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Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/14/13 Edition!
[video=youtube;yPNFVj-pISU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPNFVj-pISU[/video]
The crowd go crazy as the Anarchy theme plays and pyro goes off inside the sold out arena. The camera quickly pans the crowd and then up the ramp as the pyro continues to shoot out of everywhere imaginable before the camera pans over to the commentary table where Joey Styles, Taz, and William Regal are sitting by.
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Taz: Good evening ladies and gents and welcome to another edition of Wednesday Night Anarchy. I'm the "Human Suplex Machine" Taz.
Joey Styles: And by his side is the well-known "Voice of Extreme" Joey Styles.
William Regal: And rounding out the trio is the English gentleman, William Regal.
Taz: Fellas, we're only eleven days away from the biggest party of the summer, and the closer we get the higher the heat gets cranked up around here!
Joey Styles: And for an example of just that, look no farther than tonight's card. Making his debut tonight is one of Anarchy's newest signings, the "Instant Classic" Christian as he takes on a man that needs a big win after his luck as of late, the Money in the Bank briefcase holder Seth Rollins.
William Regal: And we've arrived to the finals of the Ironman Championship Tournament, gents. After tonight, we'll know who's facing Homicide for the belt at Summerslam when Perry Saturn and Dolph Ziggler go head-to-head.
Taz: And what a main event we've got on our hands. It's a stacked Summerslam preview as the number one contender to the International Championship The Rock teams up with the Extreme Champion Umaga, the Ironman Champion Homicide, and the "Best in the World" CM Punk to take on the International Champion Fandango, the "Fro'd Crusader" Bate Man, the "War Machine" Rhino, and the number one contender to the Extreme Championship the "Icon" Sting. Whew, what a mouthful!
Joey Styles: But coming up next, we've got another debut ready to get underway as the "Charismatic Enigma" Jeff Hardy takes on Shannon Moore!
[video=youtube;2sNZLD5fxqY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sNZLD5fxqY[/video]
Tazz: I dunno, Joe, it's lookin' like we might have a different debut on our hands!
Joey Styles: It...it can't be, can it? He hasn't been seen in years in a ring for any promotion. Why now? Why here?
William Regal: I don't know but if it is him, this brand as well as this promotion is about to be put on serious notice!
The camera cuts backstage to a locker room door, surrounded by amply supplied security guards, as dragging seconds pass by before it swings open; revealing Goldberg himself. He's donning blue jeans and a leather Harley jacket; biker gloves cover his hands. He glances both ways & stares the guards down, not saying a single word. He turns & makes his way to the gorilla position as he's flanked on both sides. He passes catering, & climbs the steel steps leading up behind the curtain as the camera cuts back to a frontal stage position; a shower of sparks emitting from both sides as Goldberg like a great legendary warrior stands within them. The crowd is going nuts.
They simmer down as he walks forward, letting out his trademark bellow as smoke flows heavily from his mouth. He waits anxiously at the entrance to the ramp, as fans are going crazy; excited to see their favorite wrestler was back here before them in the business they loved. He brings one arm up as pyro blasts off behind him. He follows suit with his other arm to the same effect; as he looks into the camera & audibly yells I'm Back! He proceeds to make his way down the ramp, as adorning fans reach out to touch him, but he grazes by as he arrives at the foundation of the steel steps; climbing them & entering into the ring through the middle rope. His music slowly begins to fade as a crew member from outside the ring hands him a mic. He basks in the crowd's approval as they chant his name over & over. Their voices are harmonious across the arena it's self. GOLDBERG! GOLBERG! GOLDBERG!
He raises his mic to finally speak.
"So this.....is the UWF?"
The crowd erupts as they serenade him with more Goldberg chants. He takes a few more seconds then continues.
You know...it's been awhile since I've stepped into a ring to not only compete; but to speak in front of so many fans such as yourself who just like myself love this business & every aspect of this business. DAMN does it feel great to be back where I belong, in the center of my ring! My one true passion.
The crowd roars in approval.
As I was walking backstage, I kept getting weird looks from staff & the boys in back like they seen a ghost. Men who stand tall & proud sulked against the wall & let me pass. Whispers from catering, from camera crews, from production. They know when a champion is in their presence & the respect that I've earned in this business throughout my career will always follow me; my reputation defines everything I've done in my career.
You see I never had any true intentions of making a return to compete in this ring. I had mulled it over time & time again through my head; and spoke with my family on the matter. It wasn't until I was sitting in my office at my customs auto garage that I received a phone call that would coax me into at least being here tonight. I didn't recognize the number coming through my cell phone so I took it as a telemarketer; I was close it was someone as annoying as a telemarketer in Vince Russo.
The crowd responds with a chorus of boo's for Russo
A lot of people know that Vince Russo & myself go back quite a few years to our World Championship Wrestling days. You see, I never really could stand Vince Russo as not only a writer or booker; but I couldn't stand Vince Russo as a human being. You can kind of paint a picture of where I'm going with this, that it was a unpleasant surprise to find this man at the other end of the line, pitching this concept of a return into my ear. He informed me that he was now General Manager of a brand in the Ultimate Wrestling Federation called Anarchy; and he wanted me on his roster, to save another one of Vince Russo's products.
I leaned back in my chair, as I pondered such a request from a man who I owed nothing to. I hadn't stepped into a ring in many years; cause I was well chronicled that I would NEVER work for that scum bag Vincent Kennedy McMahon ever again. I even found myself fielded a few calls from Dixie Carter over at Total Nonstop Action but decided against such a career choice because I don't want to downgrade my career for a over hyped independent federation like TNA.I had the itch to get back in to the business, to get back in this ring to compete & to win more championship gold. To be a respectable champion that this company so desperately needs.
Guys like Christian, Edge, Umaga, Johnny Curtis? I mean hell that last one I haven't even heard of. He's a champion in this business? They may call themselves World Champions; or they may claim that they deserve the next shot, that THEY deserve to be on the top of this business. The only one who DESERVES World Championship gold is the man who stands before you, in this ring. The ONLY man who has held a winning streak of 173 victories before the backstage politics of Kevin Nash, of Eric Bischoff & of Vince Russo took what was rightfully mine. I'm back not to satisfy the whim of a arrogant booker who wants a huge match for Wrestlemania against someone like The Rock or Brock Lesnar.
The crowd pops for the mention of The Rock & Brock Lesnar.
I know, I know you guys are huge Rocky & Lesnar fans. I get it. At the same time you are the same fans who worshiped & adored a wannabe rapper from the suburbs of Boston. A guy who was only able to perform five moves in the middle of the ring but you guys ate that shit up. Christ, what did this business become? The reason I took Vince Russo's offer to come back to this business & to the Ultimate Wrestling Federation is to bring reputation & respect back to the one thing I love.
Another pop for Goldberg, even after he insulted them.
So..UWF fans..You maybe wondering Whose NEXT?
He lowers his mic, as the crowd responds with a HUGE Whose Next? Chant. He pulls the mic back up and stares into the camera
.....ANARCHY IS NEXT!
He throws the mic to the mat as his music blares over the PA System. He throws his hands up in the air, letting out his trademark bellow once again. He smirks as he looks back into the camera & points mouthing the words "You're Next" knowing the boys backstage were watching. He makes his exit from the ring and makes his way slowly back up the ramp, arriving back towards the entrance. He stops; as the fans are still going crazy. Turning his body as he looks back over his shoulder at the crowd, he runs his hands through his goatee and smirks before finally exiting through the curtain as Anarchy heads to its first commercial.
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COMMERCIAL ONE
The International Champion vs. The People's Champion
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Homicide, and Hernandez are shown in the back watching TV as Hernandez, and Homicide are eating
Homicide: Yo, homie be quiet trying to watch Telemundo.
Hernandez: I am just saying I don’t understand how we are not the number one contenders for the UWF Tag team titles. Did that loss to the double dragons really cost us that much?
Homicide: Look dude we lost one match as a team. Uno in case you ain’t understanding. Look bro I know you take this hard , and that’s good man. It shows how damn dedicated you are, but let me tell you what bro tonight I will beat those Modern day double gringos in the eight man tag match, and after that people will know for sure L.A.X is fo real.
Hernandez: Gracias Amigo.
All of a sudden Konan walks ups and he begins to speak
Konan: Holadey Que pasas, how my dawgs doing?
Homicide: Good ese’.
Konan: Ey’ Homicide shouldn’t you be watching who will be facing you for your Ironman title. I mean you have to defend that badboy at Summerslam against one of those Gringo’s.
Homicide looks at Konan as he begins to talk
Homicide: Ey, Ey, Ey relax ese’. I ain’t afraid of any of those Gringos I have to face come Summerslam. I mean Konan let’s look at it this way I will be facing either a dude who is love with a mop, or some pretty boy showoff. I mean in all honestly why should I be afraid of a dude who loves a mop… I mean come on Konan he loves a mop fool. Dude is no threat to me, and as for Dolph Ziggler why should I be afraid of him? Knowing my luck he might take Summerslam off to relax and rest his tired body. So really Konan I am fine you know I am in ring shape to go 30 minutes at Summerslam. Besides Marias De Portes is on.
L.A.X is watching the telmundoas they are watching there favorite Latino Soap Opera former pro wrestler Mark Jindrak appears on the screen. This cause L.A.X to sit there and watch him with his butchered Spanish. This causes Hernandez to go in a rage, and go and break the TV.
Homicide: Yo I ain’t paying for that fool.
Hernandez: This is sickening… Even in our own country they have gringoized our soap operas. I can no longer take this, soon these D- List Gringo actors will be a bigger deal then us Latinos… I can’t take it this is making me so frustrated.
Konan: Breathe Hernandez. This is a prime example of the Gringo mentalitly here in this world now a days, and don’t worry homie we will end it soon. Hey Homicide dawg go warm up and get ready. Just because your in an eight man tag match dosen’t mean you can just act lazy. You’re a representative of the Latino American Xchange, you’re the Ironman champion. Ese’ I know you’re not worried for your opponent at Summerslam, but fool you need to show everybody here what we are all about. You’re representing us and we need you to do so tonight.
Homicide gets up from his chair and begins to talk to Konan
Homicide: You’re right bro. I do need to get up and start stretching. Yo just tell Hernandez I ain’t paying for the TV though.
Homicide leaves the room as Hernandez still looks upset as Konan tries to calm him down as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
As the opening bell rings, the camera pans to the ring where Christy Hemme is standing by, ready to do the introductions for the first match.
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Anarchy is about to get more extreme, because the lights darken and purples and greens surround the stage area. Suddenly, a forgotten riff fills the PA system and the crowd loses its mind!
"So you see the writing on the waaaaaalllll..."
[video=youtube;VlmGozaoTXU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VlmGozaoTXU[/video]
The music of Jeff Hardy hits and the crowd goes crazy! The charismatic enigma strolls out onto the staged, dressed in his unusual way as always. Jeff seems disinterested at first, even with the response, but then he bursts out with energy and throws his arms out; yelling to the crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. The "Charismatic Enigma", Jeff Hardy!
He dances on the stage, and throws up the Gunz taunt, before jogging down the ramp towards the ring. Jeff high fives the fans ringside that love him so much, while he makes his way down.
Jeff smiles and then begins to run, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He jogs over to the far side of the ring and climbs the second turnbuckle hitting his older pose. The crowd pop as Hardy nods his head in agreement with the crowd. He gets down and prepares for his match as Christy gets ready to continue her introductions.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
[video=youtube;iirK3WO5ixQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iirK3WO5ixQ[/video]
The crowd is confused as an unfamiliar theme comes over the PA system. After a few bars of "Chicken Huntin'", a man walks out sporting facepaint and a mohawk. It turns out to be Matt Hardy Version 1's MFer Shannon Moore, out by himself sans Matt and Reby.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy-five pounds. He is the "Prince of Punk", Shannon Moore!
He runs down the ramp and hops onto the apron. He then scales the turnbuckle and lets out a scream.
The crowd doesn't know what to make of all this as the match gets underway.
DING DING!
Jeff Hardy and Shannon Moore look at each other as the fans cheer for Hardy like crazy. Hardy and Moore lock up against each other and Shannon Moore gets the back of Jeff Hardy. Moore goes as he pushes Jeff against the ropes and rolls through going for a quick pin.
1…
No Jeff Hardy kicks out of the pin. Moore gets out of the move quickly and he applies a head lock towards Jeff as Moore looks to be in control of the match so far. Jeff is down on the mat as Moore still holds the headlock onto Jeff. Jeff then begins to feel a slip into Moore’s hold as he begins to get back up. Jeff elbows Moore in the gut three times as Moore feels the pain and he backs up into the ropes. Moore recovers quickly as he charges at Jeff, but Jeff ducks under the clothesline. Moore whiffs the clothesline and he turns to get caught by a neckbreaker by Jeff. Jeff goes quick and doesn’t waste time as he does a flipping kick on the down Moore.
Tazz: Man Jeff hasn’t missed a beat.
William Regal: Tazz the man is a former World Champion, he isn’t going to just come back and absolutely suck.
Hardy goes as he is hyped to be back and the fans are excited for him. Jeff goes as he picks up Moore, Jeff throws Moore into the turnbuckle. Jeff then gets on top of the turnbuckle as he starts to pound on Moore a bunch of times. The fans cheer as Moore clearly looks dazed and confused. Jeff does some more poses as the fans cheer like crazy as Jeff is super hyped of being here in front of the crowd. Moore still woozy goes towards Jeff, as Jeff grabs Moore and he hits him with his trademark faceplant suplex. Moore looks loopy after that move, and Jeff goes to grab Moore for the pin, but the loopy Moore rolls out of the ring as the fans boo like crazy for the move Moore just pulled.
Joey Styles: Shannon Moore just needs to get out of there the charismatic enigma is on fire!
All of a sudden the crowd comes alive as you see Jeff Hardy just crash on top of Moore.
Joey Styles: Oh my God! Jeff Hardy just went airbourne!
Tazz: He is going to be doing that every Wednesday Night only here on Anarchy.
As Moore and Hardy are laid out we see a replay of what Jeff Hardy just did. As the screen goes back to full we see Jeff get up and scream once more as the fans are going crazy for him right now. Jeff goes as he picks up Moore and throws him back in the ring. Jeff goes as he enters the ring as Moore is getting up. Jeff enters the ring, but it seems like Moore has recovered. Jeff enters the ring, but Moore catches him with a spinning heel kick right into the face of Jeff Hardy. Jeff drops from it as the loopy Moore goes for the cover.
1…
2…
No Jeff Hardy kicks out of the move. Moore goes as he gets up and starts leaning up against the ropes. Moore begins to stomp on Jeff as the fans boo. The referee tells him to stop and Moore reluctantly does, as he begins to taunt the fans. Moore goes as he awaits Jeff to get up. The fans are booing as Jeff is up and Moore charges at him for a swinging neckbreaker, but Jeff ducks, and run towards the turnbuckle. Jeff gets to the top and he hits a huge whisper in the wind.
Joey Styles: What a move by Jeff Hardy!
Jeff goes on as he begins to get fired up as he awaits for Shannon Moore to get up. Moore is getting up as Jeff kicks him in the gut as he has his head hooked for the Twist of fate, Moore though pushes Hardy near the ropes. Jeff’s back is against the ropes, but he is able to turn it around. Jeff looks to hit the Twist of fate. Jeff goes and turns but Matt pulls the legs underneath of Moore causing Jeff to just fall to the ground, Moore recovers from his slip as he charges at Jeff Hardy with swinging neckbreaker, and it connects right on Jeff.
Tazz: Oh come on that’s not fair Jeff had this in the bag
William Regal: Maybe Jeff should find some friends who are willing to help him out in a match.
Moore goes as he hooks the leg, and the referee begins to count.
1…
2…
No Jeff Hardy kicks out again. This upsets Moore a lot as he begins arguing with the referee. Shannon is getting angrier and angrier as time goes on when all of a sudden Moore gets turned around and gets hit with a twist of Fate. Jeff now takes off his shirt as the fans cheer like crazy because they know what is next. Jeff goes as he climbs the top rope. Jeff does his screaming and hits the swanton bomb right on Shannon Moore. Jeff Hardy goes for the cover.
1…
2…
3…
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, the Charasmatic Enigma Jeff Hardy!
After the bell rings, Jeff has his hand raised by the referee. His music is playing over the PA system and the crowd is cheering loudly.
Styles: What a win for "The Charismatic Enigma"!
All of a sudden, his music is cut off. The crowd and Jeff are both confused. After a few moments, Jeff's brother Matt Hardy Version 1 emerges on the stage, dressed in a black trenchcoat. He outstretches his arms, closes his eyes and smiles.
Tazz: It's Matt Hardy!
Regal: He hasn't been heard from in weeks!
Jeff looks out to the stage with a confused look still across his face. He doesn't notice a person slide in behind him.
Styles: Is that who I think it is?!
It indeed is as it turns out to be The Hurricane.
Jeff goes to turn around and, as he does, Hurricane grabs him by the throat, hoists him up and plants him with a devastating chokeslam! Matt then walks down the ramp towards the ring, still with his arms outstretched.
Regal: What in the bloody hell is going on here?!
The Hurricane stares down at Jeff as Matt enters the ring and Shannon is just getting to his feet. As he does, Hurricane and Matt both hold up his arms as the crowd boos. Hurricane drops his arm and backs away from him. As Matt continues to hold his arm high, Hurricane nails Shannon with a low blow. Shannon doubles over in pain and, as he does, Matt hooks him and connects with a Twist of Fate. Matt then turns his attention to his brother who is still feeling the effects of that chokeslam. Matt drops down to his knees and pulls a microphone out of his pants pocket.
Tazz: Shannon Moore AND Jeff Hardy are both down!
Matt grabs Jeff by the hair and lifts the microphone to his mouth with the other.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Welcome Home, brother.
Matt drops the microphone and Jeff's head. Hurricane places a hand on Matt's shoulder as Matt stretches his arms out wide once more.
Styles: Where has Matt Hardy been? And why did he assault his own brother like this?!
Tazz: Only Matt knows, Joey.....and maybe now The Hurricane too.
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COMMERCIAL TWO
The Extreme Champion vs. The Extreme Icon
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I video of Tyson Kidd & Natalya pops up on the titantron, as the two appear to not be at the arena, however at a nearby hotel.
Tyson Kidd has a cocky grin on his face as he looks into the camera.
Tyson Kidd
This week I was a little concerned, I was concerned for our network, because without me on the show, the ratings would fall drastically, but thankfully, since I am a company man, I'm here for each and every one of you. I must not understand American logic, because last week, I not only beat a former World Champion, I made him tap out. The week before that, I ended Triple H's career. So to leave me off of Anarchy is just a bad move on managements part, I'm money, I'm the reason any of you fat slobs buy a ticket to the show. To see me! The Crown Prince of Anarchy, Tyson Kidd. I'm not here to sit and complain, I'm here to talk about what happened last week, CM Punk, thank you my friend, although I could and was about to do it myself, I still want to thank you. A lot of you at home are probably confused as to why I would thank an American, it's simple, CM Punk isn't like you Americans, he doesn't drink, he doesn't do drugs, he works hard to get where he's at. Unlike all of you. Many of you have probably never accomplished any thing in your lives. So you can buy a ticket and chant that I suck all night long, it doesn't change the fact that I get paid to do something you can't do but have always wanted to do. So go ahead, chant USA, it won't throw off my game plan, I still am I going to do what I set out to do, and that's be the best thing in this company. I'm on my way, the office may be blind to it right now, but before you know it, I'll be on top, and every single one of you will still carry on with your stupid chants saying that I suck, well ask men like Triple H and Rhino how bad I suck! Last week I made Rhino tap and the week before that I ended Triple H's career. Go ask them how bad I suck, or go chant USA in their faces. None of you have realized it yet, but I'm the real deal. Any of the fans that feel the need to heckle either myself or my now fiance Nattie, I dare any of you to climb that guard rail and hop in the ring with either of us. Every single one of you needs to learn some respect. You need to respect greatness, each and every week you're seeing history in the making, a star becoming a legend, greatness meeting destiny. In fifty years, you're just going to tell your fat grand-kids that you watched Tyson Kidd at an Anarchy show, and they won't believe you because I will go down as the greatest wrestler to ever step foot through those ropes. I am a hall of famer in the making and I know it makes every single one of you sick and you know what it should. I am treated like Royalty in Canada! When I come down to the states I get spit on and boo'd, and why is that? It's because you all know that I'm not only better than you, but I'm better than all of your favorites, and instead of admitting it, you would rather hate me. You want to know what's the worst? I don't even get praise from the boys in the back, because they're just like all of you, unintelligent, drugged up slobs that don't know talent when they see it. Why even bother going out there and busting my ass each and every week for all of you, if none of you respect it? That's simple, it's to piss every single one of you off. As much as you all hate me, I hate every one of you even more. That doesn't just go for you cretins in the audience either, that goes for all the boys in the back. I know you hate me, why not right? I have more talent then all of them, I have the woman of their dreams on my arm, not to mention I'm damn handsome too. By the way, why don't we all get a good long look at Nattie right now, as you can see how she's dressed, we've been celebrating my win all week.
The crowd boo's as the couple begins to kiss on the titantron. When they finally break the kiss, Tyson stands up and walks out of the view of the camera, leaving Natalya by herself to speak to the camera. To prevent all of the "Woo's" from the crowd, she quickly covers her lingerie clad body with a blanket, which stops the men's chants dead in their tracks.
Natalya Neidhart
You know, I must say, ever since Tyson and I have arrived here in UWF, he's a completely different man, he has this new energy about, a new way he conducts himself. I kinda like it. There's this new found cockiness about him that just turns me on, I've known him for around ten years, but lately he's just been on fire. He's never looked better in his life. This is just a warning to everybody on that roster, like he said, he's not one to be messed with or overlooked. He won't be over shadowed for long. He has what it takes to headline any show, he can carry not only this brand, but all of UWF, we're just waiting for his time to come, but until then, he's just going to do what he does best. Look at last week for example, Tysons' confidence is what won that match. He made a former World Champion tap out in only his third match on Anarchy. That's huge! Now, if you don't mind, we're going to get back to celebrating.
As Natalya finishes that sentence, Tyson comes back into view, superkicking the camera man, leaving the camera on the ground, sideways. Now with the camera only picking up Natalya and Tysons' feet, all the crowd can see are the two standing by each other before Natalyas' top is tossed onto the camera, making the titantron go black. The men in the crowd let out a roar, before the live feed from their hotel is cut off, you can hear Natalya let out a "Yeah Baby!". The production team quickly cuts off the video as the crowd boos. Things now return to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following match is scheduled for one fall! introudcing first...
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Hemme: Standing at 6'0, weighing 213 lbs. From Hollywood Florida! Dolph Ziggler!
Dolph Ziggler’s entrance music blares out of the speakers, and the crowd bursts in thunderous boo’s. After the drums kicks in, Ziggler makes his way out onto the stage. Ziggler, as cocky as he can be, struts over to the end of the stage as he does his signature spin, with his back now facing the cameras. Ziggler shakes his hips, as he faces the cameras once again, continuing his entrance down the ramp, soaking in the boos from the fans. Ziggler makes his way past the ramp, as he walks over to the side of the ring. Ziggler slides on the apron, as he goes to enter the ring, before stopping and sitting on the middle rope, staring at the fans. Ziggler enters the ring as he jumps on the middle turnbuckle, soaking in the fan’s boos once again, with a smirk across his face. Ziggler hops off the turnbuckle as his music fades out
Hemme: ....AND His Opponent!
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, HEAD
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPPY
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, TERRI
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPHEAD
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Hemme: Standing 5'10 at 241 lbs. From Boston Massachusetts! Perry Saturn!
The crowd ain't waiting a fairly long time as Perry Saturn runs out onto the middle of the stage. He stops in the middle of the ramp, Moppy in his hands as he waves to the fans with his free hand. Terry slowly slings Moppy over his shoulder. Suddenly, the cheers get even louder as Terri Runnels is seen coming from behind the curtain as well. Saturn waits for Terri as the fans cheer the duo. They slowly make their way down the ramp, slowly walking around the ring until they reach the stairs. Perry slides in the ring as Terri slowly climbs up the steps, leaving Perry in the ring to lean Moppy in the corner. He leans in and gives her a kiss as Terri has now got into the ring. Terry stares across at Ziggler as Terri plays to the crowd. Ziggler blindsides from behind and knocks Terri into Saturn as she is dropped to the mat. The ref helps her out the ring as the bell rings & this match is underway!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Saturn is quickly on the offensive going after Ziggler, who quickly rolls out of the ring, turning his back to the ropes; giving off a cocky smirk of his accomplishment. His eyes grow big as Saturn reaches over the top rope, grabbing Ziggler by the hair, and pulling him up on the apron. Saturn delivers huge chops across the chest of Ziggler, as the thud can be heard across the arena. Another chop, another chop, followed by yet again another chop. Ziggler's knees begin to buckle from he abuse he's taking. Saturn pulls Ziggler over the ropes, who comes down hard to the mat. Saturn follows with a couple swift kicks to the head, but is still highly distracted by the thought of making sure Terri is alright.
Taz: You Know I'm not sure if this is the guy Ziggler really wanted to piss off. He's going to town on him right now!
Styles: Do you blame him? He ASSAULTED a woman!
Saturn leans over the ropes, as the ref's are now helping Terri towards the back. Ziggler ever the opportunist connects with a hard arm across the back of the neck of Saturn. He connects with a hard right, as Saturn backs his way into the turnbuckle, where the assault from Ziggler keeps coming. Hard lefts and rights follow. A swift kick to the gut connects, as Saturn drops into a sitting position against the bottom rung. Ziggler smirks as the crowd answers with a chorus of boos. Ziggler turns back his attention to Saturn who is slowly using the ropes to bring himself back to a standing position. He runs at Saturn and brings the knee up, connecting hard to the head, as Saturn teeters before falling frontwards to the mat. Ziggler quickly covers.
1......
2......
Saturn rolls his shoulder up before the ref's hand comes down for the three, so this match continues!
Regal: A close one there, it looked like three to me! I really like Dolph Ziggler. He's cocky and can get the job done!
Styles: You must really like Chris Brown then.....
Ziggler is frustrated with the call. None the less he's back on the offensive as he wraps his arm around the throat of Saturn, trying to cut off the circulation of air. The crowd is fully behind Saturn as they are trying to will him back to his feet. Ziggler is looking a little worried as he yells at the crowd to shut up. Saturn is back to one knee as the crowd are chanting his name. Ziggler is pressing hard trying to keep the hold, but Saturn is back standing. Saturn connects with a huge elbow to the gut of Ziggler, but Ziggler holds on. Saturn follows with another hard right to the gut, and then a quick body drop as Ziggler gets caught flush and slams into the mat. The crowd responds with a huge cheer.
Taz: A textbook body drop! Saturn has to capitalize if he wants to win this Ironman Championship Tournament!
Saturn throws his arm over for the cover.
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Saturn pulls Ziggler up, as he bounces him off the ropes. Ziggler rebounds and falls right into a spinebuster, as he's back down to the mat. Saturn is pumped as he's calling for a end quite early in the match. He brings his elbow down on his hand calling for his patented diving elbow as he climbs to the top. There's no sign of movement from Ziggler.
Styles: Could it be over already?
Regal: GET UP ZIGGLER! GET UP!
Saturn comes off the top with a elbow, but Ziggler barely makes it out of the way. Saturn rolls off the elbow as he makes his way to his feet. Ziggler comes from behind with the ZIG ZAG and lands it! As both men are down for the count! Ziggler slowly crawls his way over and throws his body over Saturn's chest.
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NO! Saturn gets the shoulder up as Ziggler's eyes are bugging out. He can't believe that Saturn kicked out.
Taz: I can't freaking believe this! Saturn somehow kicked out!
Styles: Both men want to win this match badly. It's a career changer, but who wants it more?
Ziggler is arguing that it was a three count. The ref is signaling just two, as Ziggler is furious. He turns back to Saturn as he drops a couple of F bombs on national television. He drags Saturn to his feet, as he dishes out a couple of hard rights. He drives Saturn back into the ropes, where he brings his hand across his chest with a resounding slapping sound. He lights Saturn up a few more times, as he plants his feet and goes to irish whip Saturn. No movement. He attempts the Irish whip once again to no avail. Saturn counters with a irish whip of his own, as he whips Ziggler up and over the ropes to the concrete below. Saturn slides out of the ring, as Ziggler makes his way up on the barricade. Saturn drives his shoulder in hard to Ziggler's gut, doubling him over. He does a half step back and brings the knee up hard connecting to the rib area, as Ziggler buckles. The ref's count is up to 6! Saturn slides in the ring, and back out breaking the count. Ziggler uses the opportunity to focus and regain his composure. Saturn makes his way back out to ringside, and meets a flying clothesline from Ziggler. Ziggler with a couple elbow drops of his own, before he drags Saturn back up, and hits a heymaker. He irish whips Saturn right into the ring steps, as Saturn connects hard and flips to the other side. Ziggler smirks as he feels he has it in the bag. Ziggler slides in to the break the count, as he makes his way back over to his prey.
Regal: These men are dead set on destroying each other before losing this match!
The ref slides out with Ziggler, yelling at him to get this match back into the ring. Ziggler connects with a huge left sending the ref to the concrete.
Styles: You can't do that! He's a official dammit!
He makes his way back to Saturn who is limping on one good leg. Ziggler delivers a few kicks to the bad knee of Saturn. Stalking a wounded animal like a predator would. Ziggler brings Saturn down to one knee, as he smacks him across the face. Toying with him before he goes in for the kill. He slaps him again as he sends Saturn to the concrete himself. The crowd is rabid as they yell profanities his way. Ziggler goes apron side as he looks underneath to see what he can find; a few seconds pass before he brings out a steel folding chair. He smirks as he waits for Saturn to get up, before swinging the chair. Saturn counters with a hard kick to the gut. Ziggler drops the chair as he drops down to one knee. Saturn retrieves the chair and connects hard to the center of Ziggler's forehead, its a instant gusher as Ziggler gets busted open the hard way.
Styles: OH MY GAWD!
Taz: Ziggler's brains just got scrambled!
Regal: Thank you, Taz. I won't be having any breakfast at the hotel tomorrow.
The ref is finally coming around, as Saturn motions for him to get back in the ring. Saturn covers as the ref's hand comes down.
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Ziggler rolls the shoulder in one last desperate attempt. It had to be instinct alone! Saturn grabs the chair and swings it at Dolph again but he delivers a kick to the stomach that stops Saturn in his tracks as he takes the chair from him and throws it to the mat. Ziggler slips behind Saturn and connects with the Zig Zag onto the chair! Dolph covers Perry for the pin.
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Al Snow enters the ring and throws Dolph off of Perry as he begins stomping him all over. The referee tries to break up the situation but Al Snow is a madman as he pushes him away. The referee goes to throw the match out, but before he can...
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The roof absolutely comes off the place as "Wreck" by Jim Johnston, the beloved and world known theme of Mick Foley, begins to play. It isn't long before the fans are greeted by the Micker as he comes walking through the curtain with a microphone in hand.
Mick Foley: On one hand, I appreciate the carnage that this has quickly erupted into, being the "Hardcore Legend" and this being Anarchy where we're a little more lenient on the rules and all, but on the other hand I'll admit I'm a little disappointed. In fact, this entire tournament has been rather disappointing what with Triple H up and leaving and Bully Ray not showing up and last week and such. So here's what I'm going to do, gentlemen. I know the champions around here aren't big fans of defending their titles in multi-man matches, but that's exactly what we're going to have. It's more along the lines of something my colleague would think up, but at Summerslam, Homicide will be defending his Ironman Championship against Perry Saturn and Dolph Ziggler in the first ever triple threat Ironman match!
The fans give this a mixed reaction as Dolph and Perry both look a bit frustrated as well as puzzled.
Mick Foley: How does a triple threat Ironman match work? Quite simple really. Sixty minutes on the clock, three men vying for the most falls, the man with the most falls when those sixty minutes are up is the Ironman Champion. Oh and one last thing, Have A Nice Day!
"Wreck" begins playing again as Mick Foley poses for the crowd and turns and leaves as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL THREE
UWF's version of the Best versus the Beast
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Derrick Bateman is rushing around backstage trying to find Maxine until he finally meets up with her.
Derrick Bateman
Maxine! Where's Johnny?
Maxine
I don't know....I don't know.
Maxine looks a little sad and Derrick looks concerned.
Derrick Bateman
What's wrong?
Maxine
I've kind of been lying about the whole Fandango being better than Johnny. While he's definitely become a bigger star, he hasn't really been with me in a long time.
Derrick Bateman
What do you mean? You said you two go all night.
Maxine
Yeah he won't even take more than five minutes away from a mirror. Fandango is definitely better for our careers but, i'd never thought I'd say this, I miss Johnny.
Derrick Bateman
That's what I'm here to tell you about! I don't know if you've been noticing but traces of Johnny have been showing up. He's been referencing pop culture and actually letting us speak.
Maxine
He's letting us speak? Wow big break through.
Derrick Bateman
It's going to take a little more time. But it started at about the time The Rock showed up. Now if things continue to get better. he'll probably be back to his old self after Summerslam. Or better yet, he'll stay as Fandango but be Johnny! We'll have the benefits of both and then nothing can stop us!
Maxine
You think so?
Derrick Bateman
I know so! We'll be true Tag Team Champions in no time! A lot of these Tag Teams are popping up with random pairings but there's only one actual original tag team and that's the Modern Day Double Dragons. We're already on top of Anarchy but I think it's time we come out on top of UWF.
Fandango
Whose to say we aren't already.
Just then, Fandango enters the picture.
Fandango
I couldn't help but overhear you talking about the Tag Team Championships. While I would certainly like more shiny stuff for my entrance, we have to focus on taking care of The Rock at Summerslam. I've been bidding my time but very shortly I will begin to give The Rock a piece of my mind but for now, we humiliate the crap out of all those rejects. I will dazzle and daze just like always but I need to make sure you have my back. Consider this practice for a future go at the Tag Team Championships. Lookin' good angel face.
Fandango walks off and Maxine is confident now that she see's some of Johnny in Fandango as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
GO!!!
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"Just Close Your Eyes" by Story Of The Year can be heard bellowing out of the arena's PA system, signalling the imminent arrival of Captain Charisma, Christian. Although many UWF fans can be seen singing along with the theme music, it's not due to their enjoyment of the arriving Christian, rather due to the fact they just enjoy the song. Just five to ten seconds after the commencement of his theme music, Christian emerges from the back sporting a smirk on his face as he looks around at the booing audience. Christian only momentarily stands on the stage before choosing to make his way down the ramp towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds. Christian!
Fans can be seen hurling abuse at the charismatic man, but Christian doesn't acknowledge the jeers whatsoever, as he is focused on his objective. Christian reaches the bottom of the ramp, rounds the corner and walks up the steel steps, before approaching the ring ropes. Christian walks along the ring apron, wipes his feet and enters the ring.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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"1958" by A Day To Remember, the theme song of Seth Rollins, begins to play as the entire crowd reacts negatively as they shower him with boos. The camera pans to the stands where Rollins is entering through the crowd, showing off his Money in the Bank briefcase to further negativity.
Christy Hemme: From Davenport, Iowa. Weighing in at two hundred and nine pounds. He is the holder of the Anarchy Money in the Bank briefcase, Seth Rollins!
As Rollins arrives at the bottom, he leaps the barricade and slides into the ring. He hands his briefcase to the referee as the bell rings again and the match gets underway.
DING DING!
Christian and Rollins hook up as both men are trying to get the advantage. Rollins duck under and he sweeps the leg of Christian. Christian falls on his back. Rollins goes and he drops an elbow to a sternum of Christian. Rollins goes as he puts on a head and arm and begins to lay on top of Christian who is being pressured. Rollins is holding onto the move as Christian seems to get no breathing room. Christians shoulders finally drop as the count is being made.
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No Christian kicks out. Rollins goes to the side of Christian now holding the move tight as possible. Fans start to clap as Christian starts to build his base back up. Christian goes as he lifts Rollins up and he hits a back suplex. This causes Rollin to release the hold he is holding. Christian is up , and he awaits for Rollins to get up. Rollins is up as Christian drop kicks him into the ropes. Rollins bounces off of them as he turns to lay against the ropes. Rollins head is laying there as Christian pursues him and he slides past Rollins. Christian slaps Rollin’s as Rollins bounces off the ropes to the mat; holding his face.
Joey Styles: Christian is looking good here in his return to the UWF.
Christian moves to the turnbuckle and scales the top rope. Christian dives off of it but he is immediately caught by a dropkick from Rollins. Rollins is quick to continue his assault as he wastes no time stomping on Christian multiple times. This makes the referee intervene. Rollins begins to taunt to the fans as they let him have a chorus of boos. Rollins picks Christian up, looking to hit a neckbreaker onto Christian, who is quick to counter as he pushes Rollins towards the ropes. Rollins bounces off the ropes, Christian ducks down, and Rollin’s is able to slow his momentum down and hit a huge neckbreaker onto Christian. Rollins goes for the pin.
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No there's a kickout by Christian who somehow survives. Rollin’s is getting heated at the referee's two count. The referee is telling him to calm down as Rollin’s begins to scream in Christians face: “I am Mr. Money in the Bank… I am not a loser, ya hear me?†Christian counters with a slap to the face. Rollin's face is red from anger. Rollins begins to pummel right on top of Christian. The referee has to separate them as Christian is down on the ground.
Tazz: This Seth Rollins is a ravage pitbull!
William Regal: Yeah but he is not hairy nor does he slobber on you.
Rollins looks at Christian who is down. The fans boo as Rollins taunts and grabs Christians head and is about to hit the blackout, but all of a sudden Christian grabs him, and he rolls him up.
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No Rollins kicks out. Rollins is out of it. Rollins leans himself against the turnbuckle post as Christian charges and hits the clothesline against the post on Rollins. Rollins is looking out of it as he stands in the middle of the ring. Christian bounces off the ropes and he hits a nice shoulder shove as the fans cheer like crazy and Christian begins to feed off this.
Joey Styles: Christian is feeling it.
Christian is hyping up the fans as he backs up against the turnbuckle stalking and waiting for his chance to hit the spear, Rollins gets up as Christian charges at him with the spear. Rollins is quick to move out of the way as Christian collides headfirst with the turnbuckle. Rollins bounces off the ropes and attempts to hit a flying knee. Christian he ducks as Rollins whiffs it. Christian grabs the head of Rollins and nails a inverted DDT onto Rollins. Christian goes for a quick cover.
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Rollins manages to roll his shoulder, which entices another chorus of boos . Christian gets up as he stomps on Rollins a little bit. Christian picks up Rollins as he hits a couple of shoulder shoves. Christian whips Rollins to the turnbuckle. Christian is stalking as he slaps Rollins a couple more times, before stepping back and nailing a standing enzurguri on Rollins. Rollins is laid out on the mat, as Christian circles like a buzzard. He drops back into the turnbuckle again. Rollins finally makes his way to his feet and Christian charges; nailing the spear as the crowd is going nuts. Christian covers!
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Styles: Can you believe this? How in the hell did he kick out of that?
Christian is back on Rollins as he mounts him, reining down hard rights and lefts. Christian slaps his chest, as he pulls Rollins up to his feet. He bounces him off the ropes and waits for the return putting his head down for a backdrop; but is met by a huge kick from Rollins to the head. Christian is reeling as Rollins is now on the attack. Nailing elbows and lefts as Christian is trying whatever possible to defend. Rollins has Christian backed up to the ropes as he goes for a irish whip. Christian on the rebound is caught with a huge knee to the stomach as he's doubled over to the mat. Rollins quickly follows suit with a superkick, ala his FCW days. He quickly covers.
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Rollins slaps his hands against the mat frustrated. He exits the ring onto the apron as he waits for Christian to make his way to his feet.
Taz: Whatever he's thinking right here, it's not going to be good for Christian!
Rollins springboards over the top rope, and connects with the springboard clothesline on Christian.
Rollins throws his hands up, yelling at the crowd that he's going to finish this once and for all. Christian is down on one knee now as he tries to shake the cobwebs out of his head. Rollins bounces off the ropes and prepares to attempt to hit Blackout again; but Christian counters with a swift punch to the gut of Rollins. He follows it with another to the abs. Christian is back on his feet and grabs Rollins arms and turns him around. KILLSWITCH! Christian covers!
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Christian crawls his way over on his knees and grabs the ref's uniform. Pleading that it was a three count. The ref says no! Christian unhands the referee and turns to redirect his attention to his opponent, but when he does, Seth connects with the Avada Kedavra superkick as Christian goes down and Rollins covers.
Joey Styles: Is it over?
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DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, Seth Rollins!
Seth celebrates his first win in weeks with great excitement, when suddenly, someone rushes the ring and slides into it under the bottom rope.
Joey Styles: That's Tyson Kidd!
William Regal: What in the blazes is he doing out here?
Rollins turns around and walks right into a Standing Code Blue. After impact, Kidd stands over Rollins, staring a hole through him as the arena is alive with boos. It isn't long before they're given a reason to boo more intensely as they are soon joined by Vince Russo as he walks out onto the stage.
Vince Russo: I told you what would happen if you failed again. I warned you that things were only going to get worse, and they're about to. I've found someone that isn't going to let me down, someone that I can count on to get the job done. And my first assignment for him is to get rid of you, Seth. That's why at Summerslam it's going to be Seth Rollins vs. Tyson Kidd!
The crowd boos as a smile appears on the face of Vince Russo as well as Tyson Kidd as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL FOUR
Big thanks to Fetter and Chase for helping out natlav and I this week!
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DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Umaga and Derrick Bateman are both starting off the match for their respective teams as Bateman looks slightly nervous squaring off against the Samoan Bulldozer. Trish is at ringside cheering on for Umaga as Bateman runs up and tries to go for a shoulder block but isn't able to move the big man. Umaga just stares at Bateman as Bateman backs up and charges at Umaga again and hits a second shoulder block but Umaga still doesn't move. Umaga then snorts out his displeasure as Bateman backs up and charges at Umaga once again but Umaga goes for a clothesline which Bateman ducks, Bateman bounces off the ropes and runs up to Umaga and hits a dropkick, losing his balance but doesn't fall down. Bateman gets up and hits another dropkick and knocks down the big Samoan! Bateman looks pleased to have done that as Umaga slowly gets himself to his feet but Bateman goes behind him and executes a Russian leg sweep. Bateman then goes onto the apron as he looks at Umaga and goes for a springboard legdrop but Umaga moves out of the way. Umaga is already signalling for the Samoan Spike and approaches Bateman with it but Bateman jumps in the air and executes a hurricarana onto Umaga!
Taz: Wow I think Derrick Bateman just saved himself from a brutal shot of Umaga's! The kid's lucky there.
Umaga rolls near his corner and looks shocked that Bateman just pulled that off as he looks to his corner and tags in The Rock into the match! The Rock is getting a mixed reaction as he enters the ring and look at Bateman with wide eyes. Bateman seems to have butterflys in his stomach as they circle each other around the ring and Bateman tries to go for a takedown but the Rock keeps him grounded. The Rock shoves Bateman away and goes for a running clothesline but Bateman ducks under and hits a few swift shots to the head, then goes for a roundhouse kick but The Rock catches it, releases the leg and hits a huge heymaker onto Bateman. Bateman backs up a few paces as The Rock walks up and kicks Bateman in the gut and executes a snap DDT onto Bateman! Stratus starts to cheer for her man as The Rock goes for the cover..
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And Fandango breaks the cover. The Rock has a staredown with Fandango, Fandango giving the Rock a creepy look as he backs away gracefully with The Rock giving him a raised eyebrow but gets distracted enough as Bateman jumps onto The Rock's back and gets him into the sleeper hold! Bateman looks to be struggling with all of his power to try and take out The Rock but The Rock stands there rolling his eyes, appearing to not even being affected from the hold as he grabs Bateman's arm and throws him over his shoulder. Bateman his holding onto his back in comfort as he tries to crawl to his corner but The Rock grabs onto his foot and denies him the opportunity. Bateman develops a funny look as he tries to reach his corner while crying out, but then turns around and kicks The Rock in the head as he jumps to his corner and tags in Sting into the match!
Styles: Here comes 'The Icon' ladies and gentleman! Things are going to get serious real quick!
Sting storms into the ring as he runs up and nails several quick rights to The Rock as The Rock is trying to defend himself from them, but is uable to as Sting knocks him down completely and lands some mounted punches. Sting gets up now as Umaga comes charging at Sting but Sting ducks the attack and lands some rights onto Umaga. Umaga knees Sting in the gut as he goes for the Samoa Drop but Sting slips behind him and nails a neckbreaker onto Umaga! The Rock is up now and hits a quick shot onto Sting, then another hit to the head as Sting looks to be confused a bit now but The Rock isn't giving him any breathing space as he nails a VICIOUS running clothesline onto Sting! The Rock gets up now and starts to yell to himself as he's looking to get a Rock Bottom into Sting already. Sting is getting to his feet as The Rock lunges at Sting and goes for The Rock Bottom but Sting elbows The Rock in the head a couple of times then knees him in the gut as he goes for the Scorpion Death Drop and nails it! The crowd loves it as Sting goes for the cover.
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And Umaga breaks up the pin! Sting shoots up to his feet as he's pissed off now at Umaga. Umaga doesn't look to be pleased that his authority is being challanged as they start to exchange punches now as CM Punk and Homicide enters and the three starts to beat down on Sting but Fandango, Rhino and Derrick Bateman all enters the ring and all 8 men are now brawling inside the ring. Bateman throws out Homicide, Rhino and CM Punk both leave the ring and eventually Fandango and Umaga roll out of the ring as Sting and The Rock are left standing after the mini brawl and they are both looking at each other now. Both men are #1 Contenders in their matches for Summerslam but right now they want to prove their dominance over one another. Sting and The Rock both runs up and starts to exhange punches between each other once again, this time Sting seems to be getting the upper hand as he brings The Rock over to the corner and kicks him in the stomach then goes onto the turnbuckles as he hits The Rock with the 10 punches.
William: So much action happening at once. I mean look at the carnage outsid the ring!
Meanwhile outside the ring Homicide is brawling with Bateman, Rhino and CM Punk are going at it and Umaga and Fandango are exchanging blows. Umaga headbutts Fandango as Fandango goes onto his knees. Umaga and Trish both look under the ring as they end up pulling a table out of the ring as Trish sets it up as Umaga goes after Fandango but Fandango drives his fist into Umaga's gut. The referee tells everyone to get to their corners as Sting is ready to go for the DDT but The Rock lifts up Sting and rams him to the corner where he follows up with a series of shoulder thrusts. Everyone is back to their ring posts as The Rock is still laying waste to Sting with a series of punches and kicks, then whips him to the opposite corner where Sting crashes to the turnbuckles. Rock then runs up and goes for a running clothesline but ends up eating Sting's foot instead. Rock backs up a few steps as he runs back up to Sting but Sting steps up and hits the reverse atomic drop onto Rock, then brings him to the center of the ring and hits a running DDT onto The Rock! Sting then goes down covers Rock...
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And The Rock kicks out! The Rock takes a quick look at the ref and starts to argue with him about the count then turns his attention to Sting and lifts him up then nails the Spinebuster onto Sting! The Rock looks down at Sting as Trish Stratus is cheering from ringside. The face team is cheering on Sting as The Rock is signalling for The Rock Bottom again, waiting as Sting is slowly making his way up again. The Rock watches Sting very closely as Sting is up on his feet and Rock lunges at Sting, nailing The Rock Bottom! The Rock is fired up in the ring now as he is preparing for The People's Elbow as he throws his elbow pad to the crowd and runs towards the ropes, jumps over Sting and returns to him as he poses to the crowd then drops the elbow but Sting moves out of the way just in time, Rock crashing to the mat as Sting gets up and jumps to his corner as he tags in Fandango into the match!
Tazz: Oh my, here comes the International Champ Fandango!
Fandango enters the ring and takes down Rock with a fashy clothesline, then looks at the approaching Homicide as he hits a flashy discus punch onto him. CM Punk enters the ring and goes after Fandango himself but Fandango ducks the attack and quickly hits a classy Russian Leg Sweep onto Punk. Fandango gets up but gets Ambushed from Umaga as Umaga is hitting some shots to the back but Derrick Bateman jumps onto the apron and hits Umaga with a springboard missile dropkick! Rhino then comes in and helps clear the ring with Derrick Bateman as Fandango hits a punch to The Rock's head, trying to keep him at bay as The Rock is trying to get the upper hand over his opponent at Summerslam. Fandango has Rock on both knees as he's landing some roundhouse kicks to the shoulder of Rock, then spins around as he goes for a back kick to The Rock's forehead but Rock catches it and gets onto his feet, Rocky then throws Fandango's leg down ands hits a big heymaker to Fandango's face. Fandango checks on his face and sees that his nose is actually broken and there's a bit of blood on it. Fandango slowly turns around and his face suddenly evolves into a sea of red fury as Rock tries to go for another punch but Fandango no sells that. Rock looks to be a tad worried as Fandango lets out a shivering battlecry and takes down The Rock and starts to wail on him with mounted punches.
Regal: Poor bloke got his pretty face broken up, now he's taking his anger all out on The Rock.
Taz: Oh man he's going wild on The Rock now. I mean look at him go.
Fandango has a fire being ignited in his eyes as he picks up The Rock and throws him to the corner where he furiously lands some punches to Rock. Rock sits down at the corner where Fandango starts to hit some stomps onto Rock then places his foot onto Rock's face as he is applying some pressure to the head. The referee forces Fandango to let go eventually as Fandango back up a few steps, but doesn't want to stop there so he runs up to The Rock and boots him across the face. The Rock is laying by the ropes as Fandango is screaming out in fury now, wanting blood because The Rock wrecked his face. Maxine jumps onto the apron and tries to calm him down but Fandango tells her to shut up, clearly now lost his cool. Umaga though comes from behind and turns around Fandango and nails the Samoan Spike onto Fandango! Trish is smiling now as Maxine tries to go after her at ringside but the referee doesn't allow it. Meanwhile The Rock is back up and walks up to his corner and tags in Homicide into the match.
Styles: I think Fandango was a bit too involved in this match guys, and now he's pretty much knocked out from the Samoan Spike. Fandango's in real trouble now!
Homicide walks up to Fandango as he circles around him and begins to stomp onto him, not happy that he lost the main event last week on Anarchy. Homicide crouches down and starts to mock Fandango, then gets up and lands a couple of soccer kicks to the chest and back of Fandango. Fandango tries to get to his hands and knees but Homicide boots Fandango back down with his foot. Fandango is clearly getting pissed off now as Homicide walks up and begins to stomp onto Fandango's head. Homicide then drags Fandango to the center of the ring where he then climbs onto the top rope and jumps off it, landing a diving double stomp onto Fandango! Homicide is posing to the crowd now and yells down to Fandango, then picks him up and goes behind him, lifts Fandango up by the back and does the Da Cop Killa onto Fandango! Fandango looks to be down as Homcide goes for the cover..
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AND FANDANGO KICKS OUT! Homicide is the one now getting annoyed as he picks up up Fandango and tries to set Fandango up for the Gringo Cutter but Fandango shoves Homicide away from him. Homicide then snorts out loud as he turns around to face Fandango but Fandango quick hits Homicide with a spinning heel kick! Homicide is down now as Fandango goes onto one knee, trying to catch his breath. Fandango gets onto both feet as he looks at the heel team at the corner then picks up Homicide and nails the Swinging STO onto Homicide! Fandango then slowly climbs to the top rope as he's preparing to jump onto Homicide but Homicide runs up and tries to go for a quick superplex but Fandango shoves Homicide to the ground, still on his feet. Fandango then jumps at Homicide but Homicide sees it coming and executes the Gringo Cutter onto Fandango! Homicide is feeling it now as he picks up Fandango again and tries to go for Da Cop Killa once again but Fandango slips behind it, then both men rush at each other as they nail a double clothesline onto each other.
Taz: Both men are down! What's going to happen now?!
Homicide and Fandango are both slowly crawling towards their respective teammates as they try and tag someone into the match. CM Punk is the only man in his corner as Homicide reaches CM Punk and tags him into the match as Fandango is ready to tag Rhino into the match but Rock and Umaga both pull down Fandango's partners to ringside, preventing the tag! Fandango has a look of dispair on him as Punk runs up and boots Fandango on the back of the head. Meanwhile a brawl between the 5 men is happening at ringside as Homicide comes in and joins the brawl at ringside. Punk brings Fandango to the center of the ring where he starts to land some mounted punches and starts to mock Fandango, claiming that his title belongs to CM Punk soon. The Rock and Rhino are brawling near the annoncers table as Sting and Homicide are fighting on the exact oppsite side, Umaga is laying waste to Bateman somewhere in the middle as he slams Bateman onto the security barrier.
Regal: Oh dear this is getting brutal now. Why is there no order in this match?
Styles: Because this is Anarchy! There's no order needed!
Punk is in the center of the ring now bringing Fandango onto his feet as he nails a vicious DDT, driving Fandango's head to the ground! Punk then looks into the audience and starts to yell at them, saying how he's the best in the world as he picks up Fandango and his setting him up for the Go To Sleep but Fandango slips out and hits a Reverse DDT onto Punk instead. Meanwhile Rock and Rhino are fighting by the corner of the barrier as Rock slams Rhino's head onto the barrier, temporarily stunning Rhino as Rock rams Rhino onto the barrier. Rock then backs up a few paces and runs at Rhino but Rhino gets out of the way and Rock crashes to the barrier. Rhino the steps up several paces away as he looks at Rock with keen eyes and charges at Rocky, then lands a HUGE GORE as Rhino and The Rock crashes through the security barrier completely! The crowd is chanting "holy shit" as both men appear to be unconscious!
Taz: Holy shit! Did you see that?!
Bateman is down now at ringside as Umaga climbs onto the top turnbuckle and is prepared to jump onto Derrick Bateman from ringside with Trish holding him in place while Punk nails a low blow onto Fandango and executes a vertical suplex onto Fandango. Umaga is ready to jump as Sting appears out of nowhere and shoves Umaga off the top turnbuckles, crashing nearby while crushing Stratus between him and the barricade! Umaga and Stratus are both down completely as Sting appears to be content that he left his mark on Umaga but Homicide climbs onto the rope behind Sting and looks behind him where the table is at, puts Sting onto his back while hooking both arms as he looks behind him a final time, jumps off the ropes and lands onto the table at ringside with Da Cop Killa!!
Joey Styles: OH MY GOD!!
Regal: For the love of God somebody check up on these people. Everyone seems to be seriously hurt in this match!
Taz: Hey come on baby, this is Anarchy we're talking about. This ain't for the weak of heart!
CM Punk is watching the madness unfold as he picks up Fandango once again and nails the Go To Sleep onto Fandango! Punk looks to be finally relieved that he has this match in the bag but Derrick Bateman comes climbing onto the apron holding onto a chair, jumps from the ropes and hits CM Punk on the back with a Van Terminator! Punk is down now as the crowd is going wild. Bateman helps Fandango up but Fandango pushes him away and starts to yell at him. Bateman asks what's wrong and Fandango points his finger to his broken nose and say's that's what's wrong. Bateman starts to giggle as Fandango tells him to get out of the ring so he can finish his match, to which Bateman shrugs his shoulders and leaves the ring. Fandango then turns around and sees Punk but Punk rises up quickly and gets Punk into a small package..
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
Taz: Wait what?
Styles: CM PUNK PINNED THE CHAMP! HE PINNED THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!
Winners of the match: The Rock, Umaga, CM Punk, and Homicide!
The crowd is firing off massive amounts of heat now as CM Punk quickly retreats from the ring as Fandango can't believe what just happened. Punk is walking up the steps now as the referee is holding out his hand in victory. Bateman rushes into the ring with Maxine as they all check up on Fandango, who appears to be mad as hell now. A bunch of medical personel is running up and is seeing everyone that's still down from the vicious match that was just witnessed.
Styles: Bodies everyone ladies and gentleman, I wonder who's going to make it to Summerslam in one piece after next week's episode?
Regal: Well I guess we will find out after Anarchy ladies and gentleman. Hopefully Anarchy's superstars will actually be able to particiapate in their matches without getting too seriously hurt.
Taz: This is crazy guys. What kind of wreckage will we witness next week? Well tune into Anarchy next week to find out. See you all next week on Anarchy!
The last shot is CM Punk signalling that he's going to win the International Title by doing the waist gesture to Fandango as Fandango is barely able to keep his anger bottled up, all while a bunch of the wrestlers, including Trish Stratus, is being checked up on by medical staff as stretchers are now being seen coming down to the ring.
CREDITS
Tyson Kidd and Natalya promo- CliqueClacks
Hardy vs. Moore, first half of Rollins/Christian, LAX promo- Chase
Most of Ziggler/Saturn, second half of Rollins/Christian, Goldberg promo- MrFetter
MDDD promo- CaptainxBumout
Hardy/Hurricane segment- The Hoov
Eight man tag main event- natlav
Finish of Ziggler/Saturn, finish of Rollins/Christian, putting show together- Chris Dresden
CONFIRMED FOR SUMMERSLAM
Ironman Championship
Triple Threat 60-Minute Ironman Match
Homicide(c) vs. Perry Saturn vs. Dolph Ziggler
Seth Rollins vs. Tyson Kidd
[video=youtube;yPNFVj-pISU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPNFVj-pISU[/video]
The crowd go crazy as the Anarchy theme plays and pyro goes off inside the sold out arena. The camera quickly pans the crowd and then up the ramp as the pyro continues to shoot out of everywhere imaginable before the camera pans over to the commentary table where Joey Styles, Taz, and William Regal are sitting by.
Taz: Good evening ladies and gents and welcome to another edition of Wednesday Night Anarchy. I'm the "Human Suplex Machine" Taz.
Joey Styles: And by his side is the well-known "Voice of Extreme" Joey Styles.
William Regal: And rounding out the trio is the English gentleman, William Regal.
Taz: Fellas, we're only eleven days away from the biggest party of the summer, and the closer we get the higher the heat gets cranked up around here!
Joey Styles: And for an example of just that, look no farther than tonight's card. Making his debut tonight is one of Anarchy's newest signings, the "Instant Classic" Christian as he takes on a man that needs a big win after his luck as of late, the Money in the Bank briefcase holder Seth Rollins.
William Regal: And we've arrived to the finals of the Ironman Championship Tournament, gents. After tonight, we'll know who's facing Homicide for the belt at Summerslam when Perry Saturn and Dolph Ziggler go head-to-head.
Taz: And what a main event we've got on our hands. It's a stacked Summerslam preview as the number one contender to the International Championship The Rock teams up with the Extreme Champion Umaga, the Ironman Champion Homicide, and the "Best in the World" CM Punk to take on the International Champion Fandango, the "Fro'd Crusader" Bate Man, the "War Machine" Rhino, and the number one contender to the Extreme Championship the "Icon" Sting. Whew, what a mouthful!
Joey Styles: But coming up next, we've got another debut ready to get underway as the "Charismatic Enigma" Jeff Hardy takes on Shannon Moore!
[video=youtube;2sNZLD5fxqY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sNZLD5fxqY[/video]
Tazz: I dunno, Joe, it's lookin' like we might have a different debut on our hands!
Joey Styles: It...it can't be, can it? He hasn't been seen in years in a ring for any promotion. Why now? Why here?
William Regal: I don't know but if it is him, this brand as well as this promotion is about to be put on serious notice!
The camera cuts backstage to a locker room door, surrounded by amply supplied security guards, as dragging seconds pass by before it swings open; revealing Goldberg himself. He's donning blue jeans and a leather Harley jacket; biker gloves cover his hands. He glances both ways & stares the guards down, not saying a single word. He turns & makes his way to the gorilla position as he's flanked on both sides. He passes catering, & climbs the steel steps leading up behind the curtain as the camera cuts back to a frontal stage position; a shower of sparks emitting from both sides as Goldberg like a great legendary warrior stands within them. The crowd is going nuts.
They simmer down as he walks forward, letting out his trademark bellow as smoke flows heavily from his mouth. He waits anxiously at the entrance to the ramp, as fans are going crazy; excited to see their favorite wrestler was back here before them in the business they loved. He brings one arm up as pyro blasts off behind him. He follows suit with his other arm to the same effect; as he looks into the camera & audibly yells I'm Back! He proceeds to make his way down the ramp, as adorning fans reach out to touch him, but he grazes by as he arrives at the foundation of the steel steps; climbing them & entering into the ring through the middle rope. His music slowly begins to fade as a crew member from outside the ring hands him a mic. He basks in the crowd's approval as they chant his name over & over. Their voices are harmonious across the arena it's self. GOLDBERG! GOLBERG! GOLDBERG!
He raises his mic to finally speak.
"So this.....is the UWF?"
The crowd erupts as they serenade him with more Goldberg chants. He takes a few more seconds then continues.
You know...it's been awhile since I've stepped into a ring to not only compete; but to speak in front of so many fans such as yourself who just like myself love this business & every aspect of this business. DAMN does it feel great to be back where I belong, in the center of my ring! My one true passion.
The crowd roars in approval.
As I was walking backstage, I kept getting weird looks from staff & the boys in back like they seen a ghost. Men who stand tall & proud sulked against the wall & let me pass. Whispers from catering, from camera crews, from production. They know when a champion is in their presence & the respect that I've earned in this business throughout my career will always follow me; my reputation defines everything I've done in my career.
You see I never had any true intentions of making a return to compete in this ring. I had mulled it over time & time again through my head; and spoke with my family on the matter. It wasn't until I was sitting in my office at my customs auto garage that I received a phone call that would coax me into at least being here tonight. I didn't recognize the number coming through my cell phone so I took it as a telemarketer; I was close it was someone as annoying as a telemarketer in Vince Russo.
The crowd responds with a chorus of boo's for Russo
A lot of people know that Vince Russo & myself go back quite a few years to our World Championship Wrestling days. You see, I never really could stand Vince Russo as not only a writer or booker; but I couldn't stand Vince Russo as a human being. You can kind of paint a picture of where I'm going with this, that it was a unpleasant surprise to find this man at the other end of the line, pitching this concept of a return into my ear. He informed me that he was now General Manager of a brand in the Ultimate Wrestling Federation called Anarchy; and he wanted me on his roster, to save another one of Vince Russo's products.
I leaned back in my chair, as I pondered such a request from a man who I owed nothing to. I hadn't stepped into a ring in many years; cause I was well chronicled that I would NEVER work for that scum bag Vincent Kennedy McMahon ever again. I even found myself fielded a few calls from Dixie Carter over at Total Nonstop Action but decided against such a career choice because I don't want to downgrade my career for a over hyped independent federation like TNA.I had the itch to get back in to the business, to get back in this ring to compete & to win more championship gold. To be a respectable champion that this company so desperately needs.
Guys like Christian, Edge, Umaga, Johnny Curtis? I mean hell that last one I haven't even heard of. He's a champion in this business? They may call themselves World Champions; or they may claim that they deserve the next shot, that THEY deserve to be on the top of this business. The only one who DESERVES World Championship gold is the man who stands before you, in this ring. The ONLY man who has held a winning streak of 173 victories before the backstage politics of Kevin Nash, of Eric Bischoff & of Vince Russo took what was rightfully mine. I'm back not to satisfy the whim of a arrogant booker who wants a huge match for Wrestlemania against someone like The Rock or Brock Lesnar.
The crowd pops for the mention of The Rock & Brock Lesnar.
I know, I know you guys are huge Rocky & Lesnar fans. I get it. At the same time you are the same fans who worshiped & adored a wannabe rapper from the suburbs of Boston. A guy who was only able to perform five moves in the middle of the ring but you guys ate that shit up. Christ, what did this business become? The reason I took Vince Russo's offer to come back to this business & to the Ultimate Wrestling Federation is to bring reputation & respect back to the one thing I love.
Another pop for Goldberg, even after he insulted them.
So..UWF fans..You maybe wondering Whose NEXT?
He lowers his mic, as the crowd responds with a HUGE Whose Next? Chant. He pulls the mic back up and stares into the camera
.....ANARCHY IS NEXT!
He throws the mic to the mat as his music blares over the PA System. He throws his hands up in the air, letting out his trademark bellow once again. He smirks as he looks back into the camera & points mouthing the words "You're Next" knowing the boys backstage were watching. He makes his exit from the ring and makes his way slowly back up the ramp, arriving back towards the entrance. He stops; as the fans are still going crazy. Turning his body as he looks back over his shoulder at the crowd, he runs his hands through his goatee and smirks before finally exiting through the curtain as Anarchy heads to its first commercial.
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COMMERCIAL ONE
The International Champion vs. The People's Champion
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Homicide, and Hernandez are shown in the back watching TV as Hernandez, and Homicide are eating
Homicide: Yo, homie be quiet trying to watch Telemundo.
Hernandez: I am just saying I don’t understand how we are not the number one contenders for the UWF Tag team titles. Did that loss to the double dragons really cost us that much?
Homicide: Look dude we lost one match as a team. Uno in case you ain’t understanding. Look bro I know you take this hard , and that’s good man. It shows how damn dedicated you are, but let me tell you what bro tonight I will beat those Modern day double gringos in the eight man tag match, and after that people will know for sure L.A.X is fo real.
Hernandez: Gracias Amigo.
All of a sudden Konan walks ups and he begins to speak
Konan: Holadey Que pasas, how my dawgs doing?
Homicide: Good ese’.
Konan: Ey’ Homicide shouldn’t you be watching who will be facing you for your Ironman title. I mean you have to defend that badboy at Summerslam against one of those Gringo’s.
Homicide looks at Konan as he begins to talk
Homicide: Ey, Ey, Ey relax ese’. I ain’t afraid of any of those Gringos I have to face come Summerslam. I mean Konan let’s look at it this way I will be facing either a dude who is love with a mop, or some pretty boy showoff. I mean in all honestly why should I be afraid of a dude who loves a mop… I mean come on Konan he loves a mop fool. Dude is no threat to me, and as for Dolph Ziggler why should I be afraid of him? Knowing my luck he might take Summerslam off to relax and rest his tired body. So really Konan I am fine you know I am in ring shape to go 30 minutes at Summerslam. Besides Marias De Portes is on.
L.A.X is watching the telmundoas they are watching there favorite Latino Soap Opera former pro wrestler Mark Jindrak appears on the screen. This cause L.A.X to sit there and watch him with his butchered Spanish. This causes Hernandez to go in a rage, and go and break the TV.
Homicide: Yo I ain’t paying for that fool.
Hernandez: This is sickening… Even in our own country they have gringoized our soap operas. I can no longer take this, soon these D- List Gringo actors will be a bigger deal then us Latinos… I can’t take it this is making me so frustrated.
Konan: Breathe Hernandez. This is a prime example of the Gringo mentalitly here in this world now a days, and don’t worry homie we will end it soon. Hey Homicide dawg go warm up and get ready. Just because your in an eight man tag match dosen’t mean you can just act lazy. You’re a representative of the Latino American Xchange, you’re the Ironman champion. Ese’ I know you’re not worried for your opponent at Summerslam, but fool you need to show everybody here what we are all about. You’re representing us and we need you to do so tonight.
Homicide gets up from his chair and begins to talk to Konan
Homicide: You’re right bro. I do need to get up and start stretching. Yo just tell Hernandez I ain’t paying for the TV though.
Homicide leaves the room as Hernandez still looks upset as Konan tries to calm him down as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
As the opening bell rings, the camera pans to the ring where Christy Hemme is standing by, ready to do the introductions for the first match.
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Anarchy is about to get more extreme, because the lights darken and purples and greens surround the stage area. Suddenly, a forgotten riff fills the PA system and the crowd loses its mind!
"So you see the writing on the waaaaaalllll..."
[video=youtube;VlmGozaoTXU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VlmGozaoTXU[/video]
The music of Jeff Hardy hits and the crowd goes crazy! The charismatic enigma strolls out onto the staged, dressed in his unusual way as always. Jeff seems disinterested at first, even with the response, but then he bursts out with energy and throws his arms out; yelling to the crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. The "Charismatic Enigma", Jeff Hardy!
He dances on the stage, and throws up the Gunz taunt, before jogging down the ramp towards the ring. Jeff high fives the fans ringside that love him so much, while he makes his way down.
Jeff smiles and then begins to run, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He jogs over to the far side of the ring and climbs the second turnbuckle hitting his older pose. The crowd pop as Hardy nods his head in agreement with the crowd. He gets down and prepares for his match as Christy gets ready to continue her introductions.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
[video=youtube;iirK3WO5ixQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iirK3WO5ixQ[/video]
The crowd is confused as an unfamiliar theme comes over the PA system. After a few bars of "Chicken Huntin'", a man walks out sporting facepaint and a mohawk. It turns out to be Matt Hardy Version 1's MFer Shannon Moore, out by himself sans Matt and Reby.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy-five pounds. He is the "Prince of Punk", Shannon Moore!
He runs down the ramp and hops onto the apron. He then scales the turnbuckle and lets out a scream.
The crowd doesn't know what to make of all this as the match gets underway.
DING DING!
Jeff Hardy and Shannon Moore look at each other as the fans cheer for Hardy like crazy. Hardy and Moore lock up against each other and Shannon Moore gets the back of Jeff Hardy. Moore goes as he pushes Jeff against the ropes and rolls through going for a quick pin.
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No Jeff Hardy kicks out of the pin. Moore gets out of the move quickly and he applies a head lock towards Jeff as Moore looks to be in control of the match so far. Jeff is down on the mat as Moore still holds the headlock onto Jeff. Jeff then begins to feel a slip into Moore’s hold as he begins to get back up. Jeff elbows Moore in the gut three times as Moore feels the pain and he backs up into the ropes. Moore recovers quickly as he charges at Jeff, but Jeff ducks under the clothesline. Moore whiffs the clothesline and he turns to get caught by a neckbreaker by Jeff. Jeff goes quick and doesn’t waste time as he does a flipping kick on the down Moore.
Tazz: Man Jeff hasn’t missed a beat.
William Regal: Tazz the man is a former World Champion, he isn’t going to just come back and absolutely suck.
Hardy goes as he is hyped to be back and the fans are excited for him. Jeff goes as he picks up Moore, Jeff throws Moore into the turnbuckle. Jeff then gets on top of the turnbuckle as he starts to pound on Moore a bunch of times. The fans cheer as Moore clearly looks dazed and confused. Jeff does some more poses as the fans cheer like crazy as Jeff is super hyped of being here in front of the crowd. Moore still woozy goes towards Jeff, as Jeff grabs Moore and he hits him with his trademark faceplant suplex. Moore looks loopy after that move, and Jeff goes to grab Moore for the pin, but the loopy Moore rolls out of the ring as the fans boo like crazy for the move Moore just pulled.
Joey Styles: Shannon Moore just needs to get out of there the charismatic enigma is on fire!
All of a sudden the crowd comes alive as you see Jeff Hardy just crash on top of Moore.
Joey Styles: Oh my God! Jeff Hardy just went airbourne!
Tazz: He is going to be doing that every Wednesday Night only here on Anarchy.
As Moore and Hardy are laid out we see a replay of what Jeff Hardy just did. As the screen goes back to full we see Jeff get up and scream once more as the fans are going crazy for him right now. Jeff goes as he picks up Moore and throws him back in the ring. Jeff goes as he enters the ring as Moore is getting up. Jeff enters the ring, but it seems like Moore has recovered. Jeff enters the ring, but Moore catches him with a spinning heel kick right into the face of Jeff Hardy. Jeff drops from it as the loopy Moore goes for the cover.
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No Jeff Hardy kicks out of the move. Moore goes as he gets up and starts leaning up against the ropes. Moore begins to stomp on Jeff as the fans boo. The referee tells him to stop and Moore reluctantly does, as he begins to taunt the fans. Moore goes as he awaits Jeff to get up. The fans are booing as Jeff is up and Moore charges at him for a swinging neckbreaker, but Jeff ducks, and run towards the turnbuckle. Jeff gets to the top and he hits a huge whisper in the wind.
Joey Styles: What a move by Jeff Hardy!
Jeff goes on as he begins to get fired up as he awaits for Shannon Moore to get up. Moore is getting up as Jeff kicks him in the gut as he has his head hooked for the Twist of fate, Moore though pushes Hardy near the ropes. Jeff’s back is against the ropes, but he is able to turn it around. Jeff looks to hit the Twist of fate. Jeff goes and turns but Matt pulls the legs underneath of Moore causing Jeff to just fall to the ground, Moore recovers from his slip as he charges at Jeff Hardy with swinging neckbreaker, and it connects right on Jeff.
Tazz: Oh come on that’s not fair Jeff had this in the bag
William Regal: Maybe Jeff should find some friends who are willing to help him out in a match.
Moore goes as he hooks the leg, and the referee begins to count.
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No Jeff Hardy kicks out again. This upsets Moore a lot as he begins arguing with the referee. Shannon is getting angrier and angrier as time goes on when all of a sudden Moore gets turned around and gets hit with a twist of Fate. Jeff now takes off his shirt as the fans cheer like crazy because they know what is next. Jeff goes as he climbs the top rope. Jeff does his screaming and hits the swanton bomb right on Shannon Moore. Jeff Hardy goes for the cover.
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Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, the Charasmatic Enigma Jeff Hardy!
After the bell rings, Jeff has his hand raised by the referee. His music is playing over the PA system and the crowd is cheering loudly.
Styles: What a win for "The Charismatic Enigma"!
All of a sudden, his music is cut off. The crowd and Jeff are both confused. After a few moments, Jeff's brother Matt Hardy Version 1 emerges on the stage, dressed in a black trenchcoat. He outstretches his arms, closes his eyes and smiles.
Tazz: It's Matt Hardy!
Regal: He hasn't been heard from in weeks!
Jeff looks out to the stage with a confused look still across his face. He doesn't notice a person slide in behind him.
Styles: Is that who I think it is?!
It indeed is as it turns out to be The Hurricane.
Jeff goes to turn around and, as he does, Hurricane grabs him by the throat, hoists him up and plants him with a devastating chokeslam! Matt then walks down the ramp towards the ring, still with his arms outstretched.
Regal: What in the bloody hell is going on here?!
The Hurricane stares down at Jeff as Matt enters the ring and Shannon is just getting to his feet. As he does, Hurricane and Matt both hold up his arms as the crowd boos. Hurricane drops his arm and backs away from him. As Matt continues to hold his arm high, Hurricane nails Shannon with a low blow. Shannon doubles over in pain and, as he does, Matt hooks him and connects with a Twist of Fate. Matt then turns his attention to his brother who is still feeling the effects of that chokeslam. Matt drops down to his knees and pulls a microphone out of his pants pocket.
Tazz: Shannon Moore AND Jeff Hardy are both down!
Matt grabs Jeff by the hair and lifts the microphone to his mouth with the other.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Welcome Home, brother.
Matt drops the microphone and Jeff's head. Hurricane places a hand on Matt's shoulder as Matt stretches his arms out wide once more.
Styles: Where has Matt Hardy been? And why did he assault his own brother like this?!
Tazz: Only Matt knows, Joey.....and maybe now The Hurricane too.
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COMMERCIAL TWO
The Extreme Champion vs. The Extreme Icon
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I video of Tyson Kidd & Natalya pops up on the titantron, as the two appear to not be at the arena, however at a nearby hotel.
Tyson Kidd has a cocky grin on his face as he looks into the camera.
Tyson Kidd
This week I was a little concerned, I was concerned for our network, because without me on the show, the ratings would fall drastically, but thankfully, since I am a company man, I'm here for each and every one of you. I must not understand American logic, because last week, I not only beat a former World Champion, I made him tap out. The week before that, I ended Triple H's career. So to leave me off of Anarchy is just a bad move on managements part, I'm money, I'm the reason any of you fat slobs buy a ticket to the show. To see me! The Crown Prince of Anarchy, Tyson Kidd. I'm not here to sit and complain, I'm here to talk about what happened last week, CM Punk, thank you my friend, although I could and was about to do it myself, I still want to thank you. A lot of you at home are probably confused as to why I would thank an American, it's simple, CM Punk isn't like you Americans, he doesn't drink, he doesn't do drugs, he works hard to get where he's at. Unlike all of you. Many of you have probably never accomplished any thing in your lives. So you can buy a ticket and chant that I suck all night long, it doesn't change the fact that I get paid to do something you can't do but have always wanted to do. So go ahead, chant USA, it won't throw off my game plan, I still am I going to do what I set out to do, and that's be the best thing in this company. I'm on my way, the office may be blind to it right now, but before you know it, I'll be on top, and every single one of you will still carry on with your stupid chants saying that I suck, well ask men like Triple H and Rhino how bad I suck! Last week I made Rhino tap and the week before that I ended Triple H's career. Go ask them how bad I suck, or go chant USA in their faces. None of you have realized it yet, but I'm the real deal. Any of the fans that feel the need to heckle either myself or my now fiance Nattie, I dare any of you to climb that guard rail and hop in the ring with either of us. Every single one of you needs to learn some respect. You need to respect greatness, each and every week you're seeing history in the making, a star becoming a legend, greatness meeting destiny. In fifty years, you're just going to tell your fat grand-kids that you watched Tyson Kidd at an Anarchy show, and they won't believe you because I will go down as the greatest wrestler to ever step foot through those ropes. I am a hall of famer in the making and I know it makes every single one of you sick and you know what it should. I am treated like Royalty in Canada! When I come down to the states I get spit on and boo'd, and why is that? It's because you all know that I'm not only better than you, but I'm better than all of your favorites, and instead of admitting it, you would rather hate me. You want to know what's the worst? I don't even get praise from the boys in the back, because they're just like all of you, unintelligent, drugged up slobs that don't know talent when they see it. Why even bother going out there and busting my ass each and every week for all of you, if none of you respect it? That's simple, it's to piss every single one of you off. As much as you all hate me, I hate every one of you even more. That doesn't just go for you cretins in the audience either, that goes for all the boys in the back. I know you hate me, why not right? I have more talent then all of them, I have the woman of their dreams on my arm, not to mention I'm damn handsome too. By the way, why don't we all get a good long look at Nattie right now, as you can see how she's dressed, we've been celebrating my win all week.
The crowd boo's as the couple begins to kiss on the titantron. When they finally break the kiss, Tyson stands up and walks out of the view of the camera, leaving Natalya by herself to speak to the camera. To prevent all of the "Woo's" from the crowd, she quickly covers her lingerie clad body with a blanket, which stops the men's chants dead in their tracks.
Natalya Neidhart
You know, I must say, ever since Tyson and I have arrived here in UWF, he's a completely different man, he has this new energy about, a new way he conducts himself. I kinda like it. There's this new found cockiness about him that just turns me on, I've known him for around ten years, but lately he's just been on fire. He's never looked better in his life. This is just a warning to everybody on that roster, like he said, he's not one to be messed with or overlooked. He won't be over shadowed for long. He has what it takes to headline any show, he can carry not only this brand, but all of UWF, we're just waiting for his time to come, but until then, he's just going to do what he does best. Look at last week for example, Tysons' confidence is what won that match. He made a former World Champion tap out in only his third match on Anarchy. That's huge! Now, if you don't mind, we're going to get back to celebrating.
As Natalya finishes that sentence, Tyson comes back into view, superkicking the camera man, leaving the camera on the ground, sideways. Now with the camera only picking up Natalya and Tysons' feet, all the crowd can see are the two standing by each other before Natalyas' top is tossed onto the camera, making the titantron go black. The men in the crowd let out a roar, before the live feed from their hotel is cut off, you can hear Natalya let out a "Yeah Baby!". The production team quickly cuts off the video as the crowd boos. Things now return to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following match is scheduled for one fall! introudcing first...
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Hemme: Standing at 6'0, weighing 213 lbs. From Hollywood Florida! Dolph Ziggler!
Dolph Ziggler’s entrance music blares out of the speakers, and the crowd bursts in thunderous boo’s. After the drums kicks in, Ziggler makes his way out onto the stage. Ziggler, as cocky as he can be, struts over to the end of the stage as he does his signature spin, with his back now facing the cameras. Ziggler shakes his hips, as he faces the cameras once again, continuing his entrance down the ramp, soaking in the boos from the fans. Ziggler makes his way past the ramp, as he walks over to the side of the ring. Ziggler slides on the apron, as he goes to enter the ring, before stopping and sitting on the middle rope, staring at the fans. Ziggler enters the ring as he jumps on the middle turnbuckle, soaking in the fan’s boos once again, with a smirk across his face. Ziggler hops off the turnbuckle as his music fades out
Hemme: ....AND His Opponent!
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, HEAD
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPPY
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, TERRI
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPHEAD
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Hemme: Standing 5'10 at 241 lbs. From Boston Massachusetts! Perry Saturn!
The crowd ain't waiting a fairly long time as Perry Saturn runs out onto the middle of the stage. He stops in the middle of the ramp, Moppy in his hands as he waves to the fans with his free hand. Terry slowly slings Moppy over his shoulder. Suddenly, the cheers get even louder as Terri Runnels is seen coming from behind the curtain as well. Saturn waits for Terri as the fans cheer the duo. They slowly make their way down the ramp, slowly walking around the ring until they reach the stairs. Perry slides in the ring as Terri slowly climbs up the steps, leaving Perry in the ring to lean Moppy in the corner. He leans in and gives her a kiss as Terri has now got into the ring. Terry stares across at Ziggler as Terri plays to the crowd. Ziggler blindsides from behind and knocks Terri into Saturn as she is dropped to the mat. The ref helps her out the ring as the bell rings & this match is underway!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Saturn is quickly on the offensive going after Ziggler, who quickly rolls out of the ring, turning his back to the ropes; giving off a cocky smirk of his accomplishment. His eyes grow big as Saturn reaches over the top rope, grabbing Ziggler by the hair, and pulling him up on the apron. Saturn delivers huge chops across the chest of Ziggler, as the thud can be heard across the arena. Another chop, another chop, followed by yet again another chop. Ziggler's knees begin to buckle from he abuse he's taking. Saturn pulls Ziggler over the ropes, who comes down hard to the mat. Saturn follows with a couple swift kicks to the head, but is still highly distracted by the thought of making sure Terri is alright.
Taz: You Know I'm not sure if this is the guy Ziggler really wanted to piss off. He's going to town on him right now!
Styles: Do you blame him? He ASSAULTED a woman!
Saturn leans over the ropes, as the ref's are now helping Terri towards the back. Ziggler ever the opportunist connects with a hard arm across the back of the neck of Saturn. He connects with a hard right, as Saturn backs his way into the turnbuckle, where the assault from Ziggler keeps coming. Hard lefts and rights follow. A swift kick to the gut connects, as Saturn drops into a sitting position against the bottom rung. Ziggler smirks as the crowd answers with a chorus of boos. Ziggler turns back his attention to Saturn who is slowly using the ropes to bring himself back to a standing position. He runs at Saturn and brings the knee up, connecting hard to the head, as Saturn teeters before falling frontwards to the mat. Ziggler quickly covers.
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Saturn rolls his shoulder up before the ref's hand comes down for the three, so this match continues!
Regal: A close one there, it looked like three to me! I really like Dolph Ziggler. He's cocky and can get the job done!
Styles: You must really like Chris Brown then.....
Ziggler is frustrated with the call. None the less he's back on the offensive as he wraps his arm around the throat of Saturn, trying to cut off the circulation of air. The crowd is fully behind Saturn as they are trying to will him back to his feet. Ziggler is looking a little worried as he yells at the crowd to shut up. Saturn is back to one knee as the crowd are chanting his name. Ziggler is pressing hard trying to keep the hold, but Saturn is back standing. Saturn connects with a huge elbow to the gut of Ziggler, but Ziggler holds on. Saturn follows with another hard right to the gut, and then a quick body drop as Ziggler gets caught flush and slams into the mat. The crowd responds with a huge cheer.
Taz: A textbook body drop! Saturn has to capitalize if he wants to win this Ironman Championship Tournament!
Saturn throws his arm over for the cover.
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Saturn pulls Ziggler up, as he bounces him off the ropes. Ziggler rebounds and falls right into a spinebuster, as he's back down to the mat. Saturn is pumped as he's calling for a end quite early in the match. He brings his elbow down on his hand calling for his patented diving elbow as he climbs to the top. There's no sign of movement from Ziggler.
Styles: Could it be over already?
Regal: GET UP ZIGGLER! GET UP!
Saturn comes off the top with a elbow, but Ziggler barely makes it out of the way. Saturn rolls off the elbow as he makes his way to his feet. Ziggler comes from behind with the ZIG ZAG and lands it! As both men are down for the count! Ziggler slowly crawls his way over and throws his body over Saturn's chest.
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Taz: I can't freaking believe this! Saturn somehow kicked out!
Styles: Both men want to win this match badly. It's a career changer, but who wants it more?
Ziggler is arguing that it was a three count. The ref is signaling just two, as Ziggler is furious. He turns back to Saturn as he drops a couple of F bombs on national television. He drags Saturn to his feet, as he dishes out a couple of hard rights. He drives Saturn back into the ropes, where he brings his hand across his chest with a resounding slapping sound. He lights Saturn up a few more times, as he plants his feet and goes to irish whip Saturn. No movement. He attempts the Irish whip once again to no avail. Saturn counters with a irish whip of his own, as he whips Ziggler up and over the ropes to the concrete below. Saturn slides out of the ring, as Ziggler makes his way up on the barricade. Saturn drives his shoulder in hard to Ziggler's gut, doubling him over. He does a half step back and brings the knee up hard connecting to the rib area, as Ziggler buckles. The ref's count is up to 6! Saturn slides in the ring, and back out breaking the count. Ziggler uses the opportunity to focus and regain his composure. Saturn makes his way back out to ringside, and meets a flying clothesline from Ziggler. Ziggler with a couple elbow drops of his own, before he drags Saturn back up, and hits a heymaker. He irish whips Saturn right into the ring steps, as Saturn connects hard and flips to the other side. Ziggler smirks as he feels he has it in the bag. Ziggler slides in to the break the count, as he makes his way back over to his prey.
Regal: These men are dead set on destroying each other before losing this match!
The ref slides out with Ziggler, yelling at him to get this match back into the ring. Ziggler connects with a huge left sending the ref to the concrete.
Styles: You can't do that! He's a official dammit!
He makes his way back to Saturn who is limping on one good leg. Ziggler delivers a few kicks to the bad knee of Saturn. Stalking a wounded animal like a predator would. Ziggler brings Saturn down to one knee, as he smacks him across the face. Toying with him before he goes in for the kill. He slaps him again as he sends Saturn to the concrete himself. The crowd is rabid as they yell profanities his way. Ziggler goes apron side as he looks underneath to see what he can find; a few seconds pass before he brings out a steel folding chair. He smirks as he waits for Saturn to get up, before swinging the chair. Saturn counters with a hard kick to the gut. Ziggler drops the chair as he drops down to one knee. Saturn retrieves the chair and connects hard to the center of Ziggler's forehead, its a instant gusher as Ziggler gets busted open the hard way.
Styles: OH MY GAWD!
Taz: Ziggler's brains just got scrambled!
Regal: Thank you, Taz. I won't be having any breakfast at the hotel tomorrow.
The ref is finally coming around, as Saturn motions for him to get back in the ring. Saturn covers as the ref's hand comes down.
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Ziggler rolls the shoulder in one last desperate attempt. It had to be instinct alone! Saturn grabs the chair and swings it at Dolph again but he delivers a kick to the stomach that stops Saturn in his tracks as he takes the chair from him and throws it to the mat. Ziggler slips behind Saturn and connects with the Zig Zag onto the chair! Dolph covers Perry for the pin.
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Al Snow enters the ring and throws Dolph off of Perry as he begins stomping him all over. The referee tries to break up the situation but Al Snow is a madman as he pushes him away. The referee goes to throw the match out, but before he can...
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The roof absolutely comes off the place as "Wreck" by Jim Johnston, the beloved and world known theme of Mick Foley, begins to play. It isn't long before the fans are greeted by the Micker as he comes walking through the curtain with a microphone in hand.
Mick Foley: On one hand, I appreciate the carnage that this has quickly erupted into, being the "Hardcore Legend" and this being Anarchy where we're a little more lenient on the rules and all, but on the other hand I'll admit I'm a little disappointed. In fact, this entire tournament has been rather disappointing what with Triple H up and leaving and Bully Ray not showing up and last week and such. So here's what I'm going to do, gentlemen. I know the champions around here aren't big fans of defending their titles in multi-man matches, but that's exactly what we're going to have. It's more along the lines of something my colleague would think up, but at Summerslam, Homicide will be defending his Ironman Championship against Perry Saturn and Dolph Ziggler in the first ever triple threat Ironman match!
The fans give this a mixed reaction as Dolph and Perry both look a bit frustrated as well as puzzled.
Mick Foley: How does a triple threat Ironman match work? Quite simple really. Sixty minutes on the clock, three men vying for the most falls, the man with the most falls when those sixty minutes are up is the Ironman Champion. Oh and one last thing, Have A Nice Day!
"Wreck" begins playing again as Mick Foley poses for the crowd and turns and leaves as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL THREE
UWF's version of the Best versus the Beast
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Derrick Bateman is rushing around backstage trying to find Maxine until he finally meets up with her.
Derrick Bateman
Maxine! Where's Johnny?
Maxine
I don't know....I don't know.
Maxine looks a little sad and Derrick looks concerned.
Derrick Bateman
What's wrong?
Maxine
I've kind of been lying about the whole Fandango being better than Johnny. While he's definitely become a bigger star, he hasn't really been with me in a long time.
Derrick Bateman
What do you mean? You said you two go all night.
Maxine
Yeah he won't even take more than five minutes away from a mirror. Fandango is definitely better for our careers but, i'd never thought I'd say this, I miss Johnny.
Derrick Bateman
That's what I'm here to tell you about! I don't know if you've been noticing but traces of Johnny have been showing up. He's been referencing pop culture and actually letting us speak.
Maxine
He's letting us speak? Wow big break through.
Derrick Bateman
It's going to take a little more time. But it started at about the time The Rock showed up. Now if things continue to get better. he'll probably be back to his old self after Summerslam. Or better yet, he'll stay as Fandango but be Johnny! We'll have the benefits of both and then nothing can stop us!
Maxine
You think so?
Derrick Bateman
I know so! We'll be true Tag Team Champions in no time! A lot of these Tag Teams are popping up with random pairings but there's only one actual original tag team and that's the Modern Day Double Dragons. We're already on top of Anarchy but I think it's time we come out on top of UWF.
Fandango
Whose to say we aren't already.
Just then, Fandango enters the picture.
Fandango
I couldn't help but overhear you talking about the Tag Team Championships. While I would certainly like more shiny stuff for my entrance, we have to focus on taking care of The Rock at Summerslam. I've been bidding my time but very shortly I will begin to give The Rock a piece of my mind but for now, we humiliate the crap out of all those rejects. I will dazzle and daze just like always but I need to make sure you have my back. Consider this practice for a future go at the Tag Team Championships. Lookin' good angel face.
Fandango walks off and Maxine is confident now that she see's some of Johnny in Fandango as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
GO!!!
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"Just Close Your Eyes" by Story Of The Year can be heard bellowing out of the arena's PA system, signalling the imminent arrival of Captain Charisma, Christian. Although many UWF fans can be seen singing along with the theme music, it's not due to their enjoyment of the arriving Christian, rather due to the fact they just enjoy the song. Just five to ten seconds after the commencement of his theme music, Christian emerges from the back sporting a smirk on his face as he looks around at the booing audience. Christian only momentarily stands on the stage before choosing to make his way down the ramp towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds. Christian!
Fans can be seen hurling abuse at the charismatic man, but Christian doesn't acknowledge the jeers whatsoever, as he is focused on his objective. Christian reaches the bottom of the ramp, rounds the corner and walks up the steel steps, before approaching the ring ropes. Christian walks along the ring apron, wipes his feet and enters the ring.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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"1958" by A Day To Remember, the theme song of Seth Rollins, begins to play as the entire crowd reacts negatively as they shower him with boos. The camera pans to the stands where Rollins is entering through the crowd, showing off his Money in the Bank briefcase to further negativity.
Christy Hemme: From Davenport, Iowa. Weighing in at two hundred and nine pounds. He is the holder of the Anarchy Money in the Bank briefcase, Seth Rollins!
As Rollins arrives at the bottom, he leaps the barricade and slides into the ring. He hands his briefcase to the referee as the bell rings again and the match gets underway.
DING DING!
Christian and Rollins hook up as both men are trying to get the advantage. Rollins duck under and he sweeps the leg of Christian. Christian falls on his back. Rollins goes and he drops an elbow to a sternum of Christian. Rollins goes as he puts on a head and arm and begins to lay on top of Christian who is being pressured. Rollins is holding onto the move as Christian seems to get no breathing room. Christians shoulders finally drop as the count is being made.
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No Christian kicks out. Rollins goes to the side of Christian now holding the move tight as possible. Fans start to clap as Christian starts to build his base back up. Christian goes as he lifts Rollins up and he hits a back suplex. This causes Rollin to release the hold he is holding. Christian is up , and he awaits for Rollins to get up. Rollins is up as Christian drop kicks him into the ropes. Rollins bounces off of them as he turns to lay against the ropes. Rollins head is laying there as Christian pursues him and he slides past Rollins. Christian slaps Rollin’s as Rollins bounces off the ropes to the mat; holding his face.
Joey Styles: Christian is looking good here in his return to the UWF.
Christian moves to the turnbuckle and scales the top rope. Christian dives off of it but he is immediately caught by a dropkick from Rollins. Rollins is quick to continue his assault as he wastes no time stomping on Christian multiple times. This makes the referee intervene. Rollins begins to taunt to the fans as they let him have a chorus of boos. Rollins picks Christian up, looking to hit a neckbreaker onto Christian, who is quick to counter as he pushes Rollins towards the ropes. Rollins bounces off the ropes, Christian ducks down, and Rollin’s is able to slow his momentum down and hit a huge neckbreaker onto Christian. Rollins goes for the pin.
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Tazz: This Seth Rollins is a ravage pitbull!
William Regal: Yeah but he is not hairy nor does he slobber on you.
Rollins looks at Christian who is down. The fans boo as Rollins taunts and grabs Christians head and is about to hit the blackout, but all of a sudden Christian grabs him, and he rolls him up.
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Joey Styles: Christian is feeling it.
Christian is hyping up the fans as he backs up against the turnbuckle stalking and waiting for his chance to hit the spear, Rollins gets up as Christian charges at him with the spear. Rollins is quick to move out of the way as Christian collides headfirst with the turnbuckle. Rollins bounces off the ropes and attempts to hit a flying knee. Christian he ducks as Rollins whiffs it. Christian grabs the head of Rollins and nails a inverted DDT onto Rollins. Christian goes for a quick cover.
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Rollins manages to roll his shoulder, which entices another chorus of boos . Christian gets up as he stomps on Rollins a little bit. Christian picks up Rollins as he hits a couple of shoulder shoves. Christian whips Rollins to the turnbuckle. Christian is stalking as he slaps Rollins a couple more times, before stepping back and nailing a standing enzurguri on Rollins. Rollins is laid out on the mat, as Christian circles like a buzzard. He drops back into the turnbuckle again. Rollins finally makes his way to his feet and Christian charges; nailing the spear as the crowd is going nuts. Christian covers!
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Styles: Can you believe this? How in the hell did he kick out of that?
Christian is back on Rollins as he mounts him, reining down hard rights and lefts. Christian slaps his chest, as he pulls Rollins up to his feet. He bounces him off the ropes and waits for the return putting his head down for a backdrop; but is met by a huge kick from Rollins to the head. Christian is reeling as Rollins is now on the attack. Nailing elbows and lefts as Christian is trying whatever possible to defend. Rollins has Christian backed up to the ropes as he goes for a irish whip. Christian on the rebound is caught with a huge knee to the stomach as he's doubled over to the mat. Rollins quickly follows suit with a superkick, ala his FCW days. He quickly covers.
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Rollins slaps his hands against the mat frustrated. He exits the ring onto the apron as he waits for Christian to make his way to his feet.
Taz: Whatever he's thinking right here, it's not going to be good for Christian!
Rollins springboards over the top rope, and connects with the springboard clothesline on Christian.
Rollins throws his hands up, yelling at the crowd that he's going to finish this once and for all. Christian is down on one knee now as he tries to shake the cobwebs out of his head. Rollins bounces off the ropes and prepares to attempt to hit Blackout again; but Christian counters with a swift punch to the gut of Rollins. He follows it with another to the abs. Christian is back on his feet and grabs Rollins arms and turns him around. KILLSWITCH! Christian covers!
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Christian crawls his way over on his knees and grabs the ref's uniform. Pleading that it was a three count. The ref says no! Christian unhands the referee and turns to redirect his attention to his opponent, but when he does, Seth connects with the Avada Kedavra superkick as Christian goes down and Rollins covers.
Joey Styles: Is it over?
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DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, Seth Rollins!
Seth celebrates his first win in weeks with great excitement, when suddenly, someone rushes the ring and slides into it under the bottom rope.
Joey Styles: That's Tyson Kidd!
William Regal: What in the blazes is he doing out here?
Rollins turns around and walks right into a Standing Code Blue. After impact, Kidd stands over Rollins, staring a hole through him as the arena is alive with boos. It isn't long before they're given a reason to boo more intensely as they are soon joined by Vince Russo as he walks out onto the stage.
Vince Russo: I told you what would happen if you failed again. I warned you that things were only going to get worse, and they're about to. I've found someone that isn't going to let me down, someone that I can count on to get the job done. And my first assignment for him is to get rid of you, Seth. That's why at Summerslam it's going to be Seth Rollins vs. Tyson Kidd!
The crowd boos as a smile appears on the face of Vince Russo as well as Tyson Kidd as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL FOUR
Big thanks to Fetter and Chase for helping out natlav and I this week!
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DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Umaga and Derrick Bateman are both starting off the match for their respective teams as Bateman looks slightly nervous squaring off against the Samoan Bulldozer. Trish is at ringside cheering on for Umaga as Bateman runs up and tries to go for a shoulder block but isn't able to move the big man. Umaga just stares at Bateman as Bateman backs up and charges at Umaga again and hits a second shoulder block but Umaga still doesn't move. Umaga then snorts out his displeasure as Bateman backs up and charges at Umaga once again but Umaga goes for a clothesline which Bateman ducks, Bateman bounces off the ropes and runs up to Umaga and hits a dropkick, losing his balance but doesn't fall down. Bateman gets up and hits another dropkick and knocks down the big Samoan! Bateman looks pleased to have done that as Umaga slowly gets himself to his feet but Bateman goes behind him and executes a Russian leg sweep. Bateman then goes onto the apron as he looks at Umaga and goes for a springboard legdrop but Umaga moves out of the way. Umaga is already signalling for the Samoan Spike and approaches Bateman with it but Bateman jumps in the air and executes a hurricarana onto Umaga!
Taz: Wow I think Derrick Bateman just saved himself from a brutal shot of Umaga's! The kid's lucky there.
Umaga rolls near his corner and looks shocked that Bateman just pulled that off as he looks to his corner and tags in The Rock into the match! The Rock is getting a mixed reaction as he enters the ring and look at Bateman with wide eyes. Bateman seems to have butterflys in his stomach as they circle each other around the ring and Bateman tries to go for a takedown but the Rock keeps him grounded. The Rock shoves Bateman away and goes for a running clothesline but Bateman ducks under and hits a few swift shots to the head, then goes for a roundhouse kick but The Rock catches it, releases the leg and hits a huge heymaker onto Bateman. Bateman backs up a few paces as The Rock walks up and kicks Bateman in the gut and executes a snap DDT onto Bateman! Stratus starts to cheer for her man as The Rock goes for the cover..
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And Fandango breaks the cover. The Rock has a staredown with Fandango, Fandango giving the Rock a creepy look as he backs away gracefully with The Rock giving him a raised eyebrow but gets distracted enough as Bateman jumps onto The Rock's back and gets him into the sleeper hold! Bateman looks to be struggling with all of his power to try and take out The Rock but The Rock stands there rolling his eyes, appearing to not even being affected from the hold as he grabs Bateman's arm and throws him over his shoulder. Bateman his holding onto his back in comfort as he tries to crawl to his corner but The Rock grabs onto his foot and denies him the opportunity. Bateman develops a funny look as he tries to reach his corner while crying out, but then turns around and kicks The Rock in the head as he jumps to his corner and tags in Sting into the match!
Styles: Here comes 'The Icon' ladies and gentleman! Things are going to get serious real quick!
Sting storms into the ring as he runs up and nails several quick rights to The Rock as The Rock is trying to defend himself from them, but is uable to as Sting knocks him down completely and lands some mounted punches. Sting gets up now as Umaga comes charging at Sting but Sting ducks the attack and lands some rights onto Umaga. Umaga knees Sting in the gut as he goes for the Samoa Drop but Sting slips behind him and nails a neckbreaker onto Umaga! The Rock is up now and hits a quick shot onto Sting, then another hit to the head as Sting looks to be confused a bit now but The Rock isn't giving him any breathing space as he nails a VICIOUS running clothesline onto Sting! The Rock gets up now and starts to yell to himself as he's looking to get a Rock Bottom into Sting already. Sting is getting to his feet as The Rock lunges at Sting and goes for The Rock Bottom but Sting elbows The Rock in the head a couple of times then knees him in the gut as he goes for the Scorpion Death Drop and nails it! The crowd loves it as Sting goes for the cover.
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And Umaga breaks up the pin! Sting shoots up to his feet as he's pissed off now at Umaga. Umaga doesn't look to be pleased that his authority is being challanged as they start to exchange punches now as CM Punk and Homicide enters and the three starts to beat down on Sting but Fandango, Rhino and Derrick Bateman all enters the ring and all 8 men are now brawling inside the ring. Bateman throws out Homicide, Rhino and CM Punk both leave the ring and eventually Fandango and Umaga roll out of the ring as Sting and The Rock are left standing after the mini brawl and they are both looking at each other now. Both men are #1 Contenders in their matches for Summerslam but right now they want to prove their dominance over one another. Sting and The Rock both runs up and starts to exhange punches between each other once again, this time Sting seems to be getting the upper hand as he brings The Rock over to the corner and kicks him in the stomach then goes onto the turnbuckles as he hits The Rock with the 10 punches.
William: So much action happening at once. I mean look at the carnage outsid the ring!
Meanwhile outside the ring Homicide is brawling with Bateman, Rhino and CM Punk are going at it and Umaga and Fandango are exchanging blows. Umaga headbutts Fandango as Fandango goes onto his knees. Umaga and Trish both look under the ring as they end up pulling a table out of the ring as Trish sets it up as Umaga goes after Fandango but Fandango drives his fist into Umaga's gut. The referee tells everyone to get to their corners as Sting is ready to go for the DDT but The Rock lifts up Sting and rams him to the corner where he follows up with a series of shoulder thrusts. Everyone is back to their ring posts as The Rock is still laying waste to Sting with a series of punches and kicks, then whips him to the opposite corner where Sting crashes to the turnbuckles. Rock then runs up and goes for a running clothesline but ends up eating Sting's foot instead. Rock backs up a few steps as he runs back up to Sting but Sting steps up and hits the reverse atomic drop onto Rock, then brings him to the center of the ring and hits a running DDT onto The Rock! Sting then goes down covers Rock...
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And The Rock kicks out! The Rock takes a quick look at the ref and starts to argue with him about the count then turns his attention to Sting and lifts him up then nails the Spinebuster onto Sting! The Rock looks down at Sting as Trish Stratus is cheering from ringside. The face team is cheering on Sting as The Rock is signalling for The Rock Bottom again, waiting as Sting is slowly making his way up again. The Rock watches Sting very closely as Sting is up on his feet and Rock lunges at Sting, nailing The Rock Bottom! The Rock is fired up in the ring now as he is preparing for The People's Elbow as he throws his elbow pad to the crowd and runs towards the ropes, jumps over Sting and returns to him as he poses to the crowd then drops the elbow but Sting moves out of the way just in time, Rock crashing to the mat as Sting gets up and jumps to his corner as he tags in Fandango into the match!
Tazz: Oh my, here comes the International Champ Fandango!
Fandango enters the ring and takes down Rock with a fashy clothesline, then looks at the approaching Homicide as he hits a flashy discus punch onto him. CM Punk enters the ring and goes after Fandango himself but Fandango ducks the attack and quickly hits a classy Russian Leg Sweep onto Punk. Fandango gets up but gets Ambushed from Umaga as Umaga is hitting some shots to the back but Derrick Bateman jumps onto the apron and hits Umaga with a springboard missile dropkick! Rhino then comes in and helps clear the ring with Derrick Bateman as Fandango hits a punch to The Rock's head, trying to keep him at bay as The Rock is trying to get the upper hand over his opponent at Summerslam. Fandango has Rock on both knees as he's landing some roundhouse kicks to the shoulder of Rock, then spins around as he goes for a back kick to The Rock's forehead but Rock catches it and gets onto his feet, Rocky then throws Fandango's leg down ands hits a big heymaker to Fandango's face. Fandango checks on his face and sees that his nose is actually broken and there's a bit of blood on it. Fandango slowly turns around and his face suddenly evolves into a sea of red fury as Rock tries to go for another punch but Fandango no sells that. Rock looks to be a tad worried as Fandango lets out a shivering battlecry and takes down The Rock and starts to wail on him with mounted punches.
Regal: Poor bloke got his pretty face broken up, now he's taking his anger all out on The Rock.
Taz: Oh man he's going wild on The Rock now. I mean look at him go.
Fandango has a fire being ignited in his eyes as he picks up The Rock and throws him to the corner where he furiously lands some punches to Rock. Rock sits down at the corner where Fandango starts to hit some stomps onto Rock then places his foot onto Rock's face as he is applying some pressure to the head. The referee forces Fandango to let go eventually as Fandango back up a few steps, but doesn't want to stop there so he runs up to The Rock and boots him across the face. The Rock is laying by the ropes as Fandango is screaming out in fury now, wanting blood because The Rock wrecked his face. Maxine jumps onto the apron and tries to calm him down but Fandango tells her to shut up, clearly now lost his cool. Umaga though comes from behind and turns around Fandango and nails the Samoan Spike onto Fandango! Trish is smiling now as Maxine tries to go after her at ringside but the referee doesn't allow it. Meanwhile The Rock is back up and walks up to his corner and tags in Homicide into the match.
Styles: I think Fandango was a bit too involved in this match guys, and now he's pretty much knocked out from the Samoan Spike. Fandango's in real trouble now!
Homicide walks up to Fandango as he circles around him and begins to stomp onto him, not happy that he lost the main event last week on Anarchy. Homicide crouches down and starts to mock Fandango, then gets up and lands a couple of soccer kicks to the chest and back of Fandango. Fandango tries to get to his hands and knees but Homicide boots Fandango back down with his foot. Fandango is clearly getting pissed off now as Homicide walks up and begins to stomp onto Fandango's head. Homicide then drags Fandango to the center of the ring where he then climbs onto the top rope and jumps off it, landing a diving double stomp onto Fandango! Homicide is posing to the crowd now and yells down to Fandango, then picks him up and goes behind him, lifts Fandango up by the back and does the Da Cop Killa onto Fandango! Fandango looks to be down as Homcide goes for the cover..
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Taz: Both men are down! What's going to happen now?!
Homicide and Fandango are both slowly crawling towards their respective teammates as they try and tag someone into the match. CM Punk is the only man in his corner as Homicide reaches CM Punk and tags him into the match as Fandango is ready to tag Rhino into the match but Rock and Umaga both pull down Fandango's partners to ringside, preventing the tag! Fandango has a look of dispair on him as Punk runs up and boots Fandango on the back of the head. Meanwhile a brawl between the 5 men is happening at ringside as Homicide comes in and joins the brawl at ringside. Punk brings Fandango to the center of the ring where he starts to land some mounted punches and starts to mock Fandango, claiming that his title belongs to CM Punk soon. The Rock and Rhino are brawling near the annoncers table as Sting and Homicide are fighting on the exact oppsite side, Umaga is laying waste to Bateman somewhere in the middle as he slams Bateman onto the security barrier.
Regal: Oh dear this is getting brutal now. Why is there no order in this match?
Styles: Because this is Anarchy! There's no order needed!
Punk is in the center of the ring now bringing Fandango onto his feet as he nails a vicious DDT, driving Fandango's head to the ground! Punk then looks into the audience and starts to yell at them, saying how he's the best in the world as he picks up Fandango and his setting him up for the Go To Sleep but Fandango slips out and hits a Reverse DDT onto Punk instead. Meanwhile Rock and Rhino are fighting by the corner of the barrier as Rock slams Rhino's head onto the barrier, temporarily stunning Rhino as Rock rams Rhino onto the barrier. Rock then backs up a few paces and runs at Rhino but Rhino gets out of the way and Rock crashes to the barrier. Rhino the steps up several paces away as he looks at Rock with keen eyes and charges at Rocky, then lands a HUGE GORE as Rhino and The Rock crashes through the security barrier completely! The crowd is chanting "holy shit" as both men appear to be unconscious!
Taz: Holy shit! Did you see that?!
Bateman is down now at ringside as Umaga climbs onto the top turnbuckle and is prepared to jump onto Derrick Bateman from ringside with Trish holding him in place while Punk nails a low blow onto Fandango and executes a vertical suplex onto Fandango. Umaga is ready to jump as Sting appears out of nowhere and shoves Umaga off the top turnbuckles, crashing nearby while crushing Stratus between him and the barricade! Umaga and Stratus are both down completely as Sting appears to be content that he left his mark on Umaga but Homicide climbs onto the rope behind Sting and looks behind him where the table is at, puts Sting onto his back while hooking both arms as he looks behind him a final time, jumps off the ropes and lands onto the table at ringside with Da Cop Killa!!
Joey Styles: OH MY GOD!!
Regal: For the love of God somebody check up on these people. Everyone seems to be seriously hurt in this match!
Taz: Hey come on baby, this is Anarchy we're talking about. This ain't for the weak of heart!
CM Punk is watching the madness unfold as he picks up Fandango once again and nails the Go To Sleep onto Fandango! Punk looks to be finally relieved that he has this match in the bag but Derrick Bateman comes climbing onto the apron holding onto a chair, jumps from the ropes and hits CM Punk on the back with a Van Terminator! Punk is down now as the crowd is going wild. Bateman helps Fandango up but Fandango pushes him away and starts to yell at him. Bateman asks what's wrong and Fandango points his finger to his broken nose and say's that's what's wrong. Bateman starts to giggle as Fandango tells him to get out of the ring so he can finish his match, to which Bateman shrugs his shoulders and leaves the ring. Fandango then turns around and sees Punk but Punk rises up quickly and gets Punk into a small package..
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
Taz: Wait what?
Styles: CM PUNK PINNED THE CHAMP! HE PINNED THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!
Winners of the match: The Rock, Umaga, CM Punk, and Homicide!
The crowd is firing off massive amounts of heat now as CM Punk quickly retreats from the ring as Fandango can't believe what just happened. Punk is walking up the steps now as the referee is holding out his hand in victory. Bateman rushes into the ring with Maxine as they all check up on Fandango, who appears to be mad as hell now. A bunch of medical personel is running up and is seeing everyone that's still down from the vicious match that was just witnessed.
Styles: Bodies everyone ladies and gentleman, I wonder who's going to make it to Summerslam in one piece after next week's episode?
Regal: Well I guess we will find out after Anarchy ladies and gentleman. Hopefully Anarchy's superstars will actually be able to particiapate in their matches without getting too seriously hurt.
Taz: This is crazy guys. What kind of wreckage will we witness next week? Well tune into Anarchy next week to find out. See you all next week on Anarchy!
The last shot is CM Punk signalling that he's going to win the International Title by doing the waist gesture to Fandango as Fandango is barely able to keep his anger bottled up, all while a bunch of the wrestlers, including Trish Stratus, is being checked up on by medical staff as stretchers are now being seen coming down to the ring.
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Tyson Kidd and Natalya promo- CliqueClacks
Hardy vs. Moore, first half of Rollins/Christian, LAX promo- Chase
Most of Ziggler/Saturn, second half of Rollins/Christian, Goldberg promo- MrFetter
MDDD promo- CaptainxBumout
Hardy/Hurricane segment- The Hoov
Eight man tag main event- natlav
Finish of Ziggler/Saturn, finish of Rollins/Christian, putting show together- Chris Dresden
CONFIRMED FOR SUMMERSLAM
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Triple Threat 60-Minute Ironman Match
Homicide(c) vs. Perry Saturn vs. Dolph Ziggler
Seth Rollins vs. Tyson Kidd
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Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/14/13 Edition!
Awesome show! Was surprised to see Goldberg on first
Awesome show! Was surprised to see Goldberg on first
Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/14/13 Edition!
I don't usually comment on shows but seeing as I run the day to day stuff I figured I'd be supportive of my staff and so here I am. Firstly to the writers. Natlav, as I said earlier you are becoming really really good at this writing thing. Not many people can pull off a 8 man tag match. I laughed when there were no entrances to the tag match, and I can't blame you as that sucks.
Dresdon as always, without you there would probably not be an anarchy right now. Your commitment to this brand is what has kept it alive and will continue to keep it alive, even though you are "technically" retired. Though the effort you put in with a kid is outstanding so I want to thank you for that.
Now as for the show. Finally Andrew gets a hard earned win. I haven't seen a MITB winner get buried as bad as Rollins since Mr. Kennedy's short run. That said I understand its all part of a storyline. Not sure what to make of what happened after the match, Tyson Kidd working for Vince Russo? Must say that shocked me, and I'm hoping Andrew's face turn is for the better as I always thought he played a better face rollins any way.
Triple Threat Ironman match is win! And a great way to book things with Albo and Blizzard only being able to go one on one. Chase has quite a task at Summerslam ahead of him on both Anarchy and Raw. I knew Fetter was picking up Goldberg and if he sticks around as "the Man" I forsee him going very far. Another person I see going very far on this show I hope gets a shot is Captain Charisma's Christian. Both of these guys have what it takes and is the reason I send both of them here, as anything truly can happen on Anarchy.
As for the clustered main event. Chaos was the name of the game. I get that's Anarchy's theme, but wow. Kinda disappointed to see that Slim and Bumout haven't started their tting for Summerslam yet, but Sting and Umaga make up for it. Match I want to see is Rhino v. CM Punk though. The Two former World champions with everything on the line. Summerslam from the Green side is going to be just as hot as anywhere this year.
So once again, thank you to the writers for the show, the trash talkers for the promos and the tting. UWF is a success because of all of you.
I don't usually comment on shows but seeing as I run the day to day stuff I figured I'd be supportive of my staff and so here I am. Firstly to the writers. Natlav, as I said earlier you are becoming really really good at this writing thing. Not many people can pull off a 8 man tag match. I laughed when there were no entrances to the tag match, and I can't blame you as that sucks.
Dresdon as always, without you there would probably not be an anarchy right now. Your commitment to this brand is what has kept it alive and will continue to keep it alive, even though you are "technically" retired. Though the effort you put in with a kid is outstanding so I want to thank you for that.
Now as for the show. Finally Andrew gets a hard earned win. I haven't seen a MITB winner get buried as bad as Rollins since Mr. Kennedy's short run. That said I understand its all part of a storyline. Not sure what to make of what happened after the match, Tyson Kidd working for Vince Russo? Must say that shocked me, and I'm hoping Andrew's face turn is for the better as I always thought he played a better face rollins any way.
Triple Threat Ironman match is win! And a great way to book things with Albo and Blizzard only being able to go one on one. Chase has quite a task at Summerslam ahead of him on both Anarchy and Raw. I knew Fetter was picking up Goldberg and if he sticks around as "the Man" I forsee him going very far. Another person I see going very far on this show I hope gets a shot is Captain Charisma's Christian. Both of these guys have what it takes and is the reason I send both of them here, as anything truly can happen on Anarchy.
As for the clustered main event. Chaos was the name of the game. I get that's Anarchy's theme, but wow. Kinda disappointed to see that Slim and Bumout haven't started their tting for Summerslam yet, but Sting and Umaga make up for it. Match I want to see is Rhino v. CM Punk though. The Two former World champions with everything on the line. Summerslam from the Green side is going to be just as hot as anywhere this year.
So once again, thank you to the writers for the show, the trash talkers for the promos and the tting. UWF is a success because of all of you.
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Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 PREVIEW!
Just four days before UWF holds its second annual "biggest party of the summer" Summerslam, Wednesday Night Anarchy comes to you live from the American Airlines Arena in Miami, Florida. The weather will be hot and so will the action, and that's why this is a can't miss go-home edition!
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In our opening contest, the "Instant Classic" Christian looks for a big win after a loss at the hands of Seth Rollins in his Anarchy debut last week as he takes on none other than the "War Machine" Rhino. With his high stakes Summerslam match on his mind, will Rhino be able to focus on the task at hand and Gore the newcomer into oblivion, or is the commander of the peepulation bringing that extra bit of charisma that'll flip the Killswitch on his opponent's hopes of gaining momentum heading into Sunday?
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At Summerslam, Perry Saturn is one of two men that will challenge Homicide for the Ironman Championship. This week, both men's respective tag team partners face off when Al Snow takes on Hernandez. When Al, arguably the man responsible for the match at Summerslam being a triple threat, faces big "SuperMex", which man will earn their first UWF win?
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Last week, both of these men were in grueling contests, but there's no rest for the weary as they're put in action another consecutive week, this time against each other. With their bodies battered and their minds and eyes set on the physically demanding challenges ahead of them in Tampa, focusing on the last stop before that destination will be difficult. When one of the number one contenders to the Ironman Championship locks horns with the number one contender to the Extreme Championship, will the spoils of victory go to the "Show Off" or will it be "Showtime"?
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Six days removed from a hard hitting eight-man tag match, Derrick Bateman and The Rock will do battle again as Derrick looks to avenge the broken nose of his friend and fellow Double Dragon, the International Champion Fandango and The Rock looks to keep riding wins on his way to Summerslam. The question on everyone's minds is not only who will show up, Derrick or Bate Man, but also who will walk away the winner when this match is said and done. When the "People's Champion" and the master of the "Deviant" climb into the ring again, will The Rock put down his opponent Hollywood style, or will he take the "Bate" and find himself the victim of a three count?
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It seems to be a new beginning for the Money in the Bank holder as last week he proclaimed himself to be the new "anti-hero" of Anarchy, and it was that new air of confidence that brought him a victory over the debuting "Instant Classic". However, it's also a new beginning for Tyson Kidd, as Vince Russo has seemingly appointed him as his new right hand man, something he revealed after Kidd laid out Rollins last week. Also experiencing the newness is Matt Hardy and The Hurricane, Matt getting rid of his MF'er Shannon Moore last week in exchange for the green and black attack and Hurricane appearing in UWF for the first time. This week, Jeff and Seth are both being granted a chance at redemption for what happened to them last week and also an early preview of what's to come Sunday when they team up to take on the team of The Hurricane and Tyson Kidd. When the "Crown Prince" of Anarchy and Wednesday night's new resident supervillain take on the "Anti-Hero" and the "Charismatic Engima", which side will prevail?
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And in our main event, Vince Russo and Mick Foley have come together to create a stellar match-up. Goldberg put the entire roster on notice last week when he made his surprise debut, so it only makes sense that he's given the "Best in the World" as his first opponent. When Goldberg tries to make Punk fear the spear four days before he goes to war with the Gore, will the "Spokesperson of Straight Edge" be next, or is the "Jewish Juggernaut" going to be put to sleep?
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Umaga and The Rock will discuss their respective Summerslam matches.
Fandango will discuss his broken nose last week and his Summerslam match.
Sting will discuss his Summerslam match and what's next for him if he doesn't win the Extreme Championship.
Homicide and the rest of L.A.X. will discuss the Triple Threat Ironman Match at Summerslam.
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Matt and Hurricane will explain their actions last week.
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Just four days before UWF holds its second annual "biggest party of the summer" Summerslam, Wednesday Night Anarchy comes to you live from the American Airlines Arena in Miami, Florida. The weather will be hot and so will the action, and that's why this is a can't miss go-home edition!
In our opening contest, the "Instant Classic" Christian looks for a big win after a loss at the hands of Seth Rollins in his Anarchy debut last week as he takes on none other than the "War Machine" Rhino. With his high stakes Summerslam match on his mind, will Rhino be able to focus on the task at hand and Gore the newcomer into oblivion, or is the commander of the peepulation bringing that extra bit of charisma that'll flip the Killswitch on his opponent's hopes of gaining momentum heading into Sunday?
At Summerslam, Perry Saturn is one of two men that will challenge Homicide for the Ironman Championship. This week, both men's respective tag team partners face off when Al Snow takes on Hernandez. When Al, arguably the man responsible for the match at Summerslam being a triple threat, faces big "SuperMex", which man will earn their first UWF win?
Last week, both of these men were in grueling contests, but there's no rest for the weary as they're put in action another consecutive week, this time against each other. With their bodies battered and their minds and eyes set on the physically demanding challenges ahead of them in Tampa, focusing on the last stop before that destination will be difficult. When one of the number one contenders to the Ironman Championship locks horns with the number one contender to the Extreme Championship, will the spoils of victory go to the "Show Off" or will it be "Showtime"?
Six days removed from a hard hitting eight-man tag match, Derrick Bateman and The Rock will do battle again as Derrick looks to avenge the broken nose of his friend and fellow Double Dragon, the International Champion Fandango and The Rock looks to keep riding wins on his way to Summerslam. The question on everyone's minds is not only who will show up, Derrick or Bate Man, but also who will walk away the winner when this match is said and done. When the "People's Champion" and the master of the "Deviant" climb into the ring again, will The Rock put down his opponent Hollywood style, or will he take the "Bate" and find himself the victim of a three count?
It seems to be a new beginning for the Money in the Bank holder as last week he proclaimed himself to be the new "anti-hero" of Anarchy, and it was that new air of confidence that brought him a victory over the debuting "Instant Classic". However, it's also a new beginning for Tyson Kidd, as Vince Russo has seemingly appointed him as his new right hand man, something he revealed after Kidd laid out Rollins last week. Also experiencing the newness is Matt Hardy and The Hurricane, Matt getting rid of his MF'er Shannon Moore last week in exchange for the green and black attack and Hurricane appearing in UWF for the first time. This week, Jeff and Seth are both being granted a chance at redemption for what happened to them last week and also an early preview of what's to come Sunday when they team up to take on the team of The Hurricane and Tyson Kidd. When the "Crown Prince" of Anarchy and Wednesday night's new resident supervillain take on the "Anti-Hero" and the "Charismatic Engima", which side will prevail?
And in our main event, Vince Russo and Mick Foley have come together to create a stellar match-up. Goldberg put the entire roster on notice last week when he made his surprise debut, so it only makes sense that he's given the "Best in the World" as his first opponent. When Goldberg tries to make Punk fear the spear four days before he goes to war with the Gore, will the "Spokesperson of Straight Edge" be next, or is the "Jewish Juggernaut" going to be put to sleep?
PROMOS
Umaga and The Rock will discuss their respective Summerslam matches.
Fandango will discuss his broken nose last week and his Summerslam match.
Sting will discuss his Summerslam match and what's next for him if he doesn't win the Extreme Championship.
Homicide and the rest of L.A.X. will discuss the Triple Threat Ironman Match at Summerslam.
Matt and Hurricane will explain their actions last week.
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Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 PREVIEW!
Going to be another awesome show. Already got a promo up. Pretty excited to work with Shawn.
Going to be another awesome show. Already got a promo up. Pretty excited to work with Shawn.
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Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/14/13 Edition!
Thanks for the kind words SBS. I really appreciate it brother.
I don't usually comment on shows but seeing as I run the day to day stuff I figured I'd be supportive of my staff and so here I am. Firstly to the writers. Natlav, as I said earlier you are becoming really really good at this writing thing. Not many people can pull off a 8 man tag match. I laughed when there were no entrances to the tag match, and I can't blame you as that sucks.
Dresdon as always, without you there would probably not be an anarchy right now. Your commitment to this brand is what has kept it alive and will continue to keep it alive, even though you are "technically" retired. Though the effort you put in with a kid is outstanding so I want to thank you for that.
Now as for the show. Finally Andrew gets a hard earned win. I haven't seen a MITB winner get buried as bad as Rollins since Mr. Kennedy's short run. That said I understand its all part of a storyline. Not sure what to make of what happened after the match, Tyson Kidd working for Vince Russo? Must say that shocked me, and I'm hoping Andrew's face turn is for the better as I always thought he played a better face rollins any way.
Triple Threat Ironman match is win! And a great way to book things with Albo and Blizzard only being able to go one on one. Chase has quite a task at Summerslam ahead of him on both Anarchy and Raw. I knew Fetter was picking up Goldberg and if he sticks around as "the Man" I forsee him going very far. Another person I see going very far on this show I hope gets a shot is Captain Charisma's Christian. Both of these guys have what it takes and is the reason I send both of them here, as anything truly can happen on Anarchy.
As for the clustered main event. Chaos was the name of the game. I get that's Anarchy's theme, but wow. Kinda disappointed to see that Slim and Bumout haven't started their tting for Summerslam yet, but Sting and Umaga make up for it. Match I want to see is Rhino v. CM Punk though. The Two former World champions with everything on the line. Summerslam from the Green side is going to be just as hot as anywhere this year.
So once again, thank you to the writers for the show, the trash talkers for the promos and the tting. UWF is a success because of all of you.
Thanks for the kind words SBS. I really appreciate it brother.
Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 PREVIEW!
Dresdon and I? This is gonna be a fun one. Best of luck to you Chris, and everyone else on the card. Let's make this a great go-home show green crew.
Dresdon and I? This is gonna be a fun one. Best of luck to you Chris, and everyone else on the card. Let's make this a great go-home show green crew.
Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/14/13 Edition!
One hell of a show! This is shaping up to be an amazing SummerSlam from the green brand. The build up is crazy!
One hell of a show! This is shaping up to be an amazing SummerSlam from the green brand. The build up is crazy!
Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 PREVIEW!
Taking on Captain Charisma's Christian. This should be good.
Taking on Captain Charisma's Christian. This should be good.
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Wow that was a really enjoyable show! Goldberg opens the show, Rollins wins a match and is having this odd face turn(?) thing so lets see what happens there, Its Hardy vs Hardy. OH YEAH. And lastly, triple threat iron man AND a crazy action packed main event. Ooooh man. That was pretty fun stuff
So Anarchys side of SS is shaping up nicely, I really cant wait to see the aftermath of it. Looking great guys and as always, huge shoutout to the staff for always giving it 110%. So thank you for that
Wow that was a really enjoyable show! Goldberg opens the show, Rollins wins a match and is having this odd face turn(?) thing so lets see what happens there, Its Hardy vs Hardy. OH YEAH. And lastly, triple threat iron man AND a crazy action packed main event. Ooooh man. That was pretty fun stuff
So Anarchys side of SS is shaping up nicely, I really cant wait to see the aftermath of it. Looking great guys and as always, huge shoutout to the staff for always giving it 110%. So thank you for that
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I was real surprised to see Goldberg. Was not expecting that at all. Very nice surprise.
And the rest of the show... Rollins... he gettin there. He gettin there. Kidd gonna bring the fight.
triple threat ironman match... that should be something special there.
main event... anarchy at its best. Team Rock won but that was a fun match. Gives me a little ammo for the TT
Anarchy... team Green... we just straight killin it folks.
I was real surprised to see Goldberg. Was not expecting that at all. Very nice surprise.
And the rest of the show... Rollins... he gettin there. He gettin there. Kidd gonna bring the fight.
triple threat ironman match... that should be something special there.
main event... anarchy at its best. Team Rock won
but that was a fun match. Gives me a little ammo for the TT Anarchy... team Green... we just straight killin it folks.
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Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 Edition
The cameras come on and Anarchy is live but before things go ringside for the pyro or the usual opening, the displaying of the banner on the titantron screen, before the broadcasters can say a word or a single note of "Thunder Kiss '65" can be emitted from the PA system, we begin filming backstage in an area of the arena where a metal shutter door is seen. Suddenly, a man walks onscreen with sunglasses on.
Steve Borden: Hello, boys and girls. It's Wednesday night and all of the television sets around the world are tuned in to the only channel that can bring them the same great action they experience every week on Anarchy, the UWF network. Now for those of you in the arena that are looking at the titantron screen with a puzzled look on your face and those of you that are sitting at home doing the same thing, allow me to introduce myself. I am the "Icon" Sting, the former Extreme Champion and the man that many would say is the heart and soul of not only Anarchy, but UWF's Wednesday night product in general, meaning back when it was NXT those people felt that way, right now they feel that way, and no matter how many name and scenery changes this brand may or may not go through, they're still going to feel that way. And I can't say I have a hard time agreeing with them, and I don't say that pridefully or arrogantly, I say that because it's the truth. If there was no "Icon" Sting on Wednesday nights, what would happen? We all know what brought me here, Samoa Joe and I lost the UWF Tag Team Championships, and per the stipulation the member of the losing team that took the pinfall, myself, would leave Smackdown and come here to NXT, now Anarchy. But what if that had never happened? What if I'd said no to the stipulation and not agreed to put myself in that situation? Better yet, imagine if I'd never come to the UWF at all.
Who would've beaten Seth Rollins and won the right to whatever reward they pleased? Who would've brought in Mick Foley to loosen Russo's death grip on things around here? Who would've taken the beatings from S.C.A.R. and The Cabinet and kept coming back to fight? I don't know anyone else that would've shouldered even a fraction of the burden that I have, and that's because no one else loves this place enough to do it except me. No one is willing to be the type of hero I am, no one is willing to stand up for this place. You want proof? The period of time that I was out following the first beating delivered to me by CM Punk and the rest of the Cabinet, who fought them in my absence? The Purveyors of Poison, I group I created. Which brings me back to my point, who would've fought for this place if I'd never come here to create that group so that there would be other men willing to fight? But that's not all that I want you to consider. Let's think back further than that, let's think about what I've done for this place outside of the ring. Sure I was scorned during the period of time I was the General Manager and abused my power much like everyone that's held that position here has, I've apologized for that and made peace with that and in no way am I justifying it, I bring it up for the sole purpose of asking you to ask yourself another question. If I wasn't here, who would've kept NXT running in JBL's absence.
The answer? Probably no one. NXT would've died long before it got to where it's at today. But I'm not patting myself on the back and I'm not discrediting the work that other men have done to make this place a success, because there are men like the "War Machine" Rhino and Fandango and even the "Best in the World" CM Punk and Seth Rollins that have worked hard, I just wanted you all to realize what exactly you have in Sting. You have a friend in Sting, you have a hero in Sting, and I promise that as long as I am bestowed the blessing of continuing to live and breathe, then surely as I do, in fact, live and breathe, I will never let you down. There's a man that wants to take me away from you fans, he's coming after all of the ways I benefit the life of this brand so he can violently remove my hands from the pulse of it and destroy me. So he can take my place? No, just to watch the world burn. What does he care about the preservation of this place? He doesn't. If Anarchy ceased to exist tomorrow, he and Trish would just go to a different brand. It's all about titles and victories to that Samoan sociopath and there's more to all of this than that. Umaga, I stand here without the face paint on, without the jacket on, to prove to you that what I told you is true, that the make-up and the attire isn't what makes me Sting, it's that continued living and breathing that makes me Sting.
It's every child's smiling face that makes me Sting. It's every passionate fan cheering in unison with every other passionate fan and chanting my name, supporting my cause and willing me forward, that makes...me...Sting. It's true that I know how many days it's been since you took that Extreme Championship away from me, and I've been thinking every second since then about how to get it back, and it almost drove me mad, but understand this you gigantic primate, I don't want that Extreme Championship for the same reasons that you do. I don't want it so I can make my resume look more interesting, I don't want it because it'll make the pictures that are taken of me look prettier. I don't want it so they'll put me on magazine covers or video game covers or trading cards and t-shirts, I've already been there and done that, and while it was enjoyable, there's more to this than that, that alone doesn't fulfill me. I want that Extreme Championship because in order for it to truly have prestige, it needs to belong to someone that's going to treat it with prestige. I don't want it because I intend to hold it forever, I don't care how long I hold it as long as you don't get to a day past Summerslam. This match is my crusade and my mission to save this place from the devastation you've been causing it since your talent contract became active, first under JBL's thumb and now under Russo's thumb. It's time for it to stop. As long as you hold that championship, you're marketable, you serve a purpose, but once you lose it and fail to capitalize on your guaranteed rematch and I remain the champion, that's when you become expendable.
You want to know what's next for me if I fail to win the Extreme Championship, Umaga? You want to know what's next for me, Trish? Rock, I know you're curious. Vince, I know you want to know. All of my detractors and enemies do, because they're hoping that me failing to win this will be the defeat that finally breaks the camel's back, they're crossing their fingers that that match-ending Samoan Spike would be the final nail in the coffin, well here's your answer, and it should sound familiar to you. The one thing that's for sure about Sting is that nothing is for sure. Maybe I go after the Ironman Championship and try to unseat the Latin American Xchange from the position they hold over this place, assuming Perry Saturn doesn't get the job done. Maybe the new anti-hero of UWF and I add another chapter to our differences and I take that briefcase away from him. Maybe Rhino and I tag up and go after the UWF Tag Team Championships that Cena and your boy Edge are holding. Or maybe, just maybe, I take the loss and use it to motivate me even more, and start at the back of the line as is customary just so I can get back to the front of it and take another crack at you. No matter how many times I have to try, whether it's one more time and this Sunday is the pay off, or it's a million more times, I'm taking not only that belt, but I'm taking what you're trying to take from me if I have to, a life.
Sting's passion and fire and excitement vanishes instantly and becomes a quiet and almost morbid intensity as he whispers he's next words.
It's Showtime.
Sting turns and walks offscreen as the crowd cheers him in the passionate manner that they always do and with the liveliness that he spoke of. As the titantron screen goes black, the camera cuts away to the Anarchy banner.
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The crowd go crazy as the Anarchy theme plays and pyro goes off inside the sold out arena. The camera quickly pans the crowd and then up the ramp as the pyro continues to shoot out of everywhere imaginable before the camera pans over to the commentary table where Joey Styles, Taz, and William Regal are sitting by.
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Joey Styles: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another red hot edition of Wednesday Night Anarchy! I'm Joey Styles.
Taz: And alongside him once again, I'm Taz.
William Regal: And the dashing gentlemen on the other side of him is myself, William Regal. Quite stirring and fiery words from the "Icon" a moment ago, wouldn't you say, gents?
Joey Styles: After so much time between him losing the title and challenging for it again and everything that's happened in that time, I'll admit I was skeptical things could pick up much steam, but I've never been more happy to be wrong.
Taz: You got that right, Joe, things are getting real personal, real quick. And if I was Sting, I'd be watchin' my back tonight since, ya know, he's in action and Umaga's not.
William Regal: And of course what he's referring to is the singles match we have on tap between the "Icon" Sting and the "Show Off" Dolph Ziggler, one of the men that will challenge for the Ironman Championship in four nights.
Joey Styles: That'll certainly be a match to keep your eyes peeled for, fans, but that's only a taste as we've got FIVE other matches in addition to that one scheduled!
Taz: It's like a pay-per-view before the pay-per-view, Joe. And for an example of that, look no furtha' than what's lined up for Derrick Bateman tonight, a chance ta' go one-on-one with The Rock!
William Regal: And before their partners in crime do battle at Summerslam, Hernandez and Al Snow are looking to mix it up.
Joey Styles: Plus, in tag team action, it's going to be the high flying team of the "Charismatic Enigma" Jeff Hardy and the "Anti-Hero" Seth Rollins taking on the "Crown Prince" of Anarchy Tyson Kidd and The Hurricane.
Taz: And in a main event for the ages, it's gonna be the "Best in the World" CM Punk versus Goldberg! That's huge!
William Regal: It's going to be a powder keg of a show, gents, and we start it off officially with our opening contest.
Joey Styles: But first, Matt Striker is standing by to get a word with one of the participants!
We see Matt Striker at the backstage.
Matt Striker: Ladies and gentlemen, Christian. Christian, you are about to go one on one with your childhood friend, Rhino. How do you feel?
Christian: How do I feel? Very good. Hey, don't ask your question, because I know it. You will ask "Why?". Well let me tell you the question but it seems to me you have find the answer by yourself. I feel good because I am about to face one my very close friends, Rhino. It has been a long time since we both squared off in a wrestling ring. I am excited about this match. Rhino is one of the toughest guys not only in Anarchy, also in UWF. He is a great person and a wrestler, I do not doubt it. This will be enjoyable both for me and Rhino, also for the fans. It is a match to enjoy. But make no mistake, I will do everything to make sure that I leave that ring as the winner. Because I need to prove myself. I don't like Vince Russo, to be honest I hate him because he is nothing more than an asshole who likes to abuse his power. But I know that I need to show Vince Russo that I deserve what I am seeking for.
Matt Striker: Well, what do you seek then Christian?
Christian: Actually I thought you would guess it. I think most of the people have the answer. But really, don't you have the answer Matt?
Matt Striker: I have a guess but I am not sure. That "One More Match"?
Christian: You are actually wrong, but you are really close to the answer, you are about to find it. I had get all these one more matches in the past but as I am not a cry baby or a whiner I will accept the reality. I didn't get the job done. You see, I can't say that UWF Management screwed me. Because I got screwed in my career for several times. You know when WWE Management didn't wanted to take me to the main event scene which I really deserved. Or back when Larry Zbyzsko and Earl Hebner screwed me out of NWA World Title. Do you remember that? I remember it. That left a huge scar on me. A scar that reminds me lots of things. UWF Management didn't screw me. They gave me all these matches but I wasn't able to get the championship into my hands. So the remaining part was at me, so I am the one who should be blamed. I am not blaming anybody, but myself.
Matt Striker: So what is your plan Christian? Because you jumped from Raw to here on Anarchy.
Christian: My plan is to get ONE MORE CHAMPIONSHIP into my hands. I know I can do it. I have to work my ass of to get from the back of the line to the front. Because no one is going to serve a championship or a chance for it to me. I am not a generation wrestler, I am not favourite of anyone on the board, I am not on Vince Russo's good side. So seems like everything is against me, all odds are on my way to the top. It is a scene that I got used to. Because in my career everyone said I can't do or accomplish anything. They said I can be only a sidekick. But I proved them wrong, and once again I will prove them wrong as I earn that ONE MORE MATCH and as I win it to become a champion! BECAUSE THAT'S (FANS SCREAM HOW I ROLL) See Matt, you don't know the answers, but they do.
Christian leaves as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
As the opening bell rings, the camera pans to the ring where Christy Hemme is standing by, ready to do the introductions for the first match.
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"Just Close Your Eyes" by Story Of The Year can be heard bellowing out of the arena's PA system, signalling the imminent arrival of Captain Charisma, Christian. Many UWF fans can be seen singing along with the theme music while others are cheering and waving around their signs in support of him as well as showing off their memorabilia. Just five to ten seconds after the commencement of his theme music, Christian emerges from the back sporting a smirk on his face as he looks around at the cheering audience. Christian only momentarily stands on the stage before choosing to make his way down the ramp towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds. Christian!
Christian reaches the bottom of the ramp, rounds the corner and walks up the steel steps, before approaching the ring ropes. Christian walks along the ring apron, wipes his feet and enters the ring.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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Rhino's theme, 'War Machine' by Kiss begins to play, the famous riff playing over the snapping snare drum before finally the the drum fill plays and the theme kicks into full swing. Rhino emerges from the back as lyrics are belted out through the audio system and marches down to the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds. The "War Machine", Rhino!
He makes the run at the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring, standing up and heading to the nearest turnbuckle, ascending it and proceeding to beat his chest and throw both hands into the air. Rhino lets out a primal roar as the crowd too roar with approval before he steps down and gets ready for the match ahead.
DING DING!
VS.
Both men meet up center ring, as Christian slaps Rhino across the face. Rhino snaps his head back angrily as the crowd is already fully behind Rhino. Rhino with a left, with a right, with a left, with a right; sending Christian down to the mat. Rhino throws both hands up as the crowd is eating it up. Christian uses Rhino's tights to pull himself back up, he pushes Rhino back into the ref; before delivering a hard low blow to the lower region of Rhino, who drops like a sack of potatoes.
Christian with the cover!
1...
2....
No Rhino rolls the shoulder!
Styles: A cheap blow by Christian! He almost stole this match.
Christian is back on the attack as he comes down with hard lefts & rights to the skull of Rhino. Christian brings his arm across the throat of Rhino. The ref counts a five count forcing Christian to finally break the choke. Christian pulls Rhino up by his hair, as he squares him up for another hard right but Rhino counters. Rhino throws a left but it's blocked by Christian who counters with a swift kick to the gut of Rhino. He grabs both of Rhino's arms & turns him round and brings him down hard for the KILLSWITCH! Christian with the cover!
1...
2...
3...
Christian has won the match! He raises both hands up in victory as his music blares through the PA system and Anarchy heads to its first commercial of the night.
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COMMERCIAL ONE
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Fans in the Arena Cheer as all of a sudden the Mexican Aristocrat is shown backstage
Alberto Del Rio: My name is Alberto Del Rio, but chu' already knew that. I have been traded here on Anarchy a month ago, but there has been business that I had to attend to back home in Mexico. For all my fans here in the UWF you know I care and love you, but there was some issues that needed to be taken care of, and we all know that. After Summerslam you will be seeing the return of the 'Mexican Aristocrat' here in the UWF. I have nothing else on my mind, but becoming the International championship. CM Punk, Rhino, Fandango, and The Rock better watch out because Alberto Del Rio is here, and is ready to take the UWF by storm.
I will no longer accept anything less then 100 percent here. On Raw I had an opportunity and let it get past me. That will never happen to me again. I am to damn good to let anything past me by. I have my people in Mexico who want to see me succeed here in the UWF, and I am not going to let anyone down. I am someone who is more dedicated, and more ready then ever before. This time no one will stop me in being the best wrestler on this roster. I have never been more prepared in my life. Anarchy is not for the faint of heart, but in all honesty I don't have a weak heart. Just like my father I have a strong heart that will not give in.
So after Summerslam... Anarchy remember my name, because I will make sure you won't forget it because I am....
Ricardo Rodriguez appear on screen
Ricardo Rodriguez: ALBEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOO DEEELLLLLLLL..........
All of a sudden the camera falls down as fans just hear a buzzing noise, soon the camera man gets up and picks up the camera , and you see Homicide, Hernandez, and Konan beating on Ricardo and Alberto. Konan goes as he handles on Ricardo, as Homicide starts to beat on Del Rio. Hernandez begins to pick Del Rio up, and Homicide begins to speak to him holding the Ironman Championship.
Homicide: You want to pretend to be us... You want act like your one of us. Get the hell out of here. You see this, you see this title. This shit is real son, this right here is power, and it is something you will never have. You're disgrace to all of us in Mexico, and a disgrace to Lucha Libre. You actually think we care where you have been? Hell na son we were waiting for you to come back so we can kick your ass son. You are not one us, you are one them.
Homicide goes as he whack the title over the head of Alberto Del Rio. Konan gloes as he picks up Ricardo as he suffers the same fate as Alberto Del Rio. Konan goes as he drags Ricardo, and Hernandez goes as he drags Alberto Del Rio, they drag Alberto Del Rio as Konan goes on to speaks towards Hernandez
Konan: Time to take out the trash boys.
They finish dragging both Ricardo, and Alberto in front of some dumpsters, there are some workers trying to stop this fighting, but Homicide goes over and attacks the workers. Homicide once done attacking the workers goes as he opens up the dumpsters. Hernandez goes as he picks up Ricardo and border tosses him to the dumpster. Del Rio is showing some life as he is going near a catering table. Konan goes over and he begins to talk towards him
Konan: Where chu' going Alberto... you know your father he would be sick to his damn stomachs. That you gave up whatever little damn cahones' you had left just to become some fake aristocrat? Tell me Alberto if the UWF cared about you where in the hell is more workers trying to stop you. Alberto no matter how much you give up to there Gringo ways you are still a minority to them. They don't care about you fool, but maybe this right here will be a wake up call to you, maybe this right here where people will get our messages. Sorry hombre' you have disgraces not only lucha libre, but your father Mil Mascaras's name. Since though you're Latino do you have any last requests?
Del Rio goes and he spits in the face on Konan and says something to him
Alberto Del Rio: Vete al infierno...
Konan: Wrong answer.
Konan goes as he grabs an empty glass and cracks the head of Alberto Del Rio, there is obviouly blood there. Konan lets Hernandez take his limp body. Hernandez goes as he border tosses Alberto into the dumpster Homicide closes the dumpster as the three ment together stand tall Konan begins to talk
Konan: Anarchy... UWF did you see our violence? You think that we are just some racist hate groups against the white. We are not, we are people trying to clean lucha libre up from all its trash that we have today. You see we attacked one of our own blood, we made sure he paid for selling out to these damn gringos, and you know now L.A.X isn't playing a damn game. You're either with us or against us. You guys better call 911 and remember the digits for 5150, for all you uneducated that means insane people on the loose. Yes we are insane, yes we can't be controlled, but nobody, and I mean nobody will stop us. Our purpose will be heard, and we will end this mentality once and for all.
Homicide: You think it was damn easy for us to do that... Naa it wasn't easy sons, but guess what we don't give a damn. You're either with or your against us. That is just the truth. You see this pain we caused to Alberto, it is the same pain that I will cause to anyone trying to take my title. This Ironman championship shows that we the Latin American Xchange hsve power in the UWF, and soon we will have more power. Mop boy Saturn, and Mr.Showoff Ziggler. Let this be a warning to you two. At Summerslam when you step into that ring with me you will be in my way to succeeding my mission. My mission to end this gringo mentality come to think of it the UWF, and management seem to like good looking guys like you Ziggler. It would be a damn shame Ziggler if I messed up that damn pretty face of yours. Mop boy you're just a freak too me, and like all the other freaks I deal with I crush them, and make sure they never want to deal with me again. So you two just know there will be a lot of pain and suffering heading your damn way at Summerslam. Brrraaaappppppp Brrrrrraaaaaapppppppp
Hernandez: We are not finish... cause next I am going to take out the man known as Al Snow. I am not going to make sure you suffer tonight Snow, but I am going to make sure by the end of the night your fake head will be crying tears for you. Ya see this was just a preview of what will happen. THIS IS ONLY A DAMN PREVIEW!
Hernandez goes as he grabs the dumpster with Ricardo, and Alberto in it as he pushes it down the hall causing it to roll down the slope it is on, and flip it over.
Hernandez: See you next Snow...
Hernandez leaves as Homicide goes as he holds his title up high and Konan screams
Konan: ARIBA LA RAZA!!!!!!!!!!
Konsn laughs as him and Homicide leave, and we cut off to the ring, where Christy Hemme is standing by.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, HEAD
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPPY
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, TERRI
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPHEAD
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The crowd ain't waiting a fairly long time as Al Snow runs out onto the middle of the stage. He stops in the middle of the ramp, Head in his hands as he waves to the fans with his free hand.
Suddenly, the cheers get even louder as Terri Runnels and Perry Saturn with Moppy slung over his shoulder are seen coming from behind the curtain as well. Al waits for them as the fans cheer the group. They slowly make their way down the ramp, slowly walking around the ring until they reach the stairs.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Terri Runnels, Perry Saturn, Moppy, and Head. From Nashville, Tennessee. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. Representing MopHead, Al Snow!
Al slides in the ring as Terri and the others remain ringside, leaving Al in the ring to lean Head in the corner as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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"To Live And Die In LAX" by Dale Oliver and Serg Salinas begins to play as the crowd erupts into cheers. Before long Homicide comes out from the back with Hernandez and Konnan not too far behind him. They make their way down to the ring throwing out gang signs and shouting at the crowd in Spanish.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Konnan and the Ironman Champion Homicide. From Houston, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds. Representing the Latin American Xchange, Hernandez!
Konnan and Homicide remain ringside as Hernandez enters the ring, crossing both arms as the ring bell sounds again.
DING DING!
VS.
Both men are in the ring. They both lock it up and Hernandez takes Al's head with a side headlock. Snow tries to send Hernandez to ropes but Hernandez blocks it. Both men are on their knees. They get on their feet slowly. Snow punches Hernandez in the gut, sends him to ropes but a shoulder block from Hernandez! Snow is down on the mat. Crowd cheers as Hernandez gets the upper hand. Hernandez bounces from the ropes but Al Snow with a ducking and he leaps over Hernandez, then Snow connects a dropkick! Hernandez is down. Now Snow is the man who bounces from ropes. Hernandez this time makes a ducking, then he gets up on his feet and bows but a kick from Snow to Hernandez's head. Crowd boos it. Snow bounces from the ropes but a huge lariat by Hernandez! Snow is down! Crowd cheers Hernandez. Hernandez takes Snow up on his feet and he body slams Snow on the mat! That was hard! Snow holds his back. Hernandez bounces from the ropes and tries a body splash but Snow rolls out of the way. Hernandez holds his chest. Hernandez gets up to his feet slowly. Snow kicks him from the gut and tries a suplex but Hernandez blocks it and Hernandez is the one who suplexes Snow! Snow is down. Hernandez covers...
ONE...
But Snow kicked it out at one. Hernandez takes him up to his feet and tries another body slam but Snow falls behind him and holds him from his waist and goes for an O'Connor Roll but Hernandez holds on the ropes. Snow falls back and Hernandez goes for a lariat but Snow ducks from it, Hernandez bounces from the ropes and a scoop powerslam by Snow! Crowd starts to boo Snow. Snow slowly goes up to corner, but Hernandez gets up on his feet and hits the ropes! Snow is on the corner as he is in pain. Hernandez gets up to turnbuckle and connects punches to Snow's back. Hernandez tries a superplex but Snow blocks it. He punches Hernandez in the gut and he connects series of headbutts! Hernandez is down! Snow gets up on the corner. Now Hernandez is on his feet and a flying crossbody by Snow! But Hernandez rolls through and covers it!
ONE...
TWO...
But Snow again kicks it out! When they get up on their feet Snow tries to punch Hernandez but he ducks and holds Snow with an inverted headlock and Hernandez makes a lifting inverted DDT! Hernandez wastes no times as he bounces from the ropes and connects a body splash! Hernandez gets up on his feet and taunts. Will he finish it? He gets up Snow for a Border Toss but Snow falls behind him. Now Snow with a sleeper hold! He jumps on Hernandez's back and he applies a body scissors as well! Hernandez fades away slowly! Crowd booes. Hernandez is on one knee. Crowd claps for Hernandez to get up. Hernandez slowly gets up and runs back to corner. He smashes Snow to corner for several times and Snow let's it go. Hernandez shakes his head. He charges on the Snow who is at the corner, but Snow with a kick to Hernandez's face. Snow goes up to turnbuckle and tries another flying crossbody but Hernandez catches him up in the air and a fallaway slam! Snow is down! Snow is on the apron. Hernandez goes and stands him up. He hip tosses him inside the ring. Hernandez kicks Snow in the gut and holds him high in the air for a vertical suplex. He holds him up, but suddenly Snow connects a knee to the head. Snow falls on his feet. Snow connects forearm smashes to head, tries to Irish Whip him but Hernandez reverses it and bows down but Snow connects a running DDT! Snow covers!
ONE...
TWO...
Hernandez is able to kick it out. Snow takes him up and takes him to corner. Snow with punches to head. Snow goes to opposite corner and runs but a lariat out of nowhere from Hernandez! Snow is down! Hernandez takes him up on his feet, a kick to the gut. Hernandez connects a fist to Snow's back. Hernandez takes him up and a Canadian Backbreaker! Snow is hurt! Snow crawls to corner. He gets up on his feet. Hernandez charges and a corner clothesline! Then he holds Snow and overhead belly to belly suplex! Hernandez taunts it one more time. He takes Snow up, suddenly a knee lift by Al Snow! He sends him shoulder first to ring post! Hernandez holds his shoulder. Snow pulls him, Irish Whips him but a Get Off Me from Hernandez! But he holds his shoulder! That's the effect that the ring post caused moments ago! Hernandez slowly gets up Snow on his feet. Suddenly Snow takes his arm and arm wrench! He connects a shoulder block. Another arm wrench and another shoulder block. He sends him to corner and Hernandez hits shoulder first. Snow with a chop block. Hernandez is on his one knee, Snow bounces from the ropes and a boot to the face. Snow covers again.
ONE...
TWO...
Hernandez kicks it out. Snow takes his arm and an armbar by Snow. Crowd claps for Hernandez as he gets up on his feet slowly. Hernandez with punches to head but a knee lift from Snow. He tries to Irish Whip him but Hernandez counters and a pullback spinebuster! Snow is down! Hernandez goes to apron. Snow gets up to his feet. Hernandez tries a springboard shoulder block but Snow ducks and Hernandez falls mat hard! He holds his shoulder. Snow with stomps to Hernandez's shoulder. Hernandez holds on to the ropes. Referee counts and Snow lets it go at three. Snow gets him up and an armlock body slam. Hernandez is having a bad time. Snow gets him up on his feet and goes to ropes but Crackerjack from Hernandez! Both men are down! Referee counts!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
SEVEN...
Both men get up on their feet. Both men punches each other back and forth. Hernandez gets the upperhand and sends Snow to ropes but Snow stays on ropes. Hernandez charges but Snow sends him over to apron. Snow goes for a punch but Hernandez holds it and a punch to the head! Snow goes back, now Air Mexico from Hernandez! Hernandez gets up on his feet and taunts. He takes Snow up and Border Toss! Hernandez covers and hooks the leg!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Here is your winner: Hernandez
Crowd cheers as Hernandez gets the victory. He gets up on his feet and referee holds his hand high. Hernandez goes up to corner and he celebrates his victory.
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As Anarchy returns from commercial, the cameras pan backstage to where Umaga is standing by, his appearance causing the fans to uproar into boos.
UWF Extreme Champion Umaga
You're running out of time, Sting, Summerslam is only four nights away. That's only four more nights that you get to give these passionate speeches to get as many of these people emotionally invested in not only the match, but the false hope you have of winning it. Four more nights that you have to build yourself up and build yourself up before I knock you off of cloud nine and everything you're sitting on over like a house of cards. Four more nights that you get to run your mouth, eat solid food, and breathe on your own because I promise you, after Summerslam, all of those luxuries are going to be things of the past. It's a good thing you're comfortable without the face paint on, because once I've had my fun and run roughshod over your aged and feeble body, you aren't going to be able to lift your arms or even move your fingers to put that paint on.
Why don't you cut out the act, Sting? You accuse me of lying to everyone else with this "character" I'm portraying, but it's you that speaks of falsehoods every time you grab a microphone. You speak of never giving up and continuing to fight no matter what because every man, woman, and child in this arena needs something to believe in, like you're doing them a favor. But you're only doing them a disservice, because once I destroy their hero and eradicate the man that speaks of himself as though he's invisible and shatter all of their beliefs and every inch of stock they put in you, their hearts are going to become so cold and black, that they're only going to become like the people you're trying to protect them from, people like me. By going forward with this match, by making it so personal and trying your hardest to be taken seriously and act tough, you're only enabling my behavior, you're feeding a caged animal even though the sign tells you not to.
I'm going to give these fans something to believe in, Sting, and that's nightmares. I am going to make them see that all of their fears are real, and they exist in one living and breathing being, and his name is Umaga. I'm here to step on your optimism like I'm going to step on your esophagus, and I'm going to do it by bringing this fact to light. It's foolish for you to talk about what's next, because there isn't going to be anything in your future beyond Summerslam except endless suffering and a diminished quality of life that you'll be begging and pleading and praying to have ended. You could've avoided this if you'd hung up the boots after Wrestlemania, but you didn't. You could've avoided this by allowing fate to run its course in that Triple Cage and lost gracefully, but you didn't. You could've even gone to Raw, but you didn't.
You refuse to listen to reason, you refuse to realize your limits, and now I have no choice left but to get through to you physically, and because of the things you've had to say, I'm not going to feel an ounce of remorse about taking that course of action. There's a reason you keep having to fight off guys like me, Sting, because as long as you wear the title of hero around here, yours is a war that's never going to end, at least not in the way you want it to. The preservation of justice you crave is a fairy tale, and it's on me to wake you up to that. Four more nights is all you have left.
Umaga holds up four fingers as a look of intensity is in his facial expression and his eyes as the camera pans over to reveal The Rock and Trish Stratus kissing as the fans erupt into a mixed reaction.
The Rock puts an end to the kiss as he pulls away, his eyes opening as he turns to the camera with a raised eyebrow.
The Rock:
What, we're rolling? You should know by now that you can't just pan the camera over to the "Great One" whenever you feel like it. The Rock has needs outside of whoopin' monkey ass and The Rock is so neck deep in pie, that he can literally snap his fingers and have those needs met. *snaps his fingers* Just like that. You see, Trish and The Rock were celebrating a little bit early, because those four nights that Umaga was talking about, they're the same four nights that that dancing little Fanta girl has before The Rock takes her International Championship. Where does she get off, talking about The Rock like she has any chance of beating The Rock, gyrating in the "Great One's" face singing that ridiculous commercial jingle. "Wanna Fanta? Don't you wanna, wanna Fanta?" No, no, no, no, The Rock doesn't wanna Fanta. The only person that's gonna want a Fanta come Summerslam is the dancing girl herself, because once The Rock does what he does best and lays the smacketh down, she's gonna wanna fan ta' cool down her ass from the Rock kicking it so many times!
Fan Drescher, I know you're in the arena tonight, probably sitting in a make-up chair while Bateman rubs Johnson's baby oil on that area you call a six pack, cosplay costume and all, trying to reattach your lips to your face and get your nose back in alignment. You're sad, you're pouting, you're clutching onto your title for DEAR LIFE and that's because you know it's only a matter of time, those four nights, before The Rock is the brand new International Champion. And it doesn't matter if you've got a rematch clause, Seth Rollins can cash in at any time, and either Punk or Rhino also have a rematch clause, because the "Great One" is ready for aaaaaaallllllll challengers! But before The Rock has to focus on that, before The Rock has to focus on Summerslam, he's going to put his feet up and watch Sting get his Juggalo ass whooped and then go out there and smack Buckwheat's white cousin all across The Rock's hometown of Miami!
The fans erupt with another mixed reaction as Rock leans back for his signature catchphrase.
IF YA SA-MELL-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-OW! WHAT THE ROCK....IS.....COOKIN'!
The Rock, Trish, and Umaga walk offscreen as the camera returns to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"I'M HERE TO SHOW THE WORLD...
I'M HERE TO SHOW THE WORRRLD!
COME ON....BRING IT ONNN!!!!"
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Dolph Ziggler’s entrance music blares out of the speakers, and the crowd bursts in thunderous boo’s. After the drums kicks in, Ziggler makes his way out onto the stage. Ziggler, as cocky as he can be, struts over to the end of the stage as he does his signature spin, with his back now facing the cameras. Ziggler shakes his hips, as he faces the cameras once again, continuing his entrance down the ramp, soaking in the boos from the fans.
Christy Hemme: From Hollywood, Florida. Weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds. He is the "Show Off", Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggler makes his way past the ramp, as he walks over to the side of the ring. Ziggler slides on the apron, as he goes to enter the ring, before stopping and sitting on the middle rope, staring at the fans. Ziggler enters the ring as he jumps on the middle turnbuckle, soaking in the fan’s boos once again, with a smirk across his face. Ziggler hops off the turnbuckle as his music fades out and he gets ready for the match ahead.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
When a man's heart is full of deceit
it burns up, dies, and a dark shadow
falls over his soul.
From the ashes of a once great man has risen a curse,
a wrong that must be righted.
We look to the skies for a vindicator,
someone to strike fear into the black heart of the same man who created him.
The battle between good and evil has begun.
Against an army of shadows comes the dark warrior,
the purveyor of good, with a voice of silence,
and a mission of justice.
This. Is. Sting.
After a brief moment of silence and darkness, the entrance theme of the "Icon" begins to play.
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The theme is "Willing" by Times of Grace, being heard for the first time in UWF, but the fans are still cheering like crazy as they know who it belongs to because of the reading of the poem. The Rock watches the stage intently while Trish and Russo look displeased as Sting walks out and gestures proudly to the cheering crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Venice Beach, California. Weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds. The "Icon", Sting!
Sting makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring, getting ready for the challenge ahead.
DING DING!
VS.
Taz: This match is underway as both men are looking for a boost heading into Summerslam!
Both men center the ring, looking for a angle to lock up at. They lock, as they both try to use their power to push the other back. It's a pretty even tussle so far as neither man has a clear advantage. Ziggler looks to gain the upper hand with a kick to the gut of the Stinger; who releases the hold. Ziggler connects with a hard left, but Sting answers back with a hard right. Ziggler with another hard left, once again answered by the Stinger's hard right. Sting is on the offensive as he connects with a few more rights; sending Ziggler down to the mat, but he's quickly back to his feet. Ziggler is still sporting a bandage across his forehead from a brutal match last week.
Styles: There's no way Ziggler can be 100% tonight. That match last week with Perry Saturn took a lot out of him
Regal: Not only that Joey, but he has another match at Summerslam against that same man, & the champion Hernandez! It's going to be rough.
Sting goes for another hard right, but it's blocked by Ziggler. Ziggler counters with a thumb poke to the eye to try to slow the Stinger down a bit. The ref cautions Ziggler not to do it again, but he just smirks. Ziggler grabs the side of Sting's head, and rears back a left as it comes thundering down sending Sting to the canvas. Ziggler drops a elbow on the chest of Sting straight to the heart, but stays on for the cover. As the ref goes to count.
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Sting easily manages to get the shoulder up. It's going to take a lot more to put him away
Taz: You also have to remember Sting has a match as well at Summerslam. We saw all the chaos last week to end the show.
Regal: That's right Taz. Sting has to face Umaga at Summerslam in a Last Man Standing Match for the Extreme Championship
Ziggler grabs Sting by the hair, as he drags him over to the bottom rung, placing him in a seated position. Ziggler paces back towards the middle of the ring; and slaps his knee and points at Sting. He charges in & Sting moves out the way as Ziggler's knee collides into the ring post. Ziggler crumbles like a sack of potatoes holding that knee. Sting catches his breath as he's back up on his feet; bringing some harsh kicks down on Ziggler's head, chest, & the injured knee.
Styles: Sting is going to try to attack that knee, to possibly set up later for the Scorpion Death Lock.
Sting comes down hard with his elbow on the knee. Grabbing it and wrenching it back as Ziggler yells out in apparent pain. Sting is weakening the knee, taking away a man's knee takes away a man's agility & power. Something that Sting has learned from being in the business for so long. Ziggler can barely stand the pain as he arches his back to try to relieve the pressure. He lets his shoulder's touch down to the mat. The ref begins a count.
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Ziggler quickly pulls his shoulders off the mat, as he begins to go to work on Sting. He connects with a couple of back fists but Sting has the lock on tight. He swings a couple more times & catches Sting across the temple which disorientates him, making him release the hold. Ziggler uses his upper body strength to crawl his way over to the ropes; which he uses as leverage to pull himself up. He's hopping on one leg but he's determine to keep on the offensive. He makes his way over to Sting, who is just barely getting up; and slaps him across the face; sending him back into the ropes. Ziggler follows with a few more step back right's before sending Sting over and down to the concrete below with a HUGE clothesline. Ziggler leans back against the ropes and tries to shake some of the pain out of his knee. He has to get some feeling back into it.
Regal: If Ziggler can just get some feeling back in that knee, he'll be able to put Sting away here!
Sting is back up to his feet, as Ziggler glances over the ropes. He looks back at the ropes behind him and bounces off them. Arriving back at the ropes Ziggler springboards himself into a cross body, taking down Sting once again on the outside. Ziggler instantly grabs at the knee, but somehow wills himself back up, and rolls back into the ring from the apron. Sting soon follows before the ref makes it to a ten count, & this match will continue. Both men make it to their feet at the same time, as they go to exchange blows again. They're going left for left & right for right! Ziggler ducks Sting's next left making him stumble forward & jumps from behind and nails the ZIG ZAG! He can't make a cover though as his knee gives away.
Taz: This could be it! What a huge win this would be for Ziggler going into Summerslam!
Ziggler slowly crawls his way over & gets a arm over Sting.
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NO! Somehow just somehow Sting rolls his shoulder & this match continues!
Regal: Come on ref that was a obvious three count. What a sham!
Both men somehow make it back to their feet. Sting throws a right that connects flush. He grabs Ziggler's arm & Irish whips him into the turnbuckle. He takes his spot at the adjacent turnbuckle as the fans know what's coming next. A little old school Stinger. Sting charges across the ring and jumps, coming down full body on Ziggler for the Stinger Splash! Ziggler is teetering a little bit and Sting puts him down with a European uppercut. The crowd is heavily for Sting right now He goes for a cover..
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But No! It's Ziggler this time who finds the will and determination to kick out & survive.The crowd is at the edge of their seats
Styles: This has been a hell of a match so far. I almost don't want it to end.
Taz: You & me both Joe.
Sting pulls Ziggler up; as he goes to throw a right. Ziggler counters & goes for a kick to the gut but Sting catches the leg. Ziggler goes for a enzurguri but Sting counters by kicking the other leg out from underneath Ziggler. Sting crosses Ziggler legs & flips him over, locking in the Scorpion Deathlock in the middle of the ring!
Steve Borden: Hello, boys and girls. It's Wednesday night and all of the television sets around the world are tuned in to the only channel that can bring them the same great action they experience every week on Anarchy, the UWF network. Now for those of you in the arena that are looking at the titantron screen with a puzzled look on your face and those of you that are sitting at home doing the same thing, allow me to introduce myself. I am the "Icon" Sting, the former Extreme Champion and the man that many would say is the heart and soul of not only Anarchy, but UWF's Wednesday night product in general, meaning back when it was NXT those people felt that way, right now they feel that way, and no matter how many name and scenery changes this brand may or may not go through, they're still going to feel that way. And I can't say I have a hard time agreeing with them, and I don't say that pridefully or arrogantly, I say that because it's the truth. If there was no "Icon" Sting on Wednesday nights, what would happen? We all know what brought me here, Samoa Joe and I lost the UWF Tag Team Championships, and per the stipulation the member of the losing team that took the pinfall, myself, would leave Smackdown and come here to NXT, now Anarchy. But what if that had never happened? What if I'd said no to the stipulation and not agreed to put myself in that situation? Better yet, imagine if I'd never come to the UWF at all.
Who would've beaten Seth Rollins and won the right to whatever reward they pleased? Who would've brought in Mick Foley to loosen Russo's death grip on things around here? Who would've taken the beatings from S.C.A.R. and The Cabinet and kept coming back to fight? I don't know anyone else that would've shouldered even a fraction of the burden that I have, and that's because no one else loves this place enough to do it except me. No one is willing to be the type of hero I am, no one is willing to stand up for this place. You want proof? The period of time that I was out following the first beating delivered to me by CM Punk and the rest of the Cabinet, who fought them in my absence? The Purveyors of Poison, I group I created. Which brings me back to my point, who would've fought for this place if I'd never come here to create that group so that there would be other men willing to fight? But that's not all that I want you to consider. Let's think back further than that, let's think about what I've done for this place outside of the ring. Sure I was scorned during the period of time I was the General Manager and abused my power much like everyone that's held that position here has, I've apologized for that and made peace with that and in no way am I justifying it, I bring it up for the sole purpose of asking you to ask yourself another question. If I wasn't here, who would've kept NXT running in JBL's absence.
The answer? Probably no one. NXT would've died long before it got to where it's at today. But I'm not patting myself on the back and I'm not discrediting the work that other men have done to make this place a success, because there are men like the "War Machine" Rhino and Fandango and even the "Best in the World" CM Punk and Seth Rollins that have worked hard, I just wanted you all to realize what exactly you have in Sting. You have a friend in Sting, you have a hero in Sting, and I promise that as long as I am bestowed the blessing of continuing to live and breathe, then surely as I do, in fact, live and breathe, I will never let you down. There's a man that wants to take me away from you fans, he's coming after all of the ways I benefit the life of this brand so he can violently remove my hands from the pulse of it and destroy me. So he can take my place? No, just to watch the world burn. What does he care about the preservation of this place? He doesn't. If Anarchy ceased to exist tomorrow, he and Trish would just go to a different brand. It's all about titles and victories to that Samoan sociopath and there's more to all of this than that. Umaga, I stand here without the face paint on, without the jacket on, to prove to you that what I told you is true, that the make-up and the attire isn't what makes me Sting, it's that continued living and breathing that makes me Sting.
It's every child's smiling face that makes me Sting. It's every passionate fan cheering in unison with every other passionate fan and chanting my name, supporting my cause and willing me forward, that makes...me...Sting. It's true that I know how many days it's been since you took that Extreme Championship away from me, and I've been thinking every second since then about how to get it back, and it almost drove me mad, but understand this you gigantic primate, I don't want that Extreme Championship for the same reasons that you do. I don't want it so I can make my resume look more interesting, I don't want it because it'll make the pictures that are taken of me look prettier. I don't want it so they'll put me on magazine covers or video game covers or trading cards and t-shirts, I've already been there and done that, and while it was enjoyable, there's more to this than that, that alone doesn't fulfill me. I want that Extreme Championship because in order for it to truly have prestige, it needs to belong to someone that's going to treat it with prestige. I don't want it because I intend to hold it forever, I don't care how long I hold it as long as you don't get to a day past Summerslam. This match is my crusade and my mission to save this place from the devastation you've been causing it since your talent contract became active, first under JBL's thumb and now under Russo's thumb. It's time for it to stop. As long as you hold that championship, you're marketable, you serve a purpose, but once you lose it and fail to capitalize on your guaranteed rematch and I remain the champion, that's when you become expendable.
You want to know what's next for me if I fail to win the Extreme Championship, Umaga? You want to know what's next for me, Trish? Rock, I know you're curious. Vince, I know you want to know. All of my detractors and enemies do, because they're hoping that me failing to win this will be the defeat that finally breaks the camel's back, they're crossing their fingers that that match-ending Samoan Spike would be the final nail in the coffin, well here's your answer, and it should sound familiar to you. The one thing that's for sure about Sting is that nothing is for sure. Maybe I go after the Ironman Championship and try to unseat the Latin American Xchange from the position they hold over this place, assuming Perry Saturn doesn't get the job done. Maybe the new anti-hero of UWF and I add another chapter to our differences and I take that briefcase away from him. Maybe Rhino and I tag up and go after the UWF Tag Team Championships that Cena and your boy Edge are holding. Or maybe, just maybe, I take the loss and use it to motivate me even more, and start at the back of the line as is customary just so I can get back to the front of it and take another crack at you. No matter how many times I have to try, whether it's one more time and this Sunday is the pay off, or it's a million more times, I'm taking not only that belt, but I'm taking what you're trying to take from me if I have to, a life.
Sting's passion and fire and excitement vanishes instantly and becomes a quiet and almost morbid intensity as he whispers he's next words.
It's Showtime.
Sting turns and walks offscreen as the crowd cheers him in the passionate manner that they always do and with the liveliness that he spoke of. As the titantron screen goes black, the camera cuts away to the Anarchy banner.
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The crowd go crazy as the Anarchy theme plays and pyro goes off inside the sold out arena. The camera quickly pans the crowd and then up the ramp as the pyro continues to shoot out of everywhere imaginable before the camera pans over to the commentary table where Joey Styles, Taz, and William Regal are sitting by.
Joey Styles: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another red hot edition of Wednesday Night Anarchy! I'm Joey Styles.
Taz: And alongside him once again, I'm Taz.
William Regal: And the dashing gentlemen on the other side of him is myself, William Regal. Quite stirring and fiery words from the "Icon" a moment ago, wouldn't you say, gents?
Joey Styles: After so much time between him losing the title and challenging for it again and everything that's happened in that time, I'll admit I was skeptical things could pick up much steam, but I've never been more happy to be wrong.
Taz: You got that right, Joe, things are getting real personal, real quick. And if I was Sting, I'd be watchin' my back tonight since, ya know, he's in action and Umaga's not.
William Regal: And of course what he's referring to is the singles match we have on tap between the "Icon" Sting and the "Show Off" Dolph Ziggler, one of the men that will challenge for the Ironman Championship in four nights.
Joey Styles: That'll certainly be a match to keep your eyes peeled for, fans, but that's only a taste as we've got FIVE other matches in addition to that one scheduled!
Taz: It's like a pay-per-view before the pay-per-view, Joe. And for an example of that, look no furtha' than what's lined up for Derrick Bateman tonight, a chance ta' go one-on-one with The Rock!
William Regal: And before their partners in crime do battle at Summerslam, Hernandez and Al Snow are looking to mix it up.
Joey Styles: Plus, in tag team action, it's going to be the high flying team of the "Charismatic Enigma" Jeff Hardy and the "Anti-Hero" Seth Rollins taking on the "Crown Prince" of Anarchy Tyson Kidd and The Hurricane.
Taz: And in a main event for the ages, it's gonna be the "Best in the World" CM Punk versus Goldberg! That's huge!
William Regal: It's going to be a powder keg of a show, gents, and we start it off officially with our opening contest.
Joey Styles: But first, Matt Striker is standing by to get a word with one of the participants!
We see Matt Striker at the backstage.
Matt Striker: Ladies and gentlemen, Christian. Christian, you are about to go one on one with your childhood friend, Rhino. How do you feel?
Christian: How do I feel? Very good. Hey, don't ask your question, because I know it. You will ask "Why?". Well let me tell you the question but it seems to me you have find the answer by yourself. I feel good because I am about to face one my very close friends, Rhino. It has been a long time since we both squared off in a wrestling ring. I am excited about this match. Rhino is one of the toughest guys not only in Anarchy, also in UWF. He is a great person and a wrestler, I do not doubt it. This will be enjoyable both for me and Rhino, also for the fans. It is a match to enjoy. But make no mistake, I will do everything to make sure that I leave that ring as the winner. Because I need to prove myself. I don't like Vince Russo, to be honest I hate him because he is nothing more than an asshole who likes to abuse his power. But I know that I need to show Vince Russo that I deserve what I am seeking for.
Matt Striker: Well, what do you seek then Christian?
Christian: Actually I thought you would guess it. I think most of the people have the answer. But really, don't you have the answer Matt?
Matt Striker: I have a guess but I am not sure. That "One More Match"?
Christian: You are actually wrong, but you are really close to the answer, you are about to find it. I had get all these one more matches in the past but as I am not a cry baby or a whiner I will accept the reality. I didn't get the job done. You see, I can't say that UWF Management screwed me. Because I got screwed in my career for several times. You know when WWE Management didn't wanted to take me to the main event scene which I really deserved. Or back when Larry Zbyzsko and Earl Hebner screwed me out of NWA World Title. Do you remember that? I remember it. That left a huge scar on me. A scar that reminds me lots of things. UWF Management didn't screw me. They gave me all these matches but I wasn't able to get the championship into my hands. So the remaining part was at me, so I am the one who should be blamed. I am not blaming anybody, but myself.
Matt Striker: So what is your plan Christian? Because you jumped from Raw to here on Anarchy.
Christian: My plan is to get ONE MORE CHAMPIONSHIP into my hands. I know I can do it. I have to work my ass of to get from the back of the line to the front. Because no one is going to serve a championship or a chance for it to me. I am not a generation wrestler, I am not favourite of anyone on the board, I am not on Vince Russo's good side. So seems like everything is against me, all odds are on my way to the top. It is a scene that I got used to. Because in my career everyone said I can't do or accomplish anything. They said I can be only a sidekick. But I proved them wrong, and once again I will prove them wrong as I earn that ONE MORE MATCH and as I win it to become a champion! BECAUSE THAT'S (FANS SCREAM HOW I ROLL) See Matt, you don't know the answers, but they do.
Christian leaves as things return to the ring.
DING DING!
As the opening bell rings, the camera pans to the ring where Christy Hemme is standing by, ready to do the introductions for the first match.
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"Just Close Your Eyes" by Story Of The Year can be heard bellowing out of the arena's PA system, signalling the imminent arrival of Captain Charisma, Christian. Many UWF fans can be seen singing along with the theme music while others are cheering and waving around their signs in support of him as well as showing off their memorabilia. Just five to ten seconds after the commencement of his theme music, Christian emerges from the back sporting a smirk on his face as he looks around at the cheering audience. Christian only momentarily stands on the stage before choosing to make his way down the ramp towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds. Christian!
Christian reaches the bottom of the ramp, rounds the corner and walks up the steel steps, before approaching the ring ropes. Christian walks along the ring apron, wipes his feet and enters the ring.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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Rhino's theme, 'War Machine' by Kiss begins to play, the famous riff playing over the snapping snare drum before finally the the drum fill plays and the theme kicks into full swing. Rhino emerges from the back as lyrics are belted out through the audio system and marches down to the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds. The "War Machine", Rhino!
He makes the run at the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring, standing up and heading to the nearest turnbuckle, ascending it and proceeding to beat his chest and throw both hands into the air. Rhino lets out a primal roar as the crowd too roar with approval before he steps down and gets ready for the match ahead.
DING DING!
Both men meet up center ring, as Christian slaps Rhino across the face. Rhino snaps his head back angrily as the crowd is already fully behind Rhino. Rhino with a left, with a right, with a left, with a right; sending Christian down to the mat. Rhino throws both hands up as the crowd is eating it up. Christian uses Rhino's tights to pull himself back up, he pushes Rhino back into the ref; before delivering a hard low blow to the lower region of Rhino, who drops like a sack of potatoes.
Christian with the cover!
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No Rhino rolls the shoulder!
Styles: A cheap blow by Christian! He almost stole this match.
Christian is back on the attack as he comes down with hard lefts & rights to the skull of Rhino. Christian brings his arm across the throat of Rhino. The ref counts a five count forcing Christian to finally break the choke. Christian pulls Rhino up by his hair, as he squares him up for another hard right but Rhino counters. Rhino throws a left but it's blocked by Christian who counters with a swift kick to the gut of Rhino. He grabs both of Rhino's arms & turns him round and brings him down hard for the KILLSWITCH! Christian with the cover!
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Christian has won the match! He raises both hands up in victory as his music blares through the PA system and Anarchy heads to its first commercial of the night.
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Fans in the Arena Cheer as all of a sudden the Mexican Aristocrat is shown backstage
Alberto Del Rio: My name is Alberto Del Rio, but chu' already knew that. I have been traded here on Anarchy a month ago, but there has been business that I had to attend to back home in Mexico. For all my fans here in the UWF you know I care and love you, but there was some issues that needed to be taken care of, and we all know that. After Summerslam you will be seeing the return of the 'Mexican Aristocrat' here in the UWF. I have nothing else on my mind, but becoming the International championship. CM Punk, Rhino, Fandango, and The Rock better watch out because Alberto Del Rio is here, and is ready to take the UWF by storm.
I will no longer accept anything less then 100 percent here. On Raw I had an opportunity and let it get past me. That will never happen to me again. I am to damn good to let anything past me by. I have my people in Mexico who want to see me succeed here in the UWF, and I am not going to let anyone down. I am someone who is more dedicated, and more ready then ever before. This time no one will stop me in being the best wrestler on this roster. I have never been more prepared in my life. Anarchy is not for the faint of heart, but in all honesty I don't have a weak heart. Just like my father I have a strong heart that will not give in.
So after Summerslam... Anarchy remember my name, because I will make sure you won't forget it because I am....
Ricardo Rodriguez appear on screen
Ricardo Rodriguez: ALBEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOO DEEELLLLLLLL..........
All of a sudden the camera falls down as fans just hear a buzzing noise, soon the camera man gets up and picks up the camera , and you see Homicide, Hernandez, and Konan beating on Ricardo and Alberto. Konan goes as he handles on Ricardo, as Homicide starts to beat on Del Rio. Hernandez begins to pick Del Rio up, and Homicide begins to speak to him holding the Ironman Championship.
Homicide: You want to pretend to be us... You want act like your one of us. Get the hell out of here. You see this, you see this title. This shit is real son, this right here is power, and it is something you will never have. You're disgrace to all of us in Mexico, and a disgrace to Lucha Libre. You actually think we care where you have been? Hell na son we were waiting for you to come back so we can kick your ass son. You are not one us, you are one them.
Homicide goes as he whack the title over the head of Alberto Del Rio. Konan gloes as he picks up Ricardo as he suffers the same fate as Alberto Del Rio. Konan goes as he drags Ricardo, and Hernandez goes as he drags Alberto Del Rio, they drag Alberto Del Rio as Konan goes on to speaks towards Hernandez
Konan: Time to take out the trash boys.
They finish dragging both Ricardo, and Alberto in front of some dumpsters, there are some workers trying to stop this fighting, but Homicide goes over and attacks the workers. Homicide once done attacking the workers goes as he opens up the dumpsters. Hernandez goes as he picks up Ricardo and border tosses him to the dumpster. Del Rio is showing some life as he is going near a catering table. Konan goes over and he begins to talk towards him
Konan: Where chu' going Alberto... you know your father he would be sick to his damn stomachs. That you gave up whatever little damn cahones' you had left just to become some fake aristocrat? Tell me Alberto if the UWF cared about you where in the hell is more workers trying to stop you. Alberto no matter how much you give up to there Gringo ways you are still a minority to them. They don't care about you fool, but maybe this right here will be a wake up call to you, maybe this right here where people will get our messages. Sorry hombre' you have disgraces not only lucha libre, but your father Mil Mascaras's name. Since though you're Latino do you have any last requests?
Del Rio goes and he spits in the face on Konan and says something to him
Alberto Del Rio: Vete al infierno...
Konan: Wrong answer.
Konan goes as he grabs an empty glass and cracks the head of Alberto Del Rio, there is obviouly blood there. Konan lets Hernandez take his limp body. Hernandez goes as he border tosses Alberto into the dumpster Homicide closes the dumpster as the three ment together stand tall Konan begins to talk
Konan: Anarchy... UWF did you see our violence? You think that we are just some racist hate groups against the white. We are not, we are people trying to clean lucha libre up from all its trash that we have today. You see we attacked one of our own blood, we made sure he paid for selling out to these damn gringos, and you know now L.A.X isn't playing a damn game. You're either with us or against us. You guys better call 911 and remember the digits for 5150, for all you uneducated that means insane people on the loose. Yes we are insane, yes we can't be controlled, but nobody, and I mean nobody will stop us. Our purpose will be heard, and we will end this mentality once and for all.
Homicide: You think it was damn easy for us to do that... Naa it wasn't easy sons, but guess what we don't give a damn. You're either with or your against us. That is just the truth. You see this pain we caused to Alberto, it is the same pain that I will cause to anyone trying to take my title. This Ironman championship shows that we the Latin American Xchange hsve power in the UWF, and soon we will have more power. Mop boy Saturn, and Mr.Showoff Ziggler. Let this be a warning to you two. At Summerslam when you step into that ring with me you will be in my way to succeeding my mission. My mission to end this gringo mentality come to think of it the UWF, and management seem to like good looking guys like you Ziggler. It would be a damn shame Ziggler if I messed up that damn pretty face of yours. Mop boy you're just a freak too me, and like all the other freaks I deal with I crush them, and make sure they never want to deal with me again. So you two just know there will be a lot of pain and suffering heading your damn way at Summerslam. Brrraaaappppppp Brrrrrraaaaaapppppppp
Hernandez: We are not finish... cause next I am going to take out the man known as Al Snow. I am not going to make sure you suffer tonight Snow, but I am going to make sure by the end of the night your fake head will be crying tears for you. Ya see this was just a preview of what will happen. THIS IS ONLY A DAMN PREVIEW!
Hernandez goes as he grabs the dumpster with Ricardo, and Alberto in it as he pushes it down the hall causing it to roll down the slope it is on, and flip it over.
Hernandez: See you next Snow...
Hernandez leaves as Homicide goes as he holds his title up high and Konan screams
Konan: ARIBA LA RAZA!!!!!!!!!!
Konsn laughs as him and Homicide leave, and we cut off to the ring, where Christy Hemme is standing by.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, HEAD
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPPY
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY WANT, TERRI
WHAT DOES EVERYBODY NEED, MOPHEAD
[video=youtube;87N5gJ-PaFc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87N5gJ-PaFc[/video]
The crowd ain't waiting a fairly long time as Al Snow runs out onto the middle of the stage. He stops in the middle of the ramp, Head in his hands as he waves to the fans with his free hand.
Suddenly, the cheers get even louder as Terri Runnels and Perry Saturn with Moppy slung over his shoulder are seen coming from behind the curtain as well. Al waits for them as the fans cheer the group. They slowly make their way down the ramp, slowly walking around the ring until they reach the stairs.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Terri Runnels, Perry Saturn, Moppy, and Head. From Nashville, Tennessee. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. Representing MopHead, Al Snow!
Al slides in the ring as Terri and the others remain ringside, leaving Al in the ring to lean Head in the corner as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
[video=youtube;IQPvxM4uMHQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQPvxM4uMHQ[/video]
"To Live And Die In LAX" by Dale Oliver and Serg Salinas begins to play as the crowd erupts into cheers. Before long Homicide comes out from the back with Hernandez and Konnan not too far behind him. They make their way down to the ring throwing out gang signs and shouting at the crowd in Spanish.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Konnan and the Ironman Champion Homicide. From Houston, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds. Representing the Latin American Xchange, Hernandez!
Konnan and Homicide remain ringside as Hernandez enters the ring, crossing both arms as the ring bell sounds again.
DING DING!
Both men are in the ring. They both lock it up and Hernandez takes Al's head with a side headlock. Snow tries to send Hernandez to ropes but Hernandez blocks it. Both men are on their knees. They get on their feet slowly. Snow punches Hernandez in the gut, sends him to ropes but a shoulder block from Hernandez! Snow is down on the mat. Crowd cheers as Hernandez gets the upper hand. Hernandez bounces from the ropes but Al Snow with a ducking and he leaps over Hernandez, then Snow connects a dropkick! Hernandez is down. Now Snow is the man who bounces from ropes. Hernandez this time makes a ducking, then he gets up on his feet and bows but a kick from Snow to Hernandez's head. Crowd boos it. Snow bounces from the ropes but a huge lariat by Hernandez! Snow is down! Crowd cheers Hernandez. Hernandez takes Snow up on his feet and he body slams Snow on the mat! That was hard! Snow holds his back. Hernandez bounces from the ropes and tries a body splash but Snow rolls out of the way. Hernandez holds his chest. Hernandez gets up to his feet slowly. Snow kicks him from the gut and tries a suplex but Hernandez blocks it and Hernandez is the one who suplexes Snow! Snow is down. Hernandez covers...
ONE...
But Snow kicked it out at one. Hernandez takes him up to his feet and tries another body slam but Snow falls behind him and holds him from his waist and goes for an O'Connor Roll but Hernandez holds on the ropes. Snow falls back and Hernandez goes for a lariat but Snow ducks from it, Hernandez bounces from the ropes and a scoop powerslam by Snow! Crowd starts to boo Snow. Snow slowly goes up to corner, but Hernandez gets up on his feet and hits the ropes! Snow is on the corner as he is in pain. Hernandez gets up to turnbuckle and connects punches to Snow's back. Hernandez tries a superplex but Snow blocks it. He punches Hernandez in the gut and he connects series of headbutts! Hernandez is down! Snow gets up on the corner. Now Hernandez is on his feet and a flying crossbody by Snow! But Hernandez rolls through and covers it!
ONE...
TWO...
But Snow again kicks it out! When they get up on their feet Snow tries to punch Hernandez but he ducks and holds Snow with an inverted headlock and Hernandez makes a lifting inverted DDT! Hernandez wastes no times as he bounces from the ropes and connects a body splash! Hernandez gets up on his feet and taunts. Will he finish it? He gets up Snow for a Border Toss but Snow falls behind him. Now Snow with a sleeper hold! He jumps on Hernandez's back and he applies a body scissors as well! Hernandez fades away slowly! Crowd booes. Hernandez is on one knee. Crowd claps for Hernandez to get up. Hernandez slowly gets up and runs back to corner. He smashes Snow to corner for several times and Snow let's it go. Hernandez shakes his head. He charges on the Snow who is at the corner, but Snow with a kick to Hernandez's face. Snow goes up to turnbuckle and tries another flying crossbody but Hernandez catches him up in the air and a fallaway slam! Snow is down! Snow is on the apron. Hernandez goes and stands him up. He hip tosses him inside the ring. Hernandez kicks Snow in the gut and holds him high in the air for a vertical suplex. He holds him up, but suddenly Snow connects a knee to the head. Snow falls on his feet. Snow connects forearm smashes to head, tries to Irish Whip him but Hernandez reverses it and bows down but Snow connects a running DDT! Snow covers!
ONE...
TWO...
Hernandez is able to kick it out. Snow takes him up and takes him to corner. Snow with punches to head. Snow goes to opposite corner and runs but a lariat out of nowhere from Hernandez! Snow is down! Hernandez takes him up on his feet, a kick to the gut. Hernandez connects a fist to Snow's back. Hernandez takes him up and a Canadian Backbreaker! Snow is hurt! Snow crawls to corner. He gets up on his feet. Hernandez charges and a corner clothesline! Then he holds Snow and overhead belly to belly suplex! Hernandez taunts it one more time. He takes Snow up, suddenly a knee lift by Al Snow! He sends him shoulder first to ring post! Hernandez holds his shoulder. Snow pulls him, Irish Whips him but a Get Off Me from Hernandez! But he holds his shoulder! That's the effect that the ring post caused moments ago! Hernandez slowly gets up Snow on his feet. Suddenly Snow takes his arm and arm wrench! He connects a shoulder block. Another arm wrench and another shoulder block. He sends him to corner and Hernandez hits shoulder first. Snow with a chop block. Hernandez is on his one knee, Snow bounces from the ropes and a boot to the face. Snow covers again.
ONE...
TWO...
Hernandez kicks it out. Snow takes his arm and an armbar by Snow. Crowd claps for Hernandez as he gets up on his feet slowly. Hernandez with punches to head but a knee lift from Snow. He tries to Irish Whip him but Hernandez counters and a pullback spinebuster! Snow is down! Hernandez goes to apron. Snow gets up to his feet. Hernandez tries a springboard shoulder block but Snow ducks and Hernandez falls mat hard! He holds his shoulder. Snow with stomps to Hernandez's shoulder. Hernandez holds on to the ropes. Referee counts and Snow lets it go at three. Snow gets him up and an armlock body slam. Hernandez is having a bad time. Snow gets him up on his feet and goes to ropes but Crackerjack from Hernandez! Both men are down! Referee counts!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
SEVEN...
Both men get up on their feet. Both men punches each other back and forth. Hernandez gets the upperhand and sends Snow to ropes but Snow stays on ropes. Hernandez charges but Snow sends him over to apron. Snow goes for a punch but Hernandez holds it and a punch to the head! Snow goes back, now Air Mexico from Hernandez! Hernandez gets up on his feet and taunts. He takes Snow up and Border Toss! Hernandez covers and hooks the leg!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Here is your winner: Hernandez
Crowd cheers as Hernandez gets the victory. He gets up on his feet and referee holds his hand high. Hernandez goes up to corner and he celebrates his victory.
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As Anarchy returns from commercial, the cameras pan backstage to where Umaga is standing by, his appearance causing the fans to uproar into boos.
UWF Extreme Champion Umaga
You're running out of time, Sting, Summerslam is only four nights away. That's only four more nights that you get to give these passionate speeches to get as many of these people emotionally invested in not only the match, but the false hope you have of winning it. Four more nights that you have to build yourself up and build yourself up before I knock you off of cloud nine and everything you're sitting on over like a house of cards. Four more nights that you get to run your mouth, eat solid food, and breathe on your own because I promise you, after Summerslam, all of those luxuries are going to be things of the past. It's a good thing you're comfortable without the face paint on, because once I've had my fun and run roughshod over your aged and feeble body, you aren't going to be able to lift your arms or even move your fingers to put that paint on.
Why don't you cut out the act, Sting? You accuse me of lying to everyone else with this "character" I'm portraying, but it's you that speaks of falsehoods every time you grab a microphone. You speak of never giving up and continuing to fight no matter what because every man, woman, and child in this arena needs something to believe in, like you're doing them a favor. But you're only doing them a disservice, because once I destroy their hero and eradicate the man that speaks of himself as though he's invisible and shatter all of their beliefs and every inch of stock they put in you, their hearts are going to become so cold and black, that they're only going to become like the people you're trying to protect them from, people like me. By going forward with this match, by making it so personal and trying your hardest to be taken seriously and act tough, you're only enabling my behavior, you're feeding a caged animal even though the sign tells you not to.
I'm going to give these fans something to believe in, Sting, and that's nightmares. I am going to make them see that all of their fears are real, and they exist in one living and breathing being, and his name is Umaga. I'm here to step on your optimism like I'm going to step on your esophagus, and I'm going to do it by bringing this fact to light. It's foolish for you to talk about what's next, because there isn't going to be anything in your future beyond Summerslam except endless suffering and a diminished quality of life that you'll be begging and pleading and praying to have ended. You could've avoided this if you'd hung up the boots after Wrestlemania, but you didn't. You could've avoided this by allowing fate to run its course in that Triple Cage and lost gracefully, but you didn't. You could've even gone to Raw, but you didn't.
You refuse to listen to reason, you refuse to realize your limits, and now I have no choice left but to get through to you physically, and because of the things you've had to say, I'm not going to feel an ounce of remorse about taking that course of action. There's a reason you keep having to fight off guys like me, Sting, because as long as you wear the title of hero around here, yours is a war that's never going to end, at least not in the way you want it to. The preservation of justice you crave is a fairy tale, and it's on me to wake you up to that. Four more nights is all you have left.
Umaga holds up four fingers as a look of intensity is in his facial expression and his eyes as the camera pans over to reveal The Rock and Trish Stratus kissing as the fans erupt into a mixed reaction.
The Rock puts an end to the kiss as he pulls away, his eyes opening as he turns to the camera with a raised eyebrow.
The Rock:
What, we're rolling? You should know by now that you can't just pan the camera over to the "Great One" whenever you feel like it. The Rock has needs outside of whoopin' monkey ass and The Rock is so neck deep in pie, that he can literally snap his fingers and have those needs met. *snaps his fingers* Just like that. You see, Trish and The Rock were celebrating a little bit early, because those four nights that Umaga was talking about, they're the same four nights that that dancing little Fanta girl has before The Rock takes her International Championship. Where does she get off, talking about The Rock like she has any chance of beating The Rock, gyrating in the "Great One's" face singing that ridiculous commercial jingle. "Wanna Fanta? Don't you wanna, wanna Fanta?" No, no, no, no, The Rock doesn't wanna Fanta. The only person that's gonna want a Fanta come Summerslam is the dancing girl herself, because once The Rock does what he does best and lays the smacketh down, she's gonna wanna fan ta' cool down her ass from the Rock kicking it so many times!
Fan Drescher, I know you're in the arena tonight, probably sitting in a make-up chair while Bateman rubs Johnson's baby oil on that area you call a six pack, cosplay costume and all, trying to reattach your lips to your face and get your nose back in alignment. You're sad, you're pouting, you're clutching onto your title for DEAR LIFE and that's because you know it's only a matter of time, those four nights, before The Rock is the brand new International Champion. And it doesn't matter if you've got a rematch clause, Seth Rollins can cash in at any time, and either Punk or Rhino also have a rematch clause, because the "Great One" is ready for aaaaaaallllllll challengers! But before The Rock has to focus on that, before The Rock has to focus on Summerslam, he's going to put his feet up and watch Sting get his Juggalo ass whooped and then go out there and smack Buckwheat's white cousin all across The Rock's hometown of Miami!
The fans erupt with another mixed reaction as Rock leans back for his signature catchphrase.
IF YA SA-MELL-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-OW! WHAT THE ROCK....IS.....COOKIN'!
The Rock, Trish, and Umaga walk offscreen as the camera returns to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"I'M HERE TO SHOW THE WORLD...
I'M HERE TO SHOW THE WORRRLD!
COME ON....BRING IT ONNN!!!!"
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Dolph Ziggler’s entrance music blares out of the speakers, and the crowd bursts in thunderous boo’s. After the drums kicks in, Ziggler makes his way out onto the stage. Ziggler, as cocky as he can be, struts over to the end of the stage as he does his signature spin, with his back now facing the cameras. Ziggler shakes his hips, as he faces the cameras once again, continuing his entrance down the ramp, soaking in the boos from the fans.
Christy Hemme: From Hollywood, Florida. Weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds. He is the "Show Off", Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggler makes his way past the ramp, as he walks over to the side of the ring. Ziggler slides on the apron, as he goes to enter the ring, before stopping and sitting on the middle rope, staring at the fans. Ziggler enters the ring as he jumps on the middle turnbuckle, soaking in the fan’s boos once again, with a smirk across his face. Ziggler hops off the turnbuckle as his music fades out and he gets ready for the match ahead.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
When a man's heart is full of deceit
it burns up, dies, and a dark shadow
falls over his soul.
From the ashes of a once great man has risen a curse,
a wrong that must be righted.
We look to the skies for a vindicator,
someone to strike fear into the black heart of the same man who created him.
The battle between good and evil has begun.
Against an army of shadows comes the dark warrior,
the purveyor of good, with a voice of silence,
and a mission of justice.
This. Is. Sting.
After a brief moment of silence and darkness, the entrance theme of the "Icon" begins to play.
[video=youtube;6vwNBWTmx0s]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vwNBWTmx0s[/video]
The theme is "Willing" by Times of Grace, being heard for the first time in UWF, but the fans are still cheering like crazy as they know who it belongs to because of the reading of the poem. The Rock watches the stage intently while Trish and Russo look displeased as Sting walks out and gestures proudly to the cheering crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Venice Beach, California. Weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds. The "Icon", Sting!
Sting makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring, getting ready for the challenge ahead.
DING DING!
Taz: This match is underway as both men are looking for a boost heading into Summerslam!
Both men center the ring, looking for a angle to lock up at. They lock, as they both try to use their power to push the other back. It's a pretty even tussle so far as neither man has a clear advantage. Ziggler looks to gain the upper hand with a kick to the gut of the Stinger; who releases the hold. Ziggler connects with a hard left, but Sting answers back with a hard right. Ziggler with another hard left, once again answered by the Stinger's hard right. Sting is on the offensive as he connects with a few more rights; sending Ziggler down to the mat, but he's quickly back to his feet. Ziggler is still sporting a bandage across his forehead from a brutal match last week.
Styles: There's no way Ziggler can be 100% tonight. That match last week with Perry Saturn took a lot out of him
Regal: Not only that Joey, but he has another match at Summerslam against that same man, & the champion Hernandez! It's going to be rough.
Sting goes for another hard right, but it's blocked by Ziggler. Ziggler counters with a thumb poke to the eye to try to slow the Stinger down a bit. The ref cautions Ziggler not to do it again, but he just smirks. Ziggler grabs the side of Sting's head, and rears back a left as it comes thundering down sending Sting to the canvas. Ziggler drops a elbow on the chest of Sting straight to the heart, but stays on for the cover. As the ref goes to count.
1....
Sting easily manages to get the shoulder up. It's going to take a lot more to put him away
Taz: You also have to remember Sting has a match as well at Summerslam. We saw all the chaos last week to end the show.
Regal: That's right Taz. Sting has to face Umaga at Summerslam in a Last Man Standing Match for the Extreme Championship
Ziggler grabs Sting by the hair, as he drags him over to the bottom rung, placing him in a seated position. Ziggler paces back towards the middle of the ring; and slaps his knee and points at Sting. He charges in & Sting moves out the way as Ziggler's knee collides into the ring post. Ziggler crumbles like a sack of potatoes holding that knee. Sting catches his breath as he's back up on his feet; bringing some harsh kicks down on Ziggler's head, chest, & the injured knee.
Styles: Sting is going to try to attack that knee, to possibly set up later for the Scorpion Death Lock.
Sting comes down hard with his elbow on the knee. Grabbing it and wrenching it back as Ziggler yells out in apparent pain. Sting is weakening the knee, taking away a man's knee takes away a man's agility & power. Something that Sting has learned from being in the business for so long. Ziggler can barely stand the pain as he arches his back to try to relieve the pressure. He lets his shoulder's touch down to the mat. The ref begins a count.
1....
2....
Ziggler quickly pulls his shoulders off the mat, as he begins to go to work on Sting. He connects with a couple of back fists but Sting has the lock on tight. He swings a couple more times & catches Sting across the temple which disorientates him, making him release the hold. Ziggler uses his upper body strength to crawl his way over to the ropes; which he uses as leverage to pull himself up. He's hopping on one leg but he's determine to keep on the offensive. He makes his way over to Sting, who is just barely getting up; and slaps him across the face; sending him back into the ropes. Ziggler follows with a few more step back right's before sending Sting over and down to the concrete below with a HUGE clothesline. Ziggler leans back against the ropes and tries to shake some of the pain out of his knee. He has to get some feeling back into it.
Regal: If Ziggler can just get some feeling back in that knee, he'll be able to put Sting away here!
Sting is back up to his feet, as Ziggler glances over the ropes. He looks back at the ropes behind him and bounces off them. Arriving back at the ropes Ziggler springboards himself into a cross body, taking down Sting once again on the outside. Ziggler instantly grabs at the knee, but somehow wills himself back up, and rolls back into the ring from the apron. Sting soon follows before the ref makes it to a ten count, & this match will continue. Both men make it to their feet at the same time, as they go to exchange blows again. They're going left for left & right for right! Ziggler ducks Sting's next left making him stumble forward & jumps from behind and nails the ZIG ZAG! He can't make a cover though as his knee gives away.
Taz: This could be it! What a huge win this would be for Ziggler going into Summerslam!
Ziggler slowly crawls his way over & gets a arm over Sting.
1....
2....
NO! Somehow just somehow Sting rolls his shoulder & this match continues!
Regal: Come on ref that was a obvious three count. What a sham!
Both men somehow make it back to their feet. Sting throws a right that connects flush. He grabs Ziggler's arm & Irish whips him into the turnbuckle. He takes his spot at the adjacent turnbuckle as the fans know what's coming next. A little old school Stinger. Sting charges across the ring and jumps, coming down full body on Ziggler for the Stinger Splash! Ziggler is teetering a little bit and Sting puts him down with a European uppercut. The crowd is heavily for Sting right now He goes for a cover..
1....
2....
But No! It's Ziggler this time who finds the will and determination to kick out & survive.The crowd is at the edge of their seats
Styles: This has been a hell of a match so far. I almost don't want it to end.
Taz: You & me both Joe.
Sting pulls Ziggler up; as he goes to throw a right. Ziggler counters & goes for a kick to the gut but Sting catches the leg. Ziggler goes for a enzurguri but Sting counters by kicking the other leg out from underneath Ziggler. Sting crosses Ziggler legs & flips him over, locking in the Scorpion Deathlock in the middle of the ring!
Regal: He's stuck in the middle of the ring. It's got to be over!
Ziggler arches his back in pain, as he tries to claw his way to the ropes. His hand is raised in the air, it looks like he's about to tap. He almost does; but continues to drag the weight of Sting on his lower back closer & closer to the ropes. He's almost there, but Sting get's his footing and pulls him back a little. Ziggler's hand is trembling as he's trying his best not to tap. He claws his way closer, finally able to get his hand on the rope as the ref counts to five to have Sting break the hold, which he does.
Taz: I don't know how he managed to get out that. That was pure adrenaline & will power!
Ziggler holds his back in pain, as he somehow rolls out of the ring. The ref begins a ten count, which at 9 Ziggler rolls back in to be greeted by a sliding baseball kick. Propelling him back out to the concrete below. Sting is on a mission now as he exit's the ring & pulls Ziggler up, rolling him back in. He grabs Ziggler by the hair, slowly getting him back up on his feet. Sting bounces off the opposite rope and goes for a flying clothesline but Ziggler ducks under, he nails another ZIG ZAG out of no where! Both men are down in the middle of the ring. Neither is moving a inch. The ref start's a ten count as both men try to drag themselves up. Willing themselves with the ropes.
ONE!
...
TWO!
...
THREE!
...
Sting grabs the bottom rope on one side of the ring as Ziggler grabs the bottom rope on the other side of the ring as each man gets to one knee.
FOUR!
...
FIVE!
...
Both men are up to both knees as they grab the middle rope on their respective sides of the ring and begin to pull themselves upward.
SIX!
...
SEVEN!
...
EIGHT!
The referee's count ends as both men get to their feet, but as Sting does, he's suddenly hit with a Samoan Spike by Umaga on the apron! The crowd boos as the "Icon" goes down!
Joey Styles: When did Umaga get out here?
Taz: Yowza, Sting just had his lights dimmed!
Umaga hops down from the apron and watches as Ziggler covers Sting as the referee comes over to make the count.
1!
...
2!
...
3!
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggler celebrates his victory as Umaga enters the ring, looking to continue the assault. Umaga grabs Sting by the throat with both hands and pulls him violently upward, setting him on his feet. Umaga sets up for another Samoan Spike, but just as he goes to connect with it...
"I AM A REAL AMERICAN,
FIGHT FOR THE RIGHTS OF EVERY MAN.
I AM A REAL AMERICAN.
FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT,
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE!"
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The crowd comes unglued as "Real American" begins to play over the PA system. Umaga turns his attention to the stage as does Sting, when suddenly the man himself walks out onto the stage, pointing down at the ring as he's donning the red and yellow.
Taz: It's him! It's the Hulksta'!
Joey Styles: We learned days ago that Hulk Hogan was coming to Anarchy, and he's here to get him some of Umaga!
Hogan rushes the ring and slides in under the bottom rope as Umaga goes after him instantly, beginning to stomp on his upper back to keep him down. Despite this, Hulk gets up and waves his finger at Umaga. The "Samoan Bulldozer" throws a punch, and then another punch, and then another as Hogan begins to "Hulk Up". Umaga throws one more punch as Hogan then points at him, mouthing the word, "You!" as the vocal Anarchy crowd shouts it. Umaga charges Hogan but gets leveled with a big boot as the crowd goes wild.
William Regal: I didn't know he still had that in him.
Hogan looks to follow up with the leg drop but as he turns to run into the ropes, he gets hit with a Zig Zag! The crowd boos but then cheers as Sting grabs Ziggler as he's getting up and connects with a Scorpion Death Drop! Sting helps up Hogan and the two pose together.
Taz: Well I guess it's all water under the bridge with what happened in that Gauntlet match between these two.
Joey Styles: Two legends of the industry standing tall, what a great visual this is.
William Regal: You better believe there's going to be consequences after Summerslam though, and consequences at Summerslam for Sting.
As Hogan and Sting pose for the cheering crowd, Anarchy returns to commercial.
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As Anarchy returns from commercial, the camera pans backstage to UWF's favorite trio, the Modern Day Double Dragons and Maxine. Fandango is looking at himself in a mirror.
Derrick Bateman: Honestly, I don't think it looks that bad, bro. You can hardly notice it.
Fandango: Really, because I notice it! That's supposed to be your whole basis for revenge tonight, Derrick, and now you're telling me that it doesn't look that bad?
Derrick Bateman: I was just trying to help, dude.
Fandango: Well you're not.
Derrick Bateman: Well I'm trying!
Fandango: Well you're not!
Fandango turns around as he and Derrick stand face-to-face, both of them looking flustered as Maxine steps in.
Maxine: You realize that this is exactly what The Rock wants you to do right? That way Derrick is distracted tonight and Johnny's distracted at Summerslam.
Fandango: It's not Johnny, it's Faaaaahn....
Maxine: Shut up, Johnny! I...
Derrick Bateman: And clearly I'm The Bate Man. I didn't hand stitch this costume and learn to wrestle in it to be called Derrick.
Maxine: Okay, well this is exactly what The Rock wants you to do so that The Bate Man is distracted tonight and Fandango is distracted at Summerslam.
Derrick Bateman: I guess you're right, Maxine.
Fandango: Hey wait, how do YOU know what The Rock wants?
Derrick Bateman: Say yeah, all of this is pretty suspicious. Did you tell The Rock to break Johnny's nose?
Fandango: Fandango.
Derrick Bateman: Right, sorry bro. Did you tell The Rock to break Fandango's nose?
Fandango: Yeah, did you?
Derrick Bateman: Did you give away my secret identity?
Fandango: Are you showing him my dance moves?
Derrick Bateman: Are you one of the reasons he's neck deep in pie?
Fandango: Did you let him listen to the DVD commentary I recorded for Fast Five?
Derrick Bateman: Did you....wait, what?
Fandango: Focus, I'm not the one on trial here!
Derrick Bateman: Right. Fess up, Maxine, you're being awful quiet!
Maxine: That's because you two idiots won't let me get a word in edgewise! No I didn't tell him to break Johnny...
Derrick Bateman: Fandango.
Maxine: Fine, Fandango's nose. I didn't give away your secret identity, even though it's hardly a secret. I didn't show him any dance moves or your fanboy commentary and I most certainly did not give him any pie!
Derrick Bateman: Good, that's a Modern Day Double Dragon secret recipe, I don't know what we'd do if you gave that recipe away.
Fandango: I do, we'd start bombing at the bake sales.
Maxine: Can we focus please?
Fandango: She's right, you have to avenge my broken nose, Derrick!
Derrick Bateman: Bate Man.
Fandango: Right. Avenge my broken nose, Fro'd Crusader!
Derrick Bateman: Sweet. To the Batemobile!
Bateman heroically leaps offscreen as Fandango turns to Maxine.
Fandango: He really has a Batemobile, you know.
The camera pans back to the ring as it's time for our next match.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"To the Batmobile, let's go!
Atomic batteries to power,
Turbines to speed.
Roger, ready to move out!"
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To the astonishment and speechlessness of everyone within earshot, the theme song from the 1960's Batman television show begins to play. After a moment of the classic, "nana nana nana nana, nana nana nana nana", the camera pans over where the Batmobile pulls around the corner and parks next to the stage. The driver's door opens as Derrick Bateman steps out of the car, sending the crowd into an amused uproar as he is donned in full Batman gear. As the crowd cheers, Bateman climbs onto the ramp and begins walking towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Gotham City. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty-two pounds. He is the "Fro'd Crusader", Bate Man!
Anarchy's resident superhero arrives at the end of the ramp as he slides into the ring and gets to his feet, breaking out into The Hurricane's signature pose as a spotlight flashes above him displaying an afro. After collecting herself from the laughter, Christy Hemme begins her introduction for Derrick's opponent.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know
Eminem feat. 50 cent “You Don’t Know†starts playing as the fans are not sure what to make of it but quickly all is made known as the lyrics start to make sense seeing the trio come out to the ring.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by the Extreme Champion Umaga and Trish Stratus. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds. He is the "People's Champion", The Rock!
The trio make their way down to the ring. Umaga slides in under the bottom rope as Rock walks along the apron and does his pose for the crowd and Trish enters between the middle and bottom rope and poses inside the ring for the crowd. The crowd is giving off a mixed reaction since it is Trish and Umaga which they hate but it is also The Rock which they love and adore. Plus the men still love looking at Trish. After the three pose together, Umaga and Trish exit and remain ringside as the match gets underway.
DING DING!
VS.
The Rock and The Bate Man both circle each other around the ring before getting into a lockup, Derrick Bateman moves The Rock to the corner and holds him in place but The Rock manages to shove him out of the way. Bateman looks to be impressed with The Rock as The Rock gives off a wide eyed look to Bateman, then jerks his head towards Bateman alpha-male style as Bateman can only smirk, half star struck and half cockiness. Both men go into a lockup again as Bateman gets Rock into a hammerlock and gets him to the ground, Rock struggles to get up but doesn't have the same wrestling ability as The Bate Man has but still manages to fight back as he escapes the hammerlock and gets Bateman into a hammerlock of his own but Bateman quickly escapes it and runs towards the ropes, bounces off them and runs at Rock as Rocky goes for a clothesline but Bateman ducks it and jumps onto the middle rope, springboards off it and lands a crossbody onto the Rock but The Rock catches it. The Rock then shifts Bateman into the fireman's carry position but Batman slips from behind and hits The Rock with an inverted DDT!
Taz: Wow look at The Bate Man move! I bet The Rock already regrets talking smack about Derrick Bateman from before!
Bateman looks excited to have taken down the Great One as Rock gets up, not looking toopleased to have been brought down from a rookie as he lunges at The Bate Man with a running clothesline but Bateman ducks it and executes a dropkick onto The Rock. The Rock gets up in a fury but ends up eating another dropkick from The Bate Man! The Rock then gets up and looks pissed off but Derrick Bateman ends up hitting a third dropkick to the Rock, the fans are laughing now as Bateman tells the crowd how smart he looks in comparison to The Rock. The Rock doesn't like being mocked as he gets up and hits Bateman with a big heymaker as he brings Bateman to the ropes then whips him to the opposite side, Bateman comes up as The Rock goes for a back body drop but Bateman kicks Rock in the head, runs and bounces off the ropes and hits The Rock with a corkscrew neckbreaker! Bateman gets up and looks pumped as The Rock quickly makes his way to his feet once again but The Bate Man sees it coming and hits a belly to belly suplex onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: Look at Derrick Bateman go! That guy is on fire ladies and gentleman!
The Rock looks to be in a daze as Bateman goes behind Rock and hits a Russian Leg Sweep onto The Rock and poses to the crowd once again. Stratus doesn't look impressed as Bateman picks up The Rock and pushes him to the corner and nails some punches onto The Rock. He then whips The Rock to the opposite corner but Rock ends up counter-whipping Bateman to the corner. Rock then charges at Bateman but ends up getting a boot to the face as he backs up a few steps, Bateman then runs up and takes down The Rock with a leaping clothesline. Both men get up as Bateman nails another clothesline to The Rock as The Rock quickly rolls out of the ring to catch a breather but Bateman is already bouncing off the ropes and runs at the Rock, jumping between the ropes and hits a suicide dive onto The Rock! Bateman then picks up The Rock and throws him inside as Stratus begins to argue with Bateman at ringside. Bateman gets into a heated verbal debate with her as The Rock is clearly recovering quickly inside the ring but plays posseum as Bateman enters the ring and walks up to The Rock but Rocky jumps to his feet and hits the Spinebuster onto Derrick Bateman!
William Regal: Such strategy from the Great One! It's no wonder why he's the one facing off against Fandango for the International Title at Summerslam.
Taz: He's a sneaky one, that's for sure!
The Rock looks down and starts to mock Derrick Bateman as Bateman looks to be completely dazed from that spinebuster. The Rock then looks into the crowd as they start to boo The Rock for tricking Derrick Bateman like that. The Rock then lifts up Bateman and brings him by the corner and nailing some quick jabs to the midsection of Derrick bateman, then hits some knees to the gut then a final shot to the head where Bateman falls to a sitting position. The Rock then hits some stomps onto Bateman before picking him up and smashing his face onto the turnbuckle. The Rock then starts to talk to Bateman before slapping him across the face. Bateman looks to be visibly angry and runs over to The Rock but The Rock quickly puts Bateman onto his back then hits a Samoan Drop onto Derrick Bateman! The Rock gets up and looks at Stratus as Stratus looks to be pleased on what she is viewing. The Rock then lifts up Bateman and stares at him with wide eyes while holding onto his head as he executes a flowing DDT onto The Bate Man, then does a kick up and lands on his feet. The Rock then is signalling for The Rock Bottom onto Derrick Bateman!
Taz: He's going to do this! He's going to end the match already!
William Regal: It would be smart of him to do so, save his energy for Summerslam!
The Rock is on fire as he starts to circle around Derrick Bateman while crouching down. Derrick Bateman is slowly getting up as The Rock is done with Bateman for this match and approaches him as he sets Bateman up for The Rock Bottom but Bateman jabs his elbow to The Rock's head, then goes behind him as he goes for the Russian Leg Sweep but The Rock transitions that into a counter Russian Leg Sweep instead! The Rock is looking agitated as he picks up Bateman and lands a few punches but Bateman execute a jawbreaker onto The Rock. Bateman then picks up The Rock and goes for the Airplane Spin but The Rock slips from behind, turns Bateman over and nails the People's Spinebuster onto Derrick Bateman! The Rock then steps up in front of Derrick Bateman and is preparing for The Rock Bottom by removing his one elbow pad and throws it into the crowd as he poses for the audience and runs towards the ropes, then bounces off them as he jumps over Bateman and bounces off the ropes again, runs to Bateman but Bateman jumps up and hits a flapjack onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: Derrick Bateman just saved himself from The People`s Elbow! The Rock could've won the match right there!
The Rock is rolling around the ring as Derrick Bateman looks to be pumped and relieved at the same time from not getting hit from The People's Elbow by moving around the ring as The Rock gets back onto his feet and stomps onto The Rock several times, then gets him up as he whips The Rock towards the ropes. The Rock comes back as Bateman is preparing for a move but The Rock hits a HUGE clothesline that sends Bateman spinning in the air and crashing to the mat! The Rock looks to have a vein popping in his forehead as he picks up Bateman again and hits a punch to the stomach and bounces off the ropes again, coming for another clothesline but Bateman ducks it as The Rock spin around, Bateman then goes for a dropkick but The Rock grabs onto Bateman's legs as he falls to the ground and tries to go for the sharpshooter but Bateman shoves The Rock away with his feet. The Rock comes back to Batman in a blind fury but Bateman kicks The Rock in the midsection and quickly nails the Man-Tastic onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: The Bate Man executed The Man-Tastic flawlessly! I think The Rock is done ladies and gentleman!
Derrick Bateman then goes down for the cover...
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And The Rock kicks out! Derrick Bateman looks to be disappointed that The Rock hasn't been pinned yet and giving Fandango the psychological advantage for Summerslam but he looks determined to try harder. Stratus looks to be a tad nervous as Derrick Bateman picks up The Rock and gets him into the sleeper hold, but The Rock is proving to be too much of a challange size wise so he ends up releasing The Rock and gets him into a dragon sleeper hold instead. The Rock struggles to get out as Bateman tries to apply the sleeper much harder but Rocky is already getting to his feet, then twists his body around so Bateman is forced to let go of the hold as he kick Bateman in the gut and goes for the Rock Bottom again but Bateman saw it coming and nails a jumping DDT onto The Rock! Bateman gets up and is pumped as he throw Rock into the corner and backs up to the opposite side, then runs up to The Rock and hits a double knee to the face as The Rock drops to the ground. The Rock starts to crawl away as The Bate Man jumps onto the ropes and is ready to springboard but Stratus shoves Bateman's foot as Bateman points a finger to her and tells her to back off. Bateman then turns around to see The Rock approaching him and nails a swift Rock Bottom to Derrick Bateman! Stratus looks happy as The Rock goes down for the pin...
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DERRICK BATEMAN KICKS OUT! The Rock and Trish Stratus both look shocked that The Bate Man actually kicked out. Derrick Bateman is slowly trying to get up but The Rock runs up to Bateman and ends up stomping onto him, Bateman then falls to the canvas again. Derrick Bateman is clearly in pain but The Rock doesn't care as he drags Derrick Bateman to the center of the ring and tries to apply the sharpshooter onto Bateman but Bateman moves around and desperatly tries to avoid being applied into the hold. The Rock appears to have moved Bateman to his stomach but Bateman rolls out of the way and kicks The Rock in the stomach, then gets up as he hits a punch to The Rock then takes him down with a discus punch. Bateman then goes down and applies the kneebar to The Rock! The Rock is already screaming in pain as Bateman has that kneebar locked in tight as The Rock struggles to reach for the ropes but Bateman is fully prepared to snap Rocky's knee if neccessary. The Rock then looks at Derrick Bateman and kicks him square in the face as Bateman is forced to let go. Bateman then gets up but The Rock knocks him down with a doubled legged takedown and quickly applies the sharpshooter onto Derrick Bateman!
Joey Styles: The Rock has gotten the sharpshooer onto The Bate Man! Can Derrick Bateman escape from this submission hold?!
Derrick Bateman is moving around the ring trying to get out of the sharpshooter but The Rock is laying low and applies more pressure onto Bateman's back. Derrick Bateman starts to scream out in pain as The Rock tries to keep Bateman immobolized as he starts yelling into the crowd claiming that he's going to be the next International Champion. Bateman doesn't like hearing that so he slowly starts to crawl towards the ropes with his forearms and is heading towards the middle rope right in front of him. The Rock is forced to back up with Bateman as Bateman is using the rest of his stamina to reach the ropes as he's extending his hand towards that bottom rope. Bateman then moves him and The Rock a final space as he can feel the bottom rope with his finger tips, shaking the ropes a tad bit as he extends his whole body to be able to grab onto the ropes but Trish Stratus appears and pulls the ropes away from Bateman's reach! Bateman looks shocked that Stratus just did that as The Rock pulls Derrick Bateman to the center of the ring. Bateman starts to cry out in pain as The Rock sees the victory coming up. Derrick Bateman doesn't appear to have anything left in the tank as he sees no choice but to tap out.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner as a result of a submission, The Rock!
Trish Stratus enters the ring as she lifts up The Rock's hand as she's celebrating the win with The Rock. The Rock and Umaga kicks Bateman out of the ring as he poses for the crowd with Stratus as he gather's some boos from the crowd. The Rock is motioning to the crowd now that he's going to become the UWF International Champion but...
[video=youtube;AqPpqALiMMQ]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqPpqALiMMQ[/video]
Taz: Uh oh...
Foley storms onto the stage with a microphone as he appears to not be pleased with how the match went down.
Mick Foley: Alright you two better listen and listen good, because I am not too happy with how that pretty little face in the ring has been involved with my matches lately. See Trish I don't need someone like you lurking around the ring while Fandango and The Rock is going at for the International Title, so I am adding a stipuation to Anarchy's Main Event at Summerslam right now: Trish Stratus and Umaga are now banned from ringside from the International Title at Summerslam! And addition to that if I see Trish or Umaga interfering in the match then The Rock will automatically forfeit the match! The Rock is a big boy Trish so I'm sure that he can handle Fandango on his own. Have a nice day!
The crowd pops loudly after hearing that stipulation being placed into the match but starts to boo as Russo appears on the titantron.
Vince Russo: That was a well thought out plan Mick. Except you forgot one thing: That Maxine and 'The Bate Man' can still walk around at ringside doing whatever. Because I am a man of equality and fairness, I'm going to add onto that stipulation that Derrick Bateman and Maxine are also banned from ringside! And once more, not only will Fandango forfeit the match if they should try to interfere, but Fandango will also forfiet the International Title as well! Now with that being said Mick, 'Have a nice day!'
The crowd boos as Foley looks over his head to the titantron, not too impressed with Russo walking all over him. The Rock and Stratus isn't too thrilled either over the stipulation being placed as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL FOUR
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The scene cuts back to a shot of the arena. All of a sudden, a new theme starts to play over the PA system.
[video=youtube;GSnbni9E7Q0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSnbni9E7Q0[/video]
The crowd begins to boo as they realize that it's the new theme music of Matt Hardy Version 1. After a few moments, Matt arrives dressed almost identically to how he was last week. He then outstretches his arms agains, closes his eyes and smiles.
Joey Styles: Well, look who it is!
Tazz: Matt Hardy is in the house!
William Regal: But, look! He's not alone, is he?
As Regal finishes that statement, we notice who is appearing behind him. It's The Hurricane. As Matt has his arms stretched out, He shifts and allows Hurricane to walk to the ring.
Joey Styles: What's he carrying? Or who?
The Hurricane is carrying an unconscious man over his shoulder. He walks down the ramp and to the ring. As he reaches it, he tosses the man into the ring. The Hurricane then walks up the steps and enters the ring. Matt then begins walking down the ramp, arms remaining outstretched.
William Regal: I think Matt Hardy has officially went bloody bonkers!
Tazz: Hasn't he always been, though?
Matt walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. He grabs a microphone from Christy Hemme who he then orders to leave the ring. Matt kicks the man with the bag over his head towards the middle of the ring and stands above him as Hurricane stands by with his arms crossed. Matt then lifts his microphone and speaks.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, baby brother, I know you're here in the arena and I know you still have a lot of questions on your mind but you must put such trivial things aside and listen to what I am about to tell you, what I am about to tell the entire world. You see, baby brother, just like the man who lies at my feet, you will outlive your worth and you too will lie at my feet. For years, baby brother, I took you by the arm and drug you to greatness, to superstardom. If it wasn't for me, no one would even know your name......Jeff, you want to know why? DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?!
Matt screams into the microphone as the crowd's boos get audibly louder.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, listen, the world listen, the answer to your question is a conundrum in and of itself because, you see, the answer to your question is another question. I ask you, Why not? Why not, Jeff? Baby brother, why not? You see, I'm not the same Matt Hardy who grew up in Cameron, North Carolina with daddy Claude G. I have become something far greater, beyond your comprehensions, Jeff. I've seen places that even in your Imagi-Nation you couldn't fathom. Baby brother, I have become powerful beyond words. The story of Cane and Abel, the balance of good and evil, the duality of man. Jeff, I am the duality of man! I am the perfect balance of sinister and virtuous. Jeff, I've said it once and I'll say it again: I AM A GOD!
The crowd begins booing even louder as Matt calls himself that. The commentators are completely silent.
Matt Hardy Version 1: It pains me to say this, baby brother, but you have reached your expiration date. It pains me because, for the longest time, I thought you would overcome your short-comings. You were World Heavyweight Champion on SmackDown and I had believed you could pull yourself out of your mediocrity but what happened next, Jeff? You lost the World Title and booted unceremoniously from SmackDown by a religious zealot. Unlike Reverend D'Von, I'm not just the word of God, I am a god and being a god, you need a Force of Nature by your side.....
Matt points to The Hurricane who stands completely still with his arms still folded.
Matt Hardy Version 1: A Force of Nature by the name of The Hurricane. You see, he represents all of what makes Mattitude so great. He personifies it. He eat, sleeps and breathes Mattitude. This man who lies at my feet, he was a disappointment. He tried to live up to the Mattitude standards. He was close but just no cigar. But this man did not live on without life purpose. No, you see, The Hurricane and I, we burdened him with glorious purpose. He can take solace in knowing that he has become a martyr in the name of Mattitude.
Matt squats down and removes the bag from the man's head.
Tazz: Oh my god, it's Shannon Moore.....
It's revealed to be a bloody and battered Shannon Moore, uncounscious still. Matt grabs him by the hair and continues speaking.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, baby brother, let this be an example of what happens when The Hurricane meets "The Black Cloud". Tonight, you and Seth Rollins will find out first hand what a Force of Nature is REALLY capable of.
Matt drops Shannon's head and leaves him lying in the middle of the ring. EMT's are rushing out to the ring as Matt exits the ring and Hurricane remains inside it.
Joey Styles: Matt Hardy has snapped!
William Regal: If his intent was to step out from Jeff's shadow, then mission accomplished.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring. From Raleigh, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, The Hurricane!
Hurricane does his trademark pose, smirking with glee as the crowd showers him with disdain.
Christy Hemme: And the partner...
[video=youtube;WCSzLfzFrBo]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCSzLfzFrBo[/video]
"Bed of Nails" by Neil Griffiths and Ronnie Stone begins to play as Tyson Kidd arrives through the curtain and appears before the crowd with his girlfriend Natalya Neidhart in tow as always. The two are greeted with fierce booing but pay no mind to it as Natalya smiles from ear-to-ear and Tyson has a look of indifference on his face as the power couple makes their way down the ramp.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Natalya Neidhart. From Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Weighing in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds. Tyson Kidd!
As they arrive at the bottom of the ramp, Natalya remains ringside as Tyson enters the ring, posing for the crowd who greets him with more intense booing. He then turns to his opponents as Christy continues her introductions.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
[video=youtube;wO5P7Sgpc8s]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wO5P7Sgpc8s[/video]
"1958" by A Day To Remember, the theme song of Seth Rollins, begins to play as the entire crowd reacts negatively as they shower him with boos. The camera pans to the stands where Rollins is entering through the crowd, showing off his Money in the Bank briefcase to further negativity.
Christy Hemme: From Davenport, Iowa. Weighing in at two hundred and nine pounds. He is the holder of the Anarchy Money in the Bank briefcase, Seth Rollins!
As Rollins arrives at the bottom, he leaps the barricade and slides into the ring, briefly posing for the crowd.
Christy Hemme: And the partner...
Anarchy is about to get more extreme, because the lights darken and purples and greens surround the stage area. Suddenly, a forgotten riff fills the PA system and the crowd loses its mind!
"So you see the writing on the waaaaaalllll..."
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The music of Jeff Hardy hits and the crowd goes crazy! The charismatic enigma strolls out onto the staged, dressed in his unusual way as always. Jeff seems disinterested at first, even with the response, but then he bursts out with energy and throws his arms out; yelling to the crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. The "Charismatic Enigma", Jeff Hardy!
He dances on the stage, and throws up the Gunz taunt, before jogging down the ramp towards the ring. Jeff high fives the fans ringside that love him so much, while he makes his way down.
Jeff smiles and then begins to run, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He jogs over to the far side of the ring and climbs the second turnbuckle hitting his older pose. The crowd pop as Hardy nods his head in agreement with the crowd. He gets down and prepares for his match as the ring bell sounds again.
DING DING!
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COMMERCIAL FIVE
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Our scene cuts backstage where recently signed Anarchy star Goldberg waits in the green room, he's pacing the floor as the producer counts down to go live on filming.The camera light flicks on green as Goldberg smirks & stares into the camera, he pauses for a few seconds as the crowd cheers as he appears on the titan-tron.
Tonight...I return to the ring after many years of being away. When I walk through those curtains tonight there will be only one thing on my mind as I make my way down that ramp. As I climb those steel steps, and as I climb into MY ring. Tonight there's a man by the name of CM Punk, who stands in my way. Cause you see while this past week has been nothing more then talking, tonight is the night to walk the walk. CM Punk is clueless of what he's about to step into. He'll come down the ramp with that goofy look on his face, shouting out his favorite little Marvel superhero catch phrases. There won't be any Spiderman or Fantastic Four to save you tonight CM Punk, no sir. Tonight you stare into the eyes of a greater beast. Tonight you'll learn what it means to be a man.
Vince Russo brought me here to save this brand. To make this brand excel beyond both Smackdown & RAW. He knew I was the only one who could truly get the job done. Not CM Punk. Not The Rock. Not Sting. Not anyone else on this roster. The UWF needs Goldberg; not the other way around. My journey to bring glory back to this business starts tonight against the "Straight Edge" superstar. When I break him in the middle of that ring tonight the whole world will understand that soon enough...there will be championship gold around my waist once again. The name Goldberg will be at the head of every program. MY face will be on every PPV poster, on the show's banner, and on every promotional list from outside companies wanting a representative. I'm not a crusader. I'm not a prophet. I'm not a god send that's here to fulfill a destiny. I am a man on a mission, and tonight CM Punk is next in what's to be the greatest accession of a superstar EVER in this company.
Goldberg smirks as he walks offscreen and the camera pans back to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Cult of Personality blasts throughout the arena
[video=youtube;wMCgrLIM6Z8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMCgrLIM6Z8[/video]
There is a mix reaction from the crowd as CM Punk and Roman Reings walk out from the back. CM Punk avoids doing his tradition entrance as he and Reigns just head to the ring.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Roman Reigns. From Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. C...M....Punk!
Reigns acts like he's going to hit some of the fans as Punk taunts a few of the haters. Reigns remains ringside as Punk enters the ring and sits down, looking unimpressed regarding the match ahead of him.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
The camera cuts backstage to a locker room door, surrounded by amply supplied security guards, as dragging seconds pass by before it swings open; revealing Goldberg himself. He's donning blue jeans and a leather Harley jacket; biker gloves cover his hands. He glances both ways & stares the guards down, not saying a single word. He turns & makes his way to the gorilla position as he's flanked on both sides. He passes catering, & climbs the steel steps leading up behind the curtain as the camera cuts back to a frontal stage position; a shower of sparks emitting from both sides as Goldberg like a great legendary warrior stands within them. The crowd is going nuts.
Christy Hemme: From Dawsonville, Georgia. Weighing in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds. GOOOOOLLLLLLDDDDDBERRRRGGGGG!!!!!!!
They simmer down as he walks forward, letting out his trademark bellow as smoke flows heavily from his mouth. He waits anxiously at the entrance to the ramp, as fans are going crazy; excited to see their favorite wrestler was back here before them in the business they loved. He brings one arm up as pyro blasts off behind him. He follows suit with his other arm to the same effect; as he looks into the camera & audibly yells I'm Back! He proceeds to make his way down the ramp, as adorning fans reach out to touch him, but he grazes by as he arrives at the foundation of the steel steps; climbing them & entering into the ring through the middle rope. His music slowly begins to fade as he basks in the crowd's approval as they chant his name over & over. Their voices are harmonious across the arena it's self. GOLDBERG! GOLBERG! GOLDBERG!
DING DING!
VS.
As Goldberg approaches Punk, suddenly the "Straight Edge Superstar" stands up and motions for a microphone. He is granted one as Goldberg and everyone else in the arena looks confused.
I want you to answer a question for me. If you can answer it, this match will go on as scheduled. If not, then they disturbed you from your personal locker room and made you walk through the pyro and all that for no reason, Billy boy. Tell me why I should give a damn about this match. Tell me why I should give a damn about your return to professional wrestling and you showing up on Wednesday Night Anarchy? The boys that brought me to this brand sold it with the promise that it was a land of opportunity, a series of brass rings just waiting to be grabbed. Well I seized every opportunity and I grabbed every brass ring and what did they do? They put my guaranteed rematch clause on the line in this match against Rhino, my guaranteed rematch clause! I'm not the one that got myself suspended, I'm not the one that's put in mediocre performance after mediocre performance, all of that has been Rhino yet management is rewarding him and punishing me by giving him the opportunity to take away everything I earned, and making me compete to earn something that's already mine.
You think it's a coincidence that Roman Reigns didn't have a word to say to Sting in the time leading up to their match? You think it's a coincidence that I didn't have a word to say to Goldberg in the time leading up to this match? Hell no, this that you've been seeing isn't me failing to realize my potential, because I realized it a long time ago, I'm the "Best in the World" and I deserve to be treated as such, it's management that doesn't realize my potential. Me and Reigns not participating is this and simply this, an act of rebellion. I never should've had my rematch clause put on the line. I don't care how hard Vince Russo was trying to spice things up and make things interesting, I guess making it an Extreme Rules Hell in a Cell wasn't enough, you had to screw me, didn't you?
Well this is me saying screw you, every last one of you, Dolph Ziggler, Homicide, Hernandez, Konnan, Derrick Bateman, Fandango, Maxine, Sting, Al Snow, Perry Saturn, Matt Hardy, The Hurricane, Tyson Kidd, Seth Rollins, and especially Vince Russo, especially Mick Foley, especially Rhino, and especially Vince McMahon for sending me to this hell hole in the first place. And last but not least, Goldberg, screw you!
Punk exits the ring and begins walking up the ramp as the referee begins his count.
ONE!
Punk stops and turns to face him, raising the microphone he's holding back up.
I guess you don't understand a walk out when you see one, moron. What're you even counting for? I JUST SAID that I'm not wrestling, so let me save you some breath and break it down in a form you'll understand. You. Don't. Have. To. Count. To. Ten. I. Am. Not. Getting. Back. In. That. Ring. Christy, do your job!
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner as a result of a count-out, Goldberg!
There we go, yay, Goldberg won his debut match, now everyone's happy. Well not everyone, but all of you. Vince, Mick, if either of you had a single shred of credibility to your names, you'd right your wrong and take the stipulation that our rematch clauses are on the line away!
Punk waits for a moment as he looks around, waiting for the sound of either Mick Foley or Vince Russo's theme music to begin playing.
I'm not surprised. Any other time you can't keep either of you at bay, but I suppose if it doesn't have to do with Sting, it isn't worth dedicating any time to, right? Well dedicate some time to this! Fu-
Before Punk can finish, Anarchy fades to black.
CREDITS
Christian promo, Hernandez vs. Snow- Captain Charisma
L.A.X. promo, Hardy/Rollins vs. Kidd/Hurricane- Chase
Matt Hardy promo- The Hoov
Bate Man vs. The Rock- natlav
Christian vs. Rhino, Ziggler vs. Sting, Goldberg promo- MrFetter
Piecing show together, Sting promo, Umaga/Rock promo, finish to Sting/Ziggler, MDDD promo, CM Punk promo- Chris Dresden
Taz: I don't know how he managed to get out that. That was pure adrenaline & will power!
Ziggler holds his back in pain, as he somehow rolls out of the ring. The ref begins a ten count, which at 9 Ziggler rolls back in to be greeted by a sliding baseball kick. Propelling him back out to the concrete below. Sting is on a mission now as he exit's the ring & pulls Ziggler up, rolling him back in. He grabs Ziggler by the hair, slowly getting him back up on his feet. Sting bounces off the opposite rope and goes for a flying clothesline but Ziggler ducks under, he nails another ZIG ZAG out of no where! Both men are down in the middle of the ring. Neither is moving a inch. The ref start's a ten count as both men try to drag themselves up. Willing themselves with the ropes.
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
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Sting grabs the bottom rope on one side of the ring as Ziggler grabs the bottom rope on the other side of the ring as each man gets to one knee.
FOUR!
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FIVE!
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Both men are up to both knees as they grab the middle rope on their respective sides of the ring and begin to pull themselves upward.
SIX!
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SEVEN!
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EIGHT!
The referee's count ends as both men get to their feet, but as Sting does, he's suddenly hit with a Samoan Spike by Umaga on the apron! The crowd boos as the "Icon" goes down!
Joey Styles: When did Umaga get out here?
Taz: Yowza, Sting just had his lights dimmed!
Umaga hops down from the apron and watches as Ziggler covers Sting as the referee comes over to make the count.
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2!
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3!
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggler celebrates his victory as Umaga enters the ring, looking to continue the assault. Umaga grabs Sting by the throat with both hands and pulls him violently upward, setting him on his feet. Umaga sets up for another Samoan Spike, but just as he goes to connect with it...
"I AM A REAL AMERICAN,
FIGHT FOR THE RIGHTS OF EVERY MAN.
I AM A REAL AMERICAN.
FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT,
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE!"
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The crowd comes unglued as "Real American" begins to play over the PA system. Umaga turns his attention to the stage as does Sting, when suddenly the man himself walks out onto the stage, pointing down at the ring as he's donning the red and yellow.
Taz: It's him! It's the Hulksta'!
Joey Styles: We learned days ago that Hulk Hogan was coming to Anarchy, and he's here to get him some of Umaga!
Hogan rushes the ring and slides in under the bottom rope as Umaga goes after him instantly, beginning to stomp on his upper back to keep him down. Despite this, Hulk gets up and waves his finger at Umaga. The "Samoan Bulldozer" throws a punch, and then another punch, and then another as Hogan begins to "Hulk Up". Umaga throws one more punch as Hogan then points at him, mouthing the word, "You!" as the vocal Anarchy crowd shouts it. Umaga charges Hogan but gets leveled with a big boot as the crowd goes wild.
William Regal: I didn't know he still had that in him.
Hogan looks to follow up with the leg drop but as he turns to run into the ropes, he gets hit with a Zig Zag! The crowd boos but then cheers as Sting grabs Ziggler as he's getting up and connects with a Scorpion Death Drop! Sting helps up Hogan and the two pose together.
Taz: Well I guess it's all water under the bridge with what happened in that Gauntlet match between these two.
Joey Styles: Two legends of the industry standing tall, what a great visual this is.
William Regal: You better believe there's going to be consequences after Summerslam though, and consequences at Summerslam for Sting.
As Hogan and Sting pose for the cheering crowd, Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL THREE
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As Anarchy returns from commercial, the camera pans backstage to UWF's favorite trio, the Modern Day Double Dragons and Maxine. Fandango is looking at himself in a mirror.
Derrick Bateman: Honestly, I don't think it looks that bad, bro. You can hardly notice it.
Fandango: Really, because I notice it! That's supposed to be your whole basis for revenge tonight, Derrick, and now you're telling me that it doesn't look that bad?
Derrick Bateman: I was just trying to help, dude.
Fandango: Well you're not.
Derrick Bateman: Well I'm trying!
Fandango: Well you're not!
Fandango turns around as he and Derrick stand face-to-face, both of them looking flustered as Maxine steps in.
Maxine: You realize that this is exactly what The Rock wants you to do right? That way Derrick is distracted tonight and Johnny's distracted at Summerslam.
Fandango: It's not Johnny, it's Faaaaahn....
Maxine: Shut up, Johnny! I...
Derrick Bateman: And clearly I'm The Bate Man. I didn't hand stitch this costume and learn to wrestle in it to be called Derrick.
Maxine: Okay, well this is exactly what The Rock wants you to do so that The Bate Man is distracted tonight and Fandango is distracted at Summerslam.
Derrick Bateman: I guess you're right, Maxine.
Fandango: Hey wait, how do YOU know what The Rock wants?
Derrick Bateman: Say yeah, all of this is pretty suspicious. Did you tell The Rock to break Johnny's nose?
Fandango: Fandango.
Derrick Bateman: Right, sorry bro. Did you tell The Rock to break Fandango's nose?
Fandango: Yeah, did you?
Derrick Bateman: Did you give away my secret identity?
Fandango: Are you showing him my dance moves?
Derrick Bateman: Are you one of the reasons he's neck deep in pie?
Fandango: Did you let him listen to the DVD commentary I recorded for Fast Five?
Derrick Bateman: Did you....wait, what?
Fandango: Focus, I'm not the one on trial here!
Derrick Bateman: Right. Fess up, Maxine, you're being awful quiet!
Maxine: That's because you two idiots won't let me get a word in edgewise! No I didn't tell him to break Johnny...
Derrick Bateman: Fandango.
Maxine: Fine, Fandango's nose. I didn't give away your secret identity, even though it's hardly a secret. I didn't show him any dance moves or your fanboy commentary and I most certainly did not give him any pie!
Derrick Bateman: Good, that's a Modern Day Double Dragon secret recipe, I don't know what we'd do if you gave that recipe away.
Fandango: I do, we'd start bombing at the bake sales.
Maxine: Can we focus please?
Fandango: She's right, you have to avenge my broken nose, Derrick!
Derrick Bateman: Bate Man.
Fandango: Right. Avenge my broken nose, Fro'd Crusader!
Derrick Bateman: Sweet. To the Batemobile!
Bateman heroically leaps offscreen as Fandango turns to Maxine.
Fandango: He really has a Batemobile, you know.
The camera pans back to the ring as it's time for our next match.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
"To the Batmobile, let's go!
Atomic batteries to power,
Turbines to speed.
Roger, ready to move out!"
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To the astonishment and speechlessness of everyone within earshot, the theme song from the 1960's Batman television show begins to play. After a moment of the classic, "nana nana nana nana, nana nana nana nana", the camera pans over where the Batmobile pulls around the corner and parks next to the stage. The driver's door opens as Derrick Bateman steps out of the car, sending the crowd into an amused uproar as he is donned in full Batman gear. As the crowd cheers, Bateman climbs onto the ramp and begins walking towards the ring.
Christy Hemme: From Gotham City. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty-two pounds. He is the "Fro'd Crusader", Bate Man!
Anarchy's resident superhero arrives at the end of the ramp as he slides into the ring and gets to his feet, breaking out into The Hurricane's signature pose as a spotlight flashes above him displaying an afro. After collecting herself from the laughter, Christy Hemme begins her introduction for Derrick's opponent.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know
Eminem feat. 50 cent “You Don’t Know†starts playing as the fans are not sure what to make of it but quickly all is made known as the lyrics start to make sense seeing the trio come out to the ring.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by the Extreme Champion Umaga and Trish Stratus. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds. He is the "People's Champion", The Rock!
The trio make their way down to the ring. Umaga slides in under the bottom rope as Rock walks along the apron and does his pose for the crowd and Trish enters between the middle and bottom rope and poses inside the ring for the crowd. The crowd is giving off a mixed reaction since it is Trish and Umaga which they hate but it is also The Rock which they love and adore. Plus the men still love looking at Trish. After the three pose together, Umaga and Trish exit and remain ringside as the match gets underway.
DING DING!
The Rock and The Bate Man both circle each other around the ring before getting into a lockup, Derrick Bateman moves The Rock to the corner and holds him in place but The Rock manages to shove him out of the way. Bateman looks to be impressed with The Rock as The Rock gives off a wide eyed look to Bateman, then jerks his head towards Bateman alpha-male style as Bateman can only smirk, half star struck and half cockiness. Both men go into a lockup again as Bateman gets Rock into a hammerlock and gets him to the ground, Rock struggles to get up but doesn't have the same wrestling ability as The Bate Man has but still manages to fight back as he escapes the hammerlock and gets Bateman into a hammerlock of his own but Bateman quickly escapes it and runs towards the ropes, bounces off them and runs at Rock as Rocky goes for a clothesline but Bateman ducks it and jumps onto the middle rope, springboards off it and lands a crossbody onto the Rock but The Rock catches it. The Rock then shifts Bateman into the fireman's carry position but Batman slips from behind and hits The Rock with an inverted DDT!
Taz: Wow look at The Bate Man move! I bet The Rock already regrets talking smack about Derrick Bateman from before!
Bateman looks excited to have taken down the Great One as Rock gets up, not looking toopleased to have been brought down from a rookie as he lunges at The Bate Man with a running clothesline but Bateman ducks it and executes a dropkick onto The Rock. The Rock gets up in a fury but ends up eating another dropkick from The Bate Man! The Rock then gets up and looks pissed off but Derrick Bateman ends up hitting a third dropkick to the Rock, the fans are laughing now as Bateman tells the crowd how smart he looks in comparison to The Rock. The Rock doesn't like being mocked as he gets up and hits Bateman with a big heymaker as he brings Bateman to the ropes then whips him to the opposite side, Bateman comes up as The Rock goes for a back body drop but Bateman kicks Rock in the head, runs and bounces off the ropes and hits The Rock with a corkscrew neckbreaker! Bateman gets up and looks pumped as The Rock quickly makes his way to his feet once again but The Bate Man sees it coming and hits a belly to belly suplex onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: Look at Derrick Bateman go! That guy is on fire ladies and gentleman!
The Rock looks to be in a daze as Bateman goes behind Rock and hits a Russian Leg Sweep onto The Rock and poses to the crowd once again. Stratus doesn't look impressed as Bateman picks up The Rock and pushes him to the corner and nails some punches onto The Rock. He then whips The Rock to the opposite corner but Rock ends up counter-whipping Bateman to the corner. Rock then charges at Bateman but ends up getting a boot to the face as he backs up a few steps, Bateman then runs up and takes down The Rock with a leaping clothesline. Both men get up as Bateman nails another clothesline to The Rock as The Rock quickly rolls out of the ring to catch a breather but Bateman is already bouncing off the ropes and runs at the Rock, jumping between the ropes and hits a suicide dive onto The Rock! Bateman then picks up The Rock and throws him inside as Stratus begins to argue with Bateman at ringside. Bateman gets into a heated verbal debate with her as The Rock is clearly recovering quickly inside the ring but plays posseum as Bateman enters the ring and walks up to The Rock but Rocky jumps to his feet and hits the Spinebuster onto Derrick Bateman!
William Regal: Such strategy from the Great One! It's no wonder why he's the one facing off against Fandango for the International Title at Summerslam.
Taz: He's a sneaky one, that's for sure!
The Rock looks down and starts to mock Derrick Bateman as Bateman looks to be completely dazed from that spinebuster. The Rock then looks into the crowd as they start to boo The Rock for tricking Derrick Bateman like that. The Rock then lifts up Bateman and brings him by the corner and nailing some quick jabs to the midsection of Derrick bateman, then hits some knees to the gut then a final shot to the head where Bateman falls to a sitting position. The Rock then hits some stomps onto Bateman before picking him up and smashing his face onto the turnbuckle. The Rock then starts to talk to Bateman before slapping him across the face. Bateman looks to be visibly angry and runs over to The Rock but The Rock quickly puts Bateman onto his back then hits a Samoan Drop onto Derrick Bateman! The Rock gets up and looks at Stratus as Stratus looks to be pleased on what she is viewing. The Rock then lifts up Bateman and stares at him with wide eyes while holding onto his head as he executes a flowing DDT onto The Bate Man, then does a kick up and lands on his feet. The Rock then is signalling for The Rock Bottom onto Derrick Bateman!
Taz: He's going to do this! He's going to end the match already!
William Regal: It would be smart of him to do so, save his energy for Summerslam!
The Rock is on fire as he starts to circle around Derrick Bateman while crouching down. Derrick Bateman is slowly getting up as The Rock is done with Bateman for this match and approaches him as he sets Bateman up for The Rock Bottom but Bateman jabs his elbow to The Rock's head, then goes behind him as he goes for the Russian Leg Sweep but The Rock transitions that into a counter Russian Leg Sweep instead! The Rock is looking agitated as he picks up Bateman and lands a few punches but Bateman execute a jawbreaker onto The Rock. Bateman then picks up The Rock and goes for the Airplane Spin but The Rock slips from behind, turns Bateman over and nails the People's Spinebuster onto Derrick Bateman! The Rock then steps up in front of Derrick Bateman and is preparing for The Rock Bottom by removing his one elbow pad and throws it into the crowd as he poses for the audience and runs towards the ropes, then bounces off them as he jumps over Bateman and bounces off the ropes again, runs to Bateman but Bateman jumps up and hits a flapjack onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: Derrick Bateman just saved himself from The People`s Elbow! The Rock could've won the match right there!
The Rock is rolling around the ring as Derrick Bateman looks to be pumped and relieved at the same time from not getting hit from The People's Elbow by moving around the ring as The Rock gets back onto his feet and stomps onto The Rock several times, then gets him up as he whips The Rock towards the ropes. The Rock comes back as Bateman is preparing for a move but The Rock hits a HUGE clothesline that sends Bateman spinning in the air and crashing to the mat! The Rock looks to have a vein popping in his forehead as he picks up Bateman again and hits a punch to the stomach and bounces off the ropes again, coming for another clothesline but Bateman ducks it as The Rock spin around, Bateman then goes for a dropkick but The Rock grabs onto Bateman's legs as he falls to the ground and tries to go for the sharpshooter but Bateman shoves The Rock away with his feet. The Rock comes back to Batman in a blind fury but Bateman kicks The Rock in the midsection and quickly nails the Man-Tastic onto The Rock!
Joey Styles: The Bate Man executed The Man-Tastic flawlessly! I think The Rock is done ladies and gentleman!
Derrick Bateman then goes down for the cover...
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And The Rock kicks out! Derrick Bateman looks to be disappointed that The Rock hasn't been pinned yet and giving Fandango the psychological advantage for Summerslam but he looks determined to try harder. Stratus looks to be a tad nervous as Derrick Bateman picks up The Rock and gets him into the sleeper hold, but The Rock is proving to be too much of a challange size wise so he ends up releasing The Rock and gets him into a dragon sleeper hold instead. The Rock struggles to get out as Bateman tries to apply the sleeper much harder but Rocky is already getting to his feet, then twists his body around so Bateman is forced to let go of the hold as he kick Bateman in the gut and goes for the Rock Bottom again but Bateman saw it coming and nails a jumping DDT onto The Rock! Bateman gets up and is pumped as he throw Rock into the corner and backs up to the opposite side, then runs up to The Rock and hits a double knee to the face as The Rock drops to the ground. The Rock starts to crawl away as The Bate Man jumps onto the ropes and is ready to springboard but Stratus shoves Bateman's foot as Bateman points a finger to her and tells her to back off. Bateman then turns around to see The Rock approaching him and nails a swift Rock Bottom to Derrick Bateman! Stratus looks happy as The Rock goes down for the pin...
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3...
DERRICK BATEMAN KICKS OUT! The Rock and Trish Stratus both look shocked that The Bate Man actually kicked out. Derrick Bateman is slowly trying to get up but The Rock runs up to Bateman and ends up stomping onto him, Bateman then falls to the canvas again. Derrick Bateman is clearly in pain but The Rock doesn't care as he drags Derrick Bateman to the center of the ring and tries to apply the sharpshooter onto Bateman but Bateman moves around and desperatly tries to avoid being applied into the hold. The Rock appears to have moved Bateman to his stomach but Bateman rolls out of the way and kicks The Rock in the stomach, then gets up as he hits a punch to The Rock then takes him down with a discus punch. Bateman then goes down and applies the kneebar to The Rock! The Rock is already screaming in pain as Bateman has that kneebar locked in tight as The Rock struggles to reach for the ropes but Bateman is fully prepared to snap Rocky's knee if neccessary. The Rock then looks at Derrick Bateman and kicks him square in the face as Bateman is forced to let go. Bateman then gets up but The Rock knocks him down with a doubled legged takedown and quickly applies the sharpshooter onto Derrick Bateman!
Joey Styles: The Rock has gotten the sharpshooer onto The Bate Man! Can Derrick Bateman escape from this submission hold?!
Derrick Bateman is moving around the ring trying to get out of the sharpshooter but The Rock is laying low and applies more pressure onto Bateman's back. Derrick Bateman starts to scream out in pain as The Rock tries to keep Bateman immobolized as he starts yelling into the crowd claiming that he's going to be the next International Champion. Bateman doesn't like hearing that so he slowly starts to crawl towards the ropes with his forearms and is heading towards the middle rope right in front of him. The Rock is forced to back up with Bateman as Bateman is using the rest of his stamina to reach the ropes as he's extending his hand towards that bottom rope. Bateman then moves him and The Rock a final space as he can feel the bottom rope with his finger tips, shaking the ropes a tad bit as he extends his whole body to be able to grab onto the ropes but Trish Stratus appears and pulls the ropes away from Bateman's reach! Bateman looks shocked that Stratus just did that as The Rock pulls Derrick Bateman to the center of the ring. Bateman starts to cry out in pain as The Rock sees the victory coming up. Derrick Bateman doesn't appear to have anything left in the tank as he sees no choice but to tap out.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner as a result of a submission, The Rock!
Trish Stratus enters the ring as she lifts up The Rock's hand as she's celebrating the win with The Rock. The Rock and Umaga kicks Bateman out of the ring as he poses for the crowd with Stratus as he gather's some boos from the crowd. The Rock is motioning to the crowd now that he's going to become the UWF International Champion but...
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Taz: Uh oh...
Foley storms onto the stage with a microphone as he appears to not be pleased with how the match went down.
Mick Foley: Alright you two better listen and listen good, because I am not too happy with how that pretty little face in the ring has been involved with my matches lately. See Trish I don't need someone like you lurking around the ring while Fandango and The Rock is going at for the International Title, so I am adding a stipuation to Anarchy's Main Event at Summerslam right now: Trish Stratus and Umaga are now banned from ringside from the International Title at Summerslam! And addition to that if I see Trish or Umaga interfering in the match then The Rock will automatically forfeit the match! The Rock is a big boy Trish so I'm sure that he can handle Fandango on his own. Have a nice day!
The crowd pops loudly after hearing that stipulation being placed into the match but starts to boo as Russo appears on the titantron.
Vince Russo: That was a well thought out plan Mick. Except you forgot one thing: That Maxine and 'The Bate Man' can still walk around at ringside doing whatever. Because I am a man of equality and fairness, I'm going to add onto that stipulation that Derrick Bateman and Maxine are also banned from ringside! And once more, not only will Fandango forfeit the match if they should try to interfere, but Fandango will also forfiet the International Title as well! Now with that being said Mick, 'Have a nice day!'
The crowd boos as Foley looks over his head to the titantron, not too impressed with Russo walking all over him. The Rock and Stratus isn't too thrilled either over the stipulation being placed as Anarchy returns to commercial.
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COMMERCIAL FOUR
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The scene cuts back to a shot of the arena. All of a sudden, a new theme starts to play over the PA system.
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The crowd begins to boo as they realize that it's the new theme music of Matt Hardy Version 1. After a few moments, Matt arrives dressed almost identically to how he was last week. He then outstretches his arms agains, closes his eyes and smiles.
Joey Styles: Well, look who it is!
Tazz: Matt Hardy is in the house!
William Regal: But, look! He's not alone, is he?
As Regal finishes that statement, we notice who is appearing behind him. It's The Hurricane. As Matt has his arms stretched out, He shifts and allows Hurricane to walk to the ring.
Joey Styles: What's he carrying? Or who?
The Hurricane is carrying an unconscious man over his shoulder. He walks down the ramp and to the ring. As he reaches it, he tosses the man into the ring. The Hurricane then walks up the steps and enters the ring. Matt then begins walking down the ramp, arms remaining outstretched.
William Regal: I think Matt Hardy has officially went bloody bonkers!
Tazz: Hasn't he always been, though?
Matt walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. He grabs a microphone from Christy Hemme who he then orders to leave the ring. Matt kicks the man with the bag over his head towards the middle of the ring and stands above him as Hurricane stands by with his arms crossed. Matt then lifts his microphone and speaks.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, baby brother, I know you're here in the arena and I know you still have a lot of questions on your mind but you must put such trivial things aside and listen to what I am about to tell you, what I am about to tell the entire world. You see, baby brother, just like the man who lies at my feet, you will outlive your worth and you too will lie at my feet. For years, baby brother, I took you by the arm and drug you to greatness, to superstardom. If it wasn't for me, no one would even know your name......Jeff, you want to know why? DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?!
Matt screams into the microphone as the crowd's boos get audibly louder.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, listen, the world listen, the answer to your question is a conundrum in and of itself because, you see, the answer to your question is another question. I ask you, Why not? Why not, Jeff? Baby brother, why not? You see, I'm not the same Matt Hardy who grew up in Cameron, North Carolina with daddy Claude G. I have become something far greater, beyond your comprehensions, Jeff. I've seen places that even in your Imagi-Nation you couldn't fathom. Baby brother, I have become powerful beyond words. The story of Cane and Abel, the balance of good and evil, the duality of man. Jeff, I am the duality of man! I am the perfect balance of sinister and virtuous. Jeff, I've said it once and I'll say it again: I AM A GOD!
The crowd begins booing even louder as Matt calls himself that. The commentators are completely silent.
Matt Hardy Version 1: It pains me to say this, baby brother, but you have reached your expiration date. It pains me because, for the longest time, I thought you would overcome your short-comings. You were World Heavyweight Champion on SmackDown and I had believed you could pull yourself out of your mediocrity but what happened next, Jeff? You lost the World Title and booted unceremoniously from SmackDown by a religious zealot. Unlike Reverend D'Von, I'm not just the word of God, I am a god and being a god, you need a Force of Nature by your side.....
Matt points to The Hurricane who stands completely still with his arms still folded.
Matt Hardy Version 1: A Force of Nature by the name of The Hurricane. You see, he represents all of what makes Mattitude so great. He personifies it. He eat, sleeps and breathes Mattitude. This man who lies at my feet, he was a disappointment. He tried to live up to the Mattitude standards. He was close but just no cigar. But this man did not live on without life purpose. No, you see, The Hurricane and I, we burdened him with glorious purpose. He can take solace in knowing that he has become a martyr in the name of Mattitude.
Matt squats down and removes the bag from the man's head.
Tazz: Oh my god, it's Shannon Moore.....
It's revealed to be a bloody and battered Shannon Moore, uncounscious still. Matt grabs him by the hair and continues speaking.
Matt Hardy Version 1: Jeff, baby brother, let this be an example of what happens when The Hurricane meets "The Black Cloud". Tonight, you and Seth Rollins will find out first hand what a Force of Nature is REALLY capable of.
Matt drops Shannon's head and leaves him lying in the middle of the ring. EMT's are rushing out to the ring as Matt exits the ring and Hurricane remains inside it.
Joey Styles: Matt Hardy has snapped!
William Regal: If his intent was to step out from Jeff's shadow, then mission accomplished.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring. From Raleigh, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, The Hurricane!
Hurricane does his trademark pose, smirking with glee as the crowd showers him with disdain.
Christy Hemme: And the partner...
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"Bed of Nails" by Neil Griffiths and Ronnie Stone begins to play as Tyson Kidd arrives through the curtain and appears before the crowd with his girlfriend Natalya Neidhart in tow as always. The two are greeted with fierce booing but pay no mind to it as Natalya smiles from ear-to-ear and Tyson has a look of indifference on his face as the power couple makes their way down the ramp.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Natalya Neidhart. From Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Weighing in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds. Tyson Kidd!
As they arrive at the bottom of the ramp, Natalya remains ringside as Tyson enters the ring, posing for the crowd who greets him with more intense booing. He then turns to his opponents as Christy continues her introductions.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
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"1958" by A Day To Remember, the theme song of Seth Rollins, begins to play as the entire crowd reacts negatively as they shower him with boos. The camera pans to the stands where Rollins is entering through the crowd, showing off his Money in the Bank briefcase to further negativity.
Christy Hemme: From Davenport, Iowa. Weighing in at two hundred and nine pounds. He is the holder of the Anarchy Money in the Bank briefcase, Seth Rollins!
As Rollins arrives at the bottom, he leaps the barricade and slides into the ring, briefly posing for the crowd.
Christy Hemme: And the partner...
Anarchy is about to get more extreme, because the lights darken and purples and greens surround the stage area. Suddenly, a forgotten riff fills the PA system and the crowd loses its mind!
"So you see the writing on the waaaaaalllll..."
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The music of Jeff Hardy hits and the crowd goes crazy! The charismatic enigma strolls out onto the staged, dressed in his unusual way as always. Jeff seems disinterested at first, even with the response, but then he bursts out with energy and throws his arms out; yelling to the crowd.
Christy Hemme: From Cameron, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. The "Charismatic Enigma", Jeff Hardy!
He dances on the stage, and throws up the Gunz taunt, before jogging down the ramp towards the ring. Jeff high fives the fans ringside that love him so much, while he makes his way down.
Jeff smiles and then begins to run, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He jogs over to the far side of the ring and climbs the second turnbuckle hitting his older pose. The crowd pop as Hardy nods his head in agreement with the crowd. He gets down and prepares for his match as the ring bell sounds again.
DING DING!
[INSERT ROLLINS & HARDY VS. HURRICANE & KIDD HERE]
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COMMERCIAL FIVE
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Our scene cuts backstage where recently signed Anarchy star Goldberg waits in the green room, he's pacing the floor as the producer counts down to go live on filming.The camera light flicks on green as Goldberg smirks & stares into the camera, he pauses for a few seconds as the crowd cheers as he appears on the titan-tron.
Tonight...I return to the ring after many years of being away. When I walk through those curtains tonight there will be only one thing on my mind as I make my way down that ramp. As I climb those steel steps, and as I climb into MY ring. Tonight there's a man by the name of CM Punk, who stands in my way. Cause you see while this past week has been nothing more then talking, tonight is the night to walk the walk. CM Punk is clueless of what he's about to step into. He'll come down the ramp with that goofy look on his face, shouting out his favorite little Marvel superhero catch phrases. There won't be any Spiderman or Fantastic Four to save you tonight CM Punk, no sir. Tonight you stare into the eyes of a greater beast. Tonight you'll learn what it means to be a man.
Vince Russo brought me here to save this brand. To make this brand excel beyond both Smackdown & RAW. He knew I was the only one who could truly get the job done. Not CM Punk. Not The Rock. Not Sting. Not anyone else on this roster. The UWF needs Goldberg; not the other way around. My journey to bring glory back to this business starts tonight against the "Straight Edge" superstar. When I break him in the middle of that ring tonight the whole world will understand that soon enough...there will be championship gold around my waist once again. The name Goldberg will be at the head of every program. MY face will be on every PPV poster, on the show's banner, and on every promotional list from outside companies wanting a representative. I'm not a crusader. I'm not a prophet. I'm not a god send that's here to fulfill a destiny. I am a man on a mission, and tonight CM Punk is next in what's to be the greatest accession of a superstar EVER in this company.
Goldberg smirks as he walks offscreen and the camera pans back to the ring.
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Cult of Personality blasts throughout the arena
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There is a mix reaction from the crowd as CM Punk and Roman Reings walk out from the back. CM Punk avoids doing his tradition entrance as he and Reigns just head to the ring.
Christy Hemme: Being accompanied to the ring by Roman Reigns. From Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. C...M....Punk!
Reigns acts like he's going to hit some of the fans as Punk taunts a few of the haters. Reigns remains ringside as Punk enters the ring and sits down, looking unimpressed regarding the match ahead of him.
Christy Hemme: And the opponent...
The camera cuts backstage to a locker room door, surrounded by amply supplied security guards, as dragging seconds pass by before it swings open; revealing Goldberg himself. He's donning blue jeans and a leather Harley jacket; biker gloves cover his hands. He glances both ways & stares the guards down, not saying a single word. He turns & makes his way to the gorilla position as he's flanked on both sides. He passes catering, & climbs the steel steps leading up behind the curtain as the camera cuts back to a frontal stage position; a shower of sparks emitting from both sides as Goldberg like a great legendary warrior stands within them. The crowd is going nuts.
Christy Hemme: From Dawsonville, Georgia. Weighing in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds. GOOOOOLLLLLLDDDDDBERRRRGGGGG!!!!!!!
They simmer down as he walks forward, letting out his trademark bellow as smoke flows heavily from his mouth. He waits anxiously at the entrance to the ramp, as fans are going crazy; excited to see their favorite wrestler was back here before them in the business they loved. He brings one arm up as pyro blasts off behind him. He follows suit with his other arm to the same effect; as he looks into the camera & audibly yells I'm Back! He proceeds to make his way down the ramp, as adorning fans reach out to touch him, but he grazes by as he arrives at the foundation of the steel steps; climbing them & entering into the ring through the middle rope. His music slowly begins to fade as he basks in the crowd's approval as they chant his name over & over. Their voices are harmonious across the arena it's self. GOLDBERG! GOLBERG! GOLDBERG!
DING DING!
As Goldberg approaches Punk, suddenly the "Straight Edge Superstar" stands up and motions for a microphone. He is granted one as Goldberg and everyone else in the arena looks confused.
I want you to answer a question for me. If you can answer it, this match will go on as scheduled. If not, then they disturbed you from your personal locker room and made you walk through the pyro and all that for no reason, Billy boy. Tell me why I should give a damn about this match. Tell me why I should give a damn about your return to professional wrestling and you showing up on Wednesday Night Anarchy? The boys that brought me to this brand sold it with the promise that it was a land of opportunity, a series of brass rings just waiting to be grabbed. Well I seized every opportunity and I grabbed every brass ring and what did they do? They put my guaranteed rematch clause on the line in this match against Rhino, my guaranteed rematch clause! I'm not the one that got myself suspended, I'm not the one that's put in mediocre performance after mediocre performance, all of that has been Rhino yet management is rewarding him and punishing me by giving him the opportunity to take away everything I earned, and making me compete to earn something that's already mine.
You think it's a coincidence that Roman Reigns didn't have a word to say to Sting in the time leading up to their match? You think it's a coincidence that I didn't have a word to say to Goldberg in the time leading up to this match? Hell no, this that you've been seeing isn't me failing to realize my potential, because I realized it a long time ago, I'm the "Best in the World" and I deserve to be treated as such, it's management that doesn't realize my potential. Me and Reigns not participating is this and simply this, an act of rebellion. I never should've had my rematch clause put on the line. I don't care how hard Vince Russo was trying to spice things up and make things interesting, I guess making it an Extreme Rules Hell in a Cell wasn't enough, you had to screw me, didn't you?
Well this is me saying screw you, every last one of you, Dolph Ziggler, Homicide, Hernandez, Konnan, Derrick Bateman, Fandango, Maxine, Sting, Al Snow, Perry Saturn, Matt Hardy, The Hurricane, Tyson Kidd, Seth Rollins, and especially Vince Russo, especially Mick Foley, especially Rhino, and especially Vince McMahon for sending me to this hell hole in the first place. And last but not least, Goldberg, screw you!
Punk exits the ring and begins walking up the ramp as the referee begins his count.
ONE!
Punk stops and turns to face him, raising the microphone he's holding back up.
I guess you don't understand a walk out when you see one, moron. What're you even counting for? I JUST SAID that I'm not wrestling, so let me save you some breath and break it down in a form you'll understand. You. Don't. Have. To. Count. To. Ten. I. Am. Not. Getting. Back. In. That. Ring. Christy, do your job!
DING DING!
Christy Hemme: Here is your winner as a result of a count-out, Goldberg!
There we go, yay, Goldberg won his debut match, now everyone's happy. Well not everyone, but all of you. Vince, Mick, if either of you had a single shred of credibility to your names, you'd right your wrong and take the stipulation that our rematch clauses are on the line away!
Punk waits for a moment as he looks around, waiting for the sound of either Mick Foley or Vince Russo's theme music to begin playing.
I'm not surprised. Any other time you can't keep either of you at bay, but I suppose if it doesn't have to do with Sting, it isn't worth dedicating any time to, right? Well dedicate some time to this! Fu-
Before Punk can finish, Anarchy fades to black.
CREDITS
Christian promo, Hernandez vs. Snow- Captain Charisma
L.A.X. promo, Hardy/Rollins vs. Kidd/Hurricane- Chase
Matt Hardy promo- The Hoov
Bate Man vs. The Rock- natlav
Christian vs. Rhino, Ziggler vs. Sting, Goldberg promo- MrFetter
Piecing show together, Sting promo, Umaga/Rock promo, finish to Sting/Ziggler, MDDD promo, CM Punk promo- Chris Dresden
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Re: Wednesday Night Anarchy 8/21/13 PREVIEW!
That broken nose thing is too funny.
But we bout to have the battle of the heros... Scorpion King vs. Batman. Let's do this.
That broken nose thing is too funny.
But we bout to have the battle of the heros... Scorpion King vs. Batman. Let's do this.
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