Suddenly, the Blue Öyster Cult’s “Godzilla” begins to buzz throughout the studio, causing a hum of confusion among the ClaW faithful, until the unmistakable presence of a certain manager drives them to jeers.
Moss: Eddie Dante has arrived, fresh off of splitting up his tag team the Foreign Legion in our last episode, and he looks as smug as ever!
As Mushigihara flanks Dante, it’s clear where the smugness comes from, as he saunters into the ring with a waiting Otto Price, visibly nervous as The Emperor follows and comes uncomfortably close to the intrepid interviewer.
Price: Well, Eddie Dante and Mushigihara have requested this time in the ring tonight to address some things, but I guess the most obvious thing to ask is… why? Why did you two attack Leon Van Zandt? Where does this leave the former tag team champions, The Foreign Legion?
Dante grins as he gently coaxes the mic out of Otto’s hand and into his own.
Dante: The simple truth is, Otto Price, that it doesn’t. After a disastrous showing on the so-called “Professional’s” part, a decision was made to send him on his separate way, and to void his contract as a part of the Foreign Legion, and on out of Classic Wrestling, because he simply could not hack it.
A gusher of boos comes Dante’s way, as Mushi just mean-mugs the crowd in response.
Dante: Moving forward, I will push forward with Classic Wrestling’s Emperor, Mushigihara, and show the world just why HE was always the stronger half of the former Classic Tag Team Champions, and soon, he’ll show himself as fit to reach the top of the mountain!
“Not yet.”
A familiar, thick European accent comes from the speakers, as the screen comes alive with the face of the now-abandoned grappler himself, Leon Van Zandt.
Van Zandt: We are not finished, Meneer Dante. Not yet. You and Mushigihara saw it fit to assault me after we lost last time, but did you truly expect me to not come back for my vengeance? Fool. I am still recovering from that cowardly attack, Meneer Dante; my body is battered and my ego bruised, but my fighting spirit burns on… and it burns for comeuppance.
Dante stares at the big screen, as Van Zandt smolders.
Van Zandt: We will settle this. If I must go to Gruff Meyers myself and demand it, WE WILL settle this. Mushigihara and Leon Van Zandt, at ClassicMania. It will happen, and I will get a measure of satisfaction. Any attempt to frustrate that will simply delay the inevitable, and make the payment for your actions more grave. You’ve been warned.
The screen goes dark, and the camera focuses on Eddie Dante, who slowly goes from a stoic, observant viewer, back to his smug, self-satisfied grin as he shakes his head and mouths the words “I don’t think so.” The crowd jeers once more at him and his massive client as they depart the ring, and file out backstage, as the feed cuts to commercial.