[Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers. The crowd gives a mixed reaction.   Nic Totopoulous comes out from behind the curtain with his UWA United States Championship belt.  He makes his way down the ramp toward the ring.  He's not wasting any time to get down.
 

 

He walks around the ring to grab a microphone.  He rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring.  He walks to the middle of the ring, the music stops, and he begins to address the sold out UWA audience.]

I'm gonna keep this short and sweet.  T-Money, tomorrow night is the big night.  Tomorrow night is the night that everything comes to an end.  Your push here in the UWA will take an abrupt end.  Mine will probably be the same seeing as how a victory over yourself isn't that great an accomplishment.  You see, last Saturday was the last straw.  Last Saturday night on Stranglehold you put me over the edge.  You made me want to beat you even more than before.  You made me want to embarass you even more than before.  T-Money, you had better not plan on smoking any of the riefer before our match on Monday night.  If you do, it's going to be a short night for me, and a long night for you at the hospital.  Yep, I get to leave, and you get to take a ride in the ambulance.  T-Money, this is the main event, this is the match that everyone is waiting for.  Things betweent the two of us have been really heating up over the last week.  Most of it has been your own doing.  It is almost as if you want to make me angry.  You don't want me to be angry.  When I'm angry I become more focused, my punches are harder, I become more crisp with everything I do, everything.  Now you see, last Saturday as I said before was the straw that broke the camels back.  That chair shot you took to my head might have been your biggest, and last mistake.  T-Money, I am furious.  But you will see me channel this fury and rage in an all out attack on you.  Now I know exactly what you did to Marcus Luster.  But let me tell you this, I'm not worried about that.  I'm not Marcus, I'm Nic Totopoulous.  I am wiser, stronger and more skilled that Luster.  I know the little tricks you might try to pull.  I know what you can do, and I'm not going to let you do it.  T-Money, prepare or beware, because I'm coming for blood.  I'm gonna beat you from pillar to post in that squared circle.  T-Money, I'll see you in the ring.
 

 

Now, as for Joe Traupman.  You really do have a big mouth.  Ever since you got here you have been telling everyone your opinion about everything.  From who you thought was crap to who you thought had some talent.  But of course, no one can compare to your T-Money right?  No one is as good at T-Money right?  Well I've got news for you, T-Money has met his match.  He has met the UWA United States Champion.  He has met the best wrestler in the United States.  He has me, Nic Totopoulous.  Joe, you keep yapping, and T-Money keeps doing your dirty work.  But just once I would like to finish you off.  I would like to shut your mouth.  I know that if T-Money can't get the job done, then you will just move on to someone else to use as a puppet.  But unfortunately you will still be around.  You will still be here to piss everyone, especially myself off.  So this is what I'm gonna do.  When I finish pinning T-Money one, two, three, you will see the Tickin' Time Bomb of Destruction destruct you.  Well, you might not see it because I might punch your eyes shut, but everyone in the arena and watching at home will see it.  They will see the end of Joe Traupman.  They will see the end of T-Money, and they will see the triumph of Nic Totopoulous.

So T-Money, I hope you are ready, because I am ready for the fight of my life.  I am ready to be put to the limit.  I am ready to kick your ass.  T-Money, I'll see you in the ring.  And Joe Traupman, if you are lucky, I won't see you at all.  The time for talking is over!

[Nic Totopoulous drops the microphone.  Raising Fear by Armored Saint again hits the speakers.  Totopoulous climbs through the ropes and out of the ring.  He walks back up the ramp, through the curtain and backstage.  The music stops and the show continues.]