that getting in the ring, JR?! Some idiot fan of that idiot's talk show?""I wish YOU didn't get paid to talk, King, but your guess is as good as mine!""Turn around, boss! Stop listening about his smelly shoes!""...But at Wrestlemania, that's gonna have a whole new meaning, when your a** gets stomped out in the middle of this ring! And if you're not down with THAT, we got TWO WORDS FOR YA!" he shouted, raising the contract high.
As Pat nodded, the mysterious figure ripped his jacket open and tossed the hood back, revealing himself to be none other than Salem Croft, clad in a tight sleeveless black t-shirt bearing the classic bloody 'Death of Superman' logo! The crowd popped even louder as Salem sized the unsuspecting Cartwright up, nodding back to Pat who grinned and stepped closer to look the owner of WWFG dead in the eyes.
"...It's showtime." he said flatly, suddenly using the stiff binder as a blunt weapon to ram into Butler's ribs as Salem went to rip Cartwright around and hammer him with a flurry of stiff fists!
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2025 4:49 pm
The crowd begins to go wild for the appearance of Salem Croft, however The Boss isn't paying any attention to the paying audience.
As Pat strikes The Butler with the binder, causing him to hunch over in pain, Cartwright is stopped from assaulting the Horseshoe lover.
Salem turns the unsuspecting Cartwright towards him and strikes him with multiple right hands, backing The Boss in to a turnbuckle, the crowd cheering for every strike that Salem lands!
JR: "BAH GAWD KING!
SALEM CROFT IS BACK!
AND SALEM SAYS IT'S TIME TO WHIP SOME ENGLISH a**!"
King: "I CAN'T BELIEVE MY EYES!
HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE BANNED FOR LIFE FROM WWFG!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2025 5:46 pm
The crowd cheered Pat and Salem on as they both hammered away at Butler and Cartwright, respectively, separating the duo into different corners with their sudden flurry of fists! With each strike that sent the men further into the turnbuckles, the volume in the arena only got louder! "It's been nearly a year since we saw Salem Croft in a WWFG ring, King, but he's back and he's brought Hell with him!""This is TERRIBLE, JR! Who does this guy think he is, putting hands on the boss like this?!""I think he's tired of Cartwright making his life miserable, King, maybe you need a boot in your a**, too!"With the microphone and contract on the mat, the pair of hometown heroes continued opening cans on their contemporaries, until Cartwright was stun-locked in the corner and Butler was slumped against the canvas! Turning to glance at one another, Pat and Salem nodded - then looked to unload a vicious blow to each of their targets - a Showstopper Superkick from Salem to the boss, and a running punt from McAfee to Butler's cranium!
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2025 4:53 am
Cartwright begins to clear his head, after getting a breather from Salem.
Seething, he begins to run towards his assaulter, but Salem is ready for The Boss and drops him to the mat with The Showstopper to wild applause!
Cartwright slowly rolls out of the ring, as Salem watched Pat boots The Butler's head, leaving him unconscious on the mat!
King: "Who do they think they are?
You don't do this to The Boss and The Butler.
They are WWFG Royalty!"
JR: "Even royalty can be held accountable for their actions!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2025 8:36 am
Carty was snapped back to the mat by Salem's Showstopper, while on the opposite end of the ring, Butler was beheaded with a vicious kick from one of the greatest NFL punters of all time! The Indy crowd got LOUD as Cartwright retreated from the ring, leaving Butler alone with the pair of punishers! Glancing around, Salem took note of the leather binder still in the middle of the ring, glancing around at the crowd with a devilish grin as he pointed to the contract!
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2025 2:42 pm
Cartwright gets to his feet on the outside of the ring and looks towards the ring.
The Boss sees Salem Croft pointing at the contract and he does not like it.
With an angry red face, Cartwright yells at Salem that this can't happen and should stop right now!
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2025 10:36 pm
Cartwright was reeling on the outside, fuming at how ruined his arrogant spectacle was made and the prospect of a returning Salem! He barked for security, yelled for his laid-out Butler to retrieve the contract, as to avoid an obligated encounter with the uncouth Croft while fans clamored for 'The Copperhead' to sign it!
A group of security guards began rushing down the ramp, trying to get in the ring to restrain Pat and Salem, but found the All-Decade premier punter pushing them back off the apron! For his part, Butler had begun crawling for the leather binder, struggling hand over hand to reach it at the behest of his boss!
But, Salem stood poised, stalking the man like a snake as he exchanged venomous smiles between Butler and Cartwright! Just as Butler's fingertips touched the binder, Salem hit the ropes and ran back - leaping to slam Butler's skull into the mat with his game-ending Nap Town Stomp, much to the delight of the fans!
As security continued their exercise in futility getting past Pat McAfee, Salem reached down and picked up the binder, flipping it open across Butler's back and signing his name on the contract, holding it up for the enthusiastic crowd to see!
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