[[What does it take to be a legend? Just ask Odin Paige. A legend is a man who has set the standard, and then redefined the standard after he set it. He is a man who has changed the face of the row forever. On Saturday, Odin takes on 'Kris Jakson and Matt Salensky in a tag match. Matt and Kris are the first boys who will be forced to call Odin Paige a legend. Odin used to like Jakson.. Notice that the last sentence was in the past tense. Odin doesn't like it when people talk about his friends or family.Jakson has managed to do both. He thinks making comments about sleeping with others' wife or mother is the cool or hip thing to do. This does not sit well with the man who caused Jakson to go through a glass table. On Saturday, Kris will pay for his crimes against The Tribulation]]

(The scene opens up inside of a large chiropractic office in Las Vegas, Nevada. Odin Paige is seen sitting the waiting room on a large, white leather couch. He is reading a Forbes magazine and is dressed in yellow Armani suit with a black undershirt. He seems to be very involved in his reading as the receptionist opens the door from the back room and steps out with a chart in her hand)

Receptionist: Mr. Paige.

*Odin doesn't react as he is oblivious to the outside world while reading his magazine.*

Receptionist: MR. Paige!!! ODINO PAIGE!!!!!

*Odin jolts to awareness and stands up. He throws the magazine onto the coffee table and walks through the door and into the nearest room. He removes his jacket and puts in on a hook. He lays down on the chiropractic table as the chiropractor walks in.*

Chiropractor: Hello, Mr. Paige, I am Dr. Ruplinger. What seems to be the problem?

Odin: Well, I try to get my back cracked as often as I can, but sometimes I just need a good pop or two out of my back.

Dr. Ruplinger: Alright. Well, are you experiencing any pain or stiffness in your body.

Odin: Well I have a pain in my ass.

Dr. Ruplinger: Really? Well it could be a pinched nerve originating in your C-12 disk.

Paige: I don't think so.

Dr. Ruplinger: Really? Are you trained in the chriopractic arts?

Paige: Well, I know what is causing the pain in my ass.

Dr. Ruplinger: What is it?

Paige: Not what, but who.

Dr. Ruplinger: Who?

Paige: Kris Jakson and Matt Salensky. They is the pain in my ass.

Dr. Ruplinger: Ahh, yes. I know you are a professional wrestler. You wrestle them on supreme, right?

Paige: Yes. I used to like thiem. I really used to. He seemed like he actually respected DRWF and the elders of the row who rebuilt this company from the ground up. I am one of those people.

Dr. Ruplinger: Well has he disrespected you?

Paige: Not me specifically, or atleast to the degree where I could care. Then he made a reference to sleeping with Angela Michaels.

Dr. Ruplinger: That is your best friends girl, correct?

Paige: Yea dumbass. Exile or Brandon Michales, is my best friend. Angela is one of the greatest women I have ever met. She is a loving girl friend and a devoted one to Exile. She supports Ex in whatever he does, personal or professional. She is probably the most loving, devoted woman in the world. Then they make that stupid comment about something that would never happen for several reasons.

Dr. Ruplinger: Like what?

Kano: One, Angela would never, ever sleep around on Ex. She loves him and her reputation too much to do something like that. Second, Kris is an extremely ugly man. He looks like a cross between Sloth from the Goonies and the ugliest people in the world, known simply as Idahoians. Third, I have heard from some of the groupies who follow the row from town to town that Jakson has a very small penis.

Dr. Ruplinger: Is that all?

Kano: Then he made a comment about sleeping with my mother. That royally pissed me off. I don't care if a person makes fun or makes a stupid comment about me, but when you bring my family into it, all rules are non-existent. I go postal. I completely lose my self-restaint. Look at Sean Corbin in W3, I made him into what he is today, whether he wants to admit it or not. I was booked in a match against him, he made comments about myself, not a problem, then he made a comment eluding to my family. In our match, I kicked the shit out of him for five and a half minutes until he decided to punk out and get beat. I could go on and give more examples, but all that would accomplish is to get Jakson and/or Salensky to piss himself. I am not a man who's bad side you want to be on. I can make you, or I can break you. I ended Jackrabbits DRWF career. I put him out, he tried to make a comeback, but he couldn't. So, in effect, I ended his career. Now he is down in New Mexico in wide spot in the road pushing Indian bead necklaces and miniature totem poles while he drinks firewater. Kris and Matt need to recognize that I am the man who built DRWF. I was here at the beginning of the fifth generation, I was here at our low point, I was here at our high point, I am here now when the future of this company is in question with Deniro gone, IcE questioning, Rothy and J2 history, and I'll continue to be here until I can no longer wrestle and after I am done wrestling, I'll do something backstage. I have made a living off of surviving the waves of self-righteous, over-confident pricks who come into DRWF thinking they are God's gift to us all. Then they step into the ring with me. They then look at the lights on the top of the arena ceiling as they lay with their backs on the mat wondering what the hell just happened. Then, it dawns on them that they have just been hit by the deadly duo of moves, the two most devastating moves in the wrestling industry, today, the Library Bashing accompanied by Turn the Paige. And that, Doc, is what I am made of.

Dr. Ruplinger: Alright, well lay down, face down and I'll crack ya.

*The scene fades to black as Paige begins the chiropractic therapy after his short rant.*ontroversial' one.~