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RAW IS WAR 1/10/2000
St. Louis, Missouri
After Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler run us through the matches Triple H and company have set for the night, fiery pyro and red lights come over the arena. The Big Red Machine, Kane, and his girlfriend Tori make their way down the entranceway and into the ring. Tori stands at her boyfriend's side while they stand in anticipation of Kane's opponent's entrance.
Coming out next is co-Intercontinental Champion, Chris Jericho! Y2J makes it halfway down the ramp with a microphone in his hand and the Intercontinental Championship belt around his waist before he stops and lifts said microphone to his mouth.
Welcome to, RAW! IS! JERICHOOOOO!
Tori stands unimpressed at Kane's side. Kane adjusts the glove on his right hand, staring down towards Y2J through his mask.
I don't know what it is, but I've noticed a little bit of a theme in the WWF as of late. I mean, first, Chyna tries to rob me of the Intercontinental Championship. Now, little red riding ho is going to send her burnt-up boyfriend at me!
Jericho gestures towards Tori as he says this, clearly annoying The Big Red Machine's girlfriend. The fans cheer Jericho's comments, despite the fact that they love Kane.
And last, but certainly not least, that miserable, disgusting pig Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley. First, she makes me be co-Intercontinental Champion with Chyna, now, to punish me, she puts me in a match with the human torch. But it's okay, because I am a bad mamma jamma, and I am, the ayatollah of rock-and-rollah... and after this match, Kane will never, EEEEEEVER, be the same, again.
Kane w/ Tori vs Chris Jericho
As is to be expected in a mismatch of size like this, Kane is in control from the very opening bell. He keeps Jericho away from utilizing any of his dynamic moveset. Jericho gives the crowd a few glimpses of what he can do, but Kane suppresses all of his offensive surges shortly after they begin.
Kane goozles Jericho around the throat, lifting him up and emphatically dropping him to the canvas with a CHOKESLAM!
. Before Kane can cover, Chyna and The Kat make their way towards the ring. Tori steps in front of them at ringside, confronting the co-Intercontinetal Champion and the Women's Champion. As the confrontation gets increasingly heated, Tori shoves Chyna! The 9th Wonder of the World doesn't take kindly to this, so she answers back with a right hand, knocking Tori to the floor!
Kane takes immediate action, reaching over the top rope and snatching a hand full of Chyna's hair. He pulls her upwards, trying his hardest to get her into the ring, but a combination of The Kat latching onto Chyna's legs and The 9th Wonder of the World offering plenty of resistance keeps Kane from accomplishing his goal. This distraction allows for Chris Jericho to come up from behind, rolling The Big Red Machine up and securing a three count!
Winner: Chris Jericho (6:31)
Jericho is quick to escape the ring, clutching the IC Title belt tightly to his chest. Chyna and The Kat also don't waste any time getting out of dodge, while Kane steps over the top rope and out of the ring. He scoops Tori up in his arms and carries her back up the ramp as she clutches her face in agony.
How can Chyna sleep at night doing something like that? Hitting a poor, defenseless, beautiful woman like Tori!
Some might argue that she had it coming, but that's a different story. I just know that Chris Jericho and Chyna might regret messing with The Big Red Monster.
MIGHT? Oh man, I'd hate to be either one of those two right now! Especially Chyna! She hurt the only thing he cares about, JR!
Backstage, the McMahon-Helmsley Regime have apparently just arrived to the arena in St. Louis. They are wheeling and carrying luggage, joking and laughing with each other when they are approached by Michael Cole and his frosted tips.
Triple H, you have to be seething after what Chris Jericho said about your wife, Stephanie, earlier this evening.
HHH looks around at Stephanie and his DX mates, clearly confused.
What exactly did Chris Jericho say... about my wife?
Well, he... uhh... he...
He... he said you were a miserable, disgusting pig.
Triple H emphatically drops his bag and grabs Michael Cole by the collar. The fear in Cole's eyes is apparent, as The Game gets face-to-face with the innocent interviewer.
THEN YOU GO FIND CHRIS JERICHO, AND YOU TELL HIM TO CO-
The number one contender for the WWF Championship releases his grip on Michael Cole when he notices something out of the view of the camera. The camera pans over to reveal Hardcore Holly, who stands with his hands on his hips. His demeanor is as serious as ever, and he shows no fear when confronted with Triple H and all of the other members of The McMahon-Helmsley Regime.
Maybe you should spend less time being worried about what Chris Jericho thinks of your wife, because you and I have a problem.
Yeah? And why's that?
You beat up Crash on Thursday night, tough guy. I think just maybe we'll have to step inside the ring together so you can get a chance to pick on somebody your own size.
Are you kidding me? If I remember correctly, you've taken liberties with Crash a time or two yourself.
Nobody beats on Crash but me
. It's called tough love. And if you've got the balls to step inside the ring with me, I'll show you what it feels like to get beat down.
As much as I'd love to put you in your place tonight, you've already got a match. But I think I forgot to mention that as of right now, your match will take place inside a fifteen foot high steel cage. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some things to take care of.
The Regime brushes past Holly, who still stands with his hands on his hips. X-Pac smirks at Hardcore, who doesn't even offer a glance at any of them.
Oh my god, King! Hardcore Holly and Crash Holly will take on Big Boss Man and Prince Albert tonight
, in a steel cage match
I feel bad for Hardcore Holly, JR! He has to step into a steel cage with two guys as scary as Boss Man and Prince Albert, and his partner has to be Crash Holly
? Poor guy!
You can never count Crash Holly out, King. That kid's got as much heart as anybody in the WWF.
Yeah, and he'll have that heart ripped right out of his chest tonight. Oh boy, I can't wait.
Once again backstage, The Hardy Boyz are sitting idle in a locker room. The door opens, and in walks Terri Runnels. Matt Hardy springs to his feet and stands before her.
Terri! Where the hell have you been? We've been sitting back here all night, and you're nowhere to be seen!
Relax, guys! I was talking to Triple H, and I got you two a match tonight!
Terri goes and sits down in a chair in the middle of the room while Matt and Jeff nod to each other. They begin to get into their ring attire while Terri kicks her feet up and leans back.
See? I told you guys I had it all under control.
In the arena, the bomb sound goes off, leading to the arrival of the Dudley Boyz! Bubba Ray and D-Von angrily stomp to the ring, clearly in a foul mood after Mick Foley's actions from the previous week on RAW IS WAR. The boys from Dudleyville yell at the crowd a little bit while anticipating the arrival of their opponents.
Speaking of, next to enter the arena is the charismatic duo of Edge and Christian! They make their way through the crowd, getting battered by the frantic hands of all the teenage girls in St. Louis. They hop over the barricade and slide into the ring under the bottom rope, when they're immediately jumped on and mugged by Bubba Ray and D-Von! The bell rings as D-Von and Edge fight to the outside, leaving Bubba Ray and Edge as the two legal men to begin the action.
Dudley Boyz vs Edge and Christian
The Dudleys come out like a house of fire, isolating Christian and preventing him from tagging Edge. They don't waste any time connecting on big moves and tandem offense. These moves include a double flapjack that sees Christian gain unprecedented elevation. Bubba Ray and D-Von repeatedly go to the corner of their opposition to taunt a helpless Edge, who has to constantly be restrained from entering the ring to aid his tag team partner.
Following a furious sequence of elbow drops by Bubba Ray, driving the point of his elbow right into the heart of an already damaged Christian. This drives Edge past his boiling point, as he storms into the ring and attacks Bubba Ray. D-Von defends his half-brother, pounding on Edge and sending him to the outside. D-Von and Edge brawl at ringside with Edge getting the better of this exchange, ramming D-Von stomach-first into the announcer's table. Edge rolls back into the ring under the bottom rope, but he's derailed by stomps and elbows from Bubba Ray, who then shoves Edge back out onto the floor.
While Bubba hurls insults out to the young Canadian superstar, he's caught from behind with a reverse DDT by Christian! This move only garners a two count, but Christian now has the opening he needs. Unfortunately, his partner isn't at the team's corner. Christian regroups in the corner that should be occupied by Edge, and dodges a charging Bubba Ray, who goes chest-first into the turnbuckles. He bounces off and is rolled up for yet another two count.
D-Von suddenly slides a table into the ring, which nobody noticed he was getting due to the heavy action within the ring. Bubba Ray knocks down Christian with a hard clothesline, then the half-brothers get to work setting up the table in the middle of the ring. They do so in a timely manner, and they whip Christian off the ropes, as the crowd yells "3D!!!" in unison!
Christian is lifted up by D-Von, and.... EDGE HITS THE SPEAR ON D-VON TO MAKE THE SAVE!
Christian rolls to the ropes while Edge and Bubba Ray duke it out. The referee officially throws the match out, as the action's gotten completely out of hand at this point.
Winner: No Contest (5:51)
It's not over yet, because Edge and Bubba Ray are still throwing haymakers at each other in the ring. Edge gets the better of them, and sets up for the Downward Spiral, but Bubba Ray pushes him away and ducks out of the ring. He and D-Von go back up the ramp, completely furious as they've been embarrassed for the second straight week on RAW IS WAR. Edge and Christian taunt them with the table.
Would you believe the audacity of those pretty boy punks?
I shudder to think of the maniacal things running through the minds of those damn Dudleys right about now. They can't be happy after Mick Foley attacked them last week, and now Edge and Christian got the better of them tonight.
You're darn right about that, JR. You can bet your bottom dollar they've got something planned for Edge and Christian, and I bet it's going to involve that table.
Test is in his locker room. We're told that he's entered in the Royal Rumble match by JR and King, when he's approached by Kevin Kelly.
Test, I'd just like to get a quick word with you about your official entry into the 30-Man Royal Rumble match on January 23rd at the Royal Rumble in Madison Square Garden.
Kevin, in Madison Square Garden I know that I won't be the odds-on favorite. But that's not going to matter when I walk into the ring, and throw 29 other superstars over the top rope. Even if I have to start at number one and go through everybody one by one, I'll do it.
In a match that includes people, monsters
like Kane and Viscera, how do you expect to outlast men of that size and get them over the top rope?
It doesn't matter. The bigger they are, the harder they fall, and when they fall in New York City, it's going to be over the top rope.
Test re-postures himself before exiting the shot, leaving Kevin Kelly looking towards him starry-eyed.
"KNOW YOUR ROLE"
The crowd rises to its feet as The People's Champion comes through the curtain! The Great One struts down the ramp in his 500 Dollar shirt and steps into the ring surrounded by the aura of greatness that he usually carries. The Brahma Bull acquires a microphone and takes a few laps around the ring to buy himself some time for the crowd to cool down.
Finally.... THE ROCK, HAS COME BACK! TO SAINT LOOOOOOOOOUIS.
"Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!"
The Rock has come out here, in front of the millions...
...of The Rock's fans, for one reason, and one reason only. The Rock wants to talk about you, Triple H
The crowd cheers for this, ready to hear how The Rock lays into The Game verbally.
Triple H, you talk and you talk and you talk about how you're "that damn good", but it seems to The Rock like you aren't as good as you say you are. The Rock says, that maybe, just maybe... you're afraid. You're afraid of going ONE. ON ONE. WITH THE GREAT ONE!
Naturally, the audience erupts.
But even more than you're afraid of The Rock, The Rock says you're afraid of Mick Foley.
"Foley! Foley! Foley!"
The Rock says that you know
that if you let Mick Foley back into the WWF, he'll stick his fingers so far down your throat that he'll pull your breakfast out of your mouth!
"One two, is this on?"
Out from the backstage area comes Triple H, who is already fuming, and Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley. The Game has a microphone in his right hand and walks until he's halfway down the ramp, where he stops and paces from side to side.
YOU THINK I'M AFRAID? I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, I'M NOT AFRAID OF BIG SHOW, AND I'M SURE AS HELL NOT AFRAID OF MICK FOLEY.
Stephanie calms her husband down, and The Cerebral Assassin slowly regains his composure.
To prove that I'm not afraid, Rock, I'll be stepping inside the ring tonight with both yourself, and the World Wrestling Federation Champion, The Big Show.
The crowd pops, but Triple H gestures for them to quiet down so he can continue to speak. The Rock raises an eyebrow, interested in what may come next.
That's right. I'm going to be the special guest referee, when The Rock takes on The Big Show, right here tonight.
Quite frankly, The Rock doesn't give a damn whether you're wrestling in the match or whether you're the referee because the fact of the matter is this: tonight, you're going to be inside this very ring with The Rock and The Big Show. And whether you're wrestling or refereeing, you're going to get the absolute monkey piss beaten out of you.
The crowd goes bananas for Rocky's statement. Triple H would appear to be undeterred, though, which intrigues many members of the audience.
You know, after talking to you a time or two I tend to know, or at least have a fairly decent idea of what you're going to say. And this time, I was right. See I figured you'd be smart enough to realize that you could just beat the hell out of me anyway. That's why, if either you or Big Show get disqualified in that match tonight, there will be dire consequences.
What kind... of consequences?
Very funny, but I'm not falling for that again. But since you did ask so kindly, I'll tell you... what kind of consequences you'll be facing should you get yourself disqualified. If you are disqualified, Rock, you'll have your Royal Rumble entrance revoked.
And... The Big Show?
Well, The Big Sh-
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT THE BIG SHOW'S CONSEQUENCES ARE!!!
A thunderous roar emerges from the people, who spring to their feet with The Brahma Bull's joke.
Okay, very nice Pavlov. You rang your bell, and your dogs barked. But the fact remains, Big Show...
Hunter has now turned his body so that it's facing mostly towards the backstage area, as if he's addressing Big Show directly.
If Big Show does anything to get himself disqualified tonight, he'll be stripped
of the World Wrestling Federation Championship. And wouldn't it just be a shame if all these people didn't get to see us go at it in Madison Square Garden?
The fans boo on behalf of Big Show, as they know that Triple H will be untouchable tonight.
The Rock doesn't give a rats ass if Big Show loses the WWF Title or not, because the fact of the matter is that The People's Champ is going to be the WWF Champ come WrestleMania!
HHH snarkily chomps on his gum and shares a laugh with Stephanie before picking the microphone back up.
Rock, you'll be lucky to win the Royal Rumble, let alone take the WWF Title from me at WrestleMania, because I will win the World Wrestling Federation Championship at the Royal Rumble, because I am
that damn good.
If you don't know
your damn role and shut
your damn mouth, The Rock will have to kick your candy ass right here, right now. You see, The People's Champion actually wants
you to win the World Wrestling Federation Championship at the Royal Rumble.
The crowd is confused, as are HHH and Stephanie.
Not only does The Rock want you to win the title, but he wants you to take good care of it. That's right, The Rock wants you to make sure nothing happens to that title, because The Rock wants it to be in top condition when he whoops your ROODY-POO...
Candy ass, and takes it from you at WrestleMania. IF YA SMELLLLL.... WHAT THE ROCK, IS.... cookin.
The Brahma Bull's music plays as Triple H and Stephanie return backstage. The Rock soaks in more crowd reaction while JR and King go over the new main event for tonight.
I just can't believe Triple H is so desperate to take out Big Show and The Rock, that he's going to have them do the dirty work for him!
Desperate? The man's a genius! And, tonight, he's untouchable!
As we re-enter the arena, Matt and Jeff Hardy make their way to the ring, accompanied by Terri Runnels. They fire up the crowd and roll into the ring, touching knuckles as their music comes to a stop.
Just like what transpired with the New Age Outlaws on SmackDown, out comes Kaientai, much to the chagrin of Matt and Jeff Hardy. They show their frustration towards Terri, as they were apparently expecting a more serious match than the one they're receiving tonight. Terri ducks out of the ring without saying anything about it, though. TAKA and Funaki decide who will start the match with Matt Hardy and we get underway.
Hardy Boyz w/ Terri Runnels vs Kaientai
The best word to describe this match would probably be "squash". Matt and Jeff team up to take their aggression out on their much smaller adversaries. Funaki manages to make one tag during the contest, but TAKA doesn't have much better luck than his partner did. The match concludes with a Twist of Fate/Swanton Bomb combo for a quick victory.
Winners: Hardy Boyz (1:49)
Terri enters the ring to celebrate with her clients, but they leave the ring before she can. They dejectedly walk up the ramp, leaving Terri alone in the ring with the two injured members of Kaientai.
What are they? Idiots? How can they just ignore Terri like that?
Quite frankly, I don't think they were pleased with her choice of opponent for the evening.
And why not? They had absolutely no problem beating them!
That's the point, King! They were looking for competition, and Kaientai did not provide that on this occasion.
Terri! Come over here! I won't leave you behind!
Would you cut it out?
The commentary's bickering is cut off by the image on screen of Big Show, who is warming up presumably for his match tonight with The Rock.
"U LOOK FLY TODAY"
Once again in the arena, Too Cool make their way to the ring! Scotty and Grandmaster lead the pack, dancing all the way down the ramp. Trailing behind is Rikishi, who simply walks to the squared circle. The crowd claps along with Scotty Too Hotty while Rikishi stands with his arms folded in the center of the ring.
The British Bulldog comes to the ring, looking as menacing as ever. He enters the ring, but before the bell is rung, Kurt Angle comes to ringside! He stands across from Too Cool, boasting his Olympic Gold Medals to the audience at ringside as the referee calls for the bell and the match gets underway.
Rikishi w/ Too Cool vs British Bulldog w/ Kurt Angle
Bulldog and Rikishi play hot potato, each one delivering flurries of offense to the other. Rikishi eventually grounds Bulldog, and he suffocates him with big moves. Backed into the corner, Bulldog capitalizes on a distraction by Kurt Angle with a low blow. It's now Bulldog's turn to pound the big Samoan, not allowing Rikishi off the canvas. With what he sees as sufficient damage done, Davey Boy heaves Rikishi up over his shoulder!
Bulldog goes for the RUNNING POWERSLAM
, but Rikishi slides off his shoulder and shoves him face-first into the corner. Bulldog hits with a thud and turns around into a deadly Savate kick by Rikishi! The cover only gets a two count, but Rikishi simply drags Bulldog's wounded body into the corner, and connects with a Banzai Drop! This draws another two count, this one getting a loud reaction from the crowd who thought the match was over.
Bulldog tries to get back into the match with a couple hard right hands, but it's all for not as Rikishi whips Bulldog into the corner and splashes him shortly thereafter! Bulldog takes a few steps out towards the center of the ring and flops to the ground a la Ric Flair. Rikishi scoops Davey Boy to his feet and loads him up over his shoulder. He holds his arms out as a taunt, then drills Bulldog head-first into the mat with the RIKISHI DRIVER
! It's absolutely academic from there, as the three count is uncontested by Bulldog's lifeless body.
Winner: Rikishi (4:52)
Rikishi and Too Cool nudge Bulldog out under the bottom rope and down to the floor. Then, Scotty plays with the crowd, holding up the yellow sunglasses that Too Cool have come to be known for. He slides them onto the face of Rikishi. Rikishi, Scotty, and Grandmaster Sexay dim the lights and begin to dance, but Rikishi's hit from behind by a German Suplex from Kurt Angle!
The Olympic Hero rapidly squeezes through the ropes as Scotty and Grandmaster tend to Rikishi. The crowd goes insane with their booing of Angle, who is once again showing off his medals on the ramp.
Man, isn't Kurt Angle great?
I think these fans would beg to differ, but that's another story.
Who cares what these fans think, JR? They all chose to live in St. Louis, after all!
Settle down, would you?
After the WWF Slam of the Week presented by Super Soaker that showcases Prince Albert's bicycle kick on Faarooq from RAW IS WAR the previous week, we see Bradshaw and Faarooq sitting at a local bar counter, with beers in front of them. The wall is littered with Busch signs, indicating that the bar is in fact in St. Louis. A drunk patron heckles the two of them about their loss at the hands of Prince Albert and Big Boss Man, then claims that the New Age Outlaws are going to "kick their asses" at the Royal Rumble.
Bradshaw takes a big swig of beer before turning around and taking the drunk patron down with a big clothesline. The other bar patrons leap to the defense of this one unconscious man, but they're all beaten up by Bradshaw and Faarooq. The exclamation point comes when Faarooq spinebusters a charging man through the pool table in the middle of the room. Bradshaw and Faarooq survey the damage they've done, and lean up against hte bar counter, finishing their beers and even ordering another round.
Those guys oughta be arrested!
Man, I don't envy the New Age Outlaws on January 23rd.
Maybe if the Acolytes aren't in prison by then! You can't just attack citizens!
Somewhere backstage, Al Snow is sitting in a folding chair in his wrestling attire. He has a devilish grin on his face and is aggressively petting, or rather pulling out the hair, of Head. There's a microphone next to his face, and when the camera pans out it's revealed to be in the hand of Jonathan Coachman.
You're right, it's not even important. All that matters is the Royal Rumble. All that matters is that Al Snow lasts longer than 29 other people, and goes on to WrestleMania.
Al leans in closer to Head in order to further illustrate the point that he's conversing with Head.
Exactly. I'm not even mad at you for costing me the European Championship. I mean, the European Championship isn't what I want. The European Championship doesn't put you at the top of the World Wrestling Federation. I want to main event WrestleMania. I want to be on the marquee. It's time for Al Snow to emerge. It's time for Al Snow
to be taken seriously
Coach raises the mic to his mouth as if to ask Snow a question, but he rolls his eyes and walks away, obviously weirded out by Snow's ramblings. Al pins Head tight to his chest and rocks back in forth in the chair. The camera gets very close to his face before fading back to the arena.
The steel cage has been lowered, and it is now enveloping the ring. Both teams that will do battle within the satanistic structure walk to the ring, Crash donning a large bandage on his head to cover the wounds opened by Triple H on SmackDown.
Big Boss Man & Prince Albert vs The Holly Cousins
In our third tag team competition of the evening, Hardcore Holly is immediately the target of a double team assault. Boss Man and Albert rip into Hardcore, and every time Crash tries to save his cousin, he's either tossed aside like he doesn't exist or thrown into the cage.
Boss Man and Albert proceed with this systematic destruction of Hardcore and Crash, even reopening the cut on Crash's skull with a hard elbow by Boss Man. Despite the fact that both Hollys are clearly incapacitated, Albert and Boss Man opt to inflict even more damage rather than escape the cage. This proves to be a mistake, however, when Crash is able to ram Boss Man's face into the cage. Prince Albert comes after Crash, but he repeatedly whiffs on his attacks.
Just as he gets Crash cornered, he's jumped from behind by Hardcore! Bob Holly connects with the Alabama Slam on Prince Albert, then he starts the ascent up the cage as Crash slumps down in the corner and pushes his hand against his wound to suppress the bleeding. Hardcore nears the top, but Boss Man grabs hold of his foot. Hardcore struggles, but not for long as he's freed when Crash tackles Boss Man! Hardcore goes up and over, landing on the floor and escaping the cage!
Now Crash starts up the side of the chain link steel, but his quest to escape is ended by Boss Man and Albert. Hardcore quickly realizes his mistake, as both Boss Man and Albert go to work on his little cousin. Crash's blood spills all over the mat, as he's thrown into the cage and smashed into the canvas with the BOSS MAN SLAM
! The two bruisers scrape Crash off the mat, and Boss Man holds up his limp body, allowing Prince Albert to hit him with a BICYCLE KICK
! Albert and Boss Man leave Crash in a pool of his own blood while they demand that the referee opens the cage door.
Boss Man and Prince Albert exit out the door and walk down the steps as Hardcore stands with his hands on his hips and his head hung low while Boss Man and Albert hug all the way up the ramp and celebrate with the Hardcore Championship belt. Crash receives medical attention in the ring while JR and The King somberly take us to commercial break.
Winners: Big Boss Man & Prince Albert (6:30)
RAW IS WAR returns to USA Network with Crash Holly being stretchered into an ambulance. Hardcore hops into the ambulance with him and buries his head in his hands, shaking his head back and forth.
Clearly this is a very stressful situation, and we'll have any updates on Crash Holly's condition later in the night.
In the interview area, Michael Cole is standing next to the humongous frame of Big Show. The WWF Champion has the belt slung over his right shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Tonight, Big Show, you step into the ring with The Brahma Bull, The Rock. But perhaps more importantly, you will be between the ropes with your opponent in the last man standing match at Royal Rumble, Triple H. However, should you attack Triple H and get yourself disqualified, you will be stripped of the WWF Title. How will you combat the temptation to go after The Game in tonight's main event?
Of course I'm going to want to beat the hell out of Triple H tonight. But he's not the only one in that ring that I want a piece of. Rock, you hope Triple H takes the World Wrestling Federation Championship from me at Royal Rumble? Yeah, I bet you do. Because if you do end up winning the Royal Rumble, and you do go on to the main event of WrestleMania, there's no way you could handle a 7 foot, 500 pound monster
like me. And I'm gonna prove that tonight. Rocky, I'm going to make your role real clear. Tonight, you're going to be my bitch
Wow, remarkably strong words on the part of the World Wrestling Federation Champion.
Oooooh, I just knew that The Rock shouldn't have made Big Show angry.
Triple H, complete with referee shirt, makes his entrance. Next is The Rock, who engages in an intense staredown with The Game. Big Show comes out third, not even bothering to set off his pyro as he steps over the top rope and steps toe-to-toe with The Rock.
Special Guest Referee - Triple H
The Rock vs Big Show
Big Show unleashes the rage that he had pent up after The Rock's promo earlier in the night, viciously pounding on The Brahma Bull. Big Show spends the next segment of the match throwing The Rock around the ring like a ragdoll, lighting up his chest with chops, etc.
A few times, Triple H tries to separate the action in the corner. He gets a little too physical with Big Show on one of these exchanges, which leads to The Giant backing HHH down. Hunter takes a couple step backwards, even though he knows Big Show won't do anything. Big Show clenches his fists in frustration, and he's spun around from behind and gets the smack laid down upon him by The Great One!
Rock and Big Show proceed to have a fantastic contest that leaves the capacity crowd on the edge of their seats, most of them firmly in the camp of The People's Champion. Rocky feeds off the electricity he receives from The People, and is able to lift Big Show up for a Samoan Drop! The crowd goes berserk, as both men are now down.
The Game starts a ten count, when he's suddenly pulled out of the ring from underneath the bottom rope! It's... it's Mick Foley! Foley slugs away at Triple H, cracking him over and over again right upside his head! Foley slams The Cerebral Assassin's head off the steel steps, while both Big Show and The Rock return to their feet in the ring. A brief exchange results in Rocky connecting on a floatover DDT that leaves the WWF Champion laying.
On the outside, Foley is still going to work on HHH. Rock is now leaning against the ropes, observing his best friend beat the hell out of his worst enemy. Mick sits The Game up against the barricade, and takes a few steps away from him. Then, with a full head of steam, Foley looks to drive his knee into the cranium of Triple H!
But instead, The Game moves, and Foley slams into the security barricade with tremendous force! Triple H rips off the referee shirt, leaving him with only his taped fists and athletic pants on. Hunter goes in on Foley with a barrage of right hands to the face, then tosses him face-first into the metal ringpost. The number one contender for the WWF Title grabs a steel chair from ringside while Rocky and Big Show go at it again in the ring, Big Show now smothering The Rock in the corner with elbows.
Triple H demolishes Foley with the chair, sending a sickening sound throughout the arena. When the camera goes back to Foley lying on the ground near the ring apron, we see that he's been busted open, and the chair that remains in Triple H's right hand has a large indent from the impact of Mrs. Foley's Baby Boy's face. In the ring, The Rock takes Big Show to the mat with a thunderous spinebuster! As he flings his elbow pad into the crowd, Triple H is dishing out serious damage in the form of more right hands to the open wound of Mick Foley.
The Rock drills Big Show with The People's Elbow, but can't help but be distracted at the gruesome images on the outside of the ring that he can do nothing about. The Game drags Mick Foley's beaten carcass to the announce table, which HHH preps by ripping off the protective covering and all the monitors. Hunter heaves Foley up onto the table and does the "suck it" taunt to the crowd before using the PEDIGREE
to drive Foley through the table, with destructive results.
Triple H now has Foley's blood all over him as he rolls back into the ring, where The Rock confronts him. Triple H cockily smiles at The Great One, who winds up to lay the smack down on The Game, which would cost him his spot in the Royal Rumble!
Just before he can follow through, however, he's spun around and wrapped around the throat by the massive hand of The Big Show! Big Show hoists The Brahma Bull high into the air, and brings him back down to the mat with an explosive CHOKESLAM
Winner: Big Show (9:48)
Triple H exits the ring and grabs the WWF Title so he, as the official, can hand it to Big Show. Big Show pays absolutely no attention, for he's doing a mixture of talking trash to The Rock and playing up to the crowd, who are almost entirely booing him. The Game rolls back into the ring with the title belt, and rather than presenting the "Big Nasty Bastard" with it, he clocks him over the head! Immediately, all the jeers that Big Show were receiving are transferred over to HHH, who stands tall amongst the wreckage. With Foley down, The Rock down, and Big Show down, Triple H holds the World Wrestling Federation Championship belt high above his head as the show fades away.
Confirmed for Royal Rumble:
PLUS, the 30-Man Royal Rumble Match!
Names confirmed: The Rock, Kane, X-Pac, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Edge, Christian, Bubba Ray Dudley, D-Von Dudley, Viscera, Al Snow, Val Venis, Test, and so many more!