Cappie is backstage laying down on the locker room floor he looks exhausted eyes closed as its clear he went through a war on his match. It was another nail bitter, but some how Cappie managed to squeak out a win in his tournament match. Opening his eyes Cappie groans.

God where did you guys come from? What do you want? Let me guess thoughts on me winning right?

Groaning Cappie pushes himself up where he's now sitting and grimacing a little bit in pain.

To quote my good friend Paul Rudd "Hey look at us. Who would've thought. Not me." I told every one when I was put in the running for this tournament that this was going to be mine to win. Week after week I said I was going to do what ever it took to get a match at Wrestlemania and nothing was going to stop me or get in my way. Now fast forward and I'm moving on to the semi finals. Me vs Vitamin. The number one seed vs the number five seed. Should be a gimmie right? Go ahead and Vitamin I hope no actually I pray to god you go ahead and think you've beaten me because the second you slip up in our match thinking you've won I'm gonna kick your fucking head off. I am now two matches away from winning this thing and I'm not backing down. Its March Madness right? Consider me the Cinderella story of this tournament. Now I know its a stacked card, but this lets be honest and say what this is, this is gonna be the main event next week. I need this to be the main event I'm begging it to be the main event I need to show I can consistently main event and that I'm not a joke. No one thought I would get this far, so now I'm gonna beat the number one and I'm going to Mania no one is gonna stop or get in my way. I don't care who you are. Now get outta here I got to rest.

Cappie lays down on the floor putting a towel over his face deciding he was done with the camera crew.

Hey do me a solid turn off the lights on your way out. Ok now seriously get out this is done I don't let anyone just watch me sleep at least not for free.