The Rupp Arena is jam packed, just twenty four hours removed, from one of the most unbelievable, critically acclaimed events of this past year, and possibly in quite some time. Tonight, I am joined as always, by The Coach …
The Coach: I sat in this very chair last night J.R, and couldn’t believe what I saw. In my thirty plus years in this business, I’ve never seen a display like it. I’m referring to the incredible streetfight, between our General Manager, Mick Foley, and The Nature Boy, Ric Flair.
Jim Ross: You shouldn’t joke about being in this business thirty years Coach. The viewers here are gonna look at those wrinkles on your face, and believe ya.
The Coach: What th-
Jim Ross: But, speaking of last night, and the streetfight, I sat up here with you Coach, and we both said, that it would be a long time before we saw Mick Foley on Raw. Well, lo and behold, when I arrived here today, the first guy I saw, was none other, than a stitched up, black eyed, bruised, Mick Foley. Folks, The General Manager is here.
The Coach: As much as it pains me to say it J.R, I’ve gotta hand respect to our GM, he could;ve taken tonight off, hell, he could’ve taken the next two weeks off, but like a true mad man, he is here.
Jim Ross: Well, right now, the only match we know of for tonight, is Shawn Michaels, defending his title in a lucky lottery match. I know exactly what I think of that little scen-
**Space Odyssey 3000** To the fans shock, Ric Flairs music hits, and we see a group of Raw superstars (Batista, RVD, Bill Alfonso, Carlito, Christian, Tyson Tomko, Mark Henry, Rhyno, and A-Train) come from behind the curtain, and onto the ramp. Batista, and Tomko help RIC FLAIR down towards the ramp, each taking an arm, with Flair looking like death. He has scrapes all over his face, a huge bandage on his forehead, a bloodshot eye, and is limping badly.
Jim Ross: Are we actually seeing this?? Are we actually watching Ric Flair, make his way to the ring?? Just twenty our hours removed from one of the damnedest fights I’ve ever witnessed??
The Coach: Believe it or not J.R, you are watching Ric Flair, a 56 year old man, walk down that aisle. Give this man a standing ovation.
Coach gets up, and claps, as Batista and Tomko help Naitch up the steps, as Christian and RVD hold the ropes open, for Flair to enter. Carlito is given a microphone, and hands the mic to Flair. Flair takes a moment, as his music dies down. Batista stands right beside him, making sure Flair doesn’t fall.
Flair puts the mic to his mouth to speak, but the fans give The Nature Boy a huge round of applause, as a mark of respect and appreciation for his efforts last night, despite him being a heel.
Ric Flair: This might be hard to believe, but after all my years in the business, I never thought I’d say it, but at the age of 56, I just fought the toughest fight of my career.
Crowd Pops
Ric Flair: And believe me, when I say that, after 16 Championship reigns, after steel cage matches, after no disqualification matches, and after facing some of the toughest bastards this sport has ever seen, you know, that last night was something else.
Crowd Pops
Ric Flair: But look at me. Like I said, I’m 56 years old, and I just cant take this type of punishment much longer. I cant get hit over the head with a barbed wire 2x4. I cant get dropped onto a bed of nails, and I sure as hell, cant keep getting busted open from ear to god damn ear.
Mixed reaction
Ric Flair: But Foley, Cactus Jack, you callous, vindictive son of a bitch, I hate to say it, but I’m not done with you yet.
Crowd Pops
Ric Flair: Cactus, I met you in your world. I took the punishment, and I dished it out too. Now, I’m asking you to come into MY world. I’m not talking a straight up wrestling match, I wouldn’t want to embarrass you. I’m talking about someth-
**Have a Nice Day** Mick Foley enters the arena, looking as bad, if not, worse than Flair. He too has a bandage on his forehead, stitches on the other side of his forehead, a black eye, and what appears to be a broken nose. He limps onto the stage, and puts a mic to his mouth, but is cut off by a ‘Foley’ chant.
Mick Foley: Y’know, as bad as I feel right now, it’s still great to be back in Lexington, Kentucky.
Cheap Pop. Foley doesn’t give a thumbs up, but just nods instead.
Mick Foley: Ric Flair, I got here today, not expecting to see you here, and to be honest, I’m rather surprised, in fact, I’m shocked to see you made it. Whether I like you, or not, or whether you like me or not, that doesn’t matter. Last night, you gave up your mind, body and soul, in a Streetfight at Nemesis, and for that, I respect you Ric Flair.
Crowd Pops
Mick Foley: But that doesn’t change the fact, that I still hate your guts, plain and simple. So, what shocks me even more, is the fact that you come out here tonight, and from what I gather, you want to do this one more time??
Crowd Pops
Mick Foley: Well, I’m honestly starting to believe you’ve maybe taken too many shots to that head in the last twenty four hours. Last night, was a one time deal. Raw, isn’t about you and I Ric Flair. I’m the General Manager, you’re a mentor. Raw, is about guys like the ones standing directly behind you, such as Christian, Dave Batista, Carlito, and Rob Van Dam
(Crowd boos). Its about guys like John Cena
(Crowd Pops), Rey Mysterio
(Crowd Pops), and even a man you know very well, as do I, called Randy Orton
(Crowd Pops).
Mick Foley: I’m not the wrestler I was ten years ago, neither are you. We’ve had our time Ric Flair, and its time for guys like us, to pave the way for the future of Raw, and the future of the WWE.
Crowd Pops
Mick Foley: I have absolutely no interest in going head to head with you again Ric, last night was a one time deal. I’ve spent the majority of the last month away from my children, from my wife, and from my family, and there is no doubt I wont be going home for at least another week, because I don’t plan on going home, and watching my kids run away from the strange man with bandages all over his face.
Crowd Boos a little, wanting Foley to face Flair
Mick Foley: You made me become something I don’t want to be anymore. You made me snap to the point of no return, and you forced the hand of Cactus Jack. But after last night, its safe to say, that Cactus Jack, is most certainly gone. I don’t want that in my life anymore, and I wont allow that to happen again.
Foley stops, and turns away, looking to walk to the back, until Batista cuts in.
Batista: Don’t you dare leave Foley. WE havent finished speaking to you yet.
Foley turns around, and listens to what they have to say, as Batista hands the mic back to Flair.
Ric Flair: Don’t walk away on me Foley. Don’t dare. Right now, I’m sure you’ve noticed, that the Raw locker room, is split. 50/50. Half the guys in the Raw locker room, want you gone … and there is around half that want you to stick around. I’m here to tell you, that myself, and these gentlemen behind me, form a small percentage of the guys that want you outta Raw.
Crowd boos. Flair hands the mic over to Christian.
Christian: You know Mick, I always had a soft spot for you. I always respected you in a way. But recently, you’ve done nothing, but piss me off. I beat The Undertaker, not once, not twice, but just last night, I made it three for three against The Phenom.
Crowd gives heat.
Christian: Usually, when someone beats The Undertaker once, they immediately become a contender for the World Championship. Not only have I yet to receive a one on one title shot, but I’m forced to take my shot, with four other challengers. That’s not how you book your biggest star. That’s not how you treat the man who brings your ratings in, and provides you with classic matches, week in, week out, month in, month out.
Carlito bends down to the mic, cutting in
Carlito: Dat … das not cool.
Christian: Thanks Carlito. Foley, what I’m trying to tell you is, I’m sick of being mistreated, I’m sick of being overlooked. My time to rise as a main eventer is here, but until you’re gone, I cant fulfil my future.
Christian now hands the mic back to Flair.
Ric Flair: And its not just Christian you’re misusing Foley. Take a look at the big man here. Batista. He’s an Animal. Yet, week in, week out, all he does, is watch. You don’t provide him with anything. No title shots, no main events, nothing.
Look at Rob Van Dam. Hell, you wont even let this man speak!!! For the love of God Foley, cant you see how badly you’re running this show??
Look at this talent. Rhyno, A-Train, two of the biggest, meanest, vicious guys in the locker room, and you wont give them anything. These guys could be something. But you wont give them the chance.
Carlito. This guy debuted a little over six months ago. And you’ve been riding him the whole time, making his life hell. You wont give him a break. Week after week, you give him something more ridiculous than the last. He’s a second generation superstar from crying out loud.
Mick Foley: Okay, enough. Ric, you make the job of General Manager sound much easier than what it is. You forget to mention, that I have to please the WWE board, I have to please advertisers, and I have to please the networks.
That’s why I cant allow some guy to take a mic who cant manage to finish a sentence without using a profanity. That would be my neck on the line, not his. And Christian, you’ll be worthy of a title shot, when you find the way out of your own ass. Carlito wouldn’t be finding himself in ridiculous circumstances week in, and week out if he wasn’t getting himself into the mess in the first place. I didn’t ask him to spit an apple in Eugenes face, which resulted in getting a Banana spat back at him … I didn’t ask him to interview a midget Hulk Hogan, he did that. Carlito, got himself into that mess.
So really, if you guys want to blame someone for why you arent getting a fair ride on Raw, take a look in the mirror … and I’m sure you all do that already … and take a look at who you should be blaming.
Crowd Pops
Mick Foley: But say-
Flair cuts in.
Ric Flair: Hold on. Now, I still havent got to make my point. As you can see, there are a lot of guys, that want you gone Foley. Just a handful of them are in this ring. Now, will you let me make my proposition??
Foley shrugs his shoulders.
Ric Flair: November 6th, Manchester, New Hampshire. Survivor Series. You, and four other guys, to take on The Nature Boy, WOOOO, Batista, Carlito, Rob Van Dam & Christian. Five on five. You win, I’ll go. But if I win, Foley, not only will you be outta here, but I’ll take your position as General Manager.
Crowd Pops for challenger, before booing the chance of Flair replacing Foley.
Mick Foley: You know Ric, just a few moments ago, I said last night was a one time deal, but to be honest, I’m hurt, and offended by the comments you, and your group there, have made about me. So, really, when it comes down to it, I don’t want to be somewhere that I’m not wanted. Therefore, with a heavy heart, I’ll accept your challenge.
Crowd Pops
Mick Foley: But Ric, if I win, I want you to stick around. Hell, I’ll make sure you’re still here, because I’m hell bent, on making your life a living hell.
Crowd Pops. Flair is furious in the ring.
Mick Foley: And one more thing, earlier, you said, that you wanted to take me into your world. And to be honest, I don’t like secrets. So, if you would, could you please inform me of what you meant??
Flair smiles. He nods, and looks around the ring at his compatriots, before speaking.
Ric Flair: That’s the best part Foley. This wont be like any other Survivor Series Match, I promise you. Like I said, I want to bring you into a world, that in this company, only I know of. It’s one of the oldest, yet most barbaric matches, ever created. You, and your four guys, to take on me, and my four …… WAR GAMES!!!!
The arena erupts, for the mention of War Games. Foley looks around, with a quizzical look on his face, before holding his hand up to speak.
Mick Foley: That’s quite the proposition Ric. And you know, with my history in cages, or cells, I should do the smart thing and turn it down, but Flair, I’m sick of you hounding me, and continuously trying to rile me, and if this is what it takes, then Ric, I’ll gladly accept.
Crowd Pops huge.
Mick Foley: But Ric, this is going to be Survivor Series after all, and as you say, War Games is one of the oldest matches there is, so for it’s very first showing in the WWE, and with the power vested in me as General Manager of Raw, this
will be War Games, but with a modern twist. You see, we will be keeping with the tradition of both War Games, and Survivor Series, by officially making this ‘the match beyond’, and it’ll be an elimination style match. Entrants every three minutes, winner takes all.
Crowd Pops
Ric Flair: Foley, have it your way, because if you ask me, I’d confidently say, It’ll be one of your last big decisions as the General Manager of Raw.
We then see Batista whisper in Flairs ear, which brings a smile to the Nature Boys face.
Ric Flair: Oh, and Mick. How about we get the ball rolling toward Survivor Series right here tonight. One of my four guys, to face your first guy, in tonights main event. I mean, I’m sure you’re popular enough to find yourself at least one guy by the end of tonight, right??
Foley puts his head down, visibly frustrated with Flair. He looks up, and in a ‘I don’t care anymore’ way replies.
Mick Foley: You’re on Ric.
Foleys music plays again, as he walks through the curtain, leaving Flair and his troops in the ring.
Commercial
Jim Ross: Welcome back to Raw, and if you have just joined us, you’ve missed arguably, the biggest announcement on Raw in quite some time. At Survivor Series, we will have ourselves a 5 on 5, Elimination Style Match, but for the first time ever in the WWE history, it will be WAR GAMES!!!!! And that’s not all, because Mick Foley will put his General Manager position on the line, if his team loses, Foley will be out of a job, and Ric Flair will be in charge of Raw.
The Coach: And of course, tonight, Mick Foley has to find at least one member of his team, to go into action tonight, against one of Ric Flairs boys, in our main event this evening.
Jim Ross: And so much more to come along with that as well Coach.
1st Match:
Trish Stratus vs. Jazz w/ Theodore Long
Good divas match, with Jazz and Trish being two of the better performers in the division. Trish looks to be in fine form in the early going, until a trip from Long turns the tables, in Jazz favour. She begins to dominate the match, and just as Stratus looks to be making a comeback, Long gets involved again, stopping the referee making a count. This angers Trish, who Chick Kicks him off the apron, and starts to go at it with Jazz once more. We see Shaniqua enter, and she watches the match unfold from the stage, as Trish impresses, battling out of a Fisherman Suplex, before scoring with the Stratusfaction, and gets the 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Trish Stratus
Shaniqua stands at the top of the ramp, looking down as Trish celebrates her hard won victory. Shaniqua mockingly claps Trish’ win, before gesturing shes been champion for one whole year.
Jim Ross: In just one weeks time, Trish will challenge Shaniqua, as part of the home town challenge, in Toronto, which marks one full year, 52 weeks with Shaniqua as the champion.
The Coach: There have been some dominating females in the past J.R, you can say women like Chyna, and arguably, Chyna was the most dominant, until she was beaten by Shaniqua. The Amazon is the real deal, and it wouldn’t surprise me, if she blew Trish away next week in Toronto, before heading into year two as Womens Champion.
Backstage, Mick Foley is approached by Marc Lloyd;
Marc Lloyd: Mick, if I may, could I have a moment of your time??
Mick Foley: Sure thing Marc.
Marc Lloyd: Just a short time ago, you agreed to find your first team mate for Survivor Series, to face a man from Ric Flairs team in tonights main event. I was just wondering, if you have found anyone, or have anyone in mind.
Mick Foley: That’s a good question Marc, and to be honest wit you, I wont be going around the Raw locker room, begging for guys to help me out at Survivor Series, no way. If there are guys in the Raw locker room that want to step up, and stand side by side with Mick Foley on November 6th, and if there is someone who wants to stand side by side, and represent Mick Foley tonight, I’d like them to come to me. I want my team to be based on courage, and heart. Not greed and callous. And if that means going into Survivor Series in a 5 on 1, or 5 on 2 disadvantage, then so be it. Team Foley will be based on who represents what Mick Foley stands for.
Oh, and one more thing Marc, I’ve arranged for Carlito to host his Cabana tonight, saying how much he wants the spotlight and all. And his guest will be his fellow disgruntled Raw superstar, and a man who doesn’t have the vocabulary to put together a sentence without using a four letter word, Rob Van Dam. Marc, have a nice day … and I hope it’s a lot better than the one I’m having.
We then cut away to the DX locker room…
Shawn Michaels: Well gentlemen, here we are, still, holding all the gold. They said we wouldn’t, they said we couldn’t, but we could, and we did. Cade and Jindrak, the greatest tag team champions of all time, and needless to say, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels, the greatest, without a shadow of a doubt, World Champion EVER!!!
Garrison Cade: Hard to disagree with that point. I mean, we took care of Cena the right way last night, just like you planned.
Shawn Michaels: Ehhhh … that’s enough about that, fact remains, that I am still the World Champion.
Mark Jindrak: Shawn, I have to say, your lucky lottery tonight was an awesome idea. To give one lucky superstar from the Raw roster a title shot, just from the luck of a draw is such a fair way to decide it.
Luther Reigns: Before you make the draw Shawn, I need to tell you something though.
Shawn Michaels: Havent got the time to chat about things Luth, gotta give someone
(winks) a shot at my title.
Luther Reigns: But that’s what I w-
Michaels dips his hand into the tumbler, and swirls around, making a funny face, as he picks a ball out. He twists it open, and reads the name.
Shawn Michaels: What the-
Luther Reigns: That’s what I was trying to tell you Shawn. I knew I shouldn’t have left it to these two nimrods. They just went to the superstars page on wwe.com, and copied the names from there.
Michaels tries to quickly think of something
Shawn Michaels: You know what, HBCades lucky number is two. And saying its his birthday today, we’ll pick the second name from the tumbler.
Garrison Cade: Gee, as nice as that sounds Shawn, and as thoughtful as that is, two isn’t my lucky number, and my birthday isn’t for a long while yet.
Shawn Michaels: (Thinks quickly) Make it an early Christmas present then.
Garrison Cade: That’s terrific. My lucky number is 84 by the way.
Shawn Michaels: Luther, whats your lucky number.
Luther Reigns: (Immediately responds, knowing what HBK is getting at) Two.
Shawn Michaels: Perfect.
Michaels spins the tumbler around, and picks out a second name. He opens the ball, and takes a look at the name, smiling immediately.
Shawn Michaels: Now that is what I was hoping for.
Reigns nods in agreement, whilst Cade looks a little confused about the whole situation, and Jindrak looks to be huffing a little, after not being asked his favourite number.
Michaels then motions for them to leave the room, and they file out, with HBK throwing the first piece of paper to the floor. The camera then closes into the scrunched up piece of paper, with the name reading ‘John Cena’.
Commercial
We return with HBK, along with DX already in the ring, awaiting the opponent, as Michaels takes the mic.
Shawn Michaels: Ladies and Gentlemen, as the fighting champion I am, I put myself at a disadvantage this evening, because I am putting my hard won Championship on the line, less than twenty four hours after defeating five other men in the most gruelling match of my life.
(HBK looks around, knowing he was pushed hard last night, but it wasn’t the most gruelling match of his life)
So, give it up everybody, for the challenger … THE HURRICANE!!!
**Stand Back, There’s a Hurricane Coming Through** The Hurricane steps through the curtain, looking as if he was told of the match literally minutes ago, not even wearing his cape. HBK and the rest of DX pretend this will be a real tough test, with Michaels stretching in the corner.
2nd Match: World Heavyweight Championship Match:
Shawn Michaels vs. Hurricane
Hurricane brings the fight to HBK right away, scoring three two counts from cradles, taking Michaels out of his element early on, but eventually, the champion takes control, and begins to show his true class, a few levels above Hurricane.
Hurricane attempts a slight comeback, but to no effect, as HBK knocks him back down, executing the Flying Elbow, before tuning up the band for Sweet Chin Music, and the never in doubt three count.
Winner: Shawn Michaels
HBK has his hand raised in the air, celebrating with the World Championship, as DX enter the ring, congratulating the Champion on a successful defence. Suddenly though, the fans ERUPT … and then, the camera switches to the barricade, as we see John Cena, with a bandage on his forehead, jumping the rail, with a belt around his shoulder, dropping it on the ground, before grabbing a chair and sliding into the ring, with it.
Jindrak spots Cena first, and runs toward him, but is met with a chair shot. Luther Reigns now approaches, but he too gets nailed with a vicious chair shot. We see Michaels push Cade into Cena, before sliding out himself, as Cena smashes the chair across Cades head.
HBK retreats up the ramp, looking back as Cena points up the ramp. Cena drops the chair, and drags the tag team champions up, before throwing the pair of them out of the ring. He shouts something up the ramp at Michaels, before grabbing Reigns, picking him up, and slamming the Insurance Policy back down, with the FU!!!
Cena slides out of the ring, and picks up the belt he dropped down earlier, before grabbing a mic, and getting back inside the ring. He kicks Luther out, before speaking.
John Cena: Michaels, theres a saying that what comes around, goes around, and after being screwed, three times by you and DX, I’d say it’s about time that I started screwing with you.
Crowd Pops
John Cena: You screw me once, shame on you … screw me twice, shame on me … screw me three times … and payback is a bitch!!!
Crowd Pops
John Cena: I’m sick of you walking around with what is rightfully mine, and if you havent heard me say this before, listen up, because you have the belt … but the champ is here.
Crowd Pops, before breaking into a Cena chant.
John Cena: That’s why right here, I’ve got my own belt, which signifies who the real champion around here is, and until I take that title back, as far as I’m concerned, THIS, is the World Heavyweight Championship!!! Shawn, I’m challenging you, one more time, just you, just me, for the World Championship. You beat me fair, then that’s fine, but I’m coming for you, and I’m coming for that!!!
Michaels rounds up DX, and they stagger to the top of the ramp, as HBK waves off the challenge from Cena, before walking off. **My Time is Now** hits again, and Cena starts playing to the fans, with his own title belt, (the same spinner he already has by the way), as we cut to another commercial.
Commercial
Jim Ross: Welcome back to Raw everyone, and folks, this night is going off the rails right now. A runaway freight train, with so much going on. War Games, one of the most unforgiving matches in wrestling history, will rear its ruthless head for the first time in the WWE on November 6th at Survivor Series, in a winner takes all environment. Mick Foley, or Ric Flair will be leaving New Hampshire as the General Manager of Raw.
The Coach: And that idiot, John Cena has laid a challenge down to HBK, our champion, for yet another shot at the World Title. Does the kid not realise he just cant get it done??
Jim Ross: That’s totally inaccurate Coach. Three times, Cena has been screwed by DX, first at Summer Slam, then September 12th in the Fatal Four Way for Number One Contender status, and lets not forget last nights set up.
3rd Match:
The Worlds Greatest Tag Team vs. Rene Dupree & Kenzo Suzuki w/Hiroko
Haas and Benjamin show some really good form, taking Dupree and Suzuki right from the get go, and using their speed, athleticism and technical ability to totally outshine any attacks from Dupree and Suzuki, eventually getting the victory, via submission, with Haas forcing Dupree to tap to the Haas of Pain.
Winners: The World Greatest Tag Team
The two men rejoice in their victory, with an impressive performance, putting the two bigger men away, almost with ease.
Jim Ross: What a performance. Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin have turned it up a notch here tonight, with an impressive victory, over two extremely tough individuals.
The Coach: I’ll agree with you there J.R. Haas and Benjamin have been laying low for quite some time, since losing the World Tag Titles in June, but it appears, these two men are ready to step back up.
Jim Ross: If I were Cade and Jindrak, I’d be looking over my shoulders right now. But, I believe that in just a few moments, Carlito will be hosting his Cabana, with Rob Van Dam as his guest.
Survivor Series Moment - 2003 - Team Bischoff defeat Team Austin, to give Bischoff total control of Raw.
**Spit in the face** Carlito enters the arena, along with Stacy Kiebler, to quite some heat from the fans. He walks down the aisle, chatting and laughing with Stacy.
Jim Ross: Don’t go anywhere folks, The Cabana will be ready for lift off, when we come back.
Commercial
We return with Carlito standing mid ring, ready to speak.
Carlito: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m afraid time is of the essence, so, I’ll cut to the chase, and right away, I’ll introduce my guest. Get the censors ready folks, because not only is this guy ‘one of a kind’ … he’s actually pretty laid back … and above all else, he’s cool …
**ONE OF A KIND** Rob Van Dam enters the arena, along with Bill Alfonso, to a pretty mixed response. He reaches the bottom of the ramp, and looks set to do the thumb salute, but gets R-V- then stops, which gets him more heat. Van Dam slides into the ring, and shakes his with Carlito, as his music dies down.
Carlito: Now that is what I call an entrance. I’d go as far as saying, it’s cool.
Rob Van Dam: Oh, it’s very cool Carlito, just like Mr. Monday Night, Rob Van - actually, I’m not gonna even say my name, this isn’t a joining in game with you people. I say my name, and I don’t expect you to say it with me.
Crowd gives a little heat.
Carlito: Now before we get to the good stuff, I want to quickly address what has went down in the last seven days. And for us, it hasn’t been cool Rob.
Rob Van Dam: I’d rather forget the last week to be honest, Carlito.
Carlito: You know what, you’re right. Carlito wasn’t to blame for his loss last week, that’s for sure, and Rey Mysterio had to cheat to beat you last night at Nemesis. I mean, he kicked you in the face with a chair. Das n-
Rob Van Dam: Like I said, I’d rather forget it. Mysterio is someone I’m done with now. I could care less what happens from this point on with him. In fact, Rob - … I mean, I have bigger things on my agenda. And that, is getting rid of Mick Foley as the General Manager of Raw.
Crowd boos
Carlito: I agree. I’m sick and tired of watching Foley walk around Raw, like he owns the place. He’s spineless, vindictive, maniacal, crazy, schizophrenic, and he just not cool.
Crowd gives heat for Carlito.
Carlito: And if Ric Flair wasn’t stepping up as the man to get Foley off Raw, I’d have stepped up myself.
Bullshit chant
Carlito: And another thing. I’m impressed with you Rob. You’ve been on the Cabana with me, for about five minutes now, and you still havent got us thrown off the air. Das cool.
Rob Van Dam: Well, you know Carlito, right now, you don’t realise just how much I’d like to start cursing, and using vulgar terminology, but the thing is, I think youre a good guy, and I wouldn’t want to jeapordise the future of this great interview show.
Carlito: Its funny you should say that Rob, because you should see the reviews I have been getting all over the world for my debut of the Cabana last week. They are comparing me to the greats, like Conan O’ Brian, David Letterman, and saying that they don’t know how these guys could be so highly rated, when they saw just how good I conducted myself. I’ve heard rumours, that the USA Network is going to offer me a six figure deal, to front the Cabana on its own as a one hour show, every week. Now, dat … das cool.
The fans start a bullshit chant
Rob Van Dam: And to think I get punished for swearing. Listen to these morons.
**Childs Play** Eugene enters to a nice reaction from the fans, with Carlito furious in the ring. CCC gets so angry, the he cuts in during the music.
Carlito: What the hell are you doing!!! This is Carlitos show!! Stop interrupting my show!!!
Eugene rolls into the ring, and waves to the fans, before pointing at Carlito and laughing. He then is given a mic by Lillian Garcia.
Eugene: Carlito, stop saying naughty things about Mick Foley. Mick Foley is my friend!!!
Carlito: Don’t be silly, Mick Foley doesn’t have the mental capacity to even be friends with you, and that’s saying something. Now, get the hell off my Cabana. Get your own show, on Heat or something.
Crowd boo
Eugene: But, but I like the Cabana. It has palm trees, and apples, and Stacy Kieblers legs!!!
Crowd cheers, with Eugene jumping up and down, getting excited. Stacy is furious, as is Carlito.
Eugene: And last week, when I came onto the Cabana, me and Hulk Hogan beat you and Roddy Piper up!!! WATCHA GONNA DO!!!!
Carlito is furious, and ready to snap, pulling at his hair, whilst Eugene starts imitating Hulk Hogan.
Carlito: You know, you are more stupid than you look, and that is saying something.
Crowd gives heat.
Carlito: And seriously, I want to thank you for liking the Cabana, but Eugene, the Cabana doesn’t like you.
Carlito smashes the microphone into Eugenes face, knocking him down. He and RVD start putting the boots to Eugene, with Alfonso blowing his whistle at the same time. Carlito smashes an apple against the head of Eugene, whilst Van Dam climbs up top, and executes a Five Star.
CCC then throws an apple to Stacy, Bill, and RVD, before taking a bite of an apple himself. They all chew for a few seconds, before simultaneously spitting in the face of poor little Eugene.
The four then stand over Eugene, and raise each others hands, as we cut to a commercial.
Commercial
Jim Ross: We just saw moments ago, a sickening attack from Carlito and Rob Van Dam, on poor little Eugene, and to top it off, Carlito, RVD, Stacy Kiebler, and that human underwear stain, Bill Alfonso, spat in his face. And for what??
The Coach: For being a pain in the ass J.R. That’s all Eugene is, and the quicker he realises that he doesn’t belong in the WWE, the better.
**Hello Ladies** Val Venis enters the arena … for the second week in a row!!!
Jim Ross: Well last week, we saw the debut of a very confident individual to say the least, and tonight, he has been challenged to a rematch by Val Venis. Was it a one off fluke win, or is K-
The Coach: That’s Mister Kennedy to you J.R … Kennedy!!!
Jim Ross: Oh gosh, cant forget to say Kennedy the second time.
The Coach: But you just did.
**Mister Kennedy** Ken Kennedy enters the arena, this week to music.
Lillian Garcia: And introducing his oppo-
Ken Kennedy: Lillian Garcia … shut the hole in your face, and do what you can do best … the only thing you can do, and look pretty. The following contest, is the much anticipated rematch from WWE Hoooooomecoming, seven days ago. In the ring, my opponent, with lifetime career achievements such as starring in some of the worst pornography films I’ve ever seen, and having a hugely overrated mojo
(Kennedy wiggles his little finger) He is … Vallllll V- actually, no one cares, because he’s going to looooose.
However, reaching the ring, I hail from the beautiful GREEEN Bay Wisconsin, and weigh in at exactly, precisely, 242 pounds … MISSSSSSSSTERRRR KENNEDY … KENNEDY!!!!!
Kennedy throws the mic to the outside, and immediately attacks Venis.
4th Match:
Ken Kennedy vs. Val Venis
Kennedy and Venis put on a decent enough contest, with Kennedy using a few heel tactics, to get himself solidly over as the heel, with Venis making a spirited comeback, putting Kennedy on the back foot. Venis goes up top, looking for the Money Shot, but for the second week in a row, he gets caught by Kennedy, who gets Val up onto his shoulders, before coming off with the Inverted Samoan Drop. He gets a cover, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Mister Kennedy
Kennedy immediately rolls out of the ring, and swipes the mic from Garcia, before pushing her over.
Ken Kennedy: Nothing personal honey, but you better start asking Val there for some work, if you know what I mean. Never the less, the winner of the match … bringing his winning streak to an earth shattering 2 and 0, MISSSSSSSSSSTERRRR KENNEDY … KENNEDY!!!
Kennedys music hits again, as he walks up the ramp, basking in his glory.
Jim Ross: That, is a gentleman, with quite a lot to say.
The Coach: He has IT. Mister Kennedy is someone who is gonna be around for quite some time, if you know what I mean … Kennedy!!! The guy is awesome, J.R.
Jim Ross: Well, I’ll tell you something else that is going to be awesome. Up next, it’ll be time for Mick Foley to unveil his first partner for Survivor Series, to face one of Ric Flairs men in our main event.
The Coach: No one has come forward for Foley J.R. Get with the programme.
Jim Ross: You can bet your ass that someone will have offered his services to Foley, no doubt in my mind Coach.
Backstage, Todd Grisham is standing by with Christian;
Todd Grisham: Christian, in just a few moments, one of your team will be in action, facing the first man from Mick Foleys side for Survivor Series. And by the looks of things, you havent changed into your gear, so should I expect you’ll not be competing tonight??
Christian mockingly claps
Christian: How’d you establish that four eyes?? What gave me away?? Look, I don’t want to waste my time being asked pathetic questions. In just a few moments, either Rob Van Dam, Batista or Carlito is gonna be in action, most likely against Mr. Socko, because Foley has no friends, and he wont find anyone to take pity on him, and help him out. As you can tell, I’m a little pissed off right now.
Last week, at Homecoming, it was supposed to be about me. Homecoming was MY break out party. After I defeated The Undertaker two months ago, I was on my way to super stardom, and after I defeated him again two weeks ago, I became a main eventer. And one more time, last night, I pinned his dead ass once more, three times, for me, zero for the Phenom.
Yet, I still get treated like trash. Just last week, I was taken apart by Undertaker, when he decided to turn the lights out on me. He ruined my night, on the USA Network. And just last night, I should have became the World Heavyweight Champion, but instead, some redneck Texan got into my head. You know who I’m talking about … Stone Cold Steve Austin.
For the third straight month, he got into my face, and disturbed all my preparations, which threw me off my game for my match. If it wasn’t for that over the hill alcoholic, I’d be standing here today, with the World Heavyweight Title.
Todd Grisham: Well, I hate to inform you Christian, but although Austin approached you at Nemesis, wasn’t it you who approached him at Summer Slam and Clash of the Champions??
Christian: What the hell are you?? Do you love me or something?? You been stalking me?? Is that how
you roll?? Forget the facts, it’s all Austins fault that I’m not the Champion right now, but believe me, after I make sure Foley is gone from Raw, that World Title, is as good as mine.
Christian in a temper tantrum, takes Grishams glasses off, drops them to the floor, and stands on them, before smiling and nodding at him.
Commercial
**Space Odyssey 3000** Ric Flair limps onto the stage, with support from the same group of heels as earlier, before standing at the top of the ramp, and waiting for the music to die down, before speaking.
Ric Flair: Right now, let me introduce you all, to the man, who will not only send Mick Foley a message for Survivor Series tonight, but he will also put out the one man who Foley has recruited into a hospital bed. Give it up, for The Animal … BATISTA!!!
**Unleashed Rage** Batista enters the arena to a first-rate reaction of heat. The Animal shakes hands with the heels, and team mates, before leading the way towards the ring.
The group surround the ring, and wait until …
**Have a Nice Day** Mick Foley gets an impressive pop, for the second time tonight. He cuts in before the music stops.
Mick Foley: Lets get right down to business, and lets address the obvious. Now, in one night, I have found one man to represent Team Foley at the Survivor Series, but what I havent done is assemble an army. So what I’m going to do, is ask each and every one of you sheep around ringside, to move your legs, and shift yourselves up this aisle, and make your way to the back.
The crowd cheers, as Foley exerts his authority. Begrudgingly, the superstars siding with Flair make their way up the ramp, but Ric Flair stays were his is.
The heels walk past Foley, each giving him a look of disgust, with The GM standing his ground.
Mick Foley: Since it appears to me that you Ric Flair, arent going to move, you leave me little choice, but to accompany this next man to the ring. He is the first man to officially become part of Team Foley along with myself, and is currently, one of the most talented stars on the Raw roster. And to show that it’s the size of the fight, not the size of the fighter, this man only wrestled twenty four hours ago, in a thrilling contest. I give to you, the reigning, Intercontinental Champion … REY MYSTERIO!!!
**619** Mysterio comes from behind the curtain, and not the podium, signalling to the fans before shaking hands with Foley. He looks down the ramp, at his vastly bigger opponent, before taking his title belt off, and drops it, before running to the ring.
Main Event: Non Title Match:
Rey Mysterio vs. Batista
For such a size difference between the two, Mysterio and Batista put on a decent contest. Mysterio runs rings around the Animal in the early going, frustrating Dave, but after a few minutes of this, Batista catches the I.C Champion with a devastating spine buster. Somehow, Mysterio is able to kick out, but the move has put Batista firmly into the drivers seat, as the show goes to it’s final commercial.
We return, with Batista applying the abdominal stretch onto his tiny opponent, after wearing him down during the commercial. Foley gets the fans behind Rey, pounding the mat, trying to bring him to life, with Mysterio struggling, just twenty four hours removed from a gruelling match at Nemesis.
Somehow, the I.C Champion makes a comeback, and manages to break free from the hold. Rey begins to use his speed to get himself into a good position of victory, rocking the Animal at this point. Batista doesn’t appear to have an answer for the quickness of his opponent, and runs into Rey, who hit’s a head scissors, sending Batista into the ropes. Rey calls for it, and bounces off the ropes, looking for a 619, but Flair trips him!!! Rey smacks against the mat, with Foley spotting the interference. He starts to walks towards Flair, but from behind, Christian and Tomko attack the GM!!!
In the ring, Batista has recovered, and places Rey in position, delivering a thunderous Powerbomb!!! He hooks the leg, 1...2...3!!!
Winner: Batista
Team Flair gets first blood in this war leading to Survivor Series. Meanwhile, on the outside, Mick Foleys cuts have been reopened by Christian and Tomko, as they call for the rest of their team to run down to the ring.
RVD, Carlito, Rhyno, A-Train, and Mark Henry. They begin to stomp the hell out of Foley, with Ric Flair directing traffic. He orders them to bring the GM into the ring, which they do. In the ring, Flair continues to bark orders, with Foley and Mysterio taking a hell of a beating. Christian executes the Unprettier on Mysterio, as RVD reaches up top, looking to hit a Five Star on Foley, until … The Lights go out
**GONG**
The lights come back, and The Undertaker is standing in the ring, immediately grabbing RVD by the throat, chokeslamming him off the top rope!!! Christian runs at The Deadman, but eats boot, before The Deadman knocks A-Train and Rhyno down with a double clothesline.
Tomko runs at the Deadman, but gets caught right away, before being flattened with a Chokeslam!!! Batista gets knocked down, as does Flair, as does Henry. Carlito tries to escape, but is caught by the hair by Taker, before being pulled back into the ring, and scooped up, into the air, LAST RIDE!!! Taker picks Rhyno up by the hair, and throws him to the outside, with Train and Henry rolling out too. Batista staggers up, but is knocked over the top rope by Taker, with a huge clothesline!!!
A-Train pulls Tomko out of the ring, whilst Henry pulls out RVD, leaving Flair who is being stood over by Taker. Christian tries to take the Phenom by surprise, and comes off the top with a splash, but gets caught, and Taker lifts him high in the air, press slamming him to the outside, onto the rest of his compatriots!!!
Ric Flair is left all alone in the ring, as the rest of his troops can only watch. Taker drags The Nature Boy up by hair, does his cut throat taunt, before scooping him up, and delivering THE TOMBSTONE!!!!
The Undertakers symphony plays again, as Flairs men start to crawl and stagger up the ramp, looking back at the carnage, with Taker having just cleaned house, seemingly making a point that he will be part of Team Foley at Survivor Series!!!
End of show
For those wondering, this is what the War Games structure looks like...
Basically, it's two rings, surrounded by a cage with a roof. Not a HIAC, as it isnt as big, and doesnt surround the floor.
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Smackdown;
October 13th; Spokane:
Brief recap with still photos of the Smackdown Matches from Nemesis; AMW retaining the tag team titles, Eddie Guerrero and Triple H wrestling to a time limit draw, JBL retaining the U.S Title despite Jericho wheeling JBL over the line first, Austin and Rock beating Goldberg and Lesnar, and Angle making Benoit tap to retain his title.
Opening Video
Pyro
Michael Cole: It has been a roller coaster week for Smackdown, with some unbelievable events taking place at Nemesis. Kurt Angle, JBL and AMW have all managed to retain their titles, but JBL in all seriousness, shouldn’t be a champion today.
Tazz: Well Cole, I don’t know what to say. I feel bad for Jericho, but JBL did something that NO ONE saw coming.
Michael Cole: It was a cheap way out Tazz, and you know it. Jericho did all the hard work, he fended off Jamie Noble, and won the match, but if it hadn’t been for the referee being knocked out, Chris Jericho would rightfully be the U.S Champion.
Tazz: And speaking of Noble, The Chief of Staff, miraculously survived being thrown off the stage by Chris Jericho, and he is in fact, here tonight.
Michael Cole: I don’t know how, but Noble is here, not in action though, as he is forced to find a replacement for himself when The Secretaries of Defence compete here tonight, in a six man tag match against AMW & Paul London.
Tazz: Neither Jericho or JBL are here though this evening, being given the night off to recuperate from their devastating Stretcher Match at Nemesis.
Michael Cole: Also in ac-
**Goldbergs March** Goldberg enters the arena, dressed in his street clothes, not even bothering to wait for his pyro, instead, storming to the ring, looking furious.
Michael Cole: Goldberg, is one man who you wouldn’t want to cross right now. This past Sunday at Nemesis, he lost to The Rock and Steve Austin, in a tag match featuring Brock Lesnar too, but from the looks of things, he’s here alone tonight.
Goldberg is given a mic, and waits for the fans to quieten, before speaking.
Goldberg: On Sunday, I took part in the most embarrassing match of my life. I was beaten by an alcoholic, and a movie star.
Crowd start a duel ‘Austin’ and ‘Rocky’ chant.
Goldberg: I know who they are. I don’t need to be reminded. I lost, when rightfully, I should’ve won. The fact remains, that The Rock cant beat me in a one on one environment, and the fact remains, that Steve Austin, is nothing more than a Goldberg wannabe.
Crowd give heat.
Goldberg: That’s a fact. If you give me Rock, one on one, I’ll cripple his ass, just like I always do. I ran him out of the WWE after we first met, and I stuck him on the sidelines the second time. Bad things happen, when people get in my face. If you give me Austin, one on one. I-
Fans erupt for the possibility of that match.
Goldberg: If you give me him, one on one, I’ll not cripple him, because lets face it, everyone else in the locker room has beaten me to it.
Fans start an ‘Asshole’ chant
Goldberg: They have. But, regardless, If you give me him one on one, I will make sure that Stone Cold becomes nothing more than someone you people will fondly remember.
Fans start an ‘Austin’ chant again.
**Glass Shatters** The Texas Rattlesnake, Steve Austin enters the arena to a deafening ovation from the fans.
Steve Austin: What the hell are you doing?? You’re out here, flapping your gums, like you own the joint.
WHAT
Steve Austin: You’re calling Steve Austin a Goldberg wannabe??
WHAT
Steve Austin: Well son, the fact of the matter is, the bottom line, if you will, is that there is only one, original Stone Cold Steve Austin, and he aint no wannabe. He had the bald hair, the thick beard, black trunks, and black boots, way before you came onto the scene son.
WHAT
Steve Austin: So if anyone is a wannabe, Goldberg, it’s you, as a Stone Cold wannabe!!
**If Ya Smell** The Rock’s music hits, and Rock walks out through the curtain to a wonderful reaction from the fans. The music dies down, as Rock puts his mouth to the mic to speak…
The Rock: FINALLY!!!! …… THE ROCK, HAS COME BACK TO SPOOOOOKANE!!!
Crowd Pops
The Rock: And finally, The Rock can say it loud, he can say it clear, that FINALLY The Rock whooped Goldbergs monkey ass, and pinned him 1...2...3!!!
Crowd Pops
Steve Austin: With a little help from everybodies favourite Rattlesnake.
Crowd chuckles a little.
Goldberg: That’s really cute guys. Tell you what, why don’t you two love birds go ahead, and get yourselves a room.
Austin and Rock simultaneously look down the ramp at Goldberg, who nods in the ring, whilst the fans give heat.
The Rock: Bill Goldberg, just because you, and Brock Lesnar shared some intimate moments togetha, doesn’t mean, that every two men that are friends actually swing that way. The Rock doesn’t crave to lick Austins nipple. Austin doesn’t crave to have me trim his beard.
The fans laugh a little, whilst Austin looks a little concerned.
The Rock: The Rock knows what went on between you and Lesnar. Austin knows, the people know. You, Lesnar, leather and lace, whilst all the while, Paul Heyman played the part of a little bitty pig, rolling around in milk chocolate.
Fans chuckle again
Goldberg: Rock, I’ll advise you to shut up now. Because, at this moment, I’m about this close, this close, to coming up that ramp, and kicking not only your ass, (Points at Austin) but his crippled ass too.
Crowd get excited, with the chances of a brawl.
Steve Austin: You calling me a cripple??
Goldberg: You’re dam-
Steve Austin: What??
WHAT
The Rock: Goldberg, know your role, and SHUT your damn mouth. As much, as The Rock, and Stone Cold would love to see you try and whoop our asses right here tonight, Bret Hart gave Austin and I a special gift as a reward for winning this past Sunday, and it involves, none other, than Austin and I making a match, right here, tonight, LIVE on The Rocks show - Smack-Down!!!
Fans pop
Goldberg: Okay, so which one of you is it to be??
Steve Austin: Well Bill, that’s the interesting part. You see, it involves us making a match, but not actually competing in one.
Fans boo
The Rock: But, now, wait until you hear what The Rock and Stone Cold have in store … for you Goldberg.
Goldberg leans against the ropes, listening up for the announcement.
Steve Austin: And after some deliberation between myself and The Rock, we came up with a perfect opponent for ya Goldberg.
The Rock: And in actual fact, he’s right behind you.
The fans come to their feet, looking for who it is, but no one is behind Goldberg. Goldberg looks around, throwing his hands in the air, confused as to what is going on.
Steve Austin: Whats wrong?? He invisible?? Eh eh. Like The Rock said, he’s behind you … he’s sitting down, at the announce table.
The Rock: That’s right, tonight, in a rematch from Judgement Day, Goldberg your opponent tonight, is gonna be Tazz!!
Fans pop, whilst Tazz looks shocked, pointing at himself as if to say me? In the ring, Goldberg looks a little taken aback by the announcement, before starting to smile. He looks out of the ring, and proceeds to step out, walking to the table.
Tazz rises up to his feet, and throws off his head set, not showing any fear of Goldberg.
Goldberg: Austin, Rock?? I’d like to personally thank you two, for giving me the opportunity to kick this son of a bitches teeth down his throat one more time.
Tazz swipes the mic, and starts to speak.
Tazz: And although, its come as quite a shock to me, I would like to thank Stone Cold and The Rock too. Because I said right after Judgement Day, that one day, you and I would hook it up once again, and Goldberg, it appears that I’m right. But this time, I WILL choke you out!!!
Tazz pulls his jacket off, and rips his tie away, before speaking again.
Tazz: I’ve been waiting for this moment since May 15th, and I’m sure as hell not gonna blow it now. Beat me, if you can … survive if I let you!!!
The crowd erupts, as Tazz stands his ground. Goldberg nods, shows a slight smile, before backing away.
At the top of the ramp, Austin and Rock share a smile, before speaking.
Steve Austin: AND THAT’S THE BOTTOM LINE
The Rock: Because Austin, Rock and Tazz said so!!!
Commercial
We return at ringside, with Michael Cole sitting alone.
Michael Cole: I am truly shocked folks. Tazz, for the first time since Judgement Day, will be in the ring tonight, facing that same man, Goldberg. Expect fireworks in that one. And ladies and gentlemen, just so you know, and as I’m sure you remember, Tazz had lost a heck of a lot of weight in the run up to his match at Judgement Day, but even since then, he has continued to work off his weight, so if anyone says he isn’t in physical shape to compete tonight, they will be shocked this evening. But in terms of ring rust, it could well be Tazz downfall.
1st Match: 6 Man Tag:
Americas Most Wanted & Paul London vs. Basham Brothers & Matt Morgan
Morgan is revealed as Nobles replacement, with the Chief of Staff nowhere in sight with the Secretaries of Defence. AMW and London, champions since Judgement Day, with the Tag and CW titles, gel well together right off the bat, managing to spot any shenanigans like the Bashams switch-a-roo.
With the bigger man advantage, The Bashams and Morgan begin to dominate, singling out London from AMW for a long period. The CW Champion shows his heart, and commitment, trying to make it to his corner, but every time, he just seems to come up short, with either, Danny, Doug or Matt managing to stop him.
After another long period, London manages another fight back, this time, dropkicking Morgan out of the ring, before low bridging Doug, and scores with an enziguri on Danny!!! James Storm starts brawling with Doug Basham whilst the CW Champ crawls to his corner, set to make a tag … BUT HARRIS IS PULLED OFF THE APRON!!!!!
JAMIE NOBLE HAS PULLED HARRIS OFF THE APRON!!! London is left helpless in the ring, as the Basham Brothers hold Storm on the outside, while Noble whips Harris into the steps. Morgan gets back into the ring, and connects with a Death Valley Driver on London, hooking the leg, 1...2...3!!!
Winners: Matt Morgan & Basham Brothers
Morgan rolls out of the ring, having got the job done, for the cabinet tonight, whilst Noble, looking worse for wear quickly follows, having done his job, as do the Bashams. The four men walk up the ramp, with Morgan just walking on, whilst the Cabinet trio hug up the ramp, with a priceless victory for their camp. In the ring, AMW regroup, and help Paul London to his feet. The stare up the ramp at the jubilant Cabinet, irate with their tactics for victory.
Survivor Series Moment - 1987 - Andre The Giants Team defeats Hulk Hogans Team at the 1st Ever Survivor Series.
Michael Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are just three and a half weeks away, from one of the biggest events of the calendar year, the 19th Annual Survivor Series. And already, it promises to be one of the biggest in history, with the General Manager position of Raw on the line, in the first ever WWE War Games Match.
**Glass Shatters** Steve Austin enters the arena for the second time this evening, carrying a cooler, likely full of beer, and heads down the ramp, straight to the announce table.
Michael Cole: Well, it appears we have ourselves a guest, in the form, of the Texas Rattlesnake, Steve Austin. Good evening sir.
Austin gets the headset on, and takes a seat.
Steve Austin: How ya doing Michael??
Michael Cole: Well, I’m doi-
Steve Austin: SHADDUP!! Do your job, and call the action you snot nosed, hairy lipped, squeaky voiced, sum bitch!!!
Michael Cole: Sure thing.
This was as far as I got, until I had stopped, so from here, I’ll recap VERY briefly…
Snitsky defeats Billy Kidman with the Pumphandle Slam
Fatal Four Way for the WWE Championship is announced at Survivor Series - Kurt Angle vs. Brock Lesnar vs. Triple H vs. Eddie Guerrero. Lesnar claims to earn his shot via a pinfall win over Angle last week on SD, whilst Triple H makes his claim via not getting a proper shot at Angle yet, and Eddie gets his chance due to Triple H having not beaten Eddie at Nemesis. (This is the only mention I’ll make of Eddie in that match until SS, as I don’t want to over use Eddie following recent events. SS will also be the last time I use him.)
Chris Benoit defeats Simon Dean, basically in a squash via Crossface.
The Rock helps Tazz prepare for his match later.
A.F.A defeat La Resistance
Kurt Angle talks to a number of lower level superstars, and backstage workers, telling them that Bret Hart just needs some encouragement into getting back in the ring.
In the main event, Steve Austin and The Rock get yet another psychological victory over Goldberg, helping Tazz to an unlikely victory.
Current Card for WWE Survivor Series:
Date: 6th November 2005
Location: Manchester, New Hampshire
Event Music: Shinedown; Fly From The Inside
WWE Championship: Fatal Four Way Elimination Match:
Kurt Angle vs. Triple H vs. Brock Lesnar w/ Paul Heyman vs. Eddie Guerrero
10 Man Survivor Series Elimination Match:
1st EVER WWE War Games Match; Elimination Style: Two Men begin, with another entrant every three minutes thereafter:
-If Team Foley win, Mick Foley remains Raw General Manager -
- If Team Evolution win, Ric Flair becomes Raw G.M, and Foley will be fired -
Team Foley -----vs. ----- Team Evolution
Mick Foley -- Ric Flair
Rey Mysterio -- Batista
The Undertaker-- Christian
?? -- Rob Van Dam
?? -- Carlito
I will recap everything else leading to Survivor Series in a post this Sunday, before hitting on with Survivor Series on this day next week.
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