The usually watering hole set up as been replaced in the ring with just a sign position in the middle of the ring with “Watering Hole” written upon it and a one singular chair with a microphone laid upon it.

#Austin Lee rolling back out of the ring as he slowly starts to around the ring, the crowd booing a chanting at #Austin as he shakes his head at them. Putting his finger up to the crowd “Shhhing” them which only causes the crowd to become louder which brings a smile to #Austin face. #Austin makes his way around the ring telling the crowd to “calm down” as he stops at announcers table.

#Austin stop in front of Tom Sanders raising his hand in the air for a fist bump, doing his best to encourage the crowd to calm down as he waists for Sanders to rise to his feet. Sanders shaking his head refusing to stand up for #Austin who responds with a laugh and looks away for a second before reaching over pull Sanders up to his feet.

#Austin release Tom Sanders and rolls back into the ring with a smile growing across his face. Picking up his microphone and takes his seat in the middle of the ring. Leaning back in his chair getting comfortable as he begins to speak.

#Austin Lee: You people thought that it was a just a joke or some angle me and Bingo were trying to pull on you all. We told you all we were taking Cactus from you and we did. Just like how I took the “watering hole” from him because It’s the only thing of value of his time here with us.

#Austin pauses as he listen to the crowd continue to boo voicing their displeasure of him.

#Austin Lee: Calm down , relax.. no one here really cares about any of your opinion anyways.

#Austin Lee: Your opinion went out the window when you all decided to turn your back on me and say I belonged on the pre show.

#Austin Lee: It’s a sad world we live in that useless people like you feel like you are actually important. You are nothing more then a bunch of entitled stupid idiots. Who don’t even deserve the air you are breathing right now.

#Austin Lee: What’s wrong did I hurt your feelings? That’s right I forgot that the way this world worked it is OK for you to voice your opinion on me but don’t let me speak my mind back at you or you will throw a fit about being disrespected.

#Austin Lee: You go home and cry and cry and cry. You get all your feelings in a bunch because I said words that offend you and you couldn’t find a safe place to protect you from them. But instead of just being and adult about it, you cry and go onto the internet to your social media and rant and rave about how I speak to you lesser people.

#Austin Lee: When in all honesty you all should be grateful and worship at my feet for even gracing you with my presence. You all want it to be the other way around though where you want me to be worshiping over every one of you here tonight as I bust my ass to please you all and send you home with a smile.

#Austin Lee: You all want me to come out here week in and week out and give it my all, show my fighting spirit, to help build this company like the ones who paved the way for us 150 episodes ago and to give you all a hero you could be proud of on Turmoil.

Pausing as he sits on the edge of his chair looking directly into the camera

#Austin Lee: You will never get that out of me…. I am going to take everything each and everyone love about this place and burn it to the damn ground. I will take everything you love about this place from you with a smile on my face…..

#Austin rises to his feet and tosses the microphone out of the ring as he rolls out of the ring slowly making his way back up the ramp

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is disgusting. I hope Cactus is ok...
	Cancer is taking over Sanders!

	The time has come as RD's son TJB debuts next against Dustin White!
	The second generation is here!

TJB

vs

Dustin White

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He just nailed it!
	He sure did!

The Camera pans to the titantron as we take a look back at what took place just before Turmoil 150 was about to start.

We start our scene with Sebastian Abbott pacing the locker room furiously, moments before he's due to head to the ring for his upcoming match with the debutant, Jeremiah Tully.

Seb: Seriously!? Opening the show with some rookie.

One of the numerous questionably young and very asian women stepped up and whispered something.

Seb: He's how old!!? The management want me to wrestle a geriatric baby boomer...

The girls giggled and nodded.

Seb: Let's go pay this old timer a visit.

Abbott left the locker room and wandered down the corridor, it wasn't long before he ran into his opponent.

Seb: Oi Tully! Here's a taste of what's to come from the Abbottaire.

Jeremiah: The heck you jawin' about?

As the older man turned around, Seb was sliding along the polished concrete on his knees. His fist wound back ready to unleash some form of pain, as Seb got withing striking distance he unloaded a nasty right hook. A right hook that connected with the gentialia of Jerimiah Tully.

Tully let loose a howl of pain and dropped to his knees clutching his testicles.

Seb: You might want the medics to take a look at those.

Froth began spewing from the corners of Tully's mouth as the old man focused his rage.

Tully: An eye for an eye, kiddo!

Before Tully could move, Seb instantly guarded his family jewels, although this was a mistake. Years of experience paid off in a gamble for Tully who predicted Seb would act in this way. He grogged, spitting a foul mixture of saliva and chewing tobacco into Seb's exposed eyes, temporarily blinding him.

Seb: You old bastard! My eyes!

As both men snarled at each other, they collided, one with wounded pride, the other limited sight. For a moment they looked like they would stagger out onto the stage, but their damaged state dragged them the other way, bumping against the fire door, spilling outside. They continued to punch and strike at each other like drunken hockey players. Unbeknownst to the pair, Lil' Hudsy had been watching the fight with great interest, having had a run in with Jeremiah Tully. He creeps up to the door and simply shuts it, trapping the warring duo outside. Hudsy turns, smiles at the camera and shrugs before walking off, whistling triumphantly.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That explains why that match never happened then.
	There is always a next time Randy.

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