.:: Camera comes on and you see a defeated looking Damien Sandow sitting in a dark locker room. He has a towel over his head and he is looking down at his cell phone, which is the only light in the room. The camera man knocks on the door. ::.
Damien Sandow: Enter, but for God’s sake keep the light off!
.:: Camera man enters the room and leaves the light off. He zooms in on Sandow who is still looking down at his phone. After a couple of moments Sandow looks up from his phone, his face barely being able to be seen. ::.
Damien Sandow: Ryder, I am going to make this short and sweet. I have lost the faith. The faith in myself. Nothing I have been doing lately is working. I have trained hard; I have been focusing on nothing but wrestling. Wrestling, one of the only things I love. Apparently that doesn’t work for me. I keep losing to a “monster” that is trying harder to impress a woman than he is trying to impress the EBWF universe. I was thinking about that earlier and that is when it hit me! Right in the face like a fish swung by one of those Chinese fish workers. “Damien, you have to find someone to impress too. Just to take your mind off of your losing streak.” This woman is not going to be a woman though. My focus is going to be on the masses. Starting at Aftermath I will begin to convert them all in to fans. I don’t need followers. I don’t deserve followers. I need people that believe in me and people that trust me. Different right? Like I said, it’s time to try something different because what I have been doing recently is not working. Zack I know we can put on the match of the show. I know we could steal the show! Bring your best and I will do the same. At the end of the night, may the best man win!
.:: Sandow looks down at his phone again and then immediately looks back up with a smile on his face. ::.
Damien Sandow: Woo, Woo, Woo, You’re Welcome!
.:: End ::.