The Pontiac Silverdome. There's a lotta history in that building. Lots of memories made. Lots of dreams lost. I was there when Andre the Giant fell. I was there when Steamboat and Savage beat the hell out of each other for the Intercontinental Championship.
The Intercontinental Championship.
I've had some history with that, too. In the span of my career, my Intercontinental Champion days don't make up for that much time, but by God they were good times. How many people can honestly say that they brought out the best of Bret Hart over that strap?
Booker T, I accept your call for challengers. Chavoman, I'll see you in the ring. My career's not over yet, and I want some gold around my waist again.
Who am I? Some call me a Hot Rod; some call me a Rowdy Scot.
