It's Monday morning in Greenwich, Connecticut. We are in the house of , Chip Horton. Chip isn't in a good mood after Saturday's , he was wrongfully screwed out of the match by Truth,
*Chip's thoughts* That damn asshole...That stupid, stupid...As...Wait...I don't need to swear at Truth, he'll just go on at me about not being a good roll model or some crap like that. But why? If he wanted a Title shot, why not work for it? Now he's got to face no one, he is granted a free pass unto the next round. ...But, just my luck, there was no referee to call the submission...Then comes the whole Truth incident...Which I don't want to relive. The darkest day in the ring for me. But, you know what, I'll hold that , and I'm kinda glad it was Truth who screwed me if anyone. Because now, I'll probably get a chance at wrestling him. Why do I want to wrestle Truth again? I want to make my dismall record against him less dismall, and I don't care what length's I have to go to to do that. So enjoy that victory truth cause in due time we will see each other...