Tis' the day of the Rubber Match, men, a matchup of young guns. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, remember, with advantages, what feats he did that day. Then shall our names be in flowing cups freshly rememb’red, this story shall the good man teach his son.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers--for he to-day that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother, be he ne’er so vile. And gentlemen in AAA now-a-bed shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap while any speaks that fought with us upon Rubber Match day.
Lineups, etc. after the jump.
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