One Night Stand 2007: ECW vs. WWE

There is no intro as we immediately head into the jam packed Manhattan Center, the camera scanning the crowd as "This is Extreme" blasts over the speaker system

"THIS.... IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS EXTREME" blares the music, the camera picking out a drunken Sandman fan, swinging his own Singapore Cane aloft, the "Hat guy" in the front row, a fan with a sign that reads "Fuck you Vince" and another that claims "If Orton wins, we riot"

The cameras briefly head up into the balcony, the fans clearly already having a hell of a time as the roar, the camera heading back down to the ring as the see the lone figure of Joey Styles stood in the center of the ring

"WELCOME TO E...C...W - ONE NIGHT STAND 2007" beams Styles to another enormous roar, the chants of "JOEY, JOEY, JOEY" sounding out as our announcer smiles

"Tonight is possibly the most unique card the HISTORY of professional wrestling - it will be WWE taking on ECW... head to head" he beams, the familiar "ECW, ECW, ECW" chants loud and strong from this biased crowd

"Everything that made the original ECW great will be seen tonight, legends such as Terry Funk will collide w....."

Styles is suddenly cut of as the speakers burst to life, the crowd roaring big time as Break It Down hits

"ARE YOU READY?" asks the music, the crowd roaring as green lights fill the small ECW entrance way, dry ice filling the curtain area. The crowd pop again as the figures of Michael Shane and Johnny Nitro stroll out in classic DX T-Shirts and black jeans, a more "hardcore" look than what we see in WWE. Both men are chewing gum as they stride forward, looking on the ECW crowd with a sneer

"You think you can tell us what to do? you think you can tell us what to wear? you think that you're better? ...well you better get ready to bow to the masters..... BREAK IT DOWN!!" blares the DX theme as Justin Roberts introduces the pair, both sliding under the bottom rope before standing, Shane going to snatch the mic from our announcer as Nitro stands staring at Joey Styles with menace. The DX theme cuts and Styles tries to speak

"What are you guys doing here?! you're not scheduled to be on t...." he stutters, Shane cutting him off, sounding bored with the so called voice of ECW

"Alright Joey, first of all why don't you shut your Connecticut moth cause i've got something to say to these fans and not to you"

The crowd instantly turn on Shane, jeering as he points out to them

"Marks" he spits accusingly. The crowd jeer even louder

"Each and every one of you trailer park losers in this arena tonight is a MARK"

the jeers are loud, the smart crowd hating the insult

"You're a bunch of marks for ME, for Johnny and even for Joey here, you make me sick. You read your little dirt sheets, hang on every word that piece of garbage Wade Keller has to say and for what? cause you think it makes you SMART? you think you people actually know ANYTHING about this business? you think you know all the little stories about who likes who backstage? who screwed who? who plays the politics?"

Shane smirks

"You know NOTHING. You people are the cancer thats killed this business. Sat on your fat asses behind your PC screens, telling the few friends you have that a man like Triple H is a jackass because he happened to tell Rogue how it is. You people write on your message boards about what a great worker CM Punk is, about how washed up Hogan is... and yet when we came out here a few minutes ago you were are cheering like a bunch of little girls because you never thought you'd see the day when the DX Theme graced this dump"

"So you don't like ECW?" deadpans Styles, Nitro looking with menace at the announcer as Shane smirks

"You know that just the kind of wiseass comment i'd expect from you Joey, you know what? ECW isn't my problem - these ignorant fans are and you? you're the biggest ECW mark of all. A guy so up this company's ass he probably knows the last time Paul Heyman took a crap...."

Styles is about to protest but Shane holds up a hand

"Don't even talk to me Joey, you're nothing, a loser, a bingo hall announcer. I am a star, this coat coast as much as the whole of ECW earns in a month - when Paul Es checks don't bounce that is. Get the hell out"

Joey holds up his hands, resigned, backing away as Johnny takes a step toward him. Styles exits as MNM, belts still around their waists, turn toward the crowd, Johnny whispering something in Shanes ear which immediately brings down calls of "HE'S A FAGGOT, HE'S A FAGGOT"

"Yo, yo shut up a minute" laughs Shane, liking what Johnny said

"If you people actually believe you can touch us, that you ECW Superstars are something more than a bunch on untalented hasbeens.... why don't two of you get the hell out here. You marks love nothing more than to write crap about what a good worker some Japanese nobody is... well lemme tell ya, you people know EXACTLY how good we are - MNM are the greatest team in the World today, a FACT we'll prove at WrestleMania but I've no doubt you fat emo kids will still think that honor belongs to some nobody like Paul London.... somebody like AJ... wheres my talent... Styles, somebody like that fat fuck Samoa Joe"

The crowd pop for the references, Shane laughs

"Well if you're so confident that you're better.... two of you indy freaks should get the hell out here"

The crowd roar but theres no response from the back, the crowd trying to rouse somebody into action with an "EC-DUB" chant which quickly dies as Shane speaks again

"All right.... seems everybody back theres too afraid to face us.... tell ya whad i'll do...."

Shane unhooks his World Tag Team Championship and holds it aloft

"World Tag Team Titles, ON THE LINE... thats how confident we are, come on, this is WrestleMania right here, the spot on the card...."

Still no response

"WHOS GOT THE CAJONES... WHOS GOT THE DAMN BALL...."

Shane is cut off as the speakers burst to life and the Manhattan Center explodes in ovation, AFI - Miseria Cantare blaring....