‘Every home has a door.’
‘The most prestigious castles, an iron clad door, impenetrable. Even the broken-down mobile trailer has a door hanging on by its last screw and banging in the wind. But a door, nonetheless. Every time a man walks through that door, leaving the safety of his own home a world awaits him. A world of good and evil, right and wrong, mice and men. A world filled with opportunity.’
‘We were blessed with an opportunity, when we walked through the doors of the temple at Ring King. The opportunity and the honor, to be the first Tag Team Champions. And as they say, when opportunity knocks, you answer.’
‘I’d never understood that saying. I’d never been granted an open door of opportunity.’
‘Where I grew up, we didn’t wait for doors to open. And we certainly didn't knock. If a door was unlocked, it was a tactical error. A vulnerability. It meant someone was careless, and someone else was about to pay the price. If a door was locked, we didn’t turn back. We kicked it off its hinges.’
‘You’ve been knocking on the door of greatness for what feels like an eternity, but neither of you has ever seized the opportunity to walk through that door. You’re always an after thought, a passenger. You’ve always relied on someone else to open the door for you, to hold your hand and walk you through it. You are mice, scurrying around living off the crumbs of men like Padre Vengaza.’
‘Yet, you have another door of opportunity standing in front of you, you each have the chance to compete against us, Armed and Dangerous, for the OSW Tag Team Championships. A chance to prove yourself relevant in your ‘family’. The chance to prove your own worth, to walk on your own two feet and grab a seat at the very table you scavenge underneath…'
'But you won’t, like an iron clad castle door this door is impenetrable to you. And the one thing that can open this door of opportunity, the key, is something you’ve never had… talent.’
‘So, I’ll leave the door open for you, knowing you’re too small and insignificant to open it for yourselves, and I’ll wait for you to walk through it. When you do, you’ll find me on the other side pistols aimed right at you. You’ll realize you should have stayed home, listening to that broken down mobile trailer door banging in the wind because the biggest mistake a mouse can make is thinking an open door is an invitation, rather than a trap waiting to snap shut.’
‘A mouse spends its life scratching at the bottom of the door, begging for a crack to crawl through. You think this match is your grand opportunity, but you just scurried straight into my house.'
'I’ve closed the exits. I’ve turned out the lights. And now you are trapped in the dark with me.'
'Your opportunity has expired. Time to meet God.'