Jamie's music played through the bootleg speakers at ringside as his limp form laid draped across Blackjack's. The roar of the crowd was so loud, one could only hear the melodious strums of the guitar.

"Your winner of this match as a result of pinfall...Jamie...Bader!"

The ref took a moment and cleared some of the debris before coming over and helping Jamie up. He raised Jamie's hand in the air, but very soon Jamie's legs wobbled and went out from under him. He simply scooted away with one hand clutching his ribs and the other clutching his head as he tried to make sense of what the hell just happened.

The ref went over and tried to check on Blackjack as the paramedics arrived and began to check on both of the competitors.

Jamie was showing mixtures of pain and severe confusion, but for the most part seemed conscious, although barely. While Jamie was trying his best to force his brain to think, all he could hear were the claps of the fans around him. This was a definite first for the Southern Sinister Scoundrel.

"...I think I won." He muttered with a groan as the medics tried to help him out of the ring.