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Chris Jericho!

"I'm a former World Heavyweight Champion
I am the Ayatollah Of Rock'N'Rollah
I am the Best In The World."
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Do you really think it's worth it? Do you really think it's entertaining to see a Heel vs. Heel match happen at a pay-per-view. Jericho didn't think so. He put his mind into it, and finally realized that it was stupid to face JBL in match. Jericho called up Vickie Guerrero on his phone and told her to meet him at the back alley tonight. Vickie Guerrero agreed. In a matter of time .. Jericho had slapped on his wonderful suit and walked around the hallways in the backstage area while adjusting his, oh so, fabulous tie. Jericho had spiked his head at anyone who would come his way and then he would laugh if they flinched back like the idiots they are.

The backstage area was buzzing, the occasion truly was momentous. Of course, Jericho didn't particularly care for the festivities, or any of the multitude of legends that just happened to be milling around the backstage area. Wading towards the curtains Jericho would wait to hear his theme song before he could continue. "Cmon!" he said to himself, impatiently awaiting his turn. Finally, he heard the sharp tone of his theme song arise from the depths of the arena. Jericho walked up the steps and made his way through the curtains. There he would be greeted by what looked like a billion fans. Jericho would smirk and turn his back towards the arena and would flex his arms out. Jericho then hastily turned around and yelled out "Yeah!" as he made his way down the ramp. Jericho would eventually make his way near the ring, but instead of going inside first he'd go towards the dudes in charge with electronics. A guy gave him a microphone and then Jericho would slide in. Jericho stood inside of the middle of the ring, smiling at tons of the fans cheering.

The fans were cheering like neverbefore, It was the first time Jericho had ever heard a crowd as loud as this one. Jericho waited for them to quiet down before he talked, "I've been thinking to myself lately, how much of an idiot JBL is. Considering the fact that he challenged me to a match at Extreme Rules. I'm going to decline that offer, but Jericho you signed the contract didn't you? You're right, but .... look what I've got Jericho slipped out a piece of folded paper from his trouser pocket and unfolded it, he opened it fully and then tried to straighten it. Jericho looked at the piece of paper carefully and then put the microphone back to his lips. "Look, whats this?" Jericho faced the contract at the camera and smiled. Jericho took out a lighter from his back pocket and then burned up the contract. Jericho dropped the burning contract and stomped on the contract as it was on fire and he didn't want the fire to spread "Oops, looks like I don't have anyone to face at Extreme Rules now." the crowd roared with insane boo's as Jericho laughed in their face. Jericho went near the ropes about to exit the arena --

Chris Jericho stared at Bully Ray, even glared. Jericho heard the chants from the crowd, gaining Jericho some adrenaline. Jericho picked up the microphone he had dropped before he had went to the ropes. Jericho paced around thinking, he was pretty pissed off since he didn't want to be at Extreme Rules, considering he had to attend to some business. Jericho picked up the microphone and held it to his lips.

"I am the Best In The World, Ray. You've got that right, but here is the thing, I don't want to face you at Extreme Rules because someone such as yourself couldn't compete in the same ring with me. Look at us Ray, we're both different, I'm a WORLD Champion and you're there ... with your little paper champions. The only thing I would be doing if I was facing you is I'd probably make you bigger than you are today, but that ain't gonna happen Ray. Why don't you just step aside, get the hell out of my way and let me leave."

Chris Jericho cringed at Bully Ray while the crowd was chanting his name "Bully Ray!" Jericho pushed Bully Ray aside "You're on" Jericho loudly said into the microphone as the crowd roared in tremendous volume. Jericho dropped the microphone and left the presence of the arena.