The camera scans the crowd that's cheering at the start of the show, the titantron and the screens showing off the Exodus logo before it all goes dark and the music hits. When the music picks up, Wolfman saunters out, his hoodie hiding his face as he walks to the middle of the stage, a mic in hand and signals the music to be cut off. He pulls the hoodie back, looking around the arena before he speaks. "Last week, I faced the champion, and I lost.." his fingers pull his hair back "I am not going to make excuses. Last week. He was the better man. I was the rookie and he was the champion." He slowly starts to walk from one side of the stage to the other. "While many would prefer to make excuses, I prefer to own up to it. I made some mistakes, he capitalized. End of story." He takes a second to scan the crowd again. "This week, I've got a triple threat match. And it's gonna be match of the night. Not because of a title, for nothing else other than the fact that it's going to have 3 wrestlers who know how to put on a great match. It's going to be amazing. This week, I wont make mistakes. And at the end of the match, it'll be my hand that's raised in victory"