Tucker G. Alston stands in front of a black backdrop. He is dressed in his wrestling attire with a black DEFIANCE t-shirt on. He is all business.

Tucker G. Alston:
Enough of the fun and games.

I live by the motto, failure is not an option. It’s not just some cute way to end the soliloquys. It is something that I have lived and breathed over and over in my life. It is what drives me. It is what fuels me. It is how I am defined. And when failure happens? All hell breaks loose.

I am not a man that tolerates failure. I am not one that accepts it. I am not a man that will let a failure slip past me. No, I am one that will focus on it. I will study it. I will decipher it, decode it, dismantle it, until I can find what went wrong. I will learn from it. I will obsess about it. And it will never, ever happen again.

Enough of the gimmicks.

Finally we are passed the goofy pageantry. We are passed the gimmicky matches. We are passed the lazy bookings. No more battle royals. No more four way matches. Now it’s time for a fight. One on one. Man verses man. A test of strength, a test of will. Two men enter. One man leaves. As champion.

A real defense. A straight match. No way to sneak out a victory. No way to cheat someone else out of the win. No distractions. No diversions. Nothing to get in the way between the two men that are set to battle it out. Just one on one for the Southern Heritage Championship.

Enough of the clownery.

We come from very different worlds Chance. You. Well you come from a small hillbilly town. You’ve lived your entire life in a trailer park. You haven’t been successful in anything until you won this title. And yet, you still embrace the failure lifestyle from before. You’re foul mouthed, outrageous, flamboyant. To put it in terms that you’ll understand, that means that you curse, you’re loud, and you’re annoying.

I on the other hand, am completely different. I’ve been successful all my life. As you stated, I was the prom king in high school. I lettered in three sports. I graduated. I went to an Ivy League school on a grant. I graduated again. Summa Cum Laude. That means I was really smart. I had a career before I even graduated. I made six figures, and that was before the dot. I live in a house, without wheels or cinderblocks holding it up.

We’re two completely different people. You’re all fun and games, and I’m dead fucking serious.

Enough of the losing.

In my short career, two things can be said. I have never been pinned. And I have fought in three title matches in my short four match career. And yet, I am not the champion in this match. Well, I’m not the one with the title belt around my waist. Not yet at least.

My only losses have come in gimmick matches of four or more people. My only losses have come with me not even in the ring for the final of the match. When I’m there in the ring, when it’s only one opponent, I win. I go to Sanctuary, and I win. Logic should have it that this match will be the same. Sanctuary. Win. New Champion.

Enough of Chance Von Crank.

We get it. You’re a crazy over the top Trailer Park hick. You’ve got a foul mouth. You do what you want and don’t give a care for anyone else. You treat your ex like an object. You’re crazy. You’re so hateable. It’s getting old. It’s getting boring. It’s getting predictable.

Amazingly, I’ve seen your type before, even in the Northeast. I’ve seen people that are shocking, that are looking for the attention they so desperately need. I’ve seen them become successful just by being outrageous. But you know what Chance? They all fall down. They crash hard. They fail. They run out of steam and then they’re gone. Usually it’s an overdose. Maybe it’s a hanging. Sometimes it’s even a literal fall. Regardless, they fail.

Any why do they fail? Cause there’s no substance. There’s no skill. There’s no will to continue on. It’s a shortcut to success and when they get it, they are exposed for what they truly are. A failure. Think about it Chance. Think of all the get rich quick people that have become famous. All the reality stars that you strive to become. All the lottery winners. Do any of them win in the end?

Enough.

For years it has been proven time and time again that the only true way to succeed in life is through hard work. Everything I have succeeded in life has come from hard work. I earned every step of the way. I have put in the hours needed to succeed. The blood, sweat, and tears, if you will.

Chance, I have been working hard for the last five years to get to this point. I have battled through my debut match, a victory. I have battled through a battle royal for the Southern Heritage title, and came in third. I have battled through a fourway dance for the Southern Heritage title, only to watch from ringside to see you steal your own title.

I have learned from every step I have taken. I have learned from every bump. I have learned from every bruise. I keep getting better, learning from every mistake, from every moment. Every move I learn, every move I see, Every move that takes me down, I become a tougher, harder opponent. I am not the same Tucker G. Alston that entered Untouchable with no idea what he was doing. No, I am much, much better than that man.

I have gotten close two times already from taking that title away from you. Now in this third try, I will not fail. I will rip that title away from your hands. I will send you to Sanctuary. I will pin you in the middle of the ring. And I will finally become the Southern Heritage Champion.

Chance, believe it when I tell you.

Failure is not an option.

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