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Old 01-12-2011, 06:24 PM   #201 (permalink)
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6.The 2010 Royal Rumble Match
Carlito vs Chavo Guerrero vs CM Punk vs Cody Rhodes vs David Hart Smith vs Dolph Ziggler vs Drew McIntyre vs Edge vs Ezekiel Jackson vs Finlay vs Gregory Helms vs John Cena vs John Morrison vs Kane vs Kofi Kingston vs Matt Hardy vs Montel Vontavious Porter vs Randy Orton vs Rhyno vs Shawn Michaels vs Sheamus vs Super Crazy vs Ted DiBiase vs The Brian Kendrick vs Tyson Kidd vs William Regal vs Yoshi Tatsu vs Zack Ryder vs ??? vs ???

5.WWE Championship
Jack Swagger (c) vs Triple H

4.World Heavyweight Championship – New York City Brawl
Big Show (c) vs Chris Jericho vs Batista vs Rey Mysterio

2. ECW Championship
Christian (c) vs Shelton Benjamin vs Paul Burchill

1.United States Championship
The Miz (c) vs Evan Bourne

3.Women’s Championship
Michelle McCool (c) vs Mickie James

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Bonus Questions
1. Predict the match order. (see above)
2. Who will take the fall in the NYC Brawl? (mysterio)
3. How many titles will change hands? (2)
4. Who are the two mystery entrants in the Rumble? (stone cold and RVD)
5. Who will be entrants No. 1 and No. 2 in the Rumble? (kofi and ryder)
6. Who will be entrant No. 30? (SCSA)
7. Who will get the most eliminations?(sheamus)
8. Who will spend the longest time in the Rumble? (kofi)
9. Who will spend the least time in the Rumble? (supercrazy)
10. Who will be the final four? (sheamus, edge, hbk, kofi)
11. Finally, how long will the Rumble match last? (closest time gets the point) (68 minutes)
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Old 01-13-2011, 03:58 PM   #202 (permalink)
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Wow, the Ruble card is amazing! After seeing the advertisement in the ad thread I was interested!
I'm a huge TBK mark, so when I saw him on the poster I assumed he's getting a nice push, which is great.
Without reading any of the shows as of yet, I can't give a prediction, but I shall begin to follow this as of the rumble!
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Old 01-13-2011, 05:23 PM   #203 (permalink)
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I am just new here and I skimmed your BTB and it looks promising. Good to see Swagger is the champion and you able to have him feud with a franchise guy like Triple H. Royal Rumble is going to be a great show.
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Predictions Template

WWE Royal Rumble

6-The 2010 Royal Rumble Match
Carlito vs Chavo Guerrero vs CM Punk vs Cody Rhodes vs David Hart Smith vs Dolph Ziggler vs Drew McIntyre vs Edge vs Ezekiel Jackson vs Finlay vs Gregory Helms vs John Cena vs John Morrison vs Kane vs Kofi Kingston vs Matt Hardy vs Montel Vontavious Porter vs Randy Orton vs Rhyno vs Shawn Michaels vs Sheamus vs Super Crazy vs Ted DiBiase vs The Brian Kendrick vs Tyson Kidd vs William Regal vs Yoshi Tatsu vs Zack Ryder vs ??? vs ???

5-WWE Championship
Jack Swagger (c) vs Triple H

2-World Heavyweight Championship – New York City Brawl
Big Show (c) vs Chris Jericho vs Batista vs Rey Mysterio

4-ECW Championship
Christian (c) vs Shelton Benjamin vs Paul Burchill

1-United States Championship
The Miz (c) vs Evan Bourne

3-Women’s Championship
Michelle McCool (c) vs Mickie James

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Bonus Questions
1. Predict the match order. Done
2. Who will take the fall in the NYC Brawl? Chris Jericho
3. How many titles will change hands? 2
4. Who are the two mystery entrants in the Rumble? Undertaker and Rob Van Dam
5. Who will be entrants No. 1 and No. 2 in the Rumble? Shawn Michaels and John Morrison
6. Who will be entrant No. 30? CM Punk
7. Who will get the most eliminations? Edge
8. Who will spend the longest time in the Rumble? Edge
9. Who will spend the least time in the Rumble? Rhyno
10. Who will be the final four? Shawn Michaels, Randy Orton, Edge and CM Punk
11. Finally, how long will the Rumble match last? (closest time gets the point) 62 minutes
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I know it’s not the Rumble, so my apologies for those who were disappointed here. Regardless, this is an update to let everyone know how I’m doing: I’m halfway through the fourth of six matches, though I still have a Rumble to write, and obviously that’ll be a bit longer than the other five. I’m still hoping to get it up before the end of January – that gives me ‘til Monday, which might be a tad optimistic, but it’s my own fault for having my birthday and becoming mildly addicted to both Mass Effect 2 and a social life (an oxymoron there, I realise).

Anyway, here’s some vague news and notes to stop this being a shameless bump. Wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of our new mod (congrats by the way, may your reign of terror be successful. No Tahoma bans please. )

News and Notes

WWE have lucked out – it does seem indeed that the moniker of this year’s Rumble being the most wide open ever has come true, as there is no clear favourite amongst fans as to who will walk out the winner. Predicted veterans include Randy Orton, CM Punk, Shawn Michaels, and Edge, as well as a few select people thinking the Rumble could be used to propel a new young star into the spotlight, such as Sheamus or Kofi Kingston, despite both men being on the losing end of matches in the week leading to the contest. Orton has seemingly just finished a small feud with MVP, and could easily build on his list of accomplishments by winning the Rumble two years in a row, while CM Punk has been pumping out the promos recently in his verbal ‘crusade’ on Stone Cold Steve Austin, and his push could continue with a World Title match at Wrestlemania, if this series of Austin promos are only to get heat, as may be the case. Shawn Michaels could well be headed for a feud with either Jack Swagger or Triple H at Wrestlemania 26 – the obvious choice from the Raw side to win the Rumble, regardless of who wins the WWE Title match. Edge, while going in hot, was attacked on Friday night, setting the base for a possible Wrestlemania feud with whoever the attacker was: logic would suggest either Chris Jericho or Randy Orton, with both men getting into arguments with Edge recently – the other options could involve someone like The Miz or even Zack Ryder, in order to propel them up the card even further than their current pushes have taken them. Kingston and Sheamus look ready to break on Raw, though hints of one final match with Jamie Noble to let the Pit Bull go out with a bang will haunt Sheamus’ chances. Possible wins for John Cena and John Morrison have also been hotly discussed, while the mystery entrants situation seems to point towards returns for the aforementioned Austin, and Chris Jericho’s nemesis, The Undertaker. Rob Van Dam’s appearance a few weeks ago could put him as an outside chance, too, though it seems likely that he’s not on the WWE payroll, and rumours say he’s begun talks with TNA.

The World Heavyweight Title situation is also intriguing, with Batista’s dominance in recent weeks signalling that he may well pick up the gold, and head towards Wrestlemania 26 (including through No Way Out) as part of the World Title reign his new heel turn could use to put an exclamation mark on its emphatic nature when he originally turned back at Bragging Rights. A Rey Mysterio win also shouldn’t be ruled out – it’s no secret that the Ultimate Underdog is ridiculously over with the crowds and his second World Title run could have plenty of challengers, including Batista himself, CM Punk, Chris Jericho, Sheamus, a heel Big Show, or even someone lower down the card for a young challenger like Dolph Ziggler, who creative are high on, though it would probably mean he would have to win the Rumble, which seems unlikely, or else have a Raw superstar win. However, Big Show is likely to retain until No Way Out, and the aforementioned title change will probably happen there instead, for an extra surprise factor on the Road to Wrestlemania. Chris Jericho can’t be ruled out, but in all likelihood, signs point towards a match with either the Undertaker or Edge at Wrestlemania, and both matches wouldn’t need the World Title to promote.

On ECW, the ECW Title match could be one of the last we see from the Land of Extreme – creative (and more importantly, Vince McMahon) are growing to the idea of WWE “NXT”, a show featuring a set number of “rookies” from FCW, each with a WWE “Pro”, guiding them as they try to earn a place on the roster. This would shake things up a bit in the WWE landscape (probably after Wrestlemania, as creative want to give the ECW Title a proper ‘Mania send-off), as well as diverting ECW’s talented superstars to either Raw or SmackDown. As for the match at Wrestlemania, it is unclear what it will be. Zack Ryder is hotly tipped to challenge for the belt, but if Paul Burchill wins at the Rumble, heel vs heel wouldn’t go down well. It seems likely that at least one of Christian, Shelton Benjamin, Burchill or Ryder will be in the ECW Title match at Wrestlemania 26. Ezekiel Jackson and Brutus Magnus are also being considered, while the Katie Lea/Christian/Burchill teased storyline could move away from the title to give ECW another dimension. This could suggest a Shelton Benjamin win tonight, but it remains wide open.

Lower down the card, The Miz’s United States Title match with Evan Bourne hangs on whether creative are ready to pull the proverbial “trigger” on the Awesome One – he’s obviously very talented on the mic, but remains slightly dull in the ring as of this point in time, and that might be the determining factor. He stands in a good position regardless, however: if creative want to wait on his main event push, he’ll remain as United States Champion. If they want to start things off, he’ll most likely drop the title to Bourne and start a feud with someone like John Cena or Kofi Kingston (another man considered to be above the midcard but below the main event) in the lead-up to Wrestlemania. He is also a hot favourite to become Mr. Money In The Bank, though nothing is set in stone. Meanwhile, Evan Bourne is extremely over with the fans thanks to the increased exposure of his entertaining moveset, and with Larry Sweeney's presence helping to make his promos more entertaining as well, things are looking up for the youngster. Even if he doesn't win tonight, a midcard title is always within reach for him, especially with creative in such a mood to promote young talents.

It is unclear who will win the Women’s Title match-up, too. Regardless of who wins, Beth Phoenix is waiting in the wings on SmackDown, with the Hart Dynasty’s Natalya always an option, as well as the possible concept of a SmackDown switch for Maryse, who is growing discontented (in kayfabe) with her situation on Raw. Phoenix could easily be a face if McCool went over, while Mickie would most likely gel well with talented heels like Natalya – either way, the SmackDown women’s division looks promising, even if there is no definitive Wrestlemania match thought up yet. Creative may always resort to the “Miss Wrestlemania” Battle Royal again, though using it to give someone a real moniker this time, rather than using it as a comedy outlet.

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Hopefully that was remotely interesting. Anyway, I’ll get to writing the end of this beast of an event, I’m feeling good about what I’ve written already, and hopefully the rest should follow easily. For the benefit of those who want to leave predo’s if you haven’t already (I can't think of any regular readers who haven't, admittedly), I will repost the prediction template:

Predictions Template

WWE Royal Rumble
Location: Madison Square Garden, New York City, New York
Date: January 31st, 2010
Tagline: Who Will Be The One?
Event Theme Song: ‘Hero’ by Skillet

The 2010 Royal Rumble Match
Carlito vs Chavo Guerrero vs CM Punk vs Cody Rhodes vs David Hart Smith vs Dolph Ziggler vs Drew McIntyre vs Edge vs Ezekiel Jackson vs Finlay vs Gregory Helms vs John Cena vs John Morrison vs Kane vs Kofi Kingston vs Matt Hardy vs Montel Vontavious Porter vs Randy Orton vs Rhyno vs Shawn Michaels vs Sheamus vs Super Crazy vs Ted DiBiase vs The Brian Kendrick vs Tyson Kidd vs William Regal vs Yoshi Tatsu vs Zack Ryder vs ??? vs ???

WWE Championship
Jack Swagger (c) vs Triple H

World Heavyweight Championship – New York City Brawl
Big Show (c) vs Chris Jericho vs Batista vs Rey Mysterio

ECW Championship
Christian (c) vs Shelton Benjamin vs Paul Burchill

United States Championship
The Miz (c) vs Evan Bourne

Women’s Championship
Michelle McCool (c) vs Mickie James

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Bonus Questions
1. Predict the match order.
2. Who will take the fall in the NYC Brawl?
3. How many titles will change hands?
4. Who are the two mystery entrants in the Rumble?
5. Who will be entrants No. 1 and No. 2 in the Rumble?
6. Who will be entrant No. 30?
7. Who will get the most eliminations?
8. Who will spend the longest time in the Rumble?
9. Who will spend the least time in the Rumble?
10. Who will be the final four?
11. Finally, how long will the Rumble match last? (closest time gets the point)
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Pre-show Dark Match – Charlie Haas bts. Slam Master J via submission

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31st January 2010 | Madison Square Garden, New York City, New York

We see a sweeping aerial shot of Madison Square Garden, with multi-coloured spotlights waving from the front of the famous Pennsylvania Station...

...and down below, there is a cameraman in the chilly streets, where CHRIS JERICHO is walking in a suit, and he goes up to a shop window, barely a block away from the famous arena. Slowly, he reaches out and touches the window pane, scowling, then takes a look around, and walks down the street towards the Garden, shaking his head...

...then we fade to a complete, all-encompassing black. A video package begins.

Michael Buffer:
Ladies and gentlemen... LET’S GET READY TO RUUUMMMMBLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE!

A roar goes up from a crowd through the darkness...

Crowd:
TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...

The sound of the famous buzzer rings out...

...and then sharply, we cut to see TRIPLE H, sitting in a chair, as Skillet’s “Hero” plays quietly in the background.

Triple H:
The Royal Rumble is one of the most exciting events in professional wrestling.

And now JOHN CENA, in the same position.

John Cena:
There’s really nothing like it.

EDGE rubs his jaw.

Edge:
Everyone wants to win a Rumble. It’s... it’s like a marker of someone’s career, did they win a Rumble or didn’t they?

RANDY ORTON is next, smirking as he sits in the chair.

Randy Orton:
That feeling of standing there, knowing you’re the superior to twenty-nine other competitors... every legend of this business revels in that feeling of greatness. I know I did.

And then there’s SHAWN MICHAELS, looking serious as ever.

Shawn Michaels:
It’s no easy feat to accomplish, but if you do it? You’re a legend in the making.

We start to move faster now, sweeping through some other superstars...

The Miz:
That’s the dream. The day you decide to get into the business, winning the Rumble is one of the first things you think of. It’s a path to glory.

Kofi Kingston:
I remember watching the Rumble with my family when I was a kid, sitting there and rooting for guys like Hulk Hogan, Bret Hart, you know. And I always wanted to compete in one. I always wanted to win one.

CM Punk:
I don’t think some people realise how big of a deal the Rumble match is. It solidifies your status as a mainstay in this industry – you get to headline Wrestlemania.

John Morrison:
There’s probably only one thing bigger than Royal Rumble, and that’s Wrestlemania itself.

Chris Jericho:
The Royal Rumble can make a man’s entire career.

Rey Mysterio:
You can prove yourself at the Rumble. You can prove you have the skill, the dedication, the heart to be great. No-one can really doubt you anymore after you’ve done that.

Montel Vontavious Porter:
It’s the start of the Road to Wrestlemania. It’s the most exciting time of the year. And one guy gets to kick it all off, in the most exciting MATCH of the year. To be that guy – would be unbelievable.

As the music begins to play louder and louder, we cut now to see some highlights, starting with Stone Cold Steve Austin throwing The Rock out to win the 1998 Rumble...

Jim Ross:
STONE COLD! STONE COLD! STONE COLD, IS GOING TO WRESTLEMANIAAAA!

The Rock last removing the Big Show in Madison Square Garden in 2000...

Jim Ross:
BIG SHOW’S OUT OF IT! THE ROCK! THE ROCK HAS WON THE RUMBLE!

Triple H clotheslining Kurt Angle over the top rope in 2002 to win...

Jim Ross:
IT’S OVER! THE GAME! THE GAME!

Batista flinging John Cena over and out in 2005...

Jim Ross:
BATISTA BEATS CENA! BATISTA!

Rey Mysterio shocks the world by eliminating Randy Orton to win the 2006 Rumble...

Michael Cole:
HE DID IT! HE DID IT! REY MYSTERIO DID IT!

The Undertaker dumps Shawn Michaels from the ring in 2007...

Michael Cole:
THE UNDERTAKER’S GOING TO WRESTLEMANIA!

Then, we cut to black for a second-

Jim Ross:
THE ROOF JUST EXPLODED OFF MADISON SQUARE GARDEN!

-before it’s John Cena making his return at number 30 in MSG in 2008...

Jim Ross:
JOHN CENA’S NUMBER THIRTY!

And then, we see him eliminate Triple H to win that very same match...

Jim Ross:
AND CENA DOES IT!

Finally, we cut to see Randy Orton shocking Triple H and eliminating him from behind to win last year’s Rumble match...

Jim Ross:
ORTON FROM BEHIND! ORTON DOES IT!

And then, we fade away, as the music changes...

“Why are YOU going to win the 2010 Royal Rumble?”

We skip between superstars one-by-one, cast against a black background...

John Cena:
I need my WWE Title back.

Finlay:
(looks at shillelagh, then to camera with a smile)

Chavo Guerrero:
It’s my family legacy, esse.

Dolph Ziggler:
Because it’s the year of Matt- oh wait. I meant Dolph Ziggler. IT’S THE YEAR OF DOLPH FREAKING ZIGGLER.

Carlito:
Because I’m cool.

Drew McIntyre:
Because I’m the Chosen One.

Gregory Helms:
Hey, it’s time. I figure I’m due one of these sometime, right? I’m just sayin’.

Yoshi Tatsu:
...

Zack Ryder:
(lowers shades) Bro, seriously?

Super Crazy:
(pause) AAARGGGH!!!

Rhyno:
My new game plan is get in there, Gore everyone I see, then go from there.

Zack Ryder:
Um... I don’t know, how long do we have?

Ezekiel Jackson:
I don’t care. Just as long as Regal doesn’t win.

William Regal:
What did that toe-rag Jackson say?

Kane:
How many souls have I eliminated before? Do the math.

William Regal:
...I think I’m going to be sick.

Tyson Kidd:
Because I’ll break every ankle and leg in there if I have to.

David Hart Smith:
‘Cause I could make each and every man in that match TAP. Throwing them over the top rope is even easier.

Matt Hardy:
It’s my year.

Zack Ryder:
My hair, my shades, my pecs, my abs, my hair, the fact I retired Tommy Dreamer, my hair...

Montel Vontavious Porter:
This match means everything to me. No-one wants it more.

Sheamus:
(frowns) Better question, why AREN’T I gonna win t’e Rumble?

Matt Hardy:
Ziggler said that? Really?

John Morrison:
(long pause) It’s the only way to get what I’ve been training for my entire life.

Cody Rhodes:
It’s my right.

Ted DiBiase:
It’s my right.

Randy Orton:
It’s my DESTINY.

Zack Ryder:
I mentioned my hair, right? Cool.

Edge:
Because I have a point... to... prove. And to do that, I have to win this match.

The Brian Kendrick:
Stupid question.

Zack Ryder:
Oh, and because I’m the fastest rising, ass-kicking superstar on ECW, or in this whole company, dude.

Kofi Kingston:
It’s my time to break out. This is my ticket to Wrestlemania.

CM Punk:
I... I am the Messiah. There is not a man alive who can throw me over the top rope on Sunday.

Shawn Michaels:
I am the one. That’s all I know.

John Cena:
I need this.

Zack Ryder:
Woo – woo – woo... you know it.

John Morrison:
This is MY moment.

Edge:
On Sunday, things get Rated R.

Montel Vontavious Porter:
I am the anomaly. I’m the dark horse.

Edge:
All that’s left to say?

Randy Orton:
I did it last year. I’ll do it again.

Kofi Kingston:
This is it. Etch my name on the plaque of history, Kofi Kingston.

CM Punk:
Madison Square Garden will witness the power of Straight-edge.

Shawn Michaels:
This thing is mine to lose.

John Cena:
Enough talk.

Cut to black.

Edge:
Let’s rumble.

We zoom right into a swirling red transition, and ROYAL RUMBLE appears...

Narrator:
AND NOW, MONDAY NIGHT RAW, ECW ON SYFY AND FRIDAY NIGHT SMACKDOWN PRESENT...



Narrator:
WWE – ROYAL RUMBLE!

***

The camera now cuts to the world’s most famous arena, Madison Square Garden, where fireworks explode from the top of the legendary gateway, and the New York crowd goes WILD! We head to ringside, where Michael Cole and Jerry “The King” Lawler are sat, grinning.

Michael Cole:
Ladies and gentlemen, this is it! I’m Michael Cole, sat alongside WWE Hall of Famer Jerry “The King” Lawler in the Mecca of sports entertainment, Madison Square Garden, for WWE Royal Rumble! Tonight, thirty men will have the opportunity of a lifetime, when we’ll see just WHO will be the one to headline Wrestlemania Twenty-Six!

Jerry Lawler:
Oh boy, Michael, I’m excited like you wouldn’t believe! Can you believe it? The Road to Wrestlemania begins right here, right now! And the Royal Rumble is later on – I can’t wait for that!

Michael Cole:
Of course, that’s not all that’s on offer tonight, as Monday Night Raw’s two premier titles are on the line in singles matches. First off, WWE Champion Jack Swagger defends against Triple H, amidst plenty of controversy regarding the Game’s D-Generation X future.

Jerry Lawler:
It’s not lookin’ good for Triple H and Shawn Michaels right now after HBK accidentally hit the Game with Sweet Chin Music last Monday, but the Game always pulls out big performances at big events, and that’s what he’ll be needing tonight to take down the young and talented WWE Champion, Jack Swagger.

Michael Cole:
That of course in addition to the United States Title bout between current title holder The Miz and Evan Bourne, but for now, we’ll hand you over to the ECW desk – Todd Grisham and Byron Saxton!

That’s exactly where we go, to see Grisham with a smile on his face, while Saxton is more just revelling in his first Big Four pay-per-view appearance, a smirk on his face.

Todd Grisham:
Thanks Michael, and it’s a big night for ECW here tonight, as ECW Champion Christian defends his title against the two men he’s been engaged in a rivalry with for weeks on end, the Gold Standard, Shelton Benjamin, and the Ripper, Paul Burchill.

Byron Saxton:
I’m feelin’ good tonight, Todd! The reign of Christian is comin’ to close, and we can all enjoy the new era of Paul Burchill on E-C-Dubya, baby! That plus six of ECW’s finest superstars, all supported and endorsed by ECW’s General Manager Abe Washington, competing to earn themselves the right to headline Wrestlemania in the 2010 Royal Rumble match! Aww yeah!

Todd Grisham:
Well, I could disagree about Paul Burchill ‘til the cows come home Byron, but seeing as we don’t have the kind of time, I’ll pass over to Jim Ross and Matt Striker at the SmackDown desk!

We sweep over one more table to see those two men indeed, with JR tipping his hat to the camera, while Striker folds his hands in front of him and smirks.

Jim Ross:
Boomer soomer, ladies and gentlemen, you are watching Royal Rumble, presented in glorious high definition, LIVE from the world’s most famous arena, Madison Square Garden! SmackDown has two title matches here tonight, as well as a host of superstars fighting it out to win the 2010 Royal Rumble match, which is sure to be a spectacular one as always! I’m good ol’ JR, Jim Ross, with your teacher, Matt Striker!

Matt Striker:
Yes, get ready for a huge night, ladies and gentlemen, because not only are Mickie James and Michelle McCool going to go one-on-one for the Women’s Championship, but we have a HUGE first-time-ever match-up!

Jim Ross:
That’s right Matt, because tonight, World Heavyweight Champion Big Show defends his big gold belt in the very streets of New York City – it’s a NYC Brawl, created by the World’s Largest Athlete himself, and that call could be very influential in whether the World Title goes home tonight in his grasp, or Rey Mysterio’s, or Chris Jericho’s, or Batista’s.

Matt Striker:
After Batista Speared Big Show to stand tall at the end of SmackDown two nights ago JR, I’m favouring the Animal to pick up the win tonight, but the main factor in this kind of match-up, is anything can happen. And when you have concrete instead of canvas, things are gonna nasty before anyone leaves as World Heavyweight Champion, JR. They’ll have to earn their stripes for sure.

The bell chimes, and we go to Justin Roberts in the ring...

Justin Roberts:
The following contest is set for one fall, and it is for... THE UNITED – STATES – CHAMPIONSHIP!

AWWWWWWWESOOOOME!

*I CAME TO PLAY*

Boos rain down from the Madison Square Garden crowd as the UNITED STATES CHAMPION, THE MIZ walks through the famous MSG gateway, holding his title high with a smirk.

Michael Cole:
Now of course, the brash yet intelligent United States Champion has been burning through all his recent challengers on Raw, including a dominating title defence against Carlito back at Armageddon-

Jerry Lawler:
Oh come on, Michael.

Michael Cole:
Well, he won! The Miz talks a lot, sure, but he backs it up, and that’s what counts. Who knows, he might just prove it again tonight, as he takes on the man he said “will always be a nobody” and “will never be great”, Evan Bourne.

Jerry Lawler:
Well, that’s what we’ll find out right now, because if he loses the United States Title to young Evan, he’ll be eating those words for sure, Michael.

After telling some of the nearby fans not to touch him, The Miz walks the short stretch to the ring, where he slides up on to the apron, showing off the belt and smirking at the booing MSG crowd. He steps into the ring now, and taunts the audience a bit more by raising the belt as high as his arms will let him. The referee Charles Robinson asks for the belt, but The Miz tells him he’s “not getting it until the bell’s about to ring”, and backs into the corner, scowling as his music dies down.

*BORN TO WIN*

A big pop goes up from the crowd, and again the gateway opens, to show EVAN BOURNE coming through, flanked by LARRY SWEENEY and THE BELLA TWINS. Bourne high fives all the fans reaching down from their position in the tier above him, then grins, and heads for the ring, leaping under the bottom rope and heading to the first turnbuckle he sees to throw up the peace sign!

Michael Cole:
Evan Bourne earned this United States Title shot back at Armageddon when he won a Six-Man Battle Royal, and since then he’s been determined to claim the title which would “justify him getting into the industry in the first place”.

Jerry Lawler:
Yeah, I mean, Evan loves to entertain, but all he’s ever wanted since he came to the WWE was some sort of title victory, some sort of success to make it all seem a bit worthwhile, and this is the best chance he may ever get right here, right now. He’s gotta make it count, Michael.

As Larry Sweeney and the Bellas set up at ringside to cheer Bourne on, Justin Roberts waits for Bourne’s music to subside, then makes the announcements.

Justin Roberts:
Introducing first, the challenger... accompanied by “Sweet ‘n’ Sour” Larry Sweeney and the Bella Twins... from St. Louis, Missouri... weighing in tonight at one hundred, and eighty-four pounds... EEEEEVVVAAAN – BOOOOOOUUUURNE!!!

A great pop goes up for Bourne, who throws the peace sign up again to the arena, grinning. The Miz rolls his eyes, and shifts his belt from his shoulder to his hand.

Justin Roberts:
And his opponent... from Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty-one pounds... HE IS THE CURRENT UNITED – STATES – CHAMPION... THE – MIIIIIIIZ!

The Miz lifts the belt dramatically into the air, prompting Madison Square Garden to boo wildly, and the Awesome One kisses the strap before he hands it over reluctantly to Charles Robinson. The official heads to the middle of the ring, and lifts the title up briefly, before passing it to ringside. Larry Sweeney shouts some last minute advice to Bourne, who gives him a quick smile, and bounces on the balls of his feet. After a moment, The Miz crouches in anticipation, and the referee calls for the bell to start off the opening bout of Royal Rumble!

Match 1 – United States Championship – Singles Contest
The Miz (c) vs Evan Bourne

From the opening bell, Madison Square Garden is already chanting Bourne’s name, and Evan grins across at The Miz, who frowns around at the arena. Sweeney smirks on the outside, chewing his gum as the Bellas drape themselves over him, and back in the ring, Bourne throws up the peace sign to the crowd, getting another satisfactory pop. The Miz scowls, and crouches as he says “C’mon, let’s do this.” Bourne bounces about for a moment, then the pair begin to circle each other. After a second, the United States Champion darts in, looking to clip the leg, but Bourne rolls well out of the way, and grins. The Miz is less than impressed, and charges forward again, but Bourne sidesteps out of harm’s way – and then lashes out with a big kick to the chest, sending the Awesome One reeling away in pain! A pop goes up from the MSG fans, and The Miz snarls, his usual cocky demeanour vanishing as he focuses on his very dangerous opponent, and crouches again, thinking about his next move.

As the chants continue to ring around the Garden, The Miz slowly moves forward, and the pair begin to circle once again, before they lock up. They struggle for a moment, but being the heavier man, The Miz manages to force Bourne into the corner, where he starts to take the advantage, firing away with some big right hands before the referee forces him away with a count of four. Bourne holds his jaw gingerly as The Miz grows in confidence, taunting the crowd for a moment as Bourne removes himself from the corner. Once again, the United States Champion moves in for a lock-up, but this time, Bourne sweeps behind him smoothly for the waist lock, and detaches himself, lashing out with a big kick to the back! Miz groans out in pain, and staggers away, but Bourne is right on his case, grabbing him by the arm and whipping him to the ropes. The Miz comes back, and Bourne leapfrogs him... then sweeps to the floor to duck under him next time... then finally leaps up, and wipes The Miz out with a picture-perfect Dropkick! Bourne scrambles for the first cover of the event...

ONE...

BUT THE MIZ KICKS OUT!

The early kickout won’t bother Bourne, who forces himself back to his feet. The Miz sits up, breathing heavily for a moment – and Bourne cracks him with a big kick to the back! The United States Champion scrambles up to his feet, clutching his spine in pain, and staggers over to the corner, resting against the turnbuckle. Bourne will give him no respite, however, as he charges over there, and starts hammering away with stiff kicks to the stomach, causing The Miz to cry out again and again! The Awesome One is taking a BEATING in the early going here, and the referee eventually has to step in to separate Bourne, pushing him away and telling him to stop striking. The Miz recovers while this is happening, however, and when Bourne looks to go back on the attack, he gets a Big Boot from The Miz! The youngster goes down, and The Miz is immediately on his case, mounting him and firing away with nasty right hands!

With Bourne disorientated after that assault, The Miz pushes himself up, and looks down at him before he points to Sweeney on the outside, saying “Look at him! You called him a star? I’ll SHOW you a star!” as he pulls Bourne back to his feet. Sweeney ignores him from behind his shades, as The Miz sends Bourne to the ropes... but he ducks the clothesline attempt, and heads to the other ropes – only to get a nasty elbow shot to the face from The Miz, who then DRIVES him right into the corner, and starts drilling his shoulder into Bourne’s abdomen! The crowd groans with each shot, as the United States Champion looks to wear down his lively challenger. Bourne’s body is slammed into the turnbuckle repeatedly, and eventually, it takes a count of four for The Miz to move away, smirking. He takes a few steps back... then launches in with his signature Jumping Corner Clothesline, knocking Bourne into next week! The crowd groans with the impact, and Bourne topples down into the ring – The Miz takes a moment to look out at the crowd, smirking, then detaches himself from the second rope, and makes a cover...

ONE...

TWO – BUT BOURNE FORCES A SHOULDER UP!

A big cheer goes up around the Garden as Bourne saves the match-up there, and with Sweeney remaining unworried on the outside, The Miz frowns, and applies a chin lock, pressing his knee into Bourne’s back. Bourne gasps in pain, groaning out as The Miz really digs his knee in, trying to force Bourne to tap, but when the referee asks him, he gets nothing, so all he can do is crank up the pressure. He gets nothing again from Bourne, who even starts to build some crowd support. The Miz yells at the Garden to “SHUT UP” but that only encourages them, as a big “E-VAN! E-VAN!” chant kicks off, and within seconds, Bourne manages to force him up... and tosses the Awesome One down with a quick Snapmare. He runs towards the ropes, but The Miz is quick to react, sweeping himself to the mat to duck under Bourne as he runs, then rises to throw a right hand – no, Bourne ducks it, and when The Miz turns round... CRACK! HUGE KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE FROM BOURNE, AND THE MIZ GOES REELING AWAY!

The crowd loves that one, as The Miz stumbles into the corner, and Bourne goes charging in there after him, nailing him with a big Dropkick to the chest! The Miz sinks to a seated position, dazed... and Bourne takes a second to compose himself, before LAUNCHING into The Miz’s face with another brutal Dropkick, this time holding nothing back! The crowd groans with the nasty impact, and Cole and King say “Wow” in unison at ringside, as Bourne drags The Miz to the centre of the ring, and hooks a leg...

ONE...

TWO – KICKOUT FROM THE MIZ!

The crowd groans, and Bourne pushes himself back up once again. The Miz struggles to the ropes, and yanks himself up as well. Bourne sees this, and charges, but The Miz bends down and sends him over – no, he lands on the apron! The United States Champion walks into the middle of the ring, raising his arms cockily... but he doesn’t realise Bourne is right behind him, and when he turns round, Bourne springboards... right into a surprise boot to the gut from the Miz! Bourne groans in pain, and the Awesome One grabs him by the neck, before he FLINGS him under the bottom rope, sending him flying out to the outside! The crowd gasps as Bourne tumbles on to the outside mats, body contorted, and he lies there in pain for a moment, as The Miz taunts the Garden, smirking as he raises his arms. Boos rain down for the United States Champion, who now heads to the outside as well, grabbing Bourne by the head and pulling him up. Sweeney takes a step towards the pair, but both the referee and The Miz tell him to back off, the latter more angrily, before the Awesome One goes to throw Bourne into the steel steps – NO! Bourne puts his foot on the steps, stopping himself! The crowd cheers, and The Miz moves in, scowling... BUT HE GETS DROPPED FACE-FIRST INTO THE STEPS WITH A DROP TOE HOLD!

A collective groan goes up with the impact around MSG, and The Miz lies limply over the steps, as Bourne recovers himself, getting some forced-upon advice from Larry Sweeney. Bourne gives him a tired thumbs-up, and grabs The Miz’s dead weight, rolling him back into the ring... but The Miz comes to, and rolls out the other side! The crowd boos, and Bourne rolls under the bottom rope, frowning as The Miz recovers by the announce tables. Bourne looks around the arena, a smile growing on his face as the crowd begins to cheer... so the high-flyer moves over to the ropes, and springboards to the outside with the Somersault Plancha... NOOOOO!!! HE CRASHES AND BURNS, SPINE-FIRST INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! THE MIZ DIVES OUT THE WAY, AND BOURNE HITS THE ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH A SICKENING CRACK! The crowd is in shock, as is the United States Champion, who scrambles over there to grab Bourne, and roll him back into the ring, following him in for the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! BOURNE KICKS OUT! BOURNE KICKS OUT!

The crowd goes WILD! The Miz is horrified, and he looks at Charles Robinson, who holds up the dreaded two fingers! The United States Champion then looks down at Bourne, and suddenly, an evil expression crosses his face as he yanks his challenger up by his hair... and applies the Full Nelson, thinking Skull-Crushing Finale! The crowd comes alive with boos, but suddenly, Bourne comes alive, pulling himself down to throw The Miz overhead! Both men get back to their feet, and The Miz throws a right hand, which Bourne ducks... then throws a Spinning Savate Kick to the chest, sending The Miz back to the ropes in surprise! Bourne is quick to follow up, pressing the Awesome One to the ropes, and sending him across to the other side... then leapfrogging him... but The Miz manages to stop himself, and grabs Bourne from behind, nailing the Inverted Headlock Backbreaker, then swinging round and hitting the Neckbreaker to complete the combo! A groan goes up from Madison Square Garden as The Miz connects with the sequence, then hooks a leg confidently...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! BOURNE FIGHTS OUT OF IT!

The Miz yells out in frustration, but the MSG cheers as Bourne forces a shoulder up again. The United States Champion again grabs Bourne by the hair, yanking his head off the mat slightly – and starts to SLAP him repeatedly, eliciting tonnes of boos from the crowd! The Miz hisses “Who do you think you are, huh? I’M the real star!” as he assaults Bourne, and sends him reeling away with a particularly nasty-looking slap. On his hands and knees, Bourne grits his teeth in pain, and grabs the ropes to pull himself up. The Miz is right on his case, however, grabbing him by the head from behind, and yanking him up. Bourne tries to lash out with a couple of right hands, and The Miz reels back – only to CLUB Bourne in the back, forcing him back down his knees! The challenger gasps in pain, and The Miz smirks as he begins to take control... then tosses Bourne down to the bottom rope, and starts choking him against the rope with the sole of his boot! The crowd boos wildly as the referee starts a count... and The Miz yanks him off, tossing him across the ring. Bourne lands hard, energy fading, and before long, the cocky United States Champion is back on his case, pulling him up by his hair. The Miz ignores Charles Robinson’s lecturing, and fires Bourne to the ropes... he comes back into a big kick to the gut, dropping him to his knees – BEFORE THE MIZ DRILLS HIM WITH A HUGE SNAP DDT! The crowd groans with the impact, and the United States Champion will shoot the half yet again...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – BUT NO! BOURNE KICKS OUT ONCE MORE!

A big cheer goes up from the Garden once again, and The Miz looks at the official incredulously from his kneeling position, saying “That was three!” only for Charles Robinson to shake his head! The Miz’s eyes go wide as Robinson shrugs and holds up the two fingers again, prompting the Awesome One to push himself up. With Bourne still trying to figure out where he is on the canvas, The Miz crouches, beckoning for his challenger to get up so he can finish this one up... slowly but surely, Bourne does indeed find his feet, and The Miz rushes in, and locks in the Full Nelson! The crowd boos, but suddenly Bourne is alive again, pulling the Champion towards the nearest turnbuckle... before he frees one arm, and starts to SCALE the turnbuckle still in the Half-Nelson! Cheers goes up from the crowd, and Michael Cole says “Watch out, what’s he thinking...” as Bourne finds his way to the top turnbuckle, with The Miz just limply holding on to Bourne’s arm now... BUT THAT’S NOT ENOUGH TO STOP BOURNE LAUNCHING BACKWARDS, AND LANDING ON THE MIZ’S SHOULDERS TO SEND HIM FLYING WITH A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN! Both men are down for a second, and with the crowd chanting his name, Bourne slowly crawls over to the Miz for the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

NEW CHAMPION? NO! THE MIZ KICKS OUT!

The crowd groans, and Bourne looks to the sky in exasperation, before pushing himself back up... AND HEADING FOR THE CORNER AT THE ADVICE OF SWEENEY! The crowd loves it, and starts to cheer as Bourne scrambles to the top turnbuckle – only for The Miz to hurriedly get back to his feet, and clamber up to the second rope, hammering Bourne with right hands! Bourne reels and wobbles with the shots, and it looks like he might tumble all the way off... until he comes back with a cracking right hand of his own – THEN SHOVES THE MIZ OFF WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! A big cheer goes up as The Miz tumbles off, and stumbles back to his feet to avoid the Shooting Star Press... BUT THAT’S NOT ALL BOURNE CAN DO, BECAUSE HE LAUNCHES TO TAKE THE AWESOME ONE DOWN WITH THE DOUBLE KNEE DROP TO THE FACE! Bourne sticks in the pinning position on landing, and the crowd chants along with Charles Robinson’s count...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! THE MIZ FIGHTS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!

Bourne yells out, so close to winning this contest there, and with it, his first ever title in the WWE. Nevertheless, he slowly struggles to his feet, and The Miz sits up, dizzy. Bourne sees this, and winds back, before he lashes out with a big kick... no, The Miz ducks under it, and when Bourne’s momentum carries him round, THE MIZ TUGS BOURNE TO THE CANVAS WITH THE ROLL UP!

ONE...

TWO...

-BUT BOURNE THROWS HIMSELF FORWARD, PINNING THE MIZ TO THE MAT INSTEAD!

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

...WAIT, NO! THE MIZ KICKS OUT!

The crowd groans – BOURNE WAS SO CLOSE THERE! Both men roll, and get back to their feet following the energised kickout – The Miz throws a right hand, but Bourne ducks it and lashes out with the ROUNDHOUSE KICK! ...NO! The United States Champion HAD to duck that one, we’ve seen its effect in the past, and he does just that, before once again locking Bourne in the Full Nelson... BUT SWEENEY LEAPS UP ON TO THE APRON! A HUGE mixed reaction goes up as The Miz lets go of Bourne, furious, and begins to point at “Sweet ‘n’ Sour”, who shrugs and smiles from behind his glasses. Suddenly though, The Miz gets spun round, and sent to the opposite ropes by Bourne – the Awesome One ducks the incoming right hand on the rebound... AND LASHES OUT TO KNOCK SWEENEY FROM THE APRON WITH A PUNCH TO THE JAW! Sweeney goes tumbling down to boos from the crowd, as the Bellas rush over there to check on him... The Miz smirks, and turns round... CRACK! BOURNE KNOCKS HIM UNCONSCIOUS WITH THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK! THE CROWD GOES NUTS!

The Miz suddenly tumbles to the canvas, unmoving, and Bourne is quick to drag him to the corner, not realising Sweeney even got involved, before heading out to the apron! Fans around the arena get to their feet, desperate to get the best view possible of Bourne as he clambers up to the top turnbuckle... and he takes a deep, deep breath... BEFORE HE LAUNCHES TO CONNECT WITH THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!! BOURNE TURNS ON THE STYLE, AND MADISON SQUARE GARDEN GOES WILD AS HE SLOWLY CRAWLS ACROSS, AND HOOKS THE LEG...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!! BOURNE’S DONE IT!!! HE’S THE CHAMPION!!!

WINNER AND NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION: EVAN BOURNE VIA PINFALL AT 13:09

*BORN TO WIN*

Justin Roberts:
Here is your winner, and the NEW United States Champion... EEEEEVVVAAAN – BOOOOOOUUUURNE!!!

MADISON SQUARE GARDEN ERUPTS! Bourne wobbles back to his feet, barely believing what he’s just done, and as Charles Robinson hands him HIS title, the crowd gives him a HUGE ovation... so he takes the belt, and has his arm raised with a massive grin on his face, lifting the strap up high! Larry Sweeney, now recovered, rushes back into the ring to drunkenly embrace his friend, screaming “YES! YES BABY! WE DID IT!” as the Bellas join them, grinning too!

Michael Cole:
EVAN BOURNE! Evan Bourne’s done it, he’s the new United States Champion!

Jerry Lawler:
Can you believe this, Michael? Just look at Evan Bourne’s face, he can’t believe it! I wanna be the first to congratulate him, he’s deserved that so much, Michael.

Michael Cole:
Indeed a huge first title win of his career for Evan Bourne, King, and that will feel pretty good, especially after The Miz told him he’d never win this match last Monday on Raw, only for Evan to prove him wrong here in New York here tonight. Congrats to our NEW United States Champion, Evan Bourne, but that’s not all Raw has to offer tonight – don’t forget, later tonight, it’ll be the WWE Championship on the line, and will we see a new Champion crowned THEN, too? We’ll find out a bit later on.

As Bourne heads to the nearest turnbuckle, raising his title high to the joy of the crowd here at the Garden, Sweeney and the Bellas give him an enthusiastic round of applause from the middle of the ring. The Miz is on the outside now, breathing heavily in frustration following Sweeney costing him the match, and the camera slowly fades away from Bourne kissing the United States Title...

...to appear backstage, where the Animal, BATISTA, can be seen shadow boxing, a focused expression on his face. The MSG crowd boos in the background, though many are still celebrating Bourne’s victory, as ‘Tista sits down, and stares into the distance with a frown.

Again, we cut away, this time to the parking lot of the arena, where a black car slides smoothly and silently into view, and the door swings open, to show the Rated R Superstar, EDGE, struggling out! The crowd pops loudly for the Canadian, who hobbles towards the camera, and behind him, the ECW CHAMPION, CHRISTIAN exits the car too, getting another big cheer from the MSG crowd. Christian, with his ECW Title over his shoulder, rushes up behind him, and puts his arm around him to help him walk. Edge stops, and sighs.

Edge:
Look. I told you. You... stop it!

Christian frowns and takes his arm away.

Edge:
I appreciate it. Honestly man, I do. But I can walk just fine, I can wrestle just fine. I’m gonna win the Rumble... and... and I don’t need your help for that either.

Christian:
Dude, you can barely walk, let alone win a freakin’ Royal Rumble match!

Mixed reaction from the crowd. Edge frowns and looks at his injured left leg.

Edge:
You know what? I’ve been training too hard, for too long, to lose this match now. So I’m gonna go out there... and I’ll wrestle on one leg if I have to. That match is mine.

Pop. A corner of Christian’s mouth curves upwards.

Christian:
You haven’t changed at all, man.

Edge smirks back at him.

Edge:
Maybe not. Look, it was nice of you to come to hospital with me and all, and come with me to get here, but I’m fine. There’s nothin’ you can do to help me now, man, so go get ready for your match.

Christian checks his watch.

Christian:
I guess I should. But you do know, the guy who attacked you is probably gonna be in that Rumble match? What if it happens again?

Edge slaps his friend (that’s FRIEND, that’s what I’m going for) on the shoulder, and starts to hobble away with a devilish smirk, of course a trademark of his.

Edge:
If he’s there? Here’s hoping.

And with that, Edge limps out of the shot, leaving Christian to smirk at his determination. He looks endearingly at his title belt, then starts to walk in a different direction, with the camera following him. After a few seconds of him passing backstage workers and greeting a few of them with a quick smile, he arrives at a locker room with “CHRISTIAN – ECW CHAMPION” emblazoned on it. He walks into the locker room, where his bag is already lying on the bench, after a stage hand probably put it there earlier... and next to it sits KATIE LEA BURCHILL, a saddened expression on her face. A MASSIVE mixed reaction goes up in the crowd, and Katie Lea stands, as Christian frowns.

Katie Lea:
We need to talk.

Another mixed reaction goes up, as Christian quietly nods, and shuts the door on the camera. We fade back to
Madison Square Garden, where SmackDown’s Tony Chimel is in the ring. The bell chimes.

Tony Chimel:
The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the W – W – E... WOMEN’S – CHAMPIONSHIP!

Small pop from the fans, as the graphic spins on to the screen, and suddenly, the Garden has music booming throughout it...

*OBSESSION*

A healthy pop goes up as the famous gates of the Garden spread open, and MICKIE JAMES steps out, grinning at the arena in front of her. She takes a second to greet the fans reaching down above her, then heads down the short ramp to the ring, greeting every fan who stretches out their hand. After a few seconds, she rolls into the ring, and heads to the turnbuckle, pointing out to Madison Square Garden with a smile.

Jim Ross:
We’ve already seen one title change hands in the first match of the evening, we could easily see another in this match, the first of SmackDown’s offerings this evening-

Matt Striker:
I wouldn't hold your breath on that one, JR.

Jim Ross:
Well, I would, Matt. Mickie James is a woman on a serious mission. She’s desperate to give the WWE female fan base a true role model as Women’s Champion, and it would give her immense pleasure to take that title off her opponent tonight, especially after the HELL that Team Lay-Cool has put her through.

Matt Striker:
Mickie James has just been overreacting, JR. She’s overly sensitive about the fact that she can’t beat Michelle McCool, and tonight, it’ll just be another block in the road, trust me. I’m an educated man, JR, I should know.

Mickie hops down off the turnbuckle, and waits in the corner as her music subsides...

YOU’RE NOT ENOUGH FOR ME...

*NOT ENOUGH FOR ME*

Boos ring around the arena, and the doors open again to see the WOMEN’S CHAMPION, MICHELLE MCCOOL and LAYLA come strutting out, smirking. Various people reach down to greet Team Lay-Cool, but they frown in disgust and head for the ring, smirking again as they see a focused Mickie James in the ring. McCool takes the steps up to the apron, then raises her title to the Garden before she steps between the ropes.

Jim Ross:
Now, since June of last year, Michelle McCool has been the reigning Women’s Champion, often retaining her title under dubious circumstances thanks to the help of her best friend Layla, and her superior attitude makes her one of the most egotistical Women’s Champions of all time.

Matt Striker:
But more importantly, she’s been Champion for all this time, and she’s beaten off every single challenger who’s come her way. She’ll do exactly the same tonight, JR, just like she said she would. And I – oh, hey Layla!

Striker waves over at Layla once again, who excitedly grins at him, then turns her attention back to the ring, where McCool raises her title at Mickie from across the ring. Mickie sighs, and tests the ropes for a second, before Michelle’s music dies out, and Chimel takes a step forward.

Tony Chimel:
Introducing first, the challenger... from Richmond, Virginia... MIIIIICKIE – JAAAAAMES!

A big cheer goes up from the MSG crowd, and Mickie raises her arms, smiling briefly before her focused look returns. James now stares down Michelle, who brushes her hair out of her eyes, and waits her turn...

Tony Chimel:
And her opponent... from Palatka, Florida... she is the CURRENT WWE Women’s Champion... MICHEEEEELLE – MCCOOOOOOL!!!

The Garden boos and jeers as McCool lifts her title into the air, nodding her head with a smirk. Layla applauds her repeatedly, and Mickie eyes the title enviously from the corner. The referee, Justin King, takes the belt from Michelle, and raises it up high before handing it to ringside. Tony Chimel exits the squared circle, and the crowd buzzes as the two women start to limber up. The official has a quick word with both competitors, then calls for the bell to kick off this title bout!

Match 2 – Women’s Championship – Singles Contest
Michelle McCool (c) vs Mickie James

The two women begin to circle each other, with McCool’s eyes flickering about the arena, but Mickie is deadly focused, staring right at the Women’s Champion. After a moment, a few “Mickie! Mickie!” chants kick off, and the pair each lurch forward for their first lock-up of the match. They struggle for a moment, but Mickie is determined, and she manages to slowly force Michelle to the corner. Michelle shrieks “Get ‘er off me!” at Justin King, who doesn’t even get to ask, as Mickie provides the clean break, smiling as she moves backwards. The Women’s Champion rubs her jaw in frustration, and as she moves out of the corner, the women begin to circle once again. After a second, Mickie makes the first move, throwing a right hand, but Michelle ducks under it, and when James turns round, the Women’s Champion strikes with a kick to the gut. Mickie keels over, gasping in pain, and suddenly, Michelle’s hand is round her challenger’s jaw, as she talks some trash... THEN SLAPS THE TASTE OUT OF MICKIE’S MOUTH!

The crowd cries “OHHH” as Mickie reels away in pain, and then it’s boos ringing around the Garden once again as Mickie turns to face her enemy, clutching her face as she stares a hole through the smirking McCool. The Women’s Champion raises her arms, saying “What you gonna do, huh?” – AND SHE SOON FINDS OUT, AS MICKIE SHOOTS THE DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN, AND FIRES AWAY WITH FRENZIED RIGHT HANDS! Madison Square Garden goes wild as Mickie nails shot after shot, letting out all her frustration from the past couple of weeks pour out! After a few moments of Mickie punching away relentlessly, Justin King has to break things up, forcing Mickie off at a count of four. McCool wobbles back to her feet, and Mickie is right on her case, pressing her to the ropes and whipping her across to the other side... but Michelle ducks the incoming clothesline – and pulls her down to the mat aggressively by her hair! McCool absorbs the boos that come her way, as well as the lecturing from the official, before she drops for the cover...

ONE...

BUT MICKIE KICKS OUT!

A warm cheer goes up around the arena, but McCool is less than impressed, as she tugs Mickie back to her feet by her hair, and tosses her across the second rope. Again ignoring Justin King’s reprimanding, Michelle heads over to where Mickie is draped on the ropes, and begins to CHOKE the life right out of her with a knee to the back of the neck! The crowd boos wildly as Mickie gasps for air, and the referee immediately starts a count, which McCool utilises ‘til four before releasing her challenger. Mickie drops to the mat, clutching her throat in pain, and McCool takes a moment to taunt the crowd, as Layla applauds her eagerly from ringside. Michelle then grabs another handful of Mickie’s hair, before yanking her back to her feet once again, and applying a front facelock. However, Mickie bursts into action, DRIVING the Champion into the corner! McCool cries out, and the crowd cheers as Mickie starts to lash out again, battering Michelle with some furious right hands to the face!

Michelle is being absolutely hammered here, and it’s only when Justin King finds himself getting involved AGAIN, does Mickie James stop her onslaught, taking a step back to enjoy the crowd’s support. The Women’s Champion barely knows where she is, and Mickie capitalises, whipping her off to the opposite turnbuckle... where she collides HARD with the corner, and goes staggering back into the centre of the ring – AND GETS HER HEAD KNOCKED OFF BY A STIFF CLOTHESLINE FROM MICKIE JAMES! The challenger yells out with adrenaline as Michelle goes down, and then Mickie is suddenly down to hook the leg...

ONE...

TWO – BUT MICHELLE KICKS OUT AS THE HAND COMES DOWN!

The MSG crowd groans as Michelle fights out, but Mickie is right back on offence, pulling Michelle up (by her hair no less, just to return the favour) and sending her to the corner. McCool groans in pain as she hits the turnbuckle, and Mickie goes charging in – but Michelle bends down, and sends Mickie soaring up... AND HER HEAD SMACKS OFF THE TOP BUCKLE! The crowd groans as Mickie tumbles down to the canvas, completely dazed, and McCool staggers about the ring, still a bit dizzy herself. After a moment’s recovery though, McCool yanks her challenger back to the middle of the ring by her leg... and locks in a Single-Leg Boston Crab! Mickie cries out in pain as Michelle cranks back, and Justin King immediately drops to the mat, asking Mickie if she wants to tap. He gets a firm “NO!” in reply, and Layla tells McCool to crank up the pressure – Michelle is no slouch, though, and she’s doing it already, desperately trying to wear Mickie down past her pain barrier... but no, she won’t tap! The crowd is egging Mickie towards the ropes, and slowly, it looks like she might be getting somewhere... so McCool releases the hold, and tries to pull her back – but Mickie turns over, and shoves Michelle away with her spare boot! McCool stumbles away, blinking in confusion, and has to use the ropes to keep herself up. She turns around, and throws a wild clothesline... but Mickie ducks it, and throws Michelle down with the Snapmare – and then nails a Dropkick to the back of the head to follow up! McCool cries out as she slumps to the canvas, and Layla is shown frowning on the outside as Mickie makes the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

BUT MCCOOL FORCES A SHOULDER UP!

Mickie puts a hand to her forehead in surprise, then pushes herself back up, keeping a close eye on Layla’s presence at ringside. McCool finds herself up to a knee, so Mickie tries to apply a front facelock, but the Women’s Champion drives forward suddenly, shoving Mickie out through the ropes! The crowd groans as Mickie lands hard on the outside, and Michelle takes a second to recover in the ring. Mickie struggles back up, and McCool charges forward, thinking Baseball Slide... NO! Mickie sidesteps it, then gives Michelle a big right hand to send her tumbling to the floor! The crowd cheers, and Mickie pulls her straight back up, simply for the purpose of SLAMMING her head into the top of the announce table! Another big cheer goes up as McCool flops on top of the desk, and Striker criticises Mickie’s morals – the challenger grabs Michelle back off the table now, and flings her back in the ring. Layla screams for Michelle to “do something!” as Mickie rolls back in the ring, and pulls the Women’s Champion back up – then applies the front facelock again, thinking Mickie-DT! The crowd cheers as Mickie throws up her arm... but McCool spins out of the hold, and throws Mickie across the ring with the Belly-to-Belly Suplex! The crowd groans as Mickie lies motionlessly on the floor, and McCool tugs her away from the ropes before making the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NO! MICKIE KICKS OUT SOMEHOW!

A big cheer goes up from the Garden, and Michelle is immediately in Justin King’s face, telling him that Mickie couldn’t have kicked out, but clearly that’s the case, and she’s not happy at all! The Women’s Champion looks down at Mickie and says “That won’t keep ya down, Mickie? I know something that will!” before she yanks her challenger back to her feet. McCool then pulls Mickie towards the corner... and puts her in Powerbomb position! The crowd boos as Michelle takes a step up, and then another, so that she’s on the second rope, before she pulls Mickie up – she’s thinking FAITH BREAKER FROM THE SECOND ROPE... but Mickie rolls back down, evoking a sigh of relief from the MSG crowd, before she sends Michelle flying with a Back Body Drop! The crowd cheers as Michelle lands hard, and Layla is seen frowning with concern once again as Mickie heads to the second rope herself. Michelle staggers back to her feet, and the crowd is abuzz as Mickie bends to launch... AND NAILS THE ELEVATED LOU THESZ PRESS! THE CROWD CHEERS WILDLY, AND MICKIE HOOKS BOTH LEGS...

ONE...

TWO...

NEW CHAMPION? NO!!! MICHELLE KICKS OUT!!!

The crowd gasps and groans as McCool keeps this match alive, and Mickie runs a hand through her hair in exasperation. Undeterred, she pulls Michelle back up... and applies the front facelock again! The crowd cheers as Mickie raises the arm to nail the Mickie-DT – but Michelle AGAIN escapes, this time pushing her challenger towards the ropes... where Layla stretches out a hand to get involved, but Mickie kicks it away viciously! A pop goes up as Mickie scouts Layla’s interference, then turns round with a smile – KICK TO THE SKULL... DUCKED BY MICKIE! The crowd cheers as Mickie ducks that massive kick of Michelle’s, then spins for the MICK KICK – BUT NO! Michelle dodges THAT, and heads to the ropes... THEN CRACK! SHE LASHES OUT WITH THE HUGE KICK TO THE SKULL, AND MICKIE GETS FLATTENED! Michelle holds up three fingers with a smirk, then drops down over Mickie’s lifeless body...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO? NO! NO!!! MICKIE SOMEHOW GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Michelle can’t believe it! That kick has put countless competitors away, but it’s NOT enough to keep Mickie down, as there’s a definite kickout from the challenger! Madison Square Garden starts to chant Mickie’s name again, and Michelle looks to the sky in frustration, before yanking her opponent back up by her hair. Ignoring Justin King once again, she hooks the arms now, thinking WINGS OF LOVE – but Mickie spins out suddenly, and applies the front facelock one more time! The crowd cheers, but suddenly, Michelle lashes out with a knee to the gut, taking the wind out of Mickie’s sails... before she escapes – AND FIRES THE ROLL UP!

ONE...

MICHELLE HOOKS THE TIGHTS-

TWO...

-AND A SPARE HAND ON THE NEARBY SECOND ROPE-

THREE!

-MICHELLE MCCOOL STEALS IT!

WINNER AND STILL WOMEN’S CHAMPION: MICHELLE MCCOOL VIA PINFALL AT 7:55

*NOT ENOUGH FOR ME*

Tony Chimel:
Here is your winner, and STILL the WWE Women’s Champion... MICHELLE – MCCOOOOOL!

The crowd boos wildly as Michelle rolls from the ring, and her music plays around the arena! Layla hurriedly grabs the title from ringside, and eagerly tosses it to her Team Lay-Cool associate – they rush away from the ring, grinning as Michelle lifts the title into the air, but the Garden boos wildly, and Mickie is just as furious!

Jim Ross:
No! NO! This is wrong, god dammit! Michelle McCool just completely robbed Mickie James of the Women’s Championship, Matt!

Matt Striker:
What are you talking about, JR? Michelle completely dominated that match, and she got the three count, what more do you want?

Jim Ross:
Mickie James just got screwed, Matt! This is... this is wrong! McCool will do whatever it takes to keep that belt, even if it crosses into moral bankruptcy! I’m disgusted!

Matt Striker:
But more importantly, JR, we still have our true role model as Women’s Champion, and that’s good enough for me. It’s gonna be a while ‘til SmackDown sees a better pair of Divas than these two, JR!

As Mickie leans against the turnbuckle, hand on her head in frustration, and Team Lay-Cool celebrate up towards the MSG gate at the top of the ramp, we cut backstage...

...to see BRUTUS MAGNUS and PAUL BURCHILL sat in their locker room. The crowd boos at the sight of the Englishmen, who are sat on a bench, as Burchill pulls his beanie on to his head, and stands up, also wearing his trench coat as usual. Magnus looks up at him, and stands too, smirking.

Brutus Magnus:
You ready for this?

Burchill bares his teeth with a devilish grin.

Paul Burchill:
Yeah, for a while now.

Both men smirk again.

Brutus Magnus:
I figured. If you want a hand, I’m right here-

Paul Burchill:
Last Tuesday, I put Christian through a table.

Awkward pause.

Paul Burchill:
I don’t need any help keeping him down for three tonight.

Magnus nods with another smirk, and Burchill turns towards the door behind them... to see KATIE LEA walking through it, wiping her eyes for some reason. Her brother frowns.

Paul Burchill:
And where the HELL have you been?

Katie Lea looks at the Ripper with a sympathetic look, as if pitying him. She stays silent, however, and rubs her eyes, frustrated as her mascara runs a little.

Paul Burchill:
Well... are you ready to go?

Katie Lea laughs under her breath, then nods with pursed lips.

Katie Lea:
Y’know what, Paul? I sure am.

That’s all that Burchill needs to know, as he nods, and storms out of the room, baring his teeth in anticipation. Katie Lea takes one look at Brutus Magnus, who smirks at her, and she turns on her heel to follow her brother. The camera stays on Magnus, whose smirk vanishes as Katie Lea leaves, and he sits down, flexing his muscles for his amusement before we cut away...

...and we see REY MYSTERIO in his locker room, making sure his mask is on tightly. He gets a HUGE pop from the Madison Square Garden crowd as he hops off the steel chair on which he was sat, and exits the room. We follow him down the corridor, then see him disappear into the distance, as he looks to go check the conditions out there, just as Chris Jericho was seen doing earlier. Once again, we cut away...

...and this time it’s JOSH MATTHEWS who appears, holding a mic in his hand.

Josh Matthews:
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time... he is the WWE Champion, the All-American American, Jack Swagger!

The crowd boos intensely as Swagger steps into the shot, title belt over his shoulder. He smirks, and waits to be questioned by Matthews, who sharply inhales:

Josh Matthews:
Jack, tonight you defend your WWE Championship against the Game, Triple H. Now, Triple H has been having troubles with his D-Generation X partner Shawn Michaels, and you’ve pinned him recently, but last Monday he cost you your match against... against Edge, and then delivered a Pedigree to you two nights ago on Friday. You’ve looked very impressive of late, but has this last week rattled you at all? I mean, Triple H has won ten World Titles-

Jack Swagger:
I’m just gonna stop you there, Josh, before you get your head stuck too far up Triple H’s ass. You know, like all of his pathetic fans who chant his name and make fools of themselves.

Heat from the crowd. A few “Triple H! Triple H!” chants kick off, but Swagger cuts through them.

Jack Swagger:
Ignore what’s happened this week. I could have beaten both Edge AND the Big Show if it wasn’t for Triple H, and that’s... why he cost me those matches. Because he knows that if I beat them easily, I’ll just make him look even more inferior to me.

More boos.

Jack Swagger:
But tonight, there is no more doubt. Tonight, Triple H can’t hide that I am better than him. He can’t hide that I am the ultimate wrestler. In that ring, I am second to none, on a tier all of my own, and that is why... Triple H fears me.

The heat just rains down on Swagger, who smirks.

Jack Swagger:
Yep, Triple H is afraid of me, because even with his ten World Titles, he’s on the way out the door here on Raw. He’s getting old, his judgment’s getting clouded, as proven by the fact he seems to keep forgetting who his enemy is, by fighting with Shawn Michaels instead of me.

More boos from the crowd, as Michael Cole mutters “Okay, that’s hardly the truth.”

Jack Swagger:
So even though he’s hiding it behind his problems with Shawn Michaels, I’ll just clarify. I am better than Triple H. The only thing that’s stopping everyone agreeing with me, is his little excuse. The excuse of “I’m having trouble with my partner”. Well of all people, Hunter, you’d think YOU would know a crap cover story when you see one.

Heat.

Jack Swagger:
But simply so everyone can finally see just how washed-up you are, I’ll expose your little facade, right here tonight. Because I am the two-time All-American American, the former ECW Champion, the hottest thing on Raw, and the current, defending and forever reigning WWE Champion – JACK – SWAGGER!

More boos as Swagger laughs. He pauses, and takes a long look at the belt, before turning his head back to the camera.

Jack Swagger:
And y’know how you said a few weeks ago, that it was “Game on”?

Swagger smirks, and slowly, clenches his free hand into a thumbs-down.

Jack Swagger:
For your title hopes, Hunter... tonight, it’s game over.

Boos rain down from the Garden, as Swagger leaves the shot, and Matthews mumbles “Thanks for your time” after him. We’ll cut back to the arena itself...

...to see ECW’s ring announcer, LAUREN MAYHEW, standing in the ring in a short dress, with a mic in her hand. The bell chimes, and she smiles. After a second of soaking up her moment in the sun, she raises the mic.

Lauren Mayhew:
Ladies and gentlemen, the following Triple Threat match is scheduled for one fall... and it is for, the E – C – W – CHAMPIONSHIP!

AIN’T NO STOPPIN’ ME... NAAAAAAW!!!

*AIN’T NO STOPPIN’ ME*

BOOM goes the pyro above the gates of the Garden as they open, and SHELTON BENJAMIN comes bouncing out to the beat of his music, lapping up a good reaction from the MSG crowd.

Todd Grisham:
Welcome to ECW’s main offering for the evening, the ECW Title match, featuring the man who won an Eight-Man Battle Royal many weeks ago to earn himself this shot, the Gold Standard, the best pure athlete in the WWE, Shelton Benjamin.

Byron Saxton:
Shelton walked away with a huge win back at Saturday Night’s Main Event, Todd, teaming with Charlie Haas, and he... well, he PINNED Paul Burchill! I can’t believe it, but he pinned him good, Todd!

Todd Grisham:
Byron... I was there.

Byron Saxton:
I mean, yeah! You gotta see it to believe it, Todd! Shelton’s on a wave of momentum right now – can’t say I like the guy, but who knows, he’s got a lotta athleticism and he’s no slouch, he knows his stuff. Maybe he could surprise us tonight!

Benjamin leaps up to the apron, grinning at the crowd, then launches over the top rope. He heads for the turnbuckles, playing up the MSG crowd by waving his arms and telling them to make some noise, then hops down, and waits as his music subsides...

*GENERATOR A*

The crowd boos wildly as the gates swing open once again, and this time it’s PAUL BURCHILL, accompanied by his sister, KATIE LEA BURCHILL, who walks out in his trench coat and beanie, a look of devilish anticipation on his face. He beckons Katie Lea to follow him to the ring, and makes her open the ropes for him to get in. Benjamin watches the Ripper with a quiet smirk as he heads for a turnbuckle, soaking up the atmosphere as Katie Lea looks elsewhere at ringside. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, she places her hands on the apron, and looks towards the ramp, as Burchill barks a few more instructions at her from the ring.

Todd Grisham:
Paul Burchill forced his way into this match back when Tiffany was General Manager, and since then, he’s used whatever tactics he’s deemed necessary to get an upper hand on his opponents – Byron, sit down!

Byron Saxton:
Huh? Oh, sorry, just, uh... just givin’ a round of applause to our NEXT E-C-Dubya Champion, know what I mean? Now uh, what were we talkin’ about?

Todd Grisham:
Paul Burchill’s questionable tactics?

Byron Saxton:
What? The guy put the ECW Champion through a table last Tuesday, and all you can think about are his tactics? Get some perspective, Todd. Just enjoy Paul Burchill’s performance right here tonight, you won’t be disappointed, and neither will this capacity crowd.

Burchill whips off his trench coat and beanie, showing his long hair in its entirety, and settles in the other free corner as HIS music dies down now. The electronic part of stage above the gates turns gold...

...GO!

*JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES*

AND IT’S A MASSIVE CHEER FOR CHRISTIAN! The gates swing open to show the grinning ECW Champion stepping forward in his silver tracksuit, and he raises his title high to a big cheer from Madison Square Garden! Grinning even wider now at the reaction, he leaps up to high five some of the fans reaching down from above, then searches around MSG for some ‘peeps’... then sprints to the ring, sliding in and raising his title once again!

Todd Grisham:
Christian is one of the most successful ECW Champions since its revival a few years ago, and tonight, he plans to defend his title once again, in front of this hot crowd in New York City!

Byron Saxton:
You can’t argue with the reaction, Todd, but you can’t argue with the new General Manager either, and that’s just what Christian’s been doing lately with Abe Washington. And y’know what, it hasn’t turned out well for him, Todd.

Todd Grisham:
Indeed, Christian told Washington that he’d “never be as good as Tiffany”, and since then, Washington’s been on a bit of a mission to screw Christian over, especially with this match on the horizon.

Byron Saxton:
Not on the horizon anymore though, Todd – here it is! The match that could change the whole ECW landscape, baby!

Christian nods at his upcoming opponents as he holds his title above his head, then heads between the two spare turnbuckles, raising his title to the crowd. He then heads towards Benjamin, who steps aside to allow him to play to the crowd in his corner, but when he moves towards Burchill, the Englishman won’t move, and the crowd boos. Christian shrugs, and moves away to the corner to await the introductions. The music dies out, and we are left with silence... but not for long, as a host of “Christian” and “Shelton” chants begin in the fired-up crowd. Lauren Mayhew steps forward to introduce the three men...

Lauren Mayhew:
Introducing first... from Orangeburg, South Carolina, weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty-eight pounds... THE GOOOOOLD STANDARD... SHELTON – BENJAMIN!

Benjamin raises his arms to the crowd, smirking, as a big, healthy pop goes up from the Garden. Burchill scoffs.

Lauren Mayhew:
And his opponents, first... from Chelsea, England, weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty-seven pounds... THE RIPPER... PAAAAAAUUUUUUL – BURCHILL!

The crowd boos intensely again as the Ripper’s name is called, but he simply bares his teeth at his competitors, and stays where he is, resting his arms along the top rope in the corner. The crowd buzzes...

Lauren Mayhew:
And finally... from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds... HE IS THE CURRENT E – C – W – CHAMPIOOOOON... CHRIIIIIISTIAN!

A massive collective cheer goes up for Christian as he throws his belt as high as his arms will let him, and he grins, enjoying the red-hot crowd in the Garden. Backtracking to the corner, he begins to remove his tracksuit, handing the belt to Mike Chioda to raise to the arena as well. Chioda hands the belt to ringside, and makes sure Christian’s tracksuit has been removed from the ring before having a quick chat with each man. He then nods around, making a few last second checks, before he calls for the bell!

Match 3 – ECW Championship – Triple Threat
Christian (c) vs Paul Burchill vs Shelton Benjamin

As the bell’s chime fades away, the crowd buzzes as the participants look around, and the camera zooms in on their faces. Benjamin’s eyes flicker between his two opponents, crouching as he thinks through his strategy, while Christian is relaxed, shaking out his arms as he moves forward. Burchill is the complete opposite, however, clenching his fists and baring his teeth at Christian... AND HE WASTES NO TIME, LAUNCHING TOWARDS THE ECW CHAMPION... NO! Christian darts out the way, shocked, and Burchill collides with the turnbuckle! The crowd groans, and suddenly, Christian grabs the Ripper by the hair, before flinging him through the middle rope and out to the Garden floor! Burchill tumbles to the outside with a HARD impact, and Katie Lea goes to check on him somewhat half-heartedly, as Christian turns to face Benjamin, and these two start to circle, the ECW Champion now smirking as his confidence grows.

After a moment, Benjamin and Christian burst forward, locking up to a mild pop from the crowd, as chants for both men break out to encourage them. They struggle for power for a second... then Benjamin darts round the side, catching Christian with a waist lock! Christian struggles, but Shelton’s grip is tight, and he manages to pull the ECW Champion down with a nice takedown, still holding the waist. He floats over smoothly into the facelock, and tries to keep Christian down, but Captain Charisma rolls to the side, and finds a way out. Both men get back up, with Benjamin smirking a little, and they move in again... but Benjamin is first to strike, grabbing the arm to wring it overhead – and then pulling him down with a superb Arm Drag! The crowd applauds slightly for the oh-so-smooth move from the Gold Standard, who applies some pressure on the arm more to send a message than wear Christian down, then releases the arm as the ECW Champion struggles out and stands. Once again, the pair square each other up, with Christian wearing a look of frustration after being outwrestled twice in two exchanges...

...and then they both dart in again, locking up for a third time. Mixed chants ring around the arena, while Burchill staggers to his feet on the outside, still holding his head gingerly. In the ring, Shelton outthinks Christian again by applying a side headlock, and trying to force him down, but the ECW Champion pushes him to the ropes, and frees himself by sending him across the ring. Benjamin comes charging back, so Christian takes a couple of steps back – and DUMPS Benjamin with a Flapjack on to the top rope! The crowd groans with the impact as the Gold Standard gets hung up, gasping for breath, and Christian recovers... BEFORE RUNNING THROUGH HIM WITH A RUNNING FOREARM SMASH WHEN HE TURNS AROUND! Benjamin gets FLATTENED, and Christian lets out a huge yell of adrenaline before dropping to make the cover...

ONE...

TWO... KICKOUT BY BENJAMIN!

A mixed reaction goes up from the crowd, and Christian grabs Benjamin, pulling him back up. He puts him in a front facelock, and looks to nail some sort of DDT – BUT PAUL BURCHILL IS THERE, AND HE TAKES CHRISTIAN’S HEAD OFF WITH A BIG BOOT! The crowd groans with the sickening impact as Christian tumbles lifelessly to the mat, and suddenly Burchill is back with a vengeance, tossing Benjamin to the corner, and just WHALING away with right hands to the Gold Standard’s face! The stiff shots repeatedly send Shelton’s neck wrenching backwards, and Mike Chioda is powerless to tell him to stop, seeing as this match is no disqualifications!

Burchill slows down, picking his shots now as he wears down the Gold Standard... but suddenly the crowd begins to cheer, as Christian stands up, and charges in – but Burchill sees him coming, and just FLINGS the ECW Champion shoulder-first into Benjamin’s abdomen! Another groan goes up around the Garden as Burchill continues to show his ruthless side, and he yanks Christian out of the corner to further that idea, hooking him up with a Pumphandle hold... and laying him out with a brutal Pumphandle Sidewalk Slam! The crowd groans once again as Christian lies still, and Benjamin edges himself out of the corner, still aching all over. Burchill sees him, however, and darts into action, sending Benjamin flying with a Back Body Drop... RIGHT ON TO CHRISTIAN ON THE CANVAS! “OHH!” cries the crowd again as both men spasm around on the mat, and the Ripper smirks before making the cover on the reigning ECW Champion...

ONE...

TWO... BUT CHRISTIAN KICKS OUT!

The crowd cheers as Christian surprises the Ripper, who frowns, and tugs him back to his feet by his arm, then whips him to the corner. Christian collides with the turnbuckle with a nasty impact, but he keeps himself upright using the ropes. Burchill sets himself for a second, then charges – straight into the sole of Christian’s boot! The crowd cheers as the Ripper staggers backwards, clutching his jaw in pain. Christian doesn’t move out of the corner, however, so Burchill looks to move in again, frustrated – but the ECW Champion sidesteps him, and pushes him into the corner instead! Burchill gasps as he collides with the turnbuckle, and suddenly, Christian starts lashing out with repeated Knife Edge Chops, wearing Burchill down as the crowd cries “WOOO!” in stereo. Benjamin is back up, and he exchanges a quick word with Christian before Captain Charisma grabs him by the arm... and propels him towards the corner, where he HAMMERS Burchill with a huge Stinger Splash! The impact looks painful, and indeed, Burchill is barely able to breath as he wobbles out of the corner... and Christian wipes him out with a Dropkick!

Another healthy cheer goes up as the Ripper gets floored and rolls to the corner, and the remaining two men look to face off once again, with Christian edging the previous exchange. Mixed chants ring around the Garden AGAIN, slightly in favour of Christian, and the pair move forward. Benjamin waits for an opening, then lashes out with a fast, high kick – but Christian scouts it, ducking the strike and coming back with a clothesline... nope, Benjamin ducks THAT, and whips Christian to the corner. He looks to follow up with the Stinger Splash – BUT NOBODY’S HOME, AND BENJAMIN GOES FACE-FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE... THEN GETS THE PENDULUM KICK TO THE JAW TO ADD TO HIS WOES! The crowd cheers, and Benjamin topples down to the canvas. Christian detaches himself from the ropes, and finds himself on the apron, where he looks around Madison Square Garden with a smirk – then starts to clamber up the top turnbuckle! The crowd cheers as Christian finally makes it to the top, and looks to be considering the Frog Splash – BUT BENJAMIN GETS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND LEAPS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE TO THROW CHRISTIAN ACROSS THE RING WITH THE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE! WHAT A MOVE!

Despite Benjamin and Christian lying still now after impact, the crowd can’t stop cheering for the amazing move, and for a moment, there is no movement. That is, until Paul Burchill finds his feet, and looks to capitalise, yanking Benjamin to his feet, and sending him to the ropes... but he ducks under the Englishman’s clothesline attempt, then turns round – CRACK! OH! SUPERKICK TO BURCHILL’S CHIN, SENDING HIM DOWN! Benjamin soaks up the big cheer that goes up, then hooks a leg...

ONE...

TWO... BUT THE RIPPER FORCES UP A SHOULDER!

The referee cries “Two!” to ringside, as Benjamin kneels beside Burchill, and sighs in frustration at how close he came there. He tries to pull Burchill up, but the Englishman punches him in the gut, and as Benjamin reels away, the Ripper stands of his own accord. Shelton bounces on the balls of his feet, sizing Burchill up, then darts to grip him a waist lock... but Burchill is having NONE of it, and he just WALLOPS Shelton with a massive elbow shot to the face! The crowd groans as the Gold Standard wobbles backwards, barely knowing where he is, and Burchill sends him to the ropes... but Benjamin instinctively grabs the top rope to stop himself rebounding... only for Burchill to launch forward, and take them both over the top rope with a big clothesline!

The crowd pops a bit as the pair clatter to the outside, and inside the ring, Christian begins to crawl across the canvas, still dazed from that Belly-to-Belly from the top rope. On the outside, Burchill pulls himself up by the barricade, a little dazed, then pulls Shelton back to his feet... and blasts him with a hard right hand! Benjamin staggers away, but he sets himself... and comes back with a shot of his own, getting a big cheer from the crowd! Burchill returns the favour once again, smacking Shelton hard, only to get one back, and with both men on the outside, slogging away slowly, Christian pulls himself up. The crowd cheers as the ECW Champion looks to the outside with a sly smirk, the proverbial light bulb flashing above his head... and he heads for the turnbuckle, before springboarding off it to the outside – AND WIPING OUT BENJAMIN AND BURCHILL WITH A STUNNING PLANCHA! CUE THE ROAR FROM THE GARDEN, THEY LOVED THAT!

With the cheers still ringing around the arena, we have to wait a while (and sit through numerous replays) while Grisham and Saxton go through how amazing that move was, before finally, it’s Christian who pulls himself to his feet using the apron. Slowly regaining his senses, he looks down at the two men lying lifelessly beneath him, and he picks Burchill to pull up, managing to shove his dead weight into the ring. With Katie Lea taking in a sharp intake of breath on the outside, Christian lets Burchill lie on the mat, and sets himself on the second rope, looking to do a little more damage before he goes for a cover! Burchill slowly finds his feet, wobbling as he does, then turns to face the corner... where Christian launches – AND NAILS THE DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT, THE FLASHPOINT! Burchill takes the shot hard, falling down, as the crowd cheers wildly for Christian, and the man himself makes the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NO! SHELTON BENJAMIN BREAKS IT UP WITH A DESPERATE AXE HANDLE!

A groan goes up as Christian misses out on victory by the narrowest of margins there, and Benjamin is right on the ECW Champion’s case, pulling him to his feet. The Gold Standard applies a waist lock, thinking German Suplex, but Christian struggles, and manages to spin free, pushing Benjamin desperately towards the ropes. He bends down way too early, however, and Shelton comes back with a cracking kick to the jaw! Christian reels to a standing position, and now Benjamin sends him to the ropes instead – Benjamin leapfrogs him when he comes back... then drops down to let him run over him... then leaps up to wipe the Livewire out with a beautiful Dropkick! The crowd cheers for the nice move, with the inevitable boos coming from the die-hard Christian fans, as Benjamin heads for the ropes, and springboards... THEN LANDS THE SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT TO THE ECW CHAMPION... AND THE COVER!

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NO! THIS TIME IT’S BURCHILL SAVING THE CONTEST WITH A STOMP TO THE BACK!

The crowd boos wildly as Burchill aggressively breaks things up, and pulls Benjamin back to his feet with bared teeth and an angry expression. Shelton’s not on his feet for long, though, as Burchill smacks him back down with a striking clothesline! Benjamin gets back up... BOOM! Another big clothesline to the jaw sends Benjamin down, but he foolishly shoves himself back to his feet, and throws a poorly judged clothesline of his own... which Burchill ducks – AND DUMPS HIM WITH A POWERFUL SAITO SUPLEX! The crowd groans with the impact, and Christian is up, charging in to take on the Ripper – WHO JUST SENDS HIM UP AND DOWN WITH ANOTHER SAITO SUPLEX! Burchill beats his chest wildly, baring his teeth as he fires up with adrenaline, and the crowd boos wildly as he takes his time, enjoying his control over Christian on the canvas... but he takes so long to taunt, that Benjamin struggles back up, and immediately heads for the ropes... Springboard Moonsault – NO! BURCHILL CATCHES HIM SUDDENLY, AND DUMPS HIM WITH A BRAINBUSTER! The crowd groans with the brutal impact, and the Ripper hooks a leg, smirking...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT CHRISTIAN DIVES IN TO BREAK IT UP!

A big cheer goes up around Madison Square Garden as Christian breaks up the cover, and Burchill rolls away, clutching his back in pain. Benjamin also rolls out of the way, and rests under the bottom rope, as Christian begins to pump up the crowd, holding his hands in a pincer-like motion as he thinks Killswitch. The crowd cheers as the ECW Champion prepares for the end of this contest, and ever so slowly, Burchill struggles back to his feet... and Christian hooks the arms for the KILLSWITCH – NO! Burchill shoves Christian towards the ropes, but when he comes back, the Livewire knocks the Englishman down with a Reverse Elbow! A pop goes up, as the Ripper hastily gets back up... but so does Shelton Benjamin, as he teams with the ECW Champion to send the Englishman to the ropes – but they miss the double clothesline attempt as Burchill ducks... AND HE KNOCKS BOTH MEN DOWN WITH A STRIKING SHOULDER BLOCK TO BOTH OF HIS OPPONENTS!

Christian is first back up after the impressive move by Burchill, and the Ripper latches his hand over the chest of the Gold Standard for the C4 (~!)... but the Livewire struggles, meaning Burchill can’t pull the move off, and Benjamin leaps back to his feet in the meantime. The Gold Standard grabs Burchill from behind, and he lets go of Christian, shocked – AND BENJAMIN TOSSES THE RIPPER OVERHEAD WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX! The crowd cheers as Burchill tumbles to the canvas, but suddenly, Christian grabs Shelton from behind, and looks to nail the Inverted Falling DDT – NOPE! Benjamin spins out of the inverted facelock, and pushes the ECW Champion away! Christian turns around, and Benjamin thinks T-BONE SUPLEX – but no! He gets pushed away by Christian this time, and then Captain Charisma leaps up to knock Shelton down with a Dropkick! The crowd cheers as Christian, breathing heavily, struggles towards the corner, and clambers to the second rope. Benjamin takes his sweet time getting back up, exhaustion taking its toll, but eventually he finds his feet, and Christian launches... AND GRABS BENJAMIN IN MID-AIR TO NAIL THE TORNADO DDT! Benjamin gets totally SPIKED into the canvas, and the crowd groans with the stunning impact, before Christian struggles across towards him to make the cover...

...but NO! Paul Burchill fights through his fatigue to grab Christian by the hair, and yanks him back to his feet... THEN NAILS THE ECW CHAMPION WITH THE C4! The impressive move has the crowd in awe as always, and Burchill smirks before he makes the cover, highly confident that that’ll do it...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! CHRISTIAN KICKS OUT! HE KICKED OUT!

Katie Lea gasps on the outside, as does the majority of the crowd, because Christian just kicked out of the C4! Absolutely amazing determination from the ECW Champion! Burchill screams to the heavens, disbelieving that Christian kicked out, but he uses his rage to his advantage, tugging Captain Charisma back to his feet and tossing him hard towards the corner. Christian hits the turnbuckle with a ‘THUD’, and he groans in pain, before Burchill lurches forward, and starts to slowly HAMMER away with some big, slugging right hands. Christian groans with each shot, before Burchill hoists him up to the top turnbuckle, and nails a couple more hard right hands to keep him there. The Ripper bares his teeth again, his anger and determination really showing as he struggles up to the second rope, and tries to Superplex Christian to the canvas... but the ECW Champion fights back with a punch to the gut! The crowd cheers as Christian tries to fight free, and soon enough, the enemies are slugging away at each other, desperate to gain the upper hand... until Burchill hooks Christian’s arm up again, and prepares to pull off the Superplex – ONLY FOR BENJAMIN TO SNEAK UP BEHIND, AND BRING DOWN THE TOWER WITH THE POWERBOMB TO BURCHILL! THE ARENA GOES WILD FOR THAT INSANE MOVE, WITH ALL THREE MEN LYING STILL... until Benjamin himself slowly makes the crawl across to the first man he sees, draping an arm over Christian for the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! CHRISTIAN KICKS OUT!

Benjamin gasps in surprise, taking a look at Mike Chioda, who holds up two fingers. The Gold Standard struggles over to Burchill now, optimistically trying to force a three count on him now...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! THIS TIME BURCHILL KICKS OUT!

“OH COME ON!” yells Benjamin in frustration, and he looks down at the Ripper, eyes wide – he truly can’t believe he’s not the new ECW Champion right now! The reigning Champion himself, Christian, starts to pull himself up by the ropes, so Benjamin darts over there to keep control of the contest, whipping him off to the other side... but Christian leaps over Benjamin when he bends over... AND PULLS HIM DOWN WITH THE SUNSET FLIP! COVER!

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – BUT NO! BENJAMIN KICKS OUT AT THE DEATH!

Christian wobbles back to his feet, frowning as Benjamin rolls to the side of the ring, resting against the turnbuckle. The pair stare each other down, breathing heavily – but Burchill comes from nowhere to grab Christian from behind, spinning him round and hoisting him into the air with the Vertical Suplex Lift! The crowd boos as the Ripper looks to nail the Dangerous Buster, and Benjamin makes no attempt to stop the Englishman, simply getting to his feet instead, and resting for a moment. Burchill smirks, and looks to finish Christian off... but he escapes out the back door, and just shoves Burchill in the back, sending him charging over towards Benjamin – WHO DRILLS HIM WITH PAYDIRT!!! The crowd goes WILD, and Burchill lies still after that – but as Benjamin gets back to his feet, Christian puts him in an inverted facelock... and nails the Falling Inverted DDT! A mixed reaction (mostly cheers for the ECW Champion) goes up...

...and Christian looks to the top turnbuckle, getting a much bigger cheer from the Garden! Captain Charisma finds his way to the apron, then digs down deep to climb up the turnbuckle inch by inch. The Livewire takes a look down at Shelton, unmoving on the canvas, then takes a deep breath – AND LAUNCHES WITH THE FROG SPLASH... WHICH CONNECTS, RIGHT DOWN ON THE GOLD STANDARD’S ABDOMEN! A massive cheer goes up for Christian, who clutches his own stomach, and edges across the ring to hook a leg...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – NO! NO! BURCHILL SHOCKS US ALL BY BREAKING IT UP!

The crowd groans as Burchill saves the contest, then lethargically yanks Christian back to his feet – BOOM! The Ripper sends him tumbling to the mat again with a nasty clothesline, and the Livewire rolls to the corner, lying still as Burchill lifts Benjamin back up. The crowd boos as Burchill snarls out at the arena, then hoists Benjamin impressively into the air, only just managing to get him up due to the fatigue... BUT THEN HE SENDS BENJAMIN CRASHING DOWN WITH THE DANGEROUS BUSTER!!! The crowd boos with everything they have, and for a second, there is no movement, until the Ripper finds the strength to get across to Shelton for the lateral press...

ONE...

TWO...

NEW CHAMPION? NO! OH SO CLOSE, BUT CHRISTIAN LEAPS TO SAVE THE CONTEST!

The crowd goes WILD as Christian keeps this one alive, and slowly forces himself back to his feet. Burchill also struggles up, with both men breathing heavily as Benjamin falls to the outside, barely even conscious after the Dangerous Buster. Burchill and Christian size each other up once again, deep into this gruelling contest, and Burchill glances at Katie Lea, watching nervously from ringside. After a second, however, the crowd begins to boo... BECAUSE BRUTUS MAGNUS IS CHARGING THROUGH THE MADISON SQUARE GARDEN GATES, AND DOWN TO THE RING! Magnus slides under the bottom rope behind Christian, with the ECW Champion looking between the two Englishmen, knowing he’s outnumbered here, with no Benjamin to help him out. Mike Chioda is powerless, with this being a Triple Threat, and Christian sighs with an exhausted resignation, as if knowing what he’s about to suffer...

...BUT KATIE LEA SUDDENLY ROLLS INTO THE RING!

A mixed reaction goes up from the crowd as Katie Lea holds up her hands to Magnus and her brother, mouthing “Not this way” at them. Christian looks confused, yet exhausted, and Burchill roars at his sister to get out of the way... and Magnus moves in to remove her...

...BUT KATIE LEA LASHES OUT WITH A KICK TO MAGNUS’ GROIN, AND THE ARENA GOES CRAZY!!!

The “Pride of England” tumbles to the canvas, eyes wide in agony, and Burchill EXPLODES with rage, screaming at his sister, who can barely believe what she just did! The Ripper’s face is bright red, and Christian almost cracks a smile as Katie Lea looks to him, then turns back to her brother... and mouths “I’m so sorry!” with a deathly sarcastic tone...

...BEFORE KICKING BURCHILL IN THE GROIN TOO! KATIE LEA LOW BLOWS HER OWN BROTHER!!!

MADISON SQUARE GARDEN IS IN RAPTURES! Katie Lea looks at Christian for a second, then smirks, and points to her brother with a shrug, as he clutches his family jewels on the canvas. The ECW Champion smirks too, and picks Burchill up, before hooking the arms to the delight of the entire MSG crowd... AND DELIVERING THE KILLSWITCH TO THE RIPPER!!! THE CROWD GOES NUTS, AND KATIE LEA WILL COUNT ALONG WITH EVERYONE ELSE AS CHRISTIAN SHOOTS THE HALF...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

WINNER AND STILL ECW CHAMPION: CHRISTIAN VIA PINFALL AT 17:31

*JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES*

Lauren Mayhew:
Here is your winner, and STILL ECW Champion... CHRISTIAN!

The crowd goes WILD as Christian is handed his title from ringside, and he raises it high above his head, as Mike Chioda raises his spare arm to confirm the victory! Katie Lea gives him an enthusiastic round of applause from the corner, as her brother sits against the outside barricade, baring his teeth in fury as he looks up at the reigning ECW Champion. Christian, however, doesn’t mind in the slightest, as he heads about the turnbuckles to play to the crowd... then finally turns back to Katie Lea, putting his title on his shoulder. The pair look at each other for a second, as Christian cracks a smile – AND THE PAIR SHARE A BIG EMBRACE, TO A HUGE CHEER FROM MADISON SQUARE GARDEN! Burchill and Magnus are FURIOUS on the outside, but Katie Lea couldn’t care less, kissing the ECW Champion on the cheek, and raising his arm to the cheering crowd!

Todd Grisham:
A fairytale story for Christian and Katie Lea Burchill here tonight, and what a way to go about a successful title defence! What a match we just witnessed, Byron!

Byron Saxton:
Wait, wait, wait. You’re tellin’ me that’s a fairytale story? Christian just cheated to victory, Todd! I could be sick right now, just look at that guy! Christian steals one again, Todd, no surprises there, I guess.

Todd Grisham:
After all the things Paul Burchill has put his sister and Christian through, I think this retribution was somewhat deserved tonight, Byron. Take nothing away from Shelton Benjamin, on any other night, he might have walked out ECW Champion on the back of that performance.

Byron Saxton:
Yep, everyone got a little bit screwed by that, except Christian, Todd. I hope he’s proud of himself.

Todd Grisham:
With Katie Lea Burchill on his arm, I’m sure he is, Todd. Well, a great match from ECW’s finest three superstars, and tune in next Tuesday on ECW on SyFy to see the fallout from this huge match-up!

With that send-off message from Grisham, we fade away from Christian and Katie Lea holding up the ECW Championship, while Benjamin, Burchill and Magnus look on...

...and we see the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, THE BIG SHOW sitting in his locker room! A big, big cheer goes up for the World’s Largest Athlete, who is strapping his hands and wrists ahead of this big World Title match soon to come. He finishes up, makes a giant fist with his right hand, then smirks, and stands up. He picks up the World Title from the bench he had been sat on, then throws it over his shoulder and walks out the door.

We now head to the scene of an office, specifically the one decked out for the General Managers. In the room, watching what we can assume is the television (out of shot, however), stands Raw’s General ManagerSHANE MCMAHON,and his SmackDown equivalent,THEODORE LONG. The crowd pops warmly for them both, as they engage in some small talk –

Theodore Long:
Look, playa, I’m just sayin’. You’ve got your guys like John Cena, Shawn Michaels, Randy Orton and co, I get that, I feel ya. But if ya look at the talent on SmackDown’s roster right now? I’m talkin’ CM Punk, Edge, John Morrison, Dolph Ziggler, Kane, The Brian Kendrick... the list just goes on, playa.

Shane ponders that one as Teddy smirks.

Shane McMahon:
Really? ‘Cause it seems to me, that between my little group of future Hall of Famers here on Raw, I’ve pretty much got this one locked down, y’know? ‘Cause for all your ‘talent’ as you put it... we’ve got twice as much. And hey, if you don’t believe me, just watch out there in a sec, when one of the best amateur wrestling WWE Champions in history goes up against one of the all-time greats.

Mild pop from the crowd.

Shane McMahon:
Oh and by the way, they’ll be using the ring. I’m fairly sure they invented that thing for a reason, Teddy. Y’know, instead of fighting on the streets like drunk thugs from a bar or something.

Mixed reaction. Long smirks again.

Theodore Long:
It’ll be better than ya think, dawg. But –

Suddenly, before he can continue, the door slams wide open in the background, and (“Oh no” groans Jim Ross) the ECW General Manager, ABRAHAM WASHINGTON steps into the room, smirking as he looks around. Wearing a very expensive looking black suit with a bright red shirt on the inside, Washington launches himself on to the nearest leather sofa, grinning at the two other GMs as they give him an odd look.

Abraham Washington:
Ladies, good to see ya! I trust you’re well? Nah, don’t answer that, I don’t really care. Just being polite, right? But yeah. Did you see the ECW Title match just now? That’s what I call quality, know what I mean?

Shane and T-Lo continue to frown at him.

Abraham Washington:
Now, I know you guys are probably thinkin’ “Who is this guy to think that ECW is superior to Raw or SmackDown?” but NEWS FLASH, kids!

Boos from the crowd. Washington leaps up, putting an arm around each of the other GMs, who continue to frown in disapproval.

Abraham Washington:
So I’m-a just gonna put this out there... but both you guys? You’re off your heads if ya think that Raw or SmackDown have any chance ta-night, ‘cause E-C-Dubya’s gonna take the Rumble by storm, and prove that... well, lemme say, we ain’t the ‘C’ show any more...

Washington leans up to Teddy, who look down his nose at him.

Abraham Washington:
...playa.

The crowd boos as Washington then does the Shane ‘O Mac Shuffle out of the office, and shuts the door behind him. McMahon and Long look at each other, and sigh simultaneously, before going back to watching the TV, exchanging small talk yet again...

...before we cut to see JOSH MATTHEWS yet again, standing with a mic.

Josh Matthews:
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time... The Long Island Legend, Zack Ryder!

Intense booing from the crowd as Ryder steps into the shot, smirking. He adjusts his shades and headband for the camera, then shakes out his shoulders and prepares to be questioned.

Josh Matthews:
Now Zack, two weeks ago on ECW, your ECW Title match was spoiled by Paul Burchill, but tonight, you have a chance to compete for a much bigger prize, a chance of headlining Wrestlemania Twenty-Six, if you outlast twenty-nine other superstars. Can I just ask... how’re you feeling?

The mic swings Ryder’s way, and he laughs a little.

Zack Ryder:
Josh, let me start by sayin’... Christian? Believe me bro, you might have retained your title tonight... but big things are about to happen for Zack Ryder, and even though I could take that title off you any time I like, I have bigger fish to fry.

Heat from the crowd.

Zack Ryder:
But sure, you defeated two guys tonight. I’m proud of you, dude. Hell, you even hooked up – you must be learning from the best.

More boos as Ryder pops the collar on his shirt with a sly smile.

Zack Ryder:
But you beat two guys. Tonight, I’m gonna beat twenty-nine. I’m not gonna do the math there, because one, I’m guessin’ you can do it anyway, and two, because it wasn’t my strong point at high school. Too busy hangin’ with cheerleaders, y’know?

Boos.

Zack Ryder:
Either way, I’m gonna outshine you tonight, Christian. And anyone else, too. Because tonight is my night. I’m breakin’ out tonight, to prove that I can be the most awesome, kick-ass guy in this company. That’s my dream, Josh.

The heat sweeps in again as Ryder smirks once again.

Zack Ryder:
And just like I saved ECW when I retired Tommy Dreamer...

Furious boos from the crowd, of course being from Dreamer’s home state.

Zack Ryder:
...and I laid his pensioner ass to rest, I’m gonna do the same tonight, when I save the WWE... from the, uh, disease of NOT having me in the spotlight. Yeah.

Heat.

Zack Ryder:
I look forward to that Rumble match. I’m gonna prove that the star of ECW, isn’t Christian – it’s me. And from there, it’s only a small step to when I claim my first... ever... World... Title.

Ryder smirks as the boos roll in, then grabs the mic with his right hand, and lowers his shades...

Zack Ryder:
Woo... woo... woo... you know it.

The crowd boos, and Ryder places his shades back on his face, before he exits the shot.

We now cut to a video package...

***

Narrator:
Two men...

Triple H and Shawn Michaels flexing their muscles DX-style on Raw.

Narrator:
One young Champion...

Jack Swagger raising his WWE Title with a small smirk.

Narrator:
There can be only one challenger...

Triple H surprising Michaels by throwing him over the top rope from behind in a Battle Royal on Raw. Michaels stares up at the Game, eyes wide in horror and shock. Tripper mouths to him... “It’s just business.”

Narrator:
But what happens when that’s not good enough for some?

We now see HBK and Triple H face-to-face backstage the week that followed:

Shawn Michaels:
I would have made it fair. A fair fight, you and me. I would have given you a chance. I would have-

Triple H:
Yeah? You needed a chance? You needed a damn chance?

Lightning-fast shot of Michaels launching with Sweet Chin Music to someone-

Triple H:
Well, lemme tell ya something, Shawn. You should know, more than ANYONE, that in this business, you don’t get favours from anyone. You don’t get a fair fight, you don’t get... a chance. If you’re not the better man... you don’t win.

The SCM victim falls... and it’s TRIPLE H himself, tumbling to the canvas last Monday on Raw. We then see Jack Swagger capitalising, wrapping his arms around Michaels to dump him with a Gutwrench Powerbomb...

Michael Cole:
DX’s troubles continue yet again here tonight!

And then we cut to see Jack Swagger in the ring, mic in hand.

Jack Swagger:
You are looking, right now, at the most talented man... in the wrestling industry.

Quick shots of Swagger out-grappling various superstars with amateur wrestling takedowns.

Jack Swagger:
I am the pinnacle of wrestling ability, and if you people needed any more proof... you only need to look at the title on my shoulder.

Close-up on the shining WWE Title, sparkling under the arena lights.

Jack Swagger:
You all saw it last week... Triple H is a traitor to his friends. He values championships over friendships, and yet you people cheer him like a role model.

Fragmented shots of Triple H tossing HBK over the top rope.

Jack Swagger:
Triple H... he’s not just physically inferior to me – no, he’s mentally inferior, too.

Triple H kneeling on the canvas, hands on his head after he got pinned by Swagger two weeks ago.

Jack Swagger:
Because I’m a two-time All-American American – nobody can just... wrestle quite like I can. I am one of a kind. I am a natural CHAMPION.

But suddenly, the shot flashes, and Triple H is standing across from him, the crowd roaring in the background.

Triple H:
You really need to give yourself a reality check, kid.

Swagger throwing up his arms in victory, a smirk on his face.

Triple H:
You won the WWE Title, great. Good for you. But this is your first reign. And you’ve beaten one guy.

The All-American American delivering the Gutwrench Powerbomb to John Cena at Armageddon, and winning the WWE Championship. We see various fans in the crowd, stunned as Cena lies motionlessly on the canvas, and Swagger smirks...

Triple H:
Me? I’ve held a World Title THIRTEEN TIMES, KID. The most out of anyone still in this company. You think you’re special? You’re nothing special, Swagger. You’re the same cocky up-and-comer who tries to make their name, taking on the big guns in the business. You see them every single year.

Quick, flashing shots of various superstars.

Triple H:
But you know what happened to each and every one of them? They all fell to me.

Triple H delivering a variety of Pedigrees.

Jack Swagger:
You can take your nicknames, your title reigns, your accomplishments... and you can shove them up your ASS for all I care.

Swagger smirking as he holds up his belt on the turnbuckle.

Jack Swagger:
Because all of it... means nothing in comparison, to a phenomenon like me.

And now, flashing shots of the two men exchanging right hands on Raw.

Triple H:
I’m not just any old opponent... I’m the best, of the best. I LIVE to be WWE Champion, Swagger. When I wake up in the morning, you know what I think?

Triple H nailing the Jumping High Knee to someone.

Triple H:
I think, “How can I get the WWE Title today?” I think, “WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?”

Then the Double A Spinebuster.

Triple H:
You think you’re the greatest man to ever hold that title... but you’re in for a big surprise when the Rumble rolls around, that’s for sure.

And finally, Swagger taking the Pedigree on SmackDown two nights ago.

Triple H:
Because come the Rumble, YOU WILL BOW TO THE KING!

Triple H roaring from the top turnbuckle...

Jack Swagger:
I am the ULTIMATE WRESTLER!

Swagger standing above John Cena at Armageddon...

Michael Cole:
Jack Swagger has stunned us all!

Triple H and Jack Swagger in one final shot, standing nose-to-nose as Swagger raises the iconic WWE Title belt above his head... and then we fade slowly to black, as “TRIPLE H! TRIPLE H!” chants ring through the darkness... then cut to silence.

Triple H:
Game on.

***

The video package comes to a close, and then we’re in the arena... as Justin Roberts makes his second appearance of the night. The bell chimes, and Roberts grins as he raises the mic:

Justin Roberts:
The following bout is set for one fall, and it is for the W – W – E... CHAMPIONSHIP!

A big cheer goes up from the crowd, and for a moment there is silence...

CHECK, ONE TWO... OH YEAH!

*ON YOUR KNEES*

The heat is HUGE as the MSG gates open, and out steps the WWE CHAMPION, JACK SWAGGER, much to the disapproval of this New York crowd. With the WWE Title over his shoulder, the All-American American spreads his arms wide, and starts to stroll down the small ramp, before stopping and doing some push-ups to unleash his pyro, kissing the belt each time he goes down.

Michael Cole:
Jack Swagger is as arrogant as they come, but my god, this man can wrestle like few other men I’ve seen of his age. In just the past month or so alone, he’s won the WWE Championship, as well as beating John Cena, Shawn Michaels and even pinning his opponent tonight, Triple H.

Jerry Lawler:
I hate to say it, Michael, but there’s a reason Swagger calls himself the ultimate wrestler. The guy’s a two time All-American, an amateur wrestling champion, a brilliant grappler in his own right... as you said, they don’t come more arrogant than Swagger, but he sure can back it up!

Michael Cole:
Swagger hasn’t had a good week, however – he lost to Edge on Monday Night Raw thanks to a distraction from Triple H, and took a Pedigree during his match with the Big Show two nights ago on SmackDown.

Jerry Lawler:
But as we heard earlier, Michael, I get the feeling that’s just gonna drive him on even more to win this match! He wants to prove that he is on a tier of his own, that not even Triple H can dethrone him from the top of the pile on Raw! I guess we’ll find out right now if he can keep this reign going!

Swagger gets into the ring, then heads for the turnbuckle, yelling “ON YOUR KNEES” as he makes a downward motion in time to the music. After that, he hops down, and settles into the corner, smirking as he awaits his opponent, and admiring the strap on his shoulder. His music dies down, and there is a long silence before...

...

...

...

BEHOLD THE KING...

THE KING OF KINGS...

MADISON SQUARE GARDEN ERUPTS! The smile vanishes right off Swagger’s face as the arena gets plunged into a red and green flashing ocean of lights, and the Garden is rocking as the music blares from the speakers! Swagger curls his lip up, adjusting his title belt uncomfortably, as suddenly the famous Motorhead tune fades out...

IT’S TIME TO PLAY THE GAME...

*THE GAME*

The arena lets out another HUGE cheer, while Swagger scowls at the obvious mind games...

TIME TO PLAY THE GAAAAAAAAME!!!

...AND THROUGH THE FAMOUS GATEWAY OF MADISON SQUARE GARDEN, LOOKING AS SERIOUS AS EVER TONIGHT, COMES THE GAME HIMSELF, TRIPLE H!

Michael Cole:
You only have to listen to this... thunderous ovation from these New York fans tonight, and you’ll know just how popular Triple H is. He’s had his troubles recently, but when it comes to big matches, no-one delivers quite like the Game can, and that’s why he’s a ten-time World Champion.

Jerry Lawler:
I couldn’t agree more, Michael! I can barely hear you talking ‘cause these fans are so loud! Triple H is the Cerebral Assassin, the King of Kings, the GAME! He never disappoints, and tonight could just be number eleven, Michael, it really could!

Michael Cole:
Of course, the Game’s been having his troubles with Shawn Michaels recently, and the two best friends’ relationship is a tense one at the moment. Could that affect this contest, King?

Jerry Lawler:
I’d like to say that Triple H doesn’t get affected by that kind of pressure, Michael, but we’re talking about Shawn Michaels here! Hunter’s best friend! It’s gotta be in the back of his mind, even if it doesn’t look like that right now.

With his wet hair limply hanging down his face, Tripper spits out a mouthful of water, getting another huge pop from the crowd. He then takes a big swig from his bottle, then starts to make his way down the short ramp slowly, eyes locked on the WWE Champion as they exchange cold stares. The Game takes his eyes away, however, throwing his water bottle into the crowd, then steps up to the apron for a second, and looks out at the Garden... before throwing himself backwards against the ropes, and spitting the water upwards to a HUGE cheer from the arena!

Triple H now turns, and steps inside the ring, pumped up as he moves straight past Swagger to the turnbuckle, playing to the crowd, looking fired up for this upcoming contest. He makes a quick title belt motion around his waist, then hops down, and heads for the spare corner across from the WWE Champion, waiting as the lights return to normal and his music subsides. The crowd immediately comes to life, chanting Tripper’s name, and he smirks a little, though never taking his eyes off the cold, calmed All-American American. Roberts will make the announcements...

Justin Roberts:
Introducing first, the challenger... from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty pounds... HE IS THE GAAAAAAME... TRIIIIIIPPPPPLEE ‘AAAAAIIIIIITCH!

Madison Square Garden roars as Triple H bares his teeth at Swagger, flexing his arms forward in anticipation. Swagger remains silent, simply waiting for his turn now. The crowd begins to boo as Roberts starts to introduce the reigning Champion...

Justin Roberts:
And his opponent... from Perry, Oklahoma, weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty-three pounds... HE IS THE CURRENT W – W – E – CHAMPION... THE ALL-AMERICAN AMERICAN... JAAAACK – SWAGGER!

Heavy boos ring around the arena as Swagger stand rock-still, not moving an inch until Chad Patton moves over to ask for the title belt. Swagger takes a long look at it, then hands it over, allowing Patton to hoist it into the air, then hand it to ringside, while Roberts also makes his exit. Swagger adjusts his singlet straps, gearing up for a gruelling bout, but a small corner of his mouth curves upwards as Triple H moves out of the corner, and the WWE Title graphic flashes on to the screen as Patton calls for the bell...

Match 4 – WWE Championship – Singles Contest
Jack Swagger (c) vs Triple H

The crowd cheers as the bell rings, and the pair edge into the middle of the ring, going nose-to-nose and exchanging some trash talk. Swagger smirks, and you can just make out something along the lines “wrestle you into retirement, Hunter” before they separate, with Tripper ignoring the threats, seeing as he’s probably heard it all before. The Game shakes out his wrists, and after a moment of no movement, the pair lurch forward in unison, locking up to a big cheer from the Madison Square Garden crowd! The two 260-plus pounders have some serious strength behind them, but it takes a moment before one man comes out on top, and that’s Triple H, who narrowly takes the upper hand, edging Swagger to the corner. It’s not exactly dominance, but it’ll do to send a message, as the Game retreats back to the middle of the ring for the clean break, and Swagger puts his tongue in cheek, thinking about his next move without bothering too much about what we just saw. The two move in again for the lock-up... but Swagger transitions immediately into a waist lock, and sweeps out the Game’s legs to take him down to the canvas!

Triple H groans as he hits the mat, and now Swagger (still holding his challenger in a waist lock) starts to roll about, wearing the Game down as he rolls him all over the shop. Tripper can’t find a way out of the waist lock, and Swagger continues to shake him about, before pulling his limp body back to his feet, and going for an early German Suplex – only for the King of Kings to come back with some hard elbow shots to the gut, forcing him to release the waist lock! The crowd cheers, and Triple H spins on his heels, whipping Swagger instinctively to the ropes... but Swagger knocks him down with a Running Shoulder Block! A collective groan goes up from the crowd, as Swagger bounces off the ropes again, and connects with a crashing LEG DROP on top of the Game’s chest, before he makes the first cover of the contest...

ONE...

BUT TRIPLE H KICKS OUT EARLY!

...and what a kickout it is, as Swagger rolls across the ring with the force of it! The All-American American gets back to his feet, surprised, and Triple H forces himself up as well, shaking his head and saying “It’ll have to better than that, Jack” as they begin to circle again. Swagger’s taken barely any damage so far, so he’s slightly more lively on the draw this time, lurching forward to force the lock-up, and driving the Game into the corner. Triple H groans as he collides with the turnbuckle, and suddenly, Swagger drops down a bit, just DRIVING his shoulder repeatedly into his challenger’s abdomen! The Game takes each shot with a grimace, but when Swagger stands upright, he gets a big, desperate right hand from the Cerebral Assassin to send him well away! Swagger staggers across the ring, clutching his face in pain, then turns round – but Triple H’s intended clothesline gets ducked, and when HE turns round, Swagger knocks him down with one of his own!

The Game goes down hard, and the crowd groans with the impact of Swagger’s clothesline, as the man himself beats his chest, smirking. Tripper starts pushing himself back up, and the smile vanishes from Swagger’s face, returning to his cold and calculated side now, by pulling the King of Kings to his feet, and looking to throw him over the top rope... but Triple H holds on to the top rope, and lands on the apron! The crowd cheers, and Swagger returns to the centre of the ring, gloating with his arms wide. Triple H is well recovered now, so when Swagger turns round, eyes wide, and charges in, the Game just lowers the top rope, and the All-American American goes tumbling to the outside! A big pop goes up from the crowd as Swagger rolls into the Raw announce table, groaning in pain from the fall. He manages to struggle back up, grimacing, but Triple H gives him no respite, jumping from the apron to smack him with a big Axe Handle to the skull! Swagger reels backwards, spine bending over the announce desk as Cole and King sit back a bit, and Tripper smirks out at the arena... before SMACKING Swagger in the chest with a big closed fist! Swagger roars out in agony, and tumbles off the table, but the crowd loves it!

Triple H smiles in satisfaction as Swagger crawls about on the floor, then moves towards him, and pulls him back to his feet. The referee’s count reaches five, and Swagger is audibly gasping, really selling the shot he took back there, and the Game continues the offence, bashing his head off the top of the ring steps! The crowd comes alive with a mixture of “OHH!”s and cheers, and within seconds, Tripper strikes with a knee to the gut, then a monstrous right hand, sending Swagger stumbling away, and eventually falling to the floor, eyes wide! The WWE Champion scrambles dizzily back to his feet, and starts to stagger away, holding up his hands to tell the Game to “stay away” as the referee’s count hits eight, and he hurriedly scrambles back under the bottom rope before Triple H can touch him again. The Game follows him in as Chad Patton calls “Nine!” and Swagger looks to take advantage with a clothesline, only for Tripper to duck... and then he rebounds off the ropes, AND TACKLES SWAGGER TO THE FLOOR, UNLEASHING A PLETHORA OF RIGHT HAND SHOTS!

The crowd goes wild as Triple H really lets his rage come out, and he refuses to stop firing away until Chad Patton counts to four, prompting the Game to stand up, and let out a huge ROAR of adrenaline out to the crowd! They go wild, and he nods his head, before turning back to Swagger... who lashes out with a punch to the gut, then pushes him to the ropes, and bends down. Tripper comes back to strike with a right hand to the head – but he stops himself, thinks about it for a moment, then spins Swagger to nail a Neckbreaker! The crowd cheers as the King of Kings beats Swagger at his own game with the deliberate move instead of striking, and before long he’s making his first cover of the contest...

ONE...

TWO – BUT SWAGGER KICKS OUT!

A collective groan goes up around the Garden as Swagger kicks out, and both men get back to their feet. The WWE Champion holds his neck, grimacing after the Neckbreaker, but it doesn’t stop him moving in for a lock-up... no, Triple H surprises him with a waist lock instead, and just as Swagger smirks, thinking that the Game’s tactics won’t work, he gets flung backwards into the turnbuckle, and suddenly Tripper is all over him, BLASTING him over and over with vicious right hands! The crowd cheers again, and Patton has to get involved, counting to four to make the Game move away, and as he goes to taunt to the crowd, Swagger drops to the mat and rolls from the ring! Triple H looks at him with a frown, as the All-American American clutches his jaw in anger, and says “I knew you couldn’t out-wrestle me, Hunter!” up at him. The Game smirks, however, and says back “I don’t have to” before he rolls from the ring, and smacks the WWE Champion with a thunderous right hand before he can escape! Again, Swagger goes stumbling around ringside, gasping for air, as Tripper follows him, telling him “I only have to beat the crap outta you, Jack” as he pounds him with some more stinging right hands to keep him dazed!

Swagger is taking a beating from Triple H’s strikes here, but the crowd is loving it as Swagger struggles away again, and Chad Patton calls “Four!” from the ring. The All-American American tries to fight back with a boot to the gut, but Tripper comes back with another right hand, then tries to whip him into the ring post... BUT SWAGGER REVERSES IT, AND SENDS TRIPLE H CLATTERING INTO THE STEEL POST INSTEAD! The crowd groans and boos as the Game’s face cannons off the steel, and he lies still on the outside as Swagger rolls back into the squared circle, smirking as he rests up. Meanwhile, Chad Patton’s count hits “Six!”, and the crowd begins to get nervous with Triple H still not even on his feet on the outside... he finds the announce table at seven, and pulls himself up at eight. Patton calls “Nine!” and the crowd roars for the Game to get back in the ring... which he does, only just beating the count! The crowd cheers, but Swagger is perfectly recovered now, and he furiously grabs Triple H, before he just DUMPS him onto his knee with the Gutbuster! A big groan goes up as Triple H hits the canvas, groaning in pain, and the All-American American says “That’s right” before making a confident cover...

ONE...

TWO...

BUT TRIPLE H KICKS OUT!

Swagger frowns at the kickout, but he gets up anyway, stomping on his challenger once for the sake of it. The Game rolls limply towards the ropes, and starts to pull himself up with a grimace, but Swagger yanks him up by the hair, and whips him to the ropes. Triple H comes back with a clothesline attempt, but Swagger ducks it, and knocks the Cerebral Assassin down with a big Shoulder Block when he turns round! Swagger now drags the Game to the corner, and takes a few steps back, thinking Corner Slingshot Splash... but Triple H forces himself up before Swagger can even try, and when the WWE Champion rashly charges in, the Game hoists him up, trying to dump him face-first on the turnbuckle... but Swagger lands on the second rope, and lashes backwards with a CRACKING boot to the jaw! Triple H goes down to a groan from the crowd, and Swagger considers his position... before leaping for that Corner Slingshot Splash again – NO! Triple H rolls to the side, and Swagger crashes and burns on the canvas! The crowd cheers, and the All-American American clutches his abdomen in pain as he pushes himself up... Triple H grits his teeth now and charges in, looking for a clothesline, but Swagger counters again by ducking the shot, AND JUST DUMPING THE GAME ON HIS HEAD WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX! The move came out of NOWHERE with Swagger seemingly weakened, and once again the All-American American looks pleased with his work as he hooks a leg...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT TRIPLE H KICKS OUT AGAIN, JUST IN TIME!

A big cheer goes up for the Game, who forces himself back up, and staggers over to the ropes, trying to rest up. Behind him, Swagger is up with a frustrated expression, and he pulls Tripper back into the middle of the ring for the German Suplex again... but the Cerebral Assassin fires back with some elbows, and spins out of the hold – he throws a clothesline, but Swagger ducks it, and just DRIVES him over to the corner! Triple H groans in pain as Swagger slams him into the turnbuckle, and the All-American American connects with a few quick right hands, before hoisting him up to the second rope. Swagger then takes a few steps back, then lets out an adrenaline-fuelled yell as he charges... and strikes Triple H with a hard shoulder to the abdomen! The crowd groans out as one, as does the Game, and Swagger winds back again, looking to repeat himself... ONLY TO CHARGE STRAIGHT INTO A RAISED BOOT!

Cheers now ring around the arena as Swagger reels backwards, and Triple H is right on his case, looking to whip him to the corner... but Swagger sets his feet – AND FLINGS TRIPLE H SHOULDER-FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Another groan goes up with the brutal impact, and the Game gasps in pain as he gets tugged back into the ring. Swagger, now smirking as he watches his opponent suffer, hoists him up to the top rope, but with his body draped across the top buckle. The Cerebral Assassin is helpless, still coming to terms with the pain coursing through him after the beating he’s taken... so Swagger steps to the second rope – BEFORE IT’S BOMBS AWAY WITH THE FALLAWAY SLAM FROM THE TOP ROPE! THE RING ACTUALLY SHAKES! The heat is huge from the crowd, but a big collective groan of awe goes up regardless upon impact, and Swagger smirks once again as he lays himself across the Game, certain of a successful title defence now...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT NO! TRIPLE H FIGHTS OUT OF IT ONCE AGAIN!

One more sigh of relief goes up around the Garden, but it’s getting tense now, with Swagger clearly in control as things stand. The WWE Champion picks himself back up, dusting himself down, and walks around the ring with ease to show just how dominant he’s become here tonight, before he holds up three fingers with a cocky smirk, and pulls Triple H to his feet. Swagger looks at the Game with a devilish grin, watching as he gasps for air, still with one knee on the canvas. The All-American American is satisfied he can finish it now, as he applies the Gutwrench hold, prompting thousands of boos to flood in as Swagger prepares to pull Tripper up... BUT THE GAME EXPLODES OUT OF THE BLOCKS WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN, AND STARTS TO BASH SWAGGER’S FACE IN WITH SOME BRUTAL RIGHT HAND SHOTS! The crowd comes alive with cheers as Triple H really takes it to the WWE Champion, then darts back up, as does the reeling All-American American. Swagger is in no position to defend himself now, as Triple H measures his shot...

...then knocks the WWE Champion down with a BIG clothesline! The impact rings around the arena as Swagger hits the canvas, but he foolishly struggles back up – and BOOM! He gets nailed with another huge clothesline, taking him down once again! The crowd is getting just as fired up as the Game is, and when Swagger wobbles back to his feet, Tripper sends him to the ropes... no, Swagger sets his feet and sends him there instead, then bends down... allowing Triple H to connect with the Knee Smash Facebreaker! Swagger goes down to a great ovation from the crowd, but so does an exhausted Triple H, who rests on his knees, breathing heavily as he uses the ropes to pull himself up. Swagger struggles back to his feet as well, and launches himself forward with a clothesline, but it’s the Game’s turn to duck one this time, and Swagger finds the ropes, then gets floored by the JUMPING HIGH KNEE to the skull! The All-American American goes down, as does Tripper, and slowly, he finds the energy to cover the WWE Champion...

ONE...

TWO...

BUT SWAGGER KICKS OUT OF IT!

Triple H groans in annoyance, and runs a hand through his hair, exhaustion well and truly setting in now for the Cerebral Assassin. Swagger starts to struggle towards the ropes to pull himself up, but Triple H is determined to stay on offence, so he pushes himself up as well, and grabs the WWE Champion, before sending him to the ropes. Swagger rebounds and comes back into a Shoulder Block... but it doesn’t take him down! The All-American American reels back with the impact, but it didn’t have the force to knock him down, so he regains himself, and throws a clothesline... which is easily ducked by the Game, who then flings Swagger to the corner, and strikes with some hard boots to the abdomen! The crowd cheers as Tripper lets Swagger have it once again, and the WWE Champion eventually drops to a seated position, eyes going a little unfocused. The Game takes a few steps back, preparing himself, then charges in, and drives his knee right into Swagger’s jaw! A big groan goes up from the crowd, and Swagger slumps to the canvas, barely knowing where he is, and Triple H yanks him back to his feet suddenly... before he SLAMS the All-American American’s head into the turnbuckle, and when Swagger wobbles out of the corner, the Game is right on hand to scoop him up, and connect with a stinging Backbreaker! A mixture of cheers and groans go up from the Madison Square Garden crowd, and Swagger cries out in pain as he topples off the Game’s knee to the canvas. Tripper himself wastes no time to gloat or rest, throwing himself on top of the WWE Champion in attempt to close this one out...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NO! SWAGGER FIGHTS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!

Another collective groan goes up in the Garden as Swagger manages to keep this match alive, and Triple H bares his teeth in frustration, before he pushes himself to his feet, and beckons for Swagger to rise. Slowly, the All-American American does, and when he turns to face his challenger, he gets a BIG right hand to the jaw! The crowd cheers for that big shot, but soon the WWE Champion comes back with one of his own, and suddenly, these two tired competitors are slugging it out... Triple H connects with a nasty blow... then Swagger lashes back... then Triple H nails one... then Swagger returns the favour... Triple H... Swagger... Triple H... Swagger... Triple H... Swagger... Triple H... Triple H... Triple H... the crowd cheers wildly as the Game pushes Swagger all the way back to the ropes, then presses him against them and sends him across to the other side... then leaps for the Jumping High Knee again – but Swagger ducks under it, and when Triple H turns round in surprise, the All-American American scoops him up with the Oklahoma! The crowd boos suddenly as Swagger takes control of his challenger now, slamming him back-first into the turnbuckle, then turns around, and completes the Oklahoma Stampede with a bone-crunching Powerslam, dead centre of the ring! A big groan goes up for that always-awe-inspiring power move, and it takes all the life out of the Game, a fact that Swagger is more than aware of as he makes the cover, his earlier smirk gone from his face now...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT NO! TRIPLE KICKS OUT OF IT! HE KICKED OUT!

“WHAT?” roars Swagger at Chad Patton, who holds up the dreaded two fingers – and that does NOT sit well with the WWE Champion, who stands up in a fury, and yanks the Game up by his hair! The crowd boos as Swagger, red in the face, talks some serious trash to his challenger, then knees him in the gut and thinks Gutwrench Powerbomb again... but the King of Kings surprises him AGAIN with the Double Leg Takedown! The crowd cheers, but instead of using those right hands again, the Game thinks about it... then steps in, and APPLIES THE FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! The crowd roars and cries “Woooo!” as Swagger screams out in agony, and Triple H grits his teeth, desperate to force the submission! The WWE Champion is in serious trouble now – he’s in the centre of the ring, in this deadly submission hold, and Chad Patton drops to the canvas, asking if he wants to tap. Swagger grinds out an aggressive “No” through gritted teeth, but he’s sweating, gasping out as Triple H cranks up the pressure bit by bit! The Game starts to talk some trash, as Swagger did earlier, forcefully telling him to tap out, but the All-American American REFUSES to give up this match and his title! The WWE Champion bares his teeth again, then gasps through the pain again, and starts to drag himself towards the bottom rope, desperately reaching out, only fingertips away... so Triple H turns up the pressure one last time to force the submission – ONLY FOR SWAGGER TO LATCH OUT, AND GRAB THE BOTTOM ROPE!

A large groan goes up around the arena, and soon the boos of disappointment flood in, as Chad Patton begins the count to get Triple H to release the hold, and he begrudgingly does. He stands up, and Patton gets between him and the All-American American, stopping the Game from continuing his offence as Swagger clutches at his legs, still gasping in pain. After a moment, he wobbles back to his feet, grimacing as he puts weight on them, but baring his teeth across at the Game, and staggering forward with his hands in front of him, ready to fight once again. Tripper smirks a little, enjoying the evidence that he is causing Swagger some trouble, then darts forward, throwing a right hand – but Swagger ducks it, and throws one of his own... only for Triple H to duck that, and before the All-American American can turn around, the Game dives forward to nail a Chop Block to Swagger’s left leg, bringing him down to a knee! Swagger’s face is suddenly wrecked with pain, and Tripper heads for the ropes, only for Swagger to drop to the canvas. When Triple H runs over him and turns around, confused, Swagger finds his feet, and suddenly unleashes a ring-shaking Side Belly-to-Belly Suplex! The huge impact merits a similarly-sized groan from the crowd, and Swagger pushes himself back up, wobbling as he does. The Game lies motionlessly on the canvas, and Swagger looks to put this one away for good, taking a few steps back... BEFORE CHARGING FORWARD, LEAPING TO THE SECOND ROPE, AND FINALLY CONNECTING WITH THE CORNER SLINGSHOT SPLASH! Triple H is totally flattened beneath the WWE Champion, who immediately hooks a leg...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NOOOO! IT’S STILL NOT ENOUGH TO KEEP THE GAME DOWN!

The crowd comes alive with cheers as Triple H fights out once again, but that was as close as it’s come so far! Swagger beats the mat in frustration, then takes his appeals to the face of Chad Patton, who can only say “Two” feebly to the WWE Champion, who screams in fury! Boos ring around the Garden for the enraged All-American American as he starts to wobble tiredly around the ring, telling his challenger to get up. Triple H, hair lying limply down his face as he winces with the pain, starts to pull himself up by the ropes. The crowd urges him not to turn around, because Swagger’s face is red once again, and he looks ready to finish this one off, but of course, Triple H steels himself, and turns... so Swagger moves in... AND GETS DRIVEN INTO THE MAT WITH THE DOUBLE A SPINEBUSTER FROM THE GAME! MADISON SQUARE GARDEN ROARS, AND TRIPLE H HAS TO DRAG HIMSELF BACK OVER TO THE WWE CHAMPION TO LAY AN ARM OVER HIM FOR THE COVER...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE – BUT NO! SWAGGER KICKS OUT SOMEHOW!

Triple H’s eyes are wide as he looks up, absolutely STUNNED that Swagger fought out of that one! The Game struggles back to his feet, clutching his back as he tries to compose himself, then crouches a little, preparing for the end as Swagger finds his feet dizzily. The WWE Champion staggers round to face Tripper, who kicks him in the gut, and hooks the arms for the Pedigree! The crowd roars, and Triple H goes to finish this contest, but Swagger stuns him by throwing him overhead with a Back Body Drop! The Game lands HARD on the canvas, groaning in pain, and suddenly, Swagger finds new energy to get over to him, yanking him up, and lashing out with a hard knee to the gut to make him keel over! With the Game gasping for air, Swagger takes advantage, lifting him up... AND NAILING HIM WITH THE GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!! MADISON SQUARE GARDEN IS SILENCED! Triple H is out of it! Swagger looks down at the Game now, a smirk forming as he goes to hook a leg to surely win this contest...

...BUT SUDDENLY, SHAWN MICHAELS SLIDES INTO THE RING, AND LEVELS CHAD PATTON WITH A TASTE OF SWEET CHIN MUSIC! A giant “CRACK” echoes through the arena, and the Garden goes WILD for Michaels, who stands across from the incredulous WWE Champion, a small smile on his face! Swagger looks from Michaels, then to Patton on the canvas, then to a similarly-motionless Triple H, then back to the Heartbreak Kid... and furiously, he launches forward with a right hand – ONLY FOR MICHAELS TO DUCK IT... AND KNOCK HIS TEETH DOWN HIS THROAT WITH ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! SWAGGER GETS FLOORED!!!

The crowd is going CRAZY for Michaels, who does the DX crotch chop down at Swagger, then rolls from the ring, making his exit through the crowd! Michael Cole is going absolute insane on the outside, and so is the crowd as Triple H looks up, and sees nothing but Swagger lying on the mat... so he crawls inch by inch to the body of the WWE Champion, and drapes a singular arm over his chest for the cover... but Patton is still laid out from Sweet Chin Music! The crowd is roaring for someone to make the count, and suddenly, the gates swing open to reveal Jack Doan making a sprint down to the ring! A big collective cheer goes up as Doan slides in, and counts the pinfall...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

WINNER AND NEW WWE CHAMPION: TRIPLE H VIA PINFALL AT 20:39

*THE GAME*

The crowd goes WILD as Doan helps Triple H back to his feet, and takes the WWE Title from ringside, handing it to the Game and raising his hand! Tripper looks stunned at first, then grins, and raises the title as the MSG crowd give him a standing ovation!

Michael Cole:
HE’S DONE IT, KING! WE’VE GOT A NEW WWE CHAMP-

But before Cole can go any further, he’s stopped by the sight of Chad Patton getting back to his feet, slightly dizzy at first, and as Triple H goes to celebrate on the turnbuckle, we see Patton having a heated discussion with Doan, explaining the Sweet Chin Music incident! Doan glances at Triple H, exhaustedly raising the title, then sighs and nods, as Patton talks to Justin Roberts ringside, and Tripper’s music cuts abruptly. The Game turns round and steps down, a confused expression on his face...

Justin Roberts:
Uh... ladies and gentlemen, the original referee for this contest, Chad Patton, has ruled that... “due to illegal interference leading to Triple H’s victory”, this bout will continue!

And Madison Square Garden EXPLODES with boos as Triple H’s eyes go wide, and Patton has to RIP the belt right out of his hands to hand it back to ringside, before he calls for the bell to continue this contest!

---

Triple H is immediately back on Patton’s case, desperately telling him that “You don’t understand! I’m the damn WWE Champion!” only to get a frightened shrug back from the official! The Game actually starts to shake Patton by the shoulders, trying to plead his case, but the referee can’t do anything about it! In the meantime, though, Swagger has found his feet, and the crowd begins to boo wildly as Triple H groans, turning round to maybe make another cover... ONLY TO GET SCOOPED UP SUDDENLY BY THE ALL-AMERICAN AMERICAN, AND LAID OUT WITH THE GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!! THE ARENA EXPLODES WITH RIDICULOUS HEAT FOR SWAGGER, WHO TELLS PATTON TO “COUNT OR ELSE” AS HE HOOKS A LEG... AND THE OFFICIAL OBLIGES...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

MATCH CONTINUED BY REFEREE’S DECISION – SUBSEQUENT CORRECTION:
WINNER AND STILL WWE CHAMPION: JACK SWAGGER VIA PINFALL AT 21:14

*ON YOUR KNEES*

Justin Roberts:
Here is your winner, and STILL the WWE Champion... THE ALL-AMERICAN AMERICAN... JACK – SWAGGER!

Madison Square Garden rips the absolute shit out of Swagger as he takes his title hurriedly from ringside, and makes his exit hastily, raising his title only when he’s got some serious separation between himself and the Game. Patton and Doan have another discussion, this time on the outside, as Triple H comes around, and puts his head in his hands, infuriated by the nature of his loss.

Michael Cole:
I’m at a loss, King! What a controversial ending to a great title match between these two men!

Jerry Lawler:
Triple H thought he was the WWE Champion for a second there, Michael, but Shawn Michaels’ interference meant that the match got restarted, and Swagger capitalised with the Gutwrench Powerbomb!

Michael Cole:
So, Jack Swagger retains the WWE Title tonight, but the main story once again – Shawn Michaels tried to help Triple H, but in the end, did he just hinder him? It’ll be interesting to see how Triple H deals with this loss, tomorrow night on Monday Night Raw,

Jerry Lawler:
But what about Shawn Michaels, Michael? He could still win the Royal Rumble later and earn himself a Wrestlemania match against Swagger! Who knows what could still happen tonight?

As Swagger begins to celebrate his controversial title defence, and the crowd continues to boo him, we fade away...

***

We start with a vast shot of a desert, with sand dunes filling the screen, and a sandstorm swirling about. The camera zooms in sharply, and we see a solitary figure trudging through the sand...

Narrator:
The road will be long...

The figure stumbles, and falls at the foot of a dune...

Narrator:
It will be arduous...

We see an extreme close-up of this person’s face, and his heavy breathing can be heard...

Narrator:
But the end prize... will be glorious.

The camera cuts back to this birds-eye view, as the figure scrambles up the sand dune...

Narrator:
The Desert Classic...

The figure reaches the top, and the camera pans forward... to see the University of Phoenix Stadium, lit up with shining spotlights and with the roaring of thousands of fans...

Narrator:
History will be made...

Suddenly, there’s a logo, exploding with orange and red, emblazoned on the front of the stadium as we swing towards it...

Narrator:
Will YOU be there?

And we settle on it...


WRESTLEMANIA TWENTY-SIX – 56 DAYS AWAY

***

We now cut back to the arena, backstage, where we see the DIVA’S CHAMPION, MELINA, talking to the INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, JOHN MORRISON! A big pop goes up for the old pairing, and Morrison smiles from behind his shades, then adjusts his big coat, and has a quick hug with the Red Carpet Diva before he leaves the shot. Melina turns to walk down the corridor, but walks straight into MARYSE, who conveniently appears with a smirk on her face. The crowd boos, and Melina raises an eyebrow.

Melina:
What now?

Maryse laughs a little.

Maryse:
Oh, nuzzink. By ze way, good luck in your title match tomorrow night. I suppose you need to... how should I put zis... keep it warm for moi until you finally give me my rematch, no?

Boos from the MSG crowd, as Maryse goes to leave, but Melina spins on her heel as she walks past...

Melina:
If you try and get involved tomorrow, just try it. We’ll see what happens.

Maryse stops in her tracks, that smirk still on her face. She turns round, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

Maryse:
You zink you can stop me? You?

It’s Melina’s turn to smirk now.

Maryse:
Listen carefully, mon cherie. You owe me a title shot, no? So if I feel like getting involved... believe me, I will.

More heat from the crowd, and Melina takes a step forward, going nose-to-nose with the Sultry Diva. It looks like we’re about to see a fight, and Maryse smirks... but CHRIS MASTERS breaks up the party by making an appearance, separating the pair by his mere presence, then putting his arm around Maryse to heat from the crowd.

Chris Masters:
Is everything okay here?

Maryse smirks once again.

Maryse:
Oh, oui.

The Sultry Diva goes to leave... THEN SUDDENLY SPINS, AND SLAPS MELINA RIGHT IN THE KISSER! The crowd boos wildly, and Melina reels back in horror and pain, but before she can retaliate, Masters steps in front of Maryse, giving the Diva’s Champion no chance. With that, Maryse and Masters slip away, smirking at Melina, who clutches at her face in frustration, and watches them disappear out of shot. GAIL KIM suddenly turns up, however, asking Melina if she’s okay, and the Diva’s Champion nods sourly as we fade away...

...to ringside, where SmackDown’s Jim Ross and Matt Striker are sat.

Jim Ross:
And now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to decide the World Heavyweight Champion. Four men, fighting in the streets of New York City – anything goes, Matt.

Matt Striker:
Believe me, it is going to be career-threatening action out there, when anything is a weapon, and with the form he’s been in recently, I’ve gotta hand it to Batista. He’s not taking anything lightly tonight, JR.

Jim Ross:
Of course, World Heavyweight Champion Big Show created this match-up, and we’ve seen all four men in this match either inspecting the streets outside the Garden tonight, or leaving to inspect it, because in this kind of match-up, you can’t afford not to.

Matt Striker:
Like I say, JR, it’s a very dangerous environment, and the man who walks out as World Champion will be well deserving of his prize! This is a true test of who wants it more, JR!

...and suddenly, we’re outside the Garden, where a few referees are standing in the cold, having a brief talk over the rules for this upcoming New York City Brawl. One of them has a ring bell in his hand, and they continue to talk for a moment in the chilly 8th Avenue, where a collection of people have gathered, wondering what the cameras are present for. Suddenly, the camera pans to the side, where THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, BIG SHOW, is walking out of the halls of Pennsylvania Station (one of the exits from the Garden, of course) with the World Title, getting a big cheer from both the arena crowd, audible over the top, and the people nearby. Show hands his title to the nearest referee, Scott Armstrong, then says “Let’s do this” as he flexes his fists.

Armstrong starts talking to the timekeeper, saying “We’ll start when all four guys are here”, then turns to talk to Show about the dangers – nope, the World Champion holds up a hand to silence him, then turns to face the man walking towards him... THE ANIMAL, BATISTA! Big Dave is in no mood for games, and Armstrong moves towards him – BUT ‘TISTA BRUSHES PAST HIM, AND LAUNCHES HIMSELF AT THE BIG SHOW, BLASTING THE BIG MAN WITH RIGHT HANDS! The arena crowd boos for the surprising pre-emptive attack, and the Animal forces Show away in shock, still smarting from those right hands!

Show comes to a halt at the top of a small, shallow flight of stairs outside the station, but Batista is right on his case, shoving him off... but the stairs aren’t exactly a death trap, and Show lands on his feet, grimacing though still standing. He turns round, and the Animal throws himself forward off the top of the small staircase – BUT SHOW CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR, AND DROPS HIM WITH A BACKBREAKER! The crowd groans with the impact as Batista squirms, but suddenly CHRIS JERICHO comes rushing into the shot, and leaps down the stairs to catch Show by surprise with a stunning Dropkick! A ton of boos rains down for Jericho, who lands awkwardly on the hard floor and spasms a little, before there is a few seconds of no movement, as things cool down, and Jericho gets back up. Teeth bared, he kicks Show to keep him down – BUT REY MYSTERIO IS HERE NOW!

The Ultimate Underdog comes charging out of the back of the shot, sprinting down the halls of Pennsylvania Station in the far background, and ALSO leaps down the stairs, taking Jericho down with a ridiculous Hurricanrana! The crowd goes wild for Mysterio, who clutches at his back as he struggles back up (there’s no canvas, things are gonna get brutal), then looks at Scott Armstrong, who shoots the timekeeper a concerned look, and tells him to ring the bell as Mysterio rests on the nearby handrail. With Jim Ross already voicing his concerns from his position inside the arena, this World Title match-up is off and running!

Match 5 – World Heavyweight Championship – New York City Brawl
Big Show (c) vs Batista vs Chris Jericho vs Rey Mysterio

We are officially underway now, and Mysterio sees Batista getting back to his feet, so he moves over there, and tries to club him back down – only for the Animal to lurch back to his feet, no-selling the shot from Rey, and just flinging the Master of the 619 down the pavement, where he eventually stumbles down to the floor! The crowd groans as Rey takes a bad fall there, and the Animal stays right on his case, leaving Show and Jericho behind as he follows Mysterio, grabbing him by the head and yanking him back up. Big Dave smacks his old partner with a right hand to get him moving down the street, where various passers-by stagger out of the way to avoid the two men. Armstrong follows them as Batista actually waits for a crossing signal, then crosses the road, tugging Mysterio along by the mask as we head towards a much wider pavement, lined with shops, all open late as usual. ‘Tista slams his fist into Mysterio’s abdomen, then tosses him back down to the ground, firing away with some vicious right hands, before he presses him to the cold floor for a cover... and Armstrong duly counts...

ONE...

TWO – BUT REY KICKS OUT!

Batista snarls as Mysterio fights out, but from behind, Big Show grabs the Animal by the head, and flings him away, yelling “JUST LIKE OLD TIMES, DAVE!” in reference to their similar brawl on SmackDown a few weeks ago. ‘Tista stands, flexing his muscles, and suddenly it’s on, as he darts forward under the New York street lights – but Show lashes out with a big right hand to the gut, then lifts him up with the Military Press! Everyone nearby backs away in awe, giving Show some space as he shows off his strength... but Batista drops off the back, and DRIVES Show into the nearest brick wall! Show roars out in pain, and drops to the floor, as Batista starts to stomp on his chest, wearing him down. A few yards away, Rey Mysterio struggles back to his feet, still reeling from those shots he took from Batista – but he gets knocked back down by a stinging clothesline from Chris Jericho! Boos come from the arena as Jim Ross bemoans Jericho’s opportunistic tendencies, before the One True Legend winds back – then boots Rey right between the eyes when he sits up! Mysterio gets totally laid out, and Batista turns round to see Jericho smirking... but the smirk disappears as he sees the Animal, who shoves a couple of spectators out of the way as he goes after Jericho, and tries to get his hands on the One True Legend... only for Jericho to hide behind a nearby hot dog stand!

The crowd boos, and the vendor frowns at Jericho, who tries to hush him – BUT BATISTA TIPS THE STAND RIGHT OVER! The vendor (a plant, we can only assume) scurries out of shot as hot dogs and sauces tumble all over the New York floor, and Jericho scrambles away similarly, a hunted expression on his face. Batista watches him leave with a scowl, then turns round – to see Rey Mysterio leaping up, and knocking him down on to the metal hot dog stand with a Dropkick! A cheer can be heard as the Animal lands on the metal, and Big Show limps into the picture as well, holding his head. Show grins down at Big Dave, then exchanges a word with Rey – and lifts him up on to his shoulders, elevating him... SO REY CAN LEAP OFF FOR A RIDICULOUS FROG SPLASH ON TO THE ANIMAL, BENDING THE HOT DOG STAND BENEATH HIM! A groan goes up from the crowd, and Rey lies on top of his old partner, gasping in pain that he took – when suddenly Jericho makes a surprising return, BOOTING Rey in the side of the head! Mysterio goes tumbling away, off the stand, and Jericho smirks, only to get a crippling right hand to the gut from Show.

Jericho keels over, gasping for air after the nasty shot, and suddenly, the World Champion takes control, grabbing his old partner by the hair and taking him for a journey down 33rd Street! With Jericho still moaning in pain, the camera follows Show as he tugs Jericho down the street, past various confused passers-by, then tosses him to the ground outside a brightly-lit grocery shop. Jericho tries to crawl away, but Show puts his boot to the One True Legend’s back, stopping him moving, then takes a devilish look at the grocery store, before looking down at Jericho once again! Scott Armstrong rushes over, telling Show not to do anything stupid... but Show just tells him “Anything goes”... BEFORE HE PULLS JERICHO TO HIS FEET, AND HURLS HIM THROUGH THE PLATE GLASS WINDOW, INTO THE SHOP! There are various shrieks nearby as the glass shatters all over the place, and Jericho tumbles to the floor inside the shop, gasping in agony as Show follows him in... through the door, of course. Any shoppers inside the store (quite why they’re shopping at this time on a Sunday is unknown, but hey, it’s America) quickly scurry out the way as Armstrong follows the giant through the door, and Show pulls Jericho up once again... then bends him backwards over the shop counter, and CAVES his chest in with that huge SLAP!

The arena crowd groans in the background, and Jericho, taking an absolute beating here, tries to stagger away, only to fall to his knees halfway down one of the aisles. He grabs the white shelving nearby, and starts to pull himself back up, but Show finds some chocolate bars, and just flings them at Jericho, who groans and tries to palm them away to no avail. Show moves in now, smirking as he says “It’s snack time, Chris!” and looks around to find something to inflict some more punishment... but Jericho scrabbles around with his hands to find a sack of flour, and he launches it at Show’s face, where it BURSTS all over the place, blinding the World Champion in the process! Show shields his face through the cloud, and suddenly, Jericho leaps up to halfway up the shelving, then connects with a modified Triangle Dropkick to take Show down to the floor! A groan goes up from the crowd, and Jericho struggles back to his feet, waving his arms around to clear the flour from the air, then staggers about, still gasping in pain and fatigue. Show starts to push himself up, so Jericho starts to move away, frowning as the World Champion comes bulldozing in his direction... and dives forward... ONLY TO CHARGE HEADFIRST INTO A FRIDGE DOOR! JERICHO SIDESTEPS, AND BIG SHOW JUST IMPALES HIMSELF ON THAT GLASS DOOR! The sickening impact prompts a huge groan from the crowd as Show tumbles awkwardly to the floor, the glass cracked, and Jericho dives on top of him eagerly, hissing at Armstrong to make the count...

ONE...

TWO...

BUT FROM NOWHERE, REY MYSTERIO COMES CHARGING IN TO BREAK IT UP!

A cheer goes up from the crowd back in the Garden, and Jericho rolls away in pain as Rey saves the contest. Show clutches at his head on the floor, while Rey pulls open the fridge door – it’s completely bent, and it falls off its hinges, allowing Mysterio to pull out a few cartons of milk, grinning. The crowd cheers, and as Jericho starts to pull himself using a nearby freezer, Rey yanks the lids off the cartons – and just SOAKS the One True Legend with the full fat goodness! Another big cheer goes up as Jericho tumbles backwards, moaning out in frustration as he gets totally covered, then slips to the floor, frowning as he wipes the milk from his face. Meanwhile, the camera pans back to the entrance of the shop, where BATISTA is walking in through the door, limping a little after getting crushed into that hot dog stand a few minutes ago... and he’s not happy! We see Rey’s face turn to fear as the Animal catches sight of him, and Big Dave moves in, snarling as he easily grabs Rey by the head, and runs him to a previously untouched aisle (alcohol, get in), before he tries to fling the Ultimate Underdog into the shelves... NO! Rey leaps up, and SCALES the shelves to the top! Batista’s expression is priceless, and Rey grins down at him from his position on top of the shelves, before he asks him “What now, Dave?”

Batista has no answer for that, but he has other things to worry about, because Chris Jericho appears round the corner to club him in the back, forcing him to move away, a pained expression on his face. Jericho tries to lay into the Animal with some boots, but the Animal comes back fiercely, DRIVING Jericho into the shelves! The One True Legend gasps out, and suddenly, Batista lifts him up, thinking Spinebuster on to the hard floor... ONLY FOR REY MYSTERIO TO LAUNCH OFF THE TOP WITH A CROSSBODY, WIPING BOTH MEN OUT! The crowd goes WILD, and Jim Ross has a mini-mark-out session back in the Garden, as all three men lie motionless on the cold floor of this random grocery shop, and slowly, it’s REY who crawls through the carnage, shoving beer cans out of the way as he lays an arm over Jericho...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT JERICHO KICKS OUT!

Scott Armstrong says “Two!” to the timekeeper, who is standing nervously at the end of the alcohol aisle, with the bell and a stopwatch in his hands. Before anyone can get back up following the kickout, however, BIG SHOW struggles round the corner too, clearly very dazed after his sick bump into the fridge door. The World Champion shakes out the cobwebs, then grabs Batista off the floor, and lethargically tries to throw him down the aisle... only for the Animal to come alive, grabbing Show round the waist, and just DRIVING him out of the shop, through the previously-broken window and out to the street once again! Both men tumble to the hard, hard floor as JR can be heard sharply inhaling at ringside, and Batista suddenly throws himself forward, POUNDING the World Champion with right hands! Show takes each shot like a freight train blow, and before too long, he’s completely at Big Dave’s mercy, as the Animal pulls him up to a seated position, then blasts the World Champion in the head with a nasty boot! The crowd can be heard groaning back at the Garden, and Show rolls away, trying to find his feet, only for Batista to come charging in again, driving Show further and further down 33rd Street! Passers-by scatter out of the way of these behemoths, and eventually they come to a big open shopping square, where there are lights and fountains all over the place, including a large pool in the middle, lit up for the shoppers to enjoy.

Big Show and Batista don’t take the time to enjoy the view, however, as the Animal tries to ram him into a brick wall again – only for the World Champion to stop himself, then BASH his challenger’s head off the brick, sending him reeling down to the ground! Show bends over, gasping for air again after the pounding he’s taken, and clutches nervously at his back as he pulls the Animal back to his feet... but ‘Tista pushes him away, THEN DRILLS HIM WITH THE SPEAR INTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR! The arena crowd groans with the brutal impact, and that’s surely enough to keep the World’s Largest Athlete down as Batista shakes out the cobwebs, then crawls back towards him for the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- NO! CHRIS JERICHO COMES CHARGING IN TO BREAK IT UP!

A mixed reaction goes up as Jericho sprints into the picture with his remaining energy to keep this contest alive, and all three men are down now, regaining their energy. Jericho eventually clambers towards a stone bench, and manages to find his feet, but Batista gets up too, and cracks him with a beastly right hand to send him toppling over the bench and to the concrete floor again. The Animal turns away, smirking, but Show struggles back up, and GRIPS his hand around Big Dave’s throat! The crowd cheers as the World Champion goes to put Batista (and possibly his career) to bed here, but the Animal fights free with a boot to the gut, then thinks Batista Bomb! Again, this would be a match-ender and possibly more, as ‘Tista prepares himself for a mighty lift... but REY MYSTERIO can be seen running over there, and he leaps off the nearest bench, wiping Batista out with a stunning Seated Senton! Big Dave tumbles to the concrete awkwardly, his shoulders bouncing off the hard floor, and after a second of no movement, Rey finds his feet again, slowly. Big Show is still on his hands and knees, trying to get some air in, so Rey risks his body once again to get the win, using Show’s back as a launching pad to get some height... AND COMING DOWN ACROSS BATISTA’S ABDOMEN WITH THE FROG SPLASH! Mysterio yells out in pain, rolling across the floor, then grits his teeth and gets back to the Animal for the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THR- BUT NO! JERICHO TUGS MYSTERIO OFF, SAVING THE CONTEST AGAIN!

Rey gasps out as Jericho yanks him off Batista by the leg, then picks him up, and rocks him with a right hand! Mysterio goes staggering away from the other competitors, holding his head, and Jericho moves in, trash talking a little tiredly as he lays into the Ultimate Underdog with a few more hard blows, forcing him towards the fountain. The crowd buzzes as they approach the giant pool of cold, cold water, and Rey suddenly fights back with a lashing boot... no, Jericho catches it – then takes out his legs with the Double Leg Takedown, and thinks WALLS OF JERICHO... NO! Rey pushes out, sending Jericho tumbling away... and he nearly falls into the fountain, but he stops himself by grabbing the edge! Boos can be heard as Jericho narrowly escapes there, and Rey charges in rashly... ONLY FOR JERICHO TO SEND HIM FLYING WITH A MODIFIED BACK BODY DROP, SENDING HIM DOWN INTO THE FREEZING-COLD FOUNTAIN! REY GETS SUBMERGED INTO THE WATER!

The crowd back at the Garden comes alive with mostly groans of awe as Rey disappears for a second under the downpour of the fountain... but he doesn’t come back up, and the camera follows Jericho as he walks away, smirking devilishly now. That is, until he sees Big Show getting back to his feet a few yards away, grimacing as he clutches his back... and he snarls at the One True Legend, before swinging that lethal right hand – which Jericho ducks, and unleashes a cracking kick to Show’s weakened back! The giant roars out, then turns round... and puts his hand round Jericho’s throat for the Chokeslam this time! Jericho’s eyes go wide in fear, and Show lifts him up – but he gets distracted, and lets him down, as Batista comes charging towards him, rocking him with right hands to take him towards the road! The famous yellow taxis loom in the background, and Show begins to teeter dangerously close to the tarmac as Batista continues to rock away with those right hands... but the World Champion comes back with a stiff right hand to the gut to stop any more strikes, then knocks the Animal down with a booming clothesline!

Batista goes down, and the crowd loves it, but Show is looking in a bad way, and he drops to a knee, frowning with the fatigue and the pain. He finds his feet once again, and flexes his fingers, waiting for Batista to rise so he can finish this one off... only for Chris Jericho to once again provide the buzzkill, lashing out with a kick to Show’s side before Batista can even get up. The crowd boos, and Jericho smirks for a moment, but Show doesn’t even move! Jericho’s smirk vanishes, and Show suddenly fires a big right hand... only for Jericho to duck, and try that kick again – it connects, but even in his weakened state, Show won’t budge, and it’s his turn to smirk, moving in towards Jericho as he backs towards the tarmac. The One True Legend looks behind him nervously... then lurches forward to hit Show with a thumb to the eye, sending him reeling away! Boos can be heard as Jericho smirks again, getting off the hook... but Show is only turned away for a second, before he starts to stagger towards him again – so Jericho turns towards the road... and as a last resort, he hails a cab!

“What’s he doing?” queries JR back at the Garden, and unbelievably, a taxi slowly pulls up as Show tends to his eye, and Jericho moves towards it, eager to get away from Show... who charges after him! The crowd cheers as Jericho opens the door and leaps into the backseat... BUT SHOW GRABS THE DOOR BEFORE JERICHO CAN SHUT IT, AND HAULS HIM BACK OUT! Cheers can be heard again as Show throws Jericho down to the concrete, snarling as he prepares that Knockout Punch... BUT FROM NOWHERE COMES BATISTA, SPEARING SHOW RIGHT INTO THE TAXI! THE IMPACT IS ABSOLUTELY SICKENING, AND SHOW AND BATISTA TUMBLE TO THE FLOOR, AS PEOPLE NEARBY SCATTER IN HORROR! “GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!” SCREAMS JIM ROSS!

With everyone still reeling from that shot, it seems we’ve forgotten all about Rey Mysterio, who has only just found his way out of the deep fountain, soaked all over in cold water. Mysterio stumbles into the shot now, taking a second to gawk at the carnage left from Batista’s Spear, before he yanks a similarly-stunned Jericho back to his feet, and rocks him with a European Uppercut. Jericho reels away in surprise, then comes back with a kick to the gut, and moves in again – only for Rey to throw him on to the nearby stone bench, draping him over it! Mysterio takes a long, long look, then moves in, trying to do some sort of 619... NO! He manages to get round the bench, grabbing the edge to support his swing, but Jericho isn’t there, dodging out of the way! Mysterio clambers on top of the bench’s back support, then tries to improvise with a leaping Senton... BOOM! JERICHO DROPS HIM WITH A SICKENING DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN, CRASHING REY’S HEAD OFF THE CONCRETE FLOOR, BEFORE HE TURNS HIM OVER... WALLS OF JERICHO... WAIT, NO, HE TRANSITIONS, AND LOCKS IN THE DEADLY LIONTAMER!!! The crowd roars with all sorts of noise, and Scott Armstrong removes himself from the lifeless bodies of Show and Batista to ask Rey if he wants to tap... Mysterio has no ropes to break the hold, and his head is being crushed against the concrete floor... there’s barely even a struggle now...

...AND HE TAPS! REY MYSTERIO TAPS OUT TO THE LIONTAMER!

WINNER AND NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: CHRIS JERICHO VIA SUBMISSION AT 17:41 (INCLUDING PRE-MATCH BRAWL)

The timekeeper rings the bell, and Armstrong tells Jericho to release the screaming Mysterio, something Jericho only does when the official grabs the World Title from one of the staff nearby and offers it to the One True Legend, who snatches it greedily. Boos can be heard from the arena, and Jericho holds the belt aloft, a devilishly smug look on his face as he tells anyone who will listen that “I’m the best! This proves it, ya hear me! THIS PROVES IT!” before he goes to inspect the damage to the other competitors, namely the Big Show, lying motionlessly on the concrete floor with a number of officials now surrounding him.

Jim Ross:
Dear God, that was a brutal, brutal contest, and we do indeed have a new World Heavyweight Champion in Chris Jericho, though I think the welfare of those four men is slightly more important than-

Matt Striker:
This is a great moment, JR! Chris Jericho, World Champ once again! What he just did proved without a doubt, that we are looking at the One True Legend in the WWE. I applaud him, JR, the guy is truly a legend.

Jim Ross:
Indeed, a terrific performance, if questionable tactics were used, from Chris Jericho, who did well to make it out of that contest... though I loath to call it a contest, Matt-

Matt Striker:
You’re totally right, JR, that wasn’t a contest! Jericho always had that one wrapped up, he just wanted to put those other guys through a bit more punishment for getting on the wrong side of him, as is his character! A magnificent man, JR!

Jim Ross:
I meant that it was barely a contest as much as it was an all-out street fight, Matt! I hope to God above we never have to witness that disturbing again. I prefer use of the ring, I tell you.

As Jericho smirks with his new title belt in the chilly streets, and the camera focuses on Show’s unconscious expression, we cut away...

...and we see JOSH MATTHEWS, smiling at the camera once again.

Josh Matthews:
Ladies and gentlemen, we are just moments away from the 2010 Royal Rumble match...

BIG pop from the crowd for that one.

Josh Matthews:
...so please welcome my final guest of the evening... John Cena!

The crowd goes WILD for Cena, who steps into the shot in his orange gear, a focused expression on his face. There is an understandable background of boos from the New York smarks, but otherwise it’s a fairly strong positive reaction for the former “Champ”, who adjusts his cap and waits to be questioned.

Josh Matthews:
Now John, you’ve been unsuccessful on a number of occasions of late in your attempts to get the WWE Championship back from Jack Swagger, who of course retained his title earlier. Tonight’s Royal Rumble could be your last chance to get that title shot – that’s a lot of pressure, how’re you feeling?

Cena rubs his jaw for a moment as the mic heads his way.

John Cena:
Well y’know Josh, I’m kinda happy that Jack retained that title earlier... ‘cause oh boy, it’s gonna feel sweet to take it off him at Wrestlemania!

Big pop from the crowd for Cena, who grins.

John Cena:
But you’re right. It’s a lot of pressure, it is. Tonight’s my last chance, and I know I haven’t been on my game recently... I lost at Armageddon, I lost the next night on Raw, I lost the week after that in that Battle Royal... WWE Title shots aren’t easy to get, Josh.

Cena takes his hat off to rub his head.

John Cena:
Tonight though, that all changes. ‘Cause John Cena doesn’t just lay back and give up when his back’s against the wall, Josh. I – never – quit.

Pop from the crowd.

John Cena:
That’s been my belief since the beginning, straight up, and that’s how it’s gonna continue tonight. If I come in at number one, I’ll fight past twenty-nine other guys, one by one if I have to, to get that World Title shot at the Grandest Stage of ‘Em All.

Another pop.

John Cena:
This isn’t just a regular fight tonight. This is one of the biggest matches of my life, and I’m gonna win. I have to win. I’ve let the CeNation down these past couple of weeks, but I finally have a chance to make it up to them, right here tonight in the world’s most famous arena!

Cheap pop from the Garden.

John Cena:
I’m hyped up, Josh, I really am. We can talk about nerves ‘til the sun goes down, but when it comes down to it, John Cena’s in the building tonight for one reason, and one reason only.

Cena holds up a solitary finger.

John Cena:
To do the CeNation proud.

Big pop from the crowd, with some inevitable boos from the older guys. Cena waves his hand for the camera, then storms out of the shot, as Matthews thanks him, and we head to the arena...

...and we’re at ringside with a new font colour so the brand colours don’t get cluttered. Anyway, we see the Rumble announce team of Jim Ross and Jerry “The King” Lawler sat at the central desk, smiling at the camera. Yes, no Michael Cole, you can thank me later.

Jim Ross:
Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, as we’re set for a huge Royal Rumble match, and I’m here with my old broadcast partner, Jerry “The King” Lawler for this one!

Jerry Lawler:
Oh, I’m excited, JR! It’s been a while since we’ve called a match together, and what better time to change that than the biggest match of the year so far!

...and the camera simply sweeps over the Garden crowd, who cheer as the bell rings, and we can hear Justin Roberts over the top...

Justin Roberts:
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the world’s most famous ring announcer and the voice of champions... MICHAEL – BUFFER!

The crowd cheers as we cut to the ring now, where Buffer is standing with a mic, smiling at the crowd.

Michael Buffer:
Ladies and gentlemen... this is the moment the world has been waiting for. From the world’s most famous arena, the Mecca of sports entertainment, Madison Square Garden, it is time for the 2010, Royal Rumble match!

A good pop goes up from the crowd, as Buffer smiles, and pulls a sheet of paper out of his jacket, just like he did two years previously.

Michael Buffer:
The rules are as follows... the superstars who drew numbers one and two will start, with another superstar entering every ninety seconds once the match has begun.

We start to sweep around the arena now, seeing various fans holding up signs and waving.

Michael Buffer:
This will continue until all thirty superstars have entered the ring. The only way to be eliminated is to be thrown over the top rope, with both feet, touching the floor. The last man standing will be declared the winner of the 2010 Royal Rumble match, and will receive a World Championship match at Wrestlemania Twenty-Six.

Another cheer goes up from the crowd, as the camera pans upwards to show the infamous Wrestlemania sign at the top of the arena. We cut back to Buffer in the ring.

Michael Buffer:
And now, the time has arrived. Are you ready?

Big pop from the crowd!

Michael Buffer:
Madison Square Garden... New York City... USA... ARE – YOU – RRRRRREEEEEEADY?

“YES!” comes the roar from the Garden!

Michael Buffer:
Then, for the thousands in attendance here at the Garden... for the millions watching at home, around the world... ladies and gentlemen... OOH – LET’S GET READY TO RUUUUUUMBLLLLLLLLE!!!

The crowd goes WILD, and for a moment, there is silence as Buffer leaves the ring.

*THIS FIRE BURNS*

The crowd boos intensely as the gates spread open, and CM PUNK, complete with fuzzy beard as usual, comes walking through, taking a good wide look at the Garden laid out in front of him. Frowning, he scans the arena, then takes a knee, checks his watch, and roars “IT’S CLOBBERIN’ TIME!” before he heads for the apron. The Straight-edge Messiah gets up to the top turnbuckle from the outside, and spreads his arms out, yelling out at the booing Madison Square Garden crowd. He then hops into the ring, shaking his head as the crowd continues to abuse him.

Michael Buffer:
Introducing entrant number one... C – M – PUUUUUNK!

Jim Ross:
This man has been nothing but an annoyance on SmackDown of late, pleading his case as to why he “can’t save the WWE” because of Stone Cold Steve Austin. If he wants to prove the so-called ‘power’ of the Straight-edge, he’ll have to win the Rumble from number one, King, and while that’s not impossible to do, it’s not easy!

Jerry Lawler:
No kidding, JR! It’s been done before, sure, but it’s the worst position to be! Straight-edge better take him pretty far if he wants to win this one – oh no...

The crowd begins to boo even more now... because Punk is beckoning for a mic from ringside! Begrudgingly, a staff member hands one over, and Punk’s music dies down, only to be replaced with a giant horde of boos from the voracious MSG crowd. He smirks for a moment from behind the beard, then raises his mic.

CM Punk:
New York City, one of the biggest, brightest cities on the globe.

Punk looks around at the jeering crowd, shaking his head in disapproval.

CM Punk:
So nice they named it twice... or even, because there might just be twice as many dangers in this city, than anywhere else on this planet.

Intense booing from the crowd again.

CM Punk:
I have been telling you people again and again... do not smoke. Do not take drugs. Do not drink the devil’s beverage, alcohol. But yet you all ignore my warnings. And shock horror, you are all slowly dying. Your bodies are crippled by these horrors, and yet you people do not seem to care.

The Straight-edge Messiah shakes his head. A few “Austin!” chants kick off...

CM Punk:
And I know why. Because if you haven’t been listening recently... maybe you’re in denial, I don’t know... but I’ve been explaining why you’re all doomed to suffer as your bodies let you down later in life. The catalyst of your destruction who, as of yet, refuses to face up to his crimes. He refuses to accept that he has damned you all, and I cannot be his judge. You people cannot be his jury.

Boos, and the chants intensify.

CM Punk:
I can feel his name sweeping through this arena... like a plague. His influence infects each and every one of you, and that’s why I was brought to this Earth. To cleanse you... TO SAVE YOU.

Massive heat as the crowd begins to chant “AUSTIN! AUSTIN!” in the usual fashion.

CM Punk:
But of course, you people are unwilling to believe my prowess. So luckily for you, there is a match I’m about to participate in, which should clear up any doubts... and allow you all to accept me as your saviour...

Punk smirks as the chants nearly drown him out...

CM Punk:
...and DENOUNCE the evils of Stone – Cold – Steve – AUSTIN.

The crowd booms with furious boos once again, and Punk throws his mic to ringside, rolling his hands over each other in his usual fashion as he awaits entrant number two...

SOS... I HEAR DEM SHOUTIN’! SOS... I HEAR DEM CRYIN’!

*SOS*

And in contrast, a BIG pop goes up as the gates open up again to reveal KOFI KINGSTON jogging through the gateway, fully prepared to go all the way here tonight! The former Intercontinental and United States Champion slaps his hands together three times, unleashing some colourful pyro from the top of the gates, and starts to jog towards the ring, slapping the hands of some of the fans nearby. He then clambers up on to the apron, then to the turnbuckle, crying “Boom! Boom! Boom!” along with the audience. He hops down into the ring, and faces a confident CM Punk, as both men smirk a little...

Michael Buffer:
And introducing entrant number two... KOFI – KIIIIIINGSTOOOOON!!!

Jim Ross:
Of course, there is history here. Former World Tag Team Champions a couple of years ago, Kofi Kingston and CM Punk, since separated of course, but they’ve both found success on their respective brands.

Jerry Lawler:
Kofi’s a really bright spark over on Raw right now, JR, he’s coming off a huge win over Randy Orton at Armageddon, he qualified for this match pretty easily... all signs are good for Kofi! He’s an exciting guy to watch, we’ll have to see if he can break out tonight, from a number that’s not easy either!

The crowd begins to chant Kofi’s name as he bounces on the balls of his feet, and Punk mutters “It’s clobberin’ time” to himself as he moves forward... and the bell chimes to kick off the 2010 Royal Rumble match!

Match 6 – The 2010 Royal Rumble
Carlito vs Chavo Guerrero vs CM Punk vs Cody Rhodes vs David Hart Smith vs Dolph Ziggler vs Drew McIntyre vs Edge vs Ezekiel Jackson vs Finlay vs Gregory Helms vs John Cena vs John Morrison vs Kane vs Kofi Kingston vs Matt Hardy vs Montel Vontavious Porter vs Randy Orton vs Rhyno vs Shawn Michaels vs Sheamus vs Super Crazy vs Ted DiBiase vs The Brian Kendrick vs Tyson Kidd vs William Regal vs Yoshi Tatsu vs Zack Ryder vs ??? vs ???

Kofi and Punk look around the arena as the bell finishes its ring, and the overwhelming “KOFI! KOFI!” chants spur the Ghanaian forward, taking Punk by surprise by forcing him to the corner, and striking away with right-footed kicks to the midsection of the Straight-edge Messiah! The Garden loves it, and Punk gasps with each cracking shot, before Kofi steps backwards, pumping up the hot crowd with a few slaps of the hands! Punk steps out of the corner, rubbing his abdomen, then lashes out with a sharp kick – then a second one, right to the side of Kingston! Kofi reels to the side, frowning as he recognises that potent weapon of his old partner, then rolls well away to make sure Punk can’t strike again. The Straight-edge Messiah charges in again as Kofi finds the corner, but the Ghanaian moves out the way, and Punk goes face-first into the buckle, before he turns round... and Kofi strikes with a nasty kick to the head to take him down! The crowd cheers as Punk tumbles to the canvas, but he’s soon back up, straight into a double palm strike from Kofi... and another one when he rises again... until Kingston manages to keep him down with a superbly-executed Dropkick! The crowd cheers as Kofi starts to hype them up, jogging around the ring to prepare for the Boom Drop...

...but when Kingston heads for the ropes, Punk surprises us all by sweeping underneath him as he runs, then gets up to raise the Kitchen Sink, knocking Kofi to the floor! A groan goes up from the crowd, and Punk yanks his old partner back to his feet, before going to fling him over! Kingston grabs the top rope to stop himself going over, though, and an audible sigh of relief can be heard from the arena as he fights back with a nasty elbow shot, sending Punk reeling away! The Straight-edge Messiah grabs his jaw, and Kofi finds the second rope, before launching with a stunning Flying Crossbody, taking both men down as the countdown starts for the first time in the match, and the crowd begins to chant along...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

IT’S A SHAME THAT THEY, LOST THEIR HEAD – A CARELESS MAN COULD WIND UP DEAD!

*WRITTEN IN MY FACE*
ENTRANT #3: SHEAMUS AT 1:30
The crowd boos intensely as the Celtic Warrior, Sheamus, makes an early appearance in his first ever Royal Rumble, beating his chest furiously as he walks through the famous MSG gateway. He takes a long, disapproving glance around the arena, then storms towards the ring.

Jim Ross: The young Celtic Warrior from Monday Night Raw – you’ve seen plenty of this man on Monday nights, King, what’s your opinion on him?

Jerry Lawler: Oh boy, JR, we’re in for some serious brutality if Sheamus has his way. I’ve never seen a newcomer to the WWE act so comfortably when it comes to dismantling an opponent, and this young man could surprise us all tonight, JR. He really wants that World Title shot!

As Kingston and Punk begin to find their footing, Sheamus hits the ring, immediately dropping some brutal knee shots to the grounded head of Kofi to keep him down. Punk forces himself up, blinking out the cobwebs... BOOM! He gets a thumping Discus Axe Handle to the face from Sheamus, knocking him down (and possibly out)! The Irishman takes a moment to roar out at the crowd, beating his chest wildly, then pulls Kingston up, and flings him to the corner. Kofi hits the buckle hard, but Sheamus gives him no respite, ramming his shoulder into the Ghanaian’s abdomen to soften him up, before he pulls him out of the corner, and flings him over the top rope... NO! Kofi lands on the apron, but Sheamus doesn’t realise, and heads back to drop some knees on Punk as the crowd cheers Kofi’s escape.

Kingston steps back inside the ring, slightly relieved, and Sheamus tugs Punk up by the hair, before he starts to blast his head off the top turnbuckle, completely boggling his brains! Sheamus turns round now, as Punk’s head slumps against the turnbuckle, eyes unfocused... and the Celtic Warrior bares his teeth as he sees Kofi, resting against the opposite corner! Sheamus snarls, and charges in, but Kingston’s had time to recover, so he ducks well out of the way to let Sheamus slam into the corner, before the Ghanaian sends him across the ring with the Monkey Flip! Sheamus lands hard, but the crowd cheers for the impact, before Kofi gears up for the Boom Drop once again! He heads for the ropes, shimmies a little... then connects! BOOM DROP TO SHEAMUS! The Celtic Warrior spasms away, and Kofi plays to the crowd, grinning... only for CM Punk to come charging in, feeding Kofi the leg, and bringing them both crashing down with a stunning Enzuigiri! A groan goes up from the crowd with the cracking impact, and for a moment, like last time, there is no movement as the countdown fades into view...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

*LAMBEG*
ENTRANT #4: FINLAY AT 3:00
A healthy pop goes up for the Fighting Irishman, who appears on the ramp, with his shillelagh in hand and a toothy grin on his face. He twirls the weapon in his right hand, then starts to make his way to the ring, where Sheamus is up, shaking out the cobwebs.

Jim Ross: From SmackDown, the Fighting Irishman, always a resolute competitor – he’s lasted over half an hour in his two previous Rumble appearances, but can he go even further here tonight?

Jerry Lawler: It’s gonna be Irishman versus Irishman, JR! Sheamus versus Finlay, can you imagine?

No imagination is needed, as Finlay rolls into the ring, and swings that deadly shillelagh... NOPE! Sheamus always saw it coming, so he ducks, and boots Finlay in the gut to make him drop it... IRISH CURSE BACKBREAKER TO FINLAY! The move comes out of nowhere from Sheamus, who beats his chest again, before turning back to CM Punk as he gets up. The Celtic Warrior takes Punk towards the ropes, and tries to force him over, but the Straight-edge Messiah is resolute, and he refuses to go over the top! Sheamus snarls, trying to force the elimination, but Punk won’t go, prompting the Irishman to let go of him, frustrated... only to then club the Straight-edge Saviour in the back, sending him tumbling back down to the mat! Sheamus turns around now, wondering who else he can beat up, but he finds no-one... apart from Kofi Kingston on the top rope, who launches, and floors Sheamus with a Missile Dropkick! The crowd goes wild as Kofi struggles back up, clenching his fists to hold back the pain... but suddenly, CM Punk is back up, and he lashes out with a surprise Roundhouse Kick to the back of Kofi’s head, knocking him down to the mat!

The crowd boos Punk as he raises his arms, a sly smirk forming on his face, but suddenly, a few cheers arise, because Finlay is back up, and when Punk turns around, the Fighting Irishman goes to whip him to the ropes... no, he yanks Punk back, then floors him with a Short-Arm Clothesline! Another good cheer goes up for Finlay, who pulls Punk up, and takes him to the corner, trying to force him over. Sheamus pulls himself back up, tired already as he rests against the turnbuckle, and Kofi Kingston finds his feet as well. Kingston moves towards the Celtic Warrior, but the Irishman lashes out with a boot, and starts pushing him against the ropes to get him over, meaning we have two separate elimination struggles as the crowd chants with a new countdown...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

I SPIT IN DE FACE, OF PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO BE COOL...

*COOL*
ENTRANT #5: CARLITO AT 4:30
Another good pop goes up, this time for the athletic Carlito, who appears through the gates with an apple in his hand, which he tosses gently into the crowd before he slides into the ring.

Jim Ross: And at number five, the always-dangerous, always-athletic, always... well, dare I say it, cool Carlito.

Jerry Lawler: Carlito couldn’t capture the United States Title a few weeks ago, but tonight, he could win a much bigger prize! Carlito’s always got something new to show us in the ring!

Carlito immediately joins Finlay, trying to force CM Punk over by grabbing his spare leg, and pulling it up off the canvas. Finlay has his forearm in the face of the Straight-edge Messiah, and the pairing continue to press Punk over as we cut across the ring, where Sheamus is still trying to eliminate Kofi Kingston. When the Ghanaian refuses to budge, Sheamus takes a few steps back, and charges to clothesline him over... but Kofi dives out of the way, causing Sheamus to hit into the ropes! The Irishman gets a bit caught up, and when he turns round, Kofi unleashes Trouble In Paradise – NO! Sheamus ducks under it, and Kofi lands hard, frowning as he does. The Irishman heads for the ropes now, and when Kingston turns round, SHEAMUS KNOCKS HIS LIGHTS OUT WITH THE PUMP KICK!!! Kofi crumples down in a heap, and Finlay turns around, leaving Punk for a moment to take on his fellow Irishman – BOOM! SHEAMUS FLATTENS HIM WITH A PUMP KICK AS WELL! The crowd with the sickening impact, and now Carlito turns round – PUMP KICK... NO! Carlito ducks under it, getting a pop from the crowd, before he turns on the style with a springboard... and connects with a beautiful Springboard Elbow to the Celtic Warrior!

The crowd loves that, and when CM Punk makes a move towards ‘Lito now, the Caribbean superstar ducks under the incoming kick to the head, and sends him flying with an Arm Drag! The Straight-edge Messiah gets straight back up, only for Carlito to nail another Arm Drag, then a big Dropkick to keep him down... before he heads to the ropes, and nails a brilliant Springboard Moonsault! A big cheer goes up again, and Carlito plays the crowd with a smirk, before he turns around... AND FINALLY TAKES THAT PUMP KICK TO THE FACE FROM SHEAMUS! Boos ring around the arena for the Celtic Warrior, who beats his chest wildly, and roars out at the Garden once again, before he pulls Finlay up and takes him to the corner for the attempted elimination... the countdown starts again...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

*AIN’T NO MAKE BELIEVE*
ENTRANT #6: JOHN MORRISON AT 6:00
Another BIG pop goes up, this time for the exciting Intercontinental Champion, who comes sprinting out from behind the MSG gateway, and immediately slides into the ring to get in on the action!

Jim Ross: And here’s my dark horse for this contest, the Intercontinental Champion, John Morrison. He’s got an early draw tonight, but he’s a great talent, and he won a Battle Royal a few weeks ago on SmackDown – Morrison could do something special tonight, King.

Jerry Lawler: I always love watching John Morrison, JR, he’s always entertaining and he’s got a bright future. We know how much he wants to break out tonight... well, here’s his chance!

Seeing Morrison getting into the ring, Sheamus moves over there, and immediately flings a right hand... but the Intercontinental Champion ducks, and heads for the ropes, before he takes the Irishman down with a Spinning Heel Kick! Sheamus goes down, and Finlay is the next man to move forward, only for Morrison to leap towards the ropes, and CRACK the Fighting Irishman with the Flying Chuck! The crowd cheers wildly for that impressive move, and Morrison plays to the arena with a big healthy smile. Suddenly though, CM Punk is back up, and he presses Morrison up to the corner, laying into him with some nasty boots to the gut, and taking him down to a seated position. Across the ring, Carlito and Kofi Kingston struggle back to their feet – ‘Lito sends Kofi to the ropes, then bends down, only for Kingston to grab him, and nail the SOS! Another good pop goes up from the crowd, and Carlito rolls away, grimacing in pain... before Sheamus comes from nowhere, whipping Kofi violently to the corner, and connecting with a Corner Clothesline!

Kofi gasps out, and Sheamus takes both his legs, trying to lift him over the top, as we cut elsewhere to see Punk pulling a dizzy Morrison back to his feet. The Straight-edge Messiah smirks from behind his beard, then winds back, rocking the Intercontinental Champion with a right hand. With Morrison reeling, resting against the turnbuckle, Punk pulls him to the middle of the ring, and TOSSES the Shaman of Sexy over the top rope... BUT NO! MORRISON SKINS THE CAT, KEEPING HIS CHANCES ALIVE! The crowd absolutely loves Morrison’s athleticism as he finds himself back in the ring, and when Punk turns around... BAM! MORRISON UNLEASHES A CRACKING SUPERKICK TO THE UNDERSIDE OF PUNK’S JAW! The Straight-edge Messiah gets completely wiped out, and Morrison tumbles down too, a bit dazed still from the beatdown he took from Punk. The crowd loves that Superkick, though, so they chant Morrison’s name as the countdown starts again, with Sheamus still trying to force Kofi over the rope elsewhere...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

I AM SUPER, I AM CRAZY... I AM SUPEEEEER CRAAAZY!!!

*MUY LOCO*
ENTRANT #7: SUPER CRAZY AT 7:30
The crowd cheers again for another high-flying superstar, this time in the form of the Insane Luchadore, Super Crazy, who sprints wildly out from the back, and slides under the bottom rope!

Jim Ross: SmackDown’s own Super Crazy can light up any contest, King, and this run of early high-flyers in this contest could make for some entertaining watching! Things are looking like becoming a slobberknocker, King!

Jerry Lawler: Super Crazy isn’t called what he’s called for nothing, JR! We’re in for some serious craziness right now, and I can’t wait!

Super Crazy’s first challenger is Carlito, as the Caribbean superstar locks up with the Insane Luchadore, and after a brief struggle, Carlito transitions to a waist lock, and pushes Crazy to the ropes. The Mexican comes back firing, though, as he knocks Carlito down with a sweet Dropkick! ‘Lito rolls out of the way, and Sheamus stops trying to eliminate Kofi Kingston, charging over there to take on Crazy himself, throwing a clothesline... but Crazy ducks it, and suddenly John Morrison is there to help him, as the SmackDown duo team up to send Sheamus to the ropes... BUT HE CLATTERS STRAIGHT THROUGH THEM ON THE REBOUND WITH A BRUTAL DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! Morrison and Crazy roll away, and Sheamus waits for Carlito to rise as he struggles back up in the corner. ‘Lito does indeed find his feet, and Sheamus charges in to bash his brains in with a sickening Corner Reverse Elbow! Carlito crumples to the floor, barely moving as the crowd groans with the impact, and Sheamus turns round... AND FINLAY SUDDENLY STRIKES WITH THE SHILLELAGH TO THE CELTIC WARRIOR’S SKULL!

The crowd goes WILD as Sheamus goes down, and suddenly the pace is picking up again, as CM Punk gets to his feet, charging in – CRACK! FINLAY LEVELS HIM WITH THE SHILLELAGH TOO! Kofi Kingston removes himself from the corner... BAM! HE GETS A SHOT... THEN SUPER CRAZY IS UP... AND HE GETS FLOORED WITH THAT BRUTAL WEAPON AS WELL! Finlay fires up the crowd, a toothy grin on his face as he holds up the shillelagh, then turns round to face one of the only people who didn’t get the shillelagh to the face, John Morrison. The Shaman of Sexy watches the shillelagh warily, then darts in... Finlay swings the weapon, but Morrison ducks, and drops the Fighting Irishman with a Russian Legsweep! Both men stay down, but Morrison starts to crawl about, looking for the ropes to aid himself back up as the countdown starts over a ring with no men standing...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

*BUZZER*

*IT’S A NEW DAY*
ENTRANT #8: CODY RHODES AT 9:00
Boos ring around Madison Square Garden as the first member of Legacy makes an appearance, one half of the WWE Unified Tag Team Champions, Cody Rhodes. The youngster surveys the arena for a second, then decides to hit the ring while he still has a chance to take advantage of the no-man’s-land.

Jim Ross: Of course, the young Tag Team Champion, Cody Rhodes – he made the final four last year, helping Randy Orton to win the entire match. He has a title match to look forward to tomorrow night on Raw, but for now, he’s got to concentrate on this huge bout we have in front of us, where we’re still without an elimination so far.

Jerry Lawler: Cody Rhodes said he’s been trained by his father, Dusty Rhodes, to win this match ever since he was just a kid! Can you imagine if he could complete his own “destiny” by winning here tonight, and headlining Wrestlemania Twenty-Six?

Rhodes grabs the first man he sees, Carlito, from the mat, and tries to throw him over the top rope, but he won’t budge, and Rhodes gives up quickly, instead looking for someone else, frowning. However, the only man he finds is SHEAMUS, who knocks him down with a right hand, and lands a big Knee Drop to Rhodes’ skull to keep him well down. Carlito moves forward, but Sheamus suddenly boots him in the gut, and puts him in a Powerbomb position! The crowd boos as Carlito gets lifted up into the Crucifix... BEFORE SHEAMUS SENDS HIM FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE WITH THE CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB!

ELIMINATION #1: CARLITO BY SHEAMUS AT 9:24

Boos and groans ring around the arena as Carlito tumbles to the outside, and Super Crazy tries to take advantage, charging in towards Sheamus... but the Celtic Warrior boots him in the gut too, chokes him with the hands round the throat, and just FLINGS him to the outside floor as well!

ELIMINATION #2: SUPER CRAZY BY SHEAMUS AT 9:31

The crowd boos wildly as Sheamus beats his chest wildly again, truly fired up after those two quick-time eliminations... but suddenly, the crowd is going INSANE, because someone is charging through the crowd, and they hop over the barricade and slide into the ring...

IT’S JAMIE NOBLE! THE PIT BULL IS BACK!!!

Sheamus’ eyes go wide as he sees the man he put out of action, and he points to him in fury, roaring “No! NO! NO!” as Noble nods his head repeatedly, relishing in the HUGE reaction from the cheering crowd! The Celtic Warrior snarls and darts forward, flinging a furious clothesline... but Noble ducks it, and BOOM! HE FEEDS THE LEG, AND KNOCKS HIS ENEMY AWAY WITH A STUNNING ENZUIGIRI! The crowd goes nuts again as Sheamus staggers away, over to the ropes... so Noble charges in to clothesline him over – BUT NO! Sheamus drops the rope to the send him flying over! Boos ring around for the buzzkill from the Irishman, who smirks at his mortal enemy, pointing down at him from the ring... BUT SUDDENLY, JOHN MORRISON APPEARS FROM NOWHERE TO UPEND SHEAMUS, SENDING HIM TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE!

ELIMINATION #3: SHEAMUS BY JOHN MORRISON AT 10:15

SHEAMUS IS OUT! The crowd goes absolutely NUTS for the Irishman’s elimination, and Cody Rhodes suddenly starts trying to eliminate Morrison as the countdown fades into view again, with Jamie Noble waving a furious Sheamus goodbye as he escapes through the roaring crowd once again...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

LISTEN...

*IT’S TIME*
ENTRANT #9: GREGORY HELMS AT 10:30
A healthy cheer goes up for young Greg Helms, who makes his entrance with a smile to the cheering fans. In the ring, Rhodes turns to face the ramp with a look of disgust, throwing Morrison to the floor so he can focus on his Tag Team Title challenger as he slides in.

Jim Ross: The first competitor from ECW tonight, in at number nine, Gregory Helms. He’s certainly impressed me of late, including some great new tag team moves alongside his tag team partner, Yoshi Tatsu.

Jerry Lawler: You gotta love Gregory Helms, JR. He’s a talented in-ring competitor, a great tag team partner for Yoshi Tatsu, and he could easily become a Tag Team Champion tomorrow night on Raw. Plus, who knows what he could do here in this Rumble match!

As soon as Helms slides in, Rhodes is all over him with clubbing blows, desperately trying to keep him down. Helms manages to shake them off, however, and pushes Rhodes to the ropes, before sweeping him to the canvas with a beautiful Hurricanrana! Rhodes tumbles across the ring, thoroughly confused and pained by the move he just took, and rests in the corner, blinking out the cobwebs. Helms nods at the now-cheering crowd, grinning... but CM PUNK spins him round and scoops him up out of nowhere for the GTS! Boos ring around the arena as Punk smirks, but Helms surprises him by escaping out the back door, and driving Punk to the corner, trying to force him over the top rope! Elsewhere, John Morrison pulls Rhodes back to his feet, and tries to force him over, forming a couple of elimination struggles on either side of the ring. The two men left are Kofi Kingston and Finlay, who struggle back to their feet, across from each other. The Fighting Irishman looks for his shillelagh, and sees it a few yards away, under the bottom rope... but Kofi kicks it out!

The classic weapon clatters to the outside, and a few boos ring about the Garden as Finlay stops in his tracks. The Fighting Irishman turns to Kofi with a shrug, conceding he’ll have to wrestle his way to victory this time around, and the pair move forward. Finlay grabs the Ghanaian’s arm, trying to whip him away... no, he pulls him back for the Short-Arm Clothesline – but no! Kofi ducks under it, always seeing it coming, and when Finlay turns round, he gets dumped with a big Flapjack from Kingston! A big cheer goes up as Kofi now heads for the corner, trying to help Morrison in his attempts to eliminate Cody Rhodes, as the countdown begins...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

*VILLAIN*
ENTRANT #10: WILLIAM REGAL AT 12:00
Boos can be heard from the Madison Square Garden crowd now, as the 2008 King of the Ring jogs out from behind the gateway when it opens. Frowning, Regal takes one look around, then heads towards the squared circle.

Jim Ross: A terrific veteran, various accolades and accomplishments, a brilliant in-ring technician... William Regal could be a force to be reckoned with in this match, King.

Jerry Lawler: We’ve seen what William Regal can do in the past, JR, and even if he’s been having his problems with his former associate Ezekiel Jackson, you can’t doubt his focus. He scares me a little!

Regal slides into the ring, and immediately heads for the corner, clubbing Morrison in the back. He then removes the Intercontinental Champion from his exploits of trying to eliminate Cody Rhodes, and pulls him towards a different set of ropes, viciously choking him on the top one to some heat from the crowd. Morrison gasps for air as Regal chokes him out, then pulls him back into the middle of the ring, and nails a tough European Uppercut to send him reeling to the corner. With the Shaman of Sexy still struggling to fight back, Regal takes advantage by pulling him out of the corner... nope, it’s only to whip him right back into the turnbuckle, sending him tumbling to the floor! Morrison clutches at his back in agony, and Regal starts to lay some stomps down, as we cut over to see CM Punk and Gregory Helms, who are now exchanging various strikes in the corner. Helms nails a kick to the gut... but Punk comes back with one to the side... then a right hand from Helms... and a strong backhanded blow to the face from the Straight-edge Messiah!

Helms reels back against the turnbuckle, gasping for air, but he pushes himself dangerously to the second rope, trying to take some initiative. He sends Punk staggering away with a right hand, then leaps with... well, we don’t get to find out, because Punk lashes out with a thunderous right-footed kick, connecting to Helms’ side to send him to the canvas! Punk now heads over to help out William Regal with his beatdown of John Morrison, whilst Cody Rhodes finally pushes Kofi Kingston away, ruining the Ghanaian’s chances of eliminating him. Rhodes rests against the turnbuckle, so Kofi charges in for the Koronco Buster again... NO! Rhodes moves out of the way, and KOFI TUMBLES OVER THE TOP ROPE, SO THE CROWD SHRIEKS... BUT KOFI GRABS THE ROPE AT THE LAST SECOND TO SURVIVE! Rhodes is still recovering in the ring, confident that Kingston has been eliminated... when suddenly, the Ghanaian goes for a daring springboard – and takes Rhodes out with a stunning Springboard Crossbody! The crowd cheers, but soon enough they’re counting down as the timer appears on the screen, and Kofi rests against the ropes.

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

*NEW FOUNDATION*
ENTRANT #11: TYSON KIDD AT 13:30
The gates swing open again to reveal the young Tyson Kidd, flanked by Natalya, strutting out with a look of uttermost confidence on his face. His girlfriend takes up a place at ringside, while Kidd flexes his hands, and rolls into the ring to boos from the crowd.

Jim Ross: In at number eleven, the young, talented, submission expert that is Tyson Kidd – of course, the last graduate of the famous Hart Dungeon, and he’s been really bright on SmackDown recently.

Jerry Lawler: Submissions don’t make a difference in Royal Rumble, JR, but if Kidd pulls out that Prince’s Crown Ankle Lock, he could render a guy’s leg completely useless, and that seriously damages their chances in a match like this!

Kidd stands up, and takes a look around, before moving across to Kingston, and immediately sending him across to the opposite ropes. The Ghanaian rebounds, but Kidd leapfrogs him at first, then takes to the mat to duck underneath him. Kofi comes back once again, and Kidd boots him in the gut... then lays him out with a beautifully-executed Northern Lights Suplex! Kofi rolls away in pain, and Kidd smirks, before turning round – to see Finlay, the man’s he’s had some serious issues with recently on SmackDown! The Fighting Irishman’s endured some damage already, and Kidd frowns at him, ready to inflict more of the same to his enemy. Finlay just smiles his toothy grin, and flings a right hand... BUT KIDD DUCKS, SMOOTHLY SWEEPS OUT HIS LEGS, AND LOCKS IN THE PRINCE’S CROWN! Finlay suddenly yells out in agony as Kidd gets that Ankle Lock firmly applied, and Kidd, clearly only looking to make the Irishman suffer, wrenches away with a look of fury!

Across the ring in the meanwhile, Regal and Punk have got Morrison back up to a standing position, only to start pushing him over the top rope. The Shaman of Sexy is teetering, but we head back to where Finlay is now sweating through the horrible pain, searching for the ropes to help him... but Kidd suddenly gets grabbed from behind by Gregory Helms, into the inverted facelock! Helms taunts to the crowd, grinning... THEN DRILLS KIDD WITH THE NIGHTMARE ON HELMS STREET! Cheers go up around the arena as Finlay recovers in the corner, and Helms plays to the crowd again... only for his enemy Cody Rhodes to find his feet, and throw him to the corner. Rhodes moves in, hitting Helms with a couple of lethargic right hands, before he starts trying to press him over the top rope... and the countdown starts again...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

*I’M COMIN’*
ENTRANT #12: MONTEL VONTAVIOUS PORTER AT 15:00
The crowd gives a surprisingly HUGE pop for the Ballin’ Superstar, who wanders out at number twelve, smiling at the hot reception from the Madison Square Garden fans.

Jim Ross: A great ovation for MVP, who was unlucky to lose to Randy Orton in a No Holds Barred match on Raw last Monday, as a result of Legacy’s interference.

Jerry Lawler: Believe me, JR, Montel will want to get some revenge on Legacy for that one, but more than that, he thinks it’s about time he broke out of the shadows on Raw! He’s proven himself a bit by keeping up with Randy Orton in the ring recently, for sure, but what he really wants is to win this Rumble!

MVP jogs the short stretch to the MSG ring, and slides in, making himself the ninth man in the squared circle. Cody Rhodes notices him, and leaves Helms to take on Porter, who smirks for a second at the opportunity to punish the man who cost him his match last Monday. Rhodes charges in, but MVP just FLATTENS him with a Big Boot! Rhodes tumbles to the corner, clutching his face, and William Regal now detaches himself from his attempts to eliminate Morrison, also charging at MVP – BOOM! HE GETS A BOOT TO THE SKULL TOO! CM Punk also leaves Morrison now, moving cautiously towards the Ballin’ Superstar, who smirks, and tries for the Big Boot again... nope, Punk ducks it, and heads for the ropes – only for MVP to nail him with the two fists to the jaw, dazing the Straight-edge Messiah, before Porter drills him on to his knee with the Knee Smash Facebuster! The crowd goes wild as Punk goes down with his hands on his face, and lies down straight in front of MVP! A smirk forms on the Ballin’ Superstar’s face, and the crowd begins to cheer. Porter looks to the ropes... but suddenly, Kofi Kingston is up, and the two friends smile at the sight of the other. Kingston looks down at Punk, then his smile widens, as the pair exchange glances, then head for the opposite ropes from each other... “BOOM!” “BALLIN’!” “BOOM!”... AND MVP CONNECTS WITH THE BALLIN’ ELBOW TO PUNK, BEFORE KOFI FOLLOWS UP WITH THE BOOM DROP!

The crowd cheers wildly for that great co-operation, but from behind comes Tyson Kidd, who strikes with a nasty kick to the back of Kofi’s head to send him crashing to the canvas, before he drives MVP to the corner, and tries to eliminate him, over the top rope of course... meanwhile, John Morrison staggers free of the corner, all by himself in the middle of a ring filled with lying bodies as the countdown starts again, and the Intercontinental Champion decides to fight whoever comes out...

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*BUZZER*

*MAN WITH A PLAN*
ENTRANT #13: THE BRIAN KENDRICK AT 16:30
Intense booing comes from the crowd, and Morrison mouths “Of course” in tired resignation, as the only man who seems able to beat him, The Brian Kendrick, comes dancing out from behind the MSG gates. He smirks at the Intercontinental Champion, then (bouncing to the beat of his music as always) starts to make his down to the ring, taking his time to enjoy himself.

Jim Ross: Oh dear god, this man never fails to frustrate me, King. The Brian Kendrick, the California Kid, call him what you will, one of SmackDown’s younger talents, hasn’t lost a match in 2010 so far, and he doesn’t look like stopping any time soon, especially until he gets his hands on the Intercontinental Champion. My problem is that he never shuts up about it.

Jerry Lawler: You’re totally right, JR, Kendrick’s a talented kid – it’s gonna be hard to throw him over the top rope, though, ‘cause you’ve gotta haul his huge ego over the top as well!

Kendrick finally rolls into the ring, still raving to his music, but suddenly, it cuts out, and the Venice Menace frowns. Morrison waits, fists raised with a incredulous look, and Kendrick puts his hands on his hips, still disappointed that he didn’t get longer to enjoy his music. Sighing, he walks around the ring, pretending he hasn’t seen Morrison standing there... then throws a cheap shot – but Morrison blocks it! The crowd cheers as Kendrick staggers backwards, eyes wide in surprise, and suddenly Morrison launches forward, pressing Kendrick to the corner and just FIRING away with right hands! A huge reaction goes up for Kendrick getting what he deserves, and Morrison turns around, getting a big of space so he can charge in for a Spinning Heel Kick... BUT HE CRASHES STRAIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! Kendrick dives out the way, and Morrison tumbles backwards, yelling out in pain as he lands on the mat. Meanwhile, William Regal grabs Finlay off the mat as he gets up, and tries to force him over the top rope, while Cody Rhodes struggles up and tries to help Kidd eliminate MVP in another corner.

We cut back to Kendrick, who smirks down at Morrison’s suffering, then turns round to see Gregory Helms on the second rope, now well recovered after Rhodes’ attempts to eliminate him! The crowd cheers as Helms bends down, and launches off... BUT KENDRICK IMPROVISES, AND PICKS HIM OUT OF THE AIR WITH A STUNNING DROPKICK! Helms rolls away in shock and pain, clutching at his abdomen, and Kendrick taunts the crowd as he gets back up, that big smirk on his face once again. He simply surveys the scene around him, nodding confidently and throwing a few stomps around to the grounded superstars like Morrison and the fatigued Kofi Kingston, as the countdown fades into view again...

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*BUZZER*

*DOMINATION*
ENTRANT #14: EZEKIEL JACKSON AT 18:00
The crowd gives a healthy cheer for Big Zeke Jackson, who steps out confidently as the gates open. The Brian Kendrick looks like he’s seen a big, black, muscular ghost, and Jackson smirks as he sees him, swiftly joining the fray in the ring. William Regal turns away from Finlay, and tries to crouch in horror, desperately trying not to be seen by his old enemy.

Jim Ross: A powerful competitor is Ezekiel Jackson, and you’ve got to consider this man an outside chance, given the strength and power he has.

Jerry Lawler: Like you said, JR, Big Zeke’s got the strength – but he’s a smart guy, too! He knows what he’s doing in there, it’s not just hit the thing that moves! Aha, look at William Regal! He’s terrified!

Indeed he is, King, but the focus remains on Kendrick as Jackson gets into the ring. The California Kid smiles a little, holding up his hands as a peace offering, and trying to remind Jackson of their good old days as partners... and Jackson nods thoughtfully – BEFORE HE BLASTS KENDRICK WITH A MONSTROUS CLOTHESLINE! Jackson’s giant arm muscles knock Kendrick into next week, and the crowd LOVES it, as Jackson sharply turns his head... AND SEES WILLIAM REGAL WITH A DEADLY SMIRK! The Englishman tries to find an escape route, then holds up his hands, asking if they can talk it out... but Jackson just yanks him into the middle of the ring... and snarls something under his breath, before he just FLINGS Regal from the ring, and out to the floor!

ELIMINATION #4: WILLIAM REGAL BY EZEKIEL JACKSON AT 18:36

A big cheer goes up as Regal gets eliminated, and Jackson grins widely, very pleased he got some revenge on his old associate here tonight. Jackson turns round, ready to dominate again... and he sees Tyson Kidd and Cody Rhodes charging in – BOOM! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE TO THE YOUNG DUO! Jackson snarls, beckoning someone else to try something... then turns round, trying to find someone... BUT HE GETS SCOOPED UP ON TO THE SHOULDERS OF CM PUNK SOMEHOW, AND DUMPED WITH THE GTS!!! The crowd groans in awe at Punk’s stunning strength, and Jackson tumbles to the canvas, unmoving. Punk raises his arms in victory, but suddenly, Gregory Helms in back up, and he charges towards the Straight-edge Messiah... WHO JUST GRABS HIM, AND TOSSES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! HELMS LANDS HARD ON THE OUTSIDE, HE’S GONE!

ELIMINATION #5: GREGORY HELMS BY CM PUNK AT 19:02

Boos ring around the arena again for CM Punk, who gloats, saying something about the powers of Straight-edge... whilst on the other side of the ring, Cody Rhodes uses the ropes to struggle up – AND KOFI KINGSTON SPRINTS IN TO CLOTHESLINE THE TAG TEAM CHAMPION OVER AND OUT!

ELIMINATION #6: CODY RHODES BY KOFI KINGSTON AT 19:07

The crowd cheers as one half of the Tag Team Champions gets eliminated, and Kofi grins, waving goodbye to a man who was a serious pain in his ass a few weeks ago. Kingston then turns round... and gets scooped up for the GTS by CM Punk – NO! Kofi slips out, and when Punk himself turns to face him – TROUBLE IN PARADISE – NO! Punk is the one to escape this time around, ducking under that huge kick, before he lashes out with one last desperate kick to the head, taking both men down as it connects! As numbers one and two, both men are fairly fatigued, and they roll to separate sides of the ring – the countdown had started when Punk ducked Trouble In Paradise, so here we go...

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*BUZZER*

I AM PERFECTIOOOOOON!!!

*PERFECTION*
ENTRANT #15: DOLPH ZIGGLER AT 19:30
It’s intense booing for Dolph Ziggler, who arrives with a dark scowl aimed at the fans here in the Garden tonight. He runs his hands through his dripping-wet hair, then flicks it out, and heads for the ring... no, he stops himself, and heads towards the timekeeper’s area...

Jim Ross: Another bright talent from SmackDown, Dolph Ziggler, but his methods are questionable at best. He’s terrorised SmackDown with a steel chair recently, hitting anything and anyone who gets in his way, nearly ending the career of Matt Hardy in the process.

Jerry Lawler: I’ve never seen someone with such an ability to... well, deliver a brutal chairshot, than Dolph Ziggler right here, JR, and it’s a scary thought – hey, what’s he...

More boos ring around the Garden as Ziggler shoves Justin Roberts out of the way... and grabs himself, of course, a steel chair! Ziggler folds the weapon up, and finally gets in the ring, as the crowd boo him intensely, and he slams the chair against the mat, beckoning for MVP to detach himself from the turnbuckle! Porter is still blinking out the cobwebs from the assault he took from Kidd and Rhodes, so he only now manages to push himself away, with the crowd telling him not to... AND BAM! ZIGGLER HAMMERS THE CHAIR OFF MVP’S SKULL! The Ballin’ Superstar goes down, barely conscious, and the next man up is Finlay, who is still dazed from the beating he took from Regal... SO ZIGGLER BATTERS HIS HEAD IN WITH THE CHAIR AS WELL! Intense boos ring around the arena as Ziggler goes to work, teeth bared in fury as John Morrison finally struggles back to his feet... CRACK! ANOTHER SICKENING CHAIRSHOT SENDS THE SHAMAN OF SEXY TO THE CANVAS! Ziggler takes out a third man, and there looks like no stopping him... until the next man to rise is Ezekiel Jackson! The crowd cheers as Big Zeke dares him to “Try it”... and Ziggler does, but Jackson ducks under it, then CLATTERS right through Ziggler with another huge clothesline!

Ziggler goes down with his mind completely boggled, and Jackson flings the chair from the ring furiously, before he picks up The Brian Kendrick, and takes him to the corner for some hard shoulder shots to the gut of the California Kid. We see Kendrick cry out a couple of times, before we cut elsewhere to see Tyson Kidd wobbling back to his feet, and dragging Finlay’s dead weight to the corner to stomp on him. Meanwhile, CM Punk finds his feet, and pulls MVP up as well, trying to force him over the top rope as the countdown appears yet again...

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*BUZZER*

OUT OF TIME... SO SAY GOODBYE...

*BROKEN DREAMS*
ENTRANT #16: DREW MCINTYRE AT 21:00
It’s mild heat for the Chosen One, who immediately charges through the gates and slides into the ring, desperate to start fighting.

Jim Ross: The so-called Chosen One, apparently handpicked by Mr McMahon as the next big thing, but we haven’t seen all that much from him that suggests such praise is worthy as yet, King.

Jerry Lawler: He’s still very dangerous in the ring, JR, and he could cause problems for a lotta guys in there already, especially the guys who are already tired. Who knows, maybe tonight’s when Drew’s gonna merit that Mr McMahon confidence, by winning the Royal Rumble!

McIntyre sees Morrison on the mat, still trying to pull himself up after that huge chairshot from Ziggler, so the Chosen One immediately starts firing away with some mean right hands to the Intercontinental Champion. Across the ring, Kidd pulls Finlay to his feet, and tries to lift him over the top rope again, but the Fighting Irishman comes back with a stinging right hand, sending Kidd reeling away! The Canadian shakes out the cobwebs, then charges in... but Finlay scoops him up with the Fireman’s Carry, and dumps him back down with the Rolling Hills! A good pop goes up for that, and Finlay gasps for air as he struggles back to his feet. From nowhere comes Dolph Ziggler, however, leaping up to score with the Fame Asser on the Fighting Irishman! Boos ring around the arena as Ziggler yells out at the crowd, then turns round to find someone to fight, settling on aiding McIntyre as he tries to take Morrison over the top rope.

Elsewhere, CM Punk manages to push MVP over the top, but Porter lands on the apron! The Straight-edge Messiah takes a few steps back, then charges, but MVP ducks down, and nails a shoulder thrust through the middle and top ropes! As Punk reels away, Ezekiel Jackson leaves Kendrick in the corner, and scoops Punk up as revenge for the earlier GTS... THEN LAYS THE STRAIGHT-EDGE MESSIAH OUT WITH THE URANAGE!!! Jackson howls to the crowd, but suddenly, Ziggler leaves Morrison, and grabs Jackson by the leg! Big Zeke frowns, but suddenly, Drew McIntyre clips the other one, meaning Jackson can’t move, and suddenly, Kendrick bursts to life, charging out of the corner and unleashing a HUGE Superkick to the jaw of Jackson! Big Zeke reels backwards, but he doesn’t fall... UNTIL DREW MCINTYRE HOOKS HIS ARMS, AND DUMPS HIM WITH THE FUTURE SHOCK DDT!!! That finally keeps Jackson down, and the three young heels exchange tense glances as the countdown appears again...

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*BUZZER*

*MY TIME IS NOW*
ENTRANT #17: JOHN CENA AT 22:30
THE GARDEN EXPLODES WITH ONE OF THE BIGGEST POPS OF THE NIGHT! The famous gates swing open, and everyone in the ring (who’s not being beaten down, of course) turns to face the ramp, where John Cena walks out, deadly serious as the crowd goes wild!

Jim Ross: And by gawd, would you listen to this ovation, for that man – John Cena! The former WWE Champion, winner of the 2008 Royal Rumble right here in Madison Square Garden, and King, I’m gonna say it... business is about to pick up!

Jerry Lawler: John Cena! He’s on a mission tonight, JR, this match is about to change, oh boy!

Cena throws a salute to the arena, then whips off his cap and shirt, throwing them into the crowd, and sprints towards the ring, sliding in... AND HERE WE GO! Cena immediately floors Ziggler with a big right hand... then Kendrick goes down too... Drew McIntyre swings a clothesline, but Cena ducks it, waves the “You can’t see me!” to the Scotsman, THEN SENDS HIM PACKING OVER THE TOP ROPE!

ELIMINATION #7: DREW MCINTYRE BY JOHN CENA AT 22:45

A huge pop goes up as Cena eliminates McIntyre, then turns round to see Tyson Kidd coming at him... so he scoops him up – AND DUMPS HIM WITH THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR! KIDD GETS COMPLETELY BROKEN BY THE BRUTAL IMPACT!

ELIMINATION #8: TYSON KIDD BY JOHN CENA AT 22:52

The crowd goes wild once again for Cena, who plays to the Garden with the ‘Word Life’ gesture... but suddenly, Dolph Ziggler comes charging in as well – only for Cena to throw him over the top rope too... BUT ZIGGLER LANDS ON THE APRON! Cena turns back to the ring, fired up now, as Kendrick makes another attempt to knock him down with a right hand... nope, Cena ducks it, and sends the California Kid for a ride – Side Slam Powerbomb connects, and suddenly Cena is standing, hand in the air! Madison Square Garden roars, bar a few inevitable boos, but Cena feeds off the positive reaction, waving the “You can’t see me!” sign down at Kendrick, before heading to the ropes... brushing himself off... and connecting with the Five Knuckle Shuffle! The Garden cheers wildly again for Cena, who revels in the energy of the arena, thinking he’s got a big chance here tonight... BUT DOLPH ZIGGLER IS BACK IN THE RING, AND HE DROPS CENA WITH THE ZIG-ZAG FROM BEHIND!!!

Ziggler bares his teeth now, aggressively beckoning anyone to take him on... so he turns round – AND GETS DROPPED BY A BIG CLOTHESLINE FROM MVP! Ziggler gets completely flattened, and MVP throws up the Ballin’ taunt for the crowd’s enjoyment as the countdown appears, before he crouches in preparation...

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*BUZZER*

*IT’S A NEW DAY*
ENTRANT #18: TED DIBIASE AT 24:00
The crowd boos as the other half of the Unified Tag Team Champions appears, smirking as he looks at MVP in the ring. Porter says “I’ve booted one of you in the face, let’s make it two” as DiBiase just shrugs, and rolls into the ring.

Jim Ross: Young Ted DiBiase also promised he would headline Wrestlemania Twenty-Six as per his “destiny”, King, but he’ll have to win this match without Cody Rhodes, who’s already been eliminated.

Jerry Lawler: Ted DiBiase also cost MVP that match on Monday night, JR, and now he’s gotta get in there with him! We saw what happened to Cody Rhodes, now can Ted make up for it?

DiBiase stands across from MVP for a second, but it’s not long before they’re exchanging furious right hands! DiBiase, as the fresher man, gets the upper hand, and sends Porter to the ropes... but the Ballin’ Superstar hammers him with that Big Boot! DiBiase tumbles to the canvas, eyes unfocused a little, and MVP smirks – only for The Brian Kendrick to suddenly appear, running Porter to the turnbuckle... AND SCORING WITH THE KENDRICK! Boos ring around the arena once again for the California Kid, who raves to imaginary music for a second... then turns round to see Kofi Kingston, struggling back to his feet after enduring a fair bit of punishment already! Kendrick’s eyes go wide as he remembers how he screwed Kofi over in their match two nights ago on SmackDown, and holds up his hands, backing towards the ropes in fear. Kofi points to him with a frown, and Kendrick gets on his knees as Kingston gets closer... then leaps up with a cheap shot! Kingston reels away, gasping in pain, and Kendrick sends him to the ropes, then leaps for the Dropkick – but the Ghanaian cuts him out of the air, and he crashes and burns on the canvas! Kingston isn’t happy, and when Kendrick staggers back up... THE GHANAIAN NAILS HIM WITH TROUBLE IN PARADISE!!!

The crowd cheers as Kendrick goes down, but suddenly, CM Punk is back up, and he FLINGS Kofi over the top rope, sending the crowd wild with all sorts of noise... but Kofi grabs the top rope at the last second! Punk runs a hand through his hair, certain he’s eliminated Kofi, when suddenly Finlay comes charging in... BUT PUNK KICKS HIM IN THE GUT, AND TOSSES HIM WELL OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND OUT TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR!

ELIMINATION #9: FINLAY BY CM PUNK AT 24:17

The crowd boos at first, but then they’re applauding Finlay for a spirited stint in this contest, as CM Punk notices Kofi, and tries to force him off the apron as the countdown appears again...

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*BUZZER*

OHHHHH RADIOOOOO, TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW...

*RADIO*
ENTRANT #19: ZACK RYDER AT 25:30
Intense heat rains down from the crowd as Zack Ryder appears in his odd ring gear, throwing up the L-shapes with his hands, and enjoying the negative reception as he makes his way to the ring.

Jim Ross: We heard from this man earlier tonight, the so-called Long Island Legend, Zack Ryder, who retired Tommy Dreamer in an Extreme Rules match a few weeks back, and he’s now looking to go even further by winning this Royal Rumble match.

Jerry Lawler: Zack Ryder was the first man to qualify for this year’s Royal Rumble, JR, and he’s been preparing for weeks! I can’t wait to see him prove... or disprove... his outlandish claims in this Rumble match!

Ryder rolls under the bottom rope, and immediately spots John Morrison in the corner, moving over there to fire some right hands at the Intercontinental Champion. Elsewhere, the fight between Punk and Kofi has moved away from the apron, and Kofi now has Punk in a precarious position in another corner, while Dolph Ziggler and Ted DiBiase try to eliminate Ezekiel Jackson, and John Cena tries to remove The Brian Kendrick. This leaves MVP, who decides to help Jackson, clubbing DiBiase in the back, and pulling him towards the middle of the ring, before going for the Playmaker... nope, DiBiase spins out of it – AND CONNECTS WITH DREAM STREET TO MVP!!! The crowd cheers, but suddenly, Dolph Ziggler gets pushed away by Jackson on the other side of the ring, and Big Zeke explodes forward, knocking Ziggler down with a big Running Shoulder Block! DiBiase then tries his luck, kicking Jackson in the gut, but the big New Yorker comes back with a thumping right hand to send him reeling down to a knee. Jackson then lands a big stomp to DiBiase’s other knee, dropping him to all fours. Zack Ryder notices this, however, and it seems the opportunity is too good to miss, so he charges forward, using DiBiase as a platform... AND TAKING JACKSON DOWN WITH THE ROUGH RYDER!

Boos ring around the arena as Ryder puts a foot on Jackson’s body, yelling “Woo woo woo! You know it!”, but suddenly, John Morrison is on the top rope in the corner, and he leaps off, taking Ryder down with a Diving Crossbody! A big cheer goes up for Morrison, who had quietened down, but he starts to liven up once again... only for Ted DiBiase to grab him... AND LAY THE INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION OUT WITH THE DREAM STREET AS WELL!!! DiBiase now stands in the centre of the ring by himself, with Cena/Kendrick and Kofi/Punk elimination struggles still continuing nearby as the countdown starts again...

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*BUZZER*

*J-POP DROP*
ENTRANT #20: YOSHI TATSU AT 27:00
A good pop goes up from the crowd, and DiBiase scowls, as one of his opponents tomorrow night, Yoshi Tatsu, comes sprinting out from the back, and immediately slides into the ring.

Jim Ross: The energetic Yoshi Tatsu, who could become a Tag Team Champion tomorrow night, is your number twenty, meaning we’re two-thirds of the way through this Rumble match.

Jerry Lawler: I love Yoshi Tatsu, JR! He’s always so exciting to watch, I can’t wait to see him on Raw tomorrow night either! Ted DiBiase doesn’t look too happy about his appearance, though!

Tatsu raises his fists eagerly at DiBiase, who swings a right hand, only for Tatsu to duck it, and send DiBiase across the ring with a Hurricanrana! Tatsu leaps back up, firing up the crowd, but from nowhere, CM Punk comes from behind, and scoops Yoshi up for the GTS – NO! The Japanese superstar escapes, then fires the ROUNDHOUSE KICK... WHICH CONNECTS TO THE SKULL OF THE STRAIGHT-EDGE MESSIAH! Punk gets floored, and in the corner, Kofi lethargically slumps to the canvas, tired after the beatdown he took from Punk, while across the ring, Ezekiel Jackson gets back up, and stares down young Tatsu, who looks slightly nervous. The two ECW superstars stay still for a moment, while Kendrick uses a thumb to the eye to avoid elimination by John Cena elsewhere. As Cena staggers away, Jackson scoops Tatsu up with ease, and throws him over the top rope... but Yoshi skins the cat speedily, going under the middle rope! Jackson has no idea that Tatsu is still alive, lying on the canvas, and instead Big Zeke focuses on the tired Kendrick, charging to eliminate his old associate... BUT KENDRICK PULLS THE TOP ROPE DOWN, AND JACKSON GOES OVER AND OUT!

ELIMINATION #10: EZEKIEL JACKSON BY THE BRIAN KENDRICK AT 27:51

The crowd boos wildly as Jackson is eliminated, and Kendrick, at first disbelieving, starts to do a little dance again, running a hand through his hair with a sly, cocky smirk. What he hasn’t realised, however, is that John Cena is standing behind him, still furious about the thumb to the eye... so he grabs Kendrick’s legs from behind, pulling them out from under him, and dragging him to the centre of the ring for the STFU! Kendrick screams out, and tries to move towards the corner, desperate for a way out... and John Morrison is suddenly up, so he leaps towards the corner – AND NAILS THE STARSHIP PAIN ON TO CENA AND KENDRICK, BREAKING IT UP! The crowd groans as the move actually connects sweetly to Cena’s spine, and both Cena and Kendrick roll away in pain, as Morrison plays to the crowd with his signature taunt, then takes a breather. He doesn’t get much of one, however, because the opportunistic Zack Ryder appears – AND DROPS MORRISON WITH THE ZACK ATTACK!!! Morrison tumbles across the ring, clutching his head, and Ryder takes a knee... before MVP comes charging across out of nowhere, AND CONNECTS WITH THE DRIVE-BY KICK! The crowd cheers as Ryder gets floored, and MVP is the last man standing yet again as the countdown fades into view...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

I HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD, THEY COUNSEL ME, THEY UNDERSTAND... THEY TALK TO ME!

*VOICES*
ENTRANT #21: RANDY ORTON AT 28:30
The crowd goes insane with voracious boos for the Viper, Randy Orton, who coldly walks out as the MSG gates open again. MVP and Orton exchange cold glares, and the Viper starts to walk towards the ring, emotionless.

Jim Ross: Last year’s winner, Randy Orton, in at a comfortable number twenty-one – we’ve still got nine more superstars to come, King, but would you think this cold, cold man has a good chance from this position?

Jerry Lawler: If he can do it from number nine, JR, he can do it from number twenty-one! I mean, look how calm he is! It’s like he knows he’s going to win! He said it was his destiny to win this match, and he still believes it! We could be looking at the winner here, JR.

Orton rolls into the ring, and MVP immediately throws a big right hand... nope, Orton ducks it... RKO!!! ORTON NAILS MVP WITH AN RKO!!! Boos can be heard once again for Orton, who snarls, suddenly a sharp contrast to his cool self when he arrived... Yoshi Tatsu is the next to take him on – AND ORTON DEALS HIM AN RKO AS WELL! A groan goes up as Tatsu gets laid out, and John Morrison leaps to his feet, trying his luck with a Superkick – NO, ORTON DUCKS IT, AND LAYS MORRISON OUT WITH ANOTHER RKO!!! Dolph Ziggler gets up – RKO!!! The Brian Kendrick gets to a vertical base – RKO!!! Kofi Kingston struggles back to his feet – RKO!!! IT’S AN RKO FRENZY!!! Ted DiBiase is stood in the corner, taking a rest as his mentor tears through the other competitors, while CM Punk wisely stays sat against the turnbuckle, also recovering, and Zack Ryder does similarly. Finally, John Cena struggles back up, and stands across from his old enemy, an epic staredown forming between these two stars of Monday Night Raw!

Orton takes a long, deliberate look around at his six victims already, with MVP, Tatsu, Morrison, Ziggler, Kendrick and Kingston all lying about the canvas, and then the Viper stares at Cena, sending a huge message to his old nemesis from a few months back. The former “Champ” takes a similar look around, then to DiBiase in the corner, then waves the “You can’t see me!” to them both! The crowd cheers for that one, but suddenly, Zack Ryder tries to steal the limelight, charging out of the corner to attack Cena – BUT CENA SCOOPS HIM UP, AND NAILS HIM WITH THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT!!! Another HUGE cheer goes up from the New York crowd, and Cena just shrugs, holding up his fists as Orton beckons DiBiase to help him... so they begin to advance slowly as the countdown appears, and the crowd eagerly counts along...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.....

*BUZZER*

YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME!

*METALINGUS*
ENTRANT #22: EDGE AT 30:00
MADISON SQUARE GARDEN GOES MENTAL! The gates open once again to reveal none other than the Rated R Superstar, EDGE, hobbling out as fast as he can, and sliding into the ring to team with John Cena!

Jim Ross: And there he is! The Rated R Superstar! He’s been on great form since his return a few weeks ago, but that backstage attack on his recently-recovered Achilles tendon two nights back may have hampered his chances here in this Rumble match!

Jerry Lawler: Edge could have used a later draw, he’s still got a while to go before this match is over, including eight more superstars, but he’s been training for six months for this, and he’s back with a mission in mind, JR!

Edge and Cena exchange a quick glance, not bothering to think about why they shouldn’t be teaming up, and they both DART forward, taking on Orton and DiBiase respectively with right hands! Cena forces DiBiase to one corner, while Orton gets backed up to another by Edge, and the faces start to fire away, taking the fight out of the remaining members of Legacy! Cena and Edge look to each other quickly, then simultaneously whip Orton and DiBiase into the middle of the ring – where they collide HARD, and Orton goes down as DiBiase staggers backwards... so Cena takes DiBiase up to his shoulders – AND CONNECTS WITH THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT TO DIBIASE! The crowd cheers, and Cena gets fired up, but then he turns round – AND TAKES AN RKO FROM ORTON!!! The cheers turns to intense boos now as Orton strikes, and gets up... ONLY TO GET DRILLED FROM A SPEAR BY EDGE!!! THE CROWD ONCE AGAIN GOES WILD, IT’S LIKE A SEE-SAW! The Rated R Superstar, wincing as he puts weight on his left leg, manages to push himself back up, and grabs DiBiase off the mat... BEFORE HE FLINGS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND TO THE FLOOR!

ELIMINATION #11: TED DIBIASE BY EDGE AT 31:01

The crowd loves it as Edge eliminates the second of Orton’s tutees, meaning the Viper is all by himself now. Edge himself is getting fired up, throwing up his usual taunt to the crowd... but suddenly, CM Punk (who has been cleverly watching from his position in the corner) darts in, and scoops Edge up – BEFORE NAILING HIM WITH THE GTS!!! A big groan goes up from the crowd as the Rated R Superstar goes down, holding his face, and Punk raises his arms to enjoy the heat from the Garden, mouthing “Straight-edge makes you better!” with a sick grin. With the crowd chanting “AUSTIN! AUSTIN!” to rile Punk up, the Straight-edge Messiah sees the countdown as it appears again, so he crouches in the middle of the ring, breathing heavily after over half an hour in the squared circle, and waits for whoever it may be...

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*BUZZER*

*NEW FOUNDATION*
ENTRANT #23: DAVID HART SMITH AT 31:30
The crowd boos for Smith, who appears from behind the gates, running his hands over each other as he walks calmly towards the ring.

Jim Ross: Son of the late, great Davey Boy Smith, of course a former Rumble runner-up, David Hart Smith will want to follow in his father’s footsteps, but go one better here tonight, even without his tag team partner, Tyson Kidd.

Jerry Lawler: We saw how Tyson Kidd’s Ankle Lock did some damage earlier, JR, David Hart Smith has that Hart Bypass, the Crossface, and that could come in handy as well!

Smith rolls into the ring, and Punk scowls, mouthing “Who are you?” in confusion. The crowd doesn’t know who to chant for, so they resort to some good old “AUSTIN! AUSTIN!” chants, riling Punk up even further, and he yells at the Garden to “Shut up! You fools!” David Hart Smith doesn’t have time for this, apparently, because he knocks Punk down with a right hand! The Straight-edge Messiah rolls away in pain, and Smith turns round to face John Morrison, the man struggling up to his feet. The Intercontinental Champion is clearly exhausted, coming in at number six and taking his fair share of punishment, and when he tries to throw a kick, Smith ducks it, and tackles the Shaman of Sexy to the floor, before he locks in the HART BYPASS! Morrison yells out in pain as Smith applies the vicious Crossface, and he even taps, but it’s no use – elsewhere, MVP and Zack Ryder struggle back up, so Porter forces Ryder to the corner, trying to eliminate him. The Brian Kendrick and Yoshi Tatsu also stagger back to their feet, and Kendrick immediately kicks the Japanese superstar in the gut, then tries to force him over the top rope, with Dolph Ziggler reluctantly joining him in his attempts.

In the middle of the ring, Morrison is still struggling in the Crossface, and from nowhere comes John Cena – WHO PULLS SMITH OFF, AND PUTS HIM THE STFU!!! The crowd cheers as Smith suddenly experiences a taste of his own medicine, and Morrison rolls to a spare corner, taking a rest after the punishment he’s endured. Meanwhile, Randy Orton struggles back up, blinking out the cobwebs in pain, and sees Edge wobbling back up as well, testing his leg in frustration. The Viper immediately charges forward, taking his former partner to the ropes, and voraciously trying to tip him over and out! With all these struggles going on around the ring, Kofi, Punk and Morrison are the only three not really involved, all being exhausted from early entries. Regardless, the countdown starts again, though completely ignored by the various superstars in the ring... and Smith taps repeatedly to the STFU...

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*BUZZER*

BOOM!

*SLOW CHEMICAL*
ENTRANT #24: KANE AT 33:00
The crowd pops nicely as the spectacular red pyro bursts from the top of the MSG gates, and everyone in the ring turns to face the entranceway, where the Big Red Monster, Kane, comes walking out, looking like he means business here tonight.

Jim Ross: At number twenty-four, the Big Red Machine, the man who holds the record for the most eliminations in a single Rumble match, Kane.

Jerry Lawler: How are you supposed to get Kane over the top rope, JR? He’s over three hundred pounds!

Kane climbs up to the apron, and steps over the top rope, eyes cold as he looks around the ring. John Cena releases Smith from the STFU, and takes to the only spare corner as Kendrick charges forward – straight into a big Throat Thrust from the Big Red Machine! Dolph Ziggler also has a go, trying to mix things up by kicking Kane in the gut, but he basically no-sells it, and sends Ziggler tumbling away with a cracking right-hand blow! Yoshi Tatsu springboards hopefully as Kane moves forward into the fray, and goes for that Springboard Roundhouse Kick... but Kane ducks it, and grips Tatsu round the throat! A mostly-positive reaction goes up – AND KANE NAILS TATSU WITH THE CHOKESLAM! The crowd pops for the move, even if the target was someone they liked, and Kane beckons for someone to take him on... BOOM! MVP nails him with a Big Boot, dazing him but not taking him down! The crowd groans with the impact, but the big man stays upright, and sends Porter tumbling away with a right hand. Finding no-one to fight, Kane pulls John Morrison up... BUT MORRISON LEAPS UP AND CRACKS HIM WITH THE FLASH KICK TO THE FACE!

Kane reels backwards again, blinking in surprise, and as Morrison goes down again, Kofi Kingston finds his feet... CRACK! HE CONNECTS WITH TROUBLE IN PARADISE TO THE BIG MAN!!! Again, Kane doesn’t go down, but he is staggered, and Kofi leans back against the ropes, letting someone else have a crack. CM Punk is that man, it seems, as he finds the energy to pull himself up, and lifts Kane up onto his shoulders... THEN NAILS THE GTS!!! Punk shoots Kingston a “That should do it” look, but Kane stays upright, brains thoroughly shaken up regardless. The Big Red Machine staggers towards Randy Orton, and everyone sees it coming – RKO TO KANE!!! That finally takes the Big Red Monster down, and Orton rages, suddenly grabbing Tatsu off the mat and just FLINGING him over the top rope, where he clatters to the outside!

ELIMINATION #12: YOSHI TATSU BY RANDY ORTON AT 34:14

The Garden boos Orton as he seethes, and turns round, sending a huge message to Kingston, Edge, Punk and Cena, the other men still standing, and there is a mass stareoff, filled with eyes darting about, as the countdown begins again...

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*BUZZER*

AWWWWWESOOOOME!!!

*I CAME TO PLAY*
ENTRANT #25: THE MIZ AT 34:30
“What?” exclaims JR at ringside, and it’s a similar reaction from everyone in the arena, including the superstars in the ring... and the gates open to reveal, indeed, THE MIZ, walking out with a furious look on his face!

Jim Ross: Indeed a surprise, King – The Miz is number twenty-five!

Jerry Lawler: We saw The Miz lose his United States Championship earlier tonight... what – what’s he doing here?

The Miz slides into the ring, and immediately takes on the first man he sees, Kofi Kingston, driving him to the corner, and firing away with right hands! The air of disbelief is broken suddenly, and everyone begins to fight again, as Edge charges towards Orton, driving him into the corner, and Punk whips Cena to the turnbuckle as well! Cena collides with the corner hard, gasping out in pain, and Punk charges forward – BAM! He connects with the Shining Wizard, sticking in the position for a second to smirk devilishly, then turns, and runs into the middle of the ring to nail Cena with the Bulldog! Boos can be heard as Punk gets back up, struggling with the fatigue as it takes over, and he rests in the corner. Unfortunately, this gives MVP the perfect opportunity when he pulls himself up using the ropes... so he lets out a huge war cry – AND CHARGES TO CONNECT WITH THE BRUTAL PLAYER’S BOOT! The crowd groans with the impact, and Punk falls to the canvas, unmoving as Porter rests up, too.

Dolph Ziggler finds his feet, and lays some boots into MVP in the corner – elsewhere, Orton manages to escape elimination by Edge with a sharp kick to the left leg, then tosses the Rated R Superstar to the corner instead, repeatedly attacking the injured leg... that is, until John Morrison struggles back to his feet, and spins Orton around, before he whips him across to the opposite ropes. Orton comes back, and Morrison manages to leapfrog him, but Orton stops himself, and connects with the Inverted Headlock Backbreaker! Morrison goes down, and Orton turns back to Edge – but the Rated R Superstar takes the initiative, grabbing him with the front facelock... and connecting with the Edgecution! The crowd cheers, but suddenly, the pairing of Zack Ryder and The Brian Kendrick drive Edge back to the corner, and deliberately work the leg, after Ryder’s suggestion to do so. Kane and David Hart Smith are back up now, and the two big men exchange right hands as the countdown appears again...

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*BUZZER*

*MAN BEAST*
ENTRANT #26: RHYNO AT 36:00
The crowd gives a mixed reaction, leaning towards mostly boos, for the Man Beast, Rhyno, as he comes storming out, and immediately slides into the ring.

Jim Ross: From ECW, the War Machine is number twenty-six, and we saw how Kane caused problems earlier, meaning this man could do some damage too.

Jerry Lawler: Plus, you always have to be on the lookout for that Gore of his, JR! If you get hit with that, your chances don’t get better, that’s for sure.

Rhyno stands up, and immediately, Kane knocks Smith down, then goes face-to-face with the Man Beast! The crowd cheers for the staredown between these two monsters, and Kane is the first to wind back... but his right hand misses, as Rhyno ducks, then finds the ropes – AND DRILLS KANE WITH THE GORE!!! The Big Red Machine holds his stomach on the mat, grimacing, and David Hart Smith gets up – SO RHYNO GORES HIM AS WELL! A pop goes up from the crowd there, and Rhyno lets a big battle cry before Kendrick and Ryder make the decision to go after him – BUT RHYNO IMPROVISES WITH A MASSIVE DOUBLE GORE TO THEM BOTH!!! A bigger pop goes up as the two young heels get levelled, and Rhyno stands, even more fired up... but John Morrison is his opponent now, and the Man Beast thinks about his next move – then makes the easy decision, charging for the GORE... NO! Morrison darts out the way, and Rhyno Gores Kofi Kingston, who was resting against the turnbuckle! Kofi crumples down to the mat, gasping for air, and Rhyno turns around, smarting a little... and Morrison leaps up, wiping the Man Beast out with a spectacular Enzuigiri!

The crowd cheers for that excellent move, and Morrison bends over, getting some air in as he tries to recover... BUT THE MIZ COMES FROM BEHIND, AND SCORES WITH THE SKULL-CRUSHING FINALE!!! The Miz absolutely drills his former partner into the mat, then gets knocked down suddenly by David Hart Smith’s right hand... Smith smirks, but the crowd is suddenly cheering, because John Cena is there, and he sends David Hart Smith FLYING over the top rope to the floor!

ELIMINATION #13: DAVID HART SMITH BY JOHN CENA AT 37:06

The crowd cheers wildly for Cena’s third elimination of the night, but when he turns around, Dolph Ziggler is there, and he presses Cena to the corner, trying to force him over as revenge for Cena making him tap two nights ago. Meanwhile, MVP is still resting in the corner, so Randy Orton pulls himself up using the ropes, and starts to unload on Porter with right hands, paying him back for the recent troubles as the countdown begins again...

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*BUZZER*

OOOOOOH, CHAVOOOOO...

*CHAVO ARDIENTE*
ENTRANT #27: CHAVO GUERRERO AT 37:30
The crowd boos mildly for the Mexican Warrior, who confidently struts out as the gates open, and makes his way quickly to the ring to join in.

Jim Ross: Chavo Guerrero narrowly qualified for this match this past Monday on Raw, and this late draw could help the Mexican Warrior a lot, King.

Jerry Lawler: Chavo’s a very talented guy in the ring – that, added on to this late number, could mean good things for him indeed, JR! We’ll have to watch and find out... this is getting tense!

Guerrero rolls into the ring, and immediately sees Kane getting up – he gulps, and tries to kick him in the gut, but the Big Red Machine no-sells it, and forces him to the corner, unleashing some hard right hands. With Orton/MVP and Ziggler/Cena already going on in two of the other corners, The Brian Kendrick yanks John Morrison up by his hair, talking some trash, then tries to force him over the top rope. Zack Ryder finds his feet too, and sees Kofi Kingston, recovering in a seated position in the final spare corner. Ryder takes a second to line up his shot... then runs in, smashing Kingston’s face in with a Running Facewash! The crowd groans with the impact, and Kingston slumps to the canvas, unmoving. Ryder smirks out at the camera, then turns round – to see Rhyno charging in for the GORE... NO! Ryder sidesteps it, and Rhyno’s head cannons off the turnbuckle, allowing the Long Island Legend to drop him with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker!

Elsewhere, John Cena pushes Ziggler well away from him, before he takes a step up to the second rope. Ziggler runs straight back into Cena’s boot when he tries again, making him bend over... Cena then leaps off, thinking Leg Drop Bulldog – but Ziggler straightens up, and Cena crashes and burns! A groan goes up from the crowd as Cena gets back up – and Ziggler pushes him away... straight into the ROUGH RYDER! Zack Ryder lays Cena out instinctively, almost accidentally, but he looks awfully pleased about it... however, EDGE is back up, and he’s in the corner, eyes wide like a maniac! The crowd goes wild as Edge beckons for Ryder, his former lackey, to turn round... and he does – SO EDGE DRILLS HIM WITH THE SPEAR!!! The crowd goes wild as Edge puts his leg through its paces, then gets up, grimacing as he does – only to get an Inverted Powerslam from behind, courtesy of Dolph Ziggler! The well-executed move from Ziggler leaves him standing alone in the middle of the ring, as Kane tries to force over Chavo, Orton and MVP continue to exchange blows, Kendrick is pushing Morrison closer and closer over the top, CM Punk finds himself beating Cena with right hands, and now The Miz pulls Edge up, trying to eliminate him, meaning there’s plenty going on as Ziggler decides to wait for number twenty-eight...

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*BUZZER*

OHHH YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

*LIVE FOR THE MOMENT*
ENTRANT #28: MATT HARDY AT 39:00
The crowd goes WILD for Matt Hardy, who walks out confidently as the gates spread open, and Ziggler’s eyes go wide! Hardy sees the man who nearly ended his career, and immediately charges forward, sliding into the ring to take Ziggler on!

Jim Ross: And would you look at the eyes of Matt Hardy! Dolph Ziggler has put Hardy through absolute HELL, King, and by gawd, we’re about to see some retribution!

Jerry Lawler: Oh boy, JR! Dolph Ziggler tried to end Matt Hardy’s career, but now, Matt’s gonna get his revenge! This is gonna be good!

Hardy stands across from the shaky Ziggler, who holds outs his hands, desperately trying to plead his way out of this one! Hardy takes a long look around the arena, every fan in the Garden roaring for him to clock Ziggler... so he charges forward – but Ziggler nails him with a LOW BLOW! Hardy’s eyes go wide in agony, and suddenly, Ziggler takes advantage, grabbing him by the hair... AND FLINGING HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE, OUT TO THE FLOOR!

ELIMINATION #14: MATT HARDY BY DOLPH ZIGGLER AT 39:19

“NOOO!” roars JR at ringside in protest, and the crowd ERUPTS with boos as Ziggler just laughs down at a furious Matt Hardy! Ziggler flicks some water from his hair down at his enemy, then turns round to continue with the match-up, as Hardy puts his head in his hands on the outside... he only lasted nineteen seconds!

Ziggler now joins The Miz, double teaming Edge in the corner, as the referees on the outside tell Hardy he has to leave. Shooting a cold look at Ziggler, Hardy reluctantly is forced from ringside, disappearing behind the gates as Miz and Ziggler force Edge down to a seated position, firing away with stomp after stomp. Across the ring, Ryder gets up after the Spear, still a bit shaken, and moves over to Kane, bravely clubbing the big man in the back! The Big Red Machine turns round, amazed that Ryder would even dare to attack him, and suddenly GRIPS the Long Island Legend around the throat! The crowd cheers as Kane takes Ryder over to the opposite ropes, going to push him over the top... BUT RYDER HOOKS HIS LEG AROUND KANE AS HE GOES DOWN, AND PULLS THE BIG MAN OVER THE TOP ROPE... AND OUT TO THE FLOOR, WHILE RYDER LANDS ON THE APRON!

ELIMINATION #15: KANE BY ZACK RYDER AT 40:13

Ryder looks down in amazement, and the crowd boos wildly as he rolls back into the ring now, smirking as Kane beats the outside floor... how did Ryder do that? We’re now past forty minutes in, and the countdown fades into view again as the Long Island Legend teams with Chavo Guerrero, stomping on both Kofi Kingston and John Cena alternatively, with CM Punk now resting against the ropes in exhaustion...

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*BUZZER*

*SEXY BOY*
ENTRANT #29: SHAWN MICHAELS AT 40:30
Madison Square Garden goes NUTS once again, this time for a man we’ve seen once already tonight, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels! HBK jogs out calmly as the gates open, and rolls into the ring, where Chavo Guerrero scowls at him, after the issues they’ve had recently.

Jim Ross: The penultimate entrant is a former winner in Shawn Michaels, and of course, we saw him earlier tonight in the WWE Title match... if he can win tonight, he could find himself fighting for that same title come Wrestlemania Twenty-Six.

Jerry Lawler: HBK looks ready for business, JR! Coming in at twenty-nine means he has a big chance, and if anyone can take that chance, it’s Shawn Michaels!

Michaels takes charge immediately, laying into Zack Ryder with some BIG Knife Edge Chops, forcing him back to the corner. The crowd cries “WOOO!” with each one, and eventually, Ryder falls to a seated position under the force of Michaels’ blows, his chest red after several shots. Chavo Guerrero has seen enough, however, and he grabs Michaels, yanking him back from the corner by his hair! Boos ring around the arena as Chavo tries to line up the Three Amigos... but before he can even Suplex him once, Michaels pushes him away, to the ropes – THEN UNLEASHES SWEET CHIN MUSIC TO CHAVO’S JAW, SENDING HIM TOPPLING OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND OUT TO THE FLOOR!!!

ELIMINATION #16: CHAVO GUERRERO BY SHAWN MICHAELS AT 41:00

The crowd goes WILD as Guerrero tumbles to the outside, furious with himself as he realises what’s happened, and now Michaels turns back to the ring, where The Brian Kendrick finally manages to push Morrison fully over the top rope, and turns back to the ring... but Morrison lands on the apron! A pop goes from the crowd as the Intercontinental Champion survives, and Kendrick moves towards his old teacher in Michaels... WHO TEACHES HIM A BRAND NEW LESSON WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! Kendrick goes down, and the crowd cheers, but CM Punk struggles back to his feet... then sends Michaels CRASHING to the canvas with a big striking kick to the skull! Boos ring around the Garden as Punk wipes out HBK, and suddenly, Morrison fights past the pain barrier to springboard... ONLY FOR PUNK TO CATCH HIM WITH THE FIREMAN’S CARRY, AND CONNECT WITH THE GTS!!! Kofi Kingston now finds his feet, firing with Trouble In Paradise – BUT NO! Punk ducks it – THEN SCOOPS KOFI UP, AND CONNECTS WITH THE GTS TO HIM AS WELL!!! John Cena is the next man up, but the Straight-edge Messiah takes him up onto his shoulders too... AND CONNECTS WITH A THIRD GTS, THIS TIME TO CENA!!! The former “Champ” collapses lifelessly to the canvas, and Punk holds out his arms, enjoying his dominance as he tells anyone who will listen about the powers of Straight-edge... and he just kicks Randy Orton to the canvas with ease as he steps forward, and the countdown fades into view... who’s number thirty?

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...

...

...

...but no-one arrives as number thirty, and Punk smirks, kicking MVP in the head to take him down as well, continuing his mini-stretch of dominance here. With pretty much everyone down now for various reasons, Ziggler and The Miz are essentially the only men still standing other than Punk, stomping on Edge in the corner. The Straight-edge Messiah runs a hand through his hair, a sly smile on his face as he looks around...

THE GLASS SHATTERS!!!

*I WON’T DO WHAT YOU TELL ME*
ENTRANT #30: STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN AT 42:15
MADISON SQUARE GARDEN EXPLODES!!! THE LIGHTS FLASH AT LIGHTNING SPEED, THE ENTIRE ARENA A SUDDEN SCENE OF CHAOS AS PUNK LOOKS TO THE GATEWAY IN HORROR AS THE GATES OPEN...

...TO REVEAL INDEED, STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN!!!

Jim Ross: BY GAWD!!! BY GAWD!!! HE’S HERE! HE’S HERE! STONE COLD IS BACK, AND HE’S COMIN’ FOR CM PUNK! HE’S COMIN’! BUSINESS IS PICKIN’ UP, KING, STONE COLD IS BAAAAACK!!!

Jerry Lawler: OH MY GOD! WHAT THE – WHAT THE HELL?

The crowd is going absolutely BATSHIT, and CM Punk is absolutely crapping himself... BECAUSE AUSTIN SHOOTS HIM A LOOK, AND SAYS “YOUR ASS IS MINE, BOY”... BEFORE HE WALKS TO THE RING, SHAKING HIS HEAD AND TALKING ALL SORTS OF TRASH!!! Punk staggers away from the ropes, desperately trying to create as much as separation between himself and his comeuppance as possible, but Austin slides into the ring, and his music cuts emphatically as JR continues to mark out at ringside... everyone in the arena starts chanting “AUSTIN! AUSTIN!” over and over, and every superstar in the ring is incredulous, but none more so than Punk, who grabs The Miz, and tosses him towards Austin as some sort of bait – so the Hall of Famer kicks him in the gut... AND NAILS THE MIZ WITH A STUNNER!!! The crowd ERUPTS again, and Punk next grabs Dolph Ziggler, sacrificing him as well in an attempt to slow Austin down... but Dolph gets a boot to the gut too – AND AUSTIN THEN DRILLS HIM WITH THE STUNNER TOO!!! Punk looks around for someone else, but everyone else is either laid out or smart enough to stay out of Punk’s way, meaning that Austin can only point to the Straight-edge Messiah, who doesn’t feel so holy now...

...so he lurches forward, flinging a right hand, but Austin ducks it! The Texas Rattlesnake rebounds off the ropes – THEN FLOORS PUNK WITH THE LOU THESZ PRESS, AND FIRES AWAY WITH COUNTLESS RIGHT HANDS, SENDING THE CROWD INTO A FRENZY AGAIN!!! Suddenly however, Randy Orton provides the buzzkill, booting Austin away from CM Punk, and the heat is MASSIVE for the Viper, who starts stomping on the Hall of Famer, teeth bared as he tries to inflict some damage on the legend – but suddenly, EDGE spins Orton round, and knocks him for six with a massive right hand to floor him in an instant! A big cheer goes up as Edge dives to hammer away at Orton once again, and Punk rests against the far ropes, desperately trying to take a breather... BUT AUSTIN GETS BACK UP, AND CHARGES IN, THROWING HIMSELF AT THE STRAIGHT-EDGE MESSIAH TO SEND THEM BOTH TUMBLING OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!

ELIMINATION #17: CM PUNK BY STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN AT 44:04
ELIMINATION #18: STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN BY CM PUNK AT 44:04

A big groan of disappointment goes up as Austin is eliminated, but a big cheer goes up nonetheless straight afterwards as we see Punk laid out – he’s been in since number one, but now he’s out, after nearly three-quarters of an hour in the contest! Punk sits up in realisation, and his eyes go wide with rage, while Steve Austin makes a satisfied retreat up towards the ramp, celebrating with the crowd as they chant “AUSTIN! AUSTIN!” over and over again! The Straight-edge Messiah stands up, pointing furiously at the Texas Rattlesnake, who mimes having a beer, and disappears through the gateway with a smile as the crowd continue to chant his name...

...and now we’re back in the ring, where John Morrison pulls himself back to his feet. The Intercontinental Champion’s been here since number six, of course, and he’s visibly exhausted, using the ropes to keep himself upright. Across from him, Rhyno forces himself up, having enjoyed a long stint of lying still after he took a bad collision with the turnbuckle a few minutes ago. The Man Beast smirks as he sees Morrison, and tries to grab him to throw him over the top... but the Intercontinental Champion grips the rope to keep himself alive, then fires back with a big elbow shot! Rhyno reels away, grimacing, then finds himself whipped to the ropes by Morrison... ONLY TO GORE THE SHAMAN OF SEXY INTO NEXT WEEK ON THE REBOUND!!! The crowd groans with the huge impact, and boos flood in as the War Machine beats his chest... but THE MIZ sneaks back to his feet, and tosses Rhyno over the top rope to the floor!!!

ELIMINATION #19: RHYNO BY THE MIZ AT 45:18

The crowd comes alive with a mixed reaction, mostly boos as The Miz taunts to the Garden with a sly smirk. Standing behind the Awesome One, however, is John Cena, who finds his feet after taking a GTS from CM Punk a bit earlier, and the crowd cheers wildly! The Miz frowns, and turns round... so Cena scoops him up, and the crowd goes wild yet again – BUT SHAWN MICHAELS LEAPS BACK UP, AND KNOCKS CENA’S LIGHTS OUT WITH THE SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! Cena goes down to a huge mixed reaction from the crowd, and The Miz tumbles to the canvas, grabbing the second rope behind him in surprise. Michaels looks down at Cena for a moment, then turns around to see Randy Orton, who strikes with R – K – NO!!! Michaels pushes Orton away, and the Viper slumps against the top rope, breathing out exhaustedly... and HBK suddenly gets grabbed from behind by The Miz – AND DUMPED WITH THE SKULL-CRUSHING FINALE! Boos ring around the arena again for The Miz as he gets back to his feet, but suddenly, Kofi Kingston finds his feet as well, and takes the Awesome One over to the ropes... TO SEND HIM OVER AND OUT!!! THE MIZ IS OUT!!!

ELIMINATION #20: THE MIZ BY KOFI KINGSTON AT 46:02

Another HUGE cheer goes up as The Miz tumbles to the outside – and he is FURIOUS! Kofi Kingston simply shrugs at the former United States Champion, who’s had a torrid evening, and Kingston turns back to Orton, trying to force him over the top rope. Dolph Ziggler gets back up at the same time as Edge does, and the youngster deliberately lashes out Edge’s left Achilles tendon to drop him down to a knee, then pulls him back up and drives him to the corner, pulling that left leg off the mat in an attempt to lift him up and over the top rope. Meanwhile, these elimination struggles continue to form, as MVP pushes himself up tiredly, and Zack Ryder also finds his way up, nailing a boot to the Ballin’ Superstar’s gut. He then places a hand on Porter’s head, and tries to FLING him out... but MVP grabs the top rope, and refuses to go over! Ryder clubs him in the back repeatedly now, trying to force the issue, but MVP is resilient, so we cut to watch John Cena pushing himself up, eyes showing the tiredness he’s feeling, and as he finds his feet, The Brian Kendrick also yanks himself back up, with both men still feeling the effects of Sweet Chin Music.

Kendrick and Cena have a staredown, and a small smile forms on the California Kid’s face, while Cena can only think about winning, so he charges forward with everything he has, knocking a surprised Kendrick to the canvas with a Flying Shoulder Block! Kendrick gets up... and Cena does it again! The crowd cheers for Cena as he starts to get fired up again, and Kendrick gets up, throwing a clothesline... but Cena ducks it, and dumps Kendrick with the Side Slam Powerbomb for a second time in this contest! Another big cheer goes up, and Cena bends down for the “You can’t see me”... only for Kendrick to lash out with a surprising kick to the face, sending Cena reeling away! Boos ring around the arena as Cena clutches his face... and Kendrick suddenly charges in, grabbing Cena by the head and scaling the turnbuckle – BEFORE HE CONNECTS WITH THE KENDRICK TO CENA!!! JOHN CENA GOES DOWN!!!

The Venice Menace gets back to his feet, smiling a little, and suddenly, John Morrison is on his feet, taking Kendrick to the corner, and firing away with some cracking kicks to the midsection! Orton knocks Kofi Kingston away with a right hand elsewhere, and as Shawn Michaels gets up, he spots the Viper, moving over there – but Orton dumps him with the Powerslam, before he starts to get fired up! Kingston comes back towards Orton, who stuns him with an Olympic Slam to floor him as well, before he starts to pound the canvas near Kingston, telling him to rise so he can put him down and out for one last time... but suddenly, MVP hammers Ryder with a big right hand to send him reeling into the middle of the ring, and Orton leaps to his feet – RKO TO RYDER!!! A mixed reaction goes up as Orton levels the Long Island Legend, and seethes as he moves about the ring... BUT SUDDENLY, MONTEL VONTAVIOUS PORTER GRABS ORTON FROM BEHIND, AND SENDS HIM FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE... TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR!!! THE GARDEN IS STUNNED, BUT THEY LOVE IT ANYWAY!!! RANDY ORTON IS ELIMINATED!!!

ELIMINATION #21: RANDY ORTON BY MONTEL VONTAVIOUS PORTER AT 48:56

ORTON SNAPS!!! The Viper refuses to believe he just got eliminated by Porter, who laughs out of pure shock that he did what he just did, and throws up the Ballin’ taunt to Orton, sending the Garden wild! A few members of the crowd sing “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, hey hey hey, goodbye!” to the Viper, who starts pushing the officials as they try to usher him away – he is NOT happy, and he goes red in the face as he roars “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING!” at each and every official! MVP turns serious now, the smile disappearing as he notices that Orton is raging... and he decides to turn away to fight Dolph Ziggler, who removes himself from his task of beating down the poor, defenceless Edge in the corner, and rocks Porter with a right hand. MVP comes back with a blow of his own, and soon the two up-and-comers are exchanging shots – BUT RANDY ORTON, STILL FURIOUS, SLIDES BACK IN THE RING!!! Intense booing can be heard from the crowd as Orton grabs MVP by the shoulder, and spins him round – RKO TO MVP!!! The heat is MASSIVE for Orton as he rolls from the ring, still red in the face, and he verbally abuses any official who tries to lecture him as he makes his exit from the booing Garden. Back in the ring, Ziggler shrugs at the gift he was just given, then drags MVP back to his feet, and dumps him over the top rope with ease!

ELIMINATION #22: MONTEL VONTAVIOUS PORTER BY DOLPH ZIGGLER AT 49:37

Intense booing follows MVP’s elimination, and Ziggler smirks, before raising his arms to the crowd cockily. He then turns round to face Shawn Michaels as he gets up, and the pair, with Ziggler the more fatigued, begin to circle, as HBK measures his young opponent up – then tries to whip him to the ropes... no! Ziggler sends Michaels there instead... and gets knocked down by the Flying Forearm Smash! The crowd cheers, and the Garden waits for a moment – KIP-UP FROM MICHAELS! Another big pop goes up as Michaels starts to get fired up, but he takes a wary look around before he considers going up top... Kendrick is still taking a beating from Morrison in the opposite corner, while Ryder has Kofi Kingston against the top rope, snarling as he tries to force the Ghanaian to the outside. John Cena is still laid out after taking The Kendrick, and Edge is no condition to be fighting anyone, clutching at his injured Achilles tendon in the corner, after several heels have taken advantage of it so far. This is all good enough for Michaels, who steps out to the apron, and clambers slowly to the top turnbuckle... before he gives Ziggler the DX crotch chop, AND LAUNCHES TO CONNECT WITH THE DIVING ELBOW DROP! MICHAELS SENDS THE CROWD WILD!

Ziggler’s eyes are wide on the canvas, and he gasps for air as HBK pulls himself up, pumping up the crowd like the Showstopper he is, before he heads to the corner! Madison Square Garden roars, and Michaels yells out with the love of competition... BEFORE HE STARTS TO TUNE UP THE BAND! The eager Garden crowd chants along with Michaels... 1... 2... 3... Ziggler begins to stir... 4... 5... then he gets up, blinking out the cobwebs – AND MICHAELS KNOCKS HIM INTO NEXT WEEK WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! The crowd goes wild as the sequence is completed in style, and now John Morrison turns round, leaving Kendrick as he slumps to the canvas, and squaring up with probably the freshest man in the match in Michaels. There’s an obvious contrast in that Morrison was number six, whereas Michaels was number twenty-nine, and Morrison looks understandably worse for wear than HBK. Both men stay still for a moment, then simultaneously launch their Superkicks – BUT THEY CLASH IN MID-AIR! The crowd pops for the odd moment, and Morrison and Michaels wince with the impact, hopping about for a second, before Michaels makes the first move again, sending the Intercontinental Champion staggering back with some crisp Knife Edge Chops.

With the crowd crying “WOOO!”, Morrison is forced back to the ropes, so Michaels presses him against them, then fires him off to the other side... but the Shaman of Sexy springboards suddenly – AND STUNS MICHAELS WITH THE FLASH KICK! The awe-inspiring move sends Michaels crumpling down, perpendicular to an empty corner... so Morrison draws some support from the crowd, then heads for the corner, thinking Starship Pain... he springboards up... BUT THE BRIAN KENDRICK COMES FROM NOWHERE, SHOVING MORRISON OVER THE TOP ROPE AS HE LEAPS UP, AND HE TUMBLES TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR WITH A HORRIBLE THUD!!!

ELIMINATION #23: JOHN MORRISON BY THE BRIAN KENDRICK AT 52:13

The crowd explodes with huge heat for Kendrick as John Morrison’s forty-six-minute journey in this Rumble match comes to a sour end, and the Intercontinental Champion manages to bring his head up to stare a hole through Kendrick as he dances about in the squared circle, smirking. The California Kid runs a hand through his hair, then waves a sarcastic goodbye to Morrison, before he makes a quick title belt motion, and turns back to the ring, where Edge is pulling himself up, barely able to put any weight on his left leg now. Some loud “EDGE! EDGE! EDGE!” chants kick off regardless, and the Rated R Superstar hobbles forward, not that Kendrick thinks he can even compete with him, laughing off Edge’s challenge, and immediately booting him in the Achilles to send him down to a knee! A sharp kick to the head has Edge down on the canvas again, and the Venice Menace plays to the crowd once again... but there’s one man he’s forgotten about – John Cena is back on his feet now, still blinking out the cobwebs from taking The Kendrick a few minutes ago, and he spins the California Kid around... before scooping him up on to his shoulders, sending the crowd WILD as Kendrick yells out in horror... AND CENA JUST DUMPS KENDRICK TO THE OUTSIDE WITH THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT TO END HIS PART IN THIS RUMBLE MATCH!!!

ELIMINATION #24: THE BRIAN KENDRICK BY JOHN CENA AT 53:07

A big pop goes up as Kendrick tumbles to the outside with a big impact, and as Morrison staggers past tiredly with his Intercontinental Title belt, he cracks a smile down at Kendrick, then walks out of the arena, slapping the hands of some rampside fans on his way out. Back in the ring, Edge is seriously frustrated after being embarrassed by Kendrick, but he’s still in this contest, even if he can’t use his leg right now, and he rests in the corner, trying to rest up until he needs to bursts into action. We’re down to our final six now, with the aforementioned Edge and Cena being accompanied by Shawn Michaels and Dolph Ziggler, both recovering in the other corners, while the last spare corner is occupied by the Long Island Legend, Zack Ryder, trying to remove Kofi Kingston, who is lethargically but determinedly fighting to stay in the contest.

Cena is the man standing in the middle of the ring now, though he’s breathing heavily, and Dolph Ziggler struggles back up, smacking him with a slow right hand. Cena slugs back to send Dolph reeling backwards, but he manages to reply in kind... before the pairing begin to get into a slow slug-fest, with the crowd cheering for Cena’s shots, and booing Ziggler’s. Cena... Ziggler... Cena... Ziggler... Cena... Ziggler... Cena... Cena... Cena... Cena... and suddenly, Cena takes Ziggler all the way to the ropes, before he winds back, and looks to clothesline him over – BUT ZIGGLER BENDS DOWN, AND SENDS CENA OVER THE TOP... BUT NO! CENA GRABS THE TOP ROPE, AND STAYS IN THE MATCH! The crowd cheers wildly, and Cena taps Ziggler on the shoulder, so he turns around – BAM! Cena unleashes a big stinging right hook, and Ziggler tumbles away to the middle of the ring – WHERE HE GETS ABSOLUTELY DRILLED BY EDGE WITH THE SPEAR!!!

Cena steps back in the ring, and Edge, breathing through his teeth now, hobbles forward towards him... but Cena kicks him in the gut, and lays him out with a quick Fisherman Suplex! Edge groans out in pain, and Cena gets back to his feet, pulling Ziggler up by his hair as he does – BEFORE HE TELLS HIM “YOU CAN’T SEE ME” WITH THE FAMOUS WAVE, AND FLINGS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!

ELIMINATION #25: DOLPH ZIGGLER BY JOHN CENA AT 54:54

We’re down to five with the elimination of Ziggler, who also enjoyed a long session in the Rumble, including two eliminations to his name. Cena looks down at Edge now, crawling on the floor... and a HUGE mixed reaction goes up as Cena grabs the left leg, and thinks about the STFU, knowing it would surely put Edge’s career in danger... CRACK! CENA DOESN’T GET TO MAKE THAT DECISION, AS SHAWN MICHAELS BLASTS CENA WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! HBK’s nailed that move a few times tonight, and once again, the crowd pops BIG for the Superkick, as Michaels now turns his attention to Zack Ryder, who leaves an exhausted Kofi Kingston in the corner. The Long Island Legend squares up to the Showstopper, and loads of “HBK! HBK!” chants start off to support the latter as he smiles a little. Ryder throws up his arms, proclaiming “Woo woo woo!” straight in the face of Michaels in return, and the Heartbreak Kid bursts to life, dumping Ryder with an Inverted Atomic Drop! The Long Island Legend staggers about in pain, dropping to a knee briefly from exhaustion, then turns round as HBK charges in... AND SENDS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE INSTINCTIVELY... BUT MICHAELS EXHAUSTEDLY SKINS THE CAT AS RYDER TURNS AWAY!

The crowd goes WILD for HBK as he finds his way back into the ring, and Madison Square Garden buzzes as he prepares to unleash Sweet Chin Music on an unsuspecting Ryder, who turns around with a frown... SWEET CHIN MUSIC – NO!!! RYDER DUCKS IT, THEN GRABS MICHAELS BY THE HEAD... ZACK ATTACK CONNECTS TO HBK!!! Boos ring around the arena for that one, but behind Ryder, Kofi Kingston slowly staggers forward, prompting the crowd to liven a bit once again. The Long Island Legend, seeing Cena and Edge lying far away from him, takes a moment to taunt, then turns around to see Kofi slowly struggling across towards him, fists raised in a peculiar tired confidence. Ryder smirks, then winds back with a right hand, but Kofi ducks under it, and tries for the Monkey Flip... but he just doesn’t have the energy, and all he does is pull Ryder down! He can’t complete the flip, allowing Ryder the time he needs to lash out with a big right hand to kill Kofi’s comeback, before he puts the Ghanaian in his L-shaped crosshairs... and just BOOTS him in the skull, knocking him flat out on the canvas!

John Cena fights back up as Kofi gets firmly laid out, and Ryder, seemingly in control of proceedings, proclaims “Woo woo woo, Cena!” over at the former “Champ”, who simply sighs with fatigue, and charges in with all his remaining energy... BUT RYDER SENDS HIM FLYING OVER THE TOP... NO!!! Cena stays alive by hanging on to the top rope for dear life, but Ryder doesn’t turn away this time, instead checking to see whether or not he’s rid the match of Cena... naturally, he hasn’t, and Cena rocks him a right hand – only for Ryder to furiously lash out with one of his own! One of Cena’s supporting hands comes off the top rope, and the crowd shrieks in unison as Ryder starts to lay repeated, fury-fuelled right hands to the skull of Cena... but Cena fires back desperately with one of his own, frantically trying to keep his Wrestlemania dream alive! The crowd cheers, and Ryder reels backwards once again, allowing Cena a chance to recover – BUT SUDDENLY, THE LONG ISLAND LEGEND LEAPS UP WITH ALL OF HIS REMAINING ENERGY, AND PICKS CENA OFF THE APRON WITH A STUNNING DROPKICK, RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES! CENA TUMBLES TO THE OUTSIDE FLOOR, AND THE GARDEN LETS OUT A HUGE COLLECTIVE GROAN OF HORROR! CENA’S GONE!!!

ELIMINATION #26: JOHN CENA BY ZACK RYDER AT 58:06

Cena puts his head in his hands... the dream is over! Zack Ryder takes a second to digest what he’s just done, kneeling against the ropes from pure exhaustion... then it dawns on him, just like it did when he retired Tommy Dreamer, and he leaps back to his feet, raising his arms like he’s won the entire contest! Cena can’t believe he’s failed, and he looks around in defeat, shaking his head as he rests against the outside barricade. But as Cena slowly, slowly, pulls himself up to his feet, dejected, and trudges away towards the gateway at the advice of the officials, Ryder roars after him... “WOO WOO WOO! YOU KNOW IT!”

With that, Cena turns to take one last, long, scalding look at Ryder, then exits the arena, as the gates symbolically shut on his Wrestlemania dream, and we cut back to the ring, where we’re down to the final four! The prior favourite, Edge, in at number twenty-two, is leant against the second rope’s turnbuckle in a sort of half-crouching-half-standing position, but he has barely any use of his left leg after nearly half an hour in the bout, while Shawn Michaels, in at number twenty-nine, has taken a variety of finishers, and he holds his head in pain as he gets back up, and slumps against the turnbuckle. Then there’s the surprise package, the Long Island Legend, Zack Ryder, continuing to turn heads with this stunning performance from number nineteen, including claiming the scalps of Kane and John Cena, and then there’s Kofi Kingston, in since the very beginning at number two, barely with any energy left as he grips the top rope to keep himself upright, shaking from pure fatigue. Ryder, breathing heavily now, takes a long look around, then heads for Kofi Kingston, trying to eliminate him while he still can, ferociously trying to press the Ghanaian over the top rope once again!

Kingston’s legs flail about as Ryder tries to force the elimination, but from across the ring comes Shawn Michaels, yanking Ryder away, and whipping him to the opposite ropes. Ryder rebounds, and comes back with an attempted clothesline, but Michaels ducks it, and strikes Ryder with a Knife Edge Chop! The crowd cries “WOOO!” as Ryder clutches his chest, only for Michaels to do it again, eliciting a second “WOOO!”, and then a third “WOOO!” when Michaels does it a third time... so Ryder kicks him in the gut, and yells “YOU KNOW IT!” before dropping Michaels with an STO! JR sighs at ringside at Ryder, still making jokes even in the final four of the Royal Rumble match, and both the Long Island Legend and the Heartbreak Kid stay down this time, allowing Edge to finally find his feet, and crouch down, brushing his hair over his head with wide eyes, beckoning for someone to get up! The crowd cheers wildly as Edge gets them pumped up, and soon everyone is stomping the floor, trying to make as much noise as possible to hype up Edge’s involvement... and it’s Michaels who gets up first... SO EDGE FORCES HIMSELF FORWARD, AND NAILS HIM WITH THE SPEAR!!!

The crowd goes WILD for the Spear, but it takes everything out of Edge, who rolls across the ring, clutching his leg in horrible pain. Michaels is laid out, and Zack Ryder forces himself back up, grabbing the almost-motionless Kofi Kingston from the floor, and rocking him with a big right hand to soften him up. Heat rains down on Ryder as he taunts Kingston now, smirking as he fires away with nasty right hands in the corner to weaken him further. With Kofi barely able to stand by his own accord after over an hour in this match, Ryder drags him into the middle of the ring by his hair... simply to get a big run-up as he tosses him over the top rope with ease – BUT KOFI COMES ALIVE OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A HEADSCISSORS, PULLING RYDER OVER THE ROPE WITH HIM, AND SENDING THE LONG ISLAND LEGEND OUT TO THE FLOOR! KOFI LANDS ON THE APRON, AND ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING – WE’RE DOWN TO THREE!!!

ELIMINATION #27: ZACK RYDER BY KOFI KINGSTON AT 61:10

Ryder’s eyes are wide in absolute fury on the outside, and Kofi slumps himself over the bottom rope, smiling a little as he watches Ryder argue with the officials, but his protests are futile, and he’s ushered towards the ramp. The gates open, and Ryder yells wildly at the three men in the ring, not that Edge or Michaels are in any position to listen, and Kofi tries to pull himself back up as the clock ticks closer and closer to the Ghanaian breaking the record for longest time spent in a single Royal Rumble! Edge, still gripping his left leg, tries to yank himself back up, hair drenched with sweat down his face, just like Kofi’s, and the two look across at each other with clenched teeth through the pain, as Shawn Michaels finds his feet as well, gasping for air, and clutching his abdomen.

The three men exchange tired glances, then all look up at the shining Wrestlemania Twenty-Six sign hanging above the arena, and suddenly, each man is filled with a new sense of determination, as they each move forward slowly, the tension reaching fever pitch as the crowd chants for all three men, but the chants are overlapping so much, you can’t pick one name out! Each man’s eyes dart between each other, and suddenly, it’s Shawn Michaels, probably still the healthiest man in there, who makes the first move, flinging Sweet Chin Music at Edge – WHO DUCKS, AND DRILLS MICHAELS WITH THE EDGE-O-MATIC! A pop goes up for Edge’s surprise move, and the Rated R Superstar forces himself back up, frustrated but pumped up... but Kingston grabs him, and connects with a crunching Russian Legsweep! The impact is huge, especially on two men so fatigued, and Kingston has to dig down deep to find his feet again... before he starts to fire up the crowd, slapping his hands together to get the Garden on his side. Soon, the crowd is clapping along with him, and he heads for the ropes, sluggishly attempting his usual theatrics... then leaps up for the BOOM DROP... BUT EDGE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, AND KOFI CRASHES AND BURNS!

The impact means so much more when Kofi’s been in for over an hour, and the Ghanaian cries out, his head slumping down against the canvas. Edge struggles back up, his left leg failing him when he tries to use it, and so he’s forced to lean against the ropes, desperately trying to find some energy to continue. Shawn Michaels wobbles back up, however, and sends Edge across the ring with the Irish whip... the forced running makes Edge cry out, and when he finds the ropes, he clings to them for dear life instead of rebounding! The Rated R Superstar turns around – AND MICHAELS FIRES WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC – BUT EDGE DUCKS IT ONCE AGAIN, AND MICHAELS TUMBLES OVER THE ROPE... BUT NOT OUT TO THE FLOOR! A relieved sigh goes up from HBK fans in the arena as Michaels grabs the top rope at the last second, and Edge desperately pulls himself up, lashing out with a right hand to Michaels, trying to force him off. The Rated R Superstar fires away with everything his body can muster, right hand after right hand... but Michaels won’t fall off, taking every shot without letting go of the ropes! Finally, HBK finds the energy to pull himself back, then lashes out with the Knife Edge Chop, sending Edge reeling away, and Michaels relaxes... ONLY FOR KOFI KINGSTON TO FIND HIS FEET, AND UNLEASH TROUBLE IN PARADISE OUT OF NOWHERE, SENDING MICHAELS TUMBLING OFF THE APRON!!! SHAWN MICHAELS IS OUT, THERE’S ONLY TWO GUYS LEFT!!!

ELIMINATION #28: SHAWN MICHAELS BY KOFI KINGSTON AT 64:03

A massive mixed reaction greets Michaels’ elimination, and the Heartbreak Kid lets his hair run over his face on the outside, coming to terms with the fact that he won’t be the winner of the 2010 Royal Rumble! He simply sits there, ignoring the officials as they try to tell him to leave, and we cut back to the ring, where Kingston forces himself to turn around... and he stands across from Edge, who’s barely able to stand at all! Both men look up to the Wrestlemania Twenty-Six sign, then to each other – Edge from number twenty-two should statistically have the advantage over the number two entrant, Kofi Kingston, as JR reminds us at ringside, but Edge’s Achilles injury changes all that, meaning these two men are at the same physical breaking point, after an arduous stint in this contest. The arena is split fifty-fifty, half chanting for Kofi, and half chanting for Edge, as the men step forward, Edge grimacing as he steps on his left leg, and Kofi nearly giving in to physical exhaustion after his record-breaking run.

Kofi slowly shakes out his shoulders, baring his teeth through the fatigue, and suddenly, the pair go back to basics with the lock-up... but the battle for strength is frankly, quite pathetic, and they separate, neither man being able to afford the energy exertion. Edge looks to the sky for a moment, then winds back, and swings a right hand, which Kofi ducks – and when Edge turns round, Kofi hooks him up for the SOS – NO! Edge spins out of it, and thinks Edgecution – BUT NO! Kofi escapes this time, and tries for the Trouble In Paradise – DUCKED BY THE RATED R SUPERSTAR! Kingston lands hard, staggering across the ring in pain, and then turns round to see Edge hurtling towards him for the SPEAR – NOOOO! Kingston dives out the way, and EDGE’S HEAD CANNONS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, MEANING WHEN HE TURNS ROUND, KOFI CAN FINALLY HOOK HIM UP, AND NAIL THE SOS TO TAKE THE RATED R SUPERSTAR DOWN TO THE CANVAS!!!

Another mixed reaction, mostly cheers, goes up as Kofi takes control, and he doesn’t even bother to hype up the crowd before he heads for the ropes – “BOOM! BOOM!”... BOOM DROP CONNECTS TO EDGE! The Rated R Superstar rolls away in pain, teeth bared as he wipes the hair out of his face, and Kofi pulls him up, trying to throw him over the top rope... but Edge stops himself going over with his right boot, then fires back with a elbow shot to Kingston’s abdomen to send him staggering away. Kofi drops to a knee, gasping for air, and when he forces himself back up, Edge takes advantage by applying the front facelock – AND DRILLING THE GHANAIAN WITH THE EDGECUTION! The crowd cheers (mostly) as Edge floors Kofi, then finds way to the corner, beckoning for Kofi to rise, furiously trying to put an end to this long, long contest... after a few long moments, Kingston fights through an hour’s worth of exhaustion to pull himself up, so Edge throws himself forward... BUT ONCE AGAIN EDGE DOESN’T CONNECT WITH THE SPEAR, AS THIS TIME KINGSTON GRABS HIM, AND FLINGS HIM RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE...

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...BUT EDGE HOLDS ON!!! The crowd goes NUTS with all sorts of noise, cheers and boos alike, as Kofi sinks to his knees, hoping that’s this contest finished, but Edge is still alive on the apron, and he forces himself back in the ring, his left leg practically useless! Kingston runs a hand through his hair, then turns around... and he sees the Rated R Superstar standing across from him, pain and exhaustion wrecked across his face, too! Kofi looks ready to explode, but he restrains himself, and throws himself forward with a explosive right hand – but Edge finds energy that doesn’t even exist to duck under it, but falls to a knee as his left leg lets him down when he tries to head for the ropes! The crowd screams out as Kofi recovers himself, and when Edge turns around – TROUBLE IN PARADISE – BUT IT’S DUCKED BY EDGE, WHO GRABS KOFI BY THE HEAD... AND FLINGS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS... AND KOFI FALLS OUT TO THE FLOOR!!! IT’S OVER!!! IT’S OVER!!! EDGE HAS WON THE ROYAL RUMBLE!!!

ELIMINATION #29: KOFI KINGSTON BY EDGE AT 67:25

HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THE 2010 ROYAL RUMBLE:
THE RATED R SUPERSTAR, EDGE

EDGE HAS DONE IT! All the Rated R Superstar can do is fall to his knees, and that’s what he does, more because his left leg won’t allow him to stand up anymore than anything else, and the crowd goes WILD for him as one of the referees, Charles Robinson, enters the ring to raise his arm into the air!

Michael Buffer:
Here is the winner of the 2010 Royal Rumble match... THE RATED R SUPERSTAR... EEEEEDGE!!!

On the outside, Kofi Kingston puts his head in his hands, slouching to the floor and resting against the barricade in pure disappointment. We cut back to the ring soon after, however, to see Edge thanking Robinson, who exits the ring to allow the Rated R Superstar time to celebrate, a big grin on his face now despite the pain in his Achilles tendon.

Jim Ross:
We witnessed one hell of a contest here tonight, and Kofi Kingston came oh-so-close to completing a historic victory, but by gawd, what a performance from the eventual winner – the Rated R Superstar, Edge, is going to Wrestlemania Twenty-Six, King!

Jerry Lawler:
I’m shocked, JR! I thought that attack two nights ago would stop him winning this match, but even on one leg, he managed to pull it out, and now he’s got himself a guaranteed World Title match at Wrestlemania!

Jim Ross:
Indeed a great moment for Edge – he came back a few weeks ago after six months of rehabilitation, and this moment makes it all worth it! He’s got a great Road to Wrestlemania to look forward to now – believe me, we all do, it’s been a slobber knocker of an evening and there’s a whole lot to look forward to in the coming weeks! I’ve been Jim Ross, alongside Jerry “The King” Lawler, from all of us here at WWE Royal Rumble, we wish you goodnight from Madison Square Garden! A Rated R Rumble in the Garden, by gawd, King!

As Edge slumps up against the ropes, he manages to pull himself free for just a moment to do the prerequisite of a Rumble winner... as he points to the Wrestlemania sign, unleashing a whole load of fireworks around the sign! The end-of-show logo fades into view, and the Rated R Superstar throws up his arms in his usual fashion to a great ovation from the crowd...

...as we fade to black.

END OF SHOW

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Note: Glad I finally posted this. Sorry for being (*checks watch*) six days late, the NYC Brawl took longer to write than I thought it would. I’m also sorry for mix-ups with colours if there are any, and also for not having a proper video package for the NYC Brawl, it wouldn’t have very interesting, especially seeing as I wasn’t exactly thinking straight when I thought up the idea a year and a half ago. Regardless, enjoy, and I’ll try to get some feedback up for various people now that I’ve got this done.
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Wow so I am hyped up by this big time. Funny to see the Royal Rumble in MSG. Good choice. I actually went to the 2008 Rumble, and it was a lot of fun, hopefully this one is a lot of fun too.

Great opening l loved how you associated all the superstars pretty much with their own phrases and stuff very well done. I even like the gif you placed at the end.

Glad to see you have the New York crowd rowdy already with chanting Bourne’s name. Much like the real NY fans are usually very rowdy. Anyway the match itself had a lot of near falls the pin that Bourne threw himself forward you had me nervous with saying new champion. Anyway Sweeney getting involved was expected all though I’m not a huge fan of the face getting the win like that. But I’m glad to see Bourne pick up the victory.

Wow it’s amazing that long time friends like Christian and Edge one of them would doubt the other in this case Edge. I don’t know if he was playing around with him or not, but still best friends usually encourage each other, not doubt each other. Once again Katie Lea comes in who knows what that is about.

Wow seven minute diva match. I have no idea why I picked Mickie kind of regret that since I never really liked her however McCool winning. When you say hook the tights do you mean like hold them for extra leverage? I feel it would be weird for her to have both hand full of tights and second rope. I mean she’s lengthy but that seems to be hard to do that all at once. Anyway glad to see McCool win.

Good to see Magnus get some time. Forgot maybe he could be in the Rumble? Anyway with the way Katie Lea sounded in this promo, I feel like she is going to turn on her brother.

What an epic promo from Swagger. I like the recap from Matthews considering I have completely forgot what has been going on with Swagger. I even like Cole with his whole muttering in the background during the promo.

Some good spots in this match always got to love Christian doing the frog splash. I’m glad that you did have Magnus come down to help Burchill after all it is triple threat where anything can go but once again I am not a fan of the face being the benefiter of cheating, which is the second time of the night. I guess I would have liked in more in this match rather than the U.S. title match since we knew this was coming soon, because this has been brewing for weeks and weeks now. Anyway Christian still champion I like it.

Washington doing the Shane O Mac shuffle is golden stuff although ECW has no chance in hell, unless Ryder wins the whole thing which I can see you doing….and that brings me to the Ryder promo. This is where I think you got the crowd reaction off. Heavy heat?!? See I understand he retired Tommy Dreamer, but usually at events at the Garden he gets crazy pops since he is from LI. And considering I’m from LI I know I would be cheering him. I wouldn’t have said massive heat maybe more of a mixed reaction. If he doesn’t win the Rumble (which I’m still on the fence about) I think he should challenge Christian next.

A great match but again another screwy ending. That makes four endings that have been weird, interference (Sweeny) people turning (Katie Lea), leverage (McCool) and now the ref reversing his decision. I’m not a big fan of it to be honest. I think someone has to go clean here. Sure it builds up the more tension between HBK and Trips even though HBK tried to help him but I think it makes Swagger look a bit weak especially after his terrific promo from earlier.. I’m glad to see you keeping Swagger as champion for now

The Melina/Maryse promo I really didn’t feel was needed but that is just me.

Yeah I like the prematch battle, as it is a NYC brawl, and that is what is needed. Get the crowd jumping right from the beginning. Hot Dog stand frog splash FTW great spot right there. A bit early in the match but I like the creativity. The fountain and taxi, great used of the elements around the place. You had some great description considering you needed because some of the moves were hard to believe but you described it awesome, in this unique match.I’m very surprised that the Liontamer would end it. A submission to end this epic match is a bit of a letdown even if it is the Liontamer. Anyway this match was a load of fun to watch. Great match, maybe the MOTN next to the Rumble of course.

Again the audience reaction is a bit off from Cena. Should have had the intense boos or again a mixed reaction. Cena is hated in NY just check out ECW ONS 06 I believe. Haha anyway a typical Cena never give up promo I’m doing it for CeNation. I really hope you don’t have him win.

Alright and the Rumble starts off with Punk, which is not a bad choice I like it. Has the crowd hot and on their feet especially with the promo beforehand which was pure gold. Kofi Kingston as the second man, I’m not disappointed by another good choice. It was good to see Sheamus rolling in the early going. Noble back is great asbut I thought his program with Sheamus is over. It seems like your backtracking a bit.

I like the Boom Drop and Ballin’ Elbow combo, pretty innovated right there. And right now to this point the ring seems pretty full with only two eliminations so far up to this point. Poor TBK getting nailed by Zeke. Anyway I’m glad Jackson eliminates Regal helps them continue their feud. Kind of upset Rhodes got eliminated before Dibiase or Orton made it in. Would have like to see them team up. Three eliminations in a short time good idea as none were really important except for Rhodes.

Cena getting the biggest pop of the night. Don’t like it. Kind of pissed to see Mac get the ax so early. At least give him more time or at least the credit he deserves by getting eliminated after Tyson Kidd for the sake of having the Chosen One label on him.

To this point Kendrick, MVP and Kingston have all looked pretty damn good and have been benefits so far. Now with the 21 spot with Orton I like the RKO frenzy, and the stare down with Cena. Edge coming in twenty two is even better as now and we have Edge teaming with Cena. Never thought I would see that. It is going to be hard for Edge to win considering he is injured. But still 22 is a spot he can win it from.

“Who are you” hahaha Punk providing some great comedy in the Rumble. I like it. Once again the ring seems to be filled up quite a bit. I have kind of lost track how many people are in it. Maybe should have addressed that because I couldn’t see it in the text as I was reading.

Having the Miz back to be in the Rumble match I guess I am alright with. I would have liked a bigger surprise but this is fine really. After all he kind of got screwed earlier, and a heel usually benefits from coming back into a Rumble.

Something I noticed with the Rumble a lot of single eliminations. Really not much teaming up not much helping. For example Ryder seemed very easily to handle Kane. Sure it is great for Ryder but very hard to believe he would easily toss Kane over. Kind of felt maybe an assist from someone would have been nice. Anyway to backtrack love Ziggler eliminating Matt Hardy so fast. I laughed at that one as that continues their nice little feud.

SCSA coming back is simply amazing and you played it off really well having both men go up and over. That was a great way to have Austin come back, and even though it was only for a couple of moments I’m sure Striker is “Marking out bro”. Great to see that as the potential WM match-up.

Looking who you have left up to the SCSA point. Kendrick, Ziggler, Ryder, Cena, MVP, Michaels, Morrison, Orton etc. I see a lot of youth movement in their which is very nice. Great balance so far. Oh and how can I forget Kofi who has been in since number 2. Anyway to continue MVP eliminating Orton is fine by me. It’s a great push for MVP, and reminds me similar of what I did with Dibiase in my rumble, so I’m all for it.

Once again TBK, gets the better of Morrison which again is another great elimination, but once again Cena eliminates the two youth movement guys in Ziggler and Kendrick which I’m fine with. However I really hope Cena doesn’t win. Damn Ryder just eliminated Cena, and I am marking out. This is amazing right now. Kane was enough for me but having Ryder knock out Cena who I believe at this point is rolling and has the most eliminations. This is huge especially for an ECW star. Great push for Ryder, and that makes the final four correct? Yeah alright I like this. We have the youth Kingston, Ryder with the vets Edge and HBK.

Some great action with the final four, as I’m shocked to see Kingston receiving this big of a push. Entering at two and still lasting for what seems to be over an hour right now. And he gets a huge benefit of eliminating not only Ryder who has been on fire in this rumble but also HBK who is a legend. Anyway the ending was epic as Edge picks up the Royal Rumble victory. Very good stuff right there. A great choice if you ask me.

Overall: So it took me a while to write this, and I know my Rumble feedback is all jumbled all over the place, as I picked only places I seemed to enjoy the most. For the most part I enjoyed this Rumble as it was well worth the wait. While I wasn’t a fan of the screwy endings in which seemed to be all the matches except the WHC and Rumble, I’m sure they all have a certain purpose especially the Katie Lea/Christian angle. Edge is a great person to have win the Rumble, as it also gives him some time to stay inactive to heal up from the injury. The rumble itself was great. While I’m a bit angry to see Ryder get pushed so much only to lose in the final four, still he along with Kingston were bright spots in this rumble. A few other bright spots include MVP, Kendrick, Morrison, Ziggler, Punk, Austin. However I felt Sheamus, getting eliminated early by a distraction was bad especially someone who I thought the feud was over with. Also Mac, Rhodes and even Carlito got the short end of the stick. But overall great work MB 9/10. It was great to read.
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Hey, I’ve not reviewed any of your stuff before but I have read through it and figured I’d start here.

Kicking things off with Miz and Bourne is a good way to go, get the crowd pumped up I’m sure. The opening was very good, a game of cat and mouse almost, fits the Miz perfectly in my opinion. The crowd reaction to this match was just as I’d expected, they really got into it and got behind everything Bourne did. The way you wrote about Miz’s facial expressions and reactions after his near falls were very good as I can really imagine them. Great pinfall counters towards the end before Sweeney gets involved which was expected. I don’t really know much about this guy outside your BTB but you’ve used him well and Bourne opening up things by winning the title was a great move in my opinion.

Edge and Christian segment was good and hopefully they cross paths again one day in this BTB. I like the whole Burchill-Christian-Katie triangle you got going and it’ll be interesting to see how the title match goes later on. Maybe Katie turns on one of them.

Women’s championship match doesn’t particularly bother me, nothing to do with your booking, just in general.

Interesting promo with Paul, Brutus and Katie here. Good segment as it builds my interest in where this is headed.

Good Swagger promo there, I like how you’ve built him up and the game over reference at the end was nice, I hope he retains later.

Couldn’t believe the ECW title match. A great contest and the finish was what I was mainly interested in. When Katie got in the ring, I thought she was gonna fool the fans into thinking she was with Christian and turn on him but she turns on her brother! Great finish there and it adds another dimension to the Christian-Burchill feud after this, very well done.

Standard little promo with the three general managers, typical rumble thing to do.

Good promo with Zack Ryder next. You’ve got his character nailed on, loved the cheerleaders comment. A feud with Christian would be good but I don’t see his and Burchill’s feud done with yet.

Another good match up here between Swagger and Triple H. When Michaels came down, you knew it’d be a screwy ending but when Triple H ‘won’ I genuinely thought he had done it and we’d see HBK v HHH for the title at Mania, but a great way to get Swagger some more heat and to build the tension between the DX partners. Yeah there’s been a few dodgy finishes to matches tonight but this one worked well I thought.

Love Maryse so I don’t mind her getting some time but it wasn’t completely necessary to be honest.

NYC brawl now and I expect a title change here. Good pre match brawl to kick things off, really makes it live up to its name. some of the things you used here were excellent, like the hot dog stand and the spear into the taxi from Batista I can really imagine being brutal. At that point you knew Show wasn’t walking out as champion and Jericho walks away with the title! Finishing off Mysterio was the right move as he is probably the weakest on paper in the match. A great match that surpassed my expectations.

And here it is, the Rumble itself. Punk opening things up is a good choice, always able to work the crowd. Kofi at #2, another good choice and I know reading your pre show notes that he’s in line for a good rumble.

Sheamus and Finlay match up was good to see, the commentators mentioning the Irish link was pleasing. Sheamus getting a couple of eliminations was good but Noble distracting his enemy I am a bit torn on. I kinda wanna see Sheamus move away from this but it has been a good feud at the same time.

Zeke eliminating Regal was the next thing that really stood out, was a smart decision and their feud should continue over on ECW.

As soon as Cena came in, I knew eliminations would start to kick in and he takes out McIntyre and Kidd instantly, would have liked to have seen McIntyre go a bit longer but ah well.

Punk eliminates Finlay, two of the early goers in the match, good to see Punk lasting so long, you have to expect an Austin tease at some point to get him out.

Kendrick elimating Jackson was a huge boost to TBK! I was stunned, I didn’t expect that at all. Orton and Edge back to back entries, it’s starting to get a big match feel now as Edge eliminates DiBiase.

Haha. Hardy going so soon after entering was nice and his feud with Ziggler is picking up well. I would have expected a few more eliminations by now is the only problem I’d have, but that’s just me!

Zack Ryder. Wow. You are intent on pushing him. Eliminating Kane is always a big thing in a Rumble. Good boost for the Long Island legend.

I did not expect Austin at all! I don’t know why but I just expected a tease and Punk gets eliminated but to actually have him come in and at #30 as well. Brilliant stuff and both men eliminated at the same time just furthers this feud, can’t wait to see them go toe to toe at Mania.

MVP eliminating Orton was a surprise, I know they had a match on Raw but I didn’t see it coming. You’ve really given the Rumble a good portion to up and comers which is a good move.

Speaking of up and comers. Kendrick eliminates JoMo now! TBK then goes to Cena but he did a damn good job. Used him really well.

Ziggler goes to Cena as well but another good showing there before Ryder eliminates Cena! My god you have been building Ryder up well but this is a huge rub for him, surely he can’t win it! Can he?!

No he can’t ha. Kingston eliminates him but my word what a showing. And now to the final three, Kofi, Michaels and Edge. I don’t know what way you’re gonna swing.

Superb ending to a superb Rumble match. When Kofi eliminated HBK, I thought he was gonna win it but Edge prevails. This was genius as it gives Kofi that nearly but not quite feel, making the fans want it more for him next time. And Edge winning despite injury gives him the story going into Wrestlemania.

On the whole it was a great PPV Melvisboy. Your Rumble match was the icing on the cake. Loved the way you built some of the younger up and coming stars, particularly Kendrick, Ryder and Kofi. Loved the Punk-Austin part and Edge winning was a good move. Brilliant stuff.
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I liked the video package, went into a lot of detail and lenght, got a lot of people involved as well which was good. The announce team then followed it up with a good preview of the event.


The announce team hyped the match well by letting us know how much it would mean to Bourne by winning and stuff. Everything else was normal enough. The match itself hadsome good action. A good few near falls, both looked like winning and nobody dominated. Miz probably ahd a slight edge towards the end but it was ahrd to know what way it would go. I have to say Im not too impressed with Evan Bourne being Champion. I know you are pushing him but I don't know if he could pull it off. Why did a face resort to needing help from the outside ? Seemed a bit strange.. Anyway I'll see what you do with him as Champ.


Batista bit shows he is focoused but other than that serves no real purpose. Also having another backstage segmant right after it is a bit much. Friend ? Are you serious! They are brothers in The Company and Im dissapointed you went with The WWE on this One. Katie Lea ok ? Wonder what this is about... The Edge and Christian thing was good, served a purpose but wasn't too much of a deal


The Divas match was easier to read then a lot of other Diva's matches. It was well written and had a bit of intensity in it. Again you had a lot of near falls, almost too much for a short enough Diva's match. Michelle with a dirty win was probably best way to go. I expect Mickie to win their next Title match but this keeps the Feud going a bit longer which is good as their aren't too many better options around.


Ok strange and almost pointless between Burchill and Brutus but The whole Katie thing. It's worthwhile adding this but I have to say, before I read the match, Im expecting Katie to screw Paul and if it happens it is probably bad booking for being obvious. If she screws Christian after making us think the opposite, good bokking. Lets see...


The Swagger interview on One hand was good. He seemed confident and it adds to the match later. It will make Triple H pissed and stuff but on the other hand, He harped on a bit too much about the whole thing. Probably Two statemants too much. The end line was good and summed up the interview...


The ECW Title match was really good. back to the ending though as I said earlier. It was so obvious what was going to happen because of how you built it up. Maybe I am looking too much into it but it ruined it for me. If it wasn't so obvious I would have been not expecting that. Despite this, It was still a good twist to happen and Christian seems unstoppable as Champion, I was hoping he would lose and swap with someone on Smackdown.


The Big Show bit saves The Batista bit. Makes it seem like a big match by having both seen to be preparing. Good idea having The GM's talk about their shows coming up to Mania. Kane talented ? The discussion was ruined by Washington running his mouth! This could have been an opening for a compettitive rivalry between Shane and Teddy, leading to a Mania interbrand match. I think a backstage interview at The Rumble is a bit too much for Ryder even though he is Ratings lol, It's a bit over the top.


LOL at Micheal Cole going insane at the end. It was a good Title match, what you would expect from them. Another screwy finish though ? I wouldn't be too impressed to watch a PPV with 3 screwy finishes in a row would you ? Just letting you know. It got across that DX are on the same page again though. Also, another face getting help against a heel ? Anyway, a good Title change is the overall thing here and it was a good match. Wait... A nice twist here. I didn't see this coming. I would have prefferd The referee to DQ Triple H instead of continuing the match. That way Triple H and Shawn could have got more intense.


Good interaction between Melina and Maryse. I like how she got braver when Masters appeared ha. This could have a Morrison/ Masters situation. I didn't know you were really going to have this on the street! It's different and I could understand it being long and hard to write. It was creative and had some good spots in it that wouldn't normally be there. The match was really good but I didn't like the finish of a sumbission outdoors. Also Two New Champions on the same night is always a little questionable. Overall well done on writting this match.



Cena and Punk staking their claims before hand make me think they will go far in The Rumble. I am not going to go step by step for this Rumble. I am going to read through it and comment on the big things as I would be here all day... So Sheamus had a good start by making a few eliminations but then gets thrown out by Morrison ? Don't have them feud it's too fresh after the real One. Finally Punk and Kingston eliminate someone, they have been in 20 Minutes thought it would have happened already. I expected Jackson to eliminate a few as he is big and the ring was full but only One for now it seems. Cena makes a good start as well. LOL at jackson elimination. It is the ebst way to book him going out so good job there. Did you just kill off Hardy's momentum just like that ? I find it funny but weird booking. Austin!!!!!!!!!!!! Good surprise. Finally he gets to Punk. Good idea having Punk eliminate Austin after. I am looking forward to these Two going at it. Why is MVP taking Orton out ? Aww no you have pushed Ryder and Kingston way too much in my opinion. I know it's your choice but. EDGE!!! My prediction! He was the ebst man to win and with the injury as well it makes it even better.


Overall: It was a good PPV. The lenght, colouring and match detail was really good. Some of The booking desicions where strange but The Austin/ Punk situation and Christian/Katie are interesting. Well done on writting this
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So, the Rumble was my first event that I've read in this thread (I tend to pick things up from the most recent event), and I am definitely interested. First off, the fact that you still have ECW, and are taking it seriously, is a huge plus in my book. The triple threat match was really fun to read, and I'm especially interested in seeing more Zach Ryder in the future.

The fact that you have Swagger as the world champion is really cool, because most people tend to ignore him. But more importantly I'm looking forward to seeing where the Triple H-Shawn Michaels things goes.

The New York Brawl was probably the best match I've read since I became a member of the site. Definitely innovative, actually seeing a STREET FIGHT in the literal sense of the word. Stoked that Jericho won the belt!

Finally, the rumble match was really fun to read! Seeing Edge come from injury, and seeing Austin in the rumble (Even if it was for, like, two minutes) was really cool

In ending, I'm definitely subbing the story. Looking forward to reading the road to wrestlemania!

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