Friday Night Smackdown!
Friday, January 27th, 2006
Greensboro, North Carolina
~ Opening Video
**Rise Up** by Drowning Pool booms in through the sold out Greensboro Coliseum in Greensboro, North Carolina with a capacity crowd on their feet for the final Smackdown before the Royal Rumble. The entire building is shaking, as we cut across to MICHAEL COLE and TAZZ at ringside, who both share equally, amazed expressions on their faces.
We are only forty-eight hours, that’s two days away from the most star-studded Royal Rumble in WWE history, and the final stop on the map is Friday Night Smackdown, tonight coming from Greensboro, North Carolina!
I’ll tell you what, I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about this Sunday. Not only have we got that huge Triple Threat match for the World title between Batista, Orton and ‘Taker, but we’ve got the Rumble itself!
Absolutely, Tazz, and tonight, twelve superstars from Smackdown and our friends on Raw, will be competing in a twelve-man over-the-top-rope Battle Royal, with the Number Thirty spot on the line!
Finger’s crossed that a man from Smackdown gets that Number Thirty spot, baby, and we’ve got a great chance, with guys like Matt Hardy, Chris Benoit and JBL involved. Gotta watch out for the Raw boys though, with Shelton Benjamin and Edge getting in the action –
**Longhorn** hits throughout the arena and the Greensboro rises to their feet in hostility, greeting the arrival of JOHN ‘BRADSHAW’ LAYFIELD with typical heat. The white limo pulls out across the ramp smartly; parking just atop the stage, before the driver politely opens the door for both a sneering JBL and his image consultant JILLIAN HALL. The former WWE Champion does not look happy tonight whatsoever clad in his neat, tailored suit and white cowboy hat. Not even bothering with the Texas Two Step, Bradshaw stomps up the steps and enters the ring, whilst Jillian grabs a mic from ringside and hands it to her boss.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
The boos are fairly deafening still, and JBL lowers the mic, scowling around the arena furiously.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
Theodore Long, you are a piece of human garbage!
Huge heat from the crowd as JBL insults the Smackdown GM.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
You, Theodore Long, are the reason this country hates Lyndon B. Johnson – you are what proves that Richard Nixon had lost his mind when he thought up affirmative action!
Most of the crowd give heat simply because words are coming from JBL’s mouth, but some of the more political viewers show some real anger.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
Not even Theodore Long, that’s what I thought last week, not even Theodore R. Long would be stupid enough to turn down my offer. And I was right … in a way, ‘cause Teddy Long stole my idea for this Battle Royal tonight. But did he give me the Number Thirty spot like he shoulda? Huh?
The crowd’s answer is a well-timed “Asshole” chant.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
NO! No, he didn’t. That man cannot appreciate it when he has someone of my … calibre on his show. I have done it all, I smell like smoke ‘cause I have walked through fire. Who else is gonna say that tonight? Bobby Lashley? Please. Kid Kash? No! Booker T? No! And “no” to everyone in that damn match, ‘cause they are not in the same league as John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield!
The “Asshole” chants are growing increasingly loud now, and both JBL and Jillian look around irritably.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
WHAT!? Wait – wait just a damn second. I have been on this show for three – that’s THREE – years! I have been this show for THREE years. And yet, you people can still not get my name right!
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
Do you people have ANY idea who I am?!
The crowd certainly seems to think so, as they respond with another barrage of “Asshole” chants.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
WRONG answer!Wrong. ‘Wrestling Gawd’ is the answer you were lookin’ for! Mister Smackdown’s good too, so is WWE’s only AMER- ICAN HERO! Or for short … the longest reigning WWE Champion … ever!
Huge heat from the crowd, as JBL struggles to compose himself.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
It makes me sick! SICK! You hear me? This is my show, and you people should know my damn name since you chant it enough. From Madison Square Garden to (Points down at the ring)
the Greensboro Coliseum … arenas … still … chant … my ... name!
The crowd boos, whilst JBL just glances briefly at his associate Jillian before continuing.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
That’s why, Theodore Long, I am holding you personally responsible if – IF I do not win the Royal Rumble this Sunday! Not only will you have robbed Smackdown of having it’s shining light once again grace where the lights are on bright – Wrestlemania…
Slight pop for the mention of Wrestlemania.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
But you will also be handing that prize over to … the other side. Just two months ago – TWO MONTHS – I defied the odds to bring this show victory over Raw at Survivor Series. My sweat, my blood, my tears guaranteed the survival of every damn person here. I smell like smoke because I have walked through fire! So this is how you plan on rewarding me, Theodore Long?!
Crowd boos, whilst JBL is getting increasingly red in the face.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
You plan on rewarding me; you plan on rewarding this show by handing Raw the damn victory on a plate? Not only do you not give the best athlete you have the Number Thirty spot, but you invite the Raw superstars onto MY
show to compete in the Battle Royal!
The crowd pops at tonight’s major Main Event.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
When – when will you people learn? IMMIGRATION – DOES – NOT – WORK!!!!
Huge heat for this sweeping statement.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
It didn’t work in the sixties, it didn’t work in the eighties, and it sure as hell won’t work now! Just ‘cause you people can’t see it doesn’t mean a patriot like me doesn’t! If you invite them in – if you invite Raw onto this show – you are inviting defeat to MY SHOW!
The crowd is still booing wildly.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
It’s bad enough that take in every pathetic excuse for a superstar that Raw throws are way. Every cast off! Every failure! Every –
**Live For The Moment** suddenly blasts out over the PA to a fantastic reception from this North Carolina crowd, as MATT HARDY from nearby Cameron jogs out energetically onto the stage. JBL looks extremely enraged at the interruption especially given the problems he and Hardy have been having of late. Matt throws up the V.1 sign to all his fans, before making his way down the ring quickly, carrying a mic with him. Once in the ring, he paces up and down, watching Bradshaw closely, whilst Jillian and her man continue to look flabbergasted.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
What the hell do you want, Evil Knievel?! What the hell are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be out practicing how to break your damn leg or somethin’?
The crowd boos, but Matt just rubs his chin calmly, before speaking.
Matt Hardy: I – I just wanted to take a look at the greatest…
The crowd seem rather stunned, as does JBL. ‘The Wrestling God’ grins though, glancing over his shoulder at Jillian in triumph.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
Well, I’m –
… Jackass in the entire WWE!
Huge pop for the cheap little dig from Hardy, who smiles at the crowd, whilst JBL’s smile disappears and he looks a little sickened.
John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield:
Who the hell –
Hardy suddenly holds up his right arm, stopping it only inches from JBL’s face. The former WWE Champion leaps flinches with shock, but sneers at the arm, which can be seen to be heavily taped.
I just wanted you to know … John, that I haven’t forgotten what you did to me a couple o’ weeks back. Whether it’s tonight or this Sunday or whenever … payback … like your little girlfriend … is a bitch!
Bradshaw goes ballistic and throws his hat down to the mat in a fit of rage, as Matt Hardy gets right in his face, causing ‘The American Hero’ to back of slightly. Suddenly, Hardy’s face breaks into a mocking grin and he slaps JBL on the back.
Best of luck though tonight …’chump’.
The crowd is absolutely loving Matt Hardy’s audacity right now, as the former Tag Team Champion stands up to the man who has been ruining his life of late. Staring right into the youngsters smiling, confident face, JBL looks slightly defeated, as he sneers, for once lost for words. Bradshaw holds up his hands in a sign of innocence and begins to back away, whilst the crowd boos, as they were hoping for a fight. JBL backs off and –
JBL NAILS HARDY WITH A CHEAP SHOT! ‘Mr. Smackdown’ catches Matt with an unsuspecting right hand and sends him staggering into the ropes with a furious flurry … BUT MATT FIGHTS BACK! Hardy blocks the next blow and comes back with his own onslaught, beating JBL to every bunch and driving the former WWE Champion backward and onto his backside. Jillian Hall hammers away frantically with her clipboard to Matt’s back, and Hardy turns angrily, as the crowd urge him on. He grabs Jillian by the arm –
BUT JBL COMES OFF THE ROPES LOOKING A CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL! Bradshaw tries to catch Hardy by surprise, but the younger athlete is ready and ducks. JBL spins around and Matt boots him in the gut, before setting ‘The Wrestling God’ up for a Twist Of Fate. The goes wild, but Jillian Hall grabs JBL’s leg and pulls him out of the ring under the bottom rope with her. As Matt Hardy looks on furiously, JBL and his image consultant make a hasty retreat up the ramp hurling all manner of threats back to the ring. Hardy looks on somewhat triumphantly, but still desperate to get his hands on JBL.
Upon returning to Friday Night SmackDown a brief replay is shown, recapping what went down before the commercial break between John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield and Matt Hardy.
Welcome back to Friday Night Smackdown, ladies and gentlemen, and what a way to kick off the final show before the Royal Rumble with JBL, clearly still annoyed after last week, getting into a rather heated confrontation with Matt Hardy.
You ain’t kiddin’, Cole. JBL wants that Number Thirty spot so badly, but, by the looks of it, so does Matt Hardy. I – I just don’t know how it’s gonna go down tonight.
That’s right, partner. Tonight, in our Main Event, JBL, Matt Hardy as well as ten other superstars will do battle in an over-the-top-rope challenge to see who will enter last this Sunday.
We know who’s comin’ up next thought, baby. Ha ha, it’s the World Heavyweight Champion; my man Batista!
**I Walk Alone** blasts out over the PA, and the Greensboro crowd is on their feet in a matter of seconds to greet the World Heavyweight Champion. With the gleaming title belt resting proudly around his waist, BATISTA strides out onto the stage dressed for action tonight. There is a small bandage around the left thigh of ‘The Animal’, the battle scars from last week’s chair assault from Randy Orton. Batista, a determined and vicious expression upon his face, marches straight down to the ring without even bothering with his pyro. In the ring, ‘The Animal’ hands his title to he referee and turns straight to the entrance, eager to get his hands on his opponent…
**Act How I Want To** then hits next, bringing out a pumped up, but rather nervous looking ORLANDO JORDAN. The former United States Champion points threateningly at Batista, clearly maintaining a front of confidence. Having been defeated by the World Heavyweight Champion only a few weeks ago, Jordan is clearly out to make a statement, especially with one spot remaining for Smackdown in the Rumble. Jordan slides into the ring … AND BATISTA ATTACKS HIM STRAIGHT AWAY!
Batista vs. Orlando Jordan
Match Summary: Basically a big match up to get the Champ on the card and kick of the action in a big way. After a brutal opening few minutes of total domination from ‘The Animal’, the fight is taken to the outside, where Orlando Jordan reverses an Irish whip, sending Batista into the steel steps. Back in the ring, Jordan connects with the Orlando Magic (swinging neckbreaker) planting Batista to the mat for a … One … Two … KICK OUT!!! Orlando slaps the mat in utter frustration, and mounts the fallen Champion, drilling him with lefts and rights and lefts and rights.
JBL’s former Chief Of Staff is looking very impressive now; as he brings ‘The Animal’ up to his face, sneering right into the face of the most dominant champion in Smackdown history. Jordan jabs him in the face and begins to Jordan Shuffle, dancing briefly on the spot, before going for that final, boxer-like right hand … but Batista ducks, catches him and plants him with a devastating Spinebuster! Back in control now, Batista looks to the crowd and shakes the ropes, before giving Orlando an ominous thumbs down. ‘The Animal’ brings Jordan up and raises him up high, before crashing down to the mat with a crushing Batista Bomb! The routine cover is made … One … Two … Three!!!
Winner: Batista @ 06:56
The crowd greets the Champion’s victory with a glowing reception, as Batista climbs back up to his feet, looking more dominant than ever. He scowls down at the motionless Orlando Jordan, as if annoyed that the former US Champion even dared to fight him. Batista takes his World Heavyweight Championship from the referee and ascends to the top turnbuckle, flexing and taunting the fans, brimming with intensity, as he looks for revenge against Randy Orton and The Undertaker. ‘The Animal’ continues to look very impressive heading into yet another defence of his title this Sunday.
We follow the camera backstage once again, where we see JOSH MATTHEWS in the entrance area, with EDGE making his arrival tonight with the scantily clad LITA hanging off his arm.
Edge, Edge, sorry to bother you, but do you have time for a few quick questions?
Clearly annoyed, Edge and Lita reluctantly stop and turn to Matthews. Edge lowers his sunglasses and looks disparagingly at the interviewer.
Make it quick, chumpstain.
Matthews looks rather uncomfortable, as Lita rubs herself up against her man.
Well, Edge, tonight you get the chance to gain a major advantage for this Sunday in the Royal Rumble match. But does it bother you that you could have been competing for the WWE Championship had you not lost that Triple Threat match?
Edge’s smug face changes into a scowl.
See here’s the thing, I haven’t lost anything. You’re gonna – you’re gonna stand there and say that I’ve lost my shot at the WWE title?
Why don’t you take a look at what’s happening here tonight? I’m gonna win that Battle Royal, just like I’ve been saying all week. I’m gonna win it, and then I’m gonna win the Rumble this Sunday. It’s not opinion, kid, it’s fact. See it doesn’t matter that I’m not gonna be in the WWE title match at the Royal Rumble, ‘cause I will be in it come Wrestlemania.
Edge glares at Matthews, before glancing arrogantly over his shoulder at Lita.
And if – if that doesn’t happen, then I’ve always got this baby right here (Edge holds up the Money In The Bank briefcase). See this guarantees me the WWE title whenever I want. I don’t need to rely on Number One contender matches or Rumbles, but all of this just makes it a certainty that that title will be going where it belongs … and that is around … MY
… waist for the very first time.
Edge flips the mic back at Matthews aggressively.
Got it? Get it? Shove it.
Leaving the interviewer a little flustered, Edge and Lita push past him and heads on into the arena.
Upon returning to Friday Night SmackDown we head straight to the back and the office of General Manager THEODORE LONG, who is stood with a very concerned expression looking across at someone.
Playa, I know you feel like ya have to do this, but ya don’t. Ya feel me?
We cut across to see who Long is speaking with. REY MYSTERIO stands with his head bowed.
Mysterio does not even raise his head as he answers.
MNM got involved in my
business, Teddy. Nobody elses. They got involved with me
, so it’s gonna be me
who ends this!
Angrily, Mysterio storms off, apparently not wanting a partner for his two-on-one Handicap match against MNM tonight. Teddy tries to stop him in vain.
Rey – (Long is distracted by someone else)
. ‘Scuse me? What can I do for the two of you, playas?
Eventually the duo of WILLIAM REGAL and PAUL BURCHILL enter the frame to heat from the crowd, both dressed to compete, although with Union Jack vests on over their trunks. Regal is smiling a sickly grin, whilst Burchill just has his arms folding and is smiling in a rather imposing manner.
Ah, that is where you are quite wrong, Theodore; you see, it is not what you can do for us, but rather what we can do for you.
Teddy looks unimpressed, as Regal smiles at Burchill.
And what’s that, playa?
Well, you seem to have a rather large dilemma on your hands currently, Teddy. The Royal Rumble is only forty-eight hours away, yet Smackdown only has fourteen entrants. It appears you are … one short.
Still not really that interested, Long raises his eyebrows.
Get to the point, Regal.
Well, Paul Burchill and myself came up with a solution to your problem, Theodore. Is there another person on this show with the background, the experience, the quality or the class of William Regal? The answer, Teddy – the answer is clearly “no”. Therefore I have decided that I will take it upon myself to be Smackdown’s final entrant in the Royal Rumble match this Sunday!
Regal’s suggestion is greeted by boos from the crowd, whilst the unbearable Englishman grins broadly from ear to ear.
Ya know what, playa? Ya right, Smackdown does need another entrant this Sunday. But lemme jus’ pull ya back a second there, Regal. Now, I’m not jus’ gonna put you in the Rumble without you earnin’ that spot.
Both Regal and Burchill begin to look slightly agitated.
So lemme holla at ‘cha with this, playa? Tonight, in that very ring, it will be William Regal going one-on-one, with a Royal Rumble spot on the line, with…
Regal’s eyebrows raise in anticipation and intrigue.
The crowd pops loudly with laughter, whilst both Regal and Burchill look completely sickened by the announcement.
I think it’s only right, Regal. Now are you feelin' dat... playa!? Holla, holla, holla!
A huge smile on his face, Teddy Long strides away, leaving the two Englishmen stood alongside one another looking absolutely horrified; both completely baffled by the arrangment.
Back at ringside, both Michael Cole and Tazz appear rather amused by the arrangement.
Oh my! Well, I guess William Regal and Paul Burchill’s little plan didn’t quite work there.
You could say that, Cole. But I think you’re lookin’ at it all wrong. Think about it, it’s a win-win situation for Smackdown; if Regal wins we’ve got one of the most respected guys in the business in the Rumble, and if Burchill is victorious then we’ve got a very, very bright young superstar in the mix. It’s all good, Cole.
**Paparazzi** hits to some rather impressive heat, as the WWE Tag Team Champions make their scintillating entrance, accompanied by the luscious Melina. Johnny Nitro and Joey Mercury swagger down the ramp looking even more confident tonight than usual. Jumping up onto the apron, they show off their physiques, whilst Melina slides in exotically beneath them. The trio are booed as they rub one another down in preparation of their match, sneering up at the entrance, as…
**Booyaka 619** blasts out over the PA to a great reception from the Greensboro crowd and Rey Mysterio pops out onto the stage looking a little apprehensive tonight. Currently holding a victory over Nitro, but suffering a defeat to Mercury, Rey seems rather uncertain, but finds his courage, before racing down to the ring.
2-on-1 Handicap Match
MNM (Johnny Nitro and Joey Mercury) vs. Rey Mysterio
Match Summary: The very definition of a ‘fast-paced match’ is on display right here, as the athletic Rey Mysterio fights for his life against the almost as athletic team of Nitro and Mercury. The opening exchange is a blast around the ring, as Rey ducks various attempts from MNM, before being caught with a dropkick from Mercury. As one would expect, Mercury and Nitro maintain the pace accordingly, tagging in and out frequently, wearing down Rey, who has no one to tag to. Right now, Mercury has Mysterio pressed against the ropes, and goes for the Irish whip. Rey comes flying back but slides through Mercury’s legs, jumping up on the opposite side and catching the Hollywood regular with a Hurricanrana, hooking the leg for the … One … Two … Nitro breaks it up!
Nitro tries to hammer away on Rey, but gets whipped into the corner. Mysterio races at Nitro, but the youngster catches the Cruiserweight in the face with a raised boot. Quickly, Nitro springboards off the ropes with an enziguiri … but Rey ducks, and Nitro nails Mercury instead! Nitro looks horrified and turns, only for Rey to drop toehold him onto the middle rope. The crowd pops, as they know what is coming next. Rey comes off the ropes and nails the 619! Dazed, Nitro staggers out into the centre of the ring clutching his face, and Rey springboards off the top rope looking for the West Coast Pop … but Nitro doesn’t go down. Nitro holds the Cruiserweight in mid-air and manoeuvres him in position for the Snapshot! Mercury jumps up, ignoring the referee’s protests to get Nitro out of the ring. Rey fights though, and Nitro swings around, catching the referee and knocking him out of the ring!
Rey hits Mercury with a thumb to the eye, knocking him away, before rolling through and getting the pin on Nitro. He has the tag champion for at least three seconds but there is no referee. From behind Mercury catches him with a low blow, and Nitro slides out of the ring to grab a Steel Chair. As the referee climbs up to his feet, he sees the carnage and calls for the bell!
Winner: No Contest @ 09:23
Melina slides into the ring now also and shoves the referee aside. Nitro carries the Steel Chair with him and moves towards Rey … but Mysterio leaps up and dropkicks it back into Nitro’s face! The crowd pops, as Rey quickly grabs the weapon and holds it up. Mercury leaps out of the way and rolls to the outside, dragging his fallen partner with him. Rey glares at Nitro and Mercury before turning on Melina, but the manipulative Diva holds her hands up in innocence, and Mysterio’s face softens. He lowers the chair and allows Melina to exit the ring. The crowd boos Rey’s kindness, as Melina sneers and rejoins her team. Neither side have prospered heading into the Royal Rumble.
Back from the break we return to Michael Cole and Tazz at ringside.
Well, Rey Mysterio simply refused to stay down in our last match, Tazz, not letting numbers get the better of him.
He couldn’t get the win though, Cole, and he didn’t take on Melina. I wonder if he’ll live to regret that this Sunday at the Royal Rumble, when these bitter enemies could very well clash again.
You’re absolutely right, partner. Who knows what numbers Rey Mysterio, Johnny Nitro or Joey Mercury will draw. One thing’s for certain, it will not be Number Thirty.
You’re damn skippy it won’t, ‘cause that’s gonna be the reward for whoever pulls the victory in what will no doubt be a great over-the-top-rope Battle Royal later tonight!
**St. George’s March** hits suddenly to some nice heat and out storms William Regal, the great technical Englishman, with a furious look upon his face, as he approaches the ring, clearly not impressed by Theodore Long’s decision earlier. In the ring he removes his vest and warms up, as…
**Ruthless** plays over the PA (a rather generic tune) and the still fresh-faced Paul Burchill makes his way down to the ring, looking as frustrated as Regal by the whole situation. The fans give him a small reaction, seemingly based on his association with Regal. In the ring, the two partners talk heatedly with one another, seemingly confused.
SmackDown’s Last Royal Rumble Spot Qualifier
William Regal vs. Paul Burchill
Match Summary: The opening few moments are, as one would expect, rather comical, with the two friends unsure of what to do. Both clearly want to be in the Rumble this Sunday and so gesture for the other to lie down for them. This of course, does not happen. So Regal points over Burchill’s shoulder, who turns around, and Regal rolls him up for the … One … Two … No! Burchill looks shocked and a little annoyed, and so the fight is on.
Obviously this a very physical contest, with neither man really willing to back down and showing their equal intensity. Towards the end of the brawl, Burchill has Regal pinned with an armbar like manoeuvre, which Regal manages to reverse into a pinning predicament … One … Two … No! Burchill leaps up and sends Regal into the ropes. Regal pops up behind Burchill though with a rear waist lock, but Burchill spins, catching Regal with an Overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Burchill scores a … One … Two … No! Looking angered, Burchill hurries over to the turnbuckle, and begins to remove the padding, exposing the steel, as the referee checks on Regal. Suddenly the ref spots Burchill and goes to inspect what he is doing. With ref’s back turned, Regal slips the brass knucks from his trunks.
Burchill pushes past the referee and meets Regal in the centre of the ring, ducking the Power Of The Punch and instead catches his mentor in position for the C4! Amazingly enough though, Regal shows his technical prowess and counters the move into the Regal Stretch … but Burchill fights it! The two men struggle in the centre of the ring, as Regal tries to synch in the deadly submission move … but Burchill rolls through with a Victory Roll … but Burchill sits down halfway through, pinning Burchill … One … Two … Three!!!
Winner of the Final SD! Rumble Spot: William Regal @ 10:57
Regal and Burchill both burst out from the pin fall and collapse with exhaustion following a gruelling contest. Lying flat on their backs, their expressions are very different, with Burchill’s eyes closed in disappointment, and Regal’s face alight with elation. Eventually both men sit up and look at one another, Regal holding his hands up apologetically. Burchill gives a little shrug, and both men stand and exit the ring together, obviously having not done too much damage to their partnership.
Well, William Regal makes it into the Royal Rumble after all, having just managed to … uh … out-cheat his partner Paul Burchill here tonight.
Looks there’s gonna be some class in this year’s Royal Rumble after all now, Cole. I didn’t fancy coming out of retirement.
**Burn In My Light** hits when we return from the commercial interlude, and the crowd gives an initial pop, before gradually turning a huge amount of heat. The girls may always love him, but the rest of the crowd show nothing but hatred for RANDY ORTON, as he struts out onto the stage, looking arrogant as ever in his ‘Legend Killer’ vest over his trunks. He performs his Destiny pose before making his way down to the ring eventually and grabbing a mic from ringside. In the ring, Randy waits for things to die down.
Y’know, I don’t often say this, but … I told you so.
The crowd erupts in a barrage of heat, whilst the youngster Orton just smirks.
Last week, I told you all the truth about that man you all seem to love so much – I even told Batista the truth … The Undertaker … is a fraud!
Another explosion of boos from the Greensboro crowd, but Randy actually seems to relish it.
Y’see, I made it all perfectly clear, I stated the facts, and yet – and yet you all still refused to believe it. You refused to believe that The Undertaker has no allies. You refused to believe that The Undertaker has no friend. And, Dave, you even refused to believe that The Undertaker has … no … partners.
More boos for ‘The Legend Killer’.
Randy Orton: So why don’t we take a look at where that got you, Dave … shall we?
As we return to live footage the crowd is pouring deafening amounts of heat on Orton, who is standing there, is head cocked in an arrogant “I told you so” expression on his face.
As the referee has the bell rung, Batista collapses to the mat clutching his spine, as Orton stands over him with the chair. Undertaker steps into the ring and advances on Orton, who backs away nervously … but Undertaker freezes. The crowd is unsure what to think, as the “Phenom” simply throws a look down on “The Animal” before turning his back and exiting the ring, heading back up the ramp. The crowd are still cheering the “Deadman” regardless. Back in the ring, Orton is smiling broadly, as he drives the steel chair into Batista’s abdomen over and over again, whilst Booker T cheers him on and puts the boot to the World Heavyweight Champion. With “The Animal” down, abandoned by his partner, proving the “Legend Killer” right, Randy Orton picks up Batista’s title belt and holds it high in the air to loud boos, as **Burn In My Light** hits over the PA once again, and Smackdown goes off the air.
Y’see, Dave, I knew it a long time ago – I knew that The Undertaker couldn’t be trusted and since we were once (inverted commas with fingers)
‘friends’ I thought I would do you a favour and give a hint.
More boos from the crowd.
But – but you didn’t listen, Dave, you didn’t listen to what I had to say. And I honestly – I honestly regret what had to happen after the match. When it comes down to it … it’s all about the World … Heavyweight … wait, it’s all about … MY
… World Heavyweight … Championship!
The crowd starts a slight “Orton Sucks” chants, which seems to slightly anger the third generation superstar.
Last week, Dave, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. ‘Cause y’see, this isn’t about you – this isn’t about The Undertaker … this is about ME
… this is about Randy Orton … this has always been about Randy Orton. You, Dave, and The Undertaker – you’re just the supporting acts, ‘cause this Sunday I will become the champion once again.
Huge heat, as Orton smirks, glancing around the arena confidently.
The way I see it, Dave, you call yourself ‘The Animal’ – you call yourself this unstoppable beast; but I know just how to handle beasts and animals … you put them down … you put them out OF THEIR MISERY!
The crowd is nearly drowning ‘The Legend Killer’ out now.
And this Sunday that’s – (the crowd is overwhelming) SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!
Orton fumes as he scowls at the audience, insulted that they won’t let him finish.
And this Sunday that is exactly what I’m gonna do to you, Dave … I’m gonna put … you … DOWN!
There is even an intensity about Randy Orton now, but also that ever present cocky demeanour.
**I Walk Alone** suddenly blasts out for the second time of the evening to an equally deafening response, as the World Heavyweight Champion BATISTA strides out, still in his wrestling gear, with his title belt around his waist. Orton looks angered at the interruption, but also a little nervous. ‘The Animal’ wastes no time in marching down to the ring and climbing in. He walks up to confront Orton, mic in hand, causing ‘The Legend Killer’ to back off slightly.
You got something to say to me, Randy? HUH?!
Batista’s eyes open wide, as if pressing intensely for an answer from Orton, but Randy appears lost for words for once.
C’mon, Randy! You had plenty to say before! Say it to my FACE!
Batista screams the last word in Orton’s face, terrifying the third generation superstar, who backs off in fear. The World Heavyweight Champion stares down at his bandaged thigh and hammers it.
So what? Feelin’ guilty now? You lookin’ at my leg? There’s a steel chair (pointing over to the timekeeper’s table)
why don’t you go and grab one and hit me again? Go on! GO ON!
Orton actually glances over to the timekeeper’s area, as if desperate to actually grab a chair. He edges in that direction…
C’MON! Just grab the chair and –
The crowd goes absolutely insane, with by far the largest pop of the night, whilst Orton nearly jumps out of his skin with fright and Batista turns around slowly.
The lights go out and the arena is plunged into darkness, as the camera is just about able to make out Batista, looking fearsome walking up to the ropes in anticipation.
Something flickers on the titan tron, some lights and mist, and it gradually pans across the scene … a deserted graveyard … filled with earth and headstones and shadows. The camera stops on the dark, leather boots of someone, before raising upwards, higher and higher to reveal a silent figure, head bowed, hat covering their face. The head slowly rises … to reveal … THE UNDERTAKER!
Raaaaannnndyyy Orrrrttttoooon, one month ago you faced the Darkness … you looked into the shadow of the night … and you fell …
The Undertaker closes his eyes and turns around to reveal that he is standing in between two freshly dug graves, with mounds of earth on either side. The camera closes in on the first grave, reading the headstone … “Randy Keith Orton”.
What you faced at Wrestlemania, Orrrttttoooon, what you faced at SummerSlam, at No Mercy, and at Armageddon … was the darkness. But what you face this Sunday … at the Royal Rumble … will be a force of nature itself … it will be the earth … the fire … the air … and the water …
The Undertaker now moves his head across to take a look at the second grave, whose headstone can now clearly seen to read … “Dave Batista”.
Baaaattttiiissstaaa … last week you learned a lesson from the dark side … I need no friends … I need no allegiances. In two days, Batista, you face the fire … you will face the fury … and you … will fallllllllllllllllllll…
Slowly, The Undertaker reaches up and removes his hat, his sinister eyes glaring into the camera.
Know this … no man alive can withstand the elements … no man has ever looked into the eyes of the dragon and survived. Batista … Randy Orton … at the Royal Rumble … you will … Rest … Innnn … Peace.
As Undertaker rolls up his eyes into his head, the footage fades out and the Titan Tron goes blank.
The lights fade back up, revealing Batista standing alone in the ring, a less than impressed look on his face as he gazes up. On the outside of the ring, hiding near the announcer’s table, we see Randy Orton, looking completely terrified, having believed prematurely to have ended his trouble with ‘The Phenom’. Batista turns and locks eyes with ‘The Legend Killer’, the intensity of battle clear, as we head out to another break.
We head over to the announcer’s table once again after the commercial break, where Cole and Tazz both looked pumped after what they just saw.
Wow! This thing has really gotten interesting now. The World Heavyweight title will be contested in just forty-eight hours in a Triple threat match. And what a message The Undertaker just sent his opponents.
You aren’t kiddin’, Cole. I wouldn’t want to be in Randy Orton or Batista’s shoes right now, with ‘The Deadman’ comin’ for me.
We cut back as **Duo** is fading into the background and James and Chad Dick are waiting in the ring, rubbing each other up and down and bouncing on the spot…
**London Calling** hits to decent pop, and out rushes the dynamic team of Paul London and Brian Kendrick rush out onto the stage, complete in their matching blue shorts. The young team stare down to the ring at their opponents, before racing down, eager for action.
Tag Team Match
The Dicks vs. Paul London & Brian Kendrick
Match Summary: Following last week’s scouting operation on both The Mexicools and The Dicks, London and Kendrick get their opportunity against the latter team, a chance to prove themselves. Right now in the ring it is James Dick and Paul London going at it, with James pounding on the Cruiserweight in the corner. James whips London across the ring into the opposite corner and races after him. London gets a boot up and catches James in the face, knocking him away. With James reeling, London looks to take the advantage by springing up onto the second turnbuckle and going for the crossbody. James moves though, and London amazingly lands on his feet and races across the ring into the ropes, before ducking a clothesline a flying back … into a dropkick to the jaw!
James tags Chad in and they both go to work on London, hammering the plucky former Cruiserweight Champion in the far corner, whilst Brian Kendrick paces around nervously on the apron. James goes back onto the apron, as Chad raises London back up … and we cut across to the entrance stage, where we see the other young tag team, The Mexicools, now taking their turn at observing the competition. Chad stares at them keenly, clearly remembering last week, and whips London into the ropes. London ducks the oncoming clothesline and rebounds off the opposite set of ropes, coming racing back at Chad and catching him with an amazing jumping heel kick enziguiri! That move came out of nowhere, and both Paul London and Chad Dick are now down, crawling towards their respective partners. They both make the tag at the same time!
James Dick comes running in and swings at the onrushing Brian Kendrick … but the nimble Cruiserweight ducks underneath and spins, catching James with huge flying forearm to the jaw. James Dick goes down hard and his brother Chad comes at Brian Kendrick next … but he gets a flying forearm too! London and Kendrick are rolling now and London races to Kendrick who flips him over in a Moonsault, dropping his partner onto Chad! Chad rolls to the outside, with Paul London following him. London springboards over the ropes onto Chad with a plancha and both men go down. Back in the ring, Kendrick is watching his partner on the outside, not noticing James Dick creeping up behind him. James grabs Kendrick and whips him into the corner; James races but gets a kick to the face. Kendrick quickly grabs James’ head and swings up off the top turnbuckle connecting with the Sliced Bread #2! With his partner scrapping with Chad on the outside, Kendrick covers James for the … One … Two … Three!!!
Winners: Paul London & Brian Kendrick @ 07:04
The crowd gives the young victors a warm reception, as Paul London slides into the ring and leaps up to embrace his partner. Exuberantly the pair bound around the ring, whilst The Dicks try to recover on the outside, clearly frustrated by yet another loss. Up on the stage, Super Crazy, Psicosis and Juventud rub their chins thoughtfully, catching the eye of both London and Kendrick before turning and heading back inside.
Another young tag team on a roll here in the WWE. Brian Kendrick and Paul London giving MNM more food for thought here tonight.
I guess The Mexicools were returning the favour from last week on London and Kendrick, deciding to check out the competition. MNM better forget about Rey Mysterio and take a look at these guys.
~ Carlito defeats Ric Flair in a Street Fight in Charlotte thanks to Edge.
~ Shawn Michaels defeats the Big Show after a 'distraction' from Kane.
~ Later on, HBK allows his RR opponent John Cena to be destroyed by The Spirit Squad.
~ WWE Champion Kurt Angle no shows, and Triple H bloodies Eric Angle as a message ahead of the title match this Sunday.
We quickly cut to backstage and to Steve Romero standing by with mic in hand.
Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now … Bobby Lashley!
The impressive frame of ‘The Real Deal’ BOBBY LASHLEY enters the shot to a nice pop from the fans.
Bobby, in just moments, you will be competing against eleven other men in an attempt to be the Number Thirty entrant this Sunday at the Royal Rumble. What are your thoughts?
Well, I –
Before Lashley can even really begin to speak, he is distracted by an eruption of laughter and screaming from nearby, and EUGENE runs into the shot, along with SNITSKY and GOLDUST.
Oh my – oh my; I can’t believe it’s – it’s Ahmed Johnson. Wow, you’re like – my second favourite wrestler of all time, after –
No, I’m not –
I remember when you had all those problems with the Nation of Domination and Farooq and – and you were awesome!
Look, I’m –
And you came out at the ’97 Royal Rumble and hits Farooq with that piece of wood – man, that was – you were so cool! You’re still cool!
The crowd can be heard laughing in the background at this interruption from the loveable Raw superstar, whilst Lashley and Romero both look rather perplexed.
I promise I won’t eliminate you tonight, Ahmed Johnson, if you promise you won’t eliminate – (sees someone off screen)
OH MY GOD IT’S JOHN WAYNE!
Eugene rushes off excitedly and the camera, Lashley and Romero look over to see that he has run over to where John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield is making his entrance, clad in his American Flag jacket and cowboy hat. JBL tries to shove the Raw superstar away, as Eugene tries desperately shake his hand, as he head through the curtain and we cut to ringside.
Upon cutting to ringside, **Longhorn** is just dying down, as JBL is making his way up the ring steps looking rather flustered, talking angrily with Jillian Hall. Already warming up in the ring is the Cruiserweight Champion Kid Kash of Smackdown and Matt Striker and Charlie Haas from Raw. The camera cuts away to see Eugene running down the ramp without any music with a notepad and pen, trying to get JBL’s (uh, John Wayne) autograph.
**Ain’t No Stopping Me** brings out Raw’s popular Intercontinental Champion Shelton Benjamin, who bounds down to the ring enthusiastically, staring at Charlie Haas in a rather unapologetic way.
**Whatever** hits next, heralding the arrival of the former World Heavyweight Champion Chris Benoit, who beats his chest and salutes the fans, before quickly heading down to the ring.
Back from the break, Gregory Helms has now also joined the fray, and is warming up, looking viciously at Eugene. Bobby Lashley is now also in the ring, as **Live For The Moment** is playing and Matt Hardy is on the second turnbuckle saluting the fans, with JBL looking on angrily from outside the ring.
**Can You Dig It, Sucka?** hits to bring out the United States Champion Booker T and his wife Sharmell, who march down confidently, getting large amounts of heat as ever.
Finally … **Metalingus** blasts out over the PA to some astonishing heat from the Greensboro crowd, and ‘The Rated R Superstar’ Edge comes sprinting out onto the stage, taunting the fans with his MITB briefcase, with Lita following closely behind. Edge hands his jacket to Lita and makes as though to enter the ring, but as soon as they bell rings he jumps off the apron and doesn’t make a move.
Over-the-top-rope Battle Royal
Winner gets the #30 spot in the Royal Rumble
Participants: Kid Kash, JBL, Booker T, Matt Hardy, Chris Benoit, Bobby Lashley, Edge, Matt Striker, Eugene, Gregory Helms, Shelton Benjamin, Charlie Haas.
Match Summary: The match starts out at a hectic pace, with action all around the ring. Edge hides on the outside, JBL jumps Matt Hardy, Gregory Helms attacks Eugene and everyone else pairs up. Lashley dominates the opening exchange due to his size, clotheslining Matt Striker over the top rope! Elimination #1 Matt Striker @ 00:47. Shelton Benjamin and Kid Kash go at it too, with Benjamin reversing an Irish whip, sending Kash into the corner; the Cruiserweight Champion springs up onto the top turnbuckle though with amazing athleticism … but Shelton dropkicks him off to the outside! Elimination #2 Kid Kash @ 02:34. With these two rapid eliminations, the match is reduced to ten. Matt Hardy and JBL are exchanging frantic blow in the centre of the ring, but Hardy gets the upper hand, duck Bradshaw’s clothesline and nailing a Side Effect!
Chris Benoit and Booker T go back and forth; Booker tries to whip Benoit into the ropes, but Benoit spins through, going for a German Suplex … but Booker reverses it into a Book End … but yet another counter and this time Benoit hits a German Suplex! ‘The Rabid Wolverine’ pops the hips and completes the hat trick of German’s. Booker staggers to his feet and towards the ropes and Benoit races towards the United States Champion, clotheslining him over the top! Elimination #3 Booker T @ 05:26. Booker T looks furious, as does his wife Sharmell, as they skulk away. Outside the ring, both Edge and Lita are looking confident, as they remain out of sight. Charlie Haas saves Eugene, by rushing up behind Gregory Helms and nailing a German Suplex! Eugene grins at Haas and turns to go after Helms … but Haas grabs Eugene and dumps him over the top! Elimination #4 Eugene @ 07:54.
Eugene looks very disappointed on the outside, whilst Haas just shrugs and continues his attack on Gregory Helms. Bobby Lashley has Benjamin under control now and lifts him up to his shoulder, preparing to dump him over the top. Shelton quickly slides off though and shoves Lashley into the ropes. ‘The Real Deal’ stops himself quickly, but turns around in time to catch Benjamin with a back body drop sending him over the top … but Shelton lands on the apron. Shelton hits a shoulder to Lashley’s gut, and attempts to springboard up … but Lashley nails him with a stiff shot, knocking him off to the outside! Elimination #5 Shelton Benjamin @ 09:12. Lashley nods at Benjamin on the outside … but suddenly up charges JBL and dumps the big man over the top rope! Elimination #6 Bobby Lashley @ 09:34. JBL laughs at Lashley mockingly, before Matt Hardy catches up with ‘The Wrestling God’ again.
Charlie Haas has Gregory Helms in the vertical suplex position and lifts him onto the top rope, trying the hammer the former Hurricane off the top. Benoit comes up behind Haas though and slams his head into Helms’ groin, causing him to drop down to the apron. Benoit chops Haas again and again and again. Eventually knocking him over the top rope, where he lands with a bump on the apron alongside Helms. Both Helms and Haas clamber up on the wrong side of the ropes, as Benoit tries to knock their heads together. Both Helms and Haas kick ‘The Wolverine’ in the gut, before getting him with a double suplex over the top to the outside! Elimination #7 Chris Benoit @ 11:53. Haas and Helms exchange blows, balancing precariously on the apron, before Edge suddenly races around the side of the ring and grabs their feet, trying to yank them off the brink. Haas trips and falls first! Elimination #8 Charlie Haas @ 12:09. Gregory Helms tries to hold on too, but Lita grabs his other foot and yanks him off! Elimination #9 Gregory Helms @ 12:12.
Now only JBL and Matt Hardy are left in the ring. Hardy is struggling back up to his feet and Bradshaw comes at him looking for the Clothesline From Hell … but Matt ducks, catching Layfield with a kick to the gut, before signalling for the Twist Of Fate! JBL struggles out of it though and lifts Hardy up in a vertical suplex position, planting him over the top rope onto the apron. Hardy hugs the top rope, as JBL nails him with shots to the gut, trying to knock him off the apron. Hardy falls down slightly, wearied by the blows, and JBL spies his chance. Bradshaw races off the ropes and tries knock Hardy off the apron with a Clothesline From Hell … but Hardy yanks down the top rope and JBL goes flying to the outside! Elimination #10 John ‘Bradshaw’ Layfield @ 14:47. Matt Hardy raises his hands in triumph, thinking that he has won, not able to hear the screams of the crowd in warning, as Edge has entered the ring on the opposite side and comes racing across, slamming into Hardy’s back with a brutal Spear sending him flying off the apron and bouncing off the announcer’s table! Elimination #11 Matt Hardy @ 15:07.
Winner and #30 in the Royal Rumble: Edge
Edge leaps in the air in utter delight, as Matt Hardy rolls around on the ground outside in pain, clutching his ribs. JBL stands nearby sneering at his fallen enemy, but still scowling at Edge. ‘The R Rated Superstar’ poses in the ring with his girlfriend Lita and his MITB briefcase. The crowd are pouring heat on the Raw superstar, who now is in a prime position to headline Wrestlemania.
Edge ascends to the top rope and taunts the crowd, motioning around his waist that one or both World titles will soon be his. ‘Mr. Money In The Bank’ closes his eyes in ecstasy with everything going completely to plan as SmackDown! goes off the air.
END OF SHOW
Final Card for the Royal Rumble
Date: January 29th 2006
Location: American Airlines Arena; Miami, Florida
Theme: "Stricken" by Disturbed
Royal Rumble Match;
Winner has automatic shot at EITHER brand's Champion at WrestleMania XXII:
Entrants in Alphabetical order;
Bobby Lashley, Booker T, Brian Kendrick, Carlito, Charlie Haas, Chris Benoit, Chris Masters, Chavo Guerrero, Edge, Eugene, Finlay, Gregory Helms, John `Bradshaw' Layfield, Joey Mercury, Johnny Nitro, Kane, Ken Kennedy, Kid Kash, Lance Cade, Matt Hardy, Matt Striker, Paul London, Rey Mysterio, Ric Flair, Rob Conway, Rob Van Dam, Shelton Benjamin, Super Crazy, William Regal (One Raw Spot Remaining)
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
1. Which match will be chosen to open the PPV?
2. Who will be the #1 and #2 entrants in the Rumble match?
3. How long will the Rumble match last?
4. What will be the Match Of The Night?
5. Which superstar will make the biggest impression?
All Predictions Now Welcome