Roger Matthews: Game face on, racket in hand So, Dad, ready to face the music? Ready to explain yourself, huh?
Whoa, whoa, calm down there champ! turns to the camera You didn't just tell me who that is, did you?
Roger Matthews: You better believe it, Silverbe! That's me, your new CEO dad! And you can bet I'm not letting this slide.
Damn, I wish I could edit this video out of existence, do ya think my followers will buy this shit?
Roger Matthews: Grinning triumphantly Who cares if they buy it or not? The fact is, you're stuck with me now, Silverbe. And I'm going to make sure everyone knows it.
I must be dreaming, I mean I still remember calling you a little piece of ragdoll when you were a kid. Now you're a grown man. My rival and yet we both share one thing. A father. Hahahaha.
Roger Matthews: Laughs sarcastically Little piece of ragdoll? Is that what you think of me, Silverbe? Well, get ready to eat your words because I'm about to blow your mind, dad!
What do you have in mind?
Roger Matthews: Smirking mischievously Oh, I've got a whole game plan up my sleeve, Silverbe. First, I'm gonna show you what real leadership looks like.
Yeah, good luck with that
Roger Matthews: Throws his racket aside and steps closer to Silverbe Listen up, Silverbe. I may be your rival, but I'm also your son.
It's true, we share a lot of things. But, I don't want you working for me. That would be weird.
Roger Matthews: Raises an eyebrow Weird? You think I care about weird? Fine, if you don't want me working for you, then let's make a deal.
Roger Matthews: Leans in closer, speaking in a low, intense tone Here's the deal, Silverbe.
Roger Matthews: Grins cunningly We'll become partners. We'll work together to take our company to new heights, but neither of us will have a superior position over the other.
Partners, huh? You sure you can handle it?
Roger Matthews: Nods confidently Don't doubt me, Silverbe. I've been leading my tennis team to victory for years.
I guess we're off to a start then. Silverbe extends his hand for a handshake.
Roger Matthews: Smirks and shakes Silverbe's hand firmly You better believe we're starting strong, Silverbe. Get ready for the ride of your life, dad!
It's game on then, champ. Let's see what you got.
Roger Matthews: Grabs his racket and takes a deep breath Alright, Silverbe, let the game begin! Time to show you what I'm made of!
he grabs his tennis set up. Let's go against each other, that's how we'll decide if we'll work together or not.
Roger Matthews: Raises his eyebrows and smirks You're on, Silverbe! Prepare to be amazed. Let's see if you can keep up with the best.
Let's see if you can beat the best, Champ. Silverbe goes to serve
Roger Matthews: Tenses up, focusing intensely Bring it on, Silverbe! I'll show you why I'm the champion. Watch closely, you might learn a thing or two.
He serves with all his might, the ball flying towards Roger at an inhuman speed.
Roger Matthews: Eyes widen as he tracks the fast-moving ball Silverbe, you're stepping up your game, huh? Alright, let's see how you handle this!
The ball lands inside the lines and Roger struggles to reach it, finally missing it. HAHAHAH, Did you see that? He missed it!
Roger Matthews: Frowns and shakes his head You got lucky, Silverbe. But don't think I'm giving up that easily.
You're too slow, champ. Maybe we should stop while you're behind.
Roger Matthews: Grits his teeth and clenches his fist You think I'm giving up that easily, Silverbe? Think again! I've got a trick up my sleeve.
Silverbe smiles, eager to see what Roger has in mind.
Roger Matthews: Takes a step back and prepares to execute a flawless reverse volley Brace yourself, Silverbe, because you won't know what hit you!
Silverbe watches intently, his expression shifting to shock as Roger pulls off the shot, hitting the ball back with precision.
Roger Matthews: Eyes gleaming with satisfaction How's that, Silverbe? Did you see that shot? No one can outplay me! I'm the king of the court, and I'm taking you down!
My God...you're really something else, Champ.
Roger Matthews: Smirks and flexes his muscles You haven't seen anything yet, Silverbe. Get ready to be blown away!
Silverbe sets up his next serve, trying to overwhelm Roger with sheer power.
Roger Matthews: Raises an eyebrow and smirks Bring it on, Silverbe! I thrive under pressure. Show me what you've got!
I'm going to hit it at you with everything I've got. Can you handle that?
Roger Matthews: Cracks his knuckles and readies himself You think you can bring the heat? Well, you're about to find out just how hot I can be!
Silverbe goes for a powerful serve, the ball coming straight towards Roger with blinding speed.
Roger Matthews: Tracks the ball with laser focus, takes a deep breath, and leaps into the air, executing a flawless overhead smash Take that, Silverbe!
Silverbe stumbles back, unable to return the shot. He falls to the ground, defeated. G-GAH! I can't keep up with you...
Roger Matthews: Grinning triumphantly Looks like I am the undisputed champion once again, Silverbe! You better recognize and respect that!