BATON ROOOOOUUUUGE...Wolfpac in...the...
/points microphone at the crowd
You know I hear a lot about how Big Sexy doesn't show up for the house shows and for the TV tapings, and how he better watch out for the high-flyin' Hilltoppers this weekend.
Look, when you're an impact player, sometimes you just gotta Milton Berle these things, and show the people just enough to get the job done.
I may not have all the fanciest moves, and I may not get the five-star reviews from the dirt sheets, but let's get one thing straight here. Kevin Nash is the biggest, baddest guy in the ring, and when he hits you, you go down. Especially when you're some vanilla midmajor from the hills of Kentucky.
Not that there's anything wrong with the hills. May go roam a few myself later tonight, ifyaknowwhatImean.
You high-flyin' types come by every year, and every year the same thing happens.
Here's how this is going to go. Big Sexy's going to show up, and he's going to push you around. Then he's going to smack you around. Hit a couple high-impact moves, drop you with the powerbomb, and then kick it at the afterparty.