Post by Valdora on Apr 11, 2011 0:13:02 GMT
WWF Foundation 2011 Card (April)
World Wrestling Federation Championship
Scramble Match
AJ Styles VS Bryan Danielson VS Chris Jericho VS
VS VS
Career VS Career
Buried Alive
The Undertaker VS Shawn Michaels
Intercontinental Championship Championship
Jushin “Thunder” Liger w/ Dusty Rhodes VS Dolph Ziggler w/ Sherri Martel
Tag Team Championship
The Motor City Machine Guns VS the Nexus w/ Chelsea
Women’s Championship
Trish Stratus VS Angelina Love w/ Velvet Sky
Last Women Standing
Awesome Kong VS Kendra
The World Wrestling Federation Presents
FOUNDATION 2011
Live from the Gund Arena in Cleveland Ohio
We open with a video package hyping the night’s main matches.
We then fade into the arena as fireworks explode of the entrance way and the capacity crowd goes nuts, the lights turning on as we pan them.
“Hello everyone and welcome to Foundation! The WWF is back! Shane Mcmahon is our General Manager and tonight we put a final end to one era, and begin a whole bright new one. Tonight we set the Foundation of the WWF to come. I am Jim Ross and I am proud to give you my partner once again Jerry ‘King’ Lawler!”
We now cut to the announce desk.
“Oh JR I am so excited. Raw was one thing but there is nothing like the WWF on Pay Per View and we have the best seats in the house” Lawler responds.
“Indeed we do King. And we are going to kick things off with one of the four big title matches we have tonight. Let’s get things cooking with great Tag Team action!”
Tag Team Championship
*Play Entrances*
The Nexus come out to huge boos. The Guns to a massive ovation.
“First time the Guns will be defending those belts since that hellacious cell at Wrestlemania. Alex Shelly we are told is fully rehabbed” JR as Miz and Shelly talk to their teammates and decide to start off, the other two going back to their corner.
“Well the idiot decided to flip off a cell; he will never be the same again! Look at Mick Foley, look at Undertaker right now” Lawler replies, we now cut to a shot of Miz coming out of his corner as the bell rings “now these guys the Nexus. I saw as they cleverly formed their team behind everyone’s back for months, then revealed it to win Money in the bank for the Miz. These guys have the talent and the smarts to take over this whole company as a duo.”
Miz comes forward now and looks up with Shelly, Shelly takes the advantage and backs him into the ropes shooting him off, Miz comes back taking him down with the shoulder tackle and hits the ropes again, Shelly waiting for him and taking him down with a dropsault and then covering for a quick 1 count. The crowd claps as Shelly backs off, waits for Miz to stand and then runs in but gets his head taken off with a closeline. Miz has a broad, cocky smile on his face as he stands and hits the ropes, dropping and elbow and covering for 1.
Miz gets off and goes straight into a rear chin lock, standing and driving the knee into the back. After a few moments Shelly is able to bring his foot up and boot Miz in the head three times to send him falling away holding his head. As Miz is on his hands and knees Shelly then hits the ropes, jumps up onto the top rope and springboards into the spinning leg drop down onto the Miz’s head. The crowd goes nuts as Shelly pins for 2.
Shelly picks Miz up in a rear face lock and backs into the corner, tagging in Sabin. Sabin boots Miz in the gut and then both men grab his arms and whip him into the rope across the ring, hitting him with double drops kicks followed by a rolling elbow from Sabin and a rolling leg drop from Shelly.
“Come on referee!” We here Barret yell out as he tries to come in but is held back by the official, Shelly now going back into his corner.
Sabin now pins and finds 2. He drops down no, hooking Miz with his legs and viceing in a head scissors, slapping his leg to grip the hold tighter around the neck. The referee comes in but Miz refuses to tap out. He then manages to get onto his feet and jump forward turning it into a pin for a 2. Sabin kicks him off with both feet then kips up and waits to Miz to come back in, Miz runs in and ducks a dropkick, Sabin hitting the mat as Miz hits the ropes now, comes in as Sabin kips up again and takes him down with the running neckbreaker. Miz stands and holding himself walks over and tags in Barret to boos. Barret sneers at the crowd, yells at the front row and then goes in on Sabin now, booting him in the back of the head as he goes to stand. He then drops a knee right into the face as Sabin turns over and covers for 2. Barret now stand and grabbing both legs of Sabin, pulling him up onto his shoulder with them, standing and locking in the torcher rack. Sabin cries out, the crowd, especially the young girls, screaming at him to get out of the hold. We get a great close up of Sabin’s face as he calls out in agonizing pain. Barrett yells for him to tap. When he keeps refusing however, Barret shows a face of annoyance then throws Sabin off turning the rack into a reverse Death Valley driver and covering for 1…2…NO! Sabin kicks out. Barret slaps the mat in frustration, then goes and grabs Shelly and again pulls him up and again locking in the torcher rack. But before he can lock it on fully Sabin manages to swing him feet around and turn it into a tornado DDT. The crowd explodes as both men lay out on the mat, Sabin managing to recover and put an arm over for 1….2…NO! Sabin now starts to crawl towards him corner. Shelly there holds out his he arm, begging for the tag, climbing up onto the second rope and reaching over, Sabin reaches out…but Barrett runs in and drives a hard elbow down into Sabin’s back cutting him off. He then scoops him up and drives him down with a power slam.
Barret has a big grin as he stands swaggering over to Miz and tagging him in.
“We got the little Git now!” He says to the crowd as he gets back on the apron.
“New champions in 5 seconds!” Miz adds and then walks forward, going in for Sabin.
Then out of nowhere Sabin blasts him with a drop kick, sending him back into the ropes. Miz holds his chest and turns, looking over to Barret and saying something. Barret nods and then tries to enter the ring, the ref coming over and arguing with him to get out. Miz now comes in, rakes the eye and boots Sabin right between the legs with a soccer kick to the balls. The crowd boos heavily, many of them standing and shouting abuse at the Nexus. Barret now stops and gets back on the apron, starting to laugh and taunt the crowd. Miz swaggers forward laughing as well and wiping his eyes mockingly at Shelly who looks like he is ready to kill him, he then does the same to the crowd. Miz comes over and pedantically kicks off Sabin’s face with his boot a couple of times, taunting him as he has a face of pure pain, holding his groin. Miz then drops down and covers him for 1…2…NO!
Miz now drags Sabin by the head and places him on the bottom rope, calling for Barret again. Barret again comes into and distracts the ref as Miz gets up and steps on the back on Sabin’s head choking him on the ropes. But with the ref distracted Miz does not break it, standing on him for nearly 30 seconds, looking at a pretend watch, taunting the crowd and then resting him head in his head on the top rope. However in the end Shelly has had enough, running in and with the ref distracted has a clear path to the Miz, grabbing him off Sabin and beating the hell out of him with closed fists to a massive ovation before dropping him with a DDT. By now the ref has turned, noticed this and orders Shelly back to his corner. His arguments falling on deaf ears.
Back in the ring now both men start to stir, Sabin is now holding his neck and spluttering until Shelly pleads with him to get moving. At the same time now Miz starts to move, both men crawling towards their corners. Miz just a hair faster and tagging on Barret, Shelly reaching out his hand but Barret pulls him back by his foot, again stopping the tag. The crowd is again livid as Barret just grins at them, hooking with the leg, then grabbing the other and locking in a Boston crab. Sabin can barely raise his head or speak at this point but continues to tell the ref that he won’t give up. Barret keeps syncing in the hold. After a few moments of this Miz now runs into the ring, bolts past the ref and drops an elbow to the back of Sabin’s head while still in the hold. The crowd is livid, Shelly tries to run in now but is stopped the ref as he tries to restore order. The Miz just grins as Alex taunting him as ignores the ref and walks back to his corner. Shelly curses at him and does the same.
“My God, Sabin is holding in there. You got to hand it to the kid but the Nexus have been breaking rule after rule since they got out here. And he has to give in to this punishment, he body will eventually” JR comments.
“But the ref hasn’t seen barely any of it. You know what that is JR?” Lawler says.
“What?”
“Smart.”
“Well yeah but…oh God!” JR says as in the ring as the ref is dealing with Sabin Barret turns Shelly over, opens him legs and punches him right between them in the second blatant blow of the night, the crowd boos are deafening as finally the ref turns around “Good god! Is there nothing this low life’s won’t do to win the Tag Team titles? I mean, Sabin is a young kid and they are seriously affecting his ability to procreate here.”
“Yeah well maybe he won’t want to. Trust me its better if he doesn’t. No more contraception. The Nexus are doing him a favor. A vasectomy for free!” Lawler exclaims.
By now Barret has Sabin backed into the corner and is booting the hell out of him, then whipping him into the ropes and driving him down with the black hole slam!
“That’s it. New champions” JR exclaims.
Barrett turns Sabin over and covers for 1…2…NO! Chris just kicks out.
Barret is livid as he stands. Miz now yells over, holding out his hand. Barret is still miffed as he goes over and tags Miz in. Miz at once heads to the top rope rising up and flying off with a cross body…when out of nowhere Sabin is able to stand, jump up and hit a dropkick to the Miz’s ribs in the air! The crowd explodes as both men hit the mat, Sabin lifeless, Miz holding his ribs and rolling away in pain, Barret holding his head and the calling for the tag.
Sabin now finally starts to move, Miz not moving, the crowd getting louder and louder as Sabin gets closer and closer to the corner, barely able to drag him body on from the pounding he has take, reaching with all he can. Finally Shelly swings down both arms and…gets the tag!
The crowd goes insane, not a single person sitting as Shelly hits the ring off the hot tag, taking Miz down with the spinning heel, then running over and dropkicking Barret off the apron, sending him flying face first into the caught rail to a huge pop. Sabin now waits for Miz to slowly rise, grabs him and drives him down with the Over the shoulder belly to back piledriver he calls the WA4 and hooks the leg….but the ref refuses to count. Shelly looks on in confusion, standing as the ref is cutting the air and talking to him.
“What?” Shelly yells.
The ref then walks over and grabs the tag rope, signaling that he didn’t have him hand on the tag rope when he tagged in.
“The referee is saying he didn’t have his hand on the tag rope, let’s take a look at the replay” JR says.
And sure enough the referee was right. As Shelly can do as Barret climbs back on the apron is shake his head in disbelief, kicking the rope and slamming the post as he get back in the corner and yells down as Shelly, who is lifeless on the mats, to get back in the ring. The referee starts the count 1….2….3… Miz starts to move…4…..5….6….Miz reaches out…7…Sabin crawls back under the bottom rope and turns for the tag but Wade is tagged in, runs over and picks him up and dropping him with the Wasteland! For 1….2….NO! The crowd go nuts as Shelly runs in the breaks it up, he is admonished as he stands and starts to walk back to his corner, turning and flipping the referee off to a huge ovation and then getting back in the corner and again begging to the tag.
Barret now walks over and tags in Miz….but Sabin is close to his corner, moves slightly holding out his arm and…yes! Legal tag! Shelly comes in again like a house on fire, the crowd going insane as he takes Miz down with a closeline, then two quick arm drags and then a dropkick as he stands from the last. Barret goes over the top rope and comes in but gets taken out with the dropkick part of a dropsault, as Shelly lands the standing moonsault part right onto the Miz. That’s get s a massive cheer as he then covers for 1….2….NO! Miz just gets the shoulder up. Shelly gets up on his knees, he was sure he had it that time, then heads to the top rope, rising up and flying off with a frog splash! He covers for 1…2…NO! Barrett is back and boots him in the back of the head to break it up to huge boos.
“I may not like the challenger’s tactics but we have a hell of a tag team title match here!” Calls JR.
Barret now calls for the tag and eventually gets it from Miz, running in for a hard closeline but Shelly slide steps him, waiting for him to turn and then running up him and taking his head off with the shinning wizard. Cover for 1….2…NO! Barret barely kicks out.
Barret now stands and tags Miz back in now, both men using the ten count to come in and nail a double flap jack before Barret heads back into his corner. Miz covering for 1…2…NO! Miz is now livid, having a tantrum in the ring they he didn’t get it.
“Wow! These Guns folks. They are showing massive heart here, they just refuse to give up their tag team titles!” JR says.
Miz picks up Shelly now and drives him down into the mat with the SCF…but Sabin reverses it at the last second into a roll up for 1…2…NO! The crowd let out a massive collective gasp on that one.
“Man that was close!” King yells.
Shelly is now the one aggravation as he gets up, but then sees Sabin is now valiantly back in their corner. Picking Miz up and tagging him in, scooping Miz up onto the top rope, jumping and hitting a franksteiner, sending Miz flying into Sabin who catches him and drives him down with the powerbomb for 1…2…NO! Miz just kicks out, Barret half way across the ring for that one. The crowd again were sure it was over, worn out now from this action.
Sabin now brings Miz into the corner, both men setting up, Sabin on the top rope and driving Miz down with the Skull and Bones. Sabin now stands and runs at Barret to stop him as he comes in Shelly covering but Barret closelines Sabin down out the way 1…2…NO! Barret just runs in from that and just breaks it up! The crowd is going insane now, but that reaction is combined with loud boos that that wasn’t it. Barret now, ignoring the referee grabs Miz and pulls him across the ring by his lifeless arm, goes to the outside, lifts Miz’s arm, placing it lifelessly on the second rope, grabbing the tag rope and tagging himself in. Some of the crowd applauds for that one. All the ref can do is shrug and call it a tag. But all then turn back into boos as Barret comes in and picks of Shelly, scooping him up the wasteland…but Sabin flies around his body two the back, hooking the arms and taking him down with a crucifix into a pin for 1…2…NO! Barret again kicks out!
Barret now yells curse words not satiable for a PG show as he stands but Shelly as he the ropes and runs in, however Barret is right there and takes his head off with the big boot. He then runs over and hammers Sabin off the apron, sending him flying chin first into the announce table. He then goes and picks Shelly up, looking to the Miz who is now back up in the corner. Miz now undoes the top turnbuckle pad as Barrett puts Shelly in a hold to distract the ref, then takes off the pad and throws it to the mat. Barrett nods at him, breaks the hold, then Irish whips Shelly chest first into the exposed turn buckle to a huge “OH! And then boos from the crowd. On the rebound Barret grabs Shelly, scoops him up for the wasteland, Miz now hitting the ring and as Barret drops Shelly with the wasteland, Miz hits his running neckbreaker! The crowd gasp as the new double move but then attention changes as Barret covers for 1…2…3!
The boos are deafening as the Nexus’s music hits.
“Here are your winners and NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions! The Nexus!” Finkle announces.
Miz bring in the belt and hands Barret his as they hug. They then both get their hands raised to louder boos, smiles on their faces.
“Man! The Nexus have won one hell of a tag team match here folks, but they did so the same way they were throughout this match. By taking the low road!” JR comments.
“But they did it JR, win any way you can and they did. They did something two teams couldn’t do in the Hell in the Cell and that is take those Tag Team title off of the Motor City Machine Guns!” King replies.
Sabin now looks on with a face of thunder as he enters the ring to help his partner. He looks pissed to say the least at the Nexus as they party up the ramp, Barret placing Miz on his shoulders, Chelsea jumping for joy and clapping below as they holds their title belts up. It is certainly a sight as we cut to a video promo.
When we come back Miz, Barret and Chelsea and partying in the locker room. Barret breaking a cork on two Champaign bottles, pouring some down his neck and then tipping him on Miz. Miz is soaked as he takes another, opens it, clinks his with the others twos and downs it.
“Tag Team Champions baby! The best team in the world woo!” Miz yells then grabs Chelsea as kisses her as Wade laughs and downs his bottle too.
In the middle of all this we realize why the camera is filming this as Gene Okerlund walks up, tries to get an interview but instead gets Champaign poured all over him! Okerlund looks none too pleased as he walks away soaked. Then from where he came walks Shane Mcmahon to a cheer from the crowd. The three stop partying but still have a smile on their faces as they look at him.
“Well done” Shane nods.
“Why thank you” Miz replies.
“Yeah, and it’s just as good for you. Think of the merchandise sales on these shirts now, thing of the ratings with us as the champions!” Barret adds.
“Yeah well” Shane nods then changes tone “I saw how you did it.”
“So what? You can’t reverse a referee’s decision. Unless you want to be just like Undertaker” Miz replies.
“No, no I won’t do that. But what I can and will do is make a rematch. Tomorrow night on Raw!” Shane grins at them as their smiles get wiped off “have fun tonight.”
With that Shane walks off, the camera follows him then swings back to Nexus who look on with white faces. Miz then shakes it off.
“Yeah well that’s fine. That’s fine because we are going to beat those little Detroit low life’s just like we did tonight!” He tells them with a grin.
“Yeah” Wade high fives him and then Chelsea “yeah, let’s party!”
They then go back to the drinks and yelling as we cut back to the arena.
*Play FBI*
“What the?” JR asks.
“It’s the FBI! I guess the rest of them got here” King replies.
“Yeah but why are they coming out here now. We are schedule for Kong, Kendra 3” replies JR.
He is soon answered as Little Guido gets a microphone.
“Hey, I know we ain’t meant to be out here. But see I got beef with one Samoa Joe” the crowd reacts.
“Oh boy” JR says.
“See that fat tub of crap though he was so big and touch when he bullied me around this ring on Monday. Well that’s fine because I know I’m a little guy. But take a look at these two. Medium Tony my tag partner and Big Guido here” Guido flexes as little points at him “let’s see Fat boy Joe, how tough you are when you got all the FBI knocking your door! Come on!”
“What do Italians all comes in sizes now? What is this IKEA?” King asks.
“Well I know Joe’s here and I know he isn’t a man to annoy these days…”
*Play Joe*
Joe charges out in his gear with the towel around his neck. The Italian’s look on and take positions around the ring. Joe gives a lopsided grin and walks up the steps and into it. He stands there, slowly removing his towel and dropping it onto the mat. He then lifts his hands and gestures for them to bring it.
Tony is the first to run in with Little Guido close between, Joe takes Mamaluke down with a closeline and then Little’s head off with a big boot. He then turns as the only man left is big Guido who flexes and runs it, but is caught and drives down with a STJoe! He then looks out, looking like he is enjoying himself as loud audible chants of:
“Joe’s gonna kill you! Joe’s gonna kill you!” Ring out.
He then lifts Mamaluke up onto the top rope and drops him with the muscle buster. Looks at Guido as he rises and spears him in half! He then finally comes in behind the big man and locking in the Coquina clutch. He drops to the mat, scissoring his legs and Big Guido starts tapping furiously. But this is not a match. Joe holds it on until he passes out stands, looking out at the crowd as they react in awe, many cheers, then walks over, grabs him towel, wipes his face and the places it on his shoulders and walks to the back, leaving carnage behind him.
“Holy cow! Did you see that JR?” King exclaims.
“Samoa Joe is certainly one bad angry monster and if I was the WWF I would get out of his way” JR says as we go to another package.
Last Women Standing: Kong VS Kendra the final
*Play Entrances*
Both women come out with their game faces on. Kendra once again with Daffney in her corner.
“Well here we go, and I thought this match would be Daffney free. It’s a shame it won’t considering no DQ’s here…” JR starts.
“JR really. Look at her and then look at Kong?” King replies.
“Just saying King, but a chair in her hand and she can do anything. At any rate this is the third clash between these two monsters. It has been an amazing war every time and tonight is the pinnacle. First ever Last Women Standing, this will not be technical masterpiece, this will be war, let’s go.”
The bell rings and as once the two massive Women charge of their corners. Kong swings with hard rights, then lefts hammering Kendra back. Kendra fires back with fists of her own. The crowd standing as they can clearing hear every connecting shot, finally Kendra reaches the ropes and Kong charges her through them. Them both tumble out of the ring to stand on the floor and continue to beat each other’s brains in until finally Kendra grabs Kong by the braids and whips her around down face first into the steel ring steps.
“Man! This has been a furious pace here in the early going. And you have to believe every woman in that locker room is hoping these two monsters destroy each other out of the WWF here. Only one woman has ever beaten both of them and that’s the Champion and man was that a fight every time, especially at Wrestlemania.”
Kendra now picks Kong up and throws her by her head back first into the announce table, grabbing her from that and chokeslamming her down threw it. King and JR standing and getting back out the way as their table gives way and Kong lies at their feet on the wreckage.
Kendra walks away and signals for the ref to come out. Daffney yells at him to count. He stands over Kong and starts 1….2….3….4….5….6…..7…Kong gets to her feet. Kendra curses and ducks down, running and charging forward to spear Kong but Kong moves leaving Kendra to crash through the crowd barrier into the fans. The place goes nuts, especially those around Kendra as she lies at their feet until security arrives and pushes them back. The referee starts to count again 1….2….3….4…5…6….7…Kendra is now also up at 7 but Kong is right there hammering into her with hard rights and lefts, boxing her back into the crowd then grabbing her and belly to bellying her down onto the concrete floor. Kong gets to her knees as the referee reaches 3 and then continues for Kendra 4….5….6….Kendra is up again and again in comes Kong beating her down and then pulling her by the hair towards the ring, throwing her into it and then coming in. She then places Kendra between her legs, hoisting her up for the Awesome Bomb, put Kendra reverses it into a frakensteiner, sending Kong into the ropes and resting her head there in the 619 like position. There she rests as Kendra starts behind her and then out of nowhere comes Daffney with a chair, bashing her over the head with the steel chair. Kong crumbles back from the ropes to lie on the mat. The referee starting to count as the crowd boos. 1…2…3….4….5….6….7….8…At 8 Kong manages to pull herself up on the ropes. Kendra growls at this and then calls for the chair. Daffney throws it to her. Kendra catches it out the air, turning and blasts Kong in the back with it, throwing it to the mat and then bringing Kong in, power bombing her down onto it! 1…2….3….4…..5…..6…..7….8….9….Kong gets up again. Kendra shakes her head as she comes in but I caught, turning and driven down onto the chair by Kong. Kong then picks her up, places her between her legs and drives her down onto the chair with an Awesome Bomb!
“Now that’s a powerbomb Kendra! Man!” JR yells.
Kong stands, sure it is over as the referee counts 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9…Kendra gets up. Kong now walks over and one by one undoes every turnbuckle pad, removing them, she then goes outside, goes under the ring and pulls out a table, pushing that into the ring. She then goes under again and finds herself a baseball bat. Kong goes into the ring, up to Kendra who is resting on the top rope; the crowd buzzes as she turns, Kong swings, but Kendra catches it, boots Kong in the gut taking it from her and then hits a home run with the black beats head! The crowd reacts with a massive “oh!” Wincing as Kong falls to the mat lifeless. The referee comes forward and counts 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9….Kong gets up at the last possible half second. Kendra is in a state of disbelief, but goes right to work, sets up the table, grabs Kong, lifts her up and with a heave scoops slams her down through the table. Again the count 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9….Again Kong just barely manages to get to her feet. At this point Kendra looks over at Daffney with a face that says “what do I do?” Daffney just stares back open mouthed.
Kendra then gets furious, grabs Kong and pulls her from the ring, punching her all the way up the aisle. She then grabs her by the head as they reach the stage and smashes Kong’s head of the steel bars of the set over and over again. She then grabs Kong, grabs her by the throat for the chokeslam and backs Kong towards the stage. The crowd stands, getting louder and louder as Kendra cuts her throat, signaling the end, lifting Kong up…..But Kong drops down out of it, grabbing Kendra and smashing her head off the stage several times and then places her between her legs, turning towards the edge of the stage with Kendra in the Powerbomb position. She reaches down for it, the crowd going wild, when Daffney comes in behind hammering into her. Kong just stops, drops Kendra and slowly turns. Daffney looks holds up her hands, terrified for her life. Kong then grabs her and with one massive throw, throws Daffney off the stage down through a technician table on the floor, sending equipment flying. The holy shit chant has only just started when Kong grabs Kendra, heaves her up and powerbombs her off the stage threw the other table there. The places erupts in thunderous chants of “HOLY SHIT!” As multiple replays are shown. When we come back the referee has finished checking that both women are still alive and then starts to count 1….2…..3…..4…5…6….7….8….9….Kendra pulls herself to her feet. Even Kong is taken back at that one, the crowd going nuts. Kendra tries to stay on her feet but falls to where she was. Kong sees this and takes her chance, backing off, running up and diving off with an Awesome Splash off the stage down onto both women.
The chants again start up 1….2…..3…..4…..5…..6….7….8….9…..Kong just manages to stumble to her feet at 10!
The crowd erupts as Kong’s music plays; she gets her hand raises and then falls lifeless to the floor.
“What the hell do you say to that? These two WOMEN just….My God” JR is in shock.
“Well you said there wouldn’t be much wrestling and there wasn’t. It was fast, furious and frankly insane. I think the chants said all. Holy you know what!” King exclaims in reply.
“Well Kong just was holding on to get the better of her nemesis. She wins the battle and the war, but I don’t think either woman will be the same again.”
EMT’s then arrive on the scene and place both women on stretchers as we cut.
We are now backstage with Christy Hemme in the locker room.
“Well that was…certainly something. But coming up next is the Intercontinental Championship and I am here with the challenger Dolph Ziggler and his new manager Sherri Martel. Sherri I will go to you first. What is your game plan for tonight?”
“Simple woman, win!” Sherri yells as Dolph laughs “I mean look at this man. He has it all; he will make a great champion. He has the body, the moves, the skill and the charisma. Dolph Ziggler will go in there and show that Japanese cartoon character how it’s done. And if Liger doesn’t want to get out the way, then he will do exactly what he did to his fellow countryman KENTA.”
“That right Sherri” Christy moves the microphone up to Dolph’s mouth “Tonight I do exactly what I did to KENTA. I will beat Jushin Liger; I will take that intercontinental Championship and ship him back with KENTA to Japan. The two can meet and talk in that silly gibberish they speak in about how the new Intercontinental Champion handed them their oriental asses! I mean hell, the IC title is the title of American round here right?”
“I guess…” Christy replies.
“Yeah! So what is the Japanese guy doing with our belt! I will do this. I will do this for Ziggler and I will do this for American. Woo!”
“Well…” Christy shakes her head as the two walks off “we have his opponent standing by with Gene Okerlund. Gene.”
“Thanks Christy” Okerlund is stood in the interview area with a new suit on “I am here with Intercontinental Champion Jushin ‘Thunder’ Liger and his manager once again, Dusty Rhodes. Dusty, you just saw what they had to say. What is your response?”
“Well Gene, Dolph wants to talk about America. Well you are looking at American Dream baby. And the American Dream comes in all colours, shapes, sizes and nationalities. Yes Mr. Ziggler Jushin is a little different; yes Mr. Ziggler Liger is Japanese. But has come to this country and achieved the American Dream like no other Japanese star before him. And the American Dream will be by his side as his show you real pro wrestling. See he may be Japanese, but is simply the best there is in this game today baby!” Liger grabs Dusty’s shoulder in thanks as he stands behind him “see this man has now been Intercontinental Champion for 9 months! And who did he beat to do that? Well Sherri’s last business client. And look where he is now; Wished well I his future endeavors. You will go down like he will Dolph, 9 months baby, half of those spent in tormented hell in his mind. So if you think Dolph my boy that that expresses train is going to stop for you, then you carry on standing on that track and you will be run down! Let’s go Liger baby!”
Dusty picks up the large Japanese and American flags, placing them over his shoulder and walking Liger out of frame.
“Well that match is next folks and it will be a barn burner for sure. Back to you at ringside gentleman.”
Intercontinental Championship
*Play Entrances*
Dolph comes out cocky as ever with Sherri by his side. Dusty leads the way down, waving the flags as Liger gets a huge ovation.
Both men remove their ring gear. The jacket is handed to Sherri, the cape to Dusty. Both men then come out their corner. Liger hands the referee the title belt, he takes it and shows it to KENTA before holding it up for all to see, then handing to the timekeeper. He then gets between them as they stare across the ring at each other and…
*Play Shane Mcmahon*
All five people in and around the stare in confusion as Shane walks out on stage.
“Hold on guys, hold on one second. I am going to a last minute change to this title match” Liger and Dolph look on in confusion, as does their manages and the referee.
“What? What change?” Asks JR.
“This is will now a three way” the crowd reacts “sorry I couldn’t tell you before but he only just got in. He insisted on being in this match and I let him on one condition. I said he should but he belt on the line also.”
“What?” King exclaims, as does everyone else.
“You see this man went back to Japan for his home company of Noah. There he won Noah’s GHC Junior Heavyweight Championship” The crowd react and buzz “and that belt will also now be on the line. One fall, two titles from two separate promotions. Oh yes folks a first here on the WWF. Oh I guess you would like to find out your opponent gentleman. Well he will be…this man!”
*Play KENTA*
Everyone looks on in shock, Sherri and especially Dolph are livid, kicking the rope and yelling “you can’t do this!” As KENTA walks out with his game face on. Around his waist is the GHC Jr. Heavyweight championship belt.
Dolph and Sherri are arguing with each other, beside themselves as KENTA walks the aisle. Shane has broad smile on his face saying only “have fun.”
“My God it’s KENTA. He flew home to Japan, but he did so and brought back a title from the promotion he is known for over there. Noah’s Junior Heavyweight Title I am being told has been cleared by Noah to be defending in the WWF. We got a double title match and Dolph Ziggler is obviously extremely unhappy. Well Kama is something ain’t it Dolph?”
“JR this isn’t fair!”King exclaims.
“Why? He’s the number one contender; Dolph is only in this match because he laid KENTA out!” JR snaps back.
“What about Liger? He now has to defend his title against two men!” King counters.
“Liger is a fighting champion and you don’t think he wouldn’t want another title on his other shoulder?”
KENTA now enters the ring, the referee shrugs takes the belt, looks to Dusty who shrugs, to Liger who does the same, holds it up and calls for the bell.
Dolph walks forward, still arguing with the referee, pleading for this not to happen. KENTA then rushes forward and smashes him in the mouth with a roundhouse kick with his left leg, his right, left, left, right, right, left, over and over he hammers the kicks into Dolph’s head and torso. Then finishes up with a mule dropkick sending him into the ropes. Dolph stumbles back into them, blood coming from his busted lip and his eyebrow swelling. KENTA looks down at him breathing hard, a face of satisfaction. Then from behind comes liger rolling him up for 1…2…NO! KENTA breaks out then swings around on his knee to look at Liger in shock. Liger shrugs at him then comes in again, KENTA this time trips him and covers for 1. Liger catches him and scoops him up for 1. They both stand Liger swings from KENTA and KENTA goes behind, hooking the waist for German suplex, Liger takes him over with a snapmare, KENTA grabs the arm going over and turns it into an arm bar on the mat. Liger manages to power out of it and shoot KENTA into the ropes, KENTA comes back with a shoulder tackle then hits the ropes again, this time Liger drops down and lets him pass over, then as KENTA rebound off the other ropes catches him and takes him down with an arm bar of his own, synching in for a few moment. KENTA is then able to reverses that into a head scissors. Liger powers open the legs and both men stand, facing off with each other as the crowd applauds.
They then both stand and go for each other again, when from the side comes Dolph Ziggler. However but men see him turn and hammer into him. KENTA with a kick, Liger with a palm strike, kick, strike, kick strike, and then finally they both grab him and take him over with a double suplex. Liger is the first to stand, goes for KENTA, runs in and nails his signature wheel kick and covering for 2. Liger backs off waiting for KENTA to stand and then running it for it again, however KENTA this time side steps it, catches it as Liger is upside down and drives Liger’s knee into the mat, then going down and placing him knee into the back of Liger’s and locking in a reverse leg lock, grinding in the knee. However they have both taken their eye off Dolph who comes in and nails KENTA with a closeline, taking his head off.
“Yeah? Now what you Japanese idiot!” Dolph yells down at him, reaches down and pulls him up and hits the sit out face buster for a 1 count as Liger is back.
Liger pulls Dolph up but Dolph kicks at Liger’s injured leg and drops him with the snap suplex into a cover for 2. Dolph at once continues what KENTA started, grabbing the leg, turning Leg over and driving the knee into the mat, then locking in a half Boston crab. He synchs in the hold until in now comes KENTA with a running arched big boot, however we see Sherri yelling a warning, allowing Dolph to counter it, throwing the leg away and then dropping KENTA with a scoop power slam into a cover for 1….2….NO!
Dolph now pulls KENTA into the ropes, perching him there and booting away at him, stomping a mud hole. Then from behind limps in Liger, fighting through the pain to run in as best he can hammering into Dolph’s back, grabbing the waist and taking him over with a back suplex into a bridge for 1…2…NO! Liger stands and now fighting threw the pain more, Dusty yelling encouragement, he runs for the ropes comes back in but there I KENTA with a missile dropkick incepting him. The replay shows he climbed the top rope moments earlier.
KENTA now covers Liger and get 2, but then goes back over to Dolph, kicking the hell out of him over and over again with stiff kick after stiff kick then scoops him and drives him down with the bridging Tiger Suplex for 1….2….NO! Liger breaks it up.
Liger whips KENTA into the corner, KENTA however jumps up onto the top rope, turns and springboards back with the high knee but Liger catches him out the air and drives him down over the knee for the tilt a whirl backbreaker, coverings for 1….2…NO! Dolph is back pulls Liger up and hits the back cracker. Going for a cover but deciding instead to go back for the injured leg and again locking in the half Boston crab. He has it for a few moments, trying to force Liger to tap when incomes KENTA again spring boarding off the top rope, Dolph sees him stand, catching him out the air and drives him down with the fireman carry gut buster for 1….2….NO! KENTA just kicks out.
Dolph curses and picks KENTA up. Whipping him into the ropes and dropping down for the back drop but KENTA stops him, grabs Dolph’s lower head and nails the X factor. Cover for 1…2…NO! Liger is back again, hobbling on the leg and pulling KENTA up but KENTA manages to hook liger with his legs, fall back and apply the triangle choke. Liger struggles in the hold, wailing his arms; he has nowhere to go and drops to his knees, starting to fade.
“Come on Liger baby! Don’t give in! You know the counter! You know the counter to every hold baby!” Dusty shouts in to him from ringside.
Liger must here this as he manages to stand up, jump off and turn it into a pin for 1…2…NO! KENTA kicks out but is forced to break the hold. Liger is waiting for him and blast into his chest with hard palm strikes backing him into the corner, from behind comes Dolph but Liger sees him and blast him with a palm strike as well, he then turns back and strikes KENTA again, strikes to Dolph, KENTA, Dolph, KENTA, Dolph, KENTA, whaling away on both over and over until he mounts KENTA and sends him over with a monkey flip as Ziggler walks away. He then turns and walks right into Liger who hooks him and drives him down with the brain buster! Cover for 1….2….In comes KENTA with the Senton breaking it up.
He then picks Liger up and whales away on him with the KENTA Rush, multiple slaps followed by spinning reverse slap, then a roundhouse kick and then finished with a Busaiku Knee Kick. Liger stumbles away out on his feet into KENTA who lifts him up by the leg into a flapjack, dropping Liger into a cutter! The crowd goes nuts as he covers for 1…2…NO! KENTA yells out in Japanese as Liger kicks out.
He then runs for the corner, jumping from the mat to the top rope and flying off with a moonsault but is caught by Ziggler on his shoulders and driven down again with the fireman’s carry gut-buster! Ziggler now covers for 1….2….NO! KENTA just kicks out again.
Ziggler screams out, Sherri calling back for him to finish it. He nods and pulls KENTA up, going behind and dropping him with the Zigzag for 1…2…NO! Liger just breaks it up saving both titles, to a huge sigh of relief from the crowd.
Liger now places Dolph between his legs, scoops him up and drives him down with the Liger Bomb! Cover for 1….2….NO! They are near the ropes and Sherri places Dolph’s leg on the ropes, behind the ref’s line of sight. As he goes to count the 3 he sees it and calls it a kick out. Liger is obviously annoyed, standing and pushing the ref, yelling in Japanese. Dusty yelling at the ref and then to Liger to keep his cool. He then turns around and it caught by KENTA, scooped up and driven down with the GTS. Cover for 1….2….NO!!! Liger kicks out and the place goes crazy, Dusty goes crazy, KENTA holds his head and falls back, he was sure that was it! So was everyone else.
KENTA now heads to the top rope, rising up on it, when from the side comes Ziggler, running up the ropes, grabbing him and taking him over and down with a superplex! Ziggler now covers for 1…2…NO! KENTA kicks out; Ziggler slams the mat with both hands over and over, losing it. He then picks up KENTA and goes to lock him in the sleeper but KENTA reverses it into a cutter, but Dolph pushes him off right into Liger who grabs KENTA, kicks Dolph away and grab KENTA from behind, driving him down with the Crash Thunder Buster! Covering for 1…2…NO! Dolph is back to boos, he pulls Liger up and goes behind to deliver the Zigzag but Liger reverses it and spins Dolph around, lifting him up and driving him down with the brain buster but Sherri is now on the ring apron distracting the referee. Dusty comes around and pulls her off to a big cheer. But Ziggler manages to get up, run in and nail the Zigzag on Liger for 1…2…NO! KENTA breaks it up!
KENTA and Ziggler now both stand and begin hammering away at each other over and over with fist, it getting more and more heated. KENTA now backs Dolph into the corner and starts to whale away with knife edge chops followed by kicks. Behind him throw comes Liger, scooping him up and down the CTB. He then grabs Dolph and throws him down out the corner, climbing the top rope and signals for it.
“He’s gonna do it! The move he rarely does these days. The move he innovated!” JR yells over the noise.
Liger then flies off to a deafening roar down onto Ziggler with the Shooting Star Press for 1…2…3!
“Here is your winner and Still Intercontinental Champion, and NEW GHC Junior Heavyweight Champion Jushin “Thunder” Liger!” Finkle calls over the deafening cheers.
“My God” says JR “entering into his 9th month as Intercontinental Champion Liger has just won this match through hell or high water, not only retaining that title but winning the GHC Jr. Heavyweight title from his native country.”
“And he won the Supercard Invitational!” King exclaims “can anyone stop this man?”
Dusty is jumping for joy as he enters the ring and with some jaw jacking hands Liger his two title belts. Liger takes them, hugs Dusty and then holds one up in both hands to a huge roar.
“I don’t know King, I don’t know” JR replies and Liger places a title belt on each shoulder.
However as is in answer.
*Play Hayabusa Package*
The arena lights go out and a video appears on the titantron saying “The Phoenix will rise again!” The lights then come up as the crowd cheers. Liger shakes his head but then shakes it off and turns back to Dusty, the two heading out the ring in continued celebration. KENTA looking up in aggravation and then will anger to Ziggler as he is held up by Sherri and walked away on the outside. In his rage KENTA stands and runs for the ropes, vaulting off and down onto Ziggler with a suicide dive and then hammering into him with fists and kicks. The referee’s and security coming out on mass and pulling him off of Ziggler. KENTA is in a fury as he is held. Dusty and Liger watch this curiously but then turn back to their smiles and walking, Liger holding up his two title belts on the stage to a cheer before heading to the back.
Women’s Championship
Angelina Love makes her typical racy entrance with Sky. Trish comes out to good pop.
Sky backs out of the ring now with a smile, again shaking her revealed ass to the camera and fans ringside. Trish rolls her eyes, Angelina grinning back at her.
“What should have just been a title match was made very personal by these Women. And look at Love’s face she knows it” JR says.
“Well if they did sleep with Trish’s husband then he’s a scumbag right?” King asks.
“If its true King then what does it make them? But we have yet to see the tape on that. I personally doubt it exists. I think they just wanted to get in Trish’s head so they could beat her tonight. And they may have done it” JR replies.
“Well we got the beasts earlier, now we are getting the beauties” King says.
“The beauties that can fight” JR replies “Angelina can get it done in that ring. But has she got enough to capitalize on what she may have done to Trish’s head these past few weeks?”
The referee holds up the belt, both women looking at it, focusing on it and then its handed to the timekeeper and the bell is called for.
Love taunts her, giving her mouth about her husband. Trish has now of it running forward and closeline her down. Love holds her face and stands in pain and shock and gets taken down again. Trish then hits the ropes and takes her down with the Lou these press, hammering away, Love bringing up her hands behind Trish’s head and wilding slapping her. Trish stands and hammers her into the mat again, picking her up and throwing Love across the ring by her hair. A couple of bleached strands staying in her hands. Velvet screams at this, telling the ref and screaming some more at ringside. Trish just smiles at her and goes back in. She lifts Love up again but Love now fights for her life at this point, booting her in the gut and whipping Shooting Angelina into the ropes, but Trish comes right back and takes her down with the shoulder tackle, then hits the ropes and again tasks Love down with a closeline, then mounts her and again whales away. The referee now comes in and warns her about closed fists. Trish sneers at that and gets in a couple of forearms before going for the pin and finding 1.
She picks Angelina up again, Velvet Sky at ringside getting more and more frustrated now, Love boots Trish in the gut and bolts from the ring, standing outside it and trying to regroup as her BFF comes over. They talk strategy for a moment, yelling at the ref when he comes over to the count. After then take too long over comes Trish now and grabs Love by the hair, pulling her up onto the ring apron. Love screams from that pain but then is able to turn around, get in a shot on Trish and then grab her by the head, jumping down and slingshoting Trish hard off the ropes. Trish falls back now in pain as Angelina now comes in and goes for a cover getting 1. She yells at the ref and pulls Trish up and throws her across the ring by her hair, having Trish’s hair in her hands now. Love then runs and drops an elbow into a cover for 2. Love picks Trish up again and snap mares her over into another cover for another 2. She pulls Trish up by the hair now, a smile of satisfaction on her face as she moves over and smashes Trish’s face of the ring apron a few times, then turning her around and stomping the champion down in the corner. Love stop for a moment to readjust her hair, pointing down to Velvet and smiling, yelling “it’s all in the bag!”
She then picks up but Trish fires back with hard rights over and over, Angelina however manages to get a kick into the gut and ten grabs the head again, walking over and with a face of viciousness runs her face across the ropes. Moving away with a face of satisfaction to the referee as he admonishes her. She then delivers a swinging neckbreaker and covers for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out.
Love picks Trish up, scoops her up and body slams her back first into the corner, following up with a baseball slide to the face and then a leg drop into a cover for 1…2…NO. Angelina now lifts Trish up and grabs her arm, applying an overhand wrist lock now. Trish struggles in the hold, her face that of pain. After a few moments the crowd now start clapping and stomping her on, with that she manages to power onto her feet, but Love is able to grab her hair and throw her down by the head to the mat. Then standing over Trish, hitting the ropes and hitting a running elbow into a cover for 1…2…NO!
Love slams the mat and picks Trish up again but now Trish fights her off. Love swings for the closeline but Trish drops back for the Matrix move. Love passes over; Trish stands behind her and as she turns Trish nails her with the chick kick. Going for the cover but Velvet is on the apron with a framed picture of Trish’s husband. Trish stands was a face of thunder.
“Oh come on!” comments JR.
Trish now walks over, grabs the picture from Sky’s hand, looking out to a big cheer and then crashing it down over Velvet’s head, the glasses shattering from the frame as Velvet falls off. But from behind comes love rolling her up for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out.
She then grabs Angelina’s head runs up the corner and delivers Stratisfaction for 1…2…3!
The crowd cheers as Trish gets her hands raised and is handed the belt. She holds it up with a face of pure anger. Looking down at the two in disgust and then storming out the ring to the back. Love finally comes to and goes out to help Velvet who is shaking, glass all in her hair as we cut to a package for the next PPV Retribution.
When we come back:
Buried Alive Match
We scan the arena where now by the ramp is a graveyard, a pit and a tombstone.
“Ladies and Gentleman the following is the Buried Alive match! The winner of this match will gain a WWF title match they can use at any time in the future they wish, the loser will be buried alive!” Finkle announces
*Play Entrances*
Shawn makes his way out to a big ovation. Undertaker to massive boos, his basic music playing.
“Again the Undertaker now without the chants, without the pride. Frankly the fact he was allowed that entrance and this last chance is more than I would have given” says JR.
“Yeah, but he is still the Undertaker. He showed honor last Monday but he also showed that he is a dangerous man that’s needs to be sent away for good. And Shane Mcmahon thinks that HBK is the man to do it. We will see” King replies.
Undertaker hasn’t even a cloak for his entrance, just his ring gear but his usual reverence is still upon him. To him he is right and everyone else it wrong. Looking into Shawn’s face you know that he knows his task, and he is here to perform it no matter the cost.
The bell finally rings.
Undertaker comes out of his corner, hands raised to strike, ushering Shawn on. Shawn begins circling him, ready to grapple.
“Well folks for those of you who know the history of the Undertaker you know that even if he loses tonight he may not gone for good. But sending him back to hell usually changes him. I can only hope that whatever power be is psychological or supernatural, whatever you believe about this man, can heal his evil and return to us the Undertaker we loved” JR says as the circle each other “EMT’s are standing by for the losing man. So make no mistake folks, the Undertakers win loss record in these things may be patchy, but there is a big chance HBK could be the one buried. He just has less experience surviving such a thing.”
“Well he’d be with his beloved Jesus” replies King.
“King!”
“Well…”
Undertaker now runs I for HBK in the corner, HBK managing to move out the way and back Taker into the corner, whipping away with hard knife edge chops to the chest, ripping his tank top somewhat to get as his exposed flesh. Taker however manages to get his hands up around Shawn’s neck and thrown him into the corner now and whale away with hard rights and lefts. Swinging for a finishing right but Shawn ducks it and now sends Taker back into the corner and again starts to work with the Ric Flair chops, the crowd responding in kind with woos.
“Wow! I tell you folks, no matter the circumstances. Whenever these two get together it is magic” JR comments.
Taker now tries to walk it off, walking to the opposite corner now, turning just in time to see Shawn coming in with a flying forearm, knocking him back into the corner and again chopping away with the back of his hand over and over. He then grabs the arm and Irish whips Taker across the ring, Taker puts the breaks, reverses it and whips Shawn now into the opposite corner, Shawn falling back first upside down, then just like his idol dropping to the ring apron, running it up to the other top rope and flying off with an axe handle but Taker is right there and clasps him around the throat. Shawn manages to get a hard shot to the stitches on his injured head to get out of that.
“Taker still feeling the effects of that hellicious Cell match with Sting just over a week ago. And by good who wouldn’t? Even if you are the Undertaker, he still has to be hurting.”
Shawn now grabs the arm of Taker, exposes his chest and chops again, then whipping again but Taker reverses it again, sending Shawn once again upside down in the corner, and once again goes to the apron, running it but this time there is Taker who cuts him right off half way with a closeline, knocking him down off the apron to the floor. Taker now steps over the ropes and follows Shawn out, grabbing him, hoisting him up and dropping him chin and chest first into the security wall. The crowd around them reacting as Taker snarls at them and throws Shawn into the ring. He comes in now, kicks at the gut, then hoists him up and takes him to the corner for snake eyes, then running to the opposite ropes, and flying back with his flying closeline…but Shawn catches the arm! Pulls Taker down to the mat and applies the cross face, the crowd standing in shock and cheers. Shawn pulls on it for a moment, keeping Taker in the hold as long as he can until finally Taker is able to roll over, grab Shawn’s leg, heave it up, stand and drop back for a backdrop with authority which finally breaks them apart. Taker lies for a moment and then sits up with authority.
Taker now rises and waits for HBK to, and then hits the ropes and flies back with a hard running big boot to the face, whipping Shawn head back and sending him to the mat. Shawn stands, pulling himself up in the corner and then in comes Taker squashing him in the corner with the running body splash. Taker now grabs the arm, tugging on it and few times and then backs up and climbs the turnbuckle, walking the ropes for old school, Shawn however manages to pull him off the top, Taker however flies down off the top rope with a closeline.
“You know what JR; I think we better get set for it all over again. Shawn’s chances are fading fast!” Lawler exclaims.
“Shawn needs to get going here, that’s for sure” JR replies.
Taker now pulls Shawn up by the arm and work it over again, driving his shoulder into the elbow and then twisting it, going under and climbing the corner again, this time successfully delivering old school. He then waits for Shawn to stand, reeling back and grabbing him around the neck, hoisting him up but HBK able to drop down, delivering and forearm and then battering away at Taker’s head, grabbing the head and driving up down with a kick out DDT. Both men lay on the mat for a moment until HBK is the first to stand, going over to the corner and climbing the top rope, turning and waiting for Taker to stand before flying off with a moonsault, but Taker catches him out the air! However Shawn drops back behind Taker and dropkicks him into the corner, hitting the ropes and running back as Taker turns and then taking him down with a flying forearm. HBK lies on the mat for only a moment, and then kips right up to huge cheers. He then heads to the top again, the crowd going wild as he rises and flies off with the big elbow right to the black heart of the Phenom. He stands, but instead of dropping to the corner he goes to the outside and grabs himself a steel chair, folding it and sliding it back into the ring.
He then backs into the corner and begins to stomp as Taker rises, placing the chair on his leg and then firing out the corner for a super kick with the steel chair, but Taker catches the chair, takes it, reels it back…then gets blasted with sweet chin music! The live crowd exploding as Taker falls back like a tree to the mat.
“Yeah but now you have to get him to that gravesite” says Lawler.
Shawn now instinctively goes for the pin, then realizes, slamming the mat in frustration. He then pulls Taker up off the mat, grabbing the chair with the other hands and bringing both with him to the outside and pulling Taker up the aisle towards the grave. Finally after a few moments they reaches it, Shawn nails Taker in the back with the chair, sending him to teeter of the edge of the grave and turn as Shawn swings the chair…but clasps him around the neck. Shawn drops the chair, reaching for Taker’s hand as he swings around, heaves Shawn up and chokeslams him down into the pit! Taker now stands and goes over the bulldozer, climbing the steps and getting it, turning the key and starting to tip….when Shawn climbs out of the grave to a huge cheer, just avoiding his fate. Taker growls and this and comes to step out the cabin when Shawn jumps up and is there to meet him, pulling him down off the ladder and hammers at Taker towards the grave. He then grabs the chair and cracks it down hard over Taker’s head, leaving him to fall into the dirt. Chants of HBK start up as Shawn stands, reels back, ready for the super kick….when Taker hammers back, grabbing Shawn and whipping him into the yellow truck! Grabbing the head and smashing it off it over and over, until HBK is able to block it and smash Taker’s head into it, then pull back, hook the head and suplex Taker down into the grave. Shawn now is the one in charge; he walks towards the buzz dozer and stops, looking up. He then starts to climb. But no into the cabin, but on the roof. The crowd is going crazy as Shawn walks forward now into the arm of the truck, standing in the dirt, looking down at his target, taking a breath and leaping off with an elbow drop from the truck into the grave onto Taker! The arena goes nuts as Shawn disappears out of sight for minuets.
“Oh my God! Shawn is just putting everything on the line here to rid us all, of this evil Undertaker” JR exclaims.
After a few minutes Shawn emerges from the whole to massive cheers, groggily pulling himself up with a face that says ‘I wish I hadn’t of done that.’ Shawn now walks over to the bulldozer, climbing into the cabin…when from behind comes Mankind to huge boos. Mankind hammers into Shawn, backing him towards the grave and then locking in the mandible claw!
“No Damit no! This isn’t right! Shawn had the match won!” JR cries out.
“Mick Foley won’t let the Undertaker go!” Lawler replies.
Mankind now breaks the claw, walking over to the grave and pulling Taker out by the arm to deafening jeers. He then grabs the chair, and as Shawn stands, swings it, cracking Shawn’s head with the steel seat.
Undertaker now grabs Shawn and with encouragement from Mankind, scoops him up and tombstones him into the grave.
After a moment Taker crawls out for the pit, yelling for Mankind to get to the bulldozer.
World Wrestling Federation Championship
Scramble Match
AJ Styles VS Bryan Danielson VS Chris Jericho VS
VS VS Career VS Career
Buried Alive
The Undertaker VS Shawn Michaels
Intercontinental Championship Championship
Jushin “Thunder” Liger w/ Dusty Rhodes VS Dolph Ziggler w/ Sherri Martel
Tag Team Championship
The Motor City Machine Guns VS the Nexus w/ Chelsea
Women’s Championship
Trish Stratus VS Angelina Love w/ Velvet Sky
Last Women Standing
Awesome Kong VS Kendra
The World Wrestling Federation Presents
FOUNDATION 2011
Live from the Gund Arena in Cleveland Ohio
We open with a video package hyping the night’s main matches.
We then fade into the arena as fireworks explode of the entrance way and the capacity crowd goes nuts, the lights turning on as we pan them.
“Hello everyone and welcome to Foundation! The WWF is back! Shane Mcmahon is our General Manager and tonight we put a final end to one era, and begin a whole bright new one. Tonight we set the Foundation of the WWF to come. I am Jim Ross and I am proud to give you my partner once again Jerry ‘King’ Lawler!”
We now cut to the announce desk.
“Oh JR I am so excited. Raw was one thing but there is nothing like the WWF on Pay Per View and we have the best seats in the house” Lawler responds.
“Indeed we do King. And we are going to kick things off with one of the four big title matches we have tonight. Let’s get things cooking with great Tag Team action!”
Tag Team Championship
*Play Entrances*
The Nexus come out to huge boos. The Guns to a massive ovation.
“First time the Guns will be defending those belts since that hellacious cell at Wrestlemania. Alex Shelly we are told is fully rehabbed” JR as Miz and Shelly talk to their teammates and decide to start off, the other two going back to their corner.
“Well the idiot decided to flip off a cell; he will never be the same again! Look at Mick Foley, look at Undertaker right now” Lawler replies, we now cut to a shot of Miz coming out of his corner as the bell rings “now these guys the Nexus. I saw as they cleverly formed their team behind everyone’s back for months, then revealed it to win Money in the bank for the Miz. These guys have the talent and the smarts to take over this whole company as a duo.”
Miz comes forward now and looks up with Shelly, Shelly takes the advantage and backs him into the ropes shooting him off, Miz comes back taking him down with the shoulder tackle and hits the ropes again, Shelly waiting for him and taking him down with a dropsault and then covering for a quick 1 count. The crowd claps as Shelly backs off, waits for Miz to stand and then runs in but gets his head taken off with a closeline. Miz has a broad, cocky smile on his face as he stands and hits the ropes, dropping and elbow and covering for 1.
Miz gets off and goes straight into a rear chin lock, standing and driving the knee into the back. After a few moments Shelly is able to bring his foot up and boot Miz in the head three times to send him falling away holding his head. As Miz is on his hands and knees Shelly then hits the ropes, jumps up onto the top rope and springboards into the spinning leg drop down onto the Miz’s head. The crowd goes nuts as Shelly pins for 2.
Shelly picks Miz up in a rear face lock and backs into the corner, tagging in Sabin. Sabin boots Miz in the gut and then both men grab his arms and whip him into the rope across the ring, hitting him with double drops kicks followed by a rolling elbow from Sabin and a rolling leg drop from Shelly.
“Come on referee!” We here Barret yell out as he tries to come in but is held back by the official, Shelly now going back into his corner.
Sabin now pins and finds 2. He drops down no, hooking Miz with his legs and viceing in a head scissors, slapping his leg to grip the hold tighter around the neck. The referee comes in but Miz refuses to tap out. He then manages to get onto his feet and jump forward turning it into a pin for a 2. Sabin kicks him off with both feet then kips up and waits to Miz to come back in, Miz runs in and ducks a dropkick, Sabin hitting the mat as Miz hits the ropes now, comes in as Sabin kips up again and takes him down with the running neckbreaker. Miz stands and holding himself walks over and tags in Barret to boos. Barret sneers at the crowd, yells at the front row and then goes in on Sabin now, booting him in the back of the head as he goes to stand. He then drops a knee right into the face as Sabin turns over and covers for 2. Barret now stand and grabbing both legs of Sabin, pulling him up onto his shoulder with them, standing and locking in the torcher rack. Sabin cries out, the crowd, especially the young girls, screaming at him to get out of the hold. We get a great close up of Sabin’s face as he calls out in agonizing pain. Barrett yells for him to tap. When he keeps refusing however, Barret shows a face of annoyance then throws Sabin off turning the rack into a reverse Death Valley driver and covering for 1…2…NO! Sabin kicks out. Barret slaps the mat in frustration, then goes and grabs Shelly and again pulls him up and again locking in the torcher rack. But before he can lock it on fully Sabin manages to swing him feet around and turn it into a tornado DDT. The crowd explodes as both men lay out on the mat, Sabin managing to recover and put an arm over for 1….2…NO! Sabin now starts to crawl towards him corner. Shelly there holds out his he arm, begging for the tag, climbing up onto the second rope and reaching over, Sabin reaches out…but Barrett runs in and drives a hard elbow down into Sabin’s back cutting him off. He then scoops him up and drives him down with a power slam.
Barret has a big grin as he stands swaggering over to Miz and tagging him in.
“We got the little Git now!” He says to the crowd as he gets back on the apron.
“New champions in 5 seconds!” Miz adds and then walks forward, going in for Sabin.
Then out of nowhere Sabin blasts him with a drop kick, sending him back into the ropes. Miz holds his chest and turns, looking over to Barret and saying something. Barret nods and then tries to enter the ring, the ref coming over and arguing with him to get out. Miz now comes in, rakes the eye and boots Sabin right between the legs with a soccer kick to the balls. The crowd boos heavily, many of them standing and shouting abuse at the Nexus. Barret now stops and gets back on the apron, starting to laugh and taunt the crowd. Miz swaggers forward laughing as well and wiping his eyes mockingly at Shelly who looks like he is ready to kill him, he then does the same to the crowd. Miz comes over and pedantically kicks off Sabin’s face with his boot a couple of times, taunting him as he has a face of pure pain, holding his groin. Miz then drops down and covers him for 1…2…NO!
Miz now drags Sabin by the head and places him on the bottom rope, calling for Barret again. Barret again comes into and distracts the ref as Miz gets up and steps on the back on Sabin’s head choking him on the ropes. But with the ref distracted Miz does not break it, standing on him for nearly 30 seconds, looking at a pretend watch, taunting the crowd and then resting him head in his head on the top rope. However in the end Shelly has had enough, running in and with the ref distracted has a clear path to the Miz, grabbing him off Sabin and beating the hell out of him with closed fists to a massive ovation before dropping him with a DDT. By now the ref has turned, noticed this and orders Shelly back to his corner. His arguments falling on deaf ears.
Back in the ring now both men start to stir, Sabin is now holding his neck and spluttering until Shelly pleads with him to get moving. At the same time now Miz starts to move, both men crawling towards their corners. Miz just a hair faster and tagging on Barret, Shelly reaching out his hand but Barret pulls him back by his foot, again stopping the tag. The crowd is again livid as Barret just grins at them, hooking with the leg, then grabbing the other and locking in a Boston crab. Sabin can barely raise his head or speak at this point but continues to tell the ref that he won’t give up. Barret keeps syncing in the hold. After a few moments of this Miz now runs into the ring, bolts past the ref and drops an elbow to the back of Sabin’s head while still in the hold. The crowd is livid, Shelly tries to run in now but is stopped the ref as he tries to restore order. The Miz just grins as Alex taunting him as ignores the ref and walks back to his corner. Shelly curses at him and does the same.
“My God, Sabin is holding in there. You got to hand it to the kid but the Nexus have been breaking rule after rule since they got out here. And he has to give in to this punishment, he body will eventually” JR comments.
“But the ref hasn’t seen barely any of it. You know what that is JR?” Lawler says.
“What?”
“Smart.”
“Well yeah but…oh God!” JR says as in the ring as the ref is dealing with Sabin Barret turns Shelly over, opens him legs and punches him right between them in the second blatant blow of the night, the crowd boos are deafening as finally the ref turns around “Good god! Is there nothing this low life’s won’t do to win the Tag Team titles? I mean, Sabin is a young kid and they are seriously affecting his ability to procreate here.”
“Yeah well maybe he won’t want to. Trust me its better if he doesn’t. No more contraception. The Nexus are doing him a favor. A vasectomy for free!” Lawler exclaims.
By now Barret has Sabin backed into the corner and is booting the hell out of him, then whipping him into the ropes and driving him down with the black hole slam!
“That’s it. New champions” JR exclaims.
Barrett turns Sabin over and covers for 1…2…NO! Chris just kicks out.
Barret is livid as he stands. Miz now yells over, holding out his hand. Barret is still miffed as he goes over and tags Miz in. Miz at once heads to the top rope rising up and flying off with a cross body…when out of nowhere Sabin is able to stand, jump up and hit a dropkick to the Miz’s ribs in the air! The crowd explodes as both men hit the mat, Sabin lifeless, Miz holding his ribs and rolling away in pain, Barret holding his head and the calling for the tag.
Sabin now finally starts to move, Miz not moving, the crowd getting louder and louder as Sabin gets closer and closer to the corner, barely able to drag him body on from the pounding he has take, reaching with all he can. Finally Shelly swings down both arms and…gets the tag!
The crowd goes insane, not a single person sitting as Shelly hits the ring off the hot tag, taking Miz down with the spinning heel, then running over and dropkicking Barret off the apron, sending him flying face first into the caught rail to a huge pop. Sabin now waits for Miz to slowly rise, grabs him and drives him down with the Over the shoulder belly to back piledriver he calls the WA4 and hooks the leg….but the ref refuses to count. Shelly looks on in confusion, standing as the ref is cutting the air and talking to him.
“What?” Shelly yells.
The ref then walks over and grabs the tag rope, signaling that he didn’t have him hand on the tag rope when he tagged in.
“The referee is saying he didn’t have his hand on the tag rope, let’s take a look at the replay” JR says.
And sure enough the referee was right. As Shelly can do as Barret climbs back on the apron is shake his head in disbelief, kicking the rope and slamming the post as he get back in the corner and yells down as Shelly, who is lifeless on the mats, to get back in the ring. The referee starts the count 1….2….3… Miz starts to move…4…..5….6….Miz reaches out…7…Sabin crawls back under the bottom rope and turns for the tag but Wade is tagged in, runs over and picks him up and dropping him with the Wasteland! For 1….2….NO! The crowd go nuts as Shelly runs in the breaks it up, he is admonished as he stands and starts to walk back to his corner, turning and flipping the referee off to a huge ovation and then getting back in the corner and again begging to the tag.
Barret now walks over and tags in Miz….but Sabin is close to his corner, moves slightly holding out his arm and…yes! Legal tag! Shelly comes in again like a house on fire, the crowd going insane as he takes Miz down with a closeline, then two quick arm drags and then a dropkick as he stands from the last. Barret goes over the top rope and comes in but gets taken out with the dropkick part of a dropsault, as Shelly lands the standing moonsault part right onto the Miz. That’s get s a massive cheer as he then covers for 1….2….NO! Miz just gets the shoulder up. Shelly gets up on his knees, he was sure he had it that time, then heads to the top rope, rising up and flying off with a frog splash! He covers for 1…2…NO! Barrett is back and boots him in the back of the head to break it up to huge boos.
“I may not like the challenger’s tactics but we have a hell of a tag team title match here!” Calls JR.
Barret now calls for the tag and eventually gets it from Miz, running in for a hard closeline but Shelly slide steps him, waiting for him to turn and then running up him and taking his head off with the shinning wizard. Cover for 1….2…NO! Barret barely kicks out.
Barret now stands and tags Miz back in now, both men using the ten count to come in and nail a double flap jack before Barret heads back into his corner. Miz covering for 1…2…NO! Miz is now livid, having a tantrum in the ring they he didn’t get it.
“Wow! These Guns folks. They are showing massive heart here, they just refuse to give up their tag team titles!” JR says.
Miz picks up Shelly now and drives him down into the mat with the SCF…but Sabin reverses it at the last second into a roll up for 1…2…NO! The crowd let out a massive collective gasp on that one.
“Man that was close!” King yells.
Shelly is now the one aggravation as he gets up, but then sees Sabin is now valiantly back in their corner. Picking Miz up and tagging him in, scooping Miz up onto the top rope, jumping and hitting a franksteiner, sending Miz flying into Sabin who catches him and drives him down with the powerbomb for 1…2…NO! Miz just kicks out, Barret half way across the ring for that one. The crowd again were sure it was over, worn out now from this action.
Sabin now brings Miz into the corner, both men setting up, Sabin on the top rope and driving Miz down with the Skull and Bones. Sabin now stands and runs at Barret to stop him as he comes in Shelly covering but Barret closelines Sabin down out the way 1…2…NO! Barret just runs in from that and just breaks it up! The crowd is going insane now, but that reaction is combined with loud boos that that wasn’t it. Barret now, ignoring the referee grabs Miz and pulls him across the ring by his lifeless arm, goes to the outside, lifts Miz’s arm, placing it lifelessly on the second rope, grabbing the tag rope and tagging himself in. Some of the crowd applauds for that one. All the ref can do is shrug and call it a tag. But all then turn back into boos as Barret comes in and picks of Shelly, scooping him up the wasteland…but Sabin flies around his body two the back, hooking the arms and taking him down with a crucifix into a pin for 1…2…NO! Barret again kicks out!
Barret now yells curse words not satiable for a PG show as he stands but Shelly as he the ropes and runs in, however Barret is right there and takes his head off with the big boot. He then runs over and hammers Sabin off the apron, sending him flying chin first into the announce table. He then goes and picks Shelly up, looking to the Miz who is now back up in the corner. Miz now undoes the top turnbuckle pad as Barrett puts Shelly in a hold to distract the ref, then takes off the pad and throws it to the mat. Barrett nods at him, breaks the hold, then Irish whips Shelly chest first into the exposed turn buckle to a huge “OH! And then boos from the crowd. On the rebound Barret grabs Shelly, scoops him up for the wasteland, Miz now hitting the ring and as Barret drops Shelly with the wasteland, Miz hits his running neckbreaker! The crowd gasp as the new double move but then attention changes as Barret covers for 1…2…3!
The boos are deafening as the Nexus’s music hits.
“Here are your winners and NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions! The Nexus!” Finkle announces.
Miz bring in the belt and hands Barret his as they hug. They then both get their hands raised to louder boos, smiles on their faces.
“Man! The Nexus have won one hell of a tag team match here folks, but they did so the same way they were throughout this match. By taking the low road!” JR comments.
“But they did it JR, win any way you can and they did. They did something two teams couldn’t do in the Hell in the Cell and that is take those Tag Team title off of the Motor City Machine Guns!” King replies.
Sabin now looks on with a face of thunder as he enters the ring to help his partner. He looks pissed to say the least at the Nexus as they party up the ramp, Barret placing Miz on his shoulders, Chelsea jumping for joy and clapping below as they holds their title belts up. It is certainly a sight as we cut to a video promo.
When we come back Miz, Barret and Chelsea and partying in the locker room. Barret breaking a cork on two Champaign bottles, pouring some down his neck and then tipping him on Miz. Miz is soaked as he takes another, opens it, clinks his with the others twos and downs it.
“Tag Team Champions baby! The best team in the world woo!” Miz yells then grabs Chelsea as kisses her as Wade laughs and downs his bottle too.
In the middle of all this we realize why the camera is filming this as Gene Okerlund walks up, tries to get an interview but instead gets Champaign poured all over him! Okerlund looks none too pleased as he walks away soaked. Then from where he came walks Shane Mcmahon to a cheer from the crowd. The three stop partying but still have a smile on their faces as they look at him.
“Well done” Shane nods.
“Why thank you” Miz replies.
“Yeah, and it’s just as good for you. Think of the merchandise sales on these shirts now, thing of the ratings with us as the champions!” Barret adds.
“Yeah well” Shane nods then changes tone “I saw how you did it.”
“So what? You can’t reverse a referee’s decision. Unless you want to be just like Undertaker” Miz replies.
“No, no I won’t do that. But what I can and will do is make a rematch. Tomorrow night on Raw!” Shane grins at them as their smiles get wiped off “have fun tonight.”
With that Shane walks off, the camera follows him then swings back to Nexus who look on with white faces. Miz then shakes it off.
“Yeah well that’s fine. That’s fine because we are going to beat those little Detroit low life’s just like we did tonight!” He tells them with a grin.
“Yeah” Wade high fives him and then Chelsea “yeah, let’s party!”
They then go back to the drinks and yelling as we cut back to the arena.
*Play FBI*
“What the?” JR asks.
“It’s the FBI! I guess the rest of them got here” King replies.
“Yeah but why are they coming out here now. We are schedule for Kong, Kendra 3” replies JR.
He is soon answered as Little Guido gets a microphone.
“Hey, I know we ain’t meant to be out here. But see I got beef with one Samoa Joe” the crowd reacts.
“Oh boy” JR says.
“See that fat tub of crap though he was so big and touch when he bullied me around this ring on Monday. Well that’s fine because I know I’m a little guy. But take a look at these two. Medium Tony my tag partner and Big Guido here” Guido flexes as little points at him “let’s see Fat boy Joe, how tough you are when you got all the FBI knocking your door! Come on!”
“What do Italians all comes in sizes now? What is this IKEA?” King asks.
“Well I know Joe’s here and I know he isn’t a man to annoy these days…”
*Play Joe*
Joe charges out in his gear with the towel around his neck. The Italian’s look on and take positions around the ring. Joe gives a lopsided grin and walks up the steps and into it. He stands there, slowly removing his towel and dropping it onto the mat. He then lifts his hands and gestures for them to bring it.
Tony is the first to run in with Little Guido close between, Joe takes Mamaluke down with a closeline and then Little’s head off with a big boot. He then turns as the only man left is big Guido who flexes and runs it, but is caught and drives down with a STJoe! He then looks out, looking like he is enjoying himself as loud audible chants of:
“Joe’s gonna kill you! Joe’s gonna kill you!” Ring out.
He then lifts Mamaluke up onto the top rope and drops him with the muscle buster. Looks at Guido as he rises and spears him in half! He then finally comes in behind the big man and locking in the Coquina clutch. He drops to the mat, scissoring his legs and Big Guido starts tapping furiously. But this is not a match. Joe holds it on until he passes out stands, looking out at the crowd as they react in awe, many cheers, then walks over, grabs him towel, wipes his face and the places it on his shoulders and walks to the back, leaving carnage behind him.
“Holy cow! Did you see that JR?” King exclaims.
“Samoa Joe is certainly one bad angry monster and if I was the WWF I would get out of his way” JR says as we go to another package.
Last Women Standing: Kong VS Kendra the final
*Play Entrances*
Both women come out with their game faces on. Kendra once again with Daffney in her corner.
“Well here we go, and I thought this match would be Daffney free. It’s a shame it won’t considering no DQ’s here…” JR starts.
“JR really. Look at her and then look at Kong?” King replies.
“Just saying King, but a chair in her hand and she can do anything. At any rate this is the third clash between these two monsters. It has been an amazing war every time and tonight is the pinnacle. First ever Last Women Standing, this will not be technical masterpiece, this will be war, let’s go.”
The bell rings and as once the two massive Women charge of their corners. Kong swings with hard rights, then lefts hammering Kendra back. Kendra fires back with fists of her own. The crowd standing as they can clearing hear every connecting shot, finally Kendra reaches the ropes and Kong charges her through them. Them both tumble out of the ring to stand on the floor and continue to beat each other’s brains in until finally Kendra grabs Kong by the braids and whips her around down face first into the steel ring steps.
“Man! This has been a furious pace here in the early going. And you have to believe every woman in that locker room is hoping these two monsters destroy each other out of the WWF here. Only one woman has ever beaten both of them and that’s the Champion and man was that a fight every time, especially at Wrestlemania.”
Kendra now picks Kong up and throws her by her head back first into the announce table, grabbing her from that and chokeslamming her down threw it. King and JR standing and getting back out the way as their table gives way and Kong lies at their feet on the wreckage.
Kendra walks away and signals for the ref to come out. Daffney yells at him to count. He stands over Kong and starts 1….2….3….4….5….6…..7…Kong gets to her feet. Kendra curses and ducks down, running and charging forward to spear Kong but Kong moves leaving Kendra to crash through the crowd barrier into the fans. The place goes nuts, especially those around Kendra as she lies at their feet until security arrives and pushes them back. The referee starts to count again 1….2….3….4…5…6….7…Kendra is now also up at 7 but Kong is right there hammering into her with hard rights and lefts, boxing her back into the crowd then grabbing her and belly to bellying her down onto the concrete floor. Kong gets to her knees as the referee reaches 3 and then continues for Kendra 4….5….6….Kendra is up again and again in comes Kong beating her down and then pulling her by the hair towards the ring, throwing her into it and then coming in. She then places Kendra between her legs, hoisting her up for the Awesome Bomb, put Kendra reverses it into a frakensteiner, sending Kong into the ropes and resting her head there in the 619 like position. There she rests as Kendra starts behind her and then out of nowhere comes Daffney with a chair, bashing her over the head with the steel chair. Kong crumbles back from the ropes to lie on the mat. The referee starting to count as the crowd boos. 1…2…3….4….5….6….7….8…At 8 Kong manages to pull herself up on the ropes. Kendra growls at this and then calls for the chair. Daffney throws it to her. Kendra catches it out the air, turning and blasts Kong in the back with it, throwing it to the mat and then bringing Kong in, power bombing her down onto it! 1…2….3….4…..5…..6…..7….8….9….Kong gets up again. Kendra shakes her head as she comes in but I caught, turning and driven down onto the chair by Kong. Kong then picks her up, places her between her legs and drives her down onto the chair with an Awesome Bomb!
“Now that’s a powerbomb Kendra! Man!” JR yells.
Kong stands, sure it is over as the referee counts 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9…Kendra gets up. Kong now walks over and one by one undoes every turnbuckle pad, removing them, she then goes outside, goes under the ring and pulls out a table, pushing that into the ring. She then goes under again and finds herself a baseball bat. Kong goes into the ring, up to Kendra who is resting on the top rope; the crowd buzzes as she turns, Kong swings, but Kendra catches it, boots Kong in the gut taking it from her and then hits a home run with the black beats head! The crowd reacts with a massive “oh!” Wincing as Kong falls to the mat lifeless. The referee comes forward and counts 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9….Kong gets up at the last possible half second. Kendra is in a state of disbelief, but goes right to work, sets up the table, grabs Kong, lifts her up and with a heave scoops slams her down through the table. Again the count 1….2….3….4….5….6….7….8….9….Again Kong just barely manages to get to her feet. At this point Kendra looks over at Daffney with a face that says “what do I do?” Daffney just stares back open mouthed.
Kendra then gets furious, grabs Kong and pulls her from the ring, punching her all the way up the aisle. She then grabs her by the head as they reach the stage and smashes Kong’s head of the steel bars of the set over and over again. She then grabs Kong, grabs her by the throat for the chokeslam and backs Kong towards the stage. The crowd stands, getting louder and louder as Kendra cuts her throat, signaling the end, lifting Kong up…..But Kong drops down out of it, grabbing Kendra and smashing her head off the stage several times and then places her between her legs, turning towards the edge of the stage with Kendra in the Powerbomb position. She reaches down for it, the crowd going wild, when Daffney comes in behind hammering into her. Kong just stops, drops Kendra and slowly turns. Daffney looks holds up her hands, terrified for her life. Kong then grabs her and with one massive throw, throws Daffney off the stage down through a technician table on the floor, sending equipment flying. The holy shit chant has only just started when Kong grabs Kendra, heaves her up and powerbombs her off the stage threw the other table there. The places erupts in thunderous chants of “HOLY SHIT!” As multiple replays are shown. When we come back the referee has finished checking that both women are still alive and then starts to count 1….2…..3…..4…5…6….7….8….9….Kendra pulls herself to her feet. Even Kong is taken back at that one, the crowd going nuts. Kendra tries to stay on her feet but falls to where she was. Kong sees this and takes her chance, backing off, running up and diving off with an Awesome Splash off the stage down onto both women.
The chants again start up 1….2…..3…..4…..5…..6….7….8….9…..Kong just manages to stumble to her feet at 10!
The crowd erupts as Kong’s music plays; she gets her hand raises and then falls lifeless to the floor.
“What the hell do you say to that? These two WOMEN just….My God” JR is in shock.
“Well you said there wouldn’t be much wrestling and there wasn’t. It was fast, furious and frankly insane. I think the chants said all. Holy you know what!” King exclaims in reply.
“Well Kong just was holding on to get the better of her nemesis. She wins the battle and the war, but I don’t think either woman will be the same again.”
EMT’s then arrive on the scene and place both women on stretchers as we cut.
We are now backstage with Christy Hemme in the locker room.
“Well that was…certainly something. But coming up next is the Intercontinental Championship and I am here with the challenger Dolph Ziggler and his new manager Sherri Martel. Sherri I will go to you first. What is your game plan for tonight?”
“Simple woman, win!” Sherri yells as Dolph laughs “I mean look at this man. He has it all; he will make a great champion. He has the body, the moves, the skill and the charisma. Dolph Ziggler will go in there and show that Japanese cartoon character how it’s done. And if Liger doesn’t want to get out the way, then he will do exactly what he did to his fellow countryman KENTA.”
“That right Sherri” Christy moves the microphone up to Dolph’s mouth “Tonight I do exactly what I did to KENTA. I will beat Jushin Liger; I will take that intercontinental Championship and ship him back with KENTA to Japan. The two can meet and talk in that silly gibberish they speak in about how the new Intercontinental Champion handed them their oriental asses! I mean hell, the IC title is the title of American round here right?”
“I guess…” Christy replies.
“Yeah! So what is the Japanese guy doing with our belt! I will do this. I will do this for Ziggler and I will do this for American. Woo!”
“Well…” Christy shakes her head as the two walks off “we have his opponent standing by with Gene Okerlund. Gene.”
“Thanks Christy” Okerlund is stood in the interview area with a new suit on “I am here with Intercontinental Champion Jushin ‘Thunder’ Liger and his manager once again, Dusty Rhodes. Dusty, you just saw what they had to say. What is your response?”
“Well Gene, Dolph wants to talk about America. Well you are looking at American Dream baby. And the American Dream comes in all colours, shapes, sizes and nationalities. Yes Mr. Ziggler Jushin is a little different; yes Mr. Ziggler Liger is Japanese. But has come to this country and achieved the American Dream like no other Japanese star before him. And the American Dream will be by his side as his show you real pro wrestling. See he may be Japanese, but is simply the best there is in this game today baby!” Liger grabs Dusty’s shoulder in thanks as he stands behind him “see this man has now been Intercontinental Champion for 9 months! And who did he beat to do that? Well Sherri’s last business client. And look where he is now; Wished well I his future endeavors. You will go down like he will Dolph, 9 months baby, half of those spent in tormented hell in his mind. So if you think Dolph my boy that that expresses train is going to stop for you, then you carry on standing on that track and you will be run down! Let’s go Liger baby!”
Dusty picks up the large Japanese and American flags, placing them over his shoulder and walking Liger out of frame.
“Well that match is next folks and it will be a barn burner for sure. Back to you at ringside gentleman.”
Intercontinental Championship
*Play Entrances*
Dolph comes out cocky as ever with Sherri by his side. Dusty leads the way down, waving the flags as Liger gets a huge ovation.
Both men remove their ring gear. The jacket is handed to Sherri, the cape to Dusty. Both men then come out their corner. Liger hands the referee the title belt, he takes it and shows it to KENTA before holding it up for all to see, then handing to the timekeeper. He then gets between them as they stare across the ring at each other and…
*Play Shane Mcmahon*
All five people in and around the stare in confusion as Shane walks out on stage.
“Hold on guys, hold on one second. I am going to a last minute change to this title match” Liger and Dolph look on in confusion, as does their manages and the referee.
“What? What change?” Asks JR.
“This is will now a three way” the crowd reacts “sorry I couldn’t tell you before but he only just got in. He insisted on being in this match and I let him on one condition. I said he should but he belt on the line also.”
“What?” King exclaims, as does everyone else.
“You see this man went back to Japan for his home company of Noah. There he won Noah’s GHC Junior Heavyweight Championship” The crowd react and buzz “and that belt will also now be on the line. One fall, two titles from two separate promotions. Oh yes folks a first here on the WWF. Oh I guess you would like to find out your opponent gentleman. Well he will be…this man!”
*Play KENTA*
Everyone looks on in shock, Sherri and especially Dolph are livid, kicking the rope and yelling “you can’t do this!” As KENTA walks out with his game face on. Around his waist is the GHC Jr. Heavyweight championship belt.
Dolph and Sherri are arguing with each other, beside themselves as KENTA walks the aisle. Shane has broad smile on his face saying only “have fun.”
“My God it’s KENTA. He flew home to Japan, but he did so and brought back a title from the promotion he is known for over there. Noah’s Junior Heavyweight Title I am being told has been cleared by Noah to be defending in the WWF. We got a double title match and Dolph Ziggler is obviously extremely unhappy. Well Kama is something ain’t it Dolph?”
“JR this isn’t fair!”King exclaims.
“Why? He’s the number one contender; Dolph is only in this match because he laid KENTA out!” JR snaps back.
“What about Liger? He now has to defend his title against two men!” King counters.
“Liger is a fighting champion and you don’t think he wouldn’t want another title on his other shoulder?”
KENTA now enters the ring, the referee shrugs takes the belt, looks to Dusty who shrugs, to Liger who does the same, holds it up and calls for the bell.
Dolph walks forward, still arguing with the referee, pleading for this not to happen. KENTA then rushes forward and smashes him in the mouth with a roundhouse kick with his left leg, his right, left, left, right, right, left, over and over he hammers the kicks into Dolph’s head and torso. Then finishes up with a mule dropkick sending him into the ropes. Dolph stumbles back into them, blood coming from his busted lip and his eyebrow swelling. KENTA looks down at him breathing hard, a face of satisfaction. Then from behind comes liger rolling him up for 1…2…NO! KENTA breaks out then swings around on his knee to look at Liger in shock. Liger shrugs at him then comes in again, KENTA this time trips him and covers for 1. Liger catches him and scoops him up for 1. They both stand Liger swings from KENTA and KENTA goes behind, hooking the waist for German suplex, Liger takes him over with a snapmare, KENTA grabs the arm going over and turns it into an arm bar on the mat. Liger manages to power out of it and shoot KENTA into the ropes, KENTA comes back with a shoulder tackle then hits the ropes again, this time Liger drops down and lets him pass over, then as KENTA rebound off the other ropes catches him and takes him down with an arm bar of his own, synching in for a few moment. KENTA is then able to reverses that into a head scissors. Liger powers open the legs and both men stand, facing off with each other as the crowd applauds.
They then both stand and go for each other again, when from the side comes Dolph Ziggler. However but men see him turn and hammer into him. KENTA with a kick, Liger with a palm strike, kick, strike, kick strike, and then finally they both grab him and take him over with a double suplex. Liger is the first to stand, goes for KENTA, runs in and nails his signature wheel kick and covering for 2. Liger backs off waiting for KENTA to stand and then running it for it again, however KENTA this time side steps it, catches it as Liger is upside down and drives Liger’s knee into the mat, then going down and placing him knee into the back of Liger’s and locking in a reverse leg lock, grinding in the knee. However they have both taken their eye off Dolph who comes in and nails KENTA with a closeline, taking his head off.
“Yeah? Now what you Japanese idiot!” Dolph yells down at him, reaches down and pulls him up and hits the sit out face buster for a 1 count as Liger is back.
Liger pulls Dolph up but Dolph kicks at Liger’s injured leg and drops him with the snap suplex into a cover for 2. Dolph at once continues what KENTA started, grabbing the leg, turning Leg over and driving the knee into the mat, then locking in a half Boston crab. He synchs in the hold until in now comes KENTA with a running arched big boot, however we see Sherri yelling a warning, allowing Dolph to counter it, throwing the leg away and then dropping KENTA with a scoop power slam into a cover for 1….2….NO!
Dolph now pulls KENTA into the ropes, perching him there and booting away at him, stomping a mud hole. Then from behind limps in Liger, fighting through the pain to run in as best he can hammering into Dolph’s back, grabbing the waist and taking him over with a back suplex into a bridge for 1…2…NO! Liger stands and now fighting threw the pain more, Dusty yelling encouragement, he runs for the ropes comes back in but there I KENTA with a missile dropkick incepting him. The replay shows he climbed the top rope moments earlier.
KENTA now covers Liger and get 2, but then goes back over to Dolph, kicking the hell out of him over and over again with stiff kick after stiff kick then scoops him and drives him down with the bridging Tiger Suplex for 1….2….NO! Liger breaks it up.
Liger whips KENTA into the corner, KENTA however jumps up onto the top rope, turns and springboards back with the high knee but Liger catches him out the air and drives him down over the knee for the tilt a whirl backbreaker, coverings for 1….2…NO! Dolph is back pulls Liger up and hits the back cracker. Going for a cover but deciding instead to go back for the injured leg and again locking in the half Boston crab. He has it for a few moments, trying to force Liger to tap when incomes KENTA again spring boarding off the top rope, Dolph sees him stand, catching him out the air and drives him down with the fireman carry gut buster for 1….2….NO! KENTA just kicks out.
Dolph curses and picks KENTA up. Whipping him into the ropes and dropping down for the back drop but KENTA stops him, grabs Dolph’s lower head and nails the X factor. Cover for 1…2…NO! Liger is back again, hobbling on the leg and pulling KENTA up but KENTA manages to hook liger with his legs, fall back and apply the triangle choke. Liger struggles in the hold, wailing his arms; he has nowhere to go and drops to his knees, starting to fade.
“Come on Liger baby! Don’t give in! You know the counter! You know the counter to every hold baby!” Dusty shouts in to him from ringside.
Liger must here this as he manages to stand up, jump off and turn it into a pin for 1…2…NO! KENTA kicks out but is forced to break the hold. Liger is waiting for him and blast into his chest with hard palm strikes backing him into the corner, from behind comes Dolph but Liger sees him and blast him with a palm strike as well, he then turns back and strikes KENTA again, strikes to Dolph, KENTA, Dolph, KENTA, Dolph, KENTA, whaling away on both over and over until he mounts KENTA and sends him over with a monkey flip as Ziggler walks away. He then turns and walks right into Liger who hooks him and drives him down with the brain buster! Cover for 1….2….In comes KENTA with the Senton breaking it up.
He then picks Liger up and whales away on him with the KENTA Rush, multiple slaps followed by spinning reverse slap, then a roundhouse kick and then finished with a Busaiku Knee Kick. Liger stumbles away out on his feet into KENTA who lifts him up by the leg into a flapjack, dropping Liger into a cutter! The crowd goes nuts as he covers for 1…2…NO! KENTA yells out in Japanese as Liger kicks out.
He then runs for the corner, jumping from the mat to the top rope and flying off with a moonsault but is caught by Ziggler on his shoulders and driven down again with the fireman’s carry gut-buster! Ziggler now covers for 1….2….NO! KENTA just kicks out again.
Ziggler screams out, Sherri calling back for him to finish it. He nods and pulls KENTA up, going behind and dropping him with the Zigzag for 1…2…NO! Liger just breaks it up saving both titles, to a huge sigh of relief from the crowd.
Liger now places Dolph between his legs, scoops him up and drives him down with the Liger Bomb! Cover for 1….2….NO! They are near the ropes and Sherri places Dolph’s leg on the ropes, behind the ref’s line of sight. As he goes to count the 3 he sees it and calls it a kick out. Liger is obviously annoyed, standing and pushing the ref, yelling in Japanese. Dusty yelling at the ref and then to Liger to keep his cool. He then turns around and it caught by KENTA, scooped up and driven down with the GTS. Cover for 1….2….NO!!! Liger kicks out and the place goes crazy, Dusty goes crazy, KENTA holds his head and falls back, he was sure that was it! So was everyone else.
KENTA now heads to the top rope, rising up on it, when from the side comes Ziggler, running up the ropes, grabbing him and taking him over and down with a superplex! Ziggler now covers for 1…2…NO! KENTA kicks out; Ziggler slams the mat with both hands over and over, losing it. He then picks up KENTA and goes to lock him in the sleeper but KENTA reverses it into a cutter, but Dolph pushes him off right into Liger who grabs KENTA, kicks Dolph away and grab KENTA from behind, driving him down with the Crash Thunder Buster! Covering for 1…2…NO! Dolph is back to boos, he pulls Liger up and goes behind to deliver the Zigzag but Liger reverses it and spins Dolph around, lifting him up and driving him down with the brain buster but Sherri is now on the ring apron distracting the referee. Dusty comes around and pulls her off to a big cheer. But Ziggler manages to get up, run in and nail the Zigzag on Liger for 1…2…NO! KENTA breaks it up!
KENTA and Ziggler now both stand and begin hammering away at each other over and over with fist, it getting more and more heated. KENTA now backs Dolph into the corner and starts to whale away with knife edge chops followed by kicks. Behind him throw comes Liger, scooping him up and down the CTB. He then grabs Dolph and throws him down out the corner, climbing the top rope and signals for it.
“He’s gonna do it! The move he rarely does these days. The move he innovated!” JR yells over the noise.
Liger then flies off to a deafening roar down onto Ziggler with the Shooting Star Press for 1…2…3!
“Here is your winner and Still Intercontinental Champion, and NEW GHC Junior Heavyweight Champion Jushin “Thunder” Liger!” Finkle calls over the deafening cheers.
“My God” says JR “entering into his 9th month as Intercontinental Champion Liger has just won this match through hell or high water, not only retaining that title but winning the GHC Jr. Heavyweight title from his native country.”
“And he won the Supercard Invitational!” King exclaims “can anyone stop this man?”
Dusty is jumping for joy as he enters the ring and with some jaw jacking hands Liger his two title belts. Liger takes them, hugs Dusty and then holds one up in both hands to a huge roar.
“I don’t know King, I don’t know” JR replies and Liger places a title belt on each shoulder.
However as is in answer.
*Play Hayabusa Package*
The arena lights go out and a video appears on the titantron saying “The Phoenix will rise again!” The lights then come up as the crowd cheers. Liger shakes his head but then shakes it off and turns back to Dusty, the two heading out the ring in continued celebration. KENTA looking up in aggravation and then will anger to Ziggler as he is held up by Sherri and walked away on the outside. In his rage KENTA stands and runs for the ropes, vaulting off and down onto Ziggler with a suicide dive and then hammering into him with fists and kicks. The referee’s and security coming out on mass and pulling him off of Ziggler. KENTA is in a fury as he is held. Dusty and Liger watch this curiously but then turn back to their smiles and walking, Liger holding up his two title belts on the stage to a cheer before heading to the back.
Women’s Championship
Angelina Love makes her typical racy entrance with Sky. Trish comes out to good pop.
Sky backs out of the ring now with a smile, again shaking her revealed ass to the camera and fans ringside. Trish rolls her eyes, Angelina grinning back at her.
“What should have just been a title match was made very personal by these Women. And look at Love’s face she knows it” JR says.
“Well if they did sleep with Trish’s husband then he’s a scumbag right?” King asks.
“If its true King then what does it make them? But we have yet to see the tape on that. I personally doubt it exists. I think they just wanted to get in Trish’s head so they could beat her tonight. And they may have done it” JR replies.
“Well we got the beasts earlier, now we are getting the beauties” King says.
“The beauties that can fight” JR replies “Angelina can get it done in that ring. But has she got enough to capitalize on what she may have done to Trish’s head these past few weeks?”
The referee holds up the belt, both women looking at it, focusing on it and then its handed to the timekeeper and the bell is called for.
Love taunts her, giving her mouth about her husband. Trish has now of it running forward and closeline her down. Love holds her face and stands in pain and shock and gets taken down again. Trish then hits the ropes and takes her down with the Lou these press, hammering away, Love bringing up her hands behind Trish’s head and wilding slapping her. Trish stands and hammers her into the mat again, picking her up and throwing Love across the ring by her hair. A couple of bleached strands staying in her hands. Velvet screams at this, telling the ref and screaming some more at ringside. Trish just smiles at her and goes back in. She lifts Love up again but Love now fights for her life at this point, booting her in the gut and whipping Shooting Angelina into the ropes, but Trish comes right back and takes her down with the shoulder tackle, then hits the ropes and again tasks Love down with a closeline, then mounts her and again whales away. The referee now comes in and warns her about closed fists. Trish sneers at that and gets in a couple of forearms before going for the pin and finding 1.
She picks Angelina up again, Velvet Sky at ringside getting more and more frustrated now, Love boots Trish in the gut and bolts from the ring, standing outside it and trying to regroup as her BFF comes over. They talk strategy for a moment, yelling at the ref when he comes over to the count. After then take too long over comes Trish now and grabs Love by the hair, pulling her up onto the ring apron. Love screams from that pain but then is able to turn around, get in a shot on Trish and then grab her by the head, jumping down and slingshoting Trish hard off the ropes. Trish falls back now in pain as Angelina now comes in and goes for a cover getting 1. She yells at the ref and pulls Trish up and throws her across the ring by her hair, having Trish’s hair in her hands now. Love then runs and drops an elbow into a cover for 2. Love picks Trish up again and snap mares her over into another cover for another 2. She pulls Trish up by the hair now, a smile of satisfaction on her face as she moves over and smashes Trish’s face of the ring apron a few times, then turning her around and stomping the champion down in the corner. Love stop for a moment to readjust her hair, pointing down to Velvet and smiling, yelling “it’s all in the bag!”
She then picks up but Trish fires back with hard rights over and over, Angelina however manages to get a kick into the gut and ten grabs the head again, walking over and with a face of viciousness runs her face across the ropes. Moving away with a face of satisfaction to the referee as he admonishes her. She then delivers a swinging neckbreaker and covers for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out.
Love picks Trish up, scoops her up and body slams her back first into the corner, following up with a baseball slide to the face and then a leg drop into a cover for 1…2…NO. Angelina now lifts Trish up and grabs her arm, applying an overhand wrist lock now. Trish struggles in the hold, her face that of pain. After a few moments the crowd now start clapping and stomping her on, with that she manages to power onto her feet, but Love is able to grab her hair and throw her down by the head to the mat. Then standing over Trish, hitting the ropes and hitting a running elbow into a cover for 1…2…NO!
Love slams the mat and picks Trish up again but now Trish fights her off. Love swings for the closeline but Trish drops back for the Matrix move. Love passes over; Trish stands behind her and as she turns Trish nails her with the chick kick. Going for the cover but Velvet is on the apron with a framed picture of Trish’s husband. Trish stands was a face of thunder.
“Oh come on!” comments JR.
Trish now walks over, grabs the picture from Sky’s hand, looking out to a big cheer and then crashing it down over Velvet’s head, the glasses shattering from the frame as Velvet falls off. But from behind comes love rolling her up for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out.
She then grabs Angelina’s head runs up the corner and delivers Stratisfaction for 1…2…3!
The crowd cheers as Trish gets her hands raised and is handed the belt. She holds it up with a face of pure anger. Looking down at the two in disgust and then storming out the ring to the back. Love finally comes to and goes out to help Velvet who is shaking, glass all in her hair as we cut to a package for the next PPV Retribution.
When we come back:
Buried Alive Match
We scan the arena where now by the ramp is a graveyard, a pit and a tombstone.
“Ladies and Gentleman the following is the Buried Alive match! The winner of this match will gain a WWF title match they can use at any time in the future they wish, the loser will be buried alive!” Finkle announces
*Play Entrances*
Shawn makes his way out to a big ovation. Undertaker to massive boos, his basic music playing.
“Again the Undertaker now without the chants, without the pride. Frankly the fact he was allowed that entrance and this last chance is more than I would have given” says JR.
“Yeah, but he is still the Undertaker. He showed honor last Monday but he also showed that he is a dangerous man that’s needs to be sent away for good. And Shane Mcmahon thinks that HBK is the man to do it. We will see” King replies.
Undertaker hasn’t even a cloak for his entrance, just his ring gear but his usual reverence is still upon him. To him he is right and everyone else it wrong. Looking into Shawn’s face you know that he knows his task, and he is here to perform it no matter the cost.
The bell finally rings.
Undertaker comes out of his corner, hands raised to strike, ushering Shawn on. Shawn begins circling him, ready to grapple.
“Well folks for those of you who know the history of the Undertaker you know that even if he loses tonight he may not gone for good. But sending him back to hell usually changes him. I can only hope that whatever power be is psychological or supernatural, whatever you believe about this man, can heal his evil and return to us the Undertaker we loved” JR says as the circle each other “EMT’s are standing by for the losing man. So make no mistake folks, the Undertakers win loss record in these things may be patchy, but there is a big chance HBK could be the one buried. He just has less experience surviving such a thing.”
“Well he’d be with his beloved Jesus” replies King.
“King!”
“Well…”
Undertaker now runs I for HBK in the corner, HBK managing to move out the way and back Taker into the corner, whipping away with hard knife edge chops to the chest, ripping his tank top somewhat to get as his exposed flesh. Taker however manages to get his hands up around Shawn’s neck and thrown him into the corner now and whale away with hard rights and lefts. Swinging for a finishing right but Shawn ducks it and now sends Taker back into the corner and again starts to work with the Ric Flair chops, the crowd responding in kind with woos.
“Wow! I tell you folks, no matter the circumstances. Whenever these two get together it is magic” JR comments.
Taker now tries to walk it off, walking to the opposite corner now, turning just in time to see Shawn coming in with a flying forearm, knocking him back into the corner and again chopping away with the back of his hand over and over. He then grabs the arm and Irish whips Taker across the ring, Taker puts the breaks, reverses it and whips Shawn now into the opposite corner, Shawn falling back first upside down, then just like his idol dropping to the ring apron, running it up to the other top rope and flying off with an axe handle but Taker is right there and clasps him around the throat. Shawn manages to get a hard shot to the stitches on his injured head to get out of that.
“Taker still feeling the effects of that hellicious Cell match with Sting just over a week ago. And by good who wouldn’t? Even if you are the Undertaker, he still has to be hurting.”
Shawn now grabs the arm of Taker, exposes his chest and chops again, then whipping again but Taker reverses it again, sending Shawn once again upside down in the corner, and once again goes to the apron, running it but this time there is Taker who cuts him right off half way with a closeline, knocking him down off the apron to the floor. Taker now steps over the ropes and follows Shawn out, grabbing him, hoisting him up and dropping him chin and chest first into the security wall. The crowd around them reacting as Taker snarls at them and throws Shawn into the ring. He comes in now, kicks at the gut, then hoists him up and takes him to the corner for snake eyes, then running to the opposite ropes, and flying back with his flying closeline…but Shawn catches the arm! Pulls Taker down to the mat and applies the cross face, the crowd standing in shock and cheers. Shawn pulls on it for a moment, keeping Taker in the hold as long as he can until finally Taker is able to roll over, grab Shawn’s leg, heave it up, stand and drop back for a backdrop with authority which finally breaks them apart. Taker lies for a moment and then sits up with authority.
Taker now rises and waits for HBK to, and then hits the ropes and flies back with a hard running big boot to the face, whipping Shawn head back and sending him to the mat. Shawn stands, pulling himself up in the corner and then in comes Taker squashing him in the corner with the running body splash. Taker now grabs the arm, tugging on it and few times and then backs up and climbs the turnbuckle, walking the ropes for old school, Shawn however manages to pull him off the top, Taker however flies down off the top rope with a closeline.
“You know what JR; I think we better get set for it all over again. Shawn’s chances are fading fast!” Lawler exclaims.
“Shawn needs to get going here, that’s for sure” JR replies.
Taker now pulls Shawn up by the arm and work it over again, driving his shoulder into the elbow and then twisting it, going under and climbing the corner again, this time successfully delivering old school. He then waits for Shawn to stand, reeling back and grabbing him around the neck, hoisting him up but HBK able to drop down, delivering and forearm and then battering away at Taker’s head, grabbing the head and driving up down with a kick out DDT. Both men lay on the mat for a moment until HBK is the first to stand, going over to the corner and climbing the top rope, turning and waiting for Taker to stand before flying off with a moonsault, but Taker catches him out the air! However Shawn drops back behind Taker and dropkicks him into the corner, hitting the ropes and running back as Taker turns and then taking him down with a flying forearm. HBK lies on the mat for only a moment, and then kips right up to huge cheers. He then heads to the top again, the crowd going wild as he rises and flies off with the big elbow right to the black heart of the Phenom. He stands, but instead of dropping to the corner he goes to the outside and grabs himself a steel chair, folding it and sliding it back into the ring.
He then backs into the corner and begins to stomp as Taker rises, placing the chair on his leg and then firing out the corner for a super kick with the steel chair, but Taker catches the chair, takes it, reels it back…then gets blasted with sweet chin music! The live crowd exploding as Taker falls back like a tree to the mat.
“Yeah but now you have to get him to that gravesite” says Lawler.
Shawn now instinctively goes for the pin, then realizes, slamming the mat in frustration. He then pulls Taker up off the mat, grabbing the chair with the other hands and bringing both with him to the outside and pulling Taker up the aisle towards the grave. Finally after a few moments they reaches it, Shawn nails Taker in the back with the chair, sending him to teeter of the edge of the grave and turn as Shawn swings the chair…but clasps him around the neck. Shawn drops the chair, reaching for Taker’s hand as he swings around, heaves Shawn up and chokeslams him down into the pit! Taker now stands and goes over the bulldozer, climbing the steps and getting it, turning the key and starting to tip….when Shawn climbs out of the grave to a huge cheer, just avoiding his fate. Taker growls and this and comes to step out the cabin when Shawn jumps up and is there to meet him, pulling him down off the ladder and hammers at Taker towards the grave. He then grabs the chair and cracks it down hard over Taker’s head, leaving him to fall into the dirt. Chants of HBK start up as Shawn stands, reels back, ready for the super kick….when Taker hammers back, grabbing Shawn and whipping him into the yellow truck! Grabbing the head and smashing it off it over and over, until HBK is able to block it and smash Taker’s head into it, then pull back, hook the head and suplex Taker down into the grave. Shawn now is the one in charge; he walks towards the buzz dozer and stops, looking up. He then starts to climb. But no into the cabin, but on the roof. The crowd is going crazy as Shawn walks forward now into the arm of the truck, standing in the dirt, looking down at his target, taking a breath and leaping off with an elbow drop from the truck into the grave onto Taker! The arena goes nuts as Shawn disappears out of sight for minuets.
“Oh my God! Shawn is just putting everything on the line here to rid us all, of this evil Undertaker” JR exclaims.
After a few minutes Shawn emerges from the whole to massive cheers, groggily pulling himself up with a face that says ‘I wish I hadn’t of done that.’ Shawn now walks over to the bulldozer, climbing into the cabin…when from behind comes Mankind to huge boos. Mankind hammers into Shawn, backing him towards the grave and then locking in the mandible claw!
“No Damit no! This isn’t right! Shawn had the match won!” JR cries out.
“Mick Foley won’t let the Undertaker go!” Lawler replies.
Mankind now breaks the claw, walking over to the grave and pulling Taker out by the arm to deafening jeers. He then grabs the chair, and as Shawn stands, swings it, cracking Shawn’s head with the steel seat.
Undertaker now grabs Shawn and with encouragement from Mankind, scoops him up and tombstones him into the grave.
After a moment Taker crawls out for the pit, yelling for Mankind to get to the bulldozer.
