DOP: Boy, you just don't get it, do you? It's all about strategy. Of course, I don't expect you, or anyone else here to know what strategy is. You see, any brain dead moron can have their mind set on the biggest, best prize. While I admit, being the first to hold the World title would be nice, I am also realistic. I don't subscribe to everyone else's fantasy reality. I fully realize my chances of winning, along with my strengths and weaknesses, and I know that I might not win. You, too, have to realize your chances, which as of now are less than mine, because I don't plan on losing to you, boy. You're just another young punk, believing himself to be immortal, capable of anything, Hell bent on winning it all. I have won it all in the past. It was glorious. I was at the top of the world. That was then. I've been champion, I've lost championships, and I kept on going. After a few years, I realized that physical glory is not what it seems. It looks pretty on paper, but the nostalgia wears off. Now I have a more personal, greater goal. It started with D-Dawg, who is no longer here. It will continue with you, Lars. And after I put you on the shelf, it will continue. While it is very cliche to say that a new era is here, this time, it's very true. My goal is simple. I will destroy everyone here. I won't win every match, but everyone will feel my awesome wrath. So enjoy your drinks, beaches, cars, women, and all that. When we meet, I WILL slaughter you. I promise.