(Suddenly, the lights in the arena dim and the top of the entrance ramp is engulfed with smoke. "Know Your Enemy" by RATM begins to blare throughout the arena and suddenly, a figure is seen standing inthe midst of the smoke. He steps forward and low and behold, it's none other than 1/2 of the EWA Tag Team Champions and the EWA Hardcore Champion...Jack Daniels. Daniels has both belts, one draped over each shoulder, making an "x" across his chest with the straps of the belt. Daniels makes his way to ringside with his trusty bottle of Old No.7. Daniels always finds time to stop along his way and taunt the crowd a bit, just piss them off a bit more. Daniels finally hits the ring and is handed a mic and begins speaking...)

Jack Daniels: Well...well...oh fuckin' well. Buffalo, New York. Now don't get your panties in a bunch Buffalo, Jack Daniels ain't here to knock on all of ya pathetic suns a bitches tonight, cuz quite frankly, I'm here for 'nother reason. Although, this is a fuckin' hell hole if Jack Daniels has ever seen one *generates some crwod heat*. Thank ya...thank ya...good to see Buffalo still has a few people left with a brain. Now as of late, there have been a helluva lot of people talkin' outta their asses and sayin' that Jack Daniels has got himself a big head. Well, I don't have to remind ya bastards that Jack Daniels IS one half of the EWA Tag Team Champs and the EWA Hardcore Champ. Hell, Jack Daniels and F.T.W. are runnin' shit 'round here...we're callin' the shots...we're decidin' who holds what titles and who doesn't. We're decidin' whose carreer ends and whose goes one. We're decidin' who lives and who dies. And Jack Daniels is here tonight to make yet 'nother decision that effects every sorry sunuva bitch in the locker room in the back.

Ya see, throughout all of his carreer, Jack Daniels has been a man of gold. He's held just 'bout every piece of gold worthy of holdin'. And today, Jack Daniels stands in front of ya sixteen pounds heavier than normal. And that's just one of the problems layin' on my drunken shoulders. Ya see, as of late, everyone has been wantin' a piece of Jack Daniels, and hell, who could blame 'em. I mean everyone wants to be in the spotlight, but what they fail to realize is that this is Jack Daniel's spotlight...and ONLY Jack Daniel's. I mean ya got Evan Douglas bitchin' and whinin' 'bout havin' his ass handed to him at WrestleCade II. By the way Evan, stay away from that hospital food...it'll kill ya and your bitch. Than ya got Kanyon, takin' my liquor and pissin' in the bottle. Now Kanyon, you're almost there. Yeah, ya are supposed to stick your inch and a half in a hole...but not quite the hole ya were thinkin' of last night. Keep searchin' though, one of these days, ya'll finally find it. Now since none of ya undeservin' motherfuckers can have my spotlight, Jack Daniels is gonna give ya something else, bein' that he's such in a givin' mood. Jack Daniels is givin' back a piece of the EWA history right back at ya and is givin' some other bastards the right to beat the livin' hell outta each other for it. *Daniels takes the EWA Hardcore Title off of his shoudler and holds it out* Piece of history? This ain't no fuckin' piece of history. This title right here is meaningless. The EWA Hardcroe Title is a piee of tin foil that two sorry sunuva bitches decided to fight for one day cuz they had absolutely no rasslin' skill what-so-fuckin'-ever in their bodies. And quite frankly, Jack Daniels has more skill and talent in his left middle finger than most of the people on this roster do all together. Fuck the EWA Hardcore Title. It represents ABSOLUTELY FUCKIN' NUTTIN'! I mean, if a legend like Jack Daniels can't bring any sense of decency or respect to this title, then who could? That's right...NOBODY! *Daniels drops the Hardcore Title directly on the floor* Any motherfucker want a quick title to add to their list? Well here it is motherfuckers. *Daniels takes a swig fromhis bottle and then pours most of the liquor onto the title. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a match, lights it...SWOOOOSH! DANIELS JUST SET THE EWA HARDCORE TITLE ON FIRE!* Think of it this way, Jack Daniels just save every single one of ya an ass whoopen. Cuz there ain't no one...and Jack Daniels means NO ONE who would have been able to put out this fire under my drunken ass. Jack Daniels has got bigger and better things to worry 'bout than some meaningless, piece of shit title.

(Daniels drops the mic on the canvas and looks down at the EWA Hardcore Title going up in flames. Dnaiels eventually leaves the ring and leaves the Hardcore burning...)