"Wow, it just sent chills down my spine. How about we talk about another piece of history, shall we? Six years, that is the number of years more I have been wrestling over you. In 1999, I started competing with a wrestling promotion known as Steel Domain Wrestling in Minnesota.
"I work my ass off to get anywhere, going from the IWA, to ROH, to TNA. All my plans were to make it to one place: the WWE. When I finally made it, I saw so many "superstars" around me. They didn't wrestle; they entertained. One of them was a punk kid who was only there for being a reality TV star.
"I had bled on independent mats for years on end and had learned to wrestle, yet you just had to drop out of college and act in a series of reality TV shows for a few years. Somehow, I managed to rise out of the muck because I knew how to entertain as much as I knew how to wrestle.
"I watched some amazing stars never make it to this company and this pinnacle because of guys like you, Miz. Guys who could talk the talk but had no concept of how to walk the walk. Do you know how many people deserve to be in your spot right now? More than I can count.
"You tell me that you're going to beat me. Entertaining in the ring will never beat wrestling in the ring. It doesn't matter if I have to make you bleed, escape a cage or just make you go to sleep. I will beat you for this company, for this title and for each one of those stars who deserved to be in your place."
Miz: "You think it was easy to get here? You think I was handed anything? I had to prove to every man in the back from the wrestlers to the promoters that I deserved to be here. I didn't get any special treatment. I was almost thrown out of the company because some people refused to give me a chance.
"Sure, you had your ways of getting here, and I had mine. But don't discount me. Don't you dare say that I didn't work to get to where I am. I may not out-"wrestle" you on Sunday, but I can outperform you. Doesn't matter what you call it, Punk. All that matters is whose hand is raised at the end of the night."
Cole: "Can I have your attention, please?"
Michael Cole walks from the back and looks over both men.
Cole: "No matter how I feel about either of you personally, I'm here as SmackDown General Manager. Do you know how much time you two have been taking up insulting my company on my show? That is enough. I will tell you two what you need to do.
"Punk, you will wrestle in our champion vs. champion main event as you take on the Intercontinental Champion Cody Rhodes. Miz, you will face off against the No. 1 contender for that belt, John Morrison; however, you'll wrestle in a specialty match that we could see on Sunday.
"You and Morrison will wrestle in a Falls Count Anywhere match. Now, both of you need to head to the back so that my show can properly continue as planned. Thank you!"
Cole walks to the back as Miz and Punk stare down. We head to commercial break.