We?re backstage at InterAction, and the fans are fully prepared for the upcoming bout between Chris Linden and Damon Black. Cameras are on the Hype Machine, Damon Black as he goes through his usual routine of doing a little shadowboxing and stretching out for his match. As he walks down the hall, he?s eventually stopped by the ?illustrious? Carl Tuckerson. He seems a little apprehensive about speaking to Damon, since the last conversation they had with a bit awkward, but he take a big gulp and speaks. Carl Tuckerson: Um, Damon? I was wondering if- Damon Black: Relax, man. Damon gives Carl a firm pat on the shoulder, which almost sends the fragile son of a bitch tumbling to the floor. Damon Black: Sorry about the last time we talked? I think I let my anger get the best of me. Carl Tuckerson: So? you aren?t going to punch me in the face? Damon Black: Nope. Carl Tuckerson: Are you sure? Damon Black: Yep. Carl Tuckerson: Are you po- Damon Black: You?re pushing it. Carl Tuckerson: Okay. Tonight, Damon, you?ll be facing off against Chris Linden in a grudge match of sorts. You?ve been the object of Linden?s attention for the past few weeks, and during the last edition of Octane, he and Ruben Johnson were able to score a victory against you and Kurt Cassidy? how are you feeling going into your match with Chris tonight? Damon chuckles to himself and shakes his head a bit before crossing his arms and looking back at Carl. Damon Black: If I were your clich?, stereotypical professional wrestler, the first thing I?d do right now is stand here and blabber on about how the loss didn?t count because I didn?t get pinned. But I?m not going to do that. I?m man enough to stand here, look you in the eye and tell you that Linden and Ruby knew exactly what they were doing. Hell, it could?ve been me that sprinted into the ring while seeing nothing but red. It is what it is. Those two sons of bitches got the one-up on us, but I?m not about to sit here and be bitter about it. What I am going to do? is redeem myself. Because tonight, I get Chris Linden one-on-one, and I don?t plan on getting a flash victory like the last time we stepped into the ring together. Chris has a world of hurt coming his way, and for every f-bomb he?ll drop in whatever tirade he has planned for me, I can guarantee that I?ll match all those profanities with just as many boots to the face. Carl Tuckerson: Forgive me if I push any of your buttons, Damon? but you seem a lot more relaxed than you did the last time you spoke about Chris Linden. Is there any reason for that? Damon Black: There actually is. I was on the verge of letting my anger get the best of me. Chris screwed me out of my shot at Daniel Shine?s World Championship, a World Championship that I believe I still have the rights to. All I had to do was take out the Shitkicker Supreme, and I was well on my way to doing that? then Linden?s jealousy got the best of him. He felt the need to get involved in my match, and because of that, instead of me being in the main event and getting my revenge, the artist formerly known as Malice gets a shot at the gold. I could be mad about that. Hell, I should be mad about that. A lot of people may have forgotten about this already, but just a few months ago, I beat Daniel Shine fair and square. The World Championship was mine, and it got snatched away. Why? Because Daniel Shine was angry. He was pissed off and he was bitter because what was mine wasn?t his. He was upset because he?d have to go home, look in the mirror and realize that for that night, I was the better man. He couldn?t deal with that, so he stuck to his selfish ways and took what was mine. Now a few months later, I?m sitting here with one of the biggest victories of my career under my belt but nothing to show for it. Then what happens? Chris Linden screws me out of winning the Beat the Clock challenge and getting my title shot. Why? Because he was angry. He?s bitter that when he looks in the mirror, he can?t even see his own reflection. He sees me staring back at him because I am everything that he?s always wanted to be. When I walk down that ramp, people chant my name. They hold up signs with pictures of my face on it. Whenever I leap into the air and crush somebody?s skull with the Relapse or pull somebody into the Long Island Lockdown, those fans collectively lose their minds. But when Chris Linden even walks through the curtain? Long Island?s Finest holds up a finger to his mouth and looks at Carl, motioning for him to be quiet. A few seconds pass and Damon speaks again. Damon Black: Silence. You can hear crickets. But even worse than that, if Chris gets lucky? they boo him. They boo him all the way back to Chicago because for as good as he claims to be, he doesn?t sell as much merchandise as me. He isn?t as good in the ring as me. He isn?t as good on the microphone as me. If you were to take a poll of who?s better, Damon Black or Chris Linden? Damon Black wins every single time. And that eats away at Chris. It makes him mad, so mad that he can?t even control himself. He can?t even finish a sentence without cursing because he?s so pissed off about it. So with all of that being said, Carl? the reason that I?m not angry? is because I simply can?t afford to be. If I got mad every time I lost a match or didn?t get an opportunity that I felt I deserve? I?d be just like Chris Linden. Let me remind you again what happened to Kurt Cassidy. When Ruben egged him on out there, he lost his mind, rushed into the ring and cost us the match. When you let your anger wind you, you make decisions that you shouldn?t. You get yourself thrown into situations that you could avoid altogether. The entire reason I?m wrestling Chris Linden tonight is because he?s angry about his inferiority. And that same reason is why when he gets into the ring with me, he doesn?t even stand a chance. Damon steps forward and cracks his knuckles, clearing his throat and looking straight into the camera as he addresses Chris Linden. Damon Black: Some people would say that this has been a long time coming. We?ve crossed paths and wrestled for the same companies time and time again, but I?d say that we?re overdue for a collision course. You want my spot. I completely understand that. Every time you open your mouth, you ramble on and on about me being handed opportunity after opportunity? maybe you?re right, Chris. You might be spot-on with that one. I?m damn good, even you know that, but people just simply like to see me tearing it up in the main event. You know why? Because I know I deserve to be there. When you look into my eyes, you don?t see a jealous, bitter shell of a man that can?t even stand to live with himself. You see a champion. You see the Hype Machine. You see a guy that riles up the crowd every single damn time that he steps through that curtain. Because when it comes to this wrestling thing, I put my all into it. It might be stupid and there are probably a million other things I could?ve chosen to do with my life, but I am here. Night in and night out, I put everything into this because it?s all I know how to do. That?s why guys like Trent Eden give me opportunities. Because I don?t whine and complain about my spot, I push everybody aside and make my spot. People admire the fact that I can shut my damn mouth, kick some ass and earn my respect. But YOU? all you?ve ever done is complain. Every once and awhile, you manage to get the ball rolling? but what do you do with it? You try punting it as hard as you can into the goal, but you end up wildly kicking it off the field every time. I?m not going to say that you aren?t good, Linden. You are. If you weren?t, then when we fought, I?d put you down in seconds. But you always put up a hell of a fight. If you could get that chip off your shoulder, then maybe? just maybe you could get the opportunities you crave. Maybe you could be considered to be a champion. ? But you?re angry. You see red. You get pissed off, and all you want to do is hurt people. That anger drives you to do and say things that you probably don?t even mean, and that?s when people start seeing you through a different lens. They don?t see a guy that?s been around for a hell of a long time and should probably have done more with his career by now. They see a whining, seething, teething crybaby that needs to get his skull stomped in. And I don?t say that out of anger? I say that out of truth. You want opportunities, Chris? You want championships? You want respect? Then you have to earn it. I know that you can? ? Unfortunately for you, tonight isn?t going to be that night. Damon cracks his neck a few times before continuing. Damon Black: For as good as you are? you just aren?t better than me. You never have been, and you never will be. I want you to understand that before the bell rings tonight. You can make something of yourself, Chris. I will look you in the eye and tell you that if you shut up and put up, then this business will start to respect you. This business will start to give you those title shots and media days that you?ve always craved. But the tragic part of all of this? is that as long as I?m in the picture, as long as both you and I are still breathing, then this will never be the Chris Linden Show. It will always be about me. That?s what makes you sick to your stomach. And I know you?ll probably say that if that?s the case, then you?ll just have to kill me. That?s fine. Bring guns, bring knives, bring bombs and bring whatever the hell else you need to finish the job. No matter what you throw at me, I?m stronger than death. That?s why with every hollow World Championship victory I score that gets thrown away, I don?t give up. That?s why every time somebody like you tries to get in my way and ruin everything that I?ve worked for, I don?t budge. When I get knocked to the bottom of the ladder, I cling to every single rung and pull myself back up to the top again. I don?t get angry? I get better. Maybe one day when you realize that that?s what you have to do succeed, then you?ll have just a tad bit of hope when I?m the guy staring at you from across the ring. But I know that will never happen? and that?s why tonight, no matter what you do, no matter how hard you try? when it?s all said and done, your winner is Long Island?s Finest. ? And you?ll just have to live with that. And with that, Damon turns back toward Carl, winks and steps out of the frame. Tuckerson takes a deep breath, most likely happy that another wrestler didn?t beat him up tonight, as we cut back to ringside.