Strange Alliances

Cactus Jack: [armed with a lead pipe] Now, I may be Cactus Jack, but I am no idiot. You see, there's about 8 guys backstage who hate my guts, so I did not come out alone. I'd like to talk about the Royal Rumble just a little bit and the return to action of Cactus Jack. In some ways, one of the greatest triumphs in my life as we tore Madison Square Garden down. Maybe one of the greatest matches in my professional life. Hell no, it *was* one of the greatest matches of my professional life! Maybe one of the greatest in wrestling history. But it was also a disappointment because I didn't bring home the WWF Championship. You see, we saw a side of Triple H that I didn't know existed on Sunday night. A side just a little bit more sadistic, a side just a little rougher, and yes, a side just a little tougher. So, Triple H, with all due respect, you showed the world you are the WWF Champion, and you proved you are the Game.

[the audience jeers]

Cactus Jack: But I proved that it doesn't really matter whether you win or lose, it's how you maim the Game.

[the audience cheers]

Cactus Jack: You see, Triple H, you made some predictions and they only halfway came true. You said my blood was going to stain New York City. Well, there was blood and it did stain New York, but it sure as hell wasn't mine! You see, Triple H, I busted you wide open and I made your face into a crimson mask. And it was you, not me, that was flirting with unconsciousness. And it was all said and done, the bottom line is you looked like you just survived a trip through hell. And I looked like I'd just had a pretty good time. And I think Baltimore, Maryland...

[the audience cheers]

Cactus Jack: ...and the entire "SmackDown!" world deserves another good time. So what I'm saying, Triple H, is look around and search and try to find the testicular fortitude to enter this very ring, not tonight, not in one hour, but right... now,