WWE Monday Night Raw- 22/8/05- Hampton, Virginia
The opening video and pyro goes off as we get a shot of a raucous crowd in the arena tonight before good ol’ J.R and Coach welcome us to the show.
: We are twenty four hours removed from an incredibly exhilarating, incredibly tense, incredibly emotional night at Summerslam. I’m Jim Ross joined by Jonathan Coachman and we welcome you ladies and gentleman to Monday Night Raw on a night where the actions of those last night are bound to face the consequences.
: You got that right partner. Tonight Shawn Michaels will face the consequences, Shawn Michaels will face the wrath of Eric Bischoff!! Michaels is gonna lose his job tonight I’m telling ya!!
And we are indeed kicking things off with the Raw GM as Eric Bischoff steps out to a chorus of boos, a very sour expression on his face, clearly angered by what went down at Summerslam with some of the crowd cheering as Bischoff failed to get his way last night.
: And we’re getting straight down to business! What Shawn Michaels put this man through last night J.R was…was despicable. All he had to do was count Batista down, was follow the orders of his boss and he didn’t get the job done. Tonight? He pays for it.
: Well I don’t think anybody can blame Shawn Michaels for what he did last night. Shawn was placed in the toughest of situations last night and in my opinion he came out with his reputation not only intact but enhanced. The Heartbreak Kid did the right thing last night and I know that all these fans here tonight are grateful he did just that, I know that Batista is damn sure grateful he did just that.
: Well of course he is, he’s only holding the World Title because of Shawn Michaels!! Kane should be holding the gold right now, not that muscle headed freak!! Eric Bischoff’s gonna put them BOTH in their place tonight!!
Bischoff has a mic, the crowd are pretty vocal already as they begin a ‘You Suck’ chant, Bischoff gritting his teeth, not in the mood quite clearly.
: Last night-
Bischoff is cut off by the very loud ‘You Suck’ chants.
: Last night was supposed to be the night where Eric Bischoff’s vision of Monday Night Raw at long last came to fruition. It was a night where…it was a night where the World Heavyweight Championship was supposed to come back into my
hands, come back into my
power, go to somebody who I felt was worthy
of holding that championship but…but did that happen?
A very positive ‘NO’ is heard from the crowd with a lot of cheers thrown in.
: No, you’re right it didn’t and I could put that down to Batista being the better man on the night or…I could put that down to Kane not quite being up to the job. But…neither of those statements would be true now would they? Batista was NOT…the better man last night and Kane WAS up to the job, believe me.
Bischoff now shakes his head in disbelief almost.
: Last night didn’t go to plan because of one man and one…man…only
. Last night didn’t go to plan…because of Shawn Michaels.
A massive pop greets the mention of HBK.
: Let me…let me explain something for all of you people here. Shawn Michaels is MY ‘Personal Employee’
, he is officially under contract…to me
. He is not under contract to the World Wrestling Entertainment, he is specifically contracted TO ME, ERIC BISCHOFF which means…which means he answers to me, he does EXACTLY…what I say. I say jump, he asks how high? That’s the way this whole thing works. Well, that’s the way this whole thing should
Bischoff is quite clearly pissed here.
: One of those orders, one of those instructions, infact y’know what? It was the ONLY instruction I gave Shawn Michaels last night, count Batista... down
. That…THAT IS NOT DIFFICULT!! B-but did-did he do it? Did Shawn Michaels do his job last night? NO!! NO HE FREAKIN’ DIDN’T!!
Bischoff is raging now and the crowd are loving every second.
: Shawn Michaels didn’t follow my orders, he didn’t follow my instructions. All Shawn Michaels did last night was let…me…down. Infact that’s all Shawn has done since Wrestlemania isn’t it? Let me down, let EVERYBODY…down. He lost to Kurt Angle at Wrestlemania, he lost to Randy Orton at Backlash, then he had the nerve to kick my head off my shoulders on MORE than one occasion, his own boss. But where did-where did that get him? I’ll tell you where…NOWHERE!! Because then he went onto Vengeance and he lost to Kane too didn’t he?
Bischoff pauses for a second, nodding as he lists off Michaels downward spiral, the crowd booing this whole ordeal.
: That night at Vengeance I thought…I really, really
thought things were gonna change. When Kane beat Shawn he became…mine
. And when he became mine I had this idea in my head, this vision that Raw would become my show again. Nobody would take this show away from me like he tried to do, Shawn was outta the equation, he was on my side and next? Next, I was gonna take everybody else who’d crossed me outta the equation too.
Bischoff grits his teeth a little.
: Batista was that next step, taking the World Title away from him was that next step but once again…(starts chuckling to himself) once again Shawn Michaels let me down. And now? Now these past twenty four hours have been nothing short of hell for me, he put me through hell last night, HE’S PUT ME THROUGH HELL FOR FAR TOO LONG NOW AND STARTING TONIGHT, IT STOPS!!
Bischoff is adamant there, the crowd booing a fired up GM.
: Because tonight I’m gonna give Shawn a taste of his own medicine. Now people have been talking, people have been questioning just what I’m gonna do here tonight. There’s been rumours that right here tonight I’m going to fire
Strong heat from the crowd as Bischoff teases the possibility.
: Now believe me, last night? That was EXACTLY what I intended on doing. I couldn’t WAIT… to fire Shawn Michaels here tonight for what he’s done to me, for what he’s put me through but then I realised, that
? That’d be all too easy now wouldn’t it? And Eric Bischoff does not…do…easy. So Shawn, you can thank your lucky stars because your job is…safe. BUT your well being? Ha ha, your well being is far from it.
Bischoff now begins to smirk.
: He might think it’s already begun but right here tonight Shawn Michaels pathway to hell well and truly…begins
. He faces STEP ONE…of his punishment tonight. One on one inside this ring, Shawn Michaels returns to action, the Showstopper steps inside this ring and he will go one on one with a man who’s got a HUGE bone to pick with him, a man who he screwed last night at Summerslam. He will go one on one…with KANE!!
BIG time pop for that announcement.
: And believe me when I say this, so Shawn I hope you’re back there listening and I hope you’re listening real carefully. Tonight is ONLY…a preview. Summerslam was the very last time you get one over on me, the very last time ANYBODY…gets one over on me. By the time tonight is over and done with I guarantee
…that Shawn Michaels is gonna realise first hand why you do NOT…cross…the boss.
Bischoff drops the mic to a chorus of boos as his music plays and the General Manager exits the ropes, heading back up the ramp, a scowl across his face as he looks to lay siege on Shawn Michaels, beginning here tonight.
: Strong words from Eric Bischoff here tonight and a HUGE main event set for later on. Shawn Michaels one on one with the man he counted down last night, Kane.
: Oh baby, tonight’s just the beginning J.R!! I wanted Shawn gone, I wanted him fired but this? This is even better! Shawn’s gonna feel the wrath of Eric Bischoff, he’s gonna feel the wrath of Kane and he’s gonna start the painful journey straight…to…hell.
: Well we knew tonight would bring consequences and Shawn Michaels will certainly face them later on tonight. What a night this promises to be!
We get a closing shot of Bischoff now smirking somewhat to himself as he heads through the curtains before we fade out.
‘Ain’t No Stoppin Me Now’
We return to Raw and it’s the music of Shelton Benjamin that hits as out steps the NEW Intercontinental Champion and his partner Charlie Haas to a nice ovation with both men looking elated following Benjamin’s triumph last night.
: Well what a night it was for Shelton Benjamin in Washington D.C just twenty four hours ago as Shelton Benjamin at long last recaptured the Intercontinental Championship, defeating Muhammad Hassan in a gruelling contest. Benjamin showed all the heart, all the passion, all the sheer determination that we know he possess in order to win back the title he had robbed from him.
: Oh bull! Shelton Benjamin is ONLY the Intercontinental Champion because of his partner standing next to him. Charlie Haas got him that title shot and last night? Ha! Last night he won him the damn title!! Shelton Benjamin owes Charlie Haas big time J.R!
: Well I don’t doubt that Charlie Haas had a small hand in Shelton Benjamin’s victory last night but Coach you can’t deny that Shelton Benjamin showed such a will to win last night. He had to fight with damn near one leg in order to walk out with that title.
: He did have to fight with damn near one leg and it was courtesy of just how freakin’ good his opponent was. He was just one second, one split second away from tapping out to Muhammad Hassan last night and Charlie Haas saved his ass whether you wanna admit it or not cowboy.
‘Just look at Me’
Benjamin awaits his opponent and that man is none other than Rob Conway who steps out on stage to crickets with the former La Resistance member desperate to make an impact tonight.
Well facts are Coach, Shelton Benjamin is now standing here the Intercontinental Champion and I know that’s a huge weight off of his and Charlie Haas’ shoulders. Haas is desperate for Shelton to now focus on winning Tag Team gold alongside him but tonight it’s singles action again for Benjamin and it’s a tough test in the shape of Rob Conway. Huge opportunity for the ‘Con Man’ here tonight.
That may be what Charlie Haas wants but he’s a stupid man if he thinks it’s what he’s gonna get. Benjamin’s as selfish as they come and him being here tonight, competing on his own AGAIN is more than enough proof of that J.R. I hope Rob Conway kicks his ass tonight and puts himself right in the hunt for that Intercontinental title.
Match One: Singles Match
Shelton Benjamin w/Charlie Haas vs Rob Conway
Benjamin starts this one off sluggishly as he still seems to be suffering the effects of his ankle injury from last night. The Intercontinental Champion tries his usual fast paced offense, storming at Conway once the bell rings but Conway manages to strike with a knee to the gut and immediately begins to pummel Shelton with right hands.
Conway then whips Benjamin across the ring, Shelton rebounding and Conway takes him down with a big clothesline as Benjamin winces in pain. Conway immediately pinpoints the injured ankle, stomping away with vicious kicks as Benji lets out a cry of agony and we see Charlie Haas looking on at ringside with a look of worry. Conway continues to batter the injured ankle of Benjamin, repeated stomps before he runs the ropes and methodically drops a leg right on top of the ankle!! Benjamin again grimaces as Conway goes for the first cover but it’s a kick out at two!
Conway brings Benjamin up to his feet following this, perhaps looking at a different route of putting the champion away, clubbing him with a right hand before a firm Irish whip as Benjamin flies into the corner. Conway comes charging BUT BENJAMIN DODGES IT!! Conway eats the turnbuckle and Benjamin hobbles out of harm’s way. Right hands now from Shelton as Conway is stuck in no man’s land here. Irish whip from Benjamin, reversal from Conway as Benjamin smashes into the turnbuckle, Conway comes charging but Benjamin gets a boot up, CONWAY CATCHES IT!! Conway catches the injured ankle!! He goes to slam it against the turnbuckle but Benjamin manages to swing round and CATCHES CONWAY WITH A KICK TO THE HEAD!! But it’s the same foot, the same ankle that connects and Benjamin drops to the mat in pain also.
The race back to their feet is a slow one but it’s one that is just about won by the Intercontinental Champion as Benjamin uses the turnbuckle to drag himself up. Conway isn’t far behind and he immediately charges at the wounded champ only for Benjamin to catch him with a big right hand. Benajmin on the front foot now, pegging Conway back. Irish whip from Benjamin, Conway rebounds and Benjamin with a boot to the gut, using his weaker foot and he goes for a scoop slam but Conway rolls down the back of him, ROLL UP!! 1…2…kick out at two from Shelton!!
Conway nearly steals it and both men are to their feet again, Conway swings, misses, Benjamin from behind, BIG BACK SUPLEX CONNECTS!! Benjamin crawls towards a cover now, 1…2…kick out!! Benjamin now comes within a whisker as he slowly gets to his feet once more, Conway not too far behind him and Benjamin steadies himself, wanting to finish this thing off, Conway spins around, kick to the mid section, T-BONE SUPLEX!! NO!! Conway elbows out of it and a kick to the ankle!! A kick to the ankle from the former La Resistance member. Benjamin’s doubled over, a look of despair on Charlie Haas’ face as Benjamin again cries out in pain. Conway now runs the ropes, goes for a big boot!! Benjamin ducks it, he’s on one leg right now as he hops back round, spins Conway his direction, T-BONE!! CONNECTS, THIS TIME BENJAMIN STRIKES AND HE HOBBLES INTO A COVER!! 1…2…3…Benjamin is successful!!
Winner: Shelton Benjamin(6:37)
: Yet again Shelton Benjamin digging deep!! A big win for the Intercontinental Champion over a very game Rob Conway.
: Hey, what do ya know? He can win a match on his own.
: Oh for the love of god. Shelton Benjamin does not need Charlie Haas’ help Coach, he may’ve had an assist last night but I know for sure that he didn’t want it and I’m betting he feels he didn’t need it either.
: He may feel that way but I guarantee you he DID need it and when it comes down to the big one recently, he’s not been able to cut it without that assist, don’t even try to deny it partner. Tonight? Sure, I’ll hand it to him, on one leg he pulled the job off but you put him in there with Muhammad Hassan for that Intercontinental title again? I know where my money would be.
Benjamin backs up the ramp, clutching his Intercontinental title, hobbling along with Charlie Haas right beside him, patting his partner on the back, clearly delighted Benjamin pulled it off again tonight.
We then head across backstage where we see Shawn Michaels walking through the halls!! The Showstopper is dressed casually and his image is greeted with a massive pop from the crowd with Michaels looking a little less down, a little less sombre than in recent weeks and months, a bit of a strut in his step before we see Todd Grisham enter the shot.
: Shawn! Shawn last night you defied Eric Bischoff’s orders, counting Kane down and allowing Batista to retain the World Heavyweight Title. Twenty four hours later, are you having any regrets about your decision knowing that the consequences begin right here tonight when you take on the Big Red Machine?
Michaels actually cuts a wry smile, surprisingly as we’ve not seen that from him lately.
: Todd I can stand here tonight, look you dead in the eye and say that I have got absolutely NO REGRETS…about what I did last night. I warned Batista, I warned Kane, I warned Eric Bischoff that if you got in my path at Summerslam, I was gonna kick your teeth straight down your throat and that’s exactly
what I did to ‘em both last night.
Nice pop for that
: As far as tonight goes? I say…bring it on. It’s been a long, long
time, feels like an eternity since the Showstopper laced his ol’ boots up and stepped inside the squared circle. Tonight I get to go out there, I get to do what I do best and that is steal the show one more time in the middle of that ring.
Michaels is clearly in a determined mood here as he points away, clearly directed at the ring
: Kane’s gonna be after me, I know that, I understand what I’m up against out there tonight. It ain’t gonna be easy and hey, I know that Eric Bischoff’s gonna be after me out there too. But a…
: Well Shawn that was my next question. We heard from Eric Bischoff earlier on tonight and he was obviously displeased with your actions last night. My question to you is, are you not at all concerned about just what the Raw General Manager has in store for you? I mean, you are still under contract to him as his ‘Personal Employee’.
Michaels takes a second to respond
: You’re absolutely right, I am
…still under contract to Eric but be that as it may, I’m not concerned with whatever it is he has in store for me. Tonight he’s throwin' Kane my way. Next week it’ll be something else, somebody else and then the week after that it’ll be a whole different challenge. I get that and Todd, I am ready
Grisham nods, listening intently
: I’ve sat back for far too long now and just taken in his orders. I’ve stood in the background and accepted things I haven’t wanted to accept but after what I did last night, it was like…it was like a weight off my shoulders y’know? That was the first step and hey, it ain’t gonna be easy, it ain’t gonna be a walk in the park for me to get outta dodge Todd but believe me when I say this, I have faith
Another nice pop greets this.
: I have faith that I can come through whatever it is Eric Bischoff throws in my path. I have faith that no matter what it is I’m forced to come up against, my ability
, my passion
, my heart
will see me through that challenge. I have faith Todd, that be it tonight, be it a month from now, be it an entire year
from now…I have faith that eventually this whole thing with Eric Bischoff will pass and that once again, soon enough… the Heartbreak Kid will be runnin’ this show once again.
It’s a defiant statement from HBK here as he grits his teeth and we head off to a nice pop as ever,a glint in his eye tonight.
We return cut away to a video package…
The first shot we receive is of a church and through the windows we can see it’s pitch black outside as some candles are lit inside the church and we see a solitary figure but only from behind and they appear to be praying as they are on their knee sat the front of the church. This person is a fairly small man, bald head and a pretty scary look on his face as he begins rocking back and forth and is then heard saying ‘Forgive me, for I have sinned.
Forgiveness does not…come easily…
We then get a shot of Edge with his maniacal smile, holding his Money in the Bank briefcase close to him.
Certain acts, certain decisions, we can choose to let go…
We see a shot of Shawn Michaels standing over Batista following a deadly dose of Sweet Chin Music.
To let slide…
We see Charlie Haas cutting a frustrated figure as Shelton Benjamin walks past him.
To put at the back of our minds…
We then see this person still on their knees in the church looking up to the heavens as they repeatedly say ‘Forgive me, Forgive me’
But then there are other acts, there are other decisions that are simply…unforgivable…
There’s now fast paced music as we get a glimpse of an enraged Batista who kicks the ropes in frustration as Eric Bischoff smirks cockily.
We then see Chris Jericho holding the back of his head as he watches Edge slither away from his grasp, a furious look on Jericho’s face.
Finally we see Christian smirking to himself as he pats Tomko on the chest before patting his own, a devilish smirk on Captain Charisma’s face.
September 18th, 2005, those that have sinned will seek their forgiveness…
We see Kane laughing to himself in his usual monstrous manner.
The next image is of Muhammad Hassan and his Arabian Entity standing tall as Hassan embraces the boos from all around him.
The shot we then see is of Batista, his hands on his head in clear disappointment or frustration.
But for some…they will always remain…well and truly…Unforgiven.
The final image we see is of a desolate Shawn Michaels stood in the ring alone, staring down at this feet. We then return to the church to see the man praying, looking up high to the sky before he stops, looks down and into the camera, a look of despair which then changes before smiling sadistically and we then get a graphic for…
We return and once again we’re shown backstage and we see the Intercontinental Champion Shelton Benjamin along with his partner Charlie Haas strolling through the back. Benjamin hobbling on his ankle, I.C title on his shoulder.
Great win out there again tonight man. You’re on a roll right now, pickin’ up wins, takin’ home championships. Next step? Those World Tag Team titles!
Haas is very enthusiastic here, Benjamin huffs a little however.
Wh-what’s, what’s the matter man?
Nothing, nothing. It’s just my ankle man, I mean it took a hell of a beating last night and you know how tough it is in this business with injuries. I know, I know I said we’d go after the Tag titles once I got this back but Charlie, I don’t think now’s a good time man.
We immediately see Haas’ head drop.
Look I’m sorry but right now, this
, this is my priority.
Points at the I.C title as Haas looks longingly at it also.
: This is what it’s all about for me right now and until I’m back at a hundred percent, that’s the way it’s gotta be man. I hope you can understand that and I hope that you can stay by my side, your support helped me through last night. I appreciate it.
: That’s not all that helped you through last night.
Haas s......s as Benjamin has a ‘What?’ kinda look on his face.
: What’s that supposed to mean?
: Look you know as well as I do… just…just forget it alright. Nothing to worry about and you’re right, really. Until that ankle’s a hundred percent, I got your back man. That title needs to stay around your waist, you…you deserve
Haas looks a bit reluctant in saying that as Benjamin nods his head.
: Thanks man, I appreciate it, I’m glad you can understand and I promise you, once I’m back to full health again, you and me are goin’ after those titles. You got my word.
Benjamin and Haas then shake hands before Benjamin heads off leaving Haas stood still, hands on hips, clearly a little peeved off with his partner tonight.
We then return ringside and a return to the action as we hear…
And there’s a ripple of heat for the ever cocky, ever arrogant duo of Ken Doane and Nick Nemeth who step out with a strut in their step, all smiles as they roll down to the ring.
: Well last night saw a big victory for these two men as they scored the winning pinfall in eight man tag team action, earning themselves a World Tag Team Title opportunity against the Dudley Boyz. Coach we have learned since then that Doane and Nemeth will use that title shot at our next Pay Per View…Unforgiven. A huge night in the young duo’s careers when they go toe to toe with the Dudleyz, the lights on bright and the gold on the line.
: And hey, can I just say, what a performance from these two men last night! Doane and Nemeth most DEFINITELY provided us with the platform to perfection. And now? Now they’re gonna go get themselves some gold, they beat those damn Dudleyz once already last night, Ken Doane’s gonna beat ‘em again tonight and then at Unforgiven, the icing on the cake baby, Doane and Nemeth beat ‘em one more time and take those titles home.
‘Yeah We’re Comin’ Down’
It’s a rousing ovation for the World Tag Team Champions as out step the Dudley Boyz, D-Von looking fired up, Bubba a stern look on his face as we’re set for a big singles match between the Tag Title contestants.
As confident as you may be Coach, I don’t think you can ever write off the Dudleyz. Last night was as chaotic as it gets, eight men flying around that ring. I think the fact remains, two on two the Dudley Boyz are as experienced as it gets , they know how to get the job done, no matter who their opponents, no matter what the environment. Come Unforigven, Doane and Nemeth will be in for the fight of their lives.
You say experience, I say over the hill. These two guys haven’t had a test like these two men. They haven’t a young, talented, athletic pair of guys gunnin’ for ‘em and that’s exactly what they’ve got now. Yeah the Dudleyz were a force but that’s the word J.R, they WERE…a force. They aren’t anymore and the Platform to Perfection will show these two guys the platform to the station soon enough.
Match Two: Singles Match
Ken Doane w/Nick Nemeth vs D-Von Dudley w/Bubba Ray Dudley
Doane starts this one off on the front foot, his confidence from last night, well, since he stepped foot in the company to be fair is evident as he almost shrugs off D-Von as a threat and delivers a thumb to the eye, blinding one half of the tag champs momentarily.
Doane then hammers away at D-Von, repeated right hands as he forces him into the corner before delivering some venomous stomps to the mid section as D-Von ends up slumped up against the turnbuckle, Doane pandering to the crowd which draws him strong heat. Doane heads away from his opponent, cockily strutting round the ring before a big run up and a devastating clothesline that knocks all the wind out of D-Von.
Doane continues to work over D-Von, some hard shots before he drops the big man with a pinpoint dropkick, going immediately for a cover, 1…2…kick out at two as J.R questions whether D-Von is struggling a little for confidence after defeat last night.
Doane appears in cruise control as Nemeth hops up onto the apron and the two men give each other a high five as Bubba Ray shakes his head in disgust on the outside. Doane then goes back to work on D-Von, continuing to strike with repeated kicks, head to toe on D-Von before he scoops the champion up. Doane with an Irish whip and D-Von rebounds, Doane throws a right hand but D-Von ducks it, he stops in his tracks, spins Doane round, boot to the gut and a big time vertical suplex from
D-Von! The crowd let out a nice pop for that as D-Von scrambles into a cover, Nemeth looking concerned for his partner here. 1…2…kick out at two from Doane!!
D-Von is right back in this thing now and you sense the tables are turning as D-Von quickly brings Doane to his feet again, nailing him with clubbing blows, an Irish whip now and Doane rebounds right into a big hip toss!! D-Von is rolling!! The crowd are right behind one half of the Dudleyz as D-Von awaits Doane’s return to his feet, the cocky playboy arises, turns around and is met with an Irish Whip, Doane hangs on to the ropes though and Nick Nemeth hops on to the apron, pulling Doane away and he drops down and under the ropes, his partner giving him a word of encouragement. The crowd boos big time for this as Nemeth recognises his partner being on the back foot but Bubba Ray doesn’t take too kindly to this!!
Bubba storms around the ring and spins Nemeth around before SMASHING NEMETH WITH A RIGHT HAND!! Nemeth goes tumbling before Doane comes from behind and SMASHES BUBBA HEAD FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!! Bubba is floored, Nemeth is floored and Doane hops up onto the apron where D-Von meets him but Doane sees him coming and smashes his head off the ropes!! D-Von ricochets backwards and Doane steps inside, D-Von spins back round, boot to the gut, Doane goes for a suplex but D-Von rolls down the back and SCORES WITH A REVERSE DDT!! Turning point perhaps for D-Von here as both men are down but it’s one half of the tag champs with the initiative now.
D-Von slowly crawls back to his feet, Doane is still down and crawling around the mat helplessly as D-Von begins to head up high! The fans sense that D-Von is about to risk it all, Doane in a whole world of trouble as D-Von climbs, he’s there, steadies himself, all set to fly BUT NICK NEMETH SHOVES D-VON OFF THE TOP!! D-VON CRASHES DOWN TO THE MAT AS NEMETH DOES HIS DIRTY WORK AND THE REFEREE CALLS FOR THE BELL!!
Winner via Disqualification: D-Von Dudley(8:37)
: DAMN IT!! NEMETH COMING FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! D-Von was about to put Ken Doane away but Nemeth coming to his partner’s aid and now look!! Bubba Ray is still down, D-Von is down, the Dudleyz are easy pickings here!!
: You should be happy to see it too J.R. Two old dogs getting some sense beat into ‘em. Their time is done, it’s been and gone, step aside old timers, Doane and Nemeth are here and they’re here to stay.
Nemeth immediately hops inside the ring to a chorus of boos and he grabs his partner, helping Doane up and the two immediately begin an ambush on D-Von, hammering away with devastating kicks, head to toe on D-Von as the crowd urge Bubba to his feet but Bubba is still down, unable to come to his partner’s aid although he is stirring as Nemeth keeps an eye on the big man’s whereabouts. The Perfectionists continue their ambush as Doane brings D-Von to his feet before tossing him like a rag doll into the waiting path of Nemeth who is pandering to the raucous crowd, Nemeth grabs D-Von…AND SCORES WITH THE PAYDIRT(ZIG ZAG)!! D-Von is absolutely rammed to the mat as Nemeth yells ‘PERFECTION BABY’ and Doane heads up high, insult to injury now as Doane scales to the top rope, he’s all set to fly…BUT THE CROWD BEGINS TO COME ALIVE AS THE BASHAM BROTHERS APPEAR!! DANNY AND DOUG BASHAM HEADED FOR THE PERFECTIONISTS!!
WAIT JUST A SECOND!! DANNY AND DOUG, THE BASHAM BROTHERS!! COMING TO THE AID OF THE DUDLEY BOYZ!!
: What the hell are they thinking?! What freakin’ reason have they got for comin’ out here!?!
The Bashams have stormed the ring and are taking it to Doane and Nemeth!! The Platform to Perfection getting a beating from a very fired up, very determined Basham duo as Danny smashes Doane with right hands, Doug smashing Nemeth before he tosses Nemeth up and over the top with ease!! Within mere moments Danny does the exact same to Doane with the ‘Perfectionists’ going for a ride!! The fans are eating it up as the Bashams make a statement with this ambush. Danny then takes a microphone from ringside, Doane and Nemeth crawling on the outside whilst Bubba and D-Von are struggling inside the squared circle.
: Doane, Nemeth, you two got the job done last night, congratulations. But you boys did NOT…beat us.
Small pop for that
: So me and Doug came out here to give you a little reminder, give you a little heads up that you two punks may be the number one contenders but that doesn’t mean you’re getting rid of us anytime soon.
Doane and Nemeth have now crawled to the same side and are backing up the ramp, Nemeth clutching the back of his head, Doane his lower back as they watch on at the Basham’s with Danny passing the mic to Doug.
: Like Danny said boys, you may be heading to Unforgiven buuuuuuut…we want in.
Doane and Nemeth look at each other like ‘WTF?’, the crowd responding well.
: We know we can beat you two and we know we can beat the Dudleyz. All we need is one match and we want that match at Unforgiven, so how bout it? The Dudleyz versus the Platform to Perfection versus
…the Basham Brothers, whadda ya say huh?
Doane and Nemeth shrug their shoulders and throw their hands back at the Basham’s request, clearly turning it down as we hear Nemeth yell, ‘That shot is ours’ and the two men then head up the ramp, turning their backs as the crowd boo the perfectionists. The Bashams simply chuckle to one another, clearly anticipating that response before they turn around AND ARE MET FACE TO FACE BY BUBBA RAY AND D-VON!! The crowd gives a nice pop as the World Tag Team Champions stare down the two men they teamed with last night before both Bubba and D-Von nod at the dup, a sign of respect perhaps as Danny and Doug nod also with Doug saying ‘They beat you, NOT US’ before he and Danny exit the ring, their intentions now known.
: Who the hell do these two think they are?! Doane and Nemeth earned their shot last night, these two punks didn’t!! They can’t go around just attacking our future champions like that J.R, Eric Bischoff needs to punish the Bashams.
: Well Coach I think they’ve got a pretty valid point. The Basham Brothers were NOT beaten last night and maybe the Platform to Perfection should provide something else and provide these two men with a title opportunity themselves.
: What a bunch of bull J.R. They don’t need to provide the Bashams with anything except an ass kicking!
: Well Doane and Nemeth are heading to Unforgiven but I think if the Dudleyz have any say in the matter, Danny and Doug Basham might be joining them.
: Well it’s a good thing they don’t have a say.
The Bashams retreat, not taking their eyes off the World Tag Team Champions who are handed their titles, staring right back at the Bashams with the title situation escalating somewhat here tonight.
We return and we join the lovely Maria who is standing by, perky as ever and her image met with a decent pop.
: Hi everyone! I’m here backstage with my guest at this time, I want you to give him a really warm welc…
Maria’s bubbly nature is gone as a hand covers the microphone and the camera shifts to where we see the Big Red Machine Kane!!
: Do you really believe that I want these people to give me a ‘warm welcome’? Do you really believe that I want ANYTHING from you, that I want ANYTHING from these people?
Maria looks horrified now.
: Well I don’t want
anything and I don’t need
anything from anybody but I’ll tell you what I AM…going to get. Tonight I am going to get PAYBACK…on Shawn Michaels. Last night he cost me the World Heavyweight Title and now? Ha ha. Now I’m gonna cost him… his freedom.
Kane delivers that sick, twisted smirk of his.
: When Shawn and I step inside that ring tonight he’s going to feel things that he’s never felt before, he’s going to experience things he’s never experienced before because I am going to PHYSICALLY DISSECT…Shawn Michaels tonight. He’s going to learn the hard way, not only do you not cross the boss…but you do NOT…CROSS…ME.
Kane’s breathing heavily now.
: Once I’m through with Shawn tonight, then…then I can move back to what I began last night, I can move back to PUNISHING…Batista and I can move back to becoming World…Heavyweight…Champion.
Small ripple of heat for that comment.
Because let’s face it, without Shawn Michaels last night, Batista would NOT be holding that championship, I would. Batista had no answer for what I threw his way, he had no answer to anything I did to him, his only hope last night, his ONLY PRAYER…was Shawn Michaels and lucky for him, his prayers? They were answered. But lightening does not…strike…twice.
Kane is cut off by a voice as the camera spins round and we see BATISTA!! The World Heavyweight Champion is greeted with a HUGE pop, all suited and booted, the two men now coming near enough face to face as Kane’s grin appears, the Animal not backing down whilst young Maria gets the hell out of dodge.
: Is that what you think huh? My ‘only prayer’ last night was Shawn Michaels?
: That is EXACTLY…what I think. I know that you couldn’t beat me last night, I know that you can’t beat me…PERIOD. Last night was your lucky night Dave, next time? Next time I’m gonna take that title away from you and I’m gonna show that a monster ALWAYS…beats an Animal.
Kane laughs to himself a touch as Tista looks ready to blow here.
: Well last night, this Animal kicked this monster’s ass ALL OVER WASHINGTON D.C!!
Nice pop now as Tista is fired up.
: And tonight? Tonight Shawn Michaels is gonna do the same damn thing. You want another shot at this? You think lightening doesn’t strike twice? Well I say it does and I say… you got it. Any time, any place. This World Title…is mine
and believe me, there ain’t no man… or monster… that’s gonna take it away from me, you understand that?
The two are nose to nose now as Tista delivers a deathly glare at the Big Red Machine, Kane simply smirking.
: Oh I understand, I fully
…understand. But Dave, I don’t think you know…just what this monster is capable of.
Kane then lets out that maniacal laugh to himself as he backs down from the confrontation and heads away, still laughing to himself and we head back to ringside.
: Well some very, very strong words right there from both Batista and the Devil’s Favourite Demon, Kane. It was no doubt a heck of a match last night between those two men and by the looks of things, another one doesn’t appear too far off.
: It damn sure shouldn’t be. Kane was robbed last night, ain’t no point in denying it. I don’t know what planet Batista’s on but last night Shawn Michaels WAS his only prayer and tonight Michaels gets his punishment and soon enough, Batista’s gonna get his too.
: I don’t qui…
‘Just Close Your Eyes’
J.R is cut off by the music of Captain Charisma, Christian and it is THUNDEROUS boos as the leader of his Peeps steps out, accompanied by Tomko, surveying this hostile crowd, a broad smile on his face as he takes this atmosphere in.
: YES!! HERE HE IS!! LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE LEADER OF A NEW GENERATION!! THE MAN WHO BEAT RIC FLAIR LAST NIGHT AT SUMMERSLAM, THE MAN WHO ENDED THE CAREER OF THE NATURE BOY!! GET ON YOUR FEET J.R!!
: For the love of god. I’ll give credit where credits due Coach, Christian pulled it off last night, it was a huge win, the biggest of his career but surely you could show a little respect towards Ric Flair? Last night saw the end of his long, illustrious career on what was an emotional night in Washington.
: Last night was Flair’s night, that was his farewell, his walk into the sunset. TONIGHT…is Christian’s night so you better show this man some respect!! What he did last night was something nobody can lay claim to, not ONE. Christian will forever be the man who sent Ric Flair packing and I’m gonna give him the respect, the appreciation that he deserves.
Christian now has a mic in hand, the smile on his face has yet to be removed as the crowd continues to boo the Canadian native.
Just the mention of Flair’s name draws a THUNDEROUS ovation as Christian laughs smugly to himself. The fans are so loud right now Christian couldn’t get a word in if he tried. The boos for CC, the cheers for Flair eventually fade and a chant of ‘Nature Boy’ begins, getting louder and louder.
: Hey, go ahead, chant his name. C’mon, keep chanting, chant it all…night…long, HE’S NOT HERE AND WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT HE AIN’T COMING BACK BECAUSE LAST NIGHT…last night…I retired
The heat is ungodly for the former Intercontinental Champion as he basks in the glory of his accomplishment, taking a deep breathe following that small rant.
: Last night, August 21st, 2005 will go down as one of the most memorable dates in the history of this industry. It’ll be one of those moments, one of those ‘Where were you?’ kinda deals, where were you when Christian defeated Ric Flair and sent him crawling into retirement?
Again Christian laughs to himself, the crowd booing the holy hell out of him.
It’s a date that will forever be remembered, that’ll live long in the memory, a night where a legendary career came crashing down but that? That’s not
what you people should remember last night for. Last night I did you people…a favour.
A ‘You Suck’ chant is now building.
I did you a favour by getting rid of that washed up old hack who was stealing MY spotlight. He was taking up this show each and every week, a show you all watch, a show you people watch for en-ter-tain-ment
but you tell me, go ahead, PLEASE…tell me, how is a fifty six year old man who looks like he needs a freakin’ wheelchair, parading round this ring every week entertaining?
Christian looks around the crowd who are continuing to pour heat on the cocky Canadian.
: It’s not and now? Now I have FINALLY…put an end to it. Last night was NOT a night to remember because of Ric Flair, no, no, far from it. Last night was a night to remember because it was the night a new STAR…was born. It was the night a new LEADER…was born. It was the night where the torch was at long last passed down to the next generation and folks believe me, I am the FACE…of that next generation.
More boos, the atmosphere is off the chart right now.
: Whether you people like it or not, you need to face facts. As the leader of a new era, the face of a new generation, I think there is only one way to go now for Captain Charisma and all my ‘Peeps’.
Christian surveys but doesn’t see anything except thumbs down in the crowd and more boos.
: I think the only way to go is up and with old man Flair outta my way now, the cancer of this company at long last outta the picture, I can go after the one thing that’s eluded me in this business, the one thing that I’ve been denied an opportunity at time and time again because of people like him hogging the spotlight, hogging MY…spotlight. I think that it’s time Captain Charisma got what he deserves, I think it’s time he got his rightful shot… at the World Heavyweight Championship.
Big time heat once again as Christian nods his head, certain that his statement rings true.
: I thought I’d made it clear by now THAT I DON’T GIVE A CRAP WHAT YOU PEOPLE THINK!! I deserve a shot at that title, there’s nobody that deserves it more than I do so let’s fa…
‘You Think You Know Me’
Christian is cut off quite surprisingly by none other than his former tag team partner, the current Mr.MITB Edge who hops out onto the stage to a surprisingly good reaction, probably just for interrupting Christian and the cheers soon turn to boos with Edge strolling down to meet his former partner.
: This was uhhhh, this was not what we were expecting and I don’t think it’s what Christian was expecting either. Edge and Christian former Tag Team Champions, no doubt one of the greatest tag teams the WWE has seen but I gotta wonder just what brings Edge out here tonight.
: Well I can only assume this is a little reunion partner!! These two guys were one of the greatest tag teams in history, you’re right and now? Now they’re gonna go on to become two of the greatest WORLD champions in history, you can write that down J.R.
Edge has a wry smile on his face while Christian looks at him like ‘What are you doing?’ as Mr.MITB grabs a microphone and gets set to make his intentions known.
: How’s it going man? I’m uh, I’m guessing you weren’t expecting me by the look on your face, right?
: You’re right Edge, you are and y’know, we may be former partners, you may be someone I can call a close friend and that’s why I find it…I find it kinda…I find it kinda disrespectful
that you’re out here interrupting my moment like this.
Christian crosses his arms, a perplexed look on his face as Edge nods.
: Well uh, sorry for the ‘interruption’ but I just came out here to address a couple of things. First things first, congratulations last night. I don’t think there was anybody happier than I was to see the back of Ric Flair, you’re not wrong when you say it’s people like him that are holding people like US…down.
Edge is now in serious mode, the fans booing as Christian now smiles.
: Well thank you, thank you, I appreciate it and I’m glad my hard work hasn’t gone unnoticed. So anyway as I was sayi…
: Oh, oh, oh, I’m sorry, I’m…I’m not done just yet. Y’see that was one of the reasons I came out here but it’s not the only reason. No, the other reason I came out here tonight was because I couldn’t…I couldn’t help but overhear what you were saying about uh, about how nobody deserves a title shot more than you do. That, that is
what I heard isn’t it?
: You’re damn right that’s what you heard, it’s what they heard, it’s what everybody
heard and it’s about time it was put right.
More heat for CC as Tomko nods on menacingly behind him.
: Well it may be what everybody heard and yeah I agree you haven’t had the opportunity you deserve…but neither have I. Together we were one of the GREATEST Tag Teams this company has ever seen, we ran riot over the tag teams, we had legendary matches but since then have either of us had that shot? Have either of us had that one opportunity, just one
…to make it to the top?
Christian seems to be listening carefully.
: No, no we haven’t, so sure, sure you do deserve a shot but so do I and hey let’s face it, last night at Summerslam I won my match too and unlike you, I beat somebody who doesn’t need a walking stick to make it down to the ring.
Strong heat for Edge there as he makes his point to Captain Charisma.
: That means that me
, NOT YOU…deserve first shot at the World Heavyweight Title. I don’t think that you can have any comp…
Woah, woah, woah hold on just a second. You did win last night, congratufreakinlations but incase you forgot you already have a shot at the World Title and it belongs inside that briefcase of yours.
Christian points at Edge’s MITB briefcase as Edge smirks.
: So maybe you haven’t had that shot, that opportunity you talk about but it’s there for you, it’s waiting, it’s in your own hands Edge. Me? I don’t have that shot, that opportunity, that power
. All you need to do is cash that contract in and that World Championship we’ve both dreamed of, it could be yours.
Edge is nodding, murmuring, ‘It could’
: So why don’t you run along to the back, walk through Eric Bischoff’s door, open up the briefcase and cash in. Hell, why don’t you do it…TONIGHT?
BIG pop at the thought of that as Christian appears to be goading Edge in here.
: Then? Then we’re both
winners. You’ll be standing here next week as the NEW World Heavyweight Champion and then you can do what’s right, you can do the honourable thing and you can give me
…first shot at that title.
There’s a bit of a buzz in the crowd as Edge rubs his chin, seemingly considering it.
: You make a pretty uh, a pretty good point there, really ya do. But this briefcase, it holds a contract in it guaranteeing
a World title shot any time I like right the way up to Wrestlemania. That’s eight months from now, eight…long
…months. I don’t need
to rush this, I don’t want
to rush this.
Edge pats the briefcase.
: Just because I hold this contract, that doesn’t mean I just don’t deserve a title shot. I won last night just…like…you and the way I see it, that means I deserve a title opportunity just as much, hell I deserve it MORE than you do, MORE THAN ANYBODY ON THIS SHOW DOES!! Money in the Ba…
‘Break the Walls Down’
Ohhhhh. There’s a very loud ovation that greets the music of the man Edge beat last night as out steps Y2J, Chris Jericho, a stern look on Jericho’s face as he spins round from his infamous pose, sights set on Edge inside the squared circle.
: What the hell does he want?!
: Coach I think Chris Jericho wants toset the record straight as far as Edge goes. Edge did beat Jericho last night, he’s not wrong on that but Edge needed that damn briefcase to do it, he needed to use a referee to help him. Chris Jericho could be standing here tonight as Mr.Money in the Bank were it not for Edge’s heinous actions last night.
Jericho has marched to the ring, a mic in hand already with Edge backing away into the corner, not wanting anything to do with Jericho following what went down last night.
: I uh, I find it real funny Edge that you come out here and you parade around this ring like you…like you’ve got some God given right to a World Title shot.
Edge seems to mouth ‘Yeah I do’.
: When the fact of the matter is, the only thing you’ve got a right to…is me kicking your ass all over Hampton, Virginia!!
Massive pop for that as Edge shakes his head.
: See you come out here and you brag about how you won last night, about how you’re in line for a title opportunity, about how Money in the Bank is almost…it’s almost like a back up plan for you right? Well let me tell you something, you DID win last night but make no mistake about it junior, without that briefcase right there you’d be standing here tonight looking at the NEW Mr.Money in the Bank and you’d be standing here looking at the NEXT World Heavyweight Champion, the Ayatollah of Rock ‘N Rolla, Y2J, Chrissssss Jerichooooooo.
Nice pop again for Y2J as Edge shrugs his claims off, backed up in the corner still.
: I was this close(uses his fingers to make a small gap) to beating you last night until you showed just what kinda man you are didn’t you? Using a referee as a shield? I mean, c’mon, really? And then, then you go and use that briefcase to smash my skull in? Does that, does that make you feel like a tough guy huh? Does that make you really believe
you should be the one facing the champion? Because the way I see it, you don’t deserve to be anywhere near the World Title. I beat you at Vengeance, remember that? And I should
have beaten you last night which means that I
…should be the next in line for a shot at Batista.
Hold on just a second there Chris. You? Really
? You should be next in line for a shot at the title? Correct me if I’m wrong here but have you, have you not had
your opportunities? Have you not had shot after shot after shot at a World Title? Hell, it makes me sick to my stomach saying this…but you’ve even held
a World Title, tha…
: Only the first ever Undisputed Champion, it’s not…it’s not a big deal though or y’know…
Jericho’s little brag draws a few laughs and a small cheer as Christian laughs
: Am-am I laughing? Is that meant to be funny? Tha-that’s the problem, it’s always a joke with you Jericho isn’t it? Well it is NOT a joke to me. You’ve had your time, you’ve had your chances, I haven’t and it’s about damn time I get what I DESERVE! I’ve already got rid of one guy who hogged my spotlight…
Christian now gets in Jericho’s face as the tension builds
: And I got no problem doing the same thing to another one.
The two men are face to face, the arena going crazy right now BEFORE EDGE COMES IN FROM NOWHERE, BRIEFCASE SHOT TO JERICHO, NO!! JERICHO SEES IT COMING AND DODGES!! JERICHO GRABS EDGE FROM BEHIND AND TOSSES EDGE OVER THE TOP ROPE!! EDGE GOES TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE!! Jericho is all fired up, the crowd going crazy as he turns back around, BOOT TO THE GUT FROM CHRISTIAN, UNPRETTIER!! NO!! JERICHO SHOVES CHRISTIAN AWAY, CHRISTIAN COMES OFF THE ROPES, NO HE DOESN’T!! Christian holds onto the ropes and drops out of the ring, wanting NOTHING to do with Y2J tonight!! Jericho’s offering both him and Tomko out here but Christian’s Problem Solver joins him on the outside, hightailing it out of this situation.
: Edge is running!! Christian is running!! Chris Jericho is standing tall tonight and I think Y2J has a damn good point here tonight!!
: What? Chris Jericho has absolutely no idea what he’s talking about!! These two men both WON last night, Edge and Christian deserve their opportunity, Jericho? He LOST last night and he’s had his opportunities. What exactly is valid about his point J.R? C’mon, explain it to me genius.
: I think it might be the fact he was about to beat Edge for the second straight Pay Per View before Edge used the damn referee to get him out of jail!! Chris Jericho may very well be standing here as Mr.Money in the Bank tonight were it not for Edge’s antics last night.
Jericho looks on as Edge holds his lower back towards the top of the ramp, scowling back at his adversary whilst Christian does likewise, joined by Tomko at the bottom of the ramp with Christian mouthing ‘You’re just another Flair, Jericho, just another Flair’ as Jericho motions for them to step inside the ring with him and we fade away.
We return from the ad break and we’re shown backstage to a simple shot of…the floor? However we then begin to see several feet appear and the camera rises higher as we see the legs, mid section , upper bodies and eventually faces of four men that draw immediate heat from the crowd as The Arabian Entity come into shot, Daivari, Sonjay Dutt, The Great Khali along with their leader and FORMER Intercontinental Champion Muhammad Hassan looking very desolate following what went down last night. The quartet are then met from behind by the ever enthusiastic Todd Grisham.
: Muhammad, guys, last night certainly didn’t go the way you would have hoped it to. Can we get a word on how you’re feeling following last night’s events?
: How we’re feeling, how…we’re feeling? How the HELL…do you think we’re feeling?
Hassan gets in Grisham’s face here with the interviewer taken aback a little.
: Last night these two men tore apart the World Tag Team Champions, they taught the Basham Brothers a lesson, they were a level above their own partners and yet they failed to walk out victorious, they were robbed last night. Whilst I? I too
…was robbed. I PHYSICALLY DOMINATED…Shelton Benjamin, I nearly tore his ankle right off the bone, he was just one second away from me forcing him to tap…out. But…but did I walk out still the Intercontinental Champion?
There’s a few ‘No’ chants in the crowd as Hassan laughs to himself before that deadpan expression returns.
: No, I did not and that is NOT…make no mistake about it, that is NOT because of Shelton Benjamin. He may be holding that championship but he’s only doing so because of his partner, because of Charlie Haas.
Hassan almost cringes at the sound of his name.
: I knew, these gentleman beside me knew, everybody
knew, Charlie Haas himself
…knew that Shelton Benjamin could…not…beat me. He’s failed time and time and time again, last night the record books may state he got the job done but we all know that couldn’t be any further from the truth. So as for how I’m feeling tonight Todd? Forgive me for not being in the best of moods.
Hassan huffs, hands on hips as Daivari and Dutt do likewise, Khali standing there as intimidating as ever.
: Well I guess that leads me to my next question and it regards the Intercontinental Championship. Do you know yet when are you planning on invoking your rematch clause?
: Y’know, I’m glad you asked that because I think the answer…it might surprise you, it might surprise a whole lot of people but it doesn’t surprise any of us in the Entity. Todd, I am NOT…invoking my rematch clause for the Intercontinental Title.
There’s a surprisingly loud cheer in the arena as Grisham looks perplexed.
I am done
with Shelton Benjamin and I am done
with Charlie Haas. I’ve proved more than once that they are simply not on my level and I don’t need to prove it anymore. The Intercontinental Championship, it meant a lot to me, it still
…means a lot to me but I don’t want to and I don’t need to waste another second dealing with those two miscreants.
Hassan snarls at the thought of the two men once again.
: Now? Now it is time for me to move forward, time for us
…to move forward. The Arabian Entity are moving on to bigger and better things. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, we are the greatest force in the entire WWE and it’s about damn time we start getting the respect we deserve
. Summerslam was the end of our first chapter, tonight marks the beginning of a whole new one and believe me, the page... is about to be turned.
Hassan gives a venomous glare as he and his three associates depart with Grisham looking a little curious as to what the Entity’s leader means and just what this group have in store and we return ringside to hear…
‘Turn up the Trouble’
There’s a small ripple of heat as well as a small amount of cheers for the arrogant loudmouth, Mr.Kennedy who struts out on stage, chewing gum and not looking in the greatest of moods tonight as he gets set for action.
: Well we’re all set for some action now folks and here’s a man who came to Monday Night Raw looking for a challenge, looking to reach new heights but so far, he’s yet to be handed that opportunity, something Mr.Kennedy hasn’t taken too well Coach.
: Not at all and I don’t blame him. Kennedy’s got STAR written all over him, he’s called himself a ‘Game Changer’ and I believe him. Eric Bischoff needs to get this man a challenge, I understand the boss is a busy man but he made Kennedy a promise and I think he’s gonna stick to it, starting tonight.
Kennedy waits inside the ring before looking up the heavens, outstretching an arm as his microphone lowers into the palm of his hand, set to address this crowd.
: Well, well, well. Here we are, tonight is the night folks, tonight all you people here in Hampton get to witness Mr.Kennedy’s very first…challenge
. It was, it was twenty one days ago that I made my Monday Night Raw debut, it was twenty one days ago where the WWE’s very own ‘Game Changer’ made his presence felt against…Eugene
Kennedy almost questions that statement.
: I…I just didn’t, I still don’t get that. I joined Monday Night Raw because I was promised the cream of the crop, I was promised that I’d be up there with the so called ‘best’ this show has to offer and when I get here, I get…Eugene. But y’know what? I let it pass. I let it slide, I figured Eric Bischoff was just…warmin’ me up. He knows what a hot commodity I am, he knows just HOW DAMN TALENTED…I am.
Kennedy cuts a little smile
: But then…then the week after that I faced…I faced Maven
. I mean, c’mon are you kidding me? Maven? I wanted Batista, I wanted Edge, I wanted Jericho, I wanted Christian, I wanted ANYBODY considered a star on this show and I GOT FED… Maven?!?
Kennedy is worked up now
: Two weeks, two absolute jokes and then last week. Last week I show up and I thought, for some stupid reason, I thought hmmmm, maybe this is the week!! Maybe this is the week where Eric Bischoff pulls his finger outta his ass and finds me a freakin’ challenge!! But did he? NO HE DIDN’T FIND ME ANYTHING BECAUSE I WAS LEFT OFF THE ENTIRE SHOW!! He left his game changer…off the freakin’ card.
Kennedy’s working up a sweat here as the crowd offers a mixed reaction, some siding with the blonde loudmouth, some opposing his arrogance.
: That? That left me a little frustrated, a little angry so I went and had a conversation with my ‘boss’. I went and found the man in charge, I went and confronted
…Eric Bischoff and he promised me, he assured me that starting right here tonight, I was gonna become his priority
. He guaranteed me that no matter what happened at Summerslam last night, tonight? Tonight was gonna be…my night.
Kennedy now smiles to himself, still chewing gum as he rants.
: Well, my night has arrived and let’s not waste any more time. I don’t know who it’s gonna be, you don’t know who it’s gonna be but what we all know is…it is NOT…gonna disappoint. So please
…bring out my opponent…
Kennedy waits anxiously, crossing his arms, microphone still in hand as we all wonder just who’s gonna step through that curtain…
WHAT THE HELL?!? THE ARENA ABSOLUTELY EXPLODES AS HULK HOGAN’S MUSIC HITS!! THE FANS ARE IN SHOCK, KENNEDY IS IN SHOCK!!
: YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME?!? HULK HOGAN!! HULK HOGAN ON MONDAY NIGHT RAW!!
: What in the world?! This…this can’t be happening, this ca…HA HA HA!! J.R LOOK AT ‘HULK HOGAN’!!
Indeed it is NOT Hulk Hogan, instead it is EUGENE dressed up in the yellow and red of the immortal Hulk Hogan, the crowd are still going crazy, not quite knowing this is infact Eugene. Kennedy has a look of absolute disgust on his face as he grimaces somewhat, unable to believe what he’s seeing coming to confront him.
: Well Kennedy wanted competition and in the shape of Hulk Hogan, I thought he’d found it but uh, let’s…let’s hope Eugene can find the spirit of Hulkamania inside of him.
: Oh c’mon J.R, Eugene could dress up as freakin’ superman and it wouldn’t make a difference. This is no competition for Mr.Kennedy!!
Eugene is now in the ring and is doing the infamous ear to the fans as Kennedy laughs at what’s going on right now. The music dies down and Kennedy pulls the mic to his mouth again
: This…this is a joke right? You’re, you’re just messin’ with me aren’t ya? Hulk Hogan, that’s ha, that’s REAL funny, REAL…funny.
Kennedy is playfully laughing.
: I uh, I asked for some competition and this is…this is what I get? Y’know Eugene, I already kicked your ass a couple weeks back and the mood I’m in toni…
Kennedy is cut off as Eugene snatches the mic.
: Let me tell you somethin’ brother!!
The crowd gives a nice pop for that as Kennedy has a look of horror on his face.
: I am NOT Eugene, I am the immortal HULK HOGAN!! And tonight, me and ALL these Hulkamaniacs are gonna run wild…ON YOU!!
Kennedy then viciously snatches the mic away from Eugene who is laughing and clapping excitedly while the fans cheer Eric Bischoff’s nephew.
: THIS IS…THIS IS NOT WHAT I ASKED FOR!! THIS IS…this is…y’know what? Screw it. You could be Eugene, you could be Hulk Hogan, you could be Stone Cold Steve Austin, you could be freakin’ Batman, I AM GONNA KICK YOUR ASS and maybe then, maybe then…
BAM!! KENNEDY SMASHES EUGENE ACROSS THE HEAD WITH THE MICROPHONE!!
…will take some notice of me.
Kennedy then lets the mic go before demanding the referee to ring the bell as Eugene or ‘Hulk Hogan’ is down and Kennedy spits his gum out, tossing it to the outside and this match is set to get underway.
Match Three: Singles Match
Mr.Kennedy vs Eugene(Hulk Hogan)
Eugene is still down and Kennedy is laughing smugly at his fallen opponent’s feet. The crowd are booing Kennedy mercilessly as the ‘Game Changer’ does now finally get to Eugene and hoists the Hogan impersonator to his feet. Eugene is stood still, looking completely dazed and KENNEDY SLAPS HIM ACROSS THE FACE!!
Eugene stumbles backwards as the crowd are shocked at the blatant disrespect from Kennedy here. The loudmouth blonde then grabs Eugene from behind, spinning him round and now goes to town with some pretty stiff right hands here, knocking Eugene further back towards the ropes. Kennedy now with an Irish whip, Eugene rebounds and Kennedy takes him down with a big back body drop!! Kennedy smiles cockily again before wiping his hands, again very disrespectful towards a helpless Eugene.
Kennedy finally looks set to finish this one off as he signals for a Mic Check. He draws Eugene up, looking around the crowd who are continuing to boo KK. Kennedy sets Eugene up, MIC CHECK!! NO!! EUGENE BLOCKS IT!! Kennedy’s in shock here as Eugene blocks it and Eugene elbows Kennedy away BEFORE HE STARTS HULKING UP!! THE CROWD ARE GOING CRAZY AS EUGENE BEGINS TO HULK UP!! Kennedy is laughing at this and he goes for a right hand but Eugene blocks it and now EUGENE POINTS AT KENNEDY!! ‘YOUUUUUUUU’, the crowd are loving it and Eugene unloads with right hands of his own, Irish whip from Eugene, Kennedy rebounds, big boot from Eugene, NO!! Kennedy ducks it, spins Eugene round, MIC CHECK!! CONNECTS!! Kennedy wipes his mouth, almost in disgust that Eugene mounted any offense before covering his opponent who is down and out. 1…2…3…Kennedy takes it.
: That is emphatic!! Eric Bischoff baby, I’m the biggest fan of yours out there but I gotta agree with Mr.Kennedy on this one, he needs the spotlight, he needs the competition and he needs it NOW!!
: Well it was emphatic but I don’t think Kennedy needed to disrespect Eugene like he did here tonight.
: Hey, Eugene shouldn’t have wasted his freakin’ time then J.R. Kennedy asked for competition, Eugene despite his best Hulk Hogan impersonation, he ain’t ever providin’ anybody with competition. Do not waste this man’s time and he won’t waste yours, statement made from Ken Kennedy right here tonight.
Kennedy now has a microphone, lowered from the rafters as ever.
: The wiiiiiiiiiiiinner of this matchhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, like you couldn’t have freakin’ guessed…MISTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KENNEDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY…
The fans are cheering along, always in love for the second 'KENNEDY' as KK pauses for it.
Kennedy then tosses the mic back up, giving a scowl of disapproval at Eugene before exiting the ring, backing up the ramp and yelling ‘Competition my ass’ as he turns back around, storming off, clearly unhappy about facing yet another joke in his eyes and we head out.
We return and we once again head off backstage where we join the beautiful Maria for the second time this evening as she is standing by waiting to speak to us, a little less perky than usual considering her interaction with Kane earlier on tonight.
Hi, me again!! I already had one interview tonight but luckily I get to have another one!! So let’s get right down to it and please welcome my guests, William Regal and Mark Jindrak!
Jindrak appears into shot with his mentor alongside him, Regal smirking whilst Jindrak stares somewhat menacingly.
I know Mark doesn’t really like talking does he? So Willy if I could ask you…How happy were you both following last night’s victory over Big Show?
Regal cringes at her calling him ‘Willy’
: We were thrilled with the victory last night. We were thrilled, not because Mark won but because of the sheer manner in which he did it. Mark once again dominated
Big Show, he brutalised a man who stands seven feet tall, who weighs five hundred pounds, he disposed of him like he was…nothing
The camera displays a shot of the impressive looking ‘Protégé’.
: And we were thrilled with the outcome last night because at long last Big Show came to the realisation that he simply cannot deal with, he simply cannot handle
someone with the capabilities of Mark Jindrak. Big Show’s been around a long time and so have I but I don’t think he’s come across someone like Mark before, someone who not only man handled him but out witted him, out foxed him at every corner.
Regal pauses momentarily.
: It’s why we are as powerful a force as there stands in this company today. On one hand ou’ve got a monster of a man who has all the talent in the world. He has size, speed, athleticism, power but yet, Mark, believe it or not, Mark does
Regal nods, perhaps surprising a few people here.
: He’s not as wise as some of those on the roster, he’s not as experienced as they are, he doesn’t have the same knowledge as some of these other superstars but that…that is where I
come into play. I’ve got that know how, I’ve got that experience, I’ve got that knowledge and young Maria, I will pass down that know how, that experience and that knowledge to Mark Jindrak. You put all of that together, you combine all those attributes and well, you’ve got quite simply…an unstoppable force.
Regal now begins smiling as he eyes up Jindrak who is rubbing his hands together, a grin on his face also as Regal laughs a touch to himself.
: And this unstoppable force is only just getting started, believe me. Big Show was our first target, our first victim and our statement? It was loud and clear. It’s now time to make that next step Maria and once step two is complete, those attributes I listed won’t be the only thing we possess, we’ll be in possession…of championship gold.
Jindrak begins chuckling somewhat as Regal looks at him with a real devilish smile, almost knowing the beast he has on his hands right now before he looks at Maria and whispers ‘Thank you’. The two men then walk away as Maria shrugs her shoulders and smiles once more and we return ringside
: Strong words right there from William Regal and it would appear that Mark Jindrak is on the hunt for gold. Champions, you have been warned. But folks we are now all set for what is a HUGE mai…
And as J.R gets set to hype our main event, the first competitor makes their way out as here comes the Big Red Machine, Kane who is looking ready for business here tonight, a real look of sheer anger in his face as he storms down the ramp.
: A huge main event right here live on Monday Night Raw. This man was in his eyes robbed of the World Title last night, Kane gave a hell of a performance, pushed Batista to his limit but in the end he came out on the losing end, something he puts down to the man he faces here tonight, the Special Guest Referee at Summerslam, Shawn Michaels.
: He was robbed in his eyes J.R but he was robbed in my eyes too and I know he was robbed in a whole lot of people’s eyes. Batista may be an animal but this man is a MONSTER and I think you put the two together, take Shawn Michaels outta the equation and the monster walks away victorious. Kane’s gonna want payback here J.R and if I were Shawn Michaels I’d be pleadin’, I’d be beggin’ Eric Bischoff to get me outta this match tonight.
Kane now awaits the arrival of his opponent, a devilish glare on his face as he stands dead centre of the ring, the crowd anticipating HBK’s arrival…
And they don’t have to wait long as out steps Shawn Michaels to a mammoth pop! The arena explodes as Michaels steps out and he’s full of all the old Shawn Michaels’ swagger. The famous pose of Michaels is on display and the crowd eat it up with Michaels all smiles but that smile soon changes to a stare of determination as he locks eyes with the Big Red Machine.
: Shawn Michaels is not the type though Coach to run and hide. He’s had to put up with Eric Bischoff’s games for far too long and what he did last night at Summerslam was something that no matter what Eric Bischoff forces him to do, it was something he can look back on with huge pride. Shawn Michaels did what was right last night at Summerslam and I can only hope Eric Bischoff’s obsession with punishing Shawn Michaels will come to an end soon enough.
: Ob-obsession? What the hell are you talking about? He’s just trying to get Shawn to do his job. Is Vince McMahon obsessed by you because he tells you you’re showing up next week to do your job? No he is NOT and the same goes for Eric Bischoff. Michaels needs to do what’s right and following Eric Bischoff’s orders is EXACTLY that. He failed to do it last night and tonight he faces the consequences.
Match Four: Singles Match
Shawn Michaels vs Kane
Michaels looks ready for this big showdown. There’s a steely, determined look in his eye as he bobs on the spot before firmly setting his sights on Kane who has a snarl on his face, he too determined for payback over what happened last night at Summerslam. The bell then rings and these two former WWE Champions begin to circle, a strong ‘HBK’ chant building around the arena now.
The two men lock up in the middle of the ring and Kane immediately overpowers Michaels, forcing him back into the corner and the two men’s grip breaks and Kane begins unloading with venomous right hands, smashing his fist into Michaels face in brutal fashion. Michaels takes the punishment, finding no answer to the Big Red Machine’s power. Kane continues to pick apart the Showstopper, keeping him pegged in the corner as he smashes his shoulder into the gut of Michaels. Repeated shoulder blocks as Michaels winces in pain, his stomach taking a battering from the 300 pounder.
Kane looks to continue his ambush but instead it’s Michaels who comes into the contest much to the crowd’s delight as he reverses an Irish whip from Kane with the big man rebounding right into a big shoulder block from the Showstopper. Kane’s fairly quick back up to his feet but Michaels is there to greet him and Michaels straight away connects with a stinging chop across Kane’s chest!! ‘WOOOO’S’ ring round the crowd as Michaels continues to deliver vicious chops across Kane’s chest, forcing him back towards the corner.
Michaels goes for one more chop, lining Kane up but Kane sees it coming and grabs Michaels by the throat, turning the tables and tossing Michaels into the corner, Kane now on the front foot and he SMASHES Michaels with a deadly uppercut!! The sound of that uppercut reverberates round the arena as Michaels tumbles to the mat. Kane now hammers away with boots across the mid section and chest of Michaels, stomping the hell out of the Heartbreak Kid before he again scoops Michaels upright and delivers yet another devastating uppercut, Michaels in no man’s land at the minute. Irish whip from Kane, Michaels rebounds and HAS HIS HEAD TAKEN OFF WITH A BIG BOOT!! Cover by Kane, 1…2…kick out at two from Michaels as Kane gives the official daggers.
Kane brings himself up, taking a moment before he draws Michaels up also before delivering a big knee to the gut, followed by another AND ANOTHER as Kane winds the Showstopper here before scooping him up high and he DROPS Michaels with a big sidewalk slam!! Michaels floored again as J.R questions Michaels having some ring rust here. Another cover by Kane, 1…2…kick out at two and a half from Michaels!!
Kane beginning to show a little frustration now before he brings the Showstopper to his feet once again, nailing another firm knee to the gut. Irish whip now from the Big Red Machine, Michaels hits the ropes but he hangs on, Kane comes charging and Michaels with a back body drop!! Kane goes soaring up and over, falling to the outside, a crash landing for the seven footer as Michaels earns himself a breather.
Michaels eventually nips through the ropes, dropping to the outside and looking to mount some pressure on the Big Red Machine. Michaels draws Kane up, using the back of his head to do so, keeping hold of his head and Michaels smashes Kane’s skull off of the ring apron!! Kane catapults backwards but Michaels immediately pounces, spinning the big man round and connecting with a strong right hand, quick, fast paced right hands now from the Showstopper, the crowd loving it. Irish whip now from Michaels BUT KANE REVERSES AND MICHAELS GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!
Kane regains the initiative as the referee’s count is now up to seven and the Devil’s Favourite Demon recognises this, drawing Shawn to his feet and shoving him inside the ring, following right behind. Kane now appears to have a renewed focus as he drags Michaels up to his feet, boot to the gut before a big Irish whip and Michaels crashes into the corner, Kane comes charging and CLUBS MICHAELS WITH A CLOTHESLINE!! You can hear the impact right the way through the crowd as Michaels is crushed and stumbles right back into the path of the monster who hoists Michaels up and HAMMERS HIM DOWN WITH BACKBREAKER!! Michaels yells out in pain as Kane targets Michaels lower back, rolls him into a cover, 1…2…kick out right before the three count!!
Kane now in the ascendency and he feels that the time may be drawing near to victory as the Big Red Machine decides to head up high!! The crowd are on their feet, anxious to see what goes down here as Kane climbs to the top rope. Michaels is labouring on the mat, a little movement being shown as he tries to get to his knees, Kane steadies himself up high as Michaels slowly is up, turns around, FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! NO!! MICHAELS MEETS IT WITH A BOOT TO THE GUT!! DDT FROM MICHAELS!! A second wind from the Showstopper who has turned the tables completely here, the crowd right behind him!!
Michaels is being urged to cover him but the Heartbreak Kid is too slow and instead HE DECIDES TO HEAD UP HIGH!! The crowd are really abuzz now as Coach is screaming for Kane to get up but the seven footer is slumped to the mat as Michaels sets himself, the Showstopper staring around this buoyant arena before he SOARS THROUGH THE SKY, FLYING ELBOW DROP CONNECTS!! Cover by Michaels, 1…2…3…HE GOT HIM!! NO!!! KANE KICKS OUT AT THE DEATH!!
Michaels is stunned, an emotionless expression on his face as he stares a hole right through the official, he stares right back at Michaels giving him a definitive show of ‘Two’ as Michaels shakes his head. The Heartbreak Kid though doesn’t take long to get back in the saddle as he heads across the ring towards the corner…AND MICHAELS BEGINS TUNING UP THE BAND!! The atmosphere is electric as Michaels pounds his foot off the mat, once…twice…three times, Kane now to his feet, he spins around…NOTHING??! The camera shifts to the ramp where we see ERIC BISCHOFF!!
Bischoff is barking at Shawn to turn around and Michaels has done exactly that. The Raw GM has that smug look on his face as he smiles at his ‘Personal Employee’, Michaels scowls right back, clearly furious his boss is out here to try and stop him winning this match. Michaels asks ‘What are you doing?’ as Bischoff simply says ‘Just watchin’ the match Shawn, just watchin’ the match’ and Michaels delivers another death glare in Bischoff’s direction before Michaels turns around…RIGHT INTO THE PATH OF KANE!! GOOZLE!! CHOKESLAM!! NO!! Michaels fights out of it, down the back of Kane, Kane spins round, SWEET CHIN MUSIC, CONNECTING!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! Cover by Michaels, 1…2…………BISCHOFF’S PULLED THE DAMN REFEREE OUT OF THE RING!!
J.R is going ape shit on commentary, the crowd are going ape shit as the referee and Bischoff argue before Bischoff DECKS THE REFEREE WITH A RIGHT HAND!! Michaels is still covering Kane, not realising what’s gone on before he finally rolls off of the big man and sees what’s gone on ringside, a look of pure frustration on Michaels part here as Bischoff wipes his hands of the referee, waving at Michaels sarcastically saying ‘I’ve got the power to do that Shawn!’ Michaels grits his teeth together, picks himself up before he drops out of the ring, heads to the announce table and MICHAELS GRABS A STEEL CHAIR!! The crowd roar with excitement as Bischoff gulps in despair and Michaels begins to circle the ring, Michaels in pursuit of Eric Bischoff!!
Bischoff is charging around the ring, not wanting Michaels anywhere near him with that weapon, Michaels is right on his tail though as he closes in. Bischoff though decides to hop into the ring, Michaels runs right after him, BAM!! MICHAELS IS CUT OFF BY KANE!! THE BIG RED MACHINE BACK TO HIS FEET AND STRIKES WITH A MASSIVE UPPERCUT!!
Michaels is in no man’s land now as Bischoff begins to deliver that sick smile of his, Kane doing likewise as Kane grabs the STEEL CHAIR!! What has the monster got in mind now?! Bischoff is egging him on here, desperate to see Shawn Michaels punished. Kane looks at the chair as though it was his own son, all set to swing and take Michaels head off…BUT THE CROWD COMES ALIVE AS WE SEE BATISTA STORM DOWN THE RAMP!! BATISTA CHARGING TO THE RING, CHARGING TOWARDS KANE!!
Kane sees him coming and Batista enters, Kane swings the chair but Tista ducks it and SMASHES Kane with a right hand, a fist fight ensuing as Kane and Batista trade rights, these two bulls tearing the holy hell out of each other and it’s the World Champion who is in control, knocking Kane aback before clotheslining him over the top rope and out of the ring but the Animal follows right behind!!
Batista immediately grabs Kane, brings him up and CLUBS HIS HEAD OFF THE BARRICADE BEFORE TOSSING HIM OVER IT AND INTO THE CROWD!!
These two going at it with the fans now as Tista jumps over to join his rival where he’s caught by a right hand to the gut!! Kane and Batista going to war right the way across the arena here, tearing each other apart!! This match appears to be well and truly over with!!
Winner: No Contest(16:05)
: BATISTA AND KANE FIGHTING THROUGH THE CROWD!! The World Champion and the Big Red Machine, the Animal and the Monster tearing the hell out of each other, Batista coming to the aid of Shawn Michaels here tonight!!
: What the hell does Batista think he’s doing?! He’s not a part of this!! Does he want Eric Bischoff involved in his business again cos that’s exactly what he’s gonna get!!
Attention turns back inside the ring where Michaels is now to his knees, desperately trying to crawl to his feet as he simply doesn’t realise that Kane is now gone, dealing with Batista. Michaels then locks eyes with Eric Bischoff who has been watching the two bulls go at it and Bischoff now has a real sense of fear painted all over his face. Bischoff is stood right opposite the Showstopper and the crowd are going absolutely wild as Bischoff realises what he’s now up against!!
: This is it Shawn!! This is your moment!! Give Eric Bischoff a taste of his own medicine!!
: Don’t do it Shawn!! You’re gonna pay the price!!
Michaels is now to his feet, the crowd are electric as he looks at Bischoff with a real sense of venom before he begins to smile, Michaels knows he’s got Bischoff right where he wants him, Bischoff is already pleading with Michaels not to do anything, holding his arms out as he backtracks slowly across the ring BUT MICHAELS PICKS UP THE STEEL CHAIR!! Michaels has a glint in his eye…but Bischoff now begins to smile?? Bischoff is smiling as Michaels seems to be confused, there’s rumblings in the crowd and Michaels turns around sensing the commotion INTO A THUNDEROUS CHOP ACROSS THE HEAD FROM THE GREAT KHALI!! Khali, Sonjay Dutt, Daivari and their leader Muhammad Hassan are inside the ring and the Entity are all over Shawn Michaels!!
: WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! THE ARABIAN ENTITY AMBUSHING SHAWN MICHAELS!! WAS THIS...WAS THIS ALL A DAMN SET UP?!
: I freakin’ love it J.R!! This is what Hassan meant, this is what the Entity meant when they said they were moving on to bigger and better things!! This is what they meant by a new page being turned!! Eric Bischoff has pulled off a masterstroke!!
The assault is continuing as Hassan stomps all over Michaels lifeless body, Dutt and Daivari joining in like a pack of wolves whilst Khali stands there menacingly. Bischoff is barking at Michaels, telling him ‘This is what you get when you cross the boss!!’ as Hassan then orders Daivari to pass him the steel chair!! The crowd are booing mercilessly as Dutt holds Michaels upright, the fans in the arena sense what’s coming here…
: OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, NO!! Don’t do this!! Michaels is…Shawn Michaels is defenceless!!
BAM!! HASSAN SMASHES THE STEEL CHAIR OFF THE SKULL OF MICHAELS!! There’s silence through the arena as Michaels lay completely fallen and Michaels has been BUSTED OPEN!! Bischoff cracks another devilish smile as Hassan stands tall over HBK and his associates look on at the damage done.
: Damn it to hell. Damn Eric Bischoff and damn these four men. Makes me…IT MAKES ME SICK!!
: They’re moving up the food chain J.R and I think it’s about damn time!! Hassan and the Entity are gonna get the respect they deserve whether you like it or not.
It appears they aren’t through just yet either as Hassan then points to the top rope, Michaels laying centrally and Sonjay Dutt heads up high, Daivari heading up to the corner adjacent. The two high flyers in the group steady themselves, Michaels is absolutely motionless as Hassan signals for them to make their mark and they don’t waste anytime as DAIVARI FLIES OFF THE TOP AND HAMMERS MICHAELS WITH A FLYING LEG DROP RIGHT ACROSS THE THROAT!! Daivari immediately hops off of the Showstopper, letting out a roar of sheer adrenaline as Hassan then signals to his other high flier, Michaels having no time to recover as DUTT NOW LEAPS OFF THE TOP AND WOW!! 450 SPLASH TO SHAWN MICHAELS!! THE HEARTBREAK KID TASTES A 450 SPLASH AS THE CROWD GASPS AT THE INCREDIBLE MOVE!!
: Enough is enough!! Shawn Michaels has taken enough damn punishment, would somebody stop this?! Does Eric Bischoff have an ounce of decency?!
: I love it, keep it comin’ boys.
Bischoff is grinning like a Cheshire cat as Dutt picks himself up off of Michaels fallen body, no movement whatsoever from the Showstopper as Hassan showing no remorse immediately drags Michaels up and viciously tosses him RIGHT INTO THE PATH OF THE GREAT KHALI!! The crowd ooooohs instantly as Khali grabs Michaels around the throat, a look of pure venom in his eyes and he lifts Michaels up high before DROPPING MICHAELS WITH THE PUNJABI PLUNGE!!
: The Punjabi Plunge J.R!! Michaels is facing the consequences tonight and he’s facing ‘em in a big, BIG way!! When’s he gonna learn? Do not…cross…the boss!!
And as soon as Michaels drops to the mat, Hassan is on him like a rabid dog as he LOCKS IN THE CAMEL CLUTCH!! Michaels despite all the punishment is facing even more here as Hassan locks in that devastating move, not letting up as Bischoff yells ‘Punish him!’ with Hassan crying out, the force he’s putting into this move as the rest of the Entity lick their lips at this hellacious assault. The crowd are absolutely stunned as Hassan finally, FINALLY lets up, releasing the grip and simply standing over a fallen, beaten and bloodied Heartbreak Kid tonight.
: As sickening, as disgusting an assault as I have seen in my time here on Monday Night Raw. Tonight was supposed to be the night where the real Shawn Michaels returned, where the Showstopper once again stole the show but it has been ended with the Arabian Entity sinking their claws in at the hands of Eric Bischoff.
We then see all four of the Entity stand in a line over the fallen Showstopper and they raise each other’s hands to absolutely thunderous heat before we see Eric Bischoff standing by applauding the quartet as Monday Night Raw comes to a devastating close.
: Was tonight the first step towards the Entity holding all the power on Monday Night Raw? Is this simply the first statement from these four dangerous, sick individuals? Is Eric Bischoff indeed one step closer to making his vision of Monday Night Raw complete? Thank you for joining us ladies and gentleman, goodnight!!
The final image is the Arabian Entity, hand in hand as we then see a close up shot of a bloody and beaten Shawn Michaels laying at the feet of these four assassins.
Date: September 18th 2005
Venue: Ford Center, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
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