"I FEEL SO GOOD I FEEL SO NUMB YEAH!!"
As the music blared out over the arena the crowd started to go wild. Michael coming out a few moments later from behind the curtain wearing a slightly different apparrel, rather than his normal headband he wore a backwards black badeball cap and sunglasses. Rather though than his normal side to side routine he also instead moved to the center of the stage and thrust the titel in air, the crowd going nuts for the new champ. He then started the walk down to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans as hw walkked by, even handing the hat wich was pre autographed and the shades to kids wearing michael shirts. He then rolled into the ring and held the title up once more as eh circled aroudn inside of the ring. He the nmotioned for a mic, catching it as usual as the music died down and the lights went back to normal. "OH HELL YEAH IM FEELING GOOD TONIGHT!!" as he said this the fans let out a cheer. "Even with my face looking like it's gone through a meat grinder that is!" HE said this with a laugh and he was kidding, his face wich had been busted open and beaten, not to mention hit with a sledge, had some patchwork. "But you know what, i said it once, and i'll say it again. IT TAKES MORE THAN A SLEDGE SHOT TO KEEP ME OUT OF THIS DAMN RING!!!" HE smiled as he said this and lowered the mic, smiling out into the crowd.