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Old 04-20-2012, 10:55 AM   #131 (permalink)
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*New to the promotion, so kinda reviewing as I go here.

*Incredible impressed with your wrestling style right off the bat. Very good job of capturing both Michaels and Samoa Joe. The impending build between the two of them should be something special to see. Joe calling Shawn out on the contract clause as well was very well done, because it proves that Shawn really was out for himself when he screwed Van Dam at the PPV.

*The broadcast team of Styles and JBL is a very interesting one. Have you ever played off their real life issues before at the table, or do those not exist in the AOW world?

*Punk vs. Benjamin: I have no clue what the Hassan bounty is about, which is a danger of diving into a show fresh. I'll focus instead on the action...the feeling out process was well done, I really enjoy the use of a commercial break mid-match, as it adds to the realism of the match...not sure what Hagar and Nemeth's deal with the WGTT is, but I'd assume it has something to do with the AOW tag belts that Haas and Benjamin hold...love that finish with the counter of the Dragon Whip kick right into Punk's GTS for the pinfall. *** for the match. It gets hurt from going any higher due to the nature of the finish, with the involvement of the outside interference.

*Definitely dig the fact that you use the commentators after the match to put over the storyline purposes of everything happening. The problem I see is that if they are there for post match, why not consider having them call the match in the format you currently have already as well.

*Curious as to where that Hassan thing is going. I really enjoyed the Muhammad Hassan character, so I look forward to seeing how you use him in AOW.

*Short and sweet with Joe and RVD, and apparently those two are good pals, because this is the second time you've mentioned them together. First being when Joe mentioned RVD in his deal with Michaels earlier in the show.

*If I had to venture a guess, I'd say Carlito, but either way it's a good visual on the segment to hype whomever it is.

*Jericho and Lashley in the same stable. Jericho is my favorite wrestler, but I will openly admit to not liking Bobby Lashley, so we'll see how you play them off each other...will be interested to see how that conversation with Jericho will effect Ken Doane's career there.

*Enjoyed the next segment, and you really captured Jaime Noble well. The finish with Noble jumping Danielson from behind leading to the brawl, and then sorta save by Aero Star is a strong build for the triple threat next week

*Evans vs. Doane: Well, it's definitely a statement to Jericho that Doane was able to pin Evans inside of five minutes. And the shorter match makes sense since the first one went over twelve between Punk and Shelton. Not sure how I feel about Doane using a RKO as his finish, when he has probably the best guillotine leg-drop in pro wrestling. *1/2 for the match.

*Excellent hype video for the 2 hour supershow. Really impressed with your video package skills.

*Do like that way you hype your main event for the belt. Giving it the full on introduction sequence made the match seem that much more important, and as such, gives the reader more interest in continuing with such.

*Jericho vs. Van Dam: The match itself was good. The issues I take are the overbooking on the finish. I am off the belief that it's best to keep a champ strong in what will be the final match against a challenger with him retaining. I get that Jericho is a heel, and thus more inclined to take a cowardly way out, but it still leaves a bad taste in one's month when the final part of a feud is someone going over unclean. The match itself was golden was before that though. We'll call it ****

Enjoyed my first visit into your fed, and need to catch up on some of the backstory to understood why everyone is with who they are. You have a really strong roster, and some very interesting storylines, not to mention, I really enjoy your writing that. Almost RP fed like. Once I get to know the characters better, I'm sure everything will make more sense of what everyone is

8.5/10
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I was expecting a full-on promo from Heyman to maybe get his personality across and further the Foley/Heyman angle, but the chilling way that you went with this was actually very effective. Foley under investigation is also something I'm a fan of, because it means we can continue along this road towards having Foley become more involved in the show, hopefully leading to that Jericho/Foley bloodbath somewhere down the line. Cold start to the show, and it works nicely.

Cracker of an opening match. You had some really nice spots in there (the Monkey Flip to Dropkick was something I would have loved to see, same with the Aero Star Press on Noble's Dragon Sleeper on Danielson, crazy stuff) and you kept Danielson's eye injury as a focus as well. The main thing I liked was how well Noble came off, too. He hit Tiger Drivers on both his opponents and there were moments I genuinely thought the title was going to change hands in his favour. In the Cruiserweight division it's easy to see Danielson as a threat because he's the champion, and it's easy to see Aero Star as one of the highlights because of his style, but Noble really raised his stock with this performance. Great, great opener, and I'm very interested to see where you go with this division from here on out; I'm also glad Danielson retained, seeing as he hasn't spent all that long with the title in his actual grasp (thanks to Helms), so I think he'll benefit from keeping a little longer. Unless I missed it, I don't think Aero did the No-Handed Tope, so that might have been something I wanted to see, but otherwise you used all the moves necessary and filled it with the right kind of action to heat up the crowd and get the show started with a bang. Oh, and Danielson-Aero's back-and-forth pinfalls was cruiserweight action at its finest. Bon.

Liking the backstage promo with RVD. This is just about what I was hoping for, with the 'RVD is AOW' metaphor being his downfall. The promo itself is very powerful, with RVD's breakdown being painted brilliantly by him staring at that screen and replaying it. The Miz, as I've said recently, is also a character you've characterised nicely, and having him taunt Van Dam really builds the idea that we've got to pity him. My only concern is whether you've gone for the complete breakdown a little too soon, but if there's two things you're known for, it's wacky tag team names and your ability to convincingly write characters having mental struggles. I have faith it can only get more interesting from here.

If it's a Puerto Rican flag flying, I'm guessing it's Carlito, just in a more classy, less 'spit an apple in your face' role, or maybe Eric Perez. Definitely think there's room for more talent in the mid-card, although you don't really have a mid-card as much as you have a series of different divisions - maybe a challenger for Punk in the Dynasty Title chase? We'll see.

Small thing here with Jericho - you didn't mention him going to the ring, so I just assumed he and Lashley had stayed on the ramp, then I read him leaving the ring, so I was confused for a moment. Jericho's characterisation was good, as you got all the usual phrases from the Worthy Man in there, but I'm going to agree with one of the above peeps (I think it was CP) and say I don't know if it was wholly necessary to have him talk. Regardless, the promo itself was good, and you got the anti-Foley agenda and enough self-praise to make it worthwhile. I'm not entirely keen on Lashley as a 'protégé' when he was tearing it up already without Jericho, but the Worthy Legion is undoubtedly a strong stable and they'll provide a good challenge for any babyface chasing the World Title for a good underdog angle. Maybe a multi-man tag team match in the future with Christian returning ala Daniel Bryan at Summerslam 2010 as the final member against the Worthy Legion? Lots of possibilities with your roster at the moment.

A Very Merry War about a month away now - should be a great show if the first supershow or World Ablaze are anything to go by.

While I understand that Doane 'saving' Lashley is his way of trying to join the Worthy Legion, having him thrown out in 30 seconds really undermines any success he had last week, which is a real shame. You continued the running theme of Joe desperate to beat up Lashley, which is good continuity, as was the previously-unseen American Made dumping out WGTT to give us this week's closure for the Tag Team Title feud. I feel maybe two guys as talented in the ring as Benjamin and Haas could have been given longer to pull off a few more spots to fire up the crowd, but I have no qualms with the booking of their exit, which is a nice way to put a bit more heat in their feud. Again the angle takes precedent over the wrestling with Hassan eliminating Punk illegally, which is fine as long as it doesn't get overdone, and having Punk overcome the 3-on-1 bit was nice, seeing as it shows how he's always managed to overcome the odds, even with Hassan promising to screw him over in the previous newswire interview. Hassan's Camel Clutch leading to HBK's non-elimination is absolutely genius - up until this point it felt a little like it wasn't a Battle Royal as much as every feud had separated into its own little match, so it was good to see more than one feud cross over by having Hassan's Camel Clutch steal the referees' attention and allow HBK to steal his place back. Really nice thinking. I'm surprised that Kendrick and London lasted so long when they could have gone well before Punk/Hassan/WGTT, all possibly more important guys, but it was still a strong moment to solidify how cruel and opportunistic the Mercs are. The action after this (especially Samoa Joe's double suplex on the Mercs) was well-written and well thought out, and the entire sequence leading to Lashley's elimination was perfect, from Jericho's involvement to Lashley's accidental Spear to HBK getting rid of him. A very dramatic end to the Battle Royal, although having Burchill eliminate Albright deliberately before HBK hit the floor seems like a bit of dick move, rather than because he's teaching his apprentice a lesson. Surely he could have consolidated Albright's involvement to help him win the Fatal Four-Way, as well as watching a major threat in HBK eliminated? Not entirely sure, but as always, I like that you're differentiating your tag teams so it's not just two clones teaming together.

On to the Final Four Battle - the HBK-Finlay sequence was nicely written (I know I've said it before, but your matches are always easy to read) and Joe came across as exactly who you'd want him to be, as an incredibly talented and proficient wrestler as well as brawler; this was evident in his submissions on Burchill, the transitions between STF to Ankle Lock, and then the power game with him throwing Burchill into the others, and then even his high-flying elements with the Elbow Suicida. Always a good thing to present your top stars in such a positive light. Surprised we got no covers before the commercial break, but it made it more fast-paced, which is fine. I remember watching Finlay do the old catch-them-in-the-apron spot on Dolph Ziggler years ago, so I enjoyed seeing it in use again here; just as you made Samoa Joe look like a badass before, Finlay comes across like a similar BOSS by being able to no-sell HBK's offence beforehand, and being such an effective brawler in this sequence with Burchill. I'll admit I thought the Island Driver to HBK would be the finish momentarily, but Lashley's reappearance was ideal, just to further that angle. Again, there's the danger of your main event becoming overbooked, but this was probably the one run-in that had to happen after Lashley went from the bout, and also solidified in my mind that HBK was going over, which is what I had assumed before. Burchill taking advantage of HBK was a beautiful sight, because I love to see the under-card talents shine against the main eventers (see: Justin Gabriel in my thread) and Burchill showing his opportunistic streak here made for great reading. The Double A Spinebuster wasn't something I've ever seen HBK use but it showed that he was willing to go to any lengths possible to win, which was perfect. Burchill was always going to take the fall and the finish was one for the crowd to enjoy, so again, no complaints. This is the result I was hoping for, leaving us with HBK/Jericho, Joe/Lashley, leaving the door open for Finlay/RVD if you want to use it, and even making Burchill look damn good in the process. A strong main event. The aftermath was an emphatic exclamation point to conclude the night with, and gives HBK some real momentum to make Jericho even more frustrated for next week. Undoubtedly we'll see Michaels' ghost elimination brought up, and I'm assuming Wright will be back, too, so it should be explosive in the new AOW Title feud. Excellent.

Overall, a real cracker of a show. As always, your characterisation in terms of promos was spot-on, and the wrestling itself was top-drawer, especially in that opening Triple Threat and the closing action of the Four-Way Battle. The main highlight for me remain your feuds - as mentioned just above, the potential at the top of the card is great, while there's reason to be excited in the Dynasty and tag team divisions too. The Cruiserweight division now has an almost blank slate to work with after Danielson's victory, so you've got a lot to work with there too. All in all, a meaty show which got everything in there that needed to be done - as I said, my only worry was the possibility of overbooking your main event with all the run-ins, i.e. Hassan's antics, American Made, Jericho's involvement, Lashley coming back, HBK's ghost elimination. You can argue a case for all of them being necessary, and I would agree, but it's just a line to be careful of crossing, especially after last week. Otherwise, I got what I tuned in when it came to RVD and Heyman's involvement, and the show delivered on all fronts, bar maybe Doane's recovery being stunted a little. Very good stuff, can't wait for next week. King's stamp of approval - BAM. There it is. Bon. Kirby approves.
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Another round of exclusives, this time the site for all things AOW is giving you not one, not two, but FIVE brand new bits!! This go 'round, we've got The Mercenaries and Muhammad Hassan making a business decision, and two pairs of call-and-response videos: Jack Evans and Ken Doane aren't done, while the Tag Team Champions throw the gauntlet at American Made, who throw it right back.

Spoiler for The Mercs do good business:
We open to a scene that looks like it’s from last Oblivion, Paul Burchill still in wrestling gear and dripping in sweat, rubbing his Superkicked chin. He’s going through the halls and finding a locker room door that he opens and enters, meeting both his partner and apprentice, Brent Albright, and his benefactor, Muhammad Hassan. Hassan doesn’t look happy, while Albright stares stoically.

Hassan:
What the hell did you think you were doin’? I paid you two to protect me in that match!

Burchill:
Hold on, Hassan. You haven’t paid us squat for weeks! You keep telling us that when someone beats CM Punk for that money, you’ll give it to us. You haven’t paid us a dime in almost a month. And y’know what? I’m starting to get a little bit tired of it.

Hassan:
I’ve been doing my part. I’ve been contacting banks and getting the money, but somehow it’s not getting to you. Even the finances this American greed loves is messed up.

Burchill:
Hey, hey, hey. Don’t blame anyone else. That’s your money. And by now, it should be our money.
~Albright steps in between the warring benefactor and his mentor, opting to look his mentor in the eye

Albright:
You uh…you threw me over the top rope tonight, Burch. What was that supposed to teach me about…?
~Burchill stares at his partner for a moment

Burchill:
I told you, youngblood, it was nothing personal. But what we’re here for is gold. I saw a chance, and looked at everyone in the ring with us. Unfortunately, it had to be you. But believe me, it was nothing personal, mate. It was just…business. You need to learn that sometimes, you have to do things for yourself. Then do what you have to do.

Albright:
I can understand that…but seeing you out there in the main event and then listening to you two just now, it gave me an idea.

Hassan:
It’d better be about getting my money from that rat.

Albright:
Actually, it is. See, right now, I see a chance. And Burch is right – what we’re here for is gold. But we’re also here to collect our dough. So I’m sure you won’t mind next week, Hassan, that I’ll be taking on CM Punk in that Bounty Challenge. I can get our money you owe us AND get a shot at that gold.
~Hassan looks somewhat dumfounded, his eyes growing wide as Albright points to the title on Hassan’s shoulder. Burchill just stands and gives a very proud grin

Hassan:
But…

Burchill:
I’m sure he won’t mind that at all, youngblood. He is a smart businessman. And, after all, this is just business.
~Burchill leads the way back out the door, but Albright stays behind for just a second, looking right at Hassan…

Albright:
It’s nothing personal.
~Albright now follows Burchill out the door, never taking his eyes off of Hassan or the Dynasty Championship as we fade away…





Spoiler for Jack E. sees the warrior's way:
We’re in a scene that looks like the Green Zone backstage, but standing in said scene is the team of Low Jack – Jack Evans and Low Ki. Ki is trying to look straight ahead at the camera with his arms crossed, but Evans is off to the side laughing at something on the television screen…

Evans:
Do you see that, Ki? Lemme rewind it so you can see it –
~Evans rewinds the TV to show us that he was watching Ken Doane’s 30-second elimination from last week’s main event

Evans:
That’s pretty flippin’ hilarious, ain’t it? Thirty seconds!
~Ki just stares back at Evans with a serious look

Evans
:
Oh, don’t give me that tough guy look.
~Ki keeps staring at Evans before lifting an eyebrow

Evans
:
Alright, alright. Yeah, it’s good enough that that’s captured on video for the entire world to see what a loser Ken Doane is. But nothing’s really immortalized until it’s captured…in song. So to…commemorate this terrible achievement, I, DJ Jack E., have written a rap for this occasion.
~Evans says this phrase with oodles of false sophistication. He then clears his throat before looking at the camera

Evans
:
“Impact Player” must –
~Ki unfolds his arms and stops Evans from speaking by placing a backhand on his shoulder. We then get to hear Low Ki’s deep voice into a microphone for the first time in AOW

Low Ki:
Jack. Before you go off on Ken Doane, just know somethin’. According to the warrior code, you are only as good as the last man to beat you. Who was the last man to beat you?

Evans:
Eh…Ken Doane?

Low Ki:
And Ken Doane got eliminated in a few seconds. So you’re only as good as you’re mockin’ Ken Doane for being. And if you’re calling him a loser…what does that make you?
~Evans has completely stopped in his tracks, his mouth suspended in his train of thought, now realizing what Ki’s getting at here and gets serious

Evans
:
Y’know what, Ki? You’re right. I’m not gonna rap about it. Ken Doane, you and me, a rematch this Wednesday on Oblivion. Lemme set this…“warrior code” record straight.
~Ki nods and crosses his arms again, looking proud of his tag team partner for the first time in their history. Evans stares at the camera with purpose as we fade away…





Spoiler for Ken Doane hangs the 'code':
We’re brought to a simple white backdrop, Ken Doane soon stepping into the frame wearing his same vest-hoodie we saw him debut several weeks ago

Doane:
Yeah, I’m not gonna hide it. I did get dumped out of the ring in thirty seconds in the Lucky 13 Battle. But see that’s because I was the biggest threat. The number one priority of everyone in that ring was to get rid of me before I could do any damage. Lucky for everyone else, Samoa Joe got to me first
~Doane sniffs quickly before flicking his nose with his thumb

Doane
:
And see all I was trying to do was protect the Worthy Legion. I saw Bobby Lashley in danger, and so I set out to do what was right and help a friend in need. But nobody sees any of those things. All anybody wants to say is “Kenny, you got dumped in half a second; Kenny, you didn’t deserve to be in that match” and I say to those people SHUT THE HELL UP!!
~Doane is almost eating the camera at this point

Doane
:
And now, Jack Evans wants a rematch? With me, The Impact Player extraordinaire? All because he’s pissed that he’s ‘as good as me’? Please. Low Ki’s feeding you lies, son. You’ll never be as good as Ken Doane. So you and everybody else can hold your lame insults, Jack E. That elimination you wish broke me will only fuel me to not just beating you yet again…but destroying you and anyone else in my way. That’s my “warrior code”.
~Doane stares intensely in the camera, breathing heavily as we fade to black…




Spoiler for Champions with a broken heart:
We’re brought to what looks like Oblivion last week, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas still in ring gear and both looking very pissed, possibly over their elimination earlier in the night. They’re virtually stomping through the halls when Benjamin sees somebody and pulls them into the shot. We notice that it’s Super Crazy, Benjamin yanking Crazy into the center of the shot, both champs flanking him on the sides. Crazy is somewhat behind both men.

Shelton Benjamin:
That…that was some class, y’know that American Made? I mean, we’ve been talking about you guys having absolutely no respect for people like we knew what you were about, but we were wrong.

Charlie Haas:
We were dead wrong. We through we knew how bottom dwelling you guys are, but you proved us wrong. You’re even farther beneath that than we thought. Sneakin’ behind us in a ring full of other guys and throwin’ us over?
~Haas shakes his head in disappointment and anger

Shelton Benjamin:
It’s a disgrace to call you two the #1 Contenders for our titles. We hold these titles with respect and that’s something you two know nothin’ about. Because we have…what did you say it was, Crazy?

Super Crazy:
"El Corazon de los Campeones." The Heart of Champions.

Shelton Benjamin:
That’s it. We got it. But you don’t.

Charlie Haas:
As a matter of fact, if you guys are the next best guys for our gold, I almost don’t want to know what the rest of the division is like. See, we’re competitive guys. We live off that. And if there’s no other team in the division with…
~Haas points to Crazy

Super Crazy
:
"El Corazon de los Campeones." The Heart of Champions.

Charlie Haas:
With that, then maybe we just need new competition.

Shelton Benjamin:
Nick Nameth. Jack Hagar. If you’re really as good as you think you are, you’ll bring it to us face to face. But until then, you guys ain’t worth squat. Because you’ll never have…
~One last point to Super Crazy

Super Crazy
:
"El Corazon de los Campeones." The Heart of Champions!!
~Super Crazy screams that last one into the camera

Shelton Benjamin:
…and so you’ll never have these titles.
~Benjamin pats his belt as he and Haas stare back at us with incredibly angry looks before fading away…




Spoiler for American Made makes a challenge:
We see another blank background, Nick Nameth and Jack Hagar, American Made, waltzing into the frame very casually.

Nameth:
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Shelton and Charlie. You guys just don’t get it, do you?
~Nameth looks over to Hagar with a “the don’t get it” look before looking back to the camera

Nameth
:
We don’t show you any respect because we simply DON’T respect you. We just know we’re better than you. So we don’t respect you because those titles should very well be ours.
~Hagar nods in agreement

Nameth
:
Now see, we’re pretty impatient guys. So we really want to prove to you that we’re better than you. But more than that, we really, really just want those Tag Team Championships to come rest on their rightful patriotic shoulders. We don’t need “Heart of Champions” to be champions. We just need those straps to fit around these gorgeous waists.
~Nameth and Hagar both grin as they both motion around their waists

Nameth
:
But we can’t wait anymore. Our Manifest Destiny is right around the corner. And by right around the corner, we mean this coming Oblivion. We’re not gonna wait until the Supershow to get what’s ours. So listen up, hacks! We, American Made, will take you on THIS WEEK for the AOW Tag Team Championships!
~Nameth and Hagar’s cocky smiles disappear for a moment

Hagar
:
That’s right. And we’ll show you just how strong your competition really is.

Nameth:
And trust us. The rightful and respected team will walk out with those titles. And from one pair of All-Americans to another - we guarantee it.
~AM’s cocky smiles reappear as we fade away, their teeth almost being beacons of light in the fade to black…






12.5.07

The Hammerstein Ballroom – Manhattan, New York City, New York

“Atone the Alone”


.:Confirmed for Oblivion:.

~Muhammad Hassan’s Bounty Challenge~
CM Punk v. Brent Albright

Ken Doane v. Jack Evans w/Low Ki

~AOW Tag Team Championships~
World’s Greatest Tag Team(c) v. American Made



Thanks in bunches for the nice crop of feedback, gentlemen. hebtheeagle, welcome to the section and no problem on you feedbacking the wrong show. As for this bit, these are NOT the best of the bunch as far as exclusives go, but I hope they do the job and understand (storyinewise, anyway) why they're getting done. No news to report and the confirmation card is essentially to serve as another half-assed show preview. I'm falling out of favor of doing those, actually. But there it is. Hoping to get the next show up by Monday or so before my last wave of exams smack me in the face. Hope all are well (and maybe Melvis posts a PPV ) 'til then.
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12.5.07

The Hammerstein Ballroom – Manhattan, New York City, New York

“Atone the Alone”


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“The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson vignette

(Whispers)

Fight…

RVD leaps for a Frog Splash…

Fight…

HBK cocks back, Sweet Chin Music ready…

Fight…

Finlay and Joe go at it on the balcony…

Fight…

Chris Jericho’s silhouette is highlighted…

*Opening guitar riff*

You'll never grow up to be a big rock star

The camera goes from the ground up to the face of Paul Wright in his debut Week 3

Celebrated victim of your fame

Shawn Michaels comes down the ramp, pumped up from the main event of Week 1

Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

Christian searches for his peeps from Week 5

And say that "death was on sale today"

Bryan Danielson raises his hand, singing his theme from Week 4

*Upped tempo, heavier sound*

And when we were good

Jack Evans’ double moonsault from Week 1

You just close your eyes

Aero Star, Psicosis, and Super Crazy perform a Triple Asai Moonsault from Week 14

So when we are bad

Paul Wright chokeslams Michaels through the table from the Supershow

We'll scar your minds

A replayed shot of Shelton Benjamin German suplexing Paul London off the ladder from Week 4

Fight!

SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!

Fight!

WARRIOR’S WAY!!!

Fight!

MUSCLE BUSTER!!!

Fight!

SPEAR THROUGH THE TABLE!!

Fight!

CHOKESLAM!!!

Fight!

WORLD’S GREATEST DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!

Fight!

619!!!

Fight!

FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!!!

*Final cymbal crash*

Chris Jericho holds the AOW World title high in the air

***

We’re brought to the Hammerstein Ballroom for the 17th week in a row, a sold-out crowd on their feet and rearing to go as always, but this pumped ovation crescendos to an almost lucrative degree when “SEXY BOY” hits the speakers, meaning the arrival of only one man: the Heart-Break Kid Shawn Michaels, fresh off of his #1 Contendership victory last week. Michaels is as jovial as ever, doing his little jig on down the ramp and into the ring before taking a microphone and adjusting himself slightly


Shawn Michaels:
I certainly don’t think anyone in this arena quite feels the same way I do right now.

~Shawn gives a bit of a smirk to this questionable opening statement

Shawn Michaels
:
Just like I’m sure nobody in the back knows how I feel right now.

~Another pause by Michaels, who shakes his head

Shawn Michaels
:
The reason I say those things is because no one back there, to my knowledge, has ever been in danger to leave this very ring and leave what they love doing by no power of their own.

~More of a buzz than a pop here

Shawn Michaels
:
It’s been quite documented that my career in a wrestling ring was cut down considerably and should’ve very much ended when doctors told me that my back problems were so bad, not only could I not ever compete again, but I was gonna have trouble even truly being able to walk again.

~Sentimental buzz

Shawn Michaels
:
I sat out of this ring unable to stop shows for four years. Four of the longest years of my life. Four of the most grueling years of my life. Four of the worst years of my life. Simply because I could not get in here and answer my calling in front of all of you people.

~Cheap pop

Shawn Michaels
:
So even through those torturous years, I could never, ever get that calling out of my head. This ring was my life, and I wanted it back. I wanted to stand in here again and hear you guys chant “H – B – K.” “H – B – K.” “H – B – K….”

~The Hammerstein catches on, an “HBK” chant indeed starting all over the arena, causing Michaels to lower his microphone and take it in

Shawn Michaels
:
Until finally, four years after the doctor told me the two herniated discs and the one broken one would keep me away from this ring, they cleared me. And the Heart Break Kid was ready t’be the Showstopper once again.

~Nicely built pop

Shawn Michaels
:
I thought I’d never have that felling again, but here I stand, in front of all you people, from comin’ on the brink of my career bein’ over once again, I’m here an’ I am more than happy to say that I am the Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels and I am the number one contender for the AOW Heavyweight CHAMPIONSHIP!!


Michaels delivers this in his infamous overselling manner, twisting his body at some points to accentuate his overjoy as the crowd delivers a very solid ovation before breaking out in “HBK! HBK! HBK!” chants all over again, but these are interrupted by the completely unwelcome chime of “KING OF MY WORLD” greeting our ears, as AOW Champion Chris Jericho comes on down the ramp wearing a suit, his Worthy Legion toting not too far behind in Lashley and Paul “The Great” Wright. As the Legion gets ungodly heat and make their way down the ramp, they obviously draw the ire of Michaels, who stares them down. Jericho steps into the ring, title slung over his shoulder, while Lashley steps in with him, Wright, oddly, not stepping in, instead staying outside and apparently keeping watch should anyone come down the ramp while also possibly making sure Shawn Michaels doesn’t leave…

Chris Jericho:
Congratulations, Michaels. You are indeed the number one contender. Go ahead, please, don’t let me interrupt. Continue with the pandering charade. How does it go again? “H – B – K! H – B – K! H – B – K!”

~Jericho actually veers to his left and right pumping his fist in the air, mockingly trying to get the crowd pumped back up, which the smarky crowd isn’t buying at all, leaving Jericho to chant by himself, but he doesn’t seem to mind

Chris Jericho:
H – B – K! H – B – K. H…B…K.

~Jericho stops the hamminess and gets very much serious, now nose to nose with Michaels, the last chant getting him closer to Michaels’ face with each initial

Chris Jericho:
If there’s one thing that perturbs me more than these people flocking to unworthy people like mindless sheep is an unworthy person standing before me with something they don’t deserve.

~MAJOR heat for that

Chris Jericho:
Shawn Michaels…you don’t deserve to be in a ring with me. And you certainly don’t deserve to be the number one contender for my AOW Championship. Just in case all of you missed it last week, let me show you how Shawn Michaels was clearly ELIMINATED from the Lucky 13 Battle, then crawled back in like the worm he is –


Jericho turns our attention to the big “O” screen, displaying footage from the Lucky 13 Battle last week. Muhammad Hassan and CM Punk start causing a huge ruckus after Hassan locks in the Camel Clutch, every official surrounding the ring either dragging Hassan away or pulling Punk to his feet. With all that commotion going on, Samoa Joe clotheslining Shawn Michaels over the top rope is shown…but the video curiously cuts to static before we can see Michaels’ feet hit the floor. The video starts glitching and proceeds to show us Michaels falling just a little bit, but then completely goes all screwy before showing nothing but static and the screen going black before reverting to its default yin yang display. The look on Jericho’s face is one of a flabbergasted man, completely dumbfounded. The crowd is buzzing a good bit, not sure what to make of it, but Shawn Michaels just stands there with a look of false innocence, his hands behind his back…

Chris Jericho: (not into the microphone)
I had footage! Where’s my footage? Tell those monkeys backstage to get my footage!
~Jericho’s face is beet red at this point, as he says this right into the camera, presumably to the cameraman.

Shawn Michaels
:
Oh, how curious this is. But I wonder how this could have happened…??? I mean, it’s almost as if someone’s been in this business long enough to know when someone else is going to use video evidence against them.

~The crowd gets a laugh as we catch on to what Michaels is saying, who delivers those last lines almost robotic in innocence, but still overselling. Jericho, being the ‘Worthy Man’ he is, catches on just as well, getting a snarl on his face before slowly turning away from the blank screen back to Michaels’ face only see Michaels with his eyes to the sky and his hand on his chin in the classic thinkers pose.

Chris Jericho:
Oh, ha-ha, Michaels. Give’em a good laugh. Because it doesn’t matter what you find funny, I’ll just add ‘tampering with evidence’ to the list of atrocities you’ve done since coming to AOW. What else does that list include? Oh, that’s right. Putting a title shot in your contract and ‘screwing’ over Rob Van Dam.

~Jericho says this almost mockingly as well, getting into Michaels’ face once more, who goes from comical to very serious very quickly. The crowd doesn’t start chanting what they did a few weeks ago, instead, delivering more world-class heat to Jericho

Chris Jericho:
Let me give you a history lesson, Shawn. The very first episode of AOW Wednesday Night Oblivion. August 22, 2007 – the day wrestling changed forever. On that night, I was crowned the first and greatest ever AOW Heavyweight Champion. Do you remember how I won that title, Michaels? I do. I made you tap out.

~Jericho shadow pokes Michaels twice, one for each of the last two words

Chris Jericho:
You submitted to me, and from Day One, you have been beneath me. It ate at you so much considering in your contract at the time it stated if you didn’t win the title before the end of the year, you could no longer compete in this ring. From that very second, you were undisputedly unworthy.

~Even more heat towards Jericho trying to get into the stoic Michaels’ head now

Chris Jericho:
And every moment since, you have been alone, Michaels. You were supposed to be at the top, and you failed. And now, everyone knows your underhanded contract scheme and they hate you for it, Shawn. Didn’t you hear Samoa Joe a few weeks ago? You spit in the face of everybody in that locker room. And then you went and screwed Rob Van Dam, proving you would do whatever it took to selfishly get what you wanted. So between all those things, Michaels, it is safe to say you are completely and utterly…alone.

~Even more heat here, Michaels staying stoic, the crowd kicking back up into an “HBK! HBK! HBK!” chant


Shawn Michaels
:
That’s funny, Chris. It sure as hell doesn’t sound like I’m alone.

~Another pop, the chants getting louder, until…

Chris Jericho:
SILENCE, YOU SHEEP!!

~More major heat

Chris Jericho:
These people don’t know what they want! Two weeks ago, they were berating you with “YOU SCREWED ROB” chants, and now here they are, chanting your name!! These people need guidance, and guidance only I can offer! They are flakey and easily manipulated. They mean nothing.

~As if the heat couldn’t get any worse, it does. Perhaps the crowd isn’t reacting the way Jericho had anticipated…

Chris Jericho:
So just admit it to yourself, Michaels. You’ve alienated the locker room. You helped kill these people’s hero. And deep down, you’ve alienated these people too. You…are all…alone.

~Weaker, but still strong heat, as Jericho gets in Michaels’ face again, who has not changed expression since Jericho started talking. Jericho suddenly pulls away

Chris Jericho:
But see, Michaels, I’m a good and knowledgeable guy. I know you’re old and stubborn. I know you’re not gonna learn anything from me lecturing you here. It’s not gonna sink in until you experience the reality for yourself. But being the worthy man I am I’ve already arranged an offer for you.

~Michaels goes from stoic to intrigued

Chris Jericho:
That’s right, Michaels. You see, tonight someone is going to face my perfect warrior, Bobby Lashley. That someone is to be hand-picked by you. The challenge is, you have to go backstage and find someone who is willing to fight for you. And since you’re fond of loopholes, you can’t pick yourself. That would only prove just how selfish and conceded you are.

~Jericho pats Lashley on the shoulder, who looks at Michaels with a menacing glare

Shawn Michaels
:
I know you too well my now, Jericho. There’s a catch in there somewhere. And you’d better tell me what is really, really quickly. I’m not makin’ any more deals with you until you tell me the whole story, bub.

~Buzz

Chris Jericho:
Oh, it’s nothing really. The stipulation is simply if you can’t find anyone to wrestle in your name tonight…you lose your number one contendership. How’s that sound?

~A great deal of buzz surrounds this statement, Michaels falling back to being completely stoic, but very much thinking

Shawn Michaels
:
You really want me gone, don’t you?

~Jericho grins smugly, Michaels walking away from Jericho now

Shawn Michaels
:
Y’know what, Jericho? That’s fine with me. I can’t believe I’m actually saying this, but I’ll take that offer. Because I could kick that grin you’ve got on your face right now clean off, but I think I’ll get more of this thrill I’ve had the last week not by bein’ a Showstopper…but just by showin’ you up. You’re on.


While everyone is absorbing that confirmation, Jericho has a very victorious smirk on his face before finally stepping out of the ring, Lashley staying back to make sure Michaels stays put…which he does, still as a statue, but with a small smile of his own. Perhaps Michaels isn’t as screwed as Jericho thinks…?

Joey Styles:
Welcome to this edition of Wednesday Night Oblivion, ladies and gentlemen, where we just witnessed Shawn Michaels perhaps making yet another deal with the devil.

JBL:
When will Shawn Michaels learn? We get it, Shawn. Your career is on the line if you don’t win that title, but that’s no one’s fault but your own. An’ damn him for tampering with evidence! If AOW had any kind of justice system, Shawn Michaels would be thrown in an’ I’d lock away the key!

Joey Styles:
Oh, right, partner. You keep on that. But Shawn Michaels seemed to be, well, a few steps ahead of the proud mastermind in Jericho there. It didn’t look like Jericho’s words were piercing Michaels’ skin, he somehow intercepted the video Jericho wanted to use, and now it looks like Michaels doesn’t look at all like a nervous man after putting his title shot, and thus, career on the line just at the notion of finding someone to wrestle Bobby Lashley for him tonight.

JBL:
He’s not one-uppin’ Jericho, Joey. Chris Jericho is an infallible genius. He’s probably already taken into account th’ fact that Shawn Michaels is gettin’ overconfident with this; he’s lettin’ that huge ego of Michaels’ get in the way on purpose. He knows good an’ well that’s what would’ve gotten Michaels to accept an’ lose it all later t’night. You’ll see, Joey. The Worthy Champion will show how right he is when th’ time comes.

Joey Styles:
That may be the case, but we’ve got a full-on show for you tonight, folks. In addition to hoping we get to see a Shawn Michaels representative face Bobby Lashley, we have Ken Doan accepting a rematch challenge from Jack Evans, as well as Brent Albright from The Mercenaries taking matters into their own hands now and challenging CM Punk for that bounty on his head and the title shot, but speaking of title shots, look at this.

~Graphic appears on screen

JBL:
I cannot WAIT for the glory boys t’take what’s there’s Joey!

Joey Styles:
Well, they certainly think that way, as a match that was not scheduled to happen until the Very Merry War Supershow in three weeks will happen tonight in the AOW Tag Team Championships being defended against the number one contenders, American Made. Nick Nameth and Jack Hagar promised the gold would go around their waists, but the team they disrespect so very much in the champion World’s Greatest Tag Team is more than adamant that they will never touch the titles. Who will walk away with the gold? That’s later on tonight.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**



We return from the break and are immediately greeted with the sound of “MISERE CANTARE – THE BEGINNING”, as CM Punk comes out to the stage and down the ramp to a very nice ovation, still in possession of the $50,000 briefcase given to him by Lance Storm. He hoists it high for all to see before tucking it by the timekeeper and playing to the crowd a little bit.

“WELCOME TO WHITECHAPEL” looms over the system now, as Brent Albright comes through the signature red curtain and to the stage, but he’s not wearing his team’s signature tattered jacket. Instead, Albright is just in his wrestling tights, Paul Burchill alongside him at the stage. When Albright pumps himself up, Burchill looks at him and the two nod at each other before Burchill goes back through the curtain to the back, leaving his apprentice to go for it alone.

OPENING CONTEST
~Muhammad Hassan Bounty Challenge~
CM Punk
v.
Brent Albright


The two former OVW standouts circle one another for a moment before locking horns, Albright showing intensity early by forcing Punk back against the ropes. As the ref already counts down to tell Albright to get off, Albright slowly backs away with his arms raised before taking it back to the center ring. Punk looks at Albright, surprised already by the aggressive nature of his opponent, but throws it aside as he executes another lock-up with Albright, but Burchill’s apprentice comes out on top again, forcing Punk into a corner this time and forcing the referee to begin the count. Albright once again backs away, but this time, he SLAPS Punk across the chest on his way out, forcing Punk to reel back into the corner and clutch his chest. Albright doesn’t let his eyes off Punk as he backs towards the center of the ring, his methodical mentor’s mind trick teachings obviously on display early.

Punk may be a bit taken aback by the early show, but he shows Albright isn’t in his head, stepping forward once more and executing a third lock-up, finally coming out on top by wrenching a headlock on Albright. But Albright quickly counters the straight-edge competitor, forcing the hold off when he wrenches Punk’s arm into a hammerlock that quickly becomes an Albright headlock. Albright digs his forearms into the sides of Punk’s head, Punk struggling for a way to get out of it, eventually backing up against the ropes and flinging Albright across. On the rebound, Punk dodges an Albright clothesline and turns it into hip toss, but Albright is quick to recoil to his feet, surprising the charging Punk with a headlock takeover, once again trapping Punk at Albright’s mercy.

Punk stays locked in the headlock takeover for a while, trying to force his arm up and search for a way out. Punk gets too close to the canvas, however, prompting the referee to begin a count – 1…2…NO! Punk realizes his danger and pulls the shoulder up, continually searching for a way to his feet, eventually finding it in him to start pounding Albright in the face to break the hold, which Albright seems to refuse to. Punk is able to battle back to his feet and attempts to counter the hold with a backdrop, but Albright rolls through and keeps the wrenching hold on, completely focused on wearing Punk down here, Punk again in the grounded headlock. His shoulder again wanders too close to the canvas – 1…2…NO! Punk has to keep his head in the game. Punk finally swings his legs over and catches Albright in the headscissors finally breaking the headlock.

Both men make it back to their feet, only for Albright to once again get Punk in the headlock, but Punk is quick to try and get out of it this time, socking Albright in the ribs repeatedly before breaking the hold and forcing Albright now into a corner, forcing the ref to get him to back away. Punk does so with a competitive glare, but as he backs away, he delivers a double dose of SLAPS to Albright’s chest in a bit of one-upsmanship payback from just moments ago. Albright blindly rushes out of the corner at this, leading to Punk executing a drop toehold on Albright and quickly goes for his head now, getting him in a grounded headlock. Albright struggles to find a way out, but counts by rolling over and getting Punk’s shoulders on the mat – 1…2…NO!! Punk rolls back over, the headlock still wrenched in tight. The grappling chess game continues, as Albright pulls himself to his feet now and backs Punk against the ropes to fling him off across the ring, Punk connecting with the shoulder block. Punk rebounds off the ropes again and expects Albright to flop onto his stomach in the elementary exchange, but instead, Albright rolls right under Punk’s feet, forcing Punk into a modified drop toehold that prompts Albright to jump back on him in and put him in a front headlock this time.

Albright beyond adamant about keeping Punk from getting any room here, but Punk starts fighting back from his knees in this position, forcibly causing he and Albright to steadily climb back to their feet. Albright’s still got the front headlock synched in, making it nearly a standing choke, Punk keeping the fight, but Albright stuns him and all in attendance by suddenly unleashing a DDT that drives Punk’s head in the canvas. Albright with the first authoritative cover of the contest – 1…2…3-NO! Punk throws a shoulder up, but clearly Albright is in control. Albright now brings Punk to his feet and quickly puts him back down with a snap suplex that nets him another pin attempt – 1…2…NO! Punk quicker to the kickout this time.

Albright drags Punk to his feet, but Punk springs to life, breaking Albright’s clutches, and starts firing right hands before landing another pair of SLAPS that are followed immediately by a vicious backhand chop to the neck. This sends Albright reeling and falling in order to roll under the bottom rope and to the outside, possibly to reassess things. Punk gives Albright absolutely no time to think things over, waiting for the Shooter to turn around and meet a suicide dive that puts both men down!! Albright collapses under Punk’s thrown body, but Punk lands in a safe position, getting to his feet quickly and exalting with the crowd, and with the change of momentum, we quickly cut away.


COMMERCIAL BREAK


Upon our return to the opening contest, Punk and Albright are still on the outside where we last left them, both men now exchanging hard rights and lefts, neither man able to gain an advantage. Albright starts pulling away, forcing Punk over to the steel rings steps before kneeing him in the gut and forcing him over before lifting him over his head and dropping him ribs first on the steel steps! The steps don’t seem to budge, leaving Punk to only roll away in pain. Albright then rolls in the ring and rolls back out to break the referee’s count, only to grab hold of Punk and try to do the same thing but on the announcer’s table, but Punk is able to wiggle out of the grasp and turns Albright around with a hard CHOP(Wooooo!) Albright is still on his tail, so another CHOP(Wooooo!) ensues before Punk takes Albright up and drops him rib first on the announce table! More payback for Punk, as Albright writhes and clutches his ribs for a moment.

Punk makes it over to the ring lip with the referee spending much more time admonishing both men than actually counting out, only reaching a count of 3 here. Punk grips at his midsection as he climbs up the ropes to the apron, but Albright is quick to leap on there with him, sparking a back and forth brawl on the apron! Punk knocks Albright in the head with a right hand, Albright responding with a CHOP(Wooooo!) of his own. The two go back and forth with fists and CHOPS(Wooooo!) until Albright begins to pull away with one last CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends Punk off a little, but only before he roars back with a roundhouse to the temple…THAT FLIPS ALBRIGHT INSIDE!! Albright goes head over heels into the ring, forcing Albright to flop around for a second while Punk recuperates and steps back in, Albright heading towards a corner to recover.

As he does, Punk gives him no time to breathe, launching himself at him – high running knee, Punk pointing out and grabbing Albright’s head…bulldog! The combo is completed! Punk now goes for a big cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Albright throws the shoulder up, but he’s not fully recovered from Punk’s high-impact offense so far, shaking the cobwebs out of his head. As he does so, Punk ventures over to the apron once more and waits for Albright to get to his feet…springboard clothesline…CROWBAR!! CROWBAR!! Albright catches Punk in his finishing fujiwara armbar, the momentum suddenly shifting!! Punk is trying to desperately find a way out of his sudden predicament, crawling on his belly to try and get to a rope. Albright continues to put as much strain on the arm as he possibly can, forcing Punk to stop momentarily to yell in agony. The crowd is solidly behind Punk, giving him all the energy he needs to roll through the hold and get back to his feet, but Albright still has a death grip on the arm, pulling the now vertical Punk into a beheading short-arm clothesline. Punk explodes back to the canvas, Albright covering – 1…2…3-NO!! Punk rolls his targeted shoulder forcing more pain on it.

Albright takes heavy note of this, immediately going to Punk’s weakened right arm, holding it steady and dropping several repeat knees on it. As Punk screams in pain, Albright drags him to his feet and wrenches the arm, causing Punk to fall to a knee, before veering behind Punk, looking to set up a half-nelson suplex. Punk shows some of his resolve and starts delivering hard elbows to Albright’s temple with his good arm. Punk has Albright softened up enough to bring him out from behind with a one-handed snapmare, following that with a kick to the spine! The SMACK is hears around the arena, Punk now leaping on a potential reversal of fortunes, forcing Albright flat – 1…2…3-NO!! Albright doesn’t go down so easily, Punk now following up with anything, opting instead to shake some feeling back into his weakened arm.

Albright slowly starts making it back to his feet, Punk greeting him with several kicks to the midsection, grimacing with each one, as his arm starts acting up. He goes for one last decapitating roundhouse, but Albright ducks underneath and causes Punk to swing all the way around, Albright clutching Punk…HALF-NELSON SUPLEX!! Punk goes flipping into a flapjack, his legs hitting the canvas first, but he sells it like his still tender ribs hit the canvas first, now rolling around and clutching those, too. Albright doesn’t waste any time, jumping on Punk here – 1…2…3-NO!! Punk still has something in him!

Whatever that something is, Albright starts to stomp it out of him, delivering a knee drop onto Punk’s weak arm before laying some boots into both it and his rib area. Albright then gets a near rabid look in his eyes, looking almost deranged now, as he stands Punk up and gets Punk in the hammerlock/chickenwing position…AND STARTS DRILLING PUNK IN THE TEMPLE WITH REPEATED KNEES!! Punk’s body nearly goes limp, from the repeat harsh blows, his hair selling the hits very well for him, but Punk starts resisting and gets a burst of life, twisting and undoing his tied up position before forcing Albright over and getting the double underhooks on him…double underhook backbreaker!! Punk flips Albright over to contort his spine, but Punk is obviously out of it! He takes a moment or two to recover before shooting the half and rolling Albright’s body over – 1…2…3…NO!!! ALBRIGHT KEEPS IT GOING NOW!!

Albright shows some guts there, as Punk grips his hurting parts and tries to drag Albright back to his feet, but it’s Albright’s turn to get a burst of life, once again wrapping Punk up and looking for the knee strikes, but Punk fights his way out of the struggle before leading Albright onto his shoulders, looking for the GTS…but Albright starts wiggling while up high…AND FALLS INTO A CROWBAR!! Albright crunches onto Punk’s hurt arm from his elevated perch in to his finishing armbar, Punk now dead center of the ring and nowhere to go. He’s not sure how much more pain he can take in that arm, but his flailing suggests that it’s not very long, as Albright keeps the hold and sells the intensity, even vocally telling Punk to “tap and hand the money over.” But Punk still fights and tries to crawl, but Albright’s worn him down far too much move a whole lot. Punk then starts tinkering, getting on his knees and rolling around and through once again, this time staying with Albright…as he TWISTS THE CROWBAR INTO THE ANACONDA VICE!! ANACONDA VICE!! Punk stars exalting in adrenaline now, Albright completely at the mercy of Punk’s hold here. Albright is thrashing around for a moment before Punk keeps the hold locked in tight, not enabling Albright to move anywhere…AND HE TAPS!! ALBRIGHT TAPS!!

Winner: CM Punk at (12:30)

Punk is handed his briefcase by the timekeeper, but he’s having to lean in a corner to receive it, his right arm still in excruciating pain, while his left arm is gripping his midsection that’s still feeling the match. Punk takes his unhurt arm and takes the briefcase and raises it high for all to see before curiously drifting back towards the center of the ring.


Joey Styles:
And for the third week in a row, Muhammad Hassan’s ploy to get his money back from CM Punk fails, as Punk notches yet another win in his belt en route to getting his hands on that Dynasty Championship.

JBL:
Muhammad Hassan said that CM Punk would never touch the Dynasty title ever again, an’ I sure as hell believe he’s a man of his word. Yeah, I’ll give it to Punk for hangin’ in there, an’ he got the win, I can’t take that away from him, but we all know who was the better man in that ring tonight.

Joey Styles:
Well, it was quite clearly CM Pu –

JBL:
Brent Albright. Punk might still have his money, he might still have his pride, but what he’s got now is an even bigger target on his back for whoever’s gonna be the next bounty hunter in line. Albright beat him to a pulp an’ exposed his weaknesses.

Joey Styles:
Well, not to take anything away from Brent Albright either, a very, very impressive display by the rookie but…what’s this?


What’s Joey’s referring to is when he sees a neck-gripping Alright, who brings himself to his feet…before extending his hand to Punk. Punk stares at it for a second then back to Albright, who stands stonefaced and looking him in the eye. Punk takes another moment before looking suspicious…and shaking Albright’s hand! The crowd applauses for the possible sign of sportsmanship, but neither Punk nor Albright have very friendly gazes, Albright’s being intense and Punk’s being very confused. Punk walks out of the ring now, making sure to never turn his back towards Albright as he coasts back up the ramp.


~Backstage, watching a television…


We immediately cut to a scene in the back, where we see both AOW Dynasty Champion Muhammad Hassan and Albright’s mentor and tag team partner, Paul Burchill, once again. Hassan is staring at the screen with a look that spells both relief and disappointment, while Burchill’s face has a devilish smirk on it.


Hassan:
And what are you so happy about? CM Punk still has my money!

Burchill:
Your anger blinds you, Hassan. We gained something tonight.

Hassan:
What would that be?

Burchill:
Brent Albright just proved he’s almost as destructive a force as me. Look at that. CM Punk is walking away with the money, but the bloke’s crippled. Brent even faked a sign of respect, just like I taught him. That’s my boy.

~As Burchill proudly looks at his apprentice’s work on the screen, Hassan becomes distracted by someone entering their scene. Burchill soon takes notices of him, as he walks in front of the television screen. It’s another man dressed in a nice suit with a clipboard, very similar to the ones that have been lurking around Hassan the last few weeks…

Hassan:
Oh, don’t tell me. You’re from the bank too?

~The man doesn’t even say a word, simply nodding his head

Hassan:
I signed a transaction form weeks ago. Then, I signed a transaction form a week after that. There’s no way I asked for this many transaction forms!

~The man unclips the papers from the clipboard

Man in Suit:
Well, Mr. Hassan, this isn’t a transaction form. This is simply a statement form you also requested telling you how much of your funds are left after your repeated transactions.

~Hassan snatches the form out of the man, staring at it blankly before his eyes somewhat go wide

Burchill:
Let me take a look at that –

~Hassan pulls the sheet to his chest and stares at Burchill that says ‘back off’…

Hassan:
This doesn't concern you

~Burchill stares smugly at Hassan before walking off and Hassan turns all his tensions towards the bank man

Hassan:
Thank you. Now get the hell out of here. And schedule me a meeting with your manager as soon as possible.

Man in Suit:
Yes sir.

~The man in the suit exits the frame, while Hassan is left to look at his bank statement with an even more bitter expression than we’re used to as we fade away…


…to another backstage area, where we see American Made standing before the Samoan Fight Club. The camera is peeking through an open door, able to get some audio on the private conversation…


Nameth:
…that’s all. And then we promise – the second we get those titles, you guys are next in line.

Siaki:
Damn right you guys will. We’ve been waitin’ a whole month to hear you say that.

~Siaki shakes Nameth’s hand as we stay locked on the scene

Joey Styles:
Is this more shady dealings with the Samoan Fight Cub on behalf of Nick Nameth and Jack Hagar? Whatever it may be, coming up next, we’ve got the World’s Greatest Tag Team defending their AOW Tag Team Championships against two of those very men, their #1 Contenders, American Made!! Will we crown new champions? Find out NEXT!!


Quote:
**Video Package**

We’re brought to the scene of a gorgeous beach, waves crashing in and out along the shore. It seems to be early morning, the sun just beginning to peek over the clouds. Playing over this scene is a very tropical, Hispanic beat, but it’s not too upbeat. We go to another scene along the beach getting a great shot of the skyline of what looks like a city on the coast. We see a building that’s flying what looks to be the Puerto Rican flag before we return to the beach scene where we see there is a figure in a lounge chair on the sands, simply sitting back underneath an umbrella. We get closer to the individual, but we cannot see his face, only his hand which is holding a cigar. The man is, oddly, wearing a very nice jacket while lounging on the beach. He reaches in said jacket and pulls out an American half-dollar coin, flipping it in the air…

As he does so, the tropical backdrop seems to fade into a solid black background, the tropical music getting even slower as the coin is seen falling in slow motion, slowly descending towards a now abyss backdrop. As the coin spins beautifully, we get an underneath shot of it before the coin hits a clear floor, possibly plastic or just glass. The coin flips over itself on the inertia of finally hitting the ground. But as soon as it stops it’s teetering, we don’t even get to see which side it landed on. The screen goes dark, the tropical music completely stops, leaving the only sound we hear being the crashing waves on the shore with only three new words appearing on the screen –

“QUE ESTA BIEN…?”

**End Package**

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


We return and are still backstage, where Michaels appears, trekking through the hallways. Michaels doesn’t appear to be looking for anyone in general, just somewhat frantically looking around before The Miz pops up at his side

The Miz:
Interview extraordinaire Mike “The Miz” Mizanin here, standing alongside the man who will be unceremoniously STRIPPED of his #1 contendership, the Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels!

~Michaels doesn’t seem to pay Miz any mind

The Miz:
Hey, Michaels! You know Chris Jericho was absolutely right? You’ve alienated yourself and I can bet there’s no one back there whose willing to fight for you tonight. What are your thoughts on losing your coveted contendership AND eventually your career?

~Michaels continues to pay Miz no mind, but Miz keeps following him

The Miz:
You know this could be the last interview of your career, Shawn?

~Michaels continues to ignore him, keeping on going through the hall

The Miz:
I mean, if you can find anybody, Shawn, just let me know, because I would LOVE to do that interview. We’ll call it “The Invisible Man”…!

Shawn Michaels:
QUIET!

~HBK roars at Miz, Miz immediately going from cocky with zeal to nearly shitting his pants. Michaels has stopped moving and appears to be in front of a door that he puts his ear to. Miz soon follows suit

Shawn Michaels
:
Someone’s in here!

The Miz:
But…I don’t hear anything.

~Michaels doesn’t pay him mind again, twisting the doorknob and opening the door, but we don’t get to peek at what’s inside.

Shawn Michaels:

AAAAAHHHH!!

The Miz:
AAAAHHH!

~Miz doesn’t actually see anything, because as soon as Michaels screams in false terror, Miz hits the deck. Michaels smirks before he proceeds to stick his head in the door, then pull back out

Shawn Michaels
:
Say, Miz, the guy in here says he’d be more than willing to fight for me tonight!

The Miz:
He…he does?

Shawn Michaels:
Yeah, why don’t you come interview him?

~Miz rises out of his fetal position on the floor and brings his microphone to the opening…which we then see is nothing more than an empty broom closet

The Miz:
There’s no one in here…!!


As soon as Miz solves the mystery, Michaels shoves him into the closet before shutting the door on him. Miz yelps in struggle before Michaels leans on the door. As that happens, an elderly looking man in a janitor’s outfit passes by Michaels

Shawn Michaels:
Hey! I think there’s a lot of equipment bangin’ around in here. Could you lock it tight for me?


The janitor nods his head before pulling out the cliché janitor’s huge chain o’keys, before effortlessly picks out the right one and locks the door, leaving Miz to be heard kicking and struggling on the inside.

Shawn Michaels
:
Thank you, my good man!

~Michaels salutes the old man, who tips his cap back and walks away, giving the crowd a hearty laugh and giving Michaels the peace he needs to keep looking around for someone. We can hear Miz shouting now as Michaels walks away with a purpose.


~Back at ringside…



Joey Styles:
Shawn Michaels finding a way for someone to FINALLY silence The Miz as he goes on the pursuit of someone who will be willing to fight for him later on tonight.

JBL:
YES!! Finally, someone shut that damn mouth of Miz’s! Interview that, ya bimbo!

Tony Chimel:
The following contest is scheduled for one fall…and it is for the AOW TAG TEAM CHAMP-IONSHIIIPPPS!!!


JBL’s somewhat bullying celebration is cut off by Chimel, as well as when we hear “WORLD’S GREATEST” chime out over the sound system, as AOW Tag Team Champions Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin make their way to the ring for their third title defense. Both men are in matching red and white tights, but as they march proudly to the ring, they’re suddenly ambushed from behind by the Samoan Fight Club!!

The crowd deflates as Benjamin and Haas fall and roll down to the end of the ramp, dropping their titles out of their hands, while Siaki and Manu begin stomping and pounding on both men. Siaki starts to direct traffic here, as he takes the battered Haas and whips him into the steel ring steps, but Haas doesn’t displace the steel. Instead, he collapses and grips his lower back in pain, only for Manu to take Shelton Benjamin and whip him onto the prone Haas, now displacing the steps!! Benjamin falls over Haas and the steps, while Haas slumps forward to show the pain of being sandwiched between his tag team partner and the steel.

But the Fight Club doesn’t look to be done. Siaki takes the flung out Benjamin and looks to try and whip him into the steel post, but Benjamin shows a little bit of fight, throwing some hard right hands at Siaki! But Siaki soon overwhelms the weakened Benjamin with a hard knee to the gut before taking him and finishing his goal, shoving Benjamin face-first into the steel ring post! As Benjamin falls, Manu takes Charlie Haas and BACKDROPS HIM ON THE DISPLACED STEPS!! Haas’ spine is destroyed on impact, sending the former All-American rolling in pain.

Siaki and Manu take the champs and roll them into the ring now, soon following them and lifting both men up, draping them across their chests in powerslam positions…before running at each other and crashing together the bodies of Benjamin and Haas!! The tag champs again yell in pain, but Siaki and Manu both still have the their victims across their chests…powerslams!! Simultaneous powerslams to the champs after squishing them together! Siaki then points towards Manu and motions for him to go high, Siaki dragging Benjamin’s body near a turnbuckle. Manu also drags Haas’ limp body near a corner, both Siaki and Manu soon escalating to the top rope, the audience knowing what’s coming…SAMOAN SPLASHES!! DOUBLE SAMOAN SPLASHES TO THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!! Siaki and Manu both roar as they get to their feet, exiting the ring and going back up the ramp overseeing the damage they’ve done here.


Joey Styles:
What in the hell…? The Samoan Fight Club comes out here and demolishes the World’s Greatest Tag Team right before their title defense! What the hell is the meaning of this? Those reasonless monsters just attack anyone they want!!

JBL:
They do what they want, when they want, Joey. I’ve heard’em say that before, but I never thought even they’d take it this far.

Joey Styles:
But…but do we still have a championship match? Can these two even compete now? There’s no way this can happen…


…but it gets worse. “WE AS AMERICANS” soon booms over the sound system, as American Made now take their time in cocky fashion on down the ramp, meeting the Samoan Fight Club halfway down and patting them on the back. The Fight Club just stare them down before walking on up the ramp, AM making it to the base of the ramp and picking up the dropped tag team titles before getting some pep in their step and sliding into the rings with them, handing them to the referee, who takes the titles. Nameth is ordering the referee to raise the titles in the air and ring the bell, which hasn’t officially rung yet. This is STILL a Tag Team Championship match!!

The referee has his hands tied, waiting until Benjamin and Haas start stirring more, as they’re both clutching to ring ropes to try and get to their feet. The referee goes to Benjamin and asks if he’s in any condition to compete, Benjamin grimacing then saying “yes”. The referee then goes to Haas and asks him the same thing as he pulls himself almost completely up, Haas telling the ref to “ring the damn bell”. The fighting champs are gonna do it it seems!! Nameth and Hagar are about ready to jump on their opponents, but the ref is telling them they have to wait until both men get to their feet. Benjamin and Haas finally get to their feet after having to scratch and claw just to get there, albeit in opposite corners, the referee shrugging his shoulders and ordering for the bell to ring.

~AOW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS~
World’s Greatest Tag Team(c)
v.
American Made


The second Haas and Benjamin are vertical and the ref rings the bell, Hagar goes into Haas’ corner and throws him over the top rope to the floor, while stepping out onto the apron himself to appease the referee. Nameth then goes over to the destroyed and barely standing Benjamin, who drops to his knees and flat on his face in front of Nameth. The crowd is hot on AM’s case right now, no one wanting it to end like this, as Nameth shoots the half and tries to push over the dead weight of Benjamin before he finally does, hooking a leg and kicking his legs in excitement, already able to taste the gold…!!

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3…!!!


NO!!!

BENJAMIN KICKS OUT!! BENJAMIN KICKS OUT!! WHAT IN THE HELL?!? The crowd ignites, as things aren’t as over as they looked! Nameth runs his fingers through his bleached blonde hair, a frantic look of horror plastered on his face. He looks at the referee and shouts at him for a moment before going into his corner and tagging in Hagar, both men going over to the still downed Benjamin and appear to set him up for the powerbomb/neckbreaker combo known as the Patriot Act, but as they lift Benjamin high, Charlie Haas re-enters the frame, delivering a chop block to Swagger, forcing him to drop Benjamin’s body from the powerbomb position.

With Nameth only holding the head and neck of Benjamin, Benji is able to elbow him off before delivering a hard forearm to him and forcing him away and near his partner. As both Hagar and Nameth get to their feet, they, and all in attendance, are surprised when the champs nail SIMULTANIOUS DROPKICKS, sending their plotting challengers to roll outside the ring to re-think their entire plan. Benjamin and Haas, however, don’t immediately get up from their dropkicks, as the damage the Fight Club dished out is still very much affecting them, the team having to use each other as crutches to slowly get to their feet, the crowd building a crescendo in pop the closer they get there. They finally get vertical, leading to a huge pop, both men signaling for their challengers to get back in the ring and do this, while Nameth and Hagar can only look up in possible fear while leaning against the barricade at what they may have gotten themselves into.


Joey Styles:
I don’t think American Made were even prepared to have a match at all, but now they see what the Heart of a Champion looks like!

JBL:
American Made looks like they’ve seen zombies rise from th’ grave! An’ I don’t blame’em! There’s no way this should be happenin’!

Joey Styles:
But it’s gonna! American Made can’t back out now – everybody’s on their feet, the ref’s rung the bell, this is an official match! Will heart and respect or underhanded assaults walk away victorious here? The gold is on the line!


COMMERCIAL BREAK



As we’re back from the break, we can see that the World’s Greatest still haven’t fully recovered from their pre-match blows, as Charlie Haas looks to be in control of Hagar, but Hagar quickly stops Haas from gathering anything by delivering a stiff and blatant shot to Haas’ softened back. Hagar then wraps himself around Haas’ waist, lifting him up…into a bearhug!! Haas’ decimated lower back is seriously put to the test here, as he yells out in pain and for Benjamin to help him out. His equally damaged partner is reaching, doing his best to try and get the tag, but they’re so far apart. Haas starts delivering elbows to Hagar’s head, but Hagar simply readjusts and clinches the hold tighter, stirring the pain up once more for Haas. Haas stays in the hold for several more excruciating seconds before he starts putting his weight forward and pushing towards his corner, Hagar being forced to backpedal. Benjamin is reaching out as far as he can to get to his partner, but still far too far. The bearhug inches closer and closer to the champion corner, however, the crowd trying to get Haas out of this mess. Just when they seem like a fingertip away…Hagar dashes forward and drives Haas’ spine into the AM corner’s ring post!!

Nameth smiles and says ‘nice’ before leaning away as Hagar isn’t done. He backpedals again, Haas still in his clutches and drives the back into the iron post a second time! This time, Hagar pins Haas’ body between his own and the ring post, Nameth grabbing the tag rope and tagging Hagar on his back, becoming the legal man. Nameth doesn’t step in, instead standing on the middle rope on the apron, grabbing the back of Haas’ head. Hagar keeps Haas’ body pinned up for a second until his partner leaps…springboard facebuster!! Haas’ body bounces up on the impact, Nameth scooting back on his ass and turning Haas over –

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2…


3-NO!!


Haas stays live!! Nicky then takes Haas and snapmares him right back over, driving a duet of knees into Haas’ weak back before grabbing hold of his head and flipping over with the neck snap!! Haas whiplashes violently back down to the canvas, while Nameth lands on his behind once more, but spins onto one knee before slicking his hair back and opening his arms towards the crowd, garnering some very cocky heat. Hagar then gets to his feet to drag Haas a little closer to center ring before pumping an elbow up and screaming “AMERICA!!” and leaping up with a vertical leap elbow drop, driving the joint into Haas’ sternum and staying there for another cover –

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2…


3-NO!!


Haas gets out of that one too, prompting Nameth to float over Haas’ body and tag back in Hagar, who proceeds to grab hold of Haas’ arms while Nameth grabs hold of his legs. The two appear to mentally count before they pull up and execute a two-man freefall drop!! Haas lands squarely on his back, sending him writhing now, Hagar pulling him away from the ropes for another cover –

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3-NO!!

Again, Haas shows some resolve! Hagar gets a little noticeably irritated at this, taking Haas by his hair and forcing him to his feet before picking him up, walking over to an empty corner, then scoop slamming him. Haas again tends to his back, as Hagar starts taking several steps back into the opposite empty corner. He looks and even points at Benjamin and flashes a swagger-filled grin before he rushes looking for the Hagarbomb…Haas gets the knees up!! Hagar’s guts get impaled, as this could be the breath of life the champions desperately need! Haas doesn’t get up immediately from the counter, still tending to his back as he gradually does. Hagar gets to his feet as well, blindly rushing at Haas, who counters that with a one-man flapjack!! Hagar’s face gets planted, as Haas grimaces once more, getting to one knee. He tends to his back and inches closer and closer to his corner, where Benjamin is extending…HE GOT IT!! BENJAMIN FINALLY TAGS IN!!

Benjamin storms in, but as he does, so does Nameth, who gets greeted with a running clothesline. Hagar is to his feet now, only to get hit by another clothesline. Nameth comes back after Benjamin, only to be whipped into the opposite ropes and lifted for a back body drop! Nameth rolls out of the ring, but as Benjamin starts catching fire, Hagar reminds him he’s injured by catching him off guard and shooting on his legs, only to get to his side…gutwrench suplex!! Benjamin’s wear and tear start to show now, as Hagar tries for a cover here –

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3-NO!!


Benjamin manages to keep the titles where they are! Hagar takes Benjamin now and starts clubbing away at his back, hoping to possibly open up another spot like Haas’. After several blows, he brings Benjamin all the way up and swiftly brings him up and over with a drop suplex, another pin attempt –

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2…


NO!

Benjamin keeps the fight alive, forcing Hagar to drag him to his feet, but as he does so, Benjamin starts fighting back, delivering hard shots to Hagar’s midsection before rebounding off the ropes behind him and rushing full tilt back at Hagar – belly to belly suplex from Hagar!! Benjamin goes flipping all the way over, taking away all wind from them again! Benjamin is close to some ropes, so Hagar starts dragging him to the center of the ring, but then decides to change direction and drag him to an empty corner. Hagar then tags in Nameth, Hagar rushing to the opposite corner and successfully hitting the Hagarbomb! But immediately following that, Nameth rushes behind, lifts himself off the middle rope – low angle elbow drop!! Nameth again pulls Benjamin away with the cover –

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3-NO!!

BENJAMIN STAYS ALIVE!! Nameth starts pounding the mat in frustration, looking at the referee like he’s about to cry, wailing about that being three. The ref disagrees and nearly causes the tantrum-throwing challenger to shit his diaper, Nameth now covering Benjamin again –

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2…


NO!

Benjamin kicks out again, prompting Nameth to grab at his hair once more, furious at the fact that he’s not a champion by now. Benjamin gets to his feet, only to be greeted by Nameth rushing at him. Benjamin sidesteps and sends Nameth’s head crashing against the steel post, getting Benjamin to catch Nameth from behind with a school-boy –

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NO!!


The first pin attempt from the WGTT all night comes up short, but both men get back up, Benjamin catching Nameth again, this time in a small package –

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3-NO!!

A closer one that time, but Nameth unhinges it, getting both men back to their fee, where Benjamin quickly catches Nameth from behind, driving him into the ropes, then back for a victory roll –

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3-NO!!


Benjamin falls short for a third time, trying to end this match as quick as possible for he and his hurt partner. Both men get back to their feet, but Benjamin is feeling the heightened pace drain his already depleted stamina, giving Nameth time to grab Benjamin in a sleeper hold!! Nameth has the hold wrapped on tight, Benjamin trying to stay awake and in this thing. Nameth then jumps on the back of Benjamin and wraps his legs around him, putting more weight and forcing more of Benjamin, who soon falls to the canvas, Nameth keeping the sleeper and bodyscissors locked in. Benjamin begins to quickly fade, Nameth ordering the referee to end it now. As the ref gets low to check Benji, he takes Benjamin’s wrist and proceeds to lift it and watch it drop…

…1!!



…2!!



3-NO!!

BENJAMIN STOPS HIS ARM!! Benji gets new life in him as the crowd surges behind him, as he gets to his feet. He’s still got Nameth on his back, but Benjamin is able to reach back and sling him over, but it causes him to stumble a bit, but he does so towards his corner, tagging in Charlie Haas!! Haas steps in, but Hagar sees this and is quickly after Haas now, who takes the larger Hagar and guides him right over the top rope to the floor!! As Nameth gets to his feet, Haas meets him with a European uppercut before kneeing him in the gut and hanging Nameth up on the rope, only for the recovering Benjamin to rebound off the ropes, leapfrog over Haas and guillotine Nameth’s body!! Nameth goes down hard, Benjamin stepping back out, and Haas getting the champs their first definitive cover –

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HAGAR PUTS NAMETH’S FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!

The still in-this Hagar foils the attempt, as the referee stops the count to acknowledge the rope break. Haas’ face tell the story of frustration, gripping his back in pain and still having to keep the match going. While JBL shuns Haas for looking that way (“Don’t get mad, Charlie! This is what you agreed to!”), Hagar’s presence draws the attention of Benjamin, who looks to eliminate Hagar by chasing after him and trying for a diving reverse elbow…NOBODY HOME!! Hagar rushes out of the way, leaving Benjamin to go from the apron to the outside and crash into the barricade, spine first. As the referee peers through the ropes to see if Benjamin is okay, Hagar sneaks back in the ring, nailing Haas in the spine once more, darting behind him…RED, WHITE, AND BLUE THUNDERBOMB!! The spinout powerbomb has Haas planted, but Nameth is still recovering from his tag team hit. Hagar quickly gets out of the ring and to his apron as the ref turns around, Nameth crawling on his hands to get to Haas and throws his body on Haas’ with one final lunge –

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{HAAS GETS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES!!}


3…!!!


THE REFEREE DIDN’T SEE IT!!!

Winners and NEW AOW Tag Team Champions: American Made at (14:10)


Joey Styles:
Wait a minute!! That’s a travesty!! Charlie Haas’ foot was clearly on the ropes!!

JBL:
SHUT UP, JOEY!! Sit down an’ celebrate like it’s the Fourth of July!! New champions!! New, smart, cunning, dashing, and All-American CHAMPIONS!!

Joey Styles:
No, not this way. Please, tell me not this way…


Hagar grabs Nameth and brings him to his feet, both men on the verge of tears as though they deserved this win. Benjamin is on the outside begging with the referee to look at Haas, but the ref is busy taking the titles and handing them to AM, who hoist them high and tearfully embrace with them. While they do that, the ref is taking Benjamin’s word and taking a look at Charlie Haas…then realizes he made a mistake!! Goose Mahoney’s made a mistake!! He sees his err and quickly SNATCHES the titles from the hands of Nameth and Hagar, giving them back to the timekeeper.

{His foot was on the ropes, the match is still going. Restart the match!}

THE REF CALLS FOR THE BELL AS HAGAR AND NAMETH (and JBL) LOSE THEIR MINDS!! WE’RE RESTARTING!!

RESTARTED MATCH

~AOW Tag Team Championships~
World’s Greatest Tag Team(c)
v.
American Made


Nameth and Hagar are doing their best to argue with Mahoney, but he’s not budging on these grounds, telling the false champions that one of them has to leave the ring. Hagar starts to concede, pulling away the hot-headed Nameth, but to no avail, as Nameth shrugs (throws) Hagar off of him, getting beet-faced and in Mahoney’s face, the man in stripes refusing to give the titles back. While all that’s going on, Shelton Benjamin has entered the fray and throws a kick towards Nameth, but the hot-blooded blonde catches it, only for Benjamin to hit the Dragon Whip…on Hagar!! Nameth ducks and the move inadvertently hits Hagar!! Jack goes rolling out of the ring, while Nameth sneaks away and behind Benjamin, only to be hit…WITH A CHARLIE HAAS SUPERKICK!!! Haas falls from his off balance and hits the canvas, but Nameth falls right into the arms of a waiting Benjamin…EXPLODER SUPLEX!! EXPLODER SUPLEX!! Benjamin hooks Nameth’s legs with both legs and one arm, as the ref gets to it –

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Winners and STILL AOW Tag Team Champions: The World’s Greatest Tag Team at (15:01)

And just like that, they retain the titles!! Benjamin rolls off of Nameth’s body and goes over to the exhausted and apron-hanging Haas, pulling him to his feet. Mahoney then hands the titles over to the rightful champions, who hoist them high, but can’t do so for long, as their backs start hurting again. Both men even drop to their knees after this, having taken plenty of abuse in the last twenty minutes.


JBL:
This is an absolute OUTRAGE!! This is beyond RIDICULOUS!! Goose Mahoney should be tried for treason for his actions against America!! Give those titles back to the boys who deserve them!

Joey Styles:
But the men who deserve them do have them, Bradshaw!

JBL:
SHUT UP, JOEY!! I’ll have you tried too!

Joey Styles:
Well, regardless of what my partner thinks, the Tag Team Championships will stay right where they are right now and that’s on the shoulders of the World’s Greatest Tag Team in a match that we were sure wasn’t even going to happen, but now American Made has to live with the fact that they used their title shot and they lost it, even after the attack by the Samoan Fight…uh-oh…


The “uh-oh” is for the fact that both members of American Made are in the ring, staring down the still very much damaged Tag Team Champions, looks of unbridled anger in their eyes. But before they can even lay a finger on the vulnerable champions, the crowd starts buzzing, as it appears someone is coming down the ramp. We soon find out who, as the Samoan Fight Club is back, sliding into the ring behind American Made. Nameth and Hagar turn to see them and make space for them, all four men staring daggers into the champions when suddenly…Siaki and Manu start pounding on Nameth and Hagar!! The brawlers sock several MMA style punches off the faces of American Made before lifting them up, crunching their bodies against each other, and simultaneously powerslamming them!

The World’s Greatest have rolled to the announcer’s table while that happens, trying to avoid any danger, but the Samoan Fight Club now have their insanely hungry eyes on the tag champs. Just when it looks like Manu and Siaki are about to step outside and rip into the champs for the second time tonight, “EXECUTORS OF EXCELLENCE” booms off the sound system now, as the crowd gives out a hearty surprise pop to a team we haven’t seen in a few weeks in the SONS OF THE DUNGEON!!

Wilson and Smith storm the ring and immediately get the attention of the men who took them out in the Fight Club, Wilson dropping Siaki with a hard dropkick, while Smith fells the beast Manu with a hard lariat. Smith then takes the weakened beast and pulls him into a bearhug, while Wilson rebounds and hits the HART ATTACK TO THE BIG MAN!! The recovering Siaki now tries to go at Wilson alone, charging at him, but the aware TJ throws Siaki over him, only for him to come down right on the broad shoulders of Harry Smith…RUNNING POWERSLAM!!

The Sons are standing tall in the ring, the crowd going nuts at this entire sequence of events, while the World’s Greatest Tag Team is staring at the carnage from about halfway up the entrance ramp. The Sons soon stare back at the awed champs, Wilson grabbing the downed body of Nameth, while Smith takes the carcass of Siaki…AND PERFORM SIMULTANIOUS SHARPSHOOTERS!!! And while they’re holding it, they never break their gazes from the World’s Greatest!! The crowd is absolutely on fire, as the Sons finally release the holds and have an aura of sheer intensity around them, staring holes into the tag team titles. Just when things couldn’t get any more overbooked, we hear the big screen behind the champs come to life with the image of Paul Heyman.


Paul Heyman:
Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas. Congratulations on a very…questionable retention of your Tag Team Championships. I’ve been watching. But I’ve also been listening to your very outspoken comments about your ideas about your competition. Now, what I just saw were three teams who were more than willing to give you a run for your money on those words. So, in three weeks at a Very Merry War, the World’s Greatest Tag Team will be defending those titles in a rematch against American Made…

~Heat

Paul Heyman:
…the Samoan Fight Club…

~A good bit of heat, but some pops are heard in there

Paul Heyman:
…and the Sons of the Dungeon!!

~A solid pop is heard, as the Sons nod in the ring

Paul Heyman:
And just to make sure nothing happens like what happened tonight, it’ll be a match where the ropes can’t save you. You wanna know why? Because it’s going to be…A FOUR-WAY LADDER MATCH!!!


A HUGE POP!! The World’s Greatest Tag Team just stare up in awe as Heyman disappears from the big screen, leading them only to look back at the ring, where the Sons are standing tall, American Made is crawling and staring at them at the base of the ramp, while the Samoan Fight Club are leaning on each other near the barricade and staring at them as well. Benjamin and Haas are still holding each other up, but they just look at the legion of men they’ll be defending their title against in just three weeks-time…and smile…?

Joey Styles:
What an absolutely earth-shattering announcement!! A Four Way Ladder Match is going to happen at Very Merry War for those AOW Tag Team Championships!

JBL:
Hot damn!! I was jus’ gonna say Paul Heyman needs t’give American Made those titles right back, but there’s a reason he’s the boss and not me. How about that!

Joey Styles:
That match coming about after I think American Made couldn’t hold up their end of whatever bargain they struck with the Samoan Fight Club, and the Sons of the Dungeon making a triumphant return certainly added spice, Paul Heyman giving us that. My oh my, A Very Merry War just got that much more merry, I suppose.

JBL:
No, Joey, it came about because Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas said they wanted competition an’ Paul Heyman was only aimin’ to please. Look at the sick bastards! They’re smilin’! This is exactly what they wanted! They wanted this! But it’ll cost’em, I’ll tell you that much.

Joey Styles:
Some absolutely huge developments in the tag team division right now, but later on tonight, we could either have Shawn Michaels being stripped of his #1 Contendership and possibly an unceremonious end to his career OR we could be seeing someone that Shawn Michaels can find somewhere that is willing to fight in his name to show he’s not alone.

JBL:
Too bad no one will.

Joey Styles:
That’s coming up later tonight, ladies and gents, but coming up next we take you back to last week at the horrifying footage of a man losing himself and, well, potentially all his drive to even be himself. We take you back to what happened to the man we know as Rob Van Dam.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**



We return to Oblivion with the image of Shawn Michaels again searching backstage, talking to several unnamed backstage crew men. He nods his head in acceptance as they both shrug their shoulders. HBK looks somewhat dejected as he turns away from them and starts walking again, but he’s cut off by Ken Doane.

Doane:
Shawn Michaels. The Heart Break Kid. The Showstopper. The Main Event. The Icon. All those names aren’t gonna help you keep your contendership tonight.

Shawn Michaels:
Y’know, you’re right, Kenny. Can I call you Kenny? I’ll call you Kenny.

~Before Doane can say no, Michaels continues

Shawn Michaels
:
See, Kenny, I know you’ve heard I need someone to wrestle for me tonight. But I’ve also heard that you want a spot in the Worthy Legion.

Doane:
What’s that to you?

Shawn Michaels:
Well, seeing as how you were embarrassed in thirty seconds last week, I was kind of thinking it would be in your best interest if you…y’know…impressed Chris Jericho by going out there against Bobby Lashley.

~Doane stares at Michaels while HBK flashes him a pretty fake grin

Doane:
I see what you’re tryin’ to do, Shawn. Not gonna happen. Besides, I’m just about to show the world how real I am by destroying Jack Evans again. I think that’ll impress Jericho more than helping his enemy.

~Doane snarls as he walks away from Michaels, HBK with a ‘rats, foiled again’ look on his face, knowing Doane wasn’t gonna help him, but he tried anyway. Michaels takes a few more steps before a door opens to his right and CM Punk exits with his briefcase full of money in tow. Punk is still hurting from his match and still in ring gear.

CM Punk
:
Hey, Shawn. I know what Chris Jericho is doing and I know for a fact he’s not right. You’re not alone.

Shawn Michaels:
And how do you figure that, Punk?

CM Punk:
Because I’d be more than willing to wrestle in the name of the Showstopper to keep his career going.


Shawn Michaels:
Really?

CM Punk:
It would be an honor.

~Michaels looks even more interested…but then survey’s Punk’s damage before putting a hand on his uninjured shoulder

Shawn Michaels:
As desperate as I might be…I can’t do that to you. You’ve already had one hell of a match tonight. And I can’t ask for more of that from you. I appreciate the offer though, kid.

~Michaels pats Punk on the shoulder before walking away, Michaels looking borderline depressed at what he just did. Punk, meanwhile, has an understanding expression, but doesn’t stop him from looking a bit sad as we fade away…


~Back at ringside at the announce table with focused shots of Styles and JBL, but both men are in somber positions, their voice not as amped up as they are normally



Joey Styles:
Welcome back to Oblivion, ladies and gentlemen, where already tonight we’ve had huge developments. Tonight, Shawn Michaels puts his title shot and career on the line and in the hands of someone else, but we’ve also had the huge announcement of a Four Way Ladder Match being made for A Very Merry War for the Tag Team Championships.

JBL:
But both of those things revolve around championship gold, something that Rob Van Dam can no longer even challenge for in AOW.

Joey Styles:
Indeed, John, but let’s take you back to last week and let you see just how this entire somber and sad story unfolded.



**Video Package**

We see what looks like Oblivion three weeks ago, Rob Van Dam taking on Chris Jericho for the AOW Heavyweight Championship, heavy strings being played as action between the champion and challenger goes back and forth, each blow echoing through the footage. RVD leaps and hits Jericho with the Five Star Frog Splash and looks like the win…

Joey Styles:
HERE IT IS!! NEW CHAMPION…


Styles’ voice trails off as Mick Foley tries to count to three, but is pulled out of the ring by Bobby Lashley. Samoa Joe soon joins the fray, he and Lashley being thrown over a barricade by one another. Foley is down and Van Dam and Jericho are back to trading blows before the strings get faster and faster until…

Joey Styles:
Wait a minute –

JBL:
It’s Finlay! That’s Finlay!!


FINALY BASHES ROB VAN DAM WITH THE SHILLELAGH!! His motives completely unknown, Finlay bursts the scene and clubs Van Dam, but just to be even, also clubs Jericho. Finlay soon walks away from the scene, brutal staff in hand. Both men down and a new referee flying in, RVD is first to stir as he makes it to the top rope…

Joey Styles:
One last time…




Leaping…

CODEBREAKER!! CODEBREAKER!! CODEBREAKER FROM THE FROG SPLASH!! Jericho exhaustingly drapes himself over RVD, but as the referee counts, we see the image of Paul Heyman from last week’s cold open to Oblivion, reciting his address…

As Owner of AOW, following the chaotic actions that occurred last week in the AOW Championship match, I have used my judgment in regards to the stipulations…


1…


The referee’s decision is final and cannot be overridden, regardless of these circumstances….


2…


Therefore, not only is Chris Jericho still the AOW Champion…


3…!!!



…but Rob Van Dam is hereby banned from competing in ALL championship matches, as well as number one contendership situations.

A very brief shot shows Jericho walking away with the title and his Worthy Legion, but it is just as quickly consumed by static and turns right back to Heyman reciting the last part of the statement. It keeps repeating over and over and over and over again until we’re brought back to last week, RVD holding a remote, and replaying the message over and over before turning to Mike Mizanin

RVD:
The man who holds the AOW Championship is the man who is considered to be the life and blood of AOW. But now, I can’t challenge for any title in AOW at all. If I can’t do that, then that means I can’t be the blood that runs through AOW.

RVD:
And the man you say I am, this “RVD” guy…he once claimed that RVD is AOW. So if I can’t be AOW Champion, then I can’t be AOW. And if I can’t be AOW…

RVD:
…then I must not be Rob Van Dam.

RVD:
And if I’m not Rob Van Dam…who am I?

…who am I?


…who am I?


This echoes all the way through the rest of the video, as RVD unleashes a tranquil fury, taking his nameplate and stabbing the image of Heyman on the TV before ripping it off the wall, the music going from intense strings, fading into sad strings as he stares blankly down at the shattered telly screen

Who…am…I…?

*Echoes*


**End Package**


Joey Styles:
Rob Van Dam is not here tonight, he has been sent to his home in California, but we here at AOW will try and keep you updated on the situation as best we can. Um, from a personal standpoint, I’ve known Rob for years and he’s always been a very laid back guy who rolls with the punches, so to see him take this this hard, it’s…it’s honestly very tragic in my eyes.

JBL:
I may not be RVD’s biggest fan, but seein’ a grown man break down like that is a terrible thing, even if Paul Heyman made a controversial call. But my biggest question is what was Finlay’s motive ‘bout all this?

Joey Styles:
Well, we have yet to hear from Finlay as well, who was incredibly mum on the situation when asked about it, but again, we will keep you updated as more of this unfolds and is presented to us.


We leave that quiet note when “I AM THE FUTURE” rings out over the arena, as Ken Doane pumps out his chest and walks down the ramp to an ever-growing-weekly amount of heat. Doane’s walk is not as cocky as we’ve seen before, possibly being somewhat humbled by his elimination last week even though his entire tough talk. Nonetheless, Doane steps in and welcomes the heat he’s getting before lying in wait.

“THE PROUD WARRIORS (LOW JACK REMIX)” is heard arenawide now, as Jack Evans and Low Ki make their way down the ramp. For the first time ever, however, he doesn’t do a little jig, instead, coming down the ramp completely focused, just like Low Ki. Evans has a deathstare at Doane before stepping into the ring, Doane exiting for a quick second. Evans follows Doane’s movements outside before walking back to the center ring. Doane soon re-enters after taking a peek over at Low Ki, while Evans backs into a corner

~Re-match~
Ken Doane
v.
Jack Evans w/Low Ki


Both men are step towards center ring, but Evans is the first man to get into action this time, delivering several kicks to Doane’s midsection before driving an elbow into the side of his temple. Doane virtually oversells the move, backing away from the now more aggressive Evans, going so far as to go over between the ropes and force the referee to tell Evans to back off. Evans backs away, Doane getting back to his feet. The two look to lock-up, but Doane surprises Evans by gripping his head and delivering several hard knee shots to Evans’ midsection, forcing him to bend over. Doane then grabs the back of Evans’ hair and drives his head back with a mat slam. Doane brushes off his shoulder quickly before running back, rebounding, and attempting a follow up elbow drop, but Evans rolls out the way and proceeds to cartwheel to his feet, setting the men at an impasse here.

As the crowd pops from the show of athleticism of Evans, Doane is not amused, rushing back at Evans, only to have Evans sidestep him and take his legs from under him with a back leg sweep, quickly going for a cover – 1…NO!! The first fall of the match is quickly broken up, as Doane quickly gets to his feet again, only to be met by an Evans arm drag, followed by another, then another. As Evans looks to set up for another one, Doane grabs at Evans arm, twists it back, and looks for what might be a back suplex, but Evans flips out of it to his feet, rebounds off the ropes behind Doane, and comes back with a nice hurricanrana!! Doane’s body goes flipping over itself, but unfortunately does so to his feet. As Doane grabs onto the ropes to regain his balance, he soon drifts back center, where he groggily throws a wild punch at Evans, who hooks it and brings Doane over for a backside – 1…2…NO!! Doane manages to roll out of the quick pin attempt, only to rush right back at Evans and behead him with a clothesline!! Doane now with a hard cover – 1…2…NO!! Evans stays in.

Low Ki looks on stoically, but hoping for the best in his tag partner, who is brought to his feet by Doane, who grabs a hold of his wrist and delivers another clothesline, but he keeps the wrist held and proceeds to roll through and nail yet another clothesline before keeping hold and rolling through for a third consecutive clothesline, this one looking more like a lariat, as Doane covers Evans again – 1…2…3-NO!! Evans still doesn’t want to go down here. Doane then takes the flexible Evans and drives both knees into his spine before leaning back and prying…bow and arrow lock!! Doane has Evans’ body contorted in ways it probably should not, even getting Ki a bit concerned here on the outside. The crowd is doing their best to try and get Evans back into this one, but Doane has the move locked in insidiously tight, but Evans manages to start thrashing around a bit, plunking Doane several times in the face. Doane now has to let go of the hold, Evans flailing out, but going over to the still on his back Doane and getting a jackknife cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Doane throws his legs up!

Doane rolls back to his feet, only for Evans to meet him with a hard elbow. Evans then grabs Doane to Irish whip him, but it gets reversed, Doane lowering his head and gearing up for the rebound. Evans counters this by rebounding and cartwheel backflipping over Doane…INTO A REVERSE DDT!! WOW!! A great deal of the crowd is taken aback by that sudden display, but the move looks like it took a lot out of both Doane and Evans. Both men are down for several seconds while the crowd pops, Evans rolling to his feet first. He doesn’t immediately go for a pin, however, opting to get to his feet and gearing back…standing corkscrew shooting star press!!! This gets a ‘hot damn’ out of JBL, but will it get a three count – 1…2…3…NO!!! DOANE MANAGES TO THROW HIS LEGS UP!!

As impressive that high octane move was, it’s not quite enough to put Doane away. As Evans runs his hands through his locks wondering what to do next, Doane begins to crawl over to a ring corner, using it to get to his feet. Evans is keeping tabs on that, stalking Doane as he leans against the corner…cartwheel elbow!! Evans hits Doane with such velocity, he goes flipping over the top rope once he hits the move, landing safely on the apron as Doane drops face-first to the floor. He begins crawling back towards the center of the ring on instinct, but he looks to be out of it, as Evans lies in wait over on the apron. Doane looks like he rolls over onto his back, this evidently what Evans was looking for, leaping and going for a springboard corkscrew shooting star press…RKDOANE!! RKDOANE!! FROM NOWHERE!! WOW!! The corkscrew motion doesn’t just cause Evans to take the full brunt of the jumping cutter, but forces his head to be spiked hard into the canvas, Evans even flipping over his impaled head. Doane looks like he didn’t even realize he hit the move, but doesn’t waste much time, crawling over and hooking both legs – 1…2…3…!!!

Winner: Ken Doane at (6:02)

Doane rolls off the body of Evans, the crowd actually on their feet and clapping for that unreal(istic) finish. Doane is having his hand raised, but the look on his face says that he’s still out of it, either still feeling the effects of Evans’ offense or just shocked beyond comprehension that he managed to pull his finisher out of nowhere like that. Before too long though, Doane’s expression becomes wrapped with pride before devolving into one of anger, very similar to the one he had on his face when he took out Chris Masters…


JBL:
THAT is what you call an impact, son. Jack Evans don’t even know what country he’s in, I can tell you that!

Joey Styles:
Ken Doane just snuck out a huge win my pulling the RKDoane from out of the ether it seemed like to pick up his second ever win here in AOW over the same man in Jack Evans.

JBL:
Who’s the better man now, jackass!

Joey Styles:
Tonight, the answer to that question is Ken Doane, but…he doesn’t look to be done here…


Doane is staring a hole through the downed body of Evans and starts to ominously climb to the top rope, but Low Ki climbs into the ring and starts to fight Doane from off the top, throwing several blows to Doane’s midsection, but Doane is adamant in his malicious intent, kicking Ki back hard and forcing him all the way back into the opposite corner. As Doane readjusts his balance to go for perhaps the Sky High Leg Drop, Low Ki rushes out of the corner and cartwheels, jumping very high…AND KICKING DOANE RIGHT IN THE FACE AND OFF THE TOP ROPE!! Doane falls all the way to the floor, while Ki shows off a ridiculous display of athleticism with that whole sequence, the crowd roaring once more. Doane looks up from the floor to see Ki staring at him and ready for more should it be necessary, but Doane gets up and away, clutching the side of his jaw and almost walking uncoordinated towards the ramp, pointing back to Ki saying “Watch out. You’re next!”


~Backstage halls…


We follow Shawn Michaels once again in his journey through the halls to find a wrestler, when he comes to a locker room door labeled “Samoa Joe” Michaels breathes what sounds like a “finally” sigh under his breath before walking in. Sure enough, there sits Samoa Joe, on a bench, towel around his neck, punching back not too far away


Shawn Michaels:
Joe. Been lookin’ for you.

~Joe doesn’t even look at HBK

Joe:
Shawn. Been waiting for you.

Shawn Michaels:
Look. I know we haven’t ever really been on the same page lately –

Joe:
Lately?

~Joe gets up and gets in Michaels’ face

Joe:
Lemme take you back to the very first episode of Oblivion, Shawn. August 22, 2007. Everyone was stoked because Shawn Michaels was setting foot in a brand new wrestling company just getting off the ground. And a guy like me was havin’ to get in your shadow.

~Michaels and Joe are nose to nose

Joe:
The first thing I ever said to you, Shawn, was you are the biggest name in this company. I admitted that then and it’s no less true now. But I told you because of that, you had the biggest target on your back. And you still do. It’s even bigger now with your very career on the line.

~Michaels looks stonefaced right back at Joe

Joe:
I know what you want. You want me to go out there and face Lashley for you tonight.

Shawn Michaels:
No. I don’t want you to go out there and face Lashley for me. I want you to face Lashley for you. I saw what he did last week, and the week before that, matter o’fact.

Joe:
Yeah, I’m sure you do. Two birds, one stone, right Shawn? If I go out there, you get to keep your title shot and maybe take out Bobby Lashley. Hell, if Lashley finds some way to beat me, maybe I get off your case. Not gonna work that way. If it means helpin’ you, I can wait to get my shot at Lashley. Besides…you’re still on my hit list, ain’t you?

~Michaels stands silent and stares right at Joe with a mixture of disappointment and anger and turns to walk out the door before deciding on anger and turning back to Joe…

Shawn Michaels
:
I know you want me gone. But I think you and I both want Chris Jericho gone. If what I know about Jericho is right, you think he’s gonna stop now? You think he’s gonna stop at me? He went out of his way to get rid of Christian, of RVD, and now me. Yeah, you may want me gone pretty bad. But all you’re doin’ is exactly what Jericho wants you to. And if you think I screwed over your friend…I can only imagine what Jericho has up his sleeve for everyone else. If you want to find out, then I guess you stay here and think only about yourself.

~Michaels and Joe nearly rub noses before Michaels turns his head and walks out of the room, stopping one last time in the doorway, but not looking back. He then continues on, assumedly to the ring. Joe just sits there with a sneer, but a thoughtful sneer…

Joey Styles:
Shawn Michaels may have just walked out on the very last person he could ask to be the man who fights for him in the main event. What other options does he have? We’ll have to find out…next!

Quote:
We reach a black screen, before lighting up with what seems like a very innocent Christmas-like image of a home covered in snow, Carol of the Bells chiming in the background before our first female narrator chimes in over it…

Narrator:
‘Twas the night after Christmas, and all through the home…

We actually get a look inside the house, which reveals a Christmas tree…ribbons replaced by barbed wire

Narrator:
Not a creature was spared a chair shot to the dome

The screen fades to shots of several chair shots to the skull thus far in AOW

Narrator:
Some things were hung by the chimney with care…

In perhaps a PR nightmare, a flash goes by of Finlay hanging Joe with the ring rope noose in their AOKO clash

Narrator:
In hopes better bosses might soon be there…

A brief shot now of Paul Heyman and Mick Foley nose to nose in silence

Narrator:
The Hammerstein faithful, mass and brutal as a mob

Shots of the cantankerous Ballroom crowd

Narrator:
Would carol along with each other, singing {/Joey Styles} “OH MY GAAD!!”

Styles’ voice goes over for a second, with a shot of Shawn Michaels going through the announce table

Narrator:
While some have been nice, others Scrooges, some seething

Respective shots go by of Bryan Danielson, Muhammad Hassan, and Chris Jericho

Narrator:
AOW would like to wish you all happy SEASON’S BEATINGS…

On that, the Carol of the Bells becomes the Trans-Siberian Orchestra variation, complete with electric guitars

~AOW: WEDNESDAY NIGHT OBLIVION PRESENTS~

!!A TWO-HOUR LIVE SPECIAL!!
SUPERSHOW II: A VERY MERRY WAR
December 26th, 2007

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**



We return from the break with Chris Jericho already in the ring, his music booming on the sound system, both Wright and Lashley with him yet again. But also with him this time is AOW Chairman Paul Heyman, who is standing somewhat uncomfortably beside Wright.

Chris Jericho:
Alright, I’ve waited long enough, Michaels. You’ve had the entire night to make futile attempts to have someone compete against Bobby Lashley right here, right now. Get out here or by the very terms you agreed to, forfeit your title match with me at a Very Merry War.


Jericho has to wait a few more seconds before “SEXY BOY” hits the arena for the second time tonight, Michaels coming through the blood-red curtain, not nearly as jovial as he was in the opening segment of the show. The look on his face is pretty blank as he comes down the ramp and rolls into the ring, seeing Paul Heyman before looking to Jericho, who looks as happy as can be

Chris Jericho:
Look! See that, Heyman? No one is here for him. Shawn Michaels could not hold up to the very terms he agreed to earlier tonight in front of the whole world. You agreed to this, remember Michaels?

Shawn Michaels:
I know what I agreed to –

Chris Jericho:
Strip him! Take away his title shot right now. You know he doesn’t deserve it, these people know he doesn’t deserve it, and he knows he’s all alone just like I said. Make a decent decision in your life and take it away from him.

~Jericho says this in nearly one breath, Heyman looking somewhat nervously

Paul Heyman:
Shawn…I have to do this. You agreed to the terms…

~Michaels’ head lowers, the crowd starting to throw a considerable amount of heat

Paul Heyman:
Shawn Michaels, I hereby –


**FINAL COUNTDOWN**



The hell is this-? AOW Cruiserweight Champion Bryan Danielson marches out to the entrance ramp to an abnormally HUGE ovation, his left orbital bone still wrapped in medical tape and bandages after being picked apart last week. The man who said Shawn Michaels was his inspiration continues his determined march to the ring before sliding in and stopping all in the ring, Jericho, Heyman, and Michaels all staring at Danielson with stupefied expressions, not sure what in the hell to think here.

Joey Styles:
What a turn of events!! Shawn Michaels career was possibly three words away from being snatched away, but here comes the man who claims Shawn Michaels is his idol in Bryan Danielson, our Cruiserweight Champion.

JBL:
That’s all very valiant and heartwarming an’ all that nonsense, Joey, but come on. Bobby Lashley is a physical specimen an’ Bryan Danielson looks like he should be in Cub Scouts. Look at’im! Lashley’s dwarfing the dwarf! There’s no way he can beat him.

Joey Styles:
That’s not part of the deal, is it Bradshaw? Chris Jericho didn’t say anything about Michaels’ pick winning, he just had to show up! Shawn Michaels is still the number one contender, but now we’ve got a David versus Goliath situation on our hands! One week after defending his title in a grueling match that nearly cost him an eye, Bryan Danielson is going to take on Bobby Lashley.

JBL:
The hell does this Danielson kid have to prove?


No one has really budged in the last few seconds, everyone still stunned at not just anyone coming to Michaels’ aid, but the Cruiserweight Champion being the one. Paul Heyman looks at Michaels suspect like “this is your guy?” before Chris Jericho starts giggling then laughing like mad. Jericho laughs so hard, he has to go over to Lashley’s shoulder and lay his head on it to emphasize his gesture. Lashley doesn’t change his demeanor at all, staying very serious, but we can tell he’s having a very hard time trying not to break character and crack a smile, not at Danielson, but just at the signature hamminess of Jericho here. Michaels pulls Danielson out of the middle of the ring and looks to talk to him for a second before Danielson points and we can hear him say “You said you never saw one of my matches. Now here’s your chance. I’m here to fight for you.” This takes Michaels back a bit before nodding to Heyman and rolling out of the ring, but staying closeby. Heyman meanwhile asks Jericho to step out of the ring and stop laughing, which he finally does, getting back serious as he steps out right beside Wright, who hasn’t moved through the whole affair. The ref makes some space between Danielson and Lashley before we begin.

MAIN EVENT
AOW Cruiserweight Champion Bryan Danielson

w/Shawn Michaels
v.
Bobby Lashley
w/AOW Champion Chris Jericho & Paul “The Great” Wright


The crowd has to die down a little bit from the open, but Danielson and Lashley just stare at each other from across the ring for several seconds, Danielson not standing down in the least. He is the first to even bother approaching center ring, walking very slowly and being very tedious about this, Lashley soon bullrushing forward and looking to SPEAR DANIELSON IN HALF, but Danielson moves out of the way fairly quickly, leaving Lashley to keep going across the ring and stop himself against the ring ropes. We’re already teetering into overrun on the program clock, but Danielson and Lashley don’t take that into account, as they’re back to playing cat-and-mouse. Lashley turns around from the corner and looks dead at Danielson, who scurries back to his feet and into a wrestling stance, but being very tedious still. Lashley begins stalking Danielson with each step he takes towards him, lunging at Danielson again, only for the champ to dodge that as well, but surprises Lashley with a roll-up from behind – 1…NO!!

Danielson tries to pull out right out his hat right there, but Lashley is onto it. Back to the slowed pace now, as Lashley continues to stalk Danielson and the champ having to be very wary of the lethality of his much larger and stronger opponent. Lashley finally gets within striking distance, but again it’s Danielson who surprises us when he darts in on one of Lashley’s legs, throwing the big man off balance and forcing him down to one knee, which Danielson uses to try and lock in the LeBell Lock, using all his might to try and get the bowling ball sized biceps of Lashley between his legs…NO!! Lashley powers out of the move by simply flexing his arm, forcing Danielson to roll backwards. But Danielson rolls so to his feet, quickly rushing back behind the still shortened Lashley and gets in the double chickenwings, looking for Cattle Mutilation, but Lashley resists and rises to his feet before throwing Danielson clean over his shoulders with the chickenwings still locked in!!

Danielson is thrown with authority over the head of Lashley, who flexes his muscles in a ravish display of power. Danielson has to immediately rethink things, his two finishing submissions perhaps being seen as null and void here. As we look around the ring, Jericho is paying close attention, but smiles when he sees Lashley’s power and starts telling his monster to “finish him”, while Michaels is looking on very concerned, but hopeful. Lashley bursts forward towards Danielson once again with a clothesline, but Danielson is able to take it, use the momentum, and actually get Lash down on the mat, once again going for the LeBell, but Lashley again stands up and throws his arms open, throwing Danielson back down to the canvas. As the resilient champ gets to his feet quickly, however, he’s immediately BEHEADED BY A LASHLEY CLOTHESLINE!! Danielson goes flipping on that move, Lashley having to stop himself in the opposite corner there was such a charge behind that one.

Lashley surprisingly doesn’t go for a cover here, instead looking down at Jericho and getting word that he should “torture Michaels’ last hope”. Lashley seems to oblige here, now beginning to play with his food, it seems. He grabs the stunned Danielson and brings him to his feet before draping him across his chest and chunking him over his body with a massive fallaway slam. Danielson goes rolling all the way to the edge of the canvas, Michaels not looking too pleased with this. Lashley doesn’t seem to be pleased either, as The Dominator grips the limp body of Danielson and gives it a solid knee to the gut before whipping him across the ring and going for a big boot, but Danielson is still aware enough to dodge it and rebound again before connecting with a clothesline…that doesn’t seem to knock Lashley down! It stuns the big man, but Danielson needs to do more, as he goes and rebounds again, only for Lashley to catch him in a DEVASTATING SPINEBUSTER!!

The crowd is deflated once more as Jericho looks over to Michaels, telling him “You’re all alone because I’ll kill your friends!” Those who can hear this let out a boo of a roar, but it doesn’t make Danielson any more alive, as Lashley finally looks to go for a pin attempt here – 1…2…3-NO!! The Cruiserweight Champion has much more fight in him than that. Danielson rises to his feet clutching the base of his spine, Lashley quick to follow up with another hard set of blows to the gut, then a blow to the face. Danielson is rocked off balance until he starts firing shots of his own right back at Lashley, starting a flurry of blows that gets the crowd back into things, with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that would make Michaels and Naitch proud, followed by another CHOP(Wooooo!), but just when he gains a head of steam, Lashley turns the momentum around and shoves Danielson in a corner, kicking back and nailing several consecutive shoulder thrusts to his gut, prompting Danielson to nearly fold up in the corner with each blow. Lashley then takes the withered champ and tries to whip him into the opposite corner, but Danielson backflips over Lashley’s head, sending the charging Dominator to crash his chest against the corner!

Lashley’s huge body doesn’t recoil, instead leaving him hanging in pain in the corner. Danielson sees his opening, rushes at Lashley and corner dropkicks him back into the post!! Lashley goes down hard for the first time, Danielson finally able to get a count on – 1…2…NO!! Lashley lifts Danielson’s body off of him with authority! Even so, Danielson doesn’t let the big man get to his feet, rushing over to his still downed body and attempting to wrap him up in a submission hold, but Lashley is able to muscle his way out of Danielson’s attempt. Danielson doesn’t let that stop him, however, continuing to pry at Lashley until he makes it to his legs, which he finds a way to wrap up before putting on…a surfboard stretch!?

Bryan Danielson, the 5’ 10”, 180 pound vegan has the 6’ 4”, 270 pound muscleman contorted in a surfboard stretch!! Danielson is pulling Lashley’s head into his chest, forcing his body to contract down to the Dragon’s body size. The crowd is eating this up, Jericho looking on very worried. Danielson is selling the intensity of the hold, but Lashley soon breaks free when his large legs break away from Danielson’s much smaller ones, Lashley squatting to his feet with Danielson still clutching his head, adjusting and putting Danielson on his shoulder for the Dominator…but Danielson squiggles off, grabbing Lashley and pushing him into the ropes and rolling him over for a victory roll – 1…2…NO!! Lashley’s powerful legs again get him out of that one, throwing Danielson pretty far as well. Danielson makes some room between he and Lashley before charging back at the big man…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE CORNER!! DANIELSON FOLDS HEAD OVER HEELS IN THE CORNER!! The air has once again left the arena, Lashley’s face seething as he pulls Danielson out of the corner and covers – 1…2…3…NO!!! DANIELSON STAYS ALIVE!!

The crowd loves the fight still left in Danielson after last week, but The Worthy Legion is having none of it. Jericho screams at Lashley to finish it now, prompting Lashley to lift Danielson up into a suplex…and leave him in the air before bringing him back down with the delayed vertical suplex. Danielson almost seems done for, but to add insult to an already apparent injury, Lashley doesn’t cover him, opting instead to kick Danielson right in the broken orbital bone!! Lashley’s foot goes right into Danielson’s eye socket, leaving him rolling on the canvas in pain in an already grim situation. Shawn Michaels isn’t pleased with that at all, jumping up on the ring apron and nearly jumping in there to get at Lashley, but the referee prevents him from doing so. While the ref is managing Shawn, Jericho now gets a shot in at the injured eye, delivering a blatant punch of his own to it.

Lashley now takes the possibly re-injured Danielson and brings him to his feet again, lifting him over his head in a military press, walking around with him to fully display his power to a chorus of heat. Just as Lashley prepares to put the move into something else, Danielson gets down and latches onto the head of Lashley…and locks in a guillotine choke!! Guillotine choke!! Danielson can’t quite bring Lashley’s huge body down, but he’s forced him over and cutting the circulation to his head off completely with this, the front headlock submission locked in tight. Danielson’s legs wrap around Lashley’s body as he pulls away on the head, nearly trying to wrench the head off the snake. Lashley is near powerless as he loses oxygen by the minute, dropping to his knees even. Jericho doesn’t like how this looks, now jumping up on the apron to either distract the ref or motivate Lashley. Either way, this prompts Michaels to make his way across the outside towards Jericho, yanking him off the apron himself…AND SLAPPING HIM ACROSS THE FACE!!

The crowd pops for this, but this provokes Jericho’s other muscle, Paul Wright, to galumph after Michaels. Wright hits Michaels with a heavy hand that sends Michaels away, but he comes right back with a leaping forearm to the big man, the two in a David v. Goliath match of their own on the outside. Wright of course starts pulling away, grabbing Michaels by the throat and thrusting him into the announce table, the edge of the table driving into Michaels’ infamously injured back. As Michaels looks to be in danger, Danielson lets go of his suffocating hold on Lashley to rush to the aide of his idol, climbing through to the apron…and hitting Wright in the skull with the running, leaping knee!! Wright doesn’t go down, but he’s knocked off balance enough that Jericho almost has to stop him from falling on top of him! Danielson checks on Michaels, who tells the kid he’s fine before Danielson rolls back into the ring and ready to go at Lashley again…SPEAR!! SPEAR!! LASHLEY SPEARS DANIELSON IN HALF!! The much smaller body of Danielson is nearly gored apart by the tank that is Lashley, who makes the academic cover – 1…2…3…!!

Winner: Bobby Lashley at (10:45)

Lashley looks incredibly animalistic here, but he pays no heed to the ruckus going on the outside. He’s still looking to do even more damage. He starts stepping back into a corner, looking to completely end the Cruiserweight Champion here…BUT HERE COMES SAMOA JOE!! Joe and Lashley are brawling again!! Meanwhile, outside the ring, Michaels’ constant clawing away at Wright seems to pay off when he’s able to take a TV monitor and crack it across Wright’s head!! This STILL doesn’t knock the monster off of his feet, but very much takes him out, as Jericho has to lead/drag away the glaze-eyed Wright away from the outside scene, while inside the ring, Joe is very much pulling away over Lashley after a back and forth fight, Joe getting room and clotheslining Lashley over the top rope and out of the ring, right in front of Jericho and the barley aware Wright. Joe lets out a fierce exalt as he watches The Worthy Legion head up the ramp, while Michaels slides into the ring and tends to Danielson. Joe soon does the same, giving Michaels a hard look before doing so, but both men help Danielson get to his feet, Michaels even handing Danielson his title. He pats him on the back of the head before Joe turns his attention back towards the retreating Legion
.


Joey Styles:
Look at this! Shawn Michaels’ last ditch effort to get through to Samoa Joe must have worked, as he comes to the aid of both Shawn Michaels and Bryan Danielson to get his hands on Lashley and the Legion!

JBL:
Oh, this fire just got turned up even more, Joey!

Joey Styles:
Indeed it does, this certainly spicing things up a bit. I’m Joey Styles alongside John Layfield signing off here, but on this night, Chris Jericho is finally thwarted and proven wrong – Shawn Michaels is not alone!


The final image we get of this Oblivion is that of The Worthy Legion completely on the defense for the first time since their formation, staring from the top of the ramp all the way to the ring, where we see a fired up Joe, a damaged but standing Danielson, and a very stern Shawn Michaels all staring back at them and indeed show that Shawn Michaels is indeed in good company, at least for now as we

Fade…

To…

Black…

END SHOW




~A Very Merry War~
December 26th, 2007
*Special 2-Hour Supershow*
CURRENT CARD

~AOW Heavyweight Championship~
*If Shawn Michaels loses, he can no longer compete*

Chris Jericho(c) w/Paul “The Great” Wright v. Shawn Michaels

*4-WAY LADDER MATCH*
~AOW Tag Team Championship~

World’s Greatest Tag Team(c) v. American Made v. Sons of the Dungeon v. Samoan Fight Club



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Fully expected this to kick off the show and it was typical face like behaviour from HBK, looking for the sympathy vote and bringing up his long struggle to get to this point. Jericho’s interruption was pretty soon, expected Michaels to go a bit longer here but I’m glad Jericho put a stop to it. Thought Jericho was brilliant here, the way he tried to use the footage was always on the cards but a nice little plan from Michaels there. Really like this stiuplation for tonight and the way you went about it, it’s very different and fresh, clever too from the ‘Worthy’ man. Not sure right now who Michaels will set his sights on but we’ll see.

Really solid opening contest here from Punk and Albright. You made Burchill look strong last week with his performance in the Lucky 13 and this week it’s Albright’s turn, he really took it to Punk and the shoulder/arm work was nice from the Mercenary. Punk as expected gets the win though but he’s certainly being tested in this bounty challenge right now. Albright shaking hands was…interesting.

This whole Hassan deal right now has certainly got my attention. Interesting exchange again here and I’m starting to think this will end in a bankruptcy angle, maybe I’m a million miles off but I got that feel here.

American Made/Samoan Fight Club alliance of sorts is great. Nameth and Hagar using any and any route to capture the gold is a good way to go.

Loved this between Michaels and Miz. Miz is such an asshole it’s unreal but in a comical way. Michaels was portrayed really well here too, a more lighthearted side to what we’ve seen lately from him which I guess makes sense after getting another shot at the title.

I’m not gonna comment on the match particularly here, though it was very good as ever, told a story well but I’ll comment more on the situation than anything. I loved the use of Samoan Fight Club from the get go, the attack was just vicious and following that I really expected and hoped that American Made would get the gold. So obviously I was thrilled when they got the win, the foot on the bottom rope thing would’ve just added to the misery for Benjamin and Haas in my opinion as they’d been royally screwed over.

But then what followed disappointed me. This in my opinion hurts American Made here as well as hurting Samoan Fight Club. The attack from SFC should’ve left the champs as easy pickings, it took Nameth and Hagar fourteen minutes to put them away first time round. Yeah I know they dominated the match but still it shouldn’t have taken that long, thus making us feel that the damage from SFC wasn’t that strong and/or American Made simply couldn’t get the job done against two beaten down men. I would’ve allowed it to slide a little bit though considering they won, but then you turned the tables and that really added to it. Yes it was a surprise deal, Benjamin and Haas coming from nowhere, catching them off guard but still, I don’t think they should’ve walked out of this thing with the titles. They look damn near unstoppable now which isn’t a bad thing but the other two teams look weak or weaker anyway at least. I can see people loving this but not for me, can see the appeal though.

Aftermath was certainly more pleasing though. Sons of Dungeon getting involved is the right call after what’s gone on with them and SFC lately as well as their early rivalry with American Made. The match announcement from Heyman was great and that one will steal the show when it comes round, hoping for that title change to come there!

The search continues! Doane saying no didn’t surprise me as going up against one of the men he’s trying to impress wouldn’t be the smartest move in the world. Punk offering his services was a nice touch, classic face Punk behaviour here.

Good recap of the Van Dam situation and I like how you played up Finlay’s role in all of this, good stuff.

Doane needed this after what went down last week. Good to see him get the victory and give a strong showing to boot, hope he continues this momentum now in the coming weeks, he needs it. Ah, the attack afterwards would’ve been better in my opinion if Doane came out unscathed. I think maybe if Ki had gone for him but Doane hightailed it, a couple of matches between these two would be nice.

Pretty strong words from Joe and HBK here. I’m glad you didn’t have Joe give in and accept. The little rivalry between these two is great as it’s so unusual between two of the top faces. Michaels end line about Jericho not stopping after him was nicely timed with Joe maybe realising that is infact true.

Wow, Danielson! Massive moment here for him in his AOW career and makes perfect sense considering his links to the Showstopper. Danielson/Lashley may see a huge size difference but it could no doubt be a heck of a match and you portrayed that here. Danielson came out of this looking very strong in my opinion as he went toe to toe with the monster every step of the way. Lashley was always gonna get the win and he needed to as his feud with Joe builds. Thoroughly enjoyable main event and all the big angles furthered well here.

All in all it was another enjoyable show. Obviously I got a bit carried away with the Tag title situation but again, I can see why you did it, just personal preference probably. Main event was a real surprise but really enjoyable and HBK/Jericho as well as Joe/Lashley advanced well from this. Keep the good work up my man!
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Spoiler for Latest news:
~It seems as through the pressurized hotshotting is all set to continue. Apparently, this is the driving motive behind the AOW Tag Team Championships being put up for grabs in a huge 4-Team Ladder Match come A Very Merry War. This match is rumored to not have occurred until at least This is Exile, but was inevitably pushed forward. Due to this, the intended title change for American Made may or may not happen when planned.

~On that note, what was planned as far as American Made getting the actual title was somewhat shown on screen this past Oblivion. American Made was not slated to win at the Supershow, but were to win at This is Exile when the Ladder match was to originally take place. In addition to that, it appears that Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas have been getting a few egos backstage. While they were supposed to drop to one of the three teams at one point, they reneged on that pledge and opted instead to keep the titles, almost reminiscent on screen this past Oblivion with the AOW Tag Team title finish. The World’s Greatest don’t think “any of the ‘kids’” are ready for the titles quite yet

~As confirmed in a few other sources, Tommy Dreamer has been signed for a few events in AOW. Dreamer’s contract is only on appearances, not a long term contract.

~Rikishi’s short term contract with the company is nearly over, ending at the beginning of the new year. Rikishi has worked completely behind the scenes so far, being one of four OVW coaches (alongside Elix Skipper, Lance Storm, and occasionally Al Snow), being Al Snow’s second-in-command on OVW TV.

~Speaking of OVW TV, there have been some rumblings in regards to an Internet show coming to AOW. Whether it be OVW TV or simply a Heat or Velocity type show once the roster expands is still up in the air, but it is worth noting that it has been discussed. Also continually being discussed is the notion of women’s wrestling eventually making its way to AOW.

~And finally, word getting around is that AOW has signed a very prominent name from straight off the WWE’s main roster. The details are being kept very much under wraps at this point, almost to an absurd degree, but with this much confidentiality behind it, it almost certainly isn’t William Regal, whom the company has been publically pursuing for some time. Regal has gone on the record stating he won’t leave until his current contract is up with the ‘E, which would be sometime in February.


...and some stuff from the website newswire...

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DYNASTY CHAMPIONSHP MATCH ADDED TO A VERY MERRY WAR

With Bryan Danielson’s valiant effort in the main event last week, Shawn Michaels taking on Chris Jericho is a definite go, as is the Four Way Ladder Match for the AOW Tag Team Championships also confirmed last week by Paul Heyman. But now, another championship match has been confirmed and been added to what should be one of the most anticipated shows of the entire year.


Muhammad Hassan v. CM Punk


Following Muhammad Hassan’s continuous pursuit of not just dismantling CM Punk, but also the $50,000 Hassan lost to Punk’s coach Lance Storm. Placing a bounty on Punk’s head was supposed to leave Hassan in control of the situation, but when numerous opponents failed to capture the bounty and the subsequent title shot, Hassan was forced to play his hand and even get his own Mercenaries involved. This just in by Paul Heyman, regardless of what kind of restrictions Hassan has placed on him, CM Punk has earned the title shot he has been chasing for almost two months. So at a Very Merry War, the bounty is over and CM Punk will finally get his hands on the man who took out one of his closest comrades.


!!AOHDUBYA.COM EXCLUSIVES!!

This week on the AOW newswire, Jamie Noble says there’s some unfinished business to attend to, The Miz finally breaks out of the closet and Matt Sydal, one of AOW’s forgotten gems, wants to get some major help to make sure he doesn’t stay that way…

Spoiler for Mike Mizanin comes out of the closet:
We’re brought to the scene of Oblivion last week, the camera focused on the broom closet The Miz was stuffed in by Shawn Michaels earlier in the broadcast. We can hear Miz banging against the door from the inside, having made headway on breaking the lock, when apparently one final lunge breaks open the door, Miz looking utterly exhausted. He grips his shoulder in pain as he leans up against the door frame, while across from him, he sees a pair of men he doesn’t appear to have any quam about making fun of in Jack Evans and Low Ki, Evans with a sack of ice on his neck…

The Miz:
What? What’re you two lookin’ at?

Evans:
Nothin’, dude. But what were you doin’ in there…?

The Miz:
That’s none of your business.

Evans:
You’re right. It is none of my business if you wanna finally come out of the closet. I’m sorry, Miz, but that joke writes itself –

The Miz:
SHUT UP!! Y’know, I should be more respected around here. I’m the only one who has to do all the dirty work and get the answers everyone else is afraid to get. But what do I get? Stuffed in the closet, while jokes like you dance to the ring.
~We can see Low Ki getting a little bit angry at that remark towards his tag team partner before Miz directs his anger towards Ki

The Miz:
And you? Mr. “Warrior Code”. This is professional wrestling. That has no place here.

Evans:
Hey! Ain’t no need to be sayin’ all that, now.

The Miz:
It’s my job to talk, alright pal? I deserve much more respect than I’m getting, and one day, I’m gonna prove it by –

Suddenly, Low Ki side kicks Miz so hard, he’s thrown right back in the closet. The veracity of the blow even causes the door to close right back on Miz, trapping him in the closet once again. Ki’s expression hasn’t changed, simply satisfied that he’s shut Miz up once more. He and Evans share a very subtle fist bump before Evans cringes as he holds the ice to his neck as we fade away…



Spoiler for Matt Sydal gets a surprise mentor:
We’re brought to a parking lot, looking pretty full. A graphic on the bottom portion of the screen says “earlier today”, giving us a good notion on the time. Standing in front of what looks to be a gym-like building is Matt Sydal, wearing what looks like workout gear. He’s got sunglasses on with them and appears to be waiting for someone, chivalrously opening the door to the gym so a couple of shapely young women can walk in the door. Soon enough, he’s approached by another man with sunglasses in street clothes with a gym bag whom we’re suddenly more familiar with when he takes the sunglasses off…Billy Kidman??

Kidman
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Are you…Matt Sydal?
~Sydal takes off his sunglasses and looks at Kidman in awe

Sydal:
Billy Kidman! It’s an absolute honor to finally meet you, sir.

Kidman:
Eh, don’t call me sir, kid. Makes me sound older than I feel.
~Kidman delivers a smile as he and Sydal shake hands

Sydal:
I hope you’ll forgive me for gushing a bit here, but Mr. Kidman, I’ve been a huge fan of yours since I was little. Heck, I’ve been trying to imitate your Shooting Star Press since elementary school.

Kidman:
From what I’ve seen from you, man, you’ve got it pretty down pact

Sydal:
Well thank you, Mr. Kidman.

Kidman:
Please, call me Billy. But you didn’t ask me here just to tell me that, did you…?

Sydal:
Uh, no sir. See, my time in AOW hasn’t exactly been what I’d hoped so far. But I really want to improve myself and get noticed…that’s where you come in Mr. Kidman…er…Billy.

Kidman:
Hey, I can understand that, man. And I’d be more than happy to help you with that.

Sydal:
Would…would you really?

Kidman:
Yeah, man. And just between you and me…I wouldn’t totally be opposed to gettin’ back in that ring myself. I help you get on your feet…and you help me get back on mine. How’s that sound?

Sydal:
That sounds more than awesome, sir.

Kidman:
Please don’t call me sir. Should we go inside and get started?

Sydal:
Oh, absolutely, Billy.
~Sydal opens the door for Kidman, who takes his gym bag and walks in the door, the smile on Sydal’s face never fading as he walks in after him and we fade away…



Spoiler for Noble wants no limits:
The image of Jamie Noble appears on our screens, nearly seething to himself before turning towards the camera

Noble:
Y’know, I thought I’d gotten that monkey off my back. An’ by monkey, I mean Aero Star.
~Noble rubs his nose with his palm

Noble
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Monkey. That’s the perfect way t’describe him. Jumpin’ around all over th’ place, can’t find him, always there. An’ just when I think I got him off my back, there he is, costin’ me the Cruiserweight Championship.
~Noble places his hands on his hips and shakes his head

Noble:
But not no more. Aero Star, I hope you ain’t got plans this week on Oblivion. Because you an’ me are gonna be in a rodeo this Wednesday. Because I need to knock you the hell off my back. We got unfinished business to take care of. An’ ‘cause of that, I don’t want nothin’ stoppin’ me from buckin’ you off. So there ain’t gonna be any limits. It’s gonna be No Disqualifications!
~Noble’s seething look turns into a scary smile

Noble
:
Imma break you, boy. I’m gonna mangle the masked monkey.
~Noble’s smile grows to near serial killer lengths, as the Pitbull slowly fades away from our screen…







12.12.07

The Hammerstein Ballroom – Manhattan, New York City, New York

“The Man in the Mirror”


Another week in the Hammerstein Ballroom means another explosive show, but that only means that Chris Jericho is up to yet another scheme for another week. Chris Jericho is nearing his fourth month as AOW Heavyweight Champion, but he’s possibly being greeted with his greatest challenge yet with Shawn Michaels not only thwarting Jericho’s attempt to use evidence against him, but narrowly being able to get out of Jericho’s ploy last week with a surprise appearance and performance from AOW Cruiserweight Champion Bryan Danielson. Now, the Worthy Champion who leads a Worthy Legion has invited his number one contender to a ‘career retrospective’…? The entire AOW world knows if Shawn Michaels fails to capture the AOW Championship in two weeks, his career may very well be over, so is this one last attempt by Chris Jericho to use his manipulative prowess to get inside Michaels’ head? Or is there even slimier, even more ulterior motives for the Worthy Man?

Speaking of the Worthy Legion, if last week is any indication, Shawn Michaels is not as alone as Chris Jericho had hoped. While the relationship between Shawn Michaels and Samoa Joe has been a rocky one to say the least. But last week in Michaels’ darkest hour, it was Samoa Joe who came running down the ramp to the rescue of Bryan Danielson. But Samoa Joe has made it clear that he and Shawn Michaels are not friends – but perhaps they have a common enemy. Samoa Joe doesn’t think it’s a secret he has some issues to resolve with Bobby Lashley, but for now, he’ll just have to settle for getting back in the ring for one-on-one action.

The uneasy relationship between Joe and Michaels stems from Michaels’ decision and attitude towards Joe’s good friend Rob Van Dam…or who we know as Rob Van Dam, but who has expressed very vehemently that he is no longer the Whole F’n Show. Two weeks ago, Van Dam seemed to have a mental breakdown upon being banned from all title matches and was not present on the program last week, being sent to his California home. But this past weekend, Van Dam’s longtime friend and AOW commentator Joey Styles went to the Van Dam residence to try and get some answers. This week on Oblivion, we see the footage from that interview from the artist formerly known as Rob Van Dam.

But that isn’t all this week! Tensions running high in the main event picture might not hold a candle to what the cruiserweight division has going on. Since his debut, Aero Star has been showing a high-octane, unorthodoxed style of luchador offense and immediately drew the ire of Jamie Noble. Noble put Star through a table over a month ago en route to defeating Star at World Ablaze, but after the match, Star got retribution by putting Star through the same table. Two weeks ago, Star and Noble both had opportunities to become Cruiserweight Champion, but both men came up short. Now, the tensions have boiled over to the point where both men just want at each other’s throats. On the next Oblivion, the man they call Aero Star goes toe to toe with “Pitbull” Jamie Noble in a World Ablaze rematch…this time with NO DISQUALIFICATIONS.

That’s not all!! Muhammad Hassan is NOT happy about his number one contender, Ken Doane has a new target in The Warrior, Low Ki, and the AOW tag team division heats up even more before the big Four Way Ladder Match in two weeks. All this action (and more!!) on the next explosive edition of AOW Wednesday Night Oblivion, 9/8c only on FX!!



.:Confirmed for Oblivion:.

~NO DISQUALIFICATIONS~
Aero Star v. Jamie Noble

Joey Styles interview footage from the Van Dam residence

PLUS…

Samoa Joe in action

AND…

Chris Jericho invites Shawn Michaels for a “career retrospective”


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Alright, going in order

I still love the back stage scoops that you give us. It gives the company a sense of realism that you don't get with most other BTB's and it's something I want to incorporate whenever I can get back to doing BTB's full time (I feel bad that I have one up now but haven't even had the time to put up my updated roster)

WGTT having a bit of an ego... I really don't see it with them. Haas and Benjamin always came across as a "Whatever's best for the company" duo, though I do have to agree that I don't think that American Made, Samoan Fight Club (Think I got the name right there) or Sons of the Dungeon have been around for long enough to hold the belts. While I do believe that the three could be your version of Hardys VS Dudleys VS E&C, I think that a little more time needs to past... at least hold it off until This is Exile. Plus, I think that if any of the three should win the straps, it should be Sons of the Dungeon. The dynamic of having two heel tag teams on their tails for the belts would be an exciting one!

I was wondering how long it would be before Tommy came back to Paul E. Hoping he sticks around for awhile, even if it's only in a back stage role. I'd be thrilled if he replaced Kishi'.

You know, an online OVW TV show would be kind of cool. Kind of like what WWECW was- getting to see the hot, new talent before anyone else! I used to love knowing who guys like CM Punk and John Morrison and Jack Swagger were before any of my buddies who didn't watch WWECW, and having an OVW TV would be kind of like having that. If you chose to go with a Heat or Velocity type show, though, it should have a strong OVW influence and show case OVW talent tying it up with some of the B-Squad of AOW.

Oh man, what a great segment with Miz and Low-Jack. First off, I think that you should employ more comedy spots like this in the show. Don't go overboard, but a good chuckle like that can really refresh a reader. As far as Miz goes... I'm hoping this leads to an in-ring debut soon. I'm also hoping that the WWE name is John Morrison, because I'd love to see Miz & Morrison take the tag team division by storm... BE JEALOUS

BILLY KIDMAN AND MATT SYDAL?!? HOLY FUCKING FUCK BALLS, THAT IS A CRUISERWEIGHT WET DREAM!!!!!!! Man, I am STOAKED to see where you go with this one! Kidman was always one of my favorites

Noble and Aero in a no DQ match? I could see this being kind of reminiscent of the old ECW cruiserweight battles. Definitely have some fun writing that match, because the more fun you have writing it, the more fun it'll be to read!
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“The Man in the Mirror”


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“The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson vignette

(Whispers)

Fight…

RVD leaps for a Frog Splash…

Fight…

HBK cocks back, Sweet Chin Music ready…

Fight…

Finlay and Joe go at it on the balcony…

Fight…

Chris Jericho’s silhouette is highlighted…

*Opening guitar riff*

You'll never grow up to be a big rock star

The camera goes from the ground up to the face of Paul Wright in his debut Week 3

Celebrated victim of your fame

Shawn Michaels comes down the ramp, pumped up from the main event of Week 1

Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

Christian searches for his peeps from Week 5

And say that "death was on sale today"

Bryan Danielson raises his hand, singing his theme from Week 4

*Upped tempo, heavier sound*

And when we were good

Jack Evans’ double moonsault from Week 1

You just close your eyes

Aero Star, Psicosis, and Super Crazy perform a Triple Asai Moonsault from Week 14

So when we are bad

Paul Wright chokeslams Michaels through the table from the Supershow

We'll scar your minds

A replayed shot of Shelton Benjamin German suplexing Paul London off the ladder from Week 4

Fight!

SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!

Fight!

WARRIOR’S WAY!!!

Fight!

MUSCLE BUSTER!!!

Fight!

SPEAR THROUGH THE TABLE!!

Fight!

CHOKESLAM!!!

Fight!

WORLD’S GREATEST DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!

Fight!

619!!!

Fight!

FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!!!

*Final cymbal crash*

Chris Jericho holds the AOW World title high in the air

We open to the same scene we’ve been opening for the previous 17 editions of this program being a raucous New York crowd, all on their feet and filling out the Hammerstein Ballroom. Before we hear anything else, we hear the sound of a ring bell and Tony Chimel on the microphone…

Tony Chimel:
The following contest is a No Disqualifications match, set for one fall!!


“COUNTRY BOY CAN SURVIVE” comes across the threshold, as Jamie Noble makes his way through the curtain and down the ramp with a very focused look on his face, sneering at some of the front row fans, even throwing a fan’s drink in their face, which gets a lot of interesting jeers. Noble climbs into the ring with some country boy flair before turning his eyes right to the entrance ramp

“SIN LIMITES” fires the crowd up now, as the man they call Aero Star storms through the blood-red curtain, bursting on through without his signature pads and cape, but he does salute the crowd before pointing right at Noble. He then suddenly starts sprinting, a la London and Kendrick, not putting on any kind of brakes. Noble looks to ready himself for his spirited opponent, but nothing can prepare him for what Star does now – Star never stops running, making a clean running leap right onto the second rope, springboarding into the ring…AND NAILING NOBLE WITH A SPRINGBOARD FLIPPING SENTON!! AND WE’RE OFF AND RUNNING!!

NO DISQUALIFICATIONS
Aero Star
v.
Jamie Noble


For the second straight one-on-one meeting between these two, Star completely surprises Noble with some high-octane offense right off the bat! Star turns his hips and keeps himself on top of Noble –

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NO!!

The ‘holy shit’ beginning already has the crowd in a tizzy even on the kickout, Noble scurrying to his knees and grabbing hold of a rope, trying to at least catch his breath. Star doesn’t give him time to do that, keeping the high pace going by charging after Noble, who lifts Star over his head. However, Star gets a good grip on the apron and holds on. Noble turns around to see this and to get a shoulder block to the gut and have Star soar over him and catch him in a perfect sunset flip –

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3-NO!!

Noble manages to roll backwards and out of the move and gets to his feet before Star does, sizing him up for a quick second and nailing the recovering lucha star with a hard shoulder block that takes Star down with a flat bump. Noble takes Star in his clutches and tosses him into the ropes, but Star ducks underneath a clothesline attempt and rebounds a second time, but then ducks underneath yet another clothesline attempt, begetting another rebound. On that rebound, Star dives clean over Noble’s head into a front roll-turned handspring as he hits the ropes and surprises Noble with the sudden handspring back elbow!! Noble does down yet again. Star rolls right over the body of Noble, again flashing some athleticism –

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NO!!

Noble throws his shoulder up perhaps on instinct, but also perhaps out of sheer adrenaline from Star forcing his heart to work extra hard this early in the match. Noble tries to kick start that heart by pounding the mat as he gets back to his feet, only to be immediately greeted by Aero Star leaping up with a clean enzeguiri!! Noble becomes stupefied before falling like an oak through the middle ropes and to the floor, Star absolutely taking it to the hard-nosed Pitbull!! As Noble tumbles, the crowd is completely behind Star, who takes this moment to clap and salute the crowd and get them pumped up even more.

Noble recovers to the sound of the Hammerstein all for the masked man he hates, giving him a look of intense distain as he tries to bring himself up from the floor while clutching the ring lip. While he’s coming up, he sees the crowd absorbed Star acknowledging the people, so he lifts up the ring skirt and pulls out a steel chair, unbeknownst to Star. Noble looks to get busy already, but he acts as though he’s more hurt than he’s letting on, keeping the chair low and hiding it under Star’s view. All Star sees is another opportunity to get fired up, as he charges towards the ropes looking for the Tope Torpedo no-hand dive…RIGHT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR!! NOBLE DUPES STAR INTO DIVING RIGHT INTO THE CHAIR!! Noble lifts the chair up at the last second and whaps Star out of mid-air, completely unprotected.

Noble doesn’t let up here, though. He screams at the downed body of Star before taking him in his clutches to his feet and smashing Star’s skull into the iron post! Star recoils violently right back into Noble’s hand, where he slams it again!! The possibly concussed Star has his brain scrambled and slumps at the base of the pole, needing Noble to grab him and roll him back into the ring with brand new resolve. Noble wastes a little bit of time by gripping his neck and taking a bit to get into the ring, but once he’s there, he shoots the half of Star and holds a forearm in Star’s face as the goes for his first pinfall –

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NO!!

A heavy kickout already in the match-up!! Star shows a great deal of resolve in kicking out of that, but Noble is very much in control, trying to put Star down more with repeat clenched fists right to his masked face. Noble then keeps Star’s head in his clutches and brings him somewhat to his feet before thrusting it back down with a mat slam!! Aero Star must have a concussion by this point, Noble hoping so as he goes for another cover –

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NO!!

Star quicker to kick out of this one, but he’s still very much out of it from his motions. Noble proceeds to completely slow the momentum down by pulling Star’s head back and clasping it between his elbows. The pressure on Star’s temples aren’t helping his skull’s condition, Star barley able to let out some screams. Noble keeps the vice locked in, Star managing to swivel to his feet, but Noble stays true to his name and stays on him like a pitbull, following him. Noble transitions the vice into what looks somewhat like a modified sleeper drop, forcing Star right back down. Noble then follows this up by wrenching Star in a new grip, putting his knee right in Noble’s spine and pulling back on his head in a high torque chin lock.

The crowd is trying desperately to get Star back into things, but at every turn, Noble manages to cut him off. Star eventually manages to deliver solid enough elbows to Noble’s gut that he can get to his feet, but Noble is able to keep the upper hand when he makes like he’s trying to remove Aero Star’s mask, completely distracting Star’s motives of getting out of Noble’s clutches. Noble uses that to dropkick Star in the spine that sends him recoiling into a ring corner, Noble rolling Star up from behind –

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3-NO!!

Star is able to throw his legs up, shaking the cobwebs out while simultaneously readjusting his mask. But while he sits on the canvas and does that, Noble meets his spine again from behind with a hard soccer kick that sends an echo around the Hammerstein. Noble expresses great satisfaction at that, lifting Star to his feet again, but the luchador surprises Noble with a very quick small package –

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NO!!

Noble gets out of the quick-acting cruiserweight, giving Star a forearm shot as they get to their feet and grabs at Star’s mask once more. Star actually breaks free from Noble’s grasp and shoves him back. Noble takes a few steps back from his silent but swift rival showing some attitude, but doesn’t back down and pushes Star right back. The two cruiserweights then slowly step to the center ring, staring into each other’s faces, the crowd starting the feel the animosity between the two in case they haven’t already. The slightly taller Noble looks down at his blue foe and we can see him mouth “make a move, ya masked monkey” before insultingly poking a finger off of his chest that sends Star back a step and looking towards the canvas, taking that in. He then lifts his concealed face and looks towards the crowd, giving them his salute using two fingers…before promptly giving Noble a two-finger salute we’re much more familiar with.

This surprises Noble and all in attendance coming from the thus-far silent and mild-mannered competitor, garnering a huge reaction that Noble promptly stops by headbutting Star, bringing the shots to his head back into play. He then follows up on this by driving a hard knee into Star’s gut, subsequently rebounding off the ropes, and blasting Star with a hard running knee to the temple!! William Regal would be proud, Noble again keeping Star grounded with another pin attempt –

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3-NO!

Star stays in this thing!! Noble stats pounding Star’s mask in for several brutal shots before dragging him to his feet and hoisting him on his shoulders, looking for his double knee gutbuster, but Star has enough in him to somehow wiggle off and turn it into an arm drag that sends Noble all the way across the ring, but he keeps his balance. He charges back at Star, only for Star to leap cleanly onto Nobles shoulders and turn it into a very nice hurricanrana. Noble is again whipped across the ring, his head spinning, Star using this to his advantage by taking Noble’s head and pulling out…a springboard bulldog!! Star pulls that out of his hat, but doesn’t immediately go for a cover. Instead, he now turns his attention outside, where he goes close to the commentators before pulling out…his own steel chair!!

The luchador looks ready to go hardcore now, as he slides back into the ring with the chair in hand, but he doesn’t thwack Noble with it. Instead, he erects it in the center ring and pulls the still reeling Noble to his feet, short arm whipping him and pulling him back into a drop toehold…RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!! Noble’s nose gets driven into the chair and swings the match right back into Star’s favor. Star takes a look at the downed Noble and readjusts the chair before rebounding off the ropes, leaping over the chair, then springboarding over the chair…TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT!! TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT!! The impact causes Star to bounce off Noble’s body and grip his ribs in pain, but he sucks it up enough to cover Noble –

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NO!!

Noble finds a way out!! As the crowd throws its hands up, several others begin an “ECW!! ECW!!” chant for the Sabu maneuver Star just borrowed, but pulled off to perfection. Star’s mannerisms seem to be a bit disappointed that he couldn’t put Noble away on that, but he looks to perhaps try another triple jump move as he rebounds off of the ropes again and looks to leap over the chair when Noble momentarily springs to life with a dropkick to Star’s knees in mid-air, sending STAR’S FACE RIGHT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR!! Noble wastes no time going feral and trying for another pin –

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3-NO!!

Star showing much more guts here!! Noble noticeably gets a bit more vicious as he yanks Star to his feet and positions himself near the still erect chair before shoving Star in his crotch and getting the double underhooks, setting for a Tiger Driver ON THE STEEL CHAIR…but Star averts the danger by flipping all the way through the move and turning it into a sunset flip –

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NO!!

Noble is able to roll backwards out of that one, but as he does, he’s greeted by a charging Aero Star, whom Noble promptly spins behind before lifting him up…BACK SUPLEX ON THE ERECT CHAIR!! WOW!! If we thought Star’s skull was messed up in the early going, its his spine that's undoubtedly contorted here! The chair itself mirrors this, as Star’s weight dropping on it has contorted it in a way it should not be bent, Noble looking to capitalize –

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3-NO!!

HOW’D STAR DO THAT?? Noble has that question in his eyes as he kicks out again, looking angrily at the man in stripes for an answer before rolling out of the ring and looking underneath it again, this time pulling out…a table!! Noble pulls the table over a little before setting it up on the outside, while in the ring, Star has struggled to his feet and is gripping his lower back, but gets a burst of life when he takes the contorted but still functional chair and charges through the ropes for the Tope Torpedo…HITTING NOBLE WITH A FLYING CHAIR SHOT!! Whether Star used it as a shield for another potential chair shot or a suicide dive w/chair, Noble gets blasted by the unforgiving steel as Star flies by. Star also feels the effects from it as he hits the outside, also going back to his incredibly ailing back. Both men are down and wrapped in pain as we briefly cut away.



**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


When we return from the break, Noble and Star haven’t returned to the ring, Noble having regained the upper hand since we last saw. A quick clip shows us how this happened during the commercial break, as Star went for a hurricanrana, but was held around Noble’s shoulders and has his head whipped violently against the barricade!! Noble has taken advantage and is pulling Star further up the entrance ramp, giving him blow after blow and forearm shot after shot. Star is barely able to get a shot in before Noble gives him a hard knee to the gut and whips him up against the barricade!! Star’s already twisted back gets put further to the test, but Noble isn’t done. He takes Star and straddles him on the railing barricade, the luchador screaming in sudden pain. Noble delivers another hard shot to Star’s face, but Star is able to bash Noble back. He then swings one of his legs back over the barricade and catches Noble right in the face, sending him reeling several steps. Noble walks up the entrance ramp on these reeling steps, Star using the space to stand up on the barricade. Star then begins running along the top of the guard rail like a tightrope…INTO A HURRICANRANA!!

Noble is forced even further up the ramp following this, Star taking a moment to tend to his still ailing back and landing on titanium. It’s Star’s turn to chase Noble with repeat blows once both men recover, tough, as Star delivers several kicks to Noble’s thighs before letting him have several elbow shots that brings both men all the way in front of the blood-red curtain on the entrance ramp. Star looks like he wants to hit a snap suplex on the metal entrance ramp, but Noble has enough in him to stop it and nail a suplex ONTO THE TITANIUM HIMSELF. Star’s back is again put through hell on that move, Noble hurting as well. The Pitbull understandably gets to his feet first and pulls Star’s limp body back up and looks to set up another Tiger Driver, even pulling Star up into a powerbomb position…SAMURAI DRIVER!! STAR COUNTERS WITH THE SAMURAI DRIVER!! NOBLE’S HEAD IS DRIVEN INTO THE ENTRANCE STAGE!!

Star has to shake the cobwebs out of his head and tend to his back after that one, perhaps even he a little surprised to be able to make his way out of that one. Some sparse “HOLY SHIT” chants can be heard, but Star looks a bit more in a train of thought to salute the crowd this time. He gets to his feet and looks very intently at the row of Roman-style columns of increasing sizes that flank the curtain, the tallest two holding up the AOW ‘tron. Star goes behind the smallest column roughly eight feet high that completely hides him. As the crowd buzzes for where Star may have disappeared to, Jamie Noble starts stirring and trying to get back to his feet, but we can see that his head meeting the steel framework has left him BUSTED OPEN. Noble is somewhat convulsing as he gets to his feet, his body responding to the sudden loss of blood. He seems somewhat disoriented, the crowd delivering a massive pop when they see something blue emerge from around the columns once again…Aero Star has climbed to the top of the middle column, roughly twelve feet high. Noble wanders a bit towards around said column, possibly not even seeing Aero. Star is still getting a massive reaction as he just crouches, then stands, measuring Noble up before saluting once more to the crowd…AND LEAPS ONTO NOBLE WITH A MAJESTIC, EAGLE-SPREAD CROSSBODY FROM TWELVE FEET IN THE AIR!! AYE DIOS MIO!!

“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”

The Hammerstein is a’rockin’ at the sight of a bleeding Noble leapt upon by the vengeful grace of a blue blur from out of the sky, a moment of euphoria somewhat stopping the match for what seems like an eternity but is only in fact barley over a minute of neither man able to move. Referee Ray Ramsey has dashed to the top of the ramp and on the entrance stage checking both men to make sure they’re okay and can continue, beginning the double KO count –

…1!!

…2!!

…3!!

…4!!

…5!!

…6!!

…7!!

Aero Star is to his feet, but he’s barley able to stand, the damage to his back taking over the impact of landing on Noble so much so that he has to grab at Ramsey’s shirt to help him get to his feet. The ref stops the count when Star takes Noble in hand and drags his carcass all the way down to the ring, both men nearly collapsing from battle damage and exhaustion. Star finally gets to the base of the ramp and rolls Noble into the ring, slowly crawling in after him and slinging an arm over for the emphatic cover –

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NO!!!

NOBLE THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!! HOW IN THE HELL??? It’s not over yet, Noble rolling the shoulder out of possibly sheer instinct, barely able to open his eyes. Star pulls at his mask in disbelief before falling back to the canvas in a very defeated manner, but he then rolls out of the ring and ventures to the outside and grabs the chair that Noble had earlier that cracked Star in the face as he flew with the Tope. Aero slides into the ring with said chair and looks prepared to use it, but he’s suddenly assaulted by a revitalized Noble, who shoots in on both his legs. This causes Star to drop the chair flat on the canvas as Noble lifts Star up and over his head…ALAMABASLAM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!! Star’s back now MUST be utterly destroyed, as he screams in the utmost agony and even freezes in the landing position, the crowd being completely deflated. Noble throws Star down with such authority, it leaves him off balance and sends him backpedaling into the ropes, leaning on them to keep himself up, the blood still pouring down his face. He gets an absolutely bone-chilling grin on his face when paired with that blood just looks satanic. It still takes him a moment to gather himself before scooting the chair from underneath Star and covering him with a bloodthirsty grin –

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STAR NOW DOES THE IMPOSSIBLE AND KICKS OUT!! WOW!! It’s Noble’s turn to be in disbelief as he runs his blood and sweat through his hair. Noble’s face really looks demonic now, as his smile has faded and the bloody face of an angry redneck bursts through. He takes Star’s head in his hands and screams at him “I ain’t no steppin’ stone, hear me? I will END you, monkey!” before slamming Star’s head back into the canvas and rolling out of the ring to retrieve the table he had set out earlier. He collapses it and slides it into the ring before setting it up very close to a ring corner. He turns around to see Star using the ropes to get to a vertical base, which he responds by taking the steel chair and BASHING IT AGAINST THE LUCHADOR’S SPINE!!

Star crunches up in pain as he falls back towards the canvas, Noble dropping the chair. The Pitbull then drags Star’s body into the corner nearest the table, Star’s back the one facing the inside of the ring. It soon becomes all too apparent what Noble’s going for here – the move he finished Star with at World Ablaze, but the way he couldn’t finish it the same night. Noble gets the underhooks and looks for THE SUPER TIGER DRIVER THROUGH THE TABLE…NO!! Star begins to barely be able to resist, throwing several boots up before bashing his head into Noble’s crotch, possibly preventing Gibson from having more kids. With Noble completely stunned, Star takes this moment to sling an arm across his chest and look back to take accurate measure, the crowd possibly knowing where this is going as well…both men are vertical on the top… MOONSAULT SIDE SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!!! MOONSAULT SIDE SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!!! The same move Star countered with at World Ablaze comes right back to put Noble through the very table that started this whole feud, the crowd popping their heads off and the luchador dragging the bloody body of Noble off his wooden coffin and throws himself on top of him –

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Winner: Aero Star at (19:30)

Star has his hand raised by the man in stripes, barley able to make it to his feet and have his hand raised high. Noble has his head face down on the canvas and covered in his own blood, barley able to move around the splinters around him. Star is as jubilant as a battle damaged star could be, limping to a turnbuckle and struggling to climb it before slowly saluting the crowd, all to a wild pop.


Joey Styles:
AY DIOS MIOS!! AERO STAR!! AERO STAR!!

JBL:
Wow!

Joey Styles:
I guess that says “Welcome to Oblivion” better than anything I could ever come up with!

JBL:
But that’s because you’re a terrible commentator, Joey. Lemme help you – folks, this is the only place on the entire planet where you will be lucky enough to see any kind of that!!

Joey Styles:
I’m so pumped up right now, I don’t have any room in my bloodstream to be offended by that comment, but yes, John! Jamie Noble and Aero Star welcoming you through the barn door with that absolutely incredible contest.

JBL:
Can you believe that was just our opener? We have a man in that ring right now bleedin’ like a Christmas pig.

Joey Styles:
Jamie Noble taken to the absolute limit here, but couldn’t quite pull out the win. But Aero Star looked nothing short of incredible.

JBL:
I tell you what – as great as that match was, I think it’s gonna be terrible for AOW in the long run.

Joey Styles:
Oh, come on, Bradshaw! As phenomenal as that was, you have to put a damper on it, don’t you?

JBL:
I’m not bein’ a damper, Joey, I’m just bein’ a realist. You didn’t even let me finish.

Joey Styles:
Well then tell us, John, how in the world could this match be a bad thing of AOW?

JBL:
Because now, every curtain jerker that goes on from now until the end of AOW itself is going to be compared to that. An’ I don’t see how they can get much better. It’s matches like this that make people take notice. I came into this match all for Jamie Noble an’ knowin’ Aero Star was some fun guy to watch an’ nothin’ more. I came out of that match with a whole new heapin’ pile of respect for Aero Star.

Joey Styles:
Wow. Of all the things you could’ve said, I would’ve never expected that, Bradshaw. But yes ladies and gentlemen, you talk about kicking off with a bang, but if you can believe it, that was just our opening act. We’ve got loads more here tonight!

JBL:
Oh, but it’s all so good.

Joey Styles:
After that wild open, we’ve got a pair of wild Samoans in action tonight against the team of men they took out a few weeks ago, but came back with a vengeance last week in the Sons of the Dungeon. Two of the teams who will be competing in that 4-Team Ladder Match come A Very Merry War will go head to head with heat between them.

JBL:
You wanna talk about heat, it doesn’t get any hotter than what’s goin’ on between Chris Jericho and Shawn Michaels.

Joey Styles:
We have that as well!! Chris Jericho has invited Shawn Michaels for a ‘career retrospective’ by promising Michaels that tonight, he would come face-to-face with the man who allegedly has had the biggest influence on Shawn Michaels’ career. Who could that be?

JBL:
I haven’t a clue.

Joey Styles:
And also later on tonight, we will have some footage from my interview in the home of the man we know as Rob Van Dam, but from what I saw, was quite unaware of who he even was. RVD was in such bad shape, that I was only able to speak to his wife, Sonya. She didn't tell me much, but what she had to say is just as heartwrenching. Keep it here folks.



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**Video Package**

We’re met with the gorgeous beach scene we’ve been treated to the last several weeks, but the man with the cigar that was relaxed in his recliner has risen and is walking along the surf. The coin he flipped is still lying in the sand, but we’re still unable to see what side it landed on.

As the man walks along the beach, his feet make prints in the soft sand that are quickly gobbled up by the approaching waves. The man keeps walking along the beach until he drops his cigar into the sand. We then see him pull a green apple out of his coat pocket. We stay focused on his bare chest inside his suit jacket as it sounds like he takes a bite of the apple before dropping it. The camera follows the apple as it falls, but before it hits the ground, we cut to another black screen, where new words, in English this time, appear on the screen –

“THE APPLE DOESN’T FALL FAR…”

**End Package**

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


~Backstage, the Green Zone interview set, with a brand new face for us…


Steve Romero:
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen, my name is Steve Romero. I’m excited to be here tonight, my first night here in AOW Wrestling, but I’m even more excited that my first ever guests are the AOW Tag Team Champions, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas – the World’s Greatest Tag Team!

~The camera does indeed pan back a bit to reveal the WGTT, Benjamin’s title over his shoulder while Haas’ is around his waist.

Steve Romero:
Gentlemen, it’s great to see you tonight, but last week, not only did you come so very close to losing your Tag Team Championships, but Paul Heyman made a ladder match for A Very Merry War that involved not just you and American Made, but American Made, the Sons of the Dungeon, and the dangerous Samoan Fight Club. Can you give me what exactly your thoughts are on that?

Charlie Haas:
Our thoughts? Steve, sorry to ruin your first day on the job, but there’s nothing more to be said.

Shelton Benjamin:
We asked for competition and we got exactly what we asked for. We got a little bit ahead of ourselves and runnin’ at the mouth might cost us these titles in two weeks.

Charlie Haas:
That’s why from right after this interview until the Supershow, the World’s Greatest Tag Team will take on a code of silence. Unlike some of our opponents, we don’t need to talk.

Shelton Benjamin:
All we need is that ring to prove our skill and these titles to prove why we are the World’s Greatest Tag Team.

Steve Romero:
Thank you for your time, gent –

~Before Romero can conclude a proper sign off, someone walks into the frame, surprising all in attendance in AOW Champion Chris Jericho

Chris Jericho:
Congratulations, gentlemen. You did barley escape with your titles by the skin of your teeth last week, but you’re still champions. And I wish you both luck in a couple of weeks where I’m sure all three of us will walk out with these titles, despite rampant adversity.

Shelton Benjamin:
What are you on about, Jericho?

Chris Jericho:
What I’m on about is merely wishing you boys well. But only because if you manage to defeat three other talented teams in one shot…that would make you some kind of worthy…wouldn’t it? Just think about that.

~Jericho walks off the set and away from a somewhat stunned Steve Romero and some puzzled expressions from the now silent oath taking WGTT


~Back at ringside…


As we return to action, “SKIP OVER” is being heard over the sound system for one of the only times in AOW, as Elix Skipper is doing a few warm-up jumps inside the ring. Most of us haven’t seen Skipper for a few months actually; those well aware of OVW may have seen him whipping the youngsters in shape, but nonetheless, he’s back on our screens, but for him it may be most unfortunate…

…and that’s because the next sound we hear is “MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT”, as Samoa Joe makes his march down the entrance ramp, getting a little bit of a smirk on his face for one of the only times in AOW. He doesn’t pander to the crowd, keeping his no-nonsense aura as he rolls into the ring to face Skip

MATCH 2
Samoa Joe
v.
Elix Skipper


Joe whips the towel from around his neck off onto the nearby steel ring steps before circling up with Skipper, the two locking up. Joe immediately gets the upper hand and forces Skipper into a corner before backing away and delivering a mighty CHOP(Wooooo!) Skipper goes reeling out of the corner, but Joe stops him with his free arm and chunks him right back into the corner, before delivering not just one CHOP(Woooooo!), but soon starts delivering a machine gun paced flurry of CHOPS(Wooooo!) that amount to nearly a dozen once he’s done. The crowd is fired up after that intense display, as Skipper doesn’t just go reeling out, but simply falls to his knees and starts crawling away from Joe. The Samoan Machine is quick to follow his veteran opponent, however, grabbing him by the neck and bringing him a bit more vertical before snapmaring him over and delivering a chop to the back of his head, quickly follows with a kick to the chest, before capping off the impressive combo with a jumping knee drop right on Skipper’s solar plexus.

Joe drags Skipper back to his feet, then tries to put him back down with a possible clothesline, but Skipper actually manages to duck underneath and rebound off the ropes behind him, hitting Joe with a hard forearm. Skipper then backpedals and rebounds off the ropes again and looks for a spinning wheel kick, but Joe manages to duck underneath it. As Joe charges right back at Skipper, Elix actually leaps cleanly over Joe and winds up behind him, contorting him around and wrapping him up in the Primetime Submission, his modified octopus stretch. He has the big man an contorted, but the power of Joe doesn’t make him stay in this position for very long, managing to maneuver himself but keep Skipper up on his back…Samoan drop!!

Joe crunches Skipper’s body underneath his own and tries for the first actual cover of the match – 1…2…3-NO!! Skipper keeps it going. Joe grabs hold of Skipper’s head and shoves it between his legs before lifting him and powerbombing the cruiserweight, but Joe doesn’t hold him in the prawn hold. Instead, he immediately transitions it into an STF!! Skipper is now caught with the tremendous size and power of the big man, and it looks like the end, but Skipper is just a fingertip away from the ropes. Joe turns up and tries to get him away from the rope, but Skip just barely manages to grab hold of the bottom rope, forcing Joe to unlock the hold, but not before he gets the referee count all the way to 4.

Joe finally gets off of Skipper’s body, who has to use the ropes to pull himself up. Joe keeps his intense expression locked on Skipper, as he charges at him and wraps his hands around his waist and looks for a German suplex, but Skipper manages to backflip out of the move behind Joe once more before leaping onto and from the second rope in the corner with a crossbody…Joe casually walks out of the way!! Joe shakes his head at his very genre savvy notion of just standing there and awaiting an airborne opponent. Skipper soon recovers gripping his midsection, looking to charge right back at Joe….STJOE!! The one-armed sideslam puts Skipper back down! Joe smells the end of the contest now, taking Skipper up and slinging him over his shoulder…ISLAND DRIVER!! ISLAND DRIVER!! Skipper’s head gets driven into the canvas, folding over itself as Joe emphatically covers – 1…2…3…!!

Winner: Samoa Joe at (4:06)

Joe moves himself off of Skipper’s body and has his hand raised, taking in his reception while still reeking of intensity. As Joe takes to the outside and grabs his towel, we hear the crowd begin to buzz a good bit as Joe looks to go back up the ramp, he turns around to look towards what everybody’s buzzing about – JOE’S CRACKED IN THE SKULL WITH A STEEL CHAIR BY BOBBY LASHLEY!! The hard shot instantly dizzies Joe, Lashley bursting into the frame. Lash isn’t done here, taking the chair and AGAIN CLOCKING JOE ACROSS THE DOME. Joe is even more out of it now, wandering around the outside, as Lashley stalks him, chair in hand. Joe leans on the barricade as the crowd watches Lashley lift the chair high once more…but Joe kicks him in the gut for it!

Lashley drops the steel chair and doubles over, giving Joe a little more time to recover from his concussive blows. Joe is able to somewhat drunkingly wander over to the now downed chair and then over to the still doubled over Lashley, who is holding onto the apron for support – JOE CRACKS THE CHAIR OFF LASHLEY’S SPINE!! Lash cringes while the crowd cheers at the sound. Lashley scrunches his face and body as he wanders in pain over to the barricade now, Joe further shaking the cobwebs out of his head. Joe then ventures over to the prone Lashley before BRINGING THE CHAIR DOWN AGAIN…nobody home!! Joe hits cold barricade, the stunning him for a quick second. Lashley has made some space between he and the Samoan Machine, but Joe raises the chair one last time…SPEAR!! SPEAR…THROUGH THE BARRICADE!! LASHLEY AND JOE RIP RIGHT THROUGH THE BARRICADE AND RIGHT INTO THE FANS’ LAPS!! “HOLY SHIT!” chants run amuck, as both Lashley and Joe are downed and neither one of them are moving.


Joey Styles:
Wha – Bobby Lashley just came out of nowhere and he’s caused this scene! The barricade is busted!

JBL:
Look at the brimmin’ hatred between these two, Joey! Minutes after Samoa Joe proved why he’s a man on a mission, Bobby Lashley is right there to prove why he is a worthy man!

Joey Styles:
Blindsiding Samoa Joe with a steel chair is worthy?! You’ve gotta be kidding me, John!

JBL:
You do whatever it takes to protect yourself, Joey.

Joey Styles:
Oh, of course. But yes, you can just see the tension between both of these men escalating to this point, Joe hunting guys down, and Lashley being first on his list…but Lashley responds with this!

JBL:
An’ how exactly would you respond to someone essentially puttin’ you on a hitlist, Joey? You wouldn’t do what Lashley just did?

Joey Styles:
Well I –

JBL:
Of course you wouldn’t. You wouldn’t barge at the man hutnin’ you an’ spear him. You’d proly go an’ cower in the corner of your mommy’s basement. Bobby Lashley gained some major respect and worthy points by takin’ down the Samoan Submission Machine.

Joey Styles:
This isn’t about me, John! This is about those two guys who might be damn well ready to kill each other! We’re gonna need to get someone to clean this up…goodness…


Both Joe and Lashley are still very much out of it, but Lashley is moving and has risen to his feet, Joe still unable to stand. Lashley begins to walk away with an intense look on his face before taking a few steps back and extending his arms pointing out in his signature taunt, garnering a great deal of heat as we fade away…


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


~Commentators’ table, both men with somber expressions and tones…

Joey Styles:
Welcome back to AOW Oblivion folks, where we’re just coming back from a very chaotic situation involving Samoa Joe and Bobby Lashley. But that situation has escalated so high because Samoa Joe has vowed to go on a hunt and track down those who have done both he and Rob Van Dam wrong. While Joe has taken an oath to do it with his own hands, what has happened to RVD is much more…well…dark.

JBL:
Yeah, an’ as I’ve said before, I’m not the biggest RVD enthusiast, but I don’t really think I could wish this kind of thing on anyone.

Joey Styles:
Indeed. Two weeks ago here on Oblivion, RVD was deemed unable to compete in any kind of championship match ever again. RVD seemed to have a very tranquil mental breakdown, being unaware of exactly who he was. He has been sent to his Los Angeles home, but earlier this week, I had the unfortunate honor of going the Van Dam residence to see if I could get any further answers.



**Rob Van Dam’s Residence, Los Angeles California**

We’re brought to a scene inside a very nice house, Joey Styles and a woman sitting at an angle to each other in a somewhat formal interview setting. The woman has dark brunette hair.

Joey Styles:
I am Joey Styles and I am sitting here in the Van Dam residence here in Los Angeles, California hoping to get more word on the condition we saw Rob Van Dam in a few weeks ago. Rob appears to be a bit…um…“out of it”, but in the meantime, I am sitting with his wife – the lovely Sonya. Sonya, it’s great to see you again.

Sonya:
It’s always nice to see you again too, Joey.

Joey Styles:
I do wish it weren’t under these circumstances, though, as I’m sure you can imagine.

Sonya:
That I can.

Joey Styles:
Well, um, Mrs. Szatowski, is Rob doing any better than when we last saw him?

Sonya:
…I don’t know what ‘better’ is in this case to tell you the truth, Joey. I’ve never seen Rob without any kind of confidence or motivation. Right now, he’s just…I don’t know…existing, I guess. He’s not even sure if he lives here.

Joey Styles:
So he has continued to show signs of an identity crisis?

Sonya:
Yes. He walked in here two weeks ago and just had a very lost expression. Every time I call him “Rob” he gets angry and says that that’s not who he is…and he spends hours a day looking at himself in a mirror like he’s trying to figure out who’s looking back at him…
~Sonya Szatowski/Van Dam noticeably has a lump of tears in her throat

Joey Styles:
It’s okay, Sonya. We don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to.

Sonya:
…I’m sorry, Joey –
~Sonya runs out of the scene on the verge of tears, Styles looking very somber as he looks to the cameraman and tells him that “that’s it”.

**End Broadcast**



Joey Styles:
Uh I would like to take this time to thank Sonya Szatowski for her time and to apologize to AOW as a whole because, obviously, I was unable to get any of the answers many of us were hoping of getting, but Rob Van Dam’s mental state is still evidently in a very vulnerable position.

JBL:
Joey, you an’ I might not be the best of friends or even coexisting acquaintances, but I think you did the best you could. An’ business is business – the show must go on. But I think it’s clear that we can say the infamous ego of Rob Van Dam just may have collapsed on itself a couple weeks ago.

Joey Styles:
I appreciate that John, but I would have to agree with you there. Whatever may be going on in RVD’s head is of all of our utmost concern especially considering what happened to the last man who was in a similar position to him not too long ago in Christian Cage. Again, we will keep you updated on the mental condition of Rob Van Dam as best we can.

JBL:
But like I just said – the show must go on.

Joey Styles:
And on it will go – later on tonight we have Chris Jericho promising Shawn Michaels he’d offer him a ‘career retrospective’ by bringing him face to face with a man who has had an impact on his career. But up next, we’ve got some bad tag team blood – the Sons of the Dungeon return to action against the team that wanted to take them out, the Samoan Fight Club.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**



We return from the break with the image of AOW Owner Paul Heyman in his office at his desk, but he’s looking up from it because someone must have walked in the door during the break…

Paul Heyman:
Can I get you anything, Dave? Maybe a coffee…?

~The camera travels up to reveal the bitter face of the tough Irish bastard, Finlay

Finlay:
I think you know what I want.

Paul Heyman:
Well now, Finlay, if I knew what you wanted I wouldn’t be –

~Finlay pounds his fists on Heyman’s desk, making him jump back into his chair

Finlay:
I said I think you know what I want.

Paul Heyman:
Alright, let’s just cool it. Just tell me what it is you want, Finlay. As a matter of fact, why don’t you just tell me exactly what your business was with Rob Van Dam and then I can see what I can do.

Finlay:
I’ll make it simple and keep that to myself. Either you give me Chris Jericho. Or you let me finish Rob Van Dam.

~Heyman sits in silence and looks at Finlay

Paul Heyman:
First you tell me your business with both of them.
~Finlay is silent, just staring a hole through Heyman

Paul Heyman:
Tell you what – you get neither. Rob Van Dam is at his home on leave because of you and Chris Jericho has his #1 contender to deal with. If you want a match, I can give you one next week. But until you open up about what you’ve done, there’s not much I’m willing to do for you. Understand?

Finlay:
…we’ll see.

~Finlay walks out of the office and closes the door, leaving Heyman to finally exhale as the intimidating Irishman leaves him be as we fade back to the arena…


~Back at ringside…


“JIMBO” goes off the sound system now, the audience feeling a good bit of fear run through them, as the Samoan Fight Club comes storming down the ramp in their black sleeveless tees, MMA gloves, and lava-lavas, which is the traditional Samoan kilt-like garment. Manu upholds his perpetually savage expression, Siaki with a little bit more human, but still savage, flair. As the two step in the ring and remove their lava-lavas, they both let out beastly screams that garner a bit more heat.

“EXECUTORS OF EXCELLENCE” greets our ears, as the Sons of the Dungeon come through the blood-red curtain now to a very nice reception, the first time they’ve stepped through it since World Ablaze – and it’s because of the men in the ring. Wilson and Smith are actually in synch as they come down the ramp, almost in a marching-like manner. The wrestling machines make their way into the ring, their gazes never once leaving the one of the SFC. We briefly cut away while that interaction goes on, showing us to a room backstage, the World’s Greatest Tag Team staring at a television screen with their arms crossed, obviously going to pay very close attention to this match.


MATCH 3
Samoan Fight Club
v.
Sons of the Dungeon


We pick up the match about five minutes in, with a pretty decent back and forth contest going with multiple tag ins and outs, but Harry Smith has started pulling away on Siaki to take an advantage. Smith and Siaki get into an exchange of blows, but Smith starts pulling away and whips Siaki across the ring, only to be kicked in the face as he lowers his head on the rebound. Siaki bounces off the ropes again, but he’s caught up by Smith in a scoop powerslam that drives him into the canvas and puts Smith on top for a cover – 1…2…NO!! Siaki still has plenty of fight left, trying to get to his feet to tag in Manu, but before he can, Smith grabs at his head and pulls him back center ring before pulling him up and keeping him there before coming crashing back down with the delayed vertical suplex! Another cover on Siaki – 1…2…NO!! Still not done there.

Smith drags Siaki to his feet and begins dragging him into his corner for a tag in, but before it can be made, Siaki begins springing back to life, delivering several blows to Smith’s midsection before surprising him with a sharp toe kick and nailing a snap DDT that drives Smith down and suddenly shifting the momentum. Siaki then takes a look into the SOD corner and taunts Wilson a little, prompting him to want to storm the ring before the ref stops him. This doesn’t distract the referee for very long, Siaki now dragging Smith to his feet and punting him in the gut once more before rebounding off the ropes and nailing a running corkscrew neckbreaker!! An impressive move RITE DERE, Siaki looking for the cover – 1…2…NO!! Smith has more than enough left in him to kick out, pissing off the angry Samoan.

To show that anger, he drives Smith by the midsection into the SFC corner and tags in the big man Manu. As Manu steps in, Siaki flips Smith upside down into a tree of woe position and steps back center ring. Manu then takes Siaki and whips him towards Smith, Siaki nailing an aided low dropkick that pulls Smith down from his tree of woe, but inflicts a great deal of damage on his neck. As Siaki gets out now, Manu follows up and finishes the intended combo by taking the downed Smith from behind and flipping him all the way over with a wheelbarrow suplex!! It’s Manu’s turn for a big cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Wilson dives in to help his partner, which only gets him a psychotic look from Manu as he gets vertical. The referee backs Wilson into his corner as Manu stares him down.

Manu takes Smith’s head in his clutches and drives an elbow into it before forcing his head sideways, putting a great deal of strain on his neck. The crowd tries to get Davey Boy’s son back into things, Smith finally able to get to his feet and trying to deliver some blows to the gut of Manu, but a headbutt from the big man stops his offense. As Smith stumbles back, he hits the ropes behind him hard and comes right back towards Manu with a surprise big boot!! Manu is beheaded, giving Smith the time he needs to make the tag to his corner, bringing Wilson into things, who immediately jumps into the fray with a springboard elbow drop onto Manu!! Wilson with a big cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Siaki bursts into the ring to break it up!

When he does break it up, he continues to pummel the still downed Wilson, very much paralleling the beatdown that took the Sons out a few weeks ago. Smith, who is still not completely out of it, stops Siaki and hits him with a backhand CHOP(Woooooo!) that stuns him long enough for Smith to whip him into the ropes, lying flat on the rebound. As Siaki leaps over Harry, he’s immediately knocked out of the sky by a picture perfect Wilson dropkick!! Siaki falls and rolls out of the ring, leaving Wilson to deal with Manu, which whom he promptly nails with a big roundhouse kick to the skull!! Manu falls again – 1…2…3-NO!! The big man doesn’t go down!

TJ now has to work on wearing down Manu, but the wild Samoan is much stronger than the cruiserweight, forcing him to go to work on the legs some. Wilson starts planting some knees into Manu’s huge legs before following up with a very nice side leg lock. Manu is seen in possible pain for really the first time that we know of, but after a while, finally manages to power out of that hold as well. As he stumbles to his feet, Wilson tries to roll him up from behind – 1…2…NO!! Manu is able to roll out of that. Once both men get to their feet, Wilson is beheaded by a Manu clothesline!! It sends Wilson flipping, but instead of going for the pin, Siaki is in the corner directing traffic and telling Manu to sit Wilson in the corner. Manu does so, backing up several steps and letting out a monstrous roar, taking his time. He then launches himself for the running hip attack, but the scholarly Wilson is barely able to move out of the way at the last second, Manu’s hip bouncing off the hard corner, giving Wilson just enough time to leap onto the second rope and back towards Manu – diving neckbreaker!!

Both men are down, Wilson still reeling from the clothesline and taking a tumble from the neckbreaker. Both men are also trying to crawl back into their corners, Manu much closer to his than is Wilson. The smaller Wilson proceeds to crawl, while Manu does so for a step or two before being able to groggily get to his feet. As he tries to find himself and make the tag to Siaki, he’s suddenly stopped. Wilson has stopped crawling and has instead delivered a low sweep kick to the back of Manu’s weakened leg, forcing him to fall back down!! This gives Wilson the burst he needs to make the final leap to tag back in Smith, who enters into the ring, Siaki soon following. Siaki gets clotheslined over the top rope for his troubles, while Manu gets brought into a bearhug/spinebuster position in Smith’s clutches. Without a single hitch, Wilson, even while battered, makes it to the apron and springboards off...HART ATTACK!! The Sons’ modified version of the move involves a springboard neckbreaker, but it hurts all the same!! And just for insurance it seems, Wilson takes a look at Siaki outside as he’s recovering…pancha hurricanrana!! Smith is still in the ring, lying on top of the big man Manu – 1…2…3…!!!

Winners: Sons of the Dungeon at (12:43)

The Sons have returned and knocked off the SFC!! The Samoan Fight Club loses their first match period to the boys from the dungeon, as Wilson and Smith get up and celebrate with each other, Wilson having to lean on the larger Smith. The Fight Club is still down, Siaki on the outside and conscious, wondering where they went wrong

We briefly turn backstage during the celebration still, as we see again the WGTT standing in front of a monitor and nodding their heads before the camera pans back to reveal a pair of men standing behind them…in Jack Hagar and Nick Nameth – American Made.


Nameth:
A ‘code of silence’, huh? You guys think you’re better than us because you don’t have to say a word? Or do you just have nothing to say because you know damn well that we should be the ones holding those gold straps and not you?

~The World’s Greatest just look at each other before looking back at Nameth with a menacing look

Nameth:
ANSWER ME!!

Hagar:
Nick! Let’s go. Let’s leave these false champions to their false peace.

~Hagar leads Nameth out of the scene, the WGTT looking on before turning back to the screen and the focus is again on the Sons of the Dungeon being able to walk away from their duel with the Fight Club.

Joey Styles:
Tensions are all over the place in the tag team division, the World’s Greatest Tag Team with a target on their backs like never before, but tonight, it’s the Sons of the Dungeon that get the biggest victory here tonight.



~Backstage, the Green Zone interview set…


Steve Romero:
Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this ti –

The Miz:
No. You mean MY guest at this time. Who are you, anyway?

Steve Romero:
Uh…I’m Steve Romero, backstage interviewer. You must be The Miz.

The Miz:
I must be The Miz? Really? Really? I’m the face of this place. The hardest working, least respected guy in this entire company and I’m the guy who is gonna interview the new #1 contender for the Dynasty Championship, CM Punk!

~It’s at this point that Punk actually walks in from offscreen and takes his place between both interviewers, looking a tad puzzled, but obviously amused

The Miz:
Tell me Punk – how does it feel to be getting a shot at a title you honestly don’t deserve?

~Punk looks at Miz like he’s some kind of disease before getting a smartass smile on his face

CM Punk
:
Hey Miz…is that a broom closet I see over there?

~Miz, not wanting to relive his adventures from last week, looks over his shoulder in fear before fleeing the scene, leaving only Romero and Punk

CM Punk
:
Welcome aboard, Steve.

Steve Romero:
Thank you, Mr. Punk. But indeed, how does it feel to finally be knocking on the door of the Dynasty Championship that you’ve worked so hard to get a shot at?

CM Punk:
Y’know, Steve, it feels…a little weird if I could use a word. I mean, I’m not gonna dramatize it, its exactly what it looks like. I’ve had to work my ass off to get this title shot against a guy who took out a great wrestler named Lance Storm. I’ve had to work my ass off to finally get a shot to get into the ring with a guy who is too absorbed in his money to realize he’s nothing more than a coward. I’ve had to work my ass off to get a match against a guy who has been at my throat, called me a street rat, and even placed a bounty on my head for the fifty grand he frivolously lost and put in my hands.

~Punk smirks a bit

CM Punk
:
Yeah. It feels a little weird when you finally get what you deserve. You can ask your new colleague Miz about that, Steve. Pretty sure it felt weird in that broom closet last week.

Steve Romero:
I’ll be sure to make note to ask him, but speaking of the $50,000 left in your possession by Lance Storm, where exactly is that money now, Punk, and what do you plan to do with it now that it’s no longer up for grabs?

~Before Punk can answer that question, however, someone just walking into the frame stops him from saying anything. The figure walks in and reveals himself to be none other than AOW Dynasty Champion Muhammad Hassan, who looks as calm as can be…

Hassan:
Yes, Punk. What exactly do you plan on doing with my money?

CM Punk:
I kinda figured that since it’s, y’know, actually mine, I can do whatever I want with it. Maybe some liquor and cigs to pass around to the other street rats, eh?

Hassan:
Very funny, Punk. I’m quite well educated when it comes to your whole “straight edge” thing. But just to reassure me, what exactly do these abhorrent “X’s” mean…?

~Punk gets in Hassan’s face

CM Punk
:
They mean I’m alcohol free and they mean I’m drug free. They mean I’m not to be held down by people like you. They mean I’m not held down by any vices. But in two weeks, if you’re not careful, you just might find yourself on the wrong end of a different kind of…“Vice”.

~Punk lets out another smartass smirk, knowing he’s made a terrible joke

Hassan:
CM Punk, the joker you are. You can crack all the laughs you want, but I’m no joke. I’m a very powerful man. And just stepping into that ring with me will take you places you’ve never been before.


Punk takes in that line, but doesn’t have enough time to digest it before Paul Burchill and Brent Albright ambush him from behind!! This causes Romero to scamper, but Punk is left at the mercy of the merciless Mercenaries, who begin laying several boots repeatedly into an already weekly-worn down Punk. Hassan hasn’t budged from his spot, just stoically watching Punk get ripped into while he doesn’t move a muscle. Burchill takes Punk and drives his spine into the pillar at the center of the interview set! Punk lets out a scream of agony as he falls right in front of Brent Albright, who takes Punk and delivers a somewhat uncharacteristic spinebuster on the hard concrete floor!! Punk’s vertebrae could very well be shattered as he rolls around on the floor in a great deal of pain as Hassan just stares down at the ‘street rat’ with a mixture of pleasure and bitterness that we always see him express. Before we leave the scene, however, Burchill delivers a barely audible “you owe us” before we see Hassan throw up a hand that tells Burchill to hush up. The scene closes as we get a close up of Punk gripping his back through gritted teeth as we head back up to Hassan…

Hassan:
See, Punk, to be in my position, you’ve gotta be willing to bleed to succeed. And when I’m done with you in two weeks…I promise, you’re going to be very successful.



~Back at ringside…


Joey Styles:
I think the closer we get to A Very Merry War, the more people just start coming unraveled! We’ve already documented the case of RVD, but now we’ve seen Bobby Lashley go after Samoa Joe, American Made losing their composure with the World’s Greatest Tag Team, and now Muhammad Hassan might have completely lost it after CM Punk was named the #1 contender for his Dynasty Championship!

JBL:
An’ don’t forget about The Miz nearly losin’ his cool. I love seein’ that jackass flustered an’ runnin’ with fear.

Joey Styles:
Only you, Bradshaw. But indeed, we are veering ever closer to not just the end of the year 2007, but also very close to Art of War Wrestling’s second ever Supershow, A Very Merry War and John, we’ve already got an absolutely stacked lineup come two weeks.

JBL:
Oh, you’re tellin’ me? I’ve been with ya, Joey! I know how incredible this thing’s gonna be!

Joey Styles:
It’s not just going to be incredible, it’s going to be chaotic, partner, as we’ve got an absolutely huge 4-Team Ladder Match with the AOW Tag Team Championships hanging in the balance. This match coming about after Benjamin and Haas demanded better competition – and boy, did they get it.

JBL:
Those four teams really have it in for each other, Joey.

Joey Styles:
That they do; the Sons of the Dungeon picking up some momentum tonight, but in two weeks, it will be the World’s Greatest Tag Team trying to fend off three pairs of hungry challengers between ladders – the brash and possible should-be champions American Made, the animalistic Samoan Fight Club, and the legacy driven Sons of the Dungeon. Who will be able to climb that ladder to new heights?

JBL:
An’ speakin’ of new challengers, we might have seen Muhammad Hassan just take real good care of his new challenger.

Joey Styles:
John, you know as well as I do what CM Punk’s had to endure over the last several weeks. What Hassan did tonight isn’t gonna keep him down.

JBL:
But that’s why Hassan’s champion, Joey – he’s smart. CM Punk’s got more heart than he’s got head. If he were any kind of smart, he’d back off and let it be, but instead, he’s just a smartass and got beat for it.

Joey Styles:
I still don’t understand your innate hatred for that kid, but nonetheless, I’m sure CM Punk will rise to the challenge in two weeks when he faces the man who took out his ‘coach’ in Lance Storm for his Dynasty Championship. Punk’s road is filled with plenty of blood, sweat, and greed, but will Punk actually be able to follow up on his well-documented words and come away with the title?

JBL:
How about the news we just got a few moments ago, Joey?

Joey Styles:
We saw just a few moments ago how Bobby Lashley responded to Samoa Joe putting the hit on him, breaking the barricade, but it’s just been made official – at A Very Merry War, the titans that are Samoa Joe and Bobby Lashley will clash, both men utterly motivated. Joe motivated by his hunt and Lashley motivated by being a brand new ‘worthy man’ alongside Chris Jericho. But when the giants clash, who will be left standing?

JBL:
An’ what about that huge main event that could spell the end of one man’s incredible career?

Joey Styles:
Shawn Michaels’ contract states that if he doesn’t win the AOW Championship before the end of the year, he’ll be stripped of his ability to compete in the ring. But Shawn Michaels has one last chance to get that gold – but he has to go through the mastermind and Worthy Champion known as Chris Jericho.

JBL:
Get ready to get used to seein’ a retired Showstopper, Joey.

Joey Styles:
On the contrary, John. Shawn Michaels has done nothing but kick it into a fifth gear his entire career when the lights are on the brightest. And the spotlight won’t be any more intense on him come A Very Merry War. But that’s in two weeks on December 26th. Coming up next, we’ve got Chris Jericho and Shawn Michaels in the same ring, Jericho promising a Michaels ‘career retrospective’ of some sort, while also making Michaels possibly confront someone who has made the most impact on the Heart Break Kid’s career.



We momentarily head backstage again, where we see Paul Heyman once again in his office, but he’s suddenly flanked by two members of the NYPD…?


Paul Heyman:
Uh…can I help you gentlemen?

Officer #1:
Mr. Paul Heyman, we have reason to believe that someone has ordered a threat against your life.

Officer #2:
We ask that you remain calm and please come with us as we escort you out of the building.

Paul Heyman:
Escort…? I have a show to run here, coppers!

Officer #1:
Sir, there has been a threat that specifically names you as the target. Whoever the perpetrator may be, they undoubtedly know you’re here. We’d like to get you out for your own good.

Paul Heyman:
Hogwash.

~The police officers don’t seem to be taking Heyman’s happy mouth, taking him up by both arms and walking him out of his office

Paul Heyman:
Hey! Put me down! At least tell me who sent this so called “threat!”

Officer #2:
We’ll get everything straightened out at the station, sir.


Heyman sustains a very puzzled expression as the officers walk him out of his office, leaving it empty as we slowly fade away…


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


Upon our return, we can hear the roar of “KING OF MY WORLD” heard around the arena, as AOW Champion Chris Jericho has come strolling down to the ring in a full on three-piece suit, but he has with him center ring something very large, erected, and covered in a red cloak. He is also mysteriously without the rest of the Worthy Legion, as Lashley has had his fill tonight, but there’s no Paul Wright. Jericho circles it several times, holding his title over his shoulder and the microphone patting against his chest. He finally looks as though he’ll begin talking, but as soon as his music dies, the crowd is heard throwing a great deal of heat towards him, causing him to stop, then find another place to start.

Chris Jericho:
In case you all have forgotten, my name is Chris Jericho. Not only am I a worthy man, not only am I your AOW Heavyweight Champion, but I am a worthy champion at that. And I am here to lead you down the path of enlightenment.

~Ungodly heat for that potential “I am a god” introduction

Chris Jericho:
And just like the predictable, easily influenced, led to slaughter sheep you all are, you boo me because I want something better for you than what you’re used to. And what you’re used to are people like Shawn Michaels, who tries to use his “dark and troubled past” to try and rally you all behind him as though he were some kind of hero.

~More heat, as Jericho’s face devolves into a scowl as he runs Michaels down

Chris Jericho:
Shawn, you can parade around here like you deserve these people’s approval, trying to use the fact that you played the wrong game your entire career and suffered for it to get them behind you. But you can pretend you’re some knight in shining armor all you want – I know the truth. I know just how unworthy you really are.

~Even more heat

Chris Jericho:
And with the career of Shawn Michaels coming to an unceremonious end on December 26th, I thought what better way to honor the stained and debased career of Shawn Michaels than bringing him face to face with the one certain individual who has had the most detrimental effect on his entire career.


Before Jericho can get any amount of heat on that, “SEXY BOY” is heard blasting over the arena now, as Shawn Michaels comes touting out through the red curtain and down the ramp, hamming it up as always. He even comes down to the ring mocking the scowl Jericho has plastered on his face. He steps into the ring with a very sly smirk on his face as he steps in front of the covered object in the center of the ring that’s between he and Jericho.

Shawn Michaels:
Jericho, I admire how much of a self-worshiper you are. I mean, I know I’m no role model, but I just wish my head could be even marginally as up my ass as yours is.

~A big pop for that

Shawn Michaels
:
Now I’ve been at this wrestling thing a pretty long time, Jericho. And I know this isn’t you and I’s first rodeo together. But even as much as you wish you were king of the world, I think even you saying you had the most ‘detrimental effect’ on my career is pushing my suspension of belief a little bit.

~A bit of a leaning on the fourth wall comment by Michaels there, but Jericho is very quick to correct him

Chris Jericho:
No no no no, Michaels. I never said I was the man who had the most detrimental effect on your career. I just said today, you would come face to face with the one man who has. The one man who has put you in the completely unfortunate situation you’re in. The one man who has made you more of a pathetic, unworthy man than you could ever dream of –

~Jericho pulls back the red cloaked object to reveal…a large mirror…? Jericho makes his point…

Chris Jericho:
Y’see, Michaels – the one man who has put you where you are right now is yourself. So how about you stop pandering to these people, warping the truth around to make them feel sorry for you and do what you have to do every single day – look in the mirror at the man looking back at you and admit your atrocities!!

~Even more heat at this point, Michaels’ smile has long faded, staring into the mirror at himself with a very stoic expression. Jericho looks on as Michaels soon lifts the mic to his lips

Shawn Michaels
:
…look at you. You’re some kind of guy, huh?

~Jericho turns to possibly respond to that remark before he realizes Michaels is actually talking to himself in the mirror

Shawn Michaels
:
But you’re no different from me. And I’m no different from you. You’re just the man in the mirror…but Chris Jericho is right. You are the man who has nearly ruined my career.

~Jericho gets a sly smile as Michaels’ expression turns nearly apologetic

Shawn Michaels
:
You were the one who pulled as many strings as you could way back when. You were the one who pissed off everyone you even met. You were the one who paid for all those wrongs by breaking his back. You were the one who made me desperate enough to put everything on the line. You were the one who put me right here…

~The crowd is nearly silenced as Michaels is staring a hole through himself in the mirror, even Jericho being taken aback by the harshness expressed here. Michaels even drops to his knees and continues staring…

Shawn Michaels:
…you were the one who made me hate me.

~The crowd is buzzing at that, again, Jericho very much surprised at what he may have caused here

Shawn Michaels
:
I shouldn’t hate you for that. I really shouldn’t. You were only doing what you thought was right at the time, right? What you thought was the best course of action so you could stay on top, right? And as much as you say you’re a changed man since you’ve been in AOW; as much of a ‘clean slate’ you say this has all been…you’ve stayed exactly the same. And not a damn thing has changed.

~Michaels looks so angry, he’s on the verge of tears

Shawn Michaels
:
Because what everyone’s saying is right. All those years ago, you were the ultimate asshole and you screwed over a man over a business decision turned personal. You spat in his face and on his legacy. You just couldn’t admit that someone else was the better man. And so here you are. A decade later after that night in Montreal. You did the same thing to another man. You say you’ve changed, but you’re full of shit.

~Crowd and Jericho (and surely the network) are really taken aback by that one…

Chris Jericho:
That’s right, Michaels. Admit it to yourself. Honesty is the best policy. Just look into your own eyes. Look at how just unworthy you are. That reflection of imperfection. That –

~As Jericho wanders into the frame of the mirror’s reflection, Michaels gets up from his knees and grabs at Jericho’s tie, pulling him in, and giving him an angry expression and scaring the hell out of Jericho before tossing him back into a corner out of the frame and looking right back at the mirror, dropping to his knees once again.

Shawn Michaels
:
And yes, you may be pretty imperfect. You may be an icon, but you’re not an idol. There’s guys backstage that’ve admired you since the day you stepped into this ring. But who’s the guy they idolized? The man you claimed you used to be? Or the man they think you are now?

~Jericho fixes himself while glaring at Michaels from a distance

Shawn Michaels
:
But who exactly are you now? Who exactly am I now? I’ll tell you exactly who I am. I’m the guy who came back when they told him he’d never wrestle again. I’m the guy who has put on the best damn show these people have ever seen in their lives. I’m the guy who has atoned for his sins and been made a new man. I’m the guy who has spent the last several years of his career making up for who I was then. I’m the guy who is gonna walk out in two weeks-time still having the best damn career anyone would ask for!

~A grandiose pop for Michaels building himself up here

Shawn Michaels
:
I’m the guy who is staring my reflection in the face and telling him that what we’ve done, we cannot undo. All I can do is tell you that you’re just the man in the mirror. And you will not break me…

~A big pop there as Michaels rises to his feet, the crowd surging off of those words. Jericho has gravitated towards the side of the mirror once again

Shawn Michaels
:
…and neither will you, Jericho.

~Michaels finally takes his eyes off the mirror and stares at Jericho standing beside it

Shawn Michaels
:
See Jericho, I’ve just done what you could never do. And that’s look at myself and admit all my flaws. Hell, lay them out in front of all these people. And as “unworthy” as you may think I and everyone else may be, Chris; if there’s one thing that I’ve learned the hard way the more I go in this ring is you’re only just as good as the guy staring back at you.

~Michaels drops the mike for a sec to look right back in the mirror with a smirk before looking back at Jericho

Shawn Michaels
:
And Jericho you’re lucky. ‘cause I make you look damn good.

~Huge pop. Jericho prepares to speak, but is caught staring at Michaels too long, who interrupts him

Shawn Michaels
:
But since you love wanting to…what was the word you used…“enlighten” we mindless sheep, I thought maybe I’d be a nice neighbor and “enlighten” you. You’re a smart guy, Chris, so I think you can handle what I’m about to say. See – there’s two kinds of guys who step in this ring. There’s those guys that can look themselves in the eye at the end of the day and those who can’t.

~Michaels points to the mirror on the last line

Shawn Michaels
:
There’s guys who know their place and accept their roles. And then there’s guys who love to stick their foot in the other guy’s faces.

~Jericho gets a smirk on his face

Chris Jericho:
Two guesses which one I am, Michaels. And I’m proud to admit that I like putting you in your place. So accept your role, Michaels. Your career is over. It’s time you take your place with these sheep you love so much. Because I know you too well. You’re that kind of guy.

~Jericho has a triumphant smile on his face as he grips his AOW title. Michaels has a look on his face that spells ‘comical indigestion’ as he takes a few steps away from Jericho

Shawn Michaels
:
Oooooh…sorry, Jericho. But you guessed wrong.

SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!
For the second week in a row, Shawn Michaels completely stands his ground on Jericho trying to weasel in to his mind!! Jericho is beheaded as the crowd goes wild, his AOW Championship flying from off his shoulders. Michaels then gets very aggressive and rips Jericho’s nice suit jacket off before taking him in his clutches and looking at the mirror that’s still standing center ring. The crowd can see what’s coming a mile away, but before anything happens, Michaels takes Jericho very close to his face –

“Know your place, junior!”

…AND CHUNKS CHRIS JERICHO RIGHT THROUGH THE MIRROR!! JERICHO GOES THROUGH THE PLANE OF GLASS!! WOW!! Shawn Michaels has just absolutely come up with the upper hand against the psychological terrorist in the AOW Champion!! The crowd has come absolutely unglued, as Jericho is nearly twitching amongst a ring now full of shards, his eyes even held open in shock. Michaels just as a ‘did I do that’ look on his face before getting a huge grin. “SEXY BOY” hits the speakers now, as it seems definitive that Michaels is the victor here.


Joey Styles:
Well how about that? Shawn Michaels has completely and utterly denied Chris Jericho any kind of sick psychotic, strategic pleasure from this!!

JBL:
Even the best of us have bad days, Joey. This means nothing to Chris Jericho. Michaels can break all the mirrors he wants, but Chris Jericho still has that AOW Championship that Shawn Michaels needs more than life itself. An’ ain’t breakin’ a mirror seven years bad luck? He just screwed himself!

Joey Styles:
Superstitions are hardly any reason at all to bet against Shawn Michaels in two weeks, but…what’s HBK got in mind here…?


What catches Joey and the rest of the arena’s attention is simply that while his music is still on full blast, Michaels has dumped the large mirror frame out of the ring and has pulls Jericho closer to center…AND THEN STARTS STRIPPING OVER JERICHO’S BODY!! Added insult to injury in only the way Shawn Michaels knows how – by being a Sexy Boy!! Michaels is down to his chap-looking tights before yanking them completely off and only being down to some underwear tights, throwing his shirt and long tights right on top of Jericho before dancing like its 1996

JBL:
Oh, come on!! Enough is enough! I thought he said he was a changed man, but he’s still full of it!

Joey Styles:
Shawn Michaels put his foot in Chris Jericho’s face, put him in his place, then started strippin’ in his personal space!

JBL:
God, that was terrible.

Joey Styles:
Shawn Michaels has shown tonight that he’s not afraid of his past, to wrestle with his demons. He’s proved that he is more than adept at handling everything Chris Jericho can even fathom to offer at him. And in two weeks, Shawn Michaels is certainly on the fast track to keeping his career and forever being the Heart Break Kid!!


The final image we get of this edition of Oblivion is Chris Jericho lying in a ring full of pieces of glass, a very much almost naked Shawn Michaels just now ceasing his jive over his body, then staring down at Jericho with the most confident signature Shawn Michaels grin we’ve ever seen before taking a few steps back, looking towards the crowd, then hitting his famous flexing pose as we

Fade…

To…

Black…

END SHOW




~A Very Merry War~
December 26th, 2007
*Special 2-Hour Supershow*

CURRENT CARD

~AOW Heavyweight Championship~
*If Shawn Michaels loses, he can no longer compete*
Chris Jericho(c) w/Paul “The Great” Wright v. Shawn Michaels

~AOW Dynasty Championship~
Muhammad Hassan(c) v. CM Punk

~Grudge Match~
Samoa Joe v. Bobby Lashley

*4-WAY LADDER MATCH*
~AOW Tag Team Championship~
World’s Greatest Tag Team(c) v. American Made v. Sons of the Dungeon v. Samoan Fight Club




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In order, as I read... you should know my reviewing style by now lol

Starting off with a No DQ match? Man, that's something I could have easily seen as the main event! Exciting way to kick off the night, though. Having most of the more extreme action happen with only a steel chair felt like a bit of a jip at first, but with how much variety you gave to such a simple weapon, it's hard for me to even want to complain about it. The table spot at the end provided a bit of variety, though. Again, it was sort of simple for a no DQ match, but with the style of Aero and Jamie, it made it work really well. Very strong opening.

I figured that the guy you were advertising was Carlito, but this kind of signs the contract, if you will. Can't wait to see what you do with Carly. I could easily see him being Danielson's next big feud.

Wait, you're replacing the Miz? Hmm... hopefully this means that he'll be making an in-ring debut. Personally, I'd love it if you brought in John Morrison and had the Dirt Sheet make their debut in AOW. Not that you need a new face in the tag division, since that's one of the hottest things in AOW right now, but it would definitely make things interesting, especially if you threw in some elements of Paparazzi Productions from TNA a few years back.

Another basic interview from Haas and Benjamin, but I wouldn't expect anything less. Their actions always spoke louder. Jericho popping in at the end, though... I can't help but wonder if this is foreshadowing one of the other three teams being part of the Worthy Legion? I mean, if it was any of them, I could see it being American Made. I don't want to jump the gun, though, since I have my reservations on thinking you'd add to the faction again.

I completely forgot that Elix was part of AOW, to be perfectly honest with you. I like him quite a bit, hoping you have big plans for him later down the line. I also like how you gave him a few good spots in what was otherwise a squash match. Wasn't expecting Elix to get a bunch of offense in, don't get me wrong, I'm just stoked that you didn't Delaney him. The Lashley spot after the match was done well. I can tell that you're prepping him to face off against Jericho, and having him go up against what could possibly be your number-two heel right now (Though, from me at least, he's getting the wrong kind of heat) is a good way to set him up to that level. I wouldn't complain if Joe was the one to dethrone the "Worthy Man"

Bringing in Sonya? Hmm... it definitely adds a new level of emotion to this angle. I think you handled it well, giving her minimal time. It really did add a certain level of emotion to this instead of having her ramble on and on and kill the segment. Short, sweet, to the point.

Kind of intrigued to see what you're doing with the Finlay angle. Not much more to say.

Another big win for the Sons of the Dungeon. I can't help but feel that SFC needed the win just a little bit more, but it did make me happy seeing SotD getting their hands raised at the end. Once again, your tag division is possibly the best thing you have going right now.

I can't help but speculate a Miz-Punk feud once Punk is done with Hassan. Speakings of, the attack actually caught me off guard. I also can't help but speculate that The Mercenaries are going to turn on Hassan soon. The animosity between them... you can truly cut that tension with a knife!

A death threat against Heyman? Hmm... you really do know how to make me wonder, mate!

The Jericho-Michaels segment was decent. The mirror spot added a new bit of excitement to it, but I could go a week without hearing Jericho, at this point. I just can't help but feel a certain Cena vibe from him, where a break for a week or two would probably benefit the show and benefit Jericho. Just my opinion, at least.

Is the supershow really the next show? Wow... time flies!

All in all, another good show. While, again, I could use a break from Jericho, the rest of the show was spot-on. Can't wait for the super show!
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Star and Noble kicking off the show would no doubt be a hell of a match so kudos on this. Liked the fact Star didn’t waste any time and took it to Noble before the bell, shows how heated it’s got between the two. Star really started this one strong but Noble came back in it well, bringing the chair out was a clever move and shows Noble ain’t afraid to get down and dirty here, the chair shot to the skull onto the post was brutal and to be honest could’ve ended it there and then. Haha Star giving Noble the fingers, love it. Wow, triple jump moonsault from Star, beautiful stuff here. The chairs in this thing are really taking a pounding aren’t they? Some brutal action from both men as we head into a commercial.

Again, coming off the commercial some brutal stuff, the Samurai Driver onto the stage is just, ouch. No shock that busted Noble open, a little blood certainly adds to this kinda battle. WOW, cross body off the column, that’s insanely high, incredible action. Ending was right up there with the rest of this contest, it was high flying, brutal and exciting, giving Star a huge win. Really enjoyable match to start off the show.

Very interesting interview here. Always been the WGTT way to let their actions do the talking but the Jericho arrival surprised me. Was a nice little ‘worthy’ mention and although I can’t see it happening, it’s a nice prospect.

Only one winner here and that’s Joe as expected. Aftermath was more important and these two are simply trying to tear each other apart, I love it. Can’t wait for them to finally go at it, gonna be a war.

Liked the concept of this interview but didn’t particularly like how it went down if I’m being honest. I know it was Van Dam’s home and what have you but I really would’ve preferred his wife to stay out of it. I get what you were going for but it wasn’t for me, just my preference. I think even if you’d have had a lost looking Van Dam staring into space, not responding, it would’ve still been as intriguing.

Finlay, a man of many words as ever.

Solid contest here between these two teams but I didn’t like the ending. I’d have rather you had a no contest, an appearance from American Made perhaps to throw this one out as the defeat hurts SFC a little bit in my opinion. They’ve been so dominant and I would’ve liked to see that continue heading into the title match. Win is huge however for Sons of Dungeon which I guess makes up for it, they look a real threat now. Aftermath with American Made and WGTT wasn’t all that necessary to be honest, felt more of a way to get Hagar and Nameth on the show.

Really liked the Punk interview here, particularly his broom interaction with Miz. Hassan was spot on here when he came in and glad to see the Mercs being used efficiently again. Really well worked segment.

Nice run down of the card for two weeks, shaping up beautifully.

Erm, no idea what the hell this is about with Heyman. No idea.

End segment was very different and I really liked the whole Michaels man in the mirror thing. The way you had Jericho thinking his plan was all coming together in the background was a nice little touch also. Michaels admitting all his demons, baring all to the crowd was pretty deep and I liked the fact you had him admit that nothing’s changed, he is still that guy deep down. However, a little later on in it, you had him say that he’s atoned for his sins and he’s made up for who he was then? That had me a little confused to be honest considering what he said moments earlier. The ending with the mirror was really well done, Jericho getting to be on the receiving end for a change was a nice way of closing this one out.

On the whole another good show here 619. Opener was probably the highlight for me, hell of a match between Star and Noble. Everything else developed slowly but surely, I thought Hassan/Punk was beautifully executed while Michaels/Jericho as well as Joe/Lashley progressed. Keep the good stuff coming, Very Merry War should be a cracker.
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