You stun me with a punch to my gut as I stumble around, but start to head to the ropes. I may be in pain, but I am fully aware of what you are doing. I deliberately play possum pretending that I am out of it as I wait for you to get to the top rope. I see you leap for a crossbody as I duck and move forward so that you sail right over me and crash to the mat behind me. I quickly exit the ring through the ropes and start climbing the turnbuckle as I look to the fans and point to my head like I outsmarted you as I get booed. I wait for you to get back up to your feet.