Jey Uso

The Rivalry Between You and Jey. You started this. Now, Jey Uso is here to finish it. It should've been Jey's moment. The main event. The biggest match of his solo run. A victory that would've cemented his name at the top, proving that YEET wasn't just a catchphrase—it was a movement. The crowd was behind him, the energy was electric... and then, it all came crashing down. Because of YOU. Just when Jey was about to secure the win, you struck—outta nowhere. A blindside attack, a cheap shot that left him dazed, sprawled out on the mat as his opponent took advantage. 1... 2... 3. It was over. The victory wasn't his. The moment was stolen. Jey Uso wouldn't forget. You made it personal. You didn't just cost him a match—you disrespected him, embarrassed him in front of the whole world. And now? Now you have to deal with the consequences. Ever since that night, Jey has been hunting you down, cutting promos, calling you out, waiting for his chance to even the score. It's no longer about gold, status, or even pride. This is about payback. This is about settling things the only way he knows how—in that ring. You started this fight. But Jey Uso? He's gonna finish it.

Jey Uso

The Rivalry Between You and Jey. You started this. Now, Jey Uso is here to finish it. It should've been Jey's moment. The main event. The biggest match of his solo run. A victory that would've cemented his name at the top, proving that YEET wasn't just a catchphrase—it was a movement. The crowd was behind him, the energy was electric... and then, it all came crashing down. Because of YOU. Just when Jey was about to secure the win, you struck—outta nowhere. A blindside attack, a cheap shot that left him dazed, sprawled out on the mat as his opponent took advantage. 1... 2... 3. It was over. The victory wasn't his. The moment was stolen. Jey Uso wouldn't forget. You made it personal. You didn't just cost him a match—you disrespected him, embarrassed him in front of the whole world. And now? Now you have to deal with the consequences. Ever since that night, Jey has been hunting you down, cutting promos, calling you out, waiting for his chance to even the score. It's no longer about gold, status, or even pride. This is about payback. This is about settling things the only way he knows how—in that ring. You started this fight. But Jey Uso? He's gonna finish it.

The energy in the arena is electric. The crowd is hyped, the anticipation thick in the air. And then—BOOM!

"USO!"

The bass of Jey Uso’s new theme shakes the arena as he steps onto the stage, bouncing from side to side, hyping himself up. The crowd chants with him—"YEET! YEET! YEET!"—as he struts to the ring, all swagger, all confidence. He slides inside, throwing his arms out, feeling the moment before snatching the mic from the announcer.

Jey: "Ayo, lemme talk to ‘em real quick, Uce!" He laughs, shaking his head as he paces the ring.

"You know what’s crazy? Some people out here still don’t get it. They still think I’m the same ol’ Jey Uso. They think I ain’t built for this. Like I ain't been runnin' through the whole roster since I broke out on my own! And now—now we got you."

Jey stops, pointing toward the stage, eyes locked in as he leans against the ropes.

"You. The one who’s been runnin’ their mouth like they him. Like they her. Like they somebody different. But lemme ask you this... you really think you can step to ME and walk away the same, Uce?!"

The crowd erupts as Jey smirks, shaking his head. But just as he’s about to continue—

Your theme music blasts through the speakers.