Raw; November 7th; Madison Square Garden:
No opening highlight package, no opening video, and no pyro, instead, we go straight into the arena, with Ric Flair, and his Survivor Series team in the ring, along with a number of other Raw heel superstars.
New York City, it’s time, to have a party!!! You’re looking at the new man in charge, the new General Manager, The Nattttture Boy!!! WOOOO!!! Ric Flair!!!
Fans give heat.
Now, I know, just how much you New Yorkers love Foley. I know it all started for him here, when he watched Jimmy Snuka face Don Muraco in a Cage match in 1986, and I know how much you’d all love to see him here tonight … but you cant.
More heat from the fans
He didn’t get the job done inside War Games, and as a result, I’m here … and he isn’t.
Fans start a ‘We Want Foley’ chant
But, because I am a man, and a damn good GM, I’ve got a fitting tribute, chronicling Mick Foleys career, to show you all, right now. Mick Foley, you piece of garbage, from the bottom of my heart, thanks for all the memories, but more importantly, thanks … for nothing. Roll the tape…
A depressing song plays, as the footage begins to play, we realize right from the start, that the video isn’t a tribute for Foley, but more of a kick in the teeth. We see Foleys worst moments, getting beaten down, thrown off the HIAC, being power bombed through the ring last night, being attacked by Flair and Batista, taking chair shot after chair shot, after chair shot, amongst many other moments that are far from positive, eventually ending with Foleys last appearance last night, leaving the arena on a stretcher.
The video ends, and in the ring, Flair mockingly wipes a tear from his eye, whilst the guys behind him smile, and laugh.
You can boo all you want, but lets face facts. Mick Foley will only be remembered for taking the chair shots, for doing stunts, and for being the most over rated wrestler of all time.
Crowd gives heat
But tonight, we transition out of the Mick Foley era of nonsense, and into the Ric Flair era, and WOOO, what a way to kick things off. How about tonight, Rey Mysterio defends the Intercontinental Championship, against The Animal … Batista!!!!!
Crowd gives heat for the bias decision.
And, tonight, Carlito, Rhyno and the A-Train, will team up to take on … Eugene … in a handicap match!!! And there is no pun intended.
Crowd starts a ‘Bullshit’ chant.
So, with that being said, I urge you all, to sit back, relax, and enj-
**Break It Down** DX enter the arena, with all four looking in a foul mood. None of the four play to the crowd, with their luck being out last night at Survivor Series. They enter the ring, and share a few uneasy glances with some of the guys in the ring, as Michaels is handed a mic from Lillian.
Ric, let me just say, congratulations. I watched you, and your four troops last night, and let me just say I was impressed, but more importantly, I was relieved.
DX Sucks chant
And Ric, I hope you and your administration can get along just fine with it’s World Champion, and it’s dominant group.
Crowd boos, as Flair holds his hand up, knowing what HBK wants before he says it.
Shawn, I cant change your match with Cena at Armageddon. You see, before he left, Mick Foley made this stipulation for Survivor Series, and my hands a tied. You will defend the World Heavyweight Championship against John Cena in four weeks at Armageddon.
You gotta be kidding me. There has to be something you can do Ric. Give me a match choice at least. Yeah, let me pick the stipulation for Cena at Armageddon. That’s the least you can do Naitch.
Again, that’s outta my hands Shawn. John Cena gets to pick the stipulations for Armageddon. You can blame Foley for that.
Crowd starts a ‘Foley’ chant.
And just for the record, now that I’m in charge, you can call me Mr. Flair, not Naitch. But Michaels, what I can do for you, is tonight, here in The Garden, it’ll be John Cena, one on one, with … Rob Van Dam!!!
Crowd gives a good reaction for the match, whilst HBK nods.
I can live with that Ric, that sounds pretty good to the Heart Break Kid.
Believe me Michaels, I don’t want Cena to be my Champion, and at Armageddon, you’ll have my full
Shawn Michaels: (Smiling)
Who says Cena is making it to Armageddon??
HBK and Flair smile to each other, whilst the others in the background nod, and smile too, as we cut to a commercial.
Lita vs. Victoria
Match is joined in progress from the commercial with Victoria in full control, dominating from the outset. She looks to be in a zone of rage, after flipping out last night at Survivor Series, and it shows against Lita.
Victoria takes the fight to the outside, roughing up her opponent, before getting Lita back inside, and continuing to dominate, gaining a hat trick of near falls, with high impact moves, but Lita, to her credit, remains strong, keeping the match alive.
Just as it looks like Victoria is to finish the match off with the Widows Peak, Lita wriggles out, and starts a comeback. Victoria looks to be rocked, and stunned, as Lita takes her by surprise with a number of tricky, successive cradles, with Victoria just managing to kick out on each occasion.
Lita now looks to have the momentum, and after delivering a DDT, she looks to take the win herself, climbing to the top rope. Still groggy from her beat down earlier, Lita takes too long on top, and by the time she is in the air, Victoria is able to roll out of the way, leaving a winded Lita easy pickings for the Widows Peak, leading to the elementary three count.
Victoria has her hand raised in the air, but she doesn’t celebrate her win, instead, pushes the official to the ground, and stands over Lita, yelling abuse at her fallen opponent, before leaving the ring.
Well, I dunno Coach, maybe it’s that time of the month for Victoria, or perhaps she’s goin a little loopy.
J.R, speaking from experience, all women are loopy. But I’m sure if Jerry Lawler was sitting here right now, he’d be loving this attitude from Victoria. Personally, I find it scary.
Indeed, if I were part of the womens locker room, I’d be making sure I stay outta that ladies way, and if I were Trish Stratus, I’d be on the lookout for a crazy woman coming after me. Still to come tonight, here in the Worlds Most Famous Arena, The Number One Contender, John Cena is in action, against The Quiet Man - not John Wayne, but Rob Van Dam.
I just hope that Ric Flair has a suitable replacement lined up for Armageddon to take on HBK, because we know, that John Cena isn’t leaving The Garden on both legs tonight.
I don’t know about that Coach, we’ll have to wait and see, but to be honest, I don’t see Ric Flair being a very fair GM if you ask me.
Well, it’s been roughly twenty minutes, and already, I prefer Slick Ric as our General Manager, rather than Hick Mick.
That comment is wrong, on so many levels…
**Seek and Destroy** Sting enters the arena, to a tremendous MSG welcome, as he makes his way to the ring for a one on one match with Mark Henry. Sting is entering tonight, via the traditional way, and not from the rafters.
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.
Whilst the Stinger writhes around the mat, Batista walks to the time keepers position, picks up a mic, and takes Lillian Garcias chair, before walking back to where Sting is, and smashes the weapon across the back of Sting, three times. Batista leans over, and puts the mic to his mouth…
Sting, I’ve got a message to deliver, from the General Managers office … you’re match has been cancelled tonight. Ric Flair wanted me to give you the message personally. Now, you’re not being asked to leave the premises … Ric has requested you leave immediately. So Gentlemen, please escort Sting from the building.
Three security guards jog down the aisle, whilst Batista delivers a final chair shot to the back of a defenceless Sting, before telling them to cuff him on his way out, which they do.
Sting is led up the ramp, looking in desperate pain, being handled roughly up the ramp, even though he is in no position to struggle anyway. Batista enters the ring, and starts to talk again…
Now, since Sting unfortunately got his match cut this evening, I guess that can allow me to bring forward my match with Rey Mysterio, for the Intercontinental Title. To … right now. Rey, get your ass out here, I don’t care whether your still trying to decide what mask to wear, you have until after the commercial break to get out here, or relinquish the Intercontinental Championship.
The fans seem to be in shock from the announcement, as J.R loses his cool, yelling this isn’t fair, as we go to a commercial…
We return, with Rey Mysterio walking down the ramp, not looking prepared yet for the match, still putting his elbow pads on, and the title belt is halfway around his waist rather than straight. Batista stands in the ring, almost licking his lips, sensing the title will be his.
Rey enters the ring, and immediately, Batista is on him, kick starting the match…
2nd Match: Intercontinental Championship Match:
Rey Mysterio vs. Batista
The Animal is in control from the outset, bringing the power game to give him the big advantage over the champion, but he underestimates the heart of the long reigning champion, which allows Mysterios speed to become a factor.
Rey has Batista running in circles, for a pretty good few minutes, until he gets caught attempting a springboard moonsault, which Batista counters into a power slam. This gives Batista the advantage once more, and for another period, it is all Batista on the attack. The Championship looks to be in jeopardy, as Batista nails a spine buster, and signals for the dreaded, and deadly Batista Bomb. He pulls Rey up, into the air, but Mysterio counters as he is put in prime position, with a Hurricanrana, grabbing the legs, for a cover, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Rey Mysterio
Somehow, Mysterio has pulled off an almost impossible feat, snatching victory from the jaws of defeat. Mysterio immediately gets out of the ring, and staggers up the ramp, having barely survived the odds, to keep his seven month title reign in tact.
In the ring, Batista is livid he was taken by surprise, and shakes the ropes in anger, before dropping to his knees, pounding the mat in frustration.
Welcome back to Raw, and we just witnessed moments ago, that sometimes, the best laid plans don’t come through. Batista, thought he had the Intercontinental Title in his grasp, having brought the match forward, having dominated proceedings, but somehow, someway, Rey Mysterio has overcome the odds, to keep his seven month reign as Champion going strong!!!
J.R, I still cant believe it!!! How did that slippery little mask wearing midget get it done??
If you mean Rey Mysterio Coach, it was heart, and desire that pulled him through, and by Gawd, it’s hard to see his reign as champion come to end right now.
Backstage, Todd Grisham is standing by with both Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin …
Gentlemen, last night, at Survivor Series, you were part of John Cenas winning team, beating D-Generation X. And, the rumours are circulating, that due to a stipulation, previously made by Mick Foley prior to last night, he made it that, should Team Cena win, you two would be the next challengers for the World Tag Team Champions??
Todd, those aren’t rumours you’re hearing, they’re solid facts. Charlie and I are headed to Boston on December 4th, and we will challenge for the World Tag Team Championships, at Armageddon.
Better still, just like John Cena, when he challenges Shawn Michaels, we get to choose the stipulation for our match with Cade and Jindrak.
Wow. And have you guys decided what type of match it will be at Armageddon??
We still haven’t decided Todd, but believe me, what we have in store, will be the end of DX holding the tag team titles.
And right now, we’ll give the champs a little taster, of what’s to come.
Haas and Benjamin punch knuckles, and nod, before leaving the interview.
3rd Match: 6 Man Tag Match:
DX Duo & Luther Reigns vs. The Worlds Greatest Tag Team & Booker T
Short match, with no one getting a long period in the ring, and both teams make frequent tags, and neither gets the upper hand. At a point where Charlie Haas and Garrison Cade collide, they both crawl to make a tag, but as Haas looks set to tag out first, Luther Reigns runs in, and drags Charlie back to the centre, whilst Cade tags in Jindrak.
This sparks a brawl, with all six men involved, and the referee losing all control over proceedings. Booker takes Luther to the outside, whilst TWGTT deliver a double dropkick, knocking Cade out of the ring too. Benjamin dives to the outside, taking Cade down again, whilst in the ring, Jindrak goes for a German Suplex, but Haas lands on his feet, before hitting a modified STO, hooking the leg, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Charlie Haas, Shelton Benjamin & Booker T
Benjamin re-enters the ring, and celebrates with his partner, scoring another win over DX. Cade pulls his partner back out of the ring, and they retreat up the ramp with Luther Reigns, whilst Booker joins TWGTT in the ring, slapping hands, celebrating their win.
Could this be the beginning of the end for Cade and Jindrak as World Tag Team Champions?? Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin have stepped their game up in recent weeks, and right now, look to be just too much to handle for The DX Duo.
J.R, I don’t like this one bit. It just seems in the last few weeks that the DX empire is beginning to crumble!!! HBK needs to sort out this sinking ship, and fast.
Still to come tonight, Ken Kennedy is in action, still undefeated, after debuting at Homecoming.
5 -0 baby … baby.
Do you have to end every sentence twice, when we talk about Kennedy??
Backstage, we see Randy Orton walking along, with stitches in his head, as he looks to be walking towards the entrance.
**Burn in my Light** Randy Orton enters the arena, suited tonight, with no match, after his near 60 minute effort last night at Survivor Series. The Legend Killer looks quite despondent, and upset after coming up short last night. He climbs inside the ring, and is handed a mic, not posing, and not playing to the crowd, as his music dies down.
Last night, I tried my damnedest, to make amends. Last night, I shed sweat, and bled, toiled, gave my body, mind, heart and soul to try and make amends for all I have done in the past to Mick Foley.
Fans start a ‘Foley’ chant
All I wanted was forgiveness. I put myself forward, and stepped up to help Mick Foley out, I put myself forward and offered to be the first man to enter War Games, because it was the right thing to do.
And in the performance of my life, I lasted almost sixty minutes, I was the sole survivor from Team Foley, but I couldn’t get the job done.
Fans go a little silent
And for that, I apologise. I apologise to myself, I apologise to the fans, I apologise to my team mates, and most importantly, I want to apologise … (looks into the camera)
… to Mick Foley.
Fans cheer in appreciation
Mick, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for Team Foley losing last night, and I hold myself responsible. But Mick, I hope that you can forgive me. You put your faith in me to get the job done, and I failed. Mick, I swe-
**Just Close Your Eyes** Christian and Tyson Tomko enter the arena, with Christian showing off a bandage on his forehead, whilst smiling ear to ear, having been the sole survivor last night at Survivor Series. Tomko pats Christian on the back as he walks down the aisle.
Christian walks around the ring, smiling at an enraged Randy Orton, and takes a mic, before climbing onto the apron, and into the ring. The music cuts, as Captain Charisma gets ready to speak.
You know Orton, I’m kinda sick of you taking credit for things, that you have no reason for doing. Don’t take credit for my work. Don’t take credit, for ridding Raw of that albatross, Mick Foley.
Fans give heat
So, instead of (wipes his eye)
crying, instead of sulking, instead of acting like a loser … well, okay, I’ll let you off with that one, how about you stop apologising, and instead, you can thank me.
‘Christian sucks’ chant
You can thank me, for being the sole survivor in War Games. You can thank me for being the man to make Ric Flair the new General Manager, and you can thank me, for not ending your career last night.
Orton puts his head down, shaking it in anger.
What?? You don’t agree?? Seems to me, that not only have you turned into a little girl over night, caring about peoples feelings, apologising to the world and his dog, but it seems like I’ve musta mashed your brain too much at Survivor Series too.
Orton clenches his first, trying to hold back his anger.
Randy, quite frankly, I’m starting to regret not finishing your career last night, because right now, I’m stopping you from going home, and watching Little House on the Prairie.
Orton looks up, ready to snap.
What’s wrong Randall?? You run out of Kleenex?? Need your nappy changed?? Hey, Tomko, do me a favour, run to the store, and get some back up nappies for Sir Cries a lot.
Tomko laughs, whilst Orton puts the mic to his mouth.
You, my friend, need to learn when just to keep your mouth shut, and stay out of peoples business. I came out here, to make a public apology to Mick Foley for letting him down las-
Well, how about you apologise to me. Apologise to me, for making me sick to my stomach, watching you grovel like a little child. That makes me sick Orton. What the hell are you apologising to Foley for?? It’s not like you screwed up. All you did, was lose to someone that’s out of your league. Me.
You, are out of my league??
It’s no secret girl pants. You’ve accomplished a lot in a short space of time, but you’re not quite on my level. That’s nothing to be ashamed of kid, don’t worry. Maybe, just maybe, one day, you’ll provide me with adequate competition, but you’ll have to step it up a notch or two, when you step in the ring with the man who has FOUR. That’s right. Count them, one, two, three, FOUR victories over The Undertaker. August, September, October, and now November. Hell, at this rate, I’ll be bringing out my own calendar for a victory every month of the year over Taker. That’s something, that absolutely no one. You hear that okay?? NO ONE has ever beaten The Undertaker four months straight.
Congratulations. You truly are an egotistical creepy little bastard.
Fans pop. Christian is furious.
Okay, now Randy, I was joking earlier about you apologising to me, but now, I’m serious. Apologise for that.
Apologise for what??
Apologise for what you just said.
Hmm… tell you what, how about instead, I just apologise in advance … for this.
Orton suddenly drops the mic, and in a blink of an eye, he connects with the RKO on Christian!!! Orton stands back up, and ducks a boot from Tomko, before delivering an RKO!!!
**Burn in my Light** Randy Orton stands tall, with a slight grin on his face, as Christian and Tomko are laid out from dual RKOs.
Oh my!!! Captain Charisma, the sole survivor from War Games, aint looking too pretty now!!!
Randy Orton just blindsided Christian!!!
He did not. Christian was warned. And hopefully now, he realizes what happens when you run your damn mouth!!!
This aint over J.R. Captain Charisma doesn’t forgive, and he doesn’t forget!!
Welcome back to The Garden folks, and we just found out during the commercial break, on WWE Unlimited, that next week, right here on Raw, it’ll be the Contract Signing, John Cena and Shawn Michaels. The World Championship match at Armageddon will be made official, and we will find out what Cena has chosen as his stipulation.
I don’t think so J.R. You keep forgetting that Cena aint making it to Michigan next week.
Whatever. Right now, in the ring, we have Roadkill, who is set to face none other than the undefeated, Ken Kennedy, a-
**Mr. Kennnnnedddyyy** Ken Kennedy enters the arena with a mic in hand, and introduces himself on the way to the ring.
Lillian, please, don’t say a word. THE FOLLOWING CONTEST is schedullllled, for ONE fall. In the ring, weighing … too much, looking … too ugly, and from … a basement, he is Roadkill.
And, now, for the man you have ALL been waiting forrrrrrr… I hail from Greeeeen Bay, Wissssconsin, and I have gained three quarters of a pound since last week, but please, don’t worry, everything is under controllll. I am, if you don’t already know, which you should … MISSSSSSSSSSSTERR KENNNNNNNNNEDDDYYYY … … … … KENNEDY!!!
Mr. Kennedy vs. Roadkill
Another short match, this time, with Kennedy on top right from the start, chopping down the big Roadkill. Towards the end, Roadkill starts to make a bit of a comeback, but once he tries to climb the ropes, Kennedy is quick to act, kicking the ropes, forcing his opponent to straddle himself. This allows Kennedy to climb to the middle, and he delivers the impressive Green Bay Plunge on the big man, hooking the leg for the victory, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Mr. Kennedy
Kennedy rolls out of the ring immediately, and swipes the mic from Lillian, just as she is about to speak.
The winner of this match, at four minutes, and nine seconds, of course, it is Missssssssterrrr Kennnnnneddyyy … Kennedy!!!
Kennedy cockily walks up the ramp, smiling, at yet another win, bringing his tally to 6-0.
This man is certainly taking the Raw roster by storm Coach. Another victory, and if I were on the active roster, I’d keep a close eye on Mr Kennedy.
Oh, would you stop it with that!!! Ladies and Gentlemen, Marc Lloyd is backstage, with Victoria. This should be interesting.
Thanks J.R, and I am back here with Victoria. Victoria, you’ve been a little erratic in the last twenty four hours, with a blistering assault on the womens locker room, and a vicious victory against Lita tonight. But, I think I speak for everyone, when I ask, why??
Marc, I’ve sat on the sidelines for too long. Shaniqua dominated the division for a whole year, and for a whole year, I kept coming close, I kept training harder, and harder. And in the end, Trish Stratus got there before me. Not because she is a better wrestler than me, not because she earned it, but because she was in the right place, at the right time, with the pretty face, and lovely blonde hair.
And last night was my night to take back the womens title. But as I’m sure you know Marc, that didn’t happen. Pretty little Trish, survived by the skin of her teeth. Then it hit me. I knew why I didn’t win. It was because I wasn’t ruthless.
When I went back to the locker room, the girls had gotten over it already. I heard them say, ‘maybe next time’. (Grabs Marc by the shirt)
That drove me over the edge Marc!!! I went berserk. Because for me, it’s not ‘maybe’ next time, it IS next time. Trish Stratus, I’m coming for that title belt, and I’ll go through any woman, or man for that matter to do it.
Victoria storms off, leaving Marc looking in a wreck.
5th Match: 3 on 1 Handicap Match:
Eugene vs. Carlito, Rhyno & A-Train
Turns out to be nothing more than a squash, with the 3 man team not even needing to make tags, instead, being allowed to all be in the ring at the same time. Eugene shows his braveness, trying to battle the three men, but he just isn’t good enough, and after a brief period of Eugene putting up a fight, the numbers are too much.
All three men hit their signature moves, Rhyno with the Gore, A-Train with the Baldo Bomb, and Carlito showing a new finishing move, which he calls the ‘Apple Core‘ (a modified STO), before putting his foot on the torso of Eugene for the cocky cover, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Carlito, Rhyno & A-Train
Carlito nods in victory, hardly looking surprised, as he asks Rhyno and A-Train to leave. They nod, and exit, whilst Carlito grabs his apple, and stands over Eugene, ready to take a bite, before…
**Space Odyssey 3000** Ric Flair walks onto the stage, grinning, with a mic in his hand, with two beautiful women by his side.
Nice work Carlito. And when you get backstage, we’ll have a big party, WOOO!!! But while you’re both there, in the ring, I’ll make this announcement now. Next week, Grand Rapids, Carlito, one on one, with Eugene. And the winner, goes onto Armageddon, and faces Rey Mysterio, for the Inter-continental Title. WOOO.
Flair exits the stage, and leaves Carlito in the ring, to chew on his apple, and spits it out, over the fallen Eugene.
There ya have it, next week, Eugene and Carlito, one on one, with the winner getting himself a title shot at Rey Mysterio, on December 4th.
And what a message sent by Mr. Cool himself, to his special opponent, Eugene. Knowing Eugene, he’ll scrape the apple off his face, and eat it for dinner.
I don’t know how wise it was for Carlito to spit that apple in Eugenes face there. That could seriously have some side effects for him come next week. But ladies and gents, coming up in just a jiffy, John Cena takes on Rob Van Dam, but before that, Todd Grisham is standing by with RVD.
Rob, I’m not sure if I’m wasting my time or not, but, in just a few minutes, you face John Cena. If you win this match, you could find yourself in line for a title match following Armageddon, if you beat the current Number One Contender.
RVD says nothing, instead bouncing up and down on his toes, warming up. Todd turns to Bill Alfonso for an answer, but Bill stops him before he can speak, blowing the whistle at him.
Rob, lets go. Time to take out the trash.
We return, with HBK at the announce position with J.R and Coach, sitting in on commentary for the main event.
John Cena vs. Rob Van Dam
Both men go for it from the start, getting the fans into the brawl right away. The two men let it ride, and live by the edge, brawling to the outside, and forcing the referee to waive the double count out rule in order to keep the match alive. Cena takes over, and is the first to get a significant amount of offence. Van Dam soaks it up, and eventually, thanks to Alfonso, he manages to get the upper hand on Cena, with his manager distracting the number one contender.
Van Dam takes over, and slows the match down, taking it into a commercial break, the final one of the night. Following this, we return with RVD in control still, with highlights from the commercial, being RVD clothes lining Cena out of the ring, allowing Alfonso to lay the boots in, whilst RVD distracted the referee.
RVD comes close to a victory on a number of times, thanks to his usual offence, like the rolling thunder, split legged moonsault, and a number of kicks. Cena starts to dig deep, and makes a fight back, running through his own normal move set, before coming close to a three count with the throw back, followed by a 5 Knuckle Shuffle for another 2.
Cena elbows Alfonso off the apron, but is knocked down as he comes back with a spinning heel kick from RVD. Van Dam climbs to the top rope, and looks set to deliver the Five Star Frog Splash, but as he flies through the air, Cena rolls out of the way, with RVD hitting the mat only. Cena gets back to his feet, and pumps up his shoes, signalling for the FU, as we see Michaels leave the announce position.
RVD staggers up, into the FU, with Cena delivering!!! He hooks the leg, 1...2... MICHAELS PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING!!! Cena looks around, wondering where the official is, and sees HBK knocking him down on the outside, taking the official out of the equation.
John Cena is irate, and comes out of the ring, beginning to brawl with Michaels, getting the best of the fight. Cena whips HBK into the steel steps, before getting back into the ring. He looks to pull RVD back up, but Van Dam plays possum, and cradles his opponent, but the referee is still out. Eventually, Cena kicks out, but it appears RVD might have won the match, had the referee been in the ring.
Rob Van Dam looks to the outside, and shouts at a groggy Alfonso to get the referee back inside, but whilst he does this, Cena is back up, and he gets RVD up, into position for the FU, only for Van Dam to wriggle out. RVD bounces off the ropes, and runs at Cena, but John Cena spots HBK on the other side of the apron, and he side steps RVD, who runs into Michaels, knocking HBK off the apron, and staggers into the path of Cena … FU!!!
By this time, the referee is back in the ring, with Alfonso accidentally getting the referee back in, with RVD down. Cena covers, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: John Cena
Cena overcomes HBK to get the win on RVD!!! HBK tries to attack Cena but again, like RVD, Cena sidesteps him, with HBK flying over the top, to the floor. Cena stands tall in victory, with Alfonso pulling Van Dam out of the ring. Michaels tries to get back in again, but is scared off by John Cena.
Michaels retreats up the ramp, yelling back at Cena in anger, having been one upped here tonight in the Garden. The show ends, with John Cena on the turnbuckle, playing to the fans with his own custom belt, whilst Michaels looks down the ramp, furious with what has happened in the last 24 hours.
END OF SHOW
Current Card for WWE Armageddon:
Date: 4th December 2005
Location: Fleet Centre; Boston, Mass.
Event Music: The End, WWE Produced
World Heavyweight Championship Match:
Shawn Michaels vs. John Cena
World Tag Team Championships Match:
The DX Duo vs. The World’s Greatest Tag Team
Smackdown: Madison Square Garden; November 10th:
We are told right away that tonight’s main event will feature The Rock and Goldberg, fighting it out in a No Holds Barred Match to finally end their dispute, with the winner getting a WWE Title Shot at Fully Loaded.
The Basham Brothers retain the Tag Team Titles against the AFA, thanks to the switcheroo fooling Rico.
In an interview with Maven, he explains why he has changed his attitude, saying that being a nice guy gets you nowhere, and now he is on Smackdown, he gets a chance to start over fresh.
Following the interview, Chris Benoit faces Maven, after their run in last week. The match lasts for longer than expected, but the result isn’t a surprise, with Benoit making Maven tap in his Smackdown debut.
Following the match, Gene Snitsky runs in, and attacks Benoit from behind with a boot to the back of the head, busting Benoit open from behind, before leaving the Rabid Wolverine a bloody mess in the ring.
Kurt Angle comes to the ring, and officially challenges Bret Hart for a match, with a contract all written up. He asks Bret to think about what he said to him at Survivor Series, and sign the contract. Bret Hart then comes to the ring, and totally ignores the challenge, telling Kurt Angle that if he was wondering, he’ll get a shot at becoming WWE Champion again before Fully Loaded. Hart then leaves the ring, with Angle furious that his challenge wasn’t even acknowledged.
Jamie Noble retains the Cruiserweight Title against Billy Kidman, with a Tiger Bomb, followed by the Dragon Sleeper, getting a tap out victory.
Goldberg is interviewed about his match with Rock tonight. He says he’ll beat The Rock once and for all tonight, then once he wins the WWE Title, he’ll be coming for Austin, and run his ass out of the WWE too.
J.B.L defeats Spike Dudley, as per the request of Spike after last weeks attack. Spike puts up a valiant effort, but is comprehensively beaten by the United States Champion. After the match, JBL and The Cabinet beat down Spike in a 4 on 1 attack, which leads to a run in from the returning Dudley Boys, after a long absence. Bubba and D’ Von save Spike, and run off the four Cabinet members.
Steve Austin arrives, and hears what was said about him by Goldberg, then decides to go straight to the ring. Austin talks about Bill Goldberg having a big mouth, and that he might just be the one to shut it for good. The brings out The Rock, who pleads with Austin not to interfere in his match with Goldberg tonight, as he wants closure. Austin reluctantly agrees with Rock, and then, as they shake hands, Goldberg comes through the crowd, with a steel chair, hitting both Rock and Austin, sending Rock a message for later tonight, and Austin for the future.
Brock Lesnar & Triple H team together to face Chris Jericho & Kurt Angle. The match finishes with Brock Lesnar pinning Chris Jericho after a low blow, and an F5.
In the main event, The Rock and Goldberg battle it out in a blood soaked No Holds Barred match, with Rock eventually coming out the winner, with a second Rock Bottom, and a Peoples Elbow.
Steve Austin keeps his promise of not interfering in the match, but as soon as the bell rings, Austin sprints to the ring, and gets himself a piece of Goldberg, pounding him down, and sending him out of the ring with a Stunner. Austin and Rock cap the show off, sharing a beer, with The Rock on his way to Fully Loaded.
Replies will be returned in the new year (about the 4th or 5th). I've yet to return all the reviews for Survivor Series, but hopefully I'll get to them soon.
This might be the last time I'm around for the next week, as I'll be out for the next couple of nights, then I'm heading off for a couple of days on Monday. I should hopefully find some time to take a look around though. If not, happy new year.