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Playing Now: Seth Calvert's Theme Song   "By Myself" by Linkin Park

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}}So it's not the "Eternal" title, so to speak. Yes, "Eternal". Even in this Fifth Generation of DRWF Superstars, Seth is still Old School in terms of titles. Had he his pick of three titles, he would have stuck with the DRWF World Heavyweight Title, The DRWF United States Championship, and of course, the Tag Team Titles. But instead we have the Eternal Title...the FTW Title...and the...Dirty South title. Which Seth himself is going to be fighting for Halloween Evening. At this point in time, it seems he's disgruntled at a few things. First, not vying for one of the two upper titles, and having to face someone who no one's ever heard of - another incoming "star" with an Ego the size of Jonny Cash's...{{

}}It would seem that Seth Calvert would like to get things rolling again in the DRWF, classic Titles or not. It seems that DRWF's Wickedness is the first step to really launch the Fifth Generation. But here is the Prince of Old School, sitting in his locker room, observing the recent promo cut by Brett Hunter. No sooner are the first words out of his mouth than the Old School Enthusiast gets a look of disgust on his face.{{

--SETH CALVERT--   Good lord, this guy talks funny. 

}}And then, Brett gets to his actual promo...{{

--SETH CALVERT-- What the hell...Sean Corbin? It seems that someone needs help in identification.

}}Fast forward a little bit. Brett's promo is done, and Seth Calvert is utterly disgusted. Disgusted that someone says he's here to WRESTLE when DRWF (although having Wrestling in its name) isn't exactly a wrestling environment.{{

--SETH CALVERT-- How can someone, who is new here, who came probably from some outcast federation talk so much unbelievable crap, and be so contradictory of himself at the same time. He doesn't think I realize that there isn't a DRWF World Heavyweight Title anymore? I know it...and quite frankly, I'm disgusted by it.

}}Oh, and for those that have no clue what's going on, or think that Seth's lost it (again), he's having another self reflection/think-out-loud moment. With no cameramen around, but a sound recorder you know is somewhere in the room, what better way to get your thoughts out?{{

--SETH CALVERT-- Someone as new as Brett Hunter to this federation shouldn't have the overconfidence that he does. But who can blame him...young, DUMB, and full of...nah, that'd be too easy. What a dumbass Brett is. I mean, he shoulda stopped right after the whole "Sean Corbin" ordeal. What in God's good and glorious name does he mean that the DRWF rings haven't seen me? Oh wait, he means these "new" DRWF rings haven't. Never could he be more wrong. A helluva wrestler? To use a cliche, I'll believe it when I see it. The hell if he teaches me anything Halloween night. A trick for him I believe...a trick indeed. What better way to jumpstart Generation Five than by having the Prince of Old School win the Dirty South Title.  However, I would agree with him on one part. It's time that we start anew and realize that wrestler's pasts don't mean anything. Which means that you comin' from a long line of Independant Circuits is just as important as me being trained by the King of Old School Steve Corino himself right? That doesn't mean anything. What matters is that Halloween Night, October Thirty-First, in Seattle, Washington...The Prince of Old School is going to get another fresh start, and get closer and closer to winning that Prestiged title...well, the one that's prestiged now. Brett Hunter's an egotistical kid who's going to find his downfall in that. Egotistical and contradictory to himself.

Right...he's not here to "New School" as he put it, but he's a member of the "New School". Nope...no sense can be made out of that one. And what exactly to the "Hardcore" wrestlers prove? That they can pick up a chair and swing it? Anybody that can lift a brick can do that. And those backyard wrestlers? Fools. That's all I can say about them is that they're fools. They don't have a clue what it's like to step into an actual ring. They think it's all shoot fighting. And they usually pay for it too...such a sad thing. Ha...the kid needed to take a look at the tapes from Generation 3 and 4. Had he, he'd find out that I am damn sure not "damn sure" of myself. I don't hide behind friends, and that "crappy gimmick"? That's my style...no gimmick in that. Intimidate? The one thing that I can't stand doing? The one thing I protest against the most, intimidation? And he thinks I do it? I laugh at the miserable person. I don't overestimate, I don't underestimate. I'm in that happy medium. And lines like, "You call me whatever man, and I'll call you something back!" doesn't convince me nor the front office of any talent you may have. If he thinks for an instant that I used Fish to get where I am now...He's wrong. Wrong in so many ways. I earned my spot. I earned my shots. I earned the respect of the fans. What has he earned? A match. And the first words he has to say about the match make no sense. And the last words of that promo...he resorted to that "intimidation" factor that never works with me, and never will work with anyone anymore. That whole "Sleep on this, and when you wake up, it'll be a rude awakening because you'll be gone!" thing...never appealed to me. Quite pointless when you think about it. Whatever. Halloween is when it all comes together.

}}A knock sounds at the door. Calvert gets up and crosses the locker room. Upon opening the door, a UPS man stands there with a relatively small box in his hands. Seth signs the paper, looks at it and the address reads from "Jessica Calvert" - his mother. Seth goes wide-eyed and sits down with the package. He opens the box to reveal two sets(that's two pairs) of "Tape" Gloves. Along with it is a pair of new wrestling boots. They're beautiful, black with red and gold trim, and "CALVERT" written in gold down the sides. Oh, the gloves are red as well. Seth, on the brink of tears reads the letter attached.{{

To the Greatest Son a Mom's ever wished for,

Seth, I know that DRWF's going through another change. I figure you'd like to wear these as a little "Celebration" of sorts. Go out there and make your mom proud on Tuesday. I'll be watching it...and giving the little kids some of those new DRWF Fruit Snacks. You know who those are made by? That one staff member - Matt might know him - Jake Hollman! I included some of yours! So, remember I love you, and wear these out there! ~Mom

}}Seth, with a tear in his eye smiles at the note. The boots fit him, and he begins wrapping the tape around his wrists. The scene fades out on the Southpaw...{{