UWF Raw: Austin & Aries vs. Christian & Orton
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"Badass" by Saliva begins to play over the PA system, sending the fans in attendance into an uproar as they give the Texas Rattlesnake a negative reaction. As they voice their disdain, through the curtain he walks, with his championship belt in tow. Austin makes his way down the ramp quickly, eyeing the ring with a purpose, as he arrives at the steel steps and walks up them, then turning and walking along the apron before stepping through the ropes. Austin walks over to the opposite ropes and motions to the ringside official for a microphone, and is granted one. Austin turns and walks towards the middle of the ring as his music cuts off, making the reaction of the crowd more audible. Austin looks over at the commentary
Stone Cold: Well, well, quite a tangled web we find weaved before us, wouldn't you agree? Do me a favor and don't answer that, it was a rhetorical question, so I wasn't looking for a response when I asked it, nor do I expect ta' get one. Not to mention, each and every one of you should know by now that I don't give a damn about your opinions. If I did, I'd have given you all what you want by now. You would've heard the shattering glass before I came out here to the infamous theme music, I would've come in this here ring and ascended all four turnbuckles and issued the Stone Cold Salute each time, then I woulda' stepped down and cut a promo apologizing for all the mean and hurtful things I've said, issued you back all the rights I took away, then it would've been business as usual. What this, that's the bottom line that, then for the hell of it, drink myself stupid and celebrate all the adoring fans I have and how good it is ta' be Stone Cold.
Well, it is good ta' be Stone Cold, and that's because I don't do any of that garbage anymore. Countless people have told me time and time again what a mistake it was to turn my back on you, and the reason they say that is before, when I was your redneck puppet, the closest I could get to either heavyweight championship was by winnin' the number one contendership and facing the titleholder. Those that are telling me I made a mistake are jealous because they didn't have the nuts ta' do it themselves, or they want me ta' go back ta' playin' fan favorite so I'm not an obstacle in their road.
But why would I do something as stupid as that? I am the You Dubya Eff Champion, the top draw on both Raw and pay-per-view events. No one sells more merchandise than me, no one sells more tickets than me, no one cuts better promos than me, and no one wrestles better matches than me. Em Vee Pea and Shawn Michaels can boast about having the most lucrative contracts in You Dubya Eff all they want, I don't think it's a fact, and even if it is, someone should get their damn money back cuz Em Vee Pea couldn't get the job done at Starrcade and Shawn Michaels has been gettin' his ass whipped every Friday night since comin' here, by juicehead Dave and the second coming of Mike Knox. Me turning face again is about as likely as one of the number one contenders in Smackdown's King a' the Mountain match gettin' injured and bein' replaced in the match by yours truly.
Next Tuesday night, I find myself in the ring with some of those jealous people, the ones that want me to surrender my venom and give in to the fans so that I no longer pose them any threat, two-thirds of the New World Order, Randy Orton and Christian. Both of you men try to match my arrogance by having a chip on your shoulder yourself, which makes me laugh uncontrollably on the inside, because with your undeserved ego, you celebrate the incompetence that you're unaware you possess. You're undefeated and you three hooligans are mercilessly attacking and spray painting everyone you can, but what's it getting you? Mockery. No one takes you seriously, which is why Smackdown management and their viewers, and I'm sure Raw's end too, view you as nothing more than a really random faction.
You're trying to fill another man's boots to keep yourself relevant, when the original In Dubya Oh was only successful because of the shock value Hogan turning heel had. You? We've seen you as a heel before, we've seen Randy as a heel before, and Cody Rhodes has been a heel his entire career, so what is it about you that's supposed to be fearsome and intimidating? Tuesday night, I'm going to do what I did the last time an incarnation of the New World Order came barking up my tree, I'm gonna whip some ass. You got the better of me last week, but I gained something from that defeat. In the pain of that loss, all of the weakness left my body. When you took the belt into your hands, I hope your friends and family took plenty of pictures, because you'll never truly hold it. Why? Because I refuse ta' let you beat me. Raw, Great American Bash, Smackdown if it ever happened. Never again.
But don't fret, take solace in the fact that you can at least get a good look at the belt while I wear it on my shoulder as we're talking trash to one another. I know you feel like facing me last week, this week, and at the upcoming pay-per-view is something you've earned, but you're looking at it the wrong way. Instead of having a chip on your shoulder about it, you should consider yourself honored that the You Dubya Eff World Champion is taking the time ta' wrestle you and grace a peon like you with his presence. As for Randy, well, karma always comes back around. Like when you going AWOL in the Marines resulted in you being pulled from a Dubya Dubya E Films paycheck, and when, after years of thinking you could do anything cuz you were a top guy, you got suspended. On Raw, karma's comin' after ya again, and yer gonna wish you never laid yer hands on me.
However, the interest in this match seems to come not from the fact that I'm facing my pay-per-view opponent, not from the fact that the In Dubya Oh finds themselves being opposed again, but from the fact that my tag team partner is the man I took this You Dubya Eff Championship from, Austin Aries.
The crowd pops for the "Greatest Man That Ever Lived".
How predictable of you. As I was sayin', the question on everybody's mind is whether or not we can co-exist. Aries, I've said it before, son, you can have yer rematch whenever you wanna step up and cash in on it, I've got no problem with whippin' yer ass again. But don't make next Tuesday night when I have ta' whip yer ass, because if we can agree on one thing, it's Tuesday Night Raw needs ta' quit bein' defaced by the likes a' these bitches. After that, we can go back ta' havin' an axe ta' grind for all I care, but until the match is over and Raw's off the air, keep your fists flyin' at Randy and Christian, not Stone Cold, or I promise ya you're goin' back on the shelf for a more permanent period of time.
Austin lowers his microphone as the theme music of one of the other participants begins to play.
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