Angered Father

The scene is set somewhere in the backstage area among the many wandering employees with a very distressed Lex Luger pacing angrily back and forth in front of his son, Bob Luger.

{{Lex Luger}}
Good, you ready now??

He said, obviously talking to the camera man. His nostrils flaring as his tone was stern.

{{Lex Luger}}
Tonight.....was bullshit. My son, laced up his boots and prepared for his match up tonight. Another chance to keep the Luger legacy going. And some fat ass decided to ambush him backstage and take his moment? That's ridiculous! That's unprofessional! That's some goddamn bullshit is what that was!

Bob looked down at the ground, obviously as upset as his father.

{{Lex Luger}}
This kid right here as worked his ass off for years. He's worked harder than I EVER have. He's trained his whole life to wrestle in that ring. But instead, he's attacked before his match. Again.

Lex looks around taking a deep breath.

{{Lex Luger}}
Johnny Sampson is in charge now? He's taking charge right? If he was taking charge then why the hell would he condone this kind of behavior? Let his guys attack my boy for no damn reason? Huh? That's unproffesional. And I demand that something happens. My boy defeated Shanaz Andoni a few weeks ago. He proved all of his haters wrong. Nobody thinks he's got it in him. But he pushed through and beat the Light Heavyweight Champion at the time. Where was his opportunities after that? Huh? What kind of goddamn circus is this? I don't want to see clowns in jeans and stupid hillbillies in that ring. I want to see wrestlers. To help keep a bit of the golden era fresh on the minds of them old school wrestling fans. That's what Bob Luger can bring to the table.

Lex places his hand on Bob's shoulder.

{{Lex Luger}}
Yeah. He's good. He's got potential. Sampson, you're running this place. DO YOUR GODDAMN JOB AND LET MY BOY WRESTLE! PUNISH THOSE BASTARDS AND LET MY BOY WRESTLE! HE'S GOTTA A CONTRACT TO DO SO DAMMNIT!