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The crowd boo and jeer for a while, before Jericho decides to just talk over them…
‘Your pathetic you people, you know that? Just like all the people that live in this god forsaken dump of a state…’
Louder boo’s and jeers that lead to ‘Jericho sucks’ chants…
“Firstly, I’d like to congratulate our new SRW Champion - Chris Benoit…” There’s a brief pause, the crowd hint the sarcasm. “No really, he did well to take on the bWo and still capture the title against the odds. The thing is though, you beat me in order to progress…” Cheers from the crowd “AND I DAMN WELL AIN’T HAPPY ABOUT IT!”
“But you see, there’s one thing that both you and me know… Benoit, you can only beat me at some pathetic Moonsault match, that requires no skill whatsoever… You know that you can’t beat me Benoit!”
More boo’s and jeers from the crowd.
“But that’s not your fault Benoit no, you see, had I not been in the bWo then this stupid Moonsault match would never have been made, I would have been the one facing RVD for the SRW World Heavyweight championship!”…
“Which brings me to one of the reasons why I am out here tonight, right here, right now, I officially QUIT… FROM THE B…W…O! Yeah that’s right, Im sick and tired of being held back in some faction full of a$sholes! I should be out here week in week out as myself, not as some cronie for… (Jericho sticks his thumbs up in RVD fashion) R…V…D. Im king of the world for god sakes, nobody can beat me, not RVD, not Benoit, hell, not even Jimmy sitting in the front row there with his bWo shirt on. In fact, Im gonna come over there and show what you can do with that T-Shirt…”
There’s a thud as the Mic drops to the mat, Jericho rolls out of the ring and proceeds to walk towards ‘Jimmy’ in the front row “I sure as hell hope you have something on underneath there you freak”. The crowd boo and jeer loudly as Jericho pulls the bWo shirt off the lad and begins ripping it apart and jumping madly up and down on it. He finishes by spitting on it and then entering the ring again and grabbing the Mic…
“How do you like that you bunch of jacka$ses? Huh? I would tell you to come out here and say what you think to my face but I have more important matters. Like, the World Heavyweight championship… Benoit, I demand a shot at you and your title, I don’t care where or when it is, as long as it’s for that title of yours. Im the king of the world, the rock n’ roll of this industry. If you think you can beat me, I’d like to see your try… So whatdya’ say?”
Jericho awaits a response in the middle of the ring, is Benoit going to come out here, let alone accept Jericho’s proposition?
BENOIT: You guys are lucky I'm even here tonight. I was given the night off by Reaver but I felt I'd have to sort out my next challenger for my newly won title.
Okay, Jericho. Why the hell should you get at a shot? Yeah, it was a good career move to ditch bWo because RVD is running the show there, but you've got something to prove, at least to me.
HBK, you're a legend, and you beat Stone Cold at Breakdown but I want to see if you're up to facing the best damn technical wrestler in the industry today.
Here's what I propose. HBK V Chris Jericho - next week. The winner faces me in a title match at Spun Out!
*HBK seems pleased but Jericho is less than pleased*
JERICHO: I wanted that shot now damn it! Come down here and I'll show you that I'm the biggest legend, the living legend! Get in the ring NOW!
WHAM! Superkick in the face of Chris Jericho!
HBK climbs out of the ring and stands on the ramp.
BENOIT: Oh yeah, one more thing. Brock Lesnar. I suggest you sort out your issues with The Rock before sticking your nose in my business!
Benoit leaves and HBK also goes with Jericho still down in the ring.
"Jericho...JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? Coming out here, running your mouth, no one wants to hear your crap, and now YOU want a title shot against Benoit? If anyone should get a title shot then it should be me! I'm the greatest, living legend of all time! I just whooped Austin at SRW Break-Down!"
"HBK SHUT THE HELL UP! You're nothing but a has been! You couldn't beat me to save your life. Stop wasting my time, I'm the king of the world!"
"You? Beat me?"
HBK (Lipe) laughs before proceeding.
"OK, how about we let the champ settle this? After all, he is the champ, so he should know talen when he sees it, so hopefully he'll tell you that you're a waste"
HBK heads to the ring and both men await the champs reply...
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Hhhmmm, this is a very quick promo, sorry if it's not very good quality but it will have to do for now. Nice promo Figo. I'll try to get that match done.
If Benoit does come out and reply, I'll be bringing Brock Lesnar out to say a few things!
The crowd boo and jeer for a while, before Jericho decides to just talk over them…
‘Your pathetic you people, you know that? Just like all the people that live in this god forsaken dump of a state…’
Louder boo’s and jeers that lead to ‘Jericho sucks’ chants…
“Firstly, I’d like to congratulate our new SRW Champion - Chris Benoit…” There’s a brief pause, the crowd hint the sarcasm. “No really, he did well to take on the bWo and still capture the title against the odds. The thing is though, you beat me in order to progress…” Cheers from the crowd “AND I DAMN WELL AIN’T HAPPY ABOUT IT!”
“But you see, there’s one thing that both you and me know… Benoit, you can only beat me at some pathetic Moonsault match, that requires no skill whatsoever… You know that you can’t beat me Benoit!”
More boo’s and jeers from the crowd.
“But that’s not your fault Benoit no, you see, had I not been in the bWo then this stupid Moonsault match would never have been made, I would have been the one facing RVD for the SRW World Heavyweight championship!”…
“Which brings me to one of the reasons why I am out here tonight, right here, right now, I officially QUIT… FROM THE B…W…O! Yeah that’s right, Im sick and tired of being held back in some faction full of a$sholes! I should be out here week in week out as myself, not as some cronie for… (Jericho sticks his thumbs up in RVD fashion) R…V…D. Im king of the world for god sakes, nobody can beat me, not RVD, not Benoit, hell, not even Jimmy sitting in the front row there with his bWo shirt on. In fact, Im gonna come over there and show what you can do with that T-Shirt…”
There’s a thud as the Mic drops to the mat, Jericho rolls out of the ring and proceeds to walk towards ‘Jimmy’ in the front row “I sure as hell hope you have something on underneath there you freak”. The crowd boo and jeer loudly as Jericho pulls the bWo shirt off the lad and begins ripping it apart and jumping madly up and down on it. He finishes by spitting on it and then entering the ring again and grabbing the Mic…
“How do you like that you bunch of jacka$ses? Huh? I would tell you to come out here and say what you think to my face but I have more important matters. Like, the World Heavyweight championship… Benoit, I demand a shot at you and your title, I don’t care where or when it is, as long as it’s for that title of yours. Im the king of the world, the rock n’ roll of this industry. If you think you can beat me, I’d like to see your try… So whatdya’ say?”
Jericho awaits a response in the middle of the ring, is Benoit going to come out here, let alone accept Jericho’s proposition?