May as well get mine in early: here's my effort. I prewarn you of some subtle critical comment and humour in some of the 'stage directions' so to speak:
Monday Night Raw, in South Carolina, April 2009.
*“NO CHANCE, SO THAT’s WHAT YOU GOTâ€*
*Vince begins to stride out in his typical power walk*
JR: And here comes the soon to be former Chairman of the WWE, the devil himself Vince McMahon.
King: What? You can’t talk about Mr McMahon like that – he made this business, in fact he made you JR!
JR: Well, I’d beg to differ...
*Vince steps into the ring*
JR: But let’s see what Mr McMahon has to say for himse...
King: (Interrupting) Shut up JR, this is an emotional moment, let the man talk...
*Crowd boos, but Vince seems to just ignore them*
Vince: (Choked up) Thank you, thank you. I love you all too...
*Crowd boos again*
Vince: Thank you all for being here tonight, to witness my retirement. You know when, I look back to all those years ago, when I took over this company from my great father, Vince McMahon Senior, I never thought that it would turn out as it did. I never thought that I’d oversee Hulkamania, the Austin era, the Rock’s rise to stardom, Wrestlemania – all the great things in this business’ history
*Small chants of ‘Rocky, Rocky’ break out, but peter down as the fans realise Dwayne Johnson isn’t ever going to show his face on Raw again*
Vince: I never thought that I’d be standing here before you today, having been successful. And I’ve got all of you to thank for standing by this business, I have all my staff and my family to thank for helping me along the way. Thank you. I truly am gratef... *breaks down as he begins to cry*
*A familiar guitar chord strikes*
*IT’S TIME TO PLAY THE GAME...*
*The camera cuts to Vince who does not look pleased, to say the least*
King: What the hell?
JR: Looks like Vince has got an unexpected visitor
King: An unwanted one too...
*The camera cuts back to the stage, as Triple H comes out, WWE title on his arm (after winning it the previous night at Wrestlemania), microphone in hand, as the crowd erupts. Triple H stays at the top of the ramp and begins to speak*
Triple H: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Whoa. Just let me interrupt you there Vince...
*Crowd: “Triple H! Triple H! Triple H!â€*
Triple H: See Vince, all that stuff you were mentioning earlier: Hulk Hogan, Stone Cold, The Rock, Randy Orton. That’s all well and good, but you forgot one man. I mean, I don’t know how you forgot him cause he’s one of the most good looking guys I’ve ever seen... and I don’t mean the camp makeup artist you’re having a secret fling with behind Linda’s back, I mean, I mean me!â€
*Crowd laughs, as the camera shows a close up of Vince mouthing “I hate youâ€*
Triple H: Holy crap, Vince, how could you forget me? I mean you’ve been my father in law, you’ve been my ally, you’ve been my sworn enemy. Heck, you’ve even been my source for as many cock jokes as I could ever hope to have... I mean, damn Vince, we go back a long way. So I thought it would be wrong of me, if I did not come out to thank you myself.
*Crowd sound confused at this*
Triple H: Yeah, that’s right, Vince, I want to thank you. I mean we’ve never really saw eye-to-eye that much, but it would be wrong, very wrong if I didn’t thank you for all you’ve done for me.
*Camera cuts to Vince who begins to smile*
Triple H: Actually, on second thoughts, forget that crap, why the hell would I want to thank you?!
*Crowd cheers loudly*
King: I can’t believe the audacity of this man
JR: I don’t think Vince can believe it either...
*Vince is shown going bright red with anger, mouthing insults up the ramp to Triple H*
Triple H: Yeah, cause I’d really like to thank you for screwing me countless times over the years, using me for your own gain, and worst of all introducing me to that daughter of yours. Man that was the biggest mistake I ever made...
*Crowd laughs, as the camera shows Triple H grinning*
Triple H: But in all seriousness, Vince, are you kidding me? Do you really expect me to believe all this crap, do you expect the crowd to believe it? You thanking everyone – man that’s the biggest load of BS I’ve ever heard.
*Crowd cheers*
Vince: (Interrupting in typical croaky, angry voice): That’s it, I’ve heard enough. Security, Security! Escort this son of a bitch out of my building. You ungrateful son of a bitch...
*Security rush out in numbers and begin to try and convince Triple H to leave, as the crowd boos*
Vince: Get him out! Get him out, now!
*Triple H puts his hands up in submission to the security, and begins to walk off with them, before turning quickly around and delivering the DX crotch chop at Vince, as the crowd cheer again*
*Crowd begins to chant “Suck It!, Suck It!†to Vince, as Triple H and the security go backstage
Vince: Dammit, screw this. I hate Triple H and I hate all of you. *Begins to point around the audience* You know every single one of you are here because of me, Vincent Kennedy McMahon. You ungrateful slobs! SHUT UP!!!
*Crowd begins to chant, “Na na na na, na na na na, hey, hey, hey, goodbye!â€*
*Vince begins to speak again, when a “WHOOO!†shoots out of the arena’s speakers*
King: Aah!!!
JR: My God, it couldn’t be. It can’t be!
*Ric Flair walks out, as the crowd go wild*
JR: It is! My God it’s Ric Flair, it’s the Nature Boy Ric Flair!!!
*Ric Flair walks down to the ring, climbs in and grabs a microphone. His music stops, but the crowd continue to chant “Whoo!†and “Flair, Flair, Flair!â€*
JR: My God, The Nature Boy returns in the heart of Flair Country!
King: What is he doing here?
Vince: (To the crowd) Shut up! (To Flair) What the hell are you doing here?!
Flair: Whoo! *Crowd cheer again* What am I doing here? What am I doing here? Well how could I miss your retirement speech Vince?! I mean what do you take me for? C’mon Vince, you were the guy who put that ultimatum on me. It’s because of you that I’m retired, that I’m not out here entertaining this great crowd, all.... night..... long! Whoo!
*Takes off jacket, throws it on the floor, hits the rope and elbow drops the coat*
Flair: Whoo! You know what, Vince? You know what? It's because of you that I’m not still here. I never thanked you for that did I Vince? Huh? Huh?
Vince: Shut the hell up! You know that your time was up Ric, your time was up. It’s just like Shawn Michaels said at the time, it was time to put old yeller down! You wanna come out here and disrespect me, huh? Well, how about this. I made you too Ric. For most of your career you worked for that hell hole WCW, but when you quit, you came on your knees to me in 1991, begging for a job. And I gave you that job, Ric. Same goes when I bought WCW, you came begging, and out the kindness of my heart I gave you one last chance to style and profile. But you didn’t know when to quit, so I sorted that out too. It was for your own good, Ric.
*Crowd chant: Shut the F**k up! Shut the f***k up!*
JR: I think Vince is getting delusional in his old age. Made Ric Flair? You’ve got to be joking...
Ric: (Looks down, thinking before looking up at Vince) You know what, you’re right, Vince, you’re right.
*Crowd boos*
Vince: Yeah, you’re damn right, I’m right. And you know how you can show your gratitude to me? Huh? Ric, you’ve been a member of many clubs haven’t you, Ric?– the 4 horsemen, Evolution, even the mile high club, and not to mention that old persons’ club you joined when you retired Ric! But now you WILL join the most prestigious club of them all, the Vince McMahon Kiss my Ass Club! What better way to end my career? The greatest wrestler to lace up boots kissing the ass of the greatest promoter in the history of wrestling?
*Drops microphone and takes down trousers, bending over. Ric seems hesitant, so Vince picks up the microphone*
Vince: Do it Ric, do it, or you’ll be sorry! Don’t listen to these people. Do it, do it now! I made you retire, but I’ll send you to the hospital if you don’t end my career the right way. Dammit, do it now!
*Flair bends down to his knees in front of Vince’s bare ass*
*Crowd chants: Please don’t do it! Please don’t do it!*
*Flair stands up again, before dropping to his knees again and giving Vince a low blow*
*The crowd erupts, as Vince rolls around in pain on the mat with Ric standing above him.*
*Ric locks in the figure four, as Vince scream in pain, writhing in agony*
JR: Flair has the Figure Four locked in, the Figure Four on Vince, King!
King: Security! Security! What the hell is this. Someone get this crazy old man off of Mr McMahon! Security!
JR: I think all the security team is dealing with Triple H, King. Mr McMahon is helpless!
*Ric lets go, gets up and picks up the microphone*
Ric: Right my ass! Whoo!
*Drops microphone*
*Ric picks his coat up and leaves the ring, walking up the ramp and saluting the crowd*
JR: Oh my God, I don’t think that’s how Mr McMahon envisaged his retirement ceremony going, King!
King: I can’t believe this! How ungrateful
JR: Oh shut up, King, sucking up never got you anyway, just sit back and enjoy this. Vince McMahon made Ric Flair retire on his terms, now The Nature Boy has returned the favour!!! Goodnight everybody!
King: This is wrong, all wrong. It should've have ended like this!
*The camera shows Ric ‘whoo!’ on the ramp, before cutting back to the ring, showing Vince lying prone on the canvas, as the show ends, fading to black*
Monday Night Raw, in South Carolina, April 2009.
*“NO CHANCE, SO THAT’s WHAT YOU GOTâ€*
*Vince begins to stride out in his typical power walk*
JR: And here comes the soon to be former Chairman of the WWE, the devil himself Vince McMahon.
King: What? You can’t talk about Mr McMahon like that – he made this business, in fact he made you JR!
JR: Well, I’d beg to differ...
*Vince steps into the ring*
JR: But let’s see what Mr McMahon has to say for himse...
King: (Interrupting) Shut up JR, this is an emotional moment, let the man talk...
*Crowd boos, but Vince seems to just ignore them*
Vince: (Choked up) Thank you, thank you. I love you all too...
*Crowd boos again*
Vince: Thank you all for being here tonight, to witness my retirement. You know when, I look back to all those years ago, when I took over this company from my great father, Vince McMahon Senior, I never thought that it would turn out as it did. I never thought that I’d oversee Hulkamania, the Austin era, the Rock’s rise to stardom, Wrestlemania – all the great things in this business’ history
*Small chants of ‘Rocky, Rocky’ break out, but peter down as the fans realise Dwayne Johnson isn’t ever going to show his face on Raw again*
Vince: I never thought that I’d be standing here before you today, having been successful. And I’ve got all of you to thank for standing by this business, I have all my staff and my family to thank for helping me along the way. Thank you. I truly am gratef... *breaks down as he begins to cry*
*A familiar guitar chord strikes*
*IT’S TIME TO PLAY THE GAME...*
*The camera cuts to Vince who does not look pleased, to say the least*
King: What the hell?
JR: Looks like Vince has got an unexpected visitor
King: An unwanted one too...
*The camera cuts back to the stage, as Triple H comes out, WWE title on his arm (after winning it the previous night at Wrestlemania), microphone in hand, as the crowd erupts. Triple H stays at the top of the ramp and begins to speak*
Triple H: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Whoa. Just let me interrupt you there Vince...
*Crowd: “Triple H! Triple H! Triple H!â€*
Triple H: See Vince, all that stuff you were mentioning earlier: Hulk Hogan, Stone Cold, The Rock, Randy Orton. That’s all well and good, but you forgot one man. I mean, I don’t know how you forgot him cause he’s one of the most good looking guys I’ve ever seen... and I don’t mean the camp makeup artist you’re having a secret fling with behind Linda’s back, I mean, I mean me!â€
*Crowd laughs, as the camera shows a close up of Vince mouthing “I hate youâ€*
Triple H: Holy crap, Vince, how could you forget me? I mean you’ve been my father in law, you’ve been my ally, you’ve been my sworn enemy. Heck, you’ve even been my source for as many cock jokes as I could ever hope to have... I mean, damn Vince, we go back a long way. So I thought it would be wrong of me, if I did not come out to thank you myself.
*Crowd sound confused at this*
Triple H: Yeah, that’s right, Vince, I want to thank you. I mean we’ve never really saw eye-to-eye that much, but it would be wrong, very wrong if I didn’t thank you for all you’ve done for me.
*Camera cuts to Vince who begins to smile*
Triple H: Actually, on second thoughts, forget that crap, why the hell would I want to thank you?!
*Crowd cheers loudly*
King: I can’t believe the audacity of this man
JR: I don’t think Vince can believe it either...
*Vince is shown going bright red with anger, mouthing insults up the ramp to Triple H*
Triple H: Yeah, cause I’d really like to thank you for screwing me countless times over the years, using me for your own gain, and worst of all introducing me to that daughter of yours. Man that was the biggest mistake I ever made...
*Crowd laughs, as the camera shows Triple H grinning*
Triple H: But in all seriousness, Vince, are you kidding me? Do you really expect me to believe all this crap, do you expect the crowd to believe it? You thanking everyone – man that’s the biggest load of BS I’ve ever heard.
*Crowd cheers*
Vince: (Interrupting in typical croaky, angry voice): That’s it, I’ve heard enough. Security, Security! Escort this son of a bitch out of my building. You ungrateful son of a bitch...
*Security rush out in numbers and begin to try and convince Triple H to leave, as the crowd boos*
Vince: Get him out! Get him out, now!
*Triple H puts his hands up in submission to the security, and begins to walk off with them, before turning quickly around and delivering the DX crotch chop at Vince, as the crowd cheer again*
*Crowd begins to chant “Suck It!, Suck It!†to Vince, as Triple H and the security go backstage
Vince: Dammit, screw this. I hate Triple H and I hate all of you. *Begins to point around the audience* You know every single one of you are here because of me, Vincent Kennedy McMahon. You ungrateful slobs! SHUT UP!!!
*Crowd begins to chant, “Na na na na, na na na na, hey, hey, hey, goodbye!â€*
*Vince begins to speak again, when a “WHOOO!†shoots out of the arena’s speakers*
King: Aah!!!
JR: My God, it couldn’t be. It can’t be!
*Ric Flair walks out, as the crowd go wild*
JR: It is! My God it’s Ric Flair, it’s the Nature Boy Ric Flair!!!
*Ric Flair walks down to the ring, climbs in and grabs a microphone. His music stops, but the crowd continue to chant “Whoo!†and “Flair, Flair, Flair!â€*
JR: My God, The Nature Boy returns in the heart of Flair Country!
King: What is he doing here?
Vince: (To the crowd) Shut up! (To Flair) What the hell are you doing here?!
Flair: Whoo! *Crowd cheer again* What am I doing here? What am I doing here? Well how could I miss your retirement speech Vince?! I mean what do you take me for? C’mon Vince, you were the guy who put that ultimatum on me. It’s because of you that I’m retired, that I’m not out here entertaining this great crowd, all.... night..... long! Whoo!
*Takes off jacket, throws it on the floor, hits the rope and elbow drops the coat*
Flair: Whoo! You know what, Vince? You know what? It's because of you that I’m not still here. I never thanked you for that did I Vince? Huh? Huh?
Vince: Shut the hell up! You know that your time was up Ric, your time was up. It’s just like Shawn Michaels said at the time, it was time to put old yeller down! You wanna come out here and disrespect me, huh? Well, how about this. I made you too Ric. For most of your career you worked for that hell hole WCW, but when you quit, you came on your knees to me in 1991, begging for a job. And I gave you that job, Ric. Same goes when I bought WCW, you came begging, and out the kindness of my heart I gave you one last chance to style and profile. But you didn’t know when to quit, so I sorted that out too. It was for your own good, Ric.
*Crowd chant: Shut the F**k up! Shut the f***k up!*
JR: I think Vince is getting delusional in his old age. Made Ric Flair? You’ve got to be joking...
Ric: (Looks down, thinking before looking up at Vince) You know what, you’re right, Vince, you’re right.
*Crowd boos*
Vince: Yeah, you’re damn right, I’m right. And you know how you can show your gratitude to me? Huh? Ric, you’ve been a member of many clubs haven’t you, Ric?– the 4 horsemen, Evolution, even the mile high club, and not to mention that old persons’ club you joined when you retired Ric! But now you WILL join the most prestigious club of them all, the Vince McMahon Kiss my Ass Club! What better way to end my career? The greatest wrestler to lace up boots kissing the ass of the greatest promoter in the history of wrestling?
*Drops microphone and takes down trousers, bending over. Ric seems hesitant, so Vince picks up the microphone*
Vince: Do it Ric, do it, or you’ll be sorry! Don’t listen to these people. Do it, do it now! I made you retire, but I’ll send you to the hospital if you don’t end my career the right way. Dammit, do it now!
*Flair bends down to his knees in front of Vince’s bare ass*
*Crowd chants: Please don’t do it! Please don’t do it!*
*Flair stands up again, before dropping to his knees again and giving Vince a low blow*
*The crowd erupts, as Vince rolls around in pain on the mat with Ric standing above him.*
*Ric locks in the figure four, as Vince scream in pain, writhing in agony*
JR: Flair has the Figure Four locked in, the Figure Four on Vince, King!
King: Security! Security! What the hell is this. Someone get this crazy old man off of Mr McMahon! Security!
JR: I think all the security team is dealing with Triple H, King. Mr McMahon is helpless!
*Ric lets go, gets up and picks up the microphone*
Ric: Right my ass! Whoo!
*Drops microphone*
*Ric picks his coat up and leaves the ring, walking up the ramp and saluting the crowd*
JR: Oh my God, I don’t think that’s how Mr McMahon envisaged his retirement ceremony going, King!
King: I can’t believe this! How ungrateful
JR: Oh shut up, King, sucking up never got you anyway, just sit back and enjoy this. Vince McMahon made Ric Flair retire on his terms, now The Nature Boy has returned the favour!!! Goodnight everybody!
King: This is wrong, all wrong. It should've have ended like this!
*The camera shows Ric ‘whoo!’ on the ramp, before cutting back to the ring, showing Vince lying prone on the canvas, as the show ends, fading to black*