Re: WCW 2001- The Trio Ownership
Phillips Arena, Georgia- Backstage
Meeting W/The Trio Ownership- 10:47 PM
The Recovery… The Scuffle
Out in the ring, Team WCW was battling Team nWo in the War Games. Backstage, Eric Bischoff was standing in Ric Flair’s locker room, staring at the closed briefcase. Bischoff was positive that there was a contract or agreement there that showed something was going on with Ric Flair and Jeff Jarrett… and possibly Steve Borden. Bischoff was convinced that Borden either lied to him about nothing going on between Flair and Jarrett, or Flair played him. Nevertheless, the moment of truth was here. Bischoff stepped up to the briefcase, and opened it. Nothing.
Eric Bischoff: What!? How can this be!? I gotta search through this damn briefcase, something has to be here to prove it!
Bischoff starts searching the briefcase, throwing out paper after paper while trying to find something to give him the proof he needs. Minutes go by… nothing. Soon enough, the briefcase is empty, and Bischoff is standing there, not believing the situation in front of him. Bischoff picked up the briefcase, so that it was upside down… and then he saw it. As he shook the upside down briefcase, a cut in the black interior was visible. Bischoff started to peel away at the flab in the interior of the briefcase, and ripped it all the way open. A white piece of paper was inside the cut. Bischoff picked it up, and left. He had to go out to the ring for the post-match celebrations with the New World Order because Jeff Jarrett was the Champion… which means he was too late! As Bischoff was walking towards the curtain, he unfolded the paper, revealing its contents. It was the agreement between Jarrett and Flair promising Jeff Jarrett a guaranteed World Heavyweight Title reign. Bischoff reached the curtain, so he quickly folded the paper and put it in his jean pocket. He put on his sly grin, and stepped through the curtain.
*10 MINUTES LATER*
Everyone had gathered backstage, the War Games match now over. Flair was bleeding, while Sting was peeling off the dry paint from his face. Bischoff glared at both, looking angry.
Eric Bischoff: I know you guys want to clean up, but come with me… now!
Bischoff turned on his heel, and headed towards a corridor. No one was in the corridor, so that was good enough for Bischoff. If people heard their argument, so what… he wasn’t the one pulling strings behind someone’s back. Flair and Borden followed, confused as to what was going on. Bischoff stopped, and turned to face both men.
Eric Bischoff: You both are assholes…
Flair and Borden looked at each other, slightly confused. Flair was starting to panic. Bischoff glared at them both.
Eric Bischoff: …Especially you, Flair!
Bischoff glared at Flair, and pulled the paper out of his back pocket. He tossed it at Flair.
Eric Bischoff: You think you could get away with this you maniacal son of a bitch!? You think you could try and pull the strings backstage without me knowing!? I’m Eric fucking Bischoff, bitch! I masterminded secret deals, going behind people’s backs! You think you could be like me, and not have me notice it!? I’m The Bisch, bitch! You’re fucking scum! You, you always hated me for being the egomaniacal, slimy, no good son of a bitch, that YOU turned into! You tried to screw with this company, and you went behind my back! I fucking hate you, Flair!
Bischoff spits at the ground of Flair’s boots, and glares at him. Flair looks at Bischoff, shocked, but regains his composure and tries to explain.
Ric Flair: …Look Eric, I can explain… I was trying to help-
Eric Bischoff: Oh, I’ve heard this before! You were trying to help the company, right!? You figured, ‘Oh, if I just give Jarrett a guaranteed World Title shot, it will help the company’! Right!? Fuck you, Flair! You know that these kinds of things do not help the company! I did all of it! I fucked with you! I fucked with the company! You know more than anyone else what it’s like to be screwed with! Because I did it to you, and now, now you’ve done it to me! And you’ve done it with this company!
Steve Borden: Eric…
Eric Bischoff: You shut the hell up too, Borden! You! You knew about this didn’t you!? You lied to me, you no good jerk-off! You told me Flair was clean, and he wasn’t! …That’s it! That’s why you were yelling Jeff wasn’t going to win the Title earlier… you did know! I knew Flair was lying, but I wasn’t sure about you! You, though… you lied too! You played me! You were playing me the whole time! You knew about this didn’t you!? You two both were fucking me from the beginning, weren’t you!?
Bischoff was fuming, furious at Flair and Borden. Members of the WCW roster were starting to surround the three owners. Bischoff looked at the roster, and continued to talk.
Eric Bischoff: You guys hear this!? These two right here, the so called ‘honorable’ wrestlers, Ric Flair and Steve Borden, fucked me over! They fucked you over! They fucked this company over! They went behind all of our backs to give *him*
Bischoff points at Jarrett, who was one of the men in the group.
Eric Bischoff: a guaranteed World Heavyweight Title reign! They played the politics game, but I discovered their plot! These three were playing us all for glory!
Everyone in the group of wrestlers gave Jarrett a dirty look, and took a step away from him. Flair takes a step forward to Bischoff.
Ric Flair: Look Eric, I admit it! I made a deal with Jarrett! He wouldn’t sign with the company unless I gave him something in return, and what he wanted was a guaranteed World Title reign! I did it for the company! I figured he’d get one anyways, so why take away a good star!? I tried to help us, damn it!
Bischoff and Flair stared at each other for almost a minute, not saying a word. Almost the entire WCW roster had now gathered to see what the commotion and yelling was all about.
Eric Bischoff: You’re full of shit…
Ric Flair: Am I, Eric!? Yeah, I made a mistake, I admit it! OKAY!? I fucked up! I did something I shouldn’t have! I did something you’ve done plenty of times! Now you know how I felt you son of a bitch!? Now you know how it feels to be played! So fuck you, Eric! Fuck…
Flair never got to finish what he was saying because Eric sucker punched him right in the jaw with a right hook! Flair staggered to the floor, and the crew of WCW wrestlers all quickly jumped in between Flair and Bischoff, as did Borden. 4 men quickly restrained Bischoff, who was kicking his feet, trying to hit Flair. 4 other men restrained Flair before he could retaliate, and the two owners glared at each other as men yelled, as tension was high as ever. The hatred between Eric Bischoff and Ric Flair was back, and worse than ever…
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World Championship Wrestling 2001 - The Trio Ownership
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