"You want to apologize? Like nothing happened. Like you didn't knock
me on my ass in front of millions of people worldwide, and I'm gonna
come down there and work with you. I'm not coming back, and now
thanks to the magic of live television I'm gonna show the whole
world, why for seven years in ECW I was the unscripted, uncensored,
loose cannon of commentary. Six months ago, WWE called me, I didn't
call this company because I was looking for a job. I didn't need a
job. WWE called me because they had humiliated and fired...again,
Jim Ross. So I get JR's spot, and from week one, week after week
I've got an ongoing lecture about the differences in professional
wrestling and sports entertainment. I'm not allowed to say 'pro
wrestling', I'm not allowed to say 'wrestler'. I have to say 'sports
entertainment' and refer to the wrestlers as 'superstars'. I'm told
to deliberant ignore the moves and the holds during the matches so I
can tell stories. Well ignoring the moves and the holds is damn
insulting to the athletes, the 'wrestlers', not the entertainers who
leave their families three hundred days a year to ply their craft in
that ring. Here's the best part, because I'm not a sports
entertainment storyteller I get pulled from Wrestlemania, and the
reason I'm given is, is because I don't sound like Jim Ross who's
the guy they fired in the first place. That makes sense, right? So I
swallow the bitter pill, I'm a company guy. I get bumped from
Wrestlemania. Then I get bumped from Backlash? I'm not good enough
to call Backlash!? In ECW, I called live pay-per-views on my own,
solo, no color commentators dragging me down. Wasn't done before me,
hasn't been done since. But I'm not good enough to call Backlash
because I'm not a sports entertainment storyteller. Well you know
what? I am sick of sports entertainment. I am sick of male
cheerleaders. I am sick of boogers and bathroom humor and semen and
I am sick of our chairman. Who likes to talk about his own semen, he
mocks God... he mocks God!!!!! And makes out with the divas all to
feed his own insatiable ego. I am sick of sports entertainment, and
most of all I am sick of you fans who actually buy into that crap!
This sports entertainment circus! I never
needed this job, and I don't want this job anymore."

[At this point Joey pulls the WWE collar off the microphone and
tosses it away.]

"I quit!"