[January 13: "Post Revelation Thoughts"]

~*Enough! It's time to cut the crap and get straight to the point. At Revelation I walked in in front of my Canadian fans and crowd and I lost. I went into the match thinking that I had it in the bag, that Danko and Raines would fall victim to me and that I would win. Little did I know they had a plan of their sleeves and everything I had blew up in my face. EVERYTHING! That doesn't happen to me. I didn't see that coming and Danko and Raines it was brilliant. It was a brilliant fucking plan. At Revelation I didn't see what I saw coming and on that night you guys got the job done, you beat me. Does that make you happy?...does it put a smile on your fucking faces?...I had a plan and I thought I had one over on you Danko but you came back and you made a bigger impact and for the first time EVER in my career I tapped. That doesn't happen to me, that CAN'T happen to me. So Suicidial Tendencies is the name and I was their first victim. Revelation was to supposed to be MY night. It was supposed to be the night that I won. It was supposed to be the night where I took Danko's face and planted it into the canvas but the only thing I could do was to make the guy bleed. I enjoyed making him bleed, I enjoyed taking that glass, wrapping it around my hand and shattering it in Raines face. I loved it, I absolutely loved every moment of it but it wasn't enough. It was the icing on the cake, the winning was the icing on the cake. This has been haunting me, the fact that you actually had one over on me and I admitted it. I admit that on that night you were the better man. There's no doubting it, there's no denying it. The tape obviously shows it and the fans witnessed it. MY fans witnessed it. They witnessed their own Canadian Sensation get laid out in a pool of his own blood. They watched their own Canadian Sensation get carried out on a stretcher, they watch their own Canadian Sensation walk his ass to Matt Helms' office only to be humiliated. January 7 was supposed to mark the start of a new year and a new era but all Revelation got me was a foot in my ass and an ass-kicking I will never forget.

The hard work, the rehabiliation it was all worthless when I loss. The fooling the crowd, the bloodbaths...everything was worthless when I loss. When I loss, when I tapped out in front of everyone for the first time, it felt awful. I'm usually the one dishing out the pain, I'm usually the one who sends people out on the stretcher, I'm usually the one who makes people suffer and bleed but once again...Danko gets one up on me. And how does he get such smart maneuvers work against a child genius like myself?...because I let him. That's right, Danko I let you. With my experience I should've known this was bound to happen. I should've known that you were gonna do something to bite me in the ass. I should've known that deep inside the battles that you and Raines were going through that you had a friendship going. I should've known that. I should've been aware of that...but I wasn't and it is what it is. Tommorrow night after 2 months I finally get what I've been finally wanting and that's a rematch but this time, there is no Sven. There is no Chris Raines...this time we duke it out alone, one on one and we finally see who's the better man. This time I won't let Stacy down, I'm not gonna let myself down and this time...I will NOT tap out!

Winning by submission is something that is overlooked dearly. When you win by submission it means so much. It means that your opponent has given up. It means that your opponent has suffered so much pain to ones body that he can't take it anymore. It means that your opponent quits and at Revelation that's clearly what I did. I QUIT. That's what I did. A man like myself who never quits, did indeed quit. I don't do that, quitting isn't in my blood. It never was, it never will be and to have to live with the fact that I did in such an important moment as last Wednesday sickens me. It sickens me to live with the fact that I had to quit so that these man had to let go. It sickens me that Suicidal Tendencies is now the newest group on the block. The 2nd Triumvirate if you will. It sickens me that you guys are trying to use me as a stairway to the top but NO MORE! No more of that, tommorrow night...I take a stand and I do what I do best and that's kick ass and show no mercy. Tommorrow night in Bangor, Maine I show up for Wild since November and return in a match against Danko. Danko let it be known that I will show no mercy and that me tapping out was just a fluke. It was a fluke and I'll make sure of it, that it does NOT happen again. One-on-one Danko, remember that...try to bring your friends if you will but they'll burn in the process.

So now on the eve of Wednesday Night Wild, what do I do?...I do nothing. I'm not going anywhere tonight, tonight is a special night. A night where I do everything in my power to see where I went wrong. There's no hanging out with Jeff and Kim tonight. There's no training tonight, it's time for me to pop out the tapes and to study. Study where I went wrong. Just what exactly I did incorrect at Hostile Intent and at Revelation. Tonight I get a bag of popcorn, sit in front of the television and camp out in my hotel suite trying to find out where the HELL I went wrong.~*

.:Scene:.
~*The cameras open up from Sean Andretti's thoughts inside of a perfect luxurious hotel suite in Bangor, Maine. The room is dimly lit and has a lunch cart full with plates that are completely empty. The cameras move across a trail of popcorn that's on the floor and we can tell that Sean hasn't quite done his cleaning yet. The trail of popcorn leads to Sean Andretti who is sitting in the middle of his bed, with a bowl of popcorn in his right hand and the remote in the left. Sean Andretti seems to be studying footage of his match in which he lost the CHZ Tag Team Championships in, his match with Sven and Ritchie Danko. Soon after Sean checks out the match his cheeks begin to turn a bright red which is full with anger and he slams down his bowl of popcorn. He gets off the bed, turns off the television and throws the remote on the bed. The Canadian Sensation then walks across the room, not caring that he's stepping on the popcorn and looks at the window curtain and opens it up. The night sky is crowded by clouds and the heat from the heat rises to Sean Andretti's face. He looks down at the people doing their business outside of the hotel while taking a look at his surroundings.~*

The Canadian Sensation: I've watched that tape and that match about one hundred times and everytime that I do, I feel the same way. It makes my blood boil, it makes my stomach hurt and everytime that I do I think of one particular person. Ritchie Danko.

~*Sean Andretti turns towards the camera with his face now turning a beet red. He clutches his fists and tries to control his anger while cocking his head towards the left while looking out the window.~*

The Canadian Sensation: At Hostile Intent, I said that me and J Stevenson were gonna retain the tag team championships. That the Elite Impact Players would raise tag team wrestling to a whole new level. To a new plateau and we lost. The EIP lost everything we had gained and we had to start from square one all over again. I had to start from square one because I was injured. My knee was injured. I couldn't walk for nearly a month and watching that footage just makes me sick. At Revelation it was my time for revenge, it was MY time for redemption and I blew it. I loss, I didn't get the job done. I can't live with that. "The Franchise" Matt Helms gave ME the shot to put my name out there. To put MY name with the other marquee superstars in the CHZ and I didn't do it. I didn't get the job done. Dammit Danko, I have a wife in the hospital that I am fighting for and I told her I would win. I said I would win for her. I let her down. I can't live for that, I can't stand for it. I have fans and people all across the globe that are telling me that I should've won. That I got my ass kicked and you know what?....it is so fucking true.

~*The Canadian Sensation then focus' his attention down at the "little" people walking up and down the sidewalk. He shares a laugh to himself and then exhales.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Danko do you think this whole rivalry between me and you is a joke?...do you think putting me in the fucking wheelchair is a joke?...Danko I've explained to you that this isn't funny. I'm not a joke and even though you may take me as a joke, I'll show you Ritchie. I'll show you that Sean Andretti has a lot more to him then his love for his wife and winning those damn championships. There's a lot more then a cocky smile, a manager and some fucking pyro. I'm a Canadian Sensation dammit, if I don't get respect I earn it. I've came from the bottom of the barrel to the top of the fucking mountain. I've been to the promise land Danko....but can you say the same. Tommorrow night marks the night that might be the last time I end up in the ring with Danko for a long time but in the match, I'm gonna do what I do best....show you why...I'm Elite...and even though I've been down...still show you why I'm the best and you...are....absolutely....NOT!

~*The Canadian Sensation then brings his clutched fists to his face and then lets them go bringing up the one finger salute to Ritchie Danko to say...bring it on. Sean Andretti keeps his finger towards Danko...and the camera with a smirk on his face while the scene fades out.

Ritchie Danko V "The Canadian Sensation" Sean Andretti
The heated feud continues tommorrow night at Wild!~*

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