Watts after Battle Royal

[Spencer Watts]

A camera catches up with Spencer as he's leaving the arena. He turns back and catches a glimpse of the camera and smirks.

"One of these days yall are gonna catch up to me to ask about how I feel being the new champion. Not today though."

Watts tosses his bag in the bed of his truck.

"All these weeks that have passed by and there's always a reason or excuse for why I didn't come out with that big win.. I've been cheated by a blind ref, I've been out wrestled by the boss, and I've been jumped by The Union.. But tonight, this loss was all on me. I knew I had a big match tonight with a title opportunity on the line and I let my temper get the better of me. I decided to attack The Union and get my ass beat and tossed out into the hall."

Watts moves to the driver side door and pops the heavy metal door open.

"You take my temper and add in the caliber of wrestlers in that Eight Man Battle Royal and you get Spencer Watts not standing a snowball's chance in hell of getting the job done. With that being said, I'm gonna go home and clear my headspace. Get back to the roots of Spencer Watts. When I get back I'll get in there at one hundred percent and go with whoever answers the open challenge."

Watts climbs in the truck and slams the door.

"Now don't think I forgot about you Gehenna. I may have made a bad choice jumping in on you and the boys. Me and you are gonna meet up in that squared circle one way or another. When that day comes..."

Watts gets a big smile across his face.

"I'm gonna cave your damn head in!"

The truck fires up as a cloud of smoke shoots out of the tailpipe as he drives off