Not Tough Enough
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: Toms River, NJ
Re: Deadman & Legend Present: World Wrestling Entertainment
Monday Night Raw:
January 16th, 2006; Fort Lauderdale, Florida
We don’t go to the opening video and we just cut to see Vince McMahon standing by Eric Bischoff eagerly watching on with Vince looking straight into the camera, sadistic grin and all.
Mr. McMahon: Welcome to Monday Night Raw. Tonight I have a very special announcement to make involving the Royal Rumble, John Cena, and Shawn Michaels.
Mr. McMahon: In thirteen days is one of the biggest events of the year, the Royal Rumble. And from Raw, we will by then only have one spot open up for grabs from Raw to enter the Royal Rumble.
Eric Bischoff: And after Mr. McMahon and I put our heads together, we came up with a perfectly fair and just idea, to give both John Cena and Shawn Michaels, equal opportunity to be apart of the Royal Rumble Match.
Mr. McMahon: So after some thought, we have decided on a very special match at the Royal Rumble, it will be ‘The Heart Break Kid’ Shawn Michaels.
Eric Bischoff: Versus The Champ, actually well the ‘former’ champ, John Cena.
Mr. McMahon: And they will face off one on one, against one another for the LAST Raw spot in the Royal Rumble, in a Royal Rumble Qualifier. Now in the interest of fairness, John Cena next week will face The Spirit Squad as did Shawn Michaels the week before, which was one of the more bright ideas Eric has had in awile.
Eric Bischoff: And Shawn Michaels will be facing a man that John Cena has already defeated in the past, at WrestleMania Twenty in fact, The Big Show next week on Monday Night Raw which was the superb idea of Mr. McMahon.
Mr. McMahon: But, in a twist of events there is a special number being given to the winner of their match at the Royal Rumble, which is lucky number, two.
Eric Bischoff: John, Shawn, if you two for some reason, don’t make it to the Royal Rumble thirteen days from now, we have a special competitor ready to compete if you don’t make it. He is a former WWE Champion, he has already won the Royal Rumble before, he is the chairman of the board… Mr. McMahon.
Mr. McMahon: And to be honest, if either of you make it to the Royal Rumble, well let’s say that if you do, you will have… (Eric joins in) NO CHANCE IN HELL!
Jim Ross: Live from Fort Lauderdale, Monday Night Raw has come with a bang and a bullet. An extravaganza the likes of which we have never seen, I’m Jim Ross alongside my partner, ‘The Coach’ Jonathan Coachman.
Jonathan Coachman: Well y’know J.R it’s good to have you back and it’s good to be here tonight not hearing about puppies that got very old, or hearing ‘OH MY GOD!’ every five minutes after the start of a match, your return has saved me from having to receive hearing aid in five years because of those two morons, thanks J.R!
Jim Ross: Your welcome … I guess. Tonight we have an incredible show on our hands Coach, we have The Big Show and Kane defending their tag team titles against, The Spirit Squad. As well as we have Ric Flair trying to keep his belt around his waist one on one with Shelton Benjamin, question is, what will Carlito have to say about it??
Jonathan Coachman: Well that isn’t what I look forward to most. I am looking out and wanting to see the following, what an announcement by Mr. McMahon and Eric Bischoff, how are Cena and Michaels gonna’ respond J.R???
Jim Ross: No clue, but we have one helluva show on our hands to worry about so that can be left for a later time and date. Our main event tonight is going to be an epic encounter of ego’s clashing and a arrogant challenger forced to go ahead and team up with the champion. Kurt Angle and Triple H go head to head with Shawn Michaels and John Cena
Jonathan Coachman: I’d bet my ass on The Game tonight J.R, he is The King of the WWE, hell he might even be the King of all King’s!
Jim Ross: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Jonathan.
**Time to play The Game** hits to an astonishing amount of heat, raking in the likes of which we haven’t seen him have in a very long time. ‘The Game’ Triple H emulates his past arrivals and spits water out upon entrance and slowly makes his way down the ramp with the crowd seething not so happy that he is out here to open things. ‘The Cerebral Assassin’ waist’s no time in getting down to the ring, turning around the ring post, and scaling up onto the apron, before throwing his empty water bottle into the crowd and spitting it at the front rows. Triple H in street clothes at the moment steps straight into the ring with an immense amount of heat building and he demands a microphone which Lilian Garcia gets for him and hands it to him.
Triple H: Last week, went exactly to plan.
More heat comes up from this aggravated Fort Lauderdale audience.
Triple H: Last week, I annihilated two men on my path to get back my WWE Championship. Kurt, it is just a matter of time before you realize who you’re dealing with and where you’re at. ‘Cause Kurt if you haven’t noticed yet, you are standing in my kingdom, Kurt, you’re in my world.
‘Shut up’ chants break out already wanting him to be quiet, but he suddenly jerks his head towards the crowd scoffing to get their attention and they stop.
Triple H: And well… Kurt, you fail to comprehend the facts, you won’t accept the truth, that in thirteen days, I take my title back. In thirteen days, I will be back on my throne, it’s just a matter of time, shine my belt real nice for me, Kurt, cherish it while you have it, because two weeks from today I’ll be standing out here talking about how I kicked your ass.
Huge heat from this irritated crowd disliking Triple H continuous persistence to make his point.
Triple H: Kurt, you’ve got to ask yourself, how are you going to make it through my world? What are you going to do when you meet me face to face, eye to eye, nose to nose, at the Royal Rumble, the light’s on bright, the game will be on, the question is, are you ready?
**Medal** plays up over the PA to a loud response though not very much a fan favorite, quieting Triple H though can get anyone a great pop. Kurt Angle walks out microphone in hand and continues his way down the ramp after setting off his pyro to what is reminiscent of the past ‘You Suck’ chants these crowds love to say every time he makes his arrival. Kurt has the WWE Title over his shoulder and he slides into the ring, waisting not even a second before going face to face with ‘The Game’.
Kurt Angle: Hunter, let me interrupt so you stop wasting your breath. I’m always ready, I’ve never not been ready.
A nice pop for the Olympic Hero.
Kurt Angle: Hunter, let’s be honest because that’s what I’m all about. The fact of the matter, is that you’re scared, you’re scared of ME. Hunter, I’d like to take a page out of your book, I’ve beaten everyone there is to beat. There is no one left to beat, hell, Hunter, I’ve already beaten you twice before, and I have no problem doing it again.
The crowd pops again and begins an ‘Angle’ chant in unison for a moment, cut off by the gruff tough voice of Triple H.
Triple H: Welcome to my world, Kurt. Understand, I’ve been there, I’ve already done that. You, Kurt, will realize what it means to play The Game, you will understand why I was born pissed off, because of people like you. Kurt, I hope by the end of the Royal Rumble you will finally see what it means when I say, The Game… is OVER. Because no one can play The Game, because I am The Game, and well, Kurt, quite frankly, I’m just… that damn good.
Kurt Angle: Well, Hunter, I’m Kurt Angle, and unlike you I tell the truth, and I mean it when I say I will break your ankle thirteen days from now, because I’m Kurt Angle, and I’m just better then you, Hunter.
Triple H: We’ll see about that Kurt, we’ll see.
Kurt Angle: For once, your right, Hunter, we will see.
Triple H drops his microphone and gets straight into the face of Kurt Angle, before flipping his hair out of his eyes and staring a hole through, the champion. Kurt’s expression is of confidence both showing their intensity at this moment and neither man back down. Triple H mouths “Thirteen Days, Kurt, Thirteen Days” signifying thirteen days until the WWE Title returns to Triple H, which may be the case. HHH backs away and leaves watching Angle intently, as we cut to our first commercial break, one is to wonder, how can these two work together tonight?
World Tag Team Championships
Big Show and Kane © vs. The Spirit Squad
Summary: Big Show and Kane decisively manhandle their opposition with ease. Big Show seemed to try and ‘one up’ Kane continuously. The combatants of the Spirit Squad, Kenny and Johnny worked as a coherent unit as did the 5 members as a whole, using heel tactics most of the match to try and keep themselves in this contest. Kane and Kenny at the end are head to head in the ring, as Big Show and Kane work together in a way with Show attacking the other members of The Spirit Squad and knocking Johnny out of the equation, Mikey, Nicky, and Mitch along with him.
Big Show walks over towards the announce table and rips Lilian out of her seat, folds the chair up, and slides the way only Big Show can into the ring. Kenny at this time is getting up off the mat and Kane is signaling for the ever so deadly, Chokeslam of his. Big Show reaches his feet and looks at Kane who his back towards Show. Big Show looks at the chair and the crowd chants ‘don’t do it’ to stop him, but he just laughs and SLAMS the chair right into the back of Kane.
Seething he turns around expecting to see one of The Spirit Squad, he looks rather disappointed it’s Show and starts approaching him increasingly annoyed with each step, showing that shot had no effect on him. Show looks around not sure of where to go and soon SMASHES THE CHAIR OVER KANE’S HEAD! It gets caught around Kane’s head and he drops to his knees, but Kane gets right back up pissed off and quickly goes to rip off the chair which he successfully does and drops it in the middle of the ring. Big Show uppercuts Kane and quickly goes for a Chokeslam, but Kane puts his hand on Show’s throat trying to slam him, showing no remorse for his partner.
Kenny is now up and he dropkicks one of Kane’s legs out, giving Big Show the opportunity to lift Kane up and NAIL THE CHOKESLAM! A devastating blow and Kane lands right over the chair in the middle of the ring, the referee continues the contest since Show hit his own partner and there is no rule against that, Kenny jumps between the ropes and races across the apron scaling to the top rope. Big Show receives enormous heat and he laughs sadistically blaming Kane saying ‘This is your fault, Kane.’ Obviously Big Show watches on as Kenny reaches the top and flies off the top nailing his leg drop on Kane, and simultaneously jumps over Kane for the pin with Big Show lurking right above awaiting the one… two… three victory for the Spirit Squad.
Winner: NEW World Tag Team Champions, The Spirit Squad @ 08:03.
**Spirit** plays over the PA and The Spirit Squad scream like sissy girls in triumph. The other Spirit Squad teammates take the tag titles and run into the ring, they immediately lift Kenny over their shoulders and hold onto the belts. The 500 pound mammoth Big Show walks over towards the fallen monster Kane and jams his foot into his chest and squishes it like he’s decimated a little rodent.
**Metalingus** hits and out comes the ever so arrogant, Mister Money in the Bank, Edge. He comes out un-accompanied by his girlfriend, Lita, this time he’s all by himself in his lonesome. Edge looks very ‘pleased’ with one man, which who could of guessed it, Edge! Microphone in hand Edge consumes all the regular abnormally large heat he receives and enters the ring into his ‘Cutting Edge’ set up in the ring. Edge plops down into one of his seats and plays with his hair, shades and all, before going to speak but ‘Edge sucks’ chants drown him out.
The ‘Edge sucks’ chants are about to end but continue because of Edge’s attempt to speak which only infuriates the host of the Cutting Edge.
Edge: SHUT UP!
The Reliant Astrodome crowd takes the hint and quiets down for Mister Money in the Bank.
Edge: You people give white trash Texans a bad name.
Houston starts a really crude and derogatory chant for that, but it’s ‘bleeped’ like when WWE bleeps things.
Edge: Tonight on the Cutting Edge we’re going to have a moment of silence. A moment of silence for a spectacular, incredible, invincible one of a kind man. A guy that well is better than all of the people in the back, then all of the people in the stands, and all of the people sitting on their couches at home. He’s celebrating his 288th day as MISTER MONEY IN THE BANK, the greatest superstar to step foot in a wrestling ring, ME!
Huge heat follows out from this and Edge takes it all in.
Edge: Boo me all you want, cry your little eyes out, (wipes eyes) say a prayer that this briefcase gets stolen and wish me ill. ‘Cause you can wish on a little star, pray to god, and scream all the crap you want at me, because all of you (points at the crowd) can KISS MY ASS!
The uproar from the crowd is the likes of which we haven’t seen before.
Edge: (clears throat) Now, tonight on the Cutting Edge we have a very special guest. He is known as the ‘Whole Damn Show’ which is a lie because I am the WHOLE Show and THE Show everyone should watch. My guest is… Rob (Thumbs down) Van (two thumbs down) Dam.
**One of a Kind** blasts over the system and we see Rob Van Dam appear in a seat via satellite comfily
Edge: Well look who it is, it’s Mr. ‘Monday Night’ so how are you feeling buddy, you got your free Royal Rumble. You got your can of cool aid, your pipe stuck on your mouth, must be fun, isn’t it Rob?
Rob Van Dam: Well I don’t know if rehabbing for several months is what you call ‘fun’ Edge, what will be fun is coming into the Royal Rumble and winning in style knocking you flat on your back like your girlfriend is laying for some loser in the back, dude.
Edge: Hey, Hey, HEY! Who asked you to talk, huh? NO ONE! This is my show so learn to give me some respect, or I’ll cancel you from the Cutting Edge tonight, and from existence at the Royal Rumble.
The live crowd boo immensely for the arrogance of Edge.
Rob Van Dam: Edge, do yourself a favor dude, and chill out, because everything’s cool when your Rob! Van! Dam!
The crowd does the thumbs signs in between the parts of RVD. Edge looks irate and frustrated at the same time, not pleased with his guest.
Edge: You wanna’ know what’s ‘cool’ Rob? What’s cool is being Mister Money in the Bank
Edge grasps his briefcase off one of the seats and taps it, before kissing it’s side and looking at it lusciously.
Edge: And Rob, you can BANK on that.
Crowd Boos infiltrate and make Edge smirk with a despicable look on his face.
Edge: Anything else you’re were going to say, RVD?
Rob Van Dam: Well…
Edge: Nothing? Good. This interview is officially over, cut the feed.
The feed isn’t cut and Edge looks rather aggravated raking through his hair and putting his hands over his face in complete undiluted rage.
Rob Van Dam: Before I go Edge, I’d like to tell you to remember dude, if you mess with Rob… Van… Dam, then RVD 4:20 will smoke your ass in good time dude, thirteen days in fact. So let me tell you man, that negative energy of yours, needs to fly away and shake off you, or you’ll never fly as high, be as good, or win as much as yours truly – Rob Van Dam!
RVD jumps out of his seat to pose and walks off set with the feed cutting off. Edge jumps out of his seat and takes his chair, throws it into the isle for the bottom of the ramp. Edge kicks the other chair in his set for The Cutting Edge over and flips his hair as **Metalingus** plays over the PA and he makes his departure to much dismay of the crowd tonight, but it’s obvious that he could careless as he storms stomping up the ramp very irritated with his guest completely telling him to tune it down a notch, which just is leading to him becoming more egotistical and jerky.
Trish Stratus vs. Lita – Non Title
Summary: Trish and Lita put out a valiant effort to prove that their the greatest women’s wrestler. Lita and Stratus had a short bout, in which Lita hits her moonsault in it only to have a kick out from the Women’s champ. Trish didn’t do much in the bout, but coming in at the end off ducking out of a clothesline and knocking Lita’s lights out with a chick kick. The contest was dominated by Lita, but Trish won swiftly right there pinning her long time adversary.
Winner: Trish Stratus @ 06:18.
**Time to Rock & Roll* comes up and plays as Trish Stratus makes her exit out of the ring, takes her Women’s Championship, and makes her departure up the ramp. Lita looks frustrated with now Edge and Lita taking a combined verbal and physical beat down, not a very good night for The Rated R Superstar and his girlfriend, Trish tags hands moving up the ramp and struts showing off her luscious curves before posing and walking to the back.
Backstage, we see Matt Striker in his teacher’s attire sitting at his desk looking witty as ever.
Matt Striker: Welcome back, I know you missed, your teacher, Matt Striker!
Dallas Boos Striker.
Matt Striker: Today, I will not emulate what I have said the past few weeks, this week is about business. It’s about the Royal Rumble, my students!
The crowd doesn’t seem too pleased and want to see him get on with it.
Matt Striker: Today, my students, I will teach all of you about the event your teacher will win this year, the Royal Rumble Match. This will be the 18th edition, of this epic contest, we have Jim Duggan, Ric Flair, Hulk Hogan, ‘Stone Cold’ Steve Austin, The Rock, Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, Lex Luger, and so many more who have won this prestigious spectacular match, but don’t fear your teacher will be one of those winner’s soon enough!
‘You Suck’ chants erupt from the crowd and Striker fake laughs for a moment before turning serious.
Matt Striker: Now, now my students, that use of vulgar, derogatory, vindictive, sadistic language must stop, children watch Monday Night Raw to learn from their teacher and they hear that? Don’t set bad examples for the children, students.
‘Shut up’ chants now begin soon followed by some cursing which flusters Matt Striker.
Matt Striker: Your teacher will not teach you if you people will not learn to sculpt your language around the likes of the little ones, with that my lesson now has abruptly been brought to a close, but as I bid my farewell I’d like my younger students to know that the use of naughty words is not tolerated and you should never ever use naughty words. Till next time my students, speak smart, and you’ll become smart, not as brilliant as me of course, but that’s a feet very few could ever reach and with the intellect of all of you I doubt any of you are as smart as your teacher.
Crowd gives more heat with Striker’s persistence to take shots at them.
Matt Striker: Next week I will return, with a lesson on the history of the Royal Rumble, and your teacher will teach all of you my students on how your teacher will win, until then remember I am your teacher, Matt Striker!
Matt Striker’s sadistic smile is plagued across the screen and we cut to the ring for our next contest.
Charlie Haas vs. Gregory Helms
Summary: This is a fast paced, intriguing contest in which grips the crowd and gets them on their feet. Using his technical expertise and prowess, Helms manages to keep Haas down for the majority of the contest. Currently he is working on the former WWE Tag Team Champion with a side headlock down on the mat. With the crowd behind him, Haas manages to force himself up to his feet and shoves Helms away into the ropes. Helms comes back and skips over Haas, who has dropped to his belly. Helms comes back off the ropes and gets caught by Haas, who nails a huge overhead belly-to-belly suplex, hurling Helms across the ring.
After a near fall, Haas ascends to the top rope, looking for the missile dropkick ... but Helms recovers faster than anticipated and catches Haas on the turnbuckle, knocking the ropes so that Haas falls onto his groin. Haas tumbles the mat and Helms picks him back up, setting the former Tag Champion up for the Nightmare On Helms Street ...
But Haas immediately drops out of the predicament, landing behind Helms and swipes the knee. Helms falls forwards and Haas pounces onto his back to lock in the Haas Of Pain! Helms tries to fight to prevent the move being applied, kicking Haas off into the ropes. Haas comes flying back and Helms catches him, once again looking for the Nightmare On Helms Street ... but Haas counters for a second time and shoves Helms into the ropes. Haas rolls Helms up with a victory rolls from behind ... but Helms rolls through and grabs the tights ... one, two, three!!!
Winner: Gregory Helms @ 07:54.
**Firestorm** plays over the PA System and Helms fires straight back up, and pounces on Charlie Haas pounding away at him. Immediately, Eugene sprints out and flies into the ring, only to see Helms shoot up off of Charlie and fire at him to nail him with a shining wizard upside the head. Helms goes over and gets back onto punching away at Haas, as Goldust and Snitsky follow speeding down the ramp to the ring, with Rosey trailing slowly behind him as all of ‘The Freaks’ have now made their arrival. Gregory takes notice and rushes off Haas and slides under the bottom rope. Goldust gets there in time to kick the bottom rope and wave his finger at Helms who makes his way groggily up the ramp still the victor and Snitsky attends to Eugene, whilst Rosey helps Haas up as we cut to another commercial break.
We comeback to see Carlito standing by with Todd Grisham, to speak about ‘The Nature Boy’ Ric Flair.
Todd Grisham: Carlito, your actions last week were uncalled for and this week Flair has a title defense, and you’ve been told to stay away from this contest, but are you going to listen?
Carlito: Carlito thinks Ric Flair needs da learn how cool Carlito really is. ‘Cause Carlito is tired of sitting in the back, watching Ric Flair ‘strut’ his way da the ring, Carlito put Ric Flair’s in his place and das cool Todd, das very cool.
Carlito bites into his apple and laughs out, with Grisham looking a little uneasy here as the serenity breaks and Grisham asks another question.
Todd Grisham: Well, Carlito, that doesn’t answer my question. Are you going to interfere tonight in Ric Flair’s match against Shelton Benjamin?
Carlito: Dat’s for Carlito da know and for ju to find out. Carlito thinks dat Ric Flair won’t be the Intercontinental Championship after da night, and Todd, dat’s… dat’s cool!
Carlito brushes past Todd and walks off with a smile on his face, biting his face into his apple before walking towards the entrance ramp and walking up as **I spit in the Face** hits and out comes Carlito in style to LOUD HEAT, in the same clothing he had on during the interview and literally still eating a piece of an apple. Carlito makes his entrance swift and quickly down the ramp, to notice Ric Flair is already waiting in the ring warming up as his entrance has already happened. Carlito and Flair stare down face to face with the ring between them as Carlito pulls a chair up near Lilian Garcia.
Jim Ross: Carlito needs to watch out tonight, Flair may not worry about defending the Intercontinental Championship and instead swing at Carlito, Coach!
The Coach: Carlito’s cool, JR, learn to accept it. Ric Flair’s jealous of Carlito, that’s all.
Jim Ross: I think Carlito’s jealous of Ric Flair, but your aloud your opinion Coach.
**Ain’t no stoppin’ Me** hits, and out comes the energetic number one contender, Shelton Benjamin walks out to a good pop. Benjamin sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, not waisting any time and he flies into the ring as the bell rings for the contest to begin.
Ric Flair © vs. Shelton Benjamin
Summary: Shelton and Flair go head to head in a contest that exceeds expectation, with Flair using his experience well, and Shelton using his speed and youth to his advantage on the veteran. During the contest many times Carlito interjects himself and distracts Flair, albeit the warning that he was given that we were told about, and it lead to many near fall and near title steals from Shelton Benjamin.
Towards the end of the contest Flair locks Shelton into the figure four, leading to Benjamin writhing and clawing at the mat to break free, and Carlito jumps up onto the apron to fight with the referee. Flair looks frustrated and would rather get a free shot at Carlito, then make Shelton tap out, and he releases the hold, fires up off the mat and takes a swing at his arch nemesis Carlito, instead Carlito jumps up off the apron before he can get his punch in on him, and Shelton Benjamin gets up and sneaks behind Flair to roll him up, which gets a close two count.
Flair looks frustrated and points his finger at Carlito, who calls for him to bring it and spits his apple he was chewing into the ring, hitting Ric slightly. Flair looks irate and Carlito spurts something out like ‘oh shit’ and Flair slides out of the ring, going in hot pursuit of Carlito who flees the scene running rampant all around the ring. Shelton is now back up and aggravated with the official for not getting three, but Carlito leads himself back into the ring and runs past Shelton, leading to Flair running back into the ring after Carlito once more. Shelton takes the perfect opportunity he was given and scoops up Flair for his patented T-Bone Suplex followed by a huge hooking of the leg leading to the pinfall win for Shelton Benjamin and Carlito having gotten his work down in screwing Flair.
Winner: And NEW Intercontinental Champion … Shelton Benjamin @ 10:39.
**Ain’t No Stoppin’ Me** plays over the PA and Carlito has a toothy grin on his face, very pleased with the outcome. Shelton accepts the referee raising his hand and he gives him the Intercontinental Championship, whilst this happens Carlito comes back into the ring and over to Flair to spit on him. Shelton turns back towards Carlito, drops his newly found gold, and takes Carlito, then throws him out of the ring over the top rope to a very good pop. He takes his title looking over at Flair and gets away, not helping him up when Flair raises his hand out to get help, showing he’s a tweener basically at the moment. Shelton celebrates with his title and Flair re-rises up off the floor, as we cut to a Royal Rumble recall.
Royal Rumble Recall – 2002 Royal Rumble – Triple H returns to the WWE to throw Kurt Angle over the top rope and wins the 2002 Royal Rumble.
After the recall plays we cut to commercial break.
Backstage, Maria is standing by John Cena right before his big match up next, and we get a very luscious looking, tasty Maria tonight wearing a hot top, showing off her assets.
Maria: Hi, Maria here and I’m here with the former WWE Champion, John Cena!
John Cena smiles for the camera and Maria jumps up like her perky self before speaking again.
Maria: Now, John, tonight you and the “Heart Break Kid” Shawn Michaels (Big Pop) team up to face Kurt Angle (Mixed Reaction) and Triple H (Huge Heat) now, how are you going to co-exist against the guy, that you well, are facing. I’m confused, how can you face someone and be their tag partner at the same time?
Maria pouts looking clueless.
John Cena: Y’see, Maria, I’m facing Shawn two weeks from now at the Royal Rumble, tonight? We’re teaming up and we’re gonna’ kick some ass, Chain Gang Style.
Maria looks gleeful, yet stupid as usual.
Maria: But how do you know Shawn will work with you, John?
John Cena: Well, Maria, that’s for Shawn to know and for me to fi..
All of a sudden Shawn Michaels walks up onto the scene with a smirk on his face.
Shawn Michaels: Y’think I’m gonna’ be helping you tonight, John? Tonight, I’m lookin’ out for one man, and one man only, that’s the “Heart Break Kid” Shawn Michaels. It’s everybody for themselves. I hope you realize that you are watching your back, as I’m gonna’ be watchin’ mine.
Cena looks quite irritated, but nods and HBK turns to leave, but John Cena grabs his shoulder.
John Cena: Well, Shawn, you’re my partner tonight so I will have your back. I hope you change your mind before our match tonight, hell it’s up next Shawn, I hope you do. Because The Chain Gang could use another soldier to help him against the army. Think about it Shawn, ok?
Shawn Michael: I’ll think about it, John, but I’m makin’ no promises, ya hear me?
John Cena: Loud and clear.
HBK walks away and Cena looks very flustered and frustrated, walking away as we cut away to one quick final, commercial break.
Tag Team Match
John Cena & Shawn Michaels vs. Kurt Angle & Triple H
Summary: The main event shows tension on both sides, from Triple H and Kurt Angle with tough tags to one another, to HBK completely ignoring Cena in it. Towards the end of this contest, Angle has the ankle lock gripped on Cena, and Shawn Michaels being willed by the crowd to enter the midst of this battle. Shawn makes a decisive decision to jump into the battle and flips over the top rope, and nails Kurt Angle with Sweet Chin Music. Triple H comes into the ring and HBK, and “The Game” go face to face.
Both men look ready to explode, before… they break out laughing. Both men turn the other direction and leave, with the crowd pissed, whilst HBK makes his way through the crowd and HHH goes up the ramp. Angle and Cena are both down on the mat, they get to a 6 count, and both men grip the ropes looking for it for leverage. The count stops and HBK is long gone, but HHH stops outside of the ring. “The Game” rolls back into the ring and calls for Angle to reach his feet, the referee tries to get rid of HHH, but Triple H doesn’t oblige. “The Cerebral Assassin” kicks Kurt in the gut and looks for the pedigree, but Angle flips “The Game” over and Triple H goes over the ropes from where Angle is, and hits the concrete floor!
The crowd pops and HHH looks irate, but as Angle goes back to taunt HHH, out from behind comes John Cena and The WWE Champion turns around right into the F-U! Cena lifts Angle up and drops him down, nailing his patented finishing move and hooks the leg high up to try and steal the victory. The official has no choice but to make the count to give Cena and the now departed Shawn Michaels the victory.
Winner: John Cena & Shawn Michaels @ 13:49.
**My Time Is Now** hits over the PA and Cena looks pleased with his victory, gets his arm raised, and ducks under the bottom rope to celebrate his victory despite being partner less. Triple H re-cooperates on the outside and rolls back into the ring as the WWE Champion stirs off the mat. Angle staggers slowly onto his knee’s, progressing up off the mat and Triple H stalks him from behind, as the “Olympic Gold Medalist” slowly rises to his feet. Staggering and all, Kurt Angle makes it finally fully up on all fours, to turn around right into a kick in the gut and a PEDIGREE FROM “THE GAME”! Triple H laughs out sadistically and calls for the WWE Championship, which is given to “The Game”, Triple H poses with the title over Angle as the show fades to black, before HHH places the belt over Kurt and saying it will soon be his.
Current Card for the Royal Rumble
Date: January 29th 2006
Location: American Airlines Arena; Miami, Florida
Royal Rumble Match;
Winner has automatic shot at EITHER brand's Champion at WrestleMania XXII:
Entrants in Alphabetical order;
Booker T, Carlito, Charlie Haas, Chris Benoit, Finlay, Gregory Helms, John `Bradshaw' Layfield, Joey Mercury, Johnny Nitro, Kane, Ken Kennedy, Matt Hardy, Matt Striker, Rey Mysterio, Ric Flair, Rob Van Dam
WWE Championship Match:
Kurt Angle © vs. Triple H
World Heavyweight Championship Match:
Batista © vs. Randy Orton vs. The Undertaker
Royal Rumble Qualifier:
John Cena vs. Shawn Michaels