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Dolph Ziggler’s entrance music blares out of the speakers, and the crowd explodes in cheers! After the drums kicks in, Ziggler makes his way out onto the stage, with his Ironman Championship facing his back. Ziggler, as cocky as he can be, struts over to the end of the stage. Ziggler throws his arms in the air, hyping up the fans as he does his signature spin, with his back now facing the cameras. Ziggler shakes his hips, as he faces the cameras once again, circling the championship to his waist as he continues his entrance down the ramp, soaking in the cheers from the fans in the process. Ziggler makes his way past the ramp, as he walks over to the side of the ring. Ziggler slides on the apron, as he goes to enter the ring, before stopping and sitting on the middle rope, staring at the fans with a smirk across his face. Ziggler enters the ring as he jumps on the middle turnbuckle, soaking in the cheers once again, with a smirk across his face. Ziggler hops off the turnbuckle, as he grabs a microphone, before speaking.
Dolph Ziggler: Wow, you guys are killing me. Did someone forget to tell you that I’m usually supposed to be the heartless bad guy who you all try to boo out of the building? The audience begs to differ with the recent statement, as they continue show support to Dolph, who embraces the moment. Well, if that’s the way we’re playing, fine by me. I guess I always was too damn good to be bad!
The fans explode in cheers, and Dolph awaits for the cheering to die down, before continuing on.
Dolph Ziggler: With that being said, I’m the Ironman Champion. No big deal, right? Dolph grins, as the fans explode in boos, before waving his hand, shutting down the noise. I’m guessing the cheers solidifies that this actually is a VERY big deal. Because for far too long, you people have had to suffer by going through this show with Homicide as your champion. You people had to go through the insults, the disrespect, and much worst. Not any longer, because starting tonight, the Dolph Ziggler era officially begins! Come Anarchy, we’re continuing to move in the right direction by opening the show in style! What better way could there be to kick-off Anarchy than with the hottest star in this company, and the champion that everyone has paid their money to see? There’s NO better way, and I guaran-damn-tee you people will not be disappointed!
Dolph nods his head, as he hypes up the fans even more. Dolph scans the arena, with a smirk across his face, as he continues to speak.
Dolph Ziggler: You people will not be disappointed, even if you had to go through my opponent this week before I got out here. And after hearing his speech, I’d be VERY disappointed. Dolph sarcastically shakes his head in disappointment, as he focuses on his opponent, Tyson Kidd, continuing to speak. And I’d be very excited at the same time, because you see, Tyson? I like you kid. You’re good, but you’re not Dolph Ziggler good. Less talk about me, and more talk about you because the thing I like the most about you, is the fact you remind me a lot of, well, me. The arrogance, the cockiness, I like it. I like the fact you aren’t afraid of showing your true colors. I like the fact you think everything’s about you, and you’ll do anything to prove to everyone why you believe you’re right. I see A LOT of Dolph Ziggler in you, and that’s not a bad thing at all. I’m glad you idolize me, it’s not like you’re the only one, but whatevs. I like everything about you, but one thing, I don’t like how you think you’re going to be the one who’ll win come Anarchy, because sorry to break it to you, that’s MY job, kid.
Dolph shrugs his shoulders, before immediately continuing.
Dolph Ziggler: Word of advice. Don’t get TOO ahead of yourself. You won, what, three matches and you already believe you’re the best this company has to offer? That’s an ironic thing to say, because a wise man once told me, in order to be the best, you have to beat the best. And Tyson? You haven’t even faced the best yet. The funny thing is though, you’re LOOKING at him. The fans erupt in cheers for the Ironman Champion, who awaits for the cheering to die down a bit, before continuing. Now, you may be some kind of “golden boyâ€, the flavor of the month, whatever you want to call it. And that’s fine, that’s okay. Because it doesn’t change the fact that I have always been and will always be the single greatest thing about this company! Enjoy the attention, Tyson, because after Anarchy? You can might as well kiss it goodbye.
The smirk on Dolph’s face increases in size, as he lowers the microphone down by his side.