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Default Re: Presenting AOW: Art of War Wrestling - The Greatest Affair

We’re met with no package, no arena, no nothing but the image of AOW Commander in Chief Paul Heyman standing before us in a secluded area

Paul Heyman:
As Owner of AOW, following the chaotic actions that occurred last week in the AOW Championship match, I have used my judgment in regards to the stipulations. The referee’s decision is final and cannot be overridden, regardless of these circumstances. Therefore, not only is Chris Jericho still the AOW Champion, but Rob Van Dam is hereby banned from competing in ALL championship matches, as well as number one contendership situations. Also because of the circumstances of that match, Mick Foley’s job as General Manager is under investigation. Enjoy the show.

~We get the signature Heyman smirk as we fade away to the traditional opening…






11.28.07

The Hammerstein Ballroom – Manhattan, New York City, New York

“Life Without Blood”


Quote:
“The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson vignette

(Whispers)

Fight…

RVD leaps for a Frog Splash…

Fight…

HBK cocks back, Sweet Chin Music ready…

Fight…

Finlay and Joe go at it on the balcony…

Fight…

Chris Jericho’s silhouette is highlighted…

*Opening guitar riff*

You'll never grow up to be a big rock star

The camera goes from the ground up to the face of Paul Wright in his debut Week 3

Celebrated victim of your fame

Shawn Michaels comes down the ramp, pumped up from the main event of Week 1

Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

Christian searches for his peeps from Week 5

And say that "death was on sale today"

Bryan Danielson raises his hand, singing his theme from Week 4

*Upped tempo, heavier sound*

And when we were good

Jack Evans’ double moonsault from Week 1

You just close your eyes

Aero Star, Psicosis, and Super Crazy perform a Triple Asai Moonsault from Week 14

So when we are bad

Paul Wright chokeslams Michaels through the table from the Supershow

We'll scar your minds

A replayed shot of Shelton Benjamin German suplexing Paul London off the ladder from Week 4

Fight!

SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!

Fight!

WARRIOR’S WAY!!!

Fight!

MUSCLE BUSTER!!!

Fight!

SPEAR THROUGH THE TABLE!!

Fight!

CHOKESLAM!!!

Fight!

WORLD’S GREATEST DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!

Fight!

619!!!

Fight!

FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!!!

*Final cymbal crash*

Chris Jericho holds the AOW World title high in the air

***

We open to yet again another 3,000+ sellout in the Hammerstein that has the arena rocking, some somber at the unceremonious Heyman segment beforehand, but they go silent when suddenly there’s a ringing of the bell that now grabs everyone’s attention, in the arena and watching at home


Tony Chimel:
The following Triple Threat contest is scheduled for one fall…and it is for the AOW CRUISERWEEEEEEIIIIGHT CHAMP-IONSHIP!!

~The crowd grows into a bigger pop that almost overcomes the disappointing Heyman announcement

“SIN LIMITES” sounds off across the sound system, as the luchadore they call Aero Star makes his way to the ring still tending to his back a little bit after still feeling the table shots for weeks and getting chunked on the titanium ramp two weeks ago. Star gets the crowd pumped and leaps on down the ramp, grabbing and spinning around the ring post, and saluting to the crowd before stepping in


Joey Styles:
Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you to another addition of AOW Wednesday Night Oblivion and we’re gonna kick things off with the AOW Cruiserweight Championship being defended under Triple Threat rules, but following that heart breaking confirmation by AOW Owner Paul Heyman.

JBL:
The hell are you talkin’ about ‘heart breakin’? That’s the first sensible thing he’s done since this company’s even started! And it ain’t heart breakin’ when RVD knew what he was getting’ himself into, and dammit kudos for Mick Foley being investigated!

Joey Styles:
Well aren’t you just a bundle of joy.

JBL:
Damn right I am! Not only is this company finally waking the hell up, but Paul Heyman’s pulled is head out of his ass, will be sendin’ Mick Foley packin’, an’ right now, I’m gonna see my boy Jamie Noble get his hands on that Cruiserweight Championship he deserves.

Joey Styles:
Whether he deserves it or not is completely up to the individual, but this is for the Cruiserweight Championship and will happen, despite multiple reports saying that Bryan Danielson, our champion, has a cracked orbital bone due to the assault he sustained last week.


Almost on cue, “COUNTRY BOY CAN SURVIVE” is heard around the arena, as Jamie Noble makes his way down the ramp with even more resolve in his step than he did a few weeks ago, not taking his eyes off Star for a second. He beats his chest before cautiously approaching the ring, remembering how Aero Star surprised him early at World Ablaze. He quickly makes his way up the steel steps, referee Rey Ramsey almost having to force the two apart as soon as Noble steps in the ring.

“FINAL COUNTDOWN” blasts its familiar chimes now to a huge pop, as AOW Cruiserweight Champion Bryan Danielson makes his way to the stage and down the ramp, his maroon robe and hood fully donned. Danielson sidesteps his way down the ramp after throwing his hood off, leaping on the top rope and singing the signature refrain with the crowd. He then takes off his robe and hands it to the ref, finally revealing the AOW Cruiserweight title around his waist. With his motions stopped and his hood removed, we can see that Danielson’s left eye has been attended to, some bandages circling his eye socket, which was busted open last week by Jamie Noble. It is still noticeably red and bruised.

Noble and Star seem to take note of this before Danielson removes the belt from around his waist and hands it to Ramsey who hoists it high to show what’s at stake here.

~AOW Cruiserweight Championship~
Bryan Danielson(c)
v.
Aero Star
v.
Jamie Noble


All three men are in their corners, each man making sure to keep each other at arm’s length. The three approach each other with tentative open arms, forming a triangle in the center of the ring, the three men’s bodies providing the points. As each man creeps towards each other, Star and Danielson immediately get together and start kicking Noble in the gut, doubling him over and forcing him back into his corner before whipping him across the ring. Noble comes back out of the corner hard, right into the clutches of Aero Star, who performs a hip toss. As soon as the move is concluded, Danielson wraps Star up and nails a hip toss of his own. As both men recover, they trade arm drags, which concludes with Star handspringing to his feet to a pop from the crowd. As Danielson and Star reach a momentary impasse, Noble charges forward with a double clothesline, downing both men. Noble lays some boots into Danielson before taking Star and sliding him underneath the ring, sending him skidding to the arena floor.

Noble now takes control despite being doubled up early, continually laying boots into Danielson’s sides. He then noticeably lays some boots on the left side of Danielson’s face, bringing the eye injury into play. Noble brings Danielson to his feet and delivers several rabid forearm shots that back Danielson into the ropes, before launching him across the ring. Danielson meets a hard Noble shoulder on the rebound, prompting Noble to immediately try an elbow drop on the downed champ, bur Danielson rolls out of the way. As Noble tries to recover from his missed elbow, Danielson sizes him up and quickly tries for a decapitating roundhouse, but Noble has that well scouted and ducks out of the situation completely, retreating to a corner now. Danielson follows Noble into the corner, only for Noble to try and cower to get the ref’s attention. When the ref does split the two, Danielson is quickly rolled up from behind by a still very alive Aero Star! The ref changes attention –

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NO!!

Danielson manages to throw Star’s body off, sending him launching into the same corner as Noble, but Star avoids colliding with Noble by leaping up on him and performing a monkey flip…into a Danielson dropkick!! A good bit of impromptu tag team action from the face duo there, Danielson quick to cover –

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NO! Aero Star has scooted Danielson off, quickly taking his place on top of Noble –

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He doesn’t fare much better when Danielson yanks him off of Noble’s body and into his clutches, trying to forcefully execute a backdrop, but Star flips out of it and lands on his feet. Star then rebounds off the ropes behind him and rushes back at Danielson, ducking under a Danielson backhand blow attempt, and coming back off with the handspring reverse elbow!! The commentators are quick to point out that the elbow probably caught Danielson in his injured left eye, which Danielson is quick to sell. Jamie Noble is back on his feet now, which prompts Star to run by him and try for another handspring reverse elbow…but Noble counters and seamlessly transitions it into a backdrop – right on top of Danielson! Noble shoves Star away before covering Danielson, forcing his forearm into the left side of Danielson’s face while doing so –

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NO!!

Danielson throws the elbow up, only for Noble to grab it by the wrist and force it back down to the canvas, causing Danielson to clutch it in pain. Noble then gets to some definite work on the eye of Danielson, delivering several blatant shots to it. As Danielson searches around the ropes after being temporarily blinded, he’s guided back up by Noble pulling on his hair and yanking him on the middle rope and putting his weight on him, completely choking the hell out of him. The referee is trying to get him to stop, and he finally does so to a great deal of heat. Noble pulls Danielson off the ropes into an impressive backdrop, opting to cover Danielson –

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3-NO!!

Danielson again throws a shoulder up, but Noble keeps on him. Just when Noble looks to bring Danielson to his feet, he’s struck in the side of the face by an Aero Star front dropkick, sending Noble scurrying. Star follows Noble as he recovers in a corner, leaping off of Noble’s chest before hitting him with an enzeguiri, the Tiger Mask kick! Noble collapses against the ropes, his hand barely gripping them to somewhat stay up. Aero Star then turns his attention to Danielson, but AmDrag pushes Star away hard, right back into the corner that Noble was in, Star’s tailbone ramming Noble right in the gut and forcing both men to stand upright in the corner. Danielson sees this as an opportunity, running towards his corner sandwiched opponents – a dynamic double corner dropkick!! Both men fall, Danielson scurrying to try and cover Aero Star –

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NO!!

Star keeps his title hopes alive, but Danielson quickly tries now to go and cover Noble after pulling him away from the ropes –

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3-NO!!

Noble keeps things going here! Danielson is slightly flustered that he couldn’t get either one of his opponents to stay down. Aero Star has apparently rolled to the apron, leaving Noble for Danielson. Danielson seems to wrap Noble up a bit before locking in an STF, Noble trying desperately to try and reach a rope. The crowd is popping for Danielson’s submission prowess here, the American Dragon torqueing the country boy into a painful position. Noble is scratching and clawing, trying to find a way to get back to the ropes. As he’s reaching, Aero Star seems to be back on his feet on the apron, gripping onto the top rope and leaping – Tope Atomico!

The rope-aided senton breaks the hold and keeps both Noble’s and Star’s title hopes alive! Noble now rolls out of the ring, leaving Danielson to try and get back to his feet while clutching his spine. Star has already rolled to his feet and tries to whip Danielson into the opposite corner, only for it to get reversed. Star goes whipping into the corner, but as Danielson gives chase, Star leaps over Danielson’s head. As Danielson rushes blindly into the corner now, he counters this by leaping up and performing a backflip right back into the fray, only for Aero to springboard off of the second rope and catch Danielson in some spinning headscissors!!

The rapid flurry of counters sends the CW Champ’s head spinning, and even sends him under the bottom rope. Outside the ring, Danielson meets Jamie Noble again, the two starting a small brawl near the base of the entrance ramp until we look up and still see Aero in the ring, who is rushing at both men for the Tope Torpedo…both men cover their heads in anticipation…and Star doesn’t project towards them? Star dupes them into thinking he’d soar through the ropes, but stops at the last minute and merely fixes himself on the apron, leaving his bracing opponents unable to see what he’s fixing up next. Star leaps onto the second rope, springboarding…ASAI MOONSAULT! ASAI MOONSAULT TO BOTH MEN!! All three men appear to be lain out on the outside now, Star rolling onto one knee with the momentum, leaving us wondering if he’ll keep it as we cut away.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

When we return from the break, Star is still seen to be in control, in the ring with Jamie Noble. A clip quickly shows of what happened during the break in Danielson trying to mount some offense, but Star and Noble momentarily teaming up to shove the champion into the steel steps. While Danielson is still hurting on the outside, Star and Noble reenact their World Ablaze match when Star tries to whip Noble into the ropes, only for it to get reversed and Star leaps over the lowered head of Noble and turns it into a roll-through sunset flip, leaving Star to dropkick Noble fight in the face. Star follows that up by quickly leaping over Noble and coming crashing back down with a standing moonsault senton! Star rolls back over to cover Noble –

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3-NO!!

Noble rolls the shoulder, fighting Star tooth-and-nail like he did two weeks ago. Star might be looking to end this one now, as he ventures to the top rope and trying to set something up, but Noble gets a burst of life and blatantly kicks the top rope, forcing Star to land groin first on the iron post. The crowd delivers some heat for this, Noble taking some time to clutch his body in pain. Noble then goes over to the hurt Star and grips him in a front headlock…ELEVATED DDT!! Star’s head goes spiked into the canvas!! Noble and Star’s past encounters may have played a part in that counter, Noble making sure to pull Star away from the ropes and covering –

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NO!!

DANIELSON MAKES THE SAVE!! Danielson keeps the title for now by bursting into the ring and shoving Noble off, barely able to make it. As Noble angrily confronts Danielson on his near win, he again tries to bash him in his injured eye, only for Danielson to block the blow from his knees and strike Noble several times, mounting a comeback here. Danielson gets to his feet and keeps the offense going by kicking Noble several times and attempts to whip Noble into the ropes, but reverses it, only for Danielson to come right back and hit him with the sitout clothesline, followed by another, then another. Danielson’s built up quite the head of steam here, approaching Noble and setting up the LeBell Lock, but Noble counters by quickly jabbing Danielson right back in the injured eye, sending the champ reeling. When he turns back to face Noble, the challenger nails Danielson with an Alabamaslam!! The back of the champs head is driven into the canvas, a big cover here –

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3-NO!!

DANIELSON STAYS ALIVE!! Noble can’t quite put him away, getting obviously flustered from failing to pin both of his opponents here. Noble shows this frustration by stomping on Danielson several times before getting on his knees, taking his taped wrist and raking it repeatedly across the left brow of Danielson, aggravating it more and more. Danielson screams in pain, Noble not stopping, saying “Lemme hear you squeal like a pig, Dragon”. Noble finally stops, absorbing all the heat that’s being thrown on him here for that, taking Danielson over to a corner and lifting him onto the top rope, perhaps going for something here. Noble starts setting up for what appears to be a superplex, but Danielson starts fighting back. He may ‘squeal’ like a pig, but he’s no sitting duck, as he keeps delivering blow after blow to try and get Noble off of him.

The two former ROH Champions have a tug of war battle going on the top rope which Danielson finally wins, shoving Noble off. Noble takes a flat bump, but the impact lets him roll onto one knee somewhat. Danielson stays crouching in wait until Noble is completely on his feet, but when he is, he doesn’t turn to Danielson. Instead, he turns around to see Aero Star back in the fray, rushing towards Noble, whom he quickly sees and throws over his shoulder as he leaps for a hurricanrana. Star lands right on Danielson’s shoulders, turning it right into a frankensteir!! A massive pop from the crowd for this spot, some ‘holy shit’ chants start springing up. Noble, meanwhile, looks to take complete advantage of this, grabbing Star by his neck and tights and chunking him out to the floor, as he goes over to cover the now possibly dead Danielson –

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NO!!

DANIELSON ROLLS THE SHOULDER YET AGAIN!! Noble pounds the mat in frustration, even getting in the ref’s face and ordering him to count faster. The man in stripes refutes, but in somewhat of a rage, Noble goes over to one of the turnbuckles and begins untying the protective cover on the top rope, prompting Ramsey to go over and scold him and try and fix it. While he’s doing that, Noble simply goes to the other side of the ring, where he undoes that protective cover before the referee can turn back around. Noble further demonstrates his frustration by going so far as to rip the bandages clean off of Danielson’s already targeted eye area. Noble then brings Danielson to his feet and grabs his head, only to try and bash his brains out against the unprotected steel post…but Danielson gets a leg up and stops him! This forces Noble back and gives Danielson enough room to nail Noble with a decapitating roundhouse, right to the temple! Noble goes down, Danielson on the cover now –

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3-NO!!

Noble stays in this now! But as soon as he throws the shoulder up, Danielson grabs it and works it around…LeBell Lock! LeBell Lock!! Danielson’s got it completely synched, but Aero Star is back in the ring, making his way towards breaking the hold. Before he can do so, Danielson lets go of Noble, opting instead to go after the charging Star…who gets caught in a LeBell Lock of his own!! From what we can see of Star’s face, he’s in a great deal of pain and he’s center ring with nowhere to go…before Noble delivers a fierce boot right to Danielson’s injured eye! Danielson falls flat on the blow, Noble now bringing him to his feet. The champion is quick to counter despite only one good eye, however, immediately moving behind Noble and nailing a beautiful German suplex! Star is back on his feet and charges at Danielson right after the suplex, only for Danielson to dodge him, and grab him from behind…Dragon Suplex!! Danielson keeps the bridge on –

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3-NO!!

Star is able to wiggle free!! The momentum Star used to kick out sends him head over heels and onto his stomach, Danielson staying right on him and capturing him in a nasty surfboard stretch that forces the flexible Star’s head into the chest of AmDrag. We can hear Star screaming, letting out some of the only noise he’s ever let out in AOW. Jamie Noble grips his neck, but makes his way over to the duo in the submission, but doesn’t break it up. Instead, he positions himself behind Danielson…and traps him in a Dragon Sleeper! It’s a Surfboard/Dragon Sleeper domino! Danielson still hasn’t let go of Aero Star and Noble looks like he has a death grip on the champion. Danielson finally lets go of the luchador, Star’s masked head going face-first into the canvas. Noble then wraps his legs around Danielson to form some bodyscissors, but Aero is somewhat quick to recover, though he grips his back in pain, and rush his way to the top rope…AERO STAR PRESS TO BOTH MEN!! THE IMPLODING SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO NOBLE AND DANIELSON!! Danielson seems to take the brunt of the impact, but Noble is hurt as well. Star exhaustingly pulls Danielson’s body away and covers him –

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NO!!

It’s Noble’s turn to play save-the-match, as he gets there at the last minute to shove Star off of Danielson’s body. Aero looks to be really agitated at that move, beginning to kick the living snot out of the grounded Noble, even shoving him out of the ring with his boot. Star now turns to Danielson in hopes of putting him away, rebounding off the ropes in front of him and low dropkicking him in the face! Star with another cover –

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NO!!

Danielson STILL with fight in him! Star grabs at his head and is in awe at the damage Danielson has taken here, eventually brining Danielson to his feet. When he does so, he appears to try and suplex Danielson, but the champion is quick to try and counter and eventually lifts Star into the air for his own suplex, but Star counters that by trickling down Danielson’s back on the suplex grip and turning it into a sunset flip cover –

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NO!

Danielson rolls his way out of it, but just as he gets to his feet, Star approaches him and quickly nails the snap suplex he intended, but turns it into a float over suplex! All of Star’s flash is showing now with the immediate cover again –

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NO!!

Danielson still shows lots of fight, Star looking to wear him down with a quick kick to the spine before whipping off the ropes. Danielson lies flat and lets Star go over him, Star then comes back at Danielson with the springboard crossbody…DROPKICK!! MID-AIR DROPKICK!! Star is down now, Danielson with the hopeful and quick cover –

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3-NO!!

Star showing a great deal of resolve there on that, but Danielson is again quick to answer by getting Star in the double chicken wing and looks to try and lock in the Cattle Mutilation, but Star won’t quite let him get it, continually scurrying on the canvas. He eventually makes it to his feet with Danielson still having the wings in. Star seems to counter it, however, rolling forwards and turning it into a roll-up –

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3-NO!

Danielson gets out of the tight predicament, but as both men quickly get to their feet, Danielson greets his blue opponent with a small package –

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NO!!

Star unhinges the maneuver, but just as both men get to their feet, Star surprises Danielson by charging forward and successfully nailing the springboard crossbody!! Before Star can even get a cover on this one, he’s pulled off of Danielson’s body by the reentering Jamie Noble, who kicks the vertical Star in the gut before getting the double underhooks, and suddenly…TIGER DRIVER!! TIGER DRIVER!! Noble keeps the elevated cover –

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Noble lets go??

Noble doesn’t let go so much as he’s forced to let go, as one of his arms is hooked by Danielson and wrenched around…LEBELL LOCK!! LEBELL LOCK!! Noble has absolutely nowhere to go, his expressions selling the pain of the move for several seconds…until he bashes Danielson right in the injured eye!! Danielson goes down gripping his left side hard, Noble left to try and work some feeling back in his wrenched arm. As Danielson gathers himself, he charges blindly at Noble, only for Noble to sidestep and direct Danielson’s injured left eye area right into the exposed steel turnbuckle. Danielson goes reeling, right into the clutches of Noble, who turns him upside down again – TIGER DRIVER!! TIGER DRIVER!! Noble again keeps the prawn pinning position, a possible new champ being crowned –

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STOPPED COUNT!!

AERO STAR COMES FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND ROLLS NOBLE INTO A SUNSET FLIP!! The literally from nowhere Aero Star suddenly flips the script on Noble –

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NO!!!

NOBLE THROWS HIS LEGS UP!! The momentum causes Noble to backwards roll proceed to roll out of the ring, forced to gather himself after he was inches away from the title, only for Aero Star to swoop out of nowhere. Noble even ventures by the announce table, yelling ‘what do I need to do’ before he looks back in the ring at the sight of Aero Star running at him and through the ropes with the Tope Torpedo…NOBODY HOME!! Noble still has Star well scouted, Star crashing and burning by skidding clean across the announce table, almost taking Styles and JBL with him. Noble sees another golden opportunity now, turning back towards the ring to see a prone Danielson, who is struggling to get to his feet using the ropes. A camera angle shows that Danielson is BUSTED OPEN, right above his left eyebrow having a cut most likely from meeting the unprotected post head-on in an already tender spot.

The orbital bone may be broken now, but it doesn’t stop Noble from pulling Danielson away from the ropes and going once again for the TIGER DRIVER…but Danielson is able to counter it before he flips him, catching his arm again and turning it once more into the LeBell Lock! Noble has literally nowhere to go now, doing his best to frantically crawl, but to no avail. We can see Danielson putting as much pressure on the move as he can, the blood trickling down the left side of his face and into his eye as he sells the intensity. Noble’s thrashing leads him to start trying to hit Danielson in the eye with his free hand, but the American Dragon shows why he’s the best by taking the free arm, unhooking the LeBell…and turns it into the CATTLE MUTILATION!! CATTLUE MUTILATION FROM THE LEBELL!! Noble is screaming in agony as Danielson bridges, the crowd going wild…







AND HE TAPS!! NOBLE TAPS!! IT’S OVER!!

Winner and STILL AOW Cruiserweight Champion: Bryan Danielson at (20:17)

HE DID IT!! Danielson unhooks the submission hold and automatically falls to his knees, soon being handed his Cruiserweight Championship by referee Ray Ramsey. Danielson’s arm is then raised, bringing him to his feet to a massive pop from the Hammerstein, completely taken aback by what they just saw. And just to show that Jamie Noble and Aero Star’s efforts aren’t in vain, the crowd begins chiming up with a “THAT WAS AWESOME!! *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS AWESOME!!” chant going. This continues until Danielson raises his title in the air which prompts another huge pop, Noble slowly getting to his feet, while Star is crawling to get to his on the outside. The chant continues before we get an excellent screen shot of Danielson holding his title right next to his bloody eye area, some of it getting on the title.


Joey Styles:
Through blood, sweat, tears, and possibly broken bones, Bryan Danielson prevails, and he is STILL your AOW Cruiserweight Champion!

JBL:
How many times do I have to tell you to sit your heathen ass down? So the guy won, so the guy retained his title, so what? Chris Jericho retained his title last week an’ you weren’t jumpin’ around out here like his damn cheerleader.

Joey Styles:
Did Chris Jericho win with blood pouring down his face? Did he win with heart and determination? NO! Chris Jericho won last week with dirty tactics, distractions, and scheming! Bryan Danielson just retained his title on sheer talent alone.

JBL:
An’ so did Chris Jericho! That’s his talent – bein’ so incredible, people just want to help his cause. You can’t fault the man for that! He won on pure talent alone, too!

Joey Styles:
As much as I disagree, this crowd seems to be in conjunction in the fact that they think that this match was well…awesome.

JBL:
It’s not too often I agree with these hooligans here in the Hammerstein, an’ I’m disappointed that Jamie Noble just couldn’t get the job done, but that was an absolutely incredible match. All three men gave it all they had because the Cruiserweight title means that much to them. So quit actin’ like Danielson was the only one who did anything, you goon.

Joey Styles:
Indeed, everyone involved gave it everything they had. Aero Star out here crashed and burned late in the contest because of how much he gave, and Jamie Noble was literally seconds away from winning the title numerous times. But through all the efforts, Bryan Danielson, the American Dragon, remains your Cruiserweight Champion.

JBL:
An’ if you can believe it, this was jus’ our appetizer!

Joey Styles:
Oh, absolutely. Because coming up later on tonight, we’ve got the Lucky 13 Battle that’s going to decide who will become the #1 Contender for the AOW Championship at our next Supershow, a Very Merry War! But woh – um, no, don’t go to the break just yet, we’re getting word from backstage that The Miz has found Rob Van Dam and is going to try and get his reaction to Paul Heyman’s verdict from earlier tonight…


~We do indeed go backstage to a scene similar to that of a storm chaser, Miz playing the part here and approaching a room labeled “RVD” with caution with the cameraman

The Miz:
Mike “The Miz” Mizanin here, where on the other side of this door awaits the man who found out tonight that he can no longer challenge for any AOW title ever again. Let’s see how screwed up he is…

~Miz drops the creeper shtick and bursts through the door rather rambunctiously

The Miz:
Ooohhh, boo hoo, Rob Van Dam can’t be champion anymore! You gonna cry, Rob?

~Miz stops his automatic taunting when he actually lays his eyes on RVD…who is sitting with his back still to the entrance, no ponytail, leaving his hair completely wild, and watching his unceremonious verdict by Paul Heyman that we saw at the beginning of the show…but RVD evidently keeps rewinding and replaying, the same piece playing over…and over…and over…and over…

Paul Heyman(recording):
Rob Van Dam is hereby banned from competing in ALL championship matches, as well as number one contendership situations… hereby banned from competing in ALL championship matches, as well as number one contendership situations… ALL championship matches… ALL championship matches… ALL championship matches…

~Miz just stares at RVD, unable to comprehend what’s going on until the recording finally stops playing its broken record and we see RVD finally get up and turn around. RVD’s gaze seems incredibly distant, keeping his head down and staring into the floor, not even looking at Miz, even when the annoying interviewer waves his hand in front of his face

The Miz:
Uh…Rob…? Any comment on Paul Heyman’s announcement…? Er…Rob?

~RVD brushes past Miz without saying a word and goes to his locker room door, stares hard at the nameplate on it, before ripping it off and slowly making his way back to Miz

RVD:
Miz…who is this?

~Miz stares at RVD in confusion as he points to the nameplate he’s holding

The Miz:
Uh…‘RVD’. Rob Van Dam. That would be you, Einstein.

RVD:
No…that can’t be me.

~Van Dam says this with an incredibly blank expression and a dry voice, almost monotone

The Miz:
What are you talking about?

~Miz holds the microphone the RVD’s lips, but all we get is Van Dam breathing somewhat heavily into the mike, getting a bit more rapid

RVD:
The man who holds the AOW Championship is the man who is considered to be the life and blood of AOW. But now, I can’t challenge for any title in AOW at all. If I can’t do that, then that means I can’t be the blood that runs through AOW.

~RVD pulls the microphone closer, clutching it with one hand and continuing to stare blankly at his nameplate with the other

RVD
:
And the man you say I am, this “RVD” guy…he once claimed that RVD is AOW. So if I can’t be AOW Champion, then I can’t be AOW. And if I can’t be AOW…

~Van Dam almost looks as if he’s on the verge of tears

RVD
:
…then I must not be Rob Van Dam.

~Miz’s face tells the story, as he stares at Van Dam as though he’s completely lost it, but he is very justified in believing so…has RVD completely lost it…?

RVD
:
And if I’m not Rob Van Dam…then who am I?

~RVD’s grip on the microphone seems to tighten exponentially, crushing Miz’s fingers beneath it. Miz sells the crunching of his fingers as RVD’s face goes from distant to that of a very apparent nervous breakdown, bringing the microphone closer to him

RVD
:
Who am I? Who…am…I??

~The man we know as RVD finally lets go of Miz’s hand and the microphone, prompting Miz to start high-tailing it out of the there, the cameraman beginning to follow suit, but stays put to give us good parting shots. It’s apparent now that RVD is no longer…RVD

RVD
:
Who am I??


RVD maintains his subdued nature, but he’s left staring at the frozen picture of Heyman with the nameplate with his initials on it in his hand. Van Dam then takes the nameplate and suddenly stabs it into the television screen, right in the middle of Heyman’s face, causing the TV to short circuit. RVD still seems very tranquil in motion, despite his contrary action. But Van Dam isn’t done, now grabbing the TV, ripping it off the wall, and chunking it against the ground, completely shattering almost all that was left of the screen. Van Dam drops to his knees in despair, now staring at the destroyed screen before him, still with the same blank stare and far-gone monotone…

RVD
:
Who…am…I…?









Quote:
**Video Package**

We’re brought to the scene of a gorgeous beach, waves crashing in and out along the shore. It seems to be early morning, the sun just beginning to peek over the clouds. Playing over this scene is a very tropical, Hispanic beat, but it’s not too upbeat. We go to another scene along the beach getting a great shot of the skyline of what looks like a city on the coast. We see a building that’s flying what looks to be the Puerto Rican flag before we return to the beach scene where we see there is a figure in a lounge chair on the sands, simply sitting back underneath an umbrella. We get closer to the individual, but we cannot see his face, only his hand which is holding a cigar. The man is, oddly, wearing a very nice jacket while lounging on the beach. He reaches in said jacket and pulls out an American half-dollar coin, flipping it in the air…

As he does so, the tropical backdrop seems to fade into a solid black background, the tropical music getting even slower as the coin is seen falling in slow motion, slowly descending towards a now abyss backdrop. As the coin spins beautifully, we get an underneath shot of it before the coin hits a clear floor, possibly plastic or just glass. The coin flips over itself on the inertia of finally hitting the ground. But as soon as it stops it’s teetering, we don’t even get to see which side it landed on. The screen goes dark, the tropical music completely stops, leaving the only sound we hear being the crashing waves on the shore with only three new words appearing on the screen –

“QUE ESTA BIEN…?”

**End Package**
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

As we return from the commercial break perhaps still in shock at what we saw before it, insult gets piled onto injury as we hear “KING OF MY WORLD” go off, meaning only the arrival of The Worthy Legion, which this week seems to comprise of only two men – Bobby Lashley and AOW Champion Chris Jericho. Jericho is wearing a fine suit as well as an enormous smirk on his face, more than pleased with what he just saw, while Lashley is in tow and wearing competitive clothes.

Chris Jericho:
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

~Jericho lowers the microphone to strengthen his smirk into a full-fledged smile

Chris Jericho:
I take that back – that would insinuate that Rob Van Dam was at one point mighty, and thus, you would have to assume that at one point, Rob Van Dam was worthy. But he is not. And he has never been.

~Rain of heat

Chris Jericho:
I believe the ineptitude of this administration has been well displayed so far in AOW, but even a broken clock is right twice a day. And thus, finally, Paul Heyman made not just one right decision, but two earlier tonight.

~Jericho stirs around the ring, Lashley standing completely motionless behind him

Chris Jericho:
Not only did he finally look into my complaints in regards to the idiot in charge known as Mick Foley and is evaluating his most certainly doomed charges –

~Jericho pauses for the heat

Chris Jericho:
But he also made the undisputable right call when he said that Rob Van Dam’s punishment would be completely and justifiably upheld.

~Even more heat

Chris Jericho:
And judging by the looks of things, Ol’ Robbie doesn’t quite resemble the man he always has, does he? His ego has collapsed and become a black hole inside of itself.

~Jericho is laughing to himself by this point, being completely victorious it would appear, despite the fan’s overwhelming heat

Chris Jericho:
But all of this is old news, the world travels fast. So in just a few moments, there is going to be a Lucky 13 Battle to decide who will be the next competitor for my AOW Championship.

~Jericho lifts it a tad off his shoulder into the camera

Chris Jericho:
But before we get onto those futile festivities, I want you all to set aside your selfish antagonizing of me and realize what today is so you can know what tomorrow is. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving!

~Jericho delivers this in a mock optimist tone

Chris Jericho:
Amongst your gluttonous rituals, I know all of you would like to tell fruitful tales about how thankful you are that I am here. But since we only have so much time, I will just tell why some people should just be thankful for me.

~Jericho keeps drawing the Hammerstein’s ire

Chris Jericho:
First of all, Paul Wright should be thankful for me because as much of an unstoppable monster as he is, even he needs a break every now and then, so I gave it to him tonight. And second, Lashley, my latest enlightee, you should be thankful for me because I am allowing you to participate in this Lucky 13 Battle. Not only because you have earned it, but because you are one of three worthy men in this entire company.

~Jericho places his hand on Lashley’s massive shoulder, Lashley mouthing a ‘thank you’ to his enlightener

Chris Jericho:
But most of all, all of you unworthy people need to give thanks to me for offering you a way out of your criminally uneventful and insidiously mediocre lives. Give thanks to me for ridding you of the façade of exactitude that was Rob Van Dam. Give thanks because I will see to the end of Mick Foley as GM and this corrupt era of false leadership and into a new era where only the worthy roam!

~UNGODLY heat

Chris Jericho:
Give thanks that I, Chris Jericho, your Worthy Champion, have cast the first ray of light on a new dawn in AOW!


Jericho finally lowers the microphone from his lips to open his arms as through he deserves worship, Lashley behind him looking as intense as ever. He gets a great deal of heat until “MISERE CATARE – THE BEGINNING” begins to blare now, as the crowd goes into a pop for the arrival of CM Punk. He doesn’t appear to have his briefcase present, but he’s all set for competition it would seem, leaving Jericho to dip out of the ring and head to the announce table.

Joey Styles:
Well ladies and gentlemen, an uh, interesting sermon from Chris Jericho, the AOW Champion who will join us ringside for the Lucky 13 Battle that’s coming up right on the other side of the break!



***

Quote:
We reach a black screen, before lighting up with what seems like a very innocent Christmas-like image of a home covered in snow, Carol of the Bells chiming in the background before our first female narrator chimes in over it…

Narrator:
‘Twas the night after Christmas, and all through the home…

We actually get a look inside the house, which reveals a Christmas tree…ribbons replaced by barbed wire

Narrator:
Not a creature was spared a chair shot to the dome

The screen fades to shots of several chair shots to the skull thus far in AOW

Narrator:
Some things were hung by the chimney with care…

In perhaps a PR nightmare, a flash goes by of Finlay hanging Joe with the ring rope noose in their AOKO clash

Narrator:
In hopes better bosses might soon be there…

A brief shot now of Paul Heyman and Mick Foley nose to nose in silence

Narrator:
The Hammerstein faithful, mass and brutal as a mob

Shots of the cantankerous Ballroom crowd

Narrator:
Would carol along with each other, singing {/Joey Styles} “OH MY GAAD!!”

Styles’ voice goes over for a second, with a shot of Shawn Michaels going through the announce table

Narrator:
While some have been nice, others Scrooges, some seething

Respective shots go by of Bryan Danielson, Muhammad Hassan, and Chris Jericho

Narrator:
AOW would like to wish you all happy SEASON’S BEATINGS…

On that, the Carol of the Bells becomes the Trans-Siberian Orchestra variation, complete with electric guitars

~AOW: WEDNESDAY NIGHT OBLIVION PRESENTS~

!!A TWO-HOUR LIVE SPECIAL!!
SUPERSHOW II: A VERY MERRY WAR
December 26th, 2007

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


As we return from the break, Bobby Lashley is seen bouncing and looking intimidating in the middle of the ring, with several individuals having already made their way to the ring surrounding him. Ken Doane, CM Punk, and both members of The Hooliganz have all entered the ring during the commercial break it seems, but as we turn our attention to the ramp, we see that both members of the WGTT have made their way down the ramp with their tag team gold set aside and ready to compete for a shot at AOW’s biggest prize.

Joey Styles:
Back here live on Wednesday Night Oblivion, joined by AOW Champion Chris Jericho –

JBL:
Address him with more respect than that, Joey. He is The WORTHY Man, our AOW Champion and enlightener, Chris Jericho.

Chris Jericho:
Thank you, Bradshaw. It’s nice to know someone out here on commentary recognizes when they’re in the presence of genius.

Joey Styles:
Well while my partner here is getting brown on his nose, let me remind you of the rules of the Lucky 13 match. Thirteen men will enter that ring and every man is eliminated when he’s thrown over the top rope in a battle royal format. When there are four men left it in the ring, it becomes a one fall to the finish four way contest where the first man who is able to solidify a fall will become the number one contender for the AOW title December 26th at our second Supershow.

“MAD MAN”
goes off now, as we’re treated to Dynasty Champion Muhammad Hassan making his way down the ramp and into the ring, bringing with him both members of The Mercenaries as he promised in his interwebz address. Hassan is looking dead at Punk in the ring before looking at both Albright (whose hair keeps getting longer by the week) and Burchill. The Mercs soon creep onto the apron and step in, Hassan following suit.

“LAMBEG” goes off now, Finlay making his way down the ramp in a very no nonsense stature, his shillelagh in hand. He’s advised to put it down by officials before stepping in, placing it on the top step of the steel steps. He struts in and those in the ring part somewhat, Finlay coming face to face with Lashley before moving right past him and staring daggers at Jericho at the announce table.

“SEXY BOY” brings the crowd back into things, as Shawn Michaels comes on out now, a bit more reserved that usual, but still channeling his inner Showstopper, knowing that this is his last chance to get his shot and keep his career going strong. The crowd is all on his side, regardless of his actions the previous few weeks, acknowledging that they want the career of HBK to keep going. As he steps in the ring, he, like Finlay, locks gazes with Lashley before looking over at Jericho, all theatrics leaving his intense stare.

HBK’s future looks even bleaker as “MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT” sends its hip-hop tune all across the Hammerstein to a wild pop, as Samoa Joe, the driven and angry Samoan Submission Machine also has a look of sheer intensity in his eyes, but before stepping into the ring, he notices Finlay’s shillelagh on the top steel step and kicks it off before stepping up and into the fray, knowing far too well the damage that thing can do. This draws him the ire of Finlay, but Joe is busy staring daggers not just at Michaels and Lashley, but everyone surrounding him in the ring. Joe makes his way to a corner before the bell rings…and all hell breaks loose!

Lucky 13 Battle
~For the Number One Contendership for the AOW Heavyweight Championship~

Bobby Lashley v. Ken Doane v. CM Punk v. Paul London v. Brian Kendrick v. AOW Tag Team Champion Shelton Benjamin v. AOW Tag Team Champion Charlie Haas v. Paul Burchill v. Brent Albright v. AOW Dynasty Champion Muhammad Hassan v. Finlay v. Shawn Michaels v. Samoa Joe


Almost as soon as the bell rings, Samoa Joe EXPLODES out of the corner towards everyone, nearly making a foe tossing charge towards the biggest dog in the fight – Bobby Lashley. Not surprisingly, Finlay is also thinking the same way, Joe and Finlay, once ridiculously fierce rivals, are now beating the hell out of Jericho’s right hand man. Another focused target arises, as CM Punk looks to attempt to go right for Muhammad Hassan, but Burchill and Albright stop him dead in his tracks with a double clothesline. The WGTT and Hooliganz start some sort of brawl, while Shawn Michaels comically tries to get away from the big fight, staying on the outskirts. The big-headed Ken Doane gets eyes bigger than his stomach, as he tries to prove himself ‘worthy’ by clubbing Samoa Joe across the spine, turning Joe’s frustration from Lashley to him. While Doane may have saved Lashley, Doane now has drawn the ire of the meanest man on the planet, leaving Done to regret his actions and slowly back away and almost begs Joe to calm down. Joe isn’t having it, charging at the backpedalling Doane…and clotheslining him over the top rope!!

ELIMINATION 1: KEN DOANE at 0:31


The crowd pops as Doane goes tumbling over the rope and flat on the floor, but the entire ring doesn’t pay much attention as they continue bashing each other’s heads in. Joe recollects himself as he glares at Doane as the leaves ringside, exchanging blows now with Paul Burchill. The anarchy continues to reign, Shawn Michaels getting into the fray now, exchanging a few CHOPS(Woooooo!) with Paul London before he’s double teamed by Benjamin and Haas. We see Finlay has weakened Lashley to an extent, starting to teeter Lashley over the top rope, but Lashley soon pulls himself back over.

As the massive brawl rages on, Punk is trying his best to get his hands on Hassan, but he’s stumped by Albright once more, causing the two to brawl back and forth before Hassan comes up behind Punk and tries to dump him over, but Punk manages to hold onto the ropes, holding on the apron for dear life. He tries to get back into the ring, but He’s instantly met by an Albright knee, which almost forces him out, but somehow he holds on. Lucky for Punk, Samoa Joe has knocked Burchill down and now goes between both Albright and Hassan, delivering fierce blows back and forth between both men. This allows Punk some room to breathe, as he jumps right back into the fray with the springboard clothesline to Albright!

Punk narrowly missing elimination there, but he’s promptly greeted with a SPEAR BY LASHLEY!! WOW!! Lashley comes out of nowhere to spear Punk down amidst his rising momentum, the crowd throwing immense heat at that. As Punk is down, Hassan doesn’t think to eliminate him, instead, choosing to jump on Punk and beat his head in. This catches the attention of Samoa Joe, who now instigates for a brawl with Lashley, only for Lashley to duck out of the way. When he ducks, he’s met now by Shawn Michaels, but Lashley is quickly able to dodge him as well and try to flip him over the top rope, but Michaels is able to hold on, fueled by his need to win to keep his career going.

In other places around the ring, Finlay is choking the life out of Brian Kendrick on the middle rope until Paul London makes the save for his tag partner, while Burchill and Albright seemingly start picking fists with the men they faced at World Ablaze in Benjamin and Haas. Burchill is able fend off Haas and helps Albright in trying to knock over Benjamin, but Haas is quick to help his partner out. While that goes on, we get to see Muhammad Hassan finish his mad beating on Punk and try to fling him over…only for Punk to hold onto the top rope and hang out on the other side of the apron for a moment before rolling back in the ring, unbeknownst to Hassan. Hassan goes over to fend off the Hooliganz with Finlay.

We cut back to the squabble between the Mercs and the WGTT, both tag champs charging at the Mercs, who sidestep and guide them over, believing them to be eliminated. Instead, both members of the WGTT are on the apron before leaping and springboarding off of them simultaneously before coming down on the Mercs with springboard forearm blows! The World’s Greatest are momentarily psyched, leaving them a bit distracted as the crowd starts buzzing…apparently someone (or some people) are rushing through the crowd. Benjamin and Haas pay no heed as they both lift and try to dump over the Mercenaries…only for Jake Hagar and Nick Nameth to come from behind the chaos and dump the Tag Team Champions out of the ring!!

ELIMINATION #2 & #3: SHELTON BENJAMIN AND CHARLIE HAAS at (5:07)


American Made, just as quickly as they entered into the fray, high tail it out of there on up the ramp to a great deal of heat, both rookies with huge smiles on their faces. They get to the top of the ramp and again mock the WGTT’s handshake. Benjamin and Haas are too busy being stupefied to go after them or do anything really, just staring at the disrespectful duo as they go on up the ramp.

The war in the ring rages on behind them, however, as those left are still in divided pits of brawling. Lashley and Michaels look to take center stage once that fiasco is over with, Michaels delivering a fierce array of knife-edge CHOPS(Woooooo) to the big man and forcing him back against the ropes and tries to lift him up over them, but Lashley starts fighting back and refuses to be lifted over. Around the ring now, the six of the other seven men are sporadically brawling, CM Punk the only man not doing anything, still feeling that Lashley spear and having dodged Hassan’s elimination attempt.

It is at this point that Hassan notices that Punk wasn’t eliminated, which gives him a ruthless expression on his face, only to be stopped by a surprise jumping calf kick/reverse leg sweep combination from the Hooliganz! The ‘ganz blindside Hassan on that one, but they’re soon blindsided by the men at Hassan’s side in the Mercenaries, both men grappling the Hooliganz with a pair of German suplexes!

As that action dies down and degenerates into a small beatdown and toss over attempt, we see a very pumped up Samoa Joe and a lurking for a fight Finlay eventually gravitate towards each other center ring, as the crowd delivers a very big pop for these two men meeting head to head yet again. They stare into each other’s eyes intensely, the crowd getting hotter with each second…before they pick up right where their feud started and start giving each other huge right and lefts hands, an all-out fight occurring between both men! Each man looks to be completely no-selling the other one’s hits until Finlay manages to start pulling away and knees Joe in the gut, only to grab his head and try to guide him over the top rope, but Joe hangs onto the apron and gives Finlay an elbow to get back into things, which leads to Joe grabbing Finlay’s head and trying to throw him over as well, but to no avail.

As Finlay marches back into the ring to face Joe once more, he’s cut off by – SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! Michaels pulls it right out of his hat!! Michaels smiles to himself for a moment before Bobby Lashley charges at him once again, only for Michaels to fire up again – SWEET CHIN MUSIC…but Lashley dodges…TO JOE!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC TO SAMOA JOE!! Michaels kicks in the jaw of the man who wants to hunt him down! Michaels stares somewhat stoically at the downed Joe for a moment before Lashley comes up behind him and tries to chunk him over the ropes…but Michaels skins the cat! But as he comes back into the ring, Lashley places him on his shoulder in perfect position for a Dominator, but Michaels squirms off his shoulders before leaping on Lashley with a Lou Thez press, staring to beat down the big man, but Lashley fights back once more, causing the both to roll into a corner.

Now taking center ring it seems is CM Punk doing his best to battle off Muhammad Hassan and the Mercenaries by himself, the Hooliganz soon joining alongside him after recovering from their suplexes. Punk has taken a great deal of punishment with no assistance, his chances of winning very much hindered like Hassan promised. As the Mercs prepare for perhaps a double team move, they’re caught by both members of the Hooliganz, while Punk makes a mad dash for Hassan and tries to go right after him, but Hassan ducks close to the ropes, sending Punk flying over them…but he hangs onto the apron once more! Hassan tries to approach Punk and knock him off, but Punk fights him off with a blow to the face before Hassan charges again, this time getting a jumping knee to the jaw for his troubles that sends him aback once more, this time in rage. Hassan loses his cool completely and flies towards Punk…only for Punk to lower the top rope…AND SEND HASSAN FLYING OVER TO THE FLOOR!!

ELIMINATION #4: MUHHAMMAD HASSAN at (10:01)


Punk did it! Through the constant beatdowns in the match, the street rat found a way! But before Punk can celebrate, Hassan’s anger-turned-surprised expression swings right back to being angry, but this time much moreso than he was before. He grabs Punk’s ankle and pulls up, causing Punk’s spine to hit the apron and Punk to collapse to the floor!

ELIMINATION #5: CM PUNK at (10:13)


PUNK IS GONE!! The crowd deflates somewhat, as one of their favorites is gone in very vindictive fashion. Officials are trying to get Hassan away from the scene, inadvertently keeping the seething madman from mauling Punk even more than he has been so far. Punk is on the floor writhing in pain and gripping his back, but Hassan shows an even more vengeful mean streak, blowing back officials and jumping on the downed Punk…AND LOCKING IN THE CAMEL CLUTCH!! HASSAN’S GOT THE CAMEL CLUTCH LOCKED IN!! Punk’s spine is contorted in all kinds of ways as Hassan pulls back, forcing the officials to yank Hassan off, some of them ordering him to go to the back, a few others attending to Punk and trying to get him to his feet, but Punk tries to throw them off as they help him to his feet, as he holds his back in pain, but is visibly trying to break free to either go at Hassan himself or the proud Punk won’t let anyone help him up the ramp.

While every single official is trying to pull back Hassan or help carry Punk no one notices that in the ring, Samoa Joe has somewhat ambushed Shawn Michaels and CLOTHESLINED MICHAELS OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR, ending Michaels’ title dreams and possibly his career…BUT THERE’S NO OFFICIAL TO CONFIRM HIS ELIMINATION. Michaels doesn’t realize this when he hits the floor, his face getting very catatonic, running his fingers through his hair in thinking he just lost his shot and his in-ring career…but he soon realizes no one’s told him he’s eliminated. Before he gets back in the ring, he stares daggers at Chris Jericho before giving him a smile and jumping right back into the ring, Chris Jericho absolutely losing it on commentary now.

When the officials turn their attention back towards the scheduled match and the crowd keeping Michaels’ secret but still popping wildly, Michaels is actually greeted by the rookie Brent Albright, who makes Michaels pay for bending the rules by catching us all off guard and planting Michaels with a half-nelson suplex! Michaels’ face goes flat into the canvas, but while Albright was dealing with the rule bender, his partner is being taken advantage of by Kendrick and London, setting him up for what looks like the Tower of London…but Albright stops them mid move, keeping Kendrick running towards the corner and IMPALING HIM ON THE TURNBUCKLE, sending him flipping all the way to the floor.

ELIMINATION #6: BRIAN KENDRICK at (12:38)

With Kendrick gone, London appears to be a sitting duck, but he’s still got Burchill in a powerbomb position, which Albright helps his partner get out of. Burchill shows his brutal retribution for this by taking getting behind London and driving his head into the canvas with a leaping neckbreaker. London goes limp, to which Burchill drags his body up as he and his apprentice both grab hold him and chunk him clean over to the top rope.

ELIMINATION #7: PAUL LONDON at (12:50)

It’s down to six now – Lashley, Finlay, Joe, The Mercenaries, and thanks to poor officiating, Shawn Michaels. Two more men need to be eliminated for this to go into the Fatal 4-Way set up. Every man realizes this, with the Mercs setting up in one corner, Samoa Joe setting up in another, Bobby Lashley in another, and Finlay now fully recovered in the final one, while Shawn Michaels is the man in the center of the ring. Everyone is looking very uneasy at each other, with HBK looking the most nervous, as well he should be.

Michaels eventually breaks the tension by jumping on Finlay in his corner, while Samoa Joe gets jumped on both sides by Burchill and Albright, while Bobby Lashley…darts underneath the bottom rope to the outside. Those who see it give him a great deal of heat, Lashley stalking from a distance. He ventures outside enough to get close to the announce table, where Jericho takes off his headset and calls Lashley over, the two of them discussing something.

Back inside the ring, Michaels is now on the defensive against Finlay, who turned the tables on him and flipped him into a corner before chunking him out of it and nailing the Finlay press, landing square on Michaels’ chest with all his body weight. Joe is trying to build a comeback against the Mercs, rapidly going back and forth between both men with machinegun CHOPS(Wooooo! Woooo! Wooooo!) one right after the other, but the numbers game keeps catching up with him when he focusses too much on Albright, leaving Burchill the opportunity to chop block him in the back of the leg. After a few more blows to Joe, both men bring him to his feet and seemingly attempt a double vertical suplex, but Joe stops them and shows signs of struggle…before delivering a double suplex of his own to both men!! Joe roars in adrenaline here, the crowd with him, but as he turns around – SPEAR!! SPEAR!! A SPEAR FROM LASHLEY!! Lashley’s done talking strategy with Jericho it seems, and gets back into things in a huge way!

As Lashley downs Joe, Finlay has Michaels in a headlock of sorts before Michaels fights back and rebounds off the nearest ropes, hitting Finlay with the flying forearm…and then hitting the kip-up. Michaels is all the same pumped up that Joe was a moment ago, but Jericho is quickly up on the apron to not only distract Michaels, but to get several officials’ attention to listen to him proclaim that “HE WAS ELMINATED ALREADY!! HE SHOULDN’T BE HERE!!” Michaels simply stares at Jericho with distain and slowly approaches him, possibly waiting to kick his head off, but as Michaels is approaching the champ, he doesn’t notice Lashley stalking him from behind before turning back around…SPEAR FROM LASHLEY – NO!! Michaels dodges…SENDING LASHLEY’S SHOULDER INTO JERICHO, KNOCKING HIM OFF THE APRON!! Lashley notices what he’s done with not a very happy look, not fully focused on the match, but very close to the ropes. When he turns back around he’s happily greeted by some SWEET CHIN MUSIC…THAT SENDS THE DOMINATOR TUMBLING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!!

ELIMINATION #8: BOBBY LASHLEY at (15:35)

HE DID IT!! MICHAELS GOT LASHLEY!! With only one more elimination required now for this leg, we take a look at Paul Burchill, who was keeping a close eye on Michaels eliminating Lashley. As Michaels uncoils from kicking Lashley so hard he’s fallen, he’s immediately greeted by a rushing Finlay…WHO CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE, but this is simultaneous with Burchill, who grabs his own apprentice and THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE





ALBRIGHT CLEARLY TUMBLES TO THE GROUND FIRST!! MICHAELS IS SAFE!!

ELIMINATION #9: BRENT ALBRIGHT at (15:42)


MICHAELS’ CAREER STILL HAS HOPE!! IF ONLY BY A HAIR!! As the referee rings the bell on the Battle Royal portion of the match, Albright sits looking at his partner in extreme questioning, his body language asking ‘what the hell was that for’. Burchill looks down at his apprentice and says ‘nothing personal, mate, but we’re here for the gold. Do what you have to do’. This seems to ease the young, learning wrestler’s feelings, but still leaves him with a somewhat dejected look on his face as he leaves the scene, having learned a valuable lesson from his mentor it would seem. Regardless of what he’s learned, we take a look around the arena that breathes a sigh of relief at Michaels’ career not being over, as well as shots of all four men that will be in the final part of this match before we hit a black screen



**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


MAIN EVENT, PT.2
~FINAL FOUR BATTLE~
*#1 CONTENDERSHIP FOR THE AOW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP*
Shawn Michaels v. Samoa Joe v. Finlay v. Paul Burchill


The commercial break serving as a breather to these four men (and Chris Jericho at that, who is so angry back on commentary, that he’s not even speaking, only pouting), each of them wary eyed of the others and in separate corners – the man who loves to fight, the man who is on the hunt, the man who is trying to save his career, and the man who is merciless. All four men start getting closer and closer to the center of their ring, their arms open and trying to gauge their space. This lasts for several tense seconds before Finlay guns for Paul Burchill, while Joe keeps his eyes on the prize in Shawn Michaels. The four men separate into their two brawls, Finlay noticeably pulling away on Burchill, but appears to momentarily lose sight and cause Burchill to clothesline him over the top rope. Meanwhile, Michaels and Joe are veering near some ropes, leaving Burchill to rush towards them and nail a running dropkick to Samoa Joe, who goes through the middle ropes and falls to the outside, leaving Michaels and Burchill the only men in the ring.

Burchill trying to establish dominance early, but Michaels stunts him with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends him reeling, followed by another CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends him into a corner, where Michaels tries to whip him into the opposite one, only to have it reversed. Burchill whips Michaels hard into the corner and follows up quickly with a running corner clothesline that dizzies Michaels enough for Burchill to pull him out of the corner and go for the match’s first cover – 1…2…NO!! Michaels stays alive. The methodical Burchill starts stomping all over Michaels now before targeting his left shoulder, bringing down several knees on it.

Outside the ring, the fierce brawlers that are Joe and Finlay get back within striking distance, both men delivering shot after shot once again to one another. Samoa Joe pulls away when he kicks Finlay in the gut, prompting Joe to leap up onto the apron and try to get back into things, but Finlay is well aware of this and yanks him down hard before taking him in his clutches and chunking him against the steel ring steps! Joe is down and contorted, allowing Finlay to get himself back into the fray, where he meets Paul Burchill, Finlay immediately getting the upper hand with a decapitating clothesline on the unsuspecting surprise finals member. Finlay hoists Burchill on his shoulders before bringing his gut down on his knee!! Burchill rolls over in pain, Finlay getting on top with the cover – 1…2…NO!! Burchill not only kicks out, but Shawn Michaels is also there to prove back up, kicking Finlay off.

Michaels proceeds to try and stomp Finlay out, but Finlay is vehemently quick to fight back, shoving Michaels back and making some space between both men. Finlay soon bursts forth looking for another clothesline, but Michaels is able to duck underneath it and send Finlay rebounding off the ropes behind him, which Michaels greets him on the rebound with a kitchen sink knee to the get that sends Finlay flipping! Michaels doesn’t try for a cover, because despite the big bump there, Finlay is quick to get back to his feet and start clubbing down Michaels with force, several of the blows hitting Michaels’ targeted left shoulder. Finlay picks up on this and wrenches Michaels’ arm back before lifting him over with a back suplex, Michaels landing right on top of his targeted shoulder. Finlay with another cover attempt – 1…2…NO!! Michaels is able to keep going strong.

As Michaels throws his shoulder up, Finlay grabs it and forces him to his feet and wrenches it once more before tossing him into the opposite ropes. Michaels keeps his head in this by going to the lowered head of Finlay and executing a nice neckbreaker. Both men are down here, where we’re able to get good shots of Samoa Joe getting to his feet and Burchill waiting it out in a corner.

Both Michaels and Finlay appear to have the same idea by rolling to the outside, both men realizing the other one is going there, sparking more right hand exchanges. Michaels gets the upper hand this time, pulling completely away by scoop slamming Finlay right on the outside! Finlay goes down with an Irish yelp of pain, Michaels standing with his back to the ring…baseball slide by Burchill!! Burchill takes out Michaels, who wasn’t watching his back! Burchill stays in the ring, however, creeping back onto his hands in a snake like position and stalking once again, this time waiting until Finlay gets to his feet, but instead, he’s greeted by Samoa Joe, who jumps on the flat Burchill and quickly turns it into an STF!!

Burchill is all of a sudden flailing around trying to catch a rope or anything that can help him at all, But Joe has the hold locked in tight. Burchill keeps crawling and getting closer to the ropes, but all Joe does is crank the facelock back that much more, forcing Burchill’s head to move farther back to where he can’t see the ropes. Just when it looks like Burchill is a mere fingertip away from grabbing the rope, Joe transitions the STF…into a GRAPEVINED ANKLE LOCK!! Burchill now has all of Joe’s body weight on him, making it impossible to even drag himself the extra half inch to get the rope break until finally…BURCHILL MAKES IT!!

One huge lunge saves Burchill’s ankle from being snapped in half, but the Samoan Submission Machine doesn’t let up, grabbing Burchill by the hair and pulling him up onto his shoulders, possibly for an Island Driver, but Burchill grabs onto the top rope whatever move he’s going for, hoping and praying to find some way to not have the move done on him. Joe can’t tug Burchill away from the ropes, opting instead to simply toss him over the top rope…RIGHT ON TOP OF SHAWN MICHAELS AND FINLAY!! Finlay and Michaels had recovered and going at it again on the outside, only to be interrupted by the flying body of Burchill landing on top of them! Joe is the only one standing in the ring and lets out a smile to the popping Hammerstein, as he fixes his trunks for a brief moment before watching all three men get to their feet and spinning around before rebounding off the ropes…ELBOW SUICIDA!! ELBOW SUICIDA TO ALL THREE MEN!! EVERYONE IS DOWN ON THE OUTSIDE!! All four men vying for the #1 Contendership have been sprawled out which conveniently gives us a spot to turn away.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


When we come back from the break, Samoa Joe looks to still be in control, having grabbed hold of Shawn Michaels and pounding it against the announce table, right in front of Jericho. As Michaels wanders away possibly with a concussion, Joe looks Chris Jericho in the eye with a look that just screams ‘you’re next’. Unbeknownst to Joe, however, Finlay has come up behind him. When Joe takes the moment to look at Jericho, Finlay delivers a hard shot to the back of Joe’s head, Shawn Michaels soon joining in. The two make a temporary alliance, only to shove Joe right into the steel ring post, sending Joe falling, but as soon as that happens, Finlay shoves Michaels right into the post as well!

Finlay taking no prisoners here it seems, Chris Jericho applauding Finlay from behind. Unbeknownst to Finlay, however, Paul Burchill is back in the ring and is in a stalking stance once again, looking for another baseball slide…but Finlay counters by lifting up and getting Burchill trapped in the ring skirt!! Finlay literally using everything and the kitchen sink here, starts clubbing the living shit out of the trapped Burchill, and surprisingly so to a big pop. When Finlay’s done with his lynching, he chunks Burchill back into the ring before landing right on Burchill’s chest with a Finlay Press!! Finlay keeps on top of him and grabs his legs – 1…2…3-NO!! Burchill is able to kick out!

Finlay doesn’t let this stop him though, as he notes Burchill trying to get to his feet, but Finlay just knocks him right back down with a running knee to the head that sends Burchill right back down for another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Burchill shows more fight here. Burchill tries to get away from the fierce Irish brawler, crawling into a ring corner. Finlay sees this and charges at Burchill only to get a hard kick to the face, Finlay reeling, but doesn’t let up on his assault, rushing right back at Burchill. The Ripper sidesteps the charging Finlay, sending him chest first and recoiling from hitting the turnbuckle…right into a German suplex!! Burchill now goes for what could be the upset – 1…2….3-NO!! Finlay keeps his title hopes alive!!

As Burchill runs his fingers through his hair in a show of desperation, but while he’s wondering what to do next, both Samoa Joe and Shawn Michaels are back into the fray, Michaels just beginning to crawl back into the ring, while Joe makes a beeline for Burchill, snapping him over, chopping him in the back, kicking him in the chest and forcing him down, then finishes the furious combo with a running senton!! Burchill feels the pain, but doesn’t give Joe time to cover him, again crawling towards a corner. He can’t even stand, so he sits, but this suits Joe just fine to revs up his leg and greets Burchill with a facewash!! Joe pulls Burchill out of the corner now – 1…2…NO!! Shawn Michaels breaks it up!

Michaels yanks Joe by his leg off of Burchill, springing on his head now with repeat blows until he locks him in a grounded headlock. Joe is stunted for just a little while, but Joe makes it to his feet with Michaels still with the headlock synched in. Joe throws Michaels across the ring, only for Michaels to dodge a clothesline attempt and rebound again and leaps for the flying forearm…but Joe just casually walks out of the way, leaving Michaels to crash, burn and eat canvas! The signature Joe ‘fuck you’ to the high-flying maneuvers comes into play here by merely walking out of the way and letting Michaels hurt himself. Joe smiles and shakes his head at that before jumping on the downed Michaels and locking in…THE CLUTCH!! JOE’S GOT THE REAR NAKED CHOKE IN ON MICHAELS!! This could be it right here, as Burchill has rolled out of the ring and Finlay is nowhere to be seen, Michaels reaching desperately for the ropes, being very near to them. Michaels fueled here by only his desire to get that title shot and possibly keep his career going…clawing…reaching…fading…hand up…HE GETS THERE!! Michaels saves himself, but he’s completely out of it!!

Michaels’ hair has consumed his face as he leans with one hand on the ropes, Joe disappointed that he couldn’t put Michaels down here, but he doesn’t cry over spilt milk for long. He goes to reach over and grab Michaels by the hair…WHEN HE’S STRUCK BY A SHILLELAGH TO THE BACK OF THE LEG!! Joe falls straight back and clutches leg, when we see that Finlay has indeed reentered the fray, his signature weapon in hand, right to the man who tried to kick it away at the very outset of the match! Finlay now approaches the clutching to the ropes to get to his feet Michaels and doesn’t forget him, BASHING THE STAFF AGAINST MICHAELS’ WEAKENED LEFT SHOULDER!! This sends Michaels back down, leaning against the ropes with no arm. Finlay puts his shillelagh down and picks Michaels up by his hair before setting him over his shoulder and looking for the CELTIC CROSS…but Michaels has enough life to scurry off of Finlay’s shoulders, Finlay turning back around to face Michaels…SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! The sudden superkick and Finlay goes down, absolutely beheaded! But Michaels goes down too, still feeling the effects of The Clutch and his shoulder, gripping his hurt appendage and he tries to make it to some kind of cover, slinging his hurt arm over Finlay’s body –

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JOE BREAKS THE COUNT!! SAMOA JOE BREAKS THE COUNT!! Joe tends to his ailing leg, but he has more than enough gusto to stomp Michaels’ hurt arm off, hurting it even more. Joe seems to limp a little bit before clutching Michaels’ by the hair and giving him a good headbutt before hoisting him over his shoulder just like he did at after Oblivion went off the air two weeks ago…ISLAND DRIVER!! ISLAND DRIVER!! MICHAELS HEAD COLLAPSES WITHIN ITSELF ON THE IMPACT!! The crowd is going crazy for what could be and should be the end –

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JOE IS YANKED OFF OF MICHAELS…BY BOBBY LASHLEY!! LASHLEY IS BACK!! Lashley grabs Joe by the waist and deadlifts him off of Michaels’ body before throwing him through the middle ropes and to the floor, soon following him. Lash then takes the completely surprised Joe and chunks him right back into the steel ring steps, completely displacing them. The completely driven Lashley then takes the agonized Joe and hoists him over one of his shoulders…DOMINATOR!! THE RUNNING POWERSLAM…ON THE TITANIUM RAMP!! The look on Lashley’s face is one of an absolute monster, the same look he had in his eye when he faced Christian Cage at World Ablaze. Over on the commentary booth, we see Jericho, who hasn’t said nary a word in this half of the match, stand up and cheer for his Worthy Legion stablemate. Several officials are quickly on the case and force Lashley to leave the scene almost as quickly as he had entered it, his eyes never leaving Joe’s now limp body.

While everyone is peering over their shoulder and seeing Lashley crush Joe, no one is looking in the ring where the only man even up is Paul Burchill, who has ascended to the top rope after biding his time on the outside. What’s Burchill got in mind here, his sights set on Shawn Michaels…DIVING HEADBUTT!! DIVING HEADBUTT TO MICHAELS LEFT SHOULDER!! Burchill shows his meticulous nature in the utmost on that, driving his head into the targeted Michaels’ shoulder that he and Finlay have been hounding since the outset. But Burchill doesn’t go for the cover here, instead…ROYAL MUTILATION!! ROYAL MUTILATION!! THE HIGH-ANGLE FUJIWARA LOCKED IN!! Burchill’s quite possibly had this set up the entire match, as The Ripper could very well not only walk away with the biggest upset in AOW history, but potentially ending Shawn Michaels’ chances at keeping his career!! What a win it would be, but the crowd is cheering for the nearly lifeless Michaels to make his way out of this someway, somehow. Burchill has Michael’s elbow locked and the arm at an incredibly torqued angle, we can almost hear the tendons ripping off of Michaels’ bones as he desperately tries to get some life in him. Michaels is seemingly paddling with his free arm to try and get to the ropes, but he’s almost got nothing left as these men’s time in the ring ticks on past the half hour mark. Burchill is still pulling Michaels’ arm out of the socket as the Hammerstein tries with all their might to root Michaels on…but it’s Finlay who kicks Burchill in the face and breaks the hold!!

Finlay starts laying boot after boot into the upstart Burchill before bringing him to his feet and looking to whip him into the ropes, only to behead him with a nasty short-arm clothesline. Finlay stares at Burchill, looking to do more damage and pulls him up by his locks, but Burchill begins fighting back. Burchill comes back enough to knock Finlay away and rebound off the ropes and go for something, but Finlay swings around and plants a boot right between Burchill’s eyes! The Ripper’s lights may be out after that, but Finlay isn’t done here. He brings Burch to his feet and looks for another Celtic Cross attempt, but Burchill squibbles his way out of it, staying behind Finlay and catching him in Regalplex position, but Finlay too fights back before thrusting his leg free and throwing a shoulder into Burch’s gut before hoisting him up and over…CELTIC CROSS!! CELTIC CROSS!! It’s Finlay’s game to win here as he covers –

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SHAWN MICHAELS SAVES IT FOR HIMSELF!! Michaels flings himself on top of the sure-fire new #1 contender to end the count, Finlay flinging Michaels still limp body off of him in sheer annoyance. Both men get to their feet, Finlay pounding a fist off of Michaels’ skull before giving him a hard European uppercut. He follows up on this by running into the ropes and rebounding towards Michaels…DOUBLE A SPINEBUSTER!! WOW!! Michaels pulls that one out of his hat on Finlay, weak arm and all, sending Finlay rolling outside the ring. The crowd is going white hot now, Chris Jericho about to blow a gasket on the commentator table (“GET ME LASHLEY!! GET ME WRIGHT!! SOMEONE STOP THIS MADNESS~!!). Michaels gets back to his feet gripping his shoulder in pain but more than fueled to go over to a corner and await Burchill to get back to his feet, Michaels even staring over at Jericho and getting a sly smile on his face. Michaels then starts an emphatic ‘tuning of the band’

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SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! Burchill is beheaded and drops like a stone, Michaels collapsing on top of The Ripper on sheer instinct–

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Winner and #1 Contender for the AOW Heavyweight Championship: Shawn Michaels at (19:30)
TOTAL MATCH TIME: (35:12)

HE DID IT!! Michaels has done it, despite all of the obstacles placed before him! Chris Jericho is staring on with an absolutely stunned look on his face, not believing what he’s just seen. Michaels is standing tall amongst the bodies around him with his arm raised high, the crowd acknowledging what the Heart Break Kid has had to go through.


Joey Styles:
HE DID IT!! Shawn Michaels’ career will not die here tonight!

JBL:
Yeah, tonight. All Shawn Michaels did was win this match an’ get his title shot. He’s still got to actually defeat Chris Jericho for the title, which no one’s been able t’do yet. Whatever’s written in Shawn Michaels’ contract still could come to be.

Joey Styles:
What – hey wait!! Where the hell is Jericho going?!


What Styles is referring to is the fact that Chris Jericho has ripped off his headset and taken his AOW Championship in his hands and has slid into the ring, stalking the hand-raised Michaels. The crowd goes from giving Michaels his due to giving Jericho his, as Michaels starts looking around with wonder to why the crowd changed their tone…as Jericho tries to hit Michaels with the title, but HBK ducks the ambush by Jericho, forcing Jericho to halt his momentum before turning back around…SWEET CHIN MUSIC!! ONE MORE GLORIOUS SWEET CHIN MUSIC, AND TO THE AOW CHAMPION!!

Joey Styles:
A statement of revitalization!! If anyone thought Shawn Michaels’ career was on the way out tonight, they all left with that blow to Chris Jericho!

JBL:
Go ahead an’ applaud Shawn Michaels all you want to, but all this is gonna do is stir up that Worthy Legion behind him.

Joey Styles:
And I will applaud him, John. Because that image right there could very well be what we see in just over a month at AOW’s next Supershow on December 26th!


The image Styles is referring to is the image of Shawn Michaels looking incredibly satisfied with his work on Jericho’s jaw before looming over his body and taking the AOW Championship that he held in his hands. He then stands up and holds the title high over the fallen champion, the crowd going nuts. The last image of the pre-Thanksgiving edition of Oblivion is Shawn Michaels standing completely and utterly triumphant over the body of The Worthy Man, the ever sly HBK smile across his face as we

Fade…

To…

Black…

END SHOW



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