>A few years earlier, in 2010, we had a live event in a little

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>A few years earlier, in 2010, we had a live event in a little barn of a building in Amarillo, Texas, on the same day Canada was playing for the Olympic gold medal in hockey against the United States.
>The afternoon’s match was Punk and me vs. Morrison and Edge, and since we were all familiar with each other’s styles, we agreed to call the match in the ring and not get together beforehand so that Edge and I could watch the game. .
>Punk started the match and did a few spots with Morrison and then Edge. I stood on the apron waiting for the tag, but he kept ignoring me. He stopped Edge and started getting heat on him but still didn’t tag me in. I started getting hip to the fact that he planned on working the whole match himself.
>I stood on the apron watching him do all the work and munched some popcorn from a ringside fan, until Morrison finally got the hot tag and pinned him. I wasn’t selling it outwardly, but inside I was fucking pissed, especially when a fan hit me in the back of the head with an empty Pepsi can as I walked to the back.
>I called the four of us into the trainer’s room after the match and asked Punk what his problem was. He opened up instantly and admitted he felt Edge and I had been unprofessional in watching the hockey game instead of putting together the match beforehand.
>I wasn’t having any of it and exploded right back, “You can’t call a match in the ring? I don’t need to explain myself to anybody in this arena, never mind you. And you wanna talk about unprofessional? If ONE person out there bought a ticket to see me, you just took that away from them. If you had a problem with me watching the game, you should’ve said something back here, not in the ring. What you did out there was fucking unprofessional!”
>We agreed to disagree but to this day I still feel he was out of line,