Post by DM on May 7, 2012 2:50:35 GMT
NWA Spring Stampede
Venue : American Airlines Center, Dallas Texas
Tag Line : 4 Year Anniversary
Theme : Living In A Dream - Finger Eleven.
Dark Matches :
Tamina def Natalya and Lita.
Kidman def. The Hurricane.
Tiger Mask IV def. Evan Bourne.
Matt Hardy def. Dragonkid
"Welcome to the American Airlines Center in beautiful Dallas Texas, welcome to the 4 Year Anniversary, Welcome to Spring Stampede. Hello Everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon and standing with me my colar analyst, Jesse Ventura."
"Everything is bigger in Texas but the parking lot is still small as hell, this place is so jam packed it's going to take two weeks to get outta here after the show is over."
"Six matches planned for tonight, title implications in every single one of them, I think tonight titles just may change."
"Well last year Jeff Jarrett walked away World Champion and ironically this is the third time he's in the Main Event and he just might take it once again."
"The festivities are over with, lets take you down to ringside."
"Ladies and Gentleman this opening contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
[Play Out]
"Ladies and gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall will have a twenty minute time limit, standing over to my left wearing pink and black, from Calgary Alberta Canada, weighing in at 227 lbs with a win/loss record of 12 Wins 3 Losses 2 by KO, The Rocket-"
Cara would jump the gun again but Owen was wise to it, moving out of the way and smashed him head first into the buckle, turning him around and slugged over the head, one hard haymaker sending Cara over the rope to the apron. Owen would then suplex him back inside hardway, catching him with a dropkick, another dropkick then a snapmare with a hard kick to the spine.
Cara rolled to his feet as Owen tossed him hard to the rope and would drop him with a double foot tomoe throw then an armdrag, going for a kick but Cara rolled to the floor. Owen would catch him with a summersault plauncha right to the floor, tossing Cara to the barricade but Cara irish whipped, however Owen, caught him with the clothesline. He would hit to his back then tossed him into the ring, rolling inside as Cara came in fast, Owen tossing him to the rope as Cara would springboard with a spinning headscissor, Owen smacking into the buckle.
Cara moved quick, kicking to his sides and once across the back of the head, placing Owen on the top rope but he fought out with back elbows and would moonsault off, splashing down only for two. Owen dragged him up and tossed him hard to the rope, a leapfrog then a standing wheel kick to the face locking in a quick sleeper. Cara would struggle a bit, making it to his feet as he tossed Owen to the ropes whom came off fast with a cross body, Cara ducking just in time. He came in fast with a hard kick over Owen's head with a loud smack then did it again, locking in the front face lock.
Cara would nod his head in approval of his work and spiked Owen down with a DDT, covering only for two. He rose up and started to stomp at him, locking him a Buffalo Sleeper, pulling the neck back as Owen kicked with his feet, Cara letting go of the hold as he moved him to the corner, slugging to his head and finished him with a kick to the side of the head. He placed Owen on top, hitting over his head then would springboard off the rope and dropkicked Owen to the apron watching him fall to the floor.
He rose his hand up in victory and waited, hitting a vicious baseball slide right to Owen's face, kicking him to the announce table, punching over his head. Cara would then climb the apron and leapt off the rope with a springboard cannonball legdrop over his throat, smashing through the table. Cara would toss him back into the ring after a moment, getting the offense in real early as he came off the rope with a shoulder block, trapping Owen to the mat and smashed his knees against his skull.
Cara would continue with that until pulling him to his feet and dropped him with a dropkick, hitting the rope and splashed with a bodysplash only for two. He would hit the mat some, waiting for Owen to rise and came at him with a running thrust kick, catching him clean in the face a the ref checked on Owen, not kocked out but dammed close as Cara pulled him up, smashing his knees right into his face. The ref warned him about that as Cara would suplex him then mounted him, punching to his head before pulling off after a moment, raising his hands up in victory, the ref again checking Owen whom wasn't quite knocked out yet.
Cara kept to the corner, waiting as Owen slowly rose to his knees, Cara hitting a dropsault to the side of the head then followed up with a falling double knee over the back of the neck, grinding the face along the mat hitting the side headlock. Cara would nod in victory already as Owen slowly made it to his feet, pushing him off but couldn't capitalize as Cara dropped him with a cross body block, moving to the corner again and came in fast with a running knee, smashing it into Owen's face.
The ref would check on him but Cara pushed him out of the way, pulling him to his feet and slapped him over the face then hit a headbutt, swinging with a hard spin kick but Owen caught the leg and dropped Cara with a capture exploder. That gave him a little bit of time to rise up, catching Cara with a headlock takedown but Cara scissored the legs to get out, Owen breaking free. They would lock up again but Owen dropped him with a firemans carry then a release belly to belly suplex, tackling him to the corner.
Owen would ram his shoulders into his ribs but Cara jumped up and over, rolling and caught Owen with a kick to the head, almost knocking him out and locked in the headlock once again.
"It seems ever since that headscissor Owen has just barely been able to stay afloat."
"Well I think he's focusing on the head to knock him out, sound strategy."
Cara squeezed on the head as Owen pushed him off, ducking a clothesline then was able to backbody drop him down. Cara rose as Owen would pounce with a flying wheel kick, picking him up for a suplex but instead, tossed him as he landed flat upon his chest. Cara rose as he was clotheslined to the floor, shaking his head as Owen would roll out behind him and dropped him with a bulldog right to the floor. Owen slowly pulled him up as Cara tackled him to the steel post, the back of Owen's head hitting the post as he dropped like a stone. He held the back of his head, sitting up as Cara grabbed him by the hair and slammed him violently back of the head first into the steel stairs. Cara would stake a few steps back, lining up his shot and ran full speed with a dropsault, Owen moving out of the way as Cara kicked the top portion of the stairs off.
"Whoa...that may have just did it right there Gorilla."
"That's crossing the line right there Jess."
"Oh come on if Owen did it you wouldn't say a word."
Both men rose, hitting to each other before Owen kicked him in the gut and tossed him into the barricade, slugging over his head then tossed him into the ring, Cara again going for that headscissor but Owen was able to block it right into a sit out powerbomb, covering for two. He rose grabbing a hold of Cara's ankle, kicking to the back of the knee and started to jerk at it, coming down with a knee smash not just once but three times, Cara quickly pulling away holding his knee.
Owen grabbed the ankle and pulled him to the center of the ring, Cara swinging with the other foot and connected with a vicious kick over the back of Owen's head, knocking him down. This gave him plenty of time to recover, hobbling to his feet and shook the leg out, going after Owen whom dropped him with a capture dragonscrew then quickly applied a side leg lock. Cara tried kicking with his other foot but Owen let go, ducking the strike and rolled aside, catching Cara in a rear waistlock trying for a german though Cara landed on his feet. Bad move as he held his knee, exactly what Owen wanted as he charged in with a hard kick to the knee, grabbing it and came down and dropped him with a dragonscrew once again.
Owen would drop elbows over the knee, moving him to the center of the ring and slammed the knee hard to the mat. He pulled him up dropped him with a knee breaker, pulling him up once again and dropped him with a side backsuplex, moving to the top rope and would wait, catching him with a missile dropkick, going for the cover but only a two. Owen would drag him up but Cara caught him with a rising knee to the face, stunning him and came off the rope gingerly with a flying elbow but Owen caught him dropping him with a tilt a whirl backbreaker then locked Cara in an double overhook hammerlock, latching on tightly. Cara would try to break out but Owen had the strength in his favor then dropped him with a back suplex, covering again only for two.
Cara barely kicked out of that, moving to the corner as Owen came in. Cara rose the boot up but Owen would slide under to the floor, tripping Cara and crotched him to the steel post. Cara lay on his belly, trying to crawl away but Owen then crotched him again as he would keep his legs between the post and did an inverted figure four, Cara's knees literally digging into the side of the apron. He would seeth and yell out in pain, the ref telling Owen to break as he did at the count of four, rolling back into the ring as Cara would crawl.
Owen called him up, watching him move to his knees and slugged over his head, tossing him to the rope, dropping Cara with a backbody drop then a running neckbreaker, signaling he had something in mind for Cara as he bodyslammed him down. He would move over and turned him upon his belly, crossing ankles and did a by god mexican surfboard craddle, actually locking the legs with his own and locked Cara in a full nelson, rocking back and forth as they were kneeling up.
"Wow look at that move, talk about pressure on the knee and ankle and with Owen rocking back and forth it's isolating Sin Cara, I see no way out of this."
"I don't think I've ever seen anything like that before Gorilla."
Owen after two minutes let go of the hold since it took a lot of endurance to hold, Cara just trying to make it back to his feet as Owen would kick to he back of the knee, pushing him to the corner and hit over his head, placing the leg upon the rope and started to kick at it, Cara pushing him off then swung wildly with his foot. Owen just barely dodged and caught him with a Chickenwing back suplex following up with a DDT that nearly planted Cara's face to the mat.
He rose up, grabbing him for the Sharpshooter but Cara kicked him off and quickly rolled to the floor, holding his knee and ankle in pain, Owen tossing him back inside and lined himself up, going for a bulldog but Cara pushed him off. Owen came off the rope hard and dropkicked the knee right out of Cara, watching him flip upon the mat, grabbing a hold and went for the Sharpshooter but again Cara kicked him off, rolling to his feet and caught Owen with a flapjack neck first into the rope. Cara moved fast to the corner, waiting for the moment and ran hard the best he could with the Shining Wizard, connecting or would have if Owen didn't catch the foot and quickly applied the Sharpshooter.
The fans sprang to their feet, Cara yelling out in pain trying to wriggle out but Owen had it locked in perfectly and worse, he wasn't sitting down either making sure to pull at that muscle. Cara would slap the mat in pain, shaking his head no as he would try to crawl away, Owen actually moving up and down to apply and reapply pressure seeming to make it worse as Cara held his head, shaking it no as Owen had a determined look on his face. Cara would push himself up, reaching for the rope but he was miles away, slamming his fist to the mat and would wiggle his leg a bit as Owen pulled back hard...and fell back.
The hell happened as Owen rose up, having a hold of Cara's boot in his hand, rising up as Cara caught him by surprise with a Shining Wizard albeit awkwardly, trying to capitalize but he landed way off course. Cara pulled himself up slowly and knew too much time had lapsed, picking him up but Owen connected with a jawjacker, knocking him back to the corner. Cara shook his head as Owen came in getting dumped over the rope but he held on, landing on the apron and caught Cara with a rope guillotine.
He moved to the top rope though Cara backed into the rope, forcing Owen to crotch it. Cara then moved up to the top, hitting over his head and looked to do the FinalSin from the top rope, locking it in place but Owen blocked and pushed him off. Cara landed with a smack as Owen leapt with a wheelkick to the back of his head, Cara stumbling right to the corner. Owen moved fast and had Cara straddle the rope, looking for a superback suplex but Cara flipped behind him, landing gingerly on the foot and tripped the rope, Owen crotching it again though Cara dropped him in the tree of woe position.
He then would use the tag rope and tied it around Owen's ankles and even used his ring tape as well to keep him upside down in place. Cara would then stomp violently at Owen's face and head, hitting him hard and steady as Owen was barely able to block. Cara would continue to stomp and kick at his head then dropped down, punching violently to his face and head, even slamming the back of his head to the mat a little bit as the ref pulled him back.
Cara moved him out of the way and began stomping at Owen once again, over and over again as his arms just fell limp and his eyes completely glazed over. The ref wanted to check on him but Cara kept kicking and stomping at him harder and faster, Owen not even defending himself anymore as the ref pushed Cara out of the way, untieing Owen from the post and checked on him. Cara just paced a bit, waiting as the ref was ready to ring the bell but Cara pushed him aside, starting to just punch the back of his head and smash his head into the canvas as the ref just rang the bell.
"Ladies and gentlemen the winner of this bout by Knock Out...Sin Cara."
He retained his title and did it in such a dirty way, taking the belt from the ref and gave Owen one hard shot across the head for good measure, rolling out of the ring and made his way to the back. The fans were not at all happy about this outcome as Cara rose his hand up in victory, a few refs coming down to help Owen to the back whom was completely knocked out.
"Ladies and Gentleman I'm here with one of the participants in the Main Event Tonight, Jeff Jarrett. Now tonight you and three other men face off for the World Heavyweight Title-"
"Yeah everyone knows how it works Slap Nuts now shut up and let me talk. CM Punk is just a kid making noise to get attention, Ric Flair I never got along with so expect me to take him out real fast, and then there's Sting. You know I can say up and down what I"m going to do to get the title but I won't, Jeff Jarrett will do his talking in the ring but just remember, last year, I walked out of this event World Champion and history will repeat itself and that is a Jeff Jarrett Guarentee."
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm standing here with Harlem Heat!"
"Hold up right there man, before you say one word... since I didn't get the chance to do this six days ago, let me introduce ourselves! I'm Booker T! This is Stevie Ray! This is the beautiful Sister Sherri! We Harlem Heat! Ain't no tag team in the history of WCW win more tag team championships than Harlem Heat! Ain't no two people in the history of WCW that beat more people up than Harlem Heat! Tonight, Priceless becomes Worthless and Priceless becomes another name on Harlem Heat's Hit List!"
"Very good Booker T, Stevie Ray, do you have anything to add?"
"Let me tell you something right now, Priceless, you made a huge mistake six nights ago on Nitro offering Harlem Heat a gift basket? I'll tell you this right now, we gonna come down there, and you gonna feel the heat! We gonna kick your preppy white asses so bad that tomorrow you're wakin' up with a Harlem Hangover! The only thing that could make that feel any better is those NWA World Tag Team Championships! Unfortunately for you, those belts won't be with you, so that Harlem Hangover is gonna linger, and make for the longest day of your life! The NWA World Tag Team Championships comin' home to Harlem, with Harlem Heat, and Sister Sherri!"
"Now can you dig THAT, suckaaaaaaaa?"
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championships!"
(Play Harlem Heat)
(Play Priceless)
Priceless entered the ring, cocky as ever, as Harlem Heat discussed strategy on the other side with Sister Sherri, when Ted DiBiase ran from the other side, jumping Stevie Ray from behind! He hammered on Stevie in the corner, hitting to the midsection, then going to the head, sending him out to the other corner, charging in with a clothesline that had NO effect on Stevie whatsoever! Ted turned around as Stevie grabbed him by the throat and hoisted him over his head in a gorilla press, and began to press him up and down over his head, before Cody Rhodes came into the ring, Stevie tossing Ted right into Cody, knocking both of them down! They both got up to their feet, Stevie clotheslining both of them over the top to the floor, but Ted landed on the apron, Cody hitting the floor.
Stevie grabbed Ted and loaded him up for a suplex, lifting him into the air and holding him! He walked backwards and let go with one arm, tagging in Booker T with his free hand, still holding Ted in the suplex. Booker lined up his shot and kicked an upside down Ted in the face with a superkick, Stevie falling down with the suplex. Booker covered quickly. 1.... 2.... no, Ted kicked out, holding his face, as Booker locked in a reverse chinlock, bringing Ted back up to his feet. Booker brought Ted back to their corner, tagging Stevie back in, locking Ted in a full nelson as Stevie just took a wide open shot to Ted's chest, Booker breaking off and heading back to the corner.
Stevie sent Ted off the ropes and leveled him with a stiff clothesline, kicking him while he was down. Ted scrambled back to his feet and begged off, Stevie closing the distance as Ted nailed him with a thumb to the eye, tagging Cody in quickly. They double teamed him, going to irish whip him, but Stevie was too strong, sending both of them behind him, as they came off with a double clothesline, unable to knock the big man down. They hit a double dropkick that sent Stevie into the ropes, Ted charging forward and getting back dropped over the top to the floor as Cody went for a dropkick, Stevie catching his feet! He turned his back to Booker T, who tagged in, Stevie slingshotting him toward the corner, Booker T pulling the rope down, Cody going sailing over the top to the floor.
Harlem Heat were in control as Sherri clapped for them, a huge grin on her face as Maryse came over to try and get Priceless up, Booker T waiting for them to get back up, as Cody slid into the ring at seven, getting back up to his feet. They locked up, Booker locking in a side headlock, Cody switching to a hammerlock on Booker. This was countered into a hammerlock by Booker, but Cody fell to the ground, tripping Booker with a drop toe hold. Cody stood over Booker and slapped the back of his head, Booker rising to his knees with a stunned look on his face.
Cody went back to Ted as the two of them laughed, Cody just punked out Booker as Booker got back to his feet, Cody circling around him, as the two locked up again, this time Cody putting the side headlock on. Booker countered this into an arm wringer, pulling hard on the arm, hitting another arm wringer, going for the side kick, but Cody ducked it and hit a dropkick into Booker's face, knocking him down, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Booker kicked out easily, Cody continuing to hammer away, tagging Ted in.
Ted came in and the two hammered away on Booker in the corner, sending him to the far corner. Ted irish whipped Cody into Booker, but Cody got a face full of boot, Ted charging in soon after, Booker moving out of the way! Ted hit the corner chest first, falling into a roll up! 1.... 2.... no! Ted kicked out of it, as Booker got back to his feet, hitting a chop to Ted's chest, knocking him down! He tagged Stevie back in, Booker sending Ted off the ropes. Booker hit the mat, Ted jumping over him right into a snap spinebuster from Stevie Ray, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Ted barely got a shoulder up as Stevie picked him right back up and hit a backbreaker, covering again. 1.... 2.... no, Ted still kicked out, Stevie picking him up again.
Stevie went for a suplex, but Cody hammered on Stevie's back, breaking it, grabbing his hand, going for an irish whip, but Stevie just sent Cody flying over the top to the floor. This gave Ted enough time to hit a dropkick to the back of Stevie's head, knocking him to a knee. Ted ran off the ropes, going for another dropkick to Stevie's face, but Stevie got up and picked him up for an Alabama Slam, but Ted was able to fight out of it, rolling Stevie up! 1.... 2.... no! Stevie got a shoulder up, Ted getting sent back into the corner. Stevie got to his feet and charged in, but Ted moved, Stevie's chest hitting the top turnbuckle, Ted leveling him with a clothesline, knocking him down, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Booker broke the count up before the three.
Ted got back to his feet, dragging Stevie to their corner, tagging Cody back in. They picked him up and placed him in the corner, placing him on top, going for a double superplex! They tried to lift off, but Stevie held onto the top rope, not going anywhere. Stevie then picked BOTH them up and dropped them chest and face first onto the canvas, rising up to the top, leveling both of them with a flying shoulder block! Booker T was jumping and kicking the stairs, trying to will his brother to the corner, reaching for the tag! Stevie crawled over for the tag, but Cody got back to his feet, dragging Stevie away, dropping an elbow on the back of his head, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Booker broke it up again, as Ted came flying at him, but Booker lowbridged him, Ted flying to the floor, slamming into the announce table!
The referee tried to get Booker out of the ring, allowing Maryse to slide the tag team title belt into Cody, who slammed it into Stevie's head, knocking him out! The referee turned around as Cody tossed the belt back to Maryse, but it was intercepted by Sherri, who blasted her in the mouth with the belt! Cody grabbed Sherri by the hair and pulled her to the apron, but Sherri slapped him dead in the face, turning Cody around into a Bookend from Stevie! Both men were down on the canvas, each man trying to stir, reaching for their corners, Sherri slamming the canvas with her purse, trying to will Stevie to the corner.
Cody slowly crawled over as Ted reached over the rope, getting the tag, sprinting over to Stevie, but didn't make it as Booker got the tag, coming in and clotheslining Ted down! Ted got right back up and swung wildly, but Booker ducked it and hit an atomic drop, sending Ted into the ropes, catching him with a high back heel kick, covering! 1.... 2.... no, Ted kicked out but barely, Booker picking him back up and sending him to the ropes, sending Ted into the lights with a back body drop! Ted got back up, walking into a high hip toss, getting caught in an arm wringer, Booker T nailing the back kick! He covered Ted quickly! 1.... 2.... no, Cody broke the count up, hammering on Booker's back, sending him into the ropes, but Booker reversed it. Booker lowered his head, Cody sliding underneath and hitting a chop to the throat, rocking him back.
Cody ran forward, but Stevie came from out of nowhere and hit a running big boot, turning Cody inside out, as he rolled to the outside! Booker yelled at Stevie to duck, Booker leaping up and kicking OVER Stevie's head, blasting Ted dead in the face with a back heel kick, covering! 1.... 2.... no, Cody pulled Booker out of the ring, breaking the count up, Booker hammering away on him on the outside, as Stevie dealt with Ted on the inside. All hell had broken loose as Ted was just getting back to his feet, Cody quickly sending Booker down with a Disaster kick off the railing! Ted was caught in the 110th Street Slam, Stevie planting him down like a tree, we had new tag team champions! 1.... 2.... no, Cody broke it up with a roll up, hooking the tights! 1.... 2.... no, Booker T came from nowhere with a jumping side kick, blasting Cody square in the face! Cody came out of the corner and was leveled with a scissors kick from Booker T, following it up with the Spinaroonie!
Ted slowly got back up to his feet as Stevie lifted him up on his shoulders, Booker T climbing the top rope, going for the Heatseeker! Booker T leapt off with the dropkick, nailing Ted square in the face as Stevie fell back with the electric chair, hitting the Heatseeker! Booker covered, hooking the leg! 1.... 2.... no, Cody somehow broke the count up, but barely as Stevie picked him up, going for a clothesline, but Cody lowbridged him, sending him over the top rope to the floor. Booker T waited for Cody to turn around, going for the Harlem Sidekick, but Cody ducked it, leaping to the top hitting a Disaster Kick as Ted quickly hit a chop block, hitting Lock, Stock, and Barrel on Booker T! Cody quickly covered, hooking the leg! 1.... 2.... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and still NWA World Tag Team Champions, Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes, Priceless!"
One simple error on Booker T's part cost them the tag team titles as Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase were able to slip away with the gold! Cody and Ted rolled out of the ring with their bodies battered, but their championship reign still in tact as Harlem Heat stood dejected in the ring, Stevie and Booker calling that this wasn't the last time they'd feel the heat, but for right now, Priceless had the last laugh, and they were going to laugh all the way to the bank.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship."
Del Rio would kiss his title and removed his new shirt that had all the names of people he had beaten over the years and believe me, there were a lot of names in size 8 font. Perfect would stretch a bit and would make to lock up but Del Rio broke away with a grin, walking around the ring as they went to lock up again but Del Rio moved away, moving to the floor for a sip of water. He moved back into the ring and said he wanted to do greco roman, opening his palms and went to lock up but again pulled away, Perfect getting a bit angry and told the ref to move this along.
Del Rio pulled from the corner after stretching a bit and went for the greco roman lock but rammed a knee into the ribs then started to hit along his back then to the ribs again with his knee. Del Rio would then toss him to the rope and connected with a backbody drop then an inverted atomic drop, grabbing him and tossed Perfect to the floor. She would wipe his hand clean, distracting the ref as Rodriquez got in some cheap shots before Del Rio went to the floor, tossing him inside and locked Perfect in a sleeper.
He would latch on tightly with a grin though Perfect ran backward, smashing him to the buckle then snapmared him out followed up with his running neck whip. Perfect rose for the assault but Del Rio rolled to the floor, taking a walk though Perfect rolled after him, tossing him back into the ring but Del Rio rolled back out taking a walk. Perfect went after him again, tossing him into the ring as Del Rio rolled...but Perfect caught his leg, dragging him back but Dle Rio kicked him off.
He rose up and charged in quick but was dropped with a hiptoss then a dropkick by Perfect whom then caught him with a spinning neck breaker. Perfect waited and caught him with a clothesline then a firemans carry, following up with a suplex then another suplex, hitting Del Rio right in the face with a punch. He would continue to hammer over his head then started to kick at him, Del Rio covering up in the corner.
Perfect backed off, coming in though a quick dropkick to the knee dropped him to the buckle, Del Rio hitting to his back and set him on the rope, moving to the other side and did a sunset flip neck jacker, Perfect holding the back of his head and neck in pain as Del Rio kicked him to the floor. He slapped his chest and rose his hand in victory as Rodriquez would do the deed on the outside, stomping at him as Del Rio went to the floor. He would pull him to his feet and ran full speed, ramming Perfect into the barricade back of the neck first.
He would toss him into the ring, dropping knees over the back of the neck and went to ram him into the corner, watching him smack off and dropped him with a backbody drop, Del Rio celebrating early and tackled him to the corner. He would kick to the stomach then slowly placed him on the top rope, climbing up and came down with the superplex. He would have gone for the pin but that was too easy for him, pulling him up by the hair and just snapped him down on the back of his neck, wanting him to suffer as he celebrated once again.
Perfect moved to the corner, sitting back against it as Del Rio came in with a boot but missed as Perfect dodged out of the way, Del Rio crotching himself in the buckle then dropped with a school boy for two. Perfect rose first, ducking a clothesline and dropped Del Rio with a backsuplex then rose him up for a suplex but instead dropped him over the ropes. Perfect hit the rope and blasted him over the head, Del Rio falling off the apron hitting back first into the barricade. Rodriquez tried to help but Perfect pushed him out of the way, ramming him back first into the post then tossed him inside.
Del Rio struggled to his feet as Perfect hit him with a knee to the back, watching him come off the rope and caught him with a gutwrench suplex. Perfect rolled his neck, getting the kinks out a bit and dropped Del Rio with a running knee over the face, pushing him to the corner and started to kick and punch at him, Del Rio covering up again as the ref pushed Perfect back. Perfect went after him again, hitting to him as the ref pushed him back again as Del Rio came in with a punch. Perfect dropped him with a backbody drop then a bodyslam, keeping him down with a headlock takedown.
Slowly Del Rio got to his feet, pushing him off and went for a backelbow though Perfect ducked, coming off the other end with a crossbody block, Del Rio catching him though and turned it into a powerslam, rolling to his feet and dropped him down with an armbar DDT. He rose and caught Perfect with a shoulder breaker, trying to weaken that shoulder as he puled him up, looking to ram him into the post but Pefect countered it, Del Rio smacking into the buckle chest first then was dropped with a whirling backsuplex, landing right on the spine as Del Rio rolled to the floor complaining about his back.
Rodriquez started to help him to the back but Perfect hit them from behind, tossing him aside and tossed Del Rio back into the ring, rolling inside as Del Rio swung with a boot though Perfect slid under and snapped him down with a DDT. He rolled up and waited patiently, dropping him with a short arm clothesline then dropped the elbow, squeezing on his head with a side headlock. Del Rio forced himself up and tossed him off, Del Rio catching him with a backbody drop but Perfect would sunset flip, Del Rio dropping down for the pin but Perfect pulled his legs up and caught him....only for two.
Both men rose as Perfect caught a drop toe hold, then did it again and a third one, Del Rio getting upset as he charged in, Perfect catching him with a bodyslam then picked him up and dropped him upon the buckle, hitting the top rope and came down with a double axe, Del Rio completely lost as he swung wildly as Perfect dropped him with a piledriver. He looked ready to end the game as he pulled Del Rio up whom open hand slapped him in the face.
Perfect would then kick him in the gut and started to hit over him, hitting Del Rio right in the eye as he rolled to the floor, Bobby Heenan flying to ringside to check on him, yelling at the ref that he was hit in the eye and to toss the match out. Del Rio complained that he couldn't see, his eye hurt, Perfect punched him in the eye, the airline food sucked, whatever excuse he could use as Perfect rolled to the floor after him, tossing him into the ring and went inside but Heenan held onto his boot. Perfect would pull him up on the apron as Bobby started to plead with him, Del Rio charging in and accidentally hit Heenan off to the barricade.
Perfect got into the ring and caught Del Rio with a german suplex then a high angle dropkick, kicking him right in the gut and dropped him with the Perfectplex or would have if Del Rio hadn't pushed him off. Perfect came off the rope as Del Rio took the clothesline then a shoulder tackle. Perfect called for it but was rammed to the corner, Del Rio hitting hard to the head, going for a haymaker but Perfect slid under, picking him up and dropped him with a powerbomb. Del Rio lay flat as Perfect pulled him up, throwing the arm over and grabbed the leg, picking him up and instead dropped him on his face, teasing him now as he caught him with a bulldog, rolling up to his feet and this time went for the PerfectPlex but Del Rio quickly countered it right into the CrossArm Breaker....or would have if Perfect hadn't pulled his arm free just in time.
Del Rio would hit the mat hard, holding his back as he rose up and this time was hit with the PerfectPlex, 1-2-NO Del Rio got his foot on the rope with help from Heenan as Perfect broke the hold, pulling Bobby into the ring and would start to hit along him then tossed him out of the ring. The ref yelled at him to leave as Perfect went after Del Rio whom tripped him up in the rope, moving to the corner and started to reach into his tights. The ref caught that, going to Del Rio yelling at him about what he had in his hand or what he was reaching for, Del Rio saying nothing as on the other side, Rodriquez grabbed the US Title and blasted Perfect clear over the head with it and laid out of view.
The ref saw nothing Del Rio's hands, letting him get back to the match as he moved over to a nearly knocked out Perfect whom was on his feet reeling as Del Rio caught him with the Release Exploder Suplex, covering, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and Still NWA United States Champion, Alberto Del Rio."
What a cheap way to retain your title as he would raise up in the air, Ricardo chanting out his name like he just won the world title though Del Rio took the mic.
"Hold the phone dere, this isn't over yet. Because I am a fighting champion, I'm going to give Senior Perfecto one more chance to take the title from me. Yes, I'm invoking a rematch right here right now. Mr. Referee, ring the bell."
What the hell was going on as the ref would ring the bell, Perfect rising to his feet not knowing where he was as Del Rio hit him in the gut and dropped him with the Release Exploder Suplex covering...1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner....again...and still NWA United States Champion, Alberto Del Rio."
What a dick move, what a dick thing to do, he knew Perfect wasn't fully recovered and beat him again in the ring as Del Rio yelled out that he beat the legend of Mr. Perfect...TWICE and to sell the T-Shirts like crazy, rolling out of the ring with his title, Rodriquez chanting out his name as Bobby yelled at everyone at how great Del Rio was, Perfect holding his head in the middle of the ring as we cut to the back.
We cut to the back as cameras pick up, CM Punk whom was lacing his boots and putting on wrist tape for his match later tonight, hearing a knock upon the door as he said 'come in' though didn't expect to see, Jeff Hardy enter the room as he stood up.
"I think you're in the wrong locker room, the dumpster is out back."
"Ha always the spirited one aren't you Punk...we have some business."
"Business what business unless you came back for another beating worse than what I gave you at Starrcade we have nothing to discuss."
"Something like that, you see the thought occured to me that somehow you started this...young vs. old concept and a lot of the boys are talking about it and-"
"I didn't start anything Jeff, I'm a one man show and I'm not starting up some anti legend faction to get myself over and the last thing I need is advice from you."
"Oh this isn't advice it's just you were right when you said Flair had his chance and it was time for you to get yours and the old timer again gets a title shot as does Jeff Jarrett, couldn't just make you number one contender they just had to protect Sting didn't they? I'm just saying Punk is it coincidence or chance that Flair is in this match when he had a chance last month. Keep in mind...you're wrestling against Three Legends...and I'm wrestling against The Legend...whom would have thought....that CM Punk and Jeff Hardy...on the same night...were champions."
He would grin at him and left Punk to sit there and think, not really knowing what to say after all of that.
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship."
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Jeff stayed in the corner looking to Steamboat with wicked eyes as slowly they rose as the bell sounded, Hardy moving around the ring slowly while Ricky kept defensive, locking up as Hardy leaned back and dropped Ricky down. That was a surprise as they locked up again and again Hardy would drop his body and dropped Steamboat down. Hardy would grin at him as Ricky rolled his arms as they locked up again, Hardy locking in a rear waistlock then a front facelock, immobilizing Ricky and tossed him to the corner, standing there with a grin as even Steamboat was impressed.
Hardy would call him on as Steamboat moved over towards him, locking up but was caught in a side headlock, Ricky pushing him off as Hardy hit the ropes but held on, stopping all momentum, grinning at him. No one expected this kind of game from Jeff as he walked along the ring, Ricky keeping an eye on him.
Hardy came in quick for a go at the leg but Ricky pulled back as Hardy would try again then again, mixing up strategy as he rolled to the floor, taking a walk around the ring with a grin upon his face. What in the world was Hardy doing as even Ricky was trying to figure that out as Hardy re entered the ring. They would lock up again as Hardy moved behind him and caught him in a school boy for two. They locked up again as Hardy dropped him with a headlock takedown, squeezing on the head as he seemed to have this well in hand.
Ricky slowly making it to his feet though Hardy pushed him to the rope, Steamboat coming off fast catching him with a shoulder block. Steamboat caught him with an armdrag then locked in the hold as Hardy would flail with his legs, rising up and tossed Ricky to the rope, catching him with an armdrag and locked it in as Ricky rose up, tossing Hardy to the rope whom held on to stop momentum.
Hardy would move around the ring slowly as Ricky kept his eye on him, Hardy coming in and tackled him to the corner, ramming his shoulder into the midsection then started to hit over his head, tossing him to the other corner as Steamboat would catch the corner and leapt over Hardy catching him on the rebound with a hiptoss then another hiptoss then backbody dropped him with a dropkick to the corner, Ricky charging in but Hardy quickly fled to the floor.
Steamboat wasn't playing anymore games chasing after him though Hardy caught him with a drop toe hold right into the stairs. Hardy would hit along his head and smashed him into the barricade then would drag his head along the rail before tossing him inside, catching him with a springboard dropkick. Hardy charged in with a swinging neckbreaker then a flip neckbreaker, catching his head and came down hard with a DDT. Hardy would grin to the crowd, stomping at Steamboat then tossed him to the corner, kicking at the ribs and then at the head when he slumped down, coming back and charged in with a dropsault right to the face, normally you'd go for a pin but Hardy didn't, hitting the rope instead with a rolling splash then locked in a sleeper.
"This is very unorthodox of Hardy Jess, normally he's all over the ring he's really slowed this pace down."
"I think with Steamboat wresting four guys in the last week and now Hardy changing his game up he's really at a disadvantage."
The fans would clap some as Ricky made it to his feet, breaking out with his elbow and hit the rope, coming off of it though Hardy was gone from the ring, he rolled to the outside and went under the ring, Steamboat looking for him as Hardy did it so fast it was almost like an allusion. Ricky would try to get information from the ref when Hardy from the other side and jumped him from behind, stomping on his back and beat upon him. He pulled Steamboat up and tossed him out of the ring like trash, coming off the rope and would do a summersault headscissor, catching Ricky and tossed him along the floor.
Hardy rose up, grabbing one of the monitors from the table as Gorilla yelled at him to put that down though Jess reminded him that was legal on the outside. Hardy would then charge in and clobbered him with the monitor before tossing him back into the ring. Hardy would climb the rope and came down with a double ax over the head, hitting the rope and came down with a backsplash. He would yell at the crowd and caught Ricky with a hard dropsault when he sat up.
Hardy rose with a yell, seeming to have this whole match under control as he dropped elbows pulling him up, dropped Ricky with an overthe rope neck guillotine, climbing the top rope and came down with a flying clothesline, Hardy still not going for the pin just yet as he rolled to the floor, grabbing a steel chair.
"Now what the hell is he doing now, this isn't how you win a title belt."
Hardy rolled into the ring with the chair, slamming it down as if he were actually going to hit him, the ref grabbing the chair and went to put it back as Hardy quickly reached into his pocket and hit Ricky right in the eye with powder, blinding him now as the fans were really starting to get pissed.
Hardy would hit him to the corner, punching over and over his head, grabbing him by the hair and grinned saying "The Slayer has arrived" then tossed him hard to the other side, Ricky smacking off the buckle as Hardy caught him with a wheel kick to the face. He rose up and moved to the top rope, calling for his shot and came down with a cross body, rolling back to his feet and dropped Ricky with a Flatliner DDT.
Hardy made it to his feet with a grin, saying the cat was in the bag now, completely over dominating Steamboat in this match as he kicked him to the corner once again, charging in again with a backsplash....and missed as Steamboat rolled out of the way. Hardy smacked off the buckle and was dropped with a suplex then a high angle suplex, followed up with a chop chop chop from Steamboat whom caught him with a snapmare then a climb up sunset flip powerbomb.
Hardy rose to his feet and was clotheslined right to the floor as Steamboat would skin the cat back inside the ring then leapt to the floor with a plauncha, crashing down below. Where in gods name did all that come from as Ricky hit over Hardy's head and tossed him hard to the post, watching him smack head first into it then caught him with a kick to the jaw, Hardy rolling into the ring for safety as Ricky went after him, almost getting suckered into an ensiguri but avoided it.
Ricky caught him from behind and would german suplex him right to the buckle, Hardy smacking off then was caught with an armdrag into an armbar, locking in the hold. Hardy slowly rose up but Ricky tossed him hard to the rope and dropped him with a backbody drop, catching Hardy by the throat and tossed him to the corner where he chopped over his chest. Hardy rose and took chop after chop down until rolling to the floor, walking towards the back as he had enough of this game.
Steamboat would chase after him, hitting him along the back and tossed him back inside, rolling after him as Jeff dropped him with a running neckwhip, slamming him down. He rose fast and stomped on him, waving his palm looking ready to finish the game as he locked him for a side effect, Steamboat pushing him off catching him off the rope with a spinebuster. Steamboat rose up and mounted him with hard punches to the head, Hardy pushing him off and rose up, taking a clothesline to the apron.
Steamboat grabbed him by the head though Hardy gouged at the eye, bashing his head into the turnbuckle and quickly climbed up but Steamboat was quicker, climbing up fast and dropped him with a super hurricanrana. Steamboat rose up first, catching Hardy with a flying elbow then a springboard one legged dropkick, Hardy knocked on dream street as he was dropped with a big time suplex then a release fisherman suplex, rolling to his feet and was clotheslined right to the floor.
Ricky rolled after him, grabbing him by the hair and rammed him headfirst into the table then hit along the back of his head, looking as if he were about to cash a recipt from earlier as he moved the stairs over a bit, dragging Hardy down and would slingshot him right into the steel stairs. Ricky rose up and tossed him into the ring and poised on top, waiting for his spot and flew with a missile dropkick, quickly going for the cover but Hardy rolled again to the floor.
Steamboat was not going to let him breathe, tossing him back inside as Hardy charged after him though Ricky dropped him with a flapjack then a snap suplex, Hardy not having a clue where the hell he was as he rose up and took a powerslam from Steamboat whom rose up, looking ready to end this match though Matt Hardy came down to ringside, climbing the apron taking a thrust kick from Steamboat knocking him down. This gave Jeff a chance to catch him with an ensiguri, stunning him and went for the Twist of Hate but Ricky pushed him off, Jeff coming off the rope and was dropped with a high angle samoan drop. Steamboat rose to his feet as Sin Cara now came on the apron, the ref trying to push him off as Serena from the otherside with a leadpipe, charging at Steamboat whom luckily dodged and chopped her across the head.
She rolled to the floor as Steamboat turned around right into a Side Effect, Hardy quickly moving to the rope and leap with the Swanton Bomb, connecting as he moved over with a very lax pin, 1-2, No Ricky pulled Jeff over with a crucifix lock, 1-2, No Jeff kicked out. Both men rose and Hardy struck first with a rising knee to the face then tackled him to the corner, hitting over his head until Ricky ducked and dropped him over the rope.
Hardy held on and quickly came off with a springboard DDT, spiking it and rose up, waving the hand around and went for the Twist of Hate but Steamboat pushed him off, knocking him into the ref, Hardy catching the rope and did Whisper In The Wind, connecting on Steamboat but of course no ref to count. Hardy would move over and grabbed a hold of the steel pipe and mounted him, looking to bash his brains in when he came down with a strike and Ricky grabbed a hold of the wrist and locked in a front facelock with a body scissor, the pipe lodged against Hardy's throat.
He was struggling to break out as Cara rolled into the ring, breaking it up and tossed Ricky to the rope though missed the roundhouse as Steamboat dropped him with a capture suplex. Matt Hardy rolled into the ring with a steel chair, swinging hard as Ricky would duck and superkicked him right in the face right to the floor. Serena came in though Ricky would lowbridge her right to the floor, Steamboat a man on fire as he was blasted right in the face with a Big Boot from Sid. He would yell out, picking up Steamboat and slammed him hard upon the mat then tossed violently with snake eyes to the corner with a vicious kick to the face.
Sid would yell out as he picked Steamboat up and crossed his throat, picking him up and dropped him with a hard powerbomb. Sid would yell out that he was the master and ruler of the world, grabbing the steel chair and opened it, looking to powerbomb Ricky through the chair, placing him between his thighs.
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It was KANE! Or at least it should have been as the pyro went off, the music hit, the fans screamed...but no Kane in sight though Sid had left the ring, completely going nuts as he yelled "Come out you coward, fight me" and literally did a dead sprint to the back, the ref starting to come to as Jeff and Ricky rose to their feet, Jeff still choking from the steel pipe as he turned around and caught Ricky with the Twist of Hate right in the center of the ring. Hardy had this match won for sure, slowly rising to his feet and grabbed the lead pipe, looking to smash it over his head as he called him up, looking to blast him over the face as Steamboat rose up, holding his head as Hardy charged in though Ricky would sweep the leg and would slingshot Hardy right into the steel post, the pipe flying out of his hand as he reeled back and was planted right on the open Steel Chair that was intended for Steamboat.
Ricky would toss the remains out of the ring and covered Jeff as the ref slowly made his way over, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and STILL IWGP World Heavyweight Champion, Ricky, The Dragon, Steamboat."
Against the odds of the Regime Steamboat was able to keep it together and turned the tides on Jeff Hardy whom seemed to have this game well in hand when in fact his own bag of tricks ended up biting him on the very hand that he tried to feed it to as Steamboat rose the title belt in the air, Hardy rolling to the floor while the Regime helped him to the back. Steamboat looked as if he were ready for another fight when he was hit from behind by Hirooki Gotoh.
Gotoh would then start to beat over his back and head with his staff, even using it to slam him a few times as he picked him up and dropped him with a Brainbuster upon the IWGP Title Belt, finishing him off with the Shoten in the center of the ring. Gotoh heard the crowd and he didn't care, but it made sense, last time these two were in the ring, Ricky as Chono and Muta for back up..and now with both of those men on the shelf...Steamboat was now the next target of the silent assassin, Hirooki Gotoh.