*Hardcore Johnny Young is looking at an NRWL poster with his image front and center. It shows him with a championship belt over his shoulder. The poster is from NRWL's first season. Jay Phillips comes up behind Johnny.*
Jay Phillips: Hello Johnny Young! Could I have a word with you?
*Johnny jumps and turns around, startled.*
Johnny Young: Geez, Phillips! Do you really have to sneak up on people like that? What do you want?
JP: I'm sorry. You seem to have been preoccupied with this poster here.
JY: Yes. Do you see this, Phillips? This poster was from an event back when I was champion here. Not so long ago but long ago at the same time. This was early in my career. But now, it's a different time. Aww yeah! I'm in my prime now and that means that championship gold is mine for the taking. There's a tournament coming up very soon. A team based tournament. I, Hardcore Johnny Young, am one of the team captains. Only one man will be the winner of this tournament and I intend to be that man. Why? Because the winner becomes number one contender. I can feel it, Phillips! It is my time! It's why I came back to the NRWL. Destiny!
*Johnny turns back around and stares at the poster. He motions his hands around his waist as if securing a championship belt and nods in approval.*
