Tyson Kidd is interrupted, but not by a theme music. Instead, he is interrupted by the titantron lighting up. It heads backstage where both members of Beer Money; James Storm and Robert Roode are shown having a conversation. The audio hasn't quite kicked in yet, so the first few words aren't heard, but shortly, we can hear everything.
"Cowboy" James Storm: Bobby, last week don't matter. 'Ya still goin' to Wrestlemania. 'Ya still goin' become United States Champion, and 'ya can bet 'ya ass that after 'ya win, the two of us is goin' party!'
Bobby Roode: No James, it does matter. Last week on Raw, I had Del Rio beat in the middle of that ring. Spear, it was over. 1..2..3. Until Ricardo Rodriguez decided to stick his nose in my business. I should have won that match James!
Storm: Bobby, I know Ricky Ricardo stuck his nose in 'ya business, but I stuck my foot in Ricky Ricardo's nose. So 'ya best believe that he ain't goin' be gettin' involved at Wrestlemania, cause if he do, I ain't got no problem doin' it again. 'Ya jus' need to focus on what's goin' on in the here and now Bobby. Ain't no point in worryin' 'bout the past,, ain't nothin' 'ya can do 'bout it. April 8th, Chi-Town baby, I want 'ya to go out there and do what 'ya do best, out wrestle all them boys. 'Ya the best pound for pound wrestler in this match, and I know can't none of them match up wit' 'ya.
Roode: You're damn right! None of them have my charisma. None of them have my talent. None of them have my desire. I am the "It Factor" of professional wrestling damnit! And it's time that I started acting like it. No more worrying about the boys in the back. No more caring about the guys who can't get themselves over. You know what this is about? It's about Beer Money! It's about James Storm, it's about Bobby Roode! It's about proving we can still hang with the top guys, and it starts at Wrestlemania. It starts with my four sorry opponents who think they're somebodys. And it starts with the United States Championship. I am not leaving Chicago without that Championship! I will do everythig in my power to become United States Champion.
Roode grabs his shirt and leaves the locker room, and heads towards the ring. The camera stays focused on Storm momentarily as he looks directly into it.
Storm: Well boys, I don't think it needs to be said, but I'm goin' say it anyway, Sorry About Your Damn Luck!
The cameras head back to the live arena, where the crowd is popping for James Storm's trademark line. They die down for a second as they wait for the arrival of Bobby Roode, and the pop starts once again when.....
I'm Off The Chain!!!....Time To Go Aganist The Grain!!!
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The crowd gets back to their feet as "Off The Chain" starts to play and Bobby Roode makes his way out from behind the curtain. Roode walks out ono the stage and his pyro shoots out from behind him. Bobby stars heading down the ramp with a look of intensity on his face, he's ready for Wrestlemania, ready to be a star. He heads straight to the ring without stopping once. Once he reaches the ring, Roode enters and is handed a microphone from the ringside technician.
Bobby Roode
As cute as all of this has been, it's all irrevelant. All of you can say that you're going to win at Wrestlemania, all of you can say that the United States Championship is going to belong to you, but let me make something clear to each of you, and let me make it as crystal as I possibly can. That United States Championship is mine and mine alone. It belongs to Bobby Roode! Not Hunter, not Tyson, not Alberto and after April 8th, it won't belong to Wade Barrett either. And unlike all of you, I don't need to attempt to convince myself that I'm going to win this match. I know I'm going to win this match. And how do I know? Because the wrestling world is no different than the business world. And I excel when it comes to business. I took over the business world the same way I plan to take over UWF. But I don't plan to take over UWF in a suit and tie, I don't plan on using corporate mergers to become the top man in this company. I plan on beating everyone than stands in my way. And sadly, it starts with the three of you and Hunter Hearst Hemsley.
Roode turns his attention to the man who beat him on Raw last week; Alberto Del Rio.
Alberto Del Rio, congratulations, you beat me last week. Even more impressive, you outsmarted me. You beat half of Beer Money with a beer bottle. Not bad. But there's one problem Berto, you didn't finish me off. You didn't do the one thing that you're known for. You didn't rip my arm out the socket. You didn't put me on the shelf. You gave me the oppourtunity to come back. And Alberto, you're going to regret not taking me out when you had the chance, because now my thoughts and my motivation has changed. I spent the past month trying to put guys like you over Del Rio, and you know what it got me? It got buried, it got me not booked. But when you cracked that beer bottle upside my head Del Rio, it made me change. Why should I give a damn about you? Why should I give a damn about anyone else on this roster? You know what I care about? I care about myself...and I care about that....
Roode points at Barrett's United States Championship while never taking his eyes off Del Rio.
And that Alberto Del Rio, should worry you. Because I'm going to do whatever it takes to get that. I'm going to do what you couldn't do. At Wrestlemania, I'm going to put you in the Crossface, and I'm not going to let go. I don't care if you tap out, I don't care if you get to the ropes, I don't care if you pass out. This time I will be the one showing you no remorse Del Rio. And when it's all said and done, and you're lying at my feet, screaming in pain from the ass kicking I just gave to you, you will realize that you're "destiny" has led you astray. Your destiny hasn't led you to the top of another company Del Rio, you're destiny has simply led you back to me. And this time, it's going to take alot more than a beer bottle to keep me down. So I want you to heed your own advice Alberto, bring everything that you've got, because you're going to need it alot more than I am.
Roode turns his back on Del Rio and scans the ring, until he comes to Tyson Kidd.
Tyson Kidd, the last student of the Hart Dungeon. You talked alot about technicalities and semantics when you came out here Kidd. What was it you said? You still look at this match as yourself versus Wade Barrett because you have beaten Del Rio, and Del Rio has beaten Triple H and myself. That's fine, I'll let you have your logic Tyson, but then there's something else that you said that made me think. You said Del Rio beat Triple H in a match that involved you, he never beat you. Well Tyson, my question to you is why do you think you can beat me? You never beat me just like Del Rio never beat you. Your entire logic is flawed. But come Wrestlemania, we won't have to worry about technicalities, we won't have to worry about semantics. We don't have to worry about any of this, because I am going to take you all out. Whether it be pinfall, submission, knockout, I don't really care, I'm taking you all out. And after I take you out Tyson, nobody's really going to notice. And I say that because for all the talent you have, Tyson Kidd is still as irrevelant as he's always been. You're still just a nobody. Only difference is now, you're a nobody on a bigger stage.
You call yourself the crown prince Tyson when truthfully you're nothing more than a joker. You wonder why people overlook Tyson, it's because everyone knows that you're here today and gone tomorrow. You're nothing more than a name in the wind. When I say I'm the "It Factor" of this business, it's not just to boost my own ego Tyson. It's because I am everything this company needs. Talent, charisma, charm, I've got it all. And unlike you, people know who I am. I actually draw a response. You're not meant for suceess Tyson. The only thing you're meant for is being remembered as the last man trained in that famous dungeon. And even with all that lineage, all that knowledge, and all that talent, Tyson Kidd is still nothing more than a joke.
Roode looks Kidd in the eyes before turning his attention to the United States Champion; Wade Barrett. Bobby's head turns to the United States Championsip, and Roode puts up one finger, signifying that "I'll be with you in a minute". Instead he looks at the hard camera.
Hunter Hearst Hemsely, you've talked a big game over the past few weeks. You talked about how the Cereberal Assassian was back, how the King of Kings was ready to reclaim his throne, and yet here we stand and you are nowhere to be found. It's funny that as soon as you say you left your wife, your lost your balls Hunter.
The crowd pops at the shot taken at Triple H, while Roode continues on.
But Hunter, I'm beginning to think that it's for the best that you don't even show up. Because you're a shell of the man you used to be. The same man who used to cause fear in his opponents, is now the man who has to resort to talking about Owen Hart to get a reaction. You're not the King anymore, you're time has come and gone. It's my time now Hunter, and you can either choose to step aside, or I can move you aside. And if I have to move you aside Hunter, I promise you that it won't be pretty. I compare it to when they had to take Old Yeller around back and put him down. That's you Hunter, come Wrestlemania I will not hesistate to take you out, because I am ready. I am locked, aimed, and ready to kill. April 8th just may be Game Over once and for all.
Bobby Roode now turns his attention to the US Champion.
I'm glad you think that I was the least impressive out of everyone in that tournament. This way when I snap your arm in half at Wrestlemania, it will be even more of a big deal. And when I do that, that crowd reaction you were talking about will be nothing like you've ever heard. Because these people hate having you as United States Champion. And I'm going to be the one to change that. I'm going to show you that I can cut it Wade. I am the best wrestler in this match, and I'm going to put you to shame. When Wrestlemania is over, Wade Barrett won't be remembered as the former European Champion or the first man to pin CM Punk in a year, the only thing Wade Barrett will be remebered for is being the man who dropped the title to Bobby Roode.
Roode looks back at Barrett's Championship.
And when you're slinking to the back after I've cracked a rib or made you tap, I want you to remember that you said I couldn't cut it. When you have nothing to your name except a bunch of former titles, remember that the least impressive man in the match is that one that made it happen.
Wrestlemania is right around the corner, and while I may be the least likely name pick to win this match, it's going to happen none the less. The four of you aren't going to stop me from winning the United States Champiopnship and starting the Roode Revolution. The clock is ticking, my time is coming, April 8th, you will all see what the "It Factor" of professional wrestling can do. I will show you all that It Pays to Be Roode.
Roode lowers his mic just in time as....