WWE Monday Night Raw- 12/9/05- Wichita, Texas
There’s no video package showing last week’s shenaOxiOxiOxiOxins, instead we go straight to the opening video before the pyro hits and we’re shown a sold out crowd here in Texas.
: We welcome you ladies and gentleman LIVE to Monday Night Raw. We are in Wichita, Texas and folks it’s the final stop on the road as we are just six, count ‘em, SIX days away from Unforgiven.
: Six days baby, I can’t wait any longer!! These folks in Wichita are in for a treat here tonight as well J.R. A HUGE main event as the Entity get their warm up match for this Sunday at Unforgiven. It’s a four on one handicap, the Entity taking on the World Champion, Batista!! The Animal’s gonna get wounded tonight!!
: Indeed a huge test for Batista here tonight just six nights before he steps inside a fifteen foot high steel cage to take on the demonic monster, Kane.
J.R is then cut off as we hear the music of…
The one and only Raw General Manager, Mr.Eric Bischoff who strolls out onto the stage, a chorus of boos as he shows little to no facial expression, eyes firmly fixed in front of him, clearly something the boss needs to get off his chest tonight.
: But there is our boss, Raw’s General Manager, Eric Bischoff and Coach it would appear as though Mr.Bischoff is NOT a happy man here tonight.
: And why should he be? Shawn Michaels took out the Entity last week, he attacked them from behind, who the hell gave him…did Eric Bischoff give him the right to do that? No he damn sure didn’t and Michaels is gonna have to pay the price, be it tonight, be it at Unforgiven, it’s gonna happen.
Bischoff has a microphone as some strong ‘You Suck’ chants have begun, Bischoff closes his eyes, shaking his head a little bit before scouring the arena.
: Last week as Raw went off the air, we all saw the footage, we all saw exactly what happened. Shawn Michaels…
Big pop for the mention of Michaels as Bischoff groans.
: Shawn Michaels sat backstage and he rambled on about his faith, he rambled on about his beliefs and he rambled on about a bunch of other crap that…let’s be honest, it’s not gonna save him come Unforgiven. He might believe it but I can assure you and I can assure Shawn, it’s simply false hope.
Bischoff shakes his head.
: And once Shawn’s little speech was over with, all we were left with, all we got to see was the sight of four fallen men. All we were left with was a shot of the Arabian Entity laid out one next to the other, a dented steel chair laid right beside them, torn apart… at the hands of Shawn Michaels.
Bischoff surprisingly doesn’t seem all that bothered by this, the crowd cheering however.
: Oh…oh you people like that? You people enjoyed
seeing that last week?
A rousing response.
: Well DO NOT…get used to it!! I mean, how STUPID can Shawn Michaels get? The Entity…they’re already out to get him this Sunday, they know what’s at stake for them, the chance to FINISH…the Heartbreak Kid, they don’t need any
extra motivation but…but what does Shawn do? He gives it straight to ‘em.
Bischoff chuckles, shaking his head once more.
: He mighta thought he was weakening the Entity last week, he mighta thought he was sending them a message, hey maybe he thought he was sending me
a message but all Shawn did last week was PISS ME OFF!! But then…then I got to thinkin’ and I realised that if I’m
pissed off, can you imagine
how the Entity must’ve felt?
Bischoff is all smiles now.
: Take my anger, take my frustrations, times it by ten and you’ve got…you’ve got just a fraction
of how they must’ve felt which means only one thing and that’s come Unforgiven all that anger, all that frustration, they’re gonna let it out, oh yeah. They’re gonna let it all
out, they’re gonna unleash EVERY little bit of it on Shawn Michaels. They’re not just gonna beat
Shawn this Sunday, they’re not just gonna finish
his career, they’re gonna finish…his life
Big time heat for that, Bischoff with that sleazy smile on his face.
: Which is why as much as I was pissed off last week, tonight? Tonight, I’m feelin’ really
good. I’m feelin’ good because ladies and gentleman, tonight…tonight may very well be Shawn Michaels last night on Raw.
Bischoff is beaming, the crowd booing that statement like crazy.
: Don’t believe me? Hey, that’s your choice but you’re simply in denial if you don’t. What Shawn’s done to me, what he’s put me through, it’s gonna end this Sunday night and I cannot even begin
…to tell you just how proud I’m gonna feel knowin’ that I
did this to him. How proud I’m gonna feel knowin’ that I
forced him out the door, that I
made him walk away from the one thing he loves most in this world, that after EVERYTHING HE’S PUT ME THROUGH…I…Eric Bischoff ended…his…career.
Monstrous heat for this, Bischoff defiant in his statement.
: So I thin…
‘I Walk Alone’
But the boss’ little rant is cut off to a HUGE ovation as the music of the World Heavyweight Champion hits and out steps Batista, suited and booted, roaring out to the Wichita crowd, not showing any signs of the Chokeslam through a table last week as he lays his eyes on the Raw GM. Bischoff is looking furious as he stares right back at the Animal, stepping into the ring and grabbing a mic from ringside as a ‘BA-TIS-TA’ chant has begun, Tista acknowledging the chant as his music dies down.
: Did…did I invite you out here? What....what the hell do you want? You want me to cancel your match tonight is that it? Huh? Is that it? I mean I don’t blame you if it is, I wouldn’t wanna be facin’ those guys either, I mean the…
: I’m not out here to cancel anything Eric, infact as much as you’re not gonna wanna hear it, I cannot WAIT…to kick their asses ALL OVER THIS ARENA!!
Big time pop for that, Tista already fired up.
: Kick their asses? Gee Dave, you musta landed real hard on that head o’ yours last week if you even think there’s a chance
of that happening. Y’know what? I’m actually glad you came out here cos just like tonight’s a special night for Shawn Michaels, it’s also a special night for you, ain’t that right ‘champ’?
Batista looks a little confused now, Bischoff smirking.
: Just like tonight is Shawn Michaels last night on Raw, tonight is YOUR last night on Raw as the World… Heavyweight… Champion
A barrage of boos for this as Tista’s the one to smirk now.
: And just like I’m gonna enjoy every second of seeing Shawn forced out the door this Sunday, when you lose that World Title to Kane, I’m gonna get that very same satisfaction.
: Well I hate to break it to ya Eric but Shawn’s not goin’ anywhere and this World Title? Well lemme put it this way, you’re gonna have to KILL ME… before you take it from me.
Big time pop for that, the Animal not backing down in his usual aggressive fashion.
: See you might like to think that you’ve stacked the odds against me Sunday night, you might like to think you’ve stacked the odds against Shawn but if there’s one thing, just ONE thing me and Shawn have in common, it’s that those odds don’t mean a damn thing.
Bischoff mouths ‘Oh really?’
: You can put Shawn Michaels in the ring with one man, you can put him in the ring with four men, hell, you can stick the whole locker room in the ring with him and he will STILL put on a show like only he knows how. And Eric, it really wouldn’t shock you would it…if Shawn pulled it out the bag again this Sunday night?
Bischoff puts his head down for a moment.
: That look right there says it all. You know you’ve put Shawn through hell, you know you’ve made him suffer but you know…you still
might not come out on top in this whole thing. You know that you aren’t up against just anybody, you’re up against the Heartbreak Kid, you’re up against the ma…
: Alright enough, enough Dave. Let me…let me get this straight…I know
I might not
come out on top? I might not come out on…ha ha. I’M ERIC FREAKIN’ BISCHOFF, I ALWAYS COME OUT ON TOP!!
Monstrous heat for that, Bisch clearly furious.
: I don’t give a damn whether it’s you, whether it’s Shawn, whether it’s anybody
in the back of that locker room, I will take…you…down
. You said it yourself, the amount I’ve put Shawn through already, the amount I’ve made him suffer but that is NOTHING…compared to what’s in store for him this Sunday night. No matter how much heart, how much determination, how much faith
he possesses, NONE OF IT… is gonna save him.
Bischoff wags a finger, Batista s......s at that comment.
: And that goes for you too Dave. That goes for this Sunday at Unforgiven and that goes…for tonight too cos if all goes to plan? You might not even make it
to Sunday night.
: That right? Well like I said earlier Eric, if later on tonight you plan on takin’ me out then you’d better make sure yo…
: Woah, woah, woah, hold on just a second. I didn’t say anything…about later.
Bischoff then begins smirking like crazy, the crowd abuzz as Batista seems a tad confused…
: Oh good god almighty.
: YES!! BATISTA IF YOU WERE SMART YOU’D GET THE HELL OUTTA THERE!!
Oh snap. There’s a wave of anticipation from the Wichita crowd as they know what’s coming, Batista knows it too and tears off his shirt!! The Animal wants some of the Entity, he’s not backing down here!! We then see Muhammad Hassan and The Great Khali making their way down the ramp, the World Champion is motioning them to bring it here.
: Batista isn’t goin’ anywhere!! The Animal wants him some of the Entity!! Hassan and Khali have the champion in their sights, we aren’t gonna have to wait until our main event!!
: There isn’t gonna be one if this goes the way I think it’s gonna!!
Hassan slowly walks up the steps, Khali right behind him…BEFORE THE ANIMAL IS CLUBBED FROM BEHIND BY SONJAY DUTT AND DAIVARI!! The other half of the Entity sneaking through the crowd and they’re laying into the World Champion!! Hassan and Khali now entering and the Entity’s leader has a sadistic smile on his face as Eric Bischoff looks on from ringside.
: AW DAMN IT TO HELL, IT WAS A SET UP ALL ALONG!!
: Genius!! Pure…genius.
The beatdown is ensuing as Hassan is yelling down at Batista, the Animal fallen as Dutt and Daivari hammer away with boots across the body of the champion before dragging the Animal to his feet…and placing him right into the path of The Great Khali!!
: Oh no…no don’t do this. Batista’s got a damn steel cage match Sunday night, he’s gotta put his title on the line for Christ sakes!!
: Who gives a damn? I don’t and neither do these guys J.R. They are as ruthless, as cold, as DOMINANT as you get and I guarantee you th…
: OH HERE WE GO!! THE HEARTBREAK KID COMING TO THE AID OF THE ANIMAL!!
: Eric Bischoff’s right, he really is stupid!! What is he thinking?!?
Indeed Shawn Michaels’ music hits to an ENORMOUS pop and the Heartbreak Kid comes storming down to the ring as Khali tosses Batista aside, the Entity’s sights solely set on their opponent Sunday night!! Michaels flies under the bottom rope as Dutt comes charging right at him AND MICHAELS TOSSES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!! Daivari now flies at him BUT MICHAELS WITH A BACK BODY DROP AND DAIVARI GOES TUMBLING!! Michaels then spins round…and Hassan has pulled Khali away and both men have left the ring, Hassan not wanting any part of the Showstopper!!
: Look at ‘em running, the Entity want NOTHING to do with a fired up Shawn Michaels!! The Heartbreak Kid has these four on the ropes and you’d better believe that this Sunday, he’s heading to Oklahoma to take…them…out.
: Oh please. The Entity could strike him down whenever they wanted but tonight? They don’t have to, that’s what Sunday night’s for J.R and Shawn Michaels knows it.
We see Michaels by the side of a fallen Animal, Batista looking absolutely furious as Michaels stares down the four Entity members who back up the ramp, Eric Bischoff right beside them as Bischoff looks ready to blow a gasket. Hassan meanwhile is yelling right at Michaels ‘NOT NOW SHAWN, WE DON’T NEED TO SHOW YOU NOW, YOUR TIME WILL COME!’
: See J.R!! You heard it from the man himself, Shawn’s time will come and when it does, he’s gonna pay for his sins!!
: A lotta talk from Hassan, a lotta talk from the Entity but will they back it up later on tonight? Will they back it up this Sunday night? I damn sure can’t wait to find out.
We see Batista getting to his feet now, Michaels simply glaring at the champion, Tista likewise right back at the Showstopper before a final image of a united Entity at the top of the ramp, their sights firmly set on their opponent tonight and this Sunday at Unforgiven.
We return from the break and we’re led backstage where we see the Entity snarling as they wander through the halls. Daivari and Dutt are talking to one another before they suddenly stop what they’re discussing and all four stop in their tracks with Hassan looking a little tense, Dutt and Daivari more than a little, Khali unfazed as we the camera then pans…to see the Big Red Machine, Kane!!
: Do you think that I need… your help
Daivari sticks his nose in, shitting himself.
: We don’t…we don’t think tha…
: Do you think that I want…your help
Dutt’s turn now.
: We don’t think that at a…
: Do you think that I…can’t beat
Batista this Sunday?
Hassan now steps forward.
: You can
beat Batista this Sunday and Kane, you will
beat Batista. We acted tonight to send a message, we acted to make a statement, not to you, not to Batista but to Shawn Michaels.
Kane’s calmed down a touch now.
: We know you don’t need
us, we know you don’t want
us but tonight we do
step inside that ring with Batista and whether you like it or not, we will
…make an example out of him and we will soften him up for Sunday night. But we won’t be doing it for your benefit; we’ll be doing it for our own.
Kane’s head tilts as he smirks before responding.
: Where’s Bischoff?
: Wh…what do you want Mr.Bischoff for?
: We need
... to have a little talk. So…where is he?
Kane gets in Hassan’s face now, the Entity leader looking a little uncomfortable but not backing down as THE GREAT KHALI now steps forward and stands beside a slightly more confident Hassan now. Kane not looking concerned at all about the giant in front of him.
: He went to his office. Listen we’ve said it already, we’re not doing this to help you out, we’re doing it to se…
: Oh I heard LOUD AND CLEAR…why you’re doing this. But I need to know…why he’s
doing this. I need to know… why he
made this match and I need to know…what role I
play in it all.
Kane then heads off, the Entity seemingly a little confused by that confrontation as we then head back to ringside with a lot of questions left unanswered.
‘Turn up the Trouble’
And we return to the sound of Mr.Kennedy’s music as out steps the arrogant loudmouth to a mixed reaction as ever, the usual KENNEDYYYYY fans cheering while a few boo the brash newcomer and he strolls down to the ring.
: Well it has been a chaotic start to Monday Night Raw and the interaction there between Kane and the Entity goes along with it. But back to the action folks and this Sunday night Mr.Kennedy has issued an ‘Open Challenge’ where he hopes that somebody is at long last gonna give him some competition.
: About damn time somebody does. This man is craving competition J.R and he deserves to get what he wants, he’s that talented. Heck, maybe he’ll get some competition here tonight!!
Kennedy, gum in his mouth as ever, looks up to the heavens awaiting the arrival of his microphone which is soon lowered from the rafters, Kennedy clutching it immediately as his music dies down.
: Six days ladies and gentleman, six days and countin’ until yours truly FINALLY… gets himself some competition.
Kennedy smiles, a few cheers, a few boos thrown in.
: It’s gonna be a special night this Sunday because you’re all gonna witness first hand exactly
what I’m capable of. You’re all gonna witness first hand just why ‘Game Changer’ ain’t just a name…it’s a FACT.
Kennedy nods his head sternly.
: Since I’ve been here you’ve seen…you’ve seen just a fraction
of the talent I possess. All you’ve seen is nothing but joke after JOKE after FREAKIN’ JOKE…step in this ring with me and hey, I’m pretty damn sure another one of em’s gonna walk down that ramp tonight and step inside this ring with me.
Kennedy rolls his eyes.
: BUT I’m gonna settle for it tonight, I’m gonna allow it this one last
time because once Unforgiven comes and goes, it’ll at long last be over with and then EVERYBODY and I mean every last one of you…will see why there is only ONE…breakout star on Monday Night Raw, why there is only one breakout star in the ENTIRE WWE and his name... is MISTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KEEEEEENNNNNNNEDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY…
Wait for it.
Kennedy then tosses his microphone up, motioning for his opponent to come out, clearly mouthing ‘Who’s it gonna be this week huh?’
There’s still nothing as Kennedy now yells ‘OH C’MON, WE AIN’T GOT ALL NIGHT’ and then…
WHAT THE HELL?!? THE ARENA EXPLODES AND KENNEDY LOOKS IN ABSOLUTE SHOCK!! The music of Bret ‘The Hitman’ Hart!!
: YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDIN’ ME!! IS IT…IS IT HIM?!? BRET HART…IS BRET HART HERE…ON…ON MONDAY NIGHT RAW?!
: He…he can’t be!!
Kennedy now begins pacing, he’s a little worried now, the music still playing…BEFORE WE SEE A FIGURE EMERGE AND ONCE AGAIN KENNEDY’S BEEN FOOLED AS OUT STEPS EUGENE, WHO IS CLAD IN BRET HART GEAR!!
: Oh for the love of God, what is wrong with this guy?!? Kennedy wants some damn competition and this guy ain’t givin’ it to him!! Doesn’t matter whether he thinks he’s Stone Cold, Hulk Hogan, Bret freakin’ Hart, he’s still a moron underneath it all!!
: Well…I don’t even know what to say. Eugene clearly wants to make a name for himself Coach and who can blame him? The kid’s got heart, the kid’s got guts, let him have his fun although I gotta agree with ya, I don’t think Mr.Kennedy’s gonna like this.
: That’s an understatement. Week after week Mr.Kennedy’s had to put with this guy and it’s about time it comes to a stop. KILL HIM KENNEDY!
Eugene steps in the ring, removing his jacket and shades, a decent pop, more sympathetic than anything with some boos also thrown in for him, some disappointed it wasn’t ‘The Hitman’. Kennedy simply stands, head down, hands on hips before looking up briefly at Eugene only to laugh and put his head down again. Kennedy then looks around the crowd before yelling ‘HOW DID I FREAKIN’ KNOW? HUH? HOW DID I KNOW?’ The referee then orders the bell to be rang, Eugene primed and ready, Kennedy now laughing and we’re all set to get going.
Match One: Singles Match
Mr.Kennedy vs Eugene
It’s squash territory here as Kennedy takes apart the hapless Eugene, who despite trying to trade blows with the loudmouth early on, fails to build on it as Kennedy strikes with a boot to the gut before an onslaught of knees to the gut in the corner, telling Eugene ‘You’ll never be Bret Hart, you’ll never be Stone Cold, you’ll always be a piece of garbage’ as he nails another knee for good measure.
Kennedy continues toying with Eugene, slapping the courageous superstar to the displeasure of the crowd as Eugene falls to the mat, Kennedy stomping the hell out of him as he then runs the ropes and drops a vicious elbow across the chest. Repeated elbows now from Kennedy before dragging his poor opponent up and takes his head off with a thunderous clothesline!! Kennedy then yells ‘He ain’t the best, Bret Hart wasn’t even the best, I AM THE BEST!!’
Kennedy goes to finish Eugene off, bringing him up to his feet, setting him up, MIC CHECK TIME!! EUGENE FIGHTS OUT OF IT!! Double leg takedown now!! SHARPSHOOTER!! EUGENE GOING FOR THE SHARPSHOOTER, THE CROWD GOING WILD!! BUT KENNEDY KICKS EUGENE AWAY!! Eugene stumbles, Kennedy getting back to his feet, Eugene spins round, he gets caught, MIC CHECK CONNECTS!! Cover by Kennedy, 1…2…3…game over.
: A valiant effort by Eugene but I don’t think there was ever any doubt that the once again impressive Mr.Kennedy was gonna walk away victorious here tonight. I can only hope he gets the competition he craves this Sunday night because I don’t think anybody wants to see poor Eugene getting beat like this anymore.
: I do. If he’s stupid enough to answer Kennedy’s challenges then this is the very least
: Oh for god sake, you were complaining about Eugene even being out here earlier on!!
: And I still am!! But if he’s gonna come out here, let him get his ass kicked, might make the kid finally learn his lesson.
Kennedy spits his gum in the direction of Eugene, looking down at his fallen opponent in disgust, his music playing as the crowd are now more leaning towards booing him. Kennedy then looks around the crowd once more before yelling ‘THIS IS NOT WHAT I CAME FOR!! SUNDAY NIGHT THINGS HAD BETTER CHANGE!!’
Back off the commercials and we’re taken backstage where we see a very sombre looking Charlie Haas wandering through the halls, Haas all set for action later on tonight. One half of the World’s Greatest Tag Team, Haas huffs and puffs somewhat before looking up and realising who stands before him. A look of intrigue on his face now as the camera shifts and we get the image of a certain William Regal which draws strong boos from the crowd.
: Charles, jolly good to see you. I was hoping I’d bump into you before your match this evening.
Haas seems suspicious.
: Well, here ya are, what do you want?
: What do I
want? (Regal chuckles) I think the real question here Charles is…what do you
Haas looks confused.
: You want one thing don’t you? You want your partner back, you want Shelton Benjamin by your side once again, you want The World’s Greatest Tag Team reunited, isn’t that right?
Haas puts his head down, thinking for a moment.
: Of course I do…but what’s that got to do with you?
: Oh it’s got an awful lot to do with me. This Sunday night your ‘partner’ defends his Intercontinental Championship against my protégé, Mark Jindrak. Remind me, what is…what is it Mr.Benjamin said about your relationship with him so long as he holds that championship?
Regal puts a finger on his chin, thinking as Haas huffs a little.
: He said…he said that so long as he held that title, I’d have…we’d
have to be put on hold. But…but he apologised for that, it was heat of the moment, he regrets what he said and that’s all in the past now.
: But is it really
in the past? When he said that to you, he meant every last word of it. Mr.Benjamin has disrespected you, he’s let you down, he has taken you for granted and he needs to face the consequences Charles. A real
partners don’t do that, do you see myself and Mark doing that?
Haas seems to be deep in thought here.
: No, no you don’t. That’s why I come to you here tonight with a little suggestion, a word of advice if you will. This Sunday when Mr.Benjamin steps inside that ring with my protégé, imagine how you would feel Charles... if the tables were turned. Imagine how good it would feel to see your partner…lose
. Imagine how good it would feel to have him back on board, how good it would feel to have him back by your side
once again, how good it would feel to no longer be in the shadows
of your so called partner.
Haas looks a little angered by that comment.
: Because that’s exactly
what you are right now, you’re in his shadow, you’re in the background and the only way to step out of it…is by making your own
impact. Think about it Charles, think long and hard.
Regal then turns his back, a twisted smirk on his face as we see Haas thinking in the background(convenience).
Regal stops in his tracks, that smirk unmoved before turning round.
: I know what you’re tryin’ to do here and y’know what? You do
make some good points but William, that’s not me, that’s not who I am and this Sunday night I WILL be in Shelton’s corner and I WILL make sure that he walks out with that Intercontinental Title, whether you like it or not.
Regal nods, a decent pop for that.
: Very well, you’ve made your choice and believe me, you’ll be the one who has to live with it.
Regal then heads off, the smirk gone, just a look of frustration while Haas looks relieved to have got that over with, shaking his head as we then head off back to ringside where we see already waiting in the ring are THE HEART THROBS, Antonio and Romeo. They wait patiently before we hear the music of…
‘Yeah we’re Comin’ down’
The Dudley Boyz!! Team 3Ds music hits to a big pop and out storm the World Tag Team Champions, all set for action just six nights before their title defence against the Platform to Perfection.
: All set for some tag team action and in just six nights these two men will be defending their World Tag Team Championships against the talented duo of Ken Doane and Nick Nemeth and Coach last week we saw the mind games truly begin from the champions.
: And how ridiculous were they? They told us they weren’t worried about the Perfectionists, they told us they weren’t at all concerned by Doane and Nemeth so what do they do? They cost ‘em their match with the Bashams. That to me screams fear and that to me screams they are HUGELY concerned about what’s to come this Sunday night.
Match Two: Tag Team Match
The Dudley Boyz vs The Heart Throbs
D-Von kicks this one off along with Romeo from the ever annoying Heart Throbs and D-Von starts off strong, gaining control after a series of high power moves, including a brutal clothesline that has Antonio looking on in horror at his fallen partner.
D-Von continues the pressure, clubbing blows keeping him very much in command before a bit of hesitation costs him and Romeo takes advantage. D-Von whips him into the corner, looking around the crowd who cheer and that moment costs him as he charges at Romeo and he sees it coming, dodges it with D-Von crashing into the corner! Romeo then goes on an onslaught, series of right hands, D-Von conjuring up no answer before he drags D-Von across the ring towards his corner, tagging in Antonio and the other ‘Throb enters, stomping away at the gut of the champion.
Antonio sustains a period of control, managing to take D-Von down a couple of times, including a nice Side Russian Leg Sweep but much like D-Von earlier, a lapse in concentration costs him as he takes the time to show off his physique, allowing D-Von to nail him with an elbow to the gut, repeated elbows from D-Von now before a big right hand, Irish whip, Antonio rebounds and D-Von floors him with a leaping shoulder block!! D-Von goes flying, likewise his opponent as one half of the champions now scrambles towards his corner, itching to tag in Bubba!
D-Von crawls towards his partner, Antonio edging towards his also BUT D-VON MAKES THE TAG AND HERE COMES BUBBA!! Bubba grabs the leg of Antonio, not allowing him to make the tag, dragging his worried opponent up and Bubba begins to go to town, right and left hands, jabs from the big man, Antonio on the ropes now, boot to the gut from Bubba, Irish whip, Antonio rebounds right into a SAMOAN DROP!! Cover by Bubba, 1, 2, ROMEO BREAKS THE COUNT!! Romeo breaks it up and begins stomping away at Bubba BUT WE THEN SEE D-VON UP HIGH AND D-VON TAKES ROMEO DOWN WITH A FLYING CLOTHESLINE!!
Romeo’s down and out, all four men are infact down but the Dudleyz are getting back to their feet and it would appear the end is in sight as Bubba now drags Antonio to his feet, BOOM, right hand, BOOM, right hand from D-Von, the Dudleyz taking turns to tear him apart before an Irish whip by D-Von, Antonio flies back, D-Von scoops him up, 3D CONNECTING!! Cover by Bubba, 1…2…3…that’s all she wrote.
Winners: The Dudleyz(5:11)
: A convincing display from the World Tag Team Champions here tonight and you’ve gotta believe that Bubba Ray and D-Von Dudley will be headin’ to Unforgiven with a point to prove and they’ll be headin’ there ready to take the Platform to Perfection down a notch or two.
: They might be ready to do that, doesn’t mean it’s happenin’. This was nothing, tonight meant nothing, it’s all about this Sunday night, it’s all about Unforgiven and it is ALL ABOUT the Platform to Perfection wearin’ championship gold around their waists, which they DESERVE.
The Dudleyz give a nod of defiance inside the ring, their music playing as the crowd give them a rousing response before the party is interrupted…
By their opponents this Sunday night as out step the Platform to Perfection, Ken Doane and Nick Nemeth, both men are dressed smart, as you’d expect, shirt and waistcoat for both as they arrogantly walk out on stage, Doane sarcastically applauding as the Dudleyz look on with intrigue. Both men have a microphone in hand as their music dies down and they begin to address the champs…
: Bravo, bravo. Really, you guys were…you were just perfect
Doane and Nemeth smirk at one another with the ‘perfect’ comment.
: Well, that was about as perfect as you two are ever gonna get, that’s for sure. Perfection can be taken to a whole new level though and this Sunday that’s exactly what we’re gonna show you.
Bubba seems to shout back ‘Oh really?’
: As much as you don’t wanna admit it, you two simply ain’t up to scratch. You may be holding those titles right now but that’s because you’ve not faced a challenge like ours before, you’ve not faced two guys who are this confident, who are this talented, who are this damn PERFECT.
Strong heat for that.
: And knowing that, it puts doubt in your minds doesn’t it? It puts that fear factor inside you both and hey, it’s alright, you don’t have to confess to it because well, actions speak louder than words. Last week? Last week was the prime example of that. You…you remember what happened last week right?
Just a look of nothingness on the faces of the Dudleyz.
: Oh Nick, it uh, it appears these guys have got a bit of amnesia. That or maybe it’s just, I don’t know…selective memory? Cos last week you two claimed that we were ‘scared’, that we showed ‘fear’ but what did…what did you guys go and do last week huh?
Bubba has now grabbed a mic and is clearly angry.
Bubba Ray Dudley
: What the hell are ya talkin’ about huh? We DID claim you were scared, we DID claim you show fear and me and D-Von wouldn’t hesitate to say the same damn thing again. You two are nothin’ but a couple of pretty boys who don’t understand just what’s gonna hit ‘em when they step in the ring with us this Sunday.
Nice pop for that as Nemeth and Doane laugh.
: Are…are you serious
? That’s…that’s all you did last week? You don’t remember any little mind games? You don’t remember any distractions? You don’t remember hmmm... COSTING US OUR MATCH?!?
Nemeth is angered now, believing the Dudleyz are playing dumb.
Bubba Ray Dudley
: That’s…that’s real funny but we uh…we didn’t have ANY say in your match last week. All we saw was that…you lost
Another strong pop for that as Nemeth and Doane look at each other like ‘Surely not?’
: You’re telling us that you had absolutely nothing
to do with last week??
D-Von now has the mic.
: We got no idea what the two of you are talkin’ about.
Oh but we do…
There’s confusion as we hear a random voice and the camera then shifts to the titantron where we see THE BASHAM BROTHERS!! Doug and Danny get a pretty nice pop, the Dudleyz beginning to smile a little, PTP meanwhile are already seething, they know exactly what’s gone on here.
: We got every
idea what the two of you are talkin’ about and we can back up every word the Dudleyz have said out there. They had nothin’ to do with what happened last week, that little stunt…was all our
Danny and Doug begin laughing, the crowd cheering before we see the look on Doane and Nemeth’s faces, they’re furious, Nemeth’s arms flying, Doane ranting and roaring.
: Y’see, last week we decided we were gonna try and throw a curveball, put a little roadblock in your path because incase you forgot, that’s exactly what you’ve been doin’ to us since Summerslam.
: No matter what we’ve done, no matter who we’ve beat, we’ve not got our opportunity to even earn a shot at the Tag Team Titles and that’s because you two boys are afraid of a little competition.
: For the LAST TIME…we are not…afraid
Then prove it. This Sunday, how about it? We make the Tag Team Title match…a Triple Threat!!
Big pop for that, Bubba and D-Von’s expression hasn’t really changed, Doane has his hands on hips, Nemeth head in his hands.
: For the last freakin’ time, you are NOT taking OUR SPOT!! You are not getting OUR SHOT!! You need to get to the back of the line and when we beat these washed up hacks Sunday night, maybe then
you can have a shot at us, maybe the…
Bubba Ray Dudley
: Hey jackass, you wanna call us washed up, how bout you come and say it to our faces?
Ooooh, the anticipation rises as Doane and Nemeth laugh, challenge laid down by the Dudleyz.
: Sorry Bubba but we uh, we’ve just not got the time for that tonight and Doug, Danny, we’ve just not got the time for the two of you…period
. So for the rest of this week, while you two in the ring worry about your fate come Sunday night and while the two of you back there worry about and continue
…to sit in the background, WE will be out partying, WE will be out training, WE will be out doing what we do best and that’s providing the platform for each and every single one of you…to perfection.
: And come Sunday night, those titles sitting on your shoulders right now, they’re gonna get a platform too, they’re gonna get provided with the platform to return to the LEGENDARY status they deserve because when we walk out victorious, they too
…will be perfect.
Strong heat for the arrogant duo’s remarks as they broadly smile.
: Your little speech finished? Well you might think that you’re through with us, you might think we’re just gonna sit back and wait but uh, I hear Oklahoma’s a nice place and uh…me and Danny here have got our flights all booked and ready to go. So…
: So whether you like it or not, whether we’re in that match or not, we WILL be at Unforgiven and boys, I got a feelin’, you might be seein’ a whole lot more of us.
Very nice pop for that as the Basham’s fade off the tron, Nemeth and Doane not looking too phased, almost as if to say ‘Yeah right’.
: They sure do talk a good game right? But guess what? Unlike them, we don’t just talk the talk, we walk the walk. They won’t show up Sunday night, they won’t be there to save the two of you. You won’t have any excuses, you won’t have a get outta jail card, all you’re gonna be left with is egg on your faces because just like the Basham’s, you’ve underestimated us and Sunday night yo…
: Hold on my brother, we’ve underestimated you? Oh that is far from the truth. See we know
that you are
dangerous, you are
talented, you are
a threat to these titles but we’ve been around the block, we’ve seen it all before and Sunday night…it ain’t gonna be any different.
Bubba Ray Dudley
? You two…are 'Perfection'? Well newsflash, WE…are the Dudley Boyz and at Unforgiven WE…are gonna take you to school and y’know what? I got a feelin…it’s gonna be pretty damn perfect
A very intriguing, very confusing, very intense confrontation comes to a halt as the Dudleyz music hits and the champions stare down their challengers, Doane and Nemeth backing up the ramp, giving some mouth back to the champions who are trash talking the young duo, the anticipation for this one certainly building, especially now the Basham’s have made their intentions clear.
: Two teams who as Nick Nemeth put it are ‘talkin’ the talk’ here tonight but this Sunday night just who is gonna back it up inside that ring? The Dudleyz wanna put these young stars in their place, the Perfectionists wanna prove their worth, they wanna put the Dudleyz down and this has got all the makings of a slobber knocker come Sunday night.
: No doubt about it, at Unforgiven it’s gonna be out with the old, in with the new. The Dudleyz may put up a fight J.R but they can’t live with these two. Their only escape route is the Basham Brothers but I gotta agree with Nick Nemeth, they will NOT show up, they will NOT back their words up like these two will Sunday night. New Tag Team Champions J.R and I can…not…wait.
We return and 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 go from that video package to the locker room area where we see a deflated looking Eugene who is still dressed in his ring gear following his earlier defeat to Mr.Kennedy. Eugene is fiddling around with his gear, a look of frustration on his face as he’s sat down before we see a hand appear on his shoulder? Eugene sees the hand and looks a little confused before the camera shoots upwards and we see who’s hand that is…and it’s GOLDUST’S!!
: You…you’re Goldust!!
Eugene’s now all excited as Goldust nods.
: You’re, you’re Goldust and…and you’re in my locker room!! This is…this is awesome!! I’m gonna tell everybody about this!! Can I…can I get a picture, I mean, Uncle Eric won’t believe that we’re friends, a lot of people won’t believe that we’re frie…
: A picture isn’t necessary because I’m here to give you more than that, I’m here…to help
Goldust nods, his wig shaking around as Eugene looks a tad confused(more than usual).
: You…YOU wanna help me?? Oh this is AWESOME!! I CAN’T WAI…
: Alright, calm down, calm down. We’re gonna need you focused right away because the journey starts…right now.
Eugene is clapping his hands together excitedly.
: Ooooh, ooooh I got one question before we start!! Why…why do you wanna help me?
: Oh the answer to that is really simple, you see, we have a lot in common. When I first set foot in the WWE, people judged me, people misunderstood me when all I was trying to do…was find myself.
: You’re the same. I’ve seen your matches lately, I’ve seen you wanna be Stone Cold, wanna be Hulk Hogan, wanna be Bret Hart but they are not you and you... are not them. You are Eu…Eu…Eug…EUJAM…EUGENE…Eugene!!
The crowd are laughing as it appears Goldust’s little stutter is indeed still intact as he now clears his throat.
: You are Eugene and I wanna help you to discover the real you. You don’t need to be afraid, you don’t need to be scared of who you really are, of what these people see you for. All you need to be…is you
and Eugene I will hel…he…I will HELL, FIRE AND BRIMSTONE…I will help you… to do exactly
Again Goldust clears his throat, Eugene looking very excited as the crowd’s laughter continues at the Bizarre One’s stuttering ways.
: You’d…you’d do that for me?! I…I can’t wait!! Thank you!!
: You’re so very welcome and I promise you that when our journey has ended, people will never forget the name(inhales)…Eugene(exhales).
Goldust then heads off to a nice pop as Eugene claps his hands together, absolutely thrilled to elarn that Goldust is going to help him ‘find himself’ and we head back to ringside to hear…
As out steps the dangerous duo of William Regal alongside the man who challenges for the Intercontinental Title this Sunday, ‘The Protégé’ Mark Jindrak. A chorus of boos greeting the pair.
: I don’t eve…
: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! Are you kidding me? Goldust and Eugene?! Good god almighty.
: Well I don’t think there have been many more bizarre alliances in the WWE but speaking of alliances and folks this is one to be reckoned with. Mark Jindrak and William Regal have been seemingly unstoppable since joining forces and Sunday night, Jindrak looks to bring home some gold.
: Straight up domination J.R, this guy has ‘it’. Mark Jindrak is the real deal and with William Regal alongside him I really don’t see anybody stoppin’ this man from reaching the top here on Monday Night Raw.
‘Pay the Price'
Out next to a decent pop is one half of the World’s Greatest Tag Team, Charlie Haas leisurely making his way out and eyeing up the onlooking Jindrak and Regal inside the ring, Haas having turned down Regal’s approach earlier on tonight clearly has the duo in his sights tonight as he takes a look behind him, perhaps for his partner? Before shifting gears again.
: Now J.R, where in the world is Shelton Benjamin? Where’s Charlie Haas’ partner? William Regal told him this earlier on tonight, he said that Benjamin was only in it for himself and guess what? He was right.
: Well I don’t know where Shelton Benjamin is but I know damn well that William Regal was simply trying to get inside the head of Charlie Haas earlier on tonight and thank god it didn’t work, thank god we actually got some loyalty from Charlie Haas who will stand by his partner, no matter what.
‘Ain’t No Stoppin’ Me Now’
It’s a much louder ovation that then greets the music of the Intercontinental Champion as Shelton Benjamn jogs down to ringside, he is here to support Haas after all as Haas gives him a nod in his direction, Benjamin nodding right back before looking at his wrist as if to say ‘Running a little late’ and this one’s all set to get going.
: There’s your answer Coach, there’s Shelton Benjamin and he IS here in the corner of Charlie Haas.
: Gimme a break, this glory hog’s gotta come out on his own? Is he that special J.R? Is he?
J.R huffs as we see Regal and Jindrak discussing, Regal smirking in the direction of Benjamn before he appears to wink at Haas, the mind games clearly in affect from the Brit here tonight.
Match Three: Singles Match
Charlie Haas w/Shelton Benjamin vs Mark Jindrak w/William Regal
There’s a lot of eyes on the outside for this one, perhaps more than inside the squared circle as Haas and Jindrak produce a topsy turvy opening, both men trading turns to gain control. Haas starts off the brighter, taking the big man down with a series of arm drags followed by a dropkick, Haas scrambling into the cover, kick out at two from the Protégé. Jindrak soon finds himself in pole position however as Haas drags him up, delivers an Irish whip, Jindrak rebounding and Haas goes for a back body drop but Jindrak stops his momentum, Haas gets his head up and has it knocked off by a big boot!!
Jindrak now establishes his dominance, hammering away with boots across the body of Haas, relentless kicks in brutal fashion as we hear William Regal encouraging his apprentice as ever. Jindrak then drops down and applies a side headlock on Haas, pushing all his weight down as he looks to keep his technician opponent grounded. Haas struggles to fight out of it as the force of Jindrak appears too much, the crowd are willing Haas on however and he begins to show signs of life, digging elbows into the gut of Jindrak as the big man’s grip loosens and finally Haas breaks free!! Haas breaks away and instantly sets his sights on Jindrak as we see Shelton Benjamin urging him on from ringside.
Haas now with big right hands, quick pace from Haas as Jindrak struggles to deal with it, Irish whip now and Jindrak rebounds right into a belly to belly suplex!! Beautiful from Haas, showing his strength as he floors the Protégé to a strong pop. Haas dashes into a cover, 1…2…kick out at two from Jindrak!! Regal breathes a sigh of relief, Benjamin as disappointed as Haas is before we see William Regal heading over towards Lilian Garcia??
Shelton Benjamin sees this and makes his way over as we see that Regal has grabbed a STEEL CHAIR!! Inside the ring we see Haas getting to his feet, Jindrak to his knees as Haas now decides he’s gonna head to the top rope?? Surprising move by Haas here while at ringside we see Shelton Benjamin is confronting William Regal!! Regal immediately drops the chair, holding his hands up, shrugging off any suggestions he was to use it as Benjamin tells him to back off, Regal obliges and Shelton turns away, heading back around the ring…BUT REGAL CHASES AFTER HIM AND CLUBS HIM FROM BEHIND!! Benjamin stumbles forward as Charlie Haas now drops down from the top, his eyes glued on this as he wonders what to do, does he go and help his partner or stay and concentrate on the match?
Regal looks back at the ring, telling Haas to ‘Come and help him then, he needs all the help he can get doesn’t he?’ Haas shakes his head, the crowd are urging him on here as Benjamin continues falling forwards, headed up the ramp now as Regal continues his assault, clubbing the champion from behind, Benjamin now dropping down, crashing onto the steel as Regal begins with an array of stomps all over Shelton…BEFORE HAAS DECIDES HE’S SEEN ENOUGH AND STOMRS THROUGH THE ROPES, HEADED AFTER REGAL!! Haas sprints up the ramp but REGAL GETS THE HELL OUTTA HARM’S WAY AND TROTS UP THE RAMP!! Haas tends to his partner, pointing up the ramp and mouthing exchanges with Regal before turning back and re-entering the ring, Jindrak still recovering.
Haas slides under the bottom rope and goes right after Jindrak BUT HE GETS HIS HEAD TAKEN OFF WITH A BIG BOOT!! Jindrak may have been playing possum there!! Regal is smirking on top of the ramp as Haas is laid out and Jindrak begins signalling for the end!! Haas sits up, no idea where he is, eyes glazed over as the crowd recognise what’s coming, Jindrak running the ropes, BOOM, KNEE TREMBLER TO HAAS!! Cover by Jindrak, 1…2…3…he got him.
Winner: Mark Jindrak(8:21)
: Damn it to hell. Charlie Haas was trying to do the right thing tonight, Charlie Haas tried to help his partner but yet again William Regal’s mind games, William Regal’s tactics working to perfection and it’s gonna be a damn shame if that’s what happens this Sunday night.
: The right thing? Please. That was the wrong thing and Charlie Haas losing tonight is all the proof you need of that, all the proof he needs of that. Shelton Benjamin cost him AGAIN tonight, when is he gonna learn J.R? Stop lookin’ out for him Charlie and start lookin’ out for yourself or else THAT is gonna keep on happenin’. New Champ Sunday night baby and I cannot wait, how BEAUTIFUL is that title gonna look around the waist of Mark Jindrak?!
: Think you’re getting a little ahead of yourself there Coach. Shelton Benjamin’s gonna bring it Sunday night, Mark Jindrak is dangerous for sure but Benjamin’s gonna want payback come Unforgiven, both for him and for Charlie Haas.
: You keep believin’ that old timer.
Haas sits up in the ring as we see Jindrak and Regal now sharing a smirk on top of the ramp, looking down at the damage done as we see Shelton Benjamin now to his feet, sliding into the ring to come to the side of his partner. Benjamin puts an arm around Haas but Haas noticeably shrugs him away before pounding his fists on the mat in frustration having been in control there, only to have it snatched away. The World’s Greatest Tag Team showing some friction here tonight.
Back from the break and we head to the office of Raw’s General Manager, where we see Eric Bischoff sat down at his desk and is on the phone before he suddenly says ‘Gotta go’ before standing up, a look of worry and fear on his face as we then see just who has joined him…Kane!!
: Look I heard about earlier on, I heard you’re not happy and all I can say is that the Entity were exactly right with what they said. Tonight’s not about weakening Batista for you, it’s not about giving you any kinda advantage because everybody knows that you don’t need one.
The Big Red Machine’s still not looking impressed at this.
: So what happens out there later on tonight, it won’t have a single thing to do with you alright? Tonight’s about the Entity sending a message to Shawn Michaels. Sunday night? Now that is your night, that is the night you take home that World Title and that is the night you, nobody else, you
Bischoff is beaming, hoping he’s impressed the monster but Kane hasn’t budged an inch as Bischoff’s smile soon fades into a look more of concern.
: I don’t think you understand Eric. Sunday will be my night, you’re right on that… but tonight? Tonight I can’t allow them
to get their hands on Batista, I can’t allow ANYBODY to get their hands on him. I will stop at NOTHING to hurt Dave Batista, to see him SUFFER, to make him feel pain HE’S NEVER FELT BEFORE!! But Eric, only I
can do that, only I
can make him feel those things.
Bischoff’s clearly worried here.
: You can and…and you will but not tonight Kane. I need Shawn Michaels to get the message, I need Shawn Michaels to realise what he’s up against this Sunday and the only way I can do that is through Batista tonight.
: Oh you wanna send a message
to Shawn?? Well Eric, I got a message of my own
to send and whether you like it or not, whether ANYBODY…likes it or not, later on tonight…I’ll deliver it.
Kane then begins laughing to himself before exiting as Bischoff now has a a look of confusion in his eyes. Just what has the lunatic got in mind here tonight? Bischoff huffs as he sits back down, everybody wondering just what the Big Red Machine will produce tonight.
We then head off back to ringside, a moment’s silence before we hear…
‘Just Close Your Eyes’
And there’s an initial pop that soon turns into a wave of heat as out steps Captain Charisma himself, Christian alongside his Problem Solver, Tomko. CC is dressed casually, a t-shirt and jeans as he surveys the crowd for all his ‘Peeps’ as the duo head to the ring.
: Sunday night promises to be a huge night for this man Coach. Captain Charisma heads to Oklahoma knowing that if he can walk out on top in that Triple Threat match he will earn a shot at the World Heavyweight Title.
: He’s my pick J.R. He’s up against two men he knows inside out. He’s battled with Jericho in the past, he’s known Edge his entire life, he holds all the cards Sunday night. As much of a fan I am of Edge, I gotta go with Captain Charisma baby, it’s his time to shine.
Christian once again surveys the arena for some more ‘Peeps’, now having a microphone in hand as his music dies down and he gets set to make an address.
: I’ve waited a long, long
time for…for even the slightest chance at a World Title opportunity. I’ve been good enough, nobody in this arena can argue with that but time after time, somebody, something has got in my way. This Sunday night at Unforgiven…that all changes.
Christian is defiant in that statement as he nods his head.
: That all changes because I finally get that long awaited opportunity to earn a shot at the World Heavyweight Title. I take on two men who I’ve got a whole lotta history with, I know ‘em inside out and they’d like to believe they know me inside out too but fact is…they don’t
, not anymore.
Christian smirks after saying that.
: A whole lot’s changed since my days tagging with Edge, a whole lot’s changed since my days of goin’ at it with Jericho. I’m different now, I’m stronger
than ever before, I’m better
than ever before, I know…I know
what it takes to get the job done, just ask Ric Flair.
Immense heat for the mention of Flair.
: Summerslam was the night that Captain Charisma came of age, it was the night where you people FINALLY started to see just what the future looks like in the WWE, it was the night where the torch was passed and this Sunday that torch is gonna be shinin’ real bright again.
Tomko nods on as Christian looks his way smirking wryly.
: What was it…what was it that Flair used to say, oh that’s right…’To be the man, you gotta beat the man’ and at Summerslam I did just that. And now? Now…I’m
the man and if you want somethin’ around here, be it Edge, be it Jericho, whoever, if you want somethin’, you gotta go through me
to earn it, you gotta beat me
…to earn it.
Christian points at himself, a stern look on his face now.
: And I don’t give a damn wha…
‘You Think You Know Me’
And Christian suddenly rolls his eyes as the music of his best friend and former tag team partner hits to, like Christian’s earlier, an initial pop followed by a chorus of heat as out steps the MITB holder who has an arrogant smile as he eyes Christian up from the ramp before slowly meandering down to the ring, Christian not taking his eyes off his fellow Canadian. Edge grabs a microphone, not turning his back for one second, knowing what Christian’s capable of as his music fades and he begins to confront one of the men he meets come Sunday.
: So lemme…lemme get this straight, you’re the man
Christian nods saying ‘That’s right’.
: You’re the man? Really? I find that a little hard to buy into, don’t you? I mean yeah you beat Ric Flair, you beat a guy who let’s face it, he’s an all-time great in this business but…but to be the man, you gotta beat the man and Ric Flair was no longer…the man
Heat for that comment as Christian and Tomko discuss those comments.
: You wanna do somethin’ impressive? You wanna do somethin’ that’ll make people sit up and talk? You wanna be THE MAN? Beat somebody who is WORTH A DAMN!! Beat somebody who’s important, beat somebody…like me
Edge calms himself down, the boos raining in.
Like you? Like(begins chuckling)…like you
? C’mon tell me huh, what exactly have you done that’s worth a damn? What makes you important? What ma…
: Oh that’s a real easy question to answer and this right here is all you need to look at.
Edge holds his Money in the Bank briefcase up high, Christian immediately setting his sights on it.
is what makes me worth something, this
is what makes me important, this
guarantees me an opportunity at a World Championship and that? That’s something you can’t claim, that’s something you can’t cling onto, that’s something you can’t…bank on
Edge now has a smug look on his face, the boos continuing for the Rated R Superstar.
: Which is why at Unforgiven you’re gonna need
to be the man aren’t ya? You’re gonna need
to pull one outta the bag because if you don’t
? If you don’t then…then who knows when your next chance is gonna come? Who knows if you’ll EVER get another chance to reach the very top?
Christian puts his head down there, perhaps realising Edge may be right.
: I’ll tell ya who…nobody
. Nobody knows, you might claim ya do, you might claim to be the man around here but until you prove it, who’s gonna really believe it? And hey, Jericho’s in the same position you are Sunday night. He hasn’t got that insurance plan, he hasn’t got a second chance, he hasn’t got the ace up his sleeve like I have. He knows that when he steps in that ring, he’s gotta walk out with his arm raised in victory or else he’s gonna fall to the back of the line AGAIN.
: Hold on, hold on, just because you got two chances, what makes you so sure you’re gonna take one of ‘em?
Edge looks confused by that, Christian confident in his approach.
: Yeah, you heard me, what makes you so confident you’re gonna cash that in successfully? All you did to win that title shot was climb a ladder and unhook that briefcase. You didn’t pin anybody, you didn’t put anybody down, you didn’t become... the man. If you were that guy, if you were the
guy around here you wouldn’t have to rely on that briefcase to take you to the top but fact is, that’s exactly
what you’re doing.
: That is NOT what I’m doing! I’m not relying on this, I’m not relying on ANYTHING. After this Sunday you’d better believe that I’m not even gonna need
this. After this Sunday you’re gonna regret every single word coming outta your mouth cos when I WIN that match, this briefcase is gone
, I won’t need it, I won’t want
it and then…and then all of a sudden YOU…are gonna be begging me, pleading
with me to hand you this briefcase because whether ya like it or not, this IS a ticket straight to the very top and you just like everybody else is gonna want in on it.
Christian shakes his head, he’s clearly not buying this theory, Edge is getting more manic by the second.
: Well I guess that’s where me and you are differe…
‘Break the Walls Down’
A fairly heated situation, the crowd tense themselves suddenly changes as a HUGE pop greets the music of Y2J, Chris Jericho and out bursts the former Undisputed Champion, much to the disapproval of both Edge and Christian inside the ring, the two exchanging words, almost certainly regarding Jericho. Jericho has a mic in hand and enters the ring, eyeing up his two opponents come Sunday, the smile on his face evident, Christian and Edge as far from a smile as you can imagine while Tomko stares down the Ayatollah of Rock N Rolla.
: This was supposed to be my chance to come out he…
: WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT…THE HELL…UP!!
A mammoth roar greets that as Christian throws a little hissy fit.
: This was supposed to be your chance to come out here and tell the world just how much of an assclown you really are, I get that, I understand.
Another rousing response for that, Jericho turning to the jokes here.
: Yeah, yeah that’s uh, that’s real funny Chris but there’s uh, there’s no real need for ya out here with your little jokes so why don’t you run along and let us finish what we wer…
: No uh, how ‘bout we do somethin’ else? How ‘bout the two of you stop yappin’ on and on about how you’re gonna win this Sunday and how ‘bout you listen to the truth
, how ‘bout you listen to why I’m gonna be the one who walks outta Unforgiven as the number one contender, that sound good for ya? Great, so first off…
: You…you’re kidding right?
: He better be.
E&C are looking at each other in disgust at Jericho’s comments.
: You just don’t know when to give up do ya Chris? I thought Summerslam was the night you were gonna finally realise it’s all over for you around here. I thought Summerslam was the night you were gonna finally realise that Y…2…J is O…T…H, over the hill.
Christian actually laughs at that, mouthing ‘That’s a good one’. The fans don’t take too well to it however.
: But here we are and still, you still
…think you’ve got a chance of reachin’ the top again don’t ya? You still think you can win the big one and hey, you might call that determination but me? I call it stupidity because you don’t stand a chance of EVER getting back on top.
Thunderous boos for that.
: Hey, haven’t heard this before have we Edge? I can’t reach the top again? I can’t win the big one? You’ve said that a whole lot lately. You said it before Vengeance and remind me, what…what happened there? Oh…oh that’s right…I beat
you. You said it before Summerslam and oh that’s right, you only put me down because of that briefcase. So for someone who’s so sure I can’t reach the top of the mountain anymore, answer me this. How in the hell do you think you’re
ever gonna get there?
Edge looks shocked by Jericho’s bluntness.
: You wouldn’t have beaten me at Summerslam were it not for that briefcase and yet you thin…
: ENOUGH!! How do I think I’m ever gonna get there? Real simple…because I’m too damn good not to.
Jericho points a finger at Edge, wagging.
: You’re too damn good not to. There ya have it people, remember those words come Sunday night because guess what? You might think the pressure’s on me at Unforigven, you might think the pressure’s on Christian, you might think this is our ‘last chance’ but lemme tell ya, the pressure? It’s all on you
Edge is shaking his head, not buying into it.
: The pressure is all on you Edge. You hold that briefcase, you’ve already got a title shot lined up, you’re the heir to the throne, you’re ‘too damn good’ which means you…you should beat us…right?
Christian’s now smiling and interrupts.
: I never thought I’d agree with ya Chris but you’re…you’re actually right. Every little bit of pressure? It's on your shoulders and if you can’t beat us? Beat two guys who hey, in your book, are ‘beneath you’ then…then what chance have you got of being World Champion?
: I…I DON’T HAVE TO STAND HERE AND…AND…I DON’T HAVE TO TAKE THIS CRAP!!
Edge has lost it here and he storms outta the ring and up the ramp, pacing hurriedly as he runs his hands through his hair, Christian and Jericho looking on inside the ring. The pressure clearly is getting to Mr.MITB. Edge though then turns round on top of the ramp, mic still in hand.
: Y’know what? You’re wrong, BOTH OF YOU…are wrong
. You wanna try and twist this all on me? Fine, go right ahead but you’re just kididn’ yourselves aren’t ya? The pressure is ALL on you. Make no mistake about it Chris, this IS your last chance, those days of being Undisputed Champion are LONG gone and as for…you
Edge points at Christian who’s smirking.
: There’s no greater pressure than being ‘the man’ and...and that’s what ya are isn’t it? You’re the man now, right
? You beat, WOOOO, Ric Flair at Summerslam and suddenly, you’re the man!! Well when you’re the man, people expect
you to win matches, they expect
you to win championships and to do that? The pressure is always, always
…gonna be on. Sunday night, you two can deal with that and hey...don't blow it, it's all ya have left.
And with that Edge immediately turns his back, tossing his microphone and running his hands through his hair once again, breathing a sigh of relief, perhaps that this is now over til Sunday while we see Christian scratching his chin and Jericho looking defiantly back at his fellow Candian, the pressure really has increased here tonight for all three men as Edge’s music plays over the arena.
: Well if ever there were an example of the stakes being raised, this was it. Jericho, Edge, Christian, three men who are desperate for the World Title have, well they’ve put HUGE pressure on one another heading into this Sunday night.
: Pressure ain’t the word J,R, incredible stuff from these guys tonight. I gotta agree with you for once, which is hard for me to do. These three men have all put pressure on themselves and we’re gonna see Sunday night just who can deal with that expectation, this one’s gonna steal the show at Unforgiven J.R, make no mistake about it.
We return and we’re straight off backstage where we head to the locker room area where we see the World Heavyweight Champion Batista!! The Animal is in his ring gear and is icing his shoulder following the earlier beatdown from the Entity. The big man’s wincing in some discomfort but his expression soon changes as we see Shawn Michaels enter the room!! HBK has a no nonsense look on his face as he eyes up the champion, Tista sharing that same look right back at the Showstopper.
: Save it, I don’t wanna hear it. What I did earlier on was because I know just what they’re capable of, I know what Bischoff’s capable of and hey, he’s already got me, I can’t let him get you too.
: Well I appreciate it but that’s not gonna stop me takin’ them on tonight. There may be four of them, you know what they’re capable of and I do too, they’re dangerous but Shawn…so am I.
Nice pop for that as Michaels doesn’t look so sure.
: I know I can live with anything they throw my way, with anything Eric throws my way and tonight ain’t no different.
: It is different though, really it is. You’re as tough as they come, ain’t no doubt about it. They don’t call ya the ‘Animal’ for nothin’, you aren’t World Champion for nothin’ but Dave, tonight’s a whole different ball game.
Batista seems surprised by Michaels claims.
: I’ve experienced it and this Sunday I’m gonna experience it again but now? Now I know what’s comin’, now I know what’s gonna hit me and I know exactly
what I gotta do. You? You’ve not felt what they can do, you’ve not felt what they throw at ya. You’re steppin’ into the unknown tonight and when ya do that, there’s always a chance you might not make it out in one piece.
Tista looks irritated now.
: Look Shawn, what are you getting at here? You think I can’t beat ‘em? You think I can’t take ‘em down, is that it?
: Oh I have full faith
…you can beat ‘em. I have full faith
…you can take ‘em down because the Heartbreak Kid is gonna be right out there with ya, I’m gonna go to that ring tonight and I’m gonna be in your corner.
Michaels points directly and firmly at Tista, the news met with a nice ovation.
: Really Shawn, I appreciate the offer but I don’t need your hel…
: Nothin’ you say is gonna stop me from bein’ out there. Sunday night I got a gameplan, I know what I gotta do to stay alive and tonight? You’re in the same boat Dave. I’ll be out there with ya and I’ll do everything I can… for you to simply survive. You don’t have to thank me for it, you don’t even have to like
it but Dave…you’re gonna have to live
with it. Just trust me.
Michaels then leaves, giving a nod in the champ’s way as Batista has his hands on hips, clearly frustrated by that but at the same time he seems to be coming round to the idea. We then head back to ringside and hear…
‘I Ain’t a Lady to Mess with’
And there’s a small flutter of heat as out steps the Women’s Champion, the devilish Victoria alongside her partner for the evening, a stern looking Molly Holly.
: Tension everywhere tonight here in Texas and right now I don’t think that’s gonna change as we’re all set for some tag team action involving two women who this Sunday night are hell bent on tearin’ each other apart. Victoria puts her Women’s Championship on the line against Lita in a match full of fire.
: When this woman’s around J.R there is ALWAYS fire. She is just incredibly brutal, incredibly vicious and I don’t think Lita quite understands what she’s come back to face. She’s not come back to face just any old diva, she’s come back to face Victoria.
Out next, their opponents to a very nice pop are the challenger to Victoria’s title on Sunday, Lita accompanied by her partner, the beautiful Torrie Wilson.
: There’s no doubting it’s a challenge Coach but Lita thrives on a challenge and Sunday night will be no different.
: She won’t be thriving when her ankle’s in two pieces will she? She’s just gotta ask Trish Stratus how it feels. She got only a taster of what Victoria’s capable of, at Unforgiven she might get the real deal and it ain’t gonna pretty which says a whole lot when these two are right in front of us!
Match Four: Tag Team Match
Victoria and Molly Holly vs Lita and Torrie Wilson
Torrie and Molly start this one off…or do they? They’re all set to go at it, the bell rings before Victoria changes her mind and wants in on this, wanting no part of Lita but more than keen to get to grips with Torrie.
Victoria dominates, not allowing Torrie even a sniff as the Women’s Champion eyes up Lita throughout the assault, the Daredevil Diva itching to get involved but it’s all Victoria who uses her power and strength to almost toy with Torrie, including a mighty impressive delayed vertical suplex.
The turning point in the match comes as perhaps the ruthless champion takes her eye off the ball. Victoria drags Torrie up slowly, mouthing words to Lita…BEFORE SHE SLAPS TORRIE BUT TORRIE BLOCKS IT!! Torrie blocks it and SLAPS VICTORIA!! The crowd give a big pop, Torrie can’t believe it herself as Victoria charges at Torrie but she ducks it, Victoria spins round and Torrie takes her down with a dropkick before sprawling across the ring…AND SHE TAGS IN LITA!!
Lita storms into the squared circle, Victoria in her sights BUT VICTORIA CHARGES TO HER CORNER AND TAGS IN MOLLY!! Molly looks surprised as Victoria leaves her high and dry, getting out of the ring and heading up the ramp!! Molly enters the ring, facing towards the ramp asking Victoria why? She then turns round, boot to the gut by Lita, TWIST OF FATE!! BANG!! Lita heads up high…MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP!! Cover, 1…2…3, big win for the challenger on Sunday.
Winners: Lita and Torrie Wilson(4:27)
: You still think Victoria’s gonna dominate on Sunday? I think it’s pretty damn clear that Victoria knows what she’s up against come Unforgiven. I think she knows she’s in for perhaps the fight of her career when she steps through those ropes and sees Lita standing across the ring from her.
: Oh don’t give me that J.R. Victoria does know what she’s up against on Sunday and that’s why she’s resting here tonight, she doesn’t need to face Lita, she’s gonna do that on Sunday. Victoria doesn’t want what happened before Summerslam happen again, who would? We get to see the full ticket Sunday night when Lita gets snapped in half!!
: Oh please.
Lita and Torrie celebrate to an array of cheers, Victoria is now long gone, Molly down and out as Lita looks around the arena, nodding her head, full of confidence that this Sunday she takes home the Women’s Title.
We return and we’re taken to the announce table where we see J.R and Coach and we hear the Unforgiven theme playing in the background as out commentary duo get set to run down the card for this Sunday night.
: Welcome back to Monday Night Raw and folks we are just six days away from a HUGE night in Oklahoma as Unforgiven approaches us. Huge match ups, huge stipulations and plenty of championships on the line, one of which is the Intercontinental Title. Shelton Benjamin will defend his championship against a man who is simply on the roll of his career, Mark Jindrak.
: I think we’re all set for a new champion J.R, I just don’t see any way of Shelton Benjamin stopping this man on Sunday night. Charlie Haas might be in his corner, he might be on his partner’s side but Mark Jindrak’s got William Regal and no matter what Haas does, no matter what Benjamin does, Regal and Jindrak will do it better.
: The World Tag Team Titles are on the line, the Dudleyz defending against the Platform to Perfection but will a third party get involved?
: I damn sure hope not. The Basham Brothers have got no right to be there on Sunday, leave the Perfectionists alone and let ‘em take home the tag team titles, the Dudleyz days are done.
: An ‘Open Challenge’ issued for Sunday night by the undefeated and quite frankly, untested, Mr.Kennedy. Who will step up and face the ‘Game Changer’? Kennedy’s hopin’ for some competition.
: He’s not the only one J.R. This guy needs to challenged, this guy needs to be takin’ on the very best, let’s hope somebody can provide him that challenge and not some shmuck like Eugene.
: Another title up for grabs Sunday night, the Women’s Championship as Victoria finally has to defend her gold against a fired up, ready to go Lita!
: She can be fired up, she can be ready to go but the only place she’s headin’ is the emergency room when Victoria finishes the job she started back before Summerslam.
: The pressure is indeed on for this one. A Triple Threat match, the winner will become the number one contender to the World’s Heavyweight Title, who will rise to the occasion? Will it be Edge? Will it be Christian? Or will it be Chris Jericho? One thing’s guaranteed, you can expect fireworks in this one.
: What’s the term you use J.R? This one’s gonna be a SLOBBERKNOCKER!! Three of Canada’s finest goin’ at it, the winner heads for the World Title. If I had to pick I’d go for Captain Charisma, it’s his time to shine baby, I can’t freakin’ wait!!
: Shawn Michaels road outta hell just doesn’t get any easier come Sunday night as the Heartbreak Kid takes on ALL FOUR members of the Arabian Entity knowing he can’t just beat one, he’s gotta beat ‘em all to walk out victorious. Michaels’s back’s against the wall Sunday night, will the Entity force Michaels out the door or has the Showstopper set to pull off the unthinkable?
Michaels doesn’t stand a chance J.R and you know it. It’s four on one, four of the most dangerous men in this business against some stupid believer in the Heartbreak Kid. Belief, faith, it ain’t gonna see him through this one. Sunday night’s the Entity’s time to shine.
: And then the big one. The World Heavyweight Championship will be on the line inside a STEEL CAGE! Batista defends against Kane, it’s Animal verus Monster, two men who wanna beat the holy hell outta one another get to do exactly that and all I can say is Oklahoma better brace itself cos this one’s gonna get real ugly.
: Ugly is an understatement J.R, these two aren’t gonna quit until the other one’s unconscious. It’s got real heated, real fast and it’s all over that World Title, the biggest prize in the game baby and cowboy, Sunday night it goes into the hands of Kane.
: Well all we do know is that it’s gonna be an unbelievable, chaotic, must see night no matter what happens when we head to my home town.
: Nobody cares about your stupid home town, worry about the matches, not about your fellow Barbeque lovers.
J.R simply sighs before we hear…
‘I Walk Alone’
And it’s another big time pop that greets the music of the World Champion, we’re all set for our main event here as out comes the underdog tonight, Batista, a look of real steel, real determination in his eyes as he makes his way down to the ring, the Entity in his sights just six nights befo…OH BAM!! WHAT THE HELL?!?!
IT’S KANE!! KANE HAS AMBUSHED THE WORLD CHAMPION FORM BEHIND AND IT’S DÉJÀ VU FROM LAST WEEK!! KANE IS ASSAULTING BATISTA!!
: OH NOT AGAIN DAMN IT!! Kane and Batista, is…is ANYBODY GONNA PUT A STOP TO THESE TWO?!
: Kane said he had a message and that whether Eric Bischoff liked it or not, he was gonna deliver it!! Well guess what? Message sent!!
Kane brings Batista up to his feet and catches him with a STINGING UPPERCUT!! Tista is rocked and in no man’s land right now as Kane comes charging at him and knocks him flying with a clothesline, Tista falling into the barricade here, the crowd are on the edge of their sea…
AND THE ROOF COMES UNGLUED AS HERE COMES THE SHOWSTOPPER!! SHAWN MICHAELS COMING TO THE AID OF THE CHAMPION AS PROMISED!!
: Shawn Michaels sticking to his word!! Shawn Michaels vowed to be in Batista’s corner tonight, he didn’t want the champion to go through what he’s been through and bah gawd he’s doing exactly that!!
: What the hell is this about? Michaels has no business with Kane and he damn sure doesn’t wanna start any!!
Michaels has raced down the ramp and Kane doesn’t wanna wait for him, he charges up the ramp too and A FIST FIGHT IS ON!! MICHAELS THROWING RIGHTS, KANE THROWING RIGHTS BUT THE SPEED OF MICHAELS SHOTS ARE SENDING THE BIG RED MACHINE ABACK!! Michaels on the front foot here!! Kane is rocking and Michaels senses his chance, takes a step back before storming at Kane and he TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A FLYING SHOULDER BLOCK!! KANE IS DOWN, BATISTA IS DOWN AND MICHAELS IS FIRED UP HE…
: Oh business is about to pick up!!
J.R has nailed it as here come the dangerous quartet, the Arabian Entity are here and DUTT AND DAIVARI ARE SPRINTING DOWN THE RAMP!! THEY WANT MICHAELS!! Hassan and Khali are more measured in their approach as Michaels waits for the high flyers to storm his way and Dutt comes in first, BAM!! RIGHT HAND BY MICHAELS KNOCKS HIM DOWN!! BUT DAIVARI STRIKES A KICK TO THE KNEE!! Repeated kicks from Daivari, Michaels struggling somewhat, losing his balance but from out of nowhere a right hand to Daivari!! Michaels is taking the fight to the Entity!! WHACK!! BUT THE GREAT KHALI WITH A DEVASTATING CHOP ACROSS THE SKULL AND MICHAELS IS FLOORED!!
: That’s what you get for playing with fire Shawn!! You shoulda stayed back there, left Batista to get what he deserved!! You might not even make it to Sunday night now!!
: Shawn Michaels was doing what’s right and these…these savages just can’t seem to wait til Sunday night. I hope to god Shawn Michaels has something left in him for what’s t…HEY WAIT A MINUTE!!
Wait a minute indeed because Michaels is down BUT BATISTA IS UP AND BATISTA IS TAKING IT TO KHALI, TAKING IT TO HASSAN!! BATISTA WITH RIGHT HANDS TO THE BIG MAN, ROCKING KHALI A LITTLE!! RIGHT HANDS TO HASSAN, THE ENTITY’S LEADER IN A WORLD OF TROUBLE!! BUT WE THEN SEE DUTT CLIMB ON THE BACK OF BATISTA, DUTT RAKING THE EYES OF THE CHAMPION…BUT BATISTA THROWS HIM OFF LIKE A RAG DOLL!!
: Thanks for comin’ Dutt!!
: And thanks for comin’ Batista, look out!!
BAM!! BATISTA IS SENT TUMBLING BY KANE!! THE BIG RED MACHINE SENDS THE ANIMAL CRASHING AND GIVES A SCOWL IN THE DIRECTION OF THE ENTITY!! Kane wants Batista to himself, Kane wants to take down the Animal alone!! The Entity give a nod his way, clearly a sign they agree to it before they leisurely make their way over to Shawn Michaels who is still down as Kane drags a struggling Batista up the ramp, what the hell have these men got in mind here?
This could be about to get outta hand, I hope Shawn Michaels and Batista have got some fight in ‘em here!!
: They ain’t got nothin’ left, it’s time to finish these two off. They’re gonna be easy pickin’s come Sunday night!!
Batista is to his knees now as he tries to claw his way back up, meanwhile the Entity have tossed Shawn Michaels inside the ring, nobody quite sure just what they’ve got in mind here. Kane now strikes with a kick to the ribs, keeping Batista down, the two men pushing further and further up the ramp. Inside the ring we see Hassan barking orders, telling Daivari and Dutt to ‘Get ‘im up’ and the duo oblige and Hassan strikes with a boot to the gut, Michaels being held up by the duo before…before Hassan nods at Khali, what’s he interpreting there? We see Khali begin to walk over to…oh no….KHALI UNHOOKS THE TURNBUCKLE!! HASSAN THEN POINTS OVER TO IT AND DUTT AND DAIVARI DRAG MICHAELS OVER!!
: Oh no, we don’t need this, we don’t need to watch this. For the love of god, somebody get out here and stop this. IF SOMEBODY DOESN’T STOP THIS, MICHAELS WON’T EVEN MAKE IT TO UNFORGIVEN!!
: And that’s his fault J.R!! He shouldn’t have been out here tonight!! This was none of his business!!
Dutt and Daivari then toss Michaels into Hassan’s path, Hassan grabbing him by the hair, yelling in Michaels face ‘WE WERE GONNA LEAVE YOU IN ONE PIECE SHAWN, WE WERE GONNA DO IT…NOT ANYMORE!!’ AND HASSAN SMASHES MICHAELS SKULL OFF THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE…AND AGAIN…AND ONCE MORE!! MICHAELS HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN!! THE HEAT IS INSANE!!
: WE NEED A DAMN MEDIC OUT HERE!! MICHAELS IS BUSTED OPEN AND I DON’T THINK THESE S.O.B’S ARE GONNA STOP!!
: Why should they? FINISH HIM OFF!! Shawn Michaels is paying for his sins!!
The camera then shifts to the top of the stage where we see Kane stalking the Animal before he drags him to his feet and grabs him by the back of the head, SMASHING HIS SKULL OFF THE STAGE, NO!! TISTA BLOCKS IT AND SMASHES KANE HEAD FIRST INTO THE STAGE!! Both men drop down to their knees, champion and challenger wanting to damn near kill one another.
Inside the ring we see a bloody Heartbreak Kid now as Hassan then points towards Lilian Garcia and Dutt and Daivari carry out their duties immediately…WHERE THEY SNATCH THE RING BELL AND BRING IT BACK TO THEIR LEADER!! Hassan immediately grabs it, looking at it menacingly…before passing it to Khali!! There’s an immediate wave of heat as Khali knows what he’s gotta do here and Hassan begins to smile….BEFORE PULLING OUT HANDCUFFS!! HASSAN HAS HANDCUFFS AND HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT HE’S DOING WITH THEM!! He grabs Michaels, taking him towards the ropes before cuffing Michaels up to the middle rope. The Showstopper is defenceless, he’s got a look of desperation in his eyes, he knows what’s coming his way as Michaels even seems to mouth the word ‘Please’…BUT KHALI WITH THE RING BELL…SMASHES IT ACROSS THE BLOODY SKULL OF MICHAELS!!
: HE’S DEAD J.R!!
: OH YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!! THE DAMAGE IS DONE!! WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THE NEED FOR THIS?! WHY DAMN IT, WHY?!
: They wanna force him out J.R!! They were gonna wait, they were gonna let Shawn Michaels live but he crossed them tonight and now…now he’s gotta pay!!
The echo reverberates around the arena as Michaels is absolutely laid out cold, bleeding profusely now as the entire crowd are simply speechless. We then turn our attentions to the stage where we see both Batista and Kane to their feet, albeit groggily and Kane stumbles towards the champion AND GRABS HIM BY THE THROAT!! CHOKELSAM INCOMING!! NO!! BATISTA WITH A BOOT TO THE GUT, KANE’S GRIP LOOSENS!! BATISTABOMB TIME!! NO!! KANE WITH A BACK BODY DROP!! THESE TWO ARE HEADING FURTHER AND FURTHER TO THE TECHNICAL AREA, BATISTA ON THE EDGE OF THE STAGE HERE!!
: Michaels is done for and J.R, Batista’s about to join him in a hospital bed!! Finish him Kane!!
: I’ve seen enough for one night Coach, I don’t need to see this. Enough is enough, I just…I can’t believe what we’re seeing.
Michaels is bleeding like a waterfall and is now stuck perilously against the ropes as Hassan takes the ring bell once again in his hand. We switch quickly back to the top of the stage, Kane has Batista in his sights, the Animal rises, GOOZLE!! NO!! Tista with an elbow, Kane spins round, Tista charges, Kane ducks it, Tista turns back round, right hand by Kane, BLOCKED!! BOOT TO THE GUT FROM TISTA, THEY’RE ON THE EDGE OF THE DAMN STAGE…BATISTABOMB!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! BATISTABOMB…AND BATISTA PLUNGES FORWARD RIGHT WITH IT TAKING BOTH MEN OFF THE STAGE AND INTO THE TECHINCAL EQUIPMENT!! BOTH MEN CRASHING AND BURNING!! THE CROWD ARE GOING ABSOLUTELY INSANE!!
: JESUS…THEY…AHHH DAMN IT WE NEED SOME HELP!! BATISTA AND KANE HAVE…THEY MIGHTA JUST DAMN NEAR KILLED EACH OTHER!! SOMEBODY FOR CRYIN’ OUT LOUD GET SOME HELP…AND NOW THIS…NO!! SOMEBODY…ANYBODY STOP THIS FOR CHRIST SAKE!!
We cut back to the ring where Hassan swings the ring bell back and SMASHES MICHAELS SKULL…SMASHES IT AGAIN!! HASSAN IS RELENTLESS!! MICHAELS SKULL BEING BATTERED AT THE HANDS OF HASSAN, AT THE HANDS OF THE ENTITY!! THE BLOOD IS SPILT ALL OVER THE RING AS MICHAELS IS HANDCUFFED TO THE ROPES!! There is visible shock inside the arena as people can’t believe what they’ve just witnessed before Hassan FINALLY stops and tosses the bell outta the ring before screaming at the top of his lungs, ‘HOW’S THAT FOR FAITH?! WHERE’D HIS FAITH GET HIM HUH?! WE WILL FORCE HIM OUT, UNFORGIVEN WE FINISH WHAT WE STARTED, YOUR HERO IS DONE, YOU WILL RESEPCT US, YOU WILL FEAR US BUT YOU, JUST LIKE HIM WILL ALWAYS…ALWAYS…BE UNFORGIVEN!!’
And with that we get a chilling final shot of a laid out Batista and Kane, piled on top of bundles of equipment before the crimson sight inside the ring where Shawn Michaels, handcuffed to the middle rope is absolutely unconscious with the Arabian Entity standing tall inside the ring, staring back at the damage they’ve done here tonight, no look of regret, no look of remorse as the crowd simply remains silent, shocked at what has developed here tonight in front of their eyes.
: In all my time here on Monday Night Raw I don’t believe I have ever seen something this sick, something this twisted, something this damn brutal and this Sunday we will head to Unforgiven but folks…I truly don’t believe Shawn Michaels will. This is…this is just too damn much, good…goodnight everybody.
A very sombre J.R’s final words to close off a sickening, eerie ending to the show with the Entity standing tall, Batista and Kane torn apart at the hands of one another with Shawn Michaels bloodied and battered inside the ring, Unforgiven now totally up in the air as we fade…to…black.
Date: 18th September 2005
Location: Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
World Heavyweight Championship: Steel Cage Match
Batista(c) vs Kane
Four on One Handicap Match:
(Shawn Michaels must eliminate all four members of the Entity to win)
Shawn Michaels vs The Arabian Entity
Triple Threat #1 Contenders Match:
Edge vs Christian vs Chris Jericho
WWE Intercontinental Championship:
Shelton Benjamin(c) w/Charlie Haas vs Mark Jindrak w/William Regal
World Tag Team Championships:
Dudley Boyz(c) vs The Platform to Perfection
Mr.Kennedy's Open Challenge:
Anybody is eligible as Kennedy demands 'competition'
WWE Women's Championship:
Victoria(c) vs Lita