Backstage in a dark corner a lone wrestler tapes up before his match in the shadows of the locker room.
The ceiling light above his head seems to flicker and then goes out completely. The wrestler in the dark corner smiles to himself, as lady luck seems to working with him today.
The wrestler pulls out some Brass Knuckles from his locker…
Looking around the locker room to make sure no one is looking; the wrestler quickly hides the weapon in his shorts and heads out to the exit.
Never seeing his face, the lone wrestler laughs out loud and says to himself, “They are going to love me here.”