"JeriCade is basically a washed up never-was and a cocky little prick. You see, when me and Phillip go out there, we have two things in mind: destroying those motherfuckers and pleasing these fans!"
The crowd cheers.
"We will GIVE our bodies up for the win. Hell, I'll chop my dick off!"
Faint boos echoed in the arena.
"Okay, maybe not that far. But, you guys get the point."
Cross grins.
