Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
I liked numbers a lot better than you. He was polite and quiet. You're awkward and weird.
UWF: Mock Draft V
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Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
I'm relatively indifferent at this point. I'm just saying. Numbers reminded me of this nice kid I knew in high shool. Not sure why, he just did. You remind me of someone else I knew in high school. I slapped him periodically throughout the week to keep him in check. It actually helped him build some character, He told me that when I went back to my old high school for a visit. I then slapped him and told him that I didn't like suck-ups.
Done, just look back to page 67. It's a little shorter and rougher than I would have done with enough time and my own computer, but I enjoyed writing it. Therefore, I'd love for you to comment on it. If you do, rest assured I'll get round to doing the same to yours.
Matt, if you want to put the poll up on Sunday or Wednesday (I don't mind which), it'd be greatly appreciated. Thanks, hopefully I'll be back in time for round 5.
Matt, if you want to put the poll up on Sunday or Wednesday (I don't mind which), it'd be greatly appreciated. Thanks, hopefully I'll be back in time for round 5.
Here it is, if you couldn't be bothered to search:
A highlight package airs of all the significant events from It Came To Japan, just two weeks ago. Jeff Hardy being tossed off of scaffolding through a couple of tables, Matt flying off the stage after a Van Daminator. The two brothers lying broken, examples in ECWs revolution.
The Briscoe Brothers being finished off by LAX to make it 2-0 to team ECW, a Gringo Killah and Border Toss being used as exclamation marks.
Nigel McGuinness and Bam Bam Bigelow debuting and setting the atmosphere on fire in front of the Japanese crowd, fighting to a draw when neither could continue.
Chris Harris throwing himself through a loose side of a cage, James Storm getting an Angels Wings and Warriors Way off the cage from Low Ki and Christopher Daniels respectively, Triple X triumphantly walking out to claim the tag titles.
Punk defiantly battling Jericho, almost making himself a household name with the Pepsi Plunge, but being put down by a sudden Lionsault from the Lionheart. The beat down that ensued. Punks rival, Mr. Kennedy, emerging to attack his fallen opponent, only to be choking out by now former ECW member Taz as a sign that this wasnt how things were going to be done any more.
The Undertaker making his first appearance on Japanese soil, having a five star classic with Benoit. Chain wrestling and high impact moves aplenty, the German Suplex from the stage, the Phenoms Suicide Dive over the top rope, the Chokeslam that was reversed into a crossface, which in turn was reversed into a Triangle Choke. Benoit passing out.
Team ECW emerge, ready to repeat the beating they gave to the Phenom two weeks previously. The cavalry arriving just in time, Paul Bearer clocking Heyman round the head with an urn, Taz, Punk, Triple X, The Briscoes and Nigel McGuinness running in and repelling Team ECW - LAX, Kennedy, Jericho, RVD, Sabu and Bam Bam Bigelow. The four champions holding their belts up high, defiant in the face of the working class of professional wrestling, the men that made it all possible.
Questions still need to be answered.
When will this war end?
Will Americas Most Wanted show their alignment?
Will ECW finally gain some gold?
Who is Paul Heymans mystery man, and why is he such a threat to Tazs TV Title reign?
Whose side will Chris Benoit choose in his battle against Nigel McGuinness and Bam Bam Bigelow?
How will the Philadelphia crowd react to everything in the infamous ECW arena?
Will tonight provide the resolution?
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Matt Hardy w/ Jeff (IPW) vs. James Storm w/ Chris Harris (???)
The show kicked off with a match between the two men who decided the fate of the tag team titles on top of a ladder. Hardy had his fingertips on the belt but was denied by a beer bottle to the face. Both suffered big defeats with their tag team partners, who are both accompanying them to ringside, at It Came To Japan. Both were completely destroyed by their respective opponents. AMW had to pay a much higher price though, relinquishing the ever more valuable tag titles to Triple X. Just a fortnight later, its unlikely that either Storm or Hardy are anywhere near the hundred percent they need to be at, but theyll be fighting tooth and nail to reclaim their pride, and climb back up the card again. Further intrigue is added by the fact that the Hardys have shown their colours by backing IPW, but Storm and Harris have yet to decisively pick a side.
***
The crowd were surprisingly hot for this opener, Matt with Jeff at ringside obviously playing the faces against the Harris-accompanied Storms heel, although the ECW fans pretended not to notice, heavily favouring the more smarky option of AMW. Storm didnt show his heel alignment in how he fought, however, equalling Hardys ability and occasionally topping it with his shows of ruthlessness, which inevitably left both beaten and bloodied. Hardy, however, began to tip the match in his balance, using a quick offence, topping it off with a leg drop.
Harris, however, wouldnt allow the momentum to shift, running in and sneakily smashing the plainer Hardy in the face with some handcuffs, which some poor refereeing didnt punish on. Jeff Hardy wasnt so lenient, chasing Harris off and brawling with him up the ramp. It seemed the two still hadnt achieved their bump quota for the month when, after getting the upper hand with a low blow, Harris speared Jeff off the ramp and into the technical equipment down below, leaving both equally battered. Holy shit chants were aplenty.
Back in the ring, the two official opponents rose to their feet and began punching it out, Storm going for his devastating Superkick, The Last Call, only to have it dodged and be put in the twist of fate. However, he managed to reverse it into a quickly improvised suplex. Quickly following this, he made his way over to the corner and wrapped the handcuffs, which Harris had left behind, around his fist and began battering Matt with it, leaving him an even bloodier mess than he had been. The referee, showing previously unexplored sense, called for the bell. Bull-shit! chants ensued.
By DQ, Matt Hardy
The disqualification was too late for Matt Hardy, however, who continued to have the living crap beaten out of him by Storm, who picked up a microphone:
/Storm: This piece of crap right here *pushes Hardy on his side with a foot* is an example. He aint an example of AMWs loyalty to IPW, but he aint an example of any revolution either. What Im saying is, AMW are their own men, and were gonna climb back to the top on our own, leaving a buncha other examples along the way.
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There Must Be A Winner
CM Punk (IPW) vs. Mr. Kennedy (ECW)
If the ECW fans had had their bloodlust quenched already, an unlikely event, they were likely to drown in it during the next encounter, one between the longest lived rivals in IPW. It had all started at IPWs first show since its return from hiatus, Taken. Punk had then-champion Brock Lesnar in the Anaconda Vice, it looked like he might tap, the title was in Punks grasp, if it werent for interference from one Ken Kennedy. And the rest, as they say, is history. Although only having one match since, Kennedy introducing an illegal steel chair to get the win, the two have been at each others throats throughout their time in IPW, Kennedy recently coming in to try and attack Punk again at the end of his match with Jericho, being thwarted only by the valiant actions of Taz.
Kennedy promised this time there would be no escape, Punk did much the same. In the interests of fairness, the board of directors made this a No Disqualification, There Must Be A Winner Match, and anyone who interferes will be suspended indefinitely. Tonight will be a night of resolution, but what this brutal encounter will resolve is still unclear.
***
The ECW arena was pretty alive for this one. Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, the crowd backed Punk despite his IPW alignment, although Kennedy did receive selective pops; oddly enough getting one during his trademark Kennedy! entrance ritual. Speaking of which, Punk used the metal microphone as a weapon before the match even began which then set the tone for what followed: a brutal, intense and thoroughly entertaining encounter.
As aforementioned, Punk was on the offense for the early part of the match, taking out all his frustrations on Kennedy as effectively as he could, adopting a heavily smash mouth style. Although when it was clear Kennedy was on the backfoot, he went onto a more cold and calculated, technical-orientated route, much to the fondness of the hardcore crowd. Kennedy managed to save himself a concussion, however, when he dodged Punks Shining Wizard, getting the momentum to swing back in his favour with a chop block.
Kennedy went to work on Punk quickly, making sure he was plenty incapacitated, tying him up on the ropes before taking a soda from an audience member and throwing it in Punks face, clearly mocking him. Kennedy proceeded to claim a second object from the roaring crowd, a hefty steal chair.
Punk broke free of the ropes and ducked quickly under Kennedys chair swing, knocking him onto one knee and hitting an enzuigiri on the back of Kennedys head, leaving him dazed. Despite this, it took several noisy, brutal, you can feel it from the sofa chair shots to finally knock Kennedy down. By this time, Kennedy was indisputably a 1.0 on the Muta scale, his face and his chest completely concealed behind a thick crimson mask. The red liquid had leaked onto the match, leaving the canvas stained, and Punk too was coated. Needless to say, the crowd was delighted. Somehow, some way, Punk managed to heft Kennedys dead weight onto the top rope and hit the Pepsi Plunge down onto the steel chair, dragging himself over the possibly deceased Kennedy to get the three count and the win.
CM Punk
Punk climbed into the crowd, who were given him a passionate standing ovation, to celebrate his win. He finally had his revenge and his closure, but whether this feud was over or not was another question.
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Chris Benoit (???) vs. Nigel McGuinness (IPW) vs. Bam Bam Bigelow (ECW)
This match has heavy implications for all three contestants. All three of them debuted at the show a fortnight previous, It Came To Japan. McGuinness and Bigelow had an incredible match or, at the very least, one that was incredibly popular with the Japanese audience. However, it ended with neither man able to get up to their feet and the match ended in a draw. Tonight, they seek to resolve this.
Also tonight, it is expected that Chris Benoit will make his alliances clear. He will hopefully make a statement, in words or in actions, that will make whether he is with IPW or ECW clear. He was unable to do so when he was rendered unconscious at the end of his instant classic of a match with The Undertaker at the hands of the Deadmans near-lethal Triangle Choke. It could make all the difference in this war.
Tonight, all men seek to resolve their own doubts. To go out in front of the hardest to please crowd in the world, a crowd that wont take you at name value alone, and prove themselves. To prove that they have what it takes. For Chris Benoit to prove he is for real. For Bigelow to catapult himself up the card and to score points for ECW. For Nigel McGuinness to represent IPW, and to show his potential has been realised. There is no better place to realise these aims than in the ECW arena on this night. The stakes are undoubtedly high.
***
All three got huge, huge pops from the ECW crowd. Two were former ECW wrestlers, particularly significant ones at that. One was an indie favourite. This was sure to be a stiff, scientific style encounter. And so it was. The three took turns at being tossed out the ring, the two remaining tussling it out, often bursting into chain wrestling. Benoit seemed to not take any allegiance, only allying with someone if it benefited him, and so forgetting said alliance when it no longer did. The first big turning point came when Benoit hit a third German suplex on an outmatches McGuinness and, on a roll, dove through the ropes at Bigelow. Unfortunately for him, he missed, smashing his head hard on the rail and undoubtedly taking him out of the match, at least for now.
Back in the ring, a softened McGuinness was merely prey for the big man of the piece for a while. It seemed over at many different times, but McGuinness, the eternal underdog, valiantly kicked out of pin after pin, and eventually managed to mount some sort of offence. It seemed as if McGuinness was going for Russian Leg Sweep, or a similar move, but he somehow managed to lift Bigelows legs onto the turnbuckle, before delivering a devastating Tower of London. McGuinness went for the cover, a career-elevating win seeming certain. Benoit came out of nowhere, hitting a diving head butt on McGuinness. The Englishman just managed to kick out of the ensuing pin.
McGuinness managed to roll out of the ring as the two ECW originals fought for dominance. Finally, it seemed as if it would be Benoit. The smaller man used Bigelows own momentum against him, sending him into the turnbuckle, before beating him to the floor with a bunch of hard, clubbing blows. Once he was on the floor, he fell prey to the crossface. He was in it for what seemed an eternity before he somehow managed to make it the ropes. Benoit dragged him to the centre of the ring and went for the pin, but again to no avail. Suddenly, he signalled the end with his thumb sliding across his throat. The crowd got to their feet. He climbed to the turnbuckle, but was unexpectedly thrown off by a rejuvenated McGuinness, who had the nerve to hit a Diving Headbutt himself, securing the victory.
Nigel McGuinness
After the match, an ecstatic McGuinness celebrated in front of an almost equally happy Philadelphia audience. Benoit came in, as angry and upset as McGuinness was happy. He shoved the Englishman, clearly wanting an explanation. McGuinness simply grinned, offering Benoit his hand. For a second, it looked like Benoit would accept it, but he instead hooked McGuinness round the midsection and delivered a northern lights suplex. Benoit beat McGuinness back down viciously as he tries to struggle back up to his feet. The Rabid Wolverine locks in the Crippler Crossface, it takes several minutes and a dozen referees to separate the two.
A grinning Paul Heyman comes down to ringside and, after a moments pause, the two shake hands before embracing.
===
Heyman remained in the ring as Benoit went to the back and Taz cames out to a standing ovation from the Philadelphia fans, possibly the biggest of the night. The two, Taz and Benoit, indulged themselves in a brief staredown as their paths crossed. But this wasnt the time for their fight. Not yet, at least. Taz got to the ring and removed the prestigious TV Title from around his waist - he was the longest reigning champion in IPW history after all, holding the belt for months on end and defending it against all comers. Heyman looked deep into his eyes as he talked into a microphone.
/Heyman: I guess youre wondering who your opponent is, huh? Well, Id love to tell you what a traitor you were, how you betrayed the reasons these people, the people who made ECW, just gave you a standing ovation. But I always thought you learned through actions rather than words. So, without further ado, I give you *points to Taz* and I give you *points to audience* the one man on the planet who I think can defeat the Human Suplex Machine and take that title away from him, if anyone can. The Iceman, the Man of 1,000 Holds, Dean Malenko!
The crowd erupts as Malenko emerges, bearing the ECW logo like an ancient family crest across his chest, his ice-like demeanour not betrayed even among this massive reaction, one which is likely equal to Tazs. Heyman takes a place at ringside, his smugness very clear. The tension is so thick it could be cut with a knife.
***
IPW Television Championship Match
Taz (IPW) © vs. Dean Malenko (ECW)
The match started as if Taz definitely had something to be afraid of. Taz remained as icy as Malenko, but he was easily picked apart. Of course, both were consummate professionals, but Malenko had the massive advantage of knowing what it was walking into and it showed. Taz looked in serious trouble as Malenko took him apart, almost literally, piece by piece, testing his joints and his muscles, seeing what his weak points were and where sudden, blunt impact would do the most my damage. Learn by doing, if you will. For a moment, Malenko seemed so dominant, as he often does, that it looked like a foregone conclusion that he was going to win, the question now being if Taz was even going to survive long enough to get pinned.
Malenko went for an arm wrench. He got it, lifting Taz off his feet in the process. He goes for another one, but the wrecking machine gets back into consciousness enough to lock in a Tazmission, a desperation manoeuvre clearly, but an effective one nonetheless. The two sunk to the ground as Taz hooked on the body scissors. The crowd were on their feet once more as Malenkos icy demeanour began to melt as the threat of being simply choked out became clear. The Iceman managed to summon all his remaining strength to lift himself, with Taz on his back, to his feet, using only his legs and random body parts to push up on. Taz unhooked the body scissors as Malenko struggled to break free. Taz used all of his remaining energy to hit the Tazmission-plex. The two lay half-conscious on the mat as the crowd goes, to borrow a phrase from someone, absolutely fucking nuts.
The two stumbled to their feet, both seeming fairly out of it. Malenko lazily swung at Taz, but was pulled into a powerful suplex, which lead into another suplex, and another, and another, an so on. Taz was on fire, as was the atmosphere. Heyman was no longer smug as he saw his well-laid plans falling apart. He was up off his seat pounding the ring mat, screaming his disapproval. Taz finished off his string of suplexes in dramatic fashion, tossing Malenko half way across the ring with a release German suplex, him landing grotesquely in the corner before dozily crumpling to the mat, almost so out of it that he was drooling. By this point, the noise the crowd were making was off the hook, the worlds longest Holy shit! chants having overtaken the place during Tazs attack string.
It seemed Heyman had had enough of keeping any remnant of his calm and collected self alive, folding up the chair he was sitting on and rushing into the ring in a rage. Taz saw it coming, however, and ducked the chair shot, locking in the Tazmission. It seemed the crowd had made up their mind who to back, cheering loudly at this. Malenko managed to drag enough of his marbles back together for one more offensive move, knocking Taz hard around the head with a jumping leg lariat. It was enough to free Heyman and give him enough time to subconsciously roll out of danger, but wasnt enough to keep Taz down. The Human Wrecking Machine spotting Malenko and hooking in another Tazmission before he had enough time to compose his strategically perfectly thoughts.
The hold wasnt on for long, however, as none other than Chris Benoit, Malenkos long time friend, came rushing down to the ring. He clubbed Taz round the back of the head, freeing Malenko, and hit a German suplex. Then another. He went for the third but Tazs leg instinctively hooked round his. The Human Suplex Machine decided to show yet again why he was so called, spinning round and delivering the hat trick of Germans Benoit had been hoping for. The Rabid Wolverine rolled out the ring, another defeated opponent of Taz. It did leave room for Malenko to deliver a kick to the gut, however, followed by a double underhook power bomb, transitioned into a Texas Cloverleaf. Taz struggled and struggled, but would not tap.
Meanwhile, Heyman and Benoit began to rise at ringside. Taking note of the situation, the GM ran over to the time keeper and told him something. The bell rang like a funeral knoll. Everyone in the arena knew what had just happened, and they didnt like it one bit.
And NEW IPW Television Champion, Dean Malenko
Malenko broke the hold immediately after the bell, and casually collected what was now his title from ringside. He held it aloft, Benoit and Heyman holding his wrists as he did so. A modified version of the Thank you Paul! chant had been invented and cheered out simultaneously - Fuck you Paul! The three kept their heads lowered as they hastily made their way from the ring, the Philadelphia fans throwing everything at them that they could get their hands on - food, drinks, even light bulbs, batteries and chairs. This was how ECW fans voiced their disapproval.
===
IPW Tag Team Championship Match - Ultimate X
Latin American Xchange and Super Crazy (ECW)
vs.
Triple X - Elix Skipper, Low Ki and Christopher Daniels © (IPW)
On a night where spots and bumps and the like were going to be commonplace, it would take some doing to be crowned "spottiest match." The clear favourite would be an Ultimate X, set in the four sided ring of the land of extreme. The usually high risk Ultimate X had just become riskier. Obviously, suitable teams would be selected. So they were, with Heyman naming LAX and the newly debuted Super Crazy as opponents to the recently fully formed Triple X - Elix Skipper having announced his return to the ring. Once again, it was ECW vs IPW but the stakes were, excuse the pun, higher than any other match. The first team to have the two belts in their possession, likely beaten and bloody by then, would have a big say in this war, particularly if ECW's side was beaten in their own territory. Territory which had already become uncertain earlier that night.
Either Daniels, Low Ki and now Skipper would confirm that they deserved those tag titles, that they were in fact the best trio in wrestling, or the revolution - both Latin and extreme - would have a prominent example.
***
The match started off slowly, each team feeling the other out at a steady pace. Nah, I'm just kidding. The two teams threw themselves into the match head first and hoped for the best, regardless of anybody's well-being. Low Ki and Super Crazy made a mad dash for the X, scissoring along it until they reached the middle. Inevitably both ended crashing down, their offensive moves causing them to lose their balance. That act set the standard and tone for pretty much the rest of the match.
Speaking of the rest of the match, it saw pretty much every bump imaginable. Super Crazy did something that was both pretty super and pretty crazy, hitting a moonsault from atop the the metal structure holding up the wire X to all five others on the outside. The crowd, expectedly, went nuts, as they did when Skipper ended up hitting yet another massive Hurricanrana - his first being against AMW in 2004 - this time on Homicide, when went flying. Even Herandez got in on the action, hitting Low Ki and Christopher Daniels with one widespread suicide dive as they tried to claw in an advantage.
For a little while, it was Low Ki and Daniels, Skipper having been incapacitated after yet another massive spot, holding their own against all three of their opponents. And hold their own they did, showing why they had won the tag titles on their lonesome when they managed to even put Hernandez, who was having a hot match even for his standards down.
In the end, it came down to Daniels knocking himself and Super Crazy threw a table, and Skipper triumphantly brawling his physical superior in Hernandez. This left Low Ki and Homicide to race against each other to the center of the X. They arrived at roughly the same time and, after some mid-air brawling, each wrestled a belt from the X before dropping down. The two looked at each other, puzzled, then approached eath other before, much to everyone's suprise, the two embraced and began celebrating with each other.
And NEW(ish) IPW Tag Team Champions, Homicide and Low Ki
After the match, Hernandez, who was the last men left standing after throwing Skipper into the crowd, came into the ring and begna questioning the new champions. It seems the big man would be left out in the cold with Low Ki's defection to ECW, as a surprise Gringo Killah/Warrior's Way combination left him seeing stars.
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IPW World Heavyweight Championship Match
The Undertaker (c) vs. Chris Jericho
This match had been building ever since Jericho, not Y2J but the lionheart, debuted at Breakdown, victorious over Christopher Daniels as The Undertaker claimed his world title from Brock Lesnar. Jericho then formed the figurehead, the frontman, besides Paul Heyman, of the ECW assault. However, after two close encounters it seems Jericho might be feeling a bit rusty. He'll have to be on top form to beat the deadman, a man yet to lose a match in any sense in IPW. A man who beat Triple H in Hell In A Cell, stripped The Next Big Thing of the world title, a man who had a five star classic with the Rabid Wolverine in Japan, ultimately leaving his opponent unconscious.
Everything had almost met its conclusion. Jericho needed to perform in this match. He needed to win. A mere five star match would leave no honour in the eyes of his team mates. He needed to provide a victory; Dean Malenko had already captured the Pure title, no matter how questionably. Low Ki defected to Team ECW and he and Homicide were now tag champions. Jericho had to make it a clean sweep, capturing the world heavyweight title, or ECW's return to form would feel more than a little flat.
***
The match started out with Jericho feeling a little reluctant to mix it up with The Undertaker. Understandably, I might add. Jericho ended up fleeing from the ring several times, a look that was quite clearly of fright on his face. This caused the most extraordinary thing to happen, although it wasn't necessarily unexpected - the crowd turned on him. They chanted "puss-y!" at the lionheart, who sheer nostalgia wouldn't support alone. This prompted Jericho to get back into the ring and go on the offense. Such a foolish move left hom flat on his back, however, much to the crowd's delight.
The Undertaker then began to dominate, working over Jericho in a style more comprehensive than perhaps ever before, making sure every single muscle and bone in his opponent's body felt at least some measure of pain. Sneakily. Jericho mounted a comeback, slipping under one of 'Taker's overzealous fists and, using his quickness to his advantage, landing a low blow on the Phenom. Dead he may be, but not dead from the waist down. Undertaker crumpled, and Jericho mounted a quick offense. His scientific style began to flow as he transitioned seemlessly from move to move, and he began to win over the crowd again.
The match went back to even terms as Jericho, going for a pin, ended up in the Triangle Choke. He managed to make it to the ropes just before he passed out, but it left both superstars on the mat. The situation was soon rectified as Paul Bearer, urn in hand, came down to the ring and, as always, Undertaker sat back up.
Paul Heyman came down with a trick of his own: a steel chair. He promptly wrapped it round Bearer's skull. Chris Benoit, who was partially responsible for one title change this night, followed, hitting the ring and bringing down the champion with a German Suplex. Help was at hand, however, the human suplex machine Taz running into the ring to a massive reaction, as he proceeded to knock Benoit out the ring and beat the crap out of him. The Undertaker suddenly sat up again and... BLAM! Malenko had come down to the ring, grabbed Heyman's chair and smashed the champion round the face with it.
Blood trickled down the phenom's face as Malenko threw the referee out the ring and pulled Jericho onto of 'Taker. Heyman slipped into the ring as both Malenko and Jericho covered Undertaker and made the necessary fast count, much to the disgust of the people in attendance, who swiftly mimicked their earlier violent behaviour.
And NEW IPW World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Jericho
One night and three title changes. Taz brawled with Benoit through the crowd as Undertaker sat up, that familiar look of rage on his face. Jericho, supported by Malenko and Heyman, half-heartedly held up his newly won title alongside Malenko's, his semi-conscious testament to the absolute screwjob which had just taken place. ECW's threesome got out of the arena quickly. There might not be triumphant celebrations as there were two weeks ago, but Team ECW had clearly turned the tables.
Did tonight provide the resolution?
No.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
You know what I want? An ECW victory speech.
No problem. I'll put the poll up around Wednesday noon.
As for your show, I've only read a few snippets and it looks great. I'll read through it properly once all the shows are posted and the poll is up.
Al Snow is making his debut soon.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
I'm gonna try to finish up my show and post it tonight. Jesus, the last 2+ weeks have been insanely busy for me. It sucks. I only got a little bit more to do. Unfortunately, today looks to be about as busy as the last few. I need a vacation. Not Summer Break, I mean a real damn vacation.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
Alright, so I couldn't get my show finished last night. But I promise, hold off on adding the poll, and I will have the show up TONIGHT, guaranteed. I was finishing up yesterday, when I decided to change the outcome of a couple of matches, including the main event. But, as I was editing, I got called into work, and didn't get home til 2:30 am. Figures they would bring in the new guy to work til all hours of the night. But the show is essentially done, it justs a bit of editing, re-writes.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
Alright, folks, here it is, Collision. Hope you enjoy it. I know I did.
Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment Presents: Collision.
The events of Spring Showdown seemed like mild squabbles compared to the violence and brutality that was seen by 16,000 fans at the TD Banknorth Garden in Boston, Massachusetts. Rivalries were settled, while some seemed to merely escalate. Championships were on the line, as was the No. Contendership for the UWE Championship, a distinction that would be earned by either The Rock or Triple H, in a bloody I Quit match. The winner will go on to face the champion at Final Chapter, whether that champion is The Legend Killer, Randy Orton, or the master of the 619, Rey Mysterio.
Eddie Guerrero and Batista vs. Christian Cage and Tomko
Batista opted to start this match off against Christian Cage, who was reluctant to get in the ring, and with good reason. It was Cage and Tomko who used their cheating tactics to prevent Batista from becoming the Intercontinental Champion. And the anger showed, as Batista immediately began pounding on Cage in the corner, before Cage managed to jump over a spear and make a quick tag to Tomko, who traded multiple blows with the Animal. Back and forth this went until Batista backed Tomko into his corner and made the tag to Guerrero, who took the opportunity of having Batista holding Tomko, to hit a hard dropkick to Tomkos midsection. However, Tomko quickly took advantage of some of Eddies still-lingering injuries from Spring Showdown, including a powerful Torture Rack that nearly made Eddie tap out early on in the match. However, whenever The Coalition attempted to exploit Eddies injuries, Guerrero was seemingly able to tough it out with ease, make it back to his corner and tag in Batista.
Guerrero and Batista proved to have great chemistry in the ring, combining Batistas power with Eddie Guerreros agility, including a great spot where Batista Military Pressed Christian and Guerrero caught Cage with a flying cross body on his way down. Meanwhile, several miscommunications existed between Tomko and Christian. Most of Christians tags to Tomko seemed unwanted, as if Tomko was completely willing to let Christian wrestle the match on his own. Even when in the ring, Cage and Tomko seemed unable to work as a cohesive unit, which was most prevalent when Tomko accidentally clotheslined Cage, and another point in the match where Eddie Guerrero managed to reverse a double suplex attempt into dual DDTs.
Finally, Tomko and Christian managed some double team offense, as they hit Batista with a double back drop. Unfortunately for them, Eddie Guerrero made the tag as Batista came off the ropes, and nailed both members of The Coalition with a springboard dropkick. That was enough for Christian, who apparently decided that he couldnt work with Tomko any longer, and headed to the back, while a furious Tomko yelled for Christian to get his cowardly ass back to the ring. This proved to be enough of a distraction, as Tomko turned around and walked right into an enormous Batista spinebuster. Guerrero, the legal man, then climbed his tag team partners shoulders, and hit the signature Frog Splash for the pin and win.
Winners- Eddie Guerrero and Batista
While Tomko collected himself and made his way backstage, Rey Mysterio was shown backstage congratulating Eddie and Batista on their win.
Howre you feelin, Eddie?
I feel great, homes, Eddie replied. Im a little banged up still, but I promise you, Rey Rey, Im gonna be in your corner tonight against Randy Orton. Nothings gonna keep me from getting out there. All I need is an ice pack, and Ill be fine.
But as Eddie Guerrero made his way to the medics area, Randy Orton appeared out of nowhere and hit a powerful RKO on Eddie onto a caterers table. And then, just as quickly as he arrived, Orton left, as Batista, Mysterio, and several others raced to the spot where the attack had just occurred. As Batista left to track down Orton, Rey looked after his friend. It appeared as if Eddie Guerrero wouldnt be at ringside supporting Rey after all.
Texas Bull rope Death Match for the United States Championship
Ron Faarooq Simmons vs. John Bradshaw Layfield
Almost as soon as the two were tied together, they went after each other with all the power and strength that made them such a dominating tag team. These men know each other so well, that their usual repertoires of holds and maneuvers were relatively useless at the beginning, with Simmons powering out of patented JBL Power Bomb early on in the match, and JBL managing to do the same to the Dominator. All that could be done was for the two brawlers to trade blows back and forth until one man faltered and opened the door for more damaging attacks, and that man to falter would be Simmons. One particularly strong right hand by JBL stunned Simmons, and allowed JBL to hit a hard shoulder take down, followed by strong headlock. The big man Ron Simmons, however, managed to stay out of most of JBLs dangerous submissions holds, and mounted some offense of his own, getting the advantage after a pair of neckbreakers.
Simmons was the first man to utilize the bull rope as a weapon, which is completely legal in a Texas Bull Rope Match. Simmons used the cowbell attached to the rope to hit JBL in the back of the head, and then wrapped the rope around JBLs neck and attempted to choke out Layfield. Layfield began to tap out, but due to the Death Match stipulations, a submission victory could not be attained. The only way to win is by pinfall or to have the referee declare that one wrestler is incapable of continuing the match. Flustered by the inability to win via submission, Simmons released the choke and tried to find a different way to defeat Layfield. But this hesitation played to JBLs advantage, as he managed to come back with a Big Boot to Simmons jaw.
JBL seemed determined to get a KO victory over his former partner, as he used the rope in several choke holds, even hanging Simmons temporarily from the ring post with the bull rope. But JBL didnt stop the punishment there. Using the rope to tie Simmons to the post, JBL picked up the cowbell and flayed Simmons several times around the back, neck and head, busting Simmons open. Satisfied that he had made his opponent bleed, JBL rolled Faarooq into the ring and went for the pin, getting a two count. This did not settle well with the brash Texan-turned-New Yorker, who left the ring to retrieve a chair from ringside. This gave Simmons time to recover, however, and when JBL returned, Simmons kicked the chair into JBLs own face. Simmons had the chair now, and took the opportunity to return some of the hard shots he had received with the cowbell. Layfield was bleeding from the mouth at this point, and the sight of the blood seemed to only encourage Faarooq to become more violent, and clocked JBL in the head with the cowbell.
It seemed as if JBL would be unable to recover from the punishment he had received, but managed to kick out of several pin attempts, even kicking out of Simmons signature Thrusting Spinebuster. Finally, JBL found a chance to mount a comeback, as Simmons attempted the Dominator. JBL managed to wriggle out of the move, and hit a desperation low-blow. This was followed up by a violent shot from the steel chair, and then a Clothesline from Hell sealed the victory for Bradshaw.
Winner and STILL United States Champion- John Bradshaw Layfield
After the match, the audience was shown Batista, banging on the locker room door of Randy Orton. As Batista attempted to get his hands on the UWE Champion, General Manager Vince McMahon appeared. Vince pointed out that while he didnt condone Ortons actions, the fact remained that he had to look out for his champion, and mentioned that he was tired of having to remind Batista that he couldnt go around settling things on his own terms all the time, citing chasing Tomko around the arena, and now on two occasions, attempting to attack the champion. Armando Estrada and Umaga then appeared at Vinces side, and Vince told Batista that he wasnt going to put up with Batistas Power Trip any longer, and that hed better get to the showers, or be suspended and escorted out of the building. Reluctantly, Batista complied, and made his way to the locker room, staring down the Samoan Bulldozer Umaga on his way.
UWE Tag Team Championship Match
The Dudley Boyz vs. MNM
D-Von Dudley started off the match, wanting to exact some revenge on MNM for setting him up for the loss in their last match. His anger showed in his performance, hitting Mercury with hard shots power moves. He didnt let up when Mercury tagged out to Morrison, who was immediately clotheslined by D-Von. Morrison finally got a break when he managed to hit a flying roundhouse kick off the ropes, leading to both men tagging out, and bringing in Mercury and Bubba Ray Dudley.
Bubba easily overpowered Mercury, taking him down repeatedly with hard scoop slams, shoulder blocks, and side slams. He could not, however, secure the pinfall. Bubba allowed his frustration to cloud his judgment, and allowed himself to fall into a trap set by Mercury, who was playing possum in the corner. Bubba ran to the corner, but was tripped up and hit the turnbuckle hard. This allowed Mercury to tag in Morrison, and the two hit a powerful double gut-buster on Bubba Ray.
This move managed to incapacitate Bubba, and MNM began to dominate, keeping Bubba in their corner, and making frequent tags, hitting many double team maneuvers. Finally, Bubba Ray managed to get his second wind, and took down Morrison with a Big Boot to the face, following up with a back suplex, and made the tag to D-Von.
D-Von proceeded to clean house, knocking Mercury off the ring apron, and nailing Morrison with a strong Russian Legsweep, which D-Von turned into a side armbar. This almost resulted in a tap-out, but Mercury made it back into the ring in time and broke up the submission hold. This brought Bubba Ray into the ring, and a two-on-two brawl erupted, bringing both referees into the ring to break it up. D-Von went for the corkscrew elbow smash, but MNM ducked, D-Von ended up taking out the referees instead!!
This didnt faze the Dudleys one bit, though, as they immediately went back on the offense against MNM, hitting both men with double hip-tosses. Morrison, the legal man, recovered first, but was met with a big scoop slam. The fans knew what was coming, and joined in with a rousing WASSUUUUUUP!!!, and applauded as D-Von landed the flying headbutt. Bubba looked around, realized that the referees were still down, and decided it was time to end the match, Dudley-style.
D-Von, GET THE TABLES!!
And sure enough, stored under the ring was a Dudley table. However, Mercury was back up now and, realizing that the Dudleys were ready to put them away for good, hit a dropkick into the table that knocked down both Bubba Ray and D-Von. By now, the referees were coming to and went out to check on the Dudleys. MNM decided to deliver a little more ringside punishment, and hit dual planchas on the Dudleys, inadvertently also taking out the referees, AGAIN.
This stroke of luck for MNM seemed to spur them on. Without the referees to DQ them, MNM decided to pull out all the stops on the Dudley Boyz. Setting up the table, MNM had evil intentions in mind for the Dudleys, setting both men up on the table. They then got on adjacent turnbuckles, and hit a devastating double splash through the table!!
After taking a minute to collect themselves, MNM went about securing the win. Morrison went out ringside to get a referee up and into the ring, while Mercury removed the remnants of the table and hid it under the ring. However, at this point the Dudleys were coming to. As Morrison distracted the referee by feigning concern for possible injuries the ref may have occurred, Mercury hit a quick low-blow on D-Von. MNM then hit the Snapshot, and Morrison secured the pinfall.
Winners and STILL UWE Tag Team Champions- MNM
But as MNM were celebrating their victory, Vince McMahon appeared at the top of the ramp.
Hold on just a minute, dammit! Dont you give those two men those belts. Bring them up here to me.
MNM looked on angry and confused as the referees brought the Tag Team Championship to Mr. McMahon.
I am REALLY getting tired of everyone on my roster thinking that they can do whatever the hell they please without having to suffer the repercussions. First Batista, and now you two. Well, Ive had it! Now, I told you two that if you were caught cheating by the officials, you would be stripped of the UWE tag team titles. Now, the referees may not have seen the table, or the low blow, but I sure as hell did. And, as General Manager, that makes me A UWE OFFICIAL. Consider yourselves caught, gentleman. So, as General Manager of Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment, I hereby STRIP John Morrison and Joey Mercury of the UWE Tag Team Championships!!
I guess MNM should have taken Mr. McMahons words more seriously. I think McMahon just taught MNM and the whole roster a lesson; dont take the General Manager lightly.
Backstage, we see AJ Styles preparing himself for his Steel Cage Match against Umaga. The Intercontinental Champion looks concerned, but ready to fight the Samoan Bulldozer. As much faith as we all have in Styles abilities, there is no denying that the environment in this match would strongly favor Umaga. But we have another match to look forward to before the IC title match. Rikishi vs. Bobby Lashley is next.
Rikishi vs. Bobby Lashley
This match was over before it even began. Rikishi shouldn't have even been in the ring, given his rib injuries, but his ego was too big. Rikishi went for some offense right at the bell. Lashley managed to absorb several punches, but was stunned by a sudden thrust kick, sending him into the corner. But he rolled out of the way or a corner splash and Rikishi aggravated the injured ribs. Lashley quickly capitalized, hitting the powerful Spear and picking up the quick victory.
Winner- Bobby Lashley
After several frustrating setbacks the last several weeks, Lashley has proven why he deserves to be a big time player in the UWE.
Backstage, we see Rey Mysterio warming up, alone. Still no sign of Eddie Guererro. Looks like Rey will be all alone in his match tonight.
Umaga and Armando Estrada make their way to the ring next.
Steel Cage Match for the Intercontinental Championship
Umaga (w/ Armando Alejandro Estrada) vs. AJ Styles
This match was high-action from the moment the bell rang. Umaga appeared ready to slowly pick apart his opponent, a relatively good strategy in the environment of a steel cage. But The Phenomenal One would not allow The Samoan Bulldozer the chance to get a powerful shot in, and immediately began to deliver stiff kicks to weaken Umaga. Styles actually had the upper hand for the first several minutes of the match. AJ used an innovative style of offense in this match using the ring ropes and cage walls well to his advantage, hitting Umaga with several springboard dropkicks, clotheslines, and crossbodies. However, none of this was enough to take Umaga down and allow Styles a chance to climb out of the cage.
This inability to capitalize proved to be a blessing to Umaga, who could absorb much more punishment than Styles could dish out at a rapid rate. As Styles started to tire slightly, Umaga made his comeback, nailing many hard punches and kicks. A running splash got a two-count, and then Umaga decided hed be better off trying to escape the cage. But as Umaga shouted to the referees in his native tongue, Styles snuck up behind him and hit a dropkick, and Umagas went face-first into the cage. Styles followed this up with a quick rollup, which did not secure the pin.
Eventually, Styles decided to target the knees of the big man, delivering stiff shots and dropkicks to the legs of Umaga. Unfortunately, Styles miscalculated a shot, allowing Umaga to catch his foot and transition it into a modified capture suplex. This wouldnt be enough to put away Styles. As Umaga appeared to be attempting a back suplex, Styles used his feet to push off the cage, and used the momentum to counter into a Tornado DDT. This got Styles a two-count. Slightly frustrated, Styles set himself up on the top rope, seemingly preparing for a high-impact maneuver. However, as Styles leapt of the turnbuckle, Umaga managed to catch him and nailed a huge Black Hole Slam!
Umaga decided the time was right to escape the cage. Unfortunately, the damage to the knee was still bothering the big man, and he was unable to climb the cage walls. The crafty Estrada, however, quickly came up with a remedy to the problem. He reached under the ring, and pulled out a ladder, managing to hoist it up and over the top of the cage. Umaga however, did not see the ladder as a method of escape, but rather as a method of delivering further punishment to the Intercontinental Champion. As Styles rose to his feet, Umaga hoisted him up on his shoulders and delivered a Samoan drop onto the steel ladder, sending Styles into painful back spasms. But this was not enough for the Samoan Bulldozer, who set up Styles in the corner, placed the ladder strategically in front of him, and performed his vicious running hip attack, known as the Samoan Wrecking Ball.
This busted Styles wide open, but Umaga still seemed to want to inflict more damage upon the Phenomenal One. Estrada began to shout to Umaga from outside the cage, explaining that Umaga needed to set up the ladder against the cage and make his way up and out. Umaga began to do so, but not before AJ Styles began to stir. This distracted Umaga momentarily, but Estrada shouted to leave him and win the match. Umaga seemed torn between his two favorite things, dishing out pain and winning championships. He decided hed rather win the IC title, but this momentary hesitation proved to be the saving grace for Styles.
Umaga found himself on top of the cage, preparing for his descent down the other side, when, in a moment no one will soon forget, Styles ran up the ladder, in Shelton Benjamin-esque fashion, leapt onto Umagas shoulders, and delivered a mind-blowing Frankensteiner FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE, CRASHING INTO THE LADDER BELOW!!! Both men must have sustained severe injuries, but the referee, seeing that both men were miraculously still conscious, reluctantly decided to let the match continue. After all, there are technically no count outs in a cage match, and even though neither man would be able to respond to a ten count, it didnt matter.
Both men were bleeding profusely at this point, but they refused to quit. Both men managed to reach their feet, and Styles hit one desperation dropkick, taking out Umagas knee and sending him head-first into the ladder. Styles followed this up with what almost looked like an Elijah Express, ramming his knees into Umagas back, and crushing him against the ladder once again. This probably would have been enough for Styles to escape the cage. But as AJ climbed the cage, something in his head went off, and he decided to cap off the match with another huge bang. Looking down at the Samoan Bulldozer from a height of what must have been 15 ft., The Phenomenal One looked up at the fans, mouthed the words Fuck it, and dove off the cage, performing a flawless Spinal Tap. Whether it was instinct or luck, we may never know, but as Styles crashed onto the prone Umaga, he managed to keep one arm draped over the body of the Samoan Bulldozer, and secured the 3 count.
Winner and STILL Intercontinental Champion, The Phenomenal AJ Styles
Backstage, we see The Rock standing alone, microphone in hand.
Finally The Rock has come back to Boston. First of all, The Rock would like to congratulate The Phenomenal One AJ Styles for retaining the IC Championship. The Rock knows how tough Umaga is, and The Rock appreciates the lengths that Styles went through to defeat that dried up pile of monkey crap.
But if AJ Styles thinks that he just stole the show, well then, jabroni, think again. Because AJ Styles may be Phenomenal, but The Rock is The Great One, The Rock is the MOST ELECTRIFYING MAN IN SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT! And The Rock is, above all things, out for revenge. The Rock is tired of having to face Triple H. The Rock has had to deal with Triple H for years now. And every time that The Rock believes he has beaten down Triple Hs candy ass for the final time, Triple H just comes back for more. Triple H is like a Goddamn cockroach. Or Freddy Krueger. Yeah, that sounds about right. Triple H, you are just like Freddy Krueger. You get your candy ass handed to you by The Rock every day of the week, twice on Sundays, and your ugly mug STILL manages to see another day and continue to haunt The Rocks dreams. But The Rock wants to set things straight. Triple H, you have gotten in The Rocks way for the last time. You screw The Rock over and over again- and I know what youre thinking, Triple H, The Rock doesnt mean it that way, you sick son of a bitch- but TONIGHT, The Rock gets you right where The Rock wants you; an I Quit match.
Tonight is the The Rocks ticket to the UWE Championship. Triple H, The Rock has laid many a-smackdown on your candy ass. But tonight the world, and the millions (crowd: AND MILLLIONS) of The Rocks fans will witness the most violent, bloody, brutal smackdown that has ever been laid on your ROOOOOODYYYYYY-POOOOO candy ass. And it will all be courtesy of the trail-blazing, eyebrow-raising, Jabroni-beating, a-la-la-la pie-eating, death-defying, ELECTRIFYING, rob a bank, stop a tank, Triple H your wife is STILL a 2-dollar skank!, The Brahma Bull, and Triple H, there isnt a damn thing you can do but know your role, shut your mouth, and check yourself in for yet another stay at the glamorous, luxurious Smackdown Hotel. If ya SMELLLLLLLLL-AL-AL-AL-AL-AL-LOW, what The Rock is cooking.
UWE Womens Championship Fatal 4-Way
ODB vs. Trish Stratus vs. Victoria vs. Mickie James
The match started off relatively quickly, with all three challengers attacking Mickie James and sending her over the top rope. As Trish Stratus followed Mickie to the outside, Victoria and ODB faced off inside the ring, and gave the audience an impressive show, with ODB displaying her brawling style of offense, and Victoria utilizing her strength to keep up with her. ODB almost got the pin after a hitting missile dropkick on Victoria. After recovering, Victoria managed to make a comeback, hitting several kicks and then a swinging side slam.
Meanwhile, Trish Stratus and Mickie James were fighting tooth-and-nail on the outside, exchanging blows repeatedly. After escaping Stratus by hitting a dropkick, Mickie went to the apron, only to receive a superkick from Victoria, and fell back to the outside, where a waiting Stratus hit a running Thesz Press, and rolled Mickie into the ring.
But Trish was unable to secure the pin, as ODB immediately pounced on her, hitting a spear that almost secured the win, had it not been for a timely dropkick by Victoria. Victoria began to gain the edge on all three of the other competitors, hitting repeated clotheslines and dropkicks, and hitting her signature standing moonsault on Mickie James, which got a two-count. Mickie then rolled up ODB with a small package, for a two count. Trish got back up, and threw Mickie into the corner, hitting her signature licked chops to the chest. ODB took this as her cue to show off some chops of her own, hitting both Trish and Mickie with several stiff chops. She then picked up Victoria, aiming for the Running Powerslam, but Victoria wriggled free and sent ODB into the turnbuckle. Trish and Victoria then used a little teamwork, with Victoria aiding Trish with an Irish Whip corner splash, and then following up with a corner splash of her own.
The teamwork ended there however, as both women attempted to get the pin on ODB, resulting in Trish giving Victoria the Stratusfaction, but unable to get the pin because Mickie James was back up at this point, and nailed Trish with the Mick Kick. Mickie then signaled the end, attempting to hit her Mickie-DT, only have ODB sneak up behind Mickie. This led to an interesting spot, where ODB rolled up Mickie with a school girl, leading Mickie to snap suplex Trish. The rollup, however, only resulted in a two-count, so ODB picked up Mickie and brought her over to the turnbuckle. Her intentions soon became clear, as ODB began slamming Mickies head into the turnbuckle, going for the Dirty Dozen. After the twelve head slams, ODB went for the running Thesz press pin, only to have Mickie duck out of the way, and ODB leap frogged herself right into a superkick from Victoria. Mickie turned, still dazed, and walked right into Victorias waiting arms. The Widows Peak connected, and Victoria pinned Mickie for the 3 count.
Winner and NEW UWE Womens Champion- Victoria
As Victoria celebrated winning her debut match, Triple H made his way down to the ring for his I Quit match. As he made his way down the hall, he bumped into Randy Orton, who appeared to have been assigned two security guards to protect him before his match. After a short staredown, Triple H got real close to Ortons face.
You and me. Its gonna happen at Final Chapter. And Im gonna win. Thats a guaran-damn-tee.
Is it? Because you couldnt even finish off a man you attacked with a sledgehammer. And the way I see it, Im gonna easily beat Rey Mysterio tonight, and show how superior I am to him, and by logic, superior to you. So even IF you win tonight, theres no chance youll be able to survive against the R-K-O.
Triple H looked Orton up and down, and then sneered as he looked at the security guards.
You guys have fun with Batista.
The guards looked at each other, apparently learning for the first time whom they were protecting Orton from. As they ran away scared, Orton stared furiously at Triple H, then realizing he was completely unprotected, slowly walked away and retreated back to his locker room, where he would wait until his match.
I Quit Match
Triple H vs. The Rock (Winner faces UWE Champion at Final Chapter)
This match started off slow, with neither man wanting to give their opponent a chance to capitalize on a mistake, but would eventually become the most bloody, violent match in UWE history. A couple of tie-ups were broken up by the referee, until finally, the two agreed upon a classic Test of Strength. Triple H appeared to get the upper hand, bringing The Rock down to one knee. This was actually a ruse by The Rock, who pushed off his knees and headbutt Triple H in the face, taking him down.
The Rock immediately went on the offense, stomping every inch of Triple H he could find. Triple H scurried out to ringside, where The Rock followed, reaching under the ring and retrieving a trash can lid, smashing it over The Games head repeatedly. A quick victory was not to be, however, as Triple H nailed a hard blow right The Rocks midsection, and then smashing the trash can lid over The Rocks back. The trash can was so battered at this point that it was almost useless, and so Triple H tossed it aside and went back under the ring.
It turned out that the lid in fact belonged to a trash can, filled with sadistic weapons for the two men to use on each other. However, before Trips had a chance to choose a toy, The Rock nailed a kick to the gut and threw Triple H into the steps, before rolling him into the ring. The Rock looked into the trash can, then decided he rather just use the can as a weapon, and dumped its contents into the corner. Among the weapons were a hockey stick, some cookie sheets, a fire extinguisher, and a small sack. As Triple H got up, The Rock slammed the trash can into The Games skull, and then placed the can over Triple Hs head and torso. As Triple H tried to recover, The Rock picked up the hockey stick and began to whale on the trash can, with Triple H inside.
Triple H would not quit, however, and managed to take several more shots before blocking one and countering with a forearm to The Rocks jaw. The Game then mounted some offense of his own, utilizing a chokehold against the ropes. The referee asked The Rock if he wanted to quit, but he would not. Triple decided that it time to utilize some weapons of his own, and grabbed a steel chair. But even after several blows, The Rock still would not quit, and rolled to the outside, with Triple H following right behind him.
The action remained on the floor for some time, with the two men battling up the ramp, slamming each other against the guard rails and onto the steel floor. Triple H managed to keep The Rock down after a big suplex on the steel floor, and began choking him again. But again, The Rock wouldnt quit. Triple H, growing frustrated, released him, and measured him up, seemingly preparing for the Pedigree. But The Rock managed to avoid The Games finisher, countering with his signature Peoples Spinebuster onto the hard steel ramp.
Despite the excruciating pain in his back, Triple H was not ready to quit, crawling back down towards the ring, only to have his head bounced off the steel steps, busting him open. The Rock rolled back into the ring, and grabbed the two metal cookie sheets, and delivered two simultaneous shots to Triple Hs head. But still, Triple H refused to quit, instead delivering a low blow to the Peoples Champion, bringing The Rock to the ground. Shaking off the pain, Triple H, crawled outside, lifted the ring apron, and pulled out the bull rope that had been used earlier in the night during the United States Championship bout.
The bull rope would prove to a valuable weapon to the Cerebral Assassin, who used it to bind, choke, beat and bloody The Rock, continuously demanding that Rocky say I Quit. But it would take more than that to defeat the Brahma Bull, who managed to get hold of the fire extinguisher, and spray it in Triple Hs face, before delivering a hard shot to the head with the extinguisher.
The Rock decided that hed had enough, and locked in the Sharpshooter, urging Triple H to quit. The referee also began asking Triple H if he wanted to quit. The Game refused instead trying to make his way to the ropes and lift himself out of the hold. But The Rock just applied more pressure, until Triple H was screaming in agony. Finally, Triple H managed to get a hold of the steel chair, turned in the hold as much as he could, and smashed The Rock in the head. Triple H decided to dish out some submissions of his own, grabbing the hockey stick and applying a modified camel clutch. This still would not lead The Rock to quitting, so Triple H threw aside the hockey stick and went under the ring yet again, this time drawing his favorite weapon, the great equalizer, the sledgehammer, and rammed it into The Rocks ribcage. The Game could audibly be heard telling The Rock to say I Quit, but as the ref raised the microphone to The Rocks mouth, The Rock managed to blurt out a definitive No.
This seemed to spur on The Game, who grabbed the bull rope yet again, this time wrapping the rope around his wrists, and locking The Rock into a Crippler Crossface, choking and pulling on The Rocks neck. If The Rock was going to quit then, he wouldnt have been able to say it out loud, the hold was applied so tight that he was purple in the face. But still, the referee put the microphone in The Rocks face. But rather than say I Quit, The Great One grabbed the microphone, and smashed Triple H in the face.
The determination showed on The Rocks face, as he signaled for the end, for the Rock Bottom. But as The Rock lifted up his opponent, Triple H, in desperation, reversed into his signature knee facebuster. Triple H then cracked a sadistic smile, and reached for the sack in the corner, spilling its contents, thousands of sharp metal tacks, in the middle of the ring. After The Rock once again refused to quit, Triple H whipped him off the ropes a delivered a huge spinebuster into the tacks. As The Rock writhed in pain on the mat, Triple H grabbed the mic and shoved it in The Rocks face. But The Rock refused, yet again, so Triple H grabbed him, and went for the Pedigree. But The Rock countered, back dropping Triple H onto the tacks, and collapsing onto the ground. Both men needed to recover quickly, for neither had much left in him; the end was near.
Both men started to rise at the same time. Triple H grabbed the sledgehammer, and prepared to smash it over The Rocks shoulders, but before he could, The Rock pulled out one last move, a la The Nature Boy Ric Flair; the Testicular Claw. The Rock applied as much pressure as he could muster with his failing strength. Triple H howled with pain as the crowd jeered and began chanting Quit, quit, quit! But still he would not, instead grabbing The Rocks arm and trying to pry it from his area. Slowly, Triple H managed to lift The Rock arm off, but just as it had been at the start of the match, The Rocks failing grip was a ruse, and he grabbed Triple H and delivered a devastating Rock Bottom. The match seemed like it would end in a no contest, until suddenly, The Rock did his patented headspring, and the crowd erupted. Looking like he was in a trance The Rock grabbed Triple H and put him in the corner, wrapping his legs around the ropes. The Rock told the ref to check him, but Triple H said nothing. So, The Rock went to the opposite corner and picked up the sledgehammer. Realizing what Rocky was about to do Triple H screamed out Okay, okay, I QUIT!! The match was over. The crowd erupted with cheers; the Peoples Champion was going to Final Chapter.
Winner and NEW No. 1 Contender- The Rock
The Rock looked down at the sledgehammer, looked back up and smiled, then went ahead anyways, and drove the sledgehammer into Triple Hs already injured... area. The rivalry was finally over. The Rock was ready to move on, and claim the UWE World Championship at Final Chapter.
As ring crew cleaned up the wreckage from the match, a video package was shown, highlighting Randy Orton and Rey Mysterios rivalry, including highlights of their matches from Spring Showdown. We then see Rey Mysterio making his way to ring, sans Guerrero.
UWE World Championship
Rey Mysterio vs. Randy Orton
Before the match began, Vince McMahon announced that everyone else on the roster is banned from ringside, meaning that even IF Eddie Guerrero managed to recover mid-match, he would not be allowed to go to the ring.
The match began quickly, with Mysterio trying to secure a fast roll up. Eventually, the match slowed in pace, as Orton tried to keep the much faster Mysterio grounded, applying many rest holds, headlocks and sleeper holds. Eventually, Mysterio fought back with some kicks, and a hurricanrana, getting a two count on the pin. Mysterio continued his offense, taking down Orton many times with arm drags and drop toeholds. A dropkick to the face got a two count, before Orton made a comeback, catching Mysterio in mid-air with a dropkick of his own.
Orton reverted back to the ground attack, stomping on all of Mysterios limbs and his head. He then hit a hard snap suplex for two. An abdominal wrench nearly got Mysterio to submit, but Orton was forced to release the hold after the referee caught Orton holding the ropes for leverage. Irritated by this, Orton began to once again stomp all over Mysterio, and hit a neckbreaker for two.
Mysterio got a chance to come back, after Orton took his eye off the ball, mouthing off to the ref after not being able to secure the pinfall. Mysterio hit a dropkick to the back of Ortons knee, which sent Orton into the ropes. Mysterio went for the 619, but missed as Orton dodged out of the way, but Mysterio followed up, hitting a springboard dropkick instead. However, Mysterio was unable to capitalize, as Orton raked the eyes and then hit another neckbreaker.
Orton readied himself for the RKO, but was distracted by the appearance of Batista at the top of the ramp. Orton couldnt help but watch and fling curses as officials forced Batista to return backstage. This provided Mysterio with the time he needed to recover, and he rolled up Orton with a small package. However, Orton kicked out at two and a half. As Orton steadied himself in the corner, Mysterio launched himself, going for a corner splash. But Orton, seeing the attack coming, pulled the referee in front of him, so that he took the blow instead. But Mysterio didnt let up, instead hitting a beautiful spinning headscissors that sent Orton to the ropes again. This time, the 619 connected, as did the springboard legdrop that followed it. However, the referee was down and was unable to count the pin. Frustrated and stalling for time, Mysterio attempted to hit another finisher, going for the West Coast Pop. But Orton countered with a vicious RKO. But Orton was also unable to get the pin due to the incapacitated ref.
As Orton tried to wake up the ref, the crowd erupted into cheers; Eddie Guerrero was making his way down to the ring, lead pipe in hand. Orton was unaware of Guerreros arrival until it was too late. Orton turned around, and received a devastating blow from Guerrero and the pipe. Guerrero climbed the ropes, and hit a Frog Splash, then dragged Mysterio on top of him just as the ref came to. The referee was about to make the count, when Vince McMahon appeared at the top of the ramp.
Hold it, stop the match! Guerrero I said NOONE was to be at ringside, and you go and defy me. And you attack the champion, no less. I am ORDERING that this match be stopped, and Randy Orton declared the winner via Disqualification!
The crowd was not happy with the decision, but the referee had no choice but to follow the General Managers orders.
Winner and STILL UWE Champion- Randy Orton
After the match, Randy Orton grabbed his title and headed for the back, but Batistas music hit, and The Animal made his way down to the ring. Orton tried to back up to the ring, but was stopped by Eddie Guerrero and the recovering Rey Mysterio. It looked pretty bad for Orton, until Umagas music hit, and the Samoan Bulldozer made his way down the ramp, accompanied by Armando Estrada. Orton used this distraction to leap over the security wall, with Eddie Guerrero and Rey Mysterio right behind him. Meanwhile, Batista and Umaga started brawling at ringside. Batista started to gain the upper hand, until Armando Estrada hit him with a steel chair. This merely angered The Animal, who turned away from Umaga and focused on Estrada. Estrada tried to escape but failed and was subjected to the Batista Bomb. Umaga then attacked Batista from behind, knocking him down. Umaga seemed poised to apply the Samoan Spike, when from out of nowhere The Rock appeared. The battered Rocky was easily overpowered, but the distraction was all Batista needed. Umaga turned around and was nailed by Batistas signature Spinebuster. The Rock followed this up with a Peoples Elbow, and he and Batista celebrated on the turnbuckles to end the show.
The events of Spring Showdown seemed like mild squabbles compared to the violence and brutality that was seen by 16,000 fans at the TD Banknorth Garden in Boston, Massachusetts. Rivalries were settled, while some seemed to merely escalate. Championships were on the line, as was the No. Contendership for the UWE Championship, a distinction that would be earned by either The Rock or Triple H, in a bloody I Quit match. The winner will go on to face the champion at Final Chapter, whether that champion is The Legend Killer, Randy Orton, or the master of the 619, Rey Mysterio.
Eddie Guerrero and Batista vs. Christian Cage and Tomko
Batista opted to start this match off against Christian Cage, who was reluctant to get in the ring, and with good reason. It was Cage and Tomko who used their cheating tactics to prevent Batista from becoming the Intercontinental Champion. And the anger showed, as Batista immediately began pounding on Cage in the corner, before Cage managed to jump over a spear and make a quick tag to Tomko, who traded multiple blows with the Animal. Back and forth this went until Batista backed Tomko into his corner and made the tag to Guerrero, who took the opportunity of having Batista holding Tomko, to hit a hard dropkick to Tomkos midsection. However, Tomko quickly took advantage of some of Eddies still-lingering injuries from Spring Showdown, including a powerful Torture Rack that nearly made Eddie tap out early on in the match. However, whenever The Coalition attempted to exploit Eddies injuries, Guerrero was seemingly able to tough it out with ease, make it back to his corner and tag in Batista.
Guerrero and Batista proved to have great chemistry in the ring, combining Batistas power with Eddie Guerreros agility, including a great spot where Batista Military Pressed Christian and Guerrero caught Cage with a flying cross body on his way down. Meanwhile, several miscommunications existed between Tomko and Christian. Most of Christians tags to Tomko seemed unwanted, as if Tomko was completely willing to let Christian wrestle the match on his own. Even when in the ring, Cage and Tomko seemed unable to work as a cohesive unit, which was most prevalent when Tomko accidentally clotheslined Cage, and another point in the match where Eddie Guerrero managed to reverse a double suplex attempt into dual DDTs.
Finally, Tomko and Christian managed some double team offense, as they hit Batista with a double back drop. Unfortunately for them, Eddie Guerrero made the tag as Batista came off the ropes, and nailed both members of The Coalition with a springboard dropkick. That was enough for Christian, who apparently decided that he couldnt work with Tomko any longer, and headed to the back, while a furious Tomko yelled for Christian to get his cowardly ass back to the ring. This proved to be enough of a distraction, as Tomko turned around and walked right into an enormous Batista spinebuster. Guerrero, the legal man, then climbed his tag team partners shoulders, and hit the signature Frog Splash for the pin and win.
Winners- Eddie Guerrero and Batista
While Tomko collected himself and made his way backstage, Rey Mysterio was shown backstage congratulating Eddie and Batista on their win.
Howre you feelin, Eddie?
I feel great, homes, Eddie replied. Im a little banged up still, but I promise you, Rey Rey, Im gonna be in your corner tonight against Randy Orton. Nothings gonna keep me from getting out there. All I need is an ice pack, and Ill be fine.
But as Eddie Guerrero made his way to the medics area, Randy Orton appeared out of nowhere and hit a powerful RKO on Eddie onto a caterers table. And then, just as quickly as he arrived, Orton left, as Batista, Mysterio, and several others raced to the spot where the attack had just occurred. As Batista left to track down Orton, Rey looked after his friend. It appeared as if Eddie Guerrero wouldnt be at ringside supporting Rey after all.
Texas Bull rope Death Match for the United States Championship
Ron Faarooq Simmons vs. John Bradshaw Layfield
Almost as soon as the two were tied together, they went after each other with all the power and strength that made them such a dominating tag team. These men know each other so well, that their usual repertoires of holds and maneuvers were relatively useless at the beginning, with Simmons powering out of patented JBL Power Bomb early on in the match, and JBL managing to do the same to the Dominator. All that could be done was for the two brawlers to trade blows back and forth until one man faltered and opened the door for more damaging attacks, and that man to falter would be Simmons. One particularly strong right hand by JBL stunned Simmons, and allowed JBL to hit a hard shoulder take down, followed by strong headlock. The big man Ron Simmons, however, managed to stay out of most of JBLs dangerous submissions holds, and mounted some offense of his own, getting the advantage after a pair of neckbreakers.
Simmons was the first man to utilize the bull rope as a weapon, which is completely legal in a Texas Bull Rope Match. Simmons used the cowbell attached to the rope to hit JBL in the back of the head, and then wrapped the rope around JBLs neck and attempted to choke out Layfield. Layfield began to tap out, but due to the Death Match stipulations, a submission victory could not be attained. The only way to win is by pinfall or to have the referee declare that one wrestler is incapable of continuing the match. Flustered by the inability to win via submission, Simmons released the choke and tried to find a different way to defeat Layfield. But this hesitation played to JBLs advantage, as he managed to come back with a Big Boot to Simmons jaw.
JBL seemed determined to get a KO victory over his former partner, as he used the rope in several choke holds, even hanging Simmons temporarily from the ring post with the bull rope. But JBL didnt stop the punishment there. Using the rope to tie Simmons to the post, JBL picked up the cowbell and flayed Simmons several times around the back, neck and head, busting Simmons open. Satisfied that he had made his opponent bleed, JBL rolled Faarooq into the ring and went for the pin, getting a two count. This did not settle well with the brash Texan-turned-New Yorker, who left the ring to retrieve a chair from ringside. This gave Simmons time to recover, however, and when JBL returned, Simmons kicked the chair into JBLs own face. Simmons had the chair now, and took the opportunity to return some of the hard shots he had received with the cowbell. Layfield was bleeding from the mouth at this point, and the sight of the blood seemed to only encourage Faarooq to become more violent, and clocked JBL in the head with the cowbell.
It seemed as if JBL would be unable to recover from the punishment he had received, but managed to kick out of several pin attempts, even kicking out of Simmons signature Thrusting Spinebuster. Finally, JBL found a chance to mount a comeback, as Simmons attempted the Dominator. JBL managed to wriggle out of the move, and hit a desperation low-blow. This was followed up by a violent shot from the steel chair, and then a Clothesline from Hell sealed the victory for Bradshaw.
Winner and STILL United States Champion- John Bradshaw Layfield
After the match, the audience was shown Batista, banging on the locker room door of Randy Orton. As Batista attempted to get his hands on the UWE Champion, General Manager Vince McMahon appeared. Vince pointed out that while he didnt condone Ortons actions, the fact remained that he had to look out for his champion, and mentioned that he was tired of having to remind Batista that he couldnt go around settling things on his own terms all the time, citing chasing Tomko around the arena, and now on two occasions, attempting to attack the champion. Armando Estrada and Umaga then appeared at Vinces side, and Vince told Batista that he wasnt going to put up with Batistas Power Trip any longer, and that hed better get to the showers, or be suspended and escorted out of the building. Reluctantly, Batista complied, and made his way to the locker room, staring down the Samoan Bulldozer Umaga on his way.
UWE Tag Team Championship Match
The Dudley Boyz vs. MNM
D-Von Dudley started off the match, wanting to exact some revenge on MNM for setting him up for the loss in their last match. His anger showed in his performance, hitting Mercury with hard shots power moves. He didnt let up when Mercury tagged out to Morrison, who was immediately clotheslined by D-Von. Morrison finally got a break when he managed to hit a flying roundhouse kick off the ropes, leading to both men tagging out, and bringing in Mercury and Bubba Ray Dudley.
Bubba easily overpowered Mercury, taking him down repeatedly with hard scoop slams, shoulder blocks, and side slams. He could not, however, secure the pinfall. Bubba allowed his frustration to cloud his judgment, and allowed himself to fall into a trap set by Mercury, who was playing possum in the corner. Bubba ran to the corner, but was tripped up and hit the turnbuckle hard. This allowed Mercury to tag in Morrison, and the two hit a powerful double gut-buster on Bubba Ray.
This move managed to incapacitate Bubba, and MNM began to dominate, keeping Bubba in their corner, and making frequent tags, hitting many double team maneuvers. Finally, Bubba Ray managed to get his second wind, and took down Morrison with a Big Boot to the face, following up with a back suplex, and made the tag to D-Von.
D-Von proceeded to clean house, knocking Mercury off the ring apron, and nailing Morrison with a strong Russian Legsweep, which D-Von turned into a side armbar. This almost resulted in a tap-out, but Mercury made it back into the ring in time and broke up the submission hold. This brought Bubba Ray into the ring, and a two-on-two brawl erupted, bringing both referees into the ring to break it up. D-Von went for the corkscrew elbow smash, but MNM ducked, D-Von ended up taking out the referees instead!!
This didnt faze the Dudleys one bit, though, as they immediately went back on the offense against MNM, hitting both men with double hip-tosses. Morrison, the legal man, recovered first, but was met with a big scoop slam. The fans knew what was coming, and joined in with a rousing WASSUUUUUUP!!!, and applauded as D-Von landed the flying headbutt. Bubba looked around, realized that the referees were still down, and decided it was time to end the match, Dudley-style.
D-Von, GET THE TABLES!!
And sure enough, stored under the ring was a Dudley table. However, Mercury was back up now and, realizing that the Dudleys were ready to put them away for good, hit a dropkick into the table that knocked down both Bubba Ray and D-Von. By now, the referees were coming to and went out to check on the Dudleys. MNM decided to deliver a little more ringside punishment, and hit dual planchas on the Dudleys, inadvertently also taking out the referees, AGAIN.
This stroke of luck for MNM seemed to spur them on. Without the referees to DQ them, MNM decided to pull out all the stops on the Dudley Boyz. Setting up the table, MNM had evil intentions in mind for the Dudleys, setting both men up on the table. They then got on adjacent turnbuckles, and hit a devastating double splash through the table!!
After taking a minute to collect themselves, MNM went about securing the win. Morrison went out ringside to get a referee up and into the ring, while Mercury removed the remnants of the table and hid it under the ring. However, at this point the Dudleys were coming to. As Morrison distracted the referee by feigning concern for possible injuries the ref may have occurred, Mercury hit a quick low-blow on D-Von. MNM then hit the Snapshot, and Morrison secured the pinfall.
Winners and STILL UWE Tag Team Champions- MNM
But as MNM were celebrating their victory, Vince McMahon appeared at the top of the ramp.
Hold on just a minute, dammit! Dont you give those two men those belts. Bring them up here to me.
MNM looked on angry and confused as the referees brought the Tag Team Championship to Mr. McMahon.
I am REALLY getting tired of everyone on my roster thinking that they can do whatever the hell they please without having to suffer the repercussions. First Batista, and now you two. Well, Ive had it! Now, I told you two that if you were caught cheating by the officials, you would be stripped of the UWE tag team titles. Now, the referees may not have seen the table, or the low blow, but I sure as hell did. And, as General Manager, that makes me A UWE OFFICIAL. Consider yourselves caught, gentleman. So, as General Manager of Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment, I hereby STRIP John Morrison and Joey Mercury of the UWE Tag Team Championships!!
I guess MNM should have taken Mr. McMahons words more seriously. I think McMahon just taught MNM and the whole roster a lesson; dont take the General Manager lightly.
Backstage, we see AJ Styles preparing himself for his Steel Cage Match against Umaga. The Intercontinental Champion looks concerned, but ready to fight the Samoan Bulldozer. As much faith as we all have in Styles abilities, there is no denying that the environment in this match would strongly favor Umaga. But we have another match to look forward to before the IC title match. Rikishi vs. Bobby Lashley is next.
Rikishi vs. Bobby Lashley
This match was over before it even began. Rikishi shouldn't have even been in the ring, given his rib injuries, but his ego was too big. Rikishi went for some offense right at the bell. Lashley managed to absorb several punches, but was stunned by a sudden thrust kick, sending him into the corner. But he rolled out of the way or a corner splash and Rikishi aggravated the injured ribs. Lashley quickly capitalized, hitting the powerful Spear and picking up the quick victory.
Winner- Bobby Lashley
After several frustrating setbacks the last several weeks, Lashley has proven why he deserves to be a big time player in the UWE.
Backstage, we see Rey Mysterio warming up, alone. Still no sign of Eddie Guererro. Looks like Rey will be all alone in his match tonight.
Umaga and Armando Estrada make their way to the ring next.
Steel Cage Match for the Intercontinental Championship
Umaga (w/ Armando Alejandro Estrada) vs. AJ Styles
This match was high-action from the moment the bell rang. Umaga appeared ready to slowly pick apart his opponent, a relatively good strategy in the environment of a steel cage. But The Phenomenal One would not allow The Samoan Bulldozer the chance to get a powerful shot in, and immediately began to deliver stiff kicks to weaken Umaga. Styles actually had the upper hand for the first several minutes of the match. AJ used an innovative style of offense in this match using the ring ropes and cage walls well to his advantage, hitting Umaga with several springboard dropkicks, clotheslines, and crossbodies. However, none of this was enough to take Umaga down and allow Styles a chance to climb out of the cage.
This inability to capitalize proved to be a blessing to Umaga, who could absorb much more punishment than Styles could dish out at a rapid rate. As Styles started to tire slightly, Umaga made his comeback, nailing many hard punches and kicks. A running splash got a two-count, and then Umaga decided hed be better off trying to escape the cage. But as Umaga shouted to the referees in his native tongue, Styles snuck up behind him and hit a dropkick, and Umagas went face-first into the cage. Styles followed this up with a quick rollup, which did not secure the pin.
Eventually, Styles decided to target the knees of the big man, delivering stiff shots and dropkicks to the legs of Umaga. Unfortunately, Styles miscalculated a shot, allowing Umaga to catch his foot and transition it into a modified capture suplex. This wouldnt be enough to put away Styles. As Umaga appeared to be attempting a back suplex, Styles used his feet to push off the cage, and used the momentum to counter into a Tornado DDT. This got Styles a two-count. Slightly frustrated, Styles set himself up on the top rope, seemingly preparing for a high-impact maneuver. However, as Styles leapt of the turnbuckle, Umaga managed to catch him and nailed a huge Black Hole Slam!
Umaga decided the time was right to escape the cage. Unfortunately, the damage to the knee was still bothering the big man, and he was unable to climb the cage walls. The crafty Estrada, however, quickly came up with a remedy to the problem. He reached under the ring, and pulled out a ladder, managing to hoist it up and over the top of the cage. Umaga however, did not see the ladder as a method of escape, but rather as a method of delivering further punishment to the Intercontinental Champion. As Styles rose to his feet, Umaga hoisted him up on his shoulders and delivered a Samoan drop onto the steel ladder, sending Styles into painful back spasms. But this was not enough for the Samoan Bulldozer, who set up Styles in the corner, placed the ladder strategically in front of him, and performed his vicious running hip attack, known as the Samoan Wrecking Ball.
This busted Styles wide open, but Umaga still seemed to want to inflict more damage upon the Phenomenal One. Estrada began to shout to Umaga from outside the cage, explaining that Umaga needed to set up the ladder against the cage and make his way up and out. Umaga began to do so, but not before AJ Styles began to stir. This distracted Umaga momentarily, but Estrada shouted to leave him and win the match. Umaga seemed torn between his two favorite things, dishing out pain and winning championships. He decided hed rather win the IC title, but this momentary hesitation proved to be the saving grace for Styles.
Umaga found himself on top of the cage, preparing for his descent down the other side, when, in a moment no one will soon forget, Styles ran up the ladder, in Shelton Benjamin-esque fashion, leapt onto Umagas shoulders, and delivered a mind-blowing Frankensteiner FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE, CRASHING INTO THE LADDER BELOW!!! Both men must have sustained severe injuries, but the referee, seeing that both men were miraculously still conscious, reluctantly decided to let the match continue. After all, there are technically no count outs in a cage match, and even though neither man would be able to respond to a ten count, it didnt matter.
Both men were bleeding profusely at this point, but they refused to quit. Both men managed to reach their feet, and Styles hit one desperation dropkick, taking out Umagas knee and sending him head-first into the ladder. Styles followed this up with what almost looked like an Elijah Express, ramming his knees into Umagas back, and crushing him against the ladder once again. This probably would have been enough for Styles to escape the cage. But as AJ climbed the cage, something in his head went off, and he decided to cap off the match with another huge bang. Looking down at the Samoan Bulldozer from a height of what must have been 15 ft., The Phenomenal One looked up at the fans, mouthed the words Fuck it, and dove off the cage, performing a flawless Spinal Tap. Whether it was instinct or luck, we may never know, but as Styles crashed onto the prone Umaga, he managed to keep one arm draped over the body of the Samoan Bulldozer, and secured the 3 count.
Winner and STILL Intercontinental Champion, The Phenomenal AJ Styles
Backstage, we see The Rock standing alone, microphone in hand.
Finally The Rock has come back to Boston. First of all, The Rock would like to congratulate The Phenomenal One AJ Styles for retaining the IC Championship. The Rock knows how tough Umaga is, and The Rock appreciates the lengths that Styles went through to defeat that dried up pile of monkey crap.
But if AJ Styles thinks that he just stole the show, well then, jabroni, think again. Because AJ Styles may be Phenomenal, but The Rock is The Great One, The Rock is the MOST ELECTRIFYING MAN IN SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT! And The Rock is, above all things, out for revenge. The Rock is tired of having to face Triple H. The Rock has had to deal with Triple H for years now. And every time that The Rock believes he has beaten down Triple Hs candy ass for the final time, Triple H just comes back for more. Triple H is like a Goddamn cockroach. Or Freddy Krueger. Yeah, that sounds about right. Triple H, you are just like Freddy Krueger. You get your candy ass handed to you by The Rock every day of the week, twice on Sundays, and your ugly mug STILL manages to see another day and continue to haunt The Rocks dreams. But The Rock wants to set things straight. Triple H, you have gotten in The Rocks way for the last time. You screw The Rock over and over again- and I know what youre thinking, Triple H, The Rock doesnt mean it that way, you sick son of a bitch- but TONIGHT, The Rock gets you right where The Rock wants you; an I Quit match.
Tonight is the The Rocks ticket to the UWE Championship. Triple H, The Rock has laid many a-smackdown on your candy ass. But tonight the world, and the millions (crowd: AND MILLLIONS) of The Rocks fans will witness the most violent, bloody, brutal smackdown that has ever been laid on your ROOOOOODYYYYYY-POOOOO candy ass. And it will all be courtesy of the trail-blazing, eyebrow-raising, Jabroni-beating, a-la-la-la pie-eating, death-defying, ELECTRIFYING, rob a bank, stop a tank, Triple H your wife is STILL a 2-dollar skank!, The Brahma Bull, and Triple H, there isnt a damn thing you can do but know your role, shut your mouth, and check yourself in for yet another stay at the glamorous, luxurious Smackdown Hotel. If ya SMELLLLLLLLL-AL-AL-AL-AL-AL-LOW, what The Rock is cooking.
UWE Womens Championship Fatal 4-Way
ODB vs. Trish Stratus vs. Victoria vs. Mickie James
The match started off relatively quickly, with all three challengers attacking Mickie James and sending her over the top rope. As Trish Stratus followed Mickie to the outside, Victoria and ODB faced off inside the ring, and gave the audience an impressive show, with ODB displaying her brawling style of offense, and Victoria utilizing her strength to keep up with her. ODB almost got the pin after a hitting missile dropkick on Victoria. After recovering, Victoria managed to make a comeback, hitting several kicks and then a swinging side slam.
Meanwhile, Trish Stratus and Mickie James were fighting tooth-and-nail on the outside, exchanging blows repeatedly. After escaping Stratus by hitting a dropkick, Mickie went to the apron, only to receive a superkick from Victoria, and fell back to the outside, where a waiting Stratus hit a running Thesz Press, and rolled Mickie into the ring.
But Trish was unable to secure the pin, as ODB immediately pounced on her, hitting a spear that almost secured the win, had it not been for a timely dropkick by Victoria. Victoria began to gain the edge on all three of the other competitors, hitting repeated clotheslines and dropkicks, and hitting her signature standing moonsault on Mickie James, which got a two-count. Mickie then rolled up ODB with a small package, for a two count. Trish got back up, and threw Mickie into the corner, hitting her signature licked chops to the chest. ODB took this as her cue to show off some chops of her own, hitting both Trish and Mickie with several stiff chops. She then picked up Victoria, aiming for the Running Powerslam, but Victoria wriggled free and sent ODB into the turnbuckle. Trish and Victoria then used a little teamwork, with Victoria aiding Trish with an Irish Whip corner splash, and then following up with a corner splash of her own.
The teamwork ended there however, as both women attempted to get the pin on ODB, resulting in Trish giving Victoria the Stratusfaction, but unable to get the pin because Mickie James was back up at this point, and nailed Trish with the Mick Kick. Mickie then signaled the end, attempting to hit her Mickie-DT, only have ODB sneak up behind Mickie. This led to an interesting spot, where ODB rolled up Mickie with a school girl, leading Mickie to snap suplex Trish. The rollup, however, only resulted in a two-count, so ODB picked up Mickie and brought her over to the turnbuckle. Her intentions soon became clear, as ODB began slamming Mickies head into the turnbuckle, going for the Dirty Dozen. After the twelve head slams, ODB went for the running Thesz press pin, only to have Mickie duck out of the way, and ODB leap frogged herself right into a superkick from Victoria. Mickie turned, still dazed, and walked right into Victorias waiting arms. The Widows Peak connected, and Victoria pinned Mickie for the 3 count.
Winner and NEW UWE Womens Champion- Victoria
As Victoria celebrated winning her debut match, Triple H made his way down to the ring for his I Quit match. As he made his way down the hall, he bumped into Randy Orton, who appeared to have been assigned two security guards to protect him before his match. After a short staredown, Triple H got real close to Ortons face.
You and me. Its gonna happen at Final Chapter. And Im gonna win. Thats a guaran-damn-tee.
Is it? Because you couldnt even finish off a man you attacked with a sledgehammer. And the way I see it, Im gonna easily beat Rey Mysterio tonight, and show how superior I am to him, and by logic, superior to you. So even IF you win tonight, theres no chance youll be able to survive against the R-K-O.
Triple H looked Orton up and down, and then sneered as he looked at the security guards.
You guys have fun with Batista.
The guards looked at each other, apparently learning for the first time whom they were protecting Orton from. As they ran away scared, Orton stared furiously at Triple H, then realizing he was completely unprotected, slowly walked away and retreated back to his locker room, where he would wait until his match.
I Quit Match
Triple H vs. The Rock (Winner faces UWE Champion at Final Chapter)
This match started off slow, with neither man wanting to give their opponent a chance to capitalize on a mistake, but would eventually become the most bloody, violent match in UWE history. A couple of tie-ups were broken up by the referee, until finally, the two agreed upon a classic Test of Strength. Triple H appeared to get the upper hand, bringing The Rock down to one knee. This was actually a ruse by The Rock, who pushed off his knees and headbutt Triple H in the face, taking him down.
The Rock immediately went on the offense, stomping every inch of Triple H he could find. Triple H scurried out to ringside, where The Rock followed, reaching under the ring and retrieving a trash can lid, smashing it over The Games head repeatedly. A quick victory was not to be, however, as Triple H nailed a hard blow right The Rocks midsection, and then smashing the trash can lid over The Rocks back. The trash can was so battered at this point that it was almost useless, and so Triple H tossed it aside and went back under the ring.
It turned out that the lid in fact belonged to a trash can, filled with sadistic weapons for the two men to use on each other. However, before Trips had a chance to choose a toy, The Rock nailed a kick to the gut and threw Triple H into the steps, before rolling him into the ring. The Rock looked into the trash can, then decided he rather just use the can as a weapon, and dumped its contents into the corner. Among the weapons were a hockey stick, some cookie sheets, a fire extinguisher, and a small sack. As Triple H got up, The Rock slammed the trash can into The Games skull, and then placed the can over Triple Hs head and torso. As Triple H tried to recover, The Rock picked up the hockey stick and began to whale on the trash can, with Triple H inside.
Triple H would not quit, however, and managed to take several more shots before blocking one and countering with a forearm to The Rocks jaw. The Game then mounted some offense of his own, utilizing a chokehold against the ropes. The referee asked The Rock if he wanted to quit, but he would not. Triple decided that it time to utilize some weapons of his own, and grabbed a steel chair. But even after several blows, The Rock still would not quit, and rolled to the outside, with Triple H following right behind him.
The action remained on the floor for some time, with the two men battling up the ramp, slamming each other against the guard rails and onto the steel floor. Triple H managed to keep The Rock down after a big suplex on the steel floor, and began choking him again. But again, The Rock wouldnt quit. Triple H, growing frustrated, released him, and measured him up, seemingly preparing for the Pedigree. But The Rock managed to avoid The Games finisher, countering with his signature Peoples Spinebuster onto the hard steel ramp.
Despite the excruciating pain in his back, Triple H was not ready to quit, crawling back down towards the ring, only to have his head bounced off the steel steps, busting him open. The Rock rolled back into the ring, and grabbed the two metal cookie sheets, and delivered two simultaneous shots to Triple Hs head. But still, Triple H refused to quit, instead delivering a low blow to the Peoples Champion, bringing The Rock to the ground. Shaking off the pain, Triple H, crawled outside, lifted the ring apron, and pulled out the bull rope that had been used earlier in the night during the United States Championship bout.
The bull rope would prove to a valuable weapon to the Cerebral Assassin, who used it to bind, choke, beat and bloody The Rock, continuously demanding that Rocky say I Quit. But it would take more than that to defeat the Brahma Bull, who managed to get hold of the fire extinguisher, and spray it in Triple Hs face, before delivering a hard shot to the head with the extinguisher.
The Rock decided that hed had enough, and locked in the Sharpshooter, urging Triple H to quit. The referee also began asking Triple H if he wanted to quit. The Game refused instead trying to make his way to the ropes and lift himself out of the hold. But The Rock just applied more pressure, until Triple H was screaming in agony. Finally, Triple H managed to get a hold of the steel chair, turned in the hold as much as he could, and smashed The Rock in the head. Triple H decided to dish out some submissions of his own, grabbing the hockey stick and applying a modified camel clutch. This still would not lead The Rock to quitting, so Triple H threw aside the hockey stick and went under the ring yet again, this time drawing his favorite weapon, the great equalizer, the sledgehammer, and rammed it into The Rocks ribcage. The Game could audibly be heard telling The Rock to say I Quit, but as the ref raised the microphone to The Rocks mouth, The Rock managed to blurt out a definitive No.
This seemed to spur on The Game, who grabbed the bull rope yet again, this time wrapping the rope around his wrists, and locking The Rock into a Crippler Crossface, choking and pulling on The Rocks neck. If The Rock was going to quit then, he wouldnt have been able to say it out loud, the hold was applied so tight that he was purple in the face. But still, the referee put the microphone in The Rocks face. But rather than say I Quit, The Great One grabbed the microphone, and smashed Triple H in the face.
The determination showed on The Rocks face, as he signaled for the end, for the Rock Bottom. But as The Rock lifted up his opponent, Triple H, in desperation, reversed into his signature knee facebuster. Triple H then cracked a sadistic smile, and reached for the sack in the corner, spilling its contents, thousands of sharp metal tacks, in the middle of the ring. After The Rock once again refused to quit, Triple H whipped him off the ropes a delivered a huge spinebuster into the tacks. As The Rock writhed in pain on the mat, Triple H grabbed the mic and shoved it in The Rocks face. But The Rock refused, yet again, so Triple H grabbed him, and went for the Pedigree. But The Rock countered, back dropping Triple H onto the tacks, and collapsing onto the ground. Both men needed to recover quickly, for neither had much left in him; the end was near.
Both men started to rise at the same time. Triple H grabbed the sledgehammer, and prepared to smash it over The Rocks shoulders, but before he could, The Rock pulled out one last move, a la The Nature Boy Ric Flair; the Testicular Claw. The Rock applied as much pressure as he could muster with his failing strength. Triple H howled with pain as the crowd jeered and began chanting Quit, quit, quit! But still he would not, instead grabbing The Rocks arm and trying to pry it from his area. Slowly, Triple H managed to lift The Rock arm off, but just as it had been at the start of the match, The Rocks failing grip was a ruse, and he grabbed Triple H and delivered a devastating Rock Bottom. The match seemed like it would end in a no contest, until suddenly, The Rock did his patented headspring, and the crowd erupted. Looking like he was in a trance The Rock grabbed Triple H and put him in the corner, wrapping his legs around the ropes. The Rock told the ref to check him, but Triple H said nothing. So, The Rock went to the opposite corner and picked up the sledgehammer. Realizing what Rocky was about to do Triple H screamed out Okay, okay, I QUIT!! The match was over. The crowd erupted with cheers; the Peoples Champion was going to Final Chapter.
Winner and NEW No. 1 Contender- The Rock
The Rock looked down at the sledgehammer, looked back up and smiled, then went ahead anyways, and drove the sledgehammer into Triple Hs already injured... area. The rivalry was finally over. The Rock was ready to move on, and claim the UWE World Championship at Final Chapter.
As ring crew cleaned up the wreckage from the match, a video package was shown, highlighting Randy Orton and Rey Mysterios rivalry, including highlights of their matches from Spring Showdown. We then see Rey Mysterio making his way to ring, sans Guerrero.
UWE World Championship
Rey Mysterio vs. Randy Orton
Before the match began, Vince McMahon announced that everyone else on the roster is banned from ringside, meaning that even IF Eddie Guerrero managed to recover mid-match, he would not be allowed to go to the ring.
The match began quickly, with Mysterio trying to secure a fast roll up. Eventually, the match slowed in pace, as Orton tried to keep the much faster Mysterio grounded, applying many rest holds, headlocks and sleeper holds. Eventually, Mysterio fought back with some kicks, and a hurricanrana, getting a two count on the pin. Mysterio continued his offense, taking down Orton many times with arm drags and drop toeholds. A dropkick to the face got a two count, before Orton made a comeback, catching Mysterio in mid-air with a dropkick of his own.
Orton reverted back to the ground attack, stomping on all of Mysterios limbs and his head. He then hit a hard snap suplex for two. An abdominal wrench nearly got Mysterio to submit, but Orton was forced to release the hold after the referee caught Orton holding the ropes for leverage. Irritated by this, Orton began to once again stomp all over Mysterio, and hit a neckbreaker for two.
Mysterio got a chance to come back, after Orton took his eye off the ball, mouthing off to the ref after not being able to secure the pinfall. Mysterio hit a dropkick to the back of Ortons knee, which sent Orton into the ropes. Mysterio went for the 619, but missed as Orton dodged out of the way, but Mysterio followed up, hitting a springboard dropkick instead. However, Mysterio was unable to capitalize, as Orton raked the eyes and then hit another neckbreaker.
Orton readied himself for the RKO, but was distracted by the appearance of Batista at the top of the ramp. Orton couldnt help but watch and fling curses as officials forced Batista to return backstage. This provided Mysterio with the time he needed to recover, and he rolled up Orton with a small package. However, Orton kicked out at two and a half. As Orton steadied himself in the corner, Mysterio launched himself, going for a corner splash. But Orton, seeing the attack coming, pulled the referee in front of him, so that he took the blow instead. But Mysterio didnt let up, instead hitting a beautiful spinning headscissors that sent Orton to the ropes again. This time, the 619 connected, as did the springboard legdrop that followed it. However, the referee was down and was unable to count the pin. Frustrated and stalling for time, Mysterio attempted to hit another finisher, going for the West Coast Pop. But Orton countered with a vicious RKO. But Orton was also unable to get the pin due to the incapacitated ref.
As Orton tried to wake up the ref, the crowd erupted into cheers; Eddie Guerrero was making his way down to the ring, lead pipe in hand. Orton was unaware of Guerreros arrival until it was too late. Orton turned around, and received a devastating blow from Guerrero and the pipe. Guerrero climbed the ropes, and hit a Frog Splash, then dragged Mysterio on top of him just as the ref came to. The referee was about to make the count, when Vince McMahon appeared at the top of the ramp.
Hold it, stop the match! Guerrero I said NOONE was to be at ringside, and you go and defy me. And you attack the champion, no less. I am ORDERING that this match be stopped, and Randy Orton declared the winner via Disqualification!
The crowd was not happy with the decision, but the referee had no choice but to follow the General Managers orders.
Winner and STILL UWE Champion- Randy Orton
After the match, Randy Orton grabbed his title and headed for the back, but Batistas music hit, and The Animal made his way down to the ring. Orton tried to back up to the ring, but was stopped by Eddie Guerrero and the recovering Rey Mysterio. It looked pretty bad for Orton, until Umagas music hit, and the Samoan Bulldozer made his way down the ramp, accompanied by Armando Estrada. Orton used this distraction to leap over the security wall, with Eddie Guerrero and Rey Mysterio right behind him. Meanwhile, Batista and Umaga started brawling at ringside. Batista started to gain the upper hand, until Armando Estrada hit him with a steel chair. This merely angered The Animal, who turned away from Umaga and focused on Estrada. Estrada tried to escape but failed and was subjected to the Batista Bomb. Umaga then attacked Batista from behind, knocking him down. Umaga seemed poised to apply the Samoan Spike, when from out of nowhere The Rock appeared. The battered Rocky was easily overpowered, but the distraction was all Batista needed. Umaga turned around and was nailed by Batistas signature Spinebuster. The Rock followed this up with a Peoples Elbow, and he and Batista celebrated on the turnbuckles to end the show.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
Matt, did you ever post your show. Cuz I know you said you had finished it like a week and a half ago. But I can't find it.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
Dammit.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
Nope. And I thought I was dragging MY heels. Probably read my show, got intimidated, and decided he needed to re-write the whole thing lol. Which reminds me, Sam, what did you think of my show? I think the new format is an improvement upon the way I wrote Spring Showdown.
I should be disqualified from this, as this is the second time I've been late with my show.
Basically, I wrote my show weeks ago, and there was two matches I'd only written half-way through, so I decided to finish them off the other night. Then, I realised the storylines I had originally planned for them both, so I've been completely re-writing them. And after reading through my Sting vs. Anoki match, it blows, so I'm re-writing that up.
I don't blame you if you do this round without me, because I would. But I will have finished this by tonight and I'll post it.
Basically, I wrote my show weeks ago, and there was two matches I'd only written half-way through, so I decided to finish them off the other night. Then, I realised the storylines I had originally planned for them both, so I've been completely re-writing them. And after reading through my Sting vs. Anoki match, it blows, so I'm re-writing that up.
I don't blame you if you do this round without me, because I would. But I will have finished this by tonight and I'll post it.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
I don't see why we should DQ you from the round. We all kept stretching the due date. I myself was a day past the deadline.
BUT... if you reeeeeallly feel that way... we can penalize you. Like, if you come in first in the votes this week, you place second. If you place second, it's third, and so on and so forth. Not that it makes much of a difference anyway. Even if you end up getting the 4th place points (trust me, you will NOT be beaten by Fizzle's show lol), you've got even points already that you could still win in the 5th round.
BUT... if you reeeeeallly feel that way... we can penalize you. Like, if you come in first in the votes this week, you place second. If you place second, it's third, and so on and so forth. Not that it makes much of a difference anyway. Even if you end up getting the 4th place points (trust me, you will NOT be beaten by Fizzle's show lol), you've got even points already that you could still win in the 5th round.
I RESENT this... can we have Papa Shango kicked out of this thing please!
Grrrr
at least I made my show on time.
Papa Shango
Frontman of the WZ Band!!
You made your show during lunch! lol