The titantron lights up, showing an obviously injured Saint Patrik. Both his arms are in slings and he's wearing a neck brace. His head is half-covered in bandages. Still - the suit is absolutely flawless.
"Serious Pat Booker. The true picture of a sinner. You attacked an injured man standing up for all that is good and right in this world. Someone who takes a stand against the filth and decay that is X-Force Wrestling. Someone with the righteousness to stand tall against the sinners that roam these hallowed halls, someone who stands for tradition and good old Christian values. You are truly a sinner."
The crowd boos him in support of Serious Pat Booker.
"Yes, I know. You see what I see, dear congregation, that this man is not worthy of a title shot. He needs to respect his elders and not question authority. You are a great congregation, it is truly an honor to have been chosen as your shepherd."
The crowd goes wild booing at the titantron.
"Back to the sinner! Serious Pat Booker, you have proven nothing. You haven beaten on an injured man, someone who had just turned away the demon that was Y2K and banished him from that very ring. What you need to know, is that after doing that I am the one who deserves a title shot."
The crowd boos him ferociously.
"Yes, Sharkman will get his very well deserved shot first - he did after all face me in a cage match, and even though he of course didn't win he showed our great GM his mettle and his true worth. Serious, you will learn to be silent when your elders are speaking, and you will learn it through the lessons in The Good Book."
Saint Patrik lifts up The Good Book, smiling and stroking it softly as the titantron fades to black.
