Rocky and Taz are in the ring. Rocky has a mic.

"Hey, Taz, tonight, I get to face Steve Corino. You faced him at Wrestlemania. Do you have any advice?"
"Yeah. He's a punk! You're better than him, you'll get the win easily!" Taz responded. The two of them laugh. "I, on the other hand, got a shot at the big prize today. The number one title in the company. I am facing five of the top names in the WWF for a chance at that Gold-Faced Freak's title."
Rocky started to lay out his opponents. "You've got to break the heart of the Heartbreak Kid, match the madness of Mankind, tame the Mastodon, Vader, derail the Fucktrain, and give the Undertaker his last rites. Do you think you can do it, Taz?"
"Yeah."
"I can't hear you, DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO IT, TAZ?"
"Yeah!"
"I SAID I CAN'T HEAR YOU! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE ON ALL 5 OF YOUR OPPONENTS TONIGHT, SUPLEX THEM INTO OBLIVION, CRAWWWWWL ONTO ONE OF THEIR BODIES, GET THAT 3 COUNT, AND WIN THAT WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD?"
"YE-!"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK! BECAUSE [b]THE ROCK[/b] KNOWS YOU CAN DO IT! [b]YOU[/b] KNOW THAT YOU CAN DO IT! AND WE BOTH KNOW THAT YOU [b]WILL[/b] DO IT! BUT ENOUGH ABOUT YOU, IT'S TIME FOR THE ROCK TO DO HIS THING!"
The two of them, all fired up, call out Corino for his match.
"Now will the poor Million Dollar Prospect come out so I can work off some of this energy I built up firing up my good buddy Taz?"