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Stone Cold stands there patiently, as he has for the entire duration of Aries' trash talking, listening to every word the now Undisputed Champion has thrown at him, as the crowd is alive with an uproarious mixed ovation directed towards both men. As Aries looks at Stone Cold and adjusts the position of his championship belt again, the Texas Rattlesnake raises his microphone from his side to his mouth, looking at the self-proclaimed "Greatest Man That Ever Lived" as he begins his response.
Stone Cold: Look at ya, all this anger and nothin' that you can do with it except flap yer gums. I haven't even responded to anything you just said and you're already offended. Now you probably think that I stood here listening to what you said only so I could twist your words and respond in the most advantageous way possible, but you're not entirely hitting the nail on the head. I listen because, my personal opinion about ya aside, I'm legitimately interested in what you have ta' say, whether I agree with all of it or not. After all, you're the You Dubya Eff Undisputed Champion, which means yer at the top of the food chain now, kid. This is your show, your company, you call the shots, it's up ta' you how entertaining everything is from here on out. Are you going to be someone worth payin' ta' see, or are you going to make them regret the night you cashed in because you bore 'em ta' tears? The ball's in your court, and I'm curious ta' find out what you do with it. Personally I think you're going to run You Dubya Eff into the ground. Why? Because you have no experience being a bankable soup-er-star, your tenure in this company is the closest you've come to the big time, it's your first taste of credible spotlight. With that said, who's ta' say you won't crumble under the pressure? Who's ta' say you won't choke? Who's ta' say that you aren't professional wrestling's next big tragedy waiting ta' happen?
Now of course you're going to disagree with me, because in your mind you have it all together, you have a hold on the reigns that can't be budged. Yer gonna take You Dubya Eff places You See Dubya's been and beyond, right? Which means more superstars are going to notice the success you're enjoying and decide they want a part of it, and they'll sign a contract with the company, and soon enough there'll be too many chefs in the kitchen and the company'll have to extend to another brand, and then another brand, and then another brand. Singles stars and tag teams will flow across these fans' television sets like milk and honey, and everyone will turn profits the likes of which they've never imagined dreaming of. That's the future according to Austin Aries. But before I go any further, there are parts of that you disagree with also, aren't there? And the parts in question are the ones referring to the betterment of other talent. Austin Aries doesn't care about other people, he's just in it for himself. Well if you hadn't admitted that you cashed in for the You Dubya Eff Universe's benefit, I'd likely believe you, but since you did admit it, I'm gonna call bullshit. Am I an egomaniac for not being like you? Does it make me selfish for not being here ta' benefit anyone but myself. Yes and yes, but I don't give a damn. I've pointed this out so many times it's getting redundant, coming out here and performing for the sake of these fans got me nothing, not being in it for myself and trying to help others got me nothing. I became weak, I became nothing more than a novelty act, a doll that Vince McMahon could take out and dust off and play with whenever he wanted to and discard me when I had expired my use. Arrive, Stunner, Leave became my itinerary.
That ego you claimed everyone saw wasn't ego at all, Austin, what they saw was my glowing success. They saw the connection I had with the crowd, they saw the figures I was making for myself and the company, I had so much that they wanted and could never have, and finally it ate them up so much they sought out to take it from me. That's where costing me title shot after title shot came in, they wanted to bump me off and take my spot, enjoy all the perks that comes with being Stone Cold Steve Austin. My ego has never screwed me, what screwed me was caring more about these people getting their money's worth than wins and losses. They hated me then out of jealousy, now is when they hate me because of my ego, but again, I don't give a damn. I'm in it for me because I'm the only one I can trust anymore, and I never let myself down. I act like the top dog around here because I am the top dog, and I gladly bite the hand that feeds me. If it makes the boys and the back scheme and come up with plans to try and take me out, take a number and get in line, boys. And I can act this way towards my co-workers and the fans and my bosses for one reason, they need me more than I need them. In a round about way, yes, all of them contribute to my income, but as I've stated in the past, I don't need their money. I could have easily stayed retired and never wrestled another day in my life, but I was begged not to. "Don't leave Stone Cold, we need you, you're still a ratings draw and a big money maker." So I stayed, and how do they show their thanks? They stick me with Diamond Dallas Page!
Diamond Dallas Page did as much to help my career as you calling me an old farthead hurt my feelings, which, in case you aren't a math whiz equals zero. You're a grown man and you call me an old farthead like this is Dubya Dubya E with a damn PG rating. You're as childish as you are hypocritical, that's one thing that's for damn certain. But I'm not bothered by it, because it's merely desperation shining through again. The closer we get to Backlash, the deeper I get into your head, and the more traumatized you become by the bitter reality that I keep getting the upper hand, the more selective your hearing apparently becomes. You question if my ego would allow me to admit that you, a "little indy wrestler", beat my ass. Well, to refresh your memory, I already admitted it. I alluded to the fact that you beat me on You See Dubya Smackdown in our first ever encounter, which means, when you factor in our match on Raw a few weeks ago, our upcoming match at Backlash will make this a trilogy, something I also have said once before. Sure, the dynamic of the match has changed, so it's not a trilogy of singles matches, but that's irrelevent. You trading in the briefcase for the championship belt did nothing to prevent me from pulling the trigger, Austin, you just gave me a different weapon to do so with.
And it is something that you can't prevent. You can deliver brainbuster after brainbuster, I will keep getting up from the mat to take another, asking if that's all ya got. You can put me in a submission for ten minutes, twenty minutes, hell, make it an hour, I will not submit, and even if I don't break the hold, you're going to get tired eventually and release it on your own. And the chair shot, even if you bust my head to the point that myself and everyone in the front row can visibly see my brain, I will not be handed the loss. I will win the Undisputed Championship and I don't care who has a problem with it, because when I become the holder of that belt, I'm going to do it for nobody but me. I won't be representing You Dubya Eff, I won't be representing the You Dubya Eff Universe, I won't be representing the locker room, I'll be representing Stone Cold Steve Austin.
The crowd intensely boos the Texas Rattlesnake as Aries looks none too pleased himself, but that doesn't silence Austin at all.
Stone Cold: Don't worry, as you said, you aren't the only one that doesn't want me to become champion, and as I pointed out this isn't going to be a singles match. There will be two other men looking to claim the prize, the man you cashed in on Wade Barrett, and the official number one contender Chris Jericho. Now my history with Chris Jericho is well documented, and my feelings towards him are no secret to anyone familiar with that history. Chris, if you're listenin', and since yer part of this match now I suggest you should be, I'm gonna speak directly ta' you for a moment. It must eat you alive knowing that after all the hard work you put into winning that tournament, it now means nothing. Your chances of victory went from fifty-fifty odds to a mere twenty-five percent chance. You came to the You Dubya Eff to be the "Savior" these fans have come ta' know you as, but now you are the one in dire need of saving, but there is no one that will answer the call. Not your former tag team partner Big Show, not your good buddy Lance Storm, not the writer of the bonus foreword to your second book Zack Ryder, no one. Not one week removed from wanting to embrace me for waking up and turning my back to these fans, you are back ta' havin' them cheer for you, yer right back to the same ol' same. I beat Rock and Austin in one night, never ever the same a-gain, all that garbage you used ta' throw out is now being recycled through your system and regurgitated into the laps of these dumbasses for nostalgic value and a cheap pop. You sold yer soul ta' be a one trick pony again, Jericho, and because of this I will take great pleasure in detoxing this industry of Jerichohol for good.
The fans boo Austin and begin to chant, "Y2J! Y2J!". Stone Cold ignores them and continues.
Stone Cold: Wade Barrett, however, is someone I've never crossed paths with. Many could speculate that Wade is the hungriest competitor going into this thing since he was not only the one that got cashed in on, but he never saw it comin' and before he knew it, that precious championship was gone. Well even if that were true, what is it that you're going to do to put down not only Chris Jericho and Austin Aries, but yours truly Stone Cold Steve Austin, the Wasteland? Congratulations on coming up with a finishing move that makes "The Worm" look devastating, kid. No wonder you started using the "Black Hole Slam", at least that looks like it could win you a match. However, it isn't going to be winning you this match, Wade. I understand you want your championship back, but understand this, I have never held it. Ever since coming to You See Dubya, I have coveted the World Heavyweight Championship, I have heatedly pursued the You See Dubya Championship, and now that those two championships are exclusive to one titleholder, I want to win it even more. And finally, I will win it, on the most appropriately titled night in my entire career, Backlash. On that night, all the people watching, and you three competing, are all, in some way, shape, or form, are going to feel the backlash of my two and a half years of hungrily chasing the gold without being fed. And that...
Austin turns his focus back to Aries.
Stone Cold: Is something I guaran-damn-tee!
Austin lowers his microphone as the crowd boos him more intensely and he awaits a response from the Undisputed Champion.
Stone Cold: Look at ya, all this anger and nothin' that you can do with it except flap yer gums. I haven't even responded to anything you just said and you're already offended. Now you probably think that I stood here listening to what you said only so I could twist your words and respond in the most advantageous way possible, but you're not entirely hitting the nail on the head. I listen because, my personal opinion about ya aside, I'm legitimately interested in what you have ta' say, whether I agree with all of it or not. After all, you're the You Dubya Eff Undisputed Champion, which means yer at the top of the food chain now, kid. This is your show, your company, you call the shots, it's up ta' you how entertaining everything is from here on out. Are you going to be someone worth payin' ta' see, or are you going to make them regret the night you cashed in because you bore 'em ta' tears? The ball's in your court, and I'm curious ta' find out what you do with it. Personally I think you're going to run You Dubya Eff into the ground. Why? Because you have no experience being a bankable soup-er-star, your tenure in this company is the closest you've come to the big time, it's your first taste of credible spotlight. With that said, who's ta' say you won't crumble under the pressure? Who's ta' say you won't choke? Who's ta' say that you aren't professional wrestling's next big tragedy waiting ta' happen?
Now of course you're going to disagree with me, because in your mind you have it all together, you have a hold on the reigns that can't be budged. Yer gonna take You Dubya Eff places You See Dubya's been and beyond, right? Which means more superstars are going to notice the success you're enjoying and decide they want a part of it, and they'll sign a contract with the company, and soon enough there'll be too many chefs in the kitchen and the company'll have to extend to another brand, and then another brand, and then another brand. Singles stars and tag teams will flow across these fans' television sets like milk and honey, and everyone will turn profits the likes of which they've never imagined dreaming of. That's the future according to Austin Aries. But before I go any further, there are parts of that you disagree with also, aren't there? And the parts in question are the ones referring to the betterment of other talent. Austin Aries doesn't care about other people, he's just in it for himself. Well if you hadn't admitted that you cashed in for the You Dubya Eff Universe's benefit, I'd likely believe you, but since you did admit it, I'm gonna call bullshit. Am I an egomaniac for not being like you? Does it make me selfish for not being here ta' benefit anyone but myself. Yes and yes, but I don't give a damn. I've pointed this out so many times it's getting redundant, coming out here and performing for the sake of these fans got me nothing, not being in it for myself and trying to help others got me nothing. I became weak, I became nothing more than a novelty act, a doll that Vince McMahon could take out and dust off and play with whenever he wanted to and discard me when I had expired my use. Arrive, Stunner, Leave became my itinerary.
That ego you claimed everyone saw wasn't ego at all, Austin, what they saw was my glowing success. They saw the connection I had with the crowd, they saw the figures I was making for myself and the company, I had so much that they wanted and could never have, and finally it ate them up so much they sought out to take it from me. That's where costing me title shot after title shot came in, they wanted to bump me off and take my spot, enjoy all the perks that comes with being Stone Cold Steve Austin. My ego has never screwed me, what screwed me was caring more about these people getting their money's worth than wins and losses. They hated me then out of jealousy, now is when they hate me because of my ego, but again, I don't give a damn. I'm in it for me because I'm the only one I can trust anymore, and I never let myself down. I act like the top dog around here because I am the top dog, and I gladly bite the hand that feeds me. If it makes the boys and the back scheme and come up with plans to try and take me out, take a number and get in line, boys. And I can act this way towards my co-workers and the fans and my bosses for one reason, they need me more than I need them. In a round about way, yes, all of them contribute to my income, but as I've stated in the past, I don't need their money. I could have easily stayed retired and never wrestled another day in my life, but I was begged not to. "Don't leave Stone Cold, we need you, you're still a ratings draw and a big money maker." So I stayed, and how do they show their thanks? They stick me with Diamond Dallas Page!
Diamond Dallas Page did as much to help my career as you calling me an old farthead hurt my feelings, which, in case you aren't a math whiz equals zero. You're a grown man and you call me an old farthead like this is Dubya Dubya E with a damn PG rating. You're as childish as you are hypocritical, that's one thing that's for damn certain. But I'm not bothered by it, because it's merely desperation shining through again. The closer we get to Backlash, the deeper I get into your head, and the more traumatized you become by the bitter reality that I keep getting the upper hand, the more selective your hearing apparently becomes. You question if my ego would allow me to admit that you, a "little indy wrestler", beat my ass. Well, to refresh your memory, I already admitted it. I alluded to the fact that you beat me on You See Dubya Smackdown in our first ever encounter, which means, when you factor in our match on Raw a few weeks ago, our upcoming match at Backlash will make this a trilogy, something I also have said once before. Sure, the dynamic of the match has changed, so it's not a trilogy of singles matches, but that's irrelevent. You trading in the briefcase for the championship belt did nothing to prevent me from pulling the trigger, Austin, you just gave me a different weapon to do so with.
And it is something that you can't prevent. You can deliver brainbuster after brainbuster, I will keep getting up from the mat to take another, asking if that's all ya got. You can put me in a submission for ten minutes, twenty minutes, hell, make it an hour, I will not submit, and even if I don't break the hold, you're going to get tired eventually and release it on your own. And the chair shot, even if you bust my head to the point that myself and everyone in the front row can visibly see my brain, I will not be handed the loss. I will win the Undisputed Championship and I don't care who has a problem with it, because when I become the holder of that belt, I'm going to do it for nobody but me. I won't be representing You Dubya Eff, I won't be representing the You Dubya Eff Universe, I won't be representing the locker room, I'll be representing Stone Cold Steve Austin.
The crowd intensely boos the Texas Rattlesnake as Aries looks none too pleased himself, but that doesn't silence Austin at all.
Stone Cold: Don't worry, as you said, you aren't the only one that doesn't want me to become champion, and as I pointed out this isn't going to be a singles match. There will be two other men looking to claim the prize, the man you cashed in on Wade Barrett, and the official number one contender Chris Jericho. Now my history with Chris Jericho is well documented, and my feelings towards him are no secret to anyone familiar with that history. Chris, if you're listenin', and since yer part of this match now I suggest you should be, I'm gonna speak directly ta' you for a moment. It must eat you alive knowing that after all the hard work you put into winning that tournament, it now means nothing. Your chances of victory went from fifty-fifty odds to a mere twenty-five percent chance. You came to the You Dubya Eff to be the "Savior" these fans have come ta' know you as, but now you are the one in dire need of saving, but there is no one that will answer the call. Not your former tag team partner Big Show, not your good buddy Lance Storm, not the writer of the bonus foreword to your second book Zack Ryder, no one. Not one week removed from wanting to embrace me for waking up and turning my back to these fans, you are back ta' havin' them cheer for you, yer right back to the same ol' same. I beat Rock and Austin in one night, never ever the same a-gain, all that garbage you used ta' throw out is now being recycled through your system and regurgitated into the laps of these dumbasses for nostalgic value and a cheap pop. You sold yer soul ta' be a one trick pony again, Jericho, and because of this I will take great pleasure in detoxing this industry of Jerichohol for good.
The fans boo Austin and begin to chant, "Y2J! Y2J!". Stone Cold ignores them and continues.
Stone Cold: Wade Barrett, however, is someone I've never crossed paths with. Many could speculate that Wade is the hungriest competitor going into this thing since he was not only the one that got cashed in on, but he never saw it comin' and before he knew it, that precious championship was gone. Well even if that were true, what is it that you're going to do to put down not only Chris Jericho and Austin Aries, but yours truly Stone Cold Steve Austin, the Wasteland? Congratulations on coming up with a finishing move that makes "The Worm" look devastating, kid. No wonder you started using the "Black Hole Slam", at least that looks like it could win you a match. However, it isn't going to be winning you this match, Wade. I understand you want your championship back, but understand this, I have never held it. Ever since coming to You See Dubya, I have coveted the World Heavyweight Championship, I have heatedly pursued the You See Dubya Championship, and now that those two championships are exclusive to one titleholder, I want to win it even more. And finally, I will win it, on the most appropriately titled night in my entire career, Backlash. On that night, all the people watching, and you three competing, are all, in some way, shape, or form, are going to feel the backlash of my two and a half years of hungrily chasing the gold without being fed. And that...
Austin turns his focus back to Aries.
Stone Cold: Is something I guaran-damn-tee!
Austin lowers his microphone as the crowd boos him more intensely and he awaits a response from the Undisputed Champion.
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