Big E Langston swings for the neck of a rebounding Chris Jericho who quickly ducks the arm and stops in one solid fluid motion. He spins 180 degrees before jumping into the air, catching Big E's fat black head, and sending it crashing into his knees as he hits the mat. Jericho rolls onto Big E for the cover.
1... 2... 3!!!
The bell rings as Jericho stands and gets his arm raised by the ref. He doesn't hesitate at all to quickly grab a microphone and belittle his opponent.
Chris Jericho: "You see what happens Big E? You walk into Chris Jericho's house acting like you own the damn place and you end up looking at the rafters in a mere couple of minutes. I'm sure if you lay there any longer your helium filled chest and arms might just start bringing you up there. One week ago you walked down here claiming you were the next best thing the WCF had ever laid eyes on. If this is the impression you wanted to make then man oh man - you got some work to do my friend."
Jericho paces back and forth while looking at the downed Big E.
Jericho: "I heard what you said before tonight too Big E so no need to get up too fast. You wanted to smash my spotlight, you wanted to make it clear to all these fans that Chris Jericho just doesn't have what it takes didn't ya? You wanted to convince these fans so badly that you actually needed celebrity power. Instead of getting that actually matters though, you picked someone who looks just like you! Not only does he look like you Big E, you picked a 61 year old man. You chose someone who starred in Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs."
The crowd laughs as Chris Jericho goes to the ropes closest to the entrance ramp. He leans against them while looking towards the stage as he brings his mic to his mouth one last time.
Jericho: "Mr. T, your time in any wrestling business elapsed the second you opened your mouth. You're old age and crippling body is one thing these people don't want to see anymore. There is one thing I really want to do right now and for that to happen I'm going to need you to come out to this ring. That is, if you can actually make it here without falling over or without a wheelchair. I will show you why neither you or Big E should ever... EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR... step into a WCF ring again, and quit while you're ahead. And to you WCF faithful in attendance, if Mr. T manages to find his way from the back, down one big hall, out to this very ring - then I certainly predict that it will be Cloudy With A Chance of Meatheads when Big E and Big T stand side by side."
Jericho retreats into a corner as Big E manages to get to his feet.
[Open to Big E]
