Post by BomberJake on Jul 19, 2006 16:34:40 GMT -5
[ BomberJake | "Ah! The home of Colonel Sanders! Let's go get some Kentucky Fried Chicken!" ]
As Jake says this, BomberJake and Charlie are two feet into Kentucky. They're in Jakes golfcart, but not going anywhere just yet.
[ Charlie | "But you could get that anywhere!" ]
[ BomberJake | "But not homemade, like the Colonel! Oh, man, I can smell it now!" ]
[ Charlie | "Of course you can--they saturated all of Kentucky to smell like its most famous restaurant chain by its most famous resident." ]
[ BomberJake | "Oh, man--I'm gonna get a three piece combo with a Pepsi and a bowl of gravy! And then I'm gonna go into Lockdown and beat up Ralston 'til he looks like a plate of bones!" ]
Jake and Charlie drive along a little further to Corbin, the home of the original KFC. Just a ways north is Lexington, where Lockdown will take place, but right now, BomberJake and Charlie have poultry on their minds. They pull into the parking lot and stop just outside the door of the first ever KFC.
[ BomberJake | "I have a lot of things in common with this place--this is the first ever KFC and I'm the first ever HWF World Heavyweight Champion!" ]
[ Charlie | "…that's a bit of a stretch." ]
[ BomberJake | "Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm champ!" ]
The two enter the KFC and get in line behind several other tourists that came to Corbin for the original recipe chicken.
[ KFC Cashier | "Welcome to the original Kentucky Fried Chicken! May I take your order?" ]
[ BomberJake | "Yes, I'll have a three piece combo with a Pepsi, no ice, and a big bowl of gravy, please." ]
[ Charlie | "And I'll have a… a Sprite and a hot n' spicy snacker." ]
[ KFC Cashier | "Ooooh! Somebody came to Kentucky for more then the chicken!" ]
[ Charlie | "Heh…" ]
[ KFC Cashier | "That'll be $8.57." ]
BomberJake pulls out a ten dollar bill from his wallet and pays for the food. Jake and Charlie move to the side so more customers can be served. As they wait for their meal, the cashier turns around and yells to the workers in the back.
[ KFC Cashier | "We need to choke more chickens!" ]
[ BomberJake | * snickers * ]
[ Charlie | * snickers * ]
And, as usual, they both burst out laughing. The KFC Cashier doesn't appear to understand the sexual innuendo and serves Jake and Charlie with a grim look on her face.
[ BomberJake | "Thanks." * snickers * ]
They take a seat at a nearby table with their meals in front of them. Charlie reaches into his pocket and pulls out a video iPod.
[ BomberJake | "Dude, why did you waste your money on that piece of shit? The battery dies so quickly." ]
[ Charlie | "Hey, Shane Ralston pumped out another promo--I got it on his Podcast." ]
[ BomberJake | "I've seen it already--watching his promo was a waste of my time. That's fifteen minutes of my life that I'll never get back…" ]
[ Charlie | "Not sure what's wrong with this guy… he has his head between his knees." ]
[ BomberJake | "Head between his knees? What is he, asexual? Oh, wait, he won't admit it 'cause he gets his lady friend to come over and pretend to have sex with him." ]
[ Charlie | * laughs * "Well, he said he'd be training for his match against you." ]
[ BomberJake | "He's gonna be training for this match? He doesn't seem very confident in himself if he has to actually train. Granted, he has that knee injury, but he should let that relax. But I guess training's not a bad idea for him--trust me, he'll need it. Whether he thinks it or not, I'm locked, loaded, and ready to go, but he's… a few steps behind me, to say the least. I don't need to train for challengers--that's why they're challengers and I'm a champion." ]
Jake rips off a piece of chicken and dips it in the gravy. As he chews, Charlie starts looking through the Podcast.
[ Charlie | "Whose slogan did he say that he lives by?" ]
[ BomberJake | "It doesn't matter--I don't need to live by someone elses slogan. I live by my own motto. 'Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow'. I'm not worried about Shane, but he should be. He's in grave danger when he steps into the ring with me, and I don't mean to be funny when I say grave--I may've tossed Saul Hudsen into one last week, but I'm just warming up. Is burying a man alive the end of the road? Hell, no." ]
[ Charlie | "I'm not sure if there is an end of the road." ]
[ BomberJake | "Thirteen matches in a row, thirteen wins in a row. None by count-out or disqualification or dirty tactics--all clean wins, by the book, right down the middle." ]
[ Charlie | "Right, and--hey, there's this history of Shane Ralston." ]
[ BomberJake | "I don't need to hear it--he didn't care for my past and I don't care for his. Undefeated as champion twice? Well, that's as champion. I'm undefeated as WWA Canadian Champion and as HWF World Heavyweight Champion, not to mention all the non-title matches I won. I'm all-around undefeated whereas he's trying to get around the system. It doesn't work that way, Shane." ]
Jake puts down the piece of chicken and looks over at Charlie.
[ BomberJake | "I dunno why they'd put me up against this weakling when his eff buddy does enough damage to him. At this rate, all I have to do is finish him off." ]
[ Charlie | "Well, he is training." ]
[ BomberJake | "If he thinks that'll help him, he's dead wrong. He may not think that my antics will get me anywhere, but look where I am right now--Hell, I've said it enough times, but it won't get through that thick skull of his. I tell ya, if anything's gonna keep me from winning this match, it's the level of impact his scrawny head can take." ]
[ Charlie | * laughs * "Speaking of antics and levels, he--" ]
[ BomberJake | "Let me take this one." ]
Jake wipes some gravy off of his face with a napkin and looks over at the camera.
[ BomberJake | "Shaaaaaaaaaaaane Ralston! The Playboy! The Playa! The Playmaker! The Playmate! The Play of the Day!" ]
[ Charlie | "We get the point." ]
[ BomberJake | "On play-by-play! On the Playground! Just push Play! Needle in a Play Stack! Back! Once again! To PLAYA-HATE!" ]
Jake leans in further towards the camera.
[ BomberJake | "Immature high school humour? Oh, you mean the TRUTH! Lemme tell you, that was no comedy sketch, Shane--I did the same thing as you, an interview. The only thing is I didn't have pity sex with Charlie, 'cause that would be gay, and neither of us wear rainbow sandals." ]
Charlie was taking a sip of his soda at that time, but couldn't contain himself. In other words, he spat it up all over the floor. Jake turns from the camera to the cashiers.
[ BomberJake | "Oh, man, Charlie! Clean up on aisle three!" ]
The cashiers don't look too happy, but BomberJake just looks back at the camera and continues.
[ BomberJake | "You're gonna STOOP to my level? Buddy, I'm HWF World Heavyweight Champion! You claim to be in the big leagues, but I'm out of your league! I'm so far above you, and you're… BeLOW ME! Get it? BeLOW ME! Haha! But seriously, don't--I'm not a homo like you." ]
Jake tilts his head up and thinks back to Shane Ralstons most recent promo. He remembers something from it.
[ BomberJake | "I'm only sayin' that derogatory term 'cause you n' that Marc guy started with it--you want your fans to be like you, don't you Shane? Callin' you gay n' whatnot? Well, I'm not a fan of authority. I've never heard that saying of yours before, Shane, but I have one for you: the early bird gets the worm, but the late, unwed mother gets an abortion." ]
Jake looks to the side and goes wide-eyed when he sees a pregnant teenager.
[ BomberJake | "No offense… think about that, Shane--if you get Emma pregnant, can you live with that? Bring a condom for this 'workout' 'cause the last thing you need for your tired body is to be Emmas baby daddy. Can you imagine what it'd be like telling your kid that he or she was conceived on a toilet in the bathroom of a hotel during a game of Good Cop, Bad Cop? How charming." ]
One mother puts her hands over the ears of her child while several families pack in their food and leave.
[ BomberJake | "Sorry, folks, but this is important--Emma did a number on you? That petite reporter chick? Dude, you went around the world in thirty seconds! If she can make you hurt that easily, just wait 'til I tear you a new one!" ]
Charlie high fives BomberJake and Jake shovels some fries into his mouth.
[ BomberJake | "* chewing * "And why the hell would a Toyota Hybrid shut me up? I'm not gonna drool over that eco-friendly Cameron Diaz-mobile! Now, if you rolled outta the arena in a Ferrari 360 Spider, DAAAAAAAAMN!" ]
[ Charlie | "That's Jakes dream car, for all you hardcore Jake fans keeping score at home." ]
[ BomberJake | "And how 'bout those people in the parking lot? That one kid you paid to say, 'You're gonna beat Jake this week, right?'--what about every single fan in the stadiums over the last thirteen weeks? The fans that saw me as the underdog, but then noticed that I have the talent. I showed the the talent that's been there all along and I still have it! Shane, you're trying to make it seem like I'm the bad guy here, but really, you're the one out of place. Stick to your day job, Shane--you don't belong in the ring. You belong backstage doing authoritative directing! That's your job, this is mine!" ]
BomberJake holds up the HWF World Heavyweight Title.
[ BomberJake | "Get your benchwarmin' ass back on the sidelines 'cause this game ain't for you." ]
[ Charlie | "Ouch! That's harsh." ]
[ BomberJake | "So was what he said about Canada!" ]
[ Charlie | "Oh, I can't possibly forget about that!" ]
[ BomberJake | "Okay, Shane. I dunno where you get off by calling me a prick, but there are millions of fans worldwide that know you're talkin' from your ass! You're gonna depend on this boxing reality show to predict how our match will go down? You expect to throw me around the ring like a rag doll with that knee of yours? Rag dolls don't have very strong knees, and neither do you, so in the words of The Rock, 'Know your damn role!'." ]
Jake takes a sip of his Pepsi and lets out a sigh of refreshment.
[ BomberJake | "And did I hear that correctly? 'Canadians are dumb as hell'? Excuse me, who is the president of the United States of America? And who voted for him? Thought so." ]
[ Charlie | "BURN!" ]
[ BomberJake | "How can everyone know you're from Chicago when your sorry ass isn't on the roster?! Either way, hockey teams in North Carolina and Chicago suck--whether it's where you came from or where you reside, you got double the suckage!" ]
[ Charlie | "DOUBLE BURN!" ]
[ BomberJake | "That's enough Charlie." ]
[ Charlie | "Okay…" ]
[ BomberJake | "I'm born and raised in Canada. You may be born and bred in Chicago, but by the end of the night, you'll have lost and bled in Kentucky." ]
[ Charlie | "TRIPLE--" ]
[ BomberJake | "Ah ah ah! What'd I just say?" ]
[ Charlie | "…" ]
[ BomberJake | "Shane, you'll tell everyone that you'll beat me, but you don't know. I can see the uncertainty in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice--you're not ready, Shane. Just like the last thirteen victims to The BOOM. You're not ready to step in the ring. In fact, you're more unprepared than anyone else--you have a knee injury, you're getting tired out by Emma, and you still have feelings for Nikki Law. But what happened to Nikki, Shane? What happened to her? Oh, yes, she's in the CWF--can't make up your mind, can you, Ralston?" ]
BomberJake leans even closer to the camera now.
[ Charlie | "Uh, Jake? Your food is getting cold." ]
[ BomberJake | "They can reheat it." ]
[ Charlie | "Okay…" ]
Jake takes several deep breaths as he stares into the camera.
[ BomberJake | "You'll have all these thoughts swirling in your head and you won't be able to stay focused on me--a win over me won't be the outcome, Shane. Number one contendership is out of the question. And if I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times--Deamon is still after me, and what about Bloodbath? Honestly, I dunno who books these matches and makes the cards, but everybody wants a piece of BomberJake…" ]
Jake takes a short pause to gather his thoughts.
[ BomberJake | "Though it seems like you want this match to get rid of me--this isn't show or go. This isn't loser leaves HWF. To Hell with me? You mean to Hell and BACK! I don't give up easily 'cause I don't give up. You may not think I have anything on the line, but I do! Another crucial point for Team Jake is hanging in the balance--otherwise, Team Bard can add one to its tally. My title may not be up for grabs, but you don't realize how important this winning streak is to me, and by God, I'll tear you limb from limb if I have to! I'm the HWF World Heavyweight Champion, and if you think you're gonna school me, I'm gonna teach you a thing or two about talkin' trash before steppin' in the ring with me. Talk is cheap, Ralston, and so are you." ]
Jake stands up, looking at the camera as if it were Shane Ralston. They're face-to-face, similar to the expected encounter at Thursday nights Lockdown.
[ BomberJake | "I don't back down and I can back that up. I say bring it on 'cause I'll bring it--I bring my A game every night of the week, but you're sittin' at a D minus. That's what sets me apart from you, Shane. I fight as hard in a regular match as I would in a title match. Thursday night will be no different--I'm pulling out all the stops at Lockdown. Prepare for the impact 'cause here comes The BOOM!" ]
As Jake says this, BomberJake and Charlie are two feet into Kentucky. They're in Jakes golfcart, but not going anywhere just yet.
[ Charlie | "But you could get that anywhere!" ]
[ BomberJake | "But not homemade, like the Colonel! Oh, man, I can smell it now!" ]
[ Charlie | "Of course you can--they saturated all of Kentucky to smell like its most famous restaurant chain by its most famous resident." ]
[ BomberJake | "Oh, man--I'm gonna get a three piece combo with a Pepsi and a bowl of gravy! And then I'm gonna go into Lockdown and beat up Ralston 'til he looks like a plate of bones!" ]
Jake and Charlie drive along a little further to Corbin, the home of the original KFC. Just a ways north is Lexington, where Lockdown will take place, but right now, BomberJake and Charlie have poultry on their minds. They pull into the parking lot and stop just outside the door of the first ever KFC.
[ BomberJake | "I have a lot of things in common with this place--this is the first ever KFC and I'm the first ever HWF World Heavyweight Champion!" ]
[ Charlie | "…that's a bit of a stretch." ]
[ BomberJake | "Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm champ!" ]
The two enter the KFC and get in line behind several other tourists that came to Corbin for the original recipe chicken.
[ KFC Cashier | "Welcome to the original Kentucky Fried Chicken! May I take your order?" ]
[ BomberJake | "Yes, I'll have a three piece combo with a Pepsi, no ice, and a big bowl of gravy, please." ]
[ Charlie | "And I'll have a… a Sprite and a hot n' spicy snacker." ]
[ KFC Cashier | "Ooooh! Somebody came to Kentucky for more then the chicken!" ]
[ Charlie | "Heh…" ]
[ KFC Cashier | "That'll be $8.57." ]
BomberJake pulls out a ten dollar bill from his wallet and pays for the food. Jake and Charlie move to the side so more customers can be served. As they wait for their meal, the cashier turns around and yells to the workers in the back.
[ KFC Cashier | "We need to choke more chickens!" ]
[ BomberJake | * snickers * ]
[ Charlie | * snickers * ]
And, as usual, they both burst out laughing. The KFC Cashier doesn't appear to understand the sexual innuendo and serves Jake and Charlie with a grim look on her face.
[ BomberJake | "Thanks." * snickers * ]
They take a seat at a nearby table with their meals in front of them. Charlie reaches into his pocket and pulls out a video iPod.
[ BomberJake | "Dude, why did you waste your money on that piece of shit? The battery dies so quickly." ]
[ Charlie | "Hey, Shane Ralston pumped out another promo--I got it on his Podcast." ]
[ BomberJake | "I've seen it already--watching his promo was a waste of my time. That's fifteen minutes of my life that I'll never get back…" ]
[ Charlie | "Not sure what's wrong with this guy… he has his head between his knees." ]
[ BomberJake | "Head between his knees? What is he, asexual? Oh, wait, he won't admit it 'cause he gets his lady friend to come over and pretend to have sex with him." ]
[ Charlie | * laughs * "Well, he said he'd be training for his match against you." ]
[ BomberJake | "He's gonna be training for this match? He doesn't seem very confident in himself if he has to actually train. Granted, he has that knee injury, but he should let that relax. But I guess training's not a bad idea for him--trust me, he'll need it. Whether he thinks it or not, I'm locked, loaded, and ready to go, but he's… a few steps behind me, to say the least. I don't need to train for challengers--that's why they're challengers and I'm a champion." ]
Jake rips off a piece of chicken and dips it in the gravy. As he chews, Charlie starts looking through the Podcast.
[ Charlie | "Whose slogan did he say that he lives by?" ]
[ BomberJake | "It doesn't matter--I don't need to live by someone elses slogan. I live by my own motto. 'Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow'. I'm not worried about Shane, but he should be. He's in grave danger when he steps into the ring with me, and I don't mean to be funny when I say grave--I may've tossed Saul Hudsen into one last week, but I'm just warming up. Is burying a man alive the end of the road? Hell, no." ]
[ Charlie | "I'm not sure if there is an end of the road." ]
[ BomberJake | "Thirteen matches in a row, thirteen wins in a row. None by count-out or disqualification or dirty tactics--all clean wins, by the book, right down the middle." ]
[ Charlie | "Right, and--hey, there's this history of Shane Ralston." ]
[ BomberJake | "I don't need to hear it--he didn't care for my past and I don't care for his. Undefeated as champion twice? Well, that's as champion. I'm undefeated as WWA Canadian Champion and as HWF World Heavyweight Champion, not to mention all the non-title matches I won. I'm all-around undefeated whereas he's trying to get around the system. It doesn't work that way, Shane." ]
Jake puts down the piece of chicken and looks over at Charlie.
[ BomberJake | "I dunno why they'd put me up against this weakling when his eff buddy does enough damage to him. At this rate, all I have to do is finish him off." ]
[ Charlie | "Well, he is training." ]
[ BomberJake | "If he thinks that'll help him, he's dead wrong. He may not think that my antics will get me anywhere, but look where I am right now--Hell, I've said it enough times, but it won't get through that thick skull of his. I tell ya, if anything's gonna keep me from winning this match, it's the level of impact his scrawny head can take." ]
[ Charlie | * laughs * "Speaking of antics and levels, he--" ]
[ BomberJake | "Let me take this one." ]
Jake wipes some gravy off of his face with a napkin and looks over at the camera.
[ BomberJake | "Shaaaaaaaaaaaane Ralston! The Playboy! The Playa! The Playmaker! The Playmate! The Play of the Day!" ]
[ Charlie | "We get the point." ]
[ BomberJake | "On play-by-play! On the Playground! Just push Play! Needle in a Play Stack! Back! Once again! To PLAYA-HATE!" ]
Jake leans in further towards the camera.
[ BomberJake | "Immature high school humour? Oh, you mean the TRUTH! Lemme tell you, that was no comedy sketch, Shane--I did the same thing as you, an interview. The only thing is I didn't have pity sex with Charlie, 'cause that would be gay, and neither of us wear rainbow sandals." ]
Charlie was taking a sip of his soda at that time, but couldn't contain himself. In other words, he spat it up all over the floor. Jake turns from the camera to the cashiers.
[ BomberJake | "Oh, man, Charlie! Clean up on aisle three!" ]
The cashiers don't look too happy, but BomberJake just looks back at the camera and continues.
[ BomberJake | "You're gonna STOOP to my level? Buddy, I'm HWF World Heavyweight Champion! You claim to be in the big leagues, but I'm out of your league! I'm so far above you, and you're… BeLOW ME! Get it? BeLOW ME! Haha! But seriously, don't--I'm not a homo like you." ]
Jake tilts his head up and thinks back to Shane Ralstons most recent promo. He remembers something from it.
[ BomberJake | "I'm only sayin' that derogatory term 'cause you n' that Marc guy started with it--you want your fans to be like you, don't you Shane? Callin' you gay n' whatnot? Well, I'm not a fan of authority. I've never heard that saying of yours before, Shane, but I have one for you: the early bird gets the worm, but the late, unwed mother gets an abortion." ]
Jake looks to the side and goes wide-eyed when he sees a pregnant teenager.
[ BomberJake | "No offense… think about that, Shane--if you get Emma pregnant, can you live with that? Bring a condom for this 'workout' 'cause the last thing you need for your tired body is to be Emmas baby daddy. Can you imagine what it'd be like telling your kid that he or she was conceived on a toilet in the bathroom of a hotel during a game of Good Cop, Bad Cop? How charming." ]
One mother puts her hands over the ears of her child while several families pack in their food and leave.
[ BomberJake | "Sorry, folks, but this is important--Emma did a number on you? That petite reporter chick? Dude, you went around the world in thirty seconds! If she can make you hurt that easily, just wait 'til I tear you a new one!" ]
Charlie high fives BomberJake and Jake shovels some fries into his mouth.
[ BomberJake | "* chewing * "And why the hell would a Toyota Hybrid shut me up? I'm not gonna drool over that eco-friendly Cameron Diaz-mobile! Now, if you rolled outta the arena in a Ferrari 360 Spider, DAAAAAAAAMN!" ]
[ Charlie | "That's Jakes dream car, for all you hardcore Jake fans keeping score at home." ]
[ BomberJake | "And how 'bout those people in the parking lot? That one kid you paid to say, 'You're gonna beat Jake this week, right?'--what about every single fan in the stadiums over the last thirteen weeks? The fans that saw me as the underdog, but then noticed that I have the talent. I showed the the talent that's been there all along and I still have it! Shane, you're trying to make it seem like I'm the bad guy here, but really, you're the one out of place. Stick to your day job, Shane--you don't belong in the ring. You belong backstage doing authoritative directing! That's your job, this is mine!" ]
BomberJake holds up the HWF World Heavyweight Title.
[ BomberJake | "Get your benchwarmin' ass back on the sidelines 'cause this game ain't for you." ]
[ Charlie | "Ouch! That's harsh." ]
[ BomberJake | "So was what he said about Canada!" ]
[ Charlie | "Oh, I can't possibly forget about that!" ]
[ BomberJake | "Okay, Shane. I dunno where you get off by calling me a prick, but there are millions of fans worldwide that know you're talkin' from your ass! You're gonna depend on this boxing reality show to predict how our match will go down? You expect to throw me around the ring like a rag doll with that knee of yours? Rag dolls don't have very strong knees, and neither do you, so in the words of The Rock, 'Know your damn role!'." ]
Jake takes a sip of his Pepsi and lets out a sigh of refreshment.
[ BomberJake | "And did I hear that correctly? 'Canadians are dumb as hell'? Excuse me, who is the president of the United States of America? And who voted for him? Thought so." ]
[ Charlie | "BURN!" ]
[ BomberJake | "How can everyone know you're from Chicago when your sorry ass isn't on the roster?! Either way, hockey teams in North Carolina and Chicago suck--whether it's where you came from or where you reside, you got double the suckage!" ]
[ Charlie | "DOUBLE BURN!" ]
[ BomberJake | "That's enough Charlie." ]
[ Charlie | "Okay…" ]
[ BomberJake | "I'm born and raised in Canada. You may be born and bred in Chicago, but by the end of the night, you'll have lost and bled in Kentucky." ]
[ Charlie | "TRIPLE--" ]
[ BomberJake | "Ah ah ah! What'd I just say?" ]
[ Charlie | "…" ]
[ BomberJake | "Shane, you'll tell everyone that you'll beat me, but you don't know. I can see the uncertainty in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice--you're not ready, Shane. Just like the last thirteen victims to The BOOM. You're not ready to step in the ring. In fact, you're more unprepared than anyone else--you have a knee injury, you're getting tired out by Emma, and you still have feelings for Nikki Law. But what happened to Nikki, Shane? What happened to her? Oh, yes, she's in the CWF--can't make up your mind, can you, Ralston?" ]
BomberJake leans even closer to the camera now.
[ Charlie | "Uh, Jake? Your food is getting cold." ]
[ BomberJake | "They can reheat it." ]
[ Charlie | "Okay…" ]
Jake takes several deep breaths as he stares into the camera.
[ BomberJake | "You'll have all these thoughts swirling in your head and you won't be able to stay focused on me--a win over me won't be the outcome, Shane. Number one contendership is out of the question. And if I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times--Deamon is still after me, and what about Bloodbath? Honestly, I dunno who books these matches and makes the cards, but everybody wants a piece of BomberJake…" ]
Jake takes a short pause to gather his thoughts.
[ BomberJake | "Though it seems like you want this match to get rid of me--this isn't show or go. This isn't loser leaves HWF. To Hell with me? You mean to Hell and BACK! I don't give up easily 'cause I don't give up. You may not think I have anything on the line, but I do! Another crucial point for Team Jake is hanging in the balance--otherwise, Team Bard can add one to its tally. My title may not be up for grabs, but you don't realize how important this winning streak is to me, and by God, I'll tear you limb from limb if I have to! I'm the HWF World Heavyweight Champion, and if you think you're gonna school me, I'm gonna teach you a thing or two about talkin' trash before steppin' in the ring with me. Talk is cheap, Ralston, and so are you." ]
Jake stands up, looking at the camera as if it were Shane Ralston. They're face-to-face, similar to the expected encounter at Thursday nights Lockdown.
[ BomberJake | "I don't back down and I can back that up. I say bring it on 'cause I'll bring it--I bring my A game every night of the week, but you're sittin' at a D minus. That's what sets me apart from you, Shane. I fight as hard in a regular match as I would in a title match. Thursday night will be no different--I'm pulling out all the stops at Lockdown. Prepare for the impact 'cause here comes The BOOM!" ]
