Quotes About Showdown

around at Longarm

Dude did you come here to lecture or to fight? BRING IT ON." -Slam Dunk

Born of Black and White, Eaten with worms, I'm a Saint, a Sinner, a Siren of the Word, The Circle knows me, the rest just wanna trip on Grace Juice, Baby Showdown at midnight

There's not a better sporting spectacle than an evenly-matched fight.

I think it will be quite the spectacle to have Awesome Kong and Beth Phoenix in the same ring at the same time.

I could have brought Kevin Kelley to my own backyard and beat him up there. But I didn't want to do that. I wanted to come to his own backyard and bring him down in front of his own crowd, a place he loves.

Any big names out there that want to fight Danny Garcia, let's get it on.

I want Keith Thurman. He has two of the belts, and we both have big names. It's an easy fight to make, and I want it.

I've never been in the ring with The Undertaker.

The first time I fought Undertaker. I remember watching him walk down and having this chill. You know that feeling when you're almost getting into a car accident? It felt like that continuously for 10 minutes. That was a moment.

I've got issues with The Undertaker, I'd love to take The Undertaker out.

Sportsmanship and easygoing methods are all right, but it is the prospect of a hot fight that brings out the crowds.

I want a super-fight with a massive name, and I'd love it in a stadium.

A man's duty? To be ready -- with rifle or rood -- to defend his home when the showdown comes.

I'll never forget fighting on top of a cell with Shane McMahon.

Donald Cerrone vs. Justin Gaethje is no doubt a fun fight on paper.

Come at me bro!

He wouldn't just be facing her, he thought with genuine, back-sweating fear, but all of them. The four of them, with Mrs. Grady for backup. They'd roast his balls.

If it was either of them, they're going to look a whole lot worse than you before I'm finished.

Now, he thought, a satanic grin on his lips, I'll show you an Immelmann. He threw the aircraft into a half loop and then snapped it over in a half roll, heading on a direct course toward the helicopter. "Write your will, sucker!" he shouted, his voice drowned out by the rush of wind and the roar of the engine's exhaust. "Here comes the Red Baron.

Game on, asshole

Charles G. West

Deal with him, Hemingway!

Hey gunslinger... nice shot.