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~Friday Night SmackDown~
April 20th, 2007
New Orleans Arena
New Orleans, Louisiana



"I don’t owe you a title shot… you owe me… an apology."





We open the broadcast with a highlights package of last week's show, focusing on the return to duty of Teddy Long and his announcement of the main event, a Triple Threat Match featuring Edge, Mr. Kennedy and Chris Benoit, and then the indefinite suspension levied on Umaga, which of course lead to Teddy firing Jonathan Coachman. We now cut to action from the triple threat, with all three men battling back and forth, until Edge appears to have the match won... only for there to be no referee to make the three count! The action rages on, with Benoit recovering to pin Kennedy for the win, only for Edge to strike... and attack him with a steel chair! Edge now coerces Kennedy into a con-chair-to... but here comes Batista to make the save! Batista storms into the ring and dispatches Kennedy... only for Edge to crack him with the chair too! With all three men down, Edge then lines Benoit up... for a vicious one man con-chair-to, an absolutely sickening moment, with the video ending as we see Edge standing tall, while Batista, Kennedy and Benoit are down and out around him.

After the usual SmackDown intro video, we head into the arena, a massive pyro display welcoming us to the show. As the camera zooms across the arena, taking in the sights and sounds of the capacity crowd, we hear from our announce team...


Michael Cole: Last week, we crowned a new Number One Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship. Batista and Chris Benoit we scheduled to meet tonight, but after the actions of Edge as we went off the air last week, there is chaos and confusion as we kick off another episode of Friday Night SmackDown! Hello everyone, I'm Michael Cole, alongside me as always is 'JBL' and Tazz, and fellas, it was an incredible performance last week from Chris Benoit to earn himself a title shot, only for Edge to snatch it away from him.

Tazz: I don't think I've ever been prouder of Chris Benoit than I was last week. The guy's in the twilight of his career, he's lookin' to hang up the boots this summer, but he wants to go out with a bang, and he looked he coulda got it tonight against Batista, only for Edge to put 'im on the shelf... maybe even permanently.

John Bradshaw Layfield: He went out with a bang alright, it's still ringin' in 'is ears a week later! But forget Benoit, Edge for the second time in less than two weeks was robbed by incompetent refereerin'. Just like at WrestleMania, Edge had the match won, he had the three count, but he couldn't get it 'cause we didn't have a referee. Chris Benoit didn't earn that title opportunity, he stole it! If ya' ask me, it was nothin' more than Benoit deserved!

Michael Cole: Well, we're gonna try and give you an update on the condition of Chris Benoit later tonight. As it stands though, by order of Teddy Long, Edge and Mr. Kennedy are gonna battle tonight in our main event, and the winner will face Batista next week in the United Kingdom for the World Heavyweight Championship.

Tazz: And I never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually rootin' for Kennedy tonight! I don't think Edge deserves another shot, I think he oughta be suspended quite frankly. I hope Kennedy puts 'im in his place tonight.

We now cut to the ring, and in a surprising move, we see that The New Breed are already in the ring. As the music dies down, the crowd now turns their attention to the ring, with boos ringing out in the direction of Elijah Burke as he holds a microphone in his hand. Monty Brown glares at the fans, while Layla motions for quiet as Burke readies himself to speak...

Elijah Burke: Incase you people don't know who we are, allow me to introduce ourselves. I... am Elijah Burke. This man... is Monty Brown. And this sweet sugar right here... is Layla. And we are... The New Breed.

A few boos are heard from the crowd, Layla scowling at the fans for doing so...

Elijah Burke: And incase you're wonderin' why we're out here right now... I'm gonna fill ya' all in. Ever since we showed up on SmackDown, we made it clear we wanted the gold. We wanted... The Hooligans.

Pop for the mention of the champions, which Burke ignores...

Elijah Burke: But so far, we ain't got 'em. So we had to go out and make a lil' noise, get their attention, and take matters into our own hands.

Brown now turns to look at Elijah, the two nodding to each other, before Monty looks back to the crowd in menacing fashion...

Elijah Burke: But Teddy Long?

Burke laughs to himself and shakes his head...

Elijah Burke: Ol' Teddy, he didn't like that. He wants us to wait a while. And y'know what? We OK with that.

Burke turns and rather sarcastically nods his head at Layla, who turns to the crowd and does the same...

Elijah Burke: If Paul London is really as banged up as he says he is, then fine... we'll wait. 'Cause when we do eventually get 'em in the ring, we don't want nothin' to taint our victory. We don't no excuses.

In a rather over the top fashion, Burke rubs his jaw and raises his eyebrows...

Elijah Burke: But... if ya' ask me... Paul London, he ain't hurt. Naw. His knee's fine. London and Kendrick... they runnin' scared o' us. They just don't wanna face us and lose like men. But I'm all man, ain't that right baby girl?

A smug look of satisfaction crosses Layla's face as she nods and shouts “That's right!” in agreement...

Elijah Burke: So they got the night off, which means me and Monty, we're just gonna have to show 'em how it's done. And since Teddy Long said last week that all we had to do was show up and he'd give us a challenger, well... we ain't gonna wait. We ain't gonna hang around.

Burke now heads towards the ropes, opening his hand up the aisle...

Elijah Burke: We right here Teddy! And we ain't leavin' 'til you give us somebody worthy of our precious time. So c'mon Teddy, who ya' got? Let's see 'em Teddy! Let's-

”OH YEAH!...”

*LIVE FOR THE MOMENT...*


The crowd comes alive with a resounding cheer as the United States Champion Matt Hardy bounds onto the stage, taking everyone by surprise. Hardy fires up the crowd, slapping as many hands as he can, before he makes his way down the aisle...


Michael Cole: Oh my! It's the United States Champion, Matt Hardy! The man who's been on such a roll so far in 2007, Hardy I guess has been handpicked by Teddy Long to be one half of The New Breed's opponents this evening.

Tazz: What a pick that is by Teddy Long! Matt Hardy, a guy who's got 'is own problems right now with Finlay, but I guess when the call came from the G.M., he was more than happy to step up.

John Bradshaw Layfield: Yeah but who's his partner gonna be? He ain't gonna fight 'em alone, even Hardy's not that stupid!

Although initially taken aback, the confidence quickly returns to Burke and Brown as they now goad Hardy into entering the ring, Burke even sitting down on the middle rope and motioning for Hardy to step through. Matt is wise to their game though, shaking his head and wagging his finger, preferring to stand his ground as the foot of the ring, a knowing smile on his face, suggesting he knows exactly who his partner is going to be...

*I WALK ALONE...*


And the roof nearly blows off the arena as the fans give a massive welcome to Batista! The World Heavyweight Champion confidently strides out from the back, crouching down to set off an explosion of pyro, before he then heads down the aisle to join Hardy...


John Bradshaw Layfield: Aw, you gotta be kiddin' me!

Michael Cole: Here comes Matt Hardy's tag team partner! Here comes the World Heavyweight Champion! Here comes... 'The Animal'!

Tazz: Man, what a team Teddy Long's put together here! Burke and Brown, they don't look all that cocky anymore, do they?

Indeed they don't, as in the ring, Burke and Brown look at each other with concerned looks on their faces, with Layla trying to rally the troops, looking to get the pair to calm down and focus. Batista joins Matt, the two sharing a quick nod of the head to each other, before they storm into the ring... and the match is on!

Match 1: Tag Team Match
World Heavyweight Champion Batista and United States Champion Matt Hardy vs. The New Breed w/ Layla

Batista and Matt slide under the bottom rope, and they instantly take the fight to Burke and Brown, with Batista unloading with big right hands on Brown that drive him to the ropes, while Hardy tackles Burke to the canvas, smacking him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Burke covers up then rolls under the bottom rope to safety, while Batisa sends Brown for the ride... into a massive spinebuster! 'The Animal' roars to his feet, with Brown stumbling to the ropes... clothesline from Hardy sends him sprawling to the floor! The crowd goes wild as Hardy and Batista take the fight early to The New Breed, with Layla desperately trying to regroup her team on the outside. Batista and Hardy stand tall in the ring, ready and waiting for Burke and Brown to return to action, while the referee tries to restore some order, eventually managing to usher Batista to the corner. Hardy waits for The New Breed to collude, with it being decided that Burke will be the man to get the match underway proper for them. Burke and Hardy snap into a tie up, with Hardy working into a standing side hadlock. Burke shoves Matt into the ropes... but Hardy runs him over with a shoulderblock! Hardy quickens the pace by coming off the ropes, but Burke avoids him with a leapfrog, then drops down as Hardy runs over the top... but Matt puts the breaks on, and catches Burke unaware... inverted DDT! Here's a cover... 1... 2... Burke kicks out, and he quickly scurries to his corner to tag in Brown.

Brown takes his time entering the ring, not wanting to be caught off guard, engaging Hardy in a tie up and over powering Matt as he gets on the side headlock. Hardy backs into the ropes, then uses the momentum to fire Brown across... Brown bowls Hardy over with a shoulderblock! Feeling he can take control, Monty hoists Hardy up and shoves him into the corner, unloading with hard right hands to the midsection. Brown then goes for the Irish whip across, but Hardy reverses... and follows in with a corner clothesline! Hardy hangs on... then comes out of the corner with a bulldog! With Brown down, Hardy crawls over... and tags in Batista! 'The Animal' storms into the ring, running through Brown with a clothesline, then he keeps on running to knock Burke off the apron. Batista turns back to Brown, driving him to the corner, where he unloads with a series of shoulder thrusts to the gut, before he goes for the Irish whip across... Brown reverses and follows in... into a boot to the face! Brown stumbles back... and Batista explodes from the corner with a clothesline! Brown is down again, and Batista decides to bring Hardy back into the match. Matt pushes himself onto the second rope, waiting for Brown to make it back to a knee... diving elbow drop to the back of the head! Here's a cover... 1... 2... Bruke runs in to make the save, but this only serves to draw Batista into the ring, the referee stepping in to try get Batista out of the ring. The distraction is enough for Burke to try a cheap shot on Hardy, but Matt blocks his right hand, snapping back with rights of his own... only for Brown to grab Hardy from behind... and rock him with a back suplex side slam! Hardy is planted to the canvas, the distraction from Burke enough for Brown to take advantage, and as we head for the first commercial of the night, it appears The New Breed are about to take control of this match.

*Commercial*


And indeed when we return we see action from during the commercial, where Hardy tries to fight back, only to be caught by Brown with a lifting spinning spinebuster, gaining The New Breed a near fall. Back to real time, and Hardy is being worked over by Burke in the corner, alternating rights to the face and chops to the chest finding their mark. Brown tags back in, and he goes for more high impact moves, doing damage with a backbreaker and then a vertical suplex, both gaining 2 counts. Brown yanks Matt to the heel’s corner, laying in with kicks to the midsection that drive Hardy down to the canvas. Burke tags in, and he heads across the ring, lines Hardy up, then charges... springs up... outer limitz elbow! Burke gets all of the impressive move, and he drags Matt away from the ropes and hooks the leg... 1... 2... Hardy kicks out! Brown tags back in, and he does more damage to the midsection as he unloads with stiff knees and punches to the gut, causing Hardy to crumple to the canvas in pain. Quick tags are now made as Burke and Brown isolate Hardy from Batista, ‘The Animal’ pacing back and forth on the apron, trying to rally Hardy into making the tag. In the corner, Burke lands three punches to the midsection, then finishes off the combination with a big uppercut, before he fires Matt off the ropes... flying forearm smash! After another near fall, Brown comes back in, and he again goes for high impact as he drills more knees to the gut, then hooks Matt up... exploder suplex! Brown goes for the cover... 1... 2... Batista makes the save, returning the favour from earlier. Brown tags in Burke, but before he leaves the ring, he takes Matt up and down with a backbreaker, but keeps him perched on his knee... so Burke can enter the ring with a slingshot guillotine elbow drop! Hardy’s body is contorted on impact, and once Brown leaves the ring, the ref counts... 1... 2... Hardy stays alive!

Burke senses that Hardy is close to defeat, so he looks to wear him down by locking on a bodyscissors, trying to squeeze the life out of the United States Champion. Hardy groans in pain, trying to reach the ropes, but Burke wrenches on the hold in the centre of the ring, and slowly but surely Hardy starts to fade. On the apron, Batista starts to stomp his feet, trying to get the crowd into the match, and as the noise level starts to rise, Hardy finds a burst of strength that enables him to throw a back elbow to the side of the head... and a second... and a third finally breaks the hold! Both men stumbles back to their feet, with Hardy now landing right hands to the face... but a well placed knee to the midsection quickly ends the rally. Burke now shoves Hardy chest first into a neutral corner, before he heads across the ring, lines Hardy up... then charges in... ELIJAH EXPRESS... NO! Hardy steps aside... and Burke crashes into the turnbuckle! Both men are down and in pain, crawling to their corners... Burke tags in Brown... but here comes Batista! 'The Animal' bursts into action, charging at Brown to bowl him over with a shoulderblock! Brown is back up, but a clothesline puts him down again. Brown tries to pull himself up with the ropes, but Batista is right on him, sending him off the opposite side... big boot to the face! Brown is down, but here comes Burke... but Batista sees him coming... and sends him flying with a big back body drop!

Now Hardy is back on his feet, and he races at Brown... and catches him with the side effect! The referee quickly steps in though, ushering Matt to the corner, trying to get back to just the legal men in the ring... but with the ref distracted, that allows Burke to attack from behind... and hook Batista up... for the ELIJAH EXPERIENCE! Batista is absolutely drilled, and now Burke heads to the corner, screaming for Brown to make the cover... and here it is... 1... 2... Batista rolls a shoulder! The arena erupts as 'The Animal' stays in the match, with Burke unable to believe it. With Batista down and hurt, Burke calls for Brown to tag him in, which he does, allowing Burke into the ring with the intentions of ending the match. He sees Batista in the corner, dragging himself up, and once again charges in... ELIJAH EXPRESS... NO! Batista sees him coming, turns... and catches Burke with a massive SPINEBUSTER! Batista bursts back to his feet, shaking the ropes, roaring to the crowd, but wait, here comes Brown into the ring... Batista ducks his clothesline... Hardy slips into the ring... and Brown runs right at him... kick... TWIST OF FATE!! Hardy takes Brown out of the equation, meaning all he has to do is sit back and watch as Batista yanks Burke up, takes him in, then hoists him up into the air... BATISTA BOMB!! Burke is hammered to the canvas in emphatic fashion, Batista going for the cover and getting the 1... 2... 3!

Winners: Batista and Matt Hardy @ 11.27

A hard fought victory, but Hardy and Batista manage to eventually put Burke and Brown away. Batista and Matt join each other in the centre of the ring, the referee handing over their titles, the pair of champions raising them high in the air to a nice pop from the crowd. On the outside, Brown drags Burke from the ring, helping his partner stay on his feet, while Layla scowls and shouts back at Hardy and Batista, the champions barely noticing her as they head for opposite corners to celebrate with the fans as we head to another commercial.

*Commercial*


*Video Package*


We open to a dismal, rainy scene, a solemn church bell ringing loudly in the background. We slowly see peasants trudging through the rain and mud of what appears to be an eighteenth century town, everybody dressed like pilgrims of the time. As the camera pans, we see a rather portly town crier, who rings a handbell to a much faster beat than the previous church bell...

Town Crier: Hear ye! Hear ye! Thy day of reckoning is upon us!

We hear the clang of a nearby blacksmith hammering down on a piece of raw metal, with the close up revealing the blacksmith to be none other than SmackDown’s own Matt Hardy, dressed in the traditional garb...

Town Crier: Just as the weeds are collected and burned up with fire, so shall it be at the end of the age!

Hardy tosses his hammer aside and slowly trudges off camera, passing the town reverend, who just so happens to be Mr. Kennedy, with Kennedy also dressed in the church fashion of the time...

Town Crier: I tell thee my friends, do not fear thee who kill the body, and after that can do no more!

Kennedy glances down at the bible in his hands, then tosses it down into the mud, before he follows Hardy off camera...

Town Crier: But I will warn you whom to fear! Fear him who, after he has killed, has authority to cast thee into hell!

A man in a horse slowly approaches, the man being revealed as Batista. ‘The Animal’ quickly drops down off the horse, the buckle on his boots clunking heavily as he lands before he too walks off camera...

Town Crier: I tell thee, on the day of judgment people will give account for every careless word they speak!

We now see Edge chopping wood, aggressively swinging an axe into a log set up on a stump, but he soon wipes the wet hair from his face, tosses the axe aside and exits the scene...

Town Crier: So speak and so act as those who are to be judged under the law of liberty. For judgment is without mercy to one who has shown no mercy!

King Booker and Queen Sharmell sit on thrones like a Mayor and Mayorness, with Booker soon standing up out of his chair, leaving Sharmell behind as he heads out of the frame...

Town Crier: For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you.

The town magistrate is played by Chris Benoit, complete with wig, who suddenly sits upright from behind the bench of his courtroom and storms out of the building mid trial, leaving behind a full courtroom of confused people...

Town Crier: And when they have finished their testimony, the beast that rises from the bottomless pit will make war on them and conquer them and kill them!

We now see practically the entire SmackDown roster, all dressed for the time, stood surrounding the Town Crier, who now has a petrified look on his face…

Town Crier: Oh death, where is your victory? Oh death, where is your sting?

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the Town Crier is clobbered by Umaga, who is dressed as he normally would be. Umaga now stands with one foot on the chest of the crier, the camera looking down on him in pain, but he manages to get in the last word as he shouts...

”Judgment Day... is upon us!”



"WWE JUDGMENT DAY – MAY 20TH - LIVE ON PAY-PER-VIEW!"

*End Video Package*


We return to the office of SmackDown's General Manager Teddy Long, who stands infront of a television set, watching footage from the previous match , smiling as he sees Batista put Elijah Burke away to win the match up. Clearly feeling pleased and satisfied that he's sent enough of a message to The New Breed, Tedy points the remote at the TV, the screen going black. Suddenly, a knock at the door is heard, but before Teddy can answer, we hear the door swing open, the camera panning to reveal... it's Jonathan Coachman? The man who Teddy Long fired last week is back, with an incredibly smug grin on his face as he steps towards Teddy...

Jonathan Coachman: Well, well, Teddy Long. Good to see ya' again buddy! Y'know, I was really hoping to catch up with you last week, but unfortunately... well, you know what you did. I take it you got the memo?

Teddy rather reluctantly nods his head, reaching into his jacket pocket to pull out a folded piece of paper...

Teddy Long: Oh I got it, playa. Signed, sealed, delivered by Mr. McMahon himself. Says I can't fire or suspend you. I gotta keep you around, for some reason.

Coachman nods smugly...

Jonathan Coachman: Well, Mr. McMahon clearly recognises an important part of his business when he sees one. He knows how valuable a commodity I am to this company and to the SmackDown brand. I just wish you had as brilliant a business mind as he does Teddy, then you'd see it too.

Teddy shakes his head, almost in disgust, while 'Coach' peps up, looking like he's ready to get right back to work...

Jonathan Coachman: So, how's this gonna work? I mean, I'm assuming you won't want to make Mr. McMahon angry again, so what, we'll share duties and be Co-General Managers or somethin'? Obviously, I'll be more in control than you will, I'll be more hands on, but I'll let you make a match or two every now and then. Y'know, just to keep you on your toes.

From behind his glasses, Teddy raises his eyebrows in surprise...

Teddy Long: Excuse me?

'Coach' ignores Teddy, clearly in a world of his own right now as he looks around the office, mumbling a few words about redecorating...

Jonathan Coachman: Now listen, I wanna talk about a few things. Now that I'm back and my job is more secure than ever, I think we need to discuss the layout of this office. I mean, since we're gonna be sharin', I was thinkin'-

Teddy Long: Whoa, hold up, hold up a second there, playa.

Pop from inside the arena as 'Coach' is stopped in his tracks...

Teddy Long: What on earth are you talkin' about? Mr. McMahon mighta said I had to keep you under contract... but he didn't say nothin' about what kinda job I can give you. And lemme tell ya' this, you and me... we ain't sharin' a job, and we ain't sharin' this office.

Another pop as the smug grin drains from Coachman's face, a look worry now starting to creep in...

Jonathan Coachman: So... what did you have in mind?

Teddy Long: Well... I thought maybe you could start by cleanin' the restrooms.

Coachman's jaw nearly hits the floor, while laughter is heard from the crowd...

Teddy Long: But tell ya' the truth 'Coach', I don't really care what you do. I might not be able to fire you, and that's Mr. McMahon's prerogative. It's his company, he's entitled to say that. But as far as I'm concerned, you can show up every week and do absolutely nothin'.

Another pop...

Teddy Long: Just show up, pick up a pay cheque and get on outta here. It ain't my money, it's Mr. McMahon's money, and if he's happy with you getting' paid for doin' nothin', then that's fine with me.

'Coach' shakes his head, not quite understanding...

Teddy Long: Honestly, 'Coach'? You can do whatever you wanna do. I don't care what ya' do, just stay outta my way when ya' do it. Ya' dig?

Bemusement crosses Coachman's face as he throws his hands up in disbelief...

Jonathan Coachman: You're makin' a big mistake here, Teddy. I mean, you expect me to hang around backstage, out there with those idiots? I'm an executive, OK? I don't belong out there, I belong in offices like this, making the big decisions!

'Coach' shakes his head and shivers, disgusted at the thought of hanging out with the common backstage workers...

Jonathan Coachman: I mean, c'mon Teddy, I was Mr. McMahon's Executive Assistant, and I did a heck of a job doin' it, why else would he keep me around? I can do the same for you Teddy? All those little problems you don't wanna deal with, I can take care of them. Or... or make you freshly brewed coffee before every show? Dry clean your suits!? Teddy, I'm beggin' ya', please! I'll do anything!

Desperate, 'Coach' grabs hold of Teddy's lapels, but quickly let's go when he realises he's creasing Teddy's suit, trying his best to smooth over the creases before he looks at the G.M. with puppy dog eyes...

Teddy Long: Anything?

Jonathan Coachman: Anything! You name it, it's done!

Teddy pauses, letting out an exaggerated “Hmmm...” as he taps a finger on his chin...

Teddy Long: Well, like I said... we do need somebody to clean the restrooms. Why don't you take yo'self down the hallway and find a bucket and mop?

More laughs from inside the arena, with 'Coach' now dropping to his knees...

Jonathan Coachman: No. No, Teddy... please?

Long reaches down, helping 'Coach' back to his feet, before he points him in the direction of the door...

Teddy Long: Get ta' steppin', playa. I'll holla at ya' from the third stall.

A final, desperate look of despair buys Coachman no sympathy, with Teddy nodding towards the door. Coachman's expression now changes to one of anger, humiliated by what he's been asked to do, glaring at Teddy before he storms off. Teddy is left behind, shaking his head as he watches 'Coach' leave, before he picks the remote control up once more and points it towards the television set...

And as he presses a button, we snap back into the arena to hear...

*RAGE...*


The arena is on its feet in appreciation as Bryan Danielson steps out from the back. As always, it's a look of steely determination in his eyes as he walks down the aisle, pumping his fist to the fans before he enters the ring...


Michael Cole: Well, I guess that's a bit of a comedown for Jonathan Coachman. We kicked off the show last week with him as our Interim General Manager, this week's he's cleanin' the bathroom!

Tazz: Ya' shouldn't laugh really, it's gotta be hard on 'im... but it's damn sure funny to see it! And it couldn't have happen to a better guy!

Michael Cole: And here comes the man who last week, made our very own former WWE Champion, John Bradshaw Layfield, tap out, right infront of the announce desk. How ya' feelin' this week, partner?

John Bradshaw Layfield: You shut your damn mouth, ya' hear me?! Don't even speak to me about this wannabe, this nobody. The guy doesn't even deserve to be in a WWE arena, and he doesn't deserve the honour of my broadcast analysis.

Tazz: I think he deserves a raise after what he did to you last week. Hell, I'll chip in for it myself...

*PAPARAZZI...*


Not much of a reaction for Joey Mercury, who looks as A-list as always as he struts down the aisle in his fur coat and sunglasses, pointing and shouting a few comments at the ringside fans...


Michael Cole: We haven't seen a whole lot of Joey Mercury as of late, but a win right here against Bryan Danielson would really shake things up in the cruiserweight division.

Tazz: It'd be an upset for sure. Danielson's been chasin' Gregory Helms and the Cruiserweight Championship for months now, but if Mercury won here, you gotta say that puts him right in the frame for a title shot too.

John Bradshaw Layfield: I hope he breaks that Danielson punk in half. Infact, ya' remember what happened to Mercury's face about six months ago? I hope that happens to Danielson tonight, only ten times worse!

Michael Cole: No prizes for guessin' who you'll be rootin' for in this one then...

Match 2:
Bryan Danielson
vs. Joey Mercury

Danielson and Mercury snap into a collar and elbow tie up, with Mercury quickly working it into a standing side headlock, grinding on Danielson’s neck. Bryan manages to shove Mercury into the ropes, only to be run over with a shoulderblock. Quickening the pace, Mercury comes off the ropes, but Danielson avoids him with a leapfrog… then takes Mercury down with an armdrag! Mercury is right back up… running into a hiptoss! Stumbling to his feet, Mercury is again caught as Danielson unloads with stiff uppercuts, then uses kicks to the legs to drive Mercury to the corner. Danielson goes for an Irish whip across, but Mercury counters… then follows in… into a back elbow to the face! Mercury stumbles away, as Bryan pushes himself onto the second rope… missile dropkick! Bryan hooks the leg… 1… 2… Mercury kicks out. Danielson yanks Mercury against the turnbuckle, unloading with a flurry of kicks to the chest, before he fires Mercury across the ring and follows in… corner elbow smash! Danielson backs away, as Mercury stumbles towards him… into a northern lights suplex! 1… 2… again Mercury kicks out. Danielson now looks to apply some pressure as he steps in, then hooks Mercury up and leans back… surfboard! Danielson applies the painful submission hold, looking for an early tap out, with Mercury crying out in pain, but eventually he’s able to force himself over, causing Bryan to break the hold. Danielson is in clear control, and he looks to press this home as he fires Mercury off the ropes… but Bryan lowers his head… and a kick to the chest snaps him up… allowing Mercury to score a falling clothesline! Mercury finally manages to get some offense in, and he moves quickly to take out his frustrations, unloading with stomp after stomp to the body of Danielson, before he drops an elbow for a near fall.

Mercury now looks to continue to go on the attack, dropping down to land rapid fire rights to the temple, before he yanks Danielson up… then drops him with a falling neckbreaker! Here’s a cover… 1… 2… Bryan kicks out. Mercury looks to stay on the offensive as he lands a few stomps to the face, then he again targets the neck, this time shoving Danielson’s throat across the middle rope, then charging off the opposite rope… to drop the leg across the neck! Bryan splutters and coughs, but after Mercury scores yet another near fall, he quickly works Danielson into a grounded headlock. Mercury wrenches on the neck, trying to wear Danielson down, but as the noise level from the crowd rises, Danielson makes a move, forcing himself back to his feet. A pair of elbows buys him some separation, only for Mercury to land clubbing forearms to the back of the neck. Mercury then goes for an Irish whip… but Danielson runs right under his clothesline attempt… and comes off the ropes… flying forearm smash! Danielson picks up the pace, coming off the ropes… running leg lariat! Here’s a cover… 1… 2… Mercury hangs in there! Danielson looks to string together some offence, unloading with kicks to the chest, backing Mercury to the ropes, before he fires him off the opposite ropes… into an overhead belly to belly suplex! Mercury is reeling as he staggers into the corner… and here comes Danielson… corner dropkick! Only the turnbuckle is holding Mercury up, with Danielson now moving in, hoisting Mercury up, and then going up top too… hooking Mercury up for a SUPERPLEX… NO! Mercury strikes with rights to the midsection, then a headbutt knocks Danielson down. Bryan lands on his feet, but Mercury flies… looking for a FLYING CROSSBODY… NO! Danielson dives to safety… Mercury crashes to the canvas! Grabbing his surgically repaired face, Mercury isn’t fully in the game as he stumbles back up, and Danielson takes advantage… hooking Mercury up from behind… then takes him up and down, hanging on… for the CATTLE MUTILATION!! Danielson locks on his deadly submission move, Mercury desperately flailing his arms… but it’s no use… as he has to tap out!

Winner: Via Submission, Bryan Danielson @ 04.49

A strong performance from Danielson as he finishes Mercury off, releasing the submission hold and then rolling away to climb back onto his feet. The referee is quickly over to raise Bryan's hand in victory to a nice cheer, but there's no time to celebrate as...

”LISTEN...”

*IT'S TIME...*


The boos quickly break out as for the second week in a row, the Cruiserweight Champion Gregory Helms appears after Danielson's match, apparently ready to give us all a piece of his mind. Helms has his title slung over his left shoulder, a microphone in his left hand, and that oh so important petition of his in his right hand. Helms stops under the SmackDown fist, looking a little more wary after last week, but still looking as arrogant as ever as he waits for the heat of the crowd to die down...


Gregory Helms: I'm sure you people all found it real funny last week when your boy Bryan here decided to stick 'is nose in my business again, and ruin what was gonna be a great moment for me.

A slight pop from the crowd, which draws a glare from Helms…

Gregory Helms: I'm sure you all laughed. But to be honest with ya' Bryan... I just can't understand it. I really don't. I mean, you're obsession with me... that, I can understand. After all, I am the greatest cruiserweight in the history of professional wrestlin'. That's somethin' worth bein' obsessed about. But what I don't get... is why you're still chasin' after me and this title.

Helms shrugs his shoulders, beginning to now pace back and forth under the SmackDown fist…

Gregory Helms: I mean, I already beat ya' twice. I beat ya' infront o' the whole world at WrestleMania, and yet for some reason, you still think you deserve another shot at this title. But you don't deserve anythin'. And the only thing this title deserves... is to be retired as a tribute to the greatest championship reign the WWE has ever seen.

Heat from the fans, with Danielson shaking his head in the ring…

Gregory Helms: And while you people mighta had a laugh last week... I couldn't help but laugh earlier this week. Y'see, I did a little diggin' on you Bryan, to try and fully understand just why you were so obsessed with me and my title. And when I found out what I did... believe me, boy, I laughed out loud!

Danielson looks on confused, while Helms pauses, having a little laugh to himself before he addresses the fans…

Gregory Helms: Y'see, for all his accolades, for all his accomplishments in all these minor-league companies around the world, Bryan Danielson... ain't always been so successful. Believe it or not, that man in the ring right now... he's been here before. You were in the WWE before, weren't ya' Bryan?

A curious look is on Helms’ face as he waits for a response, but Danielson looks as confused as the fans are…

Gregory Helms: Yeah that’s right. About seven years ago, you had a developmental contract with the WWE. Infact, you even wrestled a few times on shows like Heat and Velocity. Hell, you even wrestled John Cena before he became a household name! But… you just didn’t quite make the cut, did ya’ Bryan?

Again Helms looks at Bryan for some kind of answer, and he appears to get it as Danielson turns away, narrowing his brow in a sign of anger…

Gregory Helms: No, no… you got released, kicked to the kerb like the piece o’ trash you really are! All this talk about what you did in Japan, all the championships you won, all the highlight reels on YouTube… It was never what you wanted. As far as you were concerned, all the fame in the indies… that was all second place. It was failure. It wasn’t what you wanted.

Danielson now leans against the ropes, his head bowed down ever so slightly, a devilish smirk etched on Helms’ face…

Gregory Helms: You didn’t wanna be wrestlin’ infront of 20 people in a high school gym, you wanted to be here in the WWE, wrestlin’ infront of thousands of people. You wanted to be Cruiserweight Champion! You wanted… to be me, didn’t ya’ Bryan?

A good amount of heat for that last comment, with Danielson shaking his head in disagreement…

Gregory Helms: And that’s when it all made sense. That’s why you’re still chasin’ me and this title, ain’t it? It’s nothin’ but pure, ol’ fashioned jealousy!

More heat, but Helms presses on, determined to prove his point…

Gregory Helms: You like to play the indie darlin’ card, you like to point out where you came from, but it’s nothin’ but a pack o’ lies. You ain’t nothin’ but a fraud!

Becoming more animated, Helms again turns to fans, pointing at them…

Gregory Helms: And these people, they lap it up. They love it! They love hearin’ about how you travelled the world, honed your skills, perfected your craft, and it’s all a bunch o’ crap! And here I am, puttin’ together the greatest title reign this company has ever seen, bringin’ back prestige and honour to the title, and I still don’t get the respect I deserve!

Helms is fuming, shouting into the mic, his face shaking in anger…

Gregory Helms: I’ve spent the last four hundred and forty seven days puttin’ this title back on the map, I put the pride back in this division, I beat everybody put infront o’ me, and what do I get for it? An internet phoney, a minor league fraud for a challenger, and I beat your ass TWICE too!

Pausing to compose himself, Helms gives Danielson a look of disgust, while Bryan narrows his eyes, seething at what he’s hearing…

Gregory Helms: Ever since you got here, you’ve done nothin’ but lie to these fans. You ain’t a guy who travelled the world to become a better wrestler. You’re a guy who travelled the world… because you’re a WWE reject.

More heat…

Gregory Helms: And now that I know all this… I ain’t even gonna give you the time o’ day. You, Bryan Danielson… are beneath me.

That one seems to strike a chord, as it’s Bryan who’s now shaking in anger as he grits his teeth…

Gregory Helms: Y’know, after what you did to me last week, I was willin’ to give you a title shot if it meant I could get a chance to kick your ass one more time. But now? I ain’t steppin’ into a ring with you ever again.

Helms makes sure to emphasis his words by pointing at the ring, letting them sink in as he waits to carry on…

Gregory Helms: Teddy Long told me he was bringin’ in the best in the world to finally give me a challenge. But all I got… was you. Teddy Long lied to me… and you lied to me too.

Bryan rolls his eyes in frustration, with Helms shaking his head as he methodically delivers his final line…

Gregory Helms: I don’t owe you a title shot… you owe me… an apology.

A chilling way to end things as Helms goes silent, the only sound being heard is the boos of the crowd. Helms stares at the ring, smirk on his face, feeling pleased with himself and what he’s had to say. In the ring, Danielson’s eyes pierce the camera lens, a look of rage in his face as he struggles to come to terms with the sheer nerve of what Helms has said. Helms continues to stare, before he shakes his head, almost in disappointment, before he turns and heads backstage, leaving Danielson in the ring, the crowd still booing as we head to a commercial.

*Commercial*


*Video Package*

A black screen fills the frame, as the opening chords of ‘Booyaka 619’ begin to play. As the music starts to grow, we fade into a match from the July 8th, 1996 episode of Monday Nitro, where Rey Mysterio hits a hurricanrana on Dean Malenko, hanging on tightly for the three count, with Tony Schiavone making the call...

”WE’VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!”

Narrator: For years he has defied the laws of gravity…

We now fade in on Halloween Havoc ’97, where Mysterio soars through the air, over the top rope, crashing down on Eddie Guerrero with a hurricanrana onto the concrete, with Bobby Heenan shouting...

”I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHIN’ LIKE THIS IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!”

Narrator: Fans across the world have marvelled at his feats of athleticism…

The June 5th, 2003 episode of Friday Night SmackDown, where Mysterio counters Matt Hardy’s Twist of Fate into a bridging pin, becoming Cruiserweight Champion once more before we see Rey celebrate with his family as Michael Cole screams…

”MYSTERIO’S THE CHAMPION! MYSTERIO WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP!”

Narrator: He was always the ultimate underdog…

SummerSlam 2005, where Mysterio and Guerrero battle once more, this time in a Ladder Match, with Rey emerging victorious as Tazz yells…

”THE FIGHT IN THIS GUY IS UNBELIEVABLE!”

Narrator: Until he climbed to the very pinnacle of sports entertainment…

And finally WrestleMania XXII, where Rey hits the 619 then hits the West Coast Pop on Randy Orton, winning the World Heavyweight Championship and paying tribute to his late friend, Eddie Guerrero, with Cole again making the call…

”DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE!”

Narrator: And now, Rey Mysterio…

We cut to a darkened wrestling ring, where Mysterio stands, his back to us, his shaved head glistening in the light as he holds his mask in his hands, raising it above his head…

Narrator: Is returning to…

Mysterio slips on the mask, the camera rapidly zooming in for a close up just as Mysterio turns…

Narrator: Friday Night SmackDown!

And we see Mysterio staring into the camera, his eyes as green as the mask adorning his face, before we fade into the following graphic…



"REY MYSTERIO - RETURNING SOON TO FRIDAY NIGHT SMACKDOWN!"


*End Video Package*


We’re back, and it’s to the sight of a smiling Kristal Marshall, ready to conduct an interview…

Kristal Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Friday Night SmackDown. And please welcome my guest at this time, 'The Rated-R Superstar'... Edge.

A strong level of heat as Edge steps into the frame, an indifferent look on his face, clearly not to happy about being interview right now...

Kristal Marshall: Edge, last week, you took part in a Triple Threat Match to determine who would face Batista for the World Heavyweight Championship tonight on SmackDown. Chris Benoit won that match, only for you to hit him with a one man con-chair-to, ruling him out of competing tonight. Edge, how can you justify such an assault?

Edge looks shocked, taken aback and almost offended by the question...

Edge: Justification? You want me to justify my actions last week? How about the fact that just like at WrestleMania, I got screwed outta another victory 'cause of an incompetent referee?! Is that enough justification?

Edge takes a few steps towards Kristal, causing the interviewer to cower slightly in fear...

Edge: I shouldn't have even been in that match last week, I should've been the champion two damn weeks ago!

Edge claws at his hair, pausing in an effort to compose himself...

Edge: I got screwed at WrestleMania, and I got screwed again last week, and I'm startin' to get really pissed off about it! Chris Benoit, he just happened to be the unlucky one who took advantage of my misfortune.

A sneer crosses Edge’s face, which draws heat from inside the arena...

Edge: It didn't matter to me if it was Benoit or Kennedy who won, I wasn't lettin' the winner leave the ring on their own two feet last week. That title shot was never Chris Benoit's... it was mine. I earned it. The question shouldn't be how do I justify my actions... the question should be, how does Chris Benoit look himself in the eye after he stole my title shot last week? Although...

Edge stops, laughing to himself...

Edge: I guess after what I did to him... he was too out of it to look at anythin'.

Another laugh from Edge, at which Kristal shakes her head in disgust, before she pulls the mic away to ask a follow up question...

Kristal Marshall: Well, Edge, tonight you get another opportunity to become number one contender when you and Mr. Kennedy face each other, the winner taking on Batista next week in London, England.

Nodding along, Edge interjects to answer quickly...

Edge: Yeah, and tonight's when I set straight the travesty that happened last week. I don't have any problem in particular with Kennedy... I just know that I've been screwed outta the World Heavyweight Championship so many times now... that I’m gonna do whatever it takes to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Turning to the camera, a serious demeanour crosses Edge’s face...

Edge: So Kennedy, you should consider yourself lucky you didn’t win last week and wind up in a hospital like Chris Benoit did. But this week... it’s just unlucky for you that you’ve gotta step into the ring... with me.

Edge continues to stare down the camera, a eerie look in his eyes, before he finally decides to leave and walk off camera. Kristal watches Edge go, shaking her head once again, the camera focusing on her for a few seconds longer before we head back into the arena.

And we cut to see the rather sombre looking faces of our announce team...


Michael Cole: Well, uh... certainly some rather strong words there from Edge ahead of his match tonight with Mr. Kennedy, the winner of that one’s gonna face Batista next week in the United Kingdom for the World Heavyweight Championship. And clearly, there was no remorse whatsoever from Edge with regards to his actions towards Chris Benoit last week.

Tazz: I think Edge is a real piece o’ work, I don’t like the guy, and what I’m gettin’ sick and tired o’ hearin’ him whine and complain ‘cause of accidents involvin’ referees. I mean me and you both wrestled in that ring ‘JBL’, that kinda thing happens all the time, but it ain’t anybody’s fault. To use that as an excuse for what he did to Benoit? That’s a real gutless thing to do, man. The guy’s got no class whatsoever.

John Bradshaw Layfield: The guy has a right to be mad, he’s been screwed outta the World Heavyweight Championship TWICE! Don’t sit there and tell me you wouldn’t be pissed off about that.

Tazz: Hell yeah I’d be pissed off, but I wouldn’t go around smackin’ guys with con-chair-tos ‘cause of it!

Michael Cole: Well it was Benoit who was on the receivin’ end last week, and folks after SmackDown went off the air, Chris Benoit was taken to a local medical facility in Baltimore and he underwent a series of tests. From what we understand, the diagnosis wasn’t good. Benoit suffered a severe concussion, one that’s ruled him out of action this week and for the foreseeable future. Um... what that means folks, when you combine it with Benoit’s recent talk about wanting to hang up the boots this summer... well, it means that Chris Benoit’s career could very well... be over. Uh, obviously at this point in time we don’t have anything official to confirm that... but it doesn’t look good.

Tazz: And that’s a real shame if that’s how Benoit’s goin’-

”OOOOHH CHAVO…”

*CHAVITO ARDIENTE…*


Tazz is cut off as the music of Chavo Guerrero blares out, with Chavo and Vickie Guerrero stepping out and heading down to the ring. Chavo is dressed in jeans and a white shirt, clearly not ready to compete tonight, but both he and Vickie waste no time in striding down the aisle, a particularly angry look on Chavo's face...


Michael Cole: Uh... well, that is of course Chavo Guerrero and his Aunt Vickie on their way down to the ring. But I don't believe we were scheduled to hear from Chavo tonight.

John Bradshaw Layfield: Last week Chavo told Rey Mysterio to stay home and retire, and I guess since we just saw that video of Rey's, that means he didn't listen 'im.

Tazz: And I guess Chavo's got somethin' to say about it...

Indeed he does, as when the pair enter the ring, Vickie heads to the corner and calls for a microphone, snatching it out of Tony Chimel's grasp. Vickie then hands the mic over to Chavo, who waits for the crowd to settle down before speaking...

Chavo Guerrero: So... I guess from that video we all just saw, that little Rey Rey's still plannin' on comin' back to SmackDown.

Big pop for the impending return of Mysterio...

Chavo Guerrero: Yeah, yeah... you people love that, don't you? You can't wait to see Rey flyin' around the ring again. Well... if it's true, then I hate to be the one to break it to ya' Rey... but you're makin' a big... big... mistake.

Chavo starts to pace back and forth across the canvas, while Vickie stands still, a look of admiration on her face...

Chavo Guerrero: Y'see, last summer when I took that steel chair and I smacked it off your skull and cost you the World Heavyweight Championship, I didn't do it 'cause I was jealous or anythin'.

Chavo shakes his head...

Chavo Guerrero: And then last October when I smashed a chair off your knee and tried to end you career... it wasn't 'cause I was scared of what you might do to me.

And now he wags a finger...

Chavo Guerrero: I did both those things... for revenge. Revenge for the crimes you committed against ma familia... my family... Los Guerreros. The most famous wrestlin' family in the whole world, the pioneers of lucha libre, the heroes of an entire nation... and you robbed us blind, Rey.

The fans boo as Chavo ruefully shakes his head...

Chavo Guerrero: Lemme give you people a history lesson. Y'see, The Guerrero's are the first family of wrestling in Mexico. My grandfather Gory Guerrero, my father Chavo Sr. my uncles Mando and Hector... they're like royalty down there. My family have won titles all over the world, Mexico, Europe, Japan, they won countless awards, but here in America... and especially here in the WWE... we never got the same opportunities. Sure, we mighta won tag titles and Intercontinental or United States Championships, but to be a real World Champion? That didn't happen for Los Guerreros.

A warm smile crosses Chavo's face as he turns to look at Vickie...

Chavo Guerrero: Until of course... my Uncle Eddie.

The mention of Eddie Guerrero draws a strong cheer from the fans, with both Chavo and Vickie nodding in agreement...

Chavo Guerrero: Eddie finally made it. He finally became a world champion, he brought the ultimate success to my family. The whole family was proud, Mexico celebrated, it was a great day to be a Guerrero. I know you remember it like it was yesterday, Vickie. The day a Guerrero finally conquered the world.

Another pop...

Chavo Guerrero: But of course, you all know what happened. Sadly at the end of that year... we lost Eddie. The royal family of lucha libre... lost it's crown jewel.

Chavo lowers his head, while Vickie takes a quick glance up to the heavens...

Chavo Guerrero: And we cried, we shed a lotta tears, we mourned... and then we did what he do best. We started livin' up to our name again. We fought... like warriors.

The tone of Chavo's words become much more serious now...

Chavo Guerrero: And I vowed that I was gonna win the WWE Championship, I was gonna restore the family name, I was gonna dedicate it to the memory of Eddie. My family made it to the top, and I was gonna make sure we stayed there. Only... I never got the chance, did I Rey? No, it was you who won the Royal Rumble, and it was you who went to WrestleMania and became World Heavyweight Champion. And you had all these people behind you, you got all that support... off of my family name. You exploited my family in it's time of need... and you exploited Eddie's death.

Big time boos, to which Chavo responds with a sneer...

Chavo Guerrero: We sat at home, and we watched you dedicate match after match, title defence after title defence to Eddie's memory, and you had the nerve to think that's what Eddie wanted? It made me sick! It made all of us sick to our stomachs! You leached of my family, you used our name and our legacy for your own selfish greed, you used us to become a champion! And the whole time you were defending that title, I sat at home, and I knew deep down inside... it shoulda been me.

Chavo points a finger firmly to his own chest, before he wildly turns and starts shouting at the crowd...

Chavo Guerrero: I shoulda been champion! I shoulda been the one fightin' in Eddie's name, I shoulda been the one fightin' for his legacy!

More boos, with Vickie trying to calm Chavo down, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder...

Chavo Guerrero: But instead... it was you, Rey Mysterio... the little guy with the big heart, cryin' his eyes out week after week for his best friend Eddie... and it was all lies. And if you don't believe me... ask Vickie.

Chavo hands the mic over to Vickie, who gives Chavo's arm a quick rub, mouthing “Thank you.” as her nephew steps away...

Vickie Guerrero: I hope you can hear me when I say this, Rey. I've known you a long time, from way back when you and Eddie used to compete in WCW. Eddie, me, you and your wife Angie, we all used to be such good friends. We'd go to dinner together, we'd hang out, and you and Eddie were such good friends. And of course, Chavo was there too. And so was Dean Malenko, Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho, I remember those days so fondly.

Vickie smiles as she reminisces...

Vickie Guerrero: Eddie loved it when you were all together. Even though it was only Eddie and Chavo who were related, I know they treated you all like family. Like adopted members of the Guerrero wrestling family. At least... that's how is used to be. That's how it was before you changed, Rey. That's how it was... before you resented Eddie and his success.

And again heat from the crowd, with Vickie's face now etched in anger...

Vickie Guerrero: Eddie became a world champion, just like Jericho and Benoit, and you couldn't stand it!

Vickie shrieks as she becomes more animated, the crowd loudly booing her...

Vickie Guerrero: And when Eddie realised that, he couldn't stand being around you. That's why he challenged you to that match at WrestleMania XXI, that's why he walked out on your tag team, that's why he wanted custody of your son Dominick, 'cause he knew you were jealous of him and his success! You wanna know the truth Rey? When Eddie died, he didn't like you... Eddie hated you. And I know that your title run last year, the title run you had on the back of the Guerrero name... it would have made him as sick as all of us felt when we had to watch it.

With one final sneer into the camera, Vickie now hands the mic back to Chavo, who stares out into the crowd as they shower the ring with heat...

Chavo Guerrero: And that's the reason why I took you out, Rey. That's the reason I tried to end your career. And last week, that was the reason why I warned you to stay away. The Guerrero family... hates – your – guts! And that's why you oughta call it a day, and hang up your mask, esse.

Chavo smirks on that last comment...

Chavo Guerrero: But, since that video means you're still dead set on makin' it back... you leave me no choice. I'm challenging you to a match at Judgment Day. You and me... Last... Man... Standing.

The crowd gasp and then cheer at the prospect of Chavo and Rey meeting with such a stipulation...

Chavo Guerrero: I'm gonna snap that knee of yours all over again... and I'm gonna leave you laying in a pool of your own blood... and I'm gonna end your career once and for all... like I shoulda done last time.

Vickie now steps forward, she and Chavo right next to each other as they stare into the camera...

Chavo Guerrero: And when I do... I'm gonna dedicate it... to the memory... of my late Uncle Eddie.

*CHAVITO ARDENTE...*


Another strong outpouring of heat, the camera closing in on Chavo and Vickie, the pair having made their intentions very clear tonight...


Michael Cole: What an absolutely disgusting display from these two. I honestly can't believe I just heard that. Eddie Guerrero and Rey Mysterio were great friends right 'til the end. Sure they had their differences over the duration of their careers, but I know for a fact Eddie and Rey had a great friendship together.

John Bradshaw Layfield: You're tellin' me you disagree with the man's wife? With the guy's own family? Who knew Eddie better than Vickie and Chavo? If they say that's how Eddie really felt, then I believe 'em.

Tazz: I don't know man, that seemed pretty out there if ya' ask me. And I don't think for one second Rey betrayed the Guerrero name of family last year. We won that championship fair and square, and they he showed some real class in dedicating the victory to Eddie. Chavo's just bitter and jealous 'cause it wasn't him.

Michael Cole: But I guess now we know where and when Rey Mysterio will make his return to action. It's gonna be Judgment Day, and a Last Man Standing Match with Chavo.

Chavo and Vickie are now heading up the aisle, a mix of Chavo's music and the loud boos of the crowd filling the air, but the pair of Guerrero's look unmoved and full of conviction in what they just said as we head for a commercial.

*Commercial*


We're back with something to lighten the mood, as we see Funaki standing by, microphone in hand, ready for another interview...


Funaki: Hai! I am Funaki, SmackDown Numbah One Announceah. Hai! And please welcome, Funaki guest... Mistah Kennedy.

A very loud and very mixed reaction as Mr. Kennedy steps into the shot, at least until the boos take over. Kennedy rubs his jaw as he looks Funaki up an down, a look of disgust and bewilderment on his face...

Funaki: Mistah Kennedy, last week, you and Edge face Chris Benoit in Triple Threat Match. Benoit, he beat you, but Edge is bad loser, hits chairs of Benoit's head. Tonight, you and Edge face each other. What's – up – with – 'dat?

On commentary, 'JBL' is heard saying “How the hell does this idiot still have a job?” as Cole laughs, while Kennedy just can't believe what's going on...

Mr. Kennedy: What? I mean... what is this? What are you doin’ here? And who the hell gave you a microphone?

Funaki shrugs...

Funaki: I don’t know. But Funaki better with mic than you are!

A small pop from inside the arena is heard, with Kennedy stunned, offended...

Mr. Kennedy: Oh ho ho! Really?

Funaki nods firmly...

Mr. Kennedy: You weren’t so good with a mic when I smacked off your head a couple o’ months ago, were ya’? Infact, if I remember right, you-

Kennedy puts on the breaks as he senses somebody behind him, both he and the camera turning to reveal... it’s The Full Blooded Italians? That's right, Santino Marella had led the troops onto the interview set, Big Vito, Tony Mamaluke and Nunzio trying their best to be intimidating, while Trinity hangs on Santino's arm...

Santino Marella: Excuse-ah me Kennedy, me and-ah Funaki have some business to-ah discuss.

Kennedy stares in disbelief at Santino, and then at Funaki before he finally shakes his head and decides to give up...

Mr. Kennedy: I don’t- I don’t need this. I’m outta here. Why don’t you interview ‘The Italian Stallion’ here, Samurai Sam? Unbelievable...

Barging past The F.B.I., Kennedy continues to shake his head and is heard saying…

Mr. Kennedy: Damn freak show...

As he heads off camera, drawing a few laughs from inside the arena. Santino meanwhile has stepped forward, going nose to nose with Funaki, neither man backing down...

Santino Marella: I bet-ah you thought it was-ah really funny last-ah week when I, 'de great Santino Marella, lost to that monster Kane? I bet-ah you laughed with your friend little Jimmy?

Funaki s......s and points, nodding in agreement…

Santino Marella: Well... it's not-ah funny! It is 'de greatest outrage of all 'de times! You and your-ah smart mouth, you don't-ah impress me. And neither does-ah Kane! But... we will-ah deal with him later. As for you and your friend Jimmy... we deal-ah with you two next week.

Marella takes a few steps forward, nose to nose with Funaki…

Santino Marella: We challenge you to-ah match. You and Jimmy, against-ah Tony and Nunzio. Capisci?

In the background, Nunzio gives Funaki a double chin flick, while Tony cracks his knuckles…

Funaki: Hai. Funaki and Jimmy be there.

Santino laughs, confident of a victory for his team next week…

Santino Marella: Good! Now, you get outta ‘de way. We have-ah business to take care off. A certain ‘Big Red-Ah Monster’ is about to wind up swimming with the fishes!

Marella now steps forward, barging shoulders with Funaki, leading the rest of The F.B.I. off screen, with Vito staring intimidatingly at ‘Naki for a few seconds before he too leaves, with Funaki watching them go, a look of anger on his face as we cut elsewhere.

And it’s to the trainer’s room we go to see the WWE Tag Team Champions The Hooligans are in attendance. Paul London sits on the trainer’s table, the doc twisting and bending his knee, clearly giving London some kind of check-up. Nearby, a worried looking Ashley Massaro stands with her hands in a prayer position, hoping to hear good news about London’s damaged knee, while a rather lackadaisical looking Brian Kendrick leans against the wall, checking something on his cell phone, his eyes lifting off the screen for a few seconds to check how London is doing, before they quickly dart back down again…


Paul London: So… what’s the diagnosis, doc? How’s it lookin’?

The doctor performs a few more twists and flexes, and generally looks happy with what he’s seeing…

Doctor: Yeah, I think it looks fine. You should be good to go by next Friday.

Ashley lets out a squeak of happiness, while Kendrick barely acknowledges the news…

Ashley Massaro: Oh Paul, that’s great news! Isn’t it Brian?

Caught by surprise, Kendrick’s lifts his head up from his phone…

Brian Kendrick: What? Oh yeah, yeah… great news. About time, huh Paul?

Kendrick snaps his phone shut and places it in his pocket, stepping towards his partner, who gives him a rather confused look…

Paul London: What do you… what do you mean about time?

Kendrick shrugs his shoulders…

Brian Kendrick: Oh y’know, it’s just you’ve had this knee injury for what seems like forever, it’s about time that you finally got the all clear. Y’know?

London continues to look confused, he and Ashley turning to each other with similar expressions…

Brian Kendrick: And besides, we need you healthy again to take on The New Breed. I mean, I can’t carry this team by myself forever, so you gotta get back to how you used to be.

Kendrick gives London a reassuring pat on the back, although London still looks rather pessimistic…

Paul London: Uh… yeah. Alright. I’ll be back next week, good as ever.

Kendrick barely reacts, again giving a little shrug of the shoulders…

Brian Kendrick: Good, good. Uh, listen… I’m gonna take off. I got a date tonight and I don’t wanna be late.

Kendrick doesn’t wait for a response as he’s already heading towards the door, but Ashley calls after him…

Ashley Massaro: You’re not staying to see the rest of the show?

Kendrick shakes his head at Ashley, feeling there’s nothing wrong in him leaving early…

Brian Kendrick: Nah, I mean I already seen Burke and Brown get their asses kicked, and Paulie here checks out OK, so I don’t really have anythin’ to stick around for. You two don’t mind, do ya’?

Clearly Ashley does mind, but London decides to answer for both of them…

Paul London: Uh… no. No, I guess not.

Kendrick smiles and grabs the door handle…

Brian Kendrick: Cool. I’ll see you next week. Gimme a call sometime durin’ the week, yeah Paul? Maybe we’ll see if we can fit in some practice. See ya’.

And with that, Kendrick makes his exit, not looking back for a second, leaving behind a perplexed looking London, while Ashley looks pretty annoyed by Kendrick’s attitude…

Ashley Massaro: What’s got into him lately? I mean, after the match two weeks ago, I had practically force him to come over and celebrate with us. And now this?

London lets out a deep breath, thinking over his partner’s actions, but clearly trying to remain positive by playing things down…

Paul London: I dunno. I’m sure it’s nothin’. Here, help me up. Let’s get outta here.

Offering her hand, Ashley helps London back off the table and onto his feet, taking a few seconds to find his feet and shake his knee loose, before the two head off, the shot now heading back into the arena.

Where we hear…

*BOOM!...*

*SLOW CHEMICAL...*


A nice pop ushers in the appearance of Kane as ‘The Big Red Machine’ strides down to the ring, tugging at his elbow pad, before he reaches up, pulls himself onto the apron, steps over the top rope then heads for the centre of the ring where he sets off a burst of pyro from the ringposts…


Michael Cole: Great news to hear that Paul London is gonna be back, 100% next week. Although, I kinda thought Brian Kendrick woulda been happier to hear his teammate was finally on the mend.

Tazz: Yeah, that was kinda strange from Kendrick. He seemed so laid back, so lackadaisical, I thought he’d be delighted to see London on the mend.

Michael Cole: I’m sure Kendrick really is happy for his teammate, he’s probably just bein’ a little bit rserved right now. But here comes Kane, a man who since he competed in the Money in the Bank Ladder Match at WrestleMania, is startin’ to build a little bit of momentum. He’s beat King Booker, last week it was Santino Marella, let’s see if Kane can make it three in a row against ‘MVP’ tonight.

John Bradshaw Layfield: He’s been on a hot streak, pardon the pun, but I don’t see if goin’ any further once he steps into the ring with ‘MVP’. Kane might be big and tough, but ‘MVP’ is goin’ into this one with a real chip on his shoulder.

”ONE... TWO... YOU HEAR THE CLOCK TICKIN’...”

*I’M COMIN’...*


The inflatable tunnel is out once more, with Montel Vontavious Porter bursting out of it, bling swinging back and forth from his neck, before ‘MVP’ crouches down, slaps the floor then sets off a flash of pyro, before he snaps off his sunglasses then heads down the aisle…


Michael Cole: You mentioned the chip on his shoulder ‘JBL’, and indeed ‘MVP’ feels he’s been slighted by not bein’ in a match since WrestleMania where he tangled with Kane during the Money in the Bank Match.

John Bradshaw Layfield: And he’s absolutely right to think so. He’s the highest paid free agent in SmackDown history, this guy should be front and centre every week for me. He’s gonna take out all that frustration on Kane right here, and people are gonna be payin’ him the attention he deserves again.

Tazz: I just hope he’s focused on Kane and not on this partnership idea he’s tryin’ to push on King Booker. If ‘MVP’ wants to be King of the Ring, then go out and earn it yourself, stop tryin’ to team up with guys. Maybe Kane’ll knock some sense into ‘im right now…

Match 3:
Kane
vs. Montel Vontavious Porter

Determined to prove a point, 'MVP' goes on the attack early on, working into a standing waistlock... but when he tries to take Kane off his feet, Kane stands his ground... then slowly pries open the hands, grabs 'MVP' by the wrist... and hammers him with a short arm clothesline! 'MVP' scrambles to the corner, where Kane unloads with thrusts to the throat, then goes for the Irish whip across... and follows in for a corner clothesline! Kane backs away as 'MVP' stumbles out... into a sidewalk slam! 'MVP' is planted, Kane hooks the leg... 1... 2... 'MVP' kicks out. Kane stays on the attack with more shots to the throat,before he scoops 'MVP' up then slams him to the mat. Kane stands tall, waiting for 'MVP' to sit up, prompting Kane to come off the ropes... low angle dropkick! Here's another cover... but again 'MVP' kicks out at 2. 'MVP' scrambles to the corner, allowing him to kick out at Kane as he advances, 'MVP' finally managing to score some offense. 'MVP' looks to take advantage of this as he drills Kane with right hands in the corner, then boots to the midsection. Pulling Kane to the side of the ring, 'MVP' goes for an Irish whip off the opposite ropes... but Kane reverses... then sends 'MVP' flying with a big back body drop! 'MVP' is reeling as Kane moves back in, rocking him with more shots to the throat, before he fires 'MVP' off the ropes... into a big boot to the face! 'MVP' is down, and now Kane heads through the ropes and starts to climb upstairs... but 'MVP' dives for the ropes... causing Kane to lose balance... crotching himself on the top turnbuckle!

A painful landing for Kane, and 'MVP' wastes no time in taking advantage, climbing up to the second rope, smacking Kane with a few right hands, before he hooks him up... then nails a SUPERPLEX! Quickly crawls and rolls Kane over... 1... 2... Kane powers out. 'MVP' now looks to build some offence, snatching Kane into a facelock and repeatedly driving his knee into Kane’s skull. With Kane down on one knee, 'MVP' turns and charges off the ropes... to catch Kane with a snap DDT! Another pinfall attempt... but again Kane kicks out at 2. 'MVP' is in control now, shoving Kane into the corner, where he strikes with repeated kicks to the midsection. 'MVP' then backs away, and races in... and damn near takes Kane’s head off with a running big boot! Kane’s head snaps back violently, then he stumbles to the mat, with 'MVP' rolling him over once more... 1... 2... Kane kicks out! 'MVP' is in control now, and he continues to rack up the near falls, coming close to victory with a release German suplex and a facebreaker knee smash. With Kane struggling to get back to his feet, he's easy pickings as 'MVP' tees off with well placed right hands, then shows impressive strength to take Kane up and down with a scoop slam. With Kane down, 'MVP' has all day to line Kane up, taunt the crowd, then come off the ropes... for the BALLIN' ELBOW... Kane rolls to safety!

Kane avoids the big elbow, with 'MVP' taking too long to deliver the move. Both struggle to get back up, but it's 'MVP' who beats Kane to the punch... Kane fires back with a shot to the throat! 'MVP' strikes again... Kane fires back! Again Kane connects... and again... and again... before he goes for the Irish whip... 'MVP' reverses... but he lowers his head... running DDT! Kane plants 'MVP', but the damage he's suffered in the match means he's unable to take advantage. 'MVP' crawls to the corner, but Kane moves in, landing more shots to the throat, before he fires 'MVP' across... corner clothesline! 'MVP' is on dream street, legs like rubber, as Kane fires him off the ropes... into a high impact tilt-a-whirl slam! Instead of going for the cover, Kane once more heads outside and climbs upstairs... FLYING CLOTHESLINE! Kane is on fire, and now he stands in the corner, hand cocked in the air, waiting for 'MVP' to stumble up... but a comotion is heard from the crowd... as racing down the aisle... are The Full Blooded Italians! The crowd boos loudly as Santino Marella waves his troops down to the ring, with Big Vito jumping up onto the apron... big boot sends Vito flying to the floor! Nunzio and Tony Mamaluke both head for the top rope... but as they fly... Kane catches them both in goozles... DOUBLE CHOKESLAM! Santino can't believe it as his squad is decimated, and when Kane fires him an angry look, Santino backs away... but here comes 'MVP' from behind... kick to the midsection... and now the PLAYMAKER... NO! Kane counters, breaking free... then he snatches 'MVP' with a goozle... CHOKESLAM! Kane is absolutely dominant as he plants 'MVP', drops down to get the 1... 2... 3!

Winner: Kane @ 06.57

Another impressive victory for Kane as he puts ‘MVP’ away, standing back up to his feet, a sick smile on his face as he looks down on the fallen ‘MVP’. Kane raises his hands in the air, setting off another explosion from the corners of the ring, which causes Santino to turn and run backstage. Kane then heads outside, looking down and laughing at the bodies of The F.B.I. strewn around ringside, before he heads up the aisle and we go to a commercial.

*Commercial*


We return and head once more to the office of Teddy Long, the SmackDown General Manager already engaged in a conversation with Matt Hardy, the sight of the United States Champion drawing a big time cheer from inside the arena, with the pair laughing with each other as they speak…


Teddy Long: …nah, I mean I liked it playa, I liked it a lot. You and Batista sure put those two in their places, and I appreciate the help.

Hardy smiles, shrugging his shoulder, clearly happy to help…

Matt Hardy: Oh hey, don’t mention it. Happy to do it.

A knock on the door is heard, with both Teddy and Matt sighing, Teddy robbing his forehead anxiously…

Teddy Long: Well you and Batista helped me take care of one problem tonight… and now I’m gonna take care of another one. Come in!

Off camera, the door swings open, and after a few seconds, Finlay enters the frame to a strong level of heat. Flashing a toothy smirk, Finlay swaggers towards Hardy and Teddy, his shillelagh clearly in hand…

Teddy Long: Finlay… nice of you to join us playa.

Finlay doesn’t pay much attention to Teddy, his eyes instead locked in on Hardy’s, the two staring each other down, until finally Finlay turns towards the General Manager…

Finlay: Why don’t we save the pleasantries and just get straight to it? What’s this all about? And what’s he doin’ here?

To emphasis his point, Finlay sticks the shillelagh straight in Hardy’s face…

Teddy Long: Lemme tell ya’ what it’s all about playa. See, the last few weeks, I’ve seen a lotta chaos on this show. There’s a lotta guys runnin’ around, jumpin’ people from behind, sneak attacks… and hittin’ people with weapons. And I ain’t puttin’ up wit’ it no more.

Teddy brings his hand forward, moving the shillelagh away from Matt’s face, causing Finlay to turn and glare at him…

Teddy Long: So I’m gonna make you put up or shut up, Finlay. You want your rematch for the United States Championship? Then I’m gonna give it to ya’… next week, from London, England, on Friday Night SmackDown.

Pop from inside the arena, with a smile on both men’s faces as they nod in agreement…

Teddy Long: I just wanted to make sure the two of ya’ heard it straight from me. Next week, you two settle it once and for all, and that’s the end of it. Understand?

Again both men nod, Finlay smirking in Hardy’s face, clearly confident of victory next week…

Teddy Long: Alright. Well, I’m glad that’s-

Matt Hardy: Hold on Teddy. I got somethin’ I wanna say.

Finlay looks on, intrigued…

Matt Hardy: Y’know, in the run up to WrestleMania, I got hit by that damn shillelagh so many times, I lost count. I’ll give to ya’ Finlay , you’re one tough guy. But if you really wanna settle this… and if you really wanna take away my title… then I say next week, you and me…

Hardy pauses, having a little laugh to himself…

Matt Hardy: Well, let’s just say seein’ as we’re gonna be in England, and Northern Ireland’s just across the sea… why don’t we have one of those Belfast Brawls you seem to enjoy so much?

Another major pop from inside the arena, but Teddy reacts with shock, not happy with Hardy’s announcement…

Teddy Long: Hey, now wait a minute Matt. You don’t have to play his games, you don’t have to do that.

Despite his pleas, Hardy continues to look at Finlay with confidence, convinced he wants the hardnosed match as much as Finlay does…

Matt Hardy: No, no… I want to. So, what d’ya say tough guy? You and me… Belfast Brawl? You in or you out?

Looking almost taken aback, Finlay pauses, laughing, before he composes himself and rubs his jaw…

Finlay: I must’ve cracked this shillelagh of your skull one time too many… ‘cause you’ve lost your damn mind. Aye… I’ll give ya’ a Belfast Brawl. But in the United Kingdom… that’s my turf. And I’m takin’ back my title…

And now once again Finlay hoists up his trusty weapon…

Finlay: And there’s gonna be nothin’ ta’ stop me cavin’ your head in… with this.

Hardy remains stony faced, his expression unchanged, defiant in the face of Finlay’s smugness…

Teddy Long: Alright Finlay, that’s enough. You better get outta here… your match is up next.

Finlay has one last chuckle and points the shillelagh at Hardy one more time, before he turns and exits the room, a fire burning in Hardy’s eyes as he watches Finlay go. Off camera, the door is heard to open and shut, and once Finlay has left the room, Teddy exhales again and turns towards Matt with a concerned expression…

Teddy Long: You sure about this playa? You ain’t gotta do this to prove a point or nothin’.

Hardy thinks it over, but appears sure of himself…

Matt Hardy: No… no, I’m gonna end this with him once and for all. And I’m gonna beat ‘im at his own game to do it.

Hardy ends the segment strongly, a loud pop from inside the arena for that last statement. Hardy now moves to make his exit, Teddy giving Matt a pat on the shoulder as he goes, a broad smile on the face of the G.M. as he watches the United States Champion leave, while we cut elsewhere.

And it’s to a backstage corridor where we see Montel Vontavious Porter slowly walking along, limping, grabbing the back of his neck, sweating and breathing heavily, clearly still feeling the effects of his match with Kane before the commercial break. As ‘MVP’ shuffles along painfully, he suddenly comes to a stop, let’s out a sigh, and brings his hands to the back of his head in exasperation. The camera pans… and reveals King Booker and Queen Sharmell stood in his path. Booker now steps towards ‘MVP’, letting out a sarcastic laugh and round of applause…


King Booker: Bravo, Montel! Bravo! A fine performance from yourself. Even with the help of those Italian peasants, you still suffered defeat! Ha ha! Bravo!

More sarcastic applause from Booker, much to the chagrin of 'MVP'...

King Booker: And yet for some reason, you think it is I, your King, King Booker... who needs your help in the King of the Ring tournament? After that display against Kane, tell me Montel... why would I require help like that?

'MVP’ angrily shakes Booker off, before he snaps and steps in Booker's face...

Montel Vontavious Porter: 'Ey man, shut up! You didn't do that any better when you faced Kane a couple o' weeks ago. Y'know what? Fine. I'm done wit' you. You do you're own thing in the King of the Ring, see if I care. Yo' ass is probably goin' out in the first round anyway.

Nostrils flaring and eyes wide open, Booker appears seriously offended by that last comment...

King Booker: How dare you. How dare you speak to your King like that! You should be on your hands and knees, begging for thy help!

'MVP' decides he's had enough, waving a hand at Booker and heading to leave...

Montel Vontavious Porter: Ah forget it. I'm outta-

Suddenly confusion is on everyone's face as the squeaking of a wheel is heard. Eyes dart all over the place trying to find out where the squeak is coming from, until 'MVP' and the camera look over his shoulder... and we see Jonathan Coachman wheeling along a mop and bucket! It's a comical sight as 'Coach' trudges along the corridor, dressed in overalls to protect his fancy suit, sweat on his brow, dirt on his face, clearly having done as asked of him by Teddy Long and cleaned the bathrooms within the arena...

Jonathan Coachman: Aw man... I am spent. Hey guys, what's goin' on?

Booker, Sharmell and even 'MVP' look on with ridiculous looks of disgust on their faces, not quite sure they believe what they're seeing right now...

King Booker: What... on earth... happened... to you?

Sheepishly, ‘Coach’ looks down at his tatty and stained overalls, and wipes away the sweat from his brow, which only manages to smear more dirt onto his face...

Jonathan Coachman: Well, y'know... I got fired last week, but Teddy Long said I could stick around for a while. I mean, this is just temporary, y'know? Just until I find somethin' better, somethin' more suited to my skills, like an executive position or somethin'.

Booker and ‘MVP’ both share a laugh over the situation, until Sharmell’s nose starts twitching, and sure enough, all three begin sniffing the air around them...

Montel Vontavious Porter: Man... what the hell is that smell? Is that... is that you 'Coach'?

’MVP’ points his nose in Coachman’s direction, convinced that’s where the smell emanates, but ‘Coach’ protests his innocence...

Jonathan Coachman: What? No, no of course not!

But now Coachman decides to take a sniff of himself...

Jonathan Coachman: Well... maybe. But anyway, listen. I've got a great idea. You two can't seem to make up your mind whether or not you wanna team together. Well, I've got a great idea that could help both of you, and help me in the process. You two wanna team up? Well, I'm sure two big name, important superstars like yourself could use a manager... well?

With a broad smile and his arms out wide, Coachman appears to be offering his services...

King Booker: You!?

But clearly ‘MVP’ and Booker are unimpressed as they look on with disgust once more...

Jonathan Coachman: Absolutely! I mean think about it, I know all about what goes on in the boardroom, I know insider knowledge that could help you two. I mean, think about it, you two, Sharmell, me... that's a dream team right there like no other! What d'ya say guys?

’MVP’ simply shakes his head in disbelief, Booker doing likewise...

Montel Vontavious Porter: I think all those fumes from those cleanin' fluids went to yo' head 'Coach'!

King Booker: And I think we've finally found something we agree on, Montel.

The pair share a quick smirk together, before they turn back to ‘Coach’...

Montel Vontavious Porter: I mean look at ya' 'Coach'. You stink, you're dirty, you just got done cleanin' toilets... I don't want that for a manager. I'm outta here man.

’MVP’ pinches his nose as he makes his exit, with Booker also turning to leave in the opposite direction, but Coachman makes one last desperate plea...

Jonathan Coachman: Booker, if you could just-

King Booker: Your King has spoken!

And with that, Booker swishes his robe and leaves, Sharmell taking one last look at ‘Coach’ and giving him a “Hmm-mm!” before she too makes her exit. Dejected, Coachman looks down at the ground for a few seconds, before suddenly an idea comes to him, perking him up with a look of determination...

Jonathan Coachman: Alright... alright, I'll show them. Where did I leave my cell phone?

’Coach’ pats the pockets of his overalls, but clearly can’t find his phone on his body. Undeterred, ‘Coach’ wheels the bucket away off camera, clearly now a man on a mission with an objective to achieve, although what that is we’ll have to wait to find out.

As we’re headed back into the arena for...

”MY NAME IS FINLAY... AND I LOVE TO FIGHT!”

*LAMBEG...*


Some real solid heat for the veteran Irishman Finlay as he strides out into the arena, wasting no time in heading down the aisle to the ring, threatening the odd ringside fan with his shillelagh...


Michael Cole: Just moments ago we found out that this man, Finlay, is set to have his rematch for the United States Championship next week on SmackDown from the United Kingdom! Finlay and Hardy, next week in a Belfast Brawl!

Tazz: And what a show next week is linin' up to be! I mean, Backlash is just eight days away, but we're gonna beat those Raw guys to the punch next week. Not only the Belfast Brawl for the US Title, but Batista's gonna defend the World Heavyweight Championship too against either Edge or Mr. Kennedy! What a night it's gonna be!

John Bradshaw Layfield: Has Matt Hardy lost his mind or does he have a death wish or somethin'? He's gotta be crazy to challenge Finlay to a Belfast Brawl! I knew Hardy wouldn't have that title for long, but I didn't think it was gonna be over that soon. Finlay's headin' back to the UK, and he's leavin' US Champion once again!

*BAD DREAM...*


A pretty warm welcome as all three of The Extremists step into the arena, even though it's only Tommy Dreamer who is scheduled to compete tonight. Sabu as always points to the heavens, while The Sandman chugs a beer then smashes the can off his forehead, before the trio head down the aisle...


Michael Cole: Tommy Dreamer, set for action here, and this is gonna be pretty stern test for Finlay. Few men could claim to be tougher than 'The Fighting Irishman', but I reckon Tommy Dreamer could be.

John Bradshaw Layfield: Yeah but there's toughness then there's that ability to brawl and fight your way outta any situation. Dreamer ain't gonna be able to grab a trash can or a kendo stick here, and that's gonna be his downfall.

Tazz: Hey man, don't sell Dreamer short. This guy can go, he can get mix it up in there and get technical with the best of 'em. I think if Finlay ain't careful, this one could easily be an upset...

Match 4:
Finlay
vs. Tommy Dreamer w/ Sabu and The Sandman

As the bell rings, both men circle the ring for a few seconds, before they come together for a stiff collar and elbow tie up. Both men struggle and jockey for position, until Finlay gains the upper hand, backing Dreamer to the corner. The referee steps in to call for the break, which Finlay provides... only to then smack Dreamer with a cheap elbow to the side of the head! Uppercuts to the head and right hands to the body follow, before Finlay sends Dreamer across the ring to the opposite corner and follows in... into a boot to the face! Dreamer now battles from the corner with rights and lefts, but Finlay throws a big right... that Dreamer ducks underneath... falling neckbreaker! Dreamer goes for an early cover... 1... 2... Finlay kicks out easily. Dreamer yanks Finlay back up and goes for a hammerlock, which he then twists into a standing side headlock. Finlay manages to shove Dreamer off the ropes... but Dreamer runs him over with a shoulderblock... and then follows up with an elbow drop! Another cover... another kick out at two by Finlay. Dreamer is in control, and he looks to stay that way as he hauls Finlay up, again striking with rights and lefts, backing Finlay to the corner, before the Irish whip across... Finlay hits the turnbuckle hard and stumbles forward... right into a hiptoss! Dreamer now pushes himself up to the second rope... and goes for an elbow drop... but Finlay rolls to safety... and Dreamer crashes to the mat! It’s a painful landing for Dreamer, and Finlay wastes no time in taking advantage, smacking Dreamer with a flurry of boots to the chest, right hands to the face, before a trio of knee drops to the ribs leave their mark.

Finlay now looks to take control as he shoves Dreamer to the corner, driving repeated shoulder thrusts to the gut, before he takes Dreamer up and down with a backbreaker. Finlay focuses his attack on the midsection, doing damage by taking Dreamer up for a gutbuster, and following this with a seated senton for a near fall. Well in control, Finlay even has time to throw some trash talk at Sandman and Sabu, before he goes back to work with a double foot stomp. Fists and elbows continue to land on the ribs, with Finlay then looking to wear Dreamer down by locking on a bow and arrow stretch, driving his knee into the ribs as he does so. Dreamer groans in pain, in a world of hurt, but after a while, Sabu and Sandman manage to rally the crowd, with Dreamer managing to break free by throwing wild fists to the forehead. Finlay stumbles away, both men staggering to their feet, with Dreamer striking first, right after right to face, before he fires Finlay to the corner and follows in... Finlay sidesteps... Dreamer crashes sternum first into the turnbuckle! He then stumbles out, and Finlay is waiting... to scoop him up... ROLLING HILLS! Dreamer is planted, and Finlay hooks the leg... 1... 2... Dreamer gets the shoulder up!

Finlay is incensed, sure he had victory wrapped up, but Dreamer stays alive. Sensing he has to wear Dreamer down further, Finlay goes right back to the submission holds, this time going for a pendulum backbreaker, pushing down on the chin and legs, contorting Dreamer’s body across his knee. Again Dreamer cries out in pain, but Finlay is unrelenting, even screaming at Dreamer to give up, but Dreamer stays strong, Sandman and Sabu once again getting the crowd to offer some encouragement. Dreamer tries to pry free the hands on his chin, but it’s no use, so instead he starts swinging his legs... knee connects to the side of Finlay’s head... and another... and a third finally breaks the hold! Both men crawl to the ropes, pulling themselves up, but Finlay quickly grabs Dreamer and goes for a short arm clothesline... Dreamer ducks underneath... inverted DDT! Dreamer plants Finlay, but he’s in too much pain to initially take advantage, until finally he crawls into the lateral press... 1... 2... Finlay kicks out. Dreamer now looks to build some offence, rocking Dreamer with rights and lefts, but again Finlay swings a right... Dreamer ducks... inverted atomic drop! Finlay stumbles away, but Dreamer grabs him, takes him up in side suplex position... but instead hangs him up in the tree of woe! Dreamer quickly heads for the opposite corner, screams “E – C – W!” before he races in... dropkick to the face! Finlay crashes to the canvas, and now he has Finlay in his sights, waiting for the veteran Irishman to rise before making his move... to hook Finlay up for the DREAMER DRIVER... NO! Finlay smacks an elbow to the face, then yanks Dreamer into the corner... shoulder first into the ringpost! Dreamer cries out in agony and stumbles backwards... and Finlay hooks him up... CELTIC CROSS!! Finlay emphatically plants Dreamer, and despite the pleas of The Sandman, he picks up the easy 1... 2... 3.

Winner: Finlay @ 05.49

A brave effort from Dreamer, but Finlay proves to be too much as he puts Dreamer away, relatively cleanly. Sabu and Sandman slide into the ring to check on their colleague, and after briefly teasing attacking them with his shillelagh, Finlay decides to leave it be, heading outside and then back up the aisle as we cut to a commercial.

*Commercial*


And when we return, we head straight to a video package...


*Video Package*

Just like last week, a hiss of static is heard, before the picture and sound return and we’re once again looking through a handheld camera. Stood in the concourse of the arena we see The Miz standing by, leaving us to once again assume Michelle McCool is holding the camera. Miz is surrounded by WWE fans, many of whom clamour to get themselves in the shot. Miz takes a quick glance around, a look of disgust on his face for having to be so near to common people, but he quickly shakes it off and brings the microphone to his mouth...

The Miz: I’m sure you’re all sat there at home in your crappy little apartments wondering… why? Why am I out here among these WWE fans here in New Orleans? Why have I lowered myself to level? Well… I’m gonna tell ya’, why.

Miz pauses, pursing his lips, choosing his words carefully…

The Miz: Y’see, I know that these people around me are… well, they’re idiots.

The camera takes a look at the fans, many of whom boo and shakes their heads…

The Miz: And that means their opinions mean… absolutely nothing. But… I was thinking. Since I won the WrestleMania XXIII Pre-Show Battle Royal, my popularity with these morons should be at an all-time high. So I’m out here among the people to conduct a little research. Call it a field test, to see just what these people think of me. So... let’s see if we can find somebody who represents the common man. An opinion that all these people are gonna agree with.

Miz scans the concourse, the camera doing likewise, before he settles on a teenage boy wearing a Batista t-shirt…

The Miz: You. C’mere kid, lemme ask ya’ somethin’.

The young man steps forward from the crowd…

The Miz: You’re like what, fifteen, sixteen? Came here with your Mom and Dad? Yeah, I figured. And y’know what that means, kid? That means you are exactly the kinda guy I’m lookin’ for. ‘Cause you’re nothin’ but a brainwashed product of the WWE system. I mean, I see ya’ got the Batista t-shirt on there. He one of your favourites?

The youngster nods in agreement, causing Miz to laugh…

The Miz: Yeah, I knew it. And I bet I can already guess what you’re answer to my next question is gonna be. So, when you here the phrase “the fastest rising star on SmackDown”, the guy who’s the next sure fire hit… what’s the first name that comes to mind?

The young man stops, thinking, before he answers…

Kid: Matt Hardy.

Miz shakes his head and laughs, a laugh-or-you’ll-cry situation for him, before he snaps out of it and stares angrily at the kid…

The Miz: Matt Hardy? Really? REALLY?

The young man turns his head away, almost afraid to look Miz in the eye…

The Miz: See that’s what’s wrong with WWE fans today. Matt Hardy is a nothing, a nobody, a product of the machine. He’s gotten the hype, he’s gotten the buzz, but he’s not a self-made star like me!

Miz scowls at the kid one more time before he turns back to the camera…

The Miz: He’s not a reality star like me. He’s not an a-lister like me. To you idiots he might be somethin’ special, but in the real world… he’s a nobody. And pretty soon… he’s gonna be a nobody… without the United States Championship. That title… is mine. Sooner or later, I’m gonna get my shot, and I’m gonna take that title away from him.

Miz now takes a slow walk, heading towards the top of the stairs down into the arena…

The Miz: And then maybe people… like these fans here… are gonna wake up and recognise that I’m headed straight for the top. I made a name for myself in Hollywood, and now I’ve made a name for myself in the WWE. But respect?

Miz shakes his head ruefully…

The Miz: I still don’t get the respect I deserve. But I will one day. The same day I’m gonna get that United States Championship. And y’know why I’m so sure these people are gonna be sayin’ my name real soon? ‘Cause I’m The Miz… and I’m…

Miz comes to a stop, taking a look over his shoulder, smirking at the fans, before he softly speaks...

The Miz: Awesome.

And finally, Michelle turns the camera on herself...

Michelle McCool: And don't you forget that.

And with a sinister sneer on the face of the Miz in the background, Michelle fumbles for the right button, until the image disappears and the static returns, signalling the end of the video.

*End Video Package*


And it’s backstage of the arena we go, where we see The Extremists are heading back to the locker room after the previous match, with Sabu and The Sandman helping Tommy Dreamer trudge his way along the corridor. As they move slowly towards a corner, a rather rushed Jonathan Coachman turns the corner and barges into them, much to Sandman’s annoyance. ‘Coach’, now without the overalls, has his phone pressed to his ear, in a world of his own until the contact of the collision causes him to snap back to reality...

Jonathan Coachman: Oh for... why don’t you idiots watch where you’re goin’? I’m tryin’ to make an important phone call here, I’m a very busy man, and I don’t need you three gettin’ in my way!

'Coach' adjusts the collar of his jacket and then fixes his tie, although he looks ridiculous due to still having dirt smeared across his face...

Tommy Dreamer: You’re the one who barged into- hey... wait a second... you smell that?

All three Extremists twitch their noses and sniff, with The Sandman even going as far as to sniff both his armpits, only to then shake his head...

The Sandman: It ain’t me.

Dreamer now points his nose towards Coachman, confirming his suspicions...

Tommy Dreamer: No, it's him! Why the hell do you smell so bad?

Sandman snaps open another beer can and takes a swig, with 'Coach' tutting and shaking his head, before he snaps back his answer...

Jonathan Coachman: I didn't have time to shower yet! Anyway, I'm busy, so get outta my way and let me-

Sandman spits beer all over Coachman! It's pretty disgusting, but it draws a loud laugh from inside the arena, the spray engulfing Coachman's face, beer dripping down his face onto his body, before 'Coach' finally wipes a hand to try clear his eyes, only for Sandman to lean in and sniff...

The Sandman: You smell a bit better now...

Dreamer and Sandman share a laugh together, before the extreme trio make their exit. 'Coach' fumes, again wiping his face, trying to dry himself off, a furious scowl on his face as he decides to go back to his conversation...

Jonathan Coachman: That does it. I've had enough of this...

’Coach’ brings the phone back to his ear, exasperated by all that’s happened to him tonight...

Jonathan Coachman: Listen, how soon can you be here (...) three weeks? That's perfect! (...) no, no, they'll be on-board once I tell them about you (...) that's great news (...) alright, three weeks (...) yeah. I'll see ya' then.

'Coach' pushes a button to end the phone call, and despite being covered in a disgusting mixture of dirt, sweat and beer, he manages to pull a knowing smirk to his face, clearly his phone call cheering him up somewhat, before he takes a quick look over both shoulders then walks off.

And we head to the interview set to hear from Josh Matthews...


Josh Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time... the World Heavyweight Champion... 'The Animal'... Batista!

A great ovation from inside the arena as Batista walks into the shot, now dressed in a smart-casual suit after competing earlier tonight. 'The Animal' gives Matthews a warm smile as he approaches, looking calm and confident, his title belt slung over his shoulder...

Josh Matthews: Batista, for the last few weeks, we've been searching for an opponent for you to defend your World Heavyweight Championship against. We all thought we had found one last week when Chris Benoit beat Edge and Mr. Kennedy to set up a match against you tonight... but of course, Edge's actions meant that match... never took place.

Batista purses his lips, pondering his response, a slight tinge of regret in his voice...

Batista: Y'know, I watched that match last week, fully prepared to take on whoever was the winner. Obviously, I wanted it to be Benoit. I've already faced Kennedy and Edge, and if ever a guy deserved a title shot, it was Chris. And y'know, I probably shoulda seen it comin'. When Edge grabbed those chairs, I tried to get out there as fast as I could, but Kennedy got in my way... and you all know what happened.

A rueful shake of the head from the champion...

Batista: Listen, I don't know if Chris Benoit is gonna make it back. He's had a great career, and I'd hate for it to end that way. I hope he makes it back, and when he does, he's first in line for a title shot from me.

Pop from inside the arena...

Josh Matthews: Well Batista, obviously we're still unsure as to the status of Chris Benoit. But tonight, we find out who will face you next week when SmackDown emanates from the London, England. It'll be either Edge or Mr. Kennedy, one on one with you for the World Heavyweight Championship. Your thoughts on that, and do you think Edge might try pull another stunt like last week if things don't go his way again?

Frustration and anger now crosses the face of ‘The Animal’...

Batista: You want my honest opinion on who my opponent should be next week? I really never thought you'd ever hear these words comin' outta my mouth but... I don't think Edge deserves to be anywhere near the title picture right now... so I'm goin' with Kennedy.

A mixed response from the fans, but Batista moves to justify his decision...

Batista: There was a bit o' controversy the last time we faced back at No Way Out. There was Edge stickin' his nose in, Ric Flair and Arn Anderson showed up to give Kennedy what he had comin' to 'im... hell, I say if Kennedy wins tonight, then we settle things without any doubts next week.

A slight smile on the face of Batista as he rubs his jaw, clearly pondering something...

Batista: As for Edge not pullin' any of his old stunts... y'know, that's given me an idea Josh. Maybe I oughta be out there for that matchup, just to keep an eye on Edge and make sure he doesn't try use a steel chair again. I mean, who better to keep Edge in line than me? And besides, it'll give me a chance to do a little scoutin' on my oppoenets. So I guess... I'll just have to join Michael Cole and the guys at the announce desk and do a little commentary.

Another loud pop from inside the arena...

Batista: Great idea Josh. Thanks a lot!

A hearty slap on the shoulder knocks Matthews off balance, but he regains his composure as Batista turns and heads off camera...

Josh Matthews: Uh... you're- you're welcome! Uh, Batista, ladies and gentlemen.

Still reeling from the shoulder slap, Matthews fixes his tie then rubs his arm, trying to regain the feeling, while we head for a video.

*Video Package*

Our video opens at the King of the Ring ’96, where ‘Stone Cold’ Steve Austin stands victorious, delivering the interview that launched his main event career…

Narrator: It’s a night where future legends make their mark...

“AUSTIN 3:16 SAYS I JUST WHIPPED YOUR ASS!”

We now head back to King of the Ring ’93, where Bret Hart puts Bam Bam Bigelow away with the winning victory roll...

Narrator: A night where icons are created…

“I’M THE BEST THERE IS, THE BEST THERE WAS, AND THE BEST THERE EVER WILL BE!”

King of the Ring ’01, where Edge puts Kurt Angle down with the Edgecution then crawls into the pin to get an emotional victory…

Narrator: A night when the stars of tomorrow shine bright...

“WELCOME TO THE ERA OF AWESOMENESS!”

And we now go to last year’s tournament final, where Booker T grabs the win over Bobby Lashley…

Narrator: A night to crown… a new king.

“BOW DOWN BEFORE YOUR KING!”

We now see flashing images of some of this year’s contenders, starting with Jeff Hardy, Montel Vontavious Porter, CM Punk and Matt Hardy…

Narrator: And this year, live on NBC, the WWE King of the Ring returns! It’s the one night Saturday Night’s Main Event spectacular where one man’s career is set to skyrocket!

More flashing images, this time it’s Bryan Danielson, Kenny Dykstra, Johnny Nitro and Mr. Kennedy…

Narrator: Eight men will battle to join the most exclusive of WWE clubs. Who will take King Booker’s crown and become the 2007 King of the Ring!?

Another round of flashing images, this time of former winners such as Steve Austin, Owen Hart, Edge, Bret Hart and King Booker…

Narrator: The King is dead…

More clips from last year, this time from Booker’s coronation ceremony, then a quick shot of him close to tears after his victory to clinch the World Heavyweight Championship…

“ALL HAIL KING BOO-KAH!”

”Long live… the King.”



"SATURDAY NIGHT’S MAIN EVENT – THREE HOUR KING OF THE RING SPECIAL – JUNE 2ND - LIVE ON NBC!"

*End Video Package*


We now cut back into the arena, more specifically to hear from the SmackDown announce team...

Michael Cole: That’s right folks, the King of the Ring tournament is fast approaching, qualifying matches kick off in just ten days time, the night after Backlash! We know ten of the Monday Night Raw entrants, we already have six from Friday Night SmackDown, but I believe you have the next six names in your hand Tazz.

Tazz: You know it! Alright, so the next six King of the Ring participants in the SmackDown half of the bracket are... we saw 'im earlier tonight, Tommy Dreamer's in, William Regal's in, BOTH halves of the WWE Tag Team Champions, Brian Kendrick and Paul London are in, somehow Santino Marella got in there, I guess he was bribin' people again... and how about this one? Bryan Danielson is gonna be in there too!

Michael Cole: Certainly some big hitters, perhaps the biggest name of all in that list, Bryan Danielson. 'JBL, the King of the Ring has given so many break out stars their shot at the big time over the years, is Danielson the kinda guy who could go on and win the tournament this time around?

John Bradshaw Layfield: That fraud? Are you kiddin' me!? How the hell did he even get entered? The guy don't even belong workin' here, Gregory Helms proved that clear as crystal earlier, and now he's in the King of the Ring? The whole tournament lost any credibility as soon as that liar got entered.

Michael Cole: That's a bit drastic don't ya' think?

*I WALK ALONE...*


Before 'JBL' can answer, the arena erupts with a huge cheer as Batista enters the arena, obviously as we've just heard, on his way down to the ring to provide commentary on tonight's main event...


Michael Cole: Here he comes folks! 'The Animal', Batista joins us on commentary for tonight's main event. It's Edge and Mr. Kennedy, one on one, the winner to face Batista next for the World Heavyweight Championship, and that's coming up when we return to Friday Night SmackDown!

*Commercial*


We return to see Batista sat at the announce desk, a stern look on his face behind his sunglasses, with 'JBL' looking rather intimidated at having 'The Animal' sat so close to him...


Michael Cole: Welcome back folks, and of course we wanna welcome Batista to the announce desk. Thanks for joinin' us champ.

Batista: You're welcome. Nice to be out here with you guys.

Tazz: Dave, I know you say you're out here on a little scoutin' mission, but let's be honest here, you're out here incase goes for a steel chair again, ain't ya'?

Batista: I can't make any promises to stay in my chair Tazz, that's all I'm gonna say.

John Bradshaw Layfield: How 'bout you just sit here, stay quiet and don't get involved? We've had enough controversy involvin' you lately, we don't need anymore of it tonight!

Batista: How 'bout I get up outta this chair and we have a main event of our own John?

John Bradshaw Layfield: I'd like to see ya' try!

Michael Cole: Alright, alright, easy guys. Just try your best to ignore 'JBL' champ. I know it won't be easy, but remember, the guy is retired now.

”KEN – NAH – DAY!”

*TURN UP THE TROUBLE...*


A very loud, very mixed response for Mr. Kennedy, the cheers that always welcome his arrival being quickly drowned out by boos. Kennedy is as cocky as ever, chewing gum in an obnoxious fashion as he heads for the ring, before he slides under the bottom rope, climbs to second rope in the chair and shouts “This is my time!” to the masses...


Michael Cole: Here's a man who you've had no shortage of issues with over these last few months, Batista. Mr. Kennedy, SmackDown's resident loudmouth, but ever since he beat your longtime friend Ric Flair at WrestleMania, he's been on the receivin' end of two defeats from Chris Benoit.

Batista: Obviously I was rootin' for Ric at WrestleMania, but I guess ya' gotta give Kennedy some credit, he beat the greatest of all time, and that ain't easy to do. I don't like this guy, I think he's loud, he's arrogant, he's obnoxious, but I'm hopin' he gets the job done here and puts Edge in his place.

John Bradshaw Layfield: How did it feel watchin' 'im send your buddy Flair to the retirement home? How did that feel champ?

Tazz: God, you're gonna wind up in a hospital you keep this up 'JBL'...

”YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME...”

*METALINGUS...*


Nothing but pure heat as Edge steps out, stopping under the SmackDown fist to fire his arms up into the air, setting off a massive pyro explosion. Edge then looks down tehe aisle at Kennedy, taking a deep breath, puffing out his cheeks, before he heads for the ring and slides under the bottom rope...


Michael Cole: And what about the-

John Bradshaw Layfield: Why don't you let me handle this one, Michael? Here comes the man who should right now be World Heavyweight Champion, the man who had you down for the three count at WrestleMania, the man who had you beat Batista! Edge oughta be the champion right now, and you know it!

Batista: Lemme tell ya' somethin' 'JBL', Bryan Danielson mighta eventually let go off you last week, but if you don't stop runnin' your mouth, you ain't gonna be as lucky this week. You understand?

Tazz: You get used to it eventually Dave. The guy's all mouth, don't even pay 'im any attention. Let's focus on this match, Edge and Kennedy, the winner set to face Batista next week on SmackDown. I'm excited, I can't wait to see how this one pans out...

Main Event: Number One Contenders Match
Edge
vs. Mr. Kennedy

As we're faced with two heels going at it, the crowd is naturally unsure of who to cheer for, a rather tense, subdued atmosphere inside the arena as we get under way. Both men slowly circle each other, fully aware of how crafty the other can be, until they finally come together and snap into an aggressive tie up. An initial struggle for position sees Edge finally gain control, backing Kennedy to the corner, but as they hit the turnbuckle, the ref steps in to call for the break, with Edge obliging, although both men keep their guard up as Edge backs away. Again the pair go for a tie up, but this time it's Kennedy who gains the upperhand, driving Edge backwards, until again they hit the corner and the ref calls for the break, although Kennedy lingers in the lock for a few seconds more before he finally backs away. Kennedy waves Edge on, the pair going for a third tie up, with this time Kennedy going for a quick standing side headlock. Edge manages to shove him off the ropes... but Kennedy runs him over with a shoulderblock! Taking a few seconds to look down on the fallen Edge, Kennedy finally turns and charges off the ropes, but Edge is already up and avoids him with a leapfrog... but Kennedy puts on the breaks... and smashes Edge with a clothesline! Sensing a chance to take control early, Kennedy goes for a standing armbar, but Edge quickly scrambles to the ropes, forcing the break.

Kennedy backs away and again waves Edge forward, with Edge losing his temper as he charges wildly... right into a drop toe hold! Kennedy takes Edge down, and this time he is able to apply the standing armbar, much to Edge's annoyance as he slaps his free hand off the canvas. Kennedy tries to keep Edge grounded, but Edge forces the issue, back on his feet, grabbing a handful of hair in an attempt to break free, but this only sees both men backed into the corner once more. Again the referee has to step in, but once more Kennedy hangs onto the hold just that little bit longer before he finally lets go. Edge reacts angrily as he gives Kennedy a hard shove to the chest... Kennedy shoves him right back... only for Edge to slap Kennedy across the face! The crowd boo as Edge catches Kennedy by surprise, smiling and bragging that he caught Kennedy off guard... until Kennedy returns the favour with a slap of his own! The crowd cheer as Edge is rocked, stumbling backwards, and now Kennedy goes on the attack, unloading with right hands, before he goes for the Irish whip... right into a hiptoss! Edge is back up, but Kennedy is waiting... side slam backbreaker! Here's the first cover... 1... 2... Edge kicks out, and he scrambles to the safety of the corner. Kennedy doesn't let up though, as he smacks right after right to the forehead, causing Edge to slump down into the corner. Kennedy then backs away, races back in... FACEWASH... NO! Edge avoids it... and Kennedy winds up tangled in the ropes! Kennedy groans in agony, pushing himself up, limping to the centre of the ring, and Edge wastes no time in taking advantage... as he takes Kennedy down with a painful chop block! Kennedy groans in pain as Edge looks to target his knee, stomping down on it, before he places Kennedy's foot on the bottom rope, pushes himself up in the air... then brings all his weight crashing down on the knee!

Kennedy crawls away in pain, with Edge now looking to focus on doing damage, as he drives his own knee repeatedly into Kennedy's. Edge helps Kennedy up, shoving him into the corner, where he tags Kennedy with alternating rights to the face and boots to the midsection. Edge then places Kennedy's knee across the middle rope... and aims a stiff kick to the back of it! Kennedy groans in pain, with Edge now grabbing him by the foot, pulling him vertically to the centre of the ring... Kennedy fires back with an enzuigiri! Edge faceplants to the mat, with Kennedy writhing in agony, but he manages to drag himself up, tagging Edge repeatedly, forcing him into the corner. Kennedy then looks to fire Edge across, but Edge reverses, then follows in... Kennedy elevates him over the top rope... all the way to the floor! A harsh landing for Edge, but Kennedy wastes no time in taking the fight outside, grabbing Edge by the hair... and smashing him face first off the steel steps! Edge crawls on his hands and knees to try buy some separation, but this only takes the fight around the ring to infront of the announce desk. There, Kennedy again has a handful of hair... and this time he smashes Edge's face off the announce desk... right infront of Batista! Edge collapses to the floor, with Kennedy now letting his gaze turn to meet 'The Animal'. The crowd are buzzing with anticipation as Batista rises up out of his chair, headset still on, he and Kennedy staring each other down... only for Edge to drill Kennedy with a shot to the midsection... and then it's Kennedy's turn to eat the table! And now it's Edge who's face to face with Batista, again the crowd baying for blood, but Edge shows restrain as he turns his back on 'The Animal' and rolls Kennedy back into the ring. After a near fall, Edge looks to go on the attack once again, but Kennedy beats him to the punch, rocking Edge with stiff shots to the midsection, before he fires Edge off the ropes... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! Both men had the same idea, taking each other down, neither man moving much as we fade into the final commercial of the broadcast.

*Commercial*


And we’re back, with Edge in control once more, and we see that during the commercial break, Kennedy built up a head of steam as he came off the ropes, only for Edge to hammer him with a big boot to the face, Edge taking control from there. We see Edge having Kennedy grounded, applying pressure to the knee with a twisting kneelock, wrenching and cranking up the pressure, causing Kennedy to grimace each time he does so. Kennedy tries to reach up for a handful of hair to break the hold, but Edge pulls his head away. Kennedy tries again, but again he misses… only for him then to counter with an inside cradle! 1... 2… Edge barely kicks out! Kennedy tries to get back to his feet, but Edge pounces, dropping repeated double axe handles to the back, keeping Kennedy under control. Edge helps Kennedy up though, only to hook him up and drop him with a Russian legsweep for a near fall. Edge continues to attack as he goes back to the knee, aiming stomps to the damaged joint, then he takes Kennedy up and down with a shinbreaker. After a barrage of right hands to the face keeps Kennedy down, Edge heads to the corner, pushes himself up onto the second rope… and goes for a kneedrop… but Kennedy rolls… and Edge smashes into the mat! Now it’s Edge who’s hobbling, and Kennedy moves to quickly take advantage, taking Edge off his feet with a stiff kick to the back of the knee! Edge limps back up, Kennedy mocking him, before delivering another kick to the knee! Edge is down, and now Kennedy drags him towards the corner, slides under the bottom rope, and lines Edge up, the fans dying to see it… as Kennedy spread eagles Edge into the ringpost!

Edge’s face is a picture as he cries out in anguish, and with a look of sheer fury in his eyes, Kennedy goes on the attack, smacking Edge with rights and boots, backing him to the corner, allowing Kennedy to go for an Irish whip across… but when he follows in, Edge uses the ropes to elevate himself over Kennedy… no! Kennedy catches Edge on his shoulder, yanks him free of the ropes… ROLLING FIREMAN’S CARRY SLAM! Kennedy gets all of it, and he crawls to drape an arm across Edge’s chest… 1… 2… Edge rolls a shoulder! Kennedy curses his luck, but he presses on, returning the favour as he stomps Edge’s knee, keeping him grounded. Kennedy then grabs the foot, steps over, twists and turns… FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK… NO! Edge kicks Kennedy away… Kennedy smacks the turnbuckle chest first and stumbles back… EDGE-O-MATIC! Kennedy’s head smacks off the canvas, and now Edge goes for the cover… 1… 2… Kennedy rolls a shoulder! Edge is now looking frantic as he claws at his hair, sure he had the match won right there, but he looks to try again as he drives Kennedy to the corner, laying in with a string of shoulder thrusts, before he takes Kennedy up and down with a scoop slam. Edge then heads outside, climbs upstairs, readies himself as he waits for Kennedy to rise… before Edge flies… MISSILE DROPKICK… NO! Kennedy grabs the feet, Edge smacks off the mat… Kennedy steps, twists, turns and falls… FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!! Kennedy locks on the move of his long-time rival Ric Flair, the crowd loud as hell with a very mixed reaction. Edge is desperate, his arms flailing in a mix of pain and trying to escape, arms out stretched, scratching and clawing for the ropes… and eventually Edge makes it to the safety of the bottom rope!

Kennedy can’t believe it, looking dejected as he slowly picks Edge off the canvas, tagging him a pair of tired right hands, before he goes for an Irish whip off the ropes… but he lowers his head… and Edge puts on the breaks… EDGECUTION!! Edge plants Kennedy with the lifting DDT, rolling him over for the lateral press… 1… 2… 3… NO! Kennedy kicks out! Edge can’t believe it, and neither can the fans as our main event is set to continue! Edge bursts back to his feet, getting right in the referee’s face, demanding a three count, but he’s told it was only two. With Kennedy still down, struggling to get back on his feet, Edge heads for the corner, crouching down, clawing at his hair, poised and ready to strike, as Kennedy staggers back up… and here comes Edge… SPEAR… NO! Kennedy sidesteps it… EDGE SPEARS THE CORNER! Edge’s face smacks off the second turnbuckle, and he stumbles out… MIC CHECK!! Kennedy plants Edge, and now he hooks the leg… 1… 2… 3… NO! This time it’s Edge who somehow stays alive! Kennedy is back on his knees, head in his hands, holding three fingers up at the ref, but only getting two fingers in response. With Edge still down, Kennedy steps through the ropes and climbs upstairs, fire in his eyes as he steadies himself… then flies… KENTON BOMB… NO!! Edge rolls to safety, and Kennedy crashes and burns!

Both men are down, hurt, exhausted, but somehow they manage to drag themselves up, Edge slugging Kennedy with a tired right hand… Kennedy fires back… a slugfest breaks out, as Edge connects… then Kennedy… Edge… Kennedy… Kennedy… Kennedy again, backing Edge to the ropes, where he goes for an Irish whip… but Edge ducks underneath the clothesline… and comes off the other side… SPEAR!! Edge gets all of it, and he hooks Kennedy up tight for the 1… 2… 3… NO! Somehow, someway, Kennedy kicked out! Edge can’t believe it! ‘The Rated-R Superstar’ is stunned, almost in disbelief, slapping himself in the face a few times to make sure it’s really happening. Once he comes around, anger burns in Edge’s eyes, and know he rolls under the bottom rope to the floor. Looking like a man possessed, he heads for the timekeeper’s table and shoves Tony Chimel aside… picking up his steel chair! It looks like Edge doesn’t care anymore about winning, he wants to remove Kennedy from the equation like he did Benoit, meaning he’ll be the only contender left! Edge has the chair in hand, heading for the ring… but on commentary, Batista is heard saying “I’m not lettin’ this happen again!”… and he removes his headset! Batista looks to cut Edge off… and he snatches the chair clean from Edge’s hand… and tosses it away! Edge is incensed, wild eyed as he screams at Batista… but ‘The Animal’ simple grabs Edge… and rolls him back into the ring! Edge storms back to his feet, furious that Batista would put his hands on him, shouting down at Batista… but that means he doesn’t see Kennedy rise to his feet behind him… and Edge turns… MIC CHECK!! A SECOND MIC CHECK!! Kennedy plants Edge once again, rolls Edge over, hooks both legs tight as he can… 1… 2… 3!

Winner: Mr. Kennedy @ 15.23

It's Kennedy! By doing the right thing and taking the chair away from Edge, Batista has inadvertently helped Kennedy to a victory tonight! Once again there's a very mixed response for Kennedy. but this time, the cheers are much more audible, clearly the fans happy to see Edge defeated. Getting back on his feet, Kennedy has his hand raised by the referee, only to quickly snatch it away. Kennedy then heads to the corner that rises high above where 'The Animal' stands, climbing to the second rope, pointing down at Batista, motioning around his waist that next week, the World Heavyweight Championship is his. Batista simply holds the title high in the air to a strong pop from the fans, a standoff ensuing between champion and challenger...


Michael Cole: I don't quite know what to say! Batista... he just wound up giving Mr. Kennedy an assist here! It's Batista and Kennedy, next week from London, England with the gold on the line!

John Bradshaw Layfield: I told 'im not to stick 'is nose in! I told 'im not to get involved! What the hell is Batista thinkin' about? He had no business gettin' involved like that! None whatsoever!

Tazz: What are ya' talkin' about? Edge was gonna use that chair, and thank God Batista put a stop to it!

Michael Cole: What a wild night it's been, and it's only gonna get wilder next week when SmackDown crosses the pond! Hardy and Finlay for the US Title, Batista and Kennedy for the World Title! It's gonna be huge, don't miss it folks, join us next week in the United Kingdom! Goodnight!

The camera continues to dart between Kennedy high on the second rope, the defiant Batista stood on the floor below, the pair nodding at each other, both men looking determined to leave London next week as World Heavyweight Champion, neither man budging an inch it seems as we fade... to... black.

*End Show*




Current Card for WWE JUDGMENT DAY:
Date: May 20th, 2007

Location: iPayOne Center; San Diego, California

Last Man Standing Match:
Chavo Guerrero vs. Rey Mysterio


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Interesting choice to go with the New Breed starting off the program but I guess it's a good thing for you actually. Since you can have anyone open the show, it shows how stacked your roster is. I'm a fan of Burke so it was good to see him get some words in. But oh man, their opponents are the heavy guns with Hardy and Batista. The New Breed did alright against the champs but they were ofcourse going to lose. They did get a rub from the champs though so that's good, it's really all you can do.

This Danielson/Helms feud has been rather good and well I don't mind it lasting longer. However, I felt like Helms promo was a tad bit long. Just seemed kind of awkward to have Danielson just take that from Helms. I think he would've gotten on the mic and got his reply in. But I like the content in Helms's promo bringing up the fact that Danielson was in the WWE before which I had forgotten actually. Sure hope the Crusierweight Title doesn't get retired, so I'm guessing Danielson captures the belt which will infuriate Helms. I could see this feud lasting a long while.

I'm really not sure if I like Edge better as a heel or face more, he plays both alignments so well. I like the way you portrayed Edge here, you just want to boo the guy so bad. Especially after he took out a fan favorite like Chris Benoit. Not sure about this whole match with Kennedy though, I'm thinking Benoit somehow comes back and it becomes a triple threat with Edge and Batista. As for Chavo's promo, I liked it a whole lot. But I wasn't too sure that you'd want to keep referencing Eddie's death a lot, just didn't seem right. But yeah, this feud is built upon a lot of hate and the Last Man Standing Match, should Mysterio choose to accept it, would be a good one. It should definitely end the feud.

Oh man, epic interview with Funaki and Kennedy, kinda disappointed that it didn't go on for longer. Having Santino go into a feud with Funaki would be pretty funny, glad to see some comedy on the show. But I was hoping that Kennedy would smart-mouth Funaki more but it's fine. Kane/FBI feud? Interesting. Not sure what's going on with Kendrick here, but are we seeing the demise of the Hooliganz? Hopefully not.

Hardy/Finlay, Belfast Brawl? Oh man, this is gonna be good! King Booker was perfectly written for here! Was quite funny when he put Coach in his place, poor Coach. You still keeping these Extremists together? Kind of random for me since we knew Finlay was getting the win here. Anyway, the focal point was to get ready for the big match of Hardy vs. Finlay and it's gonna be in London?! That's gonna be an epic match for sure, can't wait for that one.

This Miz promo was pretty good, what he had to say was true and I can see him being a big star in this thread if you pull the trigger. Having him pair up with McCool is a good move in my opinion, Miz needs some eye candy to fulfill that Hollywood type of gimmick. Batista's promo was rather interesting that he wanted Kennedy to win, but I guess his reasoning behind it was pretty logical. Gave us something else other than that, “I don't care who wins” stuff we get most of the time.

Well, main event definitely delivered here. It was always going to be a good match with the guys involved in it. I see Edge was trying to go for a weapon again but this time, Batista was there to stop him in his tracks. I don't think this whole thought that Edge hasn't gotten a fair shot will go away until Batista or whoever the World Champion beats Edge cleanly. So yeah, definitely thinking Edge weasels his way in the match somehow.

Overall, was a good show. It seemed promo heavy this time which I don't think took away from the entire episode but maybe more action could've been used. But it was probably a show to set everything up for the next Smackdown which will be in Europe, that should be a good one. Onto the next man!
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My first review (Let's hope it doesn't suck!)
I always felt like the New Breed were an underused group so it's good to see them opening the show. It's a nice subtle push for them be kicking off the show. Elijah is so good on the mic, I really wish he had gotten a bigger push in WWE because he could have been a big star.

Having read over a few previous shows, I kinda of expected Batista to be Matt's partner when he came out but predictable isn't always bad. Putting The New Breed against those two is another push in and of itself. The only criticism I would have in regards to the match is the near falls on Batista. I don't think anyone would buy anyone from The New Breed going over the World Champion so I would have had the falls be on Hardy but that's about it. Very well written match that flowed well and got New Breed over (which I feel was the purpose of the match), yet still kept Teesta and Hardy looking strongest in the end.

I always hated Coach and I don't mean in a good way. He had X-Pac heat in my mind so I didn't really appreciate the segments he was in. They were written well enough, I just couldn't get a feel for them because of Coach.

Bryan Danielson going over? Who could argue with that? He was so talented even back than. Glad to see him getting a push this early, even if it is in fantasy world. Helms post-match promo was good too. I like the fact Danielson just let him talk. Sometimes taking no action says more than anything else could. Solid stuff.

Krystal was so bland, even as an interviewer. Edge's promos are always great. I could write a great Edge promo in my sleep because he character, as a heel, was so smooth and easy to pull off. By the numbers stuff.

I always hated the Chavo/Rey feud. The whole idea of doing it because of Eddie just left a really bad taste in my mouth but I'd probably do the same thing to explain the injury angle. You have to pick up storylines that are left off, even if it's dumb booking. I'm assuming you'll just end it at Judgement Day but I wouldn't have a problem with it if they continued feuding, as long as they had a new idea for it without using Eddie as a crux.

FUNAKI! I actually semi-mark out any time I see his name. He's such a great character. Sucks that he wasn't used more. Seems like another by the numbers backstage interview but it involves it more with Santino and The Hooligans. I love fun backstage interviews, just as long as they don't get too stupid. They always do a good job of breaking the action up.

Kane Vs MVP is a good TV match. They didn't really click for a long-term feud but they worked well enough together that they could do a solid TV match.

Finlay Vs Hardy was just a good series of matches. Those two are both good enough on the mic that they could make a feud mean something and great enough in the ring that they could paper over any issues in the feud with great matches. Gonna be good to see them go at it again.

By the numbers win for Finlay in another solidly written match. You've got a nack for writing good matches. It's something I actually pride myself on. Glad to see I'm not the only one!

Batista promo's are fucking awesome. Face, heel, tweener, tweeter, whatever. He's just so awesome no matter what he's doing. While I do prefer heel Batista (mainly because he had the Hollywood Rock feel to him which was my favourite Rock rendition), I thought he was a great kick-ass face and this promo did a good job of hyping the main event.

KING OF THE MOTHER FUCKING RING! I need say no more.

I really feel like you're going somewhere nice with the whole World Title picture. The crazy-Edge persona was probably his best and him continuing to fail in getting another shot at Batista really does get you in a position where you can really push a lot of boundaries with that character. It's good because you've gotten Benoit and Kennedy over without weakening Edge a bit. That's great booking IMO. Batista Vs Kennedy should be great!

All in all, really enjoyed the show and have loved everything I've managed to read of the thread so far. Definitely my favourite BTB, great work.
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Really surprising start to the show with the New Breed getting themselves some promo time but I must say I liked it. It was something different and fresh which is always a good thing. Burke came across as the arrogant so and so that he is and I liked the use of Layla in this, her little facial expressions and whatnot.

Wow. The World Champion and the United States Champion as their opponents. It’s a hell of a rub for the New Breed just being in the ring with them to be honest so in my eyes, this was a smart call. Obviously Tista and Hardy were always gonna come out on top but they certainly put up a strong fight and Elijah almost nipped in with a couple of Elijah Expresses, I thought surely not lol. Good start to the show.

This Teddy/Coach segment was well written but to be honest I didn’t see an awful lot of point to it. Unless this is gonna lead to a power struggle between the two for the GM spot then I’d rather it was a little more short and sweet, a bit more meaningful too. Again, I don’t know your long term plan with it though so can’t really complain too much.

Loved JBL’s reaction to Danielson’s appearance here . Anyways onto the match itself, solid enough and always gonna be another big win for the ‘YES’ man. Helms was absolutely gold here, you’ve really brought the best out of him since Wrestlemania and this feud is probably one of my favourites in the thread right now. I wasn’t so sure on bringing up how Danielson was rejected before by the company. I don’t know, I just didn’t really like that. However, the way Helms came across, the manner and the words used after bringing that up were all perfect and it does make Danielson’s quest for the gold all the more enthralling with this story now behind it.

Solid enough promo from Edge here, he got his point across pretty well and added some extra hype for the main event later.

Chavo was awesome here. I really REALLY liked this. Bringing up the Guerrero history, the way he spoke about Eddie right the way through to him slating Rey for using it as his own platform, it was excellent stuff and it was all valid too. Vickie’s part here wasn’t quite up to it but it did make sense for her to speak. Ending was really sweet, you could just feel the emotion from Chavo and a Last Man Standing match between the two would no doubt be brutal. Just a shame Mysterio would probably win as Chavo in this kind of form is really captivating.

Kennedy was gold here, loved it. Santino and Funaki was just lol, Kane’s gonna maul these lot later.

Well this was interesting. The birth of THE Brian Kendrick perhaps? I’d be all for it. A slow burn would be nice though as a London/Kendrick feud could own. Well written again here, showed the tension nicely as well as the small tweaks in Kendrick’s demeanour.

Solid win for Kane here, despite the FBI’s advances. Never really gonna threaten the Big Red Machine, although I am a little disappointed that MVP STILL lost even with the interference. I know he’s got this whole thing with Booker going on but I’d still like to see him get a couple more wins under his belt.

Finlay/Hardy next week should be a heck of a match. Belfast Brawl stipulation? Even better. Really good stuff from Hardy here, showing he’s a fighting champion and taking on Finlay at his own game. Excited for that one.

Well clearly this is leading somewhere but I’m not entirely sure what direction still which is a good thing really. Coach sticking his nose in was great, much better use of him than earlier although I guess you needed earlier to make this go ahead and happen.

Good win for Finlay building towards next week. One thing I will say is, was there any need to have Sabu and Sandman out there? They did nothing and served no real purpose.

Really solid stuff from Miz here. He’s really building up slowly but surely and I’m pretty sure he will be the one to take the title from Hardy somewhere down the road. Clever idea with this and McCool alongside him is working for me too.

Funny stuff here, another enjoyable use of Coach, the spitting beer thing had me. The phone call afterwards really caught my attention. Can’t wait to see who Coach is bringing in and I’m sure at that point he’ll have a more prominent role in proceedings.

Decent enough interview from Batista here. Never the most captivating but got his point across nicely. Liked the way you had him doubt whether Benoit would return or not, makes Edge’s attack seem like an even bigger deal. Him being out there for the main event should make things get a little messy.

Main event was a really strong showing and I liked the way you had the crowd unsure who to cheer for as naturally, they would be. I would’ve liked to see a bit more on that subject as the match wore on with the crowd beginning to side with either one or the other. Action however was strong and really liked the use of Kennedy applying the figure four, as well as the mentioning of his rivalry with Flair. Ending was well done and it plays into the fact that Edge continues to be ‘screwed’ in his eyes, failing to get the shot he deserves while it gives Kennedy another huge opportunity to make a name for himself.

Very strong show here. The main event scene continues to hot up while Coach/T-Long had me a bit iffy at first, that’s now got my interest also. The tag ranks are taking shape quite nicely along with the U.S title scene and the Danielson/Helms feud is continuing to bubble. Everything is progressing well and post Mania we’re really starting to see your definitive stamp on this. Good job and looking forward to next week with two huge title matches.
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Didn’t get to comment on it, but since it’s kind of in the video package for this show - fuckin’ Umaga breaking the stage a couple of weeks ago was damn beastly. Hope that means a set redesign is on the wy

Kicking off the New Breed is a bold move, so I’m only gonna assume someone with a big name is gonna shut them up here. I think I noted earlier in your thread before Wrestlemania you have a lot of pieces for great tag team wrestling with managers, this team being no different. I like the dynamic here, with Burke being the obvious cocky mouthpiece and Monty just being the beast in the back. Ah, the opponents don’t disappoint. Figured they had to face someone big to get the opening spot. I can just picture JBL going nuts over this too, which his whole ‘Teddy Long is trying to hold back the (heel) youth schtick. As for the actual match, no surprise the team of crowd favorite champions, though nice to see the Breed putting up a fight that they probably have no shot at winning. Outer Limitz Elbow~! I always did mark for that move with Elijah. Mix it into a tag team move with Monty plz. Great that you have the constant tag ins and outs from the Breed, keeping Hardy isolated and all that jazz, showing they have some great tag team psychology between them as it is. Burke looked good here hitting his finisher, although didn’t like Brown eating the TofF, but that’s probably just a minor annoyance than anything. Didn’t expect any other outcome from this one really, but still a solid showing from the Breed, although I would’ve like it if perhaps Layla played a larger factor, but I’m sure we’ll see her role on the squad develop over smaller fry opponents.

Still think your Judgment Day promo is pretty cool.

Ah, Coach right back in the role he should always be and that’s being everyone’s least favorite butt monkey. Nice to have the comedy bits, seeing as how they can always fit into something in the future if you really need them to.

Danielson looked beast here, as always. How many times as Mercury jobbed to him? Regardless, that wasn’t the point of this segment, was it? No, it was the brilliant promo cut by Helms. This thing was amazing. Everything clicked with this – delivery, imagery, content, it was there. I’m very interested in the fact that you’re bringing in Danielson’s throwaway past. It’s a tricky thing to grasp properly, but I think you did a nice job with it here. Now Danielson’s drive for wanting the title goes beyond just wanting it. After being called a fraud, should Danielson beat Helms, he’s gonna prove that he’s for real. And that’s a very nice notion to put on a still budding character. An excellent story unfolding here between these two men in a wild card spot on the undercard. Now we’ll see if Danielson digs up any old Hurricane facts…

Edge interview was nice. Still great to see the traces of psycho Edge springing up all over the place. Also commend you on a heel-vs-heel main event tonight.

Jesus, dude. From a creative perspective, this Chavo promo was sheer excellence because of the way Eddie’s death has been played up for years concerning Rey’s success, Vickie’s employment, and Chavo’s relevance. It had Chavo turn it all on its head and deconstruct it all. But this was brutal, son. The way he went about it was absolutely relentless. I’m sure some people will be uneasy about it for obvious reasons, and I’m a little torn about it myself, especially considering I really don’t like Chavo, but I will say the logic and storytelling capabilities behind this are fantastic, it’s just how its gonna be from here on out and how much more of this is there gonna be. I’m not sure how much ammo Chavo has in that barrel now, and I’m hoping that what won’t happen is we just got that torrid speech from a relatively stagnant character and build him up only to be squashed when Rey gets back. This just got ridiculously personal and while it is incredibly interesting because of how many real life elements it possess, please be careful with this.

True definition of professional wrestling programming right there. One of the heaviest promos I’ve ever read in my entire life…followed up by the image of a flailing Funaki. Well, ‘can’t mourn forever’ as they say. Kennedy caught in the comedic crossfire is comedic in itself and I will say I love how you’ve used the F.B.I. for as long as I’ve been reading. Sure, more often than not what they do is filler, but they have a genuine and valuable role, along with Funaki, as being not just those lovable jobbers, but the lighthearted soul of a show filled with nothing but seriousness. And it’s only gonna get worse on the road to Judgment Day with what’s going on, I think these fellas may show even more value in coming weeks. Now that I’ve said that, don’t cram’em down my throat.

Lots of promos tonight. This one pinpointing almost certainly a slow build not just between tag partners, but the emergence of “The” Brian Kendrick. Like that you’re going for the slow build on this one, but I must say, I don’t like breaking up the ‘ganz if it does happen. They’re a team I thought should’ve stayed together for a lot longer than they did, but I’ll see what you do with it before passing off judgment.

Kane back to his one man wrecking crew roots is nice. Appreciate that such a minor distraction doesn’t really affect Kane much, but boy is MVP in trouble. I’m actually gunning for him to win the King of the Ring, and with the way Kane’s been going lately, I wouldn’t be surprised if he met him in the finals. I’m not gonna get too wrapped up in the actual decision in the match, but it was a little disheartening to see him lose.

Hardy riding his wave of momentum to a high, eh? A Belfast Brawl for the big show sounds bon on top of bon. The potential self-destructive behaviors of the Hardy clan show up once again and, seeing as how its Matt Hardy and how he’s readily booked as the underdog, I could easily see him losing the title just as quickly as he won it. But you seem invested in this character, so I doubt it’ll happen. But it’ll make a cracker of a read.

Lulz at Coach the Cranky Janitor. Oh, and more interesting developments between Porter and King ‘where the hell did he go in the MITB match’ Booker.

Dreamer doing what he’s good at here, I suppose. Not much else to say other than Finlay looking like the boss he is and he, like many men, just trying to get some more momentum back after the big show.

Ugh. I really don’t like Miz being developed here at all, but it’s nice to see you take this approach with him and you’re building him up well. Some great content from your big promos tonight, I will say that.

Three weeks? Who could our beer-bathed, shit-smeared, overalled lovable rouge up to now?

Not gonna lie here – a little uneasy with you potentially writing Chris Benoit off with chair shots to the head. But how thoughtful of Batista to go out there and watch for Edge.

Very solid match and dynamic between the two heels here, although I will say I was genuinely shocked that KK kicked out of that many potential finishers. Kennedy using the Figure Four is an awesome jab, btw. Didn’t expect Edge to get the rematch on a weekly show, so Kennedy getting the nod here makes sense, although was surprised at how Batista played into it. A triple threat is imminent at some point I would imagine, but this was just smark booking here. I’m very curious as to see who you get to end Batista’s now year-long reign.

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Overall, you’re still heavy in Wrestlemania hangover mode and its showing, but since Smackdown has more time to recover than RAW, it’s understandable that it’s a little less rushed than over on the red brand. A lot of characters getting some great promos today and the further development of several others is very nice to see. The New Blood, Chavo, Helms, and potentially “The” Kendrick are all very nice upcoming heels that got spotlights and will hopefully continue to do so. The face side isn’t as lavish as that one, but they have some great guys coming there as well. Nice to see you doing so with both brands, although it’s much more about the tag teams over on RAW. Again, solid job as always, and hoping all stays well through the next installment
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Thanks for the feedback chaps. I shall do my best to try get it back it to you in some shape or form over the next couple of weeks, inbetween writing Backlash of course. Speaking of Backlash, all the coding, commentary, videos, etc, are written, as are two of the seven matches. Hopefully if work eases up over the next few days I'll get some solid work done on it. But for now, a rather lengthy Raw preview.

~WWE.COM ANNOUNCEMENT~

After the events of last week’s Monday Night Raw, wwe.com can reveal that a further two matches have been added to this Sunday’s Backlash pay per view. On the back of his and Mickie James’ victory over Kenny Dykstra and Torrie Wilson in a Mixed Gender Tag Team Match, Carlito will indeed get another shot at Dykstra’s Intercontinental Championship when the two collide this Sunday with the gold on the line. Another match agreed on will be a Six Person Intergender Tag Team Match between three members of The Hart Legacy, Harry Smith, Tyson Kidd and Natalya Niedhart, and the team of Johnny Nitro, Chris Masters and Melina. The final Backlash card is as such:

Current Card for WWE BACKLASH:
Date: April 29th, 2007

Location:FedEx Forum; Memphis, Tennessee

WWE Championship Match:
WWE Champion Rob Van Dam vs. John Cena

No Holds Barred Match:
Shawn Michaels vs. Triple H

Intercontinental Championship Match:
Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra vs. Carlito

World Tag Team Championships Match:
World Tag Team Champions The World’s Greatest Tag Team vs. The Straight Edge Saints

Money in the Bank Match:
Mr. Money in the Bank Randy Orton vs. Jeff Hardy

Women’s Championship Triple Threat Match:
Women’s Champion Mickie James vs. Beth Phoenix vs. Victoria

Six Person Intergender Tag Team Match:
The Hart Legacy vs. Johnny Nitro, Chris Masters and Melina



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~Monday Night Raw~
April 23rd, 2007
Manchester Evening News Arena
Manchester, England






The WWE has taken the show on the road this week as both the Raw and SmackDown rosters have descended upon the United Kingdom, with Manchester, England playing host to the final Monday Night Raw before this Sunday’s Backlash pay per view.

The pressure was firmly on the shoulders of John Cena last week as he stepped into the ring with Bobby Lashley in a WrestleMania rematch that would decide who would face WWE Champion Rob Van Dam at Backlash for the most prestigious prize in sports entertainment. Not only was expectation high for Cena, but there also was ‘RVD’ calling on Cena to forget his involvement in last week’s battle of the boardroom and focus on beating Lashley. Cena delivered, setting up the showdown both he, Van Dam and the fans wanted to see, meaning the pressure is firmly back on ‘RVD’ this week. It was Mr. McMahon himself who signed off on tonight’s main event, a Champion vs. Champion Match pitting Van Dam against the Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra. No doubt Cena, McMahon and Lashley will all have their say on the matter, but with ‘RVD’ seeking to prove his credentials as the man to carry Raw, tonight could prove to be the ideal opportunity for him to do so with Backlash just six days away.

The clock continues to tick down to what is shaping up to be one of the most brutal battles in WWE history, namely the No Holds Barred Match between bitter rivals Shawn Michaels and Triple H. Last week, ‘The Game’ gave his thoughts on the matter of his former friendship with Michaels in a highly charged interview with Jim Ross, while Michaels was in action as he picked up a victory over Jeff Hardy. This week, the roles are reversed as we hear from Michaels after he gave an interview to Joey Styles, while Triple H will step into the ring with a bona-fide Shawn Michaels protégé, Michaels’ former student, Lance Cade. Cade and his tag team partner Trevor Murdoch will both no doubt be looking to soften up ‘The Game’ ahead of this Sunday, but given the mood Triple H was in last week, it could all backfire on The Redneck Wrecking Crew once Cade steps inside the square circle.

After teaming up with Mickie James to beat Kenny Dykstra and Torrie Wilson last week, Carlito finally has his wish as he gets another shot at Dykstra and the Intercontinental Championship this Sunday in a WrestleMania XXIII rematch. Tonight though, ‘Lito brings a little Caribbean flavour to Manchester as he hosts the first ever U.K. edition of Carlito’s Cabana! And his guest? None other than Dykstra himself. Expect the insults and maybe even the fists to fly when those two stand toe to toe in the ring in what is sure to be an explosive situation.

Elsewhere, with two tag team matches lined up for this Sunday, the participants will collide as CM Punk of The Straight Edge Saints takes on one half of the World Tag Team Champions, Shelton Benjamin, while after seeing Melina defeat Natalya Niedhart last week, Harry Smith looks to regain the momentum for The Hart Legacy as he takes on Chris Masters in his father, the late, great Davey Boy Smith’s, hometown. And all three participants in this Sunday’s Women’s Championship Triple Threat Match will meet, as the strained relationship between Beth Phoenix and Victoria is put to the test when they team up to face Mickie James and Candice Michelle.

All this and more on what's sure to be a night where the United Kingdom well and truly feels the backlash!

Confirmed Matches:

Rob Van Dam vs. Kenny Dykstra

Triple H vs. Lance Cade
CM Punk vs. Shelton Benjamin
Harry Smith vs. Chris Masters
Mickie James and Candice Michelle vs. Beth Phoenix and Victoria

Carlito hosts an edition of Carlito’s Cabana with his guest, Kenny Dykstra!

Plus!! Joey Styles sits down for an interview with Shawn Michaels regarding his upcoming match with Triple H at Backlash. Randy Orton and Jeff Hardy are both in the building, with Orton scheduled to compete against a local competitor, and we’ll catch up on all the fallout from last week’s boardroom showdown.
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To those I owe comments to, I have a job interview on Thursday that could lead to my version of the Stojy-esque dream job. Therefore, I'll hit up the comments after that. But for now, Raw...

~Monday Night Raw~
April 23rd, 2007
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"And maybe the pressure's startin' to get to you?"





We open the show with a recap video from last week's episode, the theme of the video being the pressure that the major players on Raw were under last week. We see intermittent clips from the board meeting, with Vince McMahon rubbing his brow nervously, the tension in the ring between John Cena and Rob Van Dam, the concerned look on Linda McMahon's face, the focus in the eyes of Bobby Lashley. We then see clips of the main event, the back and forth action between Cena and Lashley, with 'RVD' watching on, and again we hear intermittent clips from the boardroom, the announcement of the postponement of the vote, then back to the action to see Lashley tap out to the STFU, before our video ends on the sight of 'RVD' stood on the stage, staring down at Cena in the ring, the WWE Championship high in the air, the match between the two at Backlash confirmed.

After the usual Raw opening video, it's into the arena for the traditional explosion of pyro. As we're in the United Kingdom, we take a tour of the set, with a red double-decker bus stage left, while a black taxi is stage right, with two Beefeaters standing guard nearby the entrance way. After a quick tour of the boisterous fans, we now hear from the announce team as they welcome us to the show...


Jim Ross: Manchester, England is buzzing with anticipation, as even though Monday Night Raw emanates from across the pond in the United Kingdom, there is still plenty o' tension in the air, as everybody braces themselves for the Backlash! Hello everyone, I'm good ol' J.R., Jim Ross, alongside my colleagues as always, Jerry 'The King' Lawler and Joey Styles, and we are excited to be here in jolly old England!

Jerry Lawler: Manchester, brace yourselves! Monday Night Raw is here, and we're just SIX days away from Raw's first pay per view of the year, Backlash! And you can feel it in the air, these people are excited, and I'm lovin' bein' here in England! Bein' a King always has its perks when you're in the United Kingdom!

Joey Styles: I'm sure you're invitation for tea and scones at Buckingham Palace is on its way 'King'! But with Backlash so close on the horizon, we've got a big night in store, and what a main event we've got lined up folks!

Jim Ross: Oh absolutely. It's Champion vs. Champion, the WWE Champion Rob Van Dam takin' on the Intercontinental Champion, Kenny Dykstra. Dykstra may be young, he may be arrogant and vain, but bah gawd, the kid backs it up in the ring, and tonight's gonna be a big test for 'RVD'.

Jerry Lawler: Not only that, Harry Smith, whose father was of course the late, great Davey Boy Smith, 'The British Bulldog', he's gonna have a strong following behind him tonight as he takes on Chris Masters, Beth Phoenix and Victoria, they'll be opponents this Sunday, but tonight they team up to battle the Women's Champion Mickie James and Candice Michelle, and one half of the World Tag Team Champions, Shelton Benjamin, takes on CM Punk.

Joey Styles: And what a match that could be, between two of the brightest stars here on Raw! But we're also gonna hear from both men involved in this Sunday's No Holds Barred Match. Earlier in the week at WWE headquarters, I conducted an interview with Shawn Michaels, you don't wanna miss that one folks, while 'The Game', Triple H, takes on one half of The Redneck Wrecking Crew, Lance Cade.

Jim Ross: It's gonna be a huge night everyone, just six days away from Backlash! But right now, I think we're about to kick things off with a very special edition of Carlito's Cabana!

Indeed we are, as we cut to the ring to see the Cabana set out in full force, with palm trees in the corners, a hammock slung across the ropes, a barrel full of apples and a pair of deck chairs in the ring, while on a nearby table, two hollowed out coconuts have pink straws sticking out of them.

”I SPIT IN DA' FACE... OF PEOPLE WHO DON'T WANT TO BE COOL...”

*COOL...*


With British crowds always being loud, you can imagine the volume of support that welcomes Carlito into the arena. Looking as cool as he always does, 'Lito casually saunters down the aisle, wearing a bright orange Hawaiian shirt, gently tossing an apple up into the air before he snatches it again with his hand...


Jim Ross: This young man's been through a lot the last month or so, especially the heartache of seein' his girlfriend turn his back on 'im with the world watchin' at WrestleMania. This Sunday at Backlash, redemption could be at hand for Carlito when he challenges Kenny Dykstra for the Intercontinental Championship.

Joey Styles: Indeed that match was announce earlier on wwe.com, a WrestleMania rematch between Carlito and Dykstra. 'King', as man who's saw many women come and go into your life-

Jerry Lawler: Ha ha, thanks a lot partner!

Joey Styles: Don't mention it! I'm just wonderin' if you think the effect this rivalry has had on Carlito's personal life could affect his professional life this Sunday at Backlash?

Jerry Lawler: I think when you consider how publicly his personal life felt apart thanks to that jezebel Torrie, then I think it could have a big effect. But I've been watchin' Carlito these last few weeks, I think he's startin' to get his smile and his swagger back, and I think he'll use the disappointment of WrestleMania as a positive this Sunday.

Carlito steps through the ropes and takes a moment to look out into the crowd, the fans giving him another warm cheer as he does so, before 'Lito heads towards one of the deck chairs and picks up a microphone from it...

Carlito: Wow. Manchester, England... 'ju guys are on it tonight!

The crowd respond with a loud pop...

Carlito: Carlito loves 'de energy in 'dis arena right now. Carlito thinks Manchester is pretty cool.

And another loud pop...

Carlito: And right now, Carlito's out here to host 'de first ever Carlito's Cabana in 'de United Kingdom.

Carlito pauses to let that last statement sink in...

Carlito: ‘Dat’s pretty cool too. But ‘ju know what’s even cooler than that? It’s what Carlito’s gonna do ‘dis Sunday at Backlash!

Becoming more serious, 'Lito starts to pace back and forth across the ring...

Carlito: ‘Dis Sunday, Carlito’s got three goals in mind. Number one… Carlito’s gonna shut ‘dat big mouth of ‘dat punk Kenny Dykstra once and for all. Two… Carlito’s show the world what a skank ‘dat slut Torrie Wilson really is. And three… Carlito’s gonna right ‘de wrongs of WrestleMania and finally become ‘de new Intercontinental Champion.

Again the crowd react positively, with 'Lito nodding his appreciation...

Carlito: And tonight, on Carlito’s Cabana, is ‘de guy whose ass Carlito is gonna kick ‘dis Sunday. So, uh… yeah… welcome Carlito’s guest… Kenny Dykstra.

*IN THE MIDDLE OF IT NOW...*


All eyes turn towards the entrance as the Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra steps out, the youngster looking as cocky as ever with his sunglasses on and a t-shirt that reads “Future H.O.F'er” across the chest. Dykstra and Torrie Wilson head down the ramp arm in arm, both looking pretty unhappy about the prospect of stepping into the cabana. Dykstra steps up the steps first, followed by Torrie, who sits down on the middle rope, holding it open for Dykstra to step through. In the ring, Dykstra takes a fw steps towards 'Lito, an angry scowl on his face, but Carlito holds out his hands to show he means no harm... right now at least...


Carlito: Hey, easy, alright? Take it easy and relax. Carlito ain’t gonna start a fight wit’ you right now. Just take a seat, relax, enjoy ‘de show. Help yourself to drink’s and stuff.

Carlito heads towards the table and picks up one of the coconuts with the straws in them...

Carlito: Wait… here Torrie, suck on ‘dis. 'Ju oughta be used to it by now.

”Oooooh!” from the crowd, with Dykstra reacting furiously, snapping off his sunglasses and looking to charge at 'Lito, but Torrie wraps her arms around Kenny's chest, stopping him and speaking into his ear, trying to get him to calm down. Carlito simply stands his ground, laughing at his joke, before he too tries to quell the temper of the young champion...

Carlito: Alright, alright, just sit down man. Carlito promises, no more insults. Promise.

Dykstra's nostrils flare as he breathes heavily, before he puts his sunglasses back on, seemingly calming down a bit, then picks up the mic from the other deck chair and sits down...

Carlito: So, Kenny… welcome to Carlito’s Cabana!

Carlito proudly shows off the set, but before he can say anything else, Dykstra leans forward and interjects...

Kenny Dykstra: Listen, the only reason I’m even out here right now is ‘cause the guys in the back told me I had to. Apparently, I’m contractually obligated. But as far as I’m concerned, this whole set up is nothin’ but a waste of my time. I’ve got nothin’ to say to you, I don’t wanna be on your stupid talk show!

Carlito gives an exaggerated look of being offended, but Dykstra ignores it and carries on...

Kenny Dykstra: I should be backstage right now, getting’ myself ready for my match later tonight with Rob Van Dam. I don’t need this!

Heat from the crowd...

Kenny Dykstra: And y’see, that’s your problem, Carlito. While you’d rather come out here and make your little jokes, and insult me and Torrie, I’d rather be back there gettin’ ready for the biggest match of my career. That’s why I’m the Intercontinental Champion. You might be all laughs and jokes, gettin’ these people to cheer for ya’… but I don’t give a damn about these people.

More heat...

Kenny Dykstra: I’m not out here to entertain them, I’m here to win. So can we hurry this up please? I mean, go ahead, ask your little questions, let’s get this over with.

Again ‘Lito exaggerates his facial expressions, raising his eyebrows and shaking his head in surprise...

Carlito: Wow. ‘Dat wasn’t cool. ‘Dat wasn’t cool at all. Carlito decides when ‘de interview starts, not ‘de guest. But since ‘ju ask Carlito so nicely, then we begin. Carlito got a couple of questions to ask ‘ju. First off, and Carlito don’t even really know why he’s askin’ ‘dis, but… what’s ‘de deal with ‘ju two, huh? Carlito’ll hand it to ya’, at WrestleMania, you set Carlito up real good.

Kenny turns towards Torrie, the pair smirking at each other, clearly still delighted with their WrestleMania set up...

Carlito: ‘Ju guys obviously planned ‘dat real well, but Torrie, Carlito got a question for ‘ju. Carlito looks at Kenny here and thinks… he’s scrawny… he’s ugly… he talks too much… he’s not entertaining… he’s boring as hell… he’s barely old enough to drink... he's definitely not cool... what ‘ju see in ‘dis kid that Carlito’s missin’?

Letting out a little laugh, Torrie asks Kenny for the microphone...

Torrie Wilson: What do I see in Kenny? I see a young man, who’s clearly destined to make it to the very top here in the WWE. I see a future WWE Champion right infront of me. And I saw that in the run up to WrestleMania. I saw that Kenny was headed to the top, and I knew I wanted to go along for the ride.

Dykstra nods his head approvingly, while Torrie playfully rubs a hand across his shoulder...

Torrie Wilson: But you, Carlito? When I looked at you, all I saw was the same old boring Carlito I was used to. I mean face it Carlito, your career… it isn’t going anywhere. And don’t waste your time thinking this Sunday’s going to be the start of something for you. ‘Cause it’s not. All Backlash is gonna be for you is the exact same as WrestleMania. You’re gonna be looking up at the lights… and me and Kenny… we’re gonna be leaving with the gold.

Torrie looks incredibly smug with that last comment, while the crowd throws some boos her way...

Carlito: 'Ju gonna be leavin' with somethin'. Might not be gold, maybe herpes or somethin' like that.

Another laugh from the crowd, but Dykstra doesn’t see the funny side as he pushes himself forward in his chair, but again Carlito calls for calm...

Carlito: OK, OK, relax. Carlito's just messin' wit' 'ju.

Dykstra points a finger at ‘Lito, warning him, while a cheeky grin crosses the face of this Sunday’s challenger...

Carlito: OK, so at WrestleMania, Carlito's gotta hand it to 'ju two... 'ju got Carlito good. Carlito bets a lotta people are talkin' about it, about how 'ju played Carlito for a fool.

Kenny Dykstra: Yeah... they all say it was cool.

Dykstra thinks he’s the funniest man on the planet as he turns and laughs with Torrie, with Carlito rubbing his forehead in despair...

Carlito: Don't steal my line. Carlito bets 'ju pretty proud 'dat not only did 'ju play Carlito, but 'ju also left WrestleMania as 'de Intercontinental Champion. But Carlito got some news for 'ju, man. 'Ju might wear 'dat title around your waist... but 'ju ain't no champion.

Carlito pushes himself up from his chair, standing over Kenny and pointing down at him as he says...

Carlito: 'Ju nothin' but a punk who's pretendin' to be a champion. 'Ju didn't earn 'dat title. 'Ju injured Jeff Hardy, 'den 'ju had to cheat to take 'de title at 'de Royal Rumble.

Dykstra shakes off the accusation, ignoring Carlito as he looks off into the crowd...

Carlito: 'De Intercontinental Championship is one of 'de most prestigious titles in WWE history. But 'dat title ain't gonna be 'de thing that makes a man outta 'ju. 'Ju gotta do 'dat for 'jourself. But Carlito don't think 'ju got 'de cahonas to do it.

And now ‘Lito has Kenny’s attention, that last comment clearly hitting a nerve...

Carlito: 'Ju cheat every chance 'ju get, 'ju take all 'de shortcuts 'ju can, 'ju even gotta steal guys girlfriends to make sure 'ju win. 'Ju just got lucky 'dat 'dis is one dumb blonde who actually believes she means more to 'ju than 'dat title.

Furious, Torrie screams “What!?”, with Dykstra bursting up from his chair to try and calm her...

Carlito: 'Ju honestly think 'dis punk cares about 'ju? All he cares about is keepin' 'dat title. He don't give a damn about 'ju... and now, neither does Carlito. And 'dis Sunday, 'ju gonnna find 'dat out 'de hard way.

Torrie looks at Kenny with a “Is this true?” kinda stare, with Dykstra motioning that Carlito doesn’t have a clue what he’s talking about...

Carlito; 'Cause when Carlito becomes Intercontinental Champion, Kenny here ain't gonna wanna 'ju stickin' around anymore. And don't even think about tryin' to run back to Carlito. 'Dat ain't happenin'.

Torrie continues to stare at Dykstra, curiosity on her face, with Dykstra looking beyond her at ‘Lito...

Carlito; 'Cause 'ju Torrie... 'ju ain't cool anymore. But 'dis Sunday, Backlash, 'de Intercontinental Championship on 'de line... are 'ju gonna finally grow a pair and face Carlito mano-a-mano, Kenny? Or are 'ju gonna act like 'de little bitch 'ju really are!?

Again the crowd “Oooh!”, but this time there’s no angry reaction from Dykstra, instead he simply shakes his head...

Kenny Dykstra: Y'know what? I'm done. I'm not listenin' to this anymore. This isn't worthy of my time... and neither are you. C'mon Torrie, we're outta here.

Dykstra pushes himself up out of the chair, he and Torrie heading for the ropes to leave... but as they pass the barrel of apples, Kenny puts on the breaks, looking down at them and picking one from the top of the bunch...

Kenny Dykstra: Or maybe... (Kenny tosses the apple up in the air then catches it) maybe there's somethin' worth stickin' around for.

Dykstra smirks as he steps back towards ‘Lito, clearly intent on spitting apple in his face, but Carlito simply shakes his head and wags a finger...

Carlito: OK, junior, ‘dat’s not cool. Let Carlito give 'ju a piece of advice. 'Ju even think about takin' a bite outta 'dat apple, Carlito's gonna make like Wayne Rooney and kick 'jour head like a soccer ball all over 'dis arena.

The majority of the arena cheer loudly for the local reference, but of course there are some boos from the non United fans in attendance, but Carlito quickly presses on...

Carlito: ‘Ju better think real long and hard about whether ‘ju wanna do ‘dat. Carlito’s got a lotta aggression stored up for 'dis Sunday, 'ju don't wanna add to 'dat. 'Ju just put 'dat apple down, and 'ju walk away before 'ju get hurt.

Not backing down, Dykstra stands ready to strike, apple still in hand, until Torrie grabs at his arm, trying to convince Dykstra that a fight right now isn’t the smartest idea...

Kenny Dykstra: Nah... forget it. You're not worth it 'Lito. You're just a sad, pathetic loser with a cheap catchphrase. You can make fun of me, make fun of my age all you want. And you can say I'm not a man too, but at the end of the day...

Dykstra steps forward, taking off his sunglasses, going eye to eye with ‘Lito...

Kenny Dykstra: I was man enough to steal your girl.

Big time heat for that one, Carlito fuming as Kenny smirks in his face, before he turns and grabs Torrie by the hand...

Kenny Dykstra: C'mon Torrie, we're leavin'.

Just then, Dykstra realises he still has the apple in his hand, not wanting to carry it with him, he turns back to Carlito...

Kenny Dykstra: Oh yeah. 'Lito? Catch.

Dykstra tosses the apple up in the air at Carlito, who of course catches it... only to then be wiped out as Dykstra smacks the Intercontinental Championship off his skull! The crowd shits all over Dykstra as he scores a total cheap shot, and now the young champion drops down to mount Carlito, clobbering him with right hands, grabbing two handfuls of hair and screaming in Carlito's face “Who's not a man now, huh?! Who's not a man!?”, before the assault continues. After another flurry of right hands, Dykstra pushes himself back onto his feet, leaving Carlito down and struggling to get back up. A sneer is on the face of Torrie as she looks down upon her ex-boyfriend, and it looks like it could get worse as she heads back towards the barrel and grabs another apple.

Once more the crowd are loudly booing as Torrie hands the apple over to Kenny, pointin down at Carlito, clearly motioning for him to spit apple all over 'Lito. An evil smirk crosses Dykstra's face as he gets on board with Torrie's idea, taking a big massive bite out of the apple, then he leans down, readying himself to spray it all over 'Lito... but when Carlito rolls over onto his knees... he nails Kenny with a LOW BLOW... causing Kenny to send chunks of apple flying up into the air! The arena let out a great pop as Carlito avoids the insult, and as Kenny grabs his groin and stumbles backwards, Carlito grabs an apple of the canvas, pushes himself back to his feet and takes a bite... then spits at Kenny... but at the last second Dykstra pulls Torrie infront of him...

TORRIE GETS COVERED IN APPLE CHUNKS!!

Dykstra saves himself by pulling Torrie into the line of fire, causing her to take the apple right in the face, screaming in disgust! Dykstra doesn't give a damn it seems as he drops down and rolls under the bottom rope, stumbling away from the ring, leaving Torrie behind to suffer the laughs of the crowd. Carlito takes a few seconds to realise what's happened, but when he does, he can't help but laugh and shrug his shoulders. Torrie is furious, scurrying through the ropes to join Dykstra on the outside, with Kenny giving her a consoling hug, while in the ring, Carlito scoops up a microphone, and also sees that Dykstra has left his title belt behind. Carlito picks up the title too, then heads for the ropes, leaning over them, title belt held high in the air...


Carlito: HEY! Hey, Kenny! 'Dis Sunday... Carlito won't miss... and 'dis Intercontinental Championship is mine. Now 'dat's cool!

*COOL...*


The arena is on it's feet cheering as Carlito gets the last laugh tonight, sending a seething Dykstra and a tearful Torrie backing up the ramp. Dykstra's eyes are locked in on Carlito, the pair exchange some strong stares between each other, the camera darting back and forth, Dykstra shaking his head angrily, while in the ring, Carlito celebrates with the fans by holding up the title to more cheers as we head for a commercial.

*Commercial*


We’re back, and it’s to the office of ‘The Chairman of the Board’ Mr. McMahon we go to, a rather subdued looking Vince we see as he takes a look at some papers that are being handed to him by Brooke Adams. On a nearby couch sits Shane McMahon, looking rather dejected, while sat next to him is a pretty pissed off looking Bobby Lashley, who rubs his hands and cracks his knuckles, his eyes trained on the floor, obviously deep in thought...


Mr. McMahon: So basically, what you’re sayin’ is, that until next week, both myself have Linda, our powers of control have been suspended? I mean, there’s nothin’ I can do change anythin’ before Backlash, right?

Brooke frowns and shakes her head...

Brooke Adams: I’m sorry Mr. McMahon, but that’s what the board decided. The match for Backlash is set, it’s Van Dam and Cena, and neither you nor Mrs. McMahon can do anything about it now.

Scrunching up the piece of paper in his hand then throwing it off the wall, Vince clearly shows his frustration at the situation...

Mr. McMahon: Dammit. That John Cena’s really got us in a bind here, huh?

Vince looks towards Lashley, a deep sense of regret and annoyance that Lashley lost last week, but McMahon decides it best not to mention the defeat...

Mr. McMahon: And there’s no word on when the board of directors are gonna come to a decision? I mean, you haven’t heard if could be before Backlash? I don’t really wanna wait ‘til next Monday to find out.

Once again, Brooke shakes her head...

Brooke Adams: Sorry sir.

Vince puffs out his cheeks and shrugs his shoulders, heading towards the couch to grab a seat...

Mr. McMahon: Well... I guess there’s not a whole lot we can do right now.

Shane McMahon: What? You mean, we’re just gonna sit here and do nothing? We’re not even gonna put up a fight?

Looking almost insulted, Vince turns to Shane...

Mr. McMahon: And what do you propose we do about it Shane? Huh? I mean, last week was our chance to get Bobby in the title hunt at Backlash, but you two managed to blow that didn’t you?

Not even a hint of emotion from Lashley as he continues to brood, staring down at the ground, no one even sure if he heard Vince’s comment...

Mr. McMahon: But if you’ve got some great idea Shane, then let’s hear it, ‘cause right now, my hands are tied.

Shane thinks for a few seconds, then solemnly shakes his head...

Shane McMahon: I... I got nothin’.

Not surprise nor impressed, Vince nods his head knowingly...

Mr. McMahon: Exactly. So for once, let’s just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. We’ve still got six days ‘til Backlash, we’ll think of somethin’. But right now-

Suddenly, Lashley bursts to life, exploding out to his feet, then he storms towards the door, flinging it open, catching everyone by surprise, with Vince also jumping up, almost on instinct...

Mr. McMahon: Hey... what... where do you think you’re goin’?

Paying his boss no attention, Lashley slams the door shut behind him with a bang, causing the three remaining people in the room to jump...

Mr. McMahon: Hey! Lashley!

Vince calls after him, but it’s no use as Lashley is long gone, with Vince looking confused, once more searching for answers...

Mr. McMahon: What the hell’s gotten into him?

Vince slumps back down onto the couch, he and Shane both looking perplexed, both shaking their heads in confusion, searching for answers, but clearly not finding any. Vince rubs his brow, trying to stroke up some genius, while Shane simply decides to give up on the situation, grabbing the remote and pointing it at the nearby TV set, which leads us nicely into a video.

*Video Package*

Our video opens at the King of the Ring ’96, where ‘Stone Cold’ Steve Austin stands victorious, delivering the interview that launched his main event career…

Narrator: It’s a night where future legends make their mark...

“AUSTIN 3:16 SAYS I JUST WHIPPED YOUR ASS!”

We now head back to King of the Ring ’93, where Bret Hart puts Bam Bam Bigelow away with the winning victory roll...

Narrator: A night where icons are created…

“I’M THE BEST THERE IS, THE BEST THERE WAS, AND THE BEST THERE EVER WILL BE!”

King of the Ring ’01, where Edge puts Kurt Angle down with the Edgecution then crawls into the pin to get an emotional victory…

Narrator: A night when the stars of tomorrow shine bright...

“WELCOME TO THE ERA OF AWESOMENESS!”

And we now go to last year’s tournament final, where Booker T grabs the win over Bobby Lashley…

Narrator: A night to crown… a new king.

“BOW DOWN BEFORE YOUR KING!”

We now see flashing images of some of this year’s contenders, starting with Jeff Hardy, Montel Vontavious Porter, CM Punk and Matt Hardy…

Narrator: And this year, live on NBC, the WWE King of the Ring returns! It’s the one night Saturday Night’s Main Event spectacular where one man’s career is set to skyrocket!

More flashing images, this time it’s Bryan Danielson, Kenny Dykstra, Johnny Nitro and Mr. Kennedy…

Narrator: Eight men will battle to join the most exclusive of WWE clubs. Who will take King Booker’s crown and become the 2007 King of the Ring!?

Another round of flashing images, this time of former winners such as Steve Austin, Owen Hart, Edge, Bret Hart and King Booker…

Narrator: The King is dead…

More clips from last year, this time from Booker’s coronation ceremony, then a quick shot of him close to tears after his victory to clinch the World Heavyweight Championship…

“ALL HAIL KING BOO-KAH!”

”Long live… the King.”



"SATURDAY NIGHT’S MAIN EVENT – THREE HOUR KING OF THE RING SPECIAL – JUNE 2ND - LIVE ON NBC!"

*End Video Package*


And now we go back into the arena to see the smiling faces of our three announcers...

Jim Ross: yes folks, the King of the Ring Tournament is close at hand, the qualifying rounds kick off next Monday night, the night after Backlash, as we find out which eight men will be goin' to Saturday Night's Main Event!

Jerry Lawler: And we already know ten of the Raw participants in the tournament, one of 'em of course bein' yours truly, but right now Joey's gonna fill us in on who the final six are.

Joey Styles: That's right 'King'. The six men roundin' off the Raw half of the bracket are... both halves of the World Tag Team Champions, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas, both halves of The Redneck Wrecking Crew, Lance Cade and Trevor Murdoch, 'The Insane Luchadore' Super Crazy, and the man of the hour right now... Carlito's in this thing as well!

Jim Ross: Some fantastic competitors right there, and I think there's great potential for guys like Carlito and Shelton Benjamin to go a long way in this thing. That's the Raw half of the bracket revealed, there's still four more names to come out of the hat on SmackDown this Friday, but get this, this Friday night on SmackDown, the brackets will be revealed, and we're gonna find out just who is facin' who on the road to the King of the Ring finals!

Jerry Lalwer: I can't wait to find out who I get! What a tournament it's gonna be!

*HART BEAT...*


And now it's time for some in-ring action, with The Hart Legacy stepping out into the arena, buoyed the very loud support Harry Smith is receiving from the British faithful, with Tyson Kidd and Natalya Niedhart lapping it up as they slap hands with the ringside fans...


Jim Ross: Well both Tyson Kidd and Harry Smith are entered in the King of the Ring tournament, but right now, these three young competitors have their eyes set on their pay per view debuts this Sunday at Backlash. As announce earlier in the week on wwe.com, it's gonna be a Six Person Intergender Tag Team Match. The Hart Legacy, Smith, Kidd and Niedhart, taking on Johnny Nitro, Melina and Chris Masters.

Jerry Lawler: And you hear the great reception Harry Smith is getting from these fans, of course Harry's father was 'The British Bulldog' Davey Boy Smith, who was from right here in Manchester. Almost like a home town crowd here for Harry.

Joey Styles: I've been very impressed with these two a tag team so far, they've certainly been strong additions to the tag team division on Monday Night Raw. It's gonna be very interesting to see how they handle the step up to pay per view this Sunday.

*PAPARAZZI...*


The red carpet is rolled out and the camera bulbs start to flash as Melina leads out Chris Masters and Johnny Nitro both men clad in their fur coats, with Masters starting to look just a bit more comfortable in his. Melina poses for the cameras, then she links arms with Masters and Nitro, the trio heading arm in arm towards the ring...


Jim Ross: As a team, Johnny Nitro and Chris Masters have certainly had their share of misfortune so far in 2007. These two haven't won a match all year, depsite the best efforts of Melina to pull this team together, but maybe the fact that Melina herself got a win last week will inspire these two onto better things.

Joey Styles: I definitely think if Masters gets as big a distraction as Melina got last week, then yeah it would probably would inspire him to victory. But it's alright for Melina and maybe even Masters right here to pick up wins in singles competition, the real test comes this Sunday when they're back in the tag team division.

Jerry Lawler: Well Harry Smith is definitely a young man who's impressed me since he arrived here on Raw, but this is gonna be a real test against Chris Masters right here. Two big, strong powerhouses goin' at it, hard to pick a winner in this one...

Match 1:
Chris Masters
w/ Johnny Nitro and Melina vs. Harry Smith w/ Tyson Kidd and Natalya Niedhart

The two big powerhouses come together for a collar and elbow tie up, and after some jostling for position, Masters works Smith into the corner, allowing him to unload with a trio of right hands to the face. Clubbing forearms to the back of the head cause Smith to stumble along the ropes, before Masters goes for an Irish whip… Smith comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline… then runs Masters over with a shoulderblock! Masters springs back up, only to be knocked back down with a big right hand, before he drives Masters to the corner with stiff boots to the gut. Smith sends Masters to the opposite corner, then he follows in... right into a back elbow! Smith stumbles away, and here comes Masters... charging into a powerslam by Smith! 1... 2... Masters kicks out. Smith looks to stay in control as both men return to their feet, landing right hands to the face, before he looks to fire Masters off the ropes... but Masters reverses... but swings and misses with a clothesline... Smith puts on the breaks and rocks him with a German suplex! Masters is reeling as he stumbles back to his feet near the ropes... and Smith clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor! Smith roars to the crowd, the Manchester audience right behind him, while on the outside, Melina and Nitro do their best to help Masters recover. Smith decides he doesn’t want to wait though, as he heads outside, intimidating Nitro and Melina as they back off as Smith approaches. Smith clobbers Masters with a pair of forearms to the back of the head, then he rolls Masters under the bottom rope and climbs onto the apron... only for Melina to grab him by the foot! Smith tries to shake her free, but he’s trapped on the apron, with Masters barging past the referee... to send Smith flying into the barricade with a shoulderblock!

It’s a painful landing for Smith, with Masters now distracting the referee, allowing Nitro to land a few cheap shots behind the ref’s back, before Kidd and Natalya chase him away. Masters heads outside, tells Kidd to back off, before he scoops Smith up with a bearhug... then drives him spine first into the ringpost! Smith cries out in pain then crumbles to the floor, Masters wasting no time in rolling him back into the ring for a two count. Masters now looks to target the lower back, smacking forearms and double axe handles off it, before he shoves Harry chest first into the corner for a series of shoulder thrusts to the spine. More forearms connect, and then Masters goes for a hard Irish whip across the ring... sending Smith crashing spine first into the opposite turnbuckle! Smith drops to his knees, then slumps to the canvas, with Masters moving in for another near fall. The punishment of the back continues as Masters hits a backbreaker, then a sidewalk slam, before he shows impressive strength by taking a page out of Davey Boy Smith’s playbook as he takes Harry up for a delayed vertical suplex, Masters revelling in the boos of the crowd at the move’s completion. After a near fall, Masters again goes on the attack, landing more of those stiff forearms to the back, only for Smith to try fight back, landing right after right to the face, backing Masters to the ropes. Smith goes for an Irish whip... but he lowers his head... Masters counters with a swinging neckbreaker! Here’s the cover... 1... 2... Smith kicks out!

Frustrated, Masters quickly slaps on a reverse chinlock, driving his knee into the spine as he pulls back on Harry's head. Smith tries to break Masters' grip, but Masters hangs on, further increasing the pressure as he leans back. With Tyson and Natalya's encouragement, Smith looks to mount a comeback, battling back to his feet, managing to break the hold with a pair of elbows to the midsection. Smith now looks to build momentum as he comes off the ropes... but Masters catches him in a bearhug... no! Smith quickly lands a headbutt... then counters with a belly to belly suplex! Both men are down, stumbling back up, with Masters throwing a right hand... Smith blocks it... lands a right of his own! And another... and a third, before he sends Masters to the corner and follows in... corner clothesline! Harry now climbs up to the second rope, and starts raining down with right hands, the crowd counting along all the way to ten before Harry finally drops back down. Masters stumbles from the corner... and Smith is waiting... to scoop Masters up on his shoulders... for a RUNNING POWERSLAM... NO! Masters drops down behind, using the momentum to shove Smith chest first off the turnbuckle, and when he stumbles backwards, Masters makes his move... MASTERLOCK... NO! Smith shows incredible strength to block it, keeping Masters' hands from clasping together... then he ducks and turns... NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! 1... 2... Masters barely kicks out! The momentum is back with Harry as he gets back on his feet, calling for Masters to rise... but when he does, Melina jumps up onto the apron! Fearing the worse, Melina tries to buy Masters some time as she distracts the referee, but here comes Natalya... dragging Melina back down to the floor... to then hammer her with a big forearm to the face! Nitro races over... but Kidd cuts him off, tackling Nitro to the floor... but in the ring, Masters sneaks up from behind... and takes Harry down with a rollup... 1... 2... handful of tights... 3!

Winner: Chris Masters @ 05.38

And for the second week in a row, a distraction costs The Hart Legacy as Masters steals the win, the Manchester crowd booing loudly after seeing Harry Smith defeated in such a cheap fashion. On the outside, Masters celebrates with Nitro and Melina, while in the ring, Natalya checks on Harry as Tyson kicks the bottom rope in frustration. Masters, Nitro and Melina back up the ramp, delighted with another win, with Masters shouting back at the ring “That's what's gonna happen this Sunday!”, while in the ring, Smith is consoled by Kidd and Neidhart, but the frustration on the faces of the newcomers is plain to see as we fade off to a commercial.

*Commercial*


We return to see a very confused looking Todd Grisham standing by, ready for an interview, although Grisham presses his earpiece into his ear, apparently trying to gather more information about something, but clearly not ready to go live yet…


Todd Grisham: Uh, la- ladies and gentlemen, uh… welcome back to Monday Night Raw. Uh… I was scheduled to conduct an interview right now with John Cena… but uh… as you can see… John isn’t here right now.

Grisham looks around, trying to see if he can spot Cena turning up late, but Cena is nowhere to be found…

Todd Grisham: I uh… I’m sorry, I don’t know what to tell ya’ guys. I… I have no idea where John is right now.

Looking off camera at someone, Grisham looks for an answer, only to hear nothing in return…

Todd Grisham: So I guess until we figure this out… back to ringside.

And that’s how we leave it, a confused looking Grisham sending us back into the arena.

Where we hear…

*GLAMAZON…*


The crowd don’t make much noise, still obviously processing what we’ve just seen, as Beth Phoenix and Victoria make their entrance for the upcoming match, the two friends still clearly on good terms, but there’s an obvious chill in the air between them ahead of this Sunday…


Jim Ross: Well… that’s odd. Certainly not like John Cena to miss an interview.

Jerry Lawler: Yeah, I hope he’s OK. I saw John in the arena earlier tonight, he looked fine to me. I know he’s here, I wonder why he hasn’t showed up.

Joey Styles: Certainly a mystery. But I guess the show must go on, and here comes Beth Phoenix and Victoria. Partners tonight, but opponents this Sunday at Backlash in the Triple Threat Match for the Women’s Championship.

Jerry Lawler: You might call it a Triple Threat Match, but really it’s more like a Handicap Match for Mickie James. The odds are stacked against the champion this Sunday.

*OBSESSION…*


The crowd give a nice pop as Mickie James bounces out onto the stage, going from side to side to fire up the crowd, before she and her partner Candice Michelle share a high five then down to the ring…


Jim Ross: The odds might be stacked against Mickie James, but if ever there was a woman who could overcome the combined forces of Beth and Victoria, it’s the Women’s Champion. Mickie picked up a couple of wins over Victoria earlier in the year, she beat Beth at WrestleMania, but it’s gonna take a lot to win this Sunday. But I think she’s got it in ‘er to get it done.

Joey Styles: The one chink in the armour that could work in Mickie’s favour is that we saw during an interview last week an argument break out between Beth and Victoria over which one of them would become champion. If that argument resurfaces again this Sunday, the champion could be in prime position to take advantage of it.

Jerry Lawler: And I think it shows a real sense of over-confidence on the part of the challengers. You asked if it’ll spill over into Backlash, I wonder if we’re gonna see it again right here tonight…

Match 2: Divas Tag Team Match
Women’s Champion Mickie James and Candice Michelle vs. Beth Phoenix and Victoria

Candice and Beth are the two scheduled to kick this match off, but as the bell rings, Beth points to the corner, saying she wants Mickie in the ring to start with. Mickie accepts the challenge, taking the tag, but as she steps through the ropes, Beth jumps her, knocking her down with forearms and then pouncing to land more to the back of the head. Beth drags Mickie up, but Mickie reverses things by yanking Phoenix into the corner, landing forearms to the side of the head, before a handful of hair puts Beth down. Phoenix sits up, and here comes Mickie off the ropes… low angle dropkick! Mickie now grabs Beth by the wrist, taking her to the face corner, where she wrenches on the arm and tags in Candice, who climbs to the top rope… double axe handle across the arm! Candice keeps up the focus on the arm by again wringing the wrist, twisting it behind Beth’s back, then shoving her shoulder first into the corner. Candice backs away, then races in… corner clothesline! Candice then looks to fire Beth across the ring… but Phoenix reverses then follows in… boot to the face from Candice! Michelle now uses the ropes to push herself up, wrapping her legs around Beth’s head for a headscissor takedown… but Beth hangs on… and sends Candice crashing to the mat with a giant swing!

After shaking off the cobwebs, Beth tags in Victoria, who lays in with stomps to the gut, then hammers Candice with a gutbuster. After a near fall, Beth tags in, the heels looking to isolate Candice from Mickie, attacking the midsection as Beth scoops Candice up and hangs her from the corner in a tree of woe. Beth then backs away, charges in… for a running knee to the midsection! Candice slumps to the mat, and Beth drags her away from the ropes for the 1… 2… Candice kicks out! Beth and Victoria now show some nice teamwork as they keep Candice away from Mickie, making quick tags as they work to wear Michelle down. Victoria strikes with a suplex and follows with an elbow drop, while Beth shows impressive strength as she takes Candice up with a press slam, dropping her face and sternum first to the mat, Candice barely surviving the pinfall attempt. Victoria is in the ring, and she has Candice grounded with a bodyscissors, trying to squeeze the life out of Michelle. Candice tries to hang in there, reaching out for Mickie, but coming up short as she’s trapped in the middle of the ring. Mickie stomps her foot on the apron, trying to rally the fans behind the cause, and Candice feeds off the energy as she tries to mount a comeback, throwing elbows to the jaw, a third shot finally breaking the hold. Both women stumble up, but Victoria takes control again as she lands a forearm to the side of the head, then goes for an Irish whip… but Candice ducks her clothesline and keeps on running… crossbody finds it’s mark! Now both ladies are down, crawling to their corners… here comes Beth… but here comes Mickie!

Phoenix charges into the ring, but Mickie sees her coming, lowering her shoulder to hit a shouldet thrust through the ropes. Beth stumbles away, with Mickie climbing to the top rope… FLYING LOU THESZ PRESS! Mickie takes Phoenix down, grabbing two handfuls of hair, smacking Beth’s head off the canvas. Beth storms to her feet, and she sees Victoria charging towards her… Mickie ducks underneath a clothesline… then rocks Victoria with a kick to the side that sends her crashing to the heels’ corner. Mickie turns back to Beth, landing a string of forearms that backs Beth to a neutral corner, before she goes for an Irish whip across… but Beth reverses and follows in… Mickie uses the ropes to push herself up… then comes out of the corner with the Mick-a-rana! Beth stumbles back up, but Mickie grabs her by the head, cinches her in and jumps to the corner… springboard bulldog… no! Beth hangs on… and counters with a side suplex! Mickie is down, with Beth using the ropes to drag herself up, lining up Mickie to finish her off… but Victoria reaches in and tags herself into the ring! Beth can’t believe it, getting right in Victoria’s face as her friend enters the ring, with Victoria saying she wants to be the one to finish Mickie off. Naturally, Phoenix reacts angrily, the two friends arguing with each other… and this gives Mickie a chance to recover… as she climbs to the top rope… FLYING CROSSBODY… TAKES DOWN BOTH BETH AND VICTORIA! Phoenix stumbles back up, but here comes Candice… to knock Beth flying through the ropes to the floor! Now it’s Victoria who stumbles up, but Mickie is ready and waiting… to strike with the MICKIE-DT!! Victoria is planted to the mat, and with Beth down on the outside, there’s nobody to stop Mickie getting the 1… 2… 3!

Winners: Mickie James and Candice Michelle @ 05.46

Mickie gets the win, putting Victoria away, taking advantage of the confusion between Beth and Victoria. Mickie pushes herself back onto her feet in a hurry, wary of a sneak attack from Beth, but Phoenix just sits on the floor on the outside in shock, not able to quite believe how her team managed to throw that one away. Candice returns to celebrate with Mickie, the two sharing a hug, while Victoria rolls to the outside, she and Beth engaging in another shouting match as the pair start to head up the ramp. Mickie is handed her title, climbing to the second rope, thrusting the belt high in the air to another decent pop, while the camera switches to the argument still going on between Beth and Victoria, and as we head to a commercial, J.R. poses the question...

”Is this a sign of things to come this Sunday at Backlash!?

*Commercial*


We’re back, and it’s to the sight of the always cheery Maria we go for an interview…


Maria: Hi! I’m Maria! Welcome back to Monday Night Raw everybody! And please welcome my guest at this time, the WWE Champion… Rob – Van – Dam!

A fantastic pop from inside the arena as Rob Van Dam steps into the frame, his title slung across his shoulder, looking as calm and collected as ever…

Maria: Rob, this Sunday you’re set to face John Cena with your WWE Championship on the line. It’s a match both of you called for, and it finally happened after John beat Bobby Lashley last week. But Rob, earlier tonight, John was scheduled for an interview with Todd Grisham… only he never showed up. What are your thoughts on that?

Looking slightly uneasy at the question, Van Dam scratches the back of his head and bites his lip before answering...

Rob Van Dam: Uh… well, I don’t really know what to tell ya’. I mean, I hope he’s alright, but I dunno… it is maybe nerves? Is it maybe the pressure startin’ to get to ‘im? I honestly don’t know.

Van Dam shrugs his shoulder, really not sure of what to say…

Rob Van Dam: Listen, I’m sure John’s gonna be fine. And it might sound kinda selfish from me, but for my sake and for the sake of the match this Sunday… I want ‘im to be OK.

Van Dam nods his head, thinking to himself, before he rubs a hand across his jaw and continues…

Rob Van Dam: I was real honest with John last week, I told ‘im I was coutin’ on ‘im to deliver a win. And I’ll give it to ‘im, he got it done. But this Sunday’s where it all counts, ‘cause this Sunday… I need to beat John Cena.

A stern look of determination crosses Van Dam’s face…

Rob Van Dam: So I hope he turns up OK, I hope there’s no excuses… and I hope we have a helluva match this Sunday… and I’m sure I’m gonna be leavin’ Backlash still the WWE Champion.

A loud cheer from inside the arena as ‘RVD’ tells it like it is, firmly showing his confidence ahead of Backlash, with Maria pulling the microphone back to ask a follow up question…

Maria: Well, Rob, later tonight you’re set to face Kenny Dykstra in a Champion vs. Champion Match. How are you feeling ahead of tonight’s main event?

A smile breaks out, ‘RVD’ clearly enthused about the match up…

Rob Van Dam: I’m really lookin’ forward to it. It’s always great to wrestle here in the United Kingdom, and Kenny’s a real talented guy. The kid’s probably too cocky and arrogant for his own good, but he’s got talent.

A far off look from Van Dam, almost as if he’s reminiscing…

Rob Van Dam: I remember when I was that age, and I was tryin’ to prove myself. It ain’t easy to make it to the top in this business. And for Kenny tonight, it’s the exact same pressure that I’m gonna be under this Sunday.

Van Dam looks off camera, pausing for a few seconds, before he turns back to the camera and continues…

Rob Van Dam: I need to prove myself as WWE Champion, I need to show all these people that unlike Kenny, I can back up my words. Like I keep sayin’, I’m WWE Champion now, and that’s a whole other level. I’ve been champion before, but this time I’m here to stay. That’s why tonight, and then again this Sunday at Backlash, the guy havin’ his hand raised at the end of the match…

Van Dam sticks his thumbs behind his head, leading the crowd as he says…

Rob Van Dam: Is gonna be Rob – Van – Dam!

The crowd join in as Van Dam wraps up the interview, but as he turns to head off camera, a commotion is heard coming from down the hallway. Both ‘RVD’ and Maria look in that direction, wondering what’s going on, and as the shouts and calls get louder, naturally the camera man takes off running, trying to brings us picture of whatever is going on. As he approaches, he see a group of referees, road agents and backstage workers huddled around a body, that is lying motionless on the cold, unforgiving concrete. More calls for help ring out from the concerned faces, with the cameraman peering over the top of them rabble to reveal… it’s John Cena! A gasp breaks out inside the arena as Cena is seen down, not moving, a trickle of blood seen pouring from the side of his head. Frantic shouts are made, calling for help, trying to see if there’s any signs of conciseness from Cena, with our cameraman now turning to see that ‘RVD’ and Maria have arrived on the scene, Maria covering her mouth with her hand in shock, while Van Dam sighs and shakes his head, looking more annoyed than anything else, before he storms off again, nobody noticing him leave, all eyes on Cena as we head back into the arena.

And the silence is broken by…

*WORLD’S GREATEST…*


The arena is rather subdued, but there are still a few boos as The World’s Greatest Tag Team make their entrance, with both men dressed in their trademark white tracksuits, even though it’s only Shelton Benjamin who is competing tonight, Charlie Haas still looks ready for a fight at any moment…


Jim Ross: My… I can’t believe that. John Cena has been… well, we don’t know what’s happened to him. Cena has been assaulted in some shape or fashion, and he’s backstage unconscious right now. What the hell happened to ‘im?

Jerry Lawler: I dunno, but did you see the look on Rob Van Dam’s face? He didn’t look shocked or surprised, he looked more annoyed about it than anything.

Joey Styles: Well this Sunday at Backlash was all about Van Dam proving he had what it took to beat Cena one on one without controversy. What if Cena’s out injured? What if he can’t make it to Backlash now?

Jim Ross: I’m gonna throw another question out there… does this have somethin’ to do with Bobby Lashley? Is that what Lashley stormed off to do? Did he attack John Cena?

Jerry Lawler: I don’t… I just don’t know. Will we ever know?

*THIS FIRE BURNS…*


The crowd are back into things as The Straight Edge Saints make their way out, with CM Punk crouching down onto one knee, tapping the imaginary watch on his wrist, before he hands it over to Kelly Kelly who shouts “It’s clobberin’ time!” before they and Nick Dinsmore head for the ring…


Jim Ross: I dunno if we’ll ever find out what happened to John Cena, we’ll try bring that news to you at some point durin’ the broadcast. But right now, these two teams are set to meet this Sunday at Backlash with the World Tag Team Championships on the line, but right now, Shelton Benjamin is set to go one on one with CM Punk.

Joey Styles: A chance to lay down a marker ahead of this Sunday right here. Benjamin and Haas have certainly been vocal regarding their so called dominance of the tag team division here on Raw, this is a chance for Punk to show they’re in for a real challenge this Sunday.

Jerry Lawler: Not only that, but this is a match featurin’ two of the top young talents here on Raw, and two men entered in the King of the Ring. We could be in line for something special right here…

Match 3:
World Tag Team Champion Shelton Benjamin w/ Charlie Haas vs. CM Punk w/ Nick Dinsmore and Kelly Kelly

After a few seconds circling the ring, the pair come together to snap into a collar and elbow tie up, with Benjamin working into a standing side headlock. Punk backs the two to the ropes, then shoves Shelton off… but Shelton rebounds off the other side and runs Shelton over with a shoulderblock! Benjamin then turns and comes off the ropes, but Punk drops down to his belly as Benjamin runs over… then nips up to catch Shelton with a leg lariat! Benjamin stumbles back up… into a hiptoss! Again Benjamin stumbles up… this time right into a scoop slam, with Punk following with a quick kneedrop for a near fall. Punk grabs Shelton and smashes him face first off the top turnbuckle, then unloads with chops and elbows to the chest, before he fires Benjamin to the opposite corner… then follows in for a monkey flip… but Shelton lands on his feet! Benjamin turns and races at Punk… right into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Here’s a cover… 1… 2… Benjamin kicks out. Punk yanks Shelton back up and tags him with kick after kick to the thighs and chest, before he looks to send Shelton off the ropes… but Shelton reverses, then catches Punk on the rebound… and goes for a northern lights suplex… but Punk counters mid move… tornado DDT! Punk crawls over to hook the leg… 1… 2… Benjamin rolls a shoulder! Punk is in control, and he looks to stay there as he again strikes with kicks, backing Benjamin to the ropes, before he goes for an Irish whip… but Shelton reverses… only for Punk to hang onto the opposite top rope. Benjamin charges… but Punk elevates him with a back body drop… and Benjamin crashes to the floor!

Naturally Charlie Haas heads over to help his partner up, but in the ring, Punk is already coming off the ropes… suicide dive… takes out both men! Punk bursts back to his feet, the crowd appreciating his efforts, and he looks to follow it up by dragging Benjamin up, then driving him spine first into the apron twice. Punk rolls Benjamin back in the ring, then climbs up onto the apron, waiting for Shelton to rise, before he jumps up onto the top rope… and goes for a springboard clothesline… but Benjamin catches Punk… and uses the momentum to nail an overhead belly to belly suplex! Punk crashes to the mat hard, and Shelton quickly crawls over for the cover… 1… 2… Punk kicks out. Punk grabs his back as he crawls to the ropes, but when he’s up, he swings a right… Shelton ducks… then scores with a side suplex. Shelton looks to target the back as he lays in with stomps, before he fires Punk off the ropes into a falling clothesline. More targeted shots to the back with the boot, before a hard Irish whip sends Punk crashing to the corner… and he stumbles up into a snap suplex for another near fall. Benjamin now wrenches on a reverse chinlock, looking to wear Punk down, but after a few minutes, Punk tries to rally, battling back to his feet, where he tries to break the hold with a series of elbows to the midsection, but Shelton hangs on tight… Punk finally breaks free with a jawbreaker! Benjamin grabs his jaw and stumbles backwards, prompting Punk to come off the ropes… right into a SAMOAN DROP! Shelton crawls over, hooks the leg… 1… 2… Punk rolls a shoulder!

Sensing he has Punk down and hurt, Benjamin looks to do further damage to the spine as he rocks Punk with a backbreaker, then gets another near fall from a bridging German suplex. Punk is clearly in pain as he crawls for the corner, but Benjamin stays on him, landing a trio of rights to the head, then he fires Punk across the ring and follows in… corner clothesline! Benjamin then hoists Punk up, leaving him in a seated position on the top turnbuckle. Shelton climbs up onto the second rope, then looks to hit a SUPERPLEX… NO! Punk blocks it, and blocks a second attempt, before he starts rattling off right hands to the midsection… until a headbutt finally knocks Shelton down! Punk now stands up, waiting for Benjamin to rise… to fly with a DIVING CROSSBODY… but Benjamin rolls through into the pinfall… 1… 2… Punk barely kicks out! Benjamin thought he had it, glaring at the ref, but he presses on, drilling knees to the small of the back, then he takes Punk up and down with a northern lights suplex for another near fall. Right hands to the face drive Punk to the corner, where Benjamin goes for a hard Irish whip across the ring. Punk hits the turnbuckle hard, and Shelton stands across from him and lines him up… then races across the ring… SHELTON SPLASH… NO! Punk dives through the ropes to safety… and Benjamin smashes face first off the top turnbuckle! Benjamin stumbles back then down to the mat, and here comes Punk from the apron… slingshot somersault senton! Punk gets all of it and crawls into the cover… 1… 2… Benjamin grabs the bottom rope!

Now it’s Punk who looks to go on the attack, again striking with kicks to the thighs, before he fires Benjamin off the ropes… into a big back body drop! Benjamin crawls for the corner, but here comes Punk… step up knee to the face… and he hangs on to come out of the corner with a bulldog! Another cover… 1… 2… Benjamin kicks out! Punk is in control now, attacking Shelton with more elbows to the chest, before he looks to fire Benjamin off the ropes… but Shelton reverses… only to then lower his head… kick to the chest snaps Benjamin’s head up… then Punk drills a kick to the gut… then takes Benjamin up and down with a sitout suplex slam! Here’s the cover… 1… 2… Shelton kicks out. Punk is back on his feet, ready and waiting, and it could be time as when Benjamin rises, Punk makes his move… and takes him up onto his shoulders… GO TO SLEEP… NO! Benjamin strikes with elbows to the side of the head, dropping down behind, but when Punk turns, he goes for a boot to the midsection… Shelton catches, spins Punk around… DRAGON WHIP! Benjamin damn near takes Punk’s head off, and he’s sure of victory as he goes for the pinfall… 1… 2… Punk rolls a shoulder! Shelton slams a hand off the canvas in anger, but now he rises and calls for Punk to do the same, looking to put him away… Punk staggers up… and here comes Shelton… T-BONE SUPLEX… NO! Punk blocks it, grabs the wrist, twists and drops… into the ANACONDA VICE! Punk has Benjamin trapped in his submission hold… but Shelton shifts the weight… Punk’s shoulders are on the mat… 1… 2… Punk kicks out, breaking the hold! Neither man can quite put the other away, but it’s Benjamin who strikes first, landing a few forearms to the back to regain control. He drags Punk up, then looks to fire Punk to the corner… but Punk reverses, only for Shelton to jump to the second rope and springboard towards Punk… but Punk catches Benjamin on his shoulder… GO TO SLEEP!! Punk gets all of it, goes for the cover… 1… 2… 3!

Winner: CM Punk @ 10.04

Punk does it, pulling off a fantastic victory that sets he and Dinsmore up perfectly for this Sunday. Exhausted, Punk rolls himself free of Benjamin, laying on the canvas, before Dinsmore and Kelly join him to celebrate. Haas reaches in and drags Benjamin to the outside, helping his partner stay on his feet as Shelton grabs his nose in agony. In the ring, Dinsmore raises Punk’s hand in the air before he shares a hug with Kelly, while on the ramp, Haas and Benjamin slowly back away, a stern look on their faces, clearly more aware of what awaits them this Sunday as we head for a commercial.

*Commercial*


*Video Package*

This week we open high above the clouds, the sun splitting the sky before we hear the whoosh of an aeroplanes engine, a private jet to be precise, as it cuts through the sky. We now cut inside the plane to see our man Claudio Cesaro, sitting back on a reclined chair, flying in luxurious surroundings as a bevy of beautiful stewardesses mill around, serving to his every need. As the camera approaches Cesaro, we see two female masseuses working on him, one giving him a foot massage, while another stands behind the seat and rubs his shoulders…

Claudio Cesaro: My name… is Claudio Cesaro. This… this is how I travel the world. I’ve competed in more countries than you can name, I won more championships than you could count, and every journey I’ve taken, I’ve done so in style… like this.

A stunning looking stewardess approaches with a tray, crouching down to allow Cesaro to grab a glass of champagne...

Claudio Cesaro: This is travelling in luxury for you Americans. But for me… this is nothing but the usual. This is what I’ve become accustomed to. I’ve also become accustomed to winning. To dominating my opponents. To having… and to being… the very best.

Cesaro takes a sip of champagne before placing the glass down on a nearby table...

Claudio Cesaro: And I expect nothing less now that I am making the most important journey of all. Just because I am coming to your United States does not mean I will lower myself to your standards.

Having had enough of the massages, Cesaro shoos the masseuses away and stands up out of his seat, walking towards a nearby bathroom. Inside, Cesaro heads towards a mirror, removing his shirt, clearly wanting to freshen up before landing…

Claudio Cesaro: For years who have lived your lives in ignorance. You think that just because you live in America, you’re the best in the world at everything? Well, let me assure you, when it comes to class, style and sophistication… you are nowhere near are refined as the Swiss.

We now see fast forward footage of the plane landing, before we cut inside the airport, Cesaro walking through the terminal, a team of people around him, two men carrying his bags, while a secretary points at a folder of paper, but Cesaro ignores them as he speaks to the camera…

Claudio Cesaro: And now that I have arrived in your United States, you’ll soon learn that even though the WWE claim to have the best athletes and the most talented competitors, until I step into a WWE ring… that’s nothing but a false claim.

We see Cesaro place a pair of sunglasses on his face, but as he and his team enter through a pair of sliding doors, that doesn’t stop a group of paparazzi from snapping off pictures while journalists shout “Mr. Cesaro! Mr. Cesaro!” in an attempt to gather a few words...

Claudio Cesaro: But soon, all the claims will come true. The WWE needs somebody to represent it with class, it needs a champion it can be proud of. And you people need someone to finally teach you… the finer things in life.

Outside the terminal, a chauffeur opens the door of an long, expensive looking limousine, Cesaro slipping inside, the door closing behind him. As Cesaro sits on the plush leather interior, he reaches over and grabs a pre poured glass of champagne...

Claudio Cesaro: I have trained with the very best, I have studied the WWE roster. I know all their strengths and their weaknesses, I know how to pick apart the competition. I am ready to arrive… and conquer.

We see the eyes of the driver dart to the mirror, looking at Cesaro through the reflection, with Cesaro motioning for him to drive on, before he picks up a paper folder with the WWE logo on it, flicking through the pages, before he lets out a little laugh…

Claudio Cesaro: And rest assured, the Monday Night Raw roster already know all about me. And they already fear what I am capable of. And if they don’t… they should.

And now finally, Cesaro holds a hand high in the air in a uppercut position as he says…

Claudio Cesaro: For I am Claudio Cesaro, and I… am very… European.

"CLAUDIO CESARO - COMING TO MONDAY NIGHT RAW – NEXT WEEK!"


*End Video Package*


We now head to the office of ‘The Chairman of the Board’ to see Mr. McMahon sitting on a comfy leather couch, a rather smug look on his face, looking much more happier and content than the last time we saw him. Shane McMahon sits on an adjacent couch, a smirk on his face as he sips at a bottle of water, the pair looking relaxed and happy now, a stark contrast from earlier in the evening…

Shane McMahon: God, y'know, I... I hope Cena's alright. I mean, that looked like a pretty bad shot to the head he took. There was a lotta blood on the floor when they found 'im. He could have a concussion, or anything. I mean... I dunno if he's gonna make it to Backlash this Sunday. What do you think?

The broad smirk on Vince's face quickly snaps away as he remembers to fake sympathy for Cena's current predicament...

Mr. McMahon: Oh yeah, terrible news. Just terrible. I wonder who the hell did it to 'im? I mean, I was here the whole time with you, so it couldn't have been either of us. But then again, it's not like Cena didn't have his share of enemies in the locker room. Or maybe it was even some thug or hooligan from right here in Manchester. It coulda been anybody really. Especially if there's no footage of it and if nobody saw it.

But the smirk quickly returns as Vince turns to look at Shane...

Shane McMahon: I guess we'll never know. But y'know, it coulda been-

Suddenly the door to the office is flung open again, and in barges... Rob Van Dam! A loud pop from inside the arena as a seriously pissed off WWE Champion storms into the room, causing Vince to burst from the couch onto his feet...

Mr. McMahon: What's the meaning of this? You don't just barge into my office like that! Who the hell d'you think you are!?

In no mood to waster time, Van Dam ignores Vince's comments and gets down to business...

Rob Van Dam: Cut the crap Vince! Where the hell's Lashley?

Taken aback, McMahon looks away for a few seconds, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, before he finally answers...

Mr. McMahon: Uh... I honestly have no idea where Lashley is. He took off outta here earlier, and we haven't seen 'im since. What do you need to see Lashley for anyway?

Van Dam shakes his head in frustration...

Rob Van Dam: You know exactly why, dude. He attacked John Cena earlier, and I wanna know what the hell's goin' on?

Another pop, but Vince pauses once more, composing himself, raising his eyebrows at Van Dam's suggestion...

Mr. McMahon: Now, Rob... that's a very... very... serious accusation to make. I assume you have some kind of proof or some kind of witness testimony to back up a claim like that, right? I mean, you wouldn't just barge into my office all hot-headed and start makin' accusations you couldn't back up, right?

Knowing he has no proof, 'RVD' rolls his eyes and shakes his head once more...

Rob Van Dam: He did it. I know it, you know it, this entire arena knows it.

Mr. McMahon: I'm afraid I don't know anything about it, Rob. You storm in here and accuse Bobby Lashley of attacking John Cena... but who's to say it wasn't... you... who attacked Cena? Who's to say you didn't assault him when nobody was looking in an attempt to save face ahead of this Sunday?

Heat from inside the arena, as Van Dam almost breaks out in laughter at how absurd the idea sounds...

Rob Van Dam: What are you talkin' about, bro'?

Mr. McMahon: All the talk about needing to beat Cena, all the talk about proving yourself as a champion, but at the end of the day, you said it yourself, Rob... you've never beaten John Cena without any controversy. And maybe the pressure's startin' to get to you? I mean, if Lashley beat Cena last week, oh well, you wouldn't have gotten your match with Cena... but it wouldn't have been your fault. Nobody would blame you for that.

'RVD' is unmoved,a stern look on his face, while that smirk creeps back across Vince's face...

Mr. McMahon: Yeah... yeah, that's it, isn't it? Nobody would blame you last week if Cena lost, and now you're tryin' to pin that assault on Lashley so nobody blames you if Cena doesn't show up this Sunday. You had it all figured out, didn't ya'? You just never thought that I'd figure it out too.

Van Dam now steps forward, catching Vince off guard, startling him, with 'RVD' breathing heavily in anger...

Rob Van Dam: You don't have a damn clue what you're talkin' about.

Mr. McMahon: Oh I think I know exactly what I'm talking about.

Looking like he wants to smash Vince in the face right now, 'RVD' shows restraint, closing his eyes for a second, composing himself, before he continues...

Rob Van Dam: I didn't attack John Cena. All I've wanted all along was a title match without controversy. You better not have taken that away from me.

Van Dam points a finger in Vince's face to emphasise his point, but McMahon sneers at him...

Rob Van Dam: I'm gonna find Lashley... and I'm gonna prove it was him. And then I'm kick those words right down your throat.

A loud pop from the fans, Van Dam staring into Vince's eyes, neither man backing down, until 'RVD' decides he's had enough and turns to leave...

Mr. McMahon: Good luck with that. I'll be right here if ya' need me.

McMahon offers a very sarcastic wave goodbye, another smirk crossing his face, before he's joined by Shane, the two smilling knowingly as they watch Van Dam make his exit, the camera staying trained on them for a few seconds more before we head back into the arena.

Where we hear...

”HEY!”

*BURN IN MY LIGHT...*


Some pretty strong heat as 'Mr. Money in the Bank' Randy Orton makes his entrance, slowly pacing his way down the ramp. Orton turns from side to side, showing disdain to the ringside fans, even threatening one or two by raising his briefcase at them...


Joey Styles: What a ridiculous accusation from Mr. McMahon, as if Rob Van Dam would attack John Cena. What would Van Dam have to gain from something like that?

Jerry Lawler: Well, I'm gonna play devil's advocate here, but it's like Mr. McMahon said, it would help 'RVD' hang onto the title if Cena wasn't 100% goin' into Backlash.

Jim Ross: Aw c'mon, Jerry, you can't believe that! Van Dam has wanted Cena all along, he's wanted him at 100%, 'cause Van Dam sees this as a huge opportunity for him. A win over a subpar Cena doesn't do him any good.

Jerry Lawler: I'm just sayin', Mr. McMahon might have a point. And we don't know for sure it was or it wasn't 'RVD' who assaulted John. That's all I'm sayin'.

Jim Ross: I think it's ridiculous to even suggest it, but nonetheless, here comes Randy Orton, a man who puts that briefcase of his on the line this Sunday at Backlash against Jeff Hardy. Hardy was so close to grabbin' the briefcase at WrestleMania, he gets another shot at it in six days time.

Joey Styles; And let's not forget, that Randy Orton has been banned by Linda McMahon from using that briefcase as a weapon. If Orton strikes out at somebody with the briefcase, he's getting' it taken away from him.

Jerry Lawler: And that's a smart move if ya' ask me. I remember when Edge held that briefcase a couple of years ago, he always turned to the briefcase when things weren't goin' his way. We're gonna see Orton and Jeff finally go at it this Sunday, and then we'll find out what Orton's made of.

In the ring Orton heads for the corner and climbs to the second rope, holding his briefcase high above his head. In the opposite corner stands what we assume to be a local competitor, although the smarks in the audience already know exactly who the small yet well built man in the ring is...

Lillian Garcia: And his opponent, from Manchester, England... weighing in at 235 lbs... Doug – Williams!

A strong pop for the hometown competitor, as Doug Williams steps forward from the corner, grabs his right wrist with his left hand then gives his head a little shake, clearly a trademark of his...

Jim Ross: I’ve heard of this young man Doug Williams before, but I gotta admit, I can’t say I know a whole lot about ‘im.

Joey Styles: Doug Williams is no slouch, lemme tell ya’ that. He’s wrestled all over the world, for many of the top promotions in Europe and Japan. Infact, he’s had many memorable matches with SmackDown’s own Bryan Danielson. This isn’t gonna be a walk in the park for Orton, not by a long shot...

Match 4:
‘Mr. Money in the Bank’ Randy Orton vs. Doug Williams

Showing a complete lack of respect, Orton assumes he's in the ring with a common British jobber, smirking and taking things easy as Williams starts to circle the ring. Williams moves in for a tie up, but Orton backs away, toying with his opponent, a real arrogant display so far as he motions for Williams to back off until he's ready. Finally the two tie up, and Orton takes the first exchange as he works into a standing side headlock, another smirk on his face as he holds Williams in place. Doug manages a counter, twisting into a hammerlock before he traps the leg and takes Orton down, giving a few insulting slaps to the back of the head, much to the delight of the Manchester crowd. Williams returns to his feet, ready to go, with Orton furiously storming back up and charging... Williams catches him with an armdrag! Orton charges again... a second armdrag sends Orton sprawling to the mat, with Orton rolling outside, smacking his hands off the apron in frustration as he tries to compose himself again on the floor. Williams waves Orton back into the ring, with Orton cautiously stepping up onto the apron, then through the ropes. The pair tie up once more, and again Orton takes control, using a headlock takedown to keep Williams grounded... but Williams wraps on a headscissors, breaking the hold and rolling through. Again Orton charges... but Williams ducks underneath... German suplex! 1... 2... Orton kicks out! Both men storm back up, this time Williams landing uppercuts that back Orton to the corner. Irish whip across... Orton hits the turnbuckle hard, and Williams charges... into a boot to the face... and then Orton levels him with a falling clothesline!

orton looks furious with how the opening exchanges have went, and he takes it out on Doug was he stomps away around Williams' body, then mounts him to land well placed firsts to the forehead. Knee drops to the face follow, before Orton drags Williams up... then aggressively tosses him outside to the floor! Feeling slighted and disrespected, Orton has a mean scowl on his face as he heads to the floor, drags Williams up, then takes him up in the air... to drop him gut first across the barricade! Williams groans in pain, but Orton isn't waiting, as he rolls Williams onto the apron, slides into the ring, then drags Williams through the second rope... ROPE HUNG DDT! A sickening thud as Williams' head smacks off the canvas, and in yet another show off arrogance from Orton, there's no pin attempt as he simply rises and opens his arms wide in 'The Legend Killer' pose, lapping up the boos of the crowd. Orton moves back in, and tries to help Williams up... INSIDE CRADDLE! 1... 2... Orton barely kicks out, and he quickly pounces with a flurry of double axe handles, right and lefts to the back to keep Williams grounded. Eventually Orton helps Williams back up, but Williams catches him off guard with a flurry of forearms, only for Orton to strike back with a knee to the midsection. Orton turns and comes off the ropes... right into a leg lariat! Manchester is on it's feet, perhaps ready to witness a huge upset as Williams goes on the attack, landing kick after kick that backs Orton to the corner, then he goes for the Irish whip across... Orton reverses and follows in... boot to the face! Williams grabs Orton as he stumbles away... and looks for a TORNADO DDT... NO! Orton pushes Williams away, and he crashes and burns on the mat! Doug stumbles back up... and here comes Orton... RKO! Just like that, Orton strikes, and he doesn't even bother to hook the leg to get the 1... 2... 3.

Winner: Randy Orton @ 04.39

Despite initially underestimating the British competitor, Orton finally gets it together long enough to grab the win. Orton angrily pushes himself off of Williams, almost looking embarrassed by how close he was ran, rubbing his jaw in pain as his hand is raised into the air. Orton quickly snatches the hand away, heading for the corner where he grabs his briefcase, taking a long, hard look down on Williams as he crosses his path on his way to the ropes. Orton steps through the second rope... then stops, turning to look once more at Williams... and now Orton decides to step back into the ring! The crowd gasp and boo as Orton, with menace in his eyes, heads back towards Williams. The referee sees him coming, pleading with Orton to back away, but Orton simply shoves the ref aside, leaving him to tower over Williams. Orton takes a look at the briefcase in his hand... then down at Williams... and his intentions are clear as he backs away, waiting for Williams to rise.

The crowd groan, knowing what's coming, as Orton readies himself to attack... only for a huge cheer to break out... here comes Jeff Hardy sprinting down the aisle! Orton looks like a dear caught in the headlights as he sees Hardy coming, puts on the breaks and wonders what to do, but just as Jeff slides under the bottom rope into the ring... Orton drops down and rolls under the bottom rope to safety! The crowd boo loudly as Hardy is denied an early chance to get his hands on Orton, but at least he made the save for Doug Williams, with Jeff calling for Orton to get back in the ring and face him. Orton slowly backs away, not wanting any part of Hardy tonight, and as Jeff goes to check on the health of Doug, the camera cuts to Orton, a sinister look in his eyes, foiled tonight... but will it be the same this Sunday at Backlash?

*Commercial*


Once again we come back into the arena to see our announce team, although this time it's a much more serious demeanour from the trio...


Jim Ross: Welcome back to Monday Night Raw everybody. Up next, we're gonna show you a special interview conducted by our own Joey Styles with 'The Heartbreak Kid', Shawn Michaels, earlier in the week. But before that, we wanna give you an update on the condition of John Cena.

Joey Styles: We understand Cena was taken to a local medical facility here in Manchester earlier in the evening after the assault he suffered at the hands of an unknown assailant. John was checked over by physicians, from what we've heard there is no concussion, just a cut to the back of his his head, and Cena should be fine to compete this Sunday at Backlash.

Jerry Lawler: That's great news about John, but clearly somebody wanted Cena taken out of the equation for this Sunday. I understand that John is being kept in the hospital overnight for precautionary reasons, he should be fine to be released and catch a flight home to the United States tomorrow afternoon.

Jim Ross: That's great to hear Cena is on mend, and I'm sure he'll be 100% ready to go this Sunday at Backlash. But right now, as promised, here's Joey Styles and Shawn Michaels, in what can only be described as a very intense interview. Let's take a look...

*Video Package*

We head to the same set as last week’s interview in WWE studios, to see sat adjacent to each other in leather chairs are Joey Styles and Shawn Michaels. As is the norm nowadays, Michaels has that distant, faraway look in his eyes, almost as if he’s here only in body not in mind, with Styles understandably looking uneasy as he flips through papers on a clipboard. Styles lifts his head up ready to begin, but as he looks towards for a sign he’s ready too, all Styles gets is that blankness, causing him to stutter as he starts…

Joey Styles: Uh, well, I want to welcome you all to this interview with myself and ‘The Heartbreak Kid’, Shawn Michaels. Obviously, last week’s interview with Triple H was conducted by Jim Ross, but given the outcome of the last time you and J.R. were in the ring together for an interview Shawn, I’m sure you’ll understand why J.R. asked me to step in and handle this one tonight.

Shawn Michaels:

Silence. Styles is clearly unnerved, fumbling through his notes, with Michaels continuing to look off camera…

Joey Styles: Uh... well, let's go right back to the beginning and where it all fell apart between you and Triple H. At the start of the year, you and 'The Game', united as D-Generation X, were involved in a bitter rivalry with Edge and Randy Orton, Rated-RKO. You and Triple H had been chasing the World Tag Team Championships, and in order to gain another title opportunity, Triple H offered to put the very existence of DX on the line. That was a decision I know didn't sit too well with you, Shawn.

For the first time since the video started, Michaels raises his head, his dark eyes peaking out from under his black cowboy hat, Michaels staring intently at Styles, until a few seconds of silence we finally hear him speak...

Shawn Michaels: Do you know what it feels like to have somethin' you believe in just... ripped away, Joey? Do you know what it's like to put all your faith, all your trust in somethin', then see it ended by the selfish act of another man? Somethin' you don't have any control over, somethin' you want to believe in... and then it's all just taken away. That's what DX was for me. It was somethin' to believe in, somethin' worth fightin' for... until Triple H took it away from me.

Joey Styles: Shawn, I think many people would argue that that's just not true. Yes, Triple H was indeed the man who made the challenger to Edge and Orton, but when that title shot came around, I think it's fair to say you played a major part in your defeat that night. You... accidentally, as you've always maintained, hit Triple H with a steel chair. It was an action, a mistake, that cost you the titles... but also cost you DX.

A hint of anger in Michaels' face as his eyes dart towards Styles, narrowing as the tension begins to rise in 'HBK'...

Shawn Michaels: And why were we in that situation in the first place? 'Cause my so called partner, my so called friend, he decided he was the one makin' all the decisions around here now. DX wasn't a partnership anymore... it was a dictatorship. It was a leader and a follower, and that's not what I signed up for, and he knew that better than anybody. I didn't want to put the fate of DX into Edge and Orton's hands, that was never somethin' to consider. If he really was my partner, if he really was my best friend... he's have never done that. We weren't partners. Triple H didn't want a partner, he wanted a lackey. And believe me when I say it Joey, there's only one man in this life that I'll follow... and it certainly ain't Hunter.

Styles turns away, slightly in fear, clearly not comfortable in his surroundings, but after checking his notes once more, he continues...

Joey Styles: Lemme ask you about the handshake that never was, Shawn. You lost the match, and then afterwards you offered Triple H your hand... and he walked away. Clearly, 'The Game' was still angry over the chair shot... but did that moment fuel what took place just two weeks later at Raw: Night of Champions? You and Triple H took part in a Triple Threat Match for the WWE Championship against John Cena. It was a highly spirited match, until The McMahon's got involved, and they assaulted Cena, taking him out of the match. You and Triple H worked together to remove The McMahons and their hired goons from the ring... only for you to then turn on 'The Game', striking him with another steel chair shot. There might have been doubts over the first chair shot... but definitely not the second.

Looking off into the distance, Michaels pauses, considering his words carefully, that night on Raw playing over in his mind…

Shawn Michaels: All those years of friendship. All that time together as DX. All the time our families spent together. All of that, and when DX comes to and end... the guy couldn't even shake my damn hand? He put in that situation, he let his greed for the title get the better of 'im, and then when it's all said and done, he can't even be man enough to shake my hand and walk away friends? Y'think Hunter was angry that night? I was furious. I was so angry inside, but I fought my anger and I did the right thing. And he was just too damn selfish to do the same. So I figured, why bother anymore? I wasn't happy DX was over, and Hunter clearly didn't care as much as I though, so when Raw: Night of Champions came around, I decided to do what would make me happy. I acted selfishly that night, I'm not proud to admit that. But I did it 'cause I was sick and tired of doin' the right thing... and getting' nothin' back for it.

For just a second, Michaels closes his eyes and turns his head away, clearly troubled by something, but he soon tuns back to face Styles with that same old soulless expression...

Shawn Michaels: I lost my faith in DX, I lost my faith in my best friend, but when that happened, when I hit rock bottom, I turned to the one constant faith in my life, and I did what it told me to do. I went out there... and I made myself happy again.

Joey Styles: This version of happiness as you call it, it's seen quite the change in you from that night, Shawn. Since then, you've seemed rather distant, and very cold hearted. One word used to describe you was robotic. You've assaulted both my broadcast colleagues, J.R. and Jerry 'The King' Lawler in some shape or fashion, and perhaps most shocking of all, you turned your back on the fans that stood by you ever since your return to the WWE back in 2002.

A slight hint of a smirk crosses Michaels face as Styles mentions the fans...

Shawn Michaels: I turned my back on the fans? The fans that for years I tried my best to impress, I tried my best to make happy, the very people who night after night I stole the show for. Makin' them happy... made me miserable. Where were they when I nearly broke my back tryin' to entertain 'em? They were nowhere. The fans you say stood by me... they never stood by me when I need 'em most. They didn't care about me... and I don't care about them.

Joey Styles: It's statements like that Shawn that make it hard to believe it's really you I'm speaking to right now. Jim Ross once sated that you weren't the same person, you weren't the Shawn Michaels he knew. I know that's something that Triple H also said. What's changed Shawn? If you're so happy... then why do you act so miserable?

A real sense of annoyance is on Michaels' face as he turns towards Styles...

Shawn Michaels: What's changed is that I've finally got my priorities right. I bought into what Hunter was feedin' me, I bought into what these fans wanted me to do. I wasn't the real Shawn Michaels. I was 'The Heartbreak Kid', 'The Showstopper', and when I look back at that, it makes me sick to my stomach. I wasn't happy back then. I put my faith in false prophecies... and when I changed that, when my faith was back where it needed to be... I became WWE Champion... and I was happy.

Styles screws up his face, not entirely believing what he's hearing from Michaels...

Joey Styles: You talk a lot about faith Shawn, we all know how important religion is to you. You said before it was all part of a bigger plan for you to become WWE Champion, only to lose the title, allowing you to focus on ending Triple H's career once and for all. Isn't it a bit of a stretch to enter a match like No Holds Barred based purely on faith in God?

Shawn Michaels: You say that like there's somethin' wrong with it. Y'see, that's the problem with people like you, Joey. You've no faith. You've nothin' to believe in, you've nothin' to fall back on, you've nothin' to pick you up when you hit rock bottom. When I had to retire from wrestlin', when I had nothin' left, I found my faith, and look where that finally brought me to. It brought me to the WWE Championship. And one day real soon, it's gonna take me back there. All I need to beat Hunter... is my faith.

Michaels takes a quick glance up the heavens, then he lowers his head once more.....

Joey Styles: Well, I guess it's that faith or divine intervention that's brought us to here. Shawn, in just six days time, you head to Backlash to face Triple H. It's No Holds Barred, it's gonna be an absolute war, and on repeated occasions Shawn, you've vowed to end the career of your former best friend.

Shawn Michaels: It's what has to be done. It's the right thing to do. There's been too many times in the past that Hunter's turned his back on me. He's betrayed me, he's disappointed me, he's made me believe in what wasn't real. I heard Hunter say last week that he wished he'd taken his chance to end my career in the past, and he didn't know why he didn't do it. I know why. I know exactly why. I was saved... so I could finally end it this Sunday at Backlash.

Joey Styles: I doubt I'm the only one who was, quite frankly, sickened and disgusted by what you said to Triple H about how he's gonna live the rest of his life. You offered 'The Game' a chance to back out of the match, and you encouraged him to do so, before you crippled him, left him to work a desk job, and suffer pain every time he bent down to pick up his young daughter. You took this match to a whole different level of personal rivalry.

Michaels lets out a deep breath through his nose, shaking his head as he ponders his response...

Shawn Michaels: I may have made this personal, but I did it for Hunter's own good... and for the good of his family. I've got no ill feelings towards Stephanie, my wife and her are friends. Stephanie doesn't deserve a husband who lives his life in pain every day, but that's what it's gonna take to finally end this.

The camera zooms in on Michaels' face, giving a chilling look into his cold, lifeless eyes...

Shawn Michaels: You think I want his family to suffer? You think I want his daughter to suffer? I don’t want that. I don’t want little Aurora to grow up wonderin’ why Daddy winces in pain every time he tries to give her hug. My kids have been through that, I know that no child deserves that. I don’t want it... but it needs to happen. Hunter’s taken this too far, and he’s never given a damn about anybody but himself. His selfishness has finally caught up with ‘im, and it’s just fittin’ that I’m the chosen one, who’s finally gonna make him repent for his sins. Sooner or later, it all comes back to haunt you. The big guy upstairs, he sees it all, and he never forgets. You become a sinner... then you’re gonna be punished, in this life and the next. Triple H has lied, cheated, ruined lives, ended careers, and he tried to end mine so many times, and now it’s all comin’ back on ‘im. Backlash is Hunter’s day of reckoning, it’s the day he finally pays the price for all he’s done over the years.

Michaels now sits forward in his chair, staring intently in Styles’s eyes to emphasise his point...

Shawn Michaels: I will be his judge, jury and executioner... and I will show no mercy.

After letting the stare linger for a few seconds, Michaels sits back again, a clearly unnerved Styles tugging at his shirt collar, trying to regain his composure...

Joey Styles: Uh, well... I guess that's pretty final then. Thank you for your time Shawn, it was certainly... interesting. I certainly hope that you and Triple H can finally find some closure in your No Holds Barred Match this Sunday at Backlash. And I certainly hope nobody suffers a career threatening injury. Maybe I'll say a prayer or two, hope God listens and pulls through for me.

Although Styles was searching for a light hearted way to end the interview, that last comment clearly stings Michaels as he looks angrily at Styles, the commentator cowering ever so slightly in his chair, with Michaels leaning forward, looking him dead in the eye and saying...

Shawn Michaels: Don't count on it.

And with those chilling words, Michaels decides to bring the interview to an end as he stands up and walks off camera, the sound of his microphone being ripped from his shirt and tossed aside ringing out. Styles lets out rapid, heavy breathes, trying to calm himself down, clearly intimidated by Michaels, with Styles not even bothering to sign off, leaving us with the fear in his eyes and the almost panic in his body as the video comes to an end.


*End Video Package*


From the video we go back into the arena for a few seconds of silence until...

”BEHOLD THE KING... THE KING OF KINGS...”

*THE GAME...*


A tremendous ovation as Triple H slowly steps out from the back, stopping in the entrance way, looking extremely focused and determined as he soaks in the cheers of the fans, before he sprays a burst of water into the air and strides down to the ring...


Jim Ross: Chilling. Absolutely chilling words from Shawn Michaels regarding Triple H and his family. I hope 'The Game' heard those words loud and clear, and I hope he kicks Michaels' ass for 'im this Sunday!

Joey Styles: It was certainly a very disturbing situation I found myself in, I still get goose bumps even on the playback! Shawn Michaels, it's almost like he has no soul, as if 'The Heartbreak Kid' truly has left the building. But this Sunday, it's two former friends in their 'Final Battle'. It's Michaels and 'The Game'... No – Holds – Barred!

Jerry Lawler: And I really feel for Lance Cade ahead of this match up. You look at Triple H right now, he looks so focused, he looks so determined, I don't think he wants to wait 'til Backlash. I think he looks like he's ready to go No Holds Barred right now!

*SWEET 'N' SOUR...*


The mood in the arena changes as The Redneck Wrecking Crew step out, with both Lance Cade and Trevor Murdoch dressed for action, even though it's only Cade who's scheduled to compete here. The two angry rednecks saunter out from the back, with Cade already carrying a microphone, clearly having something to say...


Lance Cade: Cut the music! Shut that damn music off!

Cade calls for and receives silence, a few boos being thrown his way, with Murdoch threatening the crowd and telling them to “Shut up!”...

Lance Cade: Hun'er! You just hold on there a minute. I got a lil' somethin' I wanna say to you.

'The Game' paces the ring anxiously, not wanting to waste time talking, clearly in the mood for a fight tonight...

Lance Cade: This Sunday at Backlash, you take on Shawn Michaels in a No Holds Barred Match. Well lemme tell ya' somethin'... I hope Shawn Michaels kicks your ass!

Heat, which Cade just smirks at...

Lance Cade: Y'see, it was Shawn Michaels who trained me as a professional wrassler. It was Shawn Michaels who gave me my big break in this business. And it was Shawn Michaels who first got the WWE to notice me.

In the ring, Triple H continues to pace, his attention firmly on Cade as he has his eyes set on his opponent...

Lance Cade: I owe Shawn a helluva lot. He got me my foot in the door, and for that, I'll always be grateful.

Cade and Murdoch now reach the foot of the ramp, the pair slowly heading for the steps at the corner...

Lance Cade: And I can't think o' no better way to repay 'im... than by softenin' you up for 'im ahead o' Backlash.

Cade cautiously climbs the first two steps, preferring to finish what he has to say behind the safety of the ring post...]

Lance Cade: You think this Sunday's gonna be bad? It's gonna be a whole lot worse when I get done wit' ya'... boy.

Another smirk from Cade, Murdoch laughing loudly, clearly loving the statement he and his partner have made tonight, although Triple H clearly isn't impressed as he continues to pace back and forth, the fans feeling likewise as they boo loudly...

Joey Styles: Well there you have it folks. A little extra incentive for Lance Cade goin' into this one. It's Shawn Michaels' former pupil Lance Cade, one on one with Triple H, when we return to Monday Night Raw.

*Commercial*


Match 5:
Triple H
vs. Lance Cade w/ Trevor Murdoch

We return just in time to hear the bell ring, both men circling each other, cautious before they attack, but on the far side of the ring, Murdoch jumps up onto the apron, talking trash at 'The Game'. Trips charges over, swings a right hand, but Murdoch jumps down to the floor before it makes contact... and here comes Cade from behind... Triple h sidesteps him... and now he unloads with right hands! ‘The Game’ lands right after right against the ropes, before he grabs a handful of hair and uses it to smash Cade face first off the turnbuckle. More right hands connect, before Cade is sent for the ride... and Triple H follows in... corner clothesline! Cade is reeling, but there’s no let up as he fired hard across the ring, a stiff impact on the opposite turnbuckle, then he stumbles forward... into a huge back body drop! Cade stumbles back to his feet... only to be clotheslined over the top rope to the floor! Cade sprawls to the floor, taken completely off guard by the aggression shown so far by ‘The Game’, but Murdoch is right there to help him back up... but here comes Triple H charging at both men... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! Both Cade and Murdoch smack off the floor, with ‘The Game’ relentless in his attack, mounting Cade to hammer him with well placed right hands to the forehead. Triple H now yanks Cade up, and goes for another Irish whip... shoulder first into the STEEL STEPS! It's a vicious attack from 'The Game' as he continues to pile on the pressure, turning to the fans as they loudly voice their approval, before he once again yanks Cade up and rolls him back into the ring.

Cade crawls along the canvas, hands out, pleading for mercy, but when Trips again turns to the crowd, the fans urge no mercy, wanting to see 'The Game' do some serious damage here. A boot to the face puts Cade down, before he's dragged to his feet, more right hands landing, allowing 'The Game' to fire Cade off the ropes... but Cade reverses... and Murdoch reaches in to grab Triple H by the foot! 'The Game' stumbles, but keeps his balance, then reaches over the top rope to take a swing at Murdoch... Murdoch avoids it... and here comes Cade from behind... running knee... that knocks Triple H through the ropes to the floor! 'The Game' lands with a thud, and in the ring, Cade backs away and grabs the referee's attention, his back to the action as Murdoch yanks Triple H up... then smashes him face first off the announce desk! 'The Game' sprawls on the floor, with Murdoch tossing him back in, and now it's Cade who mounts his opponent and lays in with well placed right hands to the forehead. Shaking off the offence he suffered, Cade now goes on the attack, aiming boots to the chest, then he drops knees, before driving his boot into the throat for a blatant choke against the ropes. Cade takes every second of the five count before he relents, again grabbing the ref's eye as he backs away, allowing Murdoch to reach in and continue the choke from the outside.

With Cade now in control, there’s no sign of any pin attempt as he continues to try soften up ‘The Game’, sending him off the ropes into a text book dropkick before he launches Trips through the ropes, shoulder first into the ringpost. With Triple H clearly hurting from smacking the steel, Cade becomes a little more cocky, taking his time to land well measured rights to the forehead, before he goes for an Irish whip off the ropes... but Cade lowers his head... ‘The Game’ counters with the facebreaker knee smash! Cade stumbles back... then gets levelled with a clothesline! Trying to shake some life into his shoulder, ‘The Game’ now goes on the attack, landing rights to the face, before he fires Cade off the ropes... Cade ducks a clothesline... but he can’t avoid the high knee! Cades stumbles back up... running clothesline knocks him down! Cade flops into the corner, where ‘The Game’ is right on him, more rights to the face, then boots to the gut, before he’s sent hard across the ring, stumbling forward in pain... SPINNING SPINEBUSTER! ‘The Game’ roars back to his feet, calling for Cade to rise, but once again Murdoch gets involved as he jumps up onto the apron! ‘The Game’ spots him, turning his back on Cade as he shouts at Murdoch... and here comes Cade from behind... Triple H avoids it again... Cade smacks into Murdoch... and Murdoch goes flying! Cade now staggers backwards, turning into the waiting grasp of ‘The Game’... kick... PEDIGREE!! Triple H plants Cade, rolls him over and gets the 1... 2... 3!

Winner: Triple H @ 05.39

It was nothing short of a brawl, but Triple H puts Cade away, but as soon as the three count is made, Murdoch storms the ring... and jumps on Triple H, hammering him with a flurry of forearms to the back! The crowd hurls abuse at the ring as Murdoch jumps 'The Game' after the bell, relentless in his assault, just swinging wildly, trying to land as many clubbing blows as he can, doing further damage ahead of this Sunday. Murdoch pushes himself back to his feet, and now he starts laying in with the boots, before he drags Triple H up, drills him with a few knees to the midsection, then fires him off the ropes... Triple H reverses... and takes Murdoch down with a thunderous SPINNING SPINEBUSTER!

Triple H bursts back to his feet, roaring to the fans, who respond with another tremendous cheer. Murdoch stumbles back to his feet... kick... PEDIGREE!! Murdoch suffers the same fate as Cade as he too is planted face first into the canvas! The crowd is loving it, revelling in the destruction 'The Game' is causing, and it looks as if he's had enough as Trips drops down and rolls under the bottom rope... but instead of heading backstage, Triple H lifts up the apron... and starts searching under the ring... and the crowd pop once more as they all know what's coming next... Triple H pulls out the sledgehammer!

A massive cheer as 'The Game' hoists his trusty weapon up in the air, before he slides back into the ring, just in time to greet Cade as he staggers back to his feet... TRIPLE H DRIVES THE SLEDGEHAMMER OFF LANCE CADE'S SKULL!! Manchester is on it's feet, roaring it's approval, 'The Game' looking like a man possessed as he crushes Cade's head in! Cade is down, Murdoch is down, and now Triple H heads to the corner and calls for a microphone...


Triple H: Hey... hey Shawn! I hope you saw that Shawn! Just think... if that's what I can do to the student... just imagine what I'm gonna do to the teacher.

Another big pop, with Trips now staring deep into the hard camera, a real sense of rage and fury in his eyes as he says...

Triple H: This Sunday, Backlash... your ass is mine!

*THE GAME...*


The fans respond with yet another strong cheer, which only intensifies as Triple H heads to the corner and climbs to the second rope, holding the sledgehammer high in the air as he poses for the fans. The camera stays on Trips as he celebrates with the Manchester faithful, until we cut backstage to see that watching it all unfold on a monitor was Shawn Michaels. As cold and as heartless as ever, Michaels barely offers up any emotion as we see him watch Triple H step down from the ropes and head outside, slapping hands with the ringside fans as he makes his way backstage, until Michaels lifts his head up, takes a quick glance up to the heavens, closes his eyes tightly, then he finally turns and walks off, while we head to a video.


*Video Package*


We open to the cold, dark eyes of Shawn Michaels, staring blankly into the camera, his face the only light on the screen beneath the black cowboy hat that is pulled down low over his brow, the frame slowly moving from one side of his face across to the other...

Triple H: I... have been wronged...

We cut to the footage of Michaels cracking 'The Game' with a steel chair, a dramatic boom ringing out as the chair makes contact..

John Cena: Had sins committed against me...

A dark red glow engulfs the screen as we see footage of Shane McMahon smack a chair of Cena's head, another boom on impact...

Rob Van Dam: Witnessed travesties of justice.

Van Dam is struck with the sweet chin music...

Randy Orton: I fought without fear of consequence...

Orton drops Ric Flair with the RKO...

Bobby Lashley: I caused immense pain and suffering...

Lashley runs through Cena with a massive spear inside the steel cage at Saturday Night's Main Event...

Kenny Dykstra: And on this night...

Dykstra brings a chair down on the skull of Jeff Hardy for a sickening one man con-chair-to...

Carlito: On 'dis night...

Dykstra flies through the air to land the sky high legdrop on 'Lito...

Shawn Michaels: But on this night...

And we end once again on the cold glare of Michaels, staying on his face as he utters the words....

”Thy Backlash shall be felt...”



"WWE BACKLASH – APRIL 29TH - LIVE ON PAY-PER-VIEW!"

*End Video Package*


And once again we head back into the arena to see our announce team, clearly in a much better mood compared to the last time we saw them...

Jim Ross: Ya' can feel it in the air folks, ya' can cut the tension with a knife! Backlash is just six days away! Six days from Raw's first single brand pay per view of the year, and it's shapin' up to be one helluva night this Sunday.

Jerry Lawler: Oh boy, you're not kiddin'! Raw returns to pay per view, and we've got seven huge matches lined up. And after what we saw Triple H do to Lance Cade and Trevor Murdoch, I think it's safe to say 'The Game' is ready for this Sunday.

Joey Styles: Without a shadow of a doubt, 'King'. Triple H and Shawn Michals, former friends, and former enemies for that matter, they do battle one last time in what has been dubbed 'The Final Battle'. For Triple H, it's all about revenge, while for Michaels, it's all about ending the career of the man he used to stand side by side with as a part of D-Generation X.

Jim Ross: Michaels and 'The Game' have been on a collision course for months now, and this Sunday, it'll finally happen, and it's gonna be No Holds Barred! It's gonna be a slobberknocker folks, you won't wanna miss that one. But of course, that's not all we've got in store, our main event tonight features the young, the arrogant, the cocky Intercontinental Champion, Kenny Dykstra. This Sunday, Dykstra puts the gold on the line against the man he and Torrie Wilson screwed at WrestleMania, Carlito.

Joey Styles: Dykstra has been runnin' his mouth for months now, but ya' have to admit, he backs it up with his performances, and of course he's the Intercontinental Champion, that's no easy feat. But Carlito will of course be fuelled by the desire to make Dykstra and Torrie pay for what they did to him at WrestleMania, and I think the Intercontinental Championship is goina be the icing on the cake for 'The Cool One'.

Jerry Lawler: I think it could be the worse week of Dykstra's young career if he loses here tonight to Rob Van Dam, and then suffers another defeat at the hands of Carlito at Backlash. But of course, the Intercontinental Title not's the only title up for grabs this Sunday, four championships in total are on the line, and one of them is the World Tag Team Championships.

Joey Styles: The champion Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin, The World's Greatest Tag Team, take on the exciting young team of CM Punk and Nick Dinsmore, The Straight Edge Saints. Punk and Dinsmore earned the right to go to Backlash a couple o' weeks ago, and after Punk's great win over Benjamin earlier this evening, 'The Saints' are primed to be the team to finally shut the mouths of Benjamin and Haas.

Jim Ross: Certainly Punk and Dinsmore are one of the most dynamic young teams we've seen here on Raw in a long time, and for all the talk from Haas and Benjamin about how there's no competition for 'em, well Backlash is their chance to put up or shut up. I don't see it goin' the champs' way, I think they're in for a real shock this Sunday, and I think we might be in line for a title change right there. And speaking of the tag team division, another young team, The Hart Legacy, they make their pay per view debuts in a Six Person Intergender Tag Team Match against Johnny Nitro, Chris Masters and Melina.

Jerry Lawler: Well Nitro, Masters and Melina have had, quite frankly, a horrible 2007 as a unit. But individually, they might finally be getting' somewhere. We saw Melina win last week, Chris Masters beat Harry Smith earlier tonight, they might finally be able to turn the corner this Sunday.

Joey Styles: Well you mentioned the individual wins, but that's just the problem 'King', they haven't been able to win as a team yet. I'm really startin' to wonder if Melina bringing these two guys together is all that great an idea. I think another defeat this Sunday, and we might see Nitro and Masters go their separate ways, and quite frankly, I think that'd be the best for all parties involved in this.

Jim Ross: Another championship up for grabs is the Women's Championship, a very bitter rivalry between Mickie James, Beth Phoenix and Victoria, those three will meet at Backlash in a Triple Threat Match, where the odds are firmly stacked against the champion in my mind.

Joey Styles: Well certainly Mickie James had some very heated title defences against Victoria earlier in the year, and it was of course who brought Beth to Raw which dragged up a lot of the history between Mickie and Beth. Mickie's seen off Victoria, she seen off Beth at WrestleMania, but I dunno if she can do it again in what essentially could turn into a Handicap Match.

Jerry Lawler: Yeah but like we saw earlier tonight, things aren't goin' so well between Beth and Victoria right now. They argued last week, they argued again tonight, and it cost 'em as Mickie took advantage to grab a victory away from 'em. I think if that happens again this Sunday, Mickie's in great shape to take advantage and save her title.

Joey Styles: It was at WrestleMania XXIII that both Randy Orton and Jeff Hardy competed in the Money in the Bank Ladder Match. Jeff came so close to grabbing the briefcase that night, but ultimately it was Orton who left with the guaranteed title shot. This Sunday, Orton puts that briefcase on the line as he and Hardy meet one on one.

Jerry Lawler: And that all came about the night after WrestleMania when Orton attacked Jeff with the briefcase durin' a match the two were havin'. I gotta admit, I thought Jeff had it won back at WrestleMania a couple o' times, and I think he's gonna get it done this Sunday at Backlash.

Jim Ross: I think the big question is gonna be whether or not Orton can keep his cool. It was lashing out with the briefcase that lead to the banning of the case bein' used as a weapon by Linda McMahon, and that's gonna be the key for me this Sunday. Orton is a volatile individual, and I think if he loses his cool, he's gonna lose that briefcase too. And of course folks, the richest prize in all of sports entertainment is on the line this weekend. The WWE Champion Rob Van Dam puts his gold up for grabs against John Cena, but after being assaulted earlier tonight, we don't know if Cena's gonna be one hundred percent.

Jerry Lawler: We all know how much Rob Van Dam felt he had to beat Cena to really establish himself. I'm sure John won't give any excuses, but I just wonder if we'll see Mr. McMahon and Bobby Lashley involved this Sunday. They've had their say about this one over the last few weeks, and I can't imagine them sittin' back and watchin' it all unfold at Backlash.

Joey Styles: I don't think there's a chance in hell they're not getting' involved, and I think that's a damn shame. I know the WWE Board of Directors don't meet again until next Monday night to announce their decision as to who will be in control of Monday Night Raw, but I hope they can do somethin' to keep McMahon and his cronies outta the way so Van Dam and Cena can just get on with things.

Jim Ross: I'm sure either way it's gonna be a classic between Cena and Van Dam. And I'm sure it's gonna be an unbelievable night when Raw returns to pay per view, this Sunday, you don't wanna miss the Backlash folks!

And after a brief moment of silence...

*ONE OF A KIND...*


The M.E.N. arena comes alive with an amazing ovation as the WWE Champion Rob Van Dam strides onto the stage, going from side to side, energising the crowd even further, before he leads them all through a chant of “ROB – VAN – DAM!” and then heads for the ring...


Jim Ross: And you sure as hell don't wanna miss our main event. It's Champion vs. Champion, Van Dam and Dykstra one on one, when we return to Monday Night Raw!

*Commercial*


We return to see Van Dam, looking a little more serious in his demeanour than we're used to, slowly pacing the ring back and forth, as he awaits the arrival of...

*IN THE MIDDLE OF IT NOW...*


The young Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra emerges, a seriously pissed off Torrie Wilson by his side, still clearly smarting from the altercation with Carlito at the top of the show. Dykstra is a bit more restrained than usual as he walks a few steps behind Torrie, clearly in her bad books right now...


Joey Styles: It's time for our main event folks. Rob Van Dam, the WWE Champion, one on one with the Intercontinental Champion, Kenny Dykstra. And it seems to me like Torrie Wilson is still pretty upset about Dykstra using her like a human sneeze guard earlier tonight.

Jerry Lawler: Yeah, it's nice to see Torrie picked all the apple outta her hair. But what a test this is for Dykstra, compettin' in the main event against the WWE Champion no less.

Jim Ross: It's certainly gonna be a challenge, but Dykstra has certainly proven to be a young man capable of rising to the challenge so far. Add to that the fact that 'RVD' isn't exactly 100% focused right now, and this could be a huge opportunity for Dykstra right here.

Main Event: Non Title Champion vs. Champion Match
WWE Champion Rob Van Dam vs. Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra w/ Torrie Wilson

The bell rings signalling the start of our main event, with ‘RVD’ looking very aggressive off the initial tie up, as he backs Dykstra to the ropes, taking his time as the ref calls for the break, before he finally obliges. The two tie up again in the centre of the ring, but this time it’s Dykstra who gains control, working into a standing side headlock. Van Dam shoves him off the ropes… then smacks Dykstra with a spinning heel kick! Van Dam pounces, using alternating kicks to the chest and forearms to the face that back Dykstra to the corner, where ‘RVD’ goes for a pair of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, then backflips out of the corner… and races back in for a third shoulder thrust! ‘RVD’ now snapmares Dykstra down near the ropes, lands a spinning legdrop, then he comes off the opposite ropes, uses a cartwheel to build momentum… for a standing moonsault! Here’s a cover… 1… 2… Dykstra kicks out. Van Dam looks to stay on the attack as he again unloads with kicks, but when he goes for the Irish whip off the ropes, Dykstra pulls a veteran move as he grabs the top rope, drops down and rolls to the outside to try and regroup. The crowd boos loudly as the young Intercontinental Champion puts the breaks on our main event, circling the ring in consultation with Torrie. The pair stop for a few words at the foot of the ramp, Dykstra doubled over to catch his breath, but when he picks his head up, Kenny turns his back on the ramp… and starts walking backstage! Dykstra waves off the match, not interested anymore, but Van Dam is having any of it, as he bursts through the ropes and storms up the ramp… and clobbers Dykstra from behind!

The aggressive nature of Van Dam shines through as he takes the fight to Kenny, picking him up and running him back towards the ring, rolling Dykstra under the bottom rope. Van Dam looks to follow in, but Torrie grabs ‘RVD’ by the foot, holding him on the outside! Van Dam tries to shake himself free, and eventually it happens, with Van Dam standing infront of Torrie, telling her to get lost… but when he goes to slide back in, here comes Dykstra… baseball slide sends Van Dam crashing to the floor! Dykstra takes advantage of the distraction by Torrie, and now he looks to take control on the outside, clubbing Van Dam with a few forearms to the spine, before he goes for an Irish whip towards the barrier… but ‘RVD’ reverses… and Dykstra crashes over the top of the barrier into the crowd! Manchester is on it’s feet as the fight spirals into the fans, with Van Dam yanking Dykstra across the barrier, aiming a boot to the side of the head to keep him in place. ‘RVD’ jumps up onto the apron, then flies… legdrop to the back of the head! Dykstra crashes down onto the floor, ‘RVD’ bursting up, the crowd fully behind him as he picks Kenny up, rolls him back into the ring and follows in for a near fall. Van Dam again drags Kenny up, but Dykstra tries to sneak in a kick to the midsection… ‘RVD’ catches it… step over spinning heel kick! Dykstra is down, and now ‘RVD’ slings himself up onto the top rope, ready to fly… but once again Torrie makes her presence felt, climbing up onto the apron… and this gives Dykstra a chance to nip up… and shove ‘RVD’ off the top rope… flying into the barricade! A painful landing for Van Dam, and as we head for the final broadcast of the evening, Dykstra is down in the ring, while the WWE Champion is writhing in pain on the floor.

*Commercial*


And we’re back, with Dykstra in control as he picks Van Dam off the canvas and fires him off the ropes… into a jumping back elbow! Dykstra crawls over for the cover… 1… 2… ‘RVD’ kicks out. Dykstra now looks to take control as he drops knees and elbows to the back of the head, then he picks ‘RVD’ up and drops him with a sidewalk slam for another near fall. Dykstra looks to stay on the attack as he winds Van Dam up for a falling neckbreaker, then picks him up again and fires him into the corner, Dykstra following in for a corner clothesline. A scoop slam puts ‘RVD’ down, with Dykstra pushing himself up onto the second rope… double axe handle to the face. Dykstra is in control, and he gets further near falls from a fisherman’s suplex and then from a textbook standing dropkick. Looking to wear Van Dam down, Dykstra wrenches on a chinlock, with him throwing a string of forearms to the side of the head every time Van Dam tries to break his grip. The crowd tries to rally behind Van Dam, urging him back to his feet, but Dykstra does his best to hang on in there, but sooner or later Van Dam forces the issue, battling back to a vertical base, where he tries to break the grip… but Dykstra hangs on in there… but finally Van Dam grabs the wrist, twists through… side suplex breaks the hold! Both men struggle back to their feet, Van Dam going back to work with the kicks, before a big roundhouse knocks Dykstra down! Van Dam turns and comes off the ropes… ROLLING THUNDER… but Dykstra gets his knees up… and Van Dam crashes into them!

‘RVD’ writhes on the mat in pain, with Dykstra shaking off the cobwebs, crawling over for another near fall. After that, Dykstra aims a few knees to the ribs, then shoves Van Dam into the corner, stinging him with a trio of uppercuts. Dykstra then rattles off a few short arm clotheslines, fully in control of the match, before he picks Van Dam up and looks for an Irish whip… but Van Dam ducks underneath his clothesline, then goes for a kick… Dykstra catches the foot… ‘RVD’ hits back with an enzuigiri! Dykstra slumps to the canvas, with Van Dam taking his time to rise, both men using the ropes to drag themselves up. Van Dam rattles off a few kicks to the chest, then he goes for an Irish whip… but Dykstra reverses… then traps Van Dam in a sleeper hold! Dykstra catches Van Dam in the hold in the centre of the ring, trying to wear Van Dam down, looking to make him pass out. Dykstra has the hold locked on tight, and slowly Van Dam begins to fade, dropping to a knee, then down to a seated position. Dykstra wrenches on the hold, trying to make Van Dam pass out for the biggest win of his young career. With little signs of life, the ref moves in and raises Van Dam’s hand… it drops. The hand goes up again… again it drops. The hand goes up for a third time… it drops… but ‘RVD’ stops it hitting the canvas! A burst of energy sees Van Dam struggle back to his feet, and he tries to break the hold with elbows to the gut, but Dykstra quickly clobbers him with a forearm, then swings a clothesline… but Van Dam ducks underneath… and counters with a backslide! 1… 2… Dykstra kicks out!

Dykstra bursts back to his feet from the pin attempt, only to be hammered with a jumping roundhouse kick! Both men take their time getting back up, with Van Dam beating Dykstra to the punch, backing him to the ropes with forearms, before he goes for the Irish whip… Dykstra reverses… but ‘RVD’ comes off the ropes with a rolling wheel kick! Van Dam goes on the attack now, rocking more forearms and kicks that knock Dykstra into the corner, before Dykstra is fired across… and Van Dam races and jumps… monkey flip from the corner! Dykstra is reeling as he stumbles back up, right into a scoop slam, and now here comes Van Dam… ROLLING THUNDER… SOMERSAULT SENTON! Van Dam hooks the leg… 1… 2… Dykstra kicks out! Van Dam is in full control as he fires Dykstra off the ropes… but Van Dam drops his head, and Dykstra looks to go for the snap spinning neckbreaker… but Van Dam twists all the way through… Van Dam hits a dropsault! Dykstra is down, and now Van Dam heads to the top rope… FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH… NO! Dykstra rolls to safety, leaving Van Dam to crash and burn on the canvas. Both men are down, the referee starting to count, but suddenly, a commotion is heard from the crowd… as Bobby Lashley is coming down the ramp! Unbuttoning then ripping off his shirt, Lashley is greeted with a chorus of boos as he slowly heads down the ramp, neither Van Dam nor Dykstra aware of it. In the ring, Van Dam manages to pull himself up and sees Lashley coming, with Lashley standing at the foot of the ramp, just waiting to pick his moment to storm into the ring and go after ‘RVD’… but now the crowd let’s out a huge cheer… as here comes John Cena storming down the ramp! Cena’s here, bloody bandage wrapped around his head, but he charges at Lashley, with Lashley finally turning… Cena tackles him to the floor! An all-out brawls breaks out at ringside, Cena and Lashley rolling on the floor, both men landing massive right hands, until finally Lashley manages to break free, stumbling up the ramp, Cena giving chase… while in the ring, Dykstra bursts to his feet… JUMPING STO!! Dykstra smacks Van Dam’s head off the canvas, and he hooks the leg… 1… 2… 3!

Winner: Kenny Dykstra @ 14.52

Oh my... Dykstra has just shocked everybody in attendance, including himself by the looks of things as he rolls to the outside, a stunned look on his face as he celebrates with Torrie. Any issues between the two from earlier are already forgotten as Torrie jumps up and down, hugging Dykstra with delight as the youngster grabs without doubt the biggest win of his career so far. In the ring, Van Dam has his head in his hands, furious at the outcome of the match, hands on his hips as he paces the ring then kicks the bottom rope in anger. At the foot of the ramp, Cena has given up the chase, realising what's happened behind him, the distraction has cost Van Dam the match. With Lashley now back on the stage, Cena turns and slides under the bottom rope, hands open in a gesture of apology.

Van Dam is unimpressed as he just shakes his head, with Cena trying to describe how it wasn't his intentions for things to go like that. Cena takes a few steps forward, and he offers Van Dam his hand for a handshake. 'RVD' looks Cena up and down, then steps forward... and shove Cena square in the chest! Cena recoils, then he barges back in, and now the two are nose to nose, looking like they're ready to explode! Cena and Van Dam throw a flurry of verbals at each other, but men furious with the other, the arena at fever pitch as it looks like Cena and Van Dam could come to blows at any second...


Jim Ross: What the hell has happened here!? Van Dam, Cena... they're been driven to the brink by Bobby Lashley! These two are ready to explode, and it's gonna happen this Sunday, live on pay per view! THE BACKLASH IS GONNA BE FELT FOLKS, AND YOU DON'T WANNA MISS IT! Goodnight!

The live audience is baying for blood, dying to see Van Dam and Cena let rip and go at it, but we're not gonna see that tonight, as atfer we take one final look at the smirking Lashley on the stage, we head back to the ring, Cena and Van Dam, nose to nose, screaming in each other's faces, neither man backing down ahead of their massive clash this Sunday, while we slowly fade... to... black.

*End Show*




Current Card for WWE BACKLASH:
Date: April 29th, 2007

Location:FedEx Forum; Memphis, Tennessee

WWE Championship Match:
WWE Champion Rob Van Dam vs. John Cena

No Holds Barred Match:
Shawn Michaels vs. Triple H

Intercontinental Championship Match:
Intercontinental Champion Kenny Dykstra vs. Carlito

World Tag Team Championships Match:
World Tag Team Champions The World’s Greatest Tag Team vs. The Straight Edge Saints

Money in the Bank Match:
Mr. Money in the Bank Randy Orton vs. Jeff Hardy

Women’s Championship Triple Threat Match:
Women’s Champion Mickie James vs. Beth Phoenix vs. Victoria

Six Person Intergender Tag Team Match:
The Hart Legacy vs. Johnny Nitro, Chris Masters and Melina


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JAM's Review

I'm always a fan of shows that superstars personally have and Carlito's Cabana here was a good one. I wasn't too sure about having Kenny and Torrie as his guest but it really worked here. After all the jokes aside, the content of the opening was really good. I like how you portrayed Kenny as more of a worker as opposed to Carlito since he has a big match with RVD later on. You definitely had good use of the apple here, but poor Torrie was the victim of it. However, it does build some tension between Torrie and Kenny, no idea what you're gonna do with that. Good last word by Carlito and now I'm looking forward to this match a lot whole than I was before.

The interesting part of this segment was Lashley. No idea what the big man has in store but with him walking out just like that, he may go out to make a statement. The Hart Legacy vs. MNM is a good rivalry and can really spearhead the tag division on RAW. I'm a big fan of Kidd and Smith, so here's hoping that they get a decent push. Pretty standard stuff to get the heels over plus, I think they needed this win more. Not sure why you went with Masters though, I may have just gone with the original members of MNM then have Masters fill out the midcard.

John Cena not present during an interview? Wonder what happened. The divas right now are the ones who could wrestle so it was pretty entertaining to read. The tension you built with Victoria and Beth during this match was really good. Their triple threat with Mickie at the PPV will surely a good one.

RVD promo here was needed as we needed to hear from the champion. Interesting enough that you had the disappearance of Cena questioned here. I had a feeling that you'd bring it up and it was a really good segment. A lot of intrigue you created here and I can only think that Lashley did this, but you can totally swerve us. Kenny vs. RVD later should be a good match but I can see it not ending clean since I think whoever attacked Cena may make his presence felt during the main event. The match with Benjamin and Punk was a pretty good one. Although it didn't feel like a ten minute match, the detail in it was pretty good. The ending was great too, don't know if Punk has that much strength but it was still a good ending. The tag match will be a good one for sure.

Cesaro coming in as a singles competitor huh? Well I guess you have enough teams. I was hoping for KoW to debut together. This segment with Vince and RVD was gold! I'm really believing RVD as a good talker now that I've seen more promo time for him. He's that laid back guy but you proved here he's just as good as a serious person so that was great to see. Doug Williams!! Wow, haha. But we all knew he was gonna job to Orton here. You did the standard stuff here, not really much to say really, other than it was all pretty standard booking. Sometimes that's what we need to do really.

I really like interviews that are conducted this way, it just gives you a feel that all of this is really real. The words that HBK said were very chilling, you wrote for him here really good. HBK has always played the “soul-less man” quite good and he was on point here as well. I like the touch of you describing how Joey felt during the interview because I can't imagine anyone would feel comfortable in that situation. You've certainly hyped up this match to a good one and I'm picking it as match of the night right now. Cade being HHH's opponent is rather interesting and it should be a good match, not much of a squash because of Cade's closeness with HBK. And what a brawl that was, you certainly proved a point with HHH here, having him use the sledgehammer on Cade. I'm hyped up for this match!

The main event was rather interesting. Though I thought we'd get some clarification as to who attacked Cena earlier in the night. Lashley comes out looking good here while Cena and RVD are left arguing with each other. Also, it was a good win for Kenny but I kind of expected that. Not really sure about the end, it just felt rushed is all. With Lashley making an impact, I thought we'd see some info as to who attacked Cena like I said earlier. I'm guessing at Backlash it won't end pretty and it's far from over.

Overall, was a good show. My favorite part had to be the HBK interview and the Punk/Benjamin match. You've done well in advancing your feuds here. You had some pretty standard booking but that's what we need sometimes. Although I felt the ending was rushed, I still felt the show as a whole was good. You left us with more questions than answers so I guess that's fine. Now we wait for Backlash
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Lito kicking off the show is a pretty big run for him and Kenny. Certainly gives this feud a bigger feel about it which I like a lot. Lito was spot on with his whole introductory piece and once Kenny and Torrie came out I loved the line about Torrie being used to sucking haha. That’s just trademark Carlito. Kenny was perfectly done here too, his ‘I don’t wanna be here’ attitude was definitely the right one to go with and I could believe what he was saying. Was surprised but quite glad you got Torrie to speak here, wasn’t expecting it but I liked her reasoning behind siding with Kenny and added a little bit more to it all. I was getting a little bit tired of all the jokes from Carlito so I was really pleased to see him turn it up towards the end with a more serious side. You could sense the tone change and that Lito was fired up which was a smart route to take and the ending was very cleverly done. The attack from Kenny, the use of Torrie, the apple coming into play, all very smart stuff and this segment has certainly made me care a bit more about this match heading into Backlash so it’s job done to start off the show.

Interesting exchange here. Bit surprised that the McMahon’s had nothing up their sleeve, shall have to watch this space on that front. Guess Mr.Lashley however has other ideas, intriguing.

Big win for Masters here and the Legacy are cost once more. Think it’s a dead cert that they get the victory come Sunday, will defo be a lot bigger getting the win on PPV than tonight so I think it’s smart booking allowing Masters, Nitro and Melina to get one over on them again here only to get their comeuppance Sunday.

Ah, a twist indeed here with Cena. I think I know where Lashley ended up!!

Very smart booking again here in this match. Playing up the tension, the confusion in the ranks between Beth and Victoria is definitely the right call heading into Backlash, adds a whole different layer going into it and it’s perked my interest a little in the last couple of shows.

Pretty solid interview with Van Dam here. All the right answers and reasoning behind it. The whole ‘need’ to beat Cena thing is a good angle and it is somewhat true. The attack on Cena was well timed as it now suddenly makes you think ‘Did Van Dam have a role in it?’ Pretty sure he didn’t but it does get that thought into your mind somewhat.

Big win for Punk here and a solid match up between he and Shelton. Good build heading towards Sunday, very reminiscent of the Masters/Nitro stuff earlier on though, maybe a bit too similar as it kind’ve makes you think you know the outcome for Backlash already now. Though a swerve would be nice

All I can say is very much looking forward to Cesaro, make him legit.

Clever, clever stuff here with Vince and Van Dam. I can totally imagine Vince bringing that up about Van Dam being the one to attack Cena in his usual dickish demeanour. Good to see an intense side from Van Dam and Vince was on the money with this, good segment.

Nice to see Doug Williams getting a chance, albeit not much of one with Randall here. Progressive booking, gives Orton a win heading into Sunday and Hardy’s little run in adds a tad more fuel to the fire for Backlash. Simple stuff.

Best part of the show right here, hands down. Michaels was just all kinds of awesome here. His character, his facial expressions, his words, down to a tee, loved it. The whole breaking down of why DX came to split was really interesting and gives you the other side of the story so to speak. I found myself agreeing with what he said which makes a great heel cos what they say is true yet you still boo them lol. Pretty chilling stuff to close it off with, bringing his daughter into it, had a very ruthless feel about it and that’s just what you want heading into such a huge, brutal match up Sunday night. Thumbs up here.

Following that up with Trips was a good call and nothing special in terms of beating Cade but the attack afterwards was nicely done with the Sledgehammer coming into play, definitely the right call. Before the show I probably would’ve said I’d like to see HBK and Hunter have a bit of a scuffle, bit of a preview for Sunday but I think this did work, make us wait for it and it’ll feel all the bigger.

Solid run down of the card here and it’s certainly shaping up to be a corker. Looking forward to it.

Very strong main event here. Kenny gets a huge rub from just giving Van Dam a competitive match, let alone beating him. Massive upset here and I’m torn on it in some ways. It’s huge for Kenny obviously and gives him a bucket load of momentum, makes the I.C title look big, all great things. On the other hand, a loss for the WWE Champion to the I.C Champion heading into his big title defence on Sunday isn’t always a great call. It all made sense, what with Cena’s appearance and Lashley’s run in and whatnot but I’m just not sure I agree with it entirely. With that being said, the post match stuff was good, no fireworks but just that bit of tension being shown and it’s enough to grab my attention and make me wanna see the two lock horns come Sunday.

On the whole I’ve said a few times in this that it was a clever, smart and sensible which it was. Everything seemed to progress smoothly and there was a lot of simply solid booking. Be it the tag team action, the women’s feud, the Cabana or the Van Dam/Cena/Lashley triangle. Everything was advanced nicely and has progressed well going into Backlash. Highlight was no doubt the Michaels interview and that one is the one I’m most looking forward to come the big show. Keep up the good work moving forward Smackdown and can’t wait for Backlash. Good job sir.
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Friday Night SmackDown emanates from London, England with not one, but two huge championship matches lined up, both of which will have huge implications as SmackDown heads towards Judgment Day.

Last week, SmackDown G.M. Teddy Long decided to let Edge and Mr. Kennedy sort things out for themselves as he pitted them against each other, with the winner guaranteed a title shot against Batista tonight. During the match, as Edge went for a steel chair, Batista intervened, removing the chair from Edge’s hands, an interruption that ultimately led to Kennedy putting Edge away with the mic check. With the match now set, Kennedy will challenge Batista tonight for the World Heavyweight Championship. There’s no love lost between the two, especially after their match at No Way Out and Kennedy’s encounter with Ric Flair at WrestleMania, meaning that when these two collide tonight in London, sparks are sure to fly. Who will leave London as the World Heavyweight Champion? And what role, if even, will Edge play in the preceedings?

Every since No Way Out, Matt Hardy and Finlay have been battling each other over the United States Championship, a rivalry that lead to a title match at WrestleMania XXIII where Hardy finally won a major singles championship. Tonight, the pair meet one last time, this time under rules no one is more familiar with than 'The Fighting Irishman'... a Belfast Brawl Match. Determined to end things with Finlay once and for all, Hardy challenged the veteran to a WrestleMania rematch, determined to beat Finlay at his own game. With these two being no strangers to each other the last few months, this one could spiral out of control in a hurry, and of course, The Miz will be watching on very closely, knowing he's next in line to face the champion at Judgment Day.

Speaking of Batista and Hardy, they teamed up last week to do Teddy Long a favour as they handed a first defeat to The New Breed, no doubt teaching Elijah Burke and Monty Brown a lesson in the process. With the World Tag Team Champions, The Hooligans, inching closer to full health, Burke and Brown will no doubt be looking to once again state their cases for a title opportunity against London and Kendrick.

Elsewhere, Gregory Helms takes on Shannon Moore fresh off what he considered an expose on Bryan Danielson's previous WWE career, and Santino Marella leads The Full Blooded Italians into battle with Funaki and Jimmy Wang Yang, but nod oubt Marella will be wary of the presence of the man he's been targetting in recent weeks, 'The Big Red Machine', Kane. We'll also hear more from Chavo Guerrero on his upcoming match at Judgment Day with Rey Mysterio, and the 2007 King of the Ring Qualifying Round draw is revealed ahead of the tournament's kick-off this Monday on Raw.

Confirmed Matches:

Batista vs. Mr. Kennedy
Matt Hardy vs. Finlay

Gregory Helms vs. Shannon Moore
The Full Blooded Italians vs. Funaki and Jimmy Wang Yang

Plus!! We'll hear more from Chavo Guerrero regarding his match at Judgment Day with Rey Mysterio, and the brackets for the upcoming King of the Ring tournament are revealed!!

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