Fandango is still standing out on the stage, and the fans are excited because they know Jeff Hardy is coming out next, but when is the question at hand. Fandango and Morgan wait around while the crowd grows restless, but then the lights dim and the music begins to play and they begin to cheer oh so loudly.
So You See The Writing On The Waaaaaaaaaallllllllll...
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"No More Words" hits the PA system much to the crowds delight. Immediately from behind the curtain, emerges Jeff Hardy but not in his usual dancing demeanor. He bursts out from behind the curtain wielding a steel chair in hand and a stone cold look on his face. Jeff stops on the stage nearly as soon as he came out, and eyeballs Fandango, glaring at him intensely. Jeff then turns his head and makes a beeline for Morgan in the ring; walking down the ramp with a fierce purpose.
Jeff makes his way down the rest of the ramp, before turning the corner towards the steel steps. He pauses briefly before unleashing a massive smash on the ring steps with the steel chair. The shot echoes throughout the arena and Jeff then walks up the steel steps he just hit, and enters the ring through the middle rope. He stands across the ring from Paul Heyman and Morgan but doesnt even blink at the sight of the International Champion. Jeff pulls a mic from the back pocket of his pants, and when his music is cut, he speaks to Matt Morgan.
Jeff Hardy: You're obsessed, man. You're crazy.
Jeff isn't intimidated and he stares down Matt Morgan as he continues to speak.
Jeff Hardy: You're crazy about Me that is, Matt. Every week it seems, every time I have to hear you speak man, I'm in there somewhere. At the heart of nearly everything, you try to place your foot on my chest like I'm a conquered land and your foots the flag. What is it man? Why do you keep feeling like you have to try and make it all about me? Haven't you done enough to me?? Haven't you just had your fill already? But I guess even with all that you've done to me, you still find it in your heart to bring me up nearly week in and week out. You know what I think it is though, man? I think you won't shut up about me because you can't defeat me. Sure, you've beaten me Matt, what, three times now? Plus all the damn interference, you've been a thorn in my side since you debuted pretty much. But even though you've done all that to me man, I wont go away, and I think that eats you aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive inside man! I think it just burns you up knowing that no matter what you do to me, and where you go, or even where I go, one way or another we'll find one another in this ring and you just can't put me down. So yeah man, I think you're straight up obsessed with me. I think you just cant wrap your head around why I won't quit, why these people still cheer me even though I feel like a failure, you just dont get it. You never would get it though, you dont care about these people, you've never been liked by them. Which sure, thats fine to you, but just because you don't understand something, doesn't mean you should keep putting me down. I can only bend so much and tolerate only sooooo much from you man, and I have grown SO tired of you and your hatred of me!
Jeff is all fired up and the fans are rallying behind him as he continues to speak
Jeff Hardy: These people... are going to cheer me all day and all night until they grow tired of me one day. But for now, and especially up against you, they'll back me up and be in my corner, urging me to fight when I feel I've had enough. Thats what they do for me, and I try to give them the best show on earth every single night Im out here man. So their cheers will fuel me up no matter how many times I have to face you and that ugly mug of yours. You say, you say that it's not going to be different this time. You dont know that, Matt. Life has a way of delivering twists of fate when you least expect them, so feel free to act all over confident right now, but this Friday night it's going to be one hell of a trip down off that high horse of yours when you lose the International Title. And I'll personally see to it, even if I can't win it myself. Thats why I have this
Jeff raises the steel chair up in one arm and the fans give a small cheer for the weapon since they know what Jeff can do with one.
Jeff Hardy: Matt, I brought this out with me to remind you that our match, with Fandango, is no disqualification like all Triple Threats are. And while you did win the ladder match last month, the match I helped make famous, there were five other guys in that match that created chances-took chances-and rolled the dice just to get a hand on that belt. Too many variables man, can't always account for 'em. But now, there's just three of us, and this steel chair. Matt, for what you've done to me... for all the anguish you've caused and all the hate and self loathing you've made me feel, I am going to deliver that back to you tenfold on Smackdown. You've earned at least that much from me. Because if you've screwed me out of the King of the Ring, then I'll screw you out of retaining that title. It should come home with me, but the lesser of two evils between you and Fandango means that if it goes home with him and not you, I'll still be happy. You can't put me away Matt, You can't kill me! I won't die man, I won't leave you alone! No matter how much you can do to me it'll neeeeeeeveeeerr be enough! And now it's your time to be embarrassed, now it's your time to lose and lose hard. And not Paul Heyman and his pony tail, or the guy who's forever in your shadow- Alex Riley, can stop me this time. I wont let it happen, not again!
Jeff lowers his mic for a second and the fans chant "HARDY HARDY HARDY!" in support of one of their favorites. Jeff, seemingly unwisely, turns his back on Morgan, and speaks to Fandango out on the stage.
Jeff Hardy: Fandango, just so you know, when I said "lesser of two evils" between you and Matt, I'm splitting hairs man. Its real damn close to you just being just as bad as him. You're obnoxious, you're pompous, you look down on everybody, its just allllll about you isnt it? Of course it is man, what else would it be? But the one thing you havent done to be on Matts level, is you havent stuck your nose in my business, and cost me important matches. Though, with the way you speak about me man, I'm not sure that I'm even right anymore. You, you're a plastic, cookie cutter, ken doll, man. You think you're better than me because you look like every other jerk does? And on top of it, that you're some dancer? 'Dango, you don't know a damn thing about me. We sure as hell aren't anywhere near being the same person, but that doesnt make you better than me man. I was hoping you'd treat me with respect, but I guess you want to show your true colors. I wont change man, ever. I'll take my facepaint and your disapproval over being just like everybody else. I'll continue to march to my own drum and down my own path. But this chair, 'Dango, this chair isn't meant for you. This chair belongs firmly wrapped around the side of Matt Morgans head. But if you want to pick on me just like he does, if you want to try and gang up on me and ruin MY shot at the International title... I wont even hesitate to take that chiseled chin of yours to the extreme and make you wish you were being burned by LAX again instead man. I'm that damn serious, I mean it. I am the Extreeeeeeeeme Enigma! And on Smackdown, I'll make the most of this chance if it's the last thing I do man. So you can get out of my way, or you can fall to this chair swinging maniac because I'll do anything to win. Anything.
Jeff lowers his mic and turns back and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. He hops up on to the top rope and sits; microphone in one hand and the chair in the other. The fans are cheering somewhat as Jeff sits on his perch, and waits for somebody else to speak.
