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There's a lull in the ECW arena, as the crowd is unsure of what to expect next. Just then, the lights go out and the rowdy Philly crowd begins to cheer even louder. After a few seconds of tension, a single spotlight shines, and standing atop of the entrance area is THE SANDMAN. The crowd roars wildly while the infamous intro of "Enter Sandman" by Metallica began to echo throughout the famed bingo hall. Sandman wore no shirt and a pair of black Dickies, his outfit accessorized with a kendo stick in his right hand and a Budweiser can in his left.

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The fans are going ballistic at this point, but no one is more animated than Lance Storm, Justin Credible and Rhino, who all pace around the ring, irate at what they were seeing. Back atop the entrance structure, Sandman now had a cigarette clenched between his lips and a scowl on his face. He looks out amongst the crowd and nods in approval, before cracking open the beer with one hand, raising it high above his head and pouring it down his gullet. The fans go nuts as The Sandman takes the now-empty can and begins to smash it over his forehead repeatedly. After chugging the beer, he begins to climb down the structure and marches down the aisle, with fans slapping him on the back along the way.

Sandman jumps up on the apron, cracks open a beer and pours it down his throat as the four men in the ring are chomping at the bit to get their hands on The Sandman. They don't have to wait long, as he enters the ring and immediately swings for the fences, connecting with the kendo stick to Jason's skull!

The self proclaimed World's Sexiest Man crashes down the mat, as both Lance Storm and Justin Credible attack, but Sandman is able to fend them off with wild kendo shots of his own! The fans in the arena are still singing "Enter Sandman" as their hero cleans house, disposing of anyone who dares stand in his path! It's an absolutely electric and historic moment, as The Sandman has returned to ECW after quite some time away!


The VHS tape of the event that took place in 1999 continues to roll. Did you think this was in real time? No, that was 25 years ago. Now, these types of memories are only relived through dated technology. James Fullington, now 61 years old, sat on a lazy boy recliner, legs propped up and beer in hand. The man formerly known as The Sandman sipped his beer and watched his glory days in bliss.

Just then, a 30-something year old man popped his head into the living room, interrupting The Sandman's trip down memory lane. That young man would be Tyler Fullington, the same Tyler Fullington who was once brainwashed to worship Raven during Sandman's legendary blood feud.

TYLER FULLINGTON: "Hey, Pops - someone just called the house phone. It's ... Paul?"

Sandman's face contorted with visible confusion.

THE SANDMAN: "Paul? Paul who??"

TYLER FULLINGTON: "I think it's Paul .. Heyman .."

The name carried a lot of weight in the house. Mainly because of how often The Sandman cursed his name because of all of the money he was owed.

THE SANDMAN: "Are you fuckin' ribbing me? "

The Sandman, as he stood up from his recliner, shook some chips off of his shirt and put down his beer. His son shook his head 'no'.

TYLER FULLINGTON: "No, I don't think so. He soun--"

The Sandman, showing signs of visible agitation, cut his son off.

THE SANDMAN: "What the hell does he want?"

TYLER FULLINGTON: "I don't know. But you might want to talk to him .."

The Sandman looked back over at his television that was playing an old episode of ECW. He sighed and ran his tongue over his teeth.

THE SANDMAN: "Yea, yea ... Alright.."

In a sudden shift of his attitude, The Sandman trailed off, while rubbing his chin and looking away. It certainly caught his son's attention.

TYLER FULLINGTON: "Dad, you don't think...?"

Again, another sharp shift in his attitude as he snapped at his son, and began barking orders at him.

THE SANDMAN: "I haven't even talked to the fuckin guy yet. Can ya stop breathing down my neck? Just like your damned mother! Now, mind your damn business and go run and get me some smokes."

The Sandman dug into his pocket and handed a wad of folded up bills to his son, who nodded and walked off, wisely taking the hint. The Sandman walked over to the house phone, took a deep breath, knowing that he was about to field a phone call that would likely change his life forever. He picked up the phone and held it up to his ear, before crudely answering.

THE SANDMAN: "What the fuck do you want?"