Cowards game.

[Spencer Watts]

Watts is sitting in the locker room backstage after Assault with welts still fresh on him from the altercation with Beckett. He takes a drink from a foam cup and sets it on the bench next to his towel.

Watts: "Let me start out by apologizing to Zero for underestimating you. You and your boys may not be the most popular set of individuals back here, but you and I both put on a hell of a match out there. I still don't like you, but you've got my respect."

Watts takes the cup and raises it to the camera before taking another drink.

Watts: "And speaking of people I don't like, Bitch Made Beckett... You know for someone who don't wanna step in the ring with The Blueprint, you sure as hell have a funny way of sliding in where you didn't belong... What's the matter, seeing actual talent in the Light Heavyweight Division spooking you? Seeing the likes of myself and Pantaro go out there and put in the work to keep this Division relevant, while you sit at Your Mothers kitchen table sippin unsweet tea and stuffin that punching bag you call a face with cookies... That must really get under your skin.."

Watts gets up and moves closer to the camera

Watts: "The bottom line is this... You can't dodge me forever, and when you look in the mirror and see them stitches, I want you to remember that Spencer Watts put those there... The Blueprint put that cut in your face... And you started this whole thing son... I was just starting to come to terms with proving myself again and holdin down the Light Heavyweight Division till Black and You had no choice but to give me my rematch... But you wanted to play stupid games, you wanted to interrupt my match... Play stupid games, win stupid prizes son... Think about that."


The camera fades as Spencer grabs his bag and leaves.