<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"><i>Once you make it to Monday Night Raw then your life is complete or so they thought.</i><br/>
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As the crowd was going absolutely crazy, Maxwell Jansen and Sheldon Quarles were standing near the locker room area. Their dreams were about to come true as they were scheduled to meet with Mick Foley and Stephanie McMahon. There were rumors that The New Day was running out of potential challengers so an open challenge was sent out by the top brass of the WWE. Maxwell, who was working an independent show just outside of Chicago, was the first to get the call from Mick Foley. Tears of joy began to stream down Maxwell's cheeks as the seven footer was excited about the opportunity. <br/>
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"Thank you Mr. Foley," he says over the phone before hanging up. It was finally official and Maxwell couldn't keep inside him. Fast forward to the night in question, Maxwell and Sheldon were walking around the backstage area searching for Mick Foley. <br/>
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"Are you sure he wants us here?" questions Sheldon as his long hair was tied back into a ponytail. Max nodded his head as they continue searching for Foley. The two friends are walking around until they bump into Chris Jericho. Jericho stumbles forward a bit before turning to face the two goofballs. He looks at them while holding a clipboard in his hand. <br/>
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"Watch where you ass-clowns are going," he states while looking them up and down. Max slapped Sheldon on the shoulder. "Yo, look at what we got here Sheldon," he begins as Jericho looks at them. "You better be careful you stupid idiots," warns Jericho as Sheldon chuckles. "Or what Chris, you're going to bore us with more meaningless exploits from your failed memoir that you tried to write," retorts Sheldon as Jericho gasps. He then pulls out his pen and looks at them. "Do you know what you stupid idiots just did? Do you? You just made the list," declares Jericho as he scribbles down a name. <br/>
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Sheldon laughs as Maxwell's are glued to the television monitor. His eyes come across that beautiful specimen standing on the stage. "Who is she?" he asks while watching with vested interest.</span></span>