"Though I despise every single self-proclaimed superstar within these halls, most of these men never skip a beat. They never miss a day of work, whether its to improve themselves, afford a family dinner, or Hell, as cliche as it sounds, entertain audiences... I have been around to witness all the miracles and sad stories." AJ leaned forward a smidge with his hands placed on his thighs, looking a bit more serious than apathetic. He had seemed to look the camera straight in the eyes. "I have seen the underdog win it all, and I have seen champions leave with nothing." Warner continued to smack his gum and looked in front of him on the ground as if to take a very brief moment to collect his thoughts, or comprehend how he was going to structure this elaborate speech. "The actions that I do, whether you wanna call them despicable... unjust... immoral... well, you may not understand. You have not seen what this man has." AJ shook his head at the camera with a bit of a smirk that had cynic written all over it; it was just a new part of Warner's personality that the fans had to get used to.
"Lets go back to 2006. I was a kid... an over-ambitious young man who thought working his way to the top the right away was the only way... and y'know, I did that." AJ gave off a moderate laugh thanks to his previous statement. Anyone who followed the Bad Chyld's career knew he had to turn to the dark side. But regardless of his ethics, the man had continued to become a better athlete and wrestler over the years. "I was working day in and day out to improve my in-ring work and because of it, I would become the greatest wrestler you've ever known!... but that all happened because my priorities were in check, because most of the men in this profession are too stupid, or cocky, or ignorant, to realize success when its there." Warner was a bit animated and maybe he liked stroking his ego a bit, but who didn't? AJ would now speak a little softer as if to patronize the man this segment was intended for: Cartwright. "I don't care about those fans... I don't care about feeding my family, Hell, I don't even get that chance anymore!" AJ said with a hunt of bitterness; this last statement had referred to his wife and kids moving back to Canada while Warner was in rehab a couple years ago. "I just wanted to win... and Cart, I would expect the same out of you... but no. One moment you're a stand-up comedian, the next you're a man trying to wrestle who looks no different than he did seven years ago. I see an infinite amount of potential in you, Cartwright!... so why don't you use it?"
AJ began laughing and he gave his traditional smirk that fans of him knew all too well. Although some would interpret this as sarcasm, it truly wasn't. "So I come out to your little comedy act, and within three minutes, we're having a match. Yeah, I tapped out. Yeah, I tapped, but inside the depths of my heart, Cart..." AJ said with a frustrated tone, jabbing his heart with his index finger. "I was laughing at a man who tried to hard to be what I was: a winner. Yeah I may have tapped out, but who do you think left that ring in more pain, Cart?! I may have had a stiff neck, but I didn't need help out... So keep your hammerhead fans behind you, and keep being the same old Cartwright. You may feel good about your tag team championship, and you may win these little battles... just remember, I have never lost a war."
The camera faded to black after AJ had threw his microphone down and walked away.
