"Good Morning (ok afternoon, we slept in) Fantasia!
I'm Ben Dover and we are here today with Grand Supreme Emperor General Ziechael…"
*Ziechael glares at the host* "Errm, I think you'll find you missed some titles there Ben."
*Ben continues without missing a beat* "Whose full title wouldn't fit into the time slot we have available, nor would do his magnificence justice."
*A wink from Ziechael* "Good save."
"Now the question on everybody's lips today is: What do you think of the tournament so far? Are we safe… I mean, does it meet your expectations?"
"A good question, is Amanda not here today?"
"Err, no, she works on the sports show."
"So it's just going to be you interviewing me…?"
"Yes… Is that ok?"
"Meh, I suppose so… What was the question?"
"What do you think of the tournament so far?"
"Well things have only just got started really, but so far everything is going well. The teams are playing like their lives depend on it…"
"…Do they?"
"No, of course not… well not entirely anyway… interrupt me again and yours will be significantly shorter than expected though."
"Sorry."
"You will be. Anyway, AS I WAS SAYING, the matches have been exciting and have turned up some unexpected results which is exactly what the initial start-up rules were set in place to achieve. I personally can't wait for the rest of the group stages to see how it all pans out."
"You must be pleased with your own team the Hurricanes?"
"Indeed I am, it was essential to get that first win under our belts, the manager and I had a very clear understanding on that front. He has his children back now."
"That's good to hear. So Ziechael what improvements do you think could be made to the format ready for next seasons tournament?"
"I'm hoping to introduce a more rigid team selection process, these clones have been very expensive and not entirely reliable. However it requires a lot of time to do anything like this and I just hope my time and effort have been appreciated."
"They have, and on that front was this a vanity project?"
"Of course it was you moron, I raised an army, took control of a country and all so I could run a Football Tournament. If that isn't the definition of vanity then I'm not sure what is."
"…Well, the dictionary defines it as…"
"Oh shut up… so Amanda isn't here at all?"
"No, like I said, she works on the sports show."
"Hmm… where is their studio?"
"Next door…?"
"OK thanks, it's been a pleasure, see ya." *Ziechael gets up and starts to remove his microphone*
"But you can't leave, we haven't finished yet."
"Yes we have." *Clicks his fingers*
*Two large and scary men enter the shot and converge on Ben, who screams…*