Sunday, April 8, 2018 7:00 PM
Municipal Auditorium
Kansas City, Missouri
Municipal Auditorium
Kansas City, Missouri
.:: We open up seeing a packed crowd at an EBWF house show in the Municipal Auditorium in Kansas City, Missouri. Pyro had just stopped going off as the show was just getting started. Suddenly the lights went off and a single spotlight came on at the top of the ramp. Bobby Roode was seen standing at the top of the ramp wearing a black suit and tie combo. The crowd booed as Bobby Roode posed and smirked. The arena was noticeably quiet as Roode’s popular entrance theme was not playing. Because his theme wasn’t playing, the crowd came together and started singing the opening line of his theme. This visibly upset Roode, who dropped the smile from his face and adopted a scowl ::.
Bobby Roode: NO! You people don’t get to sing MY song! Who do you think you are!?
.:: This only caused the crowd to sing louder. Not only did they sing the words, they yelled the musical notes as well, which only upset Roode more ::.
Bobby Roode: Really? You get the opportunity to witness and hear the glorious Bobby Roode say something, and instead you are going to sing MY song?... Terribly by the way! .:: Roode paused and smiled as the crowd booed ::. Now that you are stopped your attempt at singing, I have something to say! .:: The crowd booed even louder ::. A little over a month ago, I made my EBWF in ring debut by destroying Johnny Gargano. But before that match, the night before to be exact, I debuted to the crowd after House of Havoc in the beautiful London, England. Amazing thing about London, they have crisp clean smelling air… unlike the air here in Kansas City, which smells like rotten egg and fecal matter had a smog baby! .:: The crowds booing intensified ::. That night, when I made my first entrance, the crowd cheered me… they sang along with my theme, and it didn’t make me want to shove a dull pencil in my ear canal! That night, when it was all over, I decided I liked how the crowd welcomed me, I liked the cheers from the EBWF faithful. The next couple of weeks went along, and you all still cheered me. You cheered me as I won by debut match, hell you even cheered me as I took a hard loss to Seth Rollins. But then something happened on Warfare back on March nineteenth. I did something that a lot of you people didn’t like, I dropped your beloved Dalton Castle from behind with the Gateway Championship. So in other words, the whole month’s of doing good, the whole time I was here in EBWF, was washed away with one action. That night, I went home and talked with my beautiful wife, Tracy, and she begged me to stay on the path I had been on. She begged me to stay in your good graces, to do whatever I could to not get booed and jeered. You see, when you boo me, by correlation you boo her. And when she gets booed, she gets sad. And when she gets sad, she cries. .:: The crowd cheered ::. Well, I only have one thing to say to you Tracy… get your tissues ready, because you are going to be doing a lot of crying… because, why be nice, when it feels so good to be… ROOOOOOOOOOODE!
.:: Roode smiled as the crowd booed loudly again. Roode turned and walked off stage as the show continued ::.
Sunday, April 8, 2018 10:00 PM
Up-Down KC Arcade/Bar
Kansas City, Missouri
Up-Down KC Arcade/Bar
Kansas City, Missouri
.:: Later that night, we see Bobby Roode playing an arcade game at Up-Down KC in downtown Kansas City, Missouri. Roode was wearing the same suit he was wearing at the house show. The arcade game was surrounded by occupants in the arcade/bar as it is shown Roode was playing Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out!! Roode moved from side to side as he pressed a combination of buttons to throw an upper cut and sent Super Macho Man to the ground. Mario, the referee, counted… “1 – 2 – 3 KNOCK OUT!” Roode jumped in excitement as the crowd around him cheered ::.
Bobby Roode: Suck it Super Macho Man!!
.:: The crowd cheered as Roode continued to celebrate ::.
Bobby Roode: You know what time it is now! Time to knock Mike Tyson out!
.:: Roode pressed a button and Little Mac was face to face with Mike Tyson. As soon as the bell rang Tyson was all over Little Mac. Eventually, the inevitable happened and Little Mac got knocked out. Roode had lost to Tyson. As Roode stood in disbelief, someone in the crowd could be heard yelling ::.
Patron: You lost again Roode! You just can’t win when it counts can ya?!
.:: Roode was visibly incensed ::.
Bobby Roode: Who said that?! WHO THE HELL SAID THAT?!!!
.:: Roode threw off his suit jacket and got in the face of a couple of people before some security personnel showed up to get in between Roode and the patrons. The security guards grabbed Roode and escorted him to a roped off area of the bar. Roode, who was still visibly angry, sat down in a padded booth. In his anger and angst, he hadn’t noticed the EBWF crew that was there recording him. He now made it a point to see them ::.
Bobby Roode: That right there, is the reason I did was I did a couple weeks ago at the end of Warfare! Because of people like that, because of people like you! .:: Roode gestured towards the camera as he spoke ::. Who you have come to know and love as Bobby Roode, is no more! That wasn’t me. That was someone trying to appease my wife, my family, and all of you who call yourselves EBWF fans. What you see right now, is the real Bobby Roode. No longer friendly, but still just as glorious as before! I want to take a second to thank Dalton Castle for bringing the real Bobby Roode out. It all started when I knocked him out with the Gateway Championship. Who would have known such an innocent gesture would have such a cynical result? .:: Roode paused ::. Sure, it would have been a lot easier if I would have won last week to become the Gateway champion, but sometimes the wrestling Gods work in mysterious ways! Wrestling Gods? What the hell am I talking about? Bobby Roode doesn’t follow the path of wrestling Gods! Bobby Roode paves his own damn path! And that path leads to the Gateway Championship, and eventually to the EBWF World Championship! This new path of mine, of my choosing, starts tomorrow night at the Sprint Center! Tomorrow night, I lay down the first stone of my path to championship gold, and that stones name is Johnny Gargano. We meet again Johnny Boy! Different Bobby Roode, unfortunately for you Johnny, so old story! I beat you a month ago, and tomorrow night will be no different… well, actually… now that I think about it, it will be quite different Johnny. While the result will be the same, the way in which that result comes will be different. Last time, I respected you, and that respect showed in the manner in which I chose to defeat you. This time, I have no respect for you. You, like the people who will be filling the arena up tomorrow, are normal! Do you know what happens when normal goes face to face with GLORIOUS?! I assure you, you will find out tomorrow night.
.:: Roode paused and picked up a bottle of Bud Light from the table and took a drink. He put the bottle back down on the table ::.
Bobby Roode: I hate to say this Johnny, but your end in EBWF is coming soon. The end is near for you, and the end will come by way of Glorious DDT! But don’t let the ending of your EBWF career put you down Johnny. You should be proud. Years from now, when you are sitting a home on a Monday night watching Warfare, and you see me in the middle of the longest EBWF World Championship stint, you can sit back and be happy that you sacrificed your career to make that moment happen. That moment… you, sitting on your couch… me, center of the ring with the World Championship… will be… GLORIOUS!
.:: Roode again picked up the bottle of beer and took a quick swig. He slammed the bottle down on the table causing the bottom to crack. Beer slowly ran out of the bottle on to the table as Roode smiled a satisfied grin ::.
.:: END ::.