SIMONS: If you’ve been a CSWA fan for any length of time, then you know that neither of these men are known for their sense of restraint or for being the sanest kids on the block. Randalls has been suspended repeatedly over the years, with the most memorable incident being one of wrestling’s most well-known attacks, as he put a wooden stake through the knee of GUNS. Timmy Windham has been a favorite punching bag of men like Mike Randalls and his “brother” Mark Windham over the years, but we now know that he’s lived a lie for his entire career, playing as Mickey Benedict’s “knight” in his lifetime feud with the Windham family.

The CSWA crew went to get comments from these two – and we found out that they had no dearth of things to say about each other. In fact, they had so much to say that we were able to get two interviews from both men. This match at PRIMETIME may not be for a championship, but it will certainly put the winner in a position to move up the rankings and possibly get in the hunt for the UNIFIED World Championship.

(FADEIN: ’THE WOLF’ MIKE RANDALLS sitting idly on a boat in Miami. The sun is setting as RANDALLS overlooks the water, expressionless...)

"Ten years gone, the world has moved on, but it is small enough for our paths to meet once more. It doesn’t matter that we’re wrestlers, to deny the irony would be false, so I’ll be honest to a man living nothing more than a lie...Timmy Windham, you will stand across the ring from me in Miami for a very specific reason."

RANDALLS’ eyes make contact with the camera, The Wolf’s way of letting Timmy know this moment means he will be watching...

"Ten years gone from getting my initiation into the schemes and hiearchy of this organization. An organization I’ve bled for from the heart, out of greed, lustingly in vengeance, desperate in honor and many times with them prodding my unstable...shall we say nature? Not that your part helped any, Muppet Kid. To yourself, maybe to the world...it was a laugh."

A small sliver of a smirk forms at The Wolf’s lips...

“A bungee cord.”

The smirk fades, the emerald eyes widening for just a moment...

“Believe me, that night I learned just how much of a game it was out there. And I do not deny that I played it like a violin, netting myself more than just a few subtle trophies over those years...”

“Of course...that’s when a Unified Title and golden locks of hair meant a little more to men in this company. History may be lost on everyone, but not us Timmy. I know you’re crazy, but I know I can talk to you crazy to crazy all the same. I lived a lie for seven years, you’re living one longer. Its all good, I get it...I’m supposed to believe you’re so ****ing nuts you don’t want to give it up...”

RANDALLS looks out across the bay, nodding in some sort of solemn understanding.

“...I’ll make you ****ing crazy, Timmy. I’ll do something so ****ing damaging to your soul that you won’t sleep for thirteen months without my eyes haunting your dreams. Of course... CSWA fans want to see me ****ing tear your heart out, and if that’s what I’m wanted to do...if that’s what you want to do...hell, doesn’t sound like there’s really a choice once we’re in that ring, does it?”

RANDALLS stops nodding, shrugs and looks at a couple fishermen bringing in a net...

“Not that I want to, because I do empathize with you. Living the lie, getting sucked into believing it yourself – its addicting. Mid-20's, Lonely at night white male, a product of the scum of an earlier generation, psychologically FUBAR'd. Abused somewhere, somehow...Benedict gave you a lie, and it took away the pain. I know it all Timmy...The Darkness, The Way – is that **** the truth or a lie? I asked, I learned, I bled. You...”

RANDALLS laughs.

“You’ve had a net underneath you all along, Timmy. You’re crazy for the sake of crazy, and that’s all snazzy and catchy...but it doesn’t hurt. There’s no anger or jealousy in your life within these walls, you’re just helping Old Man Benedict play a game...you get paid to play a part. You almost got blown up for this, but the money’s good...the soul isn’t touched...of course, you’ve played the pawn because you fear pain. And unfortunately, my fate here...is to make you hurt. People don’t want me to save you, people don’t want me to help you. The people have spoken Timmy Windham, and guess what? Apparently, its boring.”

RANDALLS pauses, letting the words hang in the air...

“Its a shame really, part of me truly hoped I could find my redemption through less psychological methods. ...but if you do not care for your body, Timmy...I will have to tear through your mind...through your soul...quickly and as painfully as possible. And make no mistake, because of this...it is the reason that you are the first.”

RANDALLS looks back at the camera...

“The public likes proof...The Unified Title, the game involved...ten years ago, a similar path started with yourself. In ten days...”

FADETOBLACK

”You will not remember one quite like it. The light has gone, I shall give the people what they wish of me. Timmy Windham...only God can save you now.”