Travis' theme blasts through the arena's speakers. Travis comes out from the backstage curtains and slowly makes his way to the ring. He grabs a mic and takes a good look at the crowd that is half booing him and half cheering him.
Travis Touchdown: Ok cut the music, cut the music. I don't have all day. So I'll make it as short as possible. I know why some of you are protesting and some of you are still chanting my name. If you were lucky enough to watch the last PPV, either in this arena or at home, you all know what happened. I finally got rid of that losing bunch of wannabe champions, the Mafia. And how did I do that? By making DJ, cough out more blood than he already did. The look on all of your faces it was priceless.
The crowd boos/cheers him once again
Travis Touchdown: Stop booing. You don't know what it was like being in the Mafia. They thought that they were going to use me to get on top, but what happened was something else. I used them to reach higher than I ever did. But they started slowing me down and making the Mafia an open place. Anyone could enter! And those are the first signs of a stable that is slowly sinking. A smart man knows when to leave the boat if he doesn't want to end up dead in the sea. And that's what I did. So goodbye, syonara, au revoir, ciao and all that jazz. Time for me to move on to something way better.
Travis waves goodbye towards the backstage
Travis Touchdown: Oh and DJ, since you wanted some answers. Crying every single tear of your body, trying to know what happened. Here are the answers. We never were a team, you never were Hardcore, and you'll never be a true champion. You'll always live in the shadow of those who control the Mafia. Here's a sound advice: leave while you still can.
Travis gets booed and a bunch of people start chanting Mafia
Travis Touchdown: Wow, you really are a bunch of morons. Anyway enough about this. It's time for me to show you my future. The new goals that I've set myself are about to be revealed in front of you. So without any further ado, let me introduce the real champion. HACK3R!!!
Travis Touchdown: Ok cut the music, cut the music. I don't have all day. So I'll make it as short as possible. I know why some of you are protesting and some of you are still chanting my name. If you were lucky enough to watch the last PPV, either in this arena or at home, you all know what happened. I finally got rid of that losing bunch of wannabe champions, the Mafia. And how did I do that? By making DJ, cough out more blood than he already did. The look on all of your faces it was priceless.
The crowd boos/cheers him once again
Travis Touchdown: Stop booing. You don't know what it was like being in the Mafia. They thought that they were going to use me to get on top, but what happened was something else. I used them to reach higher than I ever did. But they started slowing me down and making the Mafia an open place. Anyone could enter! And those are the first signs of a stable that is slowly sinking. A smart man knows when to leave the boat if he doesn't want to end up dead in the sea. And that's what I did. So goodbye, syonara, au revoir, ciao and all that jazz. Time for me to move on to something way better.
Travis waves goodbye towards the backstage
Travis Touchdown: Oh and DJ, since you wanted some answers. Crying every single tear of your body, trying to know what happened. Here are the answers. We never were a team, you never were Hardcore, and you'll never be a true champion. You'll always live in the shadow of those who control the Mafia. Here's a sound advice: leave while you still can.
Travis gets booed and a bunch of people start chanting Mafia
Travis Touchdown: Wow, you really are a bunch of morons. Anyway enough about this. It's time for me to show you my future. The new goals that I've set myself are about to be revealed in front of you. So without any further ado, let me introduce the real champion. HACK3R!!!