Post by Valdora on Dec 4, 2011 22:34:27 GMT
The Build
The World Wrestling Federation Raw December Week 1 2011
*Play Signature*
We fade in to panning the loud cheering crowd when…
*BONG*
The crowd goes nuts as the Undertaker appears on the titantron with Paul Bearer at his side. He now raises his head to look from under the brim of his hat out at us.
“People say that last night was the redemption of the Undertaker. That by destroying the Company I regained the respect I lost last year. But what they fail to understand is that last night was not the end. It was the beginning. I despise the twisted soul I became in my previous life but that was not the main motivation behind my actions. Last night was simply to prove a point. And that point is that Chris Jericho, The Company. From this time forth you are no longer safe. I will destroy each and every one of you, I will test you and I will cost you all you hold dear. And then Chris Jericho it will be you and I standing across each other in the ring. Then we will see how bad you are, how tough you talk. You want to taunt the reaper. Well now Chris Jericho, you and your Company have death knocking upon your door. And rest assured one by one you will all rest…in…peace…”
The crowd cheers as he lowers his head and the music kicks in. He then is gone from the screen and we begin Monday Night Raw.
*Play Opening*
“Well strong words from the Phenom to start us off for this episode of Monday Night Raw. We are live here in Houston Texas for what should be an epic Raw after an incredible Survivor Series last night! Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler at ringside, welcome to Raw.”
*Play Chris Jericho*
Chris Jericho swaggers out with a broad smile on his face, designer glasses and suit on with Cornette behind him. Both look extremely smug and pleased with themselves.
“Did Chris Jericho just miss the Undertakers words? He seems very happy for a man who is being targeted by death itself” JR comments.
“Because he know he can beat it JR! After last night Jericho proved he is the best in the world!” Lawler replies.
The music now dies as Jericho adjusts the title belt on his shoulder and has a microphone.
“I told you. I told Shawn and I told each and every one of you. I did not need the Company; I didn’t even need Jim Cornette. Last night I defeated Shawn Michaels fair and square in the middle of this ring by making his pass out cold from my Walls of Jericho. I proved that Shawn is no longer the greatest ever…I am! I am the best in the World at what I do! And each and every one of you need to stand up and recognize it! Last night you were all proved wrong when I showed just how good I really am!” The crowd boos as Jericho grins smugly out at them “and as far as the Undertaker goes…Undertaker you have been targeting me since you came back last month and I didn’t fear you then I don’t fear you know! First of all you need to actually show up for your matches on time and climb the ladder to earn a title shot so I won’t be seeing you for a very long time! So back on to important business at hand…last night at Survivor Series when I beat Shawn Michaels I proved I am the best wrestler today! This Championship belt says I am the best in the World! And I am feeling so confident that I can beat anyone, any place any time! That I am going to lay down an open challenge right now” he starts to undress his suit, beneath it is his wrestling gear “see…I’m dressed to compete. So if any of you backstage want to come out here and prove yourselves against the best in the world then by all means do so. I will face any man that comes out right now…that isn’t the Undertaker” loud boos “because he doesn’t deserve to face me! But other than him any man who wants to face me, step up to the plate and get out here right now!”
The crowd buzzes as Jericho now throws his suit to Cornette and waits in his gear, title belt in hand as he stares at the stage yelling for someone to get out here.
*Play Chris Sabin*
The crowd erupts as Chris Sabin comes out with Velvet Sky behind him, staring with a determined, focused stare into the ring. He now runs and slides into it as Chris begins to chuckle. Sabin though looks down at the WWF title and then back to Jericho with a stone face.
“You? The guy who lost the Tag title last night? What, because your teammate isn’t here tonight you need something to do? So you though you would grow a pair and try and face me? You are not even close to being in my league junior!” Chris is laughing with Cornette.
Sabin now grabs the mic “are you going to talk or wrestle?”
“Ha ha ok…ok little boy let’s wrestle. I’ll try not to make it too much of a squash match. Get me a referee down here!”
A referee then comes out and calls for the bell and this impromptu match is underway. Chris as first grins as he toys with Sabin, playing with him around the ring until he kicks Jericho square in the face and takes him down with a hard ensurguri! The crowd erupts as Jericho stands now deadly serious and sneers over as Sabin who gestures for him to begin it, Velvet Sky clapping on the outside. Jericho now lets out a cry of rage and charges forward.
The two then have a technical, fast paced aerial battle that goes on for 10 solid minuets, the crowd solidly behind Sabin. In the final moments Sabin flies off the top rope, but just like last night Jericho catches him in the Walls of Jericho! Turning into a full lion tamer as Sabin cries out and the commentators agree that it is over now. But then Sabin twists his body, pulls Jericho in for a roll up for 1…2…3!!!
The roof blows off, the crowd going crazy as Sabin’s music hits and he runs out of the ring into his girlfriend’s arms in victory. The two jump up and down for joy until Sabin now turns and gets his hand raised by the official, grinning down into the ring as Jericho as the fans are wild. In the Jericho is on his knees not sure what happened, his jaw on the floor as he stares wide eyed over to the ramp at Sabin. Then as Sabin celebrates up the ramp with the fans Jericho goes crazy yelling at Cornette, yelling at the referee and kicking around in ring in a full blown tantrum.
“Oh my God! Chris Sabin just beat the WWF Champion!” JR yells.
“No! It was a fast count! It had to have been! This was a fluke JR! We need a recount!” Lawler cries back in response.
“Folks we need to take a break but we will be back with more on this. Stay with us.”
When we come back our cameras are backstage following Chris Jericho who is on a tirade, smashing up the backstage area in a yelling fit of rage.
“Sabin! Sabin!” Jericho yells and then grabs himself one of the hands walking by, by the collar and throwing him up against the wall “where’s Chris Sabin?”
“I…I don’t know” the man with a headset stammers back.
Jericho grunts and then throws him to the floor; continuing to storm the backstage arena with our camera’s following as he now reaches the Company’s locker room and kicks the door in. The cameraman now holding the door open and following him in.
“Did you see that? Did you see what just happened! I was robbed!” Jericho yells as the Company as they all look up.
“Really? Looks to me like you were beat by a cruiserweight tag wrestler” Big Show says with a smug grin, the others all lower their heads trying to hide chuckles and smiles.
“Well maybe if you all had won your match last night this wouldn’t have happened! At least I beat Shawn Michaels and got rolled up tonight! You all couldn’t beat those losers with a one man advantage! So what if the Undertaker showed up! Your losing streak is rubbing off on me!” He now yells in Big Show’s face.
“Hey…take it out on the Rock” Barrett replies “he’s the one who was fresh and lost it for us.”
“Yeah, where is he anyway?” Miz looks around.
“Who cares?” Jericho snaps “because we are going to deal with this! We can’t have the locker room disrespecting us like this! So you are all going to help me make a statement of our own tonight…” Jericho trails off as he notices the camera now “hey! Get the hell out!”
He pushes the cameraman out the locker room and slams the door as the crowd can be heard reacting when we come back to ringside.
*Play King Kobashi*
The crowd boos as King Kobashi, the sole Survivor from last night’s first Survivor Series match stands in the middle of the ring, his hood up with a crown now attached to it, surrounded by aides and women in kimonos as one servant raises a microphone to his mouth.
“Be quiet and sit because the King of Japanese wrestling is about to speak” He says in broken English to loud boos “last night I beat Jushin Liger as his team and that should give me a Intercontinental Title shot! So Liger gets out here and gives it me!”
The crowd cheers as Kobashi turns his head towards the stage.
*Play Liger*
The arena explodes in cheers as Jushin “Thunder” Liger and Dusty Rhodes walks out onto the stage. Dusty having a microphone.
“You want a title shot Kobashi? Well it’s about time someone around here taught you some respect! It’s about time someone burst your bubble…because he stands the man who is the truly greatest wrestler from Japan in the WWF or anywhere else today baby” he points at Liger who stares right back “he is also a fighting champion. So you want a title match…he will give it right here tonight!” The arena erupts in cheers “we just have a few papers to sign as you know for it. So after that is all done the match will be later on. Good luck, you are going to need to it beat the 15 month reigning Intercontinental Champion!”
With that the music hits at Liger and Kobashi stare each down as we go to break, the title match set for later tonight.
Next it is women’s action is a triple threat match as its Ayumi Kurihara VS Trish Stratus VS Sarita. The women battle hard back and forth to crowds delight but in the end Trish ends the chick kick on Sarita to pin for the win.
We come back from break to…
*Play the Rock*
The Rock now jerks the microphone up to his mouth as the boos reign down.
“At Survivor Series the screw job did indeed go down…but it was not to the Canadian Chris Jericho…oh no! This time it was to the Rock! The Rock came to that ring, the general leading his army into battle like Custer. And he beat down the bald headed, peg legged bastard Steve Austin…1…2…3! He laid the Smackdown on Daniel Bryanson, but that wasn’t a fair fight because the Rock is over five foot! He put the boots into the jelly belled Samoan Joe! King, if you though that Kong made this ring bounce…you should have been on the apron when he ran around in it. And then finally he moved to AB….beat his candy ass all over this arena, put him through two announce tables and was about to finish him off when…but the lights went out and he FINALLY showed up! Of course he couldn’t turn up on time like everyone else in the match…of no he has to have a big dramatic entrance at the last minute because he is such a prima donna! Then again he might have come out at the start of the match…it just takes him so long to get down to the ring that he finally arrived 40 minutes in! We just didn’t notice!” Loud boos as the Rock looks out at the crowd and then continues “but the Rock digresses. See the Rock was blinded sided by this Johnny come lately and in the shock of the moment while the Rock was still wondering what the hell was happening his dropped the Rock on his head and beat him. That is the biggest pile of monkey crap the Rock has ever been a part of! The Rock would have even accepted if AB has beat him because at least he was out there for 40 minutes tearing it down, everything he did cost his team but he still wrestled for that amount of time! But the prima donor shows up late and takes the glory for 5 minutes of work! What a bunch of crap!” Loud boos again “but the Rock doesn’t blame himself for this…oh no! The Rock blames the Company! See the Rock did his best out there to carry to the Big Slow, the, should be German, Dolph Zigglar who looks like the bad guy from the karate kid movies! The reality star make a wish wrestler Miz…whatever a Miz is…and the limy Wade Barrett who actually hid behind the Rock long enough to last until the end with him! Barrett the reason your finisher is called the Waste Land is because you are a 6 foot, 2 and 50 pound waste of space! And finally, the supposed leader of this gallant group, to which the Rock says this; last night Chris Jericho you got very lucky last night when you beat the HBP but then you come on out tonight and get between by the curtain jerker Chris Sabin! What next? Is the Shock master going to come in and feud over the title with you! Oh…and speaking of overrated loud mouthed morons who think they have talent…Alberto Delllll…Really who cares! The Rock has seen on his twitter as his fans have sent him the videos of what you have been saying. The Rock only glanced at them but he saw that you were calling out the Great One…Del Reno you are as bout as much talent as the Houston Texans! Hell at least you get lucky every now and then” The crowd explodes in thunderous boos, we not get a shot of the Texan’s in the front row now yelling at him “Del Rio the Rock sees as you come on out in your renta cars and try to pretend to be a Rich Mexican…well no one believes it because everyone knows there is no such thing! But you try and get the push, try and get the ratings for your show by mentioned a real Superstar like the Great One! Del Reno if you want every want to come over to the WWF, a real wrestling company…maybe then you come and face someone on your level…I hear Amazing Red isn’t doing much these days! Maybe the Brooklyn Brawler, the Rock saw him still hanging out backstage! Because the Rock knows you may, may just be able to win that match….it not like you win any others. And all those Japs don’t count! The Rock could whip their ass in his sleep! No the Rock going to move swiftly past you Del Reno because nobody watched knows who I’m talking about so let’s move to real wrestling, let’s move on to the WWF” The Rock now adjusts the mic and speaks again “First things first; it seems that ever since the Rock got to the WWF there has been two choices. Option A is Dutton’s harem of dick suckers! Option B is the Company! Well the Rock says he is taking himself out of that right now! Company our deal is done! No one else will be riding the Rock’s coat tails and holding him down! Now the Rock is going to stand alone where nobody can stop him. Except perhaps the BS the Rock has had to put up with since he arrived! Who does the Rock blame for all this…who does the Rock blame for the racism? Who does the Rock blame for all the politics and screw jobs he has had to deal with! Karl Dutton…get you fat longed haired, four eyed ass to the Rock’s ring right now!”
The crowd boos as Rock glares up the ramp towards the stage in wait.
*Play Karl*
Dutton walks out and into the ring with an aggravated face.
“Come on! Cut the music! The Rock hasn’t got all night! Get your fat ass into my ring!” Rock rants as he enters and grabs a microphone, going up to the Rock who looks out at the cheering crowd “shut up cheering you redneck hicks! The Rock is sick of your cheers! You cheer Austin! Austin! Why? Because you beat you’re wives too!”
“What do you want Rock?” Dutton shakes his head at him.
“What the Rock wants is respect. How dare you put the Rock in curtain jerker matches?”
“I wouldn’t call the Semi Main Event….”
“Is it the last match for the title? No! The Rock can’t understand it! Don’t you want to take advantage of the Great One? Who else of your awful roster has been in films? The Undertaker? Oh the Rock forgot he was beat up by Hulk Hogan in one! Well the Rock beat Hulk Hogan’s ass at Wrestlemania! So why is he not getting title shots?”
“That was then and last night I seem to remember the Undertaker pinning you! I guess you didn’t hear you need to win matches, win number one contenders matches to get title shots around here!”
“Well put the Rock in a number one contenders match then!”
“I did! Last month…”
“That BS Gauntlet match? Please! The Rock won 3 matches that night, 3 hard fought matches” loud boos “but The Heart Break Cripple won one and got the shot. Don’t make the Rock laugh you piece of monkey crap!”
“OK then…I’ll put you in a number one Contendership match tonight!” The crowd roars.
“That’s better.”
“Against the man you know very well and have had some trouble with! AJ Styles!” The crowds explodes to that as the Rock raises and eyebrow at Karl.
“Fine! Fine the Rock is going to walk down here, whip AB’s ass….AGAIN! And go on to beat that jobber Chris Jericho! If ya SMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL what the Rock is cooking!”
With that Rock’s music hits and he walks out the ring, glaring at Dutton as he passes him.
Then it’s the semi Main Event of the evening as Jushin “Thunder” Liger’s epic IC title reign is in jeopardy against King Kobashi. The two have an epic 15 minuet strong style puroresu match with chops, holds and suplexes galore. In the final moments Kobashi is in control and signals for Orange Crush, lifting Liger up but Liger drops down out of it, kicks him in the gut and then rolls him in an inside up for 1…2…3!
The crowd roar as Liger gets his hand raises is handed the title, Kobashi glaring on as Liger leaves STILL the Champion.
Then when we come from break we are told our cameras caught an incident backstage moment’s ago.
We cut backstage to see Chris Sabin and Velvet Sky standing in the interview arena, talking to the Okerlund off camera getting ready for an interview when we come back on air. But then from the side comes in the Company lead by Chris Jericho, yelling orders as he and the others all but their boots in viciously. Velvet now jumps back, screaming and yelling for them to get off him. Jericho yells at her to shut up, then pushes her to the ground to heavy boos from the crowd. He then sneers and turns back to Sabin, ordering the others to lift him up. Barrett and Show now do so and as Jericho directs traffic throws him hard into the light stand, the light bulb exploding and sparking as it and Sabin fall hard to the concrete. Jericho then picks him back up, grabbing his hair and holding his now bloody head back and yelling at him “you are nothing little man! Nothing!” Before then throwing him hard through the interview stage backstage set, it collapsing and falling over Sabin as he now lies still. The company now all leaving, their job done as Jericho is the last to go, grinning down at Sabin and then Velvet as she runs in crying, yelling for help and leaning down over him as we fade to break again.
Then we come back to arena and…
*Play Santino*
The crowd cheers as Santino Marella comes out with the debuting Brent Albright, Santino walking down the ramp with a mic in hand.
“Ok peoples as you may or may not know, my name is Santino Marella” the crowd cheers “when you last saw me…it was probably on Sunday Night Heat with those FBI job people! But no more! Now you will see Santino on Raw again in the newest, hottest tag team in the WWF! I am here with my new friend here Brent Albright and we are going to dominate the Tag Team ranks” he now goes between the ropes and enters the ring with Albright following, folding his arms behind him “now all great tag teams need a name. And this will be no exception. Now after much thought we were going to call ourselves the World’s Greatest Tag Team…but it turns out that name is already taken. SO! From this time forth you can call us the Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team!” The crowd laughs as Santino bows with a grin to them.
“Is he serious?” JR asks in disbelief.
“And their opponents” Finkle cuts in.
*Play Armando Intro and NBK out*
Santino and Alright look on with somewhat unfounded determination as the new Tag Team Champions march out and down to the ring with Estrada leading the way with a cigar held high. The NBK then get into the ring with Worlds 2nd greatest tag team and destroy them, throwing Santino around like a rag doll and disposing of Albright when he tries to save it. They then hit the elevated cutter on Albright and then the decapitation on Santino for the definitive 3 count. The crowd laughing and cheering as Armando hands them their title belts and hold up their arms in victory.
Then the newly retaining Women’s Champion Hamada, with stitches in her head comes out for her match.
*Play Daffney*
The Goth chick herself Daffney makes her returns to face her. To begin with Hamada is in control, women handling Daffney…but then Daffney goes crazy beating the living hell out of Hamada back into the centre of the ring. She then heads to the outside and grabs a steel chair and enters the ring as Hamada now turns right into a hard shot. The referee now calls for the bell for the DQ. We now see Hamada’s cut from last night’s cage match has been reopened, pouring onto the mat as now Daffney drops down to her knees and sticks her long tongue out, licking the blood off the mat.
“Oh my God! That’s sick!” JR yells out.
“Hope Hamada’s not HIV positive” King replies.
Daffney now wipes the blood over her face and then leaves, looking almost like she has just had an orgasm as she heads to the back. EMT’s now heading into the ring help Hamada.
Then it’s our Main Event of the evening seeing AJ Styles take on the Rock for the number one Contendership for the WWF Championship. The two take it two each other, beating the hell out of each other around the ring for 10 minutes…until the Company run down and beat down on both men to thunderous boos as the match is thrown out by the official.
The boos gets louder and louder as they put the boots into Styles and Rock, Jericho yelling that they are making a statement.
*Play Austin*
The arena explodes as Stone Cold Steve Austin lead Danielson and Joe into the ring to fight the Company back. Beating them back across the ring. But the numbers, a size advantage still goes to the Company who use it and begins hammering them into the mat now. The lights then cut out to a massive cheer.
*Play Undertaker*
They come back up and the Undertaker in the ring, coming forward and hammering into any Company member in front of him. The crowd goes wild as Taker hammers away. He then grabs Barrett around the throat and chokeslams him down, then grabs the Miz and chokeslams him as well. The Company now grabs their fallen friends and head for the hills up the ramp, Jericho looking back with a pale face of terror holding his title close as they run up the ramp to the back. Undertaker stares on and then the lights cut out again and he’s gone. Then AJ now stands and looks over at Austin who glares back, then flips him off to a mixed reaction and leaves yelling something about all debts being paid.
Now finally the faces clear the ring leaving only a hand that grabs the apron followed by the Rock who pulls himself in and grabs the microphone off the mat as the smoke clears.
“What the hell is this bullshit? Dutton get your ass to the Rock’s ring now!”
*Play Karl*
“Cut the music!” Rock yells “only superstars get music not fat Goth idiots in a suit! It’s not even the proper version anyway! What you don’t have enough money to pay for Metallica?”
“Well…they do ask for a lot. What now Rock? I’m sorry the match ended like it did…but it’s out of my control” Dutton asks as he enters the ring now.
“Is the Rock going to get a rematch?”
“Next week…Raw is almost off the air.”
“Oh really? Well the Rock has a good idea of how to end Raw with a bang!”
“And what’s that?”
“The Rock is going to beat your candy ass!”
The crowd then react in shock as Rock hammers into Dutton beating him back and then driving him down with a Rock Bottom. He then goes outside of the ring grabbing a steel chair, pushing back yelling referees as folds it up and enters the ring, throwing it over Dutton’s head. He then reaches down and slowly pulls off his elbow pad and the boos reign down, he then spits on it, throws it down and then hits both ropes, dropping the Hollywood Elbow onto the chair onto Dutton’s head!
“Oh my God!” JR yells “he’s not a wrestler! Dam him!”
Rock now looks up, the crowd cheering as AJ and Bryan are back to chase him out of the ring. Rock runs into the crowd, looking back and he backs into the people, pointing and yelling that he has made his point. Danielson and Styles lean over the owner, calling for help and then trash talking back at the Rock, especially Styles who is yelling furiously. Rock grinning back as the signature appears and the show fades to black.
WWF December Week 2 2011
*Play Signature*
Last Week’s Smackdown! (Week 1)
-Smackdown returns on Thursday Nights!
-Update on Dutton’s condition. The board has hired a GM that booked tonights show, it will be revealed on Monday.
-The Miz and Barrett came out, Miz saying that is sick to his stomach of Samoa Joe. That he got lucky at Survivor Series and that he will put him down. Samoa Joe comes out with Bryan Danielson; the two challenge the Nexus to a match tonight. The Nexus accept.
-Daffney VS Daisy Haze: Daffney
-Daffney cuts a promo on the Women’s Division and Hamada for her actions on Raw.
-The Worlds 2nd Greatest Tag Team VS the FBI: The Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team!
-After the match Big Guido comes into the ring and the FBI start beating down on Santino and Albright when the Iron Sheik returns for the save. Sheik then shakes hands and joins them Santino then gets on the mic and says this is the start of a new faction. But since they are obvious not the A Team around here. They will be known from this time forth as “the B Team!”
-Kurt Angle came out and says he destroyed Mick Foley once and for all at Survivor Series, but a little cheap “Jap” stole the match from him when he eliminated him and would teach him a lesson tonight!
-Kurt Angle VS Hayabusa: Kurt Angle
-KENTA VS King Kobashi: King Kobashi
-Alex Shelly VS the Pope: Alex Shelly
-During the match the commentators updated us on the condition of Alex Shelly.
-Main Event: Bryan Danielson & Samoa Joe VS the Nexus w/ Chelsea: Nexus after the Big Show ran in and took out Danielson allowing Joe to be double teamed. Samoa Joe did fight back until Miz ran his head into the ring post, Show then through the out cold Bryan back into the ring where they hit the Waste Land Neckbreaker Double Team move for the 3 count. Samoa Joe would rise and chase them out of the ring but the damage was done.
Monday Night Raw
*Play Opening*
*Play the Rock*
The San-Francisco crowd is irate as the Rock makes his way down, sunglasses on, in his usual cocky manner. He enters the ring now and yells for the ring attendants to give him a microphone.
“So here the Rock us once again in…” he pauses then speaks in a camp voice “San-Francisco!” The crowd boos thunderously in return as he grins broadly at them then continues “so Dutton spent many nights in the hospital after what the Rock did to him and still is apparently recovering. I know…‘boo’, boo the Rock because you love that little wookie! Well the Rock says this; He hears that Dutton was never happier than in hospital…he hears that he has big grown men giving him bed baths daily! Something you people in San-Francisco know all about!” Massive boos again “but on to matters at hand. Seeing as how our moronic owner has taken an extended leave of absence, and seeing as how the General Manager has chosen not to reveal himself, unless it’s by laptop. The Rock is officially naming himself the General Manager of Raw! And he will make things the way they should have been from the moment the Rock came here from Dragon force! Or whatever that show was called! That idiot Mexican paid the Rock well and that’s all that mattered to him! Anyway so now that the Rock is the general manager of the WWF…he is looking to name a number one contender. And breaking down all the factors, all the numbers and all the variables he can do, he can come to no other conclusion than that of the AB kicking, Stone Cold crippling, Undertaker hating, the man that gets more poontang pie than anyone in this arena combined! The Hollywood Champion! The Great One! The Rock!” Thunderous boos as the Rock grins out at them with a raised eyebrow “so now that this show will actually get ratings higher than the NWA, NWO, Land of the Rising Sun or whatever that other show is called. Oh just so you people know Albert Del Reno is probably talking about the Rock on the other channel right now because the Rock made his penis feel small last week. It’s ok the Rock can translate…ahem…I say I’m great but really I’m a fluke, every win I get is by more senagans than I did to get the money for this suit and teeth. Blah Blah Blah the Rock doesn’t like wrestling, he only cares about money. Well at least the Mexican will get the last part right! Who isn’t here for the money? But now that people are watching…Chris Jericho come on out and get ready to go one on one with the Great One tonight…because the Rock can’t wait for Armageddon!”
The Rock now looks towards the stage, yelling for Jericho to get out here.
*Play Chris Jericho*
More boos as the WWF Champion makes his way out, belt in one hand, mic in the other and Jim Cornette following him down the ramp as he speaks.
“Rock…first of all the WWF hasn’t got that bad. And second of all I have far more business to deal with than come out and talk to you. As far as I’m concerned you no longer were worth my time the moment you turned against me! I am the World Wrestling Federation Heavyweight Champion of the world and that means I don’t have to answer to moronic idiots like you making your little jokes. If you want a title shot go to upper management and start winning your way up the ladder. You are owed nothing Rock. You like Shawn Michaels are the past…I am the present and the future of this title and this Company so go ahead and sing you nursery rhymes somewhere else!”
“Well the Rock has more of right to the WWF Championship that you do Jericho. Seeing as how the Rock wasn’t beaten by a curtain jerker last week!”
The crowd cheers as Jericho yells at them “it was a fluke! A fluke he paid for badly that night! Chris Sabin is history…history that will never ever be repeated.”
“Holly Jamolee! Jericho said ever without sounding like Eugene and the Ultimate Warriors love child!”
“You son of a…” Jericho now is about to jump into the ring to attack Rock but is held back by a frantic Cornette, Rock for his part is telling Jericho to bring it.
“Go on short change! Get into the Rock’s ring and he’ll show you what kind of Champion you are! See you are wrong Jericho…the Rock is now the General Manager and as the General manger he is booking himself to be whipping your candy ass in the main event! If ya smellllll……..”
*Play HBK*
The crowd goes wild as instead Shawn Michaels walks onto the stage, the Rock frowning at him and then raising the microphone.
“The Rock asked for the Champion, not the lazy eyed balding has been that lost to him last week! This is nothing to do with you HBP. Go to a ‘legends’ convention somewhere!”
“Hmmm….yeah sorry about that Rock, just thought I’d…”
“What? Steal the Rock’s rightful title shot again!”
“No” HBK shakes his head “I have a statement from the owner I think you will want to hear.”
“Oh God…there goes the ratings. Right to the fat Japanese guy. No no, continue.”
Shawn shakes his head as he straightens a piece of paper and reads from it “I would like to start with an apology to the WWF fans that I am unable to perform my duties for the foreseeable future. If this incident has taught me anything it’s that I need to stay away from the ring and let someone more capable handle the day to day operations. I therefore am here by naming a new General Manager of the World Wrestling Federation. I regret to pull him off the active roster to do so, but I’m sure this man will do a great job for the fans and the superstars. And this successor…” Shawn looks up for a moment as the Rock is yelling for him to just read the damn words “is Shawn Michaels.”
The roof blows off, the live crowd going nuts as the Rock and Jericho go berserk also.
“Oh what do you know? The backstreet banger has sucked his way to upper management!” The Rock yells.
“What makes you qualified? Who do you think you…”Jericho starts.
“I am Chris? I’m the Showstopper, the Headliner, the Main Event the Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels!” The crowd explodes in cheers again “and I am going to be running a tight ship around here starting tonight! First of all let’s start with you Chris…” He looks down the ramp at the scowling Jericho “you beat me last week, I am a big enough man to admit it. But see the night after…”
“Was nothing! He is nothing!” Y2J yells, being held back by Cornette again now.
“Well…we’ll see about that Chris. We will find out is Sabin’s a lucky man or a true contender. See even after what you and your gang did last week he has healed up and is here tonight. So…tonight in our Main Event you and he will have a rematch!” The crowd roars again as the Jericho goes nuts “so if it was a fluke Chris…you can prove it.”
“Fine I will! I will beat him tonight and prove to the world that last week was a lucky roll up! He will pay dearly for it with his blood tonight!” Jericho yells now.
“Oh yeah and the Company will be banned from ringside…now Rock” the crowd cheers as Jericho sneers at him and now we cut to the ring who just stares back in aggravation “you were wondering about the title picture. Now see there are a lot of men…ten in fact I believe that have rightful claim to a title shot right now. So we are going to sort them out…but only by half.”
“I see…stack the numbers you has been piece of….”
“Rock…I’m your boss and I’m speaking so shut up and listen!” The crowd cheers again and the Rock pouts “starting tonight those ten men…including you will face each other. And the 5 winners will go on with Chris Jericho here to an Elimination Chamber match at Armageddon for the WWF Championship!”
The crowd goes nuts as Jericho now throws his belt to the ground, yelling and ranting that this is bull crap. The Rock is also yelling and pointing in the ring about Shawn having to keep the Hollywood Champ down in a multi man match like this.
“And Rock your match…will be against you old friend Cactus Jack tonight!” The crowd roars again and the Rock goes crazy in the ring, yelling many things not fit for primetime TV.
“Welcome to the HBK era folks. Enjoy the Show!”
The crowd cheers again as Shawn’s music hits and he drops the microphone to the mat. Jericho is now having a tantrum on the aisle, Rock is trying to yell back a response in the ring but his mic has mysteriously cut off as Shawn grins and heads to the back as we go to break.
Then is women’s action as Michelle McCool takes on Daffney, still in a sick, evil mindset after her vicious and sick actions of last week on Hamada. McCool does put up a fight, even almost hitting a powerbomb but Daffney drops out of it, hitting the Daff Knees face breaker for the pin fall win.
After the match she rises, her long tongue out and an evil grin across her face as she rises and then screams for a microphone, bringing it to her mouth while still creeping around the ring on her knees.
“Hamada…last week I gave you a wakeup call that their isn’t only 3 women in the Women’s Division. I’m the Scream Queen Bitch and I thought I’d get your attention. But I knew if I asked for a title shot…you’d tell me to get in line. Well I’ve been in line for two years women! Now it’s my time so you continue to watch because I will continue to get your attention until you give me my shot at that championship.”
She now drops the mic to the mat and gets onto her hands, leaning down to the lick the mat now as we go to break.
When we come back we are backstage with Gene Okerlund.
“Well folks I am here right now with the Motor City Machine Guns Chris Sabin and Alex Shelly with Velvet Sky” the crowd roars as the three stands thanking and nodding to Okerlund “first of all Chris Sabin. We heard earlier that you will be in action later tonight. Are you in condition to compete after that vicious attack from the Company last week?”
“My Doc finally cleared me yesterday. I spent a couple of days in hospital being patched up back in Houston. But nothing was stopping me being here for Raw. Chris Jericho, you can’t get rid of me that easy!” He looks into the camera now “and you want to talk about last week being a fluke. Jericho last week I didn’t win by count out, DQ or by having my buddies help me out behind the referees back! I won last week by rolling you up…was that a quick and fast pin move? Yes! Does it make it any less a win? No! But if you want to use that as an excuse. I’ll make sure to pin you after hitting a big move tonight…maybe even the Cradle Shock!”
The crowd cheers as Okerlund nods and continues “Indeed. And if indeed you continue on this career rise of winning against World Champions and contenders. What are your future plans?”
“Well…not to be big headed Gene but if I have beat the WWF Champion not once…but twice. I guess that makes me in line for a WWF title shot” the crowd erupts for that one and now Shelly is gestures over and steps in.
“Well we didn’t hear from you last week Alex as you were away for personal reasons. What is your thoughts and what is happening to your partner? And no does it affect your plans as it retains to the Tag Team division?”
“Well I’m not one of those jealous types if that’s what you’re asking” Shelly grins “I’m not going to jump Chris and then fight him until we go our separate ways…maybe over Velvet here. No. That’s not me and that’s not the Guns style. We once again lost grip of those elusive Tag Team titles…but rest assured we will regain them again for the fifth time! But Chris…I got to ask you something.”
“What man?”
“Since your gonna be busy beating Jericho. I guess I will have to fill my time. And since you’re going after the big one I guess I will go after the next best thing” Alex turns to the camera now “Liger, I respect you man but watch out because you’re looking at the next Intercontinental Champion!” The crowd roars again.
“Well then” Velvet walks forward “guess the sky’s the limit. Here’s to the domination of the WWF by the Guns from the Motor City.”
She puts out her hand. Alex and Chris grin as they look at each other and put their hands in for the group rally. They then all throw their hands in the air and yell “Guns!” Before laughing and coming together in a group hug. Okerlund now walking in front of them as they laugh and talk their way off.
“Well, big words from the Guns. Back to you JR and King.”
We now come back for the first of the Elimination Chamber Qualifying matches:
*Play the Miz*
Miz swaggers out with Barrett behind him, looking very confident. So confident that he is yelling at the crowd that the Company is one step ahead of everyone, that they will have the last laugh. He now backs into his corner, looking on with a smug grin; calling for his ‘formality’ to get out here so he can beat him.
*BONG*
Miz’s face drops, going pale as he now looks in terror towards the ramp and the lights cut out.
*Play Undertaker*
Miz is in deep, DEEP trouble as the Undertaker makes his way out. He enters the ring and glares across the ring at Miz as he stares in fear back.
“The Undertaker said just last week that he is targeting the Company to get Chris Jericho. And the Miz is in the Company!” JR calls.
“No! Miz get out of there!” Lawler replies.
Miz tries to run, then tries to fight but it’s all in vein as the Undertaker beats the hell out him and throws him from pillar to post for another beating in each. He then goes to finish it with a chokeslam; Barrett now has had enough and gets on the apron. Taker throws Miz aside, comes over and hammers Barrett off the apron and backs right into Miz who drops him with the SCF. Miz now drops down and covers for 1! Miz picks him up and hits it again for 1…2 Barely 2 and Undertaker now throws him across the ring and then sits up. Miz looks in terror then gets determined and runs in hitting a Mizard of Oz Neckbreaker. Crawling over for the cover then stops seeing Samoa Joe coming down the ramp to a big cheer. Joe stands and the bottom of the ramp, folding his arms and glaring into the ring at him.
“My God! Miz is in between death and well…mutilation” says JR.
Miz now stands pointing and yelling for Joe to get out here. Barrett is now back up and runs around hammering into Joe but Joe fires back, beating the crap out of Barret and then T bone Suplexing him down hard onto the ramp. Miz watches this wide eyed now as Joe stands and stares into the ring at him with narrow, predatory eyes. Miz now backs off from him as the Undertaker sits up. Miz now backs right into the waiting Phenom who scoops him up and drops him with the Tombstone for 1…2…3!
“What! Miz was screwed JR! This isn’t right!” King yells.
“You think he would have gotten that pin?” JR replies
“After three finishers he might have!”
“Well all Joe did was come out and watch…but man did it unnerve the Miz. But the story is right there in the ring now” JR says as Paul Bearer now enters the ring and holds up the Urn high, Undertaker now dropping down to one knee and saluting it and the lights cut out and thunder and lightning rumble “the Undertaker has qualified for the Elimination Chamber. If possible Chris Jericho’s night has just worse.”
Taker now rising and follow Bearer to the back as Miz rises and look on in rage at Samoa Joe who grins and walks off himself. We then get a shot backstage seeing Chris Jericho looking on at Undertaker and swallowing.
We are now backstage with the World’s Second Greatest Tag Team and the Iron Sheik to a cheer.
“Hello peoples. We just would like to take a moment of Raw to announce to those of you who don’t watch Smackdown…how dare you be somewhere on a Friday night! But also we would like to announce that since last week the Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team is now the founding fathers of a new group. The B Team! Called so because we are never the Main Event, never even the middle card or even the starting match! We are the filler! The Jobbers or worse the matches in the Dark! But no more! We have united to be on not only Slap Down! But also on Monday Night Raw! And we have a new member in this B team. The man, the legend, the myth the Iron Sheik!”
The crowd cheers again as the Iron Sheik now walks in to stands beside them, now pointing at the camera as he yells “Iron Sheik was brought back a long time ago! But Karl Dutton you Jew fag! You not use the Iron Sheik! But now I’m here to beat the fuck out of all the phony Hollywood bullshit wrestlers!”
“Ha-ha Ok Sheik calm down” Santino shakes his head then looks at the camera with a shrug “he’s a legend.”
The crowd now laughs and cheer, we now fade back to the arena for our next match.
And it’s our second Elimination Chamber Qualifying match.
*Play AJ and Liger*
This one is a barn burner for sure. AJ and Liger tear the house down with a back and forth tour de force of technical and high flying wrestling. They transition from holds to flips to power moves, this one has everything. 2 Pele Kicks, a brain buster and CTB later the two are dripping sweat as they trade blows and chops back and forth. Liger then swings for a closeline but AJ ducks it and goes behind, kicking Liger in the gut, hooking him in and dropping him with a Styles Clash for 1…2…3!
The crowd gives a mixed response but they soon turns to total cheers as both men rise and shake hands. Two great competitors having battled, but only one man could win and it ended up being AJ Styles who now goes on to the Elimination Chamber match.
Then Alex Shelly is in action, hot off his promises earlier into a match with the Company’s own Dolph Ziggler. Sabin and Sky come out with Shelly, Ziggler with Sherri. The two have a solid match, the crowd behind Shelly all the way. Until Ziggler locks in the sleeper hold, syncing back on it….but then Shelly jumps up and rolls forward into a victory roll for 1…2..3!
The crowd roars as Shelly jumps into Sabin and Sky, holding his hand up in victory, celebrating wildly up the ramp as Ziggler looks on upon mouthed in the ring, Sherri screaming at the referee at the top of her lungs.
“Well I guess the Guns are as good as their word. They are starting out hot in singles action here in the WWF. And Sabin has his rematch against Chris Jericho later!” JR calls as Velvet and Sabin hold Shelly’s arms up and the three head to the back in victory.
“One down JR, but one very hard one to go” Lawler says as we go to break.
When we back the American Wolves are in the ring ready for tag team action, waiting on their opponents.
*Play the B Team*
It’s the in ring debut of the B team as the Iron Sheik teams up with Brent Albright with Santino cheering them on from the apron. The crowd loving them now as they head into action…and proceed to get their asses kicks. The Wolves hitting their super kick into German Suplex on Albright. Sheik now runs into the ring as Edwards covers him, but Richards gets in the way, tripping him up and falling to the mat just as the 3 is counted. We hear Sheik yell “fuck!” As the bell rings and the Wolves get their hands raised. Santino egos those sentiments.
“Well they are loved but the B teams debut wasn’t that great thus far” JR says as they head to the back in disappointment as the Wolves celebrate with the crowd.
Then it’s time for the 3rd and final Elimination Chamber Qualifier of the evening.
*Play Rock/ Cactus*
We step right back into 1999 as these two pick right up where they left off at that years Royal Rumble beating the hell out of each other all around the arena. But after Cactus grabs his 2 by 4 Rock gets wide eyed and runs…but Jack catches him and goes to swing it, but the ref grabs it and takes it away to heavy boos. Jack turns, yelling at the referee then turns right into a Rock Bottom for 1…2…3.
The Rock grins and rants to the crowd about how he is the next Champion, how no one will hold him down anymore as he heads to the back and heading into the Elimination Chamber.
Then it’s our Main Event of the evening and it’s the second battle of the Chris’s. Shelly and Velvet coming out to support Sabin as Cornette comes out, almost praying that Jericho has this.
Jericho takes this way more serious this time, targeting Sabin’s wounds from last week and viciously going to work. Sabin goes fire back using everything he has, throwing his body at Jericho to keep in this. The crowd is on their feet now after every move, chanting for Sabin. Jericho then shuts that up when he hits the bulldog and then the lionsault for 1…2…NO! Sabin kicks out to a massive pop. Jericho now cuts his hands in the air, picking him up and setting him up for the Codebreaker….but Sabin gets out of it and takes Jericho down with a dropkick, backing off and gesturing for Jericho to get up. Jericho slowly rises as the crowd gets louder and louder but then comes to life and runs in…but Sabin ducks it, grabs him and drives him into the mat with a Cradle Shock for 1…2…3!!!
The roof blows off as Sabin’s music hits and he drops back in victory, Shelly and Velvet yelling “YES!” And running into the ring, grabbing him, hugging and kissing him as the crowd goes nuts.
“Oh my God! Sabin has done it again! Chris Sabin has beats the WWF Champion for the second time! And this time Jericho has no excuses!” JR yells out. Cornette in now pounding the apron, head down on it. Jericho now gets up and it’s in a full blown tantrum, yelling at everyone, throwing the referee down after he won’t admit a fast count and then grabs a microphone as The Guns and Velvet are now back up the ramp, celebrating with the fans.
“Hey Sabin! Sabin!” Jericho yells, the music cutting off as Sabin and the others stop and look towards Jericho in the ring “Sabin you are on lucky bastard! I beat Shawn Michaels you little prick! Who did you beat before me? Tag Teams! Tag Teams! Cruiserweights! No, no! You are a lucky, lucky bastard. And I am so sure that if we get in the ring again I will beat you ass that I am willing to put something on the line. Now it can’t be the title since Shawn has me in that barbaric Elimination Chamber. But…if you beat me again Sabin. You will be the new number one contender and will get the next title shot after the Chamber!”
The crowd roars in approval as Sabin drops his jaw and raises his eyebrow, Shelly yelling “Whoah!” At the cheering crowd.
“That’s right” Jericho nods as now Cornette has ran into the ring, panicking at Jericho yelling for him to take that back “no! No Jim I won’t!”
*Play HBK*
Everyone now looks towards the stage as the new General Manager comes out.
“Wow Chris what a great idea. In fact I am official booking that. It will be Chris Jericho VS Chris Sabin and if Sabin wins he gets a WWF title shot. And it will take place at Armageddon!”
The crowd roars again and Jericho now goes crazy “What? What! Michaels your idiot! You already have me in a match that night!”
“Yeah I know. Don’t worry I’ll make sure this match is on first so you will have plenty of time to get ready for the Chamber match” Shawn smirks at Jericho who is now glaring in rage “Happy Thanksgiving!”
The crowd cheers again as HBK’s music hits. Sabin can barely believe what he is hearing, yelling, celebrating with Velvet and Shelly and the crowd. Jericho and Cornette shouting at each other in the ring as the logo appears and show fades to black.
Smackdown (Week 2)
-Stone Cold Steve Austin came out and cut a promo on how he would win his way into the Elimination Chamber on Monday. Big Show came out and said that he wouldn’t because HE was his opponent in the qualifier. Bryan Danielson then attacked the Big Show from behind ramming him headfirst into the staging and leaving him laying with Austin looking on.
-Hayabusa VS King Kobashi: King Kobashi via thumb to the eye.
-The Dudley Boyz VS the Worlds 2nd Greatest Tag Team w/ the Iron Sheik: The Dudley Boyz.
-Shawn Michaels came out and announced on Raw would be matches for the Tag Team and Women’s number one contenderships.
-Alex Shelly w/ Chris Sabin & Velvet Sky VS Amazing Red: Alex Shelly
-The Pope VS KENTA: The Pope
-Kurt Angle cut a promo on Samoa Joe saying he better get his head in the game for Monday because he WILL be going to Elimination Chamber and he WILL beat Samoa Joe to do it.
-The Natural Born Killers w/ Armando Estrada VS No Limit: The Natural Born Killers.
-Main Event: Wade Barrett w/ the Miz VS Jushin “Thunder” Liger w/ Dusty Rhodes: Jushin Liger after Samoa Joe chased of Miz for the distraction allowing Barrett to by planted with the Liger Bomb.
WWF December 2011 Week 3
Monday Night Raw
*Play Opening*
*Play Daffney/Ayumi/Trish*
Yes indeed we open Monday Night Raw with a triple threat match to decide who will face Hamada at Armageddon for her coveted championship.
These three women tear into each other, throwing everything they have in their arsenal at each other and getting the crowd more and more behind Ayumi and Trish as they do amazing move after amazing move, with Daffney shooting them off at the pass more than a few times heavy boos.
During the match a promo is shown Trish cut earlier today where we bashed Daffney, her words about the Women’s Division and what she did to Hamada two weeks ago. We are informed that Daffney indeed saw those words before coming out here tonight and we soon understand the fire of hatred in her eyes now as she tears into Trish big time.
In the final moments Kurihara goes for a spinning heel kick but Trish ducks it and nails her with the chick kick, turning…right into Daffney with the Daff Knees Face breaker for the 3!
The crowd boos heavily as Daffney’s music plays and she is announce at the number one contender. She gets her hand raised, scowling and sticking out her tongue at the camera before now demanding a microphone, her music now fading out.
“Seems I got my shot. But Trish….little girl you are in a whole lot of trouble bitch! You hate me huh? Well I ain’t too fond of you either! Let me show you!”
With that Daffney jumps on Trish and hammers viciously into her, yelling out with each shot as Trish tries to bring up her arms to block the barrage. The bell rings over and over but Daffney ignores it, standing and throwing the officials aside that have come in to pull her off. She then goes and grabs herself a steel chair, the crowd now buzzing with dread as she enters the ring, throws two refs aside and then places the chair around Trish’s neck! The crowd are yelling now for Trish to move, the referee shouting at her not to do it.
“No! No damn you! Not even you can be that twisted to do that!” JR yells.
Daffney looks out at the crowd with a wicked, evil grin to boos and then with one large step stomps forward and stamps on the chair, viceing it around Trish’s neck! The crowd reacts loudly now as Trish now has pulled her head out and is rolling around the ring holding her throat. Daffney watches this with sick satisfaction and then revels in the sight as when Trish turns over we can see she is coughing up blood, the red oozing down her chin onto her chest. The referees bend down over Trish and yell for a medic but Daffney throws them aside and then grabs the chair again.
“No! Damit no you sick, twisted…women! That’s enough!” JR yells over the noise.
She then places the chair over Trish’s leg now, leaning back to stomp….when the crowd erupt as Hamada hits the ring, chasing Daffney out of it. Hamada now looks on, title belt in hand, to Daffney as she backs up the ramp and then looks down at the bloody mess that is Trish Stratus then back to her opponent in two weeks time. Daffney has a broad evil grin upon her face, cackling as she heads up the ramp. Hamada narrows her eyes and shakes her head in return as we go to our first break.
When we come back our camera is entering a room where we can hear shouting and background noise. We then see the Motor City Machine Guns playing on a shooter on their XBOX as Velvet sits with her head in her hands watching bored.
“If I’m not interrupting…” Gene Okerlund enters.
The two pause their game and stand shakes their heads, Sky seemingly brought out of coma.
“No! No!” Chris replies as they walks around the black leather sofa to Okerlund “I was just busy kicking Chris Jericho’s ass on the new WWF video game! That is a sick game dude. You tried it?”
“No…can’t say I have” Okerlund shakes his head.
“Chris…the last video game he played was an Atari man! He’s old remember!” Shelly tells him.
“Oh yeah” Sabin now with a grin.
“Well, if we can get down to business I actually came in here because next you two are set to face two other of the WWF’s top teams to decide the number one contenders for the Tag Team titles. Given your twos recent singles success, is you focus on getting those tag titles back from the NBK?”
“Oh course! Gene if there is one thing we know how to do its multi task! We are both doing really well right now in singles but we are still the best Tag Team in the WWF bar none!” Shelly replies.
“Right,” Sabin nods “and hell if Chris Jericho can pull double duty at Armageddon then so can I. Tag Team titles numerous V we are on our way baby. We are gonna look sweet with two belts on our shoulders. I tag belt one each, and on the other the two biggest Titles in this Company the WWF and Intercontinental Championship!” Sabin motions this with his shoulders as he talks, both he and Shelly breathing in and looking up to the sky in dreamland.
“Man! Now that’s what I call domination! And we can make it happen!” Shelly responds.
“Damn straight we can! Oh and Jericho you might want to watch this next one to see the beating your gonna get in two weeks! Laters!”
With that they both point to their palms and walk off to a big cheer as Sky chuckles and follows them as they head towards the ring for our next match.
But before the match begins the Natural Born Killers along with their Manager Armando Estrada come out to do colour commentary as they look on to see who will face them at Armageddon.
*Play Guns/Wolves/Dudleyz*
These three teams tear it up with face paced, break neck tag team action. The Dudleyz hitting all the power moves while the Guns and Wolves but on a high flying, technical clinic against each other and the brothers from Dudleyville.
“The way we see it” Burchill says on commentary “we beat all these at Survivor Series! So it’s gonna be a walk in the park at Survivor Series!”
“I doubt it Paul, you had a lot of help from the other teams that night” JR replies.
In the final moments however the Guns are busy hammering into Bubba on the outside when in the ring the American Wolves hit their Super kick, German Suplex double team finisher for the 1..2..3! The Guns just short of running in to break it up on time.
As the Wolves celebrate and the Guns hold their heads and look on in disappointment the NBK now stand at the announce tables, holding up their tag team titles and glaring up at their new challengers. The Wolves for their part stare right back as we go to break.
Then when we come back…
*Play Austin*
The arena goes wild as the Rattlesnake Stone Cold Steve Austin makes his way to the ring, grabbing himself a microphone.
“Tonight, tonight Stone Cold Steve Austin is in the main event against the Big Show to see who will be in the Elimination Chamber. And trust me Stone Cold will be in that Elimination Chamber! If you think Stone Cold will be in the Elimination Chamber give me a hell yeah!”
“HELL YEAH!” The crowd yells back.
“Damn right!” Austin paces the ring as he speaks “now I already said as much last week on Smackdown and Big Show saw fit to let me know he would be beating me tonight for that shot” loud boos “but see Stone Cold has never been scared of anything, let alone giants. So Big Show you bring you big ass to this ring tonight and I will proceed to stomp the biggest mud hole the world has ever seen!” The arena erupts for that “then it will be on to Armageddon and it will be on to finally closing out what has been a hard year for Stone Cold. I came here with one goal in mine and one goal only and that was to become the WWF Champion again! To be the best in the damn world again. And it has been hell of a ride and along the way all year I bumped into a whinnying little brat Chris Jericho. And I beat his ass more that he has ever been beat all year long…but in the end Chris Jericho won every match we had. Not by being the better man but by having help! But see by taking out the Big Show tonight I will ensure that Chris Jericho will be all alone when he is locked in that cage. And unlike the Hell in the Cell that door will not be opened up for any reason! So at the Elimination Chamber I will finally pin that rat bastard to this mat! What? I said I will pin Chris Jericho to this mat 1”
“What?”
“2.”
“What?
“3!”
The crowd erupts in cheers.
“Stone Cold Steve Austin will then be your new WWF Champion. Oh Hell Yeah!”
*Play AJ Styles*
Austin is about to leave when AJ Styles walks out onto the stage, a microphone in hand as he walks down the ramp, Austin frowning on at him.
“Steve…I didn’t mean to interrupt you so I waited. But I got a few things I want to air with you and hell…let’s do it in public right here. I hear you have been bashing me a lot lately for what I did at Survivor Series, you even mentioned it last week on Smackdown to the whole world.”
“Yeah. You did screw up and you did almost cost us!” Austin rants back.
“I get that…but Austin I just would like you to remember that no one fought harder for that team than I did that night. I went through two tables to beat those Corporate SOBs.
“Yeah, and I got hit in the head with a damn ring bell!” Austin says to a loud reaction from the crowd who can feel the tension building “if it wasn’t for you we wouldn’t have even needed the Undertaker.”
“Alright. So you’re hung up on that. Fair enough, stuff happens but fair enough.
The World Wrestling Federation Raw December Week 1 2011
*Play Signature*
We fade in to panning the loud cheering crowd when…
*BONG*
The crowd goes nuts as the Undertaker appears on the titantron with Paul Bearer at his side. He now raises his head to look from under the brim of his hat out at us.
“People say that last night was the redemption of the Undertaker. That by destroying the Company I regained the respect I lost last year. But what they fail to understand is that last night was not the end. It was the beginning. I despise the twisted soul I became in my previous life but that was not the main motivation behind my actions. Last night was simply to prove a point. And that point is that Chris Jericho, The Company. From this time forth you are no longer safe. I will destroy each and every one of you, I will test you and I will cost you all you hold dear. And then Chris Jericho it will be you and I standing across each other in the ring. Then we will see how bad you are, how tough you talk. You want to taunt the reaper. Well now Chris Jericho, you and your Company have death knocking upon your door. And rest assured one by one you will all rest…in…peace…”
The crowd cheers as he lowers his head and the music kicks in. He then is gone from the screen and we begin Monday Night Raw.
*Play Opening*
“Well strong words from the Phenom to start us off for this episode of Monday Night Raw. We are live here in Houston Texas for what should be an epic Raw after an incredible Survivor Series last night! Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler at ringside, welcome to Raw.”
*Play Chris Jericho*
Chris Jericho swaggers out with a broad smile on his face, designer glasses and suit on with Cornette behind him. Both look extremely smug and pleased with themselves.
“Did Chris Jericho just miss the Undertakers words? He seems very happy for a man who is being targeted by death itself” JR comments.
“Because he know he can beat it JR! After last night Jericho proved he is the best in the world!” Lawler replies.
The music now dies as Jericho adjusts the title belt on his shoulder and has a microphone.
“I told you. I told Shawn and I told each and every one of you. I did not need the Company; I didn’t even need Jim Cornette. Last night I defeated Shawn Michaels fair and square in the middle of this ring by making his pass out cold from my Walls of Jericho. I proved that Shawn is no longer the greatest ever…I am! I am the best in the World at what I do! And each and every one of you need to stand up and recognize it! Last night you were all proved wrong when I showed just how good I really am!” The crowd boos as Jericho grins smugly out at them “and as far as the Undertaker goes…Undertaker you have been targeting me since you came back last month and I didn’t fear you then I don’t fear you know! First of all you need to actually show up for your matches on time and climb the ladder to earn a title shot so I won’t be seeing you for a very long time! So back on to important business at hand…last night at Survivor Series when I beat Shawn Michaels I proved I am the best wrestler today! This Championship belt says I am the best in the World! And I am feeling so confident that I can beat anyone, any place any time! That I am going to lay down an open challenge right now” he starts to undress his suit, beneath it is his wrestling gear “see…I’m dressed to compete. So if any of you backstage want to come out here and prove yourselves against the best in the world then by all means do so. I will face any man that comes out right now…that isn’t the Undertaker” loud boos “because he doesn’t deserve to face me! But other than him any man who wants to face me, step up to the plate and get out here right now!”
The crowd buzzes as Jericho now throws his suit to Cornette and waits in his gear, title belt in hand as he stares at the stage yelling for someone to get out here.
*Play Chris Sabin*
The crowd erupts as Chris Sabin comes out with Velvet Sky behind him, staring with a determined, focused stare into the ring. He now runs and slides into it as Chris begins to chuckle. Sabin though looks down at the WWF title and then back to Jericho with a stone face.
“You? The guy who lost the Tag title last night? What, because your teammate isn’t here tonight you need something to do? So you though you would grow a pair and try and face me? You are not even close to being in my league junior!” Chris is laughing with Cornette.
Sabin now grabs the mic “are you going to talk or wrestle?”
“Ha ha ok…ok little boy let’s wrestle. I’ll try not to make it too much of a squash match. Get me a referee down here!”
A referee then comes out and calls for the bell and this impromptu match is underway. Chris as first grins as he toys with Sabin, playing with him around the ring until he kicks Jericho square in the face and takes him down with a hard ensurguri! The crowd erupts as Jericho stands now deadly serious and sneers over as Sabin who gestures for him to begin it, Velvet Sky clapping on the outside. Jericho now lets out a cry of rage and charges forward.
The two then have a technical, fast paced aerial battle that goes on for 10 solid minuets, the crowd solidly behind Sabin. In the final moments Sabin flies off the top rope, but just like last night Jericho catches him in the Walls of Jericho! Turning into a full lion tamer as Sabin cries out and the commentators agree that it is over now. But then Sabin twists his body, pulls Jericho in for a roll up for 1…2…3!!!
The roof blows off, the crowd going crazy as Sabin’s music hits and he runs out of the ring into his girlfriend’s arms in victory. The two jump up and down for joy until Sabin now turns and gets his hand raised by the official, grinning down into the ring as Jericho as the fans are wild. In the Jericho is on his knees not sure what happened, his jaw on the floor as he stares wide eyed over to the ramp at Sabin. Then as Sabin celebrates up the ramp with the fans Jericho goes crazy yelling at Cornette, yelling at the referee and kicking around in ring in a full blown tantrum.
“Oh my God! Chris Sabin just beat the WWF Champion!” JR yells.
“No! It was a fast count! It had to have been! This was a fluke JR! We need a recount!” Lawler cries back in response.
“Folks we need to take a break but we will be back with more on this. Stay with us.”
When we come back our cameras are backstage following Chris Jericho who is on a tirade, smashing up the backstage area in a yelling fit of rage.
“Sabin! Sabin!” Jericho yells and then grabs himself one of the hands walking by, by the collar and throwing him up against the wall “where’s Chris Sabin?”
“I…I don’t know” the man with a headset stammers back.
Jericho grunts and then throws him to the floor; continuing to storm the backstage arena with our camera’s following as he now reaches the Company’s locker room and kicks the door in. The cameraman now holding the door open and following him in.
“Did you see that? Did you see what just happened! I was robbed!” Jericho yells as the Company as they all look up.
“Really? Looks to me like you were beat by a cruiserweight tag wrestler” Big Show says with a smug grin, the others all lower their heads trying to hide chuckles and smiles.
“Well maybe if you all had won your match last night this wouldn’t have happened! At least I beat Shawn Michaels and got rolled up tonight! You all couldn’t beat those losers with a one man advantage! So what if the Undertaker showed up! Your losing streak is rubbing off on me!” He now yells in Big Show’s face.
“Hey…take it out on the Rock” Barrett replies “he’s the one who was fresh and lost it for us.”
“Yeah, where is he anyway?” Miz looks around.
“Who cares?” Jericho snaps “because we are going to deal with this! We can’t have the locker room disrespecting us like this! So you are all going to help me make a statement of our own tonight…” Jericho trails off as he notices the camera now “hey! Get the hell out!”
He pushes the cameraman out the locker room and slams the door as the crowd can be heard reacting when we come back to ringside.
*Play King Kobashi*
The crowd boos as King Kobashi, the sole Survivor from last night’s first Survivor Series match stands in the middle of the ring, his hood up with a crown now attached to it, surrounded by aides and women in kimonos as one servant raises a microphone to his mouth.
“Be quiet and sit because the King of Japanese wrestling is about to speak” He says in broken English to loud boos “last night I beat Jushin Liger as his team and that should give me a Intercontinental Title shot! So Liger gets out here and gives it me!”
The crowd cheers as Kobashi turns his head towards the stage.
*Play Liger*
The arena explodes in cheers as Jushin “Thunder” Liger and Dusty Rhodes walks out onto the stage. Dusty having a microphone.
“You want a title shot Kobashi? Well it’s about time someone around here taught you some respect! It’s about time someone burst your bubble…because he stands the man who is the truly greatest wrestler from Japan in the WWF or anywhere else today baby” he points at Liger who stares right back “he is also a fighting champion. So you want a title match…he will give it right here tonight!” The arena erupts in cheers “we just have a few papers to sign as you know for it. So after that is all done the match will be later on. Good luck, you are going to need to it beat the 15 month reigning Intercontinental Champion!”
With that the music hits at Liger and Kobashi stare each down as we go to break, the title match set for later tonight.
Next it is women’s action is a triple threat match as its Ayumi Kurihara VS Trish Stratus VS Sarita. The women battle hard back and forth to crowds delight but in the end Trish ends the chick kick on Sarita to pin for the win.
We come back from break to…
*Play the Rock*
The Rock now jerks the microphone up to his mouth as the boos reign down.
“At Survivor Series the screw job did indeed go down…but it was not to the Canadian Chris Jericho…oh no! This time it was to the Rock! The Rock came to that ring, the general leading his army into battle like Custer. And he beat down the bald headed, peg legged bastard Steve Austin…1…2…3! He laid the Smackdown on Daniel Bryanson, but that wasn’t a fair fight because the Rock is over five foot! He put the boots into the jelly belled Samoan Joe! King, if you though that Kong made this ring bounce…you should have been on the apron when he ran around in it. And then finally he moved to AB….beat his candy ass all over this arena, put him through two announce tables and was about to finish him off when…but the lights went out and he FINALLY showed up! Of course he couldn’t turn up on time like everyone else in the match…of no he has to have a big dramatic entrance at the last minute because he is such a prima donna! Then again he might have come out at the start of the match…it just takes him so long to get down to the ring that he finally arrived 40 minutes in! We just didn’t notice!” Loud boos as the Rock looks out at the crowd and then continues “but the Rock digresses. See the Rock was blinded sided by this Johnny come lately and in the shock of the moment while the Rock was still wondering what the hell was happening his dropped the Rock on his head and beat him. That is the biggest pile of monkey crap the Rock has ever been a part of! The Rock would have even accepted if AB has beat him because at least he was out there for 40 minutes tearing it down, everything he did cost his team but he still wrestled for that amount of time! But the prima donor shows up late and takes the glory for 5 minutes of work! What a bunch of crap!” Loud boos again “but the Rock doesn’t blame himself for this…oh no! The Rock blames the Company! See the Rock did his best out there to carry to the Big Slow, the, should be German, Dolph Zigglar who looks like the bad guy from the karate kid movies! The reality star make a wish wrestler Miz…whatever a Miz is…and the limy Wade Barrett who actually hid behind the Rock long enough to last until the end with him! Barrett the reason your finisher is called the Waste Land is because you are a 6 foot, 2 and 50 pound waste of space! And finally, the supposed leader of this gallant group, to which the Rock says this; last night Chris Jericho you got very lucky last night when you beat the HBP but then you come on out tonight and get between by the curtain jerker Chris Sabin! What next? Is the Shock master going to come in and feud over the title with you! Oh…and speaking of overrated loud mouthed morons who think they have talent…Alberto Delllll…Really who cares! The Rock has seen on his twitter as his fans have sent him the videos of what you have been saying. The Rock only glanced at them but he saw that you were calling out the Great One…Del Reno you are as bout as much talent as the Houston Texans! Hell at least you get lucky every now and then” The crowd explodes in thunderous boos, we not get a shot of the Texan’s in the front row now yelling at him “Del Rio the Rock sees as you come on out in your renta cars and try to pretend to be a Rich Mexican…well no one believes it because everyone knows there is no such thing! But you try and get the push, try and get the ratings for your show by mentioned a real Superstar like the Great One! Del Reno if you want every want to come over to the WWF, a real wrestling company…maybe then you come and face someone on your level…I hear Amazing Red isn’t doing much these days! Maybe the Brooklyn Brawler, the Rock saw him still hanging out backstage! Because the Rock knows you may, may just be able to win that match….it not like you win any others. And all those Japs don’t count! The Rock could whip their ass in his sleep! No the Rock going to move swiftly past you Del Reno because nobody watched knows who I’m talking about so let’s move to real wrestling, let’s move on to the WWF” The Rock now adjusts the mic and speaks again “First things first; it seems that ever since the Rock got to the WWF there has been two choices. Option A is Dutton’s harem of dick suckers! Option B is the Company! Well the Rock says he is taking himself out of that right now! Company our deal is done! No one else will be riding the Rock’s coat tails and holding him down! Now the Rock is going to stand alone where nobody can stop him. Except perhaps the BS the Rock has had to put up with since he arrived! Who does the Rock blame for all this…who does the Rock blame for the racism? Who does the Rock blame for all the politics and screw jobs he has had to deal with! Karl Dutton…get you fat longed haired, four eyed ass to the Rock’s ring right now!”
The crowd boos as Rock glares up the ramp towards the stage in wait.
*Play Karl*
Dutton walks out and into the ring with an aggravated face.
“Come on! Cut the music! The Rock hasn’t got all night! Get your fat ass into my ring!” Rock rants as he enters and grabs a microphone, going up to the Rock who looks out at the cheering crowd “shut up cheering you redneck hicks! The Rock is sick of your cheers! You cheer Austin! Austin! Why? Because you beat you’re wives too!”
“What do you want Rock?” Dutton shakes his head at him.
“What the Rock wants is respect. How dare you put the Rock in curtain jerker matches?”
“I wouldn’t call the Semi Main Event….”
“Is it the last match for the title? No! The Rock can’t understand it! Don’t you want to take advantage of the Great One? Who else of your awful roster has been in films? The Undertaker? Oh the Rock forgot he was beat up by Hulk Hogan in one! Well the Rock beat Hulk Hogan’s ass at Wrestlemania! So why is he not getting title shots?”
“That was then and last night I seem to remember the Undertaker pinning you! I guess you didn’t hear you need to win matches, win number one contenders matches to get title shots around here!”
“Well put the Rock in a number one contenders match then!”
“I did! Last month…”
“That BS Gauntlet match? Please! The Rock won 3 matches that night, 3 hard fought matches” loud boos “but The Heart Break Cripple won one and got the shot. Don’t make the Rock laugh you piece of monkey crap!”
“OK then…I’ll put you in a number one Contendership match tonight!” The crowd roars.
“That’s better.”
“Against the man you know very well and have had some trouble with! AJ Styles!” The crowds explodes to that as the Rock raises and eyebrow at Karl.
“Fine! Fine the Rock is going to walk down here, whip AB’s ass….AGAIN! And go on to beat that jobber Chris Jericho! If ya SMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL what the Rock is cooking!”
With that Rock’s music hits and he walks out the ring, glaring at Dutton as he passes him.
Then it’s the semi Main Event of the evening as Jushin “Thunder” Liger’s epic IC title reign is in jeopardy against King Kobashi. The two have an epic 15 minuet strong style puroresu match with chops, holds and suplexes galore. In the final moments Kobashi is in control and signals for Orange Crush, lifting Liger up but Liger drops down out of it, kicks him in the gut and then rolls him in an inside up for 1…2…3!
The crowd roar as Liger gets his hand raises is handed the title, Kobashi glaring on as Liger leaves STILL the Champion.
Then when we come from break we are told our cameras caught an incident backstage moment’s ago.
We cut backstage to see Chris Sabin and Velvet Sky standing in the interview arena, talking to the Okerlund off camera getting ready for an interview when we come back on air. But then from the side comes in the Company lead by Chris Jericho, yelling orders as he and the others all but their boots in viciously. Velvet now jumps back, screaming and yelling for them to get off him. Jericho yells at her to shut up, then pushes her to the ground to heavy boos from the crowd. He then sneers and turns back to Sabin, ordering the others to lift him up. Barrett and Show now do so and as Jericho directs traffic throws him hard into the light stand, the light bulb exploding and sparking as it and Sabin fall hard to the concrete. Jericho then picks him back up, grabbing his hair and holding his now bloody head back and yelling at him “you are nothing little man! Nothing!” Before then throwing him hard through the interview stage backstage set, it collapsing and falling over Sabin as he now lies still. The company now all leaving, their job done as Jericho is the last to go, grinning down at Sabin and then Velvet as she runs in crying, yelling for help and leaning down over him as we fade to break again.
Then we come back to arena and…
*Play Santino*
The crowd cheers as Santino Marella comes out with the debuting Brent Albright, Santino walking down the ramp with a mic in hand.
“Ok peoples as you may or may not know, my name is Santino Marella” the crowd cheers “when you last saw me…it was probably on Sunday Night Heat with those FBI job people! But no more! Now you will see Santino on Raw again in the newest, hottest tag team in the WWF! I am here with my new friend here Brent Albright and we are going to dominate the Tag Team ranks” he now goes between the ropes and enters the ring with Albright following, folding his arms behind him “now all great tag teams need a name. And this will be no exception. Now after much thought we were going to call ourselves the World’s Greatest Tag Team…but it turns out that name is already taken. SO! From this time forth you can call us the Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team!” The crowd laughs as Santino bows with a grin to them.
“Is he serious?” JR asks in disbelief.
“And their opponents” Finkle cuts in.
*Play Armando Intro and NBK out*
Santino and Alright look on with somewhat unfounded determination as the new Tag Team Champions march out and down to the ring with Estrada leading the way with a cigar held high. The NBK then get into the ring with Worlds 2nd greatest tag team and destroy them, throwing Santino around like a rag doll and disposing of Albright when he tries to save it. They then hit the elevated cutter on Albright and then the decapitation on Santino for the definitive 3 count. The crowd laughing and cheering as Armando hands them their title belts and hold up their arms in victory.
Then the newly retaining Women’s Champion Hamada, with stitches in her head comes out for her match.
*Play Daffney*
The Goth chick herself Daffney makes her returns to face her. To begin with Hamada is in control, women handling Daffney…but then Daffney goes crazy beating the living hell out of Hamada back into the centre of the ring. She then heads to the outside and grabs a steel chair and enters the ring as Hamada now turns right into a hard shot. The referee now calls for the bell for the DQ. We now see Hamada’s cut from last night’s cage match has been reopened, pouring onto the mat as now Daffney drops down to her knees and sticks her long tongue out, licking the blood off the mat.
“Oh my God! That’s sick!” JR yells out.
“Hope Hamada’s not HIV positive” King replies.
Daffney now wipes the blood over her face and then leaves, looking almost like she has just had an orgasm as she heads to the back. EMT’s now heading into the ring help Hamada.
Then it’s our Main Event of the evening seeing AJ Styles take on the Rock for the number one Contendership for the WWF Championship. The two take it two each other, beating the hell out of each other around the ring for 10 minutes…until the Company run down and beat down on both men to thunderous boos as the match is thrown out by the official.
The boos gets louder and louder as they put the boots into Styles and Rock, Jericho yelling that they are making a statement.
*Play Austin*
The arena explodes as Stone Cold Steve Austin lead Danielson and Joe into the ring to fight the Company back. Beating them back across the ring. But the numbers, a size advantage still goes to the Company who use it and begins hammering them into the mat now. The lights then cut out to a massive cheer.
*Play Undertaker*
They come back up and the Undertaker in the ring, coming forward and hammering into any Company member in front of him. The crowd goes wild as Taker hammers away. He then grabs Barrett around the throat and chokeslams him down, then grabs the Miz and chokeslams him as well. The Company now grabs their fallen friends and head for the hills up the ramp, Jericho looking back with a pale face of terror holding his title close as they run up the ramp to the back. Undertaker stares on and then the lights cut out again and he’s gone. Then AJ now stands and looks over at Austin who glares back, then flips him off to a mixed reaction and leaves yelling something about all debts being paid.
Now finally the faces clear the ring leaving only a hand that grabs the apron followed by the Rock who pulls himself in and grabs the microphone off the mat as the smoke clears.
“What the hell is this bullshit? Dutton get your ass to the Rock’s ring now!”
*Play Karl*
“Cut the music!” Rock yells “only superstars get music not fat Goth idiots in a suit! It’s not even the proper version anyway! What you don’t have enough money to pay for Metallica?”
“Well…they do ask for a lot. What now Rock? I’m sorry the match ended like it did…but it’s out of my control” Dutton asks as he enters the ring now.
“Is the Rock going to get a rematch?”
“Next week…Raw is almost off the air.”
“Oh really? Well the Rock has a good idea of how to end Raw with a bang!”
“And what’s that?”
“The Rock is going to beat your candy ass!”
The crowd then react in shock as Rock hammers into Dutton beating him back and then driving him down with a Rock Bottom. He then goes outside of the ring grabbing a steel chair, pushing back yelling referees as folds it up and enters the ring, throwing it over Dutton’s head. He then reaches down and slowly pulls off his elbow pad and the boos reign down, he then spits on it, throws it down and then hits both ropes, dropping the Hollywood Elbow onto the chair onto Dutton’s head!
“Oh my God!” JR yells “he’s not a wrestler! Dam him!”
Rock now looks up, the crowd cheering as AJ and Bryan are back to chase him out of the ring. Rock runs into the crowd, looking back and he backs into the people, pointing and yelling that he has made his point. Danielson and Styles lean over the owner, calling for help and then trash talking back at the Rock, especially Styles who is yelling furiously. Rock grinning back as the signature appears and the show fades to black.
WWF December Week 2 2011
*Play Signature*
Last Week’s Smackdown! (Week 1)
-Smackdown returns on Thursday Nights!
-Update on Dutton’s condition. The board has hired a GM that booked tonights show, it will be revealed on Monday.
-The Miz and Barrett came out, Miz saying that is sick to his stomach of Samoa Joe. That he got lucky at Survivor Series and that he will put him down. Samoa Joe comes out with Bryan Danielson; the two challenge the Nexus to a match tonight. The Nexus accept.
-Daffney VS Daisy Haze: Daffney
-Daffney cuts a promo on the Women’s Division and Hamada for her actions on Raw.
-The Worlds 2nd Greatest Tag Team VS the FBI: The Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team!
-After the match Big Guido comes into the ring and the FBI start beating down on Santino and Albright when the Iron Sheik returns for the save. Sheik then shakes hands and joins them Santino then gets on the mic and says this is the start of a new faction. But since they are obvious not the A Team around here. They will be known from this time forth as “the B Team!”
-Kurt Angle came out and says he destroyed Mick Foley once and for all at Survivor Series, but a little cheap “Jap” stole the match from him when he eliminated him and would teach him a lesson tonight!
-Kurt Angle VS Hayabusa: Kurt Angle
-KENTA VS King Kobashi: King Kobashi
-Alex Shelly VS the Pope: Alex Shelly
-During the match the commentators updated us on the condition of Alex Shelly.
-Main Event: Bryan Danielson & Samoa Joe VS the Nexus w/ Chelsea: Nexus after the Big Show ran in and took out Danielson allowing Joe to be double teamed. Samoa Joe did fight back until Miz ran his head into the ring post, Show then through the out cold Bryan back into the ring where they hit the Waste Land Neckbreaker Double Team move for the 3 count. Samoa Joe would rise and chase them out of the ring but the damage was done.
Monday Night Raw
*Play Opening*
*Play the Rock*
The San-Francisco crowd is irate as the Rock makes his way down, sunglasses on, in his usual cocky manner. He enters the ring now and yells for the ring attendants to give him a microphone.
“So here the Rock us once again in…” he pauses then speaks in a camp voice “San-Francisco!” The crowd boos thunderously in return as he grins broadly at them then continues “so Dutton spent many nights in the hospital after what the Rock did to him and still is apparently recovering. I know…‘boo’, boo the Rock because you love that little wookie! Well the Rock says this; He hears that Dutton was never happier than in hospital…he hears that he has big grown men giving him bed baths daily! Something you people in San-Francisco know all about!” Massive boos again “but on to matters at hand. Seeing as how our moronic owner has taken an extended leave of absence, and seeing as how the General Manager has chosen not to reveal himself, unless it’s by laptop. The Rock is officially naming himself the General Manager of Raw! And he will make things the way they should have been from the moment the Rock came here from Dragon force! Or whatever that show was called! That idiot Mexican paid the Rock well and that’s all that mattered to him! Anyway so now that the Rock is the general manager of the WWF…he is looking to name a number one contender. And breaking down all the factors, all the numbers and all the variables he can do, he can come to no other conclusion than that of the AB kicking, Stone Cold crippling, Undertaker hating, the man that gets more poontang pie than anyone in this arena combined! The Hollywood Champion! The Great One! The Rock!” Thunderous boos as the Rock grins out at them with a raised eyebrow “so now that this show will actually get ratings higher than the NWA, NWO, Land of the Rising Sun or whatever that other show is called. Oh just so you people know Albert Del Reno is probably talking about the Rock on the other channel right now because the Rock made his penis feel small last week. It’s ok the Rock can translate…ahem…I say I’m great but really I’m a fluke, every win I get is by more senagans than I did to get the money for this suit and teeth. Blah Blah Blah the Rock doesn’t like wrestling, he only cares about money. Well at least the Mexican will get the last part right! Who isn’t here for the money? But now that people are watching…Chris Jericho come on out and get ready to go one on one with the Great One tonight…because the Rock can’t wait for Armageddon!”
The Rock now looks towards the stage, yelling for Jericho to get out here.
*Play Chris Jericho*
More boos as the WWF Champion makes his way out, belt in one hand, mic in the other and Jim Cornette following him down the ramp as he speaks.
“Rock…first of all the WWF hasn’t got that bad. And second of all I have far more business to deal with than come out and talk to you. As far as I’m concerned you no longer were worth my time the moment you turned against me! I am the World Wrestling Federation Heavyweight Champion of the world and that means I don’t have to answer to moronic idiots like you making your little jokes. If you want a title shot go to upper management and start winning your way up the ladder. You are owed nothing Rock. You like Shawn Michaels are the past…I am the present and the future of this title and this Company so go ahead and sing you nursery rhymes somewhere else!”
“Well the Rock has more of right to the WWF Championship that you do Jericho. Seeing as how the Rock wasn’t beaten by a curtain jerker last week!”
The crowd cheers as Jericho yells at them “it was a fluke! A fluke he paid for badly that night! Chris Sabin is history…history that will never ever be repeated.”
“Holly Jamolee! Jericho said ever without sounding like Eugene and the Ultimate Warriors love child!”
“You son of a…” Jericho now is about to jump into the ring to attack Rock but is held back by a frantic Cornette, Rock for his part is telling Jericho to bring it.
“Go on short change! Get into the Rock’s ring and he’ll show you what kind of Champion you are! See you are wrong Jericho…the Rock is now the General Manager and as the General manger he is booking himself to be whipping your candy ass in the main event! If ya smellllll……..”
*Play HBK*
The crowd goes wild as instead Shawn Michaels walks onto the stage, the Rock frowning at him and then raising the microphone.
“The Rock asked for the Champion, not the lazy eyed balding has been that lost to him last week! This is nothing to do with you HBP. Go to a ‘legends’ convention somewhere!”
“Hmmm….yeah sorry about that Rock, just thought I’d…”
“What? Steal the Rock’s rightful title shot again!”
“No” HBK shakes his head “I have a statement from the owner I think you will want to hear.”
“Oh God…there goes the ratings. Right to the fat Japanese guy. No no, continue.”
Shawn shakes his head as he straightens a piece of paper and reads from it “I would like to start with an apology to the WWF fans that I am unable to perform my duties for the foreseeable future. If this incident has taught me anything it’s that I need to stay away from the ring and let someone more capable handle the day to day operations. I therefore am here by naming a new General Manager of the World Wrestling Federation. I regret to pull him off the active roster to do so, but I’m sure this man will do a great job for the fans and the superstars. And this successor…” Shawn looks up for a moment as the Rock is yelling for him to just read the damn words “is Shawn Michaels.”
The roof blows off, the live crowd going nuts as the Rock and Jericho go berserk also.
“Oh what do you know? The backstreet banger has sucked his way to upper management!” The Rock yells.
“What makes you qualified? Who do you think you…”Jericho starts.
“I am Chris? I’m the Showstopper, the Headliner, the Main Event the Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels!” The crowd explodes in cheers again “and I am going to be running a tight ship around here starting tonight! First of all let’s start with you Chris…” He looks down the ramp at the scowling Jericho “you beat me last week, I am a big enough man to admit it. But see the night after…”
“Was nothing! He is nothing!” Y2J yells, being held back by Cornette again now.
“Well…we’ll see about that Chris. We will find out is Sabin’s a lucky man or a true contender. See even after what you and your gang did last week he has healed up and is here tonight. So…tonight in our Main Event you and he will have a rematch!” The crowd roars again as the Jericho goes nuts “so if it was a fluke Chris…you can prove it.”
“Fine I will! I will beat him tonight and prove to the world that last week was a lucky roll up! He will pay dearly for it with his blood tonight!” Jericho yells now.
“Oh yeah and the Company will be banned from ringside…now Rock” the crowd cheers as Jericho sneers at him and now we cut to the ring who just stares back in aggravation “you were wondering about the title picture. Now see there are a lot of men…ten in fact I believe that have rightful claim to a title shot right now. So we are going to sort them out…but only by half.”
“I see…stack the numbers you has been piece of….”
“Rock…I’m your boss and I’m speaking so shut up and listen!” The crowd cheers again and the Rock pouts “starting tonight those ten men…including you will face each other. And the 5 winners will go on with Chris Jericho here to an Elimination Chamber match at Armageddon for the WWF Championship!”
The crowd goes nuts as Jericho now throws his belt to the ground, yelling and ranting that this is bull crap. The Rock is also yelling and pointing in the ring about Shawn having to keep the Hollywood Champ down in a multi man match like this.
“And Rock your match…will be against you old friend Cactus Jack tonight!” The crowd roars again and the Rock goes crazy in the ring, yelling many things not fit for primetime TV.
“Welcome to the HBK era folks. Enjoy the Show!”
The crowd cheers again as Shawn’s music hits and he drops the microphone to the mat. Jericho is now having a tantrum on the aisle, Rock is trying to yell back a response in the ring but his mic has mysteriously cut off as Shawn grins and heads to the back as we go to break.
Then is women’s action as Michelle McCool takes on Daffney, still in a sick, evil mindset after her vicious and sick actions of last week on Hamada. McCool does put up a fight, even almost hitting a powerbomb but Daffney drops out of it, hitting the Daff Knees face breaker for the pin fall win.
After the match she rises, her long tongue out and an evil grin across her face as she rises and then screams for a microphone, bringing it to her mouth while still creeping around the ring on her knees.
“Hamada…last week I gave you a wakeup call that their isn’t only 3 women in the Women’s Division. I’m the Scream Queen Bitch and I thought I’d get your attention. But I knew if I asked for a title shot…you’d tell me to get in line. Well I’ve been in line for two years women! Now it’s my time so you continue to watch because I will continue to get your attention until you give me my shot at that championship.”
She now drops the mic to the mat and gets onto her hands, leaning down to the lick the mat now as we go to break.
When we come back we are backstage with Gene Okerlund.
“Well folks I am here right now with the Motor City Machine Guns Chris Sabin and Alex Shelly with Velvet Sky” the crowd roars as the three stands thanking and nodding to Okerlund “first of all Chris Sabin. We heard earlier that you will be in action later tonight. Are you in condition to compete after that vicious attack from the Company last week?”
“My Doc finally cleared me yesterday. I spent a couple of days in hospital being patched up back in Houston. But nothing was stopping me being here for Raw. Chris Jericho, you can’t get rid of me that easy!” He looks into the camera now “and you want to talk about last week being a fluke. Jericho last week I didn’t win by count out, DQ or by having my buddies help me out behind the referees back! I won last week by rolling you up…was that a quick and fast pin move? Yes! Does it make it any less a win? No! But if you want to use that as an excuse. I’ll make sure to pin you after hitting a big move tonight…maybe even the Cradle Shock!”
The crowd cheers as Okerlund nods and continues “Indeed. And if indeed you continue on this career rise of winning against World Champions and contenders. What are your future plans?”
“Well…not to be big headed Gene but if I have beat the WWF Champion not once…but twice. I guess that makes me in line for a WWF title shot” the crowd erupts for that one and now Shelly is gestures over and steps in.
“Well we didn’t hear from you last week Alex as you were away for personal reasons. What is your thoughts and what is happening to your partner? And no does it affect your plans as it retains to the Tag Team division?”
“Well I’m not one of those jealous types if that’s what you’re asking” Shelly grins “I’m not going to jump Chris and then fight him until we go our separate ways…maybe over Velvet here. No. That’s not me and that’s not the Guns style. We once again lost grip of those elusive Tag Team titles…but rest assured we will regain them again for the fifth time! But Chris…I got to ask you something.”
“What man?”
“Since your gonna be busy beating Jericho. I guess I will have to fill my time. And since you’re going after the big one I guess I will go after the next best thing” Alex turns to the camera now “Liger, I respect you man but watch out because you’re looking at the next Intercontinental Champion!” The crowd roars again.
“Well then” Velvet walks forward “guess the sky’s the limit. Here’s to the domination of the WWF by the Guns from the Motor City.”
She puts out her hand. Alex and Chris grin as they look at each other and put their hands in for the group rally. They then all throw their hands in the air and yell “Guns!” Before laughing and coming together in a group hug. Okerlund now walking in front of them as they laugh and talk their way off.
“Well, big words from the Guns. Back to you JR and King.”
We now come back for the first of the Elimination Chamber Qualifying matches:
*Play the Miz*
Miz swaggers out with Barrett behind him, looking very confident. So confident that he is yelling at the crowd that the Company is one step ahead of everyone, that they will have the last laugh. He now backs into his corner, looking on with a smug grin; calling for his ‘formality’ to get out here so he can beat him.
*BONG*
Miz’s face drops, going pale as he now looks in terror towards the ramp and the lights cut out.
*Play Undertaker*
Miz is in deep, DEEP trouble as the Undertaker makes his way out. He enters the ring and glares across the ring at Miz as he stares in fear back.
“The Undertaker said just last week that he is targeting the Company to get Chris Jericho. And the Miz is in the Company!” JR calls.
“No! Miz get out of there!” Lawler replies.
Miz tries to run, then tries to fight but it’s all in vein as the Undertaker beats the hell out him and throws him from pillar to post for another beating in each. He then goes to finish it with a chokeslam; Barrett now has had enough and gets on the apron. Taker throws Miz aside, comes over and hammers Barrett off the apron and backs right into Miz who drops him with the SCF. Miz now drops down and covers for 1! Miz picks him up and hits it again for 1…2 Barely 2 and Undertaker now throws him across the ring and then sits up. Miz looks in terror then gets determined and runs in hitting a Mizard of Oz Neckbreaker. Crawling over for the cover then stops seeing Samoa Joe coming down the ramp to a big cheer. Joe stands and the bottom of the ramp, folding his arms and glaring into the ring at him.
“My God! Miz is in between death and well…mutilation” says JR.
Miz now stands pointing and yelling for Joe to get out here. Barrett is now back up and runs around hammering into Joe but Joe fires back, beating the crap out of Barret and then T bone Suplexing him down hard onto the ramp. Miz watches this wide eyed now as Joe stands and stares into the ring at him with narrow, predatory eyes. Miz now backs off from him as the Undertaker sits up. Miz now backs right into the waiting Phenom who scoops him up and drops him with the Tombstone for 1…2…3!
“What! Miz was screwed JR! This isn’t right!” King yells.
“You think he would have gotten that pin?” JR replies
“After three finishers he might have!”
“Well all Joe did was come out and watch…but man did it unnerve the Miz. But the story is right there in the ring now” JR says as Paul Bearer now enters the ring and holds up the Urn high, Undertaker now dropping down to one knee and saluting it and the lights cut out and thunder and lightning rumble “the Undertaker has qualified for the Elimination Chamber. If possible Chris Jericho’s night has just worse.”
Taker now rising and follow Bearer to the back as Miz rises and look on in rage at Samoa Joe who grins and walks off himself. We then get a shot backstage seeing Chris Jericho looking on at Undertaker and swallowing.
We are now backstage with the World’s Second Greatest Tag Team and the Iron Sheik to a cheer.
“Hello peoples. We just would like to take a moment of Raw to announce to those of you who don’t watch Smackdown…how dare you be somewhere on a Friday night! But also we would like to announce that since last week the Worlds Second Greatest Tag Team is now the founding fathers of a new group. The B Team! Called so because we are never the Main Event, never even the middle card or even the starting match! We are the filler! The Jobbers or worse the matches in the Dark! But no more! We have united to be on not only Slap Down! But also on Monday Night Raw! And we have a new member in this B team. The man, the legend, the myth the Iron Sheik!”
The crowd cheers again as the Iron Sheik now walks in to stands beside them, now pointing at the camera as he yells “Iron Sheik was brought back a long time ago! But Karl Dutton you Jew fag! You not use the Iron Sheik! But now I’m here to beat the fuck out of all the phony Hollywood bullshit wrestlers!”
“Ha-ha Ok Sheik calm down” Santino shakes his head then looks at the camera with a shrug “he’s a legend.”
The crowd now laughs and cheer, we now fade back to the arena for our next match.
And it’s our second Elimination Chamber Qualifying match.
*Play AJ and Liger*
This one is a barn burner for sure. AJ and Liger tear the house down with a back and forth tour de force of technical and high flying wrestling. They transition from holds to flips to power moves, this one has everything. 2 Pele Kicks, a brain buster and CTB later the two are dripping sweat as they trade blows and chops back and forth. Liger then swings for a closeline but AJ ducks it and goes behind, kicking Liger in the gut, hooking him in and dropping him with a Styles Clash for 1…2…3!
The crowd gives a mixed response but they soon turns to total cheers as both men rise and shake hands. Two great competitors having battled, but only one man could win and it ended up being AJ Styles who now goes on to the Elimination Chamber match.
Then Alex Shelly is in action, hot off his promises earlier into a match with the Company’s own Dolph Ziggler. Sabin and Sky come out with Shelly, Ziggler with Sherri. The two have a solid match, the crowd behind Shelly all the way. Until Ziggler locks in the sleeper hold, syncing back on it….but then Shelly jumps up and rolls forward into a victory roll for 1…2..3!
The crowd roars as Shelly jumps into Sabin and Sky, holding his hand up in victory, celebrating wildly up the ramp as Ziggler looks on upon mouthed in the ring, Sherri screaming at the referee at the top of her lungs.
“Well I guess the Guns are as good as their word. They are starting out hot in singles action here in the WWF. And Sabin has his rematch against Chris Jericho later!” JR calls as Velvet and Sabin hold Shelly’s arms up and the three head to the back in victory.
“One down JR, but one very hard one to go” Lawler says as we go to break.
When we back the American Wolves are in the ring ready for tag team action, waiting on their opponents.
*Play the B Team*
It’s the in ring debut of the B team as the Iron Sheik teams up with Brent Albright with Santino cheering them on from the apron. The crowd loving them now as they head into action…and proceed to get their asses kicks. The Wolves hitting their super kick into German Suplex on Albright. Sheik now runs into the ring as Edwards covers him, but Richards gets in the way, tripping him up and falling to the mat just as the 3 is counted. We hear Sheik yell “fuck!” As the bell rings and the Wolves get their hands raised. Santino egos those sentiments.
“Well they are loved but the B teams debut wasn’t that great thus far” JR says as they head to the back in disappointment as the Wolves celebrate with the crowd.
Then it’s time for the 3rd and final Elimination Chamber Qualifier of the evening.
*Play Rock/ Cactus*
We step right back into 1999 as these two pick right up where they left off at that years Royal Rumble beating the hell out of each other all around the arena. But after Cactus grabs his 2 by 4 Rock gets wide eyed and runs…but Jack catches him and goes to swing it, but the ref grabs it and takes it away to heavy boos. Jack turns, yelling at the referee then turns right into a Rock Bottom for 1…2…3.
The Rock grins and rants to the crowd about how he is the next Champion, how no one will hold him down anymore as he heads to the back and heading into the Elimination Chamber.
Then it’s our Main Event of the evening and it’s the second battle of the Chris’s. Shelly and Velvet coming out to support Sabin as Cornette comes out, almost praying that Jericho has this.
Jericho takes this way more serious this time, targeting Sabin’s wounds from last week and viciously going to work. Sabin goes fire back using everything he has, throwing his body at Jericho to keep in this. The crowd is on their feet now after every move, chanting for Sabin. Jericho then shuts that up when he hits the bulldog and then the lionsault for 1…2…NO! Sabin kicks out to a massive pop. Jericho now cuts his hands in the air, picking him up and setting him up for the Codebreaker….but Sabin gets out of it and takes Jericho down with a dropkick, backing off and gesturing for Jericho to get up. Jericho slowly rises as the crowd gets louder and louder but then comes to life and runs in…but Sabin ducks it, grabs him and drives him into the mat with a Cradle Shock for 1…2…3!!!
The roof blows off as Sabin’s music hits and he drops back in victory, Shelly and Velvet yelling “YES!” And running into the ring, grabbing him, hugging and kissing him as the crowd goes nuts.
“Oh my God! Sabin has done it again! Chris Sabin has beats the WWF Champion for the second time! And this time Jericho has no excuses!” JR yells out. Cornette in now pounding the apron, head down on it. Jericho now gets up and it’s in a full blown tantrum, yelling at everyone, throwing the referee down after he won’t admit a fast count and then grabs a microphone as The Guns and Velvet are now back up the ramp, celebrating with the fans.
“Hey Sabin! Sabin!” Jericho yells, the music cutting off as Sabin and the others stop and look towards Jericho in the ring “Sabin you are on lucky bastard! I beat Shawn Michaels you little prick! Who did you beat before me? Tag Teams! Tag Teams! Cruiserweights! No, no! You are a lucky, lucky bastard. And I am so sure that if we get in the ring again I will beat you ass that I am willing to put something on the line. Now it can’t be the title since Shawn has me in that barbaric Elimination Chamber. But…if you beat me again Sabin. You will be the new number one contender and will get the next title shot after the Chamber!”
The crowd roars in approval as Sabin drops his jaw and raises his eyebrow, Shelly yelling “Whoah!” At the cheering crowd.
“That’s right” Jericho nods as now Cornette has ran into the ring, panicking at Jericho yelling for him to take that back “no! No Jim I won’t!”
*Play HBK*
Everyone now looks towards the stage as the new General Manager comes out.
“Wow Chris what a great idea. In fact I am official booking that. It will be Chris Jericho VS Chris Sabin and if Sabin wins he gets a WWF title shot. And it will take place at Armageddon!”
The crowd roars again and Jericho now goes crazy “What? What! Michaels your idiot! You already have me in a match that night!”
“Yeah I know. Don’t worry I’ll make sure this match is on first so you will have plenty of time to get ready for the Chamber match” Shawn smirks at Jericho who is now glaring in rage “Happy Thanksgiving!”
The crowd cheers again as HBK’s music hits. Sabin can barely believe what he is hearing, yelling, celebrating with Velvet and Shelly and the crowd. Jericho and Cornette shouting at each other in the ring as the logo appears and show fades to black.
Smackdown (Week 2)
-Stone Cold Steve Austin came out and cut a promo on how he would win his way into the Elimination Chamber on Monday. Big Show came out and said that he wouldn’t because HE was his opponent in the qualifier. Bryan Danielson then attacked the Big Show from behind ramming him headfirst into the staging and leaving him laying with Austin looking on.
-Hayabusa VS King Kobashi: King Kobashi via thumb to the eye.
-The Dudley Boyz VS the Worlds 2nd Greatest Tag Team w/ the Iron Sheik: The Dudley Boyz.
-Shawn Michaels came out and announced on Raw would be matches for the Tag Team and Women’s number one contenderships.
-Alex Shelly w/ Chris Sabin & Velvet Sky VS Amazing Red: Alex Shelly
-The Pope VS KENTA: The Pope
-Kurt Angle cut a promo on Samoa Joe saying he better get his head in the game for Monday because he WILL be going to Elimination Chamber and he WILL beat Samoa Joe to do it.
-The Natural Born Killers w/ Armando Estrada VS No Limit: The Natural Born Killers.
-Main Event: Wade Barrett w/ the Miz VS Jushin “Thunder” Liger w/ Dusty Rhodes: Jushin Liger after Samoa Joe chased of Miz for the distraction allowing Barrett to by planted with the Liger Bomb.
WWF December 2011 Week 3
Monday Night Raw
*Play Opening*
*Play Daffney/Ayumi/Trish*
Yes indeed we open Monday Night Raw with a triple threat match to decide who will face Hamada at Armageddon for her coveted championship.
These three women tear into each other, throwing everything they have in their arsenal at each other and getting the crowd more and more behind Ayumi and Trish as they do amazing move after amazing move, with Daffney shooting them off at the pass more than a few times heavy boos.
During the match a promo is shown Trish cut earlier today where we bashed Daffney, her words about the Women’s Division and what she did to Hamada two weeks ago. We are informed that Daffney indeed saw those words before coming out here tonight and we soon understand the fire of hatred in her eyes now as she tears into Trish big time.
In the final moments Kurihara goes for a spinning heel kick but Trish ducks it and nails her with the chick kick, turning…right into Daffney with the Daff Knees Face breaker for the 3!
The crowd boos heavily as Daffney’s music plays and she is announce at the number one contender. She gets her hand raised, scowling and sticking out her tongue at the camera before now demanding a microphone, her music now fading out.
“Seems I got my shot. But Trish….little girl you are in a whole lot of trouble bitch! You hate me huh? Well I ain’t too fond of you either! Let me show you!”
With that Daffney jumps on Trish and hammers viciously into her, yelling out with each shot as Trish tries to bring up her arms to block the barrage. The bell rings over and over but Daffney ignores it, standing and throwing the officials aside that have come in to pull her off. She then goes and grabs herself a steel chair, the crowd now buzzing with dread as she enters the ring, throws two refs aside and then places the chair around Trish’s neck! The crowd are yelling now for Trish to move, the referee shouting at her not to do it.
“No! No damn you! Not even you can be that twisted to do that!” JR yells.
Daffney looks out at the crowd with a wicked, evil grin to boos and then with one large step stomps forward and stamps on the chair, viceing it around Trish’s neck! The crowd reacts loudly now as Trish now has pulled her head out and is rolling around the ring holding her throat. Daffney watches this with sick satisfaction and then revels in the sight as when Trish turns over we can see she is coughing up blood, the red oozing down her chin onto her chest. The referees bend down over Trish and yell for a medic but Daffney throws them aside and then grabs the chair again.
“No! Damit no you sick, twisted…women! That’s enough!” JR yells over the noise.
She then places the chair over Trish’s leg now, leaning back to stomp….when the crowd erupt as Hamada hits the ring, chasing Daffney out of it. Hamada now looks on, title belt in hand, to Daffney as she backs up the ramp and then looks down at the bloody mess that is Trish Stratus then back to her opponent in two weeks time. Daffney has a broad evil grin upon her face, cackling as she heads up the ramp. Hamada narrows her eyes and shakes her head in return as we go to our first break.
When we come back our camera is entering a room where we can hear shouting and background noise. We then see the Motor City Machine Guns playing on a shooter on their XBOX as Velvet sits with her head in her hands watching bored.
“If I’m not interrupting…” Gene Okerlund enters.
The two pause their game and stand shakes their heads, Sky seemingly brought out of coma.
“No! No!” Chris replies as they walks around the black leather sofa to Okerlund “I was just busy kicking Chris Jericho’s ass on the new WWF video game! That is a sick game dude. You tried it?”
“No…can’t say I have” Okerlund shakes his head.
“Chris…the last video game he played was an Atari man! He’s old remember!” Shelly tells him.
“Oh yeah” Sabin now with a grin.
“Well, if we can get down to business I actually came in here because next you two are set to face two other of the WWF’s top teams to decide the number one contenders for the Tag Team titles. Given your twos recent singles success, is you focus on getting those tag titles back from the NBK?”
“Oh course! Gene if there is one thing we know how to do its multi task! We are both doing really well right now in singles but we are still the best Tag Team in the WWF bar none!” Shelly replies.
“Right,” Sabin nods “and hell if Chris Jericho can pull double duty at Armageddon then so can I. Tag Team titles numerous V we are on our way baby. We are gonna look sweet with two belts on our shoulders. I tag belt one each, and on the other the two biggest Titles in this Company the WWF and Intercontinental Championship!” Sabin motions this with his shoulders as he talks, both he and Shelly breathing in and looking up to the sky in dreamland.
“Man! Now that’s what I call domination! And we can make it happen!” Shelly responds.
“Damn straight we can! Oh and Jericho you might want to watch this next one to see the beating your gonna get in two weeks! Laters!”
With that they both point to their palms and walk off to a big cheer as Sky chuckles and follows them as they head towards the ring for our next match.
But before the match begins the Natural Born Killers along with their Manager Armando Estrada come out to do colour commentary as they look on to see who will face them at Armageddon.
*Play Guns/Wolves/Dudleyz*
These three teams tear it up with face paced, break neck tag team action. The Dudleyz hitting all the power moves while the Guns and Wolves but on a high flying, technical clinic against each other and the brothers from Dudleyville.
“The way we see it” Burchill says on commentary “we beat all these at Survivor Series! So it’s gonna be a walk in the park at Survivor Series!”
“I doubt it Paul, you had a lot of help from the other teams that night” JR replies.
In the final moments however the Guns are busy hammering into Bubba on the outside when in the ring the American Wolves hit their Super kick, German Suplex double team finisher for the 1..2..3! The Guns just short of running in to break it up on time.
As the Wolves celebrate and the Guns hold their heads and look on in disappointment the NBK now stand at the announce tables, holding up their tag team titles and glaring up at their new challengers. The Wolves for their part stare right back as we go to break.
Then when we come back…
*Play Austin*
The arena goes wild as the Rattlesnake Stone Cold Steve Austin makes his way to the ring, grabbing himself a microphone.
“Tonight, tonight Stone Cold Steve Austin is in the main event against the Big Show to see who will be in the Elimination Chamber. And trust me Stone Cold will be in that Elimination Chamber! If you think Stone Cold will be in the Elimination Chamber give me a hell yeah!”
“HELL YEAH!” The crowd yells back.
“Damn right!” Austin paces the ring as he speaks “now I already said as much last week on Smackdown and Big Show saw fit to let me know he would be beating me tonight for that shot” loud boos “but see Stone Cold has never been scared of anything, let alone giants. So Big Show you bring you big ass to this ring tonight and I will proceed to stomp the biggest mud hole the world has ever seen!” The arena erupts for that “then it will be on to Armageddon and it will be on to finally closing out what has been a hard year for Stone Cold. I came here with one goal in mine and one goal only and that was to become the WWF Champion again! To be the best in the damn world again. And it has been hell of a ride and along the way all year I bumped into a whinnying little brat Chris Jericho. And I beat his ass more that he has ever been beat all year long…but in the end Chris Jericho won every match we had. Not by being the better man but by having help! But see by taking out the Big Show tonight I will ensure that Chris Jericho will be all alone when he is locked in that cage. And unlike the Hell in the Cell that door will not be opened up for any reason! So at the Elimination Chamber I will finally pin that rat bastard to this mat! What? I said I will pin Chris Jericho to this mat 1”
“What?”
“2.”
“What?
“3!”
The crowd erupts in cheers.
“Stone Cold Steve Austin will then be your new WWF Champion. Oh Hell Yeah!”
*Play AJ Styles*
Austin is about to leave when AJ Styles walks out onto the stage, a microphone in hand as he walks down the ramp, Austin frowning on at him.
“Steve…I didn’t mean to interrupt you so I waited. But I got a few things I want to air with you and hell…let’s do it in public right here. I hear you have been bashing me a lot lately for what I did at Survivor Series, you even mentioned it last week on Smackdown to the whole world.”
“Yeah. You did screw up and you did almost cost us!” Austin rants back.
“I get that…but Austin I just would like you to remember that no one fought harder for that team than I did that night. I went through two tables to beat those Corporate SOBs.
“Yeah, and I got hit in the head with a damn ring bell!” Austin says to a loud reaction from the crowd who can feel the tension building “if it wasn’t for you we wouldn’t have even needed the Undertaker.”
“Alright. So you’re hung up on that. Fair enough, stuff happens but fair enough.