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619indahouse · 03-26-2008, 07:00 AM

I won't be on the forum for several days, becasue I'l be in Florida on a school trip. Here's Smackdown! until then. Any reviews that this recievs, or anythat I've promsed will be returned when I get back Sunday. Hope you enjoy!

The show opens with a video package highlighting last week’s Jericho/Undertaker confrontation…

Quote:

Y2J: ….so I heard Detroit was the Motor City…
(abrupt pop)

Y2J: …and I can fully understand because you people in Detroit will not shut those ‘Motor’ mouths of yours!

Y2J: You people act like you booing me is making a mark on me. You people antagonizing my good name is the LAST thing on my mind right now!

Y2J: …but since I’m the only person in this entire arena with an education above sixth grade level, ‘antagonizing’ means ‘making me look bad’.

Y2J: So here I am…Chris Jericho…with no World Heavyweight Championship in hand.

Y2J: But I don’t need a championship belt to know that I’m better than every single one of you and every single person in that locker room. That means I’m better than this loser in the front row, I’m better than The Rock, I’m better than that guy who spelled his sign wrong…and I know I’m damn better than Rob Van Dam!
(Scene flashes to Jericho and Van Dam bumping into each other in the hall during Smackdown!)

Y2J: And to my dear Jerichoholics…

Y2J: …you won’t have to wait very long for that World Heavyweight Championship to go back around this gorgeous waist. Because RVD, come Judgment Day, I’m taking my title back!
(Switches back to the backstage confrontation between Van Dam and Jericho, with Jericho staring hard at Van Dam’s World Heavyweight Championship)

Y2J: But first I have to address something else that’s been bothering me-the fact that, as wrong as they are, there are some people in the back saying that I didn’t deserve the World Heavyweight title to begin with.

Y2J: But if there are still those backstage that think they are better than me and can take me on, and prove they deserve gold…you can meet me in this ring next week, one on one.

Y2J: …but no one will step up. Because there is no one who fits those qualifications, and no one ever will.
(Heat)

Y2J: Strike me down with lightning if I’m proved wrong, but there will never…EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVER be anyone…better…than…Y-2-J!
(Heat. Jericho throws the mike down with this statement and awaits his music to leave, but suddenly…)

*gong…gong…*

The arena goes dark, Jericho has a look of sort of panic on his face, as ‘Graveyard Symphony’ roars through the arena, fog forms at the entrance ramp…and The Undertaker makes his way out (to a HUGE pop), stopping on the stage. Jericho’s eyes are on lock with the Deadman, but ‘Taker has his head down. He lifts it up quickly, then raises his arms slowly…and LIGHTNING SHOOTS FORTH FROM HIS FINGERS TOWARD THE RING. Jericho is startled immensely, as the ring falls apart around him. The ropes fall and the turnbuckles collapse, as The Undertaker looks on with vengeance in his eye.

Afterward, we see the opening vignettes and “Rise Up” blares, as the camera pans around the arena with signs like ‘Hardcore Haven!’, ‘Van Dam is da Man’, and ‘Jericho will R.I.P’. As the camera returns to the ring, we hear ‘Break Down the Walls’. Chris Jericho comes down to a mixed reaction, but mostly heat.

Y2J: I was sitting in my hotel room before I had to come to this dump of an arena today.
(Heat)

Y2J: What was I doing in there? Well, I could’ve ordered room service with a nice, big pizza to myself, I could’ve called my mom back home, or I could’ve taken a little lady in there and reminded her why I’m the Sexy Beast…
(Brief pop)

Y2J: …but all I could do was sit on that bed and think of why I didn’t have the World Heavyweight Championship in my suitcase. There were two methods to my madness: one, someone completely undeserving is holding that World Heavyweight Championship-
(Heat)

Y2J: -and two, I realized that barley a week before, some walking zombie with a chip on his decaying shoulder accepted my open challenge by shooting lightning from his rotting fingertips, causing the very ring around me to collapse like his heart did many years ago.
(BIG pop)

Y2J: So not only does Rob Van Dam have a big target on his back that I put there, but now I’ve got a target on my back that The Undertaker put there.

Y2J: But let me clear something up to you two: gold or no gold, lightning or no lightning, crazed or not, I’ll take you both on!
(Slight pop)

Y2J: …someone in that locker room had the nerve to come up to me earlier today. He asked me ‘Jericho…are you afraid of The Undertaker?’
(Pop)

Y2J: Again, you people antagonizing me is the least of my worries.
(Heat)

Y2J: Continuing, I looked at that guy in the locker room and said ‘The Undertaker is afraid of Chris Jericho.’
(Heat)

Y2J: As impossible as that sounds people, its damn true! Why else would a guy stand waaaaaaaaay up that entrance ramp after surprising me, and shoot lightning bolts waaaaaaaaaay down here? Answer: he’s just that scared.
(heat)

Y2J: So he just came off a fluke win at Wrestlemania 23…big whoop, he’s done that, what, fifteen times now? Judgment Day isn’t Wrestlemania, Deadman. Judgment Day is an event of redemption. You’ve got nothing to redeem yourself for, and I have everything to be redeemed for. So why don’t you just call off our match tonight right now, as not to waste my time with someone undeserving and your time from having your very own decaying bones shoved down your throat.
(HUGE heat. When the crowd dies down, ‘Fury of the Storm’ blares on the sound system, as World Heavyweight Champion Rob Van Dam comes down the ramp to a huge pop. He grabs a mike, then stares down with Jericho)

RVD: So the hunter has become the hunted, huh?

Y2J: Rob, just hush! What kind of nerve do you have to come out here and interrupt me? These fans were enjoying every word of my serenade!
(BIG heat)

RVD: You think they were enjoying your ‘serenade’? So you take those moans and groans and think they’re listening to you?

Y2J: Rob, when a lion roars in the jungle, every breathing creature in wildlife listens. I am that lion and I’m roaring. You have no choice but to listen.
(Heat)

RVD: Alright, I’ll let you have that one. But Chris, if you’re the lion…why do I have your mane?
(RVD points at the World Heavyweight Championship slung around his shoulder)

Y2J: …RVD, you don’t have my mane. You’re simply holding it for me. But again I say to you Rob Van Dam, I am the lion of this Smackdown jungle. The lion is a predator, a hunter if you will. Rob, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed…but you’ve got one big target on your back. In the wild, the last thing you wanna be is the bottom of the food chain.

RVD: Jericho, there’s two big problems with your ‘jungle theory’. One-how can I be at the bottom of the food chain if I’m the one holding the biggest gold? Second…you can’t be a lion, Chris. You’re being just as much hunted as I am.

Y2J: Well Rob, lions sometimes…well…get hunted. Evil little poachers who wanna feed off of the lion’s success in his jungle to sell his hide for high prices try to hunt down the lion. That poacher…is The Undertaker.
(Pop at the mention of ‘Taker)

RVD: Cut the crap, Chris. You wanted your re-match at Judgment Day, and I said I’d let you have it. You opened that big mouth of yours and issued a challenge to split it with anyone you thought they could beat you. You say you have everything to be redeemed for, but you’re showing signs of a guy who’s spinning the wheel of fortune while gambling everything he’s got.
(Pop)

RVD: You’re just afraid that someone accepted your challenge. Not just anyone…but the challenger of all challengers. Maybe a guy who pulls better mind tricks than Y2J. Maybe a guy who has a better chance at getting this gold than Chris Jericho himself. Maybe a guy who really is the ‘Human Highlight Reel’. You just can’t accept it yet, can you?
(Pop)

RVD: But ya know what, Chris? When The Undertaker takes you on later, I’m gonna be right there, front row seat, laughing my head off at every blow he strikes you with because you deserve every lick you’re gonna get.
(BIG pop)

Y2J: …don’t you preach to me!! You don’t know what goes on inside the head of Chris Jericho…but I do know something, Rob.
(Veers close to the side of Van Dam’s head with the WHC slung around the shoulder, and starts to speak into his ear while speaking into the microphone)

Y2J: I’m not scared of him…but you should be. He’s not coming after me because I issued a challenge for anyone worthy…he’s coming for YOU. I’m just someone else in his way…the sooner you figure out to watch your back rather than watch mine…the better.
(Jericho throws his mike down. He and RVD stare each other dead in the eye, virtually kissing one another. Then, RVD takes the title off his shoulder…and holds it in the air above both men’s heads.)

Cole: What an explosive way to begin this week’s edition of Friday Night Smackdown!

Styles: Explosive indeed, with Jericho and Rob Van Dam, Judgment Day opponents, locked in a bitter stare that’s 3 months in the making!

*gong…gong*

(The arena goes completely dark, as the crowd lets out a huge pop. Jericho and RVD can barley be seen scrambling from the middle ring. A big fog starts to form at the entrance ramp.)

Cole: Oh my…that eerie tune can only mean the arrival of one man…The Undertaker!
(‘Taker has not yet appeared, nor does he. The fog at the ramp gets thicker, and all we hear is the voice of the Deadman from the ramp)

Undertaker’s Voice: Chris…Jericho…there are no lions in Death Valley. If you insist on addressing yourself so, than I will become your extinction…
(pop)

Voice: …and as far as me being ‘afraid’, Chris…you couldn’t be farther from the truth…but Rob…Van…Dam…you are my true target. You possess something I desire, and I will go through hell to get it around my waist.
(Pop)

Voice: On my way through hell, I’ll bring you both along for the ride.

*gong*
(The lights return, only to have both Jericho and Van Dam on the ground in pain. The World Heavyweight Championship sits not far from the bodies of both men)

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

Styles: The wrath of the Undertaker certainly is felt here this evening, ladies and gentlemen!

Cole: Indeed, with both Chris Jericho and Rob Van Dam feeling it! Moments ago in case you’re just ****ing us folks, The Undertaker solidified his goal of becoming World Heavyweight Champion by seemingly downing both his opponents on the canvas while simultaneously, his voice spoke from the titantron.

Styles: A chilling moment indeed, but what a great night we have in store for you, ladies and gents!

Cole: That’s true, partner! We have the second half of the United States Tournament bracket set up and ready to go this evening. Only 4 men advance. Who will move on one more step toward gold?

Styles: Not only that, but we’ve got Chavo Guererro in the ring with what he claims is an important announcement regarding his future in the WWE.

Cole: But as we saw just moments ago, The Undertaker has his sights set on Chris Jericho, Rob Van Dam, and the World Heavyweight Championship. If the Deadman can defeat Jericho here tonight, he’ll make it a Triple Threat match at Judgment Day for the Heavyweight crown!!!

“Man in the Box’ hits the speakers, as Tommy Dreamer comes down the entrance ramp to a huge pop, ready to start his quest for United States gold.

“4-Up” plays now, as the cocky and brash Elijah Burke steps down the ramp, to see if he can attain US gold.

MATCH 1
(One fall, United States Championship Tournament, Rd. 1)

Tommy Dreamer v. Elijah Burke

Match Re-Cap: Both men lock up at the onset, seemingly wrenching each other apart. Both men begin to show exhaustion, but Burke surprises the veteran Dreamer with a hard knee to the face. He holds on to Dreamer’s head and delivers several subsequent knees to the head. Dreamer catches one of the last knee shots and turns it into a counter dragon screw. After this, he works on Burke’s knee with more dragon screws, a shin breaker, and a vicious leg lock. When Dreamer attempts a suplex, however, Burke sees his opening and whips the Innovator into a corner. Dreamer falls, while Burke hits him with the Anti-Gravity Elbow. Dreamer recovers and surprises Burke with a nice neckbreaker, and then a DDT attempt. Again, Burke goes to his knees-he delivers one more to Dreamer’s face, forces him in the corner, and hits the Elijah Express for the win, advancing him in the tourney.

Winner: Elijah Burke

The scene switches backstage, where we see The Rock appear. The crowd delivers a huge pop. He doesn’t seem to have a real destination, but he bumps into someone on the way down the hall…

Rock: Hey, mind watchin’ where you’re goin’, jabroni?
(The bumper turns around…Armondo Estrada?!?!?)

Estrada: Parrrrdon, Meester, how you say…Rocky! Excus me, but I am looking for someone. Could you care to…how you say…assist me?

Rock: …does The Rock look like some sort or your compadre? Is The Rock your amigo? No, The Rock doesn’t think so. The Rock will assist you to find your room in the Smackdown Hotel if you don’t mind that.

Estrada: Ooooooh, dey told me you would be a spicy one, HAHA! But let me tell you someting, Mr. Rock. My name es ARRMONDOOOOO ALLIJANDRROOOO ESRRR-

Rock: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT ‘CHO NAME IS!
(Pop)

Estrada: (wiping the spit from his shades) Joo have no idea what you may have just gotten yourself into. I will be sure that who I am looking for makes you pay!!
(He walks off in a huff, with Rock staring back at him with the People’s Eyebrow. He then turns to the camera)

Rock: …alright, who the hell let that damn little Jalapeño in the building?
(The crowd laughs, as Rock walks away, asking the same question to people beyond the camera)

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

‘I’m Comin’’ hits the speakers, as MVP comes down the ramp to heat. He bursts from his inflatable and storms down to the ring.

‘Dark Rising’ blares, as the vampire Kevin Thorn walks down to greet MVP in the ring.

MATCH 2
(One fall, United States Championship Tournament, Rd. 1)

MVP v. Kevin Thorn

Match Re-Cap: The match starts off surprisingly. MVP approaches Thorn, but the vampire smashes Porter with a clenched backhand. As MVP turns and grabs his jaw in shock, Thorn grabs him and hits a walking sideslam. MVP kicks Thorn in the head on the recovery, and rebounds off the rope. He hits Thorn with three repetitive clotheslines. On one more rebound, Thorn nails MVP with a big boot to the jaw. Porter doesn’t fall, simply teeters. Thorn rushes at MVP, but Porter catches him around the shoulder and jaw, and performs a bottom jawbreaker. MVP now rushes toward Thorn, but Thorn catches him on his shoulder. The vampire then executes a steamroller powerslam, a unique counter. He nails a chin lock for a couple minutes before MVP gets on his feet and drives Thorn back into the corner. He nails a picture perfect Mafia Kick. As Thorn trugs groggily out of the corner, MVP hoists him in the air-and nails a brainbuster that he calls Da Money Maka…a new finisher. The three count soon follows.

Winner: Montel Vontavious Porter

(The scene switches again to the backstage area, as we see Kurt Angle. The fans deliver mostly a pop, until Gregory Helms walks in to mostly a heel reaction)

Angle: You are one sneaky SOB, ya know that? Last week, I was in quite possibly the match of my life…MY LIFE…against Batista. One on one, just like I’d wanted for months. But how was that taken away from me? Directly from the hands of YOU…Gregory freakin’ Helms. You’d better have a good explanation boy, or I’ll snap your ankle so fast-

Helms: Hold the phone there, Kurt! I told you last week right here in the locker room that when Gregory Helms seeks to get better, he goes out and does so. I can’t get any betta at the point I am now unless I get help from the best…you Kurt Angle, are the very best.

Angle: Alright, alright, I get it already! You wanna get better, you want me to help, blah blah blah blah blah! Just because you want help doesn’t mean I want help from you! You wanted to catch my attention so I could help you? How about we get somethin’ straight right now-you don’t catch my attention by interrupting my match with steel chair in hand. You get attention from this Angle by showing him some respect.

Helms: …well said, Kurt. I now you respect the ‘Code of the Warrior’ and what-not, but since you see it that way…I guess I have to too. I don’t like it one bit, but if that’s what you want, then you got it. I won’t go anywhere near your tournament match next week.

Angle: And I won’t go anywhere near yours. But I’m still undecided as to whether or not I’ll ‘help’ you.

Helms: When I’m through with whoever it is next week, you’ll be beggin’ for a partner like me.
(Helms pats Angle twice on the shoulder in an assuring manner before walking away. Angle watches him leave in disgust, before looking at his contacted shoulder the same way. He brushes off his shoulder before the camera goes back to the arena)

Cole: Wow, this alliance between Kurt Angle and Gregory Helms seems to be crumbling before it can even begin!

Styles: It certainly appears so! I’m wondering how both men will fare, as they’re both in the quarterfinals of the United States Championship tournament next week.

Cole: That’ll be next week, partner.
(“Chavo Caliente” hits the speakers, as Chavo Guererro comes down the ramp with a somewhat humble look on his face. The fans actually deliver a big mixed reaction to him as he makes his way to the ring with his microphone)

Cole: Well, here’s Chavo Guererro ready to speak on his future in the business.

Styles: One can only wonder why Chavo would request for this, after suffering yet another shortcoming in his quest for the Cruiserweight Championship at Wrestlemania last week.

Chavo: You know what they always say…if you try, try, and try you will succeed. I’ve been trying…I’ve been trying and trying plenty…but I just can’t seem to do it. I’m not just talking about the Cruiserweight Championship I still can’t get my hands on, but as a wrestler as a whole.
(Murmurs)

Chavo: I’ve come to realize in my career that people are not gonna pay to see the name ‘Chavo Guererro’ on any Pay-Per-View card like they would Eddie or Chris Benoit.
(Pop)

Chavo: Those two men…both of those men…I followed in their footsteps for much of my career…
(Fights back tears)

Chavo: …over a year ago, as we all know…my uncle Eddie was taken away from us. Just last week, Chris Benoit, my friend and a man I looked up to like my uncle, walked away from the business he loved. Since last week, I have been beginning to question who I am as a professional wrestler.
(Wipes away tear)

Chavo: The answer to that question is…I am a Guererro. I may not be the best Guererro ever, but I have it in my blood to keep going, regardless of how the cards are stacked against me.
(Pop)

Chavo: …that would be true any other day. But this Guererro has reached a dilemma. After those two men leaving the ring…I’m just not sure if I can go any more.
(Pops of ‘Chavo don’t go!’ are heard)

Chavo: …but I’m not leaving without a fight! I don’t want anything left undone if I have to walk out those doors for the last time! So right now, I want you, SABU!!!!
(A brief pop, before “Huka Blues” hits the stage, as the Cruiserweight Champion of the World, Sabu, comes down the ramp looking with the same fierce expression he always possesses.)

Chavo: Now Sabu…for the past several months, I’ve been at war with you over that title around your waist right now. You beat me at the Royal Rumble when I thought it was mine…you beat me at No Way Out, where I was previously undefeated, and again snatched the title away from me, even with the odds in my favor. At Wrestlemania 23, my own careless errors caused you to retain that title once more.

Sabu: What’re you trying to say, Chavo?

Chavo: I’m saying…that I challenge you for another match at Judgment Day for the Cruiserweight Championship of the World. Strictly one on one, nothing fancy or special…
(Heat)

Chavo: …with one exception. If I lose to you at Judgment Day…if I don’t walk out as Cruiserweight Champion…I will RETIRE.
(Crowd gives a surprising pop)

Chavo: So out of respect, Sabu, I want to finish business with you, even if it is the very last thing I do in this ring.
(Chavo stares in the eyes of Sabu…then extends his hand)

Chavo: It’s your call.

Sabu: …
(He hesitates a little…before extending his hand as well, shaking the hand of the Guererro. The crowd pops big, as quite possibly the biggest match of Chavo’s career)

Cole: I like that Chavo is going all-or-nothing…but his career?

Styles: Chavo may have set a date for his own personal Judgment Day against Sabu, for Cruiserweight gold!

Cole: Well, we’ve got a possible feud that’s just beginning, but its already boiling over-The Undertaker takes on Chris Jericho, one on one, for half of the #1 Contendership!

Styles: That’ll be huge, but up next, two other fierce rivals face off in the US Championship tourney-William Regal and the Big Red Machine, Kane!

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

PYRO!!!‘Slow Chemical’ begins to play, as a big pop is heard for Kane, heading down the ramp and into the ring. Regal is already there, having arrived during the break.

MATCH 3
(One fall, United States Championship Tournament, Rd. 1)

Kane v. William Regal

Match Re-Cap: These two fierce rivals start off with Regal getting a cheap shot with a hard, rushing knee strike to the gut. Regal goes for the rebound to try to hit another knee, but Kane catches it and seems to want to hit a shin breaker-but he keeps his momentum going back, performing a nifty backdrop. He attempts a quick elbow drop, but the downed Regal grabs his elbow and doesn’t let go. He twists it into an armbar. Kane can’t maneuver his way out of it, but Regal rises off the mat. He steps on Kane’s wrist, increasing the pressure on the arm. Regal adds insult to injury and kicks Kane in the face, then hits a knee drop on Kane’s wrist, all while keeping the iron grip on the arm. He lets go, only to rebound off the ropes to nail the move he missed earlier-a knee to Kane’s face while he’s on his knees. Kane doges the attack, and reaches upward…and grabs Regal’s throat! Regal face says it all, as Kane rises still holding the Brit’s neck. When he returns to his feet, he lefts Regal up like a sack of rice-and nails the Chokeslam from Hell.

Winner: Kane

The scene switches backstage, where we are greeted by the beautiful Krystal Marshall.

Krystal: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the Phenomenal A-J-STYLES!!!
(Pop is heard, as the camera pans to the right to reveal AJ Styles. He removes his hood and greets Krystal)

AJ: Krystal! Nice to see you!

Krystal: Great to see you too, AJ! My first question for you is how do you think you’ll do next week against your opponent in the United States Championship tournament?

AJ: I don’t think there’s any question that AJ Styles will come out on top and provide a show! …but I like not knowin’ who I’m facin’…’cause that means they don’t know who they’re facin’…

Krystal: Okay AJ, don’t hurt yourself. Now, many in our WWE fan base just might not know who exactly AJ Styles is. Could you tell us some things about just who ‘The One’ is?

AJ: Well…no, can’t say that…oh yeah, there’s…no, can’t say that either…all I can say is that I’ve been doin’ this for years. And every time I step inbetween those ropes, I give it my all and put on a show. Not much I can say…except that I’m simply Phenomenal!
(Crowd pops. Styles stands with his arms out…but he’s attacked from behind??!? Krystal screams, but the face of the attacker is revealed…Hardcore Holly?)

Holly: There shouldn’t be a tournament. I should be US Champion…end of story! You wanna suddenly burst in here and think you can take your shot by knocking me out? I don’t think so!
(Holly gets big heat as he leaves he scene. He stares at Krystal as he walks by, causing her to jump back in fright)

And now, RadioShack® and Gillette© present the WWE RAW Rebound!

Quote:

Tazz: It is our pleasure to officially reinstate the WWE Hardcore Championship back into circulation!
(Both men lift the cover, revealing the old, but new, Hardcore Championship in all its trashy glory)

JR: There it is, ladies and gentlemen! The Hardcore Championship has returned to the WWE!

-Highlights from the Hardcore match for the title are shown, with Finlay walking away with the belt. We are then taken to the footage of Shane & Flair meeting in the back…

Shane: Ric! Havin’ a nice night? I saw John Cena beat my World’s Greatest Tag Team with a little bit of help, huh? Lucky that the Hardyz were in the arena. I heard that something happened to Carlito earlier-

Flair: Shut up. Quit your babbling and listen, ‘cause you’d better get me some answers…and fast. Why did you send Booker and Khali to beat up Carlito?

Shane: Flair, my man, don’t jump to conclusions! I know it may seem like…oh, I don’t know…I premeditated it, knew Carlito’d be there, sent them out…but I swear to you Ric, I had nothing to do with Carlito’s assault.

Flair: Uh-huh, since when were you and your father never behind something like that? The destruction of someone for your own personal gain?

Shane: Funny you should mention that, Ric…if I’m not mistaken, your destruction-I mean-your match isn’t long away, is it not? I think you’d better stop worrying about who shoved Carlito’s apple down his throat, and start thinkin’ about which nursing home I’m gonna make you attend.
(Shane walks away, leaving Flair with a snarl. The camera pans past Flair’s head, where we see a black baseball bat leaning against the wall. As Flair walks away, the bat disappears with a black flash that seems to rush by it.)

-Highlights from the Steel Cage match are shown, with Flair vigorously trying to defend himself, but Khali and Booker destroying him at every turn. Cena comes down the ramp to try and defend him, but to no avail. Shane goes up to Flair when he’s bleeding against the cage-

Shane: You like that?!? Huh? You want a war now?!

-The footage rolls on…then the lights go out.

The crowd delivers a big, but mysterious pop. ‘Seek & Destroy’ blares on the sound system, as Sting’s titantron begins to show and his song continues to play. The ring security has already made their way up the ramp, all except those already on Cena, to hold back the expecting Icon. The crowd’s pop is huge, and many are expecting Sting to pop out the stage…but then we all look up. STING ENTERS FROM THE RAFTERS BEING HOISTED BY CABLE WIRE!!!!! HE ENTERS VIA ABOVE!!! The crowd’s pop is huge, as Sting enters the cage from the top. He’s clutching his signature bat with a vengeance, as he WHACKS KING BOOKER IN THE GUT, THEN THE BACK!!! The crowd’s pop only gets bigger, as Sting then turns his fury toward the 7 foot Punjab giant. Sting takes his bat-swings at Khali-and CONNECTS, SHATTERING THE BAT AND SENDING KHALI DOWN WITH A THUNDEROUS IMPACT!!! The roof has literally blown off the place, as Shane stands with his mouth wide open, unable to budge. He simply follows Sting’s movements as he picks up the lifeless Flair and brings him over to the cage door, where he walks out with him, causing the bell to ring and completing the upset.

JR: THAT’S IT!!! THAT’S IT!!! THE LOOK ON SHANE MCMAHON’S FACE SAYS IT ALL!!!

JL: Ric Flair pulls it out! Sting may have just officially pissed off his new boss!!!

(Sting approaches Cena, as both men help Flair up the ramp. They get on both sides of him, and raise his hands in victory)

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

When we return, we hear ‘Hung Out to Dry’ by FuManchu on the speakers, as The Most Dangerous Men, the team of Paul Burchill and Maven, make their way down the ramp and perform their ****t taunt. Their opponents are already in the ring. They’re two local wrestlers, trying to make a name for themselves.

MATCH 4
(One fall, tag team match)

The Most Dangerous Men(Paul Burchill & Maven) v. Nick Hutchinson & Brian Houston(Local wrestlers)

Match Re-Cap: Maven starts it off for his team, while Hutchinson for his. From the git go, the MDM prove their dominance. Maven grabs a punch from Hutchinson and wrenching his arm, steps over it, and kicks him in the face. A grounded rebound dropkick follows. Hutchinson gets pulled into the corner, as Burchill gets the tag in. Upon Burchill’s tag in, he hits a springboard enseguri on the local guy. He follows up with a German suplex, then tags in Maven. Hutch tags in Houston. Maven reverses an immediate belly-to-belly into a neckbreaker. Burchill goes over to the other apron, pulls Hutchinson off, and hits him with the flip bottom-the C-4. He sneaks in the ring while Maven holds the waist of Houston. Burch rebounds and hits a spinning neckbreaker on him, while Maven holds on and performs a German suplex of sorts. The final product is what appears to be an impressive neckbreaker/German suplex double team-The Most Dangerous Neckplex! Maven holds on with the bridge for the win.

Winners: The Most Dangerous Men
Afterward, both Maven and Burchill grab microphones…

Burchill: Since coming to Smackdown! just a few weeks ago, its hard to believe some people still don’t know who we are. Let me remind you that I am Paul Burchill, The Butcher!

Maven: And I’m Maven, The Murderer! You’d better remember this…especially you two fools…that we are the Most Dangerous Men you’ll ever meet!
(They drop the mikes and perform their taunt once more, to a mostly heel reaction from the crowd. The camera returns backstage, where we see Gregory Helms…again)

Helms: See, those guys work great as a team! If only Kurt could see how I could help him if he helped me-

???: -then you’d both be in for it.
(Helms turns around to greet this mysterious voice…Batista! The crowd pops, as Helms’ facial expression turns to surprise)

Helms: Ba-Ba-Batista? What do you want from me?

Batista: You know damn well what I want! I want a fair, one on one match with Kurt Angle. You denied me that last week when you wanted to ‘impress’ Angle for reasons I don’t even know why.

Helms: Batista, sometimes ya just gotta do what ya gotta do-

Batista: -that’s why somethin’ I gotta do is kick your ass so I can get you out of the picture, so I can get Angle all to myself! Now the next time you step in the ring with me…no, wait…the next time I see you, you’d better run, or I’ll break you in two.
(Pop. Helms seems scared, but recomposes to cover it up. He walks away slowly, not taking his eyes off Batista)

Cole: Ohhh boy, I’d really hate to be in Gregory Helms’ shoes right now.

Styles: Tell me about it. He’s got Kurt Angle AND The Animal against him! Talk about failed plans.

Cole: Well maybe The Undertaker’s plans of winning the World Heavyweight Championship start right here, tonight, when he faces Chris Jericho in the main event!

Styles: I can’t wait, but up next, another United States Championship tournament match. Who will it be? We’ll just have to wait!

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

WWE Magazine presents the WWE Slam of the Week!

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We return to RAW Monday Night, in John Cena’s handicapped match against the WGTT. Just when things look grim for Cena, the Hardyz, Matt & Jeff, run at ringside and distract the men. Cena tosses Benjamin over the ropes, and FUs Haas. The package ends with the Hardyz on the entrance ramp.

MATCH 5
(One fall, United States Championship Tournament, Rd. 1)

Deuce w/Domino & Cherry v. Matt Hardy

Match Re-Cap: At the very beginning of the match, Deuce takes off his shirt and slings it at Matt, blinding him for a moment. As Matt tries to remove it, Deuce nails a hard clothesline. Deuce takes his shirt from Matt’s head, and slings it out of the ring. He locks Matt in a grounded sleeper hold, but Matt breaks out of it after feeding off the energy from the crowd. He rises to his feet with Deuce still with the grip locked in, but Matt elbows him in the gut and drops Deuce’s jaw on his own head, hitting a stunner-like jawbreaker. A clothesline follows. Deuce is groggy, but has enough left to reverse a Side Effect attempt into a powerslam. He taunts and brings Matt back to his feet, and holds him in a reverse DDT position. Hardy counters and maneuvers his way out it-and turns it into a Twist of Fate.

Winner: Matt Hardy

Cole: Great to see Matt Hardy doing on and advancing, Joey.

Styles: I have to agree on that. I think he just might be the odds favorite coming into this!

Cole: I wouldn’t put it past him, but what I really can’t wait for is almost here-Chris Jericho taking on the Undertaker. #1 Contendership on the line, who will walk away with it?

Styles: And that is…next!!!

A promo airs for WWE Backlash…

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A marked king of his realm…

Scene flashes of Shawn Michaels with the WWE Championship

Challenged by five knights…

Flashes of John Cena, Edge, Randy Orton, Ken Kennedy, and Triple H

By a decree of brutality, the crown shall be passed…

Shane McMahon: At Backlash, for the WWE Championship, we’re gonna have an ELIMINATION CHAMBER!!!

With the grand stage behind them…

Triple H: I am the ONLY person here who deserves to even LOOK at that championship!

….some gear up for redemption…

Orton: I’m the only person in this ring who hasn’t held the WWE Championship!

Edge: No one should be negotiating a WWE Championship shot without my name in the running!

Kennedy: The referee will raise my hand high and hand me my newly won title…

….some are gearing up for the Satanic structure…

Cena: I’ve been to hell and back before, because I’ve been in the Elimination Chamber.

….but all are gearing up for the Backlash!

HBK: There’s still one damn good title reign left in these bones, so you’ll have to break them to end it!

“Redemption” by Shadows Fall plays

Announcer: RadioShack® presents WWE Backlash, live from Chicago, Illinois! April 29th, only on Pay-Per-View!!!

***COMMERCIAL BREAK***

We return to hear ‘Fury of the Storm’ blare through the arena, as World Heavyweight Champion Rob Van Dam walks out to an outstanding ovation. He seems in awe at the pop, before going to sit down by Michael Cole at the announcer’s table.

Cole: Welcome back to Smackdown, ladies and gents, and we have a partner for tonight’s main event!

RVD: Hey, what’s happenin’, Michael?

Cole: Just anxiously anticipating the next match, that’s all.

Styles: What’s wrong RVD? Gonna sit over here and not say hi to your ol’ buddy, Joey?

RVD: I couldn’t forget you, Joey! I can’t wait for this match either…OH MY GOOD!!!

Styles: (laughing) I’m suing for copyright infringement!

The arena goes dark, and a countdown begins on the titantron. The crowd follows it, until

PYRO!!!

…sets off, as “Break Down the Walls” hits the ears of the fans, as Chris Jericho and his massive ego come down the entrance ramp, complete with theatrics.

Styles: Well Rob, at Wrestlemania 23, you out-performed that man and won that World Heavyweight Championship.

RVD: Yeah, but he couldn’t keep his big mouth shut, so now it won’t be just me going against him at Judgment Day.

Cole: Are you predicting a loss by Jericho in that statement?

RVD: Of course. Jericho doesn’t stand a chance against The Undertaker, as great of a wrestler he thinks he is. Jericho’s all ego, alright?

Jericho apparently hears some of this, as he turns to the announcer’s table, points, and he and Van Dam begin arguing. While in the debate, “Graveyard Symphony” starts to play, as a big pop is heard and the lights go out. The Undertaker makes his way down to the ramp.

MAIN EVENT
(One fall, Chris Jericho’s sole #1 Contendership on the line)

Chris Jericho v. The Undertaker

Extended Match Summary: While the bell rings, ‘Taker veers at Rob Van Dam at the announcer’s table. His vision does not veer away, as his eyes stay locked on RVD and the World Heavyweight Championship in front of him. Jericho, taking advantage, spears the Undertaker in the back. He keeps a grip on, and tosses the Phenom into the ropes. Jericho follows in hot pursuit, as he strikes ‘Taker while he’s bouncing. ‘Taker winds up on the apron after the hit. Jericho builds some running momentum, then attempts a springboard triangle dropkick. However, ‘Taker moves from off the apron, so now Jericho shoots through the ropes. His momentum stops with the friction of the ropes, and gets caught between the 1st and 2nd ropes. ‘Taker now sees his window of opportunity, as he climbs back on the apron. He gets on top of Jericho in a seemingly apron-supported pony ride, with Jericho’s upper body in the ring. The Deadman begins a beatdown by holding Jericho’s head, allowing it to pound his fist, and keeping the onslaught going. ‘Taker mashes Jericho’s face in with his fists, and almost forces his head to cave in due to the blows. ‘Taker decides to get things going, so he walks on the apron and makes it to the top rope. Y2J’s limp body stays suspended between the ropes, as ‘Taker drops down with a big leg drop!!! Jericho’s face meets t he canvas, as ‘Taker prepares to get back to his feet. He brings the Human Highlight Reel with him, then tosses him into the corner. ‘Taker begins knocking Jericho around, again, with his educated strikes. He grabs Y2J’s wrist and whips him into the opposite corner. He runs after him hoping for a big splash, but Jericho uses his quickness to outmaneuver the Deadman, and rushes out of the way. He reaches behind the now stunned ‘Taker and pulls him into a school boy…into the Walls of Jericho!!! Jericho is trying to pull ‘Taker into the Walls of Jericho!!! He’s tries to turns ‘Taker on his stomach…NO!!! ‘Taker forces Jericho back with his feet. Jericho goes back hard into the ropes, but instantly rebounds. ‘Taker is on his knees, trying to recover, when Jericho rushes behind him and PLANTS HIS FACE WITH THE VICIOUS FACEBUSTER!!! The cover-

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3-NO!!!

‘Taker sits up after the kick out!!! Jericho kicks the Deadman in the chest to knock him back onto the mat. Y2J then climbs to the apron nearest ‘Taker, and proceeds to attempt a plancha elbow by springboarding over the top rope on the downed Deadman. ‘Taker rolls out of the way, leaving Jericho to hit the unforgiving canvas hard. ‘Taker then gets to his feet and rebounds off the ropes. He returns the facebuster favor to Jericho by hitting a big boot to Jericho while Y2J is rising on his knees. The Deadman refuses to let his offense up, however. He flips his hair out of his face as he reaches down and grabs Jericho by the throat. He keeps his grip there, and BRINGS JERICHO BACK TO HIS FEET, STILL GRIPPING HIS THROAT.

The crowd is popping big, because they know what’s coming…and so does the veteran Sexy Beast. He still has an expression of amazement/terror on his face, but has enough guile to kick the Deadman in the gut, which folds him over. He then proceeds to hit an ECHOING ENSEGURI!!!!!! Undertaker catches his balance on the ropes behind him, but Jericho assaults him, giving him no room to breathe. He rushes at ‘Taker to begin the bawl, but ‘Taker surprises him with a hard throat thrust, sending Y2J sprawling for a second. He returns to his feet, only to be greeted by a running 290-lb behemoth knock his breath out with a vicious clothesline. ‘Taker steps on Jericho’s shoulder as he passes his grounded body, then picks him up by the arm. He then proceeds to give him an arm wrench, and then pop his shoulder numerous times. He wrenches it one more time…then heads for the top rope, still holding on…Old School attempt!!! He makes it halfway across the ropes, about to leap off with the huge blow, when Jericho, again, out-maneuvers him and begins a flurry of reversals. At the end of it, Jericho is the one standing, but he’s holding ‘Taker’s legs! ANOTHER WALLS OF JERICHO ATTEMPT!!! However, he is thwarted this time around by the crafty style of the Phenom. Jericho gets too close to the Undertaker for his own good in the Walls struggle, so ‘Taker grabs hold of one of Jericho’s arms. He doesn’t let go, as he kicks the back of one of Jericho’s legs, then wraps his legs around Y2J’s neck…the TRIANGLE CHOKE!!! The crowd is going nuts, but Jericho has a look of pain on his face…

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…….Jericho crawls toward the ropes……….
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…………..HE GRABS THEM!!! JERICHO REACHES FOR THE ROPES FOR DEAR LIFE!!!

The Deadman is forced to release his grip on the Sexy Beast, but holds onto his arm. Jericho reaches for his shoulder in pain, but ‘Taker doesn’t care. He gets him close to the corner again, and walks the rope again…this time hitting him with a successful Old School. It’s ‘Taker’s turn for a fall…

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2…

3-NO!!!!

Jericho has the lionheart to kick out at 2!!! ‘Taker has ‘bout had enough of Jericho anyway, so he brings him back to his feet after a couple punches-he’s ready to end this. He positions Jericho…Tombstone Piledriver position! He’s got it…NO!!! Jericho hits ‘Taker with a hard knee to the skull, which stupefies the Deadman long enough for Jericho to find a way out of the Piledriver attempt. Jericho drops his lower body…making a bridge, only supported by Jericho holding onto ‘Taker’s crotch. Y2J spins his some momentum around quickly, and turns the awkward bridge into a nice roll-up. The count-

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3-NO!!!

‘Taker practically throws Jericho off of his body. Jericho almost gets flung out of the ring, but he uses the momentum to roll out anyway. He gets heat for stepping out for a breather, but the Deadman instantly follows. Jericho is clutching his shoulder as he walks around the outside area by the entrance ramp. He notices ‘Taker following suit, so he begins to run!!! He rushes all around the ring, chunking both sets of ring steps in the Deadman’s path, trying to derail an undead train that won’t stop pursuing a soul. Eventually, both men end up where the chase started-at the end of the entrance ramp. Here, ‘Taker finally catches Jericho with a hard shot to the neck. He drags Jericho to a point closer to the ring, lifts him up, and delivers some Snake Eyes onto the barricade. ‘Taker grabs at Jericho’s back and neck, tying to get him back in the ring, but Y2J delivers a hard CHOP(Wooooooo!) to back him off. He delivers another defensive CHOP(Wooooooo!) to stun ‘Taker again. After that shot, he takes the Deadman’s head and bounces it off the corner of the ring. The referee’s count is at 6, ready to drop the hand on 7. He’s begging both men to return to the ring. Jericho takes a couple steps back after forcing ‘Taker’s face into the ringside, rushes, and using the iron post as leverage, SMASHES ‘TAKER IN THE FACE WITH A BIG DROPKICK. The Phenom doesn’t fall, however, but unconscious enough for Jericho to roll him back in. The Sexy Beast climbs to the top rope on his way back in, awaiting for ‘Taker to get to his feet. When he does, he’s greeted with a flying reverse elbow from Jericho. Y2J has plenty of momentum now, so he gets on his feet, runs, leaps over ‘Taker…LIONSAULT!!! LIONSAULT!!! LIONSAULT CONNECTING!!!...but Jericho doesn’t bounce off, he just sticks the landing. Either way, the cover-

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NO!! Undertaker rises to his feet holding Jericho the same way he landed! Jericho never popped up on the Lionsault, because ‘Taker had caught him! The Deadman simply adjusts Jericho’s body angle…the crowd pops big…TOMBSTONE!!! TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! The cover-

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Your winner and NEW co-#1 Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship-The Undertaker!!! The crows pops big, as The Undertaker performs his signature taunt-dropping on one knee and sticking out his tongue. RVD stands up and claps for the Deadman…bad idea. The Undertaker’s undivided attention becomes directed right at RVD and his World Heavyweight Championship.

Styles: It seems as though Judgment Day won’t be Van Dam/Jericho II, but RVD defending against both Jericho and The Deadman!!!

Cole: I don’t think it’s a good idea by Rob to seemingly provoke or inspire The Undertaker….

‘Taker is still in a dead lock-stare with RVD, but Van Dam isn’t giving an inch. Undertaker then reaches up…and slashes his throat. The camera pans to RVD. RVD mocks ‘Taker by starting to slash his throat-then shakes his head. He takes that same thumb-and performs his signature taunt. Then, ‘Taker does the unexpected…he points his finger at the announcer’s table…and LIGHTING FLIES FROM HIS FINGERTIPS!!!! THE BOLT STRIKES THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE!!! The announcer’s table ignites into a big fireball!!! RVD, Cole, and Styles scatter in shock. RVD’s World Heavyweight Championship is still on the table, being burned in the rubble. ‘Taker rolls his eyes in the back of his head. We get a glance of the World Heavyweight Championship in the midst of flames as the show goes off the air.

END SHOW

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THE RETURN IS THE ANSWER...

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Yo yo YOOOO!!! I'm back mortals!!!

First off, a little chit-chat. I know I keep coming back to this thread, and the main reason is well, she was my first love. I decided to leave and do other things, but I just couldn't keep her out of the back of my mind. With everything in my actual life straightened out (exams are almost done, school years 'bout over, got my girlfriend back ), its time for 619IDH to not "SAVE" BTB, just make it more fun. I'm gonna try to be as creative as I can for the duration of this thread (hell, I know, the "Save Btb" wasn't even all that original), but I'm here to stay. I've evolved in every aspect of booking since I left this thread...I just hope you guys like my evolution.

Well, seeing as how I've lost my most loyal reader (KF4E), it looks like I'm gonna have to rebuild my thread from the ground up...or Backlash up. I'm gonna kick off with my Backlash 2007 results. If anyone wants to know how I got there and what happened, well, the recaps of everything are a few pages back. I'll post the links of them later, but I'm too excited to do that right now. Anyways, here's the Backlash recap, each match has its own story to tell...

P.S. My last thread had a post on the 28th of April

April 25, 2007
Venue: Joe Louis Arena, Detroit, Michigan
Official Theme: “Redemption” by Shadows Fall

-WINNER TAKES ALL-

The night kicked off with a match with all the stakes on the line and in the air. The winner of this match would walk out of the arena with three accolades: Test’s Intercontinental Championship, Finlay’s Hardcore Championship, and perhaps most important of all, CM Punk’s Money In The Bank briefcase. The match’s end would prove who is indeed the game’s top mid-carder, who would be left behind, and who would rise to the brink of stardom.

Coming into the match, Punk had won the MITB Ladder match at Wrestlemania 23 as Intercontinental Champion, earning fans to prompt him as “Cash Money” Punk.. Coming off of his huge win, his rival prior to Wrestlemania, Finlay, remained on his tail. Not only that, but the returning Test had expressed distaste toward the Straight Edge Superstar as well. With Finlay winning the Hardcore Championship upon its re-inception, he and Test devised a plan that would create a Winner-Takes-All match at Backlash. However, Test would have to win the IC title from Punk the next week. With help from Hornswaggle, a shillelagh, some green mist, and his own Testdrive Neckbreaker, Test took the IC title off of Punk. As they had planned, GM Teddy Long confirmed that Backlash would be a Winner Takes All match between the three men.

From the outset of the match, Finlay was on fire. Operating like a mad surgeon, he picked apart Test’s shoulder, knowing it was his source of power, and CM Punk’s knees, his main source of offense, effectively cutting their respective movesets in half. However, both countered against Finlay with fierce blows. Test, the monster of the crew, buffed out of Finlay’s armbar and nailed several sideslams. Hornswaggle, able to interfere without penalty due to the hardcore stipulation, was chased back to the locker room with a fire extinguisher by Punk. Later in the match, several chairs were introduced. Test nailed his Testdrive Neckbreaker on one of them. The recipient? CM Punk. Finlay managed to lock Test in the Celtic Knot, but a witty pinfall attempt by the MITB holder(Punk) released the hold. As the brawl between the three men raged to the outside, Test was put through a piece of the security barricade by a hard shillelagh from Finlay. CM Punk took advantage, however, and fought Finlay up and down the entrance ramp. They continued to brawl at the stage, when Punk reached in his bag and pulled out…an Anaconda Vise!! Punk drove Finlay off the stag with him, as he locked Finlay up in the cables below, forcing the Irishman to tap, earning Punk a MONSTER victory in front of his home crowd in Chicago.

Winner and NEW Intercontinental Champion AND Hardcore Champion AND STILL MITB Briefcase holder: CM Punk at (9:21)

*UNDISPUTED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS*

It was a time of redemption for the WGTT. Haas and Benjamin had proved themselves, earning themselves yet another tag title reign prior to Wrestlemania. On the flip side, the Hardyz, part of the Smackdown! roster, were locked in a feud for the WWE Tag Team Championships, which they would walk away victoriously with. With the announcement that the Hardcore Championship would be returning, another announcement was made that the World Tag Team Championships and the WWE Tag Team Championships would be unified at Wrestlemania in a 4-team TLC match. The Hardyz and the WGTT went into that match as respective champions, facing the Hooliganz and The Untouchables. The Hardyz walked out as the first ever WWE Undisputed Tag Team Champions. Since the WGTT was on good terms in a faction with Shane McMahon, the owner of the WWE, it didn’t take long for their rematch clause to take effect for their titles (which was now, still in their contract). As the Hardyz geared up for their first ever defense of the new titles, the World’s Greatest sought redemption in the form of dethroning one of the most loved tag teams in wrestling history.

Benjamin and Haas showed off their athleticism early with multiple super kicks and enseguris, not to mention their World’s Greatest finisher. Matt took much of this beating early, but managed to tag in his younger brother and execute plenty of the moves that made them tag team champions in the first place. Plenty of high-octane offense spawned form the North Carolina natives, but they couldn’t single any of the WGTT out because they were constantly tagging, showing off their technical tagging skills. However, amidst their constant offense, the Hardyz found a hole and exploited it, capped off with a Jeff Hardy Swanton Bomb, and walked away still the Undisputed Tag champs. Shane O’ Mac was not pleased.

Winners and STILL Undisputed Tag Team Champions: The Hardyz at (7:44)

-TABLES MATCH FOR THE WWE WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP-

At the Royal Rumble, Victoria, Mickie, and Melina faced off to fill the vacant spot of the WWE Women’s Championship. Victoria filled the void, but at No Way Out she was dethroned by Mickie. At Wrestlemania 23, Melina almost upset the Women’s champ, but Mickie escaped with the gold. However, a very disgruntled Victoria assaulted Mickie right after the match and Double-Underhook Powerbombed her right through the security barricade. A few weeks before, Victoria had done the same to Melina, only Melina was unlucky enough to go through an announcer’s table. A week after Victoria was announced as the #1 Contender for the Women’s Championship, Vickie expressed her satisfaction by putting Mickie through an announcer’s table as well and declared herself the “Black Widow”,, prompting GM Teddy Long to make an announcement: for the first time ever, the Women’s title would be defended in a tables match.

The match kicked off and went through as normal women’s matches would, with slow tempo and not too much action. But then, when Mickie nailed a well placed kick on Victoria’s face, the Black Widow went crazy. Vicky, showing us the crazy side that brought her to the dance, thrashed Mickie from that point forward. One Widow’s Peak wasn’t enough, Vickie hit 3 consecutive finishers but still couldn’t put Mickie away. Mickie fought back with a vicious suplex, and introduced the tables. Vickie slammed Mickie onto a flat table, not breaking it. Vickie tried to use a table herself, but was Mick Kicked in the head in the process. As the match neared an end, Mickie landed a moonsault on Vickie, leaving the crowd in awe. When one table was set up close to a ring corner, the ladies duked it out in that corner. Mickie set the Widow up for a Stratusphere to send her through the table, but Vickie slowed her momentum and pulled Mickie toward her upper-body…and nailed a super Double Underhood Powerbomb through the table, earning her another Women’s Championship.

Winner and NEW WWE Women’s Champion: “The Black Widow” Victoria at (7:56)

As Wrestlemania approached, Ric Flair expressed his distain for Shane’s reign as owner of the WWE. Both Flair and Shane started to assemble alliances within RAW, with Flair recruiting John Cena and Carlito, and Shane earning the services of the WGTT, King Booker, and most notably, The Great Khali. At Wrestlemania, the two met outside the ring, while team representatives faced off in the ring for them. When it was all said and done, Khali was toppled, Flair was bleeding, but John Cena had made King Booker tap out, earning the Natural Order their first big win in the WWE. For the next few weeks, Shane tried to destroy the Natural Order, sending Khali and Booker to destroy Carlito backstage. But to cap it all off, he put Flair in a steel cage match against Khali and Booker. When it all looked to be over for the Nature Boy, Sting descended from above, having made his debut the week before against Shawn Michaels. Sting saved Flair and threw his name in the hat for rebellion against his new boss. Shane punished his latest legend by forcing him to face Khali in a representative battle 2.

Needless to say, Khali dominated the first portion of the match, with his fierce arms and constantly lifting Sting up like a rag doll and throwing him around. However, the more he moved, the more Sting tracked him down. He found a kink in Khali’s armor and began to work on his legs. Sting eventually locked in the Scorpion Leg Lock, but Khali powered out of it rather easily. Khali almost destroyed the morale of the Natural Order when he picked up Sting and threw him on top of the bystanding Flair. This enabled Sting to get his signature baseball bat, and busted Khali aside the head, right in the referee’s face. The bat exploded and caused a DQ, but Sting would not stop his onslaught. He beat Khali with the nub of the bat and the butt end, and even attempted to lock him in the Scorpion Death Drop, but Khali powered out and nailed The Icon with the Chokebomb. Shane stood over Sting like a wandering vulture picking up the pieces, but he was run from the ring by Flair and a steel chair. The crowd went ballistic as Shane pulled Khali back and went up the ramp, truly showing his colors as an owner.

Winner by Disqualification: The Great Khali w/Shane McMahon at (8:33)

Within the hatred of the Natural Order and the O’Mac Attack, Wrestlemania was just the beginning. However, it might have been the beginning of the end for King Booker. After losing to John Cena in embarrassing submission fashion, Shane granted Booker a chance at redemption by facing Carlito at Backlash, with Shane busy with Sting and Flair. Before the match was to begin, Booker met with Shane about putting Carlito away, and that this was Booker’s final chance to prove himself to the Attack.

As the gate opened and both men sought to gain their alliance a victory, things got ugly quick. Carlito often met the bad end of Booker’s legs in the early goings, and Booker usually only saw Carlito’s knees and elbows. The diverse offense early on prompted the fans to get on their feet very much, with Carlito hitting a suicide dive on Booker to the outside at once point, not to mention Booker nailing a Houston Hang Over and almost deadening the crowd and stopping Carlito’s momentum. In probably the most evenly matched event of the night, Carlito even kicked out of Booker’s vicious Book Eng. Likewise, a Carlito Cool Shot didn’t put away the veteran King. The match raged on, as neither man was willing to give an inch. However, Carlito built himself momentum toward match’s end, and found himself behind Booker and attempted a Back Cracker. However, Booker grabbed onto the ropes and caused Carlito to land hard with no cushion. Booker took advantage and nailed Carlito with the Scissors Kick for the win. Afterward, a still flustered Shane McMahon appeared on the titantron and ordered Booker beat Carlito bloody. Booker began to oblige, lifting Carlito into another Scissors Kick, but then stopped himself. He grabbed Carlito’s hair after pausing and said to himself “Naw…naw”, as he threw Carlito’s face down as a sign of respect.

Winner: King Booker at (12:21)