The Titantron begins to flicker as the audience looks towards the screen. Mad Dog is seen sitting in a dark room. Candles are lit around him and blood splatters are seen on the wall behind him. Clad in a flannel shirt, his long hair is wet and messy as he sits with his back against the wall staring angrily into the camera. The Platinum Championship is seen sitting in his lap.

"GPWL - I'm pissed off. And when I'm pissed off, things better happen. I have a very serious situation that needs rectifying as soon as possible. You see, there's currently a dilemma involving myself and the GPWL Championship and the problem is that not only am I not the champion, even if I am the number one man in not only GPWL, but professional wrestling in general, but I haven't even recieved my guaranteed title match promised me by Mrs Paige. I've earned it for sure - I won my tag team match against Kennedy and then beat him cleanly in a non-title match! Everyone in not only this company, but the business at large can clearly see that this is the year of the Dog. This is my time to shine. I'm the man who gets reactions and I'm the man the crowd will love whether or not I have to beat the respect I deserve into each and every one of them. GPWL, I am not requesting, but demanding that I get my promised title match and my guaranteed title reign. GPWL - I'm Mad Dog and this is my yard."

The Titantron fades as the program continues...