The pyro spews through out the arena as the fans cheer like crazy as they are cheering. Signs are shown through out the arena, and The fans are excited. We take you the legendary commentary crew of Jim Ross and Roddy Piper.
Jim Ross: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Tuesday night RAW!
Roddy Piper: Will this should be a good episode
Jim Ross: Indeed Hot Rod, both our World Heayweight Champion, and number one contender have big matches here tonight, not only that we have Eddie Guerrero taking on Kane's brother the Undertaker.
Roddy Piper: Sounds like a big night to me.
Justin Roberts: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the opening contest of the evening. Introducing first...
Justin Roberts: From Ayr, Scotland weighing in tonight at 254 lbs, Drew McIntyre.
JR: This man made a mess of the events surrounding last weeks number one contendership to the Transatlantic Championship and found himself one of three number one contenders to Hogan's belt next week.
Piper: And what exactly has he done with that chance so far JR? Nothing! And I bet money Randy Orton is going to do something about it.
Justin Roberts: And his opponents, first from Lafayette Louisiana, weighing in at 285 lbs, The Angel in the Dirt Bray Wyatt.
Piper: Wow I forgot all about Bray Wyatt and apparently so did the higher ups as Wyatt isn't going to be in the Rumble match this year. You have to believe Wyatt is going to show the world tonight why that was a big mistake.
Justin Roberts: And their opponent, he is one half of the UWF European Champions, Christopher Daniels.
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DING DING!
As the match gets underway, Bray levels McIntyre with a big boot as the Scotsman's head whips against the mat with violent impact. Bray now turns his attention to Daniels, who tries to take advantage of Bray's distracted state as he launches off of the ropes but Bray catches him in a bearhug as he locks his arms around the "Fallen Angel" tightly, swinging him about like a rag doll as McIntyre sits up, holding the back of his head in pain as he beholds the antics. Bray sees Drew out of the corner of his eye as he walks over and places his foot on Drew's chest, pushing him onto his back as he modifies the bearhug, releasing it and placing his arms underneath Daniels' arms, hoisting him up and dropping him, catching him on the way down as he spinebusters him onto the "Chosen One".
As Daniels rolls off of McIntyre, Bray grabs the Scotsman by the hair and pulls him to his feet, irish whipping him into the nearest corner and barreling after him, sandwiching him in the corner with a brutal looking body splash. As Bray backs away, Drew staggers out of the corner as the "Angel in the Dirt" grabs him around the right shoulder with his left arm, joining his right hand with Drew's left as both of their arms are extended and uniform with one another as Bray leads and begins to dance with his dazed opponent. Bray lets go of him suddenly and pushes him backward, Drew tripping over Daniels, hitting the back of his head on the mat in violent fashion again. Bray steps over Daniels and walks over to Drew, standing over him as he grabs him by the wrists and pulls him upward, Drew's head hanging back as Bray places a foot on Drew's face and drives down, slamming Drew's wrists against the mat at the same time that he delivers the modified curb stomp.
As Bray stands up and extends his arms out to his sides, leaning his head back and smiling to the sky, Daniels leaps onto his back suddenly, trying to apply a sleeper hold but Bray simply falls back like it's a trust fall, sandwiching Daniels between his body weight and the mat. Bray sits up, laughing to himself and smiling from ear-to-ear as he climbs to his feet and now looks down at McIntyre, his hair hanging down in his face as the smiling and laughing continues.
Jim Ross: Bray Wyatt has lost it, Roddy.
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: Of course the guy's lost it. He prophesies like he's Mordecai, took his nickname from Galactus, looks and talks like Waylon Mercy, he's lost all independence. Husky Harris wasn't a great gimmick but at least it was original.
Jim Ross: I meant he's crazy. How do you know all that stuff?
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: The comparisons to other wrestling personalities or the Galactus thing?
Jim Ross: You know damn well which one I mean.
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: Settle down, Jim, don't have an episode on me. I like comic books, is that alright with you?
Jim Ross: Something else you and Punk have in common, I presume.
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: Absolutely.
Jim Ross: Well between me getting threatened by Eddie Guerrero for saying he looked frightened the other week and you now cracking jokes on someone that's just as insane, I fear our time for this world is not much longer.
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: Eh, he'll tire himself out on the two chumps he's in the ring with. You're screwed though.
In the ring, Bray is periodically looking back and forth between his opponents to see which one stirs first. Daniels begins to push himself up with his arms but as he does, Bray takes off running towards him and swings the leg that he isn't leading with forward, delivering a stiff knee to the solar plexus that knocks Daniels backward and upward as Bray catches him while he's in mid-air and hooks his arm around his opponent's neck, grabbing the back of Daniels' tights with his free hand as he falls back and spikes the "Fallen Angel" against the knee of the "Chosen One". As Bray gets up, Daniels lies there in a broken heap as McIntyre sits up clutching his knee in pain as Bray stomps on it a few times, the cries of pain growing more intense with each one. Bray backs off after a few as Drew reaches back and grabs the ropes, using them to pull himself up. Once he returns to a vertical base, he lets go of the ropes as he limps toward Bray Wyatt, cocking his fist back.
He throws the punch but Bray sidesteps and delivers a rising knee to the solar plexus, similar to the one he delivered to Daniels as he pulls McIntyre in, hooking his arms around his body like he's going for a gutwrench powerbomb, but instead of powerbombing him he drops him across his knee as the crowd gasps at the impact made.
Jim Ross: Bray Wyatt may have just shattered the man's vertebrae!
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: I don't know if that qualifies as eating a world, but it's certainly a way to mess someone's up.
Bray grabs both men up suddenly, each with one hand, as he then stands Daniels in front of McIntyre, grabbing both men and bending them as far back as possible as he kisses each of their foreheads before executing what has never been done before, a double Sister Abigail! Bray rolls both men over and lowers himself to his knees, placing a hand on each of their chests as he hangs his head, his hair hanging down as well and covering his face as he appears to be praying as the referee counts the pin.
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
DING DING!
Justin Roberts: Here is your winner, Bray Wyatt!
As Bray Wyatt's arm is raised he pulls it away from the referee and immediately demands a microphone from one of the ring crew. He is handed the microphone and the tirade begins.
Bray Wyatt: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!
The crowd respond to Bray Wyatt with little less than hatred as he laughs into the microphone.
Both chose to make the wrong decision but believe me when I tell you this Daniels and I know you're listening... I know everything. You will kneel before me no longer 'The Fallen Angel' but the 'Broken Angel' and you will accept Bray Wyatt as your savior!... just like young Drew has tonight, whether he knows it or not. Do you people not see!, this is what happens!. This is what happens, this is what happens when you try to deny 'The Eater of Worlds' what is rightfully his. And what is rightfully mine is the World Heavyweight Championship. That championship, was mine. And it was taken by a rotten soul... back into the clutches of sin and look where it is now, being fought over by a former sinner in the hands of a false deity... and a false Prince. These men may fight over that championship which I want but they should be aware that I intend to challenge them for that belt soon after... and my plan to do this is by winning the Rags to Riches match.
The crowd boo heavily, but their is a notion of excitement in the air as Bray Wyatt announces that he will be entering the Rags to Riches match.
In this match there is a chance. There is a chance that I could claim myself a World Heavyweight Title shot. On the other hand it could end my career here in UWF. Or it could even mean that Bray Wyatt, 'The Angel in The Dirt' could be Raw's General Manager for the night... and who wouldn't love that. To put it plainly, this is my only chance to reclaim what is mine, to claim my Holy Grail once more and if with it comes the risk of termination, I'm willing to take that risk. My message for all other competitors in this match is simple, prepare. And prepare well for the end. The end of your hopes, the end of your dreams, the end of your world for Bray Wyatt plans on taking the spoils of victory and you best believe that fate and destiny is on the side of Bray Wyatt. You best believe that when Bray Wyatt opens up that briefcase, that just like before, it will guarantee the return of what is rightfully mine and it doesn't matter what I have to do, or who I have to vanquish to do that.
Bray Wyatt looks dead into the hard camera as he finishes that final sentence, he goes to get out of the ring only to be interrupted.
The music of the sexiest and best Diva in the history of the UWF hits the PA system. Out from the back comes Trish Stratus to a great pop from the crowd. She smiles and shakes her head as if she is about to say something, but instead she merely stands aside before...
JR: Bah Gawd in heaven its Umaga!
Piper: The former UWF Extreme Champion is back JR and he's looking to take a piece out of Bray Wyatt.
Umaga slides into the ring and Bray Wyatt is like come at me bro! Umaga does just that and nails Wyatt right in the face with a massive right hand. Wyatt goes down like a sack of junk as Umaga screams in his language only he can understand. Wyatt gets to his feet and Umaga grabs him immediately and plants him with a Samoan Drop! The crowd explode as Umaga stands tall as Wyatt rolls out of the ring.
JR: I think Umaga just made a big statement here tonight, I think he's saying one of those briefcases is going to be his and he's going to destroy anyone who gets in his way.
Piper: Good grief I don't want to be in the ring with that monster, rags to riches just got serious JR!
Umaga and Trish stand tall in the ring as UWF Raw heads elsewhere.
As the night rolls on, the cameras cut backstage to Renee Young. She wastes no time beginning her interview.
Renee Young: Ladies and Gentlemen, Christian! Now Christian, tonight you go one on one with the Number One Contender to the World Heavyweight Championship Tyson Kidd in one of the biggest matches since your return, are you nervous?
Christian: Nervous? Renee, I've been in this business a long time. I've gone out there in front of 80,000 people and thrown myself off ladders because I love what I do. I haven't gotten nervous in a very long time. It's quite the contrary. Tonight, I'm excited. I'm excited because tonight I get to go out to that ring with someone who thinks he's "the man" around these parts and I get to prove him wrong. Tyson Kidd is walking around here with this massive ego thinking that he can't be beaten. He thinks he's untouchable. You know who else thought they were untouchable? Shawn Michaels. And you know what happened Renee, I beat him too. I did something Tyson can't do. I beat Shawn clean, no controversy. And tonight, I'm going to do something Shawn couldn't do, I'm going to beat Tyson clean, no controversy.
Young: And then what?
Christian: And then I'm going to what 29 other man can't do; I'm going to win the Royal Rumble Match and headline WrestleMania 3. And I don't care if it's Shawn Michaels, I don't care if it's Tyson Kidd, I don't care who it is, I'm going to win the World Heavyweight Championship. And then finally, RAW will have a true Champion.
And just like that, Christian walks off. Fade.
Out comes Christian as the fans cheer for Captain Charisma. Christian looks confident here tonight as he has been working hard since Royal Rumble season has started, Christian goes and he enters the ring awaiting his opponent
Out comes the number one contender Tyson Kidd, and he is looking as cocky as ever as he makes his way down to the ring, and Tyson Kidd is excited as he makes his way down to the ring. Kidd enters the ring, and he looks on at Christian as the bell rings
Ding... Ding... Ding...
Christian and Tyson Kidd lock up, and Kidd goes and he hipslams him down to the mat, Christian though is build his base back up quick, and Christian goes for a back suplex. This causes Tyson Kidd to flip over and land right on his feet. Christian turns around, Kidd goes for an enziguri but Christian ducks under. Kidd whiffs and turns around only to be met with a kick in the gut but Christian. Christain goes and he grabs the head hitting a swinging neckbreaker. Christian goes for the cover.
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Kidd kicks out early, and Christian puts Kidd into a headlock. Kidd goes and he builds his base and he begins elbowing him in the gut. Kidd goes and he pushes Christian off of him, and Christian bounces off the ropes, and Kidd goes for a dropkick in which Christian gets hit with. Christian staggers back as he lays against the ropes and Kidd goes and he clothesline him over the top rope. Christian is on the outside, and Kidd goes as he slicks his hair back and he awaits. Christian is getting up, and Kidd goes as he flies over the ropes and hits a flying senton. Christian is down as Kidd goes and he taunts
Roddy Piper: What a maneuver by Tyson Kidd
Jim Ross: You steal that from Vince Piper?
Kidd goes and he picks up Christian and throws him back in the ring, the fans boo as Kidd goes and he awaits for Christian to get up, Christian is up, and Kidd goes and hits a nice enziguri causing Christian to fall. Kidd goes for the cover.
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No Christian kicks out, Kidd goes and he picks up Christian and he irish whips him into the turnbuckle corner. Kidd goes and he charges at Christian, but Christian moves out of the way. Kidd though being athletic jumps onto the top turnbuckle. Christian turns, and Kidd goes for a moonsault, but Christian moves out of the way, causing Tyson Kidd to miss and completely eat crap. The fans cheer as Christian goes and he awaits for Kidd to get up. Kidd gets up and is met with a slap to the face by Christian. Kidd goes and he tries, to strike, back, but Christian ducks under causing Kidd to spin around. Christian grabs the back of the head as he hits an inverted DDT. Christian gets up and he looks at the lights.
Jim Ross: Christian taking prime position right here in this match
Christian goes and he heads to the second rope as the fans cheer, and Christian is clapping his hands the fan clap along as Kidd is getting up. Christian goes and he hits a flying shoulder shove right onto Tyson Kidd. Christian goes for the cover.
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Kidd kicks out, and when he does he manages to position the legs, and he gets Christian stuck into a triangle choke. The fans boo as Kidd now has Christian in a triangle choke. Christian though instead of struggling hard to get out is sliding dragging Kidd with him and he manages to get his hand on the ropes. The referee begins making the count. Kidd gets off of Christian and he gets up as he taunts as the fans boo the actions of Tyson Kidd. Christian slides outside of the ring to recover. Kidd goes and he sees Christian on the outside. Instead of going for an outside attack he just walks and he reaches over the ropes, and grabs the head of Christian, almost trying to drag him onto the apron, he is successful in doing so, and Kidd has the head of Christian. Kidd all of a sudden gets pulled down by Christian causing his jaw to hit the rope. Kidd’s head is laying on the second when all of a sudden Christian slaps him right in the face. Kidd goes back as Christian scurries, and all of a sudden goes to the top rope. Christian goes and he is on the top rope as the fans cheer, and he goes for a crossbody. Christian looks like he connects, but Tyson Kidd actually catches him, and he rolls through. Tyson Kidd puits Christian on his shoulder, and he hits the rolling stampede right onto Christian. Tyson Kidd instead of going for the cover, grabs Christians legs and he puts him in the sharpshooter.
Jim Ross: The Sharpshooter is locked in Hot Rod!
Roddy Piper: Christian’s screwed.
Christian is grabbing his head in pain as the Sharpshooter is locked in tight in the middle of the ring, the fans are cheering for Christian to get out of the hold as Christian is dragging to get to the ropes. Kidd realizes this, and he releases the hold to drag Christian back to the middle of the ring, but Christian manages to flip his body over, and push Kidd off of him. Kidd gets up, but all of a sudden he walks into a spear by Christian as the fans go crazy. Christian hooks the legs.
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No kick out by Kidd
Jim Ross: Damn it I thought Christian had it!
Roddy Piper: No JR I knew all along Kidd was going to kick out, he is just that damn good.
Christian goes and he begins to clap as the fans are clapping around with him, Christian kicks the gut of the standing Kidd, and he looks to hit the Killswitch on him, when all of a sudden as Christian looks like he is going to hit it wham CODE BLUE from out of nowhere. The fans boo as Kidd gets up and he is smiling.
Roddy Piper: Pin him Tyson!
Kidd gets up and he looks down at Christian and he screams: “The real showstopper”. Fans boo as Kidd goes and he backs up to a corner, and he starts to tune up the band. The fans being to get mad at Tyson Kidd mocking Shawn Michaels, and he goes as he tunes up the band. Christian is getting up slowly, and Tyson Kidd goes for the sweet chin music, when all of a sudden, Christian ducks underneath him causing Tyson Kidd to whiff and miss. Quickly Kidd turns but he is caught off guard, and Christian hits a killswitch. Christian goes for the cover.
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Justin Roberts: Here is your winner Christian!
Jim Ross: Christian did it, he just beat Tyson Kidd here tonight.
Roddy Piper: BS JR Christian didn’t win! Tyson Kidd cost himself the match, come on man you can’t make that mistake when you face that loser Shawn Michaels
Christian goes on the outside looking at Kidd, as Kidd is wondering what in the hell has happened, and how did he lose in that situation. Kidd goes and he looks on distained, as the final image we see is Christian smiling in victory.
We come back from commercial to see RAW General Manager Randy Orton backstage in his office. He seems to be talking to someone on the phone. We just catch the very end of the call.
Randy Orton: ......Look, I have no idea who this "JoJo" person is or what a "Total Diva" is and I'd appreciate you never calling this number again.......Oh, is that right? Well, how about this. How about I take that phone you're talking into and I shove it down your throat? How about that?! Hello?!
Orton hangs up the phone and is obviously annoyed. Just at that moment, the self-proclaimed "True European Champion" Daniel Bryan appears into frame as the crowd goes crazy. He then wastes no time speaking to Orton.
Daniel Bryan: So.....I just happened to check UWF.Com, you know, in the title history, just kind of browsing and I noticed something. How is it that I'm still listed as quote unquote "Co-European Champions" with Christopher Daniels? Not to mention the fact that he's the biggest piece of overhyped garbage in the UWF but, I was looking around the locker room and, what do you know, he's nowhere to be found. Doesn't he have a match tonight? Look, I'm not here to get into your business. I respect you and you've gone to bat for me more times than I can count. All I'm asking is, now that the "Billion Dollar Slut" is no longer in charge around here, maybe we can throw her stupid call at Starrcade out of the window? I mean, John Cena tapped out to ME. Christopher Daniels didn't do anything to deserve any claim to this championship. I beat John's historic reign by myself. I want Daniels next week and I want it to be for this.
Bryan holds up the UWF European Championship as the crowd pops. Orton then rubs his chin before replying.
Randy Orton: First things first, you are engaged to Brie Bella, correct?
Daniel Bryan: YES!
Randy Orton: That means you know who the divas around here that never show up correct.
Daniel Bryan: YES!
Randy Orton: Do you know who JoJo is?
Bryan goes to shout out loud YES!, but stops. His eyes start looking around as he tries to recall the name but just shakes his head no.
Randy Orton: You know what never mind. Let's talk about your problem. You are right, there is nothing more I hate then a champion who doesn't show up. And seeing as he still holds his own European Championship I think its time that ends. But I'm not going to strip him, I'm going to give him as much a chance as he deserves. That's why next week live here on Raw you Daniel Bryan will face Christopher Daniels in a unification match. Only one of you will be moving on to the Rumble as the European Champion. How does that sound?
Orton pauses a moment as he waits for Bryan to respond.
Daniel Bryan: Randy, that's what I have been waiting for ever since Starrcade. Christopher Daniels is gonna find out exactly what a champion should be when I give him the beating of a lifetime next week. That is, if he has the decency to show up. If not, I'll take a forfeit victory but I'll make damn sure I find him and I'll beat some respect into him. You see, no one is going to take this European Championship from me. I earned this fair and square, just like no one is going to take my opportunity away from me, my opportunity to headline WrestleMania. I'm going to win the Royal Rumble. I guarantee it and, when I do, I'll make history by leaving WrestleMania with the European Championship and the World Heavyweight Championship. Whether it be Shawn Michaels or Tyson Kidd, it doesn't matter. What does matter is, from here on out, it's no more Mr. Nice Guy. I've done it all but two things around here and I won't rest until I get what I want. It's about time I made an impact around here and prove to the world, once again, why I am The Best Wrestler In The World. Why? Because it's who I am and it's what I do.
Bryan then storms out of the office, leaving Orton with a smirk on his face.
TEST TEST THIS IS A TEST
Test's music hits to a mixed reaction, but as soon as Stacy appears with Test the crowd cheers more. Test wastes no time in walking down the aisle with Stacy following him embracing the cheers and wolf whistles from the crowd. Test climbs onto the apron and gets straight into the ring, while Stacy does her usual entrance. Test seems a bit annoyed at the attention she is getting an hurries her more quickly into the ring before going over and grabbing a mic. Test speaks to the crowd.
Test: You know I felt good going into Raw. I knew that this was 2014, a new year so therefore a new Test and hopefully some new found fortune. But as luck would have it I'm still getting screwed around here ladies and gentlemen. Now lets start with the facts, I won on Raw. Regardless of that angry Scotsman getting involved, and attacking me, in the history books the winner of the contest was ME! THE IMPACT PLAYER! TEST! Not Sheamus, and certainly not McIntyre, Andrew Test Martin. I don't think I can spell it out any other way. But along comes Randy Orton with a great idea. People with intelligence note the sarcasm. Orton decides that although I'M the #1 contender for the Transatlantic title, at the Royal Rumble we are going to have a Fatal Four way match, instead of me getting my earned one on one match with Hulk Hogan. For are we rewarding losers now huh? Are we rewarding Sheamus who couldn't beat Hogan at Starrcade, and couldn't beat me on Raw with another title match? And are we rewarding Drew McIntyre who I BEAT on Raw two weeks ago and rudely interrupted my eventual victory against Sheamus? Fantastic what next we bringing in the Brooklyn Brawler and letting him into the World title picture, why not he loses matches.
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rowd cheers and laughs at the idea of Brooklyn Brawler so Test pauses to try to calm down before continuing...
Test: Can you tell I'm not in a great mood? But no matter, if that's how you want it, then so be it. If I have to big boot 3 heads clean off their shoulders, in order to win this match, not a problem. If I have to go through 3 guys to achieve my goal of becoming a champion once again, then bring it on. Because there is one simple reason why I am ready for this match and ready to take that title away from that red and yellow bag of bones. And that is 2014 will be my year. It will be the year of the Test. So far I have beaten Drew McIntyre and Sheamus, and I will remain undefeated in 2014 coming out of the Royal Rumble PPV with gold around my waist. No one will pass this test, not some bitter Scotsman, not some drunk Irishmen and certainly not some 157 year old.
Few boos for Test insulting Hogan, but Test doesn't seem interested with how they reacted...
Test: But of course my title match is the only match I have that Sunday, if I can pull myself from celebrating my victory, I have an entrance in the Royal rumble. Funny thing is I've never liked the concept of the Rumble or indeed any Battle Royal. Mainly because its all about luck and the biggest and baddest superstars such as myself using get teamed up on and thrown out. Its fact that back in the WCW/NWA days throwing your opponent over the top rope was an automatic disqualification.
Test has a chuckle to himself, and admires his brilliant knowledge before addressing the matter of the Rumble...
Test: But seriously as for the Royal Rumble itself, hell I know I'm never gonna be a favourite going in, in fact I reckon I'm on most peoples lists for quickest elimination, given the fact that I have a match at already, and the array of talent in this Rumble. Not matter because I've said it once and Ill say it again, this is my year, so who knows what could happen come the Royal Rumble. I might get throw out by Daniel Bryan, or I might be kicking King Booker's head off and over the top rope to win the whole thing. Who knows but one thing is for certain, I will compete in the Rumble and regardless of what happens in my title match I will give it my all and hopefully turn a few heads in the process. Because here is my promise to all my Testicles. This is the start of the Road to Wrestlemania, and one way or another I will be there, whether it is still defending my Transatlantic Championship or in the main event, all I know is, my potential is within sight, I just have to grab it...
Test pauses and looks straight down the camera...
Test: Only question is, can anyone stop me?
The scene opens up to a kneeling Hulk Hogan in his locker room. His belt is at his knees and his hands are clasped together in prayer. He hears the cameraman move around and he looks back. As he acknowledges that he is no longer alone, he stands up and takes a seat at his locker. He stares at the cameraman and the interviewer who stands behind him. It isn't long before the silence is broken by the man asking the questions.
Reporter: "Hulk, we heard last week about the news that you will no longer be facing one opponent for your title, but three. Three men in that ring all trying to take your belt from you. How do you feel about that?"
Hulk Hogan is quick to reply, but looking dumbfounded nonetheless.
Hulk Hogan: "How do I feel about that man? How do I feel that I am against three top caliber superstars for my title? If I told you that I was happy, I think you would know that I was lying, brother. Let's keep it simple here dude. Next week I have a 25% chance of walking out with that title belt. Wanna know how happy I am? 25% happy is my answer brother. Last week I was watching RAW expecting to face either Test or Sheamus for my Transatlantic Title, and that isn't how it ended up. Somehow, some goon made their way down from backstage and got in the scrum and that gave Randy Orton the idea that I should have to defend it against all three men. At the end of the day man I get it. This is a business, I've lived it. One week from today the referee will raise this title belt high above the air and me and three other men will lock eyes and begin the match of the night when all hell breaks loose. Those three men will be trying to rip my limbs off but I won't be focused on that. I might be getting smacked over the head with a steel chair, I might be getting a brogue kick to the face - but at that moment dude, pain isn't running through my head brother. I have one image and that is that referee holding my belt up in the air. The same belt that I have walked around here wearing for 116 days come next week. You learn to love what you earn and it isn't easy to lose what you love. That's why I'm still in this business and that's why I won't go down without a fight. It may seem a little out of the blue, a little suspicious that Hulk Hogan is abruptly in a four way dance for this belt but brother let me promise you something. I will either be on all fours after that match crawling away with my belt, or I will be face down in the center of that ring without it - but either way I will be happy with the work ethic that I have given to get this far. That belt has looked good on me since it's birth, and if a new home is what it needs - then so be it. But I will put this choice in the hands of the big man upstairs dude."
Hogan's soft voice and tone throw the reporter off a little. He is quick to follow up with another question though.
Reporter: "Uh.. well.. last week on RAW you were one on one with Bubba Ray. You ended up walking away with a rare loss.. how do you feel about that match and you moving past that?"
Hulk Hogan: "Well dude... a loss is a loss. It never feels good but I take mine with a little bit of salt ye know? I go back here and I watch the tapes of the matches and I try to learn from my mistakes. Bottom line, if I want to be honest - I'm too predictable in the ring. It didn't have to be Bully Ray, it didn't have to be a world champion. It could have been Joe Blow from Denmark for all I know brother, I still would have lost. One thing about being in this business for so long is that you grow up with everyone around you looking in and getting used to what you do night in and night out. The Hulking up, the Big Boot, the Leg Drop - it's all too noticeable. At the end of the day I walked out of that match with a big L on my forehead brother, and I let all my Hulkamaniacs down. If I keep this up, without a doubt this championship wont be around my waist come next week dude."
Hogan stands up with his title and heads for his locker room door. The reporter is right behind him barking out one last question.
Reporter: "Hulkster! One last thing! What about you and the Royal Rumble?"
Hogan, with his hand on the doorknob, sighs before turning around and leaning on the door.
Hulk Hogan: "Let me be straight in the open about this. Don't be surprised if Hogan doesn't show up for the Royal Rumble. I only have one thing on my mind, and that is representing the people coast to coast with this title belt. I need to focus right now on only that, and not letting the rest of Hulkamania down with another loss. Sure the Royal Rumble has it's perks - I mean you get to showcase what you got at the grandest stage of them all. But The Hulkster is putting all his eggs in one basket so to say, and I need to focus on what I weigh in importance here brother."
Hogan tries for the door again but the reporter is quick to stop him yet again.
Reporter: "The way you speak Hulk, your tone and posture. You're giving off the impression that Hulkamania is dying. Are you going to give up your title next week?!"
Hogan smirks as he opens the door.
Hulk Hogan: "I won this title in a fatal four way, so I don't plan on losing it in one. Hulk Hogan doesn't lay down for anyone. I may be a little bummed, but I'm going to refine my game plan and come out swinging.
Hogan walks out of his dressing room with his Transatlantic Championship over his shoulder as the feed fades to somewhere else.
"I Crack Skulls For a Livin'! "
The UWF Faithful year the theme song play The Dudley Boyz as Reverend D'Von and Bubba Ray both are coming down. The Dudley Boyz are wearing their tag team belts as they enter the ring with a bunch of the fans booing at them. Bubba doesn't look too impressed as he holds up the microphone, wishing to say something
Bubba Ray Dudley: Another day another couple of bucks, that's da life of being a true tag team champion on the greastest brand in the UWF! None of this ballroom dancing and rich kid bullcrap that Smakdown has for their 'world tag team titles'. Let's get somethin' straight boys, THESE title s are the TRUE tag team belts, not yer fancy lookin' pieces of shit belts! There's a reason why yeh have to defend those shitty things in a Smackdown Roulette, and that's because Stone Cold doesn't trust yer pathetic asses to sell tickets. Nobody wants to see a couple 'a pussies wrestlin' other pussies; they want to see real men go to war for the tag team belts. As a matter of fact I would be more then glad ta give yeh an example right here Fandango and Ethan whatever the hell your name is! You guys wanna show us how it`s done? well I say bring it! It's goin' ta happen where the best of the tag team champions will clash for one night, and I guarantee that we will get on top! Ya both may as well pose with yer stoopid titles while yah can, because when we grab a hold of dem belts guess what we're gonna do? We're gonna throw them in the trash and set the damn trash can on fire!
The crowd boos as Reverend D'Von takes the microphone while chuckling to himself, then begins to speak.
Reverend D'Von: What my brother is trying to explain to you sinners is that there can only be one true tag team champion. Since there are only two brands that are currently present; both with contain not even 4 tag teams; the Lord knows that it makes sense that the tag team belts will be unified in the near future. Now let me ask you an honest to God question: how long as it been since you two have teamed up, and how long did it take you both to finally win those so called 'World Tag Team belts'? Meanwhile we teamed up for the first time in the UWF for a month, and we won the highly prestiged straps from the man who made history; David Batista! Now I'm not saying that you two would lose to us; but even God knows that we can beat the both of you with our hands tied behind our back. Now I know what you two are probably thinking, "You have to get through the Shield to get to us". Well the truth is my brothers is that The Sheild isn' a challenge to us. Seth Rollins is a singles champion and Roman Reigns is a joke around these parts.
The crowd boos at Reverend D'Von as D'Von gives the mic to Bubba Ray again.
Bubba Ray: Aight this is how it's going ta work. We're issuing an open challange to any team that's backstage right now, lookin' for a fight with yer tag team champions! Anybody back there can face us one on one... in a Tables Match right now! Who's is gonna be?!
Bubba Ray lowers the mic as he and Reverend D'Von await for their challangers, they don't have to wait for long as...
Stand Back! There's a Hurricane Coming Through!
The crowd pops as the familar theme song of the Hurricane is played. Hurricane and Rosey are both making their way out to the ring as D'Von and Bubba Ray toss their belts away, readying themselves for their first tag team match since Starracde. Rosey and The Hurricane enter the ring and are separted from the Dudleyz as the bell rings to start the table's match
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Bubba Ray and Reverend D'Von both shove away the referee as they begin the assault onto Rosey and The Hurricane. D'Von chucks Hurricane out of the ring as Bubba tosses Rosey to the corner and hits some jabs to the face, D'Von joining Bubba as he hits some kicks to the midsection. They both slingshot Rosey to the opposite corner, D'Von hitting a body avalanche to the corner as Bubba Ray hits his own, Rosey falling to the canvas. The Hurricane enters the ring as Reverend D'Von takes him down with a corkscrew forearm smash, Bubba then walks up to him and hits an elbow drop to the stomach. Hurricane tries to get out of the way but Bubba holds him in place as D'Von hits a leg drop to the face of Hurricane, Bubba then hits a reverse splash onto the small body of The Hurricane! D'Von laughs as he looks at his brother with wide eyes, Bubba Ray then shoves D'Von as the crowd knows what's happening next. Bubba Ray looks at Reverend D'Von and yells out loud "GET THE TABLES!", the crowd giving a mixed reaction to this.
Piper: Here comes my favourite part JR!
Reverend D'Von exits the ring with a smile on his face as Bubba Ray sees that Rosey is up and clotheslines him out of the ring. The Hurricane tries to attack Bubba from behind but Bubba takes him down with a Bubba Cutter! D'Von has possession of a table and slides it inside the ring, Bubba Ray now setting up the table as D'Von lifts up Hurricane and throws him to the ropes. Hurricane makes it to the ropes as he's about to receive a 3D on the table but Seth Rollins appears out of nowhere and pulls Hurricane out of the ring! Reverend D'Von is confused and tries to go after him but Roman Reigns enters the ring and Spears Bubba Ray Dudley right on the spot!
JR: Look at this Roddy!
Piper: Oh why did they have to ruin a good thing, JR?
The referee is calling for the bell to stop the match as Rollins enters the ring and beats down Reverend D'Von with some fists and punches. Roman Reigns whips his hair back as Bubba Ray Dudley rolls towards the ropes while clutching his gut. Reigns sees that Reverend D'Von is down and gets him to the powerbomb position, then Rollins helps Reverend D'Von up as they are about to go for the Double Powerbomb through the table but Dean Ambrose runs in the ring and pulls Reverend D'Von down. Ambrose hits a knee to Rollin's as Reverend D'Von bails from the ring in one piece. Reigns hits some strikes to Ambrose as Rollins moves the table to the corner. Ambrose knees Reigns in the groin and goes down, Rollins the goes for a charge but Ambrose kicks him in the mid-section and executes the Headlock Driver onto Rollins! Dean Ambrose has a smirk on his face now but doesn't see Bubba Ray standing at the corner. Bubba Ray furious at the guys in the ring ruining his match so he goes to charge towards Ambrose but Ambrose ducks purely out of instincts; Bubba Ray misses Ambrose and crashes onto the table at the corner!
Piper: That was pretty smart by Dean Ambrose!
JR: It sure was Roddy! There's a reason why Dean Ambrose has a good chance at winning the Rumble on Febuary 2nd!
Dean Ambrose looks behind him and sees that Bubba Ray has been laid out on the table. He chuckles to himself and shrugs as he leaves the ring and walks to the back, his work is done with Rollins and Reigns. The Shield looks up from the ropes as Ambrose is smiling at them both, giving them both middle fingers then turns to walk to the locker room.
Andy Levine: You guys don't know me.... hell you don't know me . I am Silent Rage Andy Levine, and I am looking to make a huge impact here in the UWF. The old guard here in this company it dosen't matter anymore. These people who think they belong here don't understand what I did to get here. See people I had to go through a competition. I have to prove that I was tough enough, and this belt I have over my shoulder showed that I am tough enough, and showed that I have what it takes to be in the UWF, and not only that professional wrestling.. So if anyone wants to step up and take me on... bring it on because I am going to show you, and prove you wrong at the end of the day.
Andy is walking off when all of a sudden Undertaker comes out and he attacks him. The fans are cheering as Taker goes and he starts to beat him up Taker stop, and Undertaker goes and he begins to speak
Undertaker: What ya say boy about the old guard huh? You said we don't belong here anymore? That we are nothing more then jokes huh? You think your some hot new thing don't you kid. You won some stupid reality competition and that your better then everyone else? Boy you don't know what yard you're stepping into. This business it ain't meant for boys like you. Weak individuals who carry a fake belt around, acting like it means something. Why don't you take that little belt and bring it back to Toys R us where you bought it. Boys like you don't belong in this business.
Taker goes and he kicks him in the head knocking him out. Taker goes and he is walking away
Undertaker is walking away when all of a sudden Josh Matthews comes up to him
Josh Matthews: Undertaker, hey Undertaker
Undertaker turns around with great displeasure and he goes as he talks
Undertaker: What in the hell do you want?
Josh Matthews: I just want to know why did you do that? Why did you attack such a bright young star in the UWF? I mean what did he say that was all bad.
Undertaker goes and he looks on at the stupid question just asked and he answers violently
Undertaker: Josh you have been doing this for how long? You have been getting interviews from us for how long? You come at me with such an asenine question. Let me tell you something Josh that little boy over there he ain't ready for these big leagues. He ain't ready to take a foot into my yard. All that man is ready for is the local bingo hall down the road. That is what he is ready for. You may look at him as a bright star, but I look at him as another guy who needs to learn what respect is all about, and learn who made the industry.Hell talking about the old guard, talking about how us geezers don't belong. Let me ask you Josh would you like a younger interviewer coming in here telling you that you don't belong? Tell me Josh would you like that?
Josh Matthews is hesitating a bit, and Undertaker speaks
Undertaker: Shit boy answer the question.
Josh Matthews: N..N..No I woul...wouldn;t
Undertaker: You're just like everyone here... hesitant. Hesitant in wanting to answer everything. Hesitant in wanting to do anything. There is difference between people like you, and people like me. I get the job done. I make people realize why I am such a big deal here. I am the reason why most people have food on there tables to feed to there damn family. I am the reason why the company is able to make stars in this company. Cause I make people famous Josh. I make people realize what it is an honor to face me in my yard that I have built. That right there is what makes me who I am, now Todd I am done dicking around with you I got to show our "Global Champion" Eddie Guerrero why I built this yard, and teach this boy some respect once and for all.
Undertaker walks away as Josh is left there stunned.
Undertaker comes out with his trademark motorcycle as the fans give a mix reaction with him coming out as the American badass, Undertaker enters the ring
Eddie Guerrero comes out with the Global Championship as he looks on at Undertaker as the fans boo like crazy for him. Eddie goes and he enters the ring as the ring bells
Ding...Ding...Ding
Roddy Piper: Aww man this is going to be an epic bout.
JR: Oh yeah. Battle of the egos right here.
The ref checks on the two men as Undertaker stands on one side staring across the ring at his opponent, Eddie Guerrero. The men then hear the sound of the bell to signify the beginning of the match. They both close in on eachother but Eddie being the faster man, avoided the tie up and delivered a kick to Taker's left knee which sends him kneeling down. He follows up with a few strong blows to the side of the head but Taker isn't down yet. He then turns around and bounces off the ropes to gather up some speed, but he comes back to a clothesline from the Undertaker. Eddie quickly gets back to his feet only to turn around to a big boot from the Dead Man. Taker follows that up with a standing leg drop which causes Eddie to rethink his plans and roll out of the ring. However, Undertaker gives him no breathing room by following him to the outside of the ring. As Taker closes in on Eddie, he gets a kick to the gut and a snap DDT on the floor. Although ignoring the refs count, he takes a moment to gloat as Undertaker starts to get back to his feet. Eddie grabs Taker by the hair and sends his head crashing into the ring post. Eddie repeats this two more times before forcing Taker back into the ring.
Roddy Piper: He brought Taker to the outside and that's where Eddie went on the offense.
JR: His head sure did hit that ring post hard! That's not plastic folks. That's steel!
Roddy Piper: He's the dead man, he'll bounce back.
Eddie circles the Undertaker as he slowly makes his way back to his feet. Eddie then Irish Whips Taker to the ropes and he comes back to a scoop powerslam. He shows off to the fans as Taker lies there in pain. But, Taker seems to be getting up in a faster pace than usual, but as he stands up, Eddie kills his momentum with a drop kick sending Taker right back down to the mat. He doesn't give Taker any time to stand back up as he starts to viciously stomp on the rib cage of The Undertaker. Guerrero brings Taker back up to his feet and kicks him in the gut and follow up with a perfect neckbreaker. Eddie holds his arm up to respond to the negativity from the crowd. He then focuses right back on the attack by wrapping his arms around Taker's waist and flips him high above in the air with a Bridging German Suplex which allows him to stay in the position for the pinfall. The ref goes for the count.
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Undertaker manages to get the shoulder up right as the referee was bringing his hand down for the third count. Eddie gets a look of disgust across his face as he stands up and stares down at the Undertaker who is still getting back to his feet at a decent pace. He turns around and runs at the ropes to gather enough momentum. As he bounces back, Taker catches him in a tilt a whirl back breaker for a desperate attempt at gaining control. Eddie tries to get up but as he slowly gets to his feet, Undertaker unleashes a fury of punches into the midsection which sends Eddie holding his gut and backing up into the corner. Taker then makes a good distance between the two and runs full force with a corner clothesline causing Eddie to fall forward onto his face. Undertaker follows up with a quick elbow drop to the center of his spine. He then brings Eddie back to his feet just to send him back down to the mat with a scoop powerslam. He goes for the pin.
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Eddie kicks out at two! Undertaker looks to be getting angry. He climbs up to the very top turnbuckle and jumps off high into the air with a diving clothesline to take Eddie Guerrero right back down to the mat with brute impact behind the move.
Roddy Piper: Taker copying his baby brother with that move.
Undertaker goes, and he moves the armpad up, and he looks to measure Eddie getting up. Eddie is stirring up when Undertaker goes, and he catches him with his big ole hand going for the chokeslam, but Eddie kicks the gut of the Undertaker, and he hits swift DDT taking him down. Eddie though wastes no time as he picks up Undertaker, and he begins viciously beating the face of the Undertaker with straight hard rights. Taker keeps getting hit with those, and is soon backed up into the turnbuckle where Eddie charges at him, but as it looks like Eddie connects Taker catches him and charges Eddie into the turnbuckle. Taker begins to use his educated hands hitting the body, and the head of Guerrero in the turnbuckle, before hitting a shoulder right into the face. Eddie is down as Taker goes and he puts Eddie right between his legs and raises his hands up.
Jim Ross: I think Eddie might be going for his last ride.
Undertaker goes, and he tries and he lifts Eddie up as he is trying to go for the last ride, but Eddie goes and he pokes the eyes of the Undertaker, the fans boo as Eddie hits a spinning DDT onto Undertaker. The fans boo as Eddie quickly goes to the top turnbuckle, Eddie goes to the top turnbuckle and hits the frogsplash onto Undertaker. Eddie goes for the cover.
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Justin Roberts: Here is your winner the Global Champion Eddie Guerrero
Following the match, Eddie returns to his feet and begins circling the downed Deadman, periodically delivering a stomp to his body as he does. As the circling picks up in speed, the stomps are delivered more closely together, and the impact intensifies, suddenly Chavo comes running down the ramp as he throws Eddie a steel chair. Eddie catches it but, just as he does, The Undertaker sits up in trademark fashion as the crowd goes nuts. This irks Eddie as he brings the chair crashing down on the skull of the Deadman. As Taker is reeling from that, Eddie turns the chair in his hands and swings the chair like a baseball bat, swatting Undertaker to the mat. Eddie turns the chair upside down and walks over to Undertaker's head, aiming the top of the chair at his neck as he drives it into the throat of the Deadman repeatedly, scarcely giving the man a chance to breathe. After six hits, Eddie moves upward and drives the chair into the bridge of The Undertaker's nose a few times before throwing the chair as the Deadman sits up with blood running down his face.
Eddie turns to the ringside official and motions for a microphone a
nd he is soon granted one as he drills Undertaker in the forehead with it to knock him on his back and stands over him.
Eddie Guerrero: What happened, ese'? I thought you were going to beat some respect out of me, vato, I thought you were going to reclaim your yard! Well you certainly aren't looking like the rule of the roost right now. If you are, you're the most pathetic looking alpha male that I've ever seen. Here...
Eddie grabs Undertaker's bandanna off of his head just to crumple it up and throw it right back into his face.
Clean yourself up, you look pathetic.
Eddie now stands straight up, directing his attention to the stage.
Kane, I know you're back there right now, ese', I can smell the sulfur! Is this not enough for you to come out here and try and put your hands on me again? Do I need to hurt him worse?
Eddie grabs Undertaker by the legs and drags him to the center of the ring, turning him over and applying the cloverleaf while kneeling on Undertaker's back known as the Lasso From El Paso. As Undertaker writhes in the hold...
Eddie looks to the stage where the pyro explodes as Kane makes a beeline for the ring, sliding into it and going right after Eddie who breaks the hold and sidesteps Kane. Eddie grabs the chair that he threw down earlier and hits Kane in the upper back with it, knocking him down but Kane catches himself with his arms. Eddie swings again but the lights go out, sending the crowd into a cheering frenzy. When the lights come back up, Eddie is left alone in the ring, something that makes him furious.
Kane! Kaaaaaaaane! You can run and hide all you like to know, guero, but come the Royal Rumble, you're not going to have either option! The fate that befell your older brother will befall you, and it will befall you tenfold, blanco, this I promise you. This Global Championship isn't going anywhere, Kane, IT'S STAYING WITH ME!
Eddie is visibly shaking as suddenly he feels someone tap him on the shoulder. Reacting on impulse, Eddie turns around and clobbers them with the steel chair, then looks overcome with remorse as he sees who the victim is.
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: I can't believe what I'm seeing, J.R., Eddie just whacked his own nephew.
Jim Ross: It was an accident, Roddy, can't you see the remorse on the man's face?
"Rowdy" Roddy Piper: You sure about that?
Eddie's look of remorse gradually becomes a smile as he is soon grinning from ear-to-ear. Eddie stands up from where he was crouching over his nephew and starts to laugh hysterically. Eddie throws down the chair onto Chavo and goes to exit the ring, stopping to look at Chavo again as he laughs harder before turning away, stepping through the ropes, and dropping to the floor. As Eddie makes his way to the back, Raw heads elsewhere.
Damien Sandow:
My name is Damien Sandow; of course I’m sure many of you already know me. And by knowing me you recognize that when I speak I tend to begin with the phrase “Allow me to beg your indulgence for one moment”. Now it’s often been asked why I choose to begin in this manner, it’s simply because I do not want my message to be misconstrued. Many believe I speak down to all of you, that I treat you like second-class peons. But that is not what I do, which is why I not only ask for your attention I beg you good people for the precious thing no one can gain back and that is your time. I also beg not simply for your attention, but your indulgence for what I seek to give you all is not some scheme or a rant of how great I believe myself to be. Indulgence means your patient attention, and by definition is something granted as a favor or a privilege. While I may at times come off as angry, I am here to tell you all that I am not angry at you…you know not what you do. You have lived your lives in ignorance and as a result know of nothing better, but I am here to show you that better world.
Sandow takes a deep breath and smiles
Tonight, I am in a bout against your and my Worlds Heavyweight Champion. I believe this man to not be a rightful champion, I believe I deserve that esteemed privilege he takes for granted, but as such I shall not simply state that. I shall not simply say I deserve to be champion and cry to anyone who will hear about it, no unlike most of the roster I shall go out there and prove my point. I shall prove why I deserve to be your Worlds Heavyweight Champion, and I shall do so not for my own self-indulgence but for you all. Everything that I do, I do for you…my people…I look upon your fragile minds and see you as my children. And just like you feel for your own children, you only wish better for them, you hope they get a better education, that they become better people than you could with your own restraints and you do so by eliminating those restraints on them. Well, my children I am here…and I forgive you all for misjudging my intent, I am here to get you better educated…I am here to make you better people than you ever were…and I am here…to save you all.
Damien frowns as if disappointed others don't do the same.
Mr. Michaels, he does not wish this. He only wishes for attention, for admiration, and for accolades. He wishes for his name etched on gold, while I simply ask you to remember my name when you have enlightened yourselves. I am here to help you, and this false idol is here to dance around and rub it in your face that he believes himself to be above you. But with my help, you will no longer be a faceless crowd, with my help you will all take a stand and with my reign approaching you all will grab your proverbial championship and hold it up with me…For once you are saved you shall become as Damien Sandow envisioned you…so tonight I do not ask you to stop being selfish, I do not ask you to pay attention to me or get out…Tonight, like every other night, I Damien Sandow…simply beg you for your indulgence…Thank you…And You’re Welcome.
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Non-Title Match! Introducing first...
Justin Roberts: From Palo Alto, California. Weighing in tonight at 243 lbs. He is the Self-Proclaimed Intellectual Savior of the Masses, Damien Sandow!
Justin Roberts: And his opponent, from San Antonio Texas, he is the current and reigning UWF World Heavyweight Champion: Shawn Michaels!
JR: Tonight the number one contender Tyson Kidd's streak was snapped by a Killswitch, will the Worlds Heavyweight Champion be able to get himself some momentum heading into the Royal Rumble.
Vs.
Ding Ding Ding!
The bell rings and the main event of Raw is officially started. Shawn and Damien circle each other looking for a weakness in the other man to take advantage of here in the early going. Sandow is looking for a victory hoping to enlighten the sold out crowd while Michaels is looking to pick up a big win heading into the Royal Rumble. The two lock up in an elbow to collar tie up and the crowd is disheartened to see it is Sandow who gains the upperhand by throwing the World Champion into a headlock. Sandow has it locked in but clearly not well enough as Michaels is able to fight out of it and able to grab Sandow’s arm and wrench it behind him. Sandow uses his knowledge and ring presence to grab hold of the nearest ring ropes forcing the official calling this match up to break it up.
JR: Damien Sandow showing great presence of mind to know where he is in the ring and get his hand onto the ropes before the Worlds Champion could apply deadly leverage there.
Sandow turns towards his opponent and Shawn lashes out with a knife edge chop that catches Sandow right in the chest. The Intellectual Savior grabs his chest in pain as the crowd let out a loud woo! Sandow begins screaming at Michaels as he calls a time out and heads to the corner. HBK amuses Sandow as he collects himself in the corner before turning back to Michaels. “Let us go again!” Sandow shouts as he calls for a second tie up.
Piper: This is what I don’t get about Shawn Michaels, one minute he is a huge dick, the next moment he lets his opponent catch his breath. How do the people continue to cheer for him?
JR: He’s the Worlds Heavyweight Champion Hot Rod. I’m sure that is reason enough.
Sandow and Michaels tie up for a second time, and much like the first time Sandow is able to put Michaels into a headlock. The crowd boo as Sandow tries to add pressure, but Michaels has been in so many headlocks and he has the leverage shoving Sandow into the ropes. Sandow comes right back at Michaels and Michaels drops him to the mat with a shoulder block! The crowd pop as Sandow shoots to his feet in rage. “How dare y…” Sandow is cut off by a slap across the face from the World Champion. The crowd chuckles as Sandow turns his back to HBK holding his cheek in shock. An opening Michaels takes full advantage of by grabbing Sandow and rolling him up on the mat.
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Sandow kicks out and upon doing so immediately slides out of the ring to catch his collective breath.
JR: For someone who claims to be the most intellectual being alive, he sure doesn’t look too smart here in the early going against the Worlds Champion.
Piper: How dare you question our Savior JR! He is merely taken aback by the fact Shawn Michaels is a prick!
Sandow appears to be arguing with himself on the outside as he tries to collect himself, perhaps he is mad at himself for falling so hard so fast here in the early going. His ego is about to get shattered again as he turns back to the ring where the Heartbreak Kid is running towards him in the ring. The crowd lets off loud cheers as Michaels goes sailing through the second ropes and comes down on top of Sandow like a ton of bricks. Both men hit the floor and it looks like a train wreck at ring side.
JR: My goodness that is a 50+ year old man sailing through the air putting his body on the line.
Piper: No! No! No! I can’t believe that old prick has the ability to even leap that high anymore.
Shawn shakes off the move quickly and gets to his feet, fixing his tights as he does before grabbing Sandow and tossing him back into the ring. Michaels slides in after Sandow who gets up and takes refuge in the corner, exactly where the World Champion wanted him to go. Shawn is on top of Sandow and drives a big right hand into Damien’s fist opening up Sandow’s chest so HBK can slap a knife edge chop right into Sandow’s chest. Michaels isn’t finished either as he slaps Sandow with a second and a third knife edge chop. The crowd loves it as HBK pulls Sandow out of the corner and sends him whipping off the ropes but Sandow manages to counter and it is HBK who goes sailing into the ropes. Michaels comes back and Sandow looks to take off the Champions head with a clothesline but Michaels ducks. Sandow turns around and HBK is again one step ahead of Sandow and brings him crashing to the mat with a crossbody. Shawn gets up and begins yelling for Sandow to get to his feet!
JR: The World Champion told me earlier today that he comes out here every night with a massive chip on his shoulder and that chip is to be the very best in this business. He has an opportunity to prove it here tonight.
Sandow does get to his feet and HBK is on top of him immediately nailing him with a reverse atomic drop. Sandow is in trouble now as he holds himself and HBK connects with a right hand. Sandow goes down to mat before shooting back up only for HBK to lift him up and scoop slam him to the mat. The crowd explode as they all know what is going to come next. HBK begins to head to the top rope.
Piper: Oh no! Not this move, everyone complains about Cena, well Michaels has even less moves!
HBK gets up to the top rope and is surprised to see Damien Sandow coming right at him. Sandow grabs Michaels foot and tugs. HBK loses his balance and goes crashing to the mat where his knees connect hard with the mat. Sandow catches his breath but sees Shawn holding his right knee in pain and immediately begins to look like a shark who has just smelled blood.
Piper: Finally of course it was Sandow who was finally smart enough to stop that awful move from occurring. A Blind man could have seen that one coming.
Sandow literally jumps onto Shawn’s leg and begins hammering down on it with big huge right hands wanting to damage the knee even further. Sandow appears to go red as the official is forced to literally pull him off of Michaels. Sandow is pulled into the corner and he throws up his arms surrendering, apparently he has finally collected himself. Upon doing so the first thing Sandow does is step on Shawn’s knee with a viciousness reserved for only his greatest opponents. Sandow isn’t done there however as he quickly slides outside the ring and grabs Michaels foot, before slamming Michael’s knee right into the steel ring post much to the chagrin of the crowd.
JR: Sandow is so calculating, so devious, that even a simple mistake can cost his opponents the match. That knee of Shawn Michaels that has caused him issues in the past few months is now the target of Sandow’s anger.
Sandow slides back into the ring not wishing to be counted out. He immediately picks up where he left off by dragging Shawn by his feet to the center of the ring. Once their he lifts up Shawn’s leg and drives his elbow into Shawn’s knee this time. HBK shouts in pain which is music to the man of such fine tastes. Sandow grabs Michaels leg not willing to finish until Michaels is crippled. He takes a bow before wrapping himself around Shawn’s leg and going to the ground locking in the figure four! The crowd would normally woo here, but they are instead going boo!
JR: And Damien Sandow taking a bow, does he truly believe he has the World Heavyweight Champion here?
Piper: Come on JR, he’s wrestling a 50 year old with a history of knee and back problems, Michaels doesn’t stop here he’s going to need to go to the Old People’s home!
Sandow has the hold locked in and seems to be enjoying every moment of the pain he is forcing the World Champion to endure. The official checks on Michaels to ask him if he gives up and as he does Sandow is smart enough to grab the ropes and use them to add leverage to the hold. Shawn screams out surprising the official who immediately looks and sees Sandow holding the ropes for extra leverage. Immediately the official begins to call for a break to the hold as Sandow was doing it illegally. Sandow doesn’t like this one bit as he lets go but gets into the officials face.
JR: Obviously Damien Sandow isn’t that smart as he was caught red handed there cheating, he’s lucky he wasn’t disqualified Hot Rod.
Piper: Oh please JR, Sandow was just going a little old school there, nothing wrong with that.
Sandow turns as HBK is getting to his feet and Sandow shoots HBK off the ropes, but HBK counters and sends Sandow off of them, HBK attempts a clothesline but Sandow ducks it and catches himself on the opposite ring ropes. HBK attempts to charge but his knee makes him stumble. This gives Sandow the perfect opportunity to grab him and connect with the Royal Arch. A move very similar to the Edgecution. Sandow wastes no time going for the cover.
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HBK gets a shoulder up.
Piper: oh man was that close, I thought my boy had just continued his streak by defeating the World Champion there.
JR: Shawn Michaels will be damned if he goes down like that Hot Rod. Sandow is going to have to kill HBK in order to get him to stay down here tonight.
If Sandow was upset at the count he doesn’t show it as he gets to his feet and steps on Shawn’s knee once again. Sandow then pulls HBK back to his feet and drives a big elbow into HBK’s head. The blow sends HBK into the corner, and Sandow can be seen taking down his elbow pad and exposing his elbow. With Michaels trapped in the corner Sandow unloads several unprotected elbow shots right into the head of Shawn Michaels! The crowd boo as once again Sandow has fallen into madness and the official is forced to pull Sandow off of the Heartbreak Kid.
Piper: This Damien Sandow is mean JR, he’s not afraid to use any body part to do deadly damage to, Shawn won’t quit unless he dies, fine! Sandow will kill him.
Shawn has turned his back on Sandow as he holds his head in the corner of the ring. Sandow isn’t going to let this stand as Michaels turns and takes a few steps to do battle, but Sandow goes low and literally sweeps the legs right out from under the heartbreak kid. Michaels lands funny on the mat but Sandow doesn’t care. Sandow waits for Shawn to get to his feet and he does, Sandow throws Michaels into a full nelson, he is looking for the You’re Welcome. But Shawn isn’t done fighting yet, somehow he manages to pull himself close enough to the corner so he use it as leverage to push Sandow off of his feet. It works and Michaels lands on top of Sandow in a pinning predicament. The crowd explode as Shawn has the opportunity to steal a win.
1…
2…
3. NO!
Sandow gets the shoulder up!
JR: You were saying Hot Rod! HBK almost won the match their with some genius of his own.
Piper: Key word JR, almost!
HBK gets to his feet first and takes a moment to collect himself in the corner of the ring. Sandow gets to a knee and then to his feet before he heads determined towards the World Champion. Michaels is ready for him however as outta nowhere Shawn connects with some Sweet Chin Music on Damien Sandow and the place explodes into crazy cheers. Unfortunately however while there are cheers in the air Sandow is smart enough to roll out of the ring and out of harm’s way frustrating the World Champion!
JR: Ahh Dammit! What horrible luck?!
Piper: There is no such thing as luck when it comes to Damien Sandow, JR! He is simply brilliant.
JR: Hey now WAIT A MINUTE!
HBK is paying attention to Damien Sandow who is outside of the ring and he doesn’t see the number one contender to the Worlds Heavyweight Championship slide into the ring. Tyson Kidd is right behind the World Champion and ready to leap. Shawn turns as Kidd calls for him and as he does he is created by Kidd’s version of Sweet Chin Music which knocks Shawn to the mat hard. The crowd begin to boo loudly as the official immediately calls for the bell and the end of the match.
Here is your Winner as a result of a Disqualification: The World Heavyweight Champion Shawn Michaels!
Kidd isn’t done however as he immediately hops on top of Michaels and begins delivering right and left hands, trying to hurt Michaels as badly as possible just a little over a week away from their showdown.
JR: Oh come on! Son of a bitch! I used to love Tyson Kidd I used to think of him as the next great superstar in UWF, but this is not the way to do it. Damn him!
Piper: First Damien Sandow now Tyson Kidd, this is not the night for the World Champion.
Kidd is tearing away at Michaels now standing over him and driving a diving knee into HBK’s face. Kidd isn’t done there however as he heads to Shawn’s legs and smiles before picking them up. Kidd is going to lock in the Sharpshooter! Kidd has his leg wrapped and all he needs to do is flip HBK over when…
The music of the COO hits the PA system and out from the back comes Triple H in his suit looking to make the save for his friend Shawn. Kidd sees him coming and as Hunter hops into the ring Kidd exits as quickly as possible. He wants nothing to do with the Game here tonight. Kidd begins walking away from the ring to boos from the crowd as Hunter shakes his head pissed.
Piper: What the hell is this? HHH is the special guest referee for the World Title match at the Royal Rumble and here he is clearly showing favoritism!
JR: Oh knock it off Hot Rod. Triple H isn’t the special guest referee tonight, he’s Shawn Michaels friend. And he’s allowed to be dammit.
Piper: Kidd is right JR! No way will Hunter be able to call it right down the middle this Sunday.
“I see how it is Hunter! You are not going to screw me at the Rumble! You hear me!” Kidd can be heard shouting at Hunter, but HHH is paying attention only to his friend on the mat and making sure he is ok. This is what we witness as UWF Raw goes off the air.
End of Show
Credits:
Promos: The TTers
Triple Threat: Dresdon
Kidd/Christian: Chase
Guerrero/Taker: Schmidty
Everything else: SBS
