Blake pushed Legend back into the wheelchair.
Blake: Too bad for you. For me you will have to make time.
Blake: Legend, I was hoping to run into you before out match tonight, or should I say my first match of the night. Tonight will be very different than the last few times we have met. You see, everything about tonight has to be different.
Blake: The last month or so have been non stop losses. I started this season off with a loss to you. Tonight has to be different.
Blake: You know why? It's my last chance. Every single person in the locker room is afraid. Right now they are free to do whatever they want without having to worry about me. They want me to lose. I am one of the single biggest threats in the locker room. No one wants me back in The Wasteland. The people who support me back there do so knowing full well that that simply means they will be spared from what I can do in that ring. All of these people are running around here bragging about their violence in ring skill, but not a single person back there can hold a candle to me. No one back there could out wrestle me. They can beat me, they can outwit me, but they can not beat me.
Blake: Connoly knows that, should he hold on to that title and I return to the roster he is only keeping it warm for me until I decide to take it back. I would be able to do that without this stupid tournament. But today my career hinges on me winning in the finals. I have to be on my game because not a single person wants to see me win. Not only is everyone in the tournament wanting me to lose, so are all of the Champions, all of the possible contenders, and even the General Manager. D-Maniac knows he wants me back in the locker room for all of the money I bring in, but he knows if I stay around life will be a nightmare for him and everyone else in the roster.
Blake: So Legend? How does it feel to be the first obstacle in my way tonight? Please, take your time I'd rather hear your answer after the match.