Post by DM on Feb 7, 2011 0:16:07 GMT
NWA Slamboree
Venue : Scottrade Center in St. Louis
Theme : Born To Be Wild - Hinder
Tag Line : A New Era Has Begun
Dark Matches
Chono def. Paul Burchil
Mr. Perfect def. Hurricane Helms
Ricky Steamboat def. Bam Bam Bigelow
"Good evening everyone and welcome to the event 30 days removed, Slamboree, I'm Todd Grisham, with me tonight a triple threat team of broadcasters, Bobby Heenan and Jesse Ventura."
"It's good to be back Todd and let me tell you, tonight may not be Starrcade but I gotta tell ya it seems the momentum and excitement is still going strong."
"Well maybe for you Jesse but tonight the Heenan family is taking gold home I just hope you two and keep up with us."
"Well 6 solid matches on the card and tonight should surely be a New Era in Wrestling as we take it down to Justin Roberts."
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
[Play Out]
"Now hold on just a moment. Oh yeah boo yeah go ahead and jeer all you want, but the fact of the matter is tonight I am taking back my Crusierweight Title and there isn't a thing no one can do about it. I'm sure there's some asshole that's saying 'he just won the title he won't lose it' well Boo Hoo it's about to happen. Hell, I'm willing to make a bet, if I can't beat Gabriel in five minutes, so long as he's champion, I'll never ask for a title shot again. So come on Gabriel, bring your Nelson Mandella ass out here so I can kick it back to South Africa where you belong."
[Play Out]
Gabriel came into the ring, working his arms and stretched, he was ready to go, Kidman offering his palm in a hand shake then quickly pulled it back, flipping him off. They went to lock up though Kidman would pull away, walking around and would laugh some. Gabriel would try at him with his feet though again Kidman backed off. Finally they would lock up as Billy leaned back, tossing Gabriel right into the corner, kicking to the back of his ribs then bashed his head into the turnbuckle, turning him around and would slap him hard over the face though Gabriel responded with a hard roundhouse kick right to his jaw. The ref would check on Kidman whom was nearly out cold, slowly staggering to his feet and had no idea where he was as Gabriel picked him up from behind and slammed him down face first, backing away and would drop him with a spinning wheel kick, an arm drag then a dropkick to the corner, finishing him with a monkey flip.
Gabriel hit the top rope and would wait, coming down with a senton neck breaker, rolling to his feet and would drop Kidman with a franeksteiner then a dropkick right to the knee, following up with a dropsault right in the face, Kidman unable to get in any offense since that kick as Gabriel would listen to the crowd, pointing to the top rope as he would slowly climb up, shrugging his shoulders and would crash down hard with the 450 Splash as the ref would count, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman, you're winner and STILL NWA Cruiserweight Champion, Justin Gabriel."
Gabriel had defeated Billy Kidman in a matter of two minutes and fifty seconds as he held his title up for all to see, looking down at Kidman and just shook his head, exiting the ring as slowly Kidman woke up, holding his head in pain and rose his palm in victory until the ref told him, 'no, you lost.' Once reality kicked in he went mad with anger, kicking the rope and flailing a bit, exiting the ring and would kick against the guardrail. He now could never have a title shot against Gabriel as he yelled at the fans whom laughed at him, heading up to the stage and walked through the curtain.
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
[Play Out]
Holy hell was the crowd ready for this as they were split in half on this one, both girls moving around the ring eventually locking up. Nattie would push her back three times until Lita locked her in a headlock, wrenching. Nattie pushed her off and took her down with a shoulder block, bouncing off the rope as Lita dropped her with an armdrag, bouncing off the rope as Nattie clotheslined her down, bouncing off the rope as Lita caught her with a hurricanrana, both girls rising up and stopped, pausing. They would lock up again, Nattie tossing her to ropes and missed a clothesline as Lita would sunset flip for two, both of them rising as Lita struck with a dropkick, charging in but was tossed over the ropes. She held on, landing on the apron and would rope guillotine Nattie, quickly climbing the rope and saulted with a cross body. She rolled off, keeping the momentum and dropkicked her square in the face, climbing the top rope and nailed a legdrop, covering for two.
She dragged her up though Nattie fought back with a wrestling lift then slammed her down, Lita tried fighting back with a spinning head scissor though Nattie countered that into a powerbomb, covering for two. Nattie was the first up, ramming Lita's head into the turnbuckle then turned her around, climbing up and started to punch over her head, stopping at ten then came down with a double ax then a snapmare, locking in a sleeper. Lita would slowly get to her feet, running to the corner and ducked, bashing Nattie's face into the turnbuckle then dropped her with a quick tornado DDT, rising up and would watch her rise, taking her down with a spinning neck breaker, rising up and waited as she clocked her over the head with a running ensiguri, turning her over and covered for two.
Lita rose up, climbing the top rope and leapt with a senton bomb, crashing hard upon Nattie then dragged her up, tossing her into the middle rope as she would dangle, Lita bouncing off the rope and crashed down upon her back, Nattie whipping back as Lita waited and finished her off with a bulldog. Lita watched her push herself up, dropping an elbow but missed as Nattie rolled, rising to her feet as Lita kicked hard to the back of the leg though Nattie fought back with a hard back elbow to the face then grabbed her by the hair, bashing her face first into the turnbuckle. slowly placing her on top and would drop her down with a super back suplex. Nattie was the first up, checking her nose for a moment and picked Lita up, dropping her with a pile driver then dropped a few elbows over the head, locking in a sit down side headlock though Lita countered by wrapping her legs over Nattie's neck, squeezing tightly.
With some manuevering Nattie was able to slide out as both girls rose, Nattie missing a clothesline as Lita locked in a backslide for two. Both rose again as Lita caught her with a jaw jacker, rushing in though Nattie moved aside. Lita putting her foot on the turnbuckle to stop herself and would quickly hit Nattie with a back elbow, climbing the rope and saulted with a moonsault, crashing upon Nattie only for two.
Both women rose, starting to slug it out a bit as Lita kicked low, bouncing off the rope and hit a cross body though Nattie quickly turned that into a running powerslam, climbing the top rope and dropped a Bret Hart elbow, going for the sharpshooter though Lita kicked her off through the ropes to the floor below. Lita rose up and would do a suicide dive, crashing into Nattie below as they hit the barricade. Lita was the first up as she climbed upon the apron, waiting and leap with a double axe though Nattie caught her and would backbody drop her right into the crowd. Nattie would shake her head a bit, turning around to try and suplex her back over as Lita bashed her head into the barricade, pushing her back and leapt over, taking her down with a flying clothesline.
Lita would then push her into the ring, rolling inside herself and waited for her to rise, trying for a Twist of Fate but was pushed off over the ropes, holding on and would skin the cat, grabbing Nattie and flipped her over the rope to the floor then climbed back in only to sault over and splash upon her. Lita rose up, signaling to the crowd as she went to ram Nattie into the barricade though she countered by tossing her with authority right into the steel stairs back first, the stairs flying back. Lita held her back as Nattie charged in, Lita countering with a flapjack right upon the announcers table that did not break, Nattie holding her ribs.
Lita rose up, slamming Nattie upon the floor then rolled into the ring to break the count, rolling back to the floor and would ram her head into the table, rolling her on top and slowly went to the apron, looking ready to leap until she stopped, slowly moving towards the top rope, looking out to the crowd for a moment and would leap with a Litasault down upon Natalya through the table. Fans went ballistic as Lita pulled up from the wreckage first, dragging Nattie and would roll her into the ring, Nattie starting to move as she was groggy as hell, Lita dropkicking her from behind, knocking her to the corner as she followed up with a back suplex with a bridge only for two. She rose up a little frustrated and went for a DDT though Nattie rammed her into the corner, ramming her shoulders into her midsection, pulling back and placed her on top though Lita fought her down with heavy fists and a kick, trying to get her balance though Nattie grabbed her legs and literally jerked her right off, Lita crashing hard upon the mat as Nattie tried for the Sharpshooter.
Lita would then counter with a small package though Nattie had it scouted, kicking out and dropped her with a powerful clothesline, covering for two. She rose up, dropping her with a suplex then a bodyslam, tossing her to the ropes though Lita slid under the legs, grabbing her from behind and locked in a german suplex for two. Lita rose up and locked in a front face lock, trying to wear her down though Nattie picked her up and tossed her, Lita landing on her feet and rushed in with a crucifix pin only for two. Lita would try for a sleeper though Nattie flipped her over then grabbed her hitting a reverse suplex. Lita held her ribs as she was pushed to the ropes and ducked a short arm clothesline, holding onto Nattie from behind and tried for another german suplex though she blocked, getting behind Lita and hit a release Tiger Suplex, Lita landing on her neck as Nattie moved for the pin....No only two.
She rose up and pulled Lita up though she countered with a hard fist, both women exchanging blows back and forth eventually it would turn into chops that only seemed to get louder. For two minutes they would chop at each others chest, the fans going 'ooo' with each hit as Lita hit a headbutt, picking her up for an inverted atomic drop though Nattie fought back with a stiff punch to her face, tossing her hard to the ropes and tossed her for a back bodydrop though Lita countered with a Litacanrana, waiting a moment and would dropkick the knee, bouncing off the rope and dropsaulted her square in the face. Lita then moved to the top rope, yelling out and went for a swanton bomb and connected, covering for one...two...NO.
Damn that was close as the fiesty red head rose up, waiting for her to rise as she tried the Twist of Fate though Nattie countered that into a spinning back suplex, rising to her feet and tackled her with a thez press, rising up and charged in with a flying shoulder block, rolling to her feet and called her up, hitting a burning clothesline that turned Lita inside out, getting in tackle position and ran hard though Lita quickly moved out of the way, Nattie hitting the turnbuckle and stumbled back as Lita climbed the rope and leapt with a dropkick as Nattie would quickly counter that into the Sharpshooter.
She turned her over as Lita was stuck, reaching for the rope and tried to get out, Nattie having it locked in real good, twisting at her the best she could as Lita grunt. Little by little she would crawl over to the rope though Nattie pulled her away, locking it in deeper as Lita screamed some, twisting her body a bit and was able to get on her back, pulling Nattie in then kicked her off, holding her leg in pain.
Nattie went right back to work, grabbing the leg and dropped elbows and would kick at it, draping it over the rope and would sit on it a few times, Lita using the other foot to push her out of the ring on the third attempt. Lita rose to her feet, leaping over the rope with senton, catching Nattie and did a spinning headscissor as she propelled Nattie over the barricade into the crowd. Lita rose up, dragging Nattie over the barricade and tossed her into the ring, waiting on the apron leaping with a senton splash though Nattie countered that into an Ally Oop, Lita landing right on her face. Nattie catching her from behind in a full nelson though Lita spun her body and quickly turned it into a Twist of Fate, covering Nattie for one...two...No! So close that was as Lita had no choice but to go high, waiting for Nattie to rise and went for a kick though Nattie countered that in a capture powerbomb, trying for the Sharpshooter one more time though Lita kicked her off to the corner, rising up and rushed in, taking an elbow from Nattie as she climbed the top rope and leapt though Lita caught her right in the jaw with a dropkick, quickly moving to the rope and poised for the Litasault and flew, crashing and burning as Nattie moved out of the way, quickly rising and ran for a clothesline, Lita would duck, bouncing off of the rope and would hit a sunset flip, Nattie rolling back and quickly grabbed Lita by the legs and did a jackknife pin for one....two.....three.
Nattie lay on her back exhausted, forcing herself up as she was awarded her title, raising it up as she went through a war with Lita as she eventually rose up, turning her around and would shake her hand out of respect, leaving the ring to allow Nattie to bask in the glow of her victory, rolling out of the ring as her next stop was Clash of the Champions.
Backstage, Kevin Kelly was with the man that was in a must-win situation, CM Punk.
"CM Punk, tonight you put it all on the line. If you win, you're in. If you lose... who knows when you'll get another World Title shot."
"I'm here to prove a point. Mitsuharu Misawa may be one of the greatest wrestlers to ever live, but he's no CM Punk. And Jeff Jarrett is just another old man who's prime has come and gone. I put it all on the line because I'm confident in my abilities. Jeff Jarrett refers to himself as the Gem of the NWA? Well I'm the diamond among gems. I'm the most valuable commodity in NWA, and I'm the greatest wrestler alive today. Tonight is going to be proof."
Todd Grisham took over as cameras cut back to ringside.
"Well, from what we understand ladies and gentlemen, Bobby Heenan has made it backstage, let's take you to Lord Alfred Hayes!"
"Thank you, Todd. I'm standing here with-"
"Can it, limey, I've got this. What you are looking at is the very core of the Heenan Family. Ravishing Rick Rude, the man who has all the tools needed to be the very best in the world, and Andre the Giant, the mountain of a man that no one can move. Demolition is nothing more than mere ants compared to Andre, and tonight will be a Rude Awakening for Demolition."
"Tonight.... Demolition gets obliterated!" Andre then laughed menacingly as cameras went back to ringside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!"
(Play Rude)
"Introducing first, the challengers. Accompanied by Bobby "the Brain" Heenan, weighing in at a combined 776lbs, Andre the Giant, and "Ravishing" Rick Rude!"
(Play Demolition)
"And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 583lbs, they are the NWA World Tag Team Champions, Ax and Smash, Demolition!"
Demolition entered the ring with confidence as the bell sounded, Ax and Smash stayed in their corner to discuss strategy as a towering Andre charged full speed at them! They were able to get out of the way as Andre blasted the corner, moving the ring. Smash climbed up and started punching away at his head, while Ax punched and kicked at Andre's midsection. Andre however was unfazed as he started to walk with Smash still on top of him, holding him up as he kicked Ax away, dropping Smash onto his back. Demolition got back to their feet, but Andre headbutted them both away, as they retreated to the outside, Andre standing tall in the ring.
"This is not the strategy that the champions should be working with, Jesse."
"Absolutely not, what they've gotta do is get Rude in there, cut the ring in half and make sure the big Andre doesn't get a hold of the momentum, like he has now."
"Well it doesn't look like Andre's leaving."
"You go up there and try to tell him to leave, see how far it gets you."
Andre reached over the rope and grabbed Ax by the head and went to pick him up, but Smash helped Ax as they grabbed a hold of his arms and somehow pulled the giant monster out of the ring, over the top rope. Andre hit the ground hard as Demolition started to pound away on the big man, trying to keep him down. This didn't last long, as Andre got back to his feet and just shoved Smash to the post, and tossed Ax into the ring. Andre charged at Smash who got out of the way, Andre's face hitting the steel post, as he somehow remained on his feet. The referee got to a nine count before Andre fully rolled into the ring, Ax taking the time out to try and keep him down.
Andre got back to his feet and chopped Ax down with minimal effort. Smash got into the ring and tried to mount the big man with a sleeper hold, but Andre just fell onto his back, literally crushing Smash underneath him, as Smash rolled out in agony, gasping for air as Andre tagged in Rude. Rude went right to work on Ax, who was the legal man as he hammered away. Ax got back to his feet, and Rude wrenched his arm, locking in a standing side armbar. Rude kicked at his legs, bringing him down to a knee, as he switched over to a top wristlock, keeping the pressure on. Rude then delivered an elbow to Ax's exposed face and went behind him, putting on a reverse chinlock, working on the neck.
Ax fell to a seated position as Rude had the chinlock locked on pretty good, taking the time to blow kisses to the women at ringside. Heenan pounded on the mat telling Rude to not let go of him as Ax started to rise. He delivered a couple elbows into Rude's stomach and came off the ropes, delivering a massive clothesline. Rude got back up and was hit with another clothesline as Ax tagged Smash in. They went for a double team as they whipped Rude off the ropes, but Rude ducked underneath the double clothesline attempt and Andre blindly tagged in. On the return, Rude was hit with the double clothesline, but Demolition turned around into the massive Andre, who charged at them and took them both out with the biggest double clothesline in the history of the universe. Smash was the legal man as the referee tried to get Rude and Ax out as Andre went for a legdrop, Smash thankfully rolling out of the way as Andre hit the mat hard. Ax got back into the ring, as the referee was losing control of the match quickly as the two of them started to double team Andre.
Andre slowly got back to his feet and shoved the two of them off, but they came back with a double clothesline that sent Andre into the ropes, tying him up! The fans exploded to their feet, but this was short lived as Rude took down Smash while Bobby was trying to free the giant. Ax came charging at Rude and clocked him with a shoulderblock that sent Rude straight over the top rope, as he leapt at Andre with a cross body block, but Andre stuck his foot out and dug it deep into Ax's stomach.
"Who the hell is the legal man, Jesse?"
"The referee!"
Rude got back to his corner and actually was able to reach Andre's hand, despite the fact that he was tied in the ropes, so legally, he was tagged in. The legal men were now Rude and Smash, as the two men started to slug it out, Andre still stuck in the ropes. Rude won the slugfest, and went for a body slam, but Smash deadweighted him and countered with a body slam of his own. Smash quickly tagged Ax in and hit a backbreaker on Rude, calling for the Decapitator as they hit it in the center of the ring, but before they were able to pin him, Andre broke free and charged forward! Demolition was quick enough to hit a double drop toe hold as Andre fell straight onto Rude, crushing him, almost making him a permanent part of the canvas, as Demolition beat Andre out of the ring. Smash covered Rude, 1.... 2.... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and still NWA World Tag Team Champions, Demolition!"
Demolition left the arena quickly as Bobby Heenan was irate, leading his men halfway up the ramp, then returned to ringside to continue his commentary duties, being so angry he almost slapped Grisham in the face as he sat back down, the next match getting ready to start, but first, Kevin Kelly was in the back with Jeff Jarrett.
"Double J, the time is now, your shot at the NWA World Championship lies on a victory here tonight, but you've got some stiff competition."
"Are you kidding me? Stiff competition? Please, CM Punk lost to John Cena, a guy who would've never gotten the title if it wasn't for me, and just last month, lost the title to Evan Bourne, a guy who weighs less than my jock strap. As for Misawa, that yellow-tinted slant-eyed bastard can go back across the ocean he came from, take his teriyaki lovin' buddies and go play some Nintendo while the real men take care of what we do best, and that's wrestle. Before long, everyone will be hearing my music play, and hearing Justin Roberts announce me as "NWA World Heavyweight Champion, Jeff Jarrett... sounds good doesn't it? Ya damn right it does, now get out of my face before you piss me off. And you don't want to piss me off." Jarrett shoved the microphone into his chest and pushed him off camera.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall, and it's for the NWA United States Championship!"
(Play DiBiase)
"Introducing the challengers. First, accompainied by his father, Ted DiBiase Sr., from Palm Beach, Florida, weighing 235lbs, Ted DiBiase Jr.!"
(Play Cody)
"From Marietta, Georgia, weighing 223lbs, "Dashing" Cody Rhodes!"
(Play Morrison)
"And, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 223lbs, the NWA United States Champion, John Morrison!"
All three men had a look of confidence on their faces, as DiBiase discussed strategy with his father, who got onto the apron with a mic.
"Now hold on, before this match gets underway, I have a proposition to make here. John Morrison, you're an intelligent man, are you not? My son doesn't need to prove to anyone that he's the best in this ring here, he already beat you on Nitro." The crowd responded in a rousing chorus of boos. "Now, here is my offer. Instead of going through all the physical and psychological pain of getting your ass handed to you by my son and losing your title, why not, instead, get something out of it? I'm prepared to give you five thousand dollars of my own money for your United States Championship. You can save your body, your pride, and a lot of embarassment."
Morrison would look around the crowd a while, the fans telling him not to do it, but he reached out and shook DiBiase's hand, the deal seemingly set in stone as he walked out to get his title, bringing it back into the ring. He handed DiBiase the title as Ted gave him the money, but Morrison didn't let go of the belt. Instead, he pocketed the money and blasted Ted in the face with the belt, the crowd erupting, as Ted Jr. jumped him from behind, the bell ringing. Ted Sr. was incensed as he rolled out to the outside, being scammed out of five thousand dollars, screaming out at his son as he stomped away on Morrison.
Eventually, Ted stopped attacking Morrison and turned around into Cody, who turned him over with a deep arm drag. They got back to their feet as Ted hit a bodyslam soon after. Cody rose to his feet and was hit with a dropkick from Ted, knocking him back into the corner. Ted closed in and rocked Cody hard with a couple of stiff right hands and shot him into the far corner. Cody leapt up and over Ted as he charged in, getting behind him and rolling him up. 1.... 2.... no, Ted pushed Cody off and into the corner. Ted charged in and got a boot to his face as Cody got up on his shoulders for a victory roll. He was about to roll forward when out of nowhere, Morrison leapt up and dropkicked DiBiase in the face, knocking them both down, Cody being slammed from high up.
DiBiase got back to his feet and was quickly tossed out of the ring by Morrison, who quickly went to cover Rhodes. 1.... 2.... no, DiBiase was able to pull Morrison out of the ring, breaking the count. They battled on the outside, trading blows back and forth until DiBiase tossed Morrison into the security railing. DiBiase then went for the Million Dollar Dream, but Morrison fought hard, struggling to prevent it, as all of a sudden, Cody Rhodes came flying over the top, crashing down on DiBiase, as Morrison quickly rolled out of the way and onto the apron. He went back into the ring as now Ted and Cody started to tussle it out on the outside, as Morrison came from the other side of the ring and leapt high, clearing the top rope and crashing down below, right onto Rhodes as this time, DiBiase rolled out of the way and back into the ring.
The damage was being done on the outside as Morrison got back up and held his ribs, but still posed for the crowd, even going to far as to kiss one of the teenage girls in the front row. Cody got back to his feet and blasted Morrison into the apron and made advances to the same girl, who immediately rejected him, while Cody just arrogantly posed. Morrison turned Cody around and locked up with him, when Ted DiBiase came from the inside and flew out of the ring with a plancha, but Morrison and Cody pushed each other off, as DiBiase just hit the floor hard. Cody and John both rolled back into the ring while Ted DiBiase Sr. came over to check on his son.
Cody looked down and laughed at them when Morrison rolled him up, hooking the tights! 1.... 2.... no! Cody rolled his shoulder off the canvas and started arguing with the ref, saying that Morrison had a handful of tights. Morrison came from behind and AGAIN rolled Cody up with a school boy, hooking the tights again! 1.... 2.... no! Cody kicked out again and got to his feet, kicking Morrison low and hitting a snap DDT, bringing the speed to a crashing halt. He picked up Morrison and then hit a bulldog in the center of the ring, turning him over to cover. 1.... 2.... no, Morrison kicked out. DiBiase rolled back into the ring into the waiting foot of Rhodes, who stomped away at him, screaming that he was indeed the talent, and the looks of the team.
DiBiase got to his knees and slapped Rhodes in the face, which pissed Cody off so much that he went to the outside and grabbed the microphone.
"Hey, referee! Disqualify him right now, that son of a bitch just slapped me in the face! You don't touch this face, what the hell is the matter with you, I mean are you kidding me?" He threw the mic at DiBiase who actually caught it and tossed it back at Cody's head, barely missing him as Cody was enraged, and flew back into the ring and went nose to nose with his former partner. The two started to seethe with rage as Cody pushed Ted into the ropes and the two started to trade right hands and kicks, the intensity just boiling over. Cody went for a vertical suplex, but DiBiase went over and landed on his feet, and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream! This was broken up by Cody, who delivered a mule kick straight between the legs, breaking the hold, and maybe something else, as out of nowhere, Morrison tossed Rhodes straight over the top to the floor below.
Morrison looked up to the top rope and leapt up for Starship Pain, but DiBiase put his knees up, as John's stomach connected hard, Ted able to counter. He slowly crawled over to Morrison, holding himself in pain as he just draped an arm over him. 1..... 2..... no! Morrison kicked out. DiBiase got back to his feet and started to slug away at Morrison, now being in the driver's seat. He hit a vertical suplex on John, as Cody was rolling back into the ring. Cody charged forward but received a hiptoss for his effort. He got back up and was back body dropped right to the outside again, but Cody landed on the apron. He grabbed Ted and went to suplex him to the outside, but Ted was able to land on the apron as well, the former tag team champions slugging it out on the apron, neither man wanting to go down.
The two would trade blows back and forth until John Morrison bounced off the middle rope and hit the Flying Chuck into the back of Cody's head, causing Priceless's heads to smash right into each other, knocking them both to the floor below, as Morrison rose his hand up in victory. Rhodes and DiBiase got back to their feet on the outside and continued to scuffle, Morrison taking this time to catch a breather. The action on the outside was starting to get a little heavy, as Cody and Ted were almost brawling into the crowd, the referee telling them to get back into the ring. Cody was whipped into the post shoulder first, knocking him down. Back in the ring, from behind, Ted Sr. clocked Morrison in the back with a double ax handle, knocking him to a knee. Morrison got back to his feet quickly and turned around, as Ted Sr. started to back off into the corner, being trapped.
Ted Jr. came from behind and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream, going for DreamStreet, but Morrison snapmared him over, breaking the hold. Morrison then reeled back and went for the Nitro Blast, but Ted ducked, as his father took the full force of the superkick dead in the jaw, knocking him down in the corner. DiBiase rolled Morrison up, feet on the ropes! 1...... 2...... NO! Morrison kicked out, DiBiase almost stole the victory!
"Wow, what a match, Jesse and Bobby!"
"DiBiase is pulling out all the stops here, Todd."
"The referee counted slow! I could've gotten to fifty!"
"You'd be lucky if you got to three, Heenan."
"No one asked you, you brainless meathead."
"Call me that again and I'll pound your face into the fu-"
"Wait a minute, look!"
Cody Rhodes was up again on the top rope as DiBiase turned around into a high flying body press from Rhodes! 1..... 2..... no! The count was broken up by Morrison, keeping the match alive! Rhodes locked Morrison into a hammerlock and kicked him hard in the back, causing him to reel backwards, in perfect position for CrossRhodes! He was about to hit it, but Morrison fought out of it, elbowing Cody in the gut, bending him forward, ready to go for the Moonlight Drive! He was going to lock it on, but DiBiase came from behind and hit DreamStreet right on Morrison, the crowd erupting in a chorus of boos. Before he was able to go for the cover though, Rhodes came from behind and decked him hard in the face a couple times, and then, of all moves, did his father's patented Dancing Elbow into Ted's face! DiBiase got back to his feet, stunned, as Rhodes hit CrossRhodes in the center of the ring!
He rolled DiBiase over for the cover! 1..... 2..... NO! The count was broken up by a moonsault from Morrison who came off the top rope out of nowhere, right onto Cody's back! He turned Cody over. 1..... 2..... NO! Cody shot his shoulder off the mat, Morrison wondering what to do next himself! DiBiase was back up and dropkicked Morrison into the corner, John using the ropes to hold himself up. Ted closed in but got a kick in the stomach, Morrison fighting back. From the other side, Rhodes charged in at both of them, but they both got out of the way, Rhodes hitting the turnbuckle hard. Morrison wound up again going for another Nitro Blast, but DiBiase AGAIN ducked out of the way, this time Cody getting kicked squarely in the face, knocking him straight out of the ring! Morrison hit the ropes and DiBiase went right after him, going for the clothesline, but Morrison ducked underneath and hit the ropes again, DiBiase almost confusing himself. Morrison went for a clothesline but DiBiase countered it, but Morrison wrapped himself around DiBiase, hitting a crucifix pin! 1..... 2..... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still NWA United States Champion, John Morrison!"
Just like that, in a flash, John Morrison was able to pull a fast one over Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase, and with some quick thinking, was able to secure the three count! DiBiase was enraged, being outsmarted and outwrestled, losing to a basic wrestling hold, as Cody started kicking at the stairs, demanding his jacket, looking himself over in the mirror, making sure his face wasn't damaged from the kick he just received. Morrison just looked on and smiled, raising the US Title high over his head, another victory for the Shaman of Sexy.
In the back, Lord Alfred Hayes had caught up with another one of the wrestlers in the triple threat match... Mitsuharu Misawa and Masahiro Chono.
"Mr. Misawa, we're just moments away from your big triple threat match vs. Jeff Jarrett and CM Punk. What is your strategy going into this highly anticipated matchup?"
"I will not give out my strategy, that is just a bad idea. But I will say this: I do respect Jeff Jarrett and CM Punk as wrestlers. Jeff Jarrett is one of the greats, and CM Punk is on his way to being one of the best of all time... but now, it's time for some real Japanese wrestling. It's time we show the world why Japanese wrestlers are the best in the world. Mr. Chono here will demonstrate this as he dominates the G1 Climax tournament in due time... and I will dominate this match, and then I will become the new NWA World Champion."
"Thank you very much for your time, Mr. Misawa."
Back in the ring, the bell had sounded, it was time for the next matchup.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a triple threat matchup, where the winner will face the NWA World Heavyweight Champion at Clash of the Champions!"
[Play out]
Jarrett, Misawa and Punk were ready to go, each with a manager in their corner, Steph still choosing to side along with Punk, getting in the face of Bishoff while Fuji spoke in Japanesse to Misawa as the bell sounded. Slowly each of them would talk smack to each other, wondering whom would strike first. Jarrett struck first, slapping Misawa over the face though Punk would strike, hitting Jarrett to the corner and would start to slug with his fist. Jarrett blocked and moved him to the corner, going for a punch when Misawa would hit him with a german suplex, a clothesline then tossed Jarret hard to the corner, Punk rolling aside as Misawa would chop over his chest close to ten times. Jarrett gouged at the eye and hit the rope though Punk quickly climbed up behind him from the apron, battling on the top.
Jarrett turned around, looking to suplex Punk though Misawa got under him and would hit a super german suplex with Punk stuck in the suplex position and came crashing down with them. Misawa rose first, pulling up Punk whom went for a kick though missed, Misawa slamming him with a sit out capture powerbomb then rose up, ducking Jarrett's clothesline and dropped him with a full nelson slam. Misawa would chop along Jarrett's chest, tossing him to the rope and dropped him with a back bodydrop, ducking Punk's advance and kicked him in the jaw, sending him out of the ring.
Misawa would suplex Jeff a few times, dropping him with a clothesline then locked in a headlock, Jarrett slowly fighting out, bouncing off the rope though was hit with a shoulder block as Misawa forced him back up by the hair. He would slam his face to the turnbuckle, placing him up top and set him up in the tree of woe position, stomping at him. Punk rolled into the ring though was rammed head first into Jarrett's stomach then back suplexed, Misawa watching Jarrett fall then rammed him to the corner, chopping to his chest and placed him on top. Jarrett fought back with a headbutt then a missile dropkick.
Jarrett would strut for a moment, dropping elbows over Punk and Misawa, pointing to his head that he was smart, dropping Misawa with a pile driver then pulled Punk up whom blocked and countered with a roundhouse kick to the face. Jarrett stumbled back as Punk would charge in, tackling Jarrett through the ropes to the floor below, Punk mounting him and slugged at his head, pulling him up and bashed his head into the steel stairs. Punk would then slam him down to the floor and slammed his knee to the floor though Jarrett kicked him back, Punk smacking into the barricade as they would slug it out, looking over as Misawa would suicide dive through the ropes and crashed upon them. Misawa rose first, pulling Punk up to his shoulders and would run, long dart tossing him to Jarrett whom caught him and fell over the steel steps. Bish would walk around, hitting Misawa in the back though that got him one hell of a stiff punch to the face and being tossed right to Fuji whom swung his flag like a bat over Bish's face, Steph smirking to herself though willed Punk on.
Misawa moved over as Jarrett kicked the stairs right into his knee, taking him down as Jeff rose, grabbing Punk by the hair and slammed his head into the post, back suplexing him onto the ramp and tossed Misawa into the ring, working on the knee. He would stomp and twist at it, hitting with twist leg locks and knee breakers, keeping him down, also making sure to knock Punk off the apron everytime he tried to get back into the ring.
Jeff would lock in a side leg lock, using the ropes for leverage when he could as Misawa wouldn't tap, shaking his head and tried to fight out of it though Jeff was a master at this, keeping him down with a grin, reaching over to the ropes and got the leverage he wanted, smirking. Punk would then reach out, grabbing Jeff by the hair and literally dragged him over the apron and started to punch at his face, Jarrett unable to go anywhere since he was locked with Misawa's legs.
The ref yelled at Punk to stop though he ignored him, pulling Jeff out to the floor once the hold was broken, hitting him with a few knees to the face though Jarrett would hit a low blow and rammed Punk right into the steels stairs, rolling back into the ring and would chop block Misawa's knee, locking in an STF. Misawa would slowly crawl, snagging the rope as Jarrett let go, kicking at him hard then dragged him up, hitting a few uppercuts then tossed him to the rope, Misawa sliding under his legs locking him in a full nelson. Jarrett would flail some, moving to the rope though Punk hit the apron and would hit a roundhouse to his head, kicking them back then would springboard off the rope with a dropkick, Misawa quickly turning that into a fullnelson back suplex, Jarrett landing hard upon his neck as Punk crawled over, covering for two as Misawa pulled him off.
Punk went for an ensiguri and missed, Misawa picking him up and would crotch him on the rope then kicked him hard in the chest, the sound echoing as Punk hit the apron, holding his chest in pain, looking like he was having a heart attack from the force of the kick. Misawa picked Jarrett up, trying for a Tiger Driver though it was blocked, Jarrett punching to the weak knee and dropping him with a snap DDT, covering only for two.
Jarrett would work back at the knee once again, dropping a few elbows and rose him up, hitting a running knee breaker and tried jerking it out of the socket, aiming for the figure four though Misawa kicked him off though Jarrett quickly grabbed Punk from the apron and would suplex him inside, having Punk land right on Misawa's knee. Punk rose holding his back as Jarrett would dropkick him to the corner, picking up Misawa and tossed him out of the ring like trash, going after Punk though took a hard boot to the face. Punk fought back with a double axe from the top rope, kicking along Jeff's body and tossed him to the rope, dropping him with a flapjack, an atomic drop then a rolling neck breaker.
He dragged him up again, hitting to Jeff's head with his knees, following up with a bulldog and looked ready to end it, pulling him up for the GTS though Jarrett fought out, pushing him to the corner and dropped with a german suplex. Jarrett rose up, strutting his stuff and said he was the real Gem of the NWA, slapping Punk over the face whom quickly grabbed him arm and locked in a Crossface.
Jarrett was stuck as Punk would yell out 'tap you fucker tap.' Jarrett tried to fight out of it though Misawa would enter the ring, locking Jeff in a boston crab, locking it with one arm and reached back, grabbing Punk by the neck doing a version of the muta lock, now the pressure on Punk AND Jeff at the same time. Punk was growling some as Jarrett was most likely cursing under his breath. The pressure was too much as Punk let go and in turn Misawa let go, Punk holding his neck as Misawa slammed him to the corner, chopping to his chest and placed him on top, grabbing Jarrett and rammed his head right into Punk's crotch, keeping him in place as he climbed up, dropping Punk with a super tiger suplex, covering for one...two...NO Jarrett broke the count. Misawa and Jeff would exchange blows, Jarrett kicking at the knee and bounced off the rope, coming in with a clothesline as Misawa ducked and countered with a Dragonsuplex, aiming for a clothesline though Jarrett would low bridge the rope, Misawa falling to the floor below.
Jarrett would smirk as Punk picked him up and nailed him with the GTS, quickly covering him for one...two....NO! Bischoff would pull the ref out to the floor though Steph got right into his face, now getting into a slugfest with Bish with the ref stuck in between. Punk would rise up, trying to figure out what was going on as he turned back to Jarrett whom clocked him over the head with the Guitar, debris flying everywhere as he pushed it all aside, the ref conviently getting control and slid into the ring, counting Punk's shoulders down...One.....Two....NO Misawa broke it up with a dropsault to Jarrett's head.
He rose up, slugging away at Jeff and picked him up for a powerbomb and slammed him over the rope right upon the apron. Punk started to move, his head cut open due to the blast as he was groggy, Misawa, kicking him in the midsection and would nail a Tiger Driver, turning around and bashed Jarrett's head into the turnbuckle, forcing him to the top rope via the apron and climbed up, slowly positioning himself and would drop Jarrett down with an Avalanche Emerals Flowsion, Misawa rising up as Punk picked him up and connected with the GTS, all three men laying flat upon their backs as the ref would start to count.
By six Punk and Misawa rose on their knees, punching at each other until Jarrett rose up on his knees and would join in the fray, each one punching the other until rising to their feet, getting a bit faster until Misawa and Jarrett swung at Punk at the same time whom ducked and took them down with a clothesline. Punk would rise, using the blood as fuel as he kicked Misawa right in the face to the corner then tossed Jarrett in the corner, coming at them both with a rising knee, dropping both of them with a double bulldog, dropping Jarrett with a ddt then dropkicked Misawa out of the ring with a dropkick, watching him hit the apron, using Jarrett as a batteringram and smacked his head into him, Misawa going to the floor as Punk dropped Jarrett with an Anaconda Vice, squeezing tightly.
Punk refused to let go though Jarrett was able to weasle his feet to the rope though Steph ran along, knocking it off as the ref caught that, yelling at her which gave Bish a chance to slide into the ring and kick Punk over the back of the head to break the hold. He quickly left to the floor just in time as Punk went after him which gave Jarrett a chance to toss him over the ropes. Punk held onto the apron though was rammed head first into the steel post and fell to the floor, Jarrett smirking though Misawa then came in with a spinning back suplex, climbing the top rope and would wait though Bish would distract him, getting hit over the back by Fuji though Jarrett was able to capitolize, dropping him with a superplex.
He would rise up, instead of going for the pin he went for the figure four, locking it in tightly and pulled Misawa from the ropes, yelling at him. Jarrett had it locked in as Misawa yelled in pain from the pain in his knee, slowly turning over to his belly and countered it, Jarrett rolling to the rope to let go of the hold. Both men rose up, Jarrett trying for the knee again though Misawa blocked, kicking him in the midsection and rose him up and nailed a running Emerald Flowsion, going for the cover though Punk grabbed him and tossed Misawa out of the ring, covering Jarrett, One....Two....Three.
CM Punk would roll off, holding his bloody head as Steph would help him up, he won the match saving his rematch clause and capitalized on Misawa's big move, leaving the ring as he gave a dirty look to his opponents, Misawa more so angry about the outcome and Jarrett lay flat. Punk standing upon the stage just for a moment to take it all in, his next stop, Clash of the Champions, though against whom? Hardy....or Bourne?
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA World Championship."
[Play out and Announce.]
Bourne and Hardy would raise their arms, stretching out and moved around the ring, locking up a bit then broke as Bourne was pushed to the corner. They would lock up again as Jeff pushed him back hard to the corner, Bourne rushing in though Hardy ducked a clothesline, springing off the rope with a sunset flip. Bourne rolled back, swinging with his foot though Hardy ducked, kicking him in the back then sprung up, back body dropping Bourne whom landed on his feet, hitting the rope and ran, catching a running headscissor, Hardy countered pulling him up for a powerbomb as Bourne countered by dropkicking off and flipping to his feet, ducking a clothesline himself and bounced off the rope, doing a springboard moonsault headscissor, tossing Hardy to the floor. Jeff rose, giving him props and would roll back into the ring, locking up and dropped him with an armdrag, a headlock takedown then a hip toss, Bourne springing up and swung with a kick as Jeff caught it, hitting a mule kick in the face, hitting him to the corner and rushed in, sliding out of the ring to the apron and would do a sunset flip bulldog on Bourne then clotheslined him out of the ring, Jeff now, getting his props as Evan held his head, rolling back in.
They would lock up again, Hardy pushing him to the rope then tossed him hard, leapfrogging twice and would back bodydrop Bourne whom countered that into a neck breaker, bouncing off the rope again and slide under his legs, climbing up behind him for a victory roll though Jeff slammed him down face first, quickly picking him up for a whirling reverse suplex then finished him off with a running back elbow and a rolling senton splash, tossing Evan to the corner. Hardy would slug over his head, setting him on top though Bourne fought off with his feet, leaping and dropped Hardy with reverse cross body, rolling off and would start kicking, dropping him with a spin kick to the jaw then connected with a vicious dropsault to the face, covering for two.
Bourne rose up though Hardy would sweep at the leg and quickly locked in a butterfly lock to keep him down. Bourne would squirm and wiggle to his feet, spinning his body out of it and dropped Hardy with an Asai snapmare and tried to follow up with a wheel kick as Jeff caught him and dropped him hard with a capture suplex then clotheslined him out of the ring to the floor, only to follow up with a suicide swanton right upon him on the floor. Jeff rose up with a yell, running along the barricade and dropped him with a clothesline then sprung up, tossing him to the post as Evan would block and flipped back behind Jeff and would catch him with a rising knee to the face then a rolling climb up senton bomb right into the crowd.
It wouldn't take long as Bourne would use one of the chairs and would leap off, tackling Hardy back over the railing to ringside, climbing the apron and would run, catching Jeff in in a spinning headscissor and tossed him, Jeff hitting chest first and snapped back as Bourne rolled into the ring, leaping off the top rope with a double knee lariat, crashing down upon him, yelling out to the crowd as he tossed Jeff in, climbing the rope again and waited leaping for a hurricanrana though Jeff would counter that by catching him and hit a running powerbomb, covering for two.
Hardy rose first, dropping a few elbows across the neck then back, pulling Evan up and set him upon the top rope, trying for a back suplex though he fought out, knocking Jeff down and hit a moonsault, catching him then would roll forward with a victory roll snap for two. Bourne went for a kick to his chest as Hardy blocked, Bourne trying to counter with an insiguri then a wheel kick on the way back though Jeff ducked each one, catching Bourne in the face with an inside guri to the jaw, rising up and would toss Bourne with a fallaway slam then a dropkick to the corner, hitting a version of Poetry in Motion then followed up with a bulldog, catching Bourne in a release german suplex then waited, picking him up for a running pump handle slam, springboarding off of the rope and finished him off with a springboard tornado ddt, covering for two.
Hard rose up and struck at him, hitting him to the corner and would repeatidly hit across his head, Bourne falling down as Hardy hit him with his handstand rolling dropkick and rolled back, taking him down with a snapmare and locked in a headlock. Bourne slowly rose to his feet though Hardy would toss him out of the hold into the ropes, dropping him with a backbody drop then a back suplex, hooking the leg but only for two.
Jeff rose slow, taking Bourne with him and moved him to the corner, punching across his head and slowly placed him on top and came down hard with a super hurricanrana, climbing back up on the top rope and yelled out leaping with a rolling guillotine legdrop over the throat, bouncing off the rope with a sitout corkscrew splash covering Bourne only for two.
Hardy rose up again, dragging him up and tossed him hard to the ropes, trying for a spinebuster though Bourne countered with a hurricanrana, tossing Jeff into the ropes as he would catch him with a sunset flip stunner then would springboard with a dropkick, quickly climbing the top rope and dropped Hardy with a double knee lariat, waiting and would kick at him a la Ultimo Dragon, finishing with a spin kick though Hardy caught him and would back suplex him right to the turnbuckle. Bourne held on, quickly leaping up and came down hard with a spinning wheel kick, rolling to his feet and caught a full head of steam, rushing at Jeff with a cartwheel rising knee, knocking him loopy and dropped him a double underhook springboard 720 ddt, covering for two.
Bourne rose up thinking it may be time to end it though Hardy hit low in the ribs, flipping him over to his back then hit the rope, dropping him with a floatover inverted neckbreaker, waiting and kicked Bourne hard to the corner and ran at him but took two hard boots to the face, Bourne then doing that one more time and flipped up to the top rope, Hardy meeting him on top as they would struggle and fight, Bourne knocking him down though Hardy dragged him down with a super armdrag, the ring shaking as he was first up, kicking low and went for the Twist of Fate, Bourne sliding out and went for a DDT though Hardy pushed him off, Bourne trying for a climb up ensiguri though Hardy would counter that right into the Twist of Fate, covering for One....Two....NO.
Another inch and he would have had it, rising to his feet and pulled Bourne up, dropping him with a brainbuster then a running snapmare, rolling to his feet and hit the rope, leaping with a moonsault but missed as Bourne moved out of the way, hitting him with a rising knee then some hard kicks, ducking a clothesline and dropkicked Hardy to the corner as Hardy would counter with Whisper in the Wind, taking Bourne down and climbed up the top rope, leaping for the Swanton Bomb but missed, Bourne just moving out of the way and rose up using the ropes. He would rush in with a flying clothesline then a springboard victory roll toss, clotheslining Hardy out of the ring, crashing down below with a running skyhigh senton splash, crashing down below. Bourne was the first to his feet, pulling Hardy up as he was rammed back first into the barricade, Hardy pulling back and charged in but was backbody dropped into the crowd.
Bourne would roll into the ring, climbing the top rope and would look over towards Hardy in the crowd, taking a deep breath and would leap from the top rope right into the crowd, crashing down upon Hardy. Bourne was the first one up as the crowd went crazy, the replay showing it three or four times as they would start to slug it out, the ref trying to get them back into the ring as they would battle through the crowd until Jeff tossed him over the railing, leaping over and would toss him upon the tech table though Bourne started to fight back as both of them would stand upon it, slugging it out as the ref was powerless with no count outs in this match. Hardy would drop him with a Falcon Arrow then would let him lay, climbing the top of the stage, getting a runing start but stopped, getting a crazy look in his eye and turned his head, looking towards the trong and slowly starting to climb the side of the tron; without his knowledge, Bourne rose and would start to climb up after him.
Hardy rose up though Bourne got behind him as both of them would start to slug it out, the crowd on edge as each of them nearly fell over the edge though continued to fight on. Bourne looked good on the offense as he went for a kick to the midsecton, aiming for an Asai DDT though Hardy would block, grabbing him for a side effect and would lock it in.
"No Jeff! Don't do it! For the love of god don't do it!"
Hardy would then leap off the tron with a side effect with Bourne, crashing through the Tech Table!
"JESUS CHRIST! I have never seen anything like that in all my life! Are they alive?"
Neither one of them had moved, I mean at all as EMT's came flying down to check on them, the ref checking their vitals as after a moment or two, Hardy would pull himself from the wreckage, barely able to stand after that, the crew showing that spot at least ten times over as Hardy fought to stay on two feet, picking Evan up on his shoulders and would slowly carry him back towards the ring, rolling him inside as Hardy would hold his back in agony, slowly climbing the top rope to put the finish on him and leapt with a Swanton Bomb, crashing below as he screamed out, holding his back in pain, perhaps not the smartest thing to do as he spent a bit of time trying to recover from that as he would crawl over, covering Bourne as the ref would count.....One........Two.......NO!
Somehow, maybe it was the hometown crowd cheering him on but Bourne somehow kicked out as Hardy was running out of options, Bourne refused to die, slowly picking him up and would place him upon the top rope, climbing up after him as Hardy would slowly try to lock in a Twist of Fate from the top rope though made the same mistake Punk did at Starrcade as Bourne would push him off, Hardy crashing and burning hard upon the mat as Bourne quickly hit the Shooting Star Press, covering Hardy, One....Two.....NO!
Unlike Starrcade, this tactic didn't work in Bourne's favor as he rolled off of Jeff, using the rope to pull himself up, coming at Jeff with a wheel kick as Jeff countered with a capture powerbomb, falling back into the ropes and just shook his head, slowly using the ropes to pull himself up and pulled Bourne up whom kicked him right in the knee and hit a quick shining wizard, knocking him completely out as Bourne slowly moved to the rope, trying to balance himself though perhaps took too much time as Hardy would hit the rope, Bourne crotching it.
Hardy would slowly climb up after him, hooking the arms and came down hard with a super Twist of Fate, crashing down hard upon the mat as both men lay flat. Hardy was the first moving, still a bit of distance away as he would crawl over, putting an arm over...One.....Two.....NO Bourne's foot caught the rope as Hardy pulled away, mouthing 'fuck' as that should have did it. Slowly he would pick him up, picking him up for a running powerbomb though Bourne somehow countered that into a frankensteiner, One....Two.....Oooh so close as Hardy kicked out. Bourne quickly moving catching him in a crucifix pin for two. Hardy up and dropped him with a small package for two. Bourne following up with a japanese rolling clutch for two. Hardy answering right back with a jackknife pin for two. Bourne next with a sunset flip for two as Hardy finished the rally with an electric chair backslide pin for two.
Both men rising exhausted and would start to exchange fists, barely able to stand after this war as they would slug it out, the fans chanting auidibly, "Yay....Booo...Yay......Booo....Yay.....Booo.....Yay..." Bourne started to win the exchange, kicking Hardy in the jaw to the ropes though Jeff came in fast with a burning clothesline though Bourne ducked, hitting the rope as Jeff would counter by tossing him in the air and connecting with a version of the Code Breaker. The fans never seeing anything like that before as Hardy had the momentum, pulling Bourne up whom struck with a rising knee to the face, springboarding off the rope with a headscissor though Hardy pushed him off, Bourne spinning around as Jeff kicked low and hit the Twist of Fate as Bourne slid out of it just in time and quickly countered right into the Asai DDT, hooking both legs....ONE.......TWO.....THREE!
"Ladies and Gentleman you're winner and STILL NWA World Champion, Evan Bourne!"
Clock it and stock it, for nearly 30 minutes these two men fought in a war that went all over the place and did things no one had ever seen before as Bourne proved Starrcade was NOT a fluke and that he belonged with the big dogs. He was exhausted to say the least, hearing his hometown crowd chanting him on as he rose up, raising the belt up and then turned around, helping Jeff up to his feet as they shook hands, Hardy leaving the ring as Bourne would do the best he could to celebrate, knowing it was a huge victory though on the horizon next was CM Punk at Clash of the Champions, but for now, it was set in stone and Bourne was still your champion as the show would fade to black.
NWA Exclusive Content - CM Punk seen in the back getting stictches
Venue : Scottrade Center in St. Louis
Theme : Born To Be Wild - Hinder
Tag Line : A New Era Has Begun
Dark Matches
Chono def. Paul Burchil
Mr. Perfect def. Hurricane Helms
Ricky Steamboat def. Bam Bam Bigelow
"Good evening everyone and welcome to the event 30 days removed, Slamboree, I'm Todd Grisham, with me tonight a triple threat team of broadcasters, Bobby Heenan and Jesse Ventura."
"It's good to be back Todd and let me tell you, tonight may not be Starrcade but I gotta tell ya it seems the momentum and excitement is still going strong."
"Well maybe for you Jesse but tonight the Heenan family is taking gold home I just hope you two and keep up with us."
"Well 6 solid matches on the card and tonight should surely be a New Era in Wrestling as we take it down to Justin Roberts."
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
[Play Out]
"Now hold on just a moment. Oh yeah boo yeah go ahead and jeer all you want, but the fact of the matter is tonight I am taking back my Crusierweight Title and there isn't a thing no one can do about it. I'm sure there's some asshole that's saying 'he just won the title he won't lose it' well Boo Hoo it's about to happen. Hell, I'm willing to make a bet, if I can't beat Gabriel in five minutes, so long as he's champion, I'll never ask for a title shot again. So come on Gabriel, bring your Nelson Mandella ass out here so I can kick it back to South Africa where you belong."
[Play Out]
Gabriel came into the ring, working his arms and stretched, he was ready to go, Kidman offering his palm in a hand shake then quickly pulled it back, flipping him off. They went to lock up though Kidman would pull away, walking around and would laugh some. Gabriel would try at him with his feet though again Kidman backed off. Finally they would lock up as Billy leaned back, tossing Gabriel right into the corner, kicking to the back of his ribs then bashed his head into the turnbuckle, turning him around and would slap him hard over the face though Gabriel responded with a hard roundhouse kick right to his jaw. The ref would check on Kidman whom was nearly out cold, slowly staggering to his feet and had no idea where he was as Gabriel picked him up from behind and slammed him down face first, backing away and would drop him with a spinning wheel kick, an arm drag then a dropkick to the corner, finishing him with a monkey flip.
Gabriel hit the top rope and would wait, coming down with a senton neck breaker, rolling to his feet and would drop Kidman with a franeksteiner then a dropkick right to the knee, following up with a dropsault right in the face, Kidman unable to get in any offense since that kick as Gabriel would listen to the crowd, pointing to the top rope as he would slowly climb up, shrugging his shoulders and would crash down hard with the 450 Splash as the ref would count, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman, you're winner and STILL NWA Cruiserweight Champion, Justin Gabriel."
Gabriel had defeated Billy Kidman in a matter of two minutes and fifty seconds as he held his title up for all to see, looking down at Kidman and just shook his head, exiting the ring as slowly Kidman woke up, holding his head in pain and rose his palm in victory until the ref told him, 'no, you lost.' Once reality kicked in he went mad with anger, kicking the rope and flailing a bit, exiting the ring and would kick against the guardrail. He now could never have a title shot against Gabriel as he yelled at the fans whom laughed at him, heading up to the stage and walked through the curtain.
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
[Play Out]
Holy hell was the crowd ready for this as they were split in half on this one, both girls moving around the ring eventually locking up. Nattie would push her back three times until Lita locked her in a headlock, wrenching. Nattie pushed her off and took her down with a shoulder block, bouncing off the rope as Lita dropped her with an armdrag, bouncing off the rope as Nattie clotheslined her down, bouncing off the rope as Lita caught her with a hurricanrana, both girls rising up and stopped, pausing. They would lock up again, Nattie tossing her to ropes and missed a clothesline as Lita would sunset flip for two, both of them rising as Lita struck with a dropkick, charging in but was tossed over the ropes. She held on, landing on the apron and would rope guillotine Nattie, quickly climbing the rope and saulted with a cross body. She rolled off, keeping the momentum and dropkicked her square in the face, climbing the top rope and nailed a legdrop, covering for two.
She dragged her up though Nattie fought back with a wrestling lift then slammed her down, Lita tried fighting back with a spinning head scissor though Nattie countered that into a powerbomb, covering for two. Nattie was the first up, ramming Lita's head into the turnbuckle then turned her around, climbing up and started to punch over her head, stopping at ten then came down with a double ax then a snapmare, locking in a sleeper. Lita would slowly get to her feet, running to the corner and ducked, bashing Nattie's face into the turnbuckle then dropped her with a quick tornado DDT, rising up and would watch her rise, taking her down with a spinning neck breaker, rising up and waited as she clocked her over the head with a running ensiguri, turning her over and covered for two.
Lita rose up, climbing the top rope and leapt with a senton bomb, crashing hard upon Nattie then dragged her up, tossing her into the middle rope as she would dangle, Lita bouncing off the rope and crashed down upon her back, Nattie whipping back as Lita waited and finished her off with a bulldog. Lita watched her push herself up, dropping an elbow but missed as Nattie rolled, rising to her feet as Lita kicked hard to the back of the leg though Nattie fought back with a hard back elbow to the face then grabbed her by the hair, bashing her face first into the turnbuckle. slowly placing her on top and would drop her down with a super back suplex. Nattie was the first up, checking her nose for a moment and picked Lita up, dropping her with a pile driver then dropped a few elbows over the head, locking in a sit down side headlock though Lita countered by wrapping her legs over Nattie's neck, squeezing tightly.
With some manuevering Nattie was able to slide out as both girls rose, Nattie missing a clothesline as Lita locked in a backslide for two. Both rose again as Lita caught her with a jaw jacker, rushing in though Nattie moved aside. Lita putting her foot on the turnbuckle to stop herself and would quickly hit Nattie with a back elbow, climbing the rope and saulted with a moonsault, crashing upon Nattie only for two.
Both women rose, starting to slug it out a bit as Lita kicked low, bouncing off the rope and hit a cross body though Nattie quickly turned that into a running powerslam, climbing the top rope and dropped a Bret Hart elbow, going for the sharpshooter though Lita kicked her off through the ropes to the floor below. Lita rose up and would do a suicide dive, crashing into Nattie below as they hit the barricade. Lita was the first up as she climbed upon the apron, waiting and leap with a double axe though Nattie caught her and would backbody drop her right into the crowd. Nattie would shake her head a bit, turning around to try and suplex her back over as Lita bashed her head into the barricade, pushing her back and leapt over, taking her down with a flying clothesline.
Lita would then push her into the ring, rolling inside herself and waited for her to rise, trying for a Twist of Fate but was pushed off over the ropes, holding on and would skin the cat, grabbing Nattie and flipped her over the rope to the floor then climbed back in only to sault over and splash upon her. Lita rose up, signaling to the crowd as she went to ram Nattie into the barricade though she countered by tossing her with authority right into the steel stairs back first, the stairs flying back. Lita held her back as Nattie charged in, Lita countering with a flapjack right upon the announcers table that did not break, Nattie holding her ribs.
Lita rose up, slamming Nattie upon the floor then rolled into the ring to break the count, rolling back to the floor and would ram her head into the table, rolling her on top and slowly went to the apron, looking ready to leap until she stopped, slowly moving towards the top rope, looking out to the crowd for a moment and would leap with a Litasault down upon Natalya through the table. Fans went ballistic as Lita pulled up from the wreckage first, dragging Nattie and would roll her into the ring, Nattie starting to move as she was groggy as hell, Lita dropkicking her from behind, knocking her to the corner as she followed up with a back suplex with a bridge only for two. She rose up a little frustrated and went for a DDT though Nattie rammed her into the corner, ramming her shoulders into her midsection, pulling back and placed her on top though Lita fought her down with heavy fists and a kick, trying to get her balance though Nattie grabbed her legs and literally jerked her right off, Lita crashing hard upon the mat as Nattie tried for the Sharpshooter.
Lita would then counter with a small package though Nattie had it scouted, kicking out and dropped her with a powerful clothesline, covering for two. She rose up, dropping her with a suplex then a bodyslam, tossing her to the ropes though Lita slid under the legs, grabbing her from behind and locked in a german suplex for two. Lita rose up and locked in a front face lock, trying to wear her down though Nattie picked her up and tossed her, Lita landing on her feet and rushed in with a crucifix pin only for two. Lita would try for a sleeper though Nattie flipped her over then grabbed her hitting a reverse suplex. Lita held her ribs as she was pushed to the ropes and ducked a short arm clothesline, holding onto Nattie from behind and tried for another german suplex though she blocked, getting behind Lita and hit a release Tiger Suplex, Lita landing on her neck as Nattie moved for the pin....No only two.
She rose up and pulled Lita up though she countered with a hard fist, both women exchanging blows back and forth eventually it would turn into chops that only seemed to get louder. For two minutes they would chop at each others chest, the fans going 'ooo' with each hit as Lita hit a headbutt, picking her up for an inverted atomic drop though Nattie fought back with a stiff punch to her face, tossing her hard to the ropes and tossed her for a back bodydrop though Lita countered with a Litacanrana, waiting a moment and would dropkick the knee, bouncing off the rope and dropsaulted her square in the face. Lita then moved to the top rope, yelling out and went for a swanton bomb and connected, covering for one...two...NO.
Damn that was close as the fiesty red head rose up, waiting for her to rise as she tried the Twist of Fate though Nattie countered that into a spinning back suplex, rising to her feet and tackled her with a thez press, rising up and charged in with a flying shoulder block, rolling to her feet and called her up, hitting a burning clothesline that turned Lita inside out, getting in tackle position and ran hard though Lita quickly moved out of the way, Nattie hitting the turnbuckle and stumbled back as Lita climbed the rope and leapt with a dropkick as Nattie would quickly counter that into the Sharpshooter.
She turned her over as Lita was stuck, reaching for the rope and tried to get out, Nattie having it locked in real good, twisting at her the best she could as Lita grunt. Little by little she would crawl over to the rope though Nattie pulled her away, locking it in deeper as Lita screamed some, twisting her body a bit and was able to get on her back, pulling Nattie in then kicked her off, holding her leg in pain.
Nattie went right back to work, grabbing the leg and dropped elbows and would kick at it, draping it over the rope and would sit on it a few times, Lita using the other foot to push her out of the ring on the third attempt. Lita rose to her feet, leaping over the rope with senton, catching Nattie and did a spinning headscissor as she propelled Nattie over the barricade into the crowd. Lita rose up, dragging Nattie over the barricade and tossed her into the ring, waiting on the apron leaping with a senton splash though Nattie countered that into an Ally Oop, Lita landing right on her face. Nattie catching her from behind in a full nelson though Lita spun her body and quickly turned it into a Twist of Fate, covering Nattie for one...two...No! So close that was as Lita had no choice but to go high, waiting for Nattie to rise and went for a kick though Nattie countered that in a capture powerbomb, trying for the Sharpshooter one more time though Lita kicked her off to the corner, rising up and rushed in, taking an elbow from Nattie as she climbed the top rope and leapt though Lita caught her right in the jaw with a dropkick, quickly moving to the rope and poised for the Litasault and flew, crashing and burning as Nattie moved out of the way, quickly rising and ran for a clothesline, Lita would duck, bouncing off of the rope and would hit a sunset flip, Nattie rolling back and quickly grabbed Lita by the legs and did a jackknife pin for one....two.....three.
Nattie lay on her back exhausted, forcing herself up as she was awarded her title, raising it up as she went through a war with Lita as she eventually rose up, turning her around and would shake her hand out of respect, leaving the ring to allow Nattie to bask in the glow of her victory, rolling out of the ring as her next stop was Clash of the Champions.
Backstage, Kevin Kelly was with the man that was in a must-win situation, CM Punk.
"CM Punk, tonight you put it all on the line. If you win, you're in. If you lose... who knows when you'll get another World Title shot."
"I'm here to prove a point. Mitsuharu Misawa may be one of the greatest wrestlers to ever live, but he's no CM Punk. And Jeff Jarrett is just another old man who's prime has come and gone. I put it all on the line because I'm confident in my abilities. Jeff Jarrett refers to himself as the Gem of the NWA? Well I'm the diamond among gems. I'm the most valuable commodity in NWA, and I'm the greatest wrestler alive today. Tonight is going to be proof."
Todd Grisham took over as cameras cut back to ringside.
"Well, from what we understand ladies and gentlemen, Bobby Heenan has made it backstage, let's take you to Lord Alfred Hayes!"
"Thank you, Todd. I'm standing here with-"
"Can it, limey, I've got this. What you are looking at is the very core of the Heenan Family. Ravishing Rick Rude, the man who has all the tools needed to be the very best in the world, and Andre the Giant, the mountain of a man that no one can move. Demolition is nothing more than mere ants compared to Andre, and tonight will be a Rude Awakening for Demolition."
"Tonight.... Demolition gets obliterated!" Andre then laughed menacingly as cameras went back to ringside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!"
(Play Rude)
"Introducing first, the challengers. Accompanied by Bobby "the Brain" Heenan, weighing in at a combined 776lbs, Andre the Giant, and "Ravishing" Rick Rude!"
(Play Demolition)
"And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 583lbs, they are the NWA World Tag Team Champions, Ax and Smash, Demolition!"
Demolition entered the ring with confidence as the bell sounded, Ax and Smash stayed in their corner to discuss strategy as a towering Andre charged full speed at them! They were able to get out of the way as Andre blasted the corner, moving the ring. Smash climbed up and started punching away at his head, while Ax punched and kicked at Andre's midsection. Andre however was unfazed as he started to walk with Smash still on top of him, holding him up as he kicked Ax away, dropping Smash onto his back. Demolition got back to their feet, but Andre headbutted them both away, as they retreated to the outside, Andre standing tall in the ring.
"This is not the strategy that the champions should be working with, Jesse."
"Absolutely not, what they've gotta do is get Rude in there, cut the ring in half and make sure the big Andre doesn't get a hold of the momentum, like he has now."
"Well it doesn't look like Andre's leaving."
"You go up there and try to tell him to leave, see how far it gets you."
Andre reached over the rope and grabbed Ax by the head and went to pick him up, but Smash helped Ax as they grabbed a hold of his arms and somehow pulled the giant monster out of the ring, over the top rope. Andre hit the ground hard as Demolition started to pound away on the big man, trying to keep him down. This didn't last long, as Andre got back to his feet and just shoved Smash to the post, and tossed Ax into the ring. Andre charged at Smash who got out of the way, Andre's face hitting the steel post, as he somehow remained on his feet. The referee got to a nine count before Andre fully rolled into the ring, Ax taking the time out to try and keep him down.
Andre got back to his feet and chopped Ax down with minimal effort. Smash got into the ring and tried to mount the big man with a sleeper hold, but Andre just fell onto his back, literally crushing Smash underneath him, as Smash rolled out in agony, gasping for air as Andre tagged in Rude. Rude went right to work on Ax, who was the legal man as he hammered away. Ax got back to his feet, and Rude wrenched his arm, locking in a standing side armbar. Rude kicked at his legs, bringing him down to a knee, as he switched over to a top wristlock, keeping the pressure on. Rude then delivered an elbow to Ax's exposed face and went behind him, putting on a reverse chinlock, working on the neck.
Ax fell to a seated position as Rude had the chinlock locked on pretty good, taking the time to blow kisses to the women at ringside. Heenan pounded on the mat telling Rude to not let go of him as Ax started to rise. He delivered a couple elbows into Rude's stomach and came off the ropes, delivering a massive clothesline. Rude got back up and was hit with another clothesline as Ax tagged Smash in. They went for a double team as they whipped Rude off the ropes, but Rude ducked underneath the double clothesline attempt and Andre blindly tagged in. On the return, Rude was hit with the double clothesline, but Demolition turned around into the massive Andre, who charged at them and took them both out with the biggest double clothesline in the history of the universe. Smash was the legal man as the referee tried to get Rude and Ax out as Andre went for a legdrop, Smash thankfully rolling out of the way as Andre hit the mat hard. Ax got back into the ring, as the referee was losing control of the match quickly as the two of them started to double team Andre.
Andre slowly got back to his feet and shoved the two of them off, but they came back with a double clothesline that sent Andre into the ropes, tying him up! The fans exploded to their feet, but this was short lived as Rude took down Smash while Bobby was trying to free the giant. Ax came charging at Rude and clocked him with a shoulderblock that sent Rude straight over the top rope, as he leapt at Andre with a cross body block, but Andre stuck his foot out and dug it deep into Ax's stomach.
"Who the hell is the legal man, Jesse?"
"The referee!"
Rude got back to his corner and actually was able to reach Andre's hand, despite the fact that he was tied in the ropes, so legally, he was tagged in. The legal men were now Rude and Smash, as the two men started to slug it out, Andre still stuck in the ropes. Rude won the slugfest, and went for a body slam, but Smash deadweighted him and countered with a body slam of his own. Smash quickly tagged Ax in and hit a backbreaker on Rude, calling for the Decapitator as they hit it in the center of the ring, but before they were able to pin him, Andre broke free and charged forward! Demolition was quick enough to hit a double drop toe hold as Andre fell straight onto Rude, crushing him, almost making him a permanent part of the canvas, as Demolition beat Andre out of the ring. Smash covered Rude, 1.... 2.... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and still NWA World Tag Team Champions, Demolition!"
Demolition left the arena quickly as Bobby Heenan was irate, leading his men halfway up the ramp, then returned to ringside to continue his commentary duties, being so angry he almost slapped Grisham in the face as he sat back down, the next match getting ready to start, but first, Kevin Kelly was in the back with Jeff Jarrett.
"Double J, the time is now, your shot at the NWA World Championship lies on a victory here tonight, but you've got some stiff competition."
"Are you kidding me? Stiff competition? Please, CM Punk lost to John Cena, a guy who would've never gotten the title if it wasn't for me, and just last month, lost the title to Evan Bourne, a guy who weighs less than my jock strap. As for Misawa, that yellow-tinted slant-eyed bastard can go back across the ocean he came from, take his teriyaki lovin' buddies and go play some Nintendo while the real men take care of what we do best, and that's wrestle. Before long, everyone will be hearing my music play, and hearing Justin Roberts announce me as "NWA World Heavyweight Champion, Jeff Jarrett... sounds good doesn't it? Ya damn right it does, now get out of my face before you piss me off. And you don't want to piss me off." Jarrett shoved the microphone into his chest and pushed him off camera.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall, and it's for the NWA United States Championship!"
(Play DiBiase)
"Introducing the challengers. First, accompainied by his father, Ted DiBiase Sr., from Palm Beach, Florida, weighing 235lbs, Ted DiBiase Jr.!"
(Play Cody)
"From Marietta, Georgia, weighing 223lbs, "Dashing" Cody Rhodes!"
(Play Morrison)
"And, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 223lbs, the NWA United States Champion, John Morrison!"
All three men had a look of confidence on their faces, as DiBiase discussed strategy with his father, who got onto the apron with a mic.
"Now hold on, before this match gets underway, I have a proposition to make here. John Morrison, you're an intelligent man, are you not? My son doesn't need to prove to anyone that he's the best in this ring here, he already beat you on Nitro." The crowd responded in a rousing chorus of boos. "Now, here is my offer. Instead of going through all the physical and psychological pain of getting your ass handed to you by my son and losing your title, why not, instead, get something out of it? I'm prepared to give you five thousand dollars of my own money for your United States Championship. You can save your body, your pride, and a lot of embarassment."
Morrison would look around the crowd a while, the fans telling him not to do it, but he reached out and shook DiBiase's hand, the deal seemingly set in stone as he walked out to get his title, bringing it back into the ring. He handed DiBiase the title as Ted gave him the money, but Morrison didn't let go of the belt. Instead, he pocketed the money and blasted Ted in the face with the belt, the crowd erupting, as Ted Jr. jumped him from behind, the bell ringing. Ted Sr. was incensed as he rolled out to the outside, being scammed out of five thousand dollars, screaming out at his son as he stomped away on Morrison.
Eventually, Ted stopped attacking Morrison and turned around into Cody, who turned him over with a deep arm drag. They got back to their feet as Ted hit a bodyslam soon after. Cody rose to his feet and was hit with a dropkick from Ted, knocking him back into the corner. Ted closed in and rocked Cody hard with a couple of stiff right hands and shot him into the far corner. Cody leapt up and over Ted as he charged in, getting behind him and rolling him up. 1.... 2.... no, Ted pushed Cody off and into the corner. Ted charged in and got a boot to his face as Cody got up on his shoulders for a victory roll. He was about to roll forward when out of nowhere, Morrison leapt up and dropkicked DiBiase in the face, knocking them both down, Cody being slammed from high up.
DiBiase got back to his feet and was quickly tossed out of the ring by Morrison, who quickly went to cover Rhodes. 1.... 2.... no, DiBiase was able to pull Morrison out of the ring, breaking the count. They battled on the outside, trading blows back and forth until DiBiase tossed Morrison into the security railing. DiBiase then went for the Million Dollar Dream, but Morrison fought hard, struggling to prevent it, as all of a sudden, Cody Rhodes came flying over the top, crashing down on DiBiase, as Morrison quickly rolled out of the way and onto the apron. He went back into the ring as now Ted and Cody started to tussle it out on the outside, as Morrison came from the other side of the ring and leapt high, clearing the top rope and crashing down below, right onto Rhodes as this time, DiBiase rolled out of the way and back into the ring.
The damage was being done on the outside as Morrison got back up and held his ribs, but still posed for the crowd, even going to far as to kiss one of the teenage girls in the front row. Cody got back to his feet and blasted Morrison into the apron and made advances to the same girl, who immediately rejected him, while Cody just arrogantly posed. Morrison turned Cody around and locked up with him, when Ted DiBiase came from the inside and flew out of the ring with a plancha, but Morrison and Cody pushed each other off, as DiBiase just hit the floor hard. Cody and John both rolled back into the ring while Ted DiBiase Sr. came over to check on his son.
Cody looked down and laughed at them when Morrison rolled him up, hooking the tights! 1.... 2.... no! Cody rolled his shoulder off the canvas and started arguing with the ref, saying that Morrison had a handful of tights. Morrison came from behind and AGAIN rolled Cody up with a school boy, hooking the tights again! 1.... 2.... no! Cody kicked out again and got to his feet, kicking Morrison low and hitting a snap DDT, bringing the speed to a crashing halt. He picked up Morrison and then hit a bulldog in the center of the ring, turning him over to cover. 1.... 2.... no, Morrison kicked out. DiBiase rolled back into the ring into the waiting foot of Rhodes, who stomped away at him, screaming that he was indeed the talent, and the looks of the team.
DiBiase got to his knees and slapped Rhodes in the face, which pissed Cody off so much that he went to the outside and grabbed the microphone.
"Hey, referee! Disqualify him right now, that son of a bitch just slapped me in the face! You don't touch this face, what the hell is the matter with you, I mean are you kidding me?" He threw the mic at DiBiase who actually caught it and tossed it back at Cody's head, barely missing him as Cody was enraged, and flew back into the ring and went nose to nose with his former partner. The two started to seethe with rage as Cody pushed Ted into the ropes and the two started to trade right hands and kicks, the intensity just boiling over. Cody went for a vertical suplex, but DiBiase went over and landed on his feet, and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream! This was broken up by Cody, who delivered a mule kick straight between the legs, breaking the hold, and maybe something else, as out of nowhere, Morrison tossed Rhodes straight over the top to the floor below.
Morrison looked up to the top rope and leapt up for Starship Pain, but DiBiase put his knees up, as John's stomach connected hard, Ted able to counter. He slowly crawled over to Morrison, holding himself in pain as he just draped an arm over him. 1..... 2..... no! Morrison kicked out. DiBiase got back to his feet and started to slug away at Morrison, now being in the driver's seat. He hit a vertical suplex on John, as Cody was rolling back into the ring. Cody charged forward but received a hiptoss for his effort. He got back up and was back body dropped right to the outside again, but Cody landed on the apron. He grabbed Ted and went to suplex him to the outside, but Ted was able to land on the apron as well, the former tag team champions slugging it out on the apron, neither man wanting to go down.
The two would trade blows back and forth until John Morrison bounced off the middle rope and hit the Flying Chuck into the back of Cody's head, causing Priceless's heads to smash right into each other, knocking them both to the floor below, as Morrison rose his hand up in victory. Rhodes and DiBiase got back to their feet on the outside and continued to scuffle, Morrison taking this time to catch a breather. The action on the outside was starting to get a little heavy, as Cody and Ted were almost brawling into the crowd, the referee telling them to get back into the ring. Cody was whipped into the post shoulder first, knocking him down. Back in the ring, from behind, Ted Sr. clocked Morrison in the back with a double ax handle, knocking him to a knee. Morrison got back to his feet quickly and turned around, as Ted Sr. started to back off into the corner, being trapped.
Ted Jr. came from behind and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream, going for DreamStreet, but Morrison snapmared him over, breaking the hold. Morrison then reeled back and went for the Nitro Blast, but Ted ducked, as his father took the full force of the superkick dead in the jaw, knocking him down in the corner. DiBiase rolled Morrison up, feet on the ropes! 1...... 2...... NO! Morrison kicked out, DiBiase almost stole the victory!
"Wow, what a match, Jesse and Bobby!"
"DiBiase is pulling out all the stops here, Todd."
"The referee counted slow! I could've gotten to fifty!"
"You'd be lucky if you got to three, Heenan."
"No one asked you, you brainless meathead."
"Call me that again and I'll pound your face into the fu-"
"Wait a minute, look!"
Cody Rhodes was up again on the top rope as DiBiase turned around into a high flying body press from Rhodes! 1..... 2..... no! The count was broken up by Morrison, keeping the match alive! Rhodes locked Morrison into a hammerlock and kicked him hard in the back, causing him to reel backwards, in perfect position for CrossRhodes! He was about to hit it, but Morrison fought out of it, elbowing Cody in the gut, bending him forward, ready to go for the Moonlight Drive! He was going to lock it on, but DiBiase came from behind and hit DreamStreet right on Morrison, the crowd erupting in a chorus of boos. Before he was able to go for the cover though, Rhodes came from behind and decked him hard in the face a couple times, and then, of all moves, did his father's patented Dancing Elbow into Ted's face! DiBiase got back to his feet, stunned, as Rhodes hit CrossRhodes in the center of the ring!
He rolled DiBiase over for the cover! 1..... 2..... NO! The count was broken up by a moonsault from Morrison who came off the top rope out of nowhere, right onto Cody's back! He turned Cody over. 1..... 2..... NO! Cody shot his shoulder off the mat, Morrison wondering what to do next himself! DiBiase was back up and dropkicked Morrison into the corner, John using the ropes to hold himself up. Ted closed in but got a kick in the stomach, Morrison fighting back. From the other side, Rhodes charged in at both of them, but they both got out of the way, Rhodes hitting the turnbuckle hard. Morrison wound up again going for another Nitro Blast, but DiBiase AGAIN ducked out of the way, this time Cody getting kicked squarely in the face, knocking him straight out of the ring! Morrison hit the ropes and DiBiase went right after him, going for the clothesline, but Morrison ducked underneath and hit the ropes again, DiBiase almost confusing himself. Morrison went for a clothesline but DiBiase countered it, but Morrison wrapped himself around DiBiase, hitting a crucifix pin! 1..... 2..... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still NWA United States Champion, John Morrison!"
Just like that, in a flash, John Morrison was able to pull a fast one over Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase, and with some quick thinking, was able to secure the three count! DiBiase was enraged, being outsmarted and outwrestled, losing to a basic wrestling hold, as Cody started kicking at the stairs, demanding his jacket, looking himself over in the mirror, making sure his face wasn't damaged from the kick he just received. Morrison just looked on and smiled, raising the US Title high over his head, another victory for the Shaman of Sexy.
In the back, Lord Alfred Hayes had caught up with another one of the wrestlers in the triple threat match... Mitsuharu Misawa and Masahiro Chono.
"Mr. Misawa, we're just moments away from your big triple threat match vs. Jeff Jarrett and CM Punk. What is your strategy going into this highly anticipated matchup?"
"I will not give out my strategy, that is just a bad idea. But I will say this: I do respect Jeff Jarrett and CM Punk as wrestlers. Jeff Jarrett is one of the greats, and CM Punk is on his way to being one of the best of all time... but now, it's time for some real Japanese wrestling. It's time we show the world why Japanese wrestlers are the best in the world. Mr. Chono here will demonstrate this as he dominates the G1 Climax tournament in due time... and I will dominate this match, and then I will become the new NWA World Champion."
"Thank you very much for your time, Mr. Misawa."
Back in the ring, the bell had sounded, it was time for the next matchup.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a triple threat matchup, where the winner will face the NWA World Heavyweight Champion at Clash of the Champions!"
[Play out]
Jarrett, Misawa and Punk were ready to go, each with a manager in their corner, Steph still choosing to side along with Punk, getting in the face of Bishoff while Fuji spoke in Japanesse to Misawa as the bell sounded. Slowly each of them would talk smack to each other, wondering whom would strike first. Jarrett struck first, slapping Misawa over the face though Punk would strike, hitting Jarrett to the corner and would start to slug with his fist. Jarrett blocked and moved him to the corner, going for a punch when Misawa would hit him with a german suplex, a clothesline then tossed Jarret hard to the corner, Punk rolling aside as Misawa would chop over his chest close to ten times. Jarrett gouged at the eye and hit the rope though Punk quickly climbed up behind him from the apron, battling on the top.
Jarrett turned around, looking to suplex Punk though Misawa got under him and would hit a super german suplex with Punk stuck in the suplex position and came crashing down with them. Misawa rose first, pulling up Punk whom went for a kick though missed, Misawa slamming him with a sit out capture powerbomb then rose up, ducking Jarrett's clothesline and dropped him with a full nelson slam. Misawa would chop along Jarrett's chest, tossing him to the rope and dropped him with a back bodydrop, ducking Punk's advance and kicked him in the jaw, sending him out of the ring.
Misawa would suplex Jeff a few times, dropping him with a clothesline then locked in a headlock, Jarrett slowly fighting out, bouncing off the rope though was hit with a shoulder block as Misawa forced him back up by the hair. He would slam his face to the turnbuckle, placing him up top and set him up in the tree of woe position, stomping at him. Punk rolled into the ring though was rammed head first into Jarrett's stomach then back suplexed, Misawa watching Jarrett fall then rammed him to the corner, chopping to his chest and placed him on top. Jarrett fought back with a headbutt then a missile dropkick.
Jarrett would strut for a moment, dropping elbows over Punk and Misawa, pointing to his head that he was smart, dropping Misawa with a pile driver then pulled Punk up whom blocked and countered with a roundhouse kick to the face. Jarrett stumbled back as Punk would charge in, tackling Jarrett through the ropes to the floor below, Punk mounting him and slugged at his head, pulling him up and bashed his head into the steel stairs. Punk would then slam him down to the floor and slammed his knee to the floor though Jarrett kicked him back, Punk smacking into the barricade as they would slug it out, looking over as Misawa would suicide dive through the ropes and crashed upon them. Misawa rose first, pulling Punk up to his shoulders and would run, long dart tossing him to Jarrett whom caught him and fell over the steel steps. Bish would walk around, hitting Misawa in the back though that got him one hell of a stiff punch to the face and being tossed right to Fuji whom swung his flag like a bat over Bish's face, Steph smirking to herself though willed Punk on.
Misawa moved over as Jarrett kicked the stairs right into his knee, taking him down as Jeff rose, grabbing Punk by the hair and slammed his head into the post, back suplexing him onto the ramp and tossed Misawa into the ring, working on the knee. He would stomp and twist at it, hitting with twist leg locks and knee breakers, keeping him down, also making sure to knock Punk off the apron everytime he tried to get back into the ring.
Jeff would lock in a side leg lock, using the ropes for leverage when he could as Misawa wouldn't tap, shaking his head and tried to fight out of it though Jeff was a master at this, keeping him down with a grin, reaching over to the ropes and got the leverage he wanted, smirking. Punk would then reach out, grabbing Jeff by the hair and literally dragged him over the apron and started to punch at his face, Jarrett unable to go anywhere since he was locked with Misawa's legs.
The ref yelled at Punk to stop though he ignored him, pulling Jeff out to the floor once the hold was broken, hitting him with a few knees to the face though Jarrett would hit a low blow and rammed Punk right into the steels stairs, rolling back into the ring and would chop block Misawa's knee, locking in an STF. Misawa would slowly crawl, snagging the rope as Jarrett let go, kicking at him hard then dragged him up, hitting a few uppercuts then tossed him to the rope, Misawa sliding under his legs locking him in a full nelson. Jarrett would flail some, moving to the rope though Punk hit the apron and would hit a roundhouse to his head, kicking them back then would springboard off the rope with a dropkick, Misawa quickly turning that into a fullnelson back suplex, Jarrett landing hard upon his neck as Punk crawled over, covering for two as Misawa pulled him off.
Punk went for an ensiguri and missed, Misawa picking him up and would crotch him on the rope then kicked him hard in the chest, the sound echoing as Punk hit the apron, holding his chest in pain, looking like he was having a heart attack from the force of the kick. Misawa picked Jarrett up, trying for a Tiger Driver though it was blocked, Jarrett punching to the weak knee and dropping him with a snap DDT, covering only for two.
Jarrett would work back at the knee once again, dropping a few elbows and rose him up, hitting a running knee breaker and tried jerking it out of the socket, aiming for the figure four though Misawa kicked him off though Jarrett quickly grabbed Punk from the apron and would suplex him inside, having Punk land right on Misawa's knee. Punk rose holding his back as Jarrett would dropkick him to the corner, picking up Misawa and tossed him out of the ring like trash, going after Punk though took a hard boot to the face. Punk fought back with a double axe from the top rope, kicking along Jeff's body and tossed him to the rope, dropping him with a flapjack, an atomic drop then a rolling neck breaker.
He dragged him up again, hitting to Jeff's head with his knees, following up with a bulldog and looked ready to end it, pulling him up for the GTS though Jarrett fought out, pushing him to the corner and dropped with a german suplex. Jarrett rose up, strutting his stuff and said he was the real Gem of the NWA, slapping Punk over the face whom quickly grabbed him arm and locked in a Crossface.
Jarrett was stuck as Punk would yell out 'tap you fucker tap.' Jarrett tried to fight out of it though Misawa would enter the ring, locking Jeff in a boston crab, locking it with one arm and reached back, grabbing Punk by the neck doing a version of the muta lock, now the pressure on Punk AND Jeff at the same time. Punk was growling some as Jarrett was most likely cursing under his breath. The pressure was too much as Punk let go and in turn Misawa let go, Punk holding his neck as Misawa slammed him to the corner, chopping to his chest and placed him on top, grabbing Jarrett and rammed his head right into Punk's crotch, keeping him in place as he climbed up, dropping Punk with a super tiger suplex, covering for one...two...NO Jarrett broke the count. Misawa and Jeff would exchange blows, Jarrett kicking at the knee and bounced off the rope, coming in with a clothesline as Misawa ducked and countered with a Dragonsuplex, aiming for a clothesline though Jarrett would low bridge the rope, Misawa falling to the floor below.
Jarrett would smirk as Punk picked him up and nailed him with the GTS, quickly covering him for one...two....NO! Bischoff would pull the ref out to the floor though Steph got right into his face, now getting into a slugfest with Bish with the ref stuck in between. Punk would rise up, trying to figure out what was going on as he turned back to Jarrett whom clocked him over the head with the Guitar, debris flying everywhere as he pushed it all aside, the ref conviently getting control and slid into the ring, counting Punk's shoulders down...One.....Two....NO Misawa broke it up with a dropsault to Jarrett's head.
He rose up, slugging away at Jeff and picked him up for a powerbomb and slammed him over the rope right upon the apron. Punk started to move, his head cut open due to the blast as he was groggy, Misawa, kicking him in the midsection and would nail a Tiger Driver, turning around and bashed Jarrett's head into the turnbuckle, forcing him to the top rope via the apron and climbed up, slowly positioning himself and would drop Jarrett down with an Avalanche Emerals Flowsion, Misawa rising up as Punk picked him up and connected with the GTS, all three men laying flat upon their backs as the ref would start to count.
By six Punk and Misawa rose on their knees, punching at each other until Jarrett rose up on his knees and would join in the fray, each one punching the other until rising to their feet, getting a bit faster until Misawa and Jarrett swung at Punk at the same time whom ducked and took them down with a clothesline. Punk would rise, using the blood as fuel as he kicked Misawa right in the face to the corner then tossed Jarrett in the corner, coming at them both with a rising knee, dropping both of them with a double bulldog, dropping Jarrett with a ddt then dropkicked Misawa out of the ring with a dropkick, watching him hit the apron, using Jarrett as a batteringram and smacked his head into him, Misawa going to the floor as Punk dropped Jarrett with an Anaconda Vice, squeezing tightly.
Punk refused to let go though Jarrett was able to weasle his feet to the rope though Steph ran along, knocking it off as the ref caught that, yelling at her which gave Bish a chance to slide into the ring and kick Punk over the back of the head to break the hold. He quickly left to the floor just in time as Punk went after him which gave Jarrett a chance to toss him over the ropes. Punk held onto the apron though was rammed head first into the steel post and fell to the floor, Jarrett smirking though Misawa then came in with a spinning back suplex, climbing the top rope and would wait though Bish would distract him, getting hit over the back by Fuji though Jarrett was able to capitolize, dropping him with a superplex.
He would rise up, instead of going for the pin he went for the figure four, locking it in tightly and pulled Misawa from the ropes, yelling at him. Jarrett had it locked in as Misawa yelled in pain from the pain in his knee, slowly turning over to his belly and countered it, Jarrett rolling to the rope to let go of the hold. Both men rose up, Jarrett trying for the knee again though Misawa blocked, kicking him in the midsection and rose him up and nailed a running Emerald Flowsion, going for the cover though Punk grabbed him and tossed Misawa out of the ring, covering Jarrett, One....Two....Three.
CM Punk would roll off, holding his bloody head as Steph would help him up, he won the match saving his rematch clause and capitalized on Misawa's big move, leaving the ring as he gave a dirty look to his opponents, Misawa more so angry about the outcome and Jarrett lay flat. Punk standing upon the stage just for a moment to take it all in, his next stop, Clash of the Champions, though against whom? Hardy....or Bourne?
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA World Championship."
[Play out and Announce.]
Bourne and Hardy would raise their arms, stretching out and moved around the ring, locking up a bit then broke as Bourne was pushed to the corner. They would lock up again as Jeff pushed him back hard to the corner, Bourne rushing in though Hardy ducked a clothesline, springing off the rope with a sunset flip. Bourne rolled back, swinging with his foot though Hardy ducked, kicking him in the back then sprung up, back body dropping Bourne whom landed on his feet, hitting the rope and ran, catching a running headscissor, Hardy countered pulling him up for a powerbomb as Bourne countered by dropkicking off and flipping to his feet, ducking a clothesline himself and bounced off the rope, doing a springboard moonsault headscissor, tossing Hardy to the floor. Jeff rose, giving him props and would roll back into the ring, locking up and dropped him with an armdrag, a headlock takedown then a hip toss, Bourne springing up and swung with a kick as Jeff caught it, hitting a mule kick in the face, hitting him to the corner and rushed in, sliding out of the ring to the apron and would do a sunset flip bulldog on Bourne then clotheslined him out of the ring, Jeff now, getting his props as Evan held his head, rolling back in.
They would lock up again, Hardy pushing him to the rope then tossed him hard, leapfrogging twice and would back bodydrop Bourne whom countered that into a neck breaker, bouncing off the rope again and slide under his legs, climbing up behind him for a victory roll though Jeff slammed him down face first, quickly picking him up for a whirling reverse suplex then finished him off with a running back elbow and a rolling senton splash, tossing Evan to the corner. Hardy would slug over his head, setting him on top though Bourne fought off with his feet, leaping and dropped Hardy with reverse cross body, rolling off and would start kicking, dropping him with a spin kick to the jaw then connected with a vicious dropsault to the face, covering for two.
Bourne rose up though Hardy would sweep at the leg and quickly locked in a butterfly lock to keep him down. Bourne would squirm and wiggle to his feet, spinning his body out of it and dropped Hardy with an Asai snapmare and tried to follow up with a wheel kick as Jeff caught him and dropped him hard with a capture suplex then clotheslined him out of the ring to the floor, only to follow up with a suicide swanton right upon him on the floor. Jeff rose up with a yell, running along the barricade and dropped him with a clothesline then sprung up, tossing him to the post as Evan would block and flipped back behind Jeff and would catch him with a rising knee to the face then a rolling climb up senton bomb right into the crowd.
It wouldn't take long as Bourne would use one of the chairs and would leap off, tackling Hardy back over the railing to ringside, climbing the apron and would run, catching Jeff in in a spinning headscissor and tossed him, Jeff hitting chest first and snapped back as Bourne rolled into the ring, leaping off the top rope with a double knee lariat, crashing down upon him, yelling out to the crowd as he tossed Jeff in, climbing the rope again and waited leaping for a hurricanrana though Jeff would counter that by catching him and hit a running powerbomb, covering for two.
Hardy rose first, dropping a few elbows across the neck then back, pulling Evan up and set him upon the top rope, trying for a back suplex though he fought out, knocking Jeff down and hit a moonsault, catching him then would roll forward with a victory roll snap for two. Bourne went for a kick to his chest as Hardy blocked, Bourne trying to counter with an insiguri then a wheel kick on the way back though Jeff ducked each one, catching Bourne in the face with an inside guri to the jaw, rising up and would toss Bourne with a fallaway slam then a dropkick to the corner, hitting a version of Poetry in Motion then followed up with a bulldog, catching Bourne in a release german suplex then waited, picking him up for a running pump handle slam, springboarding off of the rope and finished him off with a springboard tornado ddt, covering for two.
Hard rose up and struck at him, hitting him to the corner and would repeatidly hit across his head, Bourne falling down as Hardy hit him with his handstand rolling dropkick and rolled back, taking him down with a snapmare and locked in a headlock. Bourne slowly rose to his feet though Hardy would toss him out of the hold into the ropes, dropping him with a backbody drop then a back suplex, hooking the leg but only for two.
Jeff rose slow, taking Bourne with him and moved him to the corner, punching across his head and slowly placed him on top and came down hard with a super hurricanrana, climbing back up on the top rope and yelled out leaping with a rolling guillotine legdrop over the throat, bouncing off the rope with a sitout corkscrew splash covering Bourne only for two.
Hardy rose up again, dragging him up and tossed him hard to the ropes, trying for a spinebuster though Bourne countered with a hurricanrana, tossing Jeff into the ropes as he would catch him with a sunset flip stunner then would springboard with a dropkick, quickly climbing the top rope and dropped Hardy with a double knee lariat, waiting and would kick at him a la Ultimo Dragon, finishing with a spin kick though Hardy caught him and would back suplex him right to the turnbuckle. Bourne held on, quickly leaping up and came down hard with a spinning wheel kick, rolling to his feet and caught a full head of steam, rushing at Jeff with a cartwheel rising knee, knocking him loopy and dropped him a double underhook springboard 720 ddt, covering for two.
Bourne rose up thinking it may be time to end it though Hardy hit low in the ribs, flipping him over to his back then hit the rope, dropping him with a floatover inverted neckbreaker, waiting and kicked Bourne hard to the corner and ran at him but took two hard boots to the face, Bourne then doing that one more time and flipped up to the top rope, Hardy meeting him on top as they would struggle and fight, Bourne knocking him down though Hardy dragged him down with a super armdrag, the ring shaking as he was first up, kicking low and went for the Twist of Fate, Bourne sliding out and went for a DDT though Hardy pushed him off, Bourne trying for a climb up ensiguri though Hardy would counter that right into the Twist of Fate, covering for One....Two....NO.
Another inch and he would have had it, rising to his feet and pulled Bourne up, dropping him with a brainbuster then a running snapmare, rolling to his feet and hit the rope, leaping with a moonsault but missed as Bourne moved out of the way, hitting him with a rising knee then some hard kicks, ducking a clothesline and dropkicked Hardy to the corner as Hardy would counter with Whisper in the Wind, taking Bourne down and climbed up the top rope, leaping for the Swanton Bomb but missed, Bourne just moving out of the way and rose up using the ropes. He would rush in with a flying clothesline then a springboard victory roll toss, clotheslining Hardy out of the ring, crashing down below with a running skyhigh senton splash, crashing down below. Bourne was the first to his feet, pulling Hardy up as he was rammed back first into the barricade, Hardy pulling back and charged in but was backbody dropped into the crowd.
Bourne would roll into the ring, climbing the top rope and would look over towards Hardy in the crowd, taking a deep breath and would leap from the top rope right into the crowd, crashing down upon Hardy. Bourne was the first one up as the crowd went crazy, the replay showing it three or four times as they would start to slug it out, the ref trying to get them back into the ring as they would battle through the crowd until Jeff tossed him over the railing, leaping over and would toss him upon the tech table though Bourne started to fight back as both of them would stand upon it, slugging it out as the ref was powerless with no count outs in this match. Hardy would drop him with a Falcon Arrow then would let him lay, climbing the top of the stage, getting a runing start but stopped, getting a crazy look in his eye and turned his head, looking towards the trong and slowly starting to climb the side of the tron; without his knowledge, Bourne rose and would start to climb up after him.
Hardy rose up though Bourne got behind him as both of them would start to slug it out, the crowd on edge as each of them nearly fell over the edge though continued to fight on. Bourne looked good on the offense as he went for a kick to the midsecton, aiming for an Asai DDT though Hardy would block, grabbing him for a side effect and would lock it in.
"No Jeff! Don't do it! For the love of god don't do it!"
Hardy would then leap off the tron with a side effect with Bourne, crashing through the Tech Table!
"JESUS CHRIST! I have never seen anything like that in all my life! Are they alive?"
Neither one of them had moved, I mean at all as EMT's came flying down to check on them, the ref checking their vitals as after a moment or two, Hardy would pull himself from the wreckage, barely able to stand after that, the crew showing that spot at least ten times over as Hardy fought to stay on two feet, picking Evan up on his shoulders and would slowly carry him back towards the ring, rolling him inside as Hardy would hold his back in agony, slowly climbing the top rope to put the finish on him and leapt with a Swanton Bomb, crashing below as he screamed out, holding his back in pain, perhaps not the smartest thing to do as he spent a bit of time trying to recover from that as he would crawl over, covering Bourne as the ref would count.....One........Two.......NO!
Somehow, maybe it was the hometown crowd cheering him on but Bourne somehow kicked out as Hardy was running out of options, Bourne refused to die, slowly picking him up and would place him upon the top rope, climbing up after him as Hardy would slowly try to lock in a Twist of Fate from the top rope though made the same mistake Punk did at Starrcade as Bourne would push him off, Hardy crashing and burning hard upon the mat as Bourne quickly hit the Shooting Star Press, covering Hardy, One....Two.....NO!
Unlike Starrcade, this tactic didn't work in Bourne's favor as he rolled off of Jeff, using the rope to pull himself up, coming at Jeff with a wheel kick as Jeff countered with a capture powerbomb, falling back into the ropes and just shook his head, slowly using the ropes to pull himself up and pulled Bourne up whom kicked him right in the knee and hit a quick shining wizard, knocking him completely out as Bourne slowly moved to the rope, trying to balance himself though perhaps took too much time as Hardy would hit the rope, Bourne crotching it.
Hardy would slowly climb up after him, hooking the arms and came down hard with a super Twist of Fate, crashing down hard upon the mat as both men lay flat. Hardy was the first moving, still a bit of distance away as he would crawl over, putting an arm over...One.....Two.....NO Bourne's foot caught the rope as Hardy pulled away, mouthing 'fuck' as that should have did it. Slowly he would pick him up, picking him up for a running powerbomb though Bourne somehow countered that into a frankensteiner, One....Two.....Oooh so close as Hardy kicked out. Bourne quickly moving catching him in a crucifix pin for two. Hardy up and dropped him with a small package for two. Bourne following up with a japanese rolling clutch for two. Hardy answering right back with a jackknife pin for two. Bourne next with a sunset flip for two as Hardy finished the rally with an electric chair backslide pin for two.
Both men rising exhausted and would start to exchange fists, barely able to stand after this war as they would slug it out, the fans chanting auidibly, "Yay....Booo...Yay......Booo....Yay.....Booo.....Yay..." Bourne started to win the exchange, kicking Hardy in the jaw to the ropes though Jeff came in fast with a burning clothesline though Bourne ducked, hitting the rope as Jeff would counter by tossing him in the air and connecting with a version of the Code Breaker. The fans never seeing anything like that before as Hardy had the momentum, pulling Bourne up whom struck with a rising knee to the face, springboarding off the rope with a headscissor though Hardy pushed him off, Bourne spinning around as Jeff kicked low and hit the Twist of Fate as Bourne slid out of it just in time and quickly countered right into the Asai DDT, hooking both legs....ONE.......TWO.....THREE!
"Ladies and Gentleman you're winner and STILL NWA World Champion, Evan Bourne!"
Clock it and stock it, for nearly 30 minutes these two men fought in a war that went all over the place and did things no one had ever seen before as Bourne proved Starrcade was NOT a fluke and that he belonged with the big dogs. He was exhausted to say the least, hearing his hometown crowd chanting him on as he rose up, raising the belt up and then turned around, helping Jeff up to his feet as they shook hands, Hardy leaving the ring as Bourne would do the best he could to celebrate, knowing it was a huge victory though on the horizon next was CM Punk at Clash of the Champions, but for now, it was set in stone and Bourne was still your champion as the show would fade to black.
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