Inside the depths of the Classic Arena, the permanent designated promo area is being prepped for its next, and possibly most-frequent, superstar. Cameras are ready to roll. The lights are positioned correctly. “Bamboleo” by the Gipsy Kings is playing for background music. Finally, the undefeated, loveable, everyone’s favorite Spanish Luchador Carlos Ruiz rolls out onto the set and the director rolls film!
“Buenos dias, amigos! Carlos is happy very much to be here today. Today, I want to speak about match this coming weekend against Señor Hunter! Now, of course Carlos is bit sad because I not standing here as Campeon Premier American. But that is okay. It was not meant to be on the day of the fight and maybe some day I will get opportunity to fight Señor Freddy for Campeonado! Or maybe even Señor Bruder for Campeonado Real World! But right now, I can only control what I do. Not what anyone else do.”
Carlos smiles at the camera under his Maui Jim sunglasses.
“Bueno. This week, like I say, I have fight with Señor Hunter on the Classic television show. Now, Carlos understand that Señor Hunter is sad very much. First he find out that the Kokomo is not real place. Then he only win one of his fights so far since coming to the Classic Wrestling, which was his first fight! Carlos is sorry very much, Señor Hunter. I definitely hope that you find way back into the winning column. But not this week, amigo. I cannot allow you to defeat me. Carlos find out that I am still undefeated despite not winning Campeonado Premier American! I was happy to find that the battle royal fight does not count against my record! And as you know by now, Carlos is proud Spanish Luchador! I will hang onto something, even as how you say… insignificant as being undefeated!”
Carlos shrugs his shoulders and winks through his sunglasses at the camera.
“Now, Carlos notice that you have bad habit of getting the peoples’ names wrong. I will help you out, Señor Hunter. I am Carlos Ruiz! Numero uno Luchador in all of España! And I have travel the globe and fight many great fighters for long time. Now that I am in the Classic Wrestling, I think that this is place where I will spend rest of my fighting days and retire. But there are still so many thing that I must do in my career. And none of it I will be able to be achieve unless I defeat you, Señor Hunter! Bueno! Carlos have no hard feeling for you, or anyone that I fight to be honest. I love this great sport, this great country, and this great company. I am type of person who will tell you I am sorry when you kick my dog.”
Carlos chuckles lightly and then removes his Maui Jims.
“But do not get me wrong, amigo. I am also the proud person I am. I will fight and fight until I win. This is why Carlos is undefeated at the Classic Wrestling. This is why Carlos has won Campeonado in many of the different company I work for. Señor Hunter, you have not won fight since the thirteen day of Junio. Carlos will not allow you to break losing streak now, amigo. You just have to deal with that. I sorry very much that you are having so many of the troubles in your career right now. But maybe next time because it will not be this time. First you lose to Señor Gordy. Then you lose to the Foreign Legion. And now it is time that you lose to Carlos Ruiz! Viva La Lucha!”
Carlos smiles, winks at the camera, and replaces his Maui Jim sunglasses. He walks off of the set and the scene fades to black.