Wolf Beast

I know I probably still owe reviews, but I dont have enough time to catch up on a lot of reviews, after a hectic festive season. I'll understand if there are some of you that are waiting for a reply to be returned dont want to rate the show, thats ok.

Raw; November 14th; Grand Rapids:

Opening Video

Pyro

Jim Ross: Monday Night Raw, is live, and on the air, from Grand Rapids, Michigan, for another explosive two hours, on the USA Network. I’m Jim Ross, joined by my broadcast colleague, The Coach!!

The Coach: I’m ready for a packed line up tonight J.R. Contract signing between John Cena and Shawn Michaels, Trish Stratus defends the Womens Championship, and two huge main event matches, with Batista facing Sting, and a major six man tag match, with Christian, Tyson Tomko and Rob Van Dam taking on Randy Orton, Booker T & Goldust.

Jim Ross: That’s all to come Coach, but if my schedule reads right, I believe that right now, it’s time to find out the next contender for the Intercontinental Title!!!

**Spit in the Face** Carlito enters the arena for our opening contest, alone, with Stacey Kiebler not here this evening.

The Coach: Here comes the future of Raw, the future of the WWE … here comes Carlito, Caribbean Cool.

Jim Ross: And I suppose that’ll be cool with you??

The Coach: Damn straight baby boy.

1st Match: Intercontinental Championship; #1 Contenders Match:
Carlito vs. Eugene
Eugene charges to the ring, and chases Carlito around the ringside area, fuming from what happened last week, but his temper causes him to make an early mistake, as Carlito slides back into the ring, and with Eugene coming after him, CCC drops an elbow, gaining the upper hand immediately.
CCC tries to wear his opponent down from the outset, applying a chinlock on Eugene, but we see just how fired up Eugene is, as he fights to his feet, walking around the ring, with Carlito on his back, before ramming CCC into the corner, and the opposite corner, with Carlito dropping off, falling to the mat.
Carlito tries to get out of the ring, but Eugene pulls him back inside, pounding his opponent down. The referee is forced to pull Eugene up, with Eugene on the brink of losing the match via DQ. The referee tries to calm him down, which gives Carlito the opportunity to hack Eugene from behind, taking Eugene down on the mat. CCC starts to stomp on the knee of Eugene, beginning a methodical beat down, heading into a commercial.
We return with Eugene making a comeback, firing up, Hulk Hogan style, no selling the offence from Carlito, before firing back, eventually knocking Carlito down with a big boot. He cups his ears to the fans, before going for the Immortal Leg Drop, but he MISSES!!! Carlito gets back up, and rolls Eugene up, 1...2...Kick Out!!! Both men get up, and Carlito runs at Eugene, but gets caught … ROCK BOTTOM!!! Eugene covers, 1...2...FOOT ON THE ROPE!!! Eugene dances around the ring, thinking he has won, but as the referee tries to tell him what happened, Carlito summons the energy, and rolls Eugene up, grabbing a handful of tights, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Carlito

Jim Ross: Gimme a break. Is Carlito just gonna cheat his way to the Intercontinental Championship??

The Coach: Cheat?? That’s not cool J.R. No, no. Carlito was just resting on Eugene’s tights, that’s all. No foul play whatsoever.

Jim Ross: I guess those sunglasses of yours are tinted Coach. And what the hell are you doing wearing sunglasses indoor, in autumn??

The Coach: I could ask you the same question about that ridiculous, uncool children’s hat!!!

Jim Ross: The fact remains Coach, in less than three weeks, Carlito will now challenge Rey Mysterio for the Intercontinental Championship.

The Coach: And, in less than three weeks, we’ll have ourselves a new Intercontinental Champion, which by the way, is cool.

Backstage, Marc Lloyd is with Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin.

Marc Lloyd: Guys, last week we learned that at Armageddon, you two will be challenging Mark Jindrak and Garrison Cade for the World Tag Team Titles, and of course, you also get to choose the stipulation. Last week, you said you’d take the next week to decide exactly what type of match you’d take, so now, I’d like to ask, have you made your decision??

Charlie Haas: Marc, we’ve thought long and hard over the past seven days, and we’ve come to our decision.

Shelton Benjamin: At Armageddon, at the Fleet Centre in Boston, it’ll be Mark Jindrak and Garrison Cade, facing the next World Tag Team Champions, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas…

Charlie Haas: IN A LADDER MATCH!!!

Lloyds eyes widen from shock, as Haas and Benjamin smile, bump knuckles, and walk off, as the camera cuts to the DX locker room.

Jindrak and Cade stand by a monitor, looking at each other, in fear, before turning around to talk to Michaels and Reigns.

Garrison Cade: Did you hear that guys??

Shawn Michaels: No, unless you haven’t realised, I’ve got other things, more important things on my mind.

Mark Jindrak: More important?? What’s more important than our tag team title match??

HBK looks up, then points to the World Title.

Shawn Michaels: That’s more important. Now, to be fair, I don’t give a rats ass what you two have to face at Armageddon, I’ve held your hands for far too long now. It’s time for you two to stand up and be taken notice of. I’ve got my own problems to deal with, ok??

Garrison Cade: Umm… yeah, sorry Shawn. I- we didn’t realise.

Luther Reigns: Yo, you two ready?? My match with Shelton Benjamin is in a few minutes. You coming with me??

Mark Jindrak: Yeah, we’re on our way.

Jindrak throws his title belt over his shoulder, before tapping Cade on the shoulder to come with him…

Garrison Cade: Y’know Shawn, you shouldn’t worry, remember, we’re DX, and we run this show, and everyone on it … including John Cena.
Shawn Michaels: (Not convincingly) Yeah, you’re right.

The other three members leave the room, whilst HBK still looks agitated, sitting down, deep in thought.

Commercial

2nd Match:
Shelton Benjamin w/Charlie Haas vs. Luther Reigns w/Cade & Jindrak
Just going to keep the match overviews short from here. With Benjamin keeping the momentum thanks to his speed and finesse advantage, it takes trickery from the tag team champions, Cade and Jindrak to get Reigns in the driving seat.
Luther wears down Benjamin, whilst Haas is furious, but gets restrained by the ref, before he can do anything. Eventually, Shelton begins a comeback, and looks to have Luther right where he wants him, looking to hit a T-Bone, but then, Jindrak gets on the apron, distracting the referee, allowing Cade to get in, and smash the tag title over Benjamin’s head. He slides out, with Haas losing his cool, and going after Cade and Jindrak, whilst Reigns covers, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Luther Reigns

Luther Reigns is the winner, thanks to some cheating, as per Cade and Jindrak usually revert to anyway. Haas gets beaten down on the outside, unable to get the better of the tag champions, and they hit a double DDT on the outside, leaving both challengers down now, sending a message, that Cade and Jindrak will do anything to keep the titles.
They leave up the ramp with Reigns, whilst Benjamin crawls to the outside, to check on his tag team partner, before the cameras cut backstage…

We see the Brotherhood (Theodore Long, Rodney Mack, Orlando Jordan, Jazz and it’s newest member Mark Henry) talking amongst each other backstage, with the gist of the conversation being their group held back by the man.

They watch as Eugene walks by, holding the back of his head, as if it’s sore…

Theodore Long: That’s the type of thing I’m talkin about playas. We’ve got the best athlete on the Raw roster, Orlando Jordan, we’ve got the Worlds Strongest Man, Mark Henry, we’ve got one bad, bad man, in Rodney Mack, and who can forget, our baby girl, Jazz. But instead of showcasing the best talent on the Raw roster, you have guys like Eugene, who cant spell his own name, getting a chance to fight for championship gold.

Orlando Jordan: It’s not fair Teddy. Rodney and I haven’t had a chance at the tag team titles since April.

Rodney Mack: And even at that, it was a tag team turmoil match!!

Theodore Long: That’s what I’m talking about playas. We’re being held back by the man!!!

Mark Henry punches a huge dent into a vending machine (surprisingly not injuring himself, )

Mark Henry: It’s just not fair Teddy. It’s not right, that idiots like Eugene gets put ahead of us.

Theodore Long: Fo shizzle dog.

Jazz: Guys, I think its about time we decided to do something about it. I’m sick of being held back.

Orlando Jordan: Jazz is right. If Ric Flair wont give us something, then from now on, we should take it.

Rodney Mack: You’re absolutely right OJ.

Theodore Long: Playas, what, are you waiting for. Lets find ourselves a white boy to make an example of.

Mark Henry: I’ve got this one covered.

Henry storms down the corridor with the rest of his stable mates following behind. He pushes a table over, and grabs Eugene by the back of the jacket, and in one fluid motion, Henry throws Eugene through a door, causing mass chaos, with officials etc sprinting to the aid of Eugene, whilst in the background, The Brotherhood laugh.

Theodore Long: Now that is how you make an impact playa.

Commercial

Jim Ross: We are back on Raw, and during the commercial break, Eugene was immediately taken to a local medical facility, following a brief, but devastating attack at the hands of the newest member of The Brotherhood, Mark Henry.

The Coach: It’s about time that Teddy Long, and his band got some recognition around here J.R. I’m quite impressed you even remembered there names, after so long with them on the sidelines.

Jim Ross: If that’s how they want to get some recognition Coach, I certainly cant condone it. If they want some real recognition, why don’t they get it done in the ring??

The Coach: They would Ross, but our General managers wont give them a proper chance!!

Jim Ross: Gimme a break. Folks, in just a few moments, we will have the official contract signing for Armageddon, when we will find out what stipulation John Cena will give us, as he prepares to challenge Shawn Michaels back in his home state, on December 4th.

Backstage, Christian and Tyson Tomko walk into Ric Flairs office.

Christian: Mr Flair. Looking great, might I add.

Ric Flair: Why, thank you Christian. Now, I’m guessing you didn’t come here to kiss my ass all night, am I right??

Christian: Uhhh … yeah. Listen, I appreciate you going to the trouble of making a six man tag tonight, featuring Captain Charisma, T Squared, and RVD, to get my hands on that punk Randy Orton. But Naitch, I was hoping more for something along the lines of a one on one match, between me and Orton.

Flair thinks for a moment, nodding.

Ric Flair: Okay, how about, we give Tomko, Van Dam, Booker T and Goldust the night off, and you can have Orton all to yourself tonight??

Christian looks taken aback by the offer.

Christian: Ehhh … well … ummm… I was thinking maybe something more along the lines of ehhh…

Ric Flair: Next week??

Christian: That sounds good, but I was thinking maybe Armageddon??

Ric Flair: Hmm. Christian vs. Randy Orton, at Armageddon. Deal.

Christian: I mean, I would have no problems taking on Orton tonight … or next week … it’s just …

Tyson Tomko: It’s just he doesn’t want to take advantage of Orton, without giving him time to prepare for a match against Christian. Isn’t that right??

Christian: Totally. I mean, it would a little unfair to throw Randy Orton into the deep end with me, one on one already. At least this way, he get a few weeks to prepare. That’s totally what I meant.

Tyson Tomko: We’ve got that mind thing going on.

Christian: No we don’t.

Tyson Tomko: I think we do.

Christian: C’mon. Thanks Ric.

Christian and Tomko turn to leave the room, and bicker as they walk out, mumbling…

Christian: Why do you always do that??

Tyson Tomko: Do what??

Christian: Make us sound like a couple.

Tyson Tomko: No I don’t.

Christian: Yeah you do. Telling people we can read each others minds makes us sound … y’know.

The two continue to bicker as the camera fades back to ringside…

Jim Ross: Huge news Coach. Four matches now signed for Armageddon, with the addition of Randy Orton taking on Captain Charisma.

The Coach: Well, it’ll be a meeting of the final two men at Survivor Series. Will Christian get a second victory over Randy Orton?? Or will Orton avenge his loss, and get the job done??

We go to the ring, where Lillian is standing by…

Lillian Garcia: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following, is the Official contract signing, for the World Heavyw-

**Mr. Kennedy** Ken Kennedy enters the arena, to a great amount of heat for a relatively new face. He walks to the ring, ignoring the fans, and points at Lillian Garcia, telling her to get out. He slides into the ring, and picks up the mic.

Ken Kennedy: Ladies Gentlemen, please welcome, your guest ring announcer, for the upcoming Connnnnnntract Signing!!!! He hails from Green Bay Wisssssconsin, and is without doubt, the most attractive male member of the audience … MISSSSSSSTERRRRRRR KENNEDYYYYY … KENNEDYYYYY!!!!!

Crowd gives heat.

Ken Kennedy: And now, introducing first, from Wessssssssst Newberrry Massachusettsssssss, the challenger for the World Heavyweight Championship … Johhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn Cennnnnnnnnnnnnaaaa!!!

**My Time Is Now** John Cena’s music hits, blowing the roof off the arena, as the challenger enters, bringing with him his custom belt, posing to the fans, before walking to the ring, sliding in and going to each turnbuckle, getting a big pop each time. He takes a look at Ken Kennedy, who looks focused on announcing.

Ken Kennedy: Annnnnnnnnnnddddddddddddddd now … from San Antonio, TEXASSSS, the leader of Deeeeeee Generation Xxxxxxxxx. Annnnnnnd, the Worllld … … … … HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION … The Showstopper, The Icon, The Main Event, The Heart Break Kid … SHAWWWWWWWN MICHAELSSSSS!!!!

**H-B-K** Shawn Michaels enters the arena, to a fairly mixed reaction, eventually being drowned out by boos, with the Champion walking to the ring, not setting off his pyro, or dancing to the ring, instead focusing on the ring.

The music dies down, as the two men sit down, not taking their eyes of each other.

Ken Kennedy: Annnnnnnd now, our guest ring announcer, Misterrrr Kennedy … … Kennedy, will hand each man a … PEN!!!

Kennedy pulls out two pens, pointing one in each direction, with both HBK and Cena taking one.

Ken Kennedy: Annnnnd now … Mister Kennedy … Kennedy, will provide both men with a microphone … microphone!!!

Both men look put off by Kennedy, and quietly, HBK asks Kennedy to leave. Kennedy takes a moment to think, before speaking again.

Ken Kennedy: Ladies and Gentlemen, I will bid you all, GOOOOOD DAY. This, is your guest ring announcer … SIGNING OFFFFFFFF … Me … Misssssssster Kenneddyyyy.

Kennedy looks to Michaels, and looks to hand him his mic, which Michaels reaches over to take from him, but Kennedy pulls away, and speaks again.

Ken Kennedy: KENNEDYYYYYYYYY!!!

Kennedy smiles, and drops his mic, getting the last laugh, as he leaves the ring.

Both Cena and Michaels stare across the table at the other, as we see two lawyer types step into the ring, to watch over proceedings. HBK asks his representative to look over the contract for him, not taking his eyes off Cena.

The lawyer looks over the contract, whilst the fans grow restless. John Cena starts to get a little bored too, and reaches for his mic to speak.

John Cena: Shawn, it doesn’t matter if you sign the contract or not. It’s just a formality, so why don’t you stop wasting time, and get down to business … or cant you sign your own name??

Michaels smiles, and grabs his own mic.

Shawn Michaels: Yes John. I can sign my own name. With a pen by the way, not spray paint.

Cena smiles, and shakes his head, before dropping the smile from his face, and leaning in close to Michaels.

John Cena: Then get on with it.

Michaels pulls away, wafting his face with his hand, trying to make a gesture that Cenas breath smells.

John Cena: What?? My breath smell?? Y’know, the quicker you sign that contract, the sooner you can get away from my bad breath.

Cena breathes heavily in Michaels face, trying to rile the champion. HBK gets frustrated, and yanks the contract from the lawyer. He slams it down on the table, and slides it in Cenas direction.

Shawn Michaels: Well, you sign it first then.

Cena picks up the contract, and starts looking through it, making funny faces, before putting the mic to his mouth…

John Cena: (Talking funny) Gee … let me see … should I sign this right away, or should I take a couple weeks to bore the audience silly.

Cena slams the contract down, and signs, before sliding it across to Michaels.

John Cena: Now its your turn … champ.

Shawn Michaels: Thank you … chump.

Michaels signs the contract, and slides it back to Cena, before getting up, and looking to leave the ring immediately.

Shawn Michaels: I’ll see you at Armageddon Cena.

HBK gets one leg out of the ring, as Cena speaks again.

John Cena: Whoa, hold up home boy.

Michaels gets back in, and looks at Cena, who smiles.

John Cena: You not want to hear what match I’ve picked??

Shawn slings his head back, forgetting about that.

John Cena: You’ll love it, seriously.

HBK gets back into the ring, and walks to his side of the table again.

Shawn Michaels: Not that it matters, but go ahead, what is it??
John Cena: Well, I think it might matter, because I’m stipulating, that your ‘boys’ … y’know, Cade, Jindrak, Reigns. They’ll be BARRED from ringside.

Michaels looks defeated having heard the news, but decides to put up a brave face.

Shawn Michaels: Okay, so if that’s all, I’ll be-

John Cena: That’s not all.

HBK looks up, and gulps slightly, before looking directly at Cena again.

Shawn Michaels: What is it this time?? You want to have me wrestle with my hands behind my back, want me to wear a blindfold??

John Cena: No … but I wish I had’ve thought of that … no, instead, it’ll just be a Last Man Standing Match!!!

Michaels puts his head down for a second, before looking up a shrugging his shoulders.

Shawn Michaels: Is that all you got Cena??

John Cena: Michaels, chill. That’s all I need.

Crowd pops, as Michaels and Cena move from the table, and go face to face.

Shawn Michaels: I’ve got the belt Cena, come get it.

John Cena: You’ve got the belt … BUT THE CHAMP IS HERRRREE!!!!

Both men go face to face, with both holding up their title belts, as we cut to a commercial.

Commercial

Jim Ross: Welcome back to Raw, and business has just picked up, headed into Armageddon. The main event, is signed and sealed, and no doubt, it is gonna deliver. Last Man Standing, no interference from DX, just Michaels, just Cena, and the better man will finally be determined.
The Coach: It’ll be a match for the ages J.R. I cant wait for it.
Jim Ross: And coming up in just a moment, Batista faces Sting … lets show you, how that one came about …

Highlights from last week …

Quote:

Sting makes it halfway down the ramp, before he is blindsided by Batista, who knocks the legend down, before kicking him down the ramp, to ringside, smiling, ear to ear. Batista picks the legend up, into the bear hug position, before running him into the ring post, before slamming him onto the unproductive mats at ringside with a spine buster.

3rd Match:
Batista vs. Sting
Sting sprints to the ring, brawling immediately with Batista, fighting to the outside, beating Batista down. Sting whips The Animal into the steel steps, and grabs a steel chair, without hesitation, smashing it over his opponents head, causing an immediate DQ.
Winner: Via DQ - Batista

Sting continues to pound down Batista, in retaliation for last weeks attack. He picks up the chair again, and smashes it against the back of Batista. Batista starts to crawl up the ramp, looking to escape from the Stinger, but Sting follows in hot pursuit, still not content with his revenge thus far. Batista tries to beg off, as Sting swings back, but stops, as Ric Flair enters the arena at the stage…

Ric Flair: Dammit, Sting. You use that chair once more, and I swear to God, I’ll fire your ass, right on the spot. I dare ya. Test me.

Sting looks up at Flair, and thinks about it for a moment, but this gives Batista a chance to strike, nailing a low blow. Sting drops to his knees, and Batista takes the chair, looking set to strike Sting, with Ric Flair endorsing it, until … the lights go out …

**GONG … GONG … GONG** The lights come back, and The Undertaker is stood on the ramp. Batista turns around, into a right hand, knocking him down to the steel ramp. Ric Flair comes down the ramp, but walks into a choke from Taker. The GM struggles, and tries to break free, but Taker gets him up in the air for a Chokeslam, only for Batista to attack from behind.

Taker tries to fight them both off, and boots down Flair, before going toe to toe with Batista. Batista goes low on Taker, but as he gets Taker in position for a Batista bomb, Sting nails him from behind with the chair!!! He goes for another shot, but Batista rolls out of the way, and quickly scarpers to the back, with Flair, leaving Sting and Taker side by side on the ramp, as we cut to a commercial

Commercial

A video plays, hyping the return of Edge … IN TWO WEEKS IN ENGLAND

Jim Ross: Indeed, Edge has been missing in action since September 12th, but in two weeks time, Edge returns to Raw, and it’ll be explosive, that’s for sure.

The Coach: Edge has been well missed J.R, and with him back on board, business is sure to pick up.

Jim Ross: And during the commercial break, on WWE Unlimited, we saw our General Manager, Ric Flair and Batista locking themselves in the General Managers office, perhaps in fear of Sting and The Undertaker??

The Coach: No. That’s totally inaccurate. Flair and Batista are just taking care of an urgent meeting. Why should the man in charge be running scared of anyone??

Jim Ross: When it’s the Undertaker, it doesn’t matter if you’re in charge or not, you’re gonna run scared.

The Coach: Well J.R, I don’t even know what the hell Taker was doing out here, maybe you could answer that.

Jim Ross: Well, you’re the hot shot reporter, why don’t you look for him to find out??

4th Match: Womens Championship Match:
Trish Stratus vs. Nidia
Short, fast paced contest, with both women going for the victory early on, but both managing to kick out of near fall attempts. Trish goes for the Chick Kick early, but Nidia ducks, and hit’s a Northern Lights for a near fall. Nidia then goes for a Tornado DDT, but Trish blocks it, and hit’s the Stratosphere on Nidia, before going for the Stratusfaction, which is blocked too. Nidia then goes for a side suplex, only for Trish to land on her feet. Nidia turns around, and gets levelled with the Chick Kick. Trish makes the cover, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Trish Stratus

Trish helps Nidia up, and they share a hug, in sports-woman ship. They hold each others arms up, when Victoria slides into the ring from the crowd, knocking both down with a double clothesline as they turn around. Victoria grabs Nidia, and throws her out of the ring by the hair, before picking up Trish, and quickly putting her down with the deadly Widows Peak. Victoria gets back up, and stares longingly at the Womens Title belt, before leaving the ring, with Trish a mess laid out after the Widows Peak.

Jim Ross: Damn her. Someone has to stop Victoria, before she does something that we’ll all regret. She needs to be stopped, dammit!!
The Coach: Looks to me like a matter of time J.R. Victoria is sick of waiting for her chance at the womens title, and right now, she’ll do anything to get it.

Backstage, we see Christian and Tomko still bickering, as they approach RVD and Bill Alfonso in the locker room.

Christian: Yo, Rob.

Van Dam looks to Christian, and nods, before continuing his warm up.

Christian: Oh, I get it. You’re still doing that sulking thing. That’s cool. But Rob, you’re talking with your buddy. Captain Charisma. You can speak now.

RVD looks at Christian for a moment, before turning away, stretching some more.

Christian: Okay. I’m serious though. We need to talk strategy for our match in a moment.

Bill Alfonso: I’ll give you a strategy. Van Dam runs the show, you two watch and learn.

Christian: Whoa. Hold up there a minute rat face. I’ve watched and learned long enough, now I lead, and all eyes are on me. And if The Quiet Man here isn’t rolling with me, then maybe I should go look for another partner.

RVD stops Christian, and nods, as if to say he’s on board. Christian nods back before turning around, and leaving the room. He and Tomko close the door, with Christian looking befuddled.

Christian: That guy has some serious issues.

In the background, we see Shawn Michaels, along with DX pounding on the door of the General Manager. The camera catches up, as we hear Flairs voice from inside the room…

Ric Flair: WHO THE HELL IS IT?? GO AWAY!!!

Shawn Michaels: It’s HBK, open the door Flair. We need to speak.

Ric Flair: Who is it??

Shawn Michaels: SHAWN Michaels. Your World Champion.

Flair slowly opens the door, and peeks out, seeing DX. He peeks his head out, and looks around.

Ric Flair: Quickly, get in.

DX quickly walk in, with Flair locking the door again, with us cutting to another commercial.

Commercial

Jim Ross: We are back, and coming up our main event. But next week, big news. Eugene will somehow be in action, facing Mark Henry, giving The Brotherhood their chance to shine. Can they take the bull by the horns though, and quit their whining??

The Coach: Charlie Haas will take on Luther Reigns. Will Cade and Jindrak strike again on their opponents for Armageddon?? Or will Haas and Benjamin be able to exact some revenge for their loss tonight??

Jim Ross: And folks, I’m hearing through my headset, that next week, two more HUGE matches have been signed. The Intercontinental Champion, Rey Mysterio will team up with Sting, and they will face Carlito, and Batista!!!

The Coach: Oh my. Big, big main event.

Jim Ross: And, from what I can only assume was the meaning of the DX meeting with Ric Flair, it will be Shawn Michaels, Garrison Cade and Mark Jindrak, facing John Cena, and a mystery partner. And the worrying thing about that is John Cena isn’t picking his own partner, his partner is being hand picked.

The Coach: John Cena faces Shawn Michaels at Armageddon in a Last Man Standing match, but after next week, in a Handicap match, with a partner he doesn’t even know, John Cena might not make it to Armageddon able to stand!!

Jim Ross: You make a valid point Coach, and that is what worries me. John Cena could be in big time trouble next week. But right now, it’s main event time.

Main Event:
Christian, Tyson Tomko & Rob Van Dam vs. Randy Orton, Booker T & Goldust
Early going is filled with a lot of stalling from Christian, trying to get under the skin of his three opponents. Eventually, Orton stops waiting, and comes after Christian, sparking an early brawl. The action continues between all six on the outside, as we cut to a commercial.
Following the commercial Orton is in control of Tomko, and tags in Booker to a pop from the rabid fans. Booker keeps the pressure on with a vast array of kicks, knee drops and elbows, before applying an arm bar. Tomko doesn’t tap though, and tries to fight back out, but as he runs off the ropes, he is nailed with a side kick. Booker tags in Goldust.
Goldust whips Tomko off the ropes, but TT ducks a clothesline, and comes back with one of his own, turning the tables, and giving his side the upper hand again, as he tags in Christian.
Christian dominates Goldust for a few moments, with some uninspiring rest holds, mixed in with a few near falls, with Goldust just hanging on. Christian tries to rile Orton, but doesn’t have any success. He continues to beat down Goldust, before tagging RVD in.
Van Dam goes right to work on Goldusts legs. He stomps the knee, tying it up in the ropes, jumping down, keeping Goldust on the mat. He starts to get really dirty, and drags Goldusts legs to the ring post, wrapping it around, forcing Goldust to cry out in pain. He starts to make frequent tags with Tomko and Christian, as the show heads into the final commercial of the night.
Now, into the final segment of the show, we see highlights from during the break, of Goldust making a tag to Booker, but the referee missing it. Now, Christian continues the assault. He whips Goldust against the ropes, and nails him with a spinning heel kick, which gets a two count. Captain Charisma picks him up and this time wrenches the knee. He looks to apply the Figure Four, but Goldust kicks him away, before rolling to the corner, and tags in Orton!!!
Orton takes Christian down with a clothesline. He then dropkicks RVD off the apron, before hitting Tomko with a DDT!!! Orton now looks to connect with the RKO on Christian, but RVD grabs Christian, pulling him away, which infuriates Booker and Goldust, who drop down, and start to brawl with RVD and Tomko, leaving Christian alone with Orton.
The two men go punch for punch, but Christian takes control, with a knee to the gut, following with a reverse DDT. He covers, 1...2...KICK OUT!!! Christian looks up in shock, and calms himself, before getting up, and points to the outside, distracting the referee, whilst he takes the padding from the top rope. Christian sees Orton getting up, and rests against the corner, as Orton runs in, before moving, allowing Orton to hit the exposed turnbuckle!!! Orton staggers out, with Christian trying to hook him up for the Unprettier, but Orton somehow slides out, ducks a clothesline … RKO!!!!! He hooks the leg, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Randy Orton, Booker T & Goldust
Orton win!!! The Legend Killer looks groggy from the exposed turnbuckle shot, but has his arm raised high, whilst Tomko pulls Christian out of the ring. Van Dam storms up the ramp, irate with the loss, especially as he had no say in the final moments. In the ring, Orton celebrates with Booker and Goldust, as the show goes off the air.

Current Card for WWE Armageddon:
Date: 4th December 2005
Location: Fleet Centre; Boston, Mass.
Event Music: The End, WWE Produced

World Heavyweight Championship Match: Last Man Standing Match:
Shawn Michaels vs. John Cena

Intercontinental Championship Match:
Rey Mysterio vs. Carlito

World Tag Team Championships; Ladder Match:
The DX Duo vs. The World’s Greatest Tag Team

One on One:
Randy Orton vs. Christian
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BEING THE BOOKER Est. 2004

Credit; Jae Jae