January 9th 2006
Hershey, Penn
RAW
‘To Be The Man... starting acting like one’
We start the show with a video package from last night’s truly shocking events. It starts with Edge getting himself disqualified against Ric Flair in the opening match of the night before quickly cutting through a few more of the mediocre matches of the evening before cutting to Triple H pinning Big Show and it ends with Cena winning and it then cuts to black with Vince McMahon and Edge coming out to the ring. It cuts to a black screen with J.R commentary overlapping and it ends with three slaps of the mat and a bell ring and the most shocking announcement of the decade ‘YOUR NEWWWW WWE CHAMPION.... EDGE!!!’
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J.R.: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the night after the day before as RAW rolls in to Hershey with a new WWE Champion.
Jerry Lawler: I can’t believe it J.R, neither could anyone else last night but Edge is a deserving champion if I saw one. He bided his time and he struck at the right moment and I can’t wait for his long and deserved title run.
J.R.: I will not even begin to point out what is wrong with what you just said but it looks like Edge will be revelling in his title win because he here comes!
YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME...
**METALINGUS**
A truly MASSIVE amount of heat for the Canadian resident as he steps out to the ramp with his WWE Championship on his shoulder and his beau, Lita on the other. Edge stops for a second and just takes in the moment. He looks at the floor and takes a deep breath and raises his WWE Championship in the air to boos. A lot of the fans try to confront Edge on his way down to the ring and you can see why, decked out in classy shades and a smart shirt. He is here to celebrate and he doesn’t care who knows it. Being the true gentlemen he lets Lita in to the ring first and then grabs a microphone and places his WWE Championship down ever so eloquently. Edge can’t even begin to speak, half choked up by ‘emotion’ and half being booed out of the arena. This is serious heat.
Edge: I have
MADE it in this business.
Boos. You wouldn’t expect much less for the arrogant Edge but the crowd are all over his back and even start chanting Cena {as so they should, this is 2006, I don’t think people will ever grow tired of John Cena 
)
Edge: EVERYONE, everyone doubted me. I couldn’t do it, I didn’t have the skills but here I am in front of you as your
NEW WORLD WRESTLING ENTERTAINMENT CHAMPION!
‘Shut the fuck up’ chants begin to surface, Edge begins to take offence to this but Lita grabs the microhphone.
Lita: My boyfriend is much more of a man then any of you sitting in your seats- the pathetic losers that you are. My boyfriend accomplished his dreams but what have you done?
More heat again as Edge buries his head in to his newly won championship. Heel or not he certainly seems overcome by the occasion.
Edge: I heard people on the way out of New Year’s Revolution and it
SICKENED ME. It sickened me to the core that people thought I was a fluke... a ch--
More boos can be heard as The King objects to this on commentary.
Edge: I was a cheap champion because I took my chances. I am here as your champion because I took my opportunity at the ultimate time and I didn’t choke I did my job like a
CHAMPION should do. That’s why John Cena--
‘Cena’ chants start up, effectively silencing the WWE Champion.
Edge: Shut up... SHUT UP! I am your CHAMPION and you should respect me for who I am because I was the Money In The Bank last year to get to this point and I have more than proved myself to all of you and I have more than proved myself to John Cena. He
felt that spear last night and he felt the anguish that I felt when I broke my neck, he felt the pain when I had to miss WrestleMania after WrestleMania because of injury. I
EARNED this right and that’s why I went home with Lita and we made sweet love all night long.
Edge smirks and rubs his chin as a few fans flip the bird but Edge is simply on a roll now.
Edge: I have everything and you, pitiful fans have
NOTHING. I bided my time and when the time was right I cashed in and
THAT is why I stand before you here and that is why I am going in to WrestleMania as YOUR WWE Champion.
The fans can’t stand much more of this, they are calling for Cena, Shawn Michaels, hell even a small minority are calling for Triple H to smash this loudmouth’s face in.
Edge: The sad thing about it is your damn poster boy John Cena was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. The fact of the matter is it could have been Kurt Angle, Shawn Michaels or anyone else who crawled out of that match as the {air-quote} 'winner' {end qir-quote}. But, at the end of the night I was the true winner because I outsmarted John Cena and I outsmarted
EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
NO ONE SAW IT COMING...
NO ONE.
EVERYONE WROTE ME OFF. I HAD
ZERO CHANCE... ZERO BUT WHEN IT WAS ALL SAID AND DONE I AM YOUR WWE CHAMPION.
Edge gets seriously fired up as the fans boo once again. He paces around the ring trying to find the right words to say. He picks up his WWE Championship once again and looks directly in to it.
Edge: I would just like to say--
**MY TIME IS NOW**
The place EXPLODES in pandemonium for the former WWE Champion who makes his way out to the ramp. John Cena is not in a pleasant mood, he barely even acknowledges the fans on his way to the ring as he is completely focused on Edge who has stepped to the back of the ring.
Edge: Cena you touch me and I swear you will
NEVER get a rematch...
Cena doesn’t care in the slightest as he confidently climbs in to the ring.
Edge: Look, Cena, I know you’re mad but...
Cena takes a step towards Edge. Cena is looking like he is in a tranced state just focused on ‘his’ WWE Championship. Lita backs out of the ring; seemingly scared of John Cena.
Edge: Damnit, Cena, I did nothing wrong I won the match because I took that opportunity to win the title and I took it at the right time.
Jim Ross: Y’know King I don’t think I’ve ever seen John Cena this angry, he seems to be foaming at the mouth and I am guessin’ he wants to beat Edge up like a government mule.
Edge: Cena, do you want your title shot right here right
now in Hershey, Pennsylvania?
The crowd cheer raucously for this statement with many on their feet cheering for Cena.
Edge: Well the answer is {rubs his chin} ....
NO!!!
Cena cocks his head to the side and flexes his shoulders as if to say ‘get ready for a fight’
Edge: I’ve been told--
**I’M BACK AND I’M BETTER THAN EVER**
OUT STEPS ERIC BISCHOFF! Edge is not looking too pleased as Cena rotates his head forty five degrees to look nonchalantly at the RAW GM. Eric Bischoff has a huge grin on his face as he begins to speak but it soon turns to a slight grimace.
Eric Bischoff: Now, John, I know I told you last night you would be getting your rematch at the Royal Rumble but as it turns out that is
NOT HAPPENING.
The crowd absolutely pile heat on Easy E as he begins smiling once again.
Bischoff: Not after last night, oh no. I’ve heard reports that after I left you completely trashed the hotel last night and I haven’t been able to contact you and all of a sudden you walk out here trying to make it seem like nothing happened and if it was up to me I would suspend you on the spot.
The crowd plead with Bischoff who has the crowd in the palm of his hand.
Bischoff: Fortunately for you, John, I have a business to run and suspending you just mere months before the biggest show of the year is just not good business. I will, regrettably be handing you a second chance but to get to Edge you’re going to have to do it the hard way. That’s because for one time only we shall see the return of
BEAT THE CLOCK.
A huge pop for that announcement as Edge stands there open-jawed at the RAW GM.
Bischoff: Y’see someone else came to me last night asking, nay, demanding a WWE Title shot and I am not going to be the one denying him a shot at Edge at the Royal Rumble. That man is
THE HEARTBREAK KID SHAWN MICHAELS!
HUGE pop for Shawn Michaels, easily matching Cena’s pop from earlier on but Edge is none too impressed once again as he just stands there with his eyes damn near popping out of his sockets.
Bischoff: But Shawn Michaels will be competing
NEXT WEEK as will another mystery contestant which will be revealed on wwe.com next Sunday and as for the other contestant, well, I’m still waiting for offers but they will be in action
TONIGHT.
A buzz starts to generate around the arena...
Edge: That’s not fair, Eric, I worked for this title and now you have
FOUR guys trying to go for my title? As for you Cena I hope you have a nice match tonight because there is no way you are even
GETTING to the Rumble let alone facing me one on one because I am just....
UN-STOPPABLE.
Bischoff goes back through the curtain as Edge drops the microphone and begins to walk away from Cena with his WWE Title but CENA PULLS EDGE BACK AND THEY ARE STANDING NOSE TO NOSE IN THE RING. THE ATMOSPHERE IS ELECTRIC AS EDGE DARES CENA TO HIT HIM. Cena thinks better of it and rolls out of the ring making the ‘title’ signal to Edge as J.R and King interlude.
J.R.: Well, just twenty four hours after Edge has won that title he is a marked man already.
The King: If you looked up prejudice in the dictionary Edge’s name would be next to it, this is just unfair you have four guys, John Cena, Shawn Michaels, someone else to try and match John Cena tonight
AND a mystery contender next week? Edge doesn’t deserve this, he won the title fairly and he gets treated like the low-level thug John Cena is.
J.R.: Why don’t you pull his pants down and kiss his ass!? We’ll be right back after this with our first match of the evening which is between William Regal and the Intercontinental Champion Ric Flair. Can William Regal beat Ric Flair for his title?
**COMMERCIALS**
Match One: Intercontinental Championship
Ric Flair vs. William Regal
A dream match for many fans and this match certainly hasn’t disappointed thus far but William Regal’s (relative) youth over Flair has kept him on top especially coupled with his unique smash mouth style that he utilises so well. Regal pushes Flair towards the corner and goes for a clothesline but Flair sidesteps and POKES REGAL IN THE EYE! WOOOOO vintage Flair there and the crowd are loving it as Flair goes for the small package but Regal rolls through and hits the Intercontinental Champion with a vicious boot to the face knocking Flair’s face down to the mat in a sickening fashion. Regal quickly pounces on the wounded champion and rains down on him with clubbing blows but the referee quickly intervenes and pulls a manic Regal away as Flair rolls out of the ring to recuperate. Regal goes straight outside the ring but the wily Flair rolls back in which leaves the champion with the distinct advantage. Regal slides under the ropes but Flair hits a delayed knee drop to the back of Regal.
Flair then grabs the legs of Regal... FIGURE FOUR!!! NO!!! Regal pushes Flair away and brushes himself down and gets on to his feet and hits a clothesline to the back of Flair’s head and the British Brawler then kicks Flair in the gut and he hooks the arms of Flair. Regal is going for the BUTTERFLY SUPLEX but Flair starts to battle out of it as the crowd will the sixteen time world champion on. J.R. is begging Flair to keep battling as he always has done and Flair certainly obliges by battling out of that butterfly suplex and taking the momentum with him and hitting him with a RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP! Flair capitalises on the lapse from Regal and goes straight for the cover, 1...2...Regal gets a shoulder up. You can call Regal what you like but a quitter is not one of them.
Flair looks towards the crowd and smiles and he channels the spirit of the nineteen freakin’ eighties as he starts STRUTTING! This is vintage Nature Boy and this is what the fans came to see, he starts strutting around the ring as Regal starts to gain his bearings and when Regal does indeed gain his bearings he grabs Naitch by the waist and he hits a GERMAN SUPLEX! HOLY SHIT FLAIR JUST LANDED ON HIS DAMN HEAD! The crowd boo the HELL out of Regal but Regal certainly isn’t done yet as he has his sights set on the prize... Regal gets down on to the mat and grabs Flair’s face and stretches his own legs back as far as they can go for better leverage... REGAL STRETCH!!! THE REGAL STRETCH HAS BEEN LOCKED IN! Flair must tap, his Intercontinental Championship is gone, surely but Regal didn’t reckon on one, important factor: the fans. The fans are urging Flair to fight against Regal and fighting is what he is doing. Regal’s eyes dart towards the ropes as he begins to lose his grip on Flair and he finally relinquishes the hold.
The referee takes a look at Flair and deems he is OK to continue but he does look out of it and unaware of his surroundings and suddenly FLAIR BEGS FOR MERCY!?!? Has Flair taken one too many bumps to the head? Regal doesn’t know what to make of it but he holds his fist out as to give Flair one final parting shot but Regal recoils the fist and just stops and Flair then grabs the referee; disorientating him. Flair uses the distraction to hit a LOW BLOW! Regal sinks to his feet and Flair kneels over and grabs Regal’s legs... FIGURE FOUR SURELY! Regal is battling and his legs are shaking but it seems he has succumbed to the move that so many have tapped out to over the years but all of a suddenly Regal smashes Flair over the skull with a clubbing first but was that BRASS KNUCKLES? The referee missed it all as Regal was too damn quick and he disposes of the item in his boots and goes to cover the fallen Flair...
ONE...
TWO...
J.R.: Not like this damnit, kick out Flair... son of a bitch.
THREE!!!
Winner and NEWWWWW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, WILLIAM REGAL @ 10:32!!!
William Regal picks up his newly won prize and cradles it like if he was holding a newborn child in his hands but the fans are dismayed that Ric Flair lost in such a fashion. Most of the fans cry bullshit but not even the most steel-hearted fan could be affected by the scene in the ring. As William Regal leaves up the ramp the camera keeps focus on Ric Flair, downhearted and a shell of a man in the ring. A frail teary-eyed man stands before us and not the wheelin’ dealin’ son of a gun we are used to... is this the beginning of the end for Ric Flair?
The King: Wow, even I didn’t think William Regal would win that match but Ric Flair didn’t look the same person in that match and I think that loss could have severely affected him.
J.R.: It could have King but I have no doubt Flair will fight this as he always done in his life. He may have lost his title but he can leave Hershey with his head held high that’s for sure and would you look at that...
Words don’t need to describe this moment as J.R. politely cuts himself off as the crowd pans out to see EVERY SINGLE PERSON BAR NONE stand on their feet and applaud the greatest superstar of all time as they very well know it could be the last time he is seen in Hershey as a WWE Superstar and Ric Flair thanks them back which garners a loud cheer as we cut backstage to Todd Grisham.
**Backstage**
Todd Grisham is standing next to Chris Masters who seems to be eager to say something...
Todd Grisham: After Eric Bischoff’s announcement that John Cena will be in Beat The Clock action I have standing next to me at this time his opponent, Chris Masters.
Masters snatches the microphone from a scared looking Grisham.
Masters: John Cena
(Masters stops a moment to flex his muscles and admire his own physique) is no Chris Masters and whilst he may be trying to Beat The Clock that isn’t the only thing he is trying to beat. He has to get through me, the masterpiece and the
single greatest specimen to walk this Earth built in the shape of God and he has to find a way past the most devastating move in the world today, the Masterlock.
Todd Grisham meekly takes the microphone away from a determined Masters.
Grisham: But...
(Grisham takes a deep breath and then pauses) you
must have seen John Cena earlier, he looks as angry as anyone has ever seen him, surely he must be seen as a threat?
Masters: I...
(rubs his chin) don’t back down from threats.
Masters storms off the scene making his intentions crystal clear and hyping up the main event of the evening even further.
**NO CHANCE IN HELL**
J.R.: Well here he is, folks, the devil himself and his damn son Shane. I wonder what they have to say regarding Shawn Michaels, then again I don’t give a damn what these two lying SOB’s have to say.
King: Easy, J.R, you may not have a contract by the end of the night if you keep this up.
The Chairman of The Board steps out on to the ramp with his son Shane to HUGE amounts of heat from the Hershey natives. Shane McMahon is dancing like a fool wearing a hockey jersey and Vince McMahon starts strutting to the ring like he owns the place {oh, wait} Vince steps in to the ring closely followed by his son Shane. He orders for a microphone to be handed to him which it quickly and unsurprisingly is. Vince begins looking at the fans but then focuses his attention on his son and finally starts talking.
Vince McMahon: Some people...
The Hershey crowd are hot tonight and they almost instantaneously start a ‘shut the fuck up’ chant.
Vince McMahon: Some people...
The chant continues and grows louder...
Vince: SHHHAADDDDUPPPP!!!!!
A silence blankets the arena as Vince finally gets a chance to speak.
Vince: Some people think that what I said, what I... did was wrong last week. I said that Shawn Michaels screwed Shawn Michaels and I am out here to
APOLOGISE.
The crowd are dumbstruck by this as Shane has a quick word in the ear of his father.
Vince: I am out here to apologise to my son Shane who has indeed informed me that not only did Shawn screw Shawn he has screwed almost every single person he has been with. Shawn Michaels is not a man who can be trusted and
AS OF RIGHT NOW SHAWN MICHAELS YOUR LIFE IS GOING TO BE A LIIVVINNNG HEEELLLLLLLL!!!
Massive amounts of heat on the Chairman.
Vince: Shawn next week you have a match to determine whether you face Edge at the Royal Rumble but it is my duty to make sure you don’t win next week so I have something
VERY special planned for you. I am going to make sure you pay for your sins.
Shane McMahon taunts the crowd who respond in turn by booing the prodigal son.
Vince: Y’see some of our younger viewers may not realise this about Shawn Michaels but he didn’t always love God or the fans. No, back when wrestling meant trying to outperform the other person Shawn Michaels would stay out until four ‘o clock on the morning drinking copious amounts of alcohol and hard drugs and leave
ME to pick up the damn pieces. Not only did he cost me a lot of money he now
PRETENDS he has left it all behind so I
GUARANTEE each and every one of you that Shawn Michaels is not making it to the Rumble, he is not making it to WrestleMania and his career will be
OVER.
A large amount of heat once again for Vince.
Vince: Shawn has not paid his dues in this world so that is why I, and my son Shane, will make sure he doesn’t get to perform for anyone else because
FROM NOW ON SHAWN MICHAELS DOES NOT COMPETE unless it is under direct order from myself or my son Shane, do I make myself clear--
**SEXY BOY**
Hershey has just blown the lid off of the motherfucking roof as Shawn Michaels struts out on to the stage as flamboyant as ever, he already has a microphone in his hand and begins talking.
Shawn Michaels: Vince, you can come out here and try to assassinate my character, assassinate my livelihood and assassinate my career but you
NEVER stop me from trying to entertain my fans.
The fans are cheering every word and the last few words get a well-deserved applause. Shawn Michaels has now made his way to the steel steps.
Vince: Shawn you come in to this ring and I will make sure that you will be
OUT OF A JOB.
Shawn teases walking in to the ring but decides against it. Shawn realises Shane isn’t by his father’s side and turns around to see Shane there, frozen after being caught in the midst of a kendo stick swing. Shawn just smirks and hits Shane McMahon with SWEET CHIN MUSIC! Vince gulps and his eyes bulge wide open at his nemesis before TAKING OFF HIS JACKET and telling Shawn to COME IN TO THE RING.
Vince: Here’s your free shot Shawn, you can attack me all you want then I give you your P45 and we’re both happy or you can walk behind that curtain and tell yourself that your life isn’t going to be ruined, you tell your family that. Lie to your family Shawn like you have lied to
every single one of us. You can’t do it can you? You can’t Shawn because you are
WEAK so you
WILL walk back through that curtain otherwise I will fire you and I will sue you for every single dime you have.
Shawn faces the ramp but turns around AND SLIDES IN TO THE RING. VINCE IS COWERING, HE HAS THE CHAIRMAN COWERING!
BAM!!!
SWEET CHIN MUSIC! SHAWN MICHAELS JUST DAMN NEAR KICKED VINCE MCMAHON’S HEAD OFF!
Shawn rolls out of the ring but he is met by a KENDO STICK to the back from Shane McMahon and all of a sudden ten to twelve security guards flood the ramp and pick up Shawn Michaels and they take Michaels up the ramp as Shane does to check on his dad.
J.R.: Shawn Michaels just attacked Vince McMahon even after what Vince said about his job. Does Shawn Michaels even have a future now?
King: Shawn Michaels could well be out of a job in the next hour or so, we’ll find out soon enough.
**COMMERCIALS**
We cut to Eric Bischoff’s office where he is decked out with a huge grin talking to someone on his cellphone. He is very excitedly talking to this unknown party but the mood is cut short when a determined TRIPLE H steps in to the room with a scowl on his face.
Eric Bischoff: Okay, okay
(looks up at Triple H) look I’ve got something I have to attend to so if you don’t mind Hunter--
Triple H grabs the cellphone and closes it which forces Eric’s attention.
Triple H: You mentioned earlier... about Beat The Clock.
Bischoff looks at his feet; did he have other plans?
Triple H: I don’t care who else you had in mind but I want, no, I
DEMAND that I get a match tonight for Beat The Clock otherwise... well you don’t want to find out, Eric.
Bischoff steps back a little bit as Triple H steps towards the RAW General Manager, intimidating him.
Bischoff: Look, Hunter, I can’t give you that match because I have other plans in mind, y’see I was just on the phone to--
Triple H: I DON’T
CARE who you were on the phone with, you give me that match...
Triple H grabs Eric Bischoff by the scruff of his suit.
Triple H: ...or else
Bischoff: Fine, fine you get your damn match and you better go and get your boots laced up because you’re up next...
Bischoff brushes himself down as Triple H begins to exit the room but suddenly a smirk spreads across Bischoff’s face.
Bischoff: ... against
KANE!
Ouch. Triple H’s face is an absolute picture as he storms out of the room.
King: Wow, Kane is going one on one with Triple H right now? Kane is not going to be happy after Triple H defeated Big Show last night that’s for sure...
**SLOW CHEMICAL**
Kane walks out like a man possessed as the fans give him a decent reaction, he steps through the red ropes and closes his eyes and raises his hands in the air like a martyr and brings them down with force as fire surrounds the four corners of the ring, sending a message to Triple H. The crowd buzz in anticipation and they finally get what they were waiting for...
**THE GAME**
Triple H walks out to a massive amount of boos and a few cheers from the IWC collective. He stares at Kane like he would staring down the barrel of a gun. He gets to the ring apron and takes a swig from his trademark water bottle and pauses as the flickers of cameras evaporate quickly around the arena and he spits the water in to the air and roars. It’s on.
Match Two:
Triple H vs. Kane
It has been a well contested match up so far with both men having a good deal of offense but time is of the essence here for Triple H and he has been itching for a quick win in this match but Kane has kept denying him. Kane and Triple H have been trading soupbowls but Kane hits one MASSIVE right hand which sends Triple H straight in to the corner. Kane steps back and steams in and goes for a clothesline but Triple H smartly sidesteps and hits the knee chop to the back of the monster’s knee. Triple H goes for a quick cover, taking no time to hook the leg, 1...NO! Kane kicks out quite efficiently but Triple H doesn’t let up and goes for the big knee drop but Kane rolls out of the way and grabs the ropes to reach a vertical base.
As soon as Kane reaches his feet he his hit by a stiff forearm to the chest which sends both he and Triple H flying over the ropes to the entertainment of the fans watching. Triple H is the first man to his feet, obviously taking less of the punishment in that particular exchange. Triple H, in a great feat of strength, lifts Kane off of his feet in a modified spinebuster position and throws Kane backwards on to the steel steps. Triple H drags his body up as Kane is left crumpled on the cold, hard steel on the outside. Triple H quickly rolls in to the ring and tells the referee to count the Big Red Machine out. The referee is up to six but Kane starts moving and by eight he has one arm in the ring but as soon as he gets in the ring Triple H starts kicking Kane in the back but this only irritates Kane who shrugs it off and stares a hold through Triple H who looks like he may just want to leave right now. Kane grabs Triple H by the throat... CHOKESLAM, NO! Triple H lands on his feet and kicks Kane in the gut... PEDIGREE IT’S GOT TO BE OVER! Triple H covers Kane, 1...2...NO! KANE KICKS OUT!
Triple H snarls with rage and he tells the referee that that was definitely three but the trained official is having absolutely none of it and tells the former WWE Champion to back off but Triple H knows he has to do something soon and fast otherwise John Cena and Shawn Michaels could easily get better times with, arguably, easier opponents. Triple H picks up a battered Kane and kicks Kane in the gut once again and makes sure he properly hooks the arms this time to ensure a harder impact for his opponent this time around but Kane HITS A BACK BODY DROP! Even a victory for Triple H at this point in time looks fairly unlikely. Kane grabs Triple H’s arm and wrenches it in to an uncomfortable position but Triple H grabs the ropes and tells the referee to get Kane off. Triple H then runs at Kane with a flying knee but Kane gets the hell out of the way and Triple H NAILS THE REFEREE RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!!!
Triple H surveys the scene and quickly decks Kane with a right hand. The Cerebral Assassin rolls out of the ring and fiddles about under the ring and finds a STEEL CHAIR under the ring. Triple H gets in to the ring whilst Kane gets to his feet. Kane turns around and is hit BETWEEN THE EYES WITH THE STEEL CHAIR BUT HE STILL STANDS. Triple H is undeterred and HITS HIM ONCE AGAIN and drops the steel chair and hits a low blow before hooking the arms of Kane... PEDIGREE ON TO THE STEEL CHAIR!!! Triple H smartly gets rid of the evidence as the referee conveniently comes to. Triple H hooks the leg, ONE...TWO...THREE!!! Triple H has set the benchmark.
Winner @ 10:35, Triple H!!!
Triple H rolls quickly out of the ring to masses and masses of boos but Triple H just quite bluntly doesn’t care one little bit for the fans and he makes it known by confronting a few on the way up the ramp before taunting Edge by letting him know that he wants his WWE Championship. Triple H steps through the curtain as Kane sits up in the ring to a generous pop. Kane put up one hell of an effort and if he gets in to the Royal Rumble he could be one of the favourites to win.
J.R.: Goddamnit Triple H
CHEATED to win the damn match, you know it, Triple H knows it and everyone else in this arena knows it.
King: J.R. did you not watch the same match I was watching? Triple H put on a masterclass and you sit here and moan about the fact he used the environment to his advantage and was smart enough to put the variables in his favour. I for one hope he faces Edge at the Royal Rumble because that would be one hell of a match.
J.R.: I can’t say you are wrong there and Triple H has indeed set the benchmark and not many would bet against him if he were to go on to the Rumble that’s for sure.
**VIDEO PACKAGE**
Thirty men all vying for a place at the Grandest Stage of Them All...
Quick clips of Edge, The Undertaker, Batista, JBL and John Cena are shown in action.
Anyone can win... from any number.
Clips of Benoit’s victory in the Rumble and Vince McMahon’s unlikely triumph seven years ago.
The Road to WrestleMania starts here...
...but the Finish Line is in sight.
Superstars can stake a claim, rivalries will be renewed and Smackdown and RAW go head to head to see who will earn a place in Chicago.
Shawn Michaels stealing the show not once but twice in the Royal Rumble...
The Royal Rumble- The Race to WrestleMania is on...
We cut backstage to a solemn looking Ric Flair sitting down in his personal locker, he has tears in his eyes and he looks very downhearted and a broken man. He is looking through pictures on his wall which chronicle his career. The Four Horseman with Dillon, Ole, Arn and Tully and he then turns to a picture showing himself in his prime going face to face with Ricky Steamboat in their legendary encounters. Ric Flair goes through the rest of his career; his time in WCW {particularly Flair vs. Hogan} and finally his Evolution days and he turns around and he freezes at something off camera and his face seemingly buckles under the emotional pressure as the camera pans out to reveal...
....TRIPLE H
No words are needed here as Triple H and Ric Flair just stare at each other and they must wonder how their lives have changed because of one another. Ric Flair inspiring Triple H over the years to Triple H taking the heed on Evolution to his betrayal of his best friend and mentor just two months ago and now it has come to this... After all that has been said and done between these two, is this it? Triple H steps forward and he picks up the framed picture of Evolution and looks it as if it were a lost child and he remembers the times he spent with Ric Flair. Triple H puts an arm over Ric Flair’s shoulder but then THROWS THE PICTURE ON THE FLOOR SMASHING IT IN TWO!
The destruction of the picture snaps Ric Flair’s heart in half, his former best friend and the man who he lauded as one of the greatest ever in his time of need came to reconcile with the Greatest of All Time but now he throws it back in his face like an unwanted present. Ric Flair now visibly begins crying, he sheds a tear that slowly rolls down his face but Triple H is not affected one bit by it...
Triple H: You know, Ric, I look at this long and fabled career of yours and I see success, I see groundbreaking achievements and I see stories that many will tell their grandchildren but not me, Ric. You see you broke my heart Ric because you were my hero and you became a shell of a man in front of me and you
PAID for that, you paid for that inside a steel cage where you lost more blood than any man should lose and I beat you so damn bad you couldn’t stand Ric and now you come out here on
NATIONAL TELEVISION and you well up in front of millions like some damn depilated fool and it makes me sick, Ric.
Triple H stares intently at Ric Flair.
Triple H: It makes me sick to see what you have become and I’m not here to tell you that you still have it Ric because you don’t. I’m not going to lie to you Ric. You’re reached your apotheosis and now there is one way out of this company and that’s through that door Ric because there is no other alternative. You go out through that door and live your life like you should have all those years ago otherwise
I WILL MAKE you leave. Do I make myself clear?
Ric looks at his own feet.
Flair: Maybe you’re right Hunter, maybe you’re right.
Flair walks off as the camera zooms in on Triple H’s face and he doesn’t show a single hint of remorse he does seem somewhat baffled by Ric Flair’s actions though.
King: So tonight Shawn Michaels may be forced out of RAW
AND Ric Flair looks like he is considering leaving. Although we have great superstars on RAW losing both of those guys would be a hell of a hit.
J.R: That’s for sure, King, now backstage with Todd Grisham is the woman who beat Trish Stratus to win her first ever Women’s Title last night, Mickie James.
*Backstage*
Grisham straightens his tie and begins speaking to the camera.
Todd Grisham: Last night at New Year’s Revolution perhaps one of the biggest shocks in a decade took place but some people have looked past this and have seen a talented newcomer dethroning the champion, Trish Stratus and the Women’s Champion is here now... Mickie?
Mickie James: Hi, Todd,
(breathes heavily) last night I achieved a dream... No, not winning the Women’s Title
Mickie runs her fingers softly through her hair.
Mickie: No, I shared a ring with my idol, my hero Trish Stratus and it was...
(exhales) as great as I imagined it would be. It was my first time and I was... nervous and I wasn’t exactly sure what to do and she was... on top.
Grisham coughs to try and get Mickie’s attention but she seems in a daze.
Mickie: I loved every minute of it and when it was over, the climax, I just couldn’t believe how... magical it was but Trish let me down because she didn’t put up enough of a fight. That’s why next I am going to referee the number one contender’s match for
(taps belt) my title at the Royal Rumble between Trish... and
(scornfully) Victoria.
Mickie walks away after that... intriguing promo as Todd Grisham wraps things up.
Grisham: Well, there you have it. Mickie James, the Women’s champion, will officiate the match between Trish Stratus and Victoria.
**COMMERCIALS**
**TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL**
A damn good reaction for the feisty six time Women’s Champion who acknowledges the fans and she looks excited to be out here as she always does and she seems to have an added edge and enthusiasm about her after she lost her title. Trish steps in to the ring and on to the turnbuckle which garners a decent amount of cheers.
**DON’T MESS WITH {REMIX}**
Victoria comes out to a mixed reaction as she is going head to head with an overwhelming fan favourite in Trish Stratus. She steps in to the ring and taps Trish on the hand to acknowledge a ‘friendly’ contest as the two women wait for the woman who they could be facing in just three weeks’ time.
**TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL {REMIX}**
Mickie James comes down to the ring in a rather revealing referee’s top which gets a few whistles from the male members in the audience. She almost completely mimics Trish Stratus on the way down to the ring but she antagonises Victoria and Trish by lifting her Women’s Championship up high in the air. She gives her title to the stagehand and the contest gets underway.
Match Three: #1 Contendership for the Women’s Championship {Special Guest Referee: Mickie James}
Victoria vs. Trish Stratus
Mickie James has been pretty much a hindrance during this contest despite being the official. Trish Stratus, meanwhile, has climbed to the top rope and as the fans rise to their feet Mickie James grabs Trish by the arm and tells her to get down but Trish pushes Mickie off which angers Mickie. Trish leaps off the ropes and goes for a CROSSBODY but Victoria ducks and the former Women’s Champion crashes and burns on the canvas. Victoria hooks the leg and goes for the cover, 1...... Trish kicks out after that deliberately overcooked dropping of the arm by the ‘referee’ Victoria gets in Mickie’s face about the matter. Mickie pushes Victoria away and this gives Trish a window of opportunity and she goes for a CHICK KICK but Victoria grabs her leg and MICKIE BUNDLES both of them over the top rope.
Victoria grimaces and holds her shoulder as Mickie ‘helps’ Trish to her feet and forcibly throws her back in to the ring but not before smelling her hands rather amorously. Mickie gives Victoria a kick for good measure and goes back in to the ring to count Victoria out quickly. 1..2..3..4..5.. Trish tells Mickie to stop as Victoria gets to her knees. 6..7..8.. Victoria clearly isn’t going to make it in to the ring but Trish is sporting and rolls out of the ring to BREAK THE COUNT. The crowd give her a fair ovation but Mickie is none too happy but because Trish is outside the ring she decides against counting. Trish brings Mickie back in the ring and goes for a forearm but Victoria ducks and kicks Trish in the gut; Trish lets out a groan as Victoria gets her in position for the WIDOWS PEAK but Trish battles her way out of it and goes for the Russian leg sweep but Victoria pushes her opponents against the ropes. Trish holds on to the ropes but Victoria expects Trish to come back so she goes for a dropkick but she lands on the mat in a bad way.
Trish pounces on Victoria and rains down on blows as if to prove a point to Mickie and she even looks at the woman who defeated her last night as she drags Victoria to her feet. Trish grabs Victoria’s head and goes for the STRATUSFACTION but Victoria reverses in mid air and shifts her weight and hits a BACK SUPLEX which places Trish right on the back of her head. Mickie pulls Victoria out of the way to check on Trish but Victoria pushes Mickie out of the way and then tells her to count 1.......2.......NO!!! Victoria should have had the match one but Mickie just wouldn’t count to three and it seems as if the odds are most certainly stacked against her. Victoria picks up Trish in anger and goes for the WIDOWS PEAK once again but Mickie pushes Victoria in to the corner and Trish lands on the turnbuckle. Victoria grabs Trish and throws her off the ropes and goes up to the top rope herself. She taunts to the crowd as she looks to end the match and she leaps through the air but is caught by a stiff kick and Trish grabs Victoria and HITS A PAINFUL DDT! Trish expectantly hooks the leg 1..2..3!!! TRISH GETS THE WIN OUT OF NOWHERE!!!
Winner @ 8:11 and the woman who will face Mickie James at the Royal Rumble, Trish Stratus!!!
The crowd and, particularly, Trish Stratus are in shock. Trish stands up and berates Mickie James, poking her finger in to her chest. Whilst Trish may have won the match she certainly does not feel like she has won it and Mickie is visibly upset at being shouted at by her idol and she snaps and hits Trish with a DEVASTATING MICK KICK. She drapes herself over the fallen Trish and puts her Women’s title in to her opponent’s face before walking away having got the upper hand over her opponent for the Royal Rumble.
J.R: Was Mickie’s plan all along to face Trish at the Rumble? It certainly seems that way.
King: Who cares J.R.? More puppies makes me one happy King.
J.R: Will you behave? Talking of the Rumble coming up next is the first official qualifying match for the Royal Rumble and that is between The Big Show and Matt Striker-- hold on, folks, I have word something is happening backstage involving Shawn Michaels.
We cut to backstage and the camera quickly shudders and pans out to Shawn Michaels fighting off four or five security guards and hitting several with a dose of SWEET CHIN MUSIC. However, a group of security guards all clamber on Shawn Michaels and one guard puts handcuffs around Shawn Michaels’ wrists. Michaels is dragged to his feet as Vince McMahon and Shane McMahon step in to the picture.
Vince: Life... is
hard, isn’t it Shawn? I wonder how your darling wife and children will react to you- mister ‘holier than thou’ being put in jail for the night?
Michaels tries to attack Vince and McMahon’s facial expressions are priceless as he tries to shuffle the hell out of the way.
Michaels: You leave my family out of this Vince or I
swear...
Vince: What, that you are going to attack me, attack Shane? I’ve heard it all before Shawn, Stone Cold, Undertaker,
BRET HART have all tried to destroy me, the chairman of the board and I keep coming back
STRONGER and
BETTER than ever. I am the one constant that cannot be destroyed in this business Shawn and one day you’re going to have to realise that. Take him away.
Shawn is dragged towards a nearby patrol car.
Vince: Oh, and what I said about deciding what matches you were in? I
lied.
Shawn looks up with intent.
Vince: As far as I am concerned next week
WILL BE YOUR LAST EDITION OF RAW that you will appear in. After next week thirteen years of appearing on RAW will be... cut short. You will be off the payroll; gone. Unless... that is, you Beat The Clock next week and your opponent (coughs) sorry
OPPONENTS will be none other than my son,
SHANE MCMAHON and MEEEE
VINCENT KENNEDY MCMAHON! Shawn Michaels you have
NO CHANCE IN HELL.
Vince smiles with glee but Shawn Michaels, completely out of character, spits in the face of his boss but this leads VINCE TO KICK SHAWN MICHAELS IN THE MID SECTION. Michaels crumples in to a heap- is Michaels’ career really over?
**COMMERCIALS**
J.R.: If you are just joining us, ladies and gentlemen, you have just missed perhaps the biggest announcement on RAW’s history because unless Shawn Michaels Beats The Clock next week he is out of a job. He has to go through Vince McMahon and his son Shane and I just can’t believe Vince McMahon would be so god damn heinous in his personal attack on one of the greatest performers to ever grace the squared circle and it’s just not right damnit and I hope Shawn Michaels wins next week and Vince McMahon
GOES TO HELL.
King: Easy, J.R.! He is the boss and as far as he is concerned he can do whatever he wants and if he wants Shawn Michaels out of the company then Shawn Michaels is out of the company. You heard Mister McMahon J.R. there will be no chance in hell for Shawn Michaels because Vince McMahon has beaten them all, he has beaten federal government J.R. so he can surely beat Shawn Michaels. Anyway...
J.R.: Sorry, King, I guess I have gotten a bit hot under the collar and I apologise for that, folks but coming up now Big Show and Matt Striker both have a chance to be the first man to qualify for the two thousand six Royal Rumble and I have been informed that the three- two if Shawn Michaels loses- men that do not win Beat The Clock have a
GUARANTEED place in the Royal Rumble, courtesy of Eric Bischoff, of course.
King: Well, here comes The Big Show and he looks focused!
WEEELLLL IT’S THE BIG SHOW...
**BIG**
Big Show comes down to the ring completely focused, as ever. He climbs in to the ring and roars and lifts up his arm in to the air which gets a big pop from the rabid fans and Big Show is definitely over in Hershey so he plays to the crowd a bit more before waiting for his opponent to come out.
**YOUR TEACHER**
Matt Striker comes in out a rather fetching leotard clutching a dictionary (possibly of the Oxford variety) under his arm. He steps rather confidently in to the ring and raises his arms out to the fans but he bumps in to the back of The Big Show who does not look pleased. Striker rolls out of the ring but the referee has already started this contest.
Match Four: Royal Rumble Qualifying Match
Big Show vs. Matt Striker
Big Show clambers outside the ring but the cowardly Striker scampers back in to the ring. Show does not look impressed in the slightest as the crowd boo intensely. Striker manages to dodge a right hand from Big Show and Striker gets adventurous and climbs to the top rope and jumps on the back of The Big Show. This only annoys the beast however and Show immediately throws him off and Striker falls seven feet to the floor on his back with a huge thud just highlighting the force of Big Show. The seven foot behemoth then grabs Striker and throws him like a ragdoll in to the corner. Striker tries to find a way past Show but Show keeps him trapped in the corner. Show hits a forearm to the chest of Striker and tells Striker to ‘shh’ and grabs his mountain of a hand and slaps it across the chest of Striker who convulses on the turnbuckle and then collapses to the mat.
Show stalks Striker like a cheetah would a wildebeest as he is firmly in control now. Show grabs Striker and wraps his huge arm around Striker’s throat and applies the effective sleeper hold. Show doesn’t normally bring out the sleeper but he is using it to full effect here and Striker is being to fade in and out of consciousness. Striker’s limp body forces him in to the corner and as Striker begins to fade he takes firm hold of his dictionary in the corner and smashes Show OVER THE HEAD WITH IT. The referee is oblivious to Striker’s rule breaking as the massive frame of Show is blocking his view. Show stumbles back and Striker feigns that he is badly hurt. He limps over to Show but then cockily applies the hammerlock to immobilise Show and he taunts the crowd before wrenching Show’s arm tighter. Striker then begins to work on the knee to try and ground the giant and Show is still feeling the effect of that blow to the head. Striker kicks away at the knee of Show to try and get it to buckle but out of nowhere SHOW CLASPS HIS HAND AROUND STRIKER’S THROAT AND JUST LIKE THAT STRIKER IS LAID OUT WITH A CHOKESLAM!!! Show drapes his arm over Striker and the pinfall is academic, 1...2...3!!!
Winner @ 1:57, The Big Show!
Show celebrates as he is the first man to qualify for this year’s Royal Rumble but all of a sudden LANCE CADE AND TREVOR MURDOCH RUSH THE RING! The Big Show is facing the other way and Trevor Murdoch is holding a steel chair in his hand. Lance Cade grabs Big Show and he hits him with a BIG BOOT which sends Show against the rope and Murdoch follows up with a SICKENING CHAIR SHOT but Show still hasn’t fallen and Show begins to fight back and GRABS CADE BY THE THROAT but Murdoch hits the arm of Show with the steel chair and then finally one last, crippling shot to the skull to send the big man down.
J.R.: For the love of... Big Show has already won the damn match and he deserves a rest and these two... cowards attacked him from behind with a weapon.
King: Come on, J.R, you know they are just sending a message anyway they can and they achieved what they set out to do and you should be applauding them right now for their guile and bravery.
We now cut to Edge standing confidently with a microphone in hand decked out in a Rated R shirt and shades whilst thoughtfully rubbing his chin. Lita is by his side
Edge: In the space of twenty four hours- the most important day of my life- I have been called many things.
WHAT?
Edge: A
liar...
WHAT?
Edge: A
cheat...
WHAT?
Edge: A
loser...
WHAT?
Edge: A
champion.
WHAT?
Edge: And it seems to me that I haven’t earned people’s respect in the
(emphasis) slightest. I am just a transitional champion to some. I am going to lose my shine at the Royal Rumble they say well I say this. I took my opportunities and I am going to make them last, in whatever way I can.
Lita strokes her beau on the arm
Edge: I am going to be the greatest champion RAW has ever seen and I am going to
DEMAND respect from the fans because I am your champion and you
SHOULD respect me for who I am, what I have done and what I am going to do because I am going to go in to WrestleMania as the champion and... walk out the champion. Eric Bischoff can line them up all he wants, Shawn Michaels, Triple H, John Cena and whatever crony he has lined up for next week and I will knock them over
ONE... BY
ONE. It seems like you are going to have to get used to hearing the words ‘Edge- World Wrestling Entertainment Champion’
Edge beams and is about to walk away but he walks straight in to an intense John Cena which stops him in his tracks. Edge looks down through his shades.
Edge: Can I help you, John?
Cena: Once I am done with Chris Masters I will be coming for your title but most importantly Edge I am coming for
YOU and you will be in for a battle you will never forget.
Edge smirks and chuckles to himself.
Edge: The way I see it you still have to beat Chris Masters in, what was it? Ten minutes? I can honestly say I wish you the best of luck out there...
champ.
That last word cuts John Cena and he seethes at Edge before walking away leaving a smarmy Edge standing in his own light.
**MASTERPIECE**
J.R: Well, here it is folks, tonight’s main event. John Cena is trying to Beat The Clock to gain a shot at Edge at the Royal Rumble and he has to go through Chris Masters to do it and better the time Triple H has set earlier on which was ten minutes and thirty five seconds.
Chris Masters comes out to quite a bit of heat from the Hershey natives. He is dressed up in a cape as per the norm with this cocky superstar and he makes sure the fans get a good look at his toned body before his pyro goes off to a loud reaction. He steps in to the ring and flexes his muscles which get a few interested looks from some females in the audience and red faces all round for the male demographic in the arena.
**MY TIME IS NOW**
A huge, HUGE reaction for the former WWE Champion as he steps out from the curtain; Cena is the absolute personification of intensity and focus. He claps a few of the fans’ hands on the way out but he keeps staring at Chris Masters and he knows exactly what he has to do to get a WWE Title shot. He steps in to the ring and takes off his shirt and throws it in to the crowd which garners quite a few wolf whistles. Cena flexes his neck and circles Masters to get this one started.
Main Event: Beat The Clock
John Cena vs. Chris Masters
Cena has been letting out pretty much all of his anger but Chris Masters has been matching him pretty much blow for blow and is definitely a competent opponent for Cena. We join the action as Masters tries to slow Cena down by applying a sleeper hold to Cena but Cena almost instantaneously battles out of it and throws Masters on his back which only made the Masterpiece looks foolish. Masters roars back, however, with a Lou Thesz press on Cena which catches him off guard. Masters rains down with punches which Cena tries feverishly to block with his arms. Suddenly Masters lets his guard down and Cena’s leg slips between Masters’ legs and he turns his body around and goes to clasp Masters’ throat... STFU! THE STFU IS LOCKED IN!!! Masters is fighting and using his considerable muscle mass to get to the ropes but Cena is wrenching Masters back with all of his might but Masters reaches a hand out in vain and, perhaps luckily, gets a hold on the rope which forces Cena to break the hold... However Cena doesn’t break the hold 1...2...3...4 THE REFEREE HAS TO BREAK THE HOLD HIMSELF!
On another day with another referee Cena may have been disqualified but this just signifies Cena’s anger and intensity over losing his title and that has definitely softened Chris Masters up and let’s not forget they went through absolute hell last night in the Elimination Chamber and it shows as Cena can not capitalise on this. The crowd will Cena on as he holds his side and gets to his feet, suffering from exhaustion. Cena drags Masters to his feet and hits Masters right between the eyes and then hits him with a clothesline which sends him rebounding off of the ropes. Cena then hits a monstrous shoulder block and Masters goes down like a sack of shit but Cena sure as hell isn’t done. He picks up Masters and connects with the sitout hip toss and Masters is flat on his back in the middle of the ring. Cena looks at the clock; there is definitely enough time left for a little flamboyancy. Cena pumps his Rebooks and tells Masters exactly what he can’t see before laying Masters out with the FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE and the crowd go absolutely ape shit for Cena.
**COMMERCIALS**
Cena has this one in the bag and he goes up the top rope as we rejoin the broadcast. J.R remarks this may not be the best course of action but he certainly wants the fans to go home with something memorable and he taunts Masters who groggily gets to his feet and then brings the audience to its feet with a diving leg drop bulldog BUT MASTERS MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! Masters slowly drags Cena to his feet and hooks his arm around Cena’s neck and as time slowly ticks away Masters cleverly holds Cena in the vertical suplex for several seconds. Cena’s blood is rushing straight to his head and time is slowly ticking away and there is just over TWO MINUTES LEFT for Cena to save this match. Masters connects with the vertical suplex and he bides his time to the behest of the fans and Masters tells Cena ‘You ain’t gonna win this damn match’ After a few seconds of flexing his muscles Masters looks to end things in the only way he possibly can: The Masterlock. Cena gets to his feet but doesn’t notice Masters behind him and MASTERS GOES FOR THE MASTERLOCK!!! This move has never been broken out of and Masters goes to lock it in but Cena battles and Masters hasn’t got it locked in fully so Cena takes advantage and forces himself and Masters backward into the turnbuckle.
There are only NINETY SECONDS left to salvage something from this hard fought match and the crowd now reach fever pitch but are left silent when Masters goes for the MASTERLOCK once again but Cena sees it coming and sidesteps and hits ONE ARMED BULLDOG! Cena doesn’t go for the five knuckle shuffle this time and he pulls Masters to his feet and goes for an F-U but MASTERS SLIPS OUT OF IT AND LANDS ON HIS FEET and Masters, riled by the last exchange, charges at Cena but IS TRIPPED-- THE STFU IS LOCKED ON MASTERS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! There is one minute left and Masters is trying to escape valiantly, his nails and fingertips are slipping away from the canvas and the ropes look as far away as ever and Cena wrenches back with all of his might and it looks like there is no way out for Masters who could pass out here but suddenly Masters battles back and he tries to ROLL OVER BUT CENA ROLLS WITH HIM IN TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH THE HOLD STILL INTACT!!! Pure genius from Cena showing all of the ring guile and experience of someone who has spent twenty years in the ring and there seems to be no hope for Masters now as his face is going a dark shade of blue and Cena just isn’t letting go. Masters’ hands are rubbing against the surface of the canvas to try and maintain movement. Cena must be looking up at the clock with mere seconds left and he doesn’t seem like he can do it because Masters’ will and fight is just too strong but with FIVE SECONDS LEFT MASTER TAPS OUT!!!!
Winner @ 10:30, JOHN CENA!!!
The crowd are ecstatic after the absolute war that has taken place in that very ring and Cena raises his hand in triumph as he is THE BENCHMARK right now in this company but all of a sudden TRIPLE H COMES OUT TO THE RING WITH SLEDGEHAMMER IN HAND. Cena wants a fight and it looks like an enraged Triple H is going to give him it but suddenly....
ARN...
...FREAKIN’...
...ANDERSON steps through the curtain and Triple H sees this in the corner of his eye. ‘The Enforcer’ tells Triple H to ‘bring it’ and he sure as hell won’t let anyone tarnish Ric Flair or the Four Horseman’s legacy and THE PLACE FUCKING ERUPTS as Hunter drops the sledgehammer and they go nose to nose and TRIPLE H LANDS THE FIRST BLOW AND THE SECOND BUT ARN FIGHTS BACK! Triple H is groggy after a few hefty punches and after all these years Arn still has it and he goes for his patented SPINEBUSTER but his body gives way on him and the damned son of a bitch Triple H PICKS UP THE SLEDGEHAMMER AND SMASHES ARN ANDERSON RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES WITH IT LEAVING HIM A BLOODY MESS! Triple H drops the sledgehammer and smiles and lets out a sarcastic ‘Wooo’ and steps out of the limelight.
Back in the ring things haven’t finished and John Cena is about to leave the ring but suddenly a man jumps over the barricade... IT’S EDGE! Cena doesn’t see it coming and IS HIT WITH A SICKENING SPEAR THAT DAMN NEAR BREAKS CENA IN HALF! Edge lies over Cena’s fallen carcass and repeats over and over ‘THAT’S WHY I AM THE CHAMPION’
J.R.: In all my years broadcasting I have never seen such a hectic ending to a show. Arn Anderson made his return to WWE programming only to be taken out by Triple H. The Cerebral Assassin just sent Ric Flair a message in the most heinous way possible and now Edge just launched an unprovoked assault on the man he could be facing in little under three weeks.
THINGS HAVE JUST ERUPTED LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND THE ROAD TO THE RUMBLE HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN... IT IS ONLY GOING TO ESCALATE FROM HERE!
Fade...
...to...
...black
***Current Card for Royal Rumble 2006***
Women’s Championship
Mickie James (c) vs. Trish Stratus
The Royal Rumble Match
{Winner gets a World Title shot at WrestleMania}
RAW: Triple H, The Big Show {MORE TBA}
SMACKDOWN:
WWE 2006: A Return to Greatness
Re: WWE 2006: A Return to Greatness
