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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2013 10:04:58 GMT -5
Jair Hopkins has nothing to say, and with good reason.
You had a good week last week, Jair. Twice, you mamaged to 'one-up' me in a single show. Your reward? You find yourself in a one-on-one match with the single most dangerous bitch in this company on a face-to-face company. Happy birthday to you. The truth is Jair, when I demanded that PURE book me in a straight up fight, I was hoping for more than a tag-team specialist who's spent years being carried by his partner and who is only here facing me because he cashed in all of his lucky chips the week before. That having be said, this is the only real match the big-wigs at PURE could make after your bit of luck last week, so I get it. Here's the thing... you and I both know that you don't, in fact, have so much as a prayer this week. Sure, you can get me out of the ring long enough to pin someone else, and sure you can manage to put me over the top rope when my attention is focused elsewhere. But when it's just you and I? When there are no distractions and you have my full, undivided attention?
Not a bloody chance.
So take solace in the fact that no one, and I do mean no one, expects you to win this match, Hopkins. Everyone knows that one-on-one, I'm the top of the food chain in this company. Everyone knows that luck can only carry you so far, and that yours just ran out.
Everyone knows, Jair.
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