About five years ago a war was brewing. It was not a war over geographic boundaries, religion, human rights, or energy resources. It was not one of the ordinary wars we see repeated in history from ancient times to the present. This war was BG East's personal concoction. Alexander, Caesar, Genghis Khan, Washington, Churchill, and W had had their wars, so The Boss decided he needed a war of his own. It would be a war over bragging rights and nothing more, fought on North American soil between Canada and the USA. It would be a war by, for, and about wrestlers - over which of the two nations has the baddest asses and the toughest heroes, about which nation's grapplers can wear the skimpiest gear, and about which wrestlers, in a clinch, can rally themselves from almost certain defeat and rip their opponents to shreds in one climactic, rousing show of one-upmanship.