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Pugh is standing in the ring looking jittery, as if he's been up for days. He's holding a microphone and he's clutching his World Title belt to his shoulder.
Pugh: It's not as much fun being on this end... Horrible infact. See, I can deal with the schmucks who come at me every week texting me they're coming for my title... yelling it into a camera... telling me they deserve to be World Champion. When it becomes crazy is when you're hit with a bolt from the blue. A left field decision... something thats... I mean... Fausto you...
Pugh pauses and looks around, shifty eyes flying all over the place.
Pugh: You know what... forget it. Bring him out...
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Paul Pugh (c) vs Lucas Crowe Fin
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