O'Mally is an Irish name, twit. You really dropped a clanger there.

Ya seem to like to walk around thinkin' you're the mutt's nuts 'cause yer some jock from Nebraska, but when they were handin' out brains, ya thought they said "train". Good thing they've got...you Americans call it "football"? Football scholarship. 'Cause ya don't seem to have any bloody idea of what yer on about. Maybe yer lack of proper intellience is the chink in yer armour. But hey, at least ya tried to insult my heritage.

Course, when we step in that ring. Ya won't do that. Because, Linda, I am going to beat you so bad that yer mother is going to encourage ya to quit. Which by seein' me on yer television screen, ya already know is a novel idea. Face it, Harrison, I am goin' to sock ya so hard in ya gabber that yer gonna be talkin' backwards for two weeks.

Like... diputs taht yllaer uoy era? Aye, I jest spoke backwards. Whatcha gon' do about it, you cunt?