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Re: World Wrestling Entertainment - Reviving A Legacy

WWE Monday Night Raw
April 6, 2009
Reliant Astrodome | Houston, Texas





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We open up the broadcast with a recap video of the events last night at WrestleMania 25…



After the video comes to a conclusion, the usual Monday Night RAW opening montage plays, showcasing several of the ‘red-brand’ talent, before we pan into the Reliant Astrodome in beautiful Houston, Texas. A marvelous amount of pyrotechnics set off onto the stage, whilst RAW’s theme song blasts through the PA system, the WWE Universe hyped as ever; going absolutely insane! We pan throughout the arena, spotting thousands of fans for mere milliseconds, showing off their unique and creative signs, when all of a sudden we here an eerily familiar voice chime in…

Michael Cole: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Monday Night RAW! I’m Michael Cole, welcoming you from the Reliant Astrodome here in Houston, alongside WWE Hall of Famer Jerry ‘the King’ Lawler and we are one day removed from the greatest spectacle of the year, WrestleMania!

We cut to the announce table, where the ‘Vintage One’ and ‘the King’ sit.

Jerry Lawler: Michael, you are spot-on. WrestleMania lived up to the standards, and then some, and it was sure fire, no doubt, the greatest spectacle of the year!

Michael Cole: That it was, King! We saw John Cena defeat Edge and the Big Show to win the World Heavyweight Championship, we saw CM Punk win the Money in the Bank—

Jerry Lawler: Undertaker went one-on-one with the ‘Heartbreak Kid’ and brought his record to seventeen-and-oh, Rey Mysterio defeated JBL for the Intercontinental Championship and then JBL quit, and my personal favorite match, behind Undertaker and HBK of course, was Triple H and Randy Orton! And boy, did ‘The Game’ come up victorious!

Michael Cole: Speaking of which, King, if you checked WWE.com anytime today folks, you would have seen that things have been shaken up within the WWE, as the WWE Champion Triple H has been drafted to right here on RAW, while the World Heavyweight Champion John Cena has been drafted to SmackDown.

Jerry Lawler: I hate to see Cena leave RAW, but we got Triple H, baby! ‘The Game’!

Michael Cole: Nonetheless folks, tonight is going to be exciting, I cannot wait to get started!

And with that…

*Voices*

The Houston crowd let out an overwhelming set of boos as ‘The Viper’ Randy Orton, alongside with Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes, steps out onto the stage from the curtain. Orton, wearing a Legacy t-shirt and his usual trunks, walks ahead of his counterparts, though ever so slowly, feeling the effects of last night’s brutal match, staring out into space, ignoring the fans heat.

Michael Cole: And we’re starting the night off with ‘The Viper’, ‘The Apex Predator’, the leader of Legacy, ladies and gentlemen, Randy Orton.

Jerry Lawler: I saw Randy backstage earlier today, Michael, and boy was he not happy.

Michael Cole: I wouldn’t blame him, King. He lost last night to Triple H, on the grandest stage of ‘em all, and it was for the WWE Championship/

Orton finally reaches ringside, and ascents the steel steps, before climbing into the ring, followed by his associate DiBiase and Rhodes. Orton’s music comes to a halt, the crowds scoffs and jeers beaming full force towards ‘The Viper’, Orton with a mic in hand as we focus in on him.

Randy Orton: Last night—Triple H beat me—

Huge pop from the crowd, the fans loving the words that came from Orton’s mouth.

Randy Orton: Last night, I unfortunately lost the match, as I was not focused.

Orton pauses and rubs his chin, gleaming into the audience, before he begins again…

Randy Orton: Last night, my fears came back before my match, and I wasn’t focused. My mind wasn’t in the right place.

Heat.

Randy Orton: You see—when Triple H came out and assaulted me last week with his father-in-law Vince McMahon, and brother-in-law Shane, I—I developed a fear. It brought me to wake up that entire week, sweating, uncontrollable screaming—it brought nightmares.

Orton pauses.

Randy Orton: I went to my psychiatrist, and he told me to get it out of my head. So—that’s what I did. I finally got it out of my head—but y’see, it came back into my head last night. It hit me full force and I was worried. Worried that it’d happen again—worried that my life would be endangered—worried that I wouldn’t make it.

Further booing from the crowd but Orton ignores it.

Randy Orton: And with my fear taking control of my mind—I wasn’t in the right place. And therefore, I lost—so, Triple H—congratulations on winning, but tonight, I don’t have that fear anymore. I want a rematch.

More heat.

Randy Orton: Y’see, I’m fully capable of winning tonight. Though I’m banged up and hurting, I’m still willing and fully able to perform. So Hunter, what do you say?

*No Chance*

The crowd goes NUTS~!

Michael Cole: McMahon! It’s Mr. McMahon! That’s not who Randy Orton wanted!

Orton stares upon the entranceway as does his associates, as the WWE Chairman steps out onto the stage. Mr. McMahon, in a turquoise suit with a mic in hand, grins as his music fades away. He stares down towards the ring.

Mr. McMahon: Orton—you’re at the end of the line.

Cheers from the crowd, we cut to Orton as he gawks at McMahon intently, before we cut back to the Chairman.

Mr. McMahon: Quite frankly, I would fire ya’ right now on the spot, but I’m in a good mood so I’m not going to. Orton, you put me and my family through hell. What kind of person do you think I am if we came out here and gave you a rematch for a championship that you don’t deserve?

The crowd cheers, we cut to Orton who looks somewhat aggravated.

Randy Orton: I deserve it, Vince!

We cut back to the Chairman whilst he laughs.

Mr. McMahon: You deserve it? You deserve it?

Orton mouths ‘yeah’.

Mr. McMahon: You don’t deserve anything Orton, you earn it! And I’m going to get to the matter at hand—Randy, you’re not getting a title match!

Huge pop from the crowd; Orton marches around the ring, even further aggravated.

Randy Orton: Vince, I deserve another match, you give it to m—

*Time to Play The Game*

Orton stops in his tracks so to say, as the WWE Champion steps out onto the stage beside the Chairman to a standing ovation.

Michael Cole: It’s Triple H! Look at Orton, King, he’s stopped right in his tracks!

‘The Game’, decked in a pair of jeans and a WWE t-shirt, with the coveted WWE Championship lying across his shoulder, grins. He takes the mic from McMahon, and pulls it to his lips to speak…

Triple H: Aw, what’s wrong, Orton? Cat got your tongue when I show up?

Laughter from the crowd, Orton doesn’t look too pleased.

Triple H: First off Orton, just like Vince said—you don’t deserve anything.

Pop.

Triple H: As a matter of fact—if you deserve anything, it’s me kicking your ass—and the only thing stoppin’ me is I don’t want to get your bloodstains all over the ring at the start of the show.

Cheap pop.

Triple H: But, I’ll be fair. Pop, [pointing at Vince] tell me if you agree. I’ll give you a shot Orton, if you win your match tonight. And just in case you get lucky and actually do win, then hell, I’ll live up to my word, and kick your ass one more time.

Pop from the crowd again, Orton is livid.

Randy Orton: It’s not if, Hunter, it’s when, and you won’t do anything! I’m going to get what’s rightfully mine tonight, and lemme just tell ya’—when I face you and beat you, I’m gonna do what I should’ve done last night—and that’s punt you—in the—skull.

Heat, Orton and his Legacy associates grin, whilst ‘The Game’ looks unfazed.

Triple H: Whoa, hold up, sheriff. Did it take you all day to come up with that?

‘The Game’ grins, the crowd cheer, and Orton gets even more irate.

Randy Orton: Hunter, enough with the games. Tonight, when I beat whoever you make me face—you’re over.

Triple H: Tonight—oh no, it’s not tonight. It’s right now.

The crowd cheer, Orton gazes at ‘The King of Kings’.

Triple H: Oh, and before we get this movin’—Cody, Ted—you’re banned from ringside!

Bigger ovation from the crowd; Cody and Ted yell towards the WWE Champ and exit the ring as ‘The Viper’ stares straight forward menacingly.

Michael Cole: What an announcement from Triple H, King! Randy Orton has one more shot—IF, he can beat his opponent right now! And Cody and Ted are banned from ringside!

Jerry Lawler: What a start to the show, but Michael, who is it!?

And King’s question is answered, as…

*SOS*

Huge pop from the crowd, as KOFI KINGSTON makes his way out onto the stage. Kofi grins and shakes hands with ‘The Game’ and Mr. McMahon, before transcending down the ramp towards the ring.

Michael Cole: Well your question was answered, King! It’s going to be Kofi Kingston one-on-one with ‘The Apex Predator’, and it’ll be LIVE—next!


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercials, Kingston and Orton are both in the ring.

Michael Cole: Welcome back to RAW ladies and gentlemen, and we’re about to be underway with our first match of the evening, Randy Orton one-on-one against Kofi Kingston. And if you’re just now tuning in folks, this match will determine if Randy Orton faces Triple H in a rematch for the WWE Championship.

Kingston’s music comes to an end as both men circle the ring awaiting the bell.


Match 1
Randy Orton vs. Kofi Kingston
If Orton wins, he gets a rematch for the WWE Championship

The match is underway and we’re off! It’s ‘The Viper’ against the fast and agile Kofi Kingston! Fairly even throughout the early-stages of the match with both men getting in early offense on the other. At around the one-and-half minute mark, Kingston took Orton down with a springboard clothesline, and tried to follow it up with a Boom Drop, but the more-experienced ‘Apex Predator’ slid out of the way just in time, and took the advantage by working on Kingston’s left knee. For the next two minutes or so, Orton continued to work on Kingston’s knee, stomping away at it several times and completing several knee drops; blowing time and taunting his opponent. Kingston came back to life however with a dropkick to Orton, followed by several clotheslines. Thereafter, Kingston went for a diving crossbody, but ‘nobody was home’ as Orton quickly moved out his path. ‘The Apex Predator’ stomped away at Kingston once again, taking the advantage and getting into his crazy zone preparing for the RKO. All went as planned with Kingston rising to his feet, and Orton went for the RKO … … … BUT Kingston hit ‘The Viper’ with a forearm smash, turned him around, and nailed him with a vicious Trouble in Paradise to get the pin and the victory!
Winner: Kofi Kingston (at 8:35)

Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, Kofi Kingston!

“SOS” blasts from the PA system as the referee holds Kofi Kingston’s hand in the air in victory, whilst ‘The Viper’ recovers in the corner.

Michael Cole: He couldn’t do it, he lost! Ladies and gentlemen, Kofi Kingston defeated ‘The Viper’, and Randy Orton isn’t getting a match against Triple H!

Jerry Lawler: What a win by Kofi Kingston! This young man put on a good match, and came out victorious!

Michael Cole: But we all have to wonder folks, what does this mean?

Kofi exits the ring and celebrates whilst heading up the ramp. A few seconds later, his music comes to an end and we cut back to the ring, where Randy Orton sits in the corner of the squared circle. Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes enter the ring, and stand in front of ‘The Apex Predator’ as he continues to sit in the corner; staring into space, the crowd booing and taunting him but he seems unfazed.

Michael Cole: One has to wonder what’s going through the mind of ‘The Viper’ right now, what do you think King?

Jerry Lawler: I have no clue Michael, but you have to know that he’s not the happiest camper right now.

‘The Viper’ finally stands up, and puts his hands onto his face, and follows up with a kick to the mat and a screeching yell. Orton marches around the ring in circles, his protégées trying to talk to him, before exiting the ring. Orton looks livid, and slams his hand onto the outside-the-ropes portion of the ring mat before walking up the ramp, followed by Rhodes and DiBiase. The trio walk alongside one another, mumbling amongst themselves, as we fade…


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercial break the camera pans to Mr. McMahon’s office. The Chairman is inside, leaning against a desk. He’s on the phone, but is interrupted as someone in the distance is yelling “Vince! Vince!”. Whoever the culprit is has apparently walked into the office, as McMahon utters…

Mr. McMahon: Listen, I’ll call you back.

The camera backs away to reveal RANDY ORTON standing in front of Mr. McMahon, alongside Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase. McMahon stares at the trio suspiciously.

Randy Orton: Vince, that was a travesty! I want one more match!

Mr. McMahon: Randy, you lost. You get no more matches.

Orton is even more livid, as his eyes gaze intently at the Chairman, his eyeballs literally bulging from their sockets.

Mr. McMahon: Now get out of my office.

The in-arena crowd cheers as ‘The Viper’ sighs, obviously agitated, before leaving Mr. McMahon’s office; Cody and Ted both shake their heads in disgust before also leaving. McMahon stares on, before pulling his phone back out as we cut back to the arena. We focus in on the center of the ring, where our ring announcer, Lillian Garcia, as well as a WWE ref, stands by.

Lillian Garcia: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

*Paparazzi*

The Houston crowd lets out a roaring cheer as the ‘Paparazzi Diva’ Melina makes her way out onto the stage, along with Mickie James.

Michael Cole: Welcome back to RAW ladies and gentlemen, Michael Cole here, with Jerry ‘the King’ Lawler, bringing you the world’s longest running weekly episodic television series in history, and what a confrontation that could’ve turned into! Randy Orton went to Mr. McMahon’s office after his loss to Kofi Kingston, and demanded for another opportunity, and McMahon said no, he’s not getting it!

Jerry Lawler: Cole we’ll talk about that later, look at the divas! Two of my favorites, Melina and Mickie James!

Lillian Garcia: Introducing first, making their way to the ring, the team of Mickie James and Melina!

Melina and Mickie James make their way to the ring, taunting for the crowd, before James jumps into the ring, and Melina follows up with her unique split-entrance.

Jerry Lawler: My, oh my! I love that entrance every time she does it!

Michael Cole: Be that as it may, King, this is going to be a tag team match between Melina and Mickie James, going one on one with Rosa Mendes, and the Women’s Champion, ‘The Glamazon’ Beth Phoenix.

*Glamazon*

The Women’s Champion, along with Rosa Mendes and Santino Marella, make their way out onto the stage and down the ramp towards the ring.

Lillian Garcia: And their opponents, making their way to the ring, accompanied by Santino Marella, Rosa Mendes and the WWE Women’s Champion, ‘The Glamazon’ Beth Phoenix!

Michael Cole: And here comes the Women’s Champion, as well as her associate Rosa Mendes, and Santino Marella!

Jerry Lawler: Cole, be quiet! I love watchin’ the divas!

Michael Cole: I’m doing my job, King—

Jerry Lawler: Okay, fine. Ladies and gentlemen, RAW is brought to you by Burger King. Burger King – have it your way. And Cole lemme tell ya’, I really wish I could have it my way right about now.

Michael Cole: Do you ever listen to yourself, King? Do you?

Phoenix and Rosa Mendes enter the ring, and Santino stays on the outside in their corner, as the Women’s Champion’s music halts as the match is about to go underway.


Match 2
Mickie James & Melina vs. Rosa Mendes & Beth Phoenix

The ref calls for the bell, and we’re underway! It’s Mickie James and Melina, going against Rosa Mendes, and the Women’s Champ, Beth Phoenix! Phoenix and Melina start the match off, the match staying even for the first minute or so, until odds turn in Phoenix’s favor as she takes the ‘Paparazzi Diva’ down with a superplex! The Women’s Champion continues to hold the advantage, isolating Melina from her tag team partner, with a seated double chiickenwing. Thereafter, Phoenix continued to stay in control, trying for several pin attempts to no success with three two-counts. An angry ‘Glamazon’ messed up however, and Melina began to fight back and got the hot tag to James! James connected with a Thesz press to Phoenix, and began punching away but ‘The Glamazon’ powered her way out from under James. Phoenix ran towards James, going for a clothesline, but James ducked, and Phoenix accidentally nailed her partner Rosa Mendes~! Mendes fell to the arena floor which distracted Phoenix long enough to turn around into a nasty Mick Kick, and bring James and Melina the win!
Winners: Mickie James & Melina (at 5:11)

Lillian Garcia: Here are your winners, Mickie James and Melina!

Michael Cole: They did it, they did it! Mickie James and Melina have beat Rosa Mendes and ‘The Glamazon’! And it was all thanks to Phoenix accidentally hitting her partner with a clothesline, which distracted the Women’s Champion long enough to get hit with a Mick Kick and a loss!

Jerry Lawler: What a great win by Mickie and Melina, Cole, but now it’s depressing because I have to watch them leave!

“Paparazzi” plays in the background as Melina and Mickie James celebrate whilst leaving the ring. The camera focuses on Phoenix as she recovers from the devastating Mick Kick, looking outside of the ring to see Santino Marella lifting Rosa Mendes off of the arena floor. Phoenix stands up and looks on as Marella begins to walk around the ring towards the ramp still carrying Mendes.

Michael Cole: Look at ‘The Glamazon’, King, she looks mad.

Jerry Lawler: No doubt, Cole, first she lost the match, and now her boyfriend is carrying another woman! Santino is dumb, I’ve done that before and it didn’t work out too well.

Michael Cole: You think, King?

Phoenix exits the ring and walks behind Marella, looking rather confused and angry, as he carries Mendes backstage; and we fade to…


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercial break, the camera focuses on a backstage hallway. SANTINO MARELLA walks into sight, and Phoenix follows behind him.

Beth Phoenix: Santino, just explain it to me!

Santino Marella: I don’t know how to explain aht to you’s, Beth. I was just’a helpin’ her! You are’a my girl ‘fran!

Beth Phoenix: Santino, don’t play stupid, you wouldn’t go that far just to help her!

Santino Marella: Beth, I’ma tellin’ you ‘tha truth!

Beth pushes Santino against the corridor wall and ‘The Italian Stallion’ looks rather scared.

Beth Phoenix: I’m done Santino, I’m done!

‘The Glamazon’ slaps Santino and walks away out of the cameras view, as Santino rubs his face in agony. All of a sudden, Marella looks at something out of the view of the camera. A moment later, the camera backs away to reveal the new WWE Hall of Famer, STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN~!!

The crowd goes NUTS, as Steve Austin, wearing the Stone Cold t-shirt and a pair of jeans, with a beer in hand, stands toe-to-toe with Marella.

Steve Austin: Good God, boy—you’re her bitch.

Huge pop from the in-arena crowd, Santino continues to stare at Austin, still rubbing his face.

Steve Austin: Here—you need this more than I do.

Austin holds the beer out towards Marella; Marella is about to grab it when Austin pulls it back.

Steve Austin: Boy, you really thought I was gonna give you my beer? You really are stupid!

‘Stone Cold’ laughs, before acting like he’s about to leave, when he…

Steve Austin: Bam!

Marella flinches as Austin acts like he’s about to hit him. For s moment, Austin just stares blankly at the ‘Italian Stallion’ before walking away, muttering to himself. Marella stands still and watches Austin leave when all of a sudden RON SIMMONS walks into the scene. The crowd goes wild again, as Simmons just stares intently at Marella.

Ron Simmons: …DAMN!

The in-arena crowd cheer as Simmons walks away. Thereafter, we cut away and focus in on the announce table.

Michael Cole: Moving on folks—what a spectacle WrestleMania 25 was last night—and I can say is, well—damn!

Jerry Lawler: Did you see the look on Santino’s face, Cole? Stone Cold—Ron Simmons—it was priceless!

Michael Cole: Be that as it may, we’d like to take the time to thank the WWE Universe for watching and attending WrestleMania last night, and if you haven’t seen it yet, a feature presentation will air this Wednesday night on pay-per-view.

Jerry Lawler: What an event it was, it’s down in the history books and Cole I’ll tell ya’, in my honest opinion it was one of the best WrestleMania’s I’ve ever seen.

Michael Cole: And not only that King, but the Hall of Fame as well. Ladies and gentlemen, let’s take you back Saturday night, as WWE inducted several worthy individuals into the Hall of Fame, Class of 2010.

We fade away and view a Hall of Fame recap video, which showcases various moments throughout the Hall of Fame ceremony, including statements by the Class of 2010 inductors, as well as the inductees. The video then shows Austin’s shenanigans last night at WrestleMania, before it ends. Afterwards, we cut back to the arena, as…

*Break the Walls Down*

The crowd is thundering down with roaring heat as CHRIS JERICHO makes his way out to the ring. Jericho, wearing a grey suit with a purple tie, makes his way down the ramp, soaking in all of the animosity towards him from the audience to no effect.

Michael Cole: Here comes Chris Jericho, and last night at WrestleMania ladies and gentlemen, he defeated Ricky Steamboat, ‘Rowdy’ Roddy Piper, and Jimmy ‘Superfly’ Snuka in a three-on-one match like he promised he would, but after the match he was punched and knocked out by actor Mickey Rourke.

Jerry Lawler: Cole, you should’ve seen him earlier today. He was in such a foul mood due to last night.

Michael Cole: Isn’t he always, King?

Jericho makes his way into the ring, and receives a mic from a ringside crewmember, before making his way to the center of the ring staring out into the crowd, as his music fades away.

Chris Jericho: All of you tapeworms and parasites, listen up and listen clearly.

Jericho stares menacingly out into the crowd, which receives further booing.

Chris Jericho: Last night at WrestleMania 25 I did what I said I’d do—I walked down that very ramp, walked into this very ring, faced off against Ricky ‘the Dragon’ Steamboat, ‘Rowdy’ Roddy Piper, and ‘Superfly’ Jimmy Snuka, beat them each one-by-one, and showed them and all of you that truly I am the best in the world at what I do.

Further heat, Jericho steps out of the ring and walks around the barricade, eyeing all of the ringside fans. Jericho stops directly in front of a small boy and stares at him.

Chris Jericho: You—junior—what’s your name?

Small Boy: Nathan.

Chris Jericho: What was your favorite part of WrestleMania last night?

Small Boy: Umm…

Jericho walks away from the small boy and continues to circle ringside before stopping in front of a man and a woman.

Chris Jericho: You two—what’s your names?

Male Fan: Michael.

Female Fan: Melissa.

Chris Jericho: Melissa, what was your favorite part of WrestleMania?

Female Fan: John Cena beating Edge and Big Show!

Cheap pop for the female fan’s response, Jericho looks disgusted.

Chris Jericho: So typical, you parasite. Michael, what was your favorite part?

Male Fan: Mickey Rourke knockin’ you out!

Applause from the crowd for the male fan’s response, Jericho looks angry and stares intently at the man for a few moments, before going back into the ring.

Chris Jericho: Thank you Michael for your ‘great’ response, because that brings me to my next point. Rourke—I know you’re backstage, and I know you’re watching. You want to punch me, huh?

Pop from the crowd.

Chris Jericho: Of course you hypocrites would cheer for that. Rourke—let these parasites motivate you to come out here and try to hit me again. Try it—I dare you—I beg you—this isn’t Hollywood, Rourke, this is my ring—and this is where I do what I do, and that’s be the best in the wo—

*Also sprach Zarathursta*

The crowd goes INSANE, as ‘The Nature Boy’ steps out onto the stage~! Jericho looks on in shock as Flair, wearing a black suit, makes his transcend down the ramp; yelling “WOO!” into the camera.

Michael Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, Chris Jericho has called out Mickey Rourke but Rourke is not who he got! Instead, he got ‘The Nature Boy’!

Jerry Lawler: The 16 time world champ! The stylin’ and profilin’ Ric Flair! This night is gettin’ better and better, Cole!

‘The Nature Boy’ enters the ring and receives a mic from a ringside crewmember and stands across from Jericho, who looks on at the 16 time world champion in disgust.

Ric Flair: Houston, Texas—WOOOOO!!

The crowd echoes Flair with a “WOO” of their own.

Ric Flair: Jericho—sorry to burst your bubble, but Mickey Rourke has already left the building.

Jericho looks on in disgust, as Flair continues.

Ric Flair: But that doesn’t stop ‘The Nature Boy’, the stylin’, the profilin’, the limousine ridin’, the jet flyin’, wheelin’ and dealin’, kiss stealin’, 16 time World Champion, son of a gun from comin’ out the night after WrestleMania!

The crowd cheers heavily for ‘The Nature Boy’.

Chris Jericho: Flair—why are you out here?

Jericho stares at Flair, a smug expression on his face.

Ric Flair: I’m out here ‘cause I have to tell ya’ somethin’, Chris. You, my friend—you need to let go.

Jericho mouths “let go?”.

Ric Flair: Yeah, you need to let go. You need to realize that you won last night—you disproved me, and a whole heck of a lot of people, and need to let go of this obsession you have with Mickey Rourke. I mean, look at it this way Chri—

Chris Jericho: Let go? Really, let go? Flair—you should be the last one to tell me to let go. And another thing Flair, I’m not your friend, so don’t call me as such.

Heat from the crowd.

Chris Jericho: You’re the one who needs to let go Flair. Last year at WrestleMania 24, Shawn Michaels beat you and put you into retirement. It was fifteen years late, but yes, someone finally did it. So there’s a big throw off for you, but guess what? Next thing we know, you’re back. And then you’re back again. And then you’re back again after the second time. And then you’re back again, and the cycle continues to wrap around in a circle.

Heat.

Chris Jericho: These people, and the people in the back might be parasites and hypocrites, but Flair, you’re the worst of them all. After you’re forced to retire, you keep comin’ back, disgracing this company—hell, disgracing yourself for that matter—ruining your legacy trying to get back in this ring one way or the other, and Flair, you’ve made yourself a money-hungry failure. You keep coming back trying to make a quick buck and trying to pander to all of these hypocrites and leach worms, trying to take the spotlight from me!

Heat.

Chris Jericho: You’re nothing, Flair. You’re a has been who doesn’t know how to stay away—how to let the real talent shine—how to let me be the best in the world. How do your kids feel about it, Flair? How about your fifth wife? Huh?

Heat ensues even further as Flair looks away from Jericho.

Chris Jericho: You’re a hypocrite, Flair—you’re the one who needs to move on and let go.

Jericho throws his mic down and slaps ‘The Nature Boy’~!! Major heat ensues, as Flair turns his full attention back to Jericho—before nailing him with a signature chop! The crowd lets out a “WOO”. Another chop! Two more! BUT JERICHO TAKES FLAIR DOWN WITH A NASTY CODEBREAKER~!!

Michael Cole: No, no! Jericho just nailed Ric Flair with a Codebreaker!

Jericho stands over the fallen ‘Nature Boy’, before stomping away at him to further heat. All of a sudden…

*HOOOO!*

The crowd cheers as ‘Hacksaw’ Jim Duggan runs down to the ring and quickly slides in surprisingly, and Jericho starts stomping away at him!!

Michael Cole: It’s ‘Hacksaw’ Jim Duggan! He came to the aid of Ric Flair!

‘Hacksaw’ fights back against Jericho’s repeated stomps and gets to his feet, punching away at Jericho! Back and forth punches ensue between the two, and now Flair is back on his feet! ‘The Nature Boy’ turns Jericho around and hits him with a chop to the chest! And another one!

Michael Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, Ric Flair and ‘Hacksaw’ Jim Duggan are fighting back!

Flair goes for another chop, Jericho’s on the mat! Flair lets out a thunderous “WOO!” and grabs hold of Jericho’s left leg, but Jericho quickly slides out of the ring and escapes to the bottom of the ramp. Flair and ‘Hacksaw’ Jim Duggan look on at Jericho to the crowd’s delight, as “Also sprach Zarathursta” hits.

Jerry Lawler: ‘Hacksaw’ and ‘The Nature Boy’ fought off Chris Jericho, but I don’t think this is the end of this, Cole!

Michael Cole: What a night this has been! And we’re not even halfway done! ‘The Nature Boy’ and ‘Hacksaw’ Jim Duggan reign supreme!

Flair and ‘Hacksaw’ taunt for the crowd, as the camera cuts to the top of the stage, where Jericho stands looking on at the happenings in the ring, his face blood-red and his eyes ‘colder than ice’, as we fade…


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercial break, the screen is black, and we watch as…



*Video Package*
A packed-out arena is shown; and in the center of it is an empty ring.

Female Narrator: It’s only once a year—where revenge is sought…

A video plays of Jeff and Matt Hardy brawling inside the ring.

Female Narrator: It’s when battles become wars…

A video plays of HBK superkicking The Undertaker.

Female Narrator: It’s when the resilience of a warrior brings him defeat over the weaker warrior…

A video plays of Randy Orton punting Rey Mysterio.

Female Narrator: It’s when…

A video plays of the performer each time they speak…

John Cena: blood will be lost…

Rey Mysterio: tears will be shed…

Triple H: sacrifice will be made…

CM Punk: loss is not an option…

Matt Hardy: vengeance will be paid…

Undertaker: I reign supreme…

Randy Orton: I am not weak…

Zack Ryder: It’s…

Curt Hawkins: It’s…

Chris Jericho: It’s…

Shawn Michaels: It’s…

Jeff Hardy: It’s…

Kane: It’s…

Female Narrator: …Backlash.

The ring is shown again, as smoke rises from it.

Male Narrator: Backlash—April 26, 2009—live—from TD Banknorth Arena in Boston, Massachusetts—on pay-per-view.

*End Video Package*



Thereafter, we cut backstage to Mr. McMahon’s office, as he is at the desk again, leaning against it on the phone.

Mr. McMahon: Yeah, yeah, it’s going to be great—

There’s a knock on the door.

Mr. McMahon: Yeah, come in. Hold on, I’ll call you back.

McMahon puts his phone away as the office door opens, the camera backs away to reveal it’s TED DIBIASE and CODY RHODES, which receives heat from the in-arena crowd.

Mr. McMahon: What?

Ted DiBiase: Mr. McMahon—we apologize for earlier. Y’see, Randy…

DiBiase stops himself, and Cody continues what he was saying instead…

Cody Rhodes: Randy got upset. But that’s not the point. The point is—I came here to ask for a match with Triple H.

Mixed reaction from the crowd; mainly due to the mention of the WWE Champion.

Mr. McMahon: You want a match with Triple H?

Cody Rhodes: Yes, I want it tonight.

Mr. McMahon: Ask him yourself.

Pop from the crowd, the camera backs away further to reveal TRIPLE H standing behind DiBiase and Rhodes, unbeknownst to them!

Triple H: So uh, what’re we talkin’ about here?

Rhodes and DiBiase quickly turn around, Rhodes being face-to-face with ‘The Game’, both members of The Legacy are silent.

Triple H: If you want a death wish Rhodes, it’ll be my favor. See ya’ out there.

The crowd cheers, as Triple H smirks and leaves the office, Rhodes and DiBiase still seemingly frozen in place and silent. We cut to the announce table.

Michael Cole: What a match set for tonight, folks. It’s going to be Triple H going one-on-one with ‘The Game’! But something is telling me this is a setup, I feel it in the pit of my stomach.

Jerry Lawler: I feel it too, Cole. Something tells me Randy Orton has something to do with this.

Michael Cole: Be that as it may, let’s take you to the ring ladies and gentlemen, to Lillian Garcia.

We cut to the ring, where Lillian Garcia stands by.

Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Laie, Hawaii, Sim Snuka!

The camera cuts to Sim Snuka, who taunts for the crowd, and then…

*Get Down on Your Knees*

The crowd begins to boo as the former ECW Champion, Jack Swagger, makes his way down the ramp.

Lillian Garcia: And his opponent, making his way to the ring and making his debut on Monday Night RAW, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Perry, Oklahoma, ‘The All American-American’ Jack Swagger!

Swagger, wearing his wrestling singlet, makes his way down to the ring with a cocky grin on his face.

Michael Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Monday Night RAW, and if you’re just joining us then you’re about to witness Sim Snuka, son of the legendary Jimmy ‘Superfly’ Snuka, go one-on-one with the ‘All American-American’ Jack Swagger.

Jerry Lawler: Tonight is Swagger’s debut on RAW, Cole. This kid is a very talented superstar, and was the former ECW Champion.

Michael Cole: Not the former, King, the final, as ECW was cancelled shortly before WrestleMania.

Jerry Lawler: Well, it didn’t turn out too bad, Cole, we got Swagger after all!

Swagger enters the ring, and takes the mic from Lillian Garcia.

Jack Swagger: Lillian, Lillian—it’s not the ‘All American-American’—it’s the two-time, two-time All American-American-American’, Jack Swagger! Try it.

Heat from the crowd as Swagger gives the mic back to Garcia.

Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, Sim Snuka’s opponent—the two-time, two-time ‘All American—American—American’, Jack Swagger.

Swagger grins and takes the mic back from Garcia as heat ensues. As Garcia is leaving, Swagger smacks her on the butt.

Jack Swagger: I’ll see you later, sweet thing, you might be the new Mrs. Swagger!

Heat.

Jack Swagger: Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! I’m Jack Swagger! Your two-time, two-time, ‘All American-American-American’!

Booing ensues, Swagger looks confused.

Jack Swagger: Why are you people booing me? You shouldn’t boo me, I’m the last ECW Champion!

Further booing…

Jack Swagger: You should be booing Sim Snuka! I mean look at him! He has no personality!

Further booing ensues before a “Swagger Sucks” chant begins.

Jack Swagger: Yeah, yeah—that’s what your mom was doin’ to me last night!

Swagger smirks at his corny joke as the fans continue to boo. Swagger finally throws the mic down, and gets set for the match.


Match 3
Sim Snuka vs. Jack Swagger

The ref calls for the bell, and the match is underway! It’s pitting Sim Snuka against RAW’s newest Superstar, Jack Swagger! Jack Swagger was dominant throughout the match, nailing several suplexes to Snuka early on, before taking it to mat wrestling, locking Snuka in an abdominal stretch. Snuka broke free of the hold however, and tried to fight Swagger off with several punches, but ended back down following a nasty big boot to the face. Thereafter, the ‘All-American-American-American’ finished Snuka off with a Gutwrench Powerbomb for the win.
Winner: Jack Swagger (at 3:44)

Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, ‘The All American-American-American’ Jack Swagger!

“Get Down on Your Knees” plays as Swagger celebrates his RAW debut win whilst the ref aids Snuka out of the ring.

Michael Cole: Well, Swagger might be cocky, and he might be brash, but he picked up the win.

Jerry Lawler: This kid is raw, Cole. He’ll for sure be a main eventer someday.

Swagger orders for a mic which he receives as his music fades away.

Jack Swagger: Lillian, sweet thing—you forgot two-time, two-time!

Heat ensues from the crowd as the ‘two-time , two-time’ ‘All American-American-American’ smirks.

Jack Swagger: Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! The winner of the match--the winner of your hearts—and the guy in your girlfriends bedroom—the two-time, two-time, ‘All American-American-American’!

“Get Down on Your Knees” hits again as Swagger grins before exiting the ring and walking up the ramp, with a swagger in his walk.

Michael Cole: Well ladies and gentlemen, coming up next, we’ll see two other recent Draft’s to RAW following the cancellation of ECW, and my personal favorites, John Morrison and The Miz, as they bring us a once-in-a-lifetime live Dirt Sheet! Do you watch it King?

Jerry Lawler: Dirt what?

Michael Cole: The Dirt Sheet, King! Only the greatest program on WWE.com right now! And it’s next!


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercial break we cut to the ring, which is decked out with a brown rug and the Dirt Sheet set. Howard Finkel steps into the middle of the ring.

Howard Finkel: Ladies and gentlemen, in a world of winners and losers, two men have risen above to bring you the Slammy Award winning show—The Dirt Sheet!

*Ain’t No Make Believe*

The crowd lets out a flourishing mixed reaction as John Morrison and The Miz exit the curtain and make their way down the ramp.

Michael Cole: Yeah! Yeah! It’s John Morrison, it’s The Miz! It’s—The Dirt Sheet!

The camera cuts to the announce table, as we see ‘fanboy’ Michael Cole standing up and clapping whilst ‘King’ is laughing.

Michael Cole: Woo, oh yeah! Let’s go JoMo! Let’s go Miz! C’mon King, applaud!

We cut back to Morrison and Miz, both wearing black suits with their World Tag Team Titles wrapped upon their shoulders, as they enter the ring, and sit on the lounge chairs set in place, as Howard Finkel exits the ring.

John Morrison: Hi, I’m John Morrison, and this is the live edition of The Dirt Sheet.

The Miz: And I’m your chick magnet—The Miz!

John Morrison: And tonight, we bring you “A Tale of Two Brothers”—the intensified story of Primo the premadonna—and Carlito the coyote.

A video begins on The Dirt Sheet screen, as well as the titantron for the others.


*Prerecorded Video*
Narrator: In a time where Carlito the coyote hunts down Primo the premadonna…

A video is shown of The Miz, disguised in an afro and bright-colored clothing, is in a dark alley in the middle of the night, apparently as “Primo the premadonna”

Primo the premadonna: Oh my, oh my, I’m in a dark alley and don’t know what’s going to happen.

Suddenly, John Morrison, disguised in an afro and fur, appears behind “Primo the premadonna”, apparently as “Carlito the coyote”.

Carlito the coyote: I’ll tell ju’ what’s going to happen, Carlito the coyote eats Primo the premadonna.

Primo the premadonna: NOOOOOOO! But you’re—you’re my brother!

Carlito the coyote: That’s the good thing about it! ‘Cause—‘cause—‘dats cool.

Lame video spoof, but anyways, “Carlito the coyote” laughs and heads towards “Primo the premadonna” when suddenly, the video goes black. After a few seconds, replays are shown of Carlito pinning John Morrison last night at WrestleMania, before the video goes black again.

*End Prerecorded Video*

We pan back to the ring, as John Morrison is now standing up facing the entranceway and titantron, as Miz is standing behind him.

John Morrison: Who put that in the video!?

Morrison pauses before continuing.

John Morrison: Folks, that wasn’t u-

…All of a sudden, MIZ NAILS MORRISON WITH A DEVESTATING SKULL CRUSHING FINALE~!!

Michael Cole: What the hell!? What’s happening?!

The crowd goes berserk with heavy jeers towards ‘The Awesome One’, as Miz lifts Morrison up from the mat, and THROWS HIM INTO THE VIDEO SCREEN, which proceeds to break it and make it fall over, as does ‘The Shaman of Sexy’~!!

Michael Cole: Miz! Miz! Miz! Look at it, King! Look at it! The Miz has attacked John Morrison! It’s about time!

Jerry Lawler: I thought you just said both Miz and John Morrison were your favorites, Cole?

Michael Cole: Oh hush, King, that’s nonsense! Look at that greatness!

Miz has a mic in hand as he kneels beside JoMo. Miz pulls Morrison’s head up off the mat by his hair, and looks him dead in the eye, before saying…

The Miz: John, you’re not worthy enough to be a partner with me anymore. Be jealous.

Miz throws Morrison’s head back to the mat to even further booing, as “Reality Check” hits. Miz dusts his shoulder off, puts his World Tag Team Title back around his shoulder, and grabs Morrison’s nearby title and exits the ring with it. Thereafter, we cut to the announce table.

Michael Cole: Yes! Yes! Yes! Way to go Miz, way to go!

‘King’ looks on at Cole in disgust, as ‘fanboy’ continues to stand and applaud The Miz.

Jerry Lawler: What’s gotten into you, Cole? John Morrison is hurt, and you’re cheering it on. Someone’s got to help the man.

Lawler takes his headset off, and leaves the table.

Michael Cole: Put a sock in it, King! The Miz is on top! King—wait King! Don’t go help him!

We cut to the ring as “Reality Check” stops, as Jerry Lawler enters the ring and checks on JoMo. Shortly thereafter, several medics come down to the ring with a stretcher, and ‘King’ aids them putting ‘The Shaman of Sexy’ on it, whilst the fans stay silent. Thereafter, the medics roll Morrison and the stretcher up the ramp as we fade to black.


{Commercials}


After we return from the commercial break we cut backstage to a hallway. The Miz is spotted walking towards the camera. Josh Matthews suddenly runs into the scene beside Miz.

Josh Matthews: Miz, can I get your comments? What was that all about with John Morrison?

The Miz: I’m better than John Morrison and if it wasn’t for him we wouldn’t have lost last night. He’s done riding my curtails and taking my spotlight—I’m finding someone worthy of holding the World Tag Team Titles with me.

Clapping is heard in the background, when CHRIS JERICHO walks into view.

Chris Jericho: A round of applause, Miz. Finally—you got rid of that curtail riding leach worm. He’s not even in the same building as you, Miz.

The Miz: Thanks Jericho.

Chris Jericho: Don’t mention it. Say—I’d like to talk to you after the show, what’dya say?

The Miz ponders for a moment.

The Miz: Sure.

Jericho grins.

Chris Jericho: Alright, I’ll see ya’ later, Miz.

Jericho walks out of the scene, as we fade away to…


*Video Package*
We see nothing.

Male Narrator: It happens once a year—it’s time—to…

Vince McMahon [Voice]: Shake things up again!

Male Narrator: On Monday, April 27, 2009—in a special three hour broadcast of Monday Night RAW—featuring the Stars of RAW…

A quick video montage, showing several different RAW Stars, is shown.

Male Narrator: and SmackDown…

A quick video montage, showing several different SmackDown Stars, is shown.

Male Narrator: Bring you—the 2009—WWE Draft…

A quick video montage, showing several different WWE Stars from both brands looking straight into the camera, plays.

Male Narrator: It’ll shake the WWE’s core—and will change the lives of Stars all throughout…

And suddenly, ‘Good Ol’ J.R.’ Jim Ross’ “THE WORLD IS WATCHING” voiceover is heard, as a logo, advertising the Draft, is shown.

Male Narrator: 2009 WWE Draft. A special three hour edition of RAW. Monday, April 27, 2009, starting at 8/7 central. Will you be watching?

*End Video Package*


We cut to the announce table, where Michael Cole and Jerry Lawler sit by.

Michael Cole: Welcome back to Monday Night RAW ladies and gentlemen, Michael Cole here, alongside WWE Hall of Famer, Jerry ‘the King’ Lawler, and you heard it folks … the WWE Draft is comin’ back!

Jerry Lawler: It was such an announcement, Cole. I’m ready for it. And quite frankly I’m hoping Miz gets drafted to SmackDown.

Michael Cole: Oh, shut up, King! You’ve always been on the ‘I hate Miz’ bandwagon and I’m tired of it!

Jerry Lawler: There’s no bandwagon, Cole! The man attacked John Morrison, and now he’s on his way to the hospital!

Michael Cole: He deserved it, King. The Miz is greatness!

‘King’ rolls his eyes disgustingly at ‘fanboy’, as…

*This Fire Burns*

The camera pans to the entranceway, and the crowd goes INSANE~!

Michael Cole: And here comes the new Mr. Money in the Bank! CM Punk!

Jerry Lawler: What a match he put on last night. A well deserved win for sure.

…And out walks Mister Money in the Bank CM PUNK; dressed in a t-shirt that has “MONEY in the BANK!” labeled across the front and a pair of his signature trunks, with the MITB briefcase in hand,

Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 218 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, the NEW – Mr. – Money in the Bank, C – M – PUUUNNNKKKKK!

Punk makes his way into the ring, and takes the mic from Lillian Garcia. His music fades away, and he lies the MITB briefcase on the mat before sitting Indian-style beside it.

CM Punk: …Two times!

Pop from the crowd.

CM Punk: …Two times I did it. Two times I came out here with this briefcase. Two times I’m going to cash in.

Another pop.

CM Punk: Before my match starts … I just wanted to come out here and say a few words. Like for example … we’re still here in the great Houston, Texas!

Pop.

CM Punk: We’re all here at Monday Night RAW!

And again, a cheap pop.

CM Punk: And—yeah, this is the best yet—I stand—or technically sit, here before you as Mr. Money in the Bank!

Another pop as Punk grabs the briefcase and holds it up in the air, but is interrupted as…

*Time To Shout*

A cheap heat reaction illuminates from the Houston crowd, as DOLPH ZIGGLER steps out onto the stage, heading for the ring.

Lillian Garcia: And his opponent, weighing in at 213 pounds, from Hollywood, Florida, Dolph – Ziggler!

Michael Cole: And CM Punk’s talking is done folks, as Dolph Ziggler is making his way to the ring for his one-on-one matchup with the Mr. Money in the Bank.

Jerry Lawler: Both are tremendous young talents, Cole; and if Ziggler can pull off the win here tonight, he’ll be in store for a bright future no doubt.

We cut to the ring as Ziggler is entering it with a mic already in hand, staring straight towards Punk, who is now standing up with the briefcase in hand. His music fades away…

Dolph Ziggler: Hi, I’m Dolph Ziggler.

Booing ensues as Ziggler smirks and offers his hand to Punk for a handshake. Mr. Money in the Bank grins.

CM Punk: Hi, I’m Mr. Money in the Bank, and I don't care.

Pop from the crowd as Punk grins back at Ziggler; the latter annulling his proposed handshake.

Dolph Ziggler: Funny guy, huh? We’ll see who’s funny when I beat you.

CM Punk: Bring it.

Punk throws his mic down and takes his t-shirt off; ready for action, and hands his briefcase to a ringside staff member as the ref enters the ring.


Match 4
CM Punk vs. Dolph Ziggler

The ref calls for the bell, and the match is underway! It’s Dolph Ziggler going one-on-one with the NEW Mr. Money in the Bank, CM Punk! The match starts out evenly between both competitors, both men going nonstop and performing some of their signature moves on the other. A nice Scoop Powerslam from Ziggler to Punk at the 3:39 mark, followed up by a pinfall attempt … but only a 2! Ziggler is angry and locks Punk in a sleeper hold! Still no win for Ziggler yet however, and Punk finally fights back with a sick step-up enzuiguri~! Punk has control from this point forward, locking Ziggler in several submissions, but Ziggler breaks free. Ziggler with a Zig Zag … … … WAIT, NO!! Punk ducks! He lifts Ziggler up! Yes … yes … YES! He connects with a devastating GTS~!! The crowd is hyped … and then the lights go out! Seconds later, they’re back on … … … FIRE ILLUMINATES FROM THE STAGE! KANE makes his way to the ring and enters it … to NAIL Punk with a Chokeslam~!! The ref calls for the bell!
Winner: CM Punk via DQ (at 9:48)

Michael Cole: What the hell?! Kane just attacked CM Punk!

Jerry Lawler: The Big Red Monster is mad, Cole! He almost won Money in the Bank last night if it wasn’t for CM Punk!

Kane stares at the ref, before hitting him with a nasty Chokeslam as well! The crowd is going berserk, it’s pandemonium! Ziggler gets up … a Chokeslam for him as well~!

Michael Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, Kane has wreaked chaos, and has abruptly ended this match between CM Punk and Dolph Ziggler! Oh – oh no, oh no!

Kane has Punk lifted up, beaming repulsively, and turns him over, KANE NAILS HIM WITH A TOMBSTONE!! Massive heat ensues as ‘The Big Red Monster’ holds himself up on his knees, grinning down at the carnage across the ring. He squats above Mr. Money in the Bank, and the camera catches him yelling “YOU’VE UNLEASHED THE WRATH!” repeatedly, before he stands up and stands over the fallen ‘Straightedge Superstar’.

Michael Cole: What carnage done by ‘The Big Red Monster’. Folks, I—I don’t even know what to say.

Jerry Lawler: You just heard it, Cole, or at least I did. Kane just said you unleashed the wrath.

The camera follows as Kane makes his way up the ramp, still staring down at the carnage in the ring due to his destruction, with a nasty grin spread across his face; as we fade…


{Commercials}


As we return from the commercial break…

*Booyaka 619*

The crowd goes wild as the new Intercontinental Champion REY MYSTERIO runs out onto the stage, wearing a signature red-and-purple mask, a black button-up shirt, and a pair of faded jeans, amidst a tremendous set of pyro, as well as the IC Title which lies on Mysterio’s shoulder.

Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the NEEEWWWW Intercontinental Champion – REEEEYYY – MYYYYSTTEEERIOOOOO!

Michael Cole: Welcome back to Monday Night RAW ladies and gentlemen! The longest running weekly episodic series in all cable television! I’m Michael Cole, Jerry Lawler is with me, and here comes the new Intercontinental Champion, Rey Mysterio.

Jerry Lawler: What a win for Rey last night, and I mean it, what a win. It went so fast I didn’t have time to blink!

Michael Cole: Yes it did, King. Ladies and gentlemen, if you didn’t catch it last night, Rey Mysterio defeated JBL for that there Intercontinental Championship in twenty-one seconds—

Jerry Lawler: Hold on, Cole. Is it? Are you—folks, I’m getting word—yep. I just received word that the former champion JBL, who quit last night after his match, will be here on RAW next week to address the WWE Universe.

Michael Cole: What an announcement! JBL will be in the house! I can’t wait!

The camera follows Rey, as he is now circling the ring with a mic in hand. His music fades and the crowd is beaming now.

Rey Mysterio:

The crowd breaks out in a “Rey Mysterio” chant, the new champ grins.

Rey Mysterio: I’m back on top!

Pop from the crowd.

Rey Mysterio: Y’know, I heard a quote one time, and it was sayin’ a pretty good message. It said champions do not become champions when they win the event, but in the hours, weeks, months and years they spend preparing for it. And throughout my career, I’ve been preparin’ for it.

Pop.

Rey Mysterio: I made my way up from Tijuana, to ECW, to WCW, then here in WWE. I’ve won the Cruiserweight title, the tag titles, the Royal Rumble, and even the World Championship. And ever since then, I’ve been huntin’ for another chance, another title. And last night – I got it.

Pop again…

Rey Mysterio: Last night, I won this title.

Mysterio stares down at the IC Title that lies on his shoulder as the fans cheer.

Rey Mysterio: So from my heart, mi alma, gracias, voy a sorprender a todos ustedes.

Pop from the crowd, although many of them probably don’t even understand what he said.

Rey Mysterio: To my son Dominic and my sweet baby girl Aaliyah – papa es un campeon.

The crowd cheers and Rey stares into the camera and grins, when…

*Regality*

The crowd is now booing, as WILLIAM REGAL, in his traditional wrestling attire and trench coat, steps out onto the stage and makes his way down the ramp as Rey looks on. Regal transcends down the ramp, and climbs into the ring; staring down the Intercontinental Champ with a mic in hand as his music fades…

William Regal: You are imprudent sunshine, and naïve. You come out here and make your address – and during it, might I add, you speak to your family, in a language probably only five percent of these people understand. This is America, sunshine.

Mixed reaction; heat for the Rey comment, some cheers for the America comment.

William Regal: Oh, you peasants quit cheering.

Heat.

William Regal: America is no better – it’s bursting with cumbersome, obnoxious, twats.

Further heat.

William Regal: Now, my Great Britain on the other hand – it’s—

Rey Mysterio: Nothing special.

Pop from the crowd; Regal looks irritated.

Rey Mysterio: I mean let’s look back at history, Regal. I read the books – the great United States broke away from ‘em because they aren’t as strong as they look.

Another pop.

Rey Mysterio: But before we get in a country topic Regal, lemme ask – what do you want?

William Regal: What do I want? What do I want? I’ll tell you, sunshine. I want that there championship.

Heat.

William Regal: You’re not worthy of it. I, however, am worthy.

Rey Mysterio: Regal—Regal—listen, let’s finish the talkin’. Every bit of my career has been based on overcomin’ the odds, beating the giants, beating obstacles, y lo hice. I’ve won gold everywhere I’ve gone, and this Intercontinental Championship, I plan on keepin’, but if you want to be the first person I defend it against, then okay. Let’s do it right here, right now!

Huge pop from the crowd; Rey is amped up.

William Regal: Oh no, not tonight, sunshine – I’m going to wait.

Heat.

William Regal: You see, I’m not like you people. I don't rush into things, I perfect myself with patience. You see sunshine, I'm going to make my Great Britain proud. I’m going to beat you. And bring back British pride for all of those who stand behind me, and my upright values.

Further heat; Regal heads towards the rope preparing to exit the ring … when he runs back over and tries to ram Mysterio~!! … BUT REY DUCKS AND DROPKICKS A SURPRISED REGAL INTO THE RING ROPES!! You know what time it is … Rey makes his way to the opposite side … runs forward … GOES FOR THE 619~!! … BUT DID HE COMPLETE IT? NO! Regal has hurriedly escaped the ring, falling to the arena floor in the process! “Booyaka 619” hits as Regal stares on at the Intercontinental Champ; bewildered, now atop his feet.

Michael Cole: Well tonight, things didn’t go William Regal’s way, and how!

Jerry Lawler: Regal tried to attack Rey by surprise, but it didn’t work, and luckily for him, he escaped a 619.

Michael Cole: But this cannot be the end, King, this isn’t the last we’ve heard from Regal.

We cut away backstage; as we see a double-screen, showing both TRIPLE H and CODY RHODES heading to the ring, both heading separate ways.

Michael Cole: But moving on, folks, coming up next in the main event – it’ll be Cody Rhodes going one-on-one with the man he challenged earlier tonight, ‘The Game’ Triple H!

Jerry Lawler: It’s going to be a great match Cole, but I still feel a little suspicious.

And with that, we fade…


{Commercials}


Back from the break, and “Priceless (V2)” is blasting from the PA system; Cody Rhodes already in the ring; no Legacy with him.

Lillian Garcia: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, weighing in at 215 pounds, from Marietta, Georgia, he is The Legacy’s Cody Rhodes!

Michael Cole: Welcome back to Monday Night RAW ladies and gentlemen. Michael Cole and Jerry Lawler here, Cody Rhodes already in the ring, awaiting his opponent, ‘The Game’ Triple H, whom he had challenged earlier in the evening, and this is our main event!

*Time to Play the Game*

And with that, the crowd erupts into a pandemonium, as the WWE Champ, ‘The Game’ TRIPLE H steps out onto the stage, the arena lighting beaming on his coveted world title, which is wrapped around his waist.

Lillian Garcia: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 255 pounds, from Greenwich, Connecticut, he is the WWE Champion, ‘The Game’ TRIPPPLLEEEE – H!

Michael Cole: And here comes Cody Rhodes’ opponent, the WWE Champ, ‘The King of Kings’, the ‘Cerebral Assassin’, ‘The Game’ Triple H! And what a match this is going to be!

Jerry Lawler: It’s set out to be such a great main event, Cole, but I still have my suspicions – no Legacy at ringside, but I’m sure that’ll change sometime during this matchup.

‘The Game’ completes his signature spit-out water entrance routine and enters the ring and taunts; gazing at Rhodes the entirety of it. ‘The Game’ then prepares for the matchup as his music fades, handing his coveted title to a ringside crewmember.


Match 5: MAIN EVENT
Triple H vs. Cody Rhodes

The ref calls for the bell and the match is underway! Cody Rhodes, from The Legacy, squaring off with his mentors rival, the WWE Champ, Triple H! Both circle the ring for a few seconds, awaiting the other to make the first move, and Rhodes tries to clothesline ‘The Game’ but the WWE Champ doesn’t take it, hitting Rhodes with several chops, before hitting the rope, and sending Rhodes down with a running clothesline! Rhode is back on his feet, and another running clothesline from the WWE Champ!

‘The Game’ controls the match around three minutes thereafter; playing with the second generation superstar, and nailing him with a Spinning Spinebuster! Pin attempt by HHH at the 4:08 mark … IS IT? … … … NO! Just a 2½ count, as we head to the commercials.

Three minutes later and back from the break, and Rhodes is in control! A replay from the break is shown, HHH went for a jumping knee drop but Rhodes slid out of the way, and continued to work over his knee. Back to the live action, and Rhodes nails ‘The Game’ with a nasty knee drop! HHH makes it back to his feet, and Rhodes nails him with a Russian leg sweep! The WWE Champ is back down, Rhodes taking complete control by working HHH’s knee.

Rhodes continues to work on HHH’s knee, locking him in a signature Figure Four~!! HHH is desperate, he’s in excruciating pain … … … he’s about to tap!! … … … BUT HE FLIPS OVER, AND REVERSES THE FIGURE FOUR INTO ONE OF HIS OWN~!! Rhodes is in trouble, and the pain is getting to him … … … BUT he begins punching away at HHH’s knee, and reverses into his Figure Four again!

‘The Game’ is in extreme pain … IS HE GOING TO TAP?! … … … NOPE! He reached the rope, but Rhodes isn’t done yet! The ref starts the five-count to release. 1 … 2 … 3 … 4—Rhodes finally lets go of the hold, HHH still holding onto the ropes recovering. Rhodes gets up and taunts to booing as HHH lies in the corner recuperating. Rhodes continues his taunting before turning around INTO A CLOTHESLINE OUTTA NOWHERE BY TRIPLE H! The crowd is going nuts! HHH limps around the ring still recuperating. Rhodes is back up, another running clothesline!

HHH taunts and Rhodes is back on his feet! Rhodes runs towards ‘The Game’ and HHH takes him down with a Facebreaker knee smash! Rhodes is dazed, and HHH nails him with a Spinebuster! Both men are down! HHH grabs hold of his knee, feeling the full effects of the Spinebuster he completed, before crawling towards Rhodes and going for the pin!

1 … 2 … 3? NO!

HHH is LIVID~! He pulls himself up, with help from the ropes, and stares down at the still down Rhodes. After a few seconds, a groggy Rhodes makes it to his feet, and turns around to face ‘The Game’, HHH with a crotch-chop … AND A NASTY PEDIGREE~!! Cole yells out “HE’S GOT IT! HE’S GOT IT!” HHH goes for the pin! 1 … … 2 … … 3!!!

Winner: Triple H (at 14:50)

Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, the WWE Champion, TRIPPLEEEEE H!

Michael Cole: What a win for ‘The Game’ and what an effort put on by Cody Rhodes! Like it or not, he will be a future main eventer some day!

Jerry Lawler: I don’t like Rhodes Cole, but I have to agree, that kid will be on top one day.

Michael Cole: And boy, Legacy must be furious right about now, with Rhodes losing to Triple H, just one night after his brutal match with Randy Orton for his WWE Championship.

“Time to Play the Game” is playing as HHH finally gets to his feet, being handed his WWE Championship by the ref, to a tremendous applause with Rhodes still lying on the mat. ‘The Game’ makes his way out of the ring and begins heading up the ramp backwards; still staring down at the ring whilst taunting … … … AND OUTTA NOWHERE RANDY ORTON SHOVES HIM, SENDING HIS FACE STRAIGHT INTO THE CAMERA/CAMERAMAN IN FRONT OF HIM!

Michael Cole: And it’d be too great to end it with Triple H on top! The Legacy is out here!

Jerry Lawler: I knew it, Cole! Somethin’ wasn’t right!

Orton, and now Ted DiBiase in tow, stomps away at HHH as he lies on the ground. Rhodes is now back up and joins in on the attack on the outside of the ring as the crowd is going crazy, hurdling jeers and heavy boos towards The Legacy. Orton yells towards Rhodes and DiBiase, and the two latter lift the WWE Champ up and throw him in the ring below the bottom rope. Orton stands on the outside of the ring still at the bottom of the ramp, gazing at his Legacy protégées and the motionless WWE Champ.

Michael Cole: This is sick! We’ve got Triple H still down, and a cameraman! Why don’t you go save Triple H like you did that loser John Morrison, King?!

Jerry Lawler: This isn’t my business Cole, and I didn’t save anyone, I helped the man.

Michael Cole: Oh nonsense! You already know why you aren’t helping him, you don’t want to get beat just like him!

Jerry Lawler: Well why don’t you go save him, Cole?

Michael Cole: I’m an announcer, Jerry. I’m not a hero in that matter.

Orton continues to stare towards the three in the ring, before spotting HHH’s WWE Championship lying by his foot on the ramp. Orton grabs the title and lies it upon his shoulder. He enters the ring and yells at Rhodes, in which Cody exits the ring, and returns in with a SLEDGEHAMMER! Orton throws the title on the mat and grabs the sledgehammer from Rhodes, a sadistic smile spreading across his face. Orton yells at Rhodes and DiBiase again, in which they go and lift HHH up; Orton still staring at the sledgehammer with that sadistic smile.

Michael Cole: Oh no, oh no, I think I know what’s going to happen!

And with that, ORTON RUNS AND SMASHES THE SLEDGEHAMMER INTO TRIPLE H’s FACE~!! The WWE Champ falls to the mat immediately and rolls over to his back, his face now covered in blood!

Michael Cole: Oh my, what brutality by ‘The Viper’! Ladies and gentlemen, goodnight!

Orton does his typical ‘Apex Predator’ psycho-shenanigans, staring at the fallen and bloodied Triple H with a sick grin on his face. Thereafter, he stands back up and grabs hold of the WWE Championship again and stares at it in awe. He lifts it up and holds it proudly in the air whilst standing above the motionless bloody champion, DiBiase and Rhodes standing alongside, as we fade to black…


{End of Show}



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