(Continuation of this: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=3&t=23410339#345393197)

Brock demanded a microphone in the tunnel and told the "Entrance controller" guy to play his music. "DUN..DUNDUNDUN..DUN.." the song continued as Lesnar patted the guy's back very hard. Lesnar went through the curtains with his shirt and gym pants on. Brock was facing side ways away from the crowd.

Lesnar turned his head to the ring, as he slowly walked down the ramp. Lesnar slid in the ring and spoke.

"Now--"

Crowd: You screwed up!

The crowd chanted.

"Yes, I did. Now what am I suppost to do with Miz? I would have won any ways. And then, there goes MC Alpha, I don't even have buisness with him yet he strikes me. I have a problem with him now, and I need my vengeance! I demand a match with MC Alpha on Saturday Night LIGHTS!..Vince, get out here and give me my match that I need."