Live from Miami, Florida
AmericanAirlines Arena
Pyro
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We see the ring all ready and set for the Peepshow.
JR: Deep from the heart of Florida, welcome to a brand new edition of BTW Nitro!
JBL: And I guarantee you, tonight, business will pick up like never before!
JR: Hey, don’t get to stealing my phrases.
“Just Close your Eyes” plays to a lot of boos as Christian Cage, in a white shirt and jeans, and having his BTW Continental Championship wrapped around his waist, makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring. He looks around the set for his show.
Cage: Let me tell you, I know I made an awesome work selecting all the parts of the set, but definitively, looking it all put together, everyone has to agree, there’s no host show such as this one.
Crowd boos Cage.
Cage: And I know you’re all really excited of witnessing the return of The Peepshow, and I know you are psyched on having the chance of seeing your Captain Charisma with the Continental Championship wrapped around his waist. This atmosphere is party like. But now, even if we are having such a good time, I’ll have to give you the buzz killer, party boomer, Chris Jericho.
Crowd cheers at Jericho’s mention. They then start booing as they realize that Christian Cage is ripping on what Chris Jericho said last week, stealing his lines.
Cage: Chris Jericho.
Crowd pops, much to the disdain of Christian Cage.
Cage: …Chris Jericho!!!
Crowd once again pops.
Cage: Just come out already Christopher.
“Break Down the Walls” plays to a big amount of cheers from the audience as Chris Jericho makes his way from the stage down the ramp, where he salutes the fans, to the inside the ring, where with a mic in hand he stares at Christian Cage.
Y2J: Damn. Looking around, I truly have to hand it you Christian. This place is truly much, much more than what I thought it would be.
Cage: Thank you, thank you.
Y2J: Much more worse that is.
Cage: Haha, so funny. Give it up for Chris Jericho. He’s going to be here all night ladies and gentlemen.
Crowd laughs a little.
Cage: But Chris, Chris, how about you take a seat, let Captain Charisma do his job, and we just limit ourselves to having a straight up, open hearted, one to one interview.
Y2J: There’s an old saying Christian that says, you can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but there’s no fooling the Ayatollah of Rock and Rollah. Come on Christian, you and I both know that we are not having an interview, besides, look at this place! The quality of anything we say or do while being in here is immediately taken down a notch.
Cage: Well, not as much as the “Bore-me Reel”.
Y2J: Let’s not go there again.
Cage: Ok, ok, I will not go there, but there’s something I want you to understand and that I hope gets through your thick skull. I am the BTW Continental Champion, the most dominating in history that is. I dominate BTW, because also let me remind you that my friend, Triple H, is the BTW World Heavyweight Champion. I, I rule this show, I call the damn shots, and everything I say, is made into a law, and you Chris can run your mouth all you want, ridicule all you want and make this people get to their feet and cheer your name all you want, but at WrestleBowl, nothing is gonna change, because I am going to beat you, one way or another, I am going to beat you Chris, and I am going to leave Ford Field still BTW Continental Champion. If you didn’t know, now you know.
Crowd boos as Cage grins. Y2J looks around and he sits on a chair a few steps away from him.
Y2J: Are you done? Man, don’t you have beds here on the Peepshow? I’m going to need one if you decide to remind me all those things again. For the time being, let me just say, Christian Cage would you please shut the hell up!
Crowd erupts.
Y2J: I have a very good memory Christian. I remember all of your accomplishments. I remember just exactly who you are and what I need to do in that ring to beat you. But hey, you may have a point. I didn’t remember how lame and boring the Peepshow as!
Cage: Well, you…wait a minute, lame and boring? What the hell is wrong with you? Anyways, you send me to shut me up, and here in the Peepshow, we do two things. Either we talk, or we….
Y2J: Or what, you talk some more nonsense for ten more minutes.
Cage: No, we do this!
Cage out of a sudden slaps the taste out of the mouth of his opponent. Chris Jericho staggers back and he holds his jaw. Chris Jericho grins a little and then lifts his mic a little bringing it close to the mouth.
Y2J: Uhmm, that’s just…
Chris Jericho answers back the attack of Christian Cage with a straight right hand to the face of Christian. Immediately, Cage takes both his hands to his face, and we see a trail of blood pour in between his fingers.
JBL: Oh come on! You don’t bust the BTW Continental Champion open!
Chris Jericho goes to continue his attack on Christian Cage, however Cage is able to cover and somehow he manages to flee out of the ring escaping from Y2J and avoiding any more confrontation. Christian slowly walks backwards away from the ring up the ramp.
JR: And that’s our BTW Continental Champion ladies and gentlemen, proud as nobody else!
JBL: You don’t get tire of saying that don’t you JR?
JR: Not until that young man who’s actually inside the ring, Chris Jericho.
Chris Jericho and Christian stare at each other. Christian tries to stop the bleeding from his nose and Y2J turns around and taunts to the crowd inside the ring. He then proceeds to destroy the set of The Peepshow.
(Commercial)
We return from commercial and we see a young man inside the ring jogging and warming up.
JBL: You know who’s in the ring? He’s Gavin Spears, and he’s in BTW to make an impact.
JR: Excuse me if I am a little overzealous, but we’ll see about that.
“Virtual Voodoo” plays to a lot of boos from the audience as Umaga rampages his way out. He power walks down the ramp and then he enters the ring. The referee rings the bell.
Umaga vs Gavin Spears
Gavin Spears wastes no time and immediately he dashes toward Umaga, who reacts first and receives him knocking him down with a knife like uppercut straight to the jaw. Umaga goes for a quick ending as he grabs Gavin by the throat and guides him back to his feet lifting him all the way from the canvas, however, before he’s connected, Spears nails Umaga with a series of kicks to the knee, forcing the samoan to let him go. Gavin attempts to dash to the ring ropes, however before he’s able to move, Umaga holds him by the arm, then pull him toward him and nails him with a short arm clothesline. The Samoan Bulldozer is the one then dashing to the ring ropes behind him, then he bounces back and he connects his opponent with a flying headbutt right to the stomach of Gavin Spears. Umaga gets back to his feet completely in control, and he once again dashes to the ring ropes behind him, bounces back and he nails, for the second time in the row, connects Gavin Spears with a flying headbutt to the middle section, taking the air out of the body of his young opponent. The Samoan Bulldozer grabs Gavin Spears by the head and guides him back to his feet. He secures him under his grasp, and then he Irish Whips his opponent right to the corner, sending Gavin Spears through the ropes and to the ring post, crashing against the ring post shoulder first. Umaga grabs his opponent by the leg and drags him back to the middle of the ring. Umaga then guides his opponent back to a vertical standing and mercilessly, Umaga just nails his opponent with a Samoan Spike knocking Spears hard down to the canvas. Umaga makes the cover: 1…2….3.
Result: Umaga defeats Gavin Spears.
JBL: Poor kid, you can’t say he tried, but there’s truly no stopping the Samoan Bulldozer.
JR: Is there someone more dominating than Umaga currently in the entire BTW?
We go backstage and we see Brock Lesnar lacing his boots backstage, sitting in a bench in his locker room, when out of a sudden no other than the BTW World Heavyweight Champion Triple H makes his way into the scene.
Lesnar: What the hell do you want now…champ?
HHH: Wow, the kid got guts now? I knew I had a positive effect on people, but I never thought it would be to this extend. Finally, finally you’re standing up to me, hell, maybe, maybe you are good enough to be my…Meh, forget that, I am just kidding, we both know you’re not on my…
Lesnar: What the hell do you want!
HHH: Come on man, I am here with good intentions. I am here to wish you good luck in your match later on tonight against Bob Sapp, and come on, you know I’m rooting for you. Hey, I don’t want my challenger choking up again against…
Finally Brock Lesnar snaps and he grabs Triple H by the throat, then shoves him right against the wall.
Lesnar: Bob Sapp, tonight, you on WrestleBowl. Hunter, here comes the pain!
Brock finally releases the throat of Triple H letting him free.
Lesnar: So I recommend you to shut your mouth and get away from me, before I decide to bring the pain to you right here tonight.
Triple H grabs his throat coughing as he stares at Brock Lesnar. HHH turns around and he leaves the room.
(Commercial)
“Countdown” plays to cheers from the audience as the BTW Tag Team Champions Test and Albert walk down the ramp and enter the ring.
JR: Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen and it’s time for some tag team slobber knocker action.
“This Fire Burns” plays to a big amount of cheers from the audience as CM Punk makes his way out. He taunts to the crowd on his way down the ramp and finally enters the ring.
JR: And one has to definitively feel excited to be able to witness the reunion of these two, CM Punk and Samoa Joe.
JBL: Oh good! Joy, these two friends teaming up again. Stop the goddamn press.
“Killing Vibe” vibrates out from the PA system as Samoa Joe walks down the ramp, looking impressive and ready for the action. The referee rings the bell.
Samoa Joe and CM Punk vs Test and Albert
CM Punk and Samoa Joe have a quick chat on their corner, and they decide with Samoa Joe kicking off the match. Punk and Joe high five each other, then Samoa Joe walks to the middle of the ring where Test is already waiting for him. Test smiles and looks impressive, staring at Samoa Joe from the other side of the ring. Samoa Joe then explodes and he dashes toward Test, only to get planted first with a Big Boot by his opponent landing right on the head. Test immediately dashes toward the ring ropes behind him as Samoa Joe is incorporating and he gets planted by a shoulder tackle. Test then goes toward the ring ropes once again and Samoa Joe gets back up and for the second time in a row Samoa Joe gets planted with a shoulder tackle. Test then goes toward the ring ropes and bounces back, then comes back and he plants his opponent down with a big elbow drop right to the chest, however and right on time Samoa Joe is able to get out of the way avoiding the maneuver. Samoa Joe gets back to his feet and so does Test. Test then is the first to attack as he goes for a straight right hand, however Samoa Joe ducks avoiding the punch. He then grabs his opponent and tries to throw him toward the ropes, however Test stops it and instead he throws Samoa Joe toward the ropes. Samoa Joe bounces back and gets planted by a vicious Tilt-the-World Backbreaker by Test. Test smiles and taunts to the crowd receiving a mild pop from the live audience, then goes toward his corner and makes the tag to his partner, Albert. Albert enters and dashes to the ring ropes in front of him, then bounces back and plants the floored Samoa Joe with a big leg drop landing right across the throat and chest. He makes the cover: 1…2…, Samoa Joe gets one shoulder up. Albert gets back to his feet and he picks Samoa Joe up to his feet. He then grabs him by the arm and pulls him toward himself, knocking him with a big clothesline.
Albert then goes toward his corner and makes the tag back again to Test. Test enters and he puts the boots on his opponents, stomping all over his rival. Test then goes toward his corner all the way to the second rope. Test then goes to leap out of the second rope. But before he is able to attack and connect Samoa Joe, Samoa Joe gets one boot up and lands Test right on the throat, avoiding any attack. Test gets knocked out on the canvas and Samoa Joe immediately takes advantage and crawls and drags toward his corner, finally making the tag to CM Punk. Punk enters to a big pop from the crowd. Test is already back on his knees, trying to fully incorporate. Punk dashes toward him and plants his opponent with a dropkick right to the face knocking his opponent down. CM Punk then gets up to his feet and continues running toward Albert, sliding and planting a dropkick right to the knee, knocking Albert down of the apron and making him hit his head to the canvas on the way down. Punk turns around and fully incorporates Test, then starts unloading a series of straight right hands. He then hits his Rotating Yakuza Kick straight to the middle section of Test. Test bends over in pain. CM Punk then runs to the ring ropes behind him and bounces back, but Test is able to react first and he plants Punk with a back body drop, however CM Punk lands on his feet, and when Test turns around, Punk surprises him with a calf kick straight to the head of his opponent. Samoa Joe is on the apron heatedly asking for the tag. Punk smiles and he makes the tag to Samoa Joe, who immediately climbs to the top rope and taunts for his opponent waiting to get back to their feet. Test gets back to his feet, giving his back to Samoa Joe. He then goes to turn around, but notices Samoa Joe on the top rope, so instead he goes to the front and makes the tag to Albert instead, with Samoa Joe instead climbed on the top rope on the opposite corner.
Albert enters the ring, and Samoa Joe immediately leaps of the top rope, planting Albert with a crossbody, flying over three quarters of the ring. He makes the cover: 1…2…, Albert is able to kick out. However, not letting his opponent rest, Samoa Joe uses the own momentum of the kick out and not letting the leg of his opponent free, and instead he locks Albert in a One Legged Boston Crab. Joe bends and bends the leg of his opponent, sitting over the back of the knee of the giant, making Albert scream in pain. Test starts clapping on his corner trying to get Albert going and recover. It’s seems to be working as Albert starts finding his way out of the submission hold, as out of rear power he starts breaking the submission maneuver. However, Samoa Joe modifies the maneuver turning it into an STF, as he rotates over the leg of his opponent and keeps it locked now between his own legs. Albert screams in pain once again, and Joe applies more and more pressure to the maneuver, as he feels that his opponent is just about to tap out. Samoa Joe continues the variation of offense into his opponent, as instead Joe modifies his hold unhooking the leg of Albert and now just having his opponent locked in a crossface. Albert struggles in the maneuver and he extends his hand as if he is about to tap, however, after stretching even more, Albert finally is able to grab the bottom rope forcing Samoa Joe to release the hold. The referee immediately steps in and he grabs Samoa Joe, taking him away from Albert. Joe gets verbally grounded by the referee as slowly Albert gets back to his feet. Samoa Joe finally turns around and it is Albert who tries to attack first, receiving him with a clothesline, but Joe is able to avoid it as he ducks going under it and passing to the next set of ring ropes. Joe bounces back and he nails Albert instead with a high knee strike of his own, directly into the head and knocking his opponent down. Samoa Joe doesn’t give up on his opponent and he picks Albert up, then throws him toward the ring ropes.
Albert bounces back to the side of the ring, however when hitting the ropes from behind, his partner Test tags himself into the match. Albert bounces back and he gets connected by a leg lariat that knocks him down. Samoa Joe gets back to his feet only to get connected by a clothesline by Test, who is now the legal man. Test is the one picking Joe up now and he throws him toward his corner, making him clash spine first against the turnbuckle. CM Punk there, without Test noticing, tags himself into the match slapping Joe on the back. Joe staggers back right into an elbow strike to the head of his opponent. Test walks toward his own corner and starts taunting for his Running Big Boot. CM Punk enters the ring and stands behind the recovering Samoa Joe. Joe gets finally back to his feet and Test storms toward him looking for his Big Boot, however Joe sidesteps out of the way making his opponent fail, and letting Test walk right into CM Punk, who receives him and gets him above his shoulders, then Punk connects Test with the GTS. CM Punk makes the cover: 1…2…3.
Result: CM Punk pins Test.
JR: Punk wins! Punk wins! Punk wins!
JBL: I have to hand it to these men. They just defeated the tag team champions!
JR: And with this showcase of abilities, one could say that this two, CM Punk and Samoa Joe, are one hell of a tag team in their own right.
(Commercial)
“Don’t Waste my Time” plays to boos from the audience as an arrogant and confident looking Elijah Burke walks down the ramp and enters the ring.
JR: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome back and it’s time for yet another match to determine the third man qualifying for Monster’s Ball.
JBL: And for Elijah Burke, second has to be the charmed one.
“I am” plays to a boos from the audience as AJ Styles walks down the ramp, and acting cockily, walks down and enters the ring. AJ climbs to the top rope taunting before entering the ring.
Monster’s Ball Qualifying Match
AJ Styles vs Elijah Burke
As soon as the referee rings the bell, Elijah Burke storms toward his opponent showing his determination in this match, and he manages to lock in his opponent in a side headlock. AJ Styles tries to hind his way out of the maneuver, however Elijah Burke applies a lot of pressure to the maneuver, with intensity being showed in the way he torches his arms around the neck of AJ. Styles finally finds the way out of the maneuver as he goes behind Elijah Burke and pushes him toward the ropes without releasing him. Both men bounce back from the ropes which allows AJ to roll Elijah Burke up: 1…2…, Elijah Burke kicks out. AJ Styles gets back to his feet and he immediately starts mounting his offense not letting Elijah Burke, as he grabs his opponent by the head and guides him back to his feet. AJ weakens his opponent by connecting Elijah with a series of European Uppercuts. AJ grabs Burke by the arm and he then Irish Whips his opponent toward the ring ropes. Elijah Burke bounces back going toward AJ Styles, AJ side steps and using Burke’s own momentum, AJ grabs him by the back of the head and propels Elijah over the top rope and to the outside of the ring. There’s a small pop from the crowd as AJ Styles stands in the middle of the ring looking around the arena, with fans knowing what’s next. AJ Styles dashes to the ring ropes behind of him, crosses the ring in full speed and then leaps over the top rope and into Elijah Burke on the outside of the ring connecting him perfectly with an over the top rope no handed plancha. AJ Styles gets back to his feet on the outside and taunts to the crowd, doing his characteristic taunts, getting boos from the audience. AJ grabs Elijah Burke and throws him to the inside of the ring. AJ Styles remains on the outside of the ring taunting to the audience. Elijah Burke slowly gets back to his senses inside the ring getting back to his feet. AJ Styles finally slides to the inside of the ring. He sees Elijah Burke is already up to his knees, and so AJ dashes toward him looking to attack him, but Burke reacts first and nails him with a clothesline.
Elijah Burke gets back to his feet having changed the tide of the match. He immediately puts the boots on his opponent, stomping all over his opponent. Elijah looks around and the then elevates in the air, landing on AJ Styles connecting him with a jumping knee drop. Burke gets back to his feet and a smile graces his face, confident of what he’s doing. He looks down to AJ Styles and then removes his own knee brace, wanting to repeat the punishment. Elijah Burke now instead dashes to the ring ropes behind of him, bounces back and nails a jumping knee drop, Harley Race like, straight to the forehead of his opponent, and the hit becomes more hurtful because the kneecap of Elijah Burke is uncovered. AJ Styles grabs his face and rolls all over the canvas in pain. Elijah Burke however doesn’t let him catch a break and gets him back to his feet. Elijah goes behind of his opponent, locks him up, and then connects him with a German Suplex. After hitting the canvas, Elijah doesn’t release his opponent, and instead he gets back to his feet, still having AJ Styles locked in. Elijah Burke that way is able to connect AJ Styles with a second consecutive German Suplex. As expected, Burke doesn’t release AJ Styles as they get back to a standing position. Burke goes to complete the trifecta and connect the third German Suplex, however Styles places his leg behind Burke’s, blocking the suplex. Elijah Burke tries for the suplex once again, but for the second time AJ Styles is able to block it, and this time he unhooks himself from the grasp of his opponent. Styles nails a toe kick to the middle section of his opponent. He then dashes to the ring ropes behind of him and bounces back toward Elijah Burke connecting him with a charging high knee strike to the head knocking Elijah Burke down to the canvas. AJ Styles looks around with a smile on his face taunting to the crowd. AJ Styles dashes to the closest side of the ring of Elijah Burke and he springboards using the second rope, then lands on Burke connecting him with a Springboard Corkscrew Moonsault.
AJ Styles gets back to his feet and once again he does his classic taunt, getting boos from the audience. AJ walks toward the corner and he climbs only to the second rope. Styles looks down to his opponent, and finally comes down from the top rope nailing his opponent with a double foot stomp, landing on Burke’s middle section. AJ Styles makes the cover: 1…2…, Burke gets one shoulder up. AJ Styles grabs Burke and he drags him toward the corner. Burke’s fans in the crowd boo AJ Styles. AJ leaves Burke close to the corner and he then, trying to humiliate Elijah, grabs the top rope and uses it to pull himself up into the hair looking to land and connect his opponent with the Outer Limitz Elbow drop, however Elijah Burke shows he’s the one who truly masters the maneuver as he gets out of the way making his opponent fail. Elijah Burke grabs the ropes and he uses them to pull himself back to a standing position. Elijah finds himself in the corner and with AJ Styles knocked out close to the corner, and he knows this is his opportunity. Burke propels himself up in the air using the top rope, then goes down and lands on AJ Styles connecting effectively his Outer Limitz Elbow Drop. Burke grabs AJ by his right arm and he drags him to the middle of the ring, where he bends over going to make a cover, however, out of nowhere, AJ Styles gets back to his senses and does a kip up, and in the same flow up of the kip up he hooks his legs around the head of Elijah Burke and nails him with a Hurracanrana, sending Elijah Burke through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. AJ walks toward the ropes and stares at Burke, knocked out on the outside, and there he waits for him to recover and get back to his feet. Elijah Burke finally does so and Elijah Burke immediately propels and tries to go for a pescado, however, when he is about to connect Burke, Elijah reacts and once again changing the tide of the match, he moves out of the way letting AJ Styles crash and burn failing the maneuver. It takes a while but Elijah gets fully back to his senses and he crawls toward the guard rail, which he uses to help himself get back to a standing position.
Burke grabs AJ Styles, gets him back to his feet, and throws him back to the inside of the ring. Elijah Burke follows him and now back inside of the ring, he covers his opponent: 1…2…, AJ gets one shoulder up. Elijah shows his determination in winning himself a spot in WrestleBowl and he remakes the cover, hooking both legs this time: 1…2…, AJ is able to kick out once again. Burke gets back to his feet and he brings his opponent up with him. Burke kicks him in the middle section, sets him up and connects him with a vertical delayed suplex. Burke makes the cover: 1….2…, AJ Styles kicks out yet again. Elijah seems to be getting a little frustrated. He grabs AJ by the head ands violently he guides him back to a standing position. He throws AJ Styles to the ropes making him hit them chest first and bounce back running backwards, getting connected when he bounces back towards Elijah Burke with a huge lariat to the back of the head. Burke seems now intent on completely taking apart AJ before going for another pinfall attempt, and that’s why he gets him back to his feet. Elijah goes to repeat the punishment as he throws AJ toward the ring ropes aiming for him to bounce back backwards, however this time AJ uses the momentum gave by the Irish Whip of Burke, springboards using the middle rope and performs a moonsault landing right behind of Elijah Burke. AJ quickly sets Elijah up and drops his opponent with a Reverse DDT. AJ Styles has found the opening he was looking for and he walks toward the corner where he climbs to the top rope. AJ looks down, measures his opponent and comes right down connecting Spiral Tap. AJ makes the cover: 1…2…3
Result: AJ Styles defeats Elijah Burke
JR: And he does it, AJ Styles goes to WrestleBowl!
JBL: I don’t know why anyone would be happy to enter a medieval carnival like Monster’s Ball will be, but AJ Styles is going to it.
JR: But you have to give credit to young Elijah Burke, he gave his best out there, but tonight is just wasn’t to be.
We see AJ Styles celebrate his victory in the middle of the ring as he gets his hand raised by the referee.
We cut backstage and we see CM Punk walking on his locker room, probably coming out from taking a shower as he is still wet and he’s drying himself using a towel. Out of a sudden, and to a big pop from the crowd, Punk’s partner earlier on tonight, Samoa Joe, walks into the scene.
Joe: How you doing bro?
Punk: I told you man, when you and I team up, there’s nobody that can defeat us. We just beat the tag champions tonight! There’s so much history between you and I and nobody can’t beat that.
Joe: That’s exactly what I wanted to talk about, our history because, you and I have always been great tag team partners, always have and always will but, if there’s something we are better at than teaming up, is at facing each other.
Punk: Where are you going Joe?
Joe: Well you see, I have seen your late matches, those incredible matches you have been having with Edge and, I have started to ask myself the same question I asked a lot of years ago, and Punk, I need to get that question answered, I just need to do it.
Punk: And what’s that question?
Joe: Who is better? CM Punk, or Samoa Joe?
Crowd pops on the back.
Punk: So let me see if I understand, you are challenging me to a match?
Joe: WrestleBowl, you and I.
Punk: Well Joe, if there’s a place I would want to be on that night, it’s on the ring with you, so you just got yourself a WrestleBowl opponent!
Crowd cheers on the back.
Joe: That’s good to hear, and, hey, let’s see if you can finally, finally get one over me.
Samoa Joe slaps CM Punk on the shoulder gently.
Punk: Hehe, we’ll see.
CM Punk returns the favor and slaps Joe on the shoulder. Samoa Joe and CM Punk stare at each other grinning, then Joe turns around and leaves the room.
(Commercial)
JR: We’re back from the break and, my God, what a slobber knocker has just been added to the already magnificent card of WrestleBowl, CM Punk going one on one with Samoa Joe.
“I’m Coming” plays to a lot of boos from the audience as MVP makes his way out, rocking a fancy suit and with the BTW Extreme Championship wrapped around his waist.
JBL: Be quiet JR, nobody cares about CM Punk or Samoa Joe when this man, the man that always delivers, MVP, is in the house.
MVP has a microphone in hands as he enters the ring and stands in the middle of the ring ready to address the crowd.
MVP: Once again, MVP in the house, and even though this is not the VIP Lounge, there’s still big things popping and little things stopping.
Crowd boos.
MVP: MVP is in the house alright, but I’ll tell you who isn’t in the house here tonight, and that person is The Undertaker, ‘cause even though Taker brags about having defeat death and being above all of us, I showed last week…
Crowd interrupts MVP with a lot of boos.
MVP: I showed last week that The Undertaker is oh so human, as just like any other normal human being, he ended knocked out by me, and by my Big Boot, and right now, Taker is not in hell torturing souls as some of you might think, instead he is on his house, laying on his bed and icing his jaw, swollen by my Drive-by-Kick.
Crowd heavily boos.
MVP: But my work is not over, because at WrestleBowl, I will step into the ring with The Undertaker yet again, and once again, I will have to show why I am Half Man, Half Amazing, I will have to show why I am single handedly carrying this show, and why I am the greatest champion in BTW ever, and defeat The Undertaker. And trust me, I will, because like FedEx, I always, always deliver, and WrestleBowl will not be the exception.
A “Taker” chant slowly starts from the crowd and then grows big in the entire arena.
MVP: Taker, there’s a reason why even with all your years of experience, I make more money than you, and that’s because I am simply better than you!
JR: Strong words by MVP. I just hope he doesn’t have to eat them next week, because I have just been confirmed that The Undertaker will be here, live in BTW Nitro, next week!
MVP grins in the middle of the ring, when out of out a sudden “Metalingus” starts playing through the PA system as the Rated R Superstar Edge makes his way out.
JBL: Oh my God, business is about to pick up, JR!
JR: Oh dear lord.
Edge makes his way to the inside of the squared circle and stands right in front of MVP.
Edge: I take that you’re new at this Montel because, usually, when you come out and you brag after the beating you give to your opponent, you bring some visual aids so that all of this, uhmm, “fans”, can understand the message you are trying to transmit and don’t just get lost on the big words they are not used to hearing here in Miami.
Crowd heavily boos.
Edge: That’s why I took the liberty, and I hope you don’t mind, to get this little video done.
Quote:
Taker returns to his feet and MVP storms toward him, looking for a second Big Boot, however Taker sidesteps making MVP fail, and as Porter turns around, he gets grabbed by the throat. But before The Undertaker is able to go for the Chokeslam, from behind AJ Styles clubs him on the back and knocks him down to the mat. MVP rolls out of the ring close to the announce table. The referee tries to force AJ out of the ring, but AJ shoves him away. The Undertaker starts getting back to his senses, grabbing his middle section in pain. Styles walks toward him and turns The Undertaker flipping him over his belly. AJ walks toward him and stands above him, then grabbing him by the legs he tries to set The Undertaker for the Styles Clash, however before it gets connected The Undertaker is able to counter by using his arms to pull the right leg of AJ Styles and bring him down to the canvas. Taker remains on his knees not able to fully get back to his feet. The Undertaker goes to finally do so and return to his standing position, where out of nowhere he gets blasted right on the head with a chair shot of MVP. The referee sends the bell to be ringed.
Result: The Undertaker wins via DQ
MVP doesn’t care that the bell has been ringed and he continues his assault on The Undertaker, nailing him repeatedly with chair shots all over his humanity.
JR: Oh come on, you can’t beat the man fair and square and you have to resource to thinks like this.
JBL: It’s called sending a message.
MVP continues punishing and punishing his opponent repeatedly with the chair. He tells AJ Styles to incorporate The Undertaker. AJ does exactly that and brings Taker up to his knees. MVP storms toward him and nails him with a straight shot to the face with the chair. Blood starts pouring down from the face of the Deadman. AJ Styles grabs the chair and tells MVP he also wants to punish Taker. He puts the chair in front of his own chair and performs a moonsault, landing over The Undertaker, driving the chair right onto the chest of Taker on the process. MVP stares at AJ and taunts for a kick.
JR: Would you stop it already?
MVP walks toward his corner and waits for Taker to somehow start recovering. To a big pop from the crowd, and showing his resilience, Taker, after a couple of seconds of struggling, puts one knee on the canvas trying to get himself together. AJ puts the chair in front of his face, and MVP storms toward him, connecting Taker with the Drive-By-Kick, driving the steel chair directly into the face of The Undertaker.
JBL: You talk about sending a message, you talk about getting the mental advantage, well MVP did just that tonight going into WrestleBowl
We see MVP grinning, and so is Edge.
Edge: Tell me Montel, what did you feel? What did you feel when you kicked the sense out of the head of The Undertaker with that big boot and that steel chair?
MVP: What did I feel? I felt that for the first time, something was right in the world. Undertaker has been holding everybody down for too long. He did it to Muhammed Hassan, he did it to Elijah and he did it to AJ, and it was only fitting that MVP gave something back to the company and took The Undertaker out.
Edge: You know what? You’re absolutely right MVP, and this next video I know you’re going to enjoy it as well because, you have also beaten Jeff Hardy in the past, so let’s take a look shall we?
Quote:
We go backstage and we see Jeff Hardy in his locker room. His bag is right next to him on a bench. He takes from out of his bag a bottle of water, and he takes a zip out of it. Out of a sudden, two police officers enter the room.
Police Officer #1: Excuse me, are you Mr. Jeffrey Hardy?
Hardy: Yeah, that’s me.
Police Officer #1: Sorry to bother you sir but we have received an anonymous report that someone, who would be you, introduced an illegal substance into this arena.
Hardy: Come on man, that’s ridiculous.
Police Officer #1: I’m sorry but, you will have to come with us so we can have a more detailed conversation about.
Hardy: I’m not going anywhere. I don’t know who the hell sent that report, but it’s completely ridiculous. You can go ahead and check my stuff all you want, but you will not find anything illegal or anything forbidden by the arena.
While Jeff and one of the two police officers are talking, the second police officer opens Hardy’s bag and starts checking over Hardy’s stuff, not finding anything.
Hardy: See.
Police Officer #1: I’m sorry sir; we were just doing our job. We got a report and it’s our duty as public servitors to check the situation.
Hardy: No man, I completely understand and…
Police Officer #2: I have found something.
The second police officer has a little jar filled with pills.
Police Officer #1: Nothing illegal uh? What are those?
Hardy: I, I don’t know…I have never sent that in my life, those aren’t mine, I swear, those aren’t mine.
Police Officer #1: You’ll have to come with us, now.
Before Hardy can even argue, the second police officer goes behind him and cuffs him.
Police Officer #1: Let’s go.
All three men leave the room. The second police officer guarding the cuffed Jeff Hardy and the first police officer analyzing the jar.
On the distance, hiding behind a wall, we see the figure of a man watching all this happen. The camera follows Hardy leaving and then zooms on the figure of the man. It’s Edge, who has a huge grin on his face.
Edge: I asked what you felt, what you had going through your mind last week MVP but, we all know what Jeff Hardy has on his brains, absolutely nothing.
Crowd boos.
Edge: First, you mess with me and get into my way of recovering my World Heavyweight Championship, then, you completely disrespect me, but then, to actually break the law and insert illegal substances to an arena, a place where kids were in attendance Jeff, shame on you, truly, shame on you.
MVP: But hey, we all know it was a matter of time before Hardy’s extracurricular activities got to him.
Edge: But you know what Montel, I understand him. You see, Jeff can’t have your life style for example, he doesn’t have your money, he doesn’t have your style.
MVP: Charismatic Enigma, whatever that means.
Edge: And professionally, he can’t live up to me in that ring, or as regular Hardy, he can’t live up to me in any way.
Crowd boos.
Edge: So Jeff, I don’t know where your story will go but, I really hope you come back from this “incident”. I know you come back next week, but the investigation will supposedly continue, and I just hope it doesn’t get to you…again, and you break under the pressure of your extracurricular activities…again, because I want you at WrestleBowl!
Crowd pops at the idea of that match
Edge: Just like MVP is on a mission against The Undertaker, I am on a mission too Jeff, and that mission is to take you out!
Crowd boos.
Edge: And if you keep doing those kinds of things to yourself, you will make my job that much easier.
JR: Words have been said and lines have been crossed, but what will happen next week when The Undertaker returns from his attack and Jeff Hardy returns from his one week suspension.
JBL: Seeing how they will have to confront Edge and MVP again, I would say it will happen the same all over again.
Edge and MVP taunt in the middle of the ring and then walk up the ramp into the back.
(Commercial)
JR: Welcome back ladies and gentleman and how about some in ring action to pick up this business here tonight.
JBL: Last week, this two got the one in a lifetime chance to main event BTW Nitro, let’s see if they outdo themselves in their rematch.
“Copa Cabana” plays to cheers from the audience as Colt Cabana makes his way out from the back, having a huge grin on his face and saluting the fans. Cabana enters the ring and waits for his opponent.
“Turn up the Trouble” breaks through the PA system to a lot of boos from the audience as a brash and arrogant Mr. Kennedy makes his way out. He ignores all the fans as he walks down the ramp and enters the ring.
Mr. Kennedy vs Colt Cabana
Mr. Kennedy wastes no time and he storms toward his opponent, and he gets with Colt Cabana in a huge collar elbow tie up, closer to a brawl than chain wrestling. Colt Cabana is the one who gets the upperhand, as he locks in a side headlock. Mr. Kennedy, still with the adrenaline running through his veins, easily finds his way out, as he retrocede to the ring ropes behind of him and bounces Colt Cabana out of the maneuver. Cabana crosses the entire ring and goes to the opposite side of the squared circle. Kennedy waits for his opponent. Cabana bounces back and he surprises Kennedy as he nails him with a shoulder block. Cabana and Kennedy lock eyes, one standing, the other one down on the canvas, and then go back to moving, as Colt dashes to the ring ropes behind of him. He bounces back going toward Kennedy, who remains laid on the canvas and advances toward the running Colt, who is forced to leap over it and continue his dash to the opposite side of the ring. Ken Kennedy gets back to his feet as Cabana bounces from the next set of ring ropes. Kennedy tries to receive his opponent with a hip toss, however Cabana is able to block the attempt, sidesteps and he nails a hip toss of his own. Cabana goes toward his opponent and makes the cover: 1…2…, Kennedy is able to get one shoulder up. Cabana gets back to his feet and he dashes to the ring ropes in front of him. He comes right back and he lands on his opponent connecting a senton bomb right into the chest of his opponent. Cabana rapidly makes the cover: 1…2…, Kennedy kicks out yet again. Cabana looks up to the referee for a fraction of a second, as if looking for an answer, however he quickly refocuses and targets back on Mr. Kennedy. Cabana gets back to his feet and he brings his brash opposition up with him. Kennedy’s arm gets passed over Colt’s own, being set up, and Colt Cabana nails Mr. Kennedy then with a snap suplex. Cabana gets back to his feet and he looks around the arena, lifting one of his arms taunting to the crowd and trying to get the fans to rally behind him into his wining attempt.
Colt Cabana goes toward the corner then and he climbs to the top rope. Mr. Kennedy, trying to incorporate and get back to his feet, has rolled himself closer to the danger, closer to the corner. Cabana comes down from the top rope and he nails a Diving Foot Stomp right into the middle section of his opponent, causing Kennedy to gasp as the air leaves his body. Cabana staggers against the ring ropes and he remains laid against them. Kennedy rolls away from where he thinks Colt Cabana is and he starts to get back to his feet. Cabana starts measuring his opponent, waiting for him to just get back to his feet. Kennedy finally garners himself back together, although he doesn’t get fully vertical, but instead he remains bended. Cabana storms toward him then and nails him with a Bionic Elbow right to the top of the head of his opponent. Colt Cabana walks toward Kennedy and he grabs one of the legs of his opponent and he grabs Kennedy’s legs and he tries, to a big reaction from the crowd, to lock in the Chicago Crab, however Kennedy still has resilience in his body and he kicks his opponent away, hurling away danger. Kennedy gets back to his feet as Colt Cabana makes his way to the ring ropes and bounces back, nailing out of nowhere Mr. Kennedy then with a lariat. Cabana waits a couple of seconds for his opponent to get back to his feet, and when Kennedy does, Cabana floors him again with yet lariat. Colt grins as he hears the crowd reaction and taunts Kennedy waiting for him to reincorporate. Kennedy gets back to his feet and Colt dashes toward him looking for the third lariat, however this time Mr. Kennedy is able to duck the attempt letting Cabana pass in. Colt Cabana turns around after his failed maneuver and immediately Mr. Kennedy goes to apparently connect a roundhouse kick, however it is just a feint as he continues his rotation and spun into an enziguiri, landing it perfectly on the side of the head of his opponent. Ken Kennedy makes the cover: 1…2…, Cabana is able to get one shoulder up keeping the match going. Kennedy remakes the cover: 1….2…, Cabana kicks out yet again.
Kennedy gets over Colt Cabana and he starts to repeatedly punch him right on the face, forcing the referee to step in and try to physically take Kennedy away from Colt, however he fails and he’s limited only to start a count that would end in DQ: 1…2….3…4…, Kennedy smartly stops punching his opponent that way keeping the match going. Kennedy gets back to his feet and he grabs Colt Cabana by the head, guiding Cabana back to a standing position. Kennedy weakens his opponent even further with a big punch to the head of his opponent. Kennedy grabs Colt by the arm and he Irish Whips him to the corner, making the spine of Colt to crash against the turnbuckle. Kennedy storms then toward him and nails him with a big clothesline, which causes Cabana to collapse down from his standing position against the corner and end up sit against the corner. Kennedy’s face out of a sudden illuminates with an arrogant grin in his face. Ken Kennedy slowly walks toward the next corner, taking impulse. He taunts to the crowd and finally explodes, crossing the ring and finally nailing the cornered Colt Cabana with a Face Wash, kicking the taste and teeth out of the mouth of his opponent. Kennedy grabs his opponent by the leg and he drags him toward the middle of the ring, away from the corner. Ken Kennedy then climbs to the top rope and looks down, measuring his flight to land on Colt Cabana. The crowd heavily boos as Mr. Kennedy finally flies through the air attempting to connect his Kenton Bomb and end the match, however, and right on the nick of time, Colt Cabana is able to get out of the way making his opponent crash and burn, making Mr. Kennedy crash and burn failing the maneuver hurting himself as he lands hard spine first into the canvas. Colt Cabana tries to shake off the cobwebs and get back to his senses as he crawls toward the ring ropes. Colt reaches them and he uses them to pull himself back to a standing position. He gets fully back up and looks back, seeing Kennedy down on the canvas.
Colt Cabana goes toward his opponent and he nails him with an elbow drop right into the heart of his opponent. Colt gets back to his feet and he walks toward the corner, now him being the one to climb to the top rope. Colt taunts to the crowd and finally comes down from it nailing Kennedy with a diving leg drop right across the throat of his opponent. Colt makes the cover: 1…2…., Kennedy kicks out. Colt repeats the pinfall this time putting his forearm on the face of Ken: 1…2…, Kennedy again is able to kick out. Colt grabs both legs of Ken Kennedy and he brings them close to Kennedy’s own chin and neck, pinning his opponent now in a very uncomfortable position for Mr. Kennedy: 1…2…, Kennedy somehow kicks out. The momentum of the kick out lets Mr. Kennedy get back to his feet. Colt Cabana does exactly that. Kennedy goes toward his opponent looking to attack him, however Cabana receives him with an inside cradle: 1…2…, Kennedy kicks out yet again keeping the match going. Colt Cabana finally gives up on his multiple pinfall attempts and he goes to continue the match, grabbing Mr. Kennedy by the hair and guides him back to his feet. Cabana sets Mr. Kennedy up after kicking him in the middle section and he then goes for a Powerbomb. He lifts Kennedy up however before being thrown down Kennedy is able to escape from the maneuver sliding down of the hold and ending over his two feet behind of Cabana, which allows Mr. Kennedy to grab Colt Cabana and nail him with a falling neckbreaker. Kennedy makes the cover: 1…2…, Cabana kicks out. The kick out enrages Mr. Kennedy, who immediately gets back to his feet and he gets right on the face of the referee, arguing with the official about the fact that, according to him, he should already have won the match. Kennedy shoves the referee away and goes to continue the match. He walks toward Cabana and kicks Colt right on the face, keeping him from recover and get back to his feet. Mr. Kennedy then walks toward the corner and he climbs to the top rope.
Kennedy is about to fly from the top when out of a sudden Colt Cabana snaps back to his feet, and he walks toward the corner and rushes to the top rope, where he stops Mr. Kennedy from attacking him by nailing him with a series of straight right hands. Cabana now connects him with body shots, directly to the ribs. Cabana grabs Kennedy and goes to connect Kennedy with a suplex out from the top rope, however Kennedy starts fighting back driving his fist to the face of his opponent. Cabana pulls Kennedy trying to hit the move, however yet again Mr. Kennedy is able to avoid it with more straight right hands. Mr. Kennedy is finally able to get Cabana away from him and he pushes his opponent away, down from the top rope and to the canvas. Kennedy looks down to him and he comes flying down, looking to connect the Kenton Bomb, however right on the nick of time Colt Cabana is able to roll out of the way making his opponent crash and burn failing. Colt Cabana slowly crawls toward his opponent puts one arm across his chest: 1…2…3.
Result: Colt Cabana defeats Mr. Kennedy
JBL: What!
JR: There you go Bradshaw, Colt just showed all of us right there he can go the distance.
JBL: I can’t believe he just defeated Mr. Kennedy!
JR: Last week, Mr. Kennedy defeated Colt Cabana with the Kenton Bomb, but this week, Cabana had Kennedy well scouted and was able to avoid that maneuver.
Colt gets his hand raised in ring by the referee as he’s announced the winner of the match.
Camera cuts backstage and to a big amount of boos from the audience we see Crushing C in his office sitting behind his desk.
Crushing C: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am you General Manager, Crushing C.
Crowd heavily boos.
Crushing C: Tonight, I am here to address two very important subjects floating around the BTW Universe. First up, Mr. Jeffrey Hardy was in fact suspended for this week due to the incident that happened last week live on BTW Nitro. However, he has yet to be proven guilty of the charge of possession of illegal substances and therefore we did not take action against Jeff Hardy for that, we took action against Jeff Hardy because one way or the other, he brought BTW into the eye of a storm we don’t want to be involved with.
Crushing C takes a deep breath.
Crushing C: Jeff Hardy will in active competition as his case is investigated. In fact, Jeff Hardy will be live next week, teaming up with The Undertaker, to take on the team of MVP and Edge.
Crowd cheers at the announcement.
Crushing C: Moving on into our second subject, even though he was scheduled to be here tonight, due to, uhmm, medical complications, Rikishi had to stay one more week on the hospital.
Crowd heavily boos at Crushing C.
Crushing C: However, I can confirm now that next week, live in BTW Nitro, Rikishi will be in attendance.
Crowd cheers at the announcement.
Crushing C: And what better way than to receive him with an announcement as the following. At WrestleBowl, going one on one, in one corner, we will see Rikishi.
Crowd pops.
Crushing C: And on the other corner, it will be no other than yours truly, Crushing C.
Crowd boos at his mention.
Crushing C: Rikishi vs Crushing C at WrestleBowl! Thank you, that would be all. See you next week.
Camera zooms on the smiling face of our General Manager.
(Commercial)
JR: Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen. Earlier on tonight we saw the third man qualify to Monster’s Ball at WrestleBowl, with that person being no other than AJ Styles.
JBL: Oh but what we have next is just off the chart JR. The two other men facing in that match, will go one on one against each other.
JR: So much history between this two, and we have them live right here in BTW.
“One of a Kind” plays as Rob Van Dam, carrying his belt comes out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He looks confident and plays to them, he then enters the ring.
“Arabian Beat” plays as Sabu makes his way down the ramp. He makes his classic taunt to the crowd and then slides into the ring. Referee rings the bell.
RVD vs Sabu
RVD and Sabu stare at each other before they start circling and jogging around the ring. They go to advance toward each other and enter in an elbow tie up, however they soon drop it as nobody gets the upperhand. They go back to their regular positions and continue jogging around the ring and canvas. They go to advance toward each other and once again enter in a test of strength, however before they enter in the brawl, Rob Van Dam stops and he then points to the crowd taunting his opponent. He then starts pointing at himself playing to the crowd. Some part of the audience chant along with him: Rob…Van…Dam!, while the other part of the crowd respond with a “Sabu” chant, Sabu grins a little and he then is the next to taunt, kneeling and raising his arm up in the air. The crowd cheers for him. They jog a little again and they finally enter in a test of strength. Rob Van Dam gets the upperhand and he locks Sabu in a side headlock. He applies pressure to the hold trying to drain Sabu out, however the returning superstar manages to get out of the hold as he pushes Rob Van Dam away and toward the ropes. Van Dam bounces back and Sabu goes for a dropkick to the knee, however Van Dam manages to jump above his opponent avoiding the kick. RVD then turns around only to get connected by a clothesline by Sabu, getting a pop from the crowd. RVD gets back to his feet and Sabu goes toward the ropes, he then uses the second rope to springboard and nail his opponent with a Springboard Clothesline. Both wrestlers then get back to their feet, and Sabu once again goes toward the ring ropes, planting his opponent with a Springboard Calf Kick. Sabu makes the cover: 1…, Rob Van Dam manages to get one shoulder up. Sabu goes quickly back to work and he gets his opponent back to his feet. He then tries to throw him toward the corner, but instead Van Dam counters and he throws Sabu toward the corner.
RVD taunts to the crowd and he then storms toward his opponent, rolling on the canvas and then plants Sabu with his Monkey Flip, sending Sabu away on the canvas. Van Dam then goes and climbs to the top rope and taunts to the audience. Sabu gets back to his feet and turns around, walking right into a Flying Kick to the head of his opponent. RVD taunts to the audience, then pointing to himself as the crowd chants his name, while another portion heavily boos. RVD then dashes to the ring ropes behind him, then comes off bouncing back and goes to plant him with Rolling Thunder, however Sabu manages to roll out of the way making his opponent fail. Sabu then gets back to his feet favoring his gut and middle section a little. Van Dam starts getting back to their feet and up to his knees bend over. Sabu then storms toward him and nails him with a dropkick right to the head of his opponent. Sabu makes the cover: 1…2…, RVD kicks out. Sabu gets back to a standing position and grabbing Van Dam by the head, gets him up as well, he throws and nails a punch. Then grabs his opponent by the arm and Irish Whips him toward the ropes, but with such strength that sends him over the top rope and Rob Van Dam ending on the outside of the ring. Sabu waits for RVD to start getting back to their feet. RVD incorporates, and Sabu immediately runs toward the ring ropes behind him, and when he bounces back he jumps over the top rope landing Van Dam on the outside with a Summersault Cannonball. Both opponents remain knocked out on the outside of the ring thanks to the extreme maneuver Sabu just made. Finally, they begin getting back to their feet. Sabu is the first one to get back to his feet and he then brings Van Dam up as well. He sets Rob up and he then nails him with a suplex right on the outside of the ring.
Sabu gets back to his feet and he climbs to the apron. He waits for RVD to begin incorporating. RVD gets completely back to their feet but remains groggy, and Sabu immediately reacts landing his opponent with a Moonsault, landing completely Rob Van Dam with the maneuver. The referee after seeing all the mayhem starts the count-out: 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…, Sabu and Van Dam begin getting back to their feet, laying against each other, 8…9…, Sabu and Rob Van Dam finally react completely and like in an impulse, jump to the inside of the ring. Sabu and Rob Van Dam now on the outside of the ring begin landing straight right hands. They exchange continues and then they pass onto a brawl in a test of strength. Sabu manages to get a quick upperhand and out of nowhere lands his opponent with a DDT, making Van Dam spin over his head. Sabu does his Magician of Arabia taunt and then gets out of the ring and off to the apron. Van Dam starts getting back to their feet and he remains bent over. Sabu then springboards and tries to connect RVD right on the back of the neck with a Springboard Leg Drop, however Van Dam manages to walk away making Sabu crash and burn down to the canvas. RVD then goes toward the ring ropes and bounces back, nailing in his second attempt Rolling Thunder on Sabu. RVD makes the cover: 1…2…, Sabu manages to kick out. Van Dam remakes the cover: 1…2…, Sabu gets one shoulder up getting a pop out of the crowd. RVD gets back to his feet and begins putting the boots on his opponent, stomping Sabu all over his body, in exposed limbs and everywhere. Rob Van Dam then grabs his opponent by the leg and drags him close to the corner, where then RVD climbs to the top rope.
RVD then comes down looking to nail him with a Split-Legged Moonsault, however Sabu manages to get out of the making his opponent fail. Sabu gets back to his feet and after a while so does Van Dam. Sabu then springboards to the ring ropes and comes off nailing his opponent with a Springboard Crossbody, however on the canvas, RVD manages to roll through instead making the cover, but Sabu also manages to roll through and as it was originally meant to happen he makes the cover: 1…2…, Rob Van Dam manages to kick out. Sabu gets his opponent back to his feet and after running making a circle, he makes a direct run toward his opponent nailing him with a clothesline. He then goes toward the ropes and springboards, then coming back and planting his opponent with a Springboard Leg Drop. Sabu gets back to his feet and a little away from Rob Van Dam, then makes his Magician of Arabia taunt. He goes back toward Van Dam and locks him in a Camel Clutch. The crowd roars waiting for his opponent to tap out. Van Dam starts his grueling way toward the ropes and toward salvation, however when he is about to grab the bottom rope and stop the pain, Sabu pulls him back to the middle of the ring and back to purgatory. Sabu screams in pain applying even more and more pressure to the Camel Clutch, punishing the lower back of RVD. Van Dam decides to give up and he taps out.
Result: Sabu defeats RVD
JR: My God what a match.
JBL: And that right there just made Sabu the favorite going into Monster’s Ball.
We go backstage and we are in Bob Sapp’s locker room, where we see him working out as Paul Heyman watches him.
Heyman: At Turning Point, a travesty occurred. That man right there (Heyman points at Bob Sapp), was pinned for the very first time here in BTW, when he lost to BTW World Champion Triple. The very last night, he was eliminated in his attempt to become the new Number One Contender going into WrestleBowl.
We hear Bob Sapp growling as he continues now doing push ups.
Heyman: Last week however, Sapp showed his true colors, as he completely took apart and dominated his opponent. Isn’t that right Bob?
Sapp: YEAH!
Heyman: And that’s exactly what all of you, and Brock Lesnar, can expect from their match right here tonight.
Crowd interrupts Heyman booing on the back.
Heyman: Brock Lesnar, challenging Triple H for the World Championship at WrestleBowl? Only if he survives tonight.
Scene fades to commercial as we see Bob Sapp still doing push ups trying to warm up.
(Commercial)
JR: Welcome back and it’s time for our main event action of the evening, Bob Sapp battling Number One Contender Brock Lesnar.
JBL: Brock Lesnar smells like smoke ‘cause he’s been through fire, and a damn fire is what we can expect in that match tonight.
“Here Comes the Pain” plays to a massive ovation from the crowd as Brock Lesnar makes his way out. He plays to the crowd on his way to the ring. He enters and jogs waiting for his opponent.
“Get Back” plays to a lot of boos as Bob Sapp makes his way out, being accompanied by Paul Heyman. He looks impressive on his way out, and he then enters the ring. The referee rings the bell.
Brock Lesnar vs Bob Sapp
Bob Sapp and Brock Lesnar stare at each other from different sides of the ring. They start moving circling, until they finally explode advancing toward each other and entire in a test of strength. They brawl for a while around the ring, however nobody gets the upperhand and they let the other go. They continue staring and walking around the ring, until both competitors once again advance toward each other and lock again in a test of strength. They brawl around the ring and they both go brawling toward the corner, where they then brawl on the ropes, but again none of them get the upperhand they release the brawl. They are about to go at it again but they then suddenly stop, and hear the crowd going crazy and roaring. They advance toward each other and start a punch fest. Sapp nails one, but it gets quickly answered by another straight right hand delivered by Brock Lesnar, Sapp answers back and then Brock Lesnar answers back. They continue trading blows, and now the crowd gets very into the exchange, largely booing when Bob Sapp nails a punch, and they cheer immensely when Brock Lesnar lands a straight right hand. They continue until Brock Lesnar manages to get the upperhand. He grabs him by the arm and throws him toward the ring ropes. Bop Sapp bounces back from the ring ropes and Lesnar locks him in and goes for a Belly-to-Belly Suplx, however Sapp manages to block and then sidesteps nailing Brock Lesnar with a Belly-to-Belly of his own. He gets back up and taunts to the audience, getting a lot of boos from them. He smiles and then gets Lesnar back to his feet. He weakens him further nailing him with a straight right hand to the head of Lesnar. He grabs him by the arm and then Irish Whips him toward the set of ropes on the opposite side of the ring, Lesnar is about to bounce back, but from the outside Paul Heyman secures him grabbing him by the foot. Bob Sapp then storms toward him and nails him with a clothesline sending him over the top rope and to the outside.
Sapp then is taking aside by the referee to be verbally ground for his excessive physicality, and when he does so, on the outside of the ring, Paul Heyman takes advantage and he molls Brock Lesnar nailing him with clubs right to the back and chest. The referee stops talking to Bob Sapp and turns around, and Paul Heyman immediately gets away from the floored Lesnar. Sapp goes to the outside of the ring and he gets Brock back to his feet. He then Irish Whips him toward the closest set of ropes, to which Lesnar crashes against knees first. Sapp smiles and raises his hands taunting to the crowd. He then grabs him getting Lesnar again back to his feet and throws him back to the inside of the ring. Bob goes close to his manager and Heyman gives him some advices, then Sapp rolls back to the interior of the ring, where Bob Sapp then makes the cover: 1…2…, Lesnar kicks out. Sapp gets on his knees and starts viciously driving his punch time after time to the head of Brock, weakening him. He makes another cover: 1…2…, Brock kicks out again. Sapp yells in frustration and then gets back to his feet, and grabbing his opponent the behemoth brings him up as well, then Bob Sapp manages to lock Brock Lesnar in a Bearhug. Paul Heyman smiles in delight as Sapp squashes Lesnar, draining every opportunity for Brock Lesnar. The crowd starts getting behind Brock, starting a chant on his name and cheering him. Lesnar seems to be motivated by the fans as he starts almost immediately to shake his hands getting back to his senses. He then starts moving more while on the hold and with a flurry of straight right hands to the head of his opponent, forcing Bob Sapp to let him go. Brock gets standing back to the canvas and he immediately goes to the set of ropes in front him then bouncing back toward his opponent.
Lesnar bounces toward Sapp and tries to shoulder block him, however he crashes against a brick wall as Bob Sapp doesn’t even move. Brock seems shocked, but quickly gets planted by Bob Sapp that nails him with a clothesline. Sapp dashes to the ring ropes behind him and comes back nailing Brock Lesnar below with a splash. He makes the cover: 1…2…, Lesnar gets one shoulder up. Sapp seems shocked and he returns to his feet. He looks back to Paul Heyman that gives him a gesture indicating to follow up. Manwhile, we see BTW World Heavyweight Champion Triple H makes his way out from the back. He remains standing, looking at the action from the stage.
JR: Now what a minute, what in the world is Triple H doing here?
JBL: He’s here to get a closer look at the failure that Brock Lesnar is accomplishing here tonight.
Bob Sapp gets Brock Lesnar again up to a vertical position, then goes to Slam him, however when going for it Brock counters sliding down and out of the grab of his opponent, and when Sapp turns around, getting a big pop from the audience, Brock Lesnar slams him. Lesnar explodes back to his feet and he taunts to the crowd. He turns around and gives a look to Triple H on the stage. He then puts the boots on the floored behemoth. He stops and points at Paul Heyman on the outside, nailing Sapp then with a big elbow drop right to the chest of Bob Sapp. Brock then gets Sapp back to his feet and starts badmouthing him. He proceeds his offense then locking him in a viciously applied side headlock. Lesnar applies all the strength he can to the headlock looking to drain any momentum Sapp could have, however and out of nowhere The Beast lifts Brock Lesnar up in the air and lets him feel nailing him with an Atomic Drop. He doesn’t let Lesnar go and in the same position gets him back up to his feet, then over his shoulder and plants him with an Electric Chair. Triple H laughs on the stage taunting Lesnar. Sapp makes a confident cover: 1…2…, they are close to the ropes and Brock Lesnar manages to put one boot over the top rope. Heyman runs toward where they are and removes the boot off the rope, then remains there to stop any further attempt of repeating that. Sapp makes the cover again: 1…2…, Brock kicks out.
Sapp stares at the knocked out Sapp and screams in pain. He then begins hitting a series of clubs to the chest and humanity of Brock Lesnar. He then gets Brock Lesnar back up in a Reverse Japanese Headlock. He tries to crush the larynx of Brock Lesnar, but when it seemed that Brock was going to collapse down, Brock reacts and he nails Bob Sapp with a suplex variation. Both competitors get quickly back to their feet, Sapp storms right toward Lesnar, however Brock manages to react first as he locks and secures Sapp, then nailing him with a Belly-to-Belly suplex. Lesnar taunts to the audience and he then walks toward the corner, where he climbs to the top rope. Sapp starts getting back to his feet then and the referee is pending to his condition. This distraction of the official is taken advantage off by Paul Heyman, that tries to attack the climbed Lesnar, however Brock manages to react first as he nails him with a club to the head knocking him down off the apron Heyman had just climbed on. Lesnar gets his attention back to his senses and then jumps out of the top rope, however he gets attacked in mid-air getting planted by a kick to the gut by Bob, Brock remains standing on his feet after the kick. He then locks him in and nails him with an awe inspiring Northern Lights Suplex. Sapp goes toward his opponent and makes the cover: 1…2…, Brock Lesnar manages to kick out. Sapp this time manages to maintain his ease and go back to work. He returns grabbing Lesnar by the head and gets him back to a standing position. Sapp then gets Brock Lesnar up for a suplex and goes for it, however when applying it in mid-air Brock manages to reverse, sliding down of the grasp of his opponent and ending on his two feet on the canvas. Bob Sapp then turns around only to get planted by a Big Spinebuster. Brock Lesnar starts taunting to the crowd feeling the momentum going on his favor.
Brock Lesnar starts taunting Bob, waiting for him to get back to his feet. He turns around for a minute and also taunts Triple H on the stage, inviting him to come down the ramp, however the champion doesn’t. Sapp finally gets back to his feet and walks right into Brock Lesnar, that immediately lifts him and gets him right over his shoulders, looking to the F-5, however before he is able to nail it, Bob Sapp manages to fight out of the hold driving his elbow to the jaw and head of his opponent. Sapp then returns to his feet on the canvas. Lesnar turns around and Bob Sapp weakens him with a punch to the head, and then nails him with an awe inspiring in such a big men Dropkick, that nails Brock Lesnar right on the chest. Paul Heyman on the outside of the ring starts yelling at Bob Sapp, indicating him to end the match. Bob Sapp agrees and he goes to grab Brock Lensar and lift him up, however Brock Lesnar manages to react first as he somehow rolls his opponent up: 1…2…, Bob Sapp kicks out. Both competitors take their time, as they remain knocked out on the canvas. Finally, both behemoths Brock Lesnar and Bob Sapp start recovering and getting back to their feet. They do so and the first to attack is Lesnar, that imprinting more intensity on the match throws Sapp to the corner and starts nailing him with powerful tackles to the middle section, however, and after a flurry of this maneuver, Bob Sapp counters and he gets out of the way, then throwing himself Brock Lesnar to the corner, and then The Beast Bob Sapp is the one tackling Brock Lesnar, driving his shoulder repeatedly to the middle section of his opponent. Brock staggers back from the corner as Bob separates from him. Bob gets him up and nails his opponent with Snake Eyes. Bob then throws himself to the ring ropes behind him, and bounces back trying to attack Brock, however Brock frog leaps over him, and when Bob Sapp turns around Brock nails him with a big clothesline that knocks The Beast down.
Brock Lesnar once again starts taunting, but before he can do anything Sapp from the canvas takes him down leg sweeping him and throws him toward the referee, and Brock Lesnar crashes with the official knocking him down. Sapp gets back to his feet again and goes for a clothesline on Lesnar, however Lesnar ducks and then gets his opponent over his shoulders. On the outside, Paul Heyman rushes and gets a steel chair. Brock Lesnar loses more time taunting to the crowd showcasing his strength as being able to lift and carry the weight of Bob Sapp, however and from behind Paul Heyman enters the ring and nails him with a steel chair to the back. Brock doesn’t feel a thing, lets Bob down and turns around to confront Heyman. He grabs Heyman by the throat and then gets him over his shoulders, then plants him with a very cheered F-5. Brock Lesnar turns around and Bob Sapp tries to attack Brock as he storms toward him, however Brock Lesnar reacts first receiving him with a toe kick right to the middle section. Lesnar sets his opponent over his shoulders and nails him with an F-5. Brock makes the cover: 1…2…3.
Result: Brock Lesnar defeats Bob Sapp
JR: He did it! Finally Brock Lesnar has defeated Bob Sapp! After all this time, finally Lesnar has done it!
JBL: And even if it hurts me to say it, Brock just showed right there why he’s challenging Triple H at the Grandest Stage there is.
Brock Lesnar taunts in the middle ring, staring at Triple H on the stage. Triple H doesn’t go unaffected and he answers back with a taunt of his own, lifting the BTW World Heavyweight Championship up high.
JR: And one has to wonder if Brock Lesnar is right, he said tonight Bob Sapp, at WrestleBowl Triple H, and that might just be the case.
JBL: Well, Triple H doesn’t seem worried, why should you be?
(Commercial)
We return and we go backstage where we see Goldberg and Randy Couture sitting in a cafeteria, having some beers.
Couture: I am telling you, it’s great being here on the road with you guys.
Goldberg: Anytime man, anytime. Besides, when you get to sit down at work and have a cold one with your buddy…
Both men laugh.
Goldberg: Have you been training for our tag match at WrestleBowl?
Couture: You know I have man. Trust me, I won’t put you into shame out there.
Goldberg: I hope not.
Out of a sudden we see Big Show and Tito Ortiz approach their table and sit right next to them.
Ortiz: Is this sit taken?
Goldberg: So Tito, do you want to skip line and go right to the top of the list, and, BE NEXT!
Big Show: Hey, watch it.
Couture: What the hell do you want?
Show: Tito right here has a message he wants to give to Randy Couture, and I am just here making sure it gets properly delivered, and not interrupted by anybody.
Show gets on the face of Goldberg.
Show: Anybody.
Couture: Speak, Ortiz.
Ortiz: You see, we both know I am better than you in MMA, and I am showing at WrestleBowl that I am also better than you in wrestling, but, if you don’t mind, I have a special challenge I want you to take part in, against me, right here next week.
Goldberg: Or how about I just kick your ass right here, now!
Show: I believe he’s talking to Randy, not you, or I will make sure my fist knocks you even dumber.
Ortiz: So, what do you say Randy?
Couture: You’re on!
Ortiz: Fair enough, I’m looking forward for it already, chump.
Show: See you two next week.
Big Show and Tito Ortiz get up and they walk away from the table, leaving Randy Couture and Goldberg again alone in the cafeteria.
(Commercial)
“Voices” plays to a big amount of boos from the audience as Randy Orton steps out from the back and starts walking down the ramp into the ring.
JR: Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen and what a way to close this show other than with this man, Randy Orton.
JBL: And he’s not only here, but he’s here with a mission. He was told last week a Riksihi family member was coming, and bam, like the top superstar in BTW, he’s here to get some answers.
Orton reaches the ring and stands in the middle of it with a microphone in hand.
Orton: Last week, last week after I did what I do best and that’s it take out competition, I was informed that a member of Rikishi’s family would be coming in tonight and…confronting me for my actions at Turning Point.
Crowd boos.
Orton: And while I was sitting in the back, I started to think and reached to the conclusion that whoever that person could be, he is nobody to keep me waiting, so for you, I have message…
Crowd interrupts with a “You Suck” chant.
Orton: I hope that you’re smarter than Rikishi and that you don’t need to get a kick to the head and a concussion to understand that you don’t mess, and that you don’t try to stop the Age of Orton.
Crowd boos again.
Orton: So whoever you are, stop making us waste our time, and come out already to face your destiny.
JBL: Who is it? Who is it?
JR: We’re finding out right now.
Orton: Come on, we d…
“If You Smell” plays to a big, massive ovation from the crowd. Orton remains quiet and stares at the stage waiting for the man to come out.
JBL: No way, there’s no way.
Finally, and increasing the pop from the crowd, no other than The Rock comes out from the back into the stage, with a microphone in hand and ready to address the fans.
Rock: Finally, the Rock has come back to BTW!
Crowd erupts.
Rock: And no no, it’s not to be referee like last time, and it’s not to pass the barbecue to JR and JBL, no, this time Randy, this time is for family.
Crowd pops again as Orton paces on the ring.
Rock: The Rock will never, and The Rock says…
The crowd says “never” along with him,
Rock: ever forget, and what you did to Rikishi, I promise you, will not get unharmed. However Randy, don’t feel bad, because it will neither go unrewarded. No because in fact Randy, you won yourself an all included, one way ticket to The Smackdown Hotel! And…
Orton: Wait a minute, wait a minute, God how didn’t I saw this coming? Who in the hell do you think you are coming out here, throwing some of your catchphrases and stealing my spotlight?
Rock: Ok, ok, fair enough, I understand. I guess it’s been a little longer than I thought. In that case, let me remind you, I am the jabroni beating, aaaawww pie eating, trailblazing, eye brow raising, legend killer you may be, but the Great One is kicking your ass guara-damn-tee!
Crowd pops.
Rock: Because Randy, maybe you forgot about this when daddy told you how ashamed he was of your sexual preferences…
Crowd cheers.
Rock: But there’s nothing, and The Rock means nothing, more important than family, and at WrestleBowl, yeah, The Rock said WrestleBowl, I will layeth the smackdown on your candy ass!
Crowd pops.
Rock: And when it’s all said and done, when the smoke has cleared and your legend killing ass is laying on the floor, The Rock just hopes you have understood the lesson and you have gotten that sense you run your mouth about so much, and you understand why The Rock took his boot, shined it up real nicely and…
Orton: Coul…
Rock: Don’t ever, ever interrupt The Rock while he’s speaking!
Crowd cheers.
Rock: Damn it, I promised myself I wasn’t going to get myself all worked up.
Crowd laughs and cheers.
Rock: Anyways Randy, you see me right here throwing jokes about what I am going to do to you at WrestleBowl, but there’s one thing certain and one thing that is definitively not a joke, and that is the ass whooping I will give you, and no, The Rock will not do it because it’s fun.
Crowd pops.
Rock: The Rock will not do it for The Rock.
Crowd pops again.
Rock: The Rock will do it, The Rock will do it for Rikishi!
Crowd erupts.
Rock: If you smeeeeeeeeellllll, what the Rock is cooking!
JR: Oh my God! I can’t believe it! The Rock, The Rock right here in BTW!
JBL: Well you better believe it, because not only is he here, but he will face Randy Orton at WrestleBowl.
Scene fades to an end with The Rock staring at the inside of the ring to Randy Orton.
BTW World Heavyweight Championship Match
Triple H(c) vs Brock Lesnar
Goldberg and Randy Couture vs Big Show and Tito Ortiz
The Undertaker vs MVP
Randy Orton vs The Rock
CM Punk vs Samoa Joe
BTW Continental Title Match
Christian Cage(c) vs Chris Jericho
Monster's Ball
Sabu vs Rob Van Dam vs AJ Styles vs ???
Rikishi vs Crushing C
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