You luck runneth over (o2Blade)

[jasta]

During the XWA Live event, The crowd is surprised to see that Bryan Jasta had made the trip. As he makes his way to the ring, "The Spartan " ismet with a hail of boos. But it doesn't matter to him. His purpose for the evening was straight and true. Upon enetering the ring, a mic is supplied, and he makes and address to a certain individual.

There is a young man backstage who has to be one of the LUCKIEST men walking goods green earth. That man's name is Blade Myers. At Soul Survivor, by the grace of the all mighty, he managed to to pin my shoulders down to the mat 1, 2, 3. As much as you might be reveling in the fact that you beat me, you, me and ALL of you idiots in this arena KNOW it was a damn fluke. My mid was set on making an example of the "The BONEHEAD" Enrique, and in that I let my guard, and that opportunistic little punk succeeded in beating me. Well Mr. Myers, congratulations. You now have my absolute FULL attention. And that is why I stand in this ring tonight. I've got my gear in the back, and I've got time to kill as WELL as a score to settle. So I'm challenging YOU tonight, one on one. Nothing fancy, no gimmicks. Just a classic wrestling match, so that I can show YOU the same thing I showed Enrique, Sylas Styles and the fallen Chris Havik before you. And that's that NOBODY beats Bryan Jasta.

Nobody.

[blade07]

Creed - What If hits the PA System, Blade steps through the curtains and makes his way down to the ring. He gets in the ring all calls for a mic, Damn right it was a flukeI could probably do it again so im accepting your challange.

Blade lowers his mic and waits for a response from Bryan.

[jasta]

Jasta can only stand and smile at the enthusiasm of Myers.

You're brave, Myers. But bravery often times leads men to early graves. You seem to be writhe of confidence. Well let me assure you that you confidence will fall upon deaf ears tonight. As I said before, I REFUSE to take it as you being the better man. Frankly, you're not. I've defeated greater men then you half drunk with a broken arm. Reality comes free tonight. And the reality is that I not only beat you, I HUMILIATE you in front of all these people who adore you so much. And I'm going to enjoy every minute of picking you apart. Piece by piece, until nothing remains but a beaten, battered, BROKEN shell of a man.