I sat in my office for two and a half weeks reflecting on my career in the MSN leagues of professional wrestling. It would only add up that I come out the very same way that I came in. Any of my fans would know what way that is and so would anyone else that's followed my career and seen the path's i've taken would know that I came into sport wrestling for a Championship and THE ONLY way that I would leave this league is to be in a Championship match wrestling for a top Championship in the company that signs my paycheck's and allows me to live a life that's only been good to me since I started. Two weeks ago, Ryan Payne debuted and two weeks ago that's when the World Championship division of this company went to shit. The only viable option was to make one of the lower Championships something of a comodidity once again. That Championship is none other then the Intercontinental Championship. At the last pay per view WGEF had, I engaged Salman Van Dam in a match for the number one contendership to that very Championship and as I said I would, as if there was any doubt in anyone's mind, I walked out the winner. I've literally sat in this office of mine for two weeks doing nothing but watching old tapes of mine and seeing what worked and what did not. I've come to one conclusion and that conclusion is that.

::-SP3@R-:: - I can't believe that it took me this long to figure it out.

My wife has come into my office to find me watching the very last Championship match I had.

::-M0n!c@ M@r!3-:: - What? Becuase I don't see it, baby.

I begin to look more closely at my the expression on my face as Tara Wilson hit's the floor and retains her World Championship.

::-SP3@R-:: - God! How could I have been so blind before and not even realize what was happening? I was TOO crazy. I took myself and Chris to the very edge of insanity and once I got there, I didn't bother to stop and just take a look around, I kept going.

My wife takes a deep breath, stands up and walks out of the room. Obviously I have lost her as well. I was TOO crazy for my own good and that's what cost me that World Championship. Rest assured though, I will not go crazy again. I sit back looking at the Twelve World Championship belts in my display case, I then look to the secondary Championships and sat looking at just how many of them i've won during my 6 years of experience on the MSN circut. From Tag Team titles, United States titles, the two Hardcore title from different companies and out of all the Championships i've won I can only think of one that I won from a member of management of a company and that's my first WWE Championship win against Kurt Angle. Now i'm faced once again with facing a half owner of a company who holds the Intercontinental Championship.

::-SP3@R-:: - She wants to lay down the law on me. I won't allow that to happen, I will show her that i'm better then she thinks that she is and in the process I will TAKE the Intercontinental Championship even if I have to pry it out of her life-less fingers. The whole point of this event we're going into is to do just what the title of the show is, and I plan on doing 'Whatever It Takes' to make sure that I leave MSN and the final pay per view on this circut as the winner and new Intercontinental Champion.

I turn around and face the view of the beach over looking my home as the scene fades out.