The show opens up with the fans chanting "Thank you Kid". Dat Kid is standing in the middle of the ring in a suit. The chants don't let up, while Kid tries to hold back a smile. There comes a time where you come to the sudden realization where you can not perform at the level you once did and that time has come for me. The fans start booing. Shut up, God is talking! The fans boo even louder and Kid laughs. Seriously, I have hit my peak and it wasn't last night, it was a long time ago. I tried to hang on as long as I could, but I have become the one word that is synonymous with a certain Wisconsin drunk and that's irrelevant. And I don't want to go out when people have already forgotten me, that's why I had to face Alias last night. I had to remind the fans of what I did and while it wasn't my best match, it was possibly my favorite. So I want to thank Alias for coming out and fighting me in my last match, I appreciate it. I've done a lot here and while I won't be remembered in the same light as other superstars with more accomplished careers than mine, I would like to be remembered as the foundation of this company. We fought off competition for years because the guys who compete here are simply always trying to one up each other. And I watched the guys who were rookies surpass me, guys like Shadow, Trip, and Micheal. While I resented not being "the guy", I cherished being "the man". There wasn't a single feud that I had that felt stale to me or boring or a chore. I felt that my rivalries were something to watch, sometimes even more than what was going on in the main event and I could not have done it without the folks who knew I would not settle for anything mediocre. Looking forward now, there's so much I wish I could do, people I wanted to fight, championships to be won again, but my time is up. Death does not wait for dreams and my career is officially over as of now. Jesus We-Thank you. Dat Kid places the mic at the center of the ring.