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Tommy, I hope you understand that you had to be hurt tonight because my words apparently were not getting through to you and a show of force unfortunately became necessary. But I pitied you Tommy, lying there in a weakened state because I didn't realise just how into your head these hardcore fans had gotten. You see, I took it for granted that one show of force would be enough, that you'd see the way and walk down the path of righteousness. So I don't blame you for the sins they committed, for the way they've clouded your mind but Tommy, nonetheless, you had to be hurt.

I don't think the people fully understand what I'm going through here! I don't think the people understand what kind of crosses powerful righteous men like us need to carry! You see Tommy, when the world, and you in particular, have got me down, I tune my television set into WTBS, turn the volume down, and let the basking rays of their good and moral programming rain all over me! And as I lay there in my meditative state, awaiting my next move, awaiting my next challenge, I fell asleep Tommy, and woke up to realize that it had all come to pass, that all my suffering had been worth it, and not only was Tommy Dreamer a member of World Championship Wrestling, he was their tag team champion! But as I wiped the sleep from my eyes, I realised that it was not Tommy Dreamer holding those belts - they were exact replicas!

Tommy! How long did you think the higher minds at World Championship Wrestling were going to wait for you? They are the big boys in our sport for a simple reason - when they see something they want, they go after it. And if they can't get it, they create their own. But that very thought is what keeps me going. You see Tommy, it's not all over for you! Because oh! The magic they can weave! You see, what your mothers and fathers told you about being anything you want to be in this world...well, it may not be true most of the time, but in the magical land of WCW, you truly can be anything you want to be!

I've seen it all a hundred times Tommy, the magic they can weave. I've seen a tough Jewish kid from Brooklyn become a black man from Macon. I've seen a farm kid from Nebraska become an overnight rap star sensation. I've seen a kid from New Hampshire become a Frenchman. And one particular wrestler who went through five different incarnations before finding himself heavyweight champion of the world. And though he may be that champion in an entirely different Federation, I think if you asked him, he would admit that it was the love, compassion, and monetary compensation he received while part of the WCW family that brought him to where he is today!

But I'm not going to underscore ECW, because there are some dramatic changes that go on there too, oh yeah. Take the Rotten brothers. Two naive kids with fake English accents suddenly becoming scarred for life mutant freaks! Where are they now? They don't even have a job. Take your beloved Mikey Whipwreck. Mikey Whipwreck went from being one of the nicest people I had ever met to a bumbling fool! You want the challenge of your life, then I challenge you to have a meaningful ten word conversation with Mikey Whipwreck! It can't be done! He's had too many concussions! His brain has turned to Jell-O, and oh it might be real cute now to root for underdog Mikey on his quest for the championship, but wait five years when he can't hold a job. Thirty year old Mikey, forty year old Mikey, senile old man Mikey! And the ECW fans are causing his demise!

Then there's Tommy Dreamer - maybe the most spectacular transformation of them all. A man on the helm of superstardom, a good looking kid reduced to a bloodthirsty, woman-abusing person on a rollercoaster trip straight to hell! Unless I step in and save the day, but Tommy Dreamer, you're making that very difficult. But you better be thankful that Cactus Jack went through a stunning transformation of his own. It wasn't WCW. It wasn't ECW. It's because one man had the courage, the strength and the compassion to open my eyes. And so I'm saying Tommy, the situation is more serious that you would assume! WCW is a proud organisation! They've got a reputation for family values and they can't afford to have a woman-abusing man screwing up their TV syndication!

So Tommy, time is of the essence and that's why, not because I harbour any hatred for you, but much to the contrary - I LOVE YOU MAN! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?! And I'm trying to save your spiritual life! But you're making it so damn hard! You want proof of what hardcore wrestling can do and you ask me "well Cactus, if you love the place so much, why don't you go back?" [Raven umarmt Cactus] I can't Tommy! It's all over for me. I'm trying to save you, can't you see that once ECW gets a hold of you for too long, you become ruined merchandise. You're no longer marketable. They don't want a scarred freak like Cactus Jack... too much emotional baggage.

And I don't deserve to be forgiven for the insensitive comments I made to Mr. Turner, for the foolish behaviour I showed to my dearest Uncle Eric. I deserve to dwell in the depths of this hell on earth that you call ECW! But Tommy, they tell us we've got a match October 28th - I don't think so! Because I'm counting on your knowledge and just one little bit of common sense to prevail and understand that we're the only friends you've got. It's not those people chanting for your blood. It's these two people praying for your soul. Grant me that serenity, Tommy Dreamer. GRANT IT!