Damn the luck

[Spencer Watts]

The camera opens on Spencer hastily pacing back and forth and rubbing his head.

"Wins don't matter but my jobs on the line because I lost!? Rebel's job is on the line cause he came out to back up a fellow competitor when things are goin sideways!? What the Hell is goin on around here man!?"

Spencer walks up closer to the camera

"Black! I don't know what the Hell has gotten into you or maybe I was just to damn star struck to see it all before but you done messed up now! You've backed me in the corner AND you put another competitors future in my hands!? There aint a soul on this roster that's gonna stop me from saving mine and Rebels lively hoods! As for Assassin... This ass whoopin has been a long time comin boy... I don't know what's gonna be sweeter, takin that ten pounds of gold from off your waist or takin ten pounds of flesh off your body..."

He turns to head out of the locker room

"The war's comin and that first shots bout to be heard loud and clear.."

Spencer slams the door behind him