WWE ~ Where It All Begins Again ~ RAW 4/19/04 ~

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MONDAY NIGHT RAW
Monday April 5th, 2004
Toyota Center
Houston, TX


Episode #567

As the anticipation for their clash this Sunday hangs thick in the air, Chris Benoit, the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, steps into the ring, the championship belt proudly slung over his shoulder. He begins to speak, his words resonating with the weight of impending battle, emphasizing the gravity of his upcoming defense against Triple H. Yet, before he can fully delve into his thoughts, the familiar strains of Triple H's entrance music echo throughout the arena, instantly igniting the crowd into a frenzy of excitement.

The Game emerges, his gaze fixed firmly on Benoit, a determined expression etched upon his features as he strides confidently towards the ring, microphone in hand. With each step, he exudes an aura of authority, a reminder of his status as a seasoned veteran and a formidable opponent. As he enters the ring, the energy in the arena crackles with electricity, the anticipation for what is to come palpable. Triple H wastes no time in asserting his presence, seizing the moment to interject himself into the conversation. His words carry the weight of a man who knows the magnitude of the occasion, emphasizing that their impending clash transcends mere championship gold. For The Game, this is about asserting dominance, about proving once and for all that Wrestlemania XX was a fluke and that he, himself reigns supreme in the tumultuous world of professional wrestling. As the tension between Benoit and Triple H simmers in the ring, the atmosphere is suddenly pierced by the thunderous entrance music of Brock Lesnar. Lesnar storms onto the scene, as the Backlash graphic of his impending SUBMISSION match against Kurt Angle airs. His presence commands attention as he strides purposefully towards the ring, a look of determination etched onto his imposing features.

With a microphone in hand, Lesnar wastes no time in inserting himself into the conversation, his words cutting through the air with the force of a freight train. He asserts that regardless of who emerges victorious in the upcoming title bout, they are merely placeholders for when he inevitably claims his rightful position at the top of the mountain.

Lesnar's declaration reverberates throughout the arena, sending shockwaves through the crowd and leaving no doubt as to his intentions. He boldly proclaims that after he destroys Kurt Angle and forces him to tap out, his sights will be set firmly on the World Heavyweight Championship. With unwavering confidence, Lesnar vows to leave a path of destruction in his wake until he stands tall as the undisputed champion of the world.

As Brock Lesnar's declaration reverberates through the arena, the mood shifts once again with the abrupt arrival of Kurt Angle's entrance music. The Olympic gold medalist storms onto the stage, his intensity matching that of Lesnar's as he makes his way to the ring, a determined glint in his eyes.
Grabbing a microphone, Angle wastes no time in firing back at Lesnar's bold claims, his voice dripping with defiance as he asserts his own dominance. He reminds Lesnar that he is not to be underestimated, proclaiming that he will emerge victorious at Backlash and make Lesnar tap out. But Angle doesn't stop there. With unwavering confidence, he turns his attention to the World Heavyweight Championship scene, making it clear that once he dispatches Lesnar, he will set his sights on the title. Triple H and Benoit, he warns, should be worried about him, as he poses a threat that they cannot afford to ignore.

The titantron flickers to life, revealing the authoritative figure of General Manager Eric Bischoff, his presence commanding attention as he addresses the electrified crowd.

"With all this talk of dominance and championship aspirations," Bischoff's voice booms throughout the arena, "it's time to see who truly reigns supreme in this ring." The crowd buzzes with anticipation as Bischoff lays down the law, announcing a colossal main event for tonight's Raw. "In the spirit of competition," he declares, "we'll witness a clash of titans as Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit team up to take on the formidable duo of Triple H and Brock Lesnar!" The announcement sends shockwaves through the audience, igniting a deafening roar of excitement.

As General Manager Eric Bischoff exits the scene, leaving the ring to the four competitors, the tension crackles like electricity in the air. Without hesitation, Triple H and Brock Lesnar launch themselves at Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit, the ring instantly devolving into chaos. Fists fly and bodies collide as the four competitors engage in a ferocious brawl, each man determined to assert his dominance. Angle and Benoit, fight with a unity and precision that leaves their opponents reeling. With calculated strikes and seamless teamwork, they gain the upper hand, systematically wearing down Triple H and Lesnar. The arena reverberates with the sound of the crowd's excitement as Angle and Benoit clear the ring of their adversaries, sending a powerful message to the entire locker room. Standing tall amidst the chaos, they stare down at their fallen opponents, Benoit raises his championship high in the air as Angle is shown staring at the title. Scene is set for possibly the BIGGEST TAG TEAM MATCH in the history of Monday Night Raw.

As the dust settles from the explosive in-ring altercation, the backstage area becomes the focal point of attention. The camera pans to reveal Big Show and A-Train, two imposing figures, standing side by side with a shared sense of determination etched on their faces.

Big Show steps forward, his booming voice echoing through the corridors of the arena. "You know, A-Train and I have been watching what's been happening in the ring," he begins, his tone brimming with intensity. "And we've had enough of sitting on the sidelines."

A-Train nods in agreement, his expression mirroring that of his partner as he adds, "That's right. We're done waiting for opportunities to come to us. From now on, we're taking matters into our own hands."

With a sense of purpose, Big Show and A-Train make a bold declaration: they are forming a tag team, and they are ready to unleash havoc on anyone who dares to stand in their way. Their eyes gleam with anticipation as they vow to obliterate any team on the roster, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. However, there's a hint of frustration in their voices as they express their displeasure at not being included in the World Tag Team Championship match at Backlash. "But mark our words," Big Show asserts, his voice thunderous with conviction, "whoever walks out of Backlash with those titles better watch their backs, because we'll be coming for them."

Commercial Break

As the arena lights flicker back on, signaling the end of the commercial break, the focus shifts to the ring where Lance Storm stands, ready for singles action. The familiar strains of Christian's entrance music fill the arena, accompanied by the sultry presence of Trish Stratus. The duo makes their grand entrance, exuding confidence and arrogance as they strut down the ramp towards the ring Christian has a mic in hand and speaks.

"In his WWE debut, Styles will face the instant humiliation of stepping into the ring with a seasoned veteran like me," Christian declares, his voice laced with arrogance. "I'll show him that this is the big leagues, and he'll be lucky to even make it out of the ring in one piece."

Christian's proclamation draws a chorus of boos from the audience, but he remains undeterred, his confidence unwavering as he continues to disparage his opponent. "After I'm done with him," he sneers, "he'll be begging to go back to whatever gymnasium he crawled out of." With a smirk of satisfaction, Christian tosses the microphone to the ground, his message delivered loud and clear as he prepares for one on one action against Lance Storm.


Lance Storm vs. Christian

As the bell rings, Lance Storm and Christian circle each other in the ring, each assessing the other's stance and strategy. The tension is palpable as they lock up in a classic test of strength, jockeying for position in the center of the ring. The match begins with a series of technical exchanges, with both Storm and Christian showcasing their proficiency in mat wrestling. Storm gains the upper hand with a well-executed arm drag, followed by a quick cover attempt, but Christian kicks out at two. Christian regains momentum with a stiff clothesline, flooring Storm to the mat. He follows up with a flurry of strikes, targeting Storm's midsection with precision. The crowd rallies behind Christian as he asserts his dominance in the ring. Storm mounts a comeback, countering Christian's offense with a lightning-fast dropkick that catches his opponent off guard. He maintains control with a series of suplexes, wearing down Christian with each impactful maneuver. Christian manages to turn the tide once again, dodging a charging Storm and sending him crashing into the turnbuckle with a well-timed dropkick. Seizing the opportunity, Christian climbs to the top rope and delivers a devastating diving elbow drop, but Storm narrowly kicks out before the referee's three-count.

The pace of the match intensifies as both competitors exchange strikes in the center of the ring, each refusing to back down. Storm gains momentum with a flurry of strikes, but Christian counters with a spinebuster that sends Storm crashing to the canvas. Sensing victory within his grasp, Christian taunts Storm, signaling for his signature finisher. As Storm staggers to his feet, Christian springs into action, connecting with the Unprettier and driving Storm headfirst into the mat. With the impact of the Unprettier reverberating through the arena, Christian makes the cover, hooking Storm's leg for the pinfall. The referee counts to three, signaling the end of the match and awarding Christian the hard-fought victory.

Winner:

Christian

As Christian revels in his hard-fought victory over Lance Storm, the arena pulses with anticipation for what comes next. Suddenly, the arena erupts with the electrifying entrance of AJ Styles, his presence commanding attention as he makes his way to the ring, ready to confront his adversary. Christian's smug grin quickly fades as Styles enters the ring, their eyes locking in a tense staredown that speaks volumes. The crowd buzzes with excitement, sensing the impending showdown between these two formidable competitors.

Before either man can utter a word, Trish Stratus, ever the opportunist, seizes the moment to intervene. With a devilish grin, she produces a canister of spray from her pocket and unleashes it directly into Styles' face, temporarily blinding him and sending him staggering backward. As Styles recoils from the unexpected attack, Christian pounces, seizing the opportunity to deliver his devastating finishing maneuver, the Unprettier. With lightning speed, he gets Styles into position and drives him headfirst into the canvas, the impact echoing throughout the arena. The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos as Trish and Christian stand tall over their fallen opponent, their actions leaving no doubt as to their intentions. With Styles writhing in pain on the mat, Christian and Trish share a sinister smirk, reveling in the chaos they've caused. As officials rush to check on Styles' condition, Christian and Trish make a hasty exit from the ring, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

Commercial Break

As the arena lights flash back to life, signaling the end of the commercial break, the atmosphere crackles with anticipation for the upcoming women's tag team match. The audience erupts into cheers as Lita's iconic entrance music fills the arena, heralding the arrival of one of WWE's most beloved competitors.

Lita strides confidently down the ramp, her fiery spirit evident in every step as she prepares to team up with her partner, Victoria. Following suit, Victoria's entrance music blares through the speakers, adding an extra layer of intensity to the proceedings. With a determined look on her face, Victoria marches down the ramp, exuding confidence as she joins Lita in the ring, ready to take on whatever challenges await them.

But the anticipation doesn't stop there, as the arena is once again filled with the pulsating sounds of entrance music, this time heralding the arrival of Shaniqua. The imposing figure makes her way to the ring, her presence commanding attention as she prepares to team up with her partner, Molly Holly.

Completing the quartet, Molly Holly's entrance music echoes throughout the arena, signaling her arrival. With a steely glare, Molly joins Shaniqua in the ring, their collective focus squarely set on their opponents as they prepare to do battle.


TAG TEAM MATCH
Molly Holly & Shaniqua vs. Lita & Victoria

As the bell rings, signaling the start of the match, Lita and Molly Holly step into the ring for their respective teams. The two women circle each other cautiously before locking up in the center of the ring, vying for control. Lita gains the early advantage with a quick arm drag takedown, followed by a series of quick strikes that keep Molly on the defensive. Victoria eagerly awaits a tag, her hand outstretched as she watches her partner dominate the early exchanges.

Sensing an opportunity, Molly manages to reverse Lita's momentum, catching her off guard with a stiff kick to the midsection. She tags in Shaniqua, who enters the ring with a fierce determination, ready to assert her dominance. Shaniqua overwhelms Lita with her superior strength, tossing her around the ring with ease. Lita struggles to mount a comeback as Shaniqua maintains control, showcasing her power with each devastating maneuver. With Lita trapped in the corner, Shaniqua charges forward for a big boot, but Lita manages to dodge at the last moment, causing Shaniqua to crash into the turnbuckle. Seizing the opportunity, Lita makes a desperate crawl towards her corner, tagging in Victoria to a thunderous ovation from the crowd.

Victoria enters the ring with a flurry of offense, taking the fight to both Shaniqua and Molly Holly with her unique blend of power and agility. She delivers a series of punishing strikes, wearing down her opponents with each impactful blow. Shaniqua attempts to regain control with a powerful clothesline, but Victoria ducks under the attack and counters with a spinebuster that sends Shaniqua crashing to the mat. With the momentum firmly in their favor, Lita and Victoria begin to assert their dominance in the ring. Sensing victory within their grasp, Lita and Victoria execute a flawless double-team maneuver, with Lita delivering her signature Twist of Fate followed by Victoria's devastating Widow's Peak to Molly Holly. The impact of the move leaves Molly incapacitated on the mat. With the crowd on their feet, Lita ascends to the top rope and delivers her patented moonsault, connecting perfectly with Molly Holly. Victoria makes the cover, hooking Molly's leg for the pinfall. The referee counts to three, signaling the end of the match and awarding the hard-fought victory to Lita and Victoria.

Winners:

Lita & Victoria

As the celebration ensues in the ring following Lita and Victoria's hard-fought victory, the focus shifts to Lita, whose gaze lingers on the Women's Championship as Victoria raises it high in the air.

Lita and Victoria have a staredown as Victoria raises the title to Lita and the pair shake hands. Lita turns her back to leave the ring…..Victoria seizes the opportunity to strike. With a sudden and vicious swing, Victoria delivers a brutal blow to the back of Lita's head, using the title as a weapon. The arena erupts into shocked gasps as Lita crumples to the mat, clutching her head in agony. The cheers turn to jeers as Victoria's true intentions become clear. With a sinister smirk on her face, she stands over Lita's fallen form, a look of cold determination in her eyes. Without hesitation, Victoria hoists Lita up and delivers her devastating finisher, the Widow's Peak, driving Lita's head into the canvas with bone-jarring force. The impact of the maneuver reverberates throughout the arena as Lita lies motionless on the mat, a stunned silence falling over the crowd. Victoria stands tall over her fallen former partner, a menacing presence as she surveys the aftermath of her betrayal.

Commercial Break

The broadcast returns from the commercial break, and the camera pans to Todd Grisham going after someone. Suddenly, Victoria strides into view, her demeanor oozing with confidence and defiance. She fixes Grisham with a steely gaze, unapologetic for her actions as she prepares to address the WWE Universe. Grisham wastes no time in getting to the heart of the matter, questioning Victoria about her ruthless attack on her former partner, Lita. Without hesitation, Victoria launches into her explanation, her voice dripping with disdain as she defends her actions.

"I did what I had to do to protect what's mine," Victoria declares, her tone leaving no room for argument. "That Women's Championship belongs around my waist, and I'll be damned if I let anyone stand in my way."

She goes on to explain her perspective, emphasizing that Lita hasn't earned her respect, only her contempt. "Lita thinks she can waltz back into the Women's Division and lay claim to the championship?" Victoria scoffs, shaking her head in disbelief. "Well, she's got another thing coming. All she's earned is an ass-beating, and she'll get exactly that this Sunday at Backlash."

As the interview with Victoria concludes, the anticipation for the upcoming hardcore match between Randy Orton and Mick Foley at Backlash reaches a fever pitch. The screen transitions to a three-minute video hype package, showcasing highlights of the intense rivalry between the two competitors and previewing the chaos that's sure to unfold in their hardcore showdown.

Against the backdrop of gritty footage, the video package delves into the history between Orton and Foley, highlighting their past encounters and the animosity that fuels their current conflict including Orton spitting in Foley's face, Wrestlemania XX pinning Foley and Foleys return last week on Raw.
Meanwhile, in the arena, the unmistakable sound of Mick Foley's entrance music fills the air, signaling the arrival of the Hardcore Legend himself. Foley makes his way to the ring, wheeling a wheelbarrow filled with an assortment of weapons, a sinister grin playing across his face as he prepares to address the crowd. With a microphone in hand, Foley launches into a promo, his gravelly voice resonating throughout the arena as he speaks of the upcoming hardcore match with Orton. He reflects on his storied career and his reputation for enduring pain, vowing to push Orton to his limits and leave everything in the ring come Backlash. He adds that Orton thought he retired the Hardcore Legend himself but he’s dead wrong, Foley wants to resurrect his career and can’t think of a better way to do that than by winning the Intercontinental Championship this Sunday at Backlash.

The haunting strains of Randy Orton's entrance music fill the arena, signaling the arrival of The Legend Killer himself. Orton emerges, his expression a mask of confidence and determination as he makes his way to the ring, his eyes fixed on Foley with a simmering intensity. With a microphone in hand, Orton wastes no time in launching into a scathing personal promo directed at Foley. He pulls no punches as he digs deep into Foley's past, mocking his hardcore reputation and questioning his relevance in the modern era of WWE. The crowd hangs on his every word, the tension between Orton and Foley palpable as they stand face to face in the ring. But Foley is not one to be silenced easily. With fire in his eyes, he retorts with a passionate rebuttal, defending his legacy and reminding Orton of the sacrifices he's made in the name of entertainment. Foley's words strike a chord with the audience, who rally behind the Hardcore Legend, their cheers echoing throughout the arena.

As tensions escalate between Randy Orton and Mick Foley, the verbal exchange quickly devolves into a physical confrontation. Orton, fueled by rage, lunges at Foley, but the Hardcore Legend is ready, meeting Orton head-on with a barrage of strikes. In a desperate attempt to gain the upper hand, Foley reaches for a nearby barbed wire bat, swinging it at Orton with deadly intent. But Orton, ever the opportunist, narrowly dodges the attack, narrowly avoiding a potentially devastating blow.

Seizing the opportunity, Orton capitalizes on Foley's momentary distraction, delivering a swift kick to the midsection followed by a thunderous DDT, driving Foley's head into the mat. The crowd roars with excitement as Orton gains the upper hand, his eyes glinting with a predatory gleam. Orton turns to the wheelbarrow of weapons Foley has, he digs inside and grabs a Barbed wire steel chair. Orton looks at it and then down at Foley and goes to wack him but Foley summons his resilience and grabs Orton by the nuts with Mr. Socko on. Foley lets go and lands multiple right hands. Foley has mr. socko on still and unleashes the Mandible Claw on Orton. Orton struggles against Foley's unrelenting grip, gasping for air as Mr. Socko's cotton mouthpiece threatens to cut off his oxygen supply. The arena erupts with cheers as Foley tightens his grip, the Hardcore Legend channeling all of his pent-up frustration and aggression into the submission hold. Despite his best efforts, Orton finds himself unable to break free from Foley's clutches. With each passing moment, his struggles grow weaker, his vision beginning to blur as the effects of the Mandible Claw take their toll. Orton rolls out of the ring as Foley yells at Orton. “Backlash, you’re mine you son of a bitch.”

Commercial Break

As the broadcast returns from the commercial break, the backstage area becomes the focal point once again. The camera zooms in on Triple H engaged in conversation with Brock Lesnar, the tension between them palpable as they discuss their upcoming team-up in the main event. Triple H's voice carries a note of confidence as he expresses his hopes for their match tonight, emphasizing his desire to see Lesnar crush Kurt Angle. He speaks of his own ambitions, expressing his anticipation for the moment when he will inevitably claim the World Title from Chris Benoit at Backlash. With a smirk of satisfaction, Triple H extends an offer to Lesnar, stating that he would be honored to face him in the ring once he secures the championship. Lesnar's response remains unreadable as the conversation comes to a close.

Evolution's music hits as the tandem of Batista and the Nature Boy Ric Flair make their way to the ring as Batista gets ready for singles action as a graphic airs hyping the Triple Threat Tag Team Match for this Sunday's Backlash event. The Hardy Boyz are shown on commentary introduced by JR and the King.

The entrance music of World's Greatest Tag Team hits, adding an extra layer of excitement to the proceedings. Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin make their way to the ring. Benjamin's sole focus is on Batista for this one on one match.

Batista vs. Shelton Benjamin

As the bell rings, the tension is palpable in the arena, signaling the start of what promises to be a hard-hitting encounter between Shelton Benjamin and Batista. Both men lock eyes, their expressions steely and determined, as they circle each other in the center of the ring. With a sudden burst of energy, Batista charges forward, aiming to overwhelm Benjamin with his sheer power. However, Benjamin showcases his agility, evading Batista's initial onslaught with a swift sidestep, demonstrating his ability to match the powerhouse with his speed. Benjamin wastes no time in launching a counterattack, delivering a series of lightning-quick strikes to Batista's legs, attempting to weaken the foundation of the imposing figure. But Batista, undeterred, retaliates with a thunderous forearm to Benjamin's chest, halting his momentum and asserting his dominance early in the match.
Undeterred by Batista's offensive onslaught, Benjamin quickly regroups, utilizing his quickness to stay one step ahead of the powerhouse. He peppers Batista with a flurry of strikes, targeting vulnerable areas in an attempt to wear down his larger opponent. However, Batista's immense strength comes to the fore as he effortlessly lifts Benjamin off the mat and slams him down with authority, showcasing his raw power to the awe of the audience. Benjamin grimaces in pain as he hits the canvas, feeling the full force of Batista's devastating scoop slam. Despite the punishment, Benjamin refuses to stay down, showing his resilience as he struggles to rise to his feet, his determination shining through even in the face of adversity.

As the match progresses, Batista maintains his relentless assault, focusing his attacks on Benjamin's midsection in an effort to exploit any weaknesses. The Animal's calculated approach pays dividends as he systematically wears down Benjamin, each strike landing with bone-jarring impact. However, Benjamin refuses to let his opponent dictate the pace of the match, summoning his inner resolve to fight back against the odds. With a burst of energy, he launches a flurry of strikes, catching Batista off guard and momentarily halting his momentum. Benjamin's speed and agility prove to be his greatest assets as he ducks under Batista's lumbering attacks, showcasing his ability to outmaneuver the powerhouse and keep him guessing with his unpredictable offense. Despite Benjamin's valiant efforts, Batista's dominance is on full display as he unleashes a devastating spinebuster, driving Benjamin into the canvas with authoritative force. The impact reverberates throughout the ring as Benjamin writhes in pain, feeling the effects of Batista's punishing maneuver. Sensing an opportunity to put an end to the match, Batista looks to capitalize on his advantage, hoisting Benjamin up for the Batista Bomb and preparing to deliver the finishing blow. However, Benjamin summons every last ounce of strength he has left, managing to wriggle free from Batista's grasp and land on his feet behind The Animal. With the match hanging in the balance, Benjamin seizes the moment, rolling Batista up from behind in a surprise pinfall attempt, catching The Animal off guard with his sudden reversal. The referee dives into position, counting the pinfall as the crowd holds its breath in anticipation. One! Two! The tension mounts as the referee's hand hovers just inches above the canvas. Three! The bell rings, signaling the end of the match as Benjamin emerges victorious.

Winner:

Shelton Benjamin

As Shelton Benjamin celebrates his hard-fought victory in the ring, he and Charlie Haas quickly retreat, leaving the defeated Batista seething with anger and disbelief in the center of the ring. Ric Flair rushes to his side, offering words of consolation and support to his distraught teammate, but Batista's frustration is palpable as he stares daggers at the retreating World's Greatest Tag Team. Meanwhile, from their vantage point on commentary, the Hardy Boyz exchange knowing looks as they watch the tense standoff unfold. Sensing an opportunity to assert their own dominance, World's Greatest Tag Team locked eyes with the Hardy Boyz from the stage area, a silent challenge passing between the two teams. The air crackles with tension as the Hardy Boyz rise from their seats, their expressions unreadable as they meet the intense gaze of Benjamin and Haas. It all goes down THIS SUNDAY AT BACKLASH!!!!

GRAPHIC: UP NEXT Chris Benoit & Kurt Angle vs. Brock Lesnar & Triple H

Commercial Break

The scene returns from commercial break, cutting to the backstage catering area where Torrie Wilson is seen chatting amicably with staff and WWE officials. The atmosphere is light and friendly, with everyone sharing laughs and enjoying the moment. Suddenly, the mood shifts dramatically as Trish Stratus charges into the scene, attacking Torrie from behind.

Trish Stratus: "You think you're so lucky, don't you, Torrie?"

Trish grabs Torrie by the hair and violently throws her into the nearby wall, causing a tray of food to crash to the floor. Torrie winces in pain, struggling to get her bearings as Trish continues her relentless assault. Grabbing a carton of milk from the catering table, Trish unceremoniously dumps it over Torrie's head, followed by a handful of food, smearing it all over her.

Trish Stratus: "You got a lucky win last week, Torrie! But luck won't save you at Backlash!"

Torrie, drenched in milk and covered in food, looks up at Trish with a mixture of anger and determination in her eyes. The catering staff and WWE officials stand in shock, unsure of how to intervene in the sudden chaos.

Trish Stratus: "I challenge you to a rematch at Backlash!

With that, Trish storms off, leaving Torrie struggling to compose herself amidst the wreckage. The camera zooms in on Torrie’s face, now set with a fierce determination, clearly accepting the challenge as the scene fades to black.


As the tension mounts in the arena, the focus shifts to the upcoming Backlash event, where WWE's top superstars will collide in a series of high-stakes matches. At the pinnacle of the card, the World Heavyweight Championship will be on the line as Chris Benoit defends his title against the formidable Triple H. Meanwhile, in a clash of generations, Randy Orton and Mick Foley will battle it out in a Hardcore Rules Match for the Intercontinental Championship. The stakes are raised even higher in a Submission Match, where Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle will go head-to-head to determine the #1 Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship. In the Women's Division, Victoria will defend her title against Lita, while the World Tag Team Championships will be up for grabs in a Triple Threat Tag Team Match featuring Batista & Ric Flair, The Hardy Boyz, and World's Greatest Tag Team. Adding to the excitement, AJ Styles will make his highly anticipated WWE debut against Christian in a match that promises to be a showcase of athleticism and skill. With each match on the card promising to deliver unforgettable moments and intense action, Backlash is set to be a must-see event for WWE fans around the world.

Suddenly, the lights dim, and the pulsating beat of Chris Benoit's entrance music fills the arena, signaling the arrival of the World Heavyweight Champion. The crowd erupts into cheers as Benoit emerges from behind the curtain, his championship glinting in the spotlight as he makes his way to the ring with a determined look in his eyes.

Following closely behind, Kurt Angle's entrance music blasts through the speakers, further igniting the crowd's excitement. Angle strides confidently down the ramp, his Olympic gold medals gleaming around his neck as he prepares to join forces with Benoit in their quest for victory.

As Benoit and Angle stand united in the ring, their eyes locked on their opponents, the atmosphere is charged with electricity. Just as the anticipation reaches its peak, the arena plunges into darkness, and the ominous sound of Triple H's entrance theme echoes throughout the venue. The atmosphere shifts as The Game makes his grand entrance. The crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and boos as Triple H confidently strides down the ramp, his gaze locked on his opponents in the ring.

Following closely behind, the relentless beat of Brock Lesnar's entrance music reverberates through the arena, signaling the arrival of The Beast Incarnate. The crowd's reaction is mixed with both awe and trepidation as Lesnar emerges, exuding an aura of raw power and dominance. As Triple H and Lesnar join forces in the ring, the tension is palpable, each competitor sizing up their opponents with a steely determination.


Tag Team Match
Brock Lesnar & Triple H vs. Chris Benoit & Kurt Angle


As the bell rings, the tension in the arena electrifies. Kurt Angle steps onto the apron, ready to support his partner Chris Benoit, while Triple H confidently steps forward for his team. The two men circle each other, each eyeing the other with intense focus. Triple H makes the first move, lunging forward with a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Angle, a master technician, quickly counters, twisting Triple H's arm into a wristlock. The Game grimaces in pain but manages to reverse the hold, applying pressure to Angle's wrist. Angle responds with a swift kick to Triple H's midsection, breaking free from the hold. He grabs Triple H's arm and whips him into the ropes, but Triple H reverses, sending Angle bouncing back. As Angle returns, Triple H attempts a clothesline, but Angle ducks under it and continues his momentum. He rebounds off the opposite ropes and comes charging back with a thunderous shoulder tackle, flooring Triple H to the mat. With Triple H down, Angle seizes the opportunity to tag in Chris Benoit. The Rabid Wolverine enters the ring, his intensity palpable as he zeroes in on Triple H. Benoit wastes no time, unleashing a flurry of stiff kicks and chops, targeting Triple H's chest and arms. The crowd erupts with cheers as Benoit gains the upper hand, backing Triple H into the corner. Benoit whips Triple H across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle and charges after him, but Triple H gets his boot up just in time, catching Benoit in the face. The impact staggers Benoit, allowing Triple H to capitalize with a series of punches and kicks of his own. With Benoit reeling, Triple H tags in Brock Lesnar, much to the dismay of the audience.

Brock Lesnar enters the ring like a wrecking ball, immediately overpowering Benoit with his sheer strength. He hoists Benoit up effortlessly and delivers a crushing vertical suplex, rattling the ring with the impact. Benoit writhes in pain on the mat as Lesnar towers over him, a menacing grin on his face. The Beast picks Benoit up and locks him in a bearhug, squeezing the life out of him. Benoit struggles to break free, his breaths coming in labored gasps. With the crowd rallying behind him, Benoit summons his fighting spirit and begins driving elbows into Lesnar's ribs. The former WWE Champion grimaces but maintains his grip, refusing to release Benoit. Sensing his partner's distress, Angle reaches out for the tag, but Lesnar drags Benoit away, keeping him isolated from his corner. Despite the odds stacked against him, Benoit refuses to stay down. With a surge of adrenaline, he manages to slip out of Lesnar's grasp and crawls desperately toward his corner. The audience roars with anticipation as Angle stretches out his hand, willing Benoit to make the tag. But just as Benoit inches closer, Lesnar grabs hold of his ankle, yanking him back into the center of the ring. As Lesnar prepares to deliver the finishing blow, Benoit counters with a sudden roll-up, catching him off guard. The referee dives into position for the count, but Lesnar powers out at the last second, narrowly avoiding defeat. Both men scramble to their feet, trading heavy blows in the center of the ring. The momentum swings back and forth, each competitor refusing to back down in the face of adversity.

With the match reaching its climax, chaos ensues inside the ring. Triple H tosses Angle into the ring post, leaving Benoit and Lesnar to duke it out alone inside the ring. Benoit gains the upper hand, staggering Lesnar with a barrage of chops and kicks. As he sets up for the Crippler Crossface, Triple H slides back into the ring, brandishing the World Heavyweight Championship belt. The referee warns Triple H to back off, but The Game ignores him, swinging the title belt at Benoit's head connecting squarely with Benoit's skull. The Rabid Wolverine collapses to the canvas, blood trickling down his forehead from the impact as the referee calls for the bell.

Winners by DQ:

Kurt Angle & Chris Benoit

Triple H grabs Benoit and hits him with the title ONCE MORE!!!! Lesnar focuses on Angle who is on the outside. Lesnar sets up an F-5 through the ANNOUNCE TABLE but Angle slides off and nails incredible right hands making Lesnar groggy. He brawls with Lesnar through the crowd. Meanwhile Triple H grabs Benoit and hits a pedigree in the middle of the ring on the World Heavyweight Championship. Triple H poses with the title over a fallen, bloody Benoit as Raw goes off the air. SEE YOU SUNDAY FOR BACKLASH!!!
 
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** THIS SUNDAY **

** Backlash 2004 **
April 11th, 2004
Edmonton, Alberta

** FINAL CARD **

World Heavyweight Championship
Chris Benoit (c) vs. Triple H

Intercontinental Championship
Hardcore Rules Match
Randy Orton (c) vs. Mick Foley

Submission Match
#1 Contender's Match for the World Heavyweight Championship
Brock Lesnar vs. Kurt Angle


Women's Championship

Victoria (c) vs. Lita

World Tag Team Championships
Triple Threat Tag Team Match
Batista & Ric Flair (c) vs. The Hardy Boyz vs. World's Greatest Tag Team

** AJ STYLES WWE DEBUT **
Christian vs. AJ Styles


Torrie Wilson vs. Trish Stratus

 

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Thursday Night Smackdown #243
04/8/04

“WWE Championship Tournament Continues”

Location: SBC Center - San Antonio, Texas



The segment begins with a video package from Smackdown episode #242 two weeks ago, showcasing Goldberg's intense promo where he calls out Stone Cold Steve Austin, setting the stage for an anticipated confrontation. The package continues to last week #243 when Stone Cold and Goldberg met face to face. Goldberg speared Austin after Stone Cold gave Shane McMahon a stunner. The camera then cuts to the arena's parking lot, where the sound of a roaring engine is heard. Stone Cold Steve Austin makes a dramatic entrance, arriving on his signature 4-wheeler, exuding determination and readiness for action. Wasting no time, Austin jumps off his 4-wheeler and heads straight for Goldberg's locker room. With a powerful kick, he breaks down the door, signaling the beginning of an epic encounter. Inside, Goldberg and Austin immediately engage in a fierce brawl, trading blows and grappling with each other. The intensity of their fight escalates as they move through various areas of the arena, including hallways, backstage sections, and even into the crowd, highlighting the chaos and animosity between the two wrestling giants. The situation takes a turn when Shane McMahon arrives with a security team, ordering them to break up the brawl. Despite Austin's resistance, the security personnel manage to separate the two combatants and begin escorting Austin out of the building. In a final act of provocation, Shane McMahon spits in Austin's face, adding insult to injury and igniting further fury in the Texas Rattlesnake. As Austin is led away, he glares back at Shane, vowing retribution and leaving the audience anticipating the next explosive encounter.

As the intense confrontation between Stone Cold Steve Austin and Goldberg reaches its peak, and Shane McMahon's shocking act of spitting in Austin's face leaves the arena in stunned silence, the camera fades out. The screen then transitions to the main stage, where the spotlight shines brightly, signaling the continuation of the night's exciting events. The energy in the arena shifts as the familiar entrance music of Edge begins to play. Edge, a fan favorite, makes his electrifying entrance, signaling the start of the next match in the semi-finals round of the WWE Championship tournament. The crowd erupts with cheers and anticipation, ready for the high-stakes competition that lies ahead. As Edge makes his way to the ring, the camera pans to the announcers, who hype up the importance of the upcoming match and the prestige of the WWE Championship. With the excitement building, the broadcast then cuts to a commercial break, promising the audience more thrilling action when they return.

Commercial Break

As we return from the commercial break, the camera zooms in on Edge, who is still in the ring, hyping up the crowd and preparing for his match. The atmosphere is electric, with fans eagerly awaiting the continuation of the semi-finals round of the WWE Championship tournament. Suddenly, the arena lights dim, and the powerful, unmistakable entrance theme of Bradshaw begins to play. The crowd's reaction is a mix of boos and anticipation as the titantron lights up with Bradshaw's imposing image. Emerging from the back, Bradshaw—dressed in his rugged Texan attire with a black cowboy hat and sleeveless vest—makes his way down the ramp, exuding confidence and determination.

Before Bradshaw reaches the ring, the screen cuts to a replay of his recent vicious attacks. The first clip shows Bradshaw ambushing his former tag team partner Farooq, blindsiding him with a series of brutal chair shots, and leaving him incapacitated. The replay then transitions to Bradshaw's assault on Rob Van Dam (RVD), highlighting the moment when Bradshaw attacked RVD last week after the tournament match. With the replays concluding, the camera returns to the live action. Bradshaw steps through the ropes and enters the ring, removing his hat and vest, his eyes locked on Edge. The tension between the two competitors is palpable, with both men understanding the stakes of this high-profile encounter. The announcers emphasize Bradshaw's newfound aggression and determination, making it clear that he is a formidable opponent for Edge. The referee checks with each competitor and signals for the bell to start the match, marking the beginning of another thrilling chapter in the tournament.


WWE Championship Tournament Semi-Finals
Edge vs. Bradshaw


The bell rings, signaling the start of a high-stakes match between Edge and Bradshaw. The two competitors circle each other warily before locking up in the center of the ring. Bradshaw, utilizing his size and strength advantage, forces Edge into the corner. The referee steps in to break it up, but Bradshaw delivers a hard right hand, stunning Edge. Bradshaw follows up with a series of clubbing blows to Edge's back, emphasizing his dominance early in the match. Edge, reeling from the initial onslaught, attempts to fight back with quick jabs and kicks, but Bradshaw cuts him off with a powerful shoulder block that sends Edge to the mat. Bradshaw pulls Edge to his feet and whips him into the ropes, attempting a big boot, but Edge ducks under and counters with a dropkick, staggering the big man. The crowd roars in support as Edge begins to mount some offense, targeting Bradshaw's legs with sharp kicks to cut him down to size. Bradshaw stumbles but manages to catch Edge off a rebound with a massive clothesline, nearly decapitating him. Bradshaw goes for an early cover, but Edge kicks out at two, showing his resilience. Frustrated, Bradshaw drags Edge to the corner and unleashes a barrage of heavy stomps, using the ropes for added leverage until the referee intervenes. Taking advantage of his dominance, Bradshaw lifts Edge into a vertical suplex, holding him in the air to showcase his strength before slamming him down. He follows up with a quick elbow drop and another pin attempt, but Edge again kicks out at two. Bradshaw, visibly irritated, locks Edge in a chin lock, applying pressure to wear down his opponent.

The crowd rallies behind Edge, clapping and cheering, willing him to fight back. Edge slowly rises to his feet, delivering a series of elbows to Bradshaw's midsection to break the hold. He then hits the ropes for momentum and takes Bradshaw down with a flying forearm. Both men are down, but Edge is first to his feet, feeding off the crowd's energy. Edge lands a series of right hands, backing Bradshaw into the ropes. He attempts an Irish whip, but Bradshaw reverses it, only for Edge to spring off the middle rope with a crossbody, taking Bradshaw down for a near fall. Edge quickly gets up and climbs the turnbuckle, signaling for a high-risk maneuver. He leaps off with a missile dropkick, connecting perfectly and sending Bradshaw sprawling. Edge covers, but Bradshaw powers out at two and a half. Bradshaw, frustrated, rolls out of the ring to regroup. Edge, not wanting to lose his momentum, follows and leaps through the ropes with a suicide dive, taking Bradshaw down on the outside. The crowd goes wild as both men lay on the floor, exhausted. Edge slowly gets up and throws Bradshaw back into the ring to break the referee’s count. Back in the ring, Edge continues his assault, hitting a spinning heel kick that floors Bradshaw. Edge signals for the Edgecution, and as Bradshaw gets to his feet, Edge plants him with the DDT. The referee counts, but Bradshaw kicks out at the last possible moment, stunning Edge and the crowd.

Determined to finish the match, Edge positions himself in the corner, waiting for Bradshaw to rise. He charges for the Spear, but Bradshaw counters with a knee to Edge's face, stopping him in his tracks. Bradshaw quickly capitalizes, lifting Edge for a fallaway slam and tossing him across the ring. Bradshaw covers, but Edge once again kicks out at two. Bradshaw, growing desperate, sets up for the Clothesline from Hell. He charges, but Edge ducks and counters with an Impaler DDT. Both men are down, and the referee begins his count. Edge, feeding off the energy of the crowd, pulls himself up using the ropes and positions himself for one final move. As Bradshaw groggily gets to his feet, Edge charges and connects with a thunderous Spear, nearly splitting Bradshaw in half. Edge quickly hooks the leg for the cover. The referee counts: one, two, three. The bell rings, and Edge is declared the winner.

Winner:

Edge

Edge rises to his feet, exhausted but triumphant, as the crowd erupts in cheers. He raises his arms in victory, knowing he has successfully advanced to the next round of the WWE Championship tournament. Bradshaw, meanwhile, lies defeated in the ring, his path to the title halted by Edge's resilience and determination. The announcers hype up Edge's impressive win and the excitement for the upcoming final rounds of the tournament, promising even more thrilling action to come.

Commercial Break

As we return from the commercial break, the camera pans over the excited crowd, the energy in the arena palpable. Suddenly, the familiar, infectious beat of Eddie Guerrero's entrance music hits the speakers. The crowd erupts in cheers as Eddie Guerrero steps onto the stage, a broad smile on his face, and the WWE Championship belt slung over his shoulder. He makes his way down the ramp, interacting with the fans, before entering the ring.

With a microphone in hand, Eddie stands in the center of the ring and begins his promo. "Orale, mi gente!" he shouts, eliciting a loud cheer from the crowd. "We're in the middle of one of the most exciting WWE Championship Tournaments ever! I've seen some incredible matches, and I gotta say, the competition is fierce. That's what it's all about, right? Giving it your all, leaving everything in this ring, and fighting for that WWE Championship!"

The crowd cheers in agreement, but the atmosphere changes as the iconic music of Shawn Michaels, "HBK," hits the speakers. The fans have a mixed reaction as HBK struts down to the ring, his eyes locked on Eddie. He climbs into the ring, grabs a microphone, and begins his promo. "Eddie, you know as well as I do that I should still be in this tournament. If it wasn’t for John Cena, I'd be the one heading to the finals. But don't worry, I'll have a close eye on that match tonight."

Eddie nods, acknowledging HBK's words. "I get it, Shawn. You're one of the best in the business, no one is arguing that. As far as tonight's semi final match between Undertaker and John Cena, I want to make sure it's a fair fight so if you decide to get yourself involved ese i’ll be right there to stop it. Whoever wins this tournament needs to earn it. No shortcuts, no cheating." HBK smirks, looking Eddie up and down. "That's rich, coming from you, Eddie. All you ever do is lie, cheat, and steal. You stole that championship, and you know it." The tension in the ring rises as the crowd reacts to HBK's accusations. "But let me promise you something," HBK continues, "one day, I'm gonna take that title from you, by any means necessary." Eddie steps closer, looking HBK in the eyes. "You think you can take this title from me, Shawn? Well, I'll be waiting. Anytime, anywhere."

In a sudden move, HBK feints a Sweet Chin Music, causing Eddie to flinch and the crowd to gasp. But HBK stops short, smirking as he lowers his leg. Eddie recovers quickly, glaring at HBK, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. With the crowd buzzing from the confrontation, HBK and Eddie stand face to face, the promise of future battles hanging in the air. The segment ends with both men staring each other down, setting the stage for the ongoing drama surrounding the WWE Championship.

Commercial Break

As the intense confrontation between Eddie Guerrero and Shawn Michaels concludes, the camera transitions back to the commentary team, who are buzzing with the implications of what just transpired. They hype up the rest of the evening’s action, and then the screen shifts to the entrance ramp.

The arena lights dim slightly, and the powerful music of Garrison Cade begins to play. The crowd reacts with a mix of boos and cheers as Cade makes his way to the ring, exuding confidence. Dressed in his wrestling gear, he methodically walks down the ramp, ready to showcase his skills in the upcoming match. Once Cade is in the ring, the atmosphere shifts again as the upbeat, energetic entrance music of Scotty 2 Hotty blasts through the speakers. The crowd erupts in cheers, their excitement palpable as Scotty 2 Hotty dances his way out onto the stage. With his trademark enthusiasm, Scotty engages with the fans, high-fiving and dancing as he heads to the ring.

As both competitors prepare for their match, the screen cuts to a quick replay from last week’s Smackdown. The footage shows Cade and his tag team partner, Mark Jindrak, earning a hard-fought victory that secured them a WWE Tag Team Championship match for next week. The replay highlights their teamwork and determination, building anticipation for their upcoming title shot. Back in the ring, the referee checks with both Garrison Cade and Scotty 2 Hotty, ensuring they are ready to begin. The bell rings, signaling the start of the match. Cade and Scotty circle each other, the crowd buzzing with anticipation as the two wrestlers prepare to lock up and showcase their contrasting styles.


Garrison Cade vs. Scotty 2 Hotty

As the bell rings, signaling the start of the match, Garrison Cade and Scotty 2 Hotty circle each other in the ring, the anticipation in the crowd building. The two competitors lock up in the center, with Cade quickly using his size and strength advantage to push Scotty into the corner. The referee steps in to break it up, and Cade releases cleanly, but not before delivering a quick, taunting slap to Scotty’s chest, drawing boos from the crowd. Scotty shakes it off and responds with a burst of energy, ducking under a clothesline attempt from Cade and bouncing off the ropes to deliver a quick dropkick to Cade’s chest, sending him stumbling back. Scotty capitalizes with a series of fast-paced strikes and a spinning heel kick that takes Cade down to the mat. The crowd cheers as Scotty follows up with a quick cover, but Cade kicks out at one, showing his resilience early on. Cade rolls to his feet and, now visibly irritated, charges at Scotty. Scotty uses his agility to evade, slipping behind Cade and attempting a schoolboy roll-up. Cade, however, powers out at two, quickly getting to his feet and delivering a stiff kick to Scotty's midsection. Cade then hoists Scotty up and executes a textbook suplex, showing off his technical skills. He floats over into a cover, but Scotty kicks out at two. Undeterred, Cade pulls Scotty up and whips him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a devastating powerslam. The impact rattles the ring, and Cade goes for another pinfall, but Scotty kicks out once more at two and a half. Cade, growing more frustrated, decides to slow the pace, locking Scotty into a rear chin lock, applying pressure and wearing him down. The crowd begins to rally behind Scotty, clapping and chanting to give him the energy to fight back. Scotty slowly begins to rise, delivering a series of elbows to Cade’s midsection to break the hold. He then hits the ropes for momentum and comes back with a running forearm, staggering Cade. Scotty seizes the moment and follows up with a bulldog, bringing Cade down hard to the mat.

Sensing his opportunity, Scotty plays to the crowd, who cheer wildly as he signals for the Worm. He performs his signature dance moves, bouncing off the ropes and delivering the Worm chop to Cade’s chest. The crowd erupts as Scotty covers Cade, but Cade manages to kick out at two and three-quarters, frustrating Scotty and delighting the fans with the close call. Cade, now fully recovered, uses the ropes to pull himself up. Scotty charges at him, but Cade catches him with a boot to the face, stunning him. Cade then grabs Scotty and sets him up for a sit-out spinebuster, driving him forcefully into the mat. He covers Scotty, but once again, Scotty kicks out at two, showing his tenacity and determination. Determined to put Scotty away, Cade signals for his finishing move. He picks Scotty up and lifts him for a devastating high-angle back suplex. However, Scotty wriggles free in mid-air, landing on his feet behind Cade. Before Cade can react, Scotty delivers a quick and precise superkick, catching Cade off guard and sending him reeling. Seizing the opportunity, Scotty quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle. With the crowd on their feet, he launches himself off with a high-flying crossbody, landing perfectly on Cade and going for the cover. The referee counts: one, two, but Cade kicks out just before three, shocking Scotty and the audience. Both men, now exhausted, slowly get to their feet. Cade, using his last burst of energy, charges at Scotty, but Scotty sidesteps and uses Cade’s momentum against him, sending him shoulder-first into the ring post. As Cade stumbles back, Scotty quickly rolls him up in a schoolboy pin. The referee counts: one, two, three.

Winner:

Scotty 2 Hotty

As Scotty 2 Hotty celebrates his hard-fought victory in the ring, the jubilant atmosphere quickly turns tense as Mark Jindrak, Garrison Cade's tag team partner, slides into the ring unnoticed. With a devious smirk, Jindrak sneaks up behind Scotty and delivers a vicious forearm smash to the back of his head, catching him completely off guard and sending him crashing to the mat. The crowd erupts in boos as Jindrak joins forces with Garrison Cade, who re-enters the ring, to unleash a relentless assault on Scotty. The duo unleashes a barrage of stomps and strikes, mercilessly targeting Scotty's vulnerable body. Scotty tries to fight back, but the two-on-one advantage proves too much for him to handle.

Just as it seems like Scotty is on the brink of being overwhelmed, a sudden interruption electrifies the arena. Rikishi storms down the ramp, his expression one of righteous fury as he rushes to his friend's aid. As Jindrak and Cade continue their assault on Scotty, Rikishi slides into the ring, ready to even the odds. With calculated precision, Rikishi delivers a series of powerful kicks and punches, driving Jindrak and Cade back and giving Scotty a much-needed reprieve. The tide of the brawl begins to turn as Rikishi unleashes his signature moves, including a thunderous Samoan Drop to Jindrak and a devastating superkick to Cade, sending them reeling. The crowd roars with approval as Rikishi stands tall in the ring, defending his friend and sending a clear message to his adversaries. Jindrak and Cade, retreat from the ring, casting menacing glares at Rikishi and Scotty as they make their exit. The crowd cheers wildly as Rikishi helps Scotty to his feet, their bond of friendship stronger than ever in the face of adversity. WWE Tag Team Championship match NEXT WEEK on Smackdown.

Commercial Break

Following a brief commercial break, the camera pans over the buzzing crowd, still electrified from the previous events. The excitement in the arena is palpable as the commentary team hypes up the upcoming tag team match.

The upbeat and iconic entrance music of Rey Mysterio hits the speakers, sending the crowd into a frenzy of cheers. Rey Mysterio emerges from the stage, his energy infectious as he makes his way down the ramp, high-fiving fans and hyping them up even more. Rey slides into the ring, bouncing off the ropes and signaling to the crowd, who respond with loud chants of "619!"

Next, the fast-paced and energetic theme of Paul London plays. Paul London bursts onto the stage, matching Rey's energy and enthusiasm. He sprints down the ramp, performing acrobatic flips and moves that showcase his agility and excitement for the match. London joins Rey in the ring, and the two exchange a fist bump, ready to take on their opponents.

The mood shifts as the entrance music for Chavo Guerrero Jr. hits as himself and Chavo Classic begins to play. The Guerrero duo steps onto the stage, a mix of boos and cheers greeting them as they confidently walk down the ramp. Chavo Jr. and Chavo Classic exude a mix of arrogance and determination, clearly focused on the task ahead. They slide into the ring, eyeing Rey and London with a mix of disdain and focus.

Before the match begins, the screen cuts to a replay from last week's Smackdown. The footage highlights the intense match between Chavo Guerrero Sr. and Rey Mysterio last week.


Tag Team Match
Rey Mysterio & Paul London vs. Chavo Guerrero Jr. & Chavo Classic


The bell rings, signaling the start of the tag team match between Rey Mysterio & Paul London and Chavo Guerrero Jr. & Chavo Classic. Rey Mysterio and Chavo Classic (Chavo Guerrero Sr.) start things off in the ring. The two veterans lock up in the center, with Chavo Classic quickly using his technical prowess to gain the upper hand. He applies a wrist lock, but Rey counters with a flip and a quick arm drag, sending Chavo Classic across the ring. Chavo Classic gets to his feet, clearly irritated, and charges at Rey, but Rey ducks under his clothesline attempt and rebounds off the ropes, hitting a flying headscissors takedown. The crowd cheers as Rey's speed and agility put him in control. Rey tags in Paul London, who climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a missile dropkick, knocking Chavo Classic down.

London continues the assault with a series of quick, high-impact moves, including a standing shooting star press for a near fall. Chavo Classic, realizing he's in trouble, scrambles to his corner and tags in his son, Chavo Guerrero Jr. Chavo Jr. enters the ring with a fierce look, immediately targeting London's midsection with a kick and following up with a snap suplex. Chavo Jr. maintains control, using a series of holds and strikes to wear down London. He tags his father back in, and the two execute a double team maneuver, with Chavo Classic hitting a knee lift followed by a Russian leg sweep from Chavo Jr. Chavo Classic goes for the pin, but London kicks out at two. The Guerrero duo continues to isolate London, preventing him from reaching Rey. The momentum shifts back and forth as Chavo Classic and Chavo Jr. utilize quick tags and effective double team tactics to keep London grounded. At the six-minute mark, London finally fights back, using his agility to escape a double team attempt and hitting a double dropkick on both Chavo Classic and Chavo Jr. The crowd erupts as London crawls to his corner and makes the hot tag to Rey Mysterio. Rey enters the ring like a house on fire, taking down Chavo Jr. with a springboard crossbody and following up with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors on Chavo Classic. The pace quickens as Rey hits a series of high-flying moves, including a diving hurricanrana that sends Chavo Jr. into the ropes. The crowd knows what's coming next and chants for the 619.

Rey sets up for the 619, but Chavo Classic intercepts him with a clothesline, cutting off his momentum. Chavo Jr. and Chavo Classic then double team Rey, with Chavo Jr. hitting a brainbuster and going for the pin. London breaks up the count at two, saving the match. The referee tries to restore order as all four men brawl in the ring. Chavo Classic and London spill out to the floor, continuing their fight outside the ring. Meanwhile, in the ring, Rey counters a powerbomb attempt from Chavo Jr. into a sunset flip for a near fall. Chavo Jr. kicks out and immediately grabs Rey, setting him up for the Gory Bomb. Rey wriggles free, flipping over Chavo Jr.'s back and sending him face-first into the turnbuckle. Rey quickly tags in Paul London, who climbs to the top rope. Rey positions Chavo Jr. for the 619 and connects, the crowd roaring in approval. As Chavo Jr. stumbles back from the impact, London launches off the top rope with a 450 Splash, landing perfectly on Chavo Jr. He hooks the leg for the cover. The referee counts: one, two, three.

Winners:

Paul London & Rey Mysterio

The bell rings, and Rey Mysterio and Paul London are declared the winners. The crowd erupts in cheers as the victorious duo celebrates in the ring. Chavo Classic pulls Chavo Jr. out of the ring, glaring back at Rey and London, clearly frustrated by their loss. As Rey Mysterio and Paul London celebrate their hard-fought victory, the crowd's energy reaches a fever pitch. Rey grabs a microphone and signals for his music to cut. The arena quiets down, anticipation building as Rey stands in the center of the ring, catching his breath.

"Chavo!" Rey calls out, his voice echoing through the arena. "This thing between us, it's not over. You and your father think you can bully your way around here, but I'm not backing down. So, I have a challenge for you."

The camera cuts to Chavo Guerrero Jr. and Chavo Classic standing at the entrance ramp, both looking a mix of frustrated and intrigued. Chavo Jr. hesitates, clearly wary of what Rey might propose next.

"At Judgment Day," Rey continues, his voice firm and determined, "I want you, Chavo Guerrero Jr., in a match for the Cruiserweight Title. And not just any match... I want a STEEL CAGE MATCH!"

The crowd erupts in cheers, the idea of a high-stakes, Steel Cage match electrifying the atmosphere. Chavo Jr. looks visibly nervous, shaking his head and starting to back away, but Chavo Classic grabs the microphone from his son.

"You want a steel cage match, Mysterio?" Chavo Classic shouts, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can handle my son in a match like that? You're on! Chavo accepts your challenge!"

Chavo Jr. looks surprised and a bit apprehensive, but his father’s confidence seems to bolster him slightly. He nods reluctantly, but then tries to put on a brave face, glaring back at Rey.

Rey smirks, knowing he’s gotten under Chavo’s skin. "Good," Rey says, raising the microphone again. "Because at Judgment Day, I'm going to show you why you should never mess with Rey Mysterio. And I'm taking back my Cruiserweight Title!"

Rey's music hits again, and the crowd cheers louder than ever. Chavo Classic and Chavo Jr. exchange a few heated words at the top of the ramp before turning and heading backstage, leaving the audience buzzing with anticipation for the upcoming showdown at Judgment Day.

Commercial Break

As we return from commercial break, the camera cuts backstage where Chavo Guerrero Jr. is in the middle of a heated argument with his father, Chavo Classic. Chavo Jr. is visibly frustrated, pacing back and forth while his father tries to calm him down.

"How could you accept that match on my behalf without asking me first?" Chavo Jr. exclaims, his voice filled with anger and anxiety. "A steel cage match with Rey Mysterio?"

Chavo Classic, trying to maintain his composure, places a reassuring hand on his son's shoulder. "Listen, mijo, I know you're worried, but you have to trust me. I believe in you. This match at Judgment Day will be your chance to finally rid us of Rey Mysterio forever. We've fought and bled for this family name, and this is your moment to prove you’re the superior luchador in all of WWE."

Before Chavo Jr. can respond, Paul Heyman appears, his trademark smirk plastered across his face. "Excuse me, gentlemen," Heyman interjects, drawing the attention of both Guerreros. "I couldn't help but notice the... disagreement. And Chavo, I also couldn't help but notice that you got pinned by Paul London tonight."

Chavo Jr. glares at Heyman, but before he can retort, Heyman continues. "Now, I understand there's a lot of pressure with the upcoming steel cage match at Judgment Day, but let's not forget about the present. Next week, here on Smackdown, we're going to have a Cruiserweight Title match between you, Chavo Guerrero Jr., and Paul London."

The crowd can be heard reacting with excitement through the arena walls. Chavo Jr. looks stunned, and Chavo Classic’s eyes narrow as he sizes up Heyman.

"Hold on a second," Chavo Jr. protests. "You can’t just—"

"Oh, but I can," Heyman interrupts, his tone firm. "And just to make things clear, win or lose next week, your steel cage match at Judgment Day against Rey Mysterio is still happening. Consider it... motivation to prove that you're worthy of being the Cruiserweight Champion and of carrying the Guerrero legacy."

Heyman gives one last smug smile before walking away, leaving Chavo Jr. and Chavo Classic to digest the news. Chavo Jr. clenches his fists, clearly feeling the pressure of the upcoming matches, but his father steps in once more.

"This is it, Chavo," Chavo Classic says, his voice filled with determination. "Next week, you take out Paul London and retain your title. Then, at Judgment Day, you finish the job with Rey Mysterio. We’ll show everyone what it means to be a Guerrero."

Chavo Jr. nods, his resolve hardening. "You're right, Pop. I’m not going to let Rey or Paul London get in the way of our legacy. Next week, I’ll prove why I’m the Cruiserweight Champion, and at Judgment Day, I’ll end Rey Mysterio for good."

The camera focuses on the determined faces of the Guerrero duo as they turn and walk away, the stage set for an intense week ahead with high stakes and even higher tensions.

As the tension from the backstage confrontation settles, the camera transitions back to the lively arena, where the crowd is eagerly anticipating the next high-stakes match of the night. The commentary team hypes up the importance of the upcoming semifinal match in the WWE Championship Tournament, emphasizing how the winner will move one step closer to becoming the number one contender for the coveted title.

The arena lights dim, and the familiar opening chords of John Cena's entrance music, "Basic Thuganomics," begin to play. The crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and chants as Cena steps onto the stage, sporting his signature chain and "Word Life" brass knuckles along with the United States Championship. Cena gives the title a spin and proceeds to energetically make his way down the ramp, pausing to salute the audience before sliding into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle, throwing up his "You Can't See Me" hand gesture, as the fans chant along with him.

Just as Cena's music fades, the atmosphere in the arena shifts dramatically. The lights go out completely, and the haunting toll of a bell echoes through the venue. A chill runs down the spine of every fan as smoke begins to billow from the stage. The unmistakable theme of The Undertaker, "Rest in Peace," fills the arena. The Deadman slowly makes his way to the ring, enveloped in a sea of blue light and fog. The crowd watches in awe, a mix of respect and fear evident on their faces. The Undertaker, with his signature slow and deliberate pace, reaches the ring steps. He raises his hands, and the lights come back on as he steps through the ropes, eyes fixed on John Cena. Cena stands his ground, knowing the challenge that lies ahead, but showing no signs of backing down.

With both competitors in the ring, the atmosphere is electric. The referee signals for the bell, and the semifinal match of the WWE Championship Tournament is officially underway.


WWE Championship Tournament Semi-Finals
John Cena vs. The Undertaker


The bell rings, and the semifinal match between John Cena and The Undertaker begins. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, knowing the stakes are incredibly high. The two competitors circle each other, each sizing up their formidable opponent. Cena and Undertaker lock up in a test of strength, with Undertaker quickly overpowering Cena and pushing him into the corner. The referee calls for a break, and Undertaker steps back, giving Cena a moment to regroup. Cena nods, acknowledging the challenge before charging back in. They lock up again, and this time, Cena uses his speed to slip behind Undertaker and lock in a waist lock. Undertaker counters with a stiff elbow to the side of Cena’s head, breaking the hold.

Undertaker takes control, using his size and strength to dominate the early minutes of the match. He hits Cena with a series of punishing strikes, backing him into the ropes and then whipping him across the ring. Undertaker catches Cena on the rebound with a big boot, sending Cena crashing to the mat. Undertaker covers Cena for an early pin attempt, but Cena kicks out at two. Cena tries to mount a comeback, using his resilience and agility to avoid Undertaker’s heavy blows. He ducks a clothesline and counters with a flying shoulder block, knocking Undertaker down. Cena follows up with another shoulder block, then a spinning side slam, setting up for the Five Knuckle Shuffle. The crowd chants along as Cena bounces off the ropes and hits the move, but Undertaker sits up almost immediately, much to Cena’s frustration. Undertaker regains the upper hand with a series of impactful moves, including a snake eyes into the corner followed by a running big boot and a leg drop. Undertaker covers again, but Cena once more kicks out at two. The Deadman lifts Cena, signaling for the Chokeslam. He grabs Cena by the throat, but Cena fights out of it, landing several punches to Undertaker's midsection. Cena lifts Undertaker for the FU, but Undertaker slips out and counters with a DDT, planting Cena on the mat.

As the match reaches the 15-minute mark, both men are showing signs of wear and tear. The pace slows as they exchange heavy strikes in the center of the ring. Undertaker gains the upper hand, backing Cena into the corner and lifting him to the top rope. Undertaker climbs up for a superplex, but Cena fights back, knocking Undertaker to the mat with a series of punches. Cena then leaps off the top rope, hitting a diving leg drop across Undertaker’s neck. Cena goes for the cover, but Undertaker kicks out at two and a half. The crowd is on fire, fully invested in the back-and-forth action. Cena lifts Undertaker for another FU attempt, but this time Undertaker counters mid-air, landing behind Cena and locking in the Hell’s Gate submission hold. Cena struggles, his face turning red as he fights to break free. After what feels like an eternity, Cena reaches the ropes, forcing the break.

Both men slowly get to their feet, clearly exhausted. Cena manages to hit a desperation move, planting Undertaker with a spinning side slam. As Cena gears up for another Five Knuckle Shuffle, the crowd suddenly buzzes with excitement and confusion as Shawn Michaels appears at ringside, sneaking down without his entrance music. HBK slides into the ring, aiming to interfere. He waits for Cena to turn around, looking to deliver Sweet Chin Music. Just as Michaels moves in, Eddie Guerrero rushes down the ramp and tackles HBK, stopping him in his tracks. The two legends brawl, with Eddie getting the upper hand. Michaels manages to duck a right and sweet chin musics the WWE Champion square in the jaw. HBK slides in the ring and Cena immediately grabs HBK for a FU but HBK gets out of it and goes for a sweet chin music on Cena but he hits UNDERTAKER instead. HBK gets turned around immediately and gets hit with an AA. Cena pins Taker….

One…

Two…..

ThrNOOOO…

Taker kicks out at 2 just in the nick of time. Cena FU’ng HBK might have cost him valuable time. Cena, digging deep, pulls Undertaker to his feet and hoists him up for the FU. With a roar, Cena executes the move, slamming Undertaker to the mat. Cena collapses on top of Undertaker for the cover. The referee counts: one, two, and Undertaker kicks out just before three! The crowd is in disbelief, but Cena doesn’t give up. He signals for another FU, determined to put The Deadman away. Cena lifts Undertaker again, and with a final burst of strength, he delivers a second FU. This time, Cena hooks both legs for the cover. The referee counts: one, two, three.

Winner:

John Cena

The bell rings, and John Cena is declared the winner. The crowd erupts in cheers as Cena raises his arms in victory, having overcome both The Undertaker and the chaotic interference from HBK and Eddie Guerrero. Cena, exhausted but triumphant, climbs the turnbuckle to celebrate with the fans, knowing he is now one step closer to the WWE Championship. As John Cena celebrates his hard-fought victory over The Undertaker, his music blaring through the arena and the crowd cheering wildly, the atmosphere shifts. Suddenly, the familiar entrance music of Edge hits, signaling his arrival. The crowd's cheers turn to a mixture of excitement and anticipation as Edge steps out onto the stage.

Edge, dressed in his ring gear and wearing a focused, determined expression, makes his way down the ramp, never taking his eyes off Cena. Cena, noticing the arrival of his next opponent, stands tall in the ring, ready for the impending confrontation. Edge reaches the bottom of the ramp and pauses, staring intently at Cena, the tension between them palpable.

With the roar of the crowd as a backdrop, Edge slowly climbs the steel steps and enters the ring. The two finalists in the WWE Championship Tournament stand face to face in the center of the ring, the significance of this moment not lost on anyone. The camera zooms in, capturing the intensity in their eyes as they size each other up.

The crowd's excitement reaches a fever pitch as the commentary team hypes up the upcoming final match of the WWE Championship Tournament. Both Cena and Edge know that next week, only one of them will emerge victorious, earning the right to challenge for the most prestigious title in the WWE.

With a final, intense glare, Edge backs away slowly, exiting the ring but never breaking eye contact with Cena. Cena watches him leave, the determination in his eyes shining brightly. The camera captures this moment of high stakes and fierce rivalry, promising an unforgettable clash in the finals next week.

The show fades out, leaving the world wide audience eagerly anticipating the showdown between John Cena and Edge in the finals of the WWE Championship Tournament.


NEXT WEEK ON SMACKDOWN

WWE CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT FINALS
JOHN CENA vs. EDGE


** JUDGMENT DAY **
May 9th, 2004
Staples Center
Los Angeles, CA


** CONFIRMED THUS FAR **

WWE Championship
Eddie Guerrero (c) vs. Edge/John Cena


Stone Cold Steve Austin vs. Goldberg

STEEL CAGE MATCH

** Crusierweight Title on the Line if Chavo defeats Paul London on Smackdown next week **
Chavo Guerrero Jr. vs. Rey Mysterio


 
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** Backlash Prediction Contest **

Welcome to the Backlash Prediction Contest! Answer the questions for each match and see how your predictions hold up against the actual results. Good luck!

World Heavyweight Championship: Chris Benoit (c) vs. Triple H

  1. Will Chris Benoit retain his World Heavyweight Championship?​
  2. How many times will Triple H attempt the Pedigree during the match?​
  3. Will there be any interference from Evolution members during the match?​

Intercontinental Championship: Hardcore Rules Match - Randy Orton (c) vs. Mick Foley

  1. Will Mick Foley use his signature barbed wire bat during the match?​
  2. How many RKOs will Randy Orton deliver to Mick Foley?​
  3. Will Randy Orton retain his Intercontinental Championship?​

Submission Match - #1 Contender's Match for the World Heavyweight Championship: Brock Lesnar vs. Kurt Angle

  1. Will this match go over or under 20 minutes?​
  2. How many submission holds will Kurt Angle apply to Brock Lesnar?​
  3. Who will win the match and become the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight Championship?​

Women's Championship: Victoria (c) vs. Lita

  1. Will Lita hit the Moonsault during the match?​
  2. How many times will Victoria use her Widow's Peak finisher?​
  3. Will Victoria retain her Women's Championship?​

World Tag Team Championships: Triple Threat Tag Team Match - Batista & Ric Flair (c) vs. The Hardy Boyz vs. World's Greatest Tag Team

  1. Which team will make the first tag in the match?​
  2. How many finishers will be performed in the match?​
  3. Will Batista & Ric Flair retain their World Tag Team Championships?​

AJ Styles WWE Debut: Christian vs. AJ Styles

  1. Will AJ Styles hit the Styles Clash during the match?​
  2. How many high-flying moves will AJ Styles perform?​
  3. Will AJ Styles win his debut match?​

Torrie Wilson vs. Trish Stratus

  1. Will Trish Stratus use the Stratusfaction during the match?​
  2. How many pin attempts will be made in the match?​
  3. Who will win the match between Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus?​


** BACKLASH WILL BE POSTED THIS SUNDAY **
 

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** Backlash Prediction Contest **

Have been enjoying this thread so here’s some predictions for ya - look forward to the PPV.

World Heavyweight Championship: Chris Benoit (c) vs. Triple H

  1. Will Chris Benoit retain his World Heavyweight Championship? Yes
  2. How many times will Triple H attempt the Pedigree during the match? 2
  3. Will there be any interference from Evolution members during the match? Yes

Intercontinental Championship: Hardcore Rules Match - Randy Orton (c) vs. Mick Foley

  1. Will Mick Foley use his signature barbed wire bat during the match? Yes
  2. How many RKOs will Randy Orton deliver to Mick Foley? 3
  3. Will Randy Orton retain his Intercontinental Championship? Yes

Submission Match - #1 Contender's Match for the World Heavyweight Championship: Brock Lesnar vs. Kurt Angle

  1. Will this match go over or under 20 minutes? Under
  2. How many submission holds will Kurt Angle apply to Brock Lesnar? 6
  3. Who will win the match and become the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight Championship? Lesnar

Women's Championship: Victoria (c) vs. Lita

  1. Will Lita hit the Moonsault during the match? No
  2. How many times will Victoria use her Widow's Peak finisher? Once
  3. Will Victoria retain her Women's Championship? Yes

World Tag Team Championships: Triple Threat Tag Team Match - Batista & Ric Flair (c) vs. The Hardy Boyz vs. World's Greatest Tag Team

  1. Which team will make the first tag in the match? Hardys
  2. How many finishers will be performed in the match? 4
  3. Will Batista & Ric Flair retain their World Tag Team Championships? Yes

AJ Styles WWE Debut: Christian vs. AJ Styles

  1. Will AJ Styles hit the Styles Clash during the match? Yes
  2. How many high-flying moves will AJ Styles perform? 7
  3. Will AJ Styles win his debut match? Yes

Torrie Wilson vs. Trish Stratus

  1. Will Trish Stratus use the Stratusfaction during the match? Yes
  2. How many pin attempts will be made in the match? 6
  3. Who will win the match between Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus? Trish
 

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World Heavyweight Championship: Chris Benoit (c) vs. Triple H​

  1. Will Chris Benoit retain his World Heavyweight Championship? Yes
  2. How many times will Triple H attempt the Pedigree during the match? 4
  3. Will there be any interference from Evolution members during the match? Yes

Intercontinental Championship: Hardcore Rules Match - Randy Orton (c) vs. Mick Foley​

  1. Will Mick Foley use his signature barbed wire bat during the match? Yes
  2. How many RKOs will Randy Orton deliver to Mick Foley? 2
  3. Will Randy Orton retain his Intercontinental Championship? Yes

Submission Match - #1 Contender's Match for the World Heavyweight Championship: Brock Lesnar vs. Kurt Angle​

  1. Will this match go over or under 20 minutes? No
  2. How many submission holds will Kurt Angle apply to Brock Lesnar? 6
  3. Who will win the match and become the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight Championship? Brock Lesnar

Women's Championship: Victoria (c) vs. Lita​

  1. Will Lita hit the Moonsault during the match? Yes
  2. How many times will Victoria use her Widow's Peak finisher? 1
  3. Will Victoria retain her Women's Championship? Yes

World Tag Team Championships: Triple Threat Tag Team Match - Batista & Ric Flair (c) vs. The Hardy Boyz vs. World's Greatest Tag Team​

  1. Which team will make the first tag in the match? Batista and Ric Flair
  2. How many finishers will be performed in the match? 3
  3. Will Batista & Ric Flair retain their World Tag Team Championships? Yes

AJ Styles WWE Debut: Christian vs. AJ Styles​

  1. Will AJ Styles hit the Styles Clash during the match? Yes
  2. How many high-flying moves will AJ Styles perform? 5
  3. Will AJ Styles win his debut match? Yes

Torrie Wilson vs. Trish Stratus​

  1. Will Trish Stratus use the Stratusfaction during the match? Yes
  2. How many pin attempts will be made in the match? 5
  3. Who will win the match between Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus? Trish Stratus
 
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** BACKLASH **
Sunday April 11, 2004
Revell Arena
Edmonton, Alberta


The cold open for Backlash 2004 begins with a dramatic scene of an empty arena, slowly panning to show the ring bathed in an eerie, low light. Suspenseful music builds as a deep, resonant voice over introduces the event, setting the stage for the night’s action. The camera then shifts to Randy Orton, showcasing highlights of him taking out the Rock with a big boot in the parking lot flanked by Evolution. Transitioning to him holding the Intercontinental Championship high and saying he doesn't have a opponent for Backlash. The voiceover emphasizes Orton's dominance and arrogance, preparing the audience for his upcoming challenge. Next, the focus moves to Mick Foley, the Hardcore Legend, with clips of him answering the challenge and delivering brutal chair shots and enduring devastating bumps. Images of blood, sweat, and barbed wire flash across the screen, underscoring the brutality of the impending Hardcore Match. The voiceover intensifies, highlighting the clash between Orton and Foley for the Intercontinental Championship, hinting at the extreme violence and unpredictability of their encounter.

The scene then transitions to Chris Benoit’s triumph at WrestleMania XX, capturing the emotion of him lifting the World Heavyweight Championship. Clips of Benoit’s Crippler Crossface forcing Triple H to tap out are shown. The narrative shifts to Triple H, showcasing his ruthless dominance through Pedigrees and his infamous sledgehammer. The voiceover contrasts Benoit’s recent victory with Triple H’s relentless pursuit to reclaim the championship. A split-screen of Benoit and Triple H, their intense faces conveying the gravity of their rivalry, is followed by flames erupting between them, symbolizing the burning intensity of their upcoming match. The screen fades to black as the music reaches a crescendo, and the Backlash logo slams onto the screen with a thunderous crash, welcoming viewers to the event.


"Now, WWE presents BACKLASH!!!"

The live footage of the arena reveals an ecstatic crowd, with signs waving and chants echoing. Pyro explodes around the stage in a dazzling display of lights and sound. The set of Backlash is showcased in detail: the stage features jagged, metallic structures with flickering flames, a sleek black entrance ramp with pulsing red and orange LED lights, and a massive LED screen playing dynamic graphics of breaking glass and fire. The ring is surrounded by a black apron with the Backlash logo, black turnbuckles with red padding, and red ropes contrasting against the white canvas.

Commentators Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler welcome viewers, highlighting the explosive main events: Randy Orton defending his Intercontinental Championship against Mick Foley in a Hardcore Match and Chris Benoit putting his World Heavyweight Championship on the line against Triple H. They promise a night of intense action and high stakes, setting the anticipation for Backlash 2004 as the camera cuts to the ring, ready for the first match of the night.


Transitioning to the detailed entrance of AJ Styles, the arena was bathed in a wash of blue and white lights, creating an aura of mystique as the familiar chords of "I Am" by Dale Oliver echoed throughout the venue. Smoke billowed from the entrance ramp as The Phenomenal One emerged, his silhouette framed by the swirling mist. With each step, AJ exuded confidence, his gaze fixed on the ring with unwavering determination. The crowd roared in both admiration and disdain as he made his way to the ring, ready to showcase his unparalleled athleticism and prowess.

Following AJ Styles' entrance, the mood shifted as Christian's theme music filled the arena. The stage bathed in a crimson glow as "Just Close Your Eyes" by Waterproof Blonde echoed through the speakers. Christian emerged from behind the curtains, his trademark smirk plastered across his face as he strutted confidently down the ramp. Accompanying him was the beautiful but calculating Trish Stratus, her presence adding an extra layer of allure to the proceedings. At the head of the stage, Christian paused, his smirk widening as he pulled Trish into a hard kiss on the lips, the audacity of the gesture earning thunderous boos from the crowd. Trish retreated backstage, as Christian wanted to go it alone. Christian climbed the ring steps with purpose, his eyes locked on AJ Styles, who stood poised and ready for his very first match in WWE. The contrast between the two competitors was stark: Christian, the seasoned veteran oozing with arrogance, and Styles, the newcomer brimming with determination and ambition.

With both men now in the ring, they stood face to face, the intensity of their stare-down sending chills down the spines of the audience. The referee rang the bell, signaling the start of the match, and the crowd erupted into cheers and jeers, eager to witness the clash of egos unfold before their eyes. Christian smirked, a confident glint in his eyes as he taunted Styles with a few choice words. But Styles remained unfazed, his focus unwavering as he stared down his opponent. With a nod of acknowledgment, Styles stepped forward, ready to prove himself on the grand stage of Backlash.


AJ STYLES vs. CHRISTIAN

As the bell rang, signaling the start of the match, the anticipation in the arena reached a fever pitch. Christian and AJ Styles circled each other cautiously, the intensity palpable in the air. Christian made the first move, attempting a collar-and-elbow tie-up, but Styles proved too quick, ducking under and seamlessly transitioning into a wristlock. Styles applied pressure, torquing Christian's arm with precision as the veteran winced in discomfort. Sensing an opportunity, Christian countered, reversing the armbar into a headlock, attempting to assert his dominance early on and control the pace of the match. But Styles refused to be contained, pushing Christian off the ropes with a burst of energy. As Christian rebounded, Styles executed a graceful leapfrog, effortlessly evading his opponent's grasp. Seizing the moment, Christian tried for a hip toss, but Styles countered with lightning-fast reflexes, delivering a perfectly timed standing dropkick that caught Christian off guard. The impact sent Christian staggering backward, and Styles wasted no time, launching into a rapid flurry of strikes aimed at his opponent's midsection. Each blow landed with precision, wearing down Christian's defenses with relentless aggression. However, Christian proved his resilience, creating separation with a well-placed knee to Styles' abdomen, momentarily halting the onslaught.

Seizing the opportunity, Christian lunged forward with a clothesline, but Styles was one step ahead, smoothly ducking under the outstretched arm and countering with a devastating spinning back kick that sent Christian reeling. With Christian dazed and off balance, Styles capitalized on the opening, sprinting towards the ropes and rebounding with lightning speed. As Christian struggled to regain his bearings, Styles soared through the air, connecting with a breathtaking flying forearm smash that rocked his opponent to the core. As the crowd erupted in astonishment, Styles didn't relent, seamlessly transitioning into a standing shooting star press, hooking Christian's leg for the cover. The referee dropped to the mat, beginning the count 1………..2………….NOO. With a frustrated expression, Christian rolled to the outside, taking a moment to regroup and catch his breath, Sensing an opportunity, Styles launched himself over the top rope with a spectacular suicide dive, crashing into Christian with breathtaking precision and sending both men tumbling to the unforgiving floor below.

As the arena erupted in awe at AJ Styles' daring suicide dive, the momentum seemed to shift in his favor. But just as Styles attempted to seize control by hurling Christian towards the barricade, Christian cunningly countered with a desperate rake to the eyes, catching Styles off guard. Blinded and disoriented, Styles stumbled backward, allowing Christian to seize the opportunity. With a surge of determination, Christian swiftly turned the tables, driving Styles' spine-first into the unforgiving barricade with a thunderous impact. The crowd gasped in shock as Styles crumpled to the floor, writhing in agony from the brutal assault. With a sly grin, Christian wasted no time in capitalizing on his newfound advantage. Sensing victory within his grasp, he rolled Styles back into the ring, eager to press his advantage and secure a decisive victory. Closing in on his prey, Christian unleashed a relentless onslaught of strikes, each blow finding its mark with pinpoint accuracy. He targeted Styles' injured midsection, driving his knee into the vulnerable area with punishing force. Styles grimaced in pain, struggling to mount a defense against the relentless assault. As the crowd held its breath, Christian expertly applied the abdominal stretch, his grip vice-like as he torqued Styles' torso with relentless force. The arena was filled with the sounds of Styles' grunts of agony, the pain etched across his face evident to all who watched. With a roar of determination, Styles summoned every ounce of strength he possessed, channeling the energy of the crowd as he powered out of Christian's clutches. The audience erupted into a thunderous roar of approval, their cheers echoing throughout the arena as Styles broke free. Styles delivered a series of swift kicks and punches, each blow connecting with pinpoint accuracy as he regained control of the match.

As Styles ascended to the top rope, the crowd erupted into cheers, fully behind him as he prepared to unleash another awe-inspiring maneuver. With breathtaking agility, Styles launched himself into the air, executing a flawless springboard moonsault that seemed destined to connect with Christian. But just as Styles began his descent, Christian displayed his veteran instincts, timing his counter perfectly. With lightning-fast reflexes, he sprang into action, meeting Styles midair with a thunderous dropkick that sent shockwaves reverberating throughout the arena. The impact was devastating, and Styles crashed to the mat with a resounding thud, the wind knocked out of him from the force of Christian's counter. The crowd gasped in disbelief at the sheer athleticism and timing displayed by both competitors. Quick to capitalize on his advantage, Christian wasted no time in hooking Styles' leg for the cover, the referee dropping to the mat to begin the count. The audience held its breath as the referee's hand slapped the canvas for the first count, then the second, but before he could make it to three, Styles summoned the strength to kick out, much to the shock of Christian and the delight of the crowd. With precision honed from years of experience, Christian delivered a devastating DDT, driving Styles' head into the mat with bone-jarring force. The impact echoed throughout the arena as Styles crumpled to the canvas, his vision swimming from the effects of the punishing maneuver. But Christian wasn't finished yet. With a predatory gleam in his eye, he seized Styles by the hair and pulled him to his feet, his grip unyielding as he set his sights on inflicting further punishment. He yells at Styles “Go back to the INDIES KID.” With a surge of strength, he hoisted Styles into the air, executing a spine-shuddering suplex that left his opponent gasping for air.

With a menacing glare, Christian pulled Styles to his feet once more, his grip tight as he prepared to unleash his next devastating maneuver. With a swift motion, he whipped Styles into the ropes, setting him up for the finishing blow. As Styles rebounded off the ropes, Christian hit a huge knee to the gut knocking Styles out once again. Christian mocked the crowd and mocked Styles as well as he lifted him up and smacked him a few times, almost acting like this is a joke. Styles though hit Christian with a bevy of strikes rights and slaps catching Captain Charisma off guard. Christian ducked a huge right hand and went for the unprettier, but Styles got out of it and delivered a breathtaking tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that sent Christian crashing to the mat in a heap. The arena shook with excitement as Styles seized the opportunity to go for the cover, the referee dropping to the mat to begin the count. The crowd held its breath as the referee's hand came down for the three-count, each second feeling like an eternity as the outcome of the match hung in the balance.

"One! Two!"

But Christian, ever the resilient competitor, managed to kick out just in the nick of time. Sensing the urgency of the moment, AJ Styles wasted no time in regaining his composure and pressing his advantage. With a determined glint in his eye, Styles pulled Christian to his feet, his movements fueled by adrenaline and the roar of the crowd. With lightning speed, he whipped Christian into the corner, the impact rattling the turnbuckles as Christian's back slammed against the unforgiving steel. With Christian dazed and vulnerable, Styles seized the opportunity to ascend the ropes, positioning himself for a springboard flying forearm smash. The crowd held its breath in anticipation as Styles launched himself off the top rope, soaring through the air with unparalleled agility. But just as Styles was about to connect with his signature move, Christian managed to summon a burst of energy, sidestepping at the last possible moment. Styles crashed into the turnbuckle with bone-jarring force, the impact reverberating throughout the arena. With Styles stunned and reeling, Christian saw his opening. With a fierce determination, he grabbed Styles and got him into the position for the unprettier and HIT IT!!! Driving Styles' head into the mat with bone-jarring force. With a sense of urgency, Christian went for the cover, hooking Styles' leg as the referee dropped to the mat to begin the count.

"One! Two!......THREENOOOO"

Styles gets the shoulder up at 2.

Christian dragged Styles to his feet, his grip firm as he whipped him into the ropes. As Styles rebounded, Christian attempted a clothesline, but Styles ducked under and countered with a lightning-fast Pele kick, stunning Christian and sending him staggering backward. Styles continues on the assault with strikes. The first strike came in the form of a swift roundhouse kick aimed at Christian's midsection, causing him to double over in pain. Before Christian could recover, Styles followed up with a devastating spinning heel kick to the side of the head, staggering him further. Sensing Christian's vulnerability, Styles continued to press the attack, unleashing a barrage of knee strikes that found their mark with surgical precision. Each strike reverberated through the arena, eliciting gasps of astonishment from the crowd as Christian struggled to remain upright under the onslaught. Styles executed a picture-perfect dropkick that sent Christian crashing into the turnbuckle, followed by a lightning-quick enzuigiri that left him dazed and disoriented. Styles delivered a breathtaking 450 splash, soaring through the air with unparalleled agility and landing square on Christian's chest. Styles pinned Christian

"One! Two!"

Christian kicks out at Two. Styles becoming frustrated, lifts Christian and whips him off the ropes, Christian bounces back and hits a thunderous clothesline knocking down the young Styles. Christian locked in a submission hold, wrenching back on Styles' arm with all his might. The crowd watched in suspense as Styles fought to break free, his face contorted in agony from the excruciating pain. But Christian maintained his grip, refusing to relent as he torqued Styles' arm with relentless force. However, Styles, fueled by sheer determination, managed to summon a burst of strength, powering out of the submission hold and creating separation between himself and Christian. Styles hits a quick fireman's carry into a neckbreaker stunning Christian. Styles quickly grabs Christian and goes for the Styles Clash, his signature move ... .But Christian, ever the wily veteran, managed to evade Styles' attempt at the Styles Clash, slipping out of his grasp at the last possible moment. With lightning-fast reflexes, he countered Styles' momentum, shifting his weight and setting up for his own finishing move, the Unprettier. The crowd held its breath as Christian attempted to execute the devastating maneuver, but Styles, refusing to stay down, managed to escape Christian's grasp. Styles hit another pele kick with authority. Christian still standing, Styles launched himself into the air, connecting with a Flying Forearm that sent Christian to the mat. With Christian reeling, Styles capitalized on the opening, grabbed Christian and transitioned into the Styles Clash with lightning speed. The crowd erupted into cheers as Styles drove Christian's head into the mat with bone-jarring force. The referee dropped to the mat, his hand poised just above the canvas as the tension in the arena reached its peak. The crowd held its breath, every eye fixed on the action in the ring.

"One!"

The referee's voice cut through the silence, echoing throughout the arena as he began the count.

"Two!"

The crowd erupted into cheers and gasps as Styles maintained the pin, his body pressed against Christian's, their fates hanging in the balance.

"Three!"

The referee's hand slapped the mat for the final time, signaling the end of the match.

Winner:
AJ Styles

As the final bell tolled, signaling AJ Styles' victory, the arena erupted into a chorus of cheers and applause. Styles rose to his feet, a triumphant smile gracing his face as he basked in the adulation of the crowd. With a mixture of exhaustion and elation, he raised his arms in victory, soaking in the momentous occasion. The camera fades to black as Styles wins his WWE debut match.

WWE Shop AD

Back from a break as the attention shifts to a scene of chaos backstage. Officials and medical personnel rush about urgently, their expressions etched with concern and confusion. In the center of the chaos lie the Hardy Boyz, once vibrant and dynamic, now sprawled unconscious amidst the wreckage. Tables are shattered, chairs strewn about haphazardly, and the scene resembles the aftermath of a fierce battle. WWE officials scramble to assess the situation, while medical personnel attend to the fallen wrestlers. Concerned murmurs fill the air as the gravity of the situation sinks in. Commentators at ringside are abuzz with speculation, their voices tinged with worry as they attempt to make sense of the unfolding drama and what it means for the Triple Threat Tag Match for the World Tag Team Championships later this evening? Who could be responsible for this brutal attack on two beloved WWE icons? As the camera pans out, leaving the chaos behind, viewers are left with more questions than answers.

As the backstage chaos gradually subsides, the camera cuts to the arena, where the electrifying atmosphere crackles with anticipation. The arena is bathed in a cascade of colorful lights, and the roar of the crowd echoes throughout. The familiar strains of Lita's entrance music, "Lovefurypassionenergy" by Boy Hits Car, reverberate through the arena, igniting a surge of excitement among the fans. The titantron flashes images of Lita's daredevil exploits, eliciting cheers from the audience as they eagerly await her arrival. Amidst the pulsating rhythm of the music, a burst of flames erupts on stage, heralding the entrance of the fiery redhead. Lita emerges, her trademark flame-red hair cascading down her shoulders, as she strides confidently down the ramp, exuding an aura of determination and confidence. Dressed in her signature black tank top and baggy pants, adorned with vibrant tattoos, Lita commands the attention of the crowd with her charismatic presence. She pauses at the edge of the ring, soaking in the adulation of the fans, before vaulting over the ropes with characteristic agility, ready to seize her moment in the spotlight.

As Lita's music fades into the background, the arena lights dim once more, signaling the arrival of the reigning Women's Champion, Victoria. The ominous strains of "All The Things She Said" by t.A.T.u. fill the arena, sending chills down the spines of the audience. A veil of darkness descends over the entrance ramp as Victoria emerges, a formidable figure cloaked in darkness and mystery. Dressed in her signature leather ensemble, adorned with spikes and chains, Victoria exudes an air of intimidation as she prowls towards the ring with purposeful strides. Her icy blue eyes gleam with determination, reflecting the steely resolve that has made her a dominant force in the women's division. With each step, Victoria exudes an aura of power and confidence, exuding an undeniable presence that commands respect. As Victoria ascends the ring steps, she casts a disdainful glance towards her opponent, Lita, silently signaling her intent to crush any challengers who dare to stand in her way. With a flick of her wrist, Victoria removes the Women's Championship belt from her shoulder, holding it aloft in a defiant gesture of defiance.


WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP
LITA vs. VICTORIA


The bell rings, signaling the start of the highly anticipated Women's Championship match between Victoria and Lita. With adrenaline coursing through her veins, Lita explodes out of the corner, launching herself at Victoria with a thunderous tackle that sends the champion reeling. With lightning speed, Lita follows up with a barrage of ferocious right hands, each blow driving Victoria back further and further into the ropes. The crowd erupts into cheers as Lita unleashes her pent-up frustration from this past Monday’s Raw. Victoria, caught off guard by Lita's sudden onslaught, desperately tries to fend off the relentless assault, but the challenger shows no signs of letting up. With each strike, Lita's resolve intensifies, fueled by the desire to dethrone the dominant champion and claim the Women's Championship as her own. Refusing to be deterred, Victoria manages to create some distance between herself and her tenacious opponent, regaining her bearings as she assesses the situation. With a defiant glare, Victoria squares off against Lita, her expression a mask of determination as she prepares to weather the storm and fight back with all her might.

As the match intensifies, Victoria retaliates with a swift kick to Lita's midsection, momentarily halting her onslaught. Seizing the opportunity, Victoria whips Lita into the ropes, but Lita rebounds with lightning speed, ducking under Victoria's attempted clothesline. With a burst of agility, Lita springboards off the ropes, aiming for a high-flying crossbody maneuver. But Victoria counters with remarkable timing, catching Lita in mid-air and effortlessly hitting the fallaway slam. The audience erupts into boos as Victoria pins Lita but Lita just gets the shoulder up. Undeterred, Victoria presses her advantage, relentlessly targeting Lita's weakened midsection with a series of punishing kicks and stomps. With each blow, Victoria seeks to wear down her opponent, determined to prove her dominance and retain her championship reign. But Lita refuses to back down, summoning her inner strength as she fights through the pain, channeling the support of the roaring crowd. With a surge of adrenaline, Lita mounts a defiant comeback, unleashing a flurry of strikes and kicks that catch Victoria off guard. The momentum shifts once again as Lita gains control. With the crowd rallying behind her, Lita ascends the turnbuckle, poised to deliver her signature diving moonsault. With all eyes on her, Lita takes flight, soaring through the air with grace and precision. But Victoria manages to evade at the last moment, rolling out of harm's way and leaving Lita to crash painfully into the canvas below.

As Lita writhes in pain on the canvas, Victoria seizes the opportunity to capitalize on her opponent's vulnerability. With a predatory glint in her eyes, Victoria stalks towards Lita, a sinister smile playing across her lips as she senses victory within her grasp. Closing in on her prey, Victoria grabs hold of Lita's hair, yanking her upright with ruthless efficiency. With a menacing sneer, Victoria hoists Lita onto her shoulders, preparing to execute another devastating maneuver to seal her dominance in the match. But Lita refuses to go down without a fight, summoning every last ounce of her resilience to break free from Victoria's grasp. With a defiant struggle, Lita manages to wriggle out of Victoria's clutches, landing behind her adversary with lightning speed. Before Victoria can react, Lita launches herself off the ropes, executing a breathtaking hurricanrana that sends Victoria crashing to the mat with bone-jarring impact. The crowd erupts into cheers as Lita gains the upper hand once again, her determination shining through as she refuses to back down. Seizing the moment, Lita darts towards the ropes, rebounding with incredible speed as she sets her sights on Victoria. With a burst of adrenaline, Lita unleashes her signature diving crossbody, aiming to crush Victoria beneath her relentless assault. But Victoria proves to be a formidable adversary, countering Lita's maneuver with a well-timed knee to the midsection. The impact knocks the wind out of Lita's sails, leaving her gasping for breath as Victoria seizes control of the match once more. With a ruthless determination, Victoria unleashes a barrage of punishing strikes, methodically wearing down her opponent with each calculated blow. Lita struggles to mount a defense, her energy waning as Victoria asserts her dominance in the ring. Lita, fueled by sheer determination and the support of the fans, refuses to succumb to the champion's onslaught, countering with her own rapid-fire punches and kicks.

The back-and-forth exchange continues unabated, the momentum shifting between Victoria and Lita with each passing moment. The two competitors are locked in a fierce struggle for supremacy, each refusing to back down as they vie for control of the match. With the stakes higher than ever, Victoria attempts to gain the upper hand with a thunderous clothesline aimed at Lita's head. But Lita, displaying lightning-fast reflexes, ducks under the attack at the last possible moment, narrowly avoiding disaster. Seizing the opportunity, Lita rebounds off the ropes with lightning speed, launching herself at Victoria with a breathtaking flying headscissors takedown. The champion is caught off guard by Lita's sudden burst of momentum, crashing to the mat with a resounding thud as the arena erupts into cheers. With Victoria reeling, Lita ascends the turnbuckle with the agility of a seasoned acrobat, poised to unleash her high-flying arsenal on her vulnerable opponent. The crowd watches in breathless anticipation as Lita takes flight, executing a flawless moonsault that connects with devastating precision. The impact reverberates throughout the arena as Victoria absorbs the full force of Lita's aerial assault, the champion writhing in agony on the canvas. Sensing victory within her grasp, Lita goes for the cover, hooking Victoria's leg as the referee slides into position to make the count. One! Two! But Victoria summons her last reserves of strength, defiantly kicking out just before the referee's hand slaps the mat for the third time. Lita ducks under Victoria's incoming strike, countering with a lightning-fast dropkick that sends the champion staggering backwards. Seizing the opportunity, Lita follows up with a jaw-dropping tornado DDT, driving Victoria headfirst into the mat with stunning force.
The crowd erupts into cheers as Lita goes for the cover, her heart pounding with anticipation as the referee slides into position to make the count. One! Two! But Victoria manages to get her shoulder up just in the nick of time, denying Lita the victory and keeping her championship dreams alive. Refusing to be deterred, Lita stays on the offensive, unleashing a relentless barrage of strikes and high-flying maneuvers in rapid succession. With each move, Lita grows more confident, her determination shining through as she relentlessly presses the attack. But Victoria, ever the cunning strategist, manages to weather the storm, countering Lita's offense with a duck of a punch right into a reverse neckbreaker. Victoria slowly goes for the cover

One! Two! NOO

Lita kicks out just with a second to spare. But Victoria, sensing the urgency of the moment, launches herself forward with a thunderous big boot, catching Lita off guard and sending her crashing to the mat once again. With lightning speed, Victoria seizes the opportunity to grasp Lita and attempts to execute her devastating Widow's Peak maneuver. However, Lita, displaying incredible resilience and instinct, manages to counter Victoria's move at the last possible moment, transitioning seamlessly into her own signature Twist of Fate maneuver. The crowd erupts into cheers as Lita capitalizes on the opening, her determination shining through as she ascends the turnbuckle for the second time in the match. With the arena holding its breath, Lita takes flight, executing a picture-perfect moonsault that connects with breathtaking precision. The referee slides into position to make the count, but before he can reach the crucial three, Victoria manages to extend her foot and place it firmly on the bottom rope, breaking the count to the dismay of the crowd. Lita, stunned by the near fall, can hardly believe her eyes as she stares in disbelief at Victoria's resilience. The frustration is evident on her face as she turns to argue with the referee, pleading her case for what she believes should have been the end of the match. Refocusing her attention on the task at hand, Lita waits for Victoria to rise once again, determined to finish what she started and claim the Women's Championship. But Victoria, refusing to go down without a fight, retaliates with a vicious rake to the eyes, stunning Lita long enough to execute her devastating Widow's Peak finishing move. With Lita laid out on the canvas, Victoria seizes the opportunity to make the cover, hooking Lita's leg as the referee slides into position to make the count. One! Two! Three! The bell rings, signaling the end of the match as Victoria emerges victorious, retaining her Women's Championship in a hard-fought battle that will be remembered for years to come.


Winner and
STILL Women’s Champion: Victoria

With the final bell ringing and Victoria's victory affirmed, the arena erupts into a mix of cheers and disappointment. Victoria, clutching the Women's Championship tightly to her chest, rolls out of the ring, a triumphant smirk gracing her lips as she holds the title high in the air for all to see. The crowd sends major heat Victoria’s way. Meanwhile, Lita remains in the ring, her expression a mix of frustration and disappointment as she watches Victoria's celebratory exit. Despite her valiant effort and near-victory, the Women's Championship eludes her grasp once again, leaving her to ponder what could have been.

** AD: WWE SMACKDOWN PRESENTS JUDGMENT DAY ON PPV **

As the adrenaline from the WWE Judgment Day video package slowly fades away, the screen transitions to a scene in Eric Bischoff's office. The camera focuses on Bischoff, who sits behind his desk with a stern expression, his demeanor reflecting the gravity of the situation. Clearing his throat, Bischoff addresses the camera directly, his voice firm and authoritative as he delivers the news to millions of viewers tuning in around the world.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Bischoff begins, his tone measured yet resolute, "due to the unfortunate events earlier tonight, I regret to inform you that the Hardy Boyz will be unable to compete at tonight's Backlash pay-per-view."

A murmur of disappointment ripples through the arena as fans digest the unexpected turn of events, their anticipation for the Hardy Boyz's much-anticipated matchup replaced by uncertainty.

Bischoff continues, his expression grave as he addresses the implications of the situation. "However," he adds, "the Hardy Boyz have rightfully earned their spot in the tag team championship picture, and rest assured, they will receive their opportunity in due time."

The tension in the room is palpable as Bischoff's words hang in the air, leaving the audience on edge as they await the next announcement.
"Tonight," Bischoff declares, his voice unwavering, "we will still witness an epic clash as two formidable teams step into the ring. It will now be a 2-on-2 match, with the World's Greatest Tag Team facing off against the powerhouse duo of Batista and Ric Flair."

As the scene transitions from Eric Bischoff's office, the camera cuts to ringside, where the familiar faces of Jim Ross and Jerry "The King" Lawler come into view. The duo hypes that tag team match for later in the evening.

"Welcome back, folks, to what promises to be an unforgettable night here at Backlash," Jim Ross exclaims, his trademark enthusiasm evident in his voice.

"That's right, JR," adds The King with a nod. "And we want to extend a special thanks to Edgewater for their electrifying song, 'Eyes Wide Shut,' which serves as the official theme song for Backlash here tonight"

"And Coming up Next," JR continues, "we have a showdown of monumental proportions lined up next as Randy Orton defends his Intercontinental Championship against the hardcore legend himself, Mick Foley!"

As JR's words echo through the arena, a motion graphic appears with the Backlash Logo, proceeding to Randy Orton smirking holding the Intercontinental Championship, then onto Mick Foley. The anticipation reaches a fever pitch as the crowd braces itself for the brutal clash that is about to unfold between two titans of the ring. With the stage set and the stakes higher than ever, the excitement in the arena is palpable as fans eagerly await the next chapter in the ongoing saga of Randy Orton and Mick Foley. As the graphic fades to black.


** VIDEO PACKAGE FOLEY/ORTON **

As the anticipation builds for the Intercontinental Championship match between Randy Orton and Mick Foley, the arena lights dim, and the titantron comes to life with a captivating video package chronicling the tumultuous history between the two adversaries. The footage begins with a flashback to WrestleMania XX, where Randy Orton secured a victory over Mick Foley, pinning him in the center of the ring to claim a momentous triumph. The crowd watches intently as the defining moment unfolds, setting the stage for the intense rivalry that would soon ignite between the two superstars. The tension escalates as the footage shows Orton's brutal attack on The Rock, unleashing a vicious assault that left The Great One battered and bloodied in a parking lot confrontation. The crowd reacts with shock and indignation as they witness Orton's ruthless aggression, setting the stage for the inevitable showdown between Orton and Foley. But just when it seems like Orton's reign of terror will go unchecked, the video takes a dramatic turn as Mick Foley makes a triumphant return to Raw, confronting Orton and challenging him to a hardcore match for the Intercontinental Championship. The arena reverberates with excitement as the footage captures the electrifying moment when Foley issues his challenge, his words dripping with determination and defiance. As the video package comes to a close, the anticipation reaches a fever pitch, with fans eagerly awaiting the next chapter in the epic rivalry between Randy Orton and Mick Foley.

The scene shifts backstage to the Evolution locker room. Randy Orton, clad in his ring gear, is seen preparing for the battle ahead, his focus unwavering as he psyches himself up for the challenge. Just as Orton is about to leave the locker room, the door swings open, and Triple H steps into the frame, his presence commanding attention. Without a word, Triple H steps forward, pulling Orton into a firm embrace. The gesture speaks volumes, conveying a sense of solidarity and unity within the ranks of Evolution. With a reassuring pat on the back, Triple H looks Orton in the eye, his voice filled with conviction as he imparts a few words of encouragement. "Tonight, Randy, it's Evolution's night," he says, his tone firm and resolute. "Do what you're set to do. Make us proud." Orton nods in acknowledgment, a sense of determination etched on his features as he absorbs Triple H's words of wisdom. With the weight of Evolution's legacy behind him, Orton straightens his posture, steeling himself for the battle that lies ahead.

As Randy Orton emerges from the Evolution locker room, the atmosphere in the backstage area changes. The camera follows him as he strides purposefully down the corridor, his gaze fixed ahead with a steely determination. The sound of boos echoes through the arena as Orton makes his way towards the entrance ramp, the audience expressing their disdain for the cocky and arrogant young superstar. Orton, unfazed by the reaction, maintains his composure, his confidence unwavering as he prepares to step into the spotlight. As his entrance music hits, the arena erupts into a chorus of jeers and catcalls, the ominous strains of "Burn in My Light" by Mercy Drive serving as the perfect accompaniment to Orton's villainous persona. With each step, Orton exudes an air of arrogance and entitlement, soaking in the negative energy from the crowd like a sponge. He pauses at the top of the ramp, casting a disdainful glance over his shoulder, a smirk playing across his lips as he revels in the reaction of the audience. With a cocky swagger, Orton begins his descent down the ramp, his every movement exuding confidence and swagger. The boos intensify as he taunts the crowd, playing up to his reputation as one of the most despised heels in WWE. As he reaches the ringside area, Orton ascends the steel steps with purpose, his eyes locked on the squared circle ahead. With a final flourish, he vaults over the top rope, stepping into the ring with a sense of entitlement that borders on arrogance. Standing in the center of the ring, Orton raises his arms in defiance, his expression a mixture of smug satisfaction and contempt for the fans who dare to boo him.

As Randy Orton stands tall in the ring, basking in the chorus of boos from the crowd, the anticipation builds for the arrival of his opponent, Mick Foley. The arena is filled with an electric energy, the atmosphere charged with excitement for the hardcore clash that is about to unfold.

Suddenly, the lights dim, and “Wreck hits as the audience erupts into cheers as the hardcore legend makes his entrance, his presence commanding attention as he emerges onto the stage. With a determined look in his eyes, Foley marches down the ramp, his trademark flannel shirt and sweatpants giving him the appearance of a battle-hardened warrior ready for war. The crowd roars in approval, rallying behind their hardcore hero as he prepares to take on Orton in a no-holds-barred showdown. But before Foley even enters the ring, he heads straight for the ringside area, his gaze fixed on the array of steel chairs and tables positioned at ringside. With a knowing grin, Foley reaches under the ring, retrieving an assortment of weapons to add to the carnage that is sure to unfold. The crowd watches in anticipation as Foley brandishes the steel chairs and tables, his every movement calculated and deliberate. The excitement in the arena reaches a fever pitch as Foley tosses the weapons into the ring, setting the stage for a hardcore spectacle unlike anything the fans have ever seen. With the ring now littered with weapons, Foley climbs onto the apron, his eyes locked on Orton as he prepares to enter the fray. The anticipation is palpable as the hardcore legend stands on the precipice of battle, ready to unleash hell upon his unsuspecting opponent in a match that promises to be nothing short of brutal and unforgettable.


HARDCORE RULES MATCH
INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
RANDY ORTON (c) vs. MICK FOLEY


Without wasting a moment, Foley charges towards Orton with a steel chair raised high, aiming for a devastating shot to the head. But Orton, displaying lightning-fast reflexes, narrowly ducks out of harm's way, escaping the brutal assault as he quickly bails out of the ring, seeking temporary refuge from Foley's relentless onslaught. Undeterred, Foley wastes no time in pursuing his adversary, his eyes locked on Orton as he retrieves his signature weapon, the barbed wire bat known as "Barbie." With a menacing grin, Foley closes in on Orton, swinging the deadly weapon with lethal intent. But Orton, ever the cunning strategist, counters Foley's attack with a well-timed drop toe hold, sending Foley crashing face-first onto the unforgiving steel steps at ringside. The impact reverberates throughout the arena as Foley writhes in pain, momentarily stunned by Orton's sudden reversal. Seizing the opportunity, Orton seizes control of Barbie, wielding the weapon with malicious intent as he prepares to unleash a barrage of punishment on his downed opponent. But before Orton can deliver the decisive blow, Foley springs into action, grabbing Orton by the groin in a desperate bid to halt the onslaught.With Orton momentarily incapacitated, Foley seizes the steel chair, his eyes ablaze with determination as he unleashes a thunderous blow to Orton's skull, the sickening sound echoing throughout the arena as the crowd looks on in horror.

Rolling Orton back into the ring, Foley's focus remains unwavering as he begins to set up a table in the corner, a devious glint in his eye as he plans his next move. But before Foley can complete his preparations, Orton, sensing an opportunity, springs into action, summoning all his cunning and guile to turn the tide of the match in his favor. With a sudden thumb to the eye, Orton temporarily blinds Foley, creating an opening to capitalize on his opponent's vulnerability. Seizing the moment, Orton seizes Foley by the body, hoisting him to his feet with deceptive ease. With Foley disoriented and off-balance, Orton wastes no time in executing his next devastating maneuver, swiftly maneuvering Foley into position for a DDT off the middle ropes. The crowd watches in stunned silence as Orton executes the maneuver flawlessly, driving Foley's skull into the steel chair positioned below with bone-jarring impact. The sound of steel meeting flesh reverberates throughout the arena as Foley crashes to the canvas in a heap, the agony etched across his face as he writhes in pain. Orton, his confidence soaring, rises to his feet, a satisfied smirk playing across his lips as he surveys the carnage he has wrought. With Foley incapacitated and the momentum firmly in his favor, Orton stands poised and seizes "Barbie," the barbed wire bat, with sinister intent. With a cold determination in his eyes, Orton charges towards Foley, The crowd holds its breath as the bat connects with Foley's face, the sickening sound of impact echoing throughout the arena.

Instantly, a crimson stream begins to flow from Foley's forehead, the sight of blood sending a shockwave of shock and horror through the audience. Foley grits his teeth against the pain, his expression a mixture of defiance and determination as he refuses to back down in the face of Orton's brutality. As Foley's blood stains the canvas, Orton's sadistic grin widens, his eyes alight with a twisted pleasure at the sight of his handiwork. As the vicious onslaught continues, Randy Orton's sadistic tendencies reach new heights as he grabs "Barbie" once again, intent on inflicting further punishment on Mick Foley. With a twisted grin on his face, Orton grates the barbed wire bat against Foley's already bloodied and battered face, causing the hardcore legend to scream out in agony as the sharp edges tear into his flesh. The sight is gruesome, eliciting gasps of horror from the audience as they witness the brutality unfolding before their eyes. Foley's face is a mask of pain and anguish, his resilience pushed to its limits by Orton's relentless assault. With Foley incapacitated, Orton shows no mercy as he tosses him out of the ring, his sadistic glee evident as he follows his opponent to the outside. Grabbing Foley by the face, Orton delivers a series of vicious right hands, each blow landing with sickening force as he taunts his fallen foe with cruel words and gestures. But Foley, fueled by sheer determination and the desire to overcome his tormentor, refuses to stay down. With a burst of adrenaline, Foley reverses Orton's attempt at a suplex on the rampway, seizing control of the momentum with a sudden burst of energy. Foley hoists Orton into the air and executes a back suplex, sending the legend killer crashing down onto the unforgiving steel rampway grate with bone-jarring impact. The crowd erupts into cheers as Orton writhes in agony, his body contorted in pain as he struggles to regain his bearings.

With the momentum now firmly in Mick Foley's favor, the hardcore legend wastes no time capitalizing on his advantage. Seizing the opportunity to further punish Randy Orton, Foley grabs hold of Orton's head, his fingers digging into the back of Orton's skull with a relentless grip. With a primal roar, Foley throws down head first onto the ramp with Ortons skull meeting the unforgiving steel. Foley does the “bang bang” gesture as he continues to think about how he wants to destroy Orton tonight. Seizing Orton by the arm, Foley rolls him back into the ring, the steel chair lying ominously nearby, a harbinger of the carnage to come. But as Foley prepares to deliver the final blow, a flicker of hesitation crosses his face. With a conflicted expression, Foley hesitates, and throws the chair down to the mat. Suddenly, Foley goes back to the outside of the ring and searches under the ring apron and retrieves a barbed wire steel chair from beneath the apron, the lethal weapon gleaming ominously in the dim light. With a grim determination, Foley reenters the ring, the steel chair gripped tightly in his hands as he closes in on his fallen foe. Without a moment's hesitation, Foley swings the chair with all his might, the barbed wire tearing into Orton's back with brutal efficiency. Blood gushes from Orton's back as the barbs sink deep into his skin, leaving behind a trail of carnage and destruction. The crowd gasps in horror at the sight, the brutality of Foley's attack sending shockwaves of disbelief through the arena. But Foley isn't finished yet. With Orton writhing in agony, Foley waits patiently for his opponent to rise to his feet, his eyes burning with an unbridled fury as he prepares to deliver the final blow. With a primal roar, Foley charges forward, swinging the barbed wire steel chair with unrelenting force. The chair connects with devastating impact, smashing into Orton's face with sickening force. Blood splatters across the ring as Orton crumples to the canvas, his body limp and lifeless in the wake of Foley's relentless assault. With Orton lying prone on the mat, Foley delivers a barrage of right hands, each blow landing with bone-crushing force as he rains down punishment upon his nemesis.

Foley goes out of the ring and searches underneath the ring apron and grabs a barbed wire wooden board and sets it in the ring. As Mick Foley sets up the barbed wire wooden board in the center of the ring, the anticipation reaches a fever pitch, the crowd on the edge of their seats as they await the next explosive moment in this hardcore encounter. With Orton still reeling from the onslaught of punishment he's endured, Foley moves in for the kill, intent on driving his opponent through the unforgiving bed of barbed wire. But Orton, showing signs of resilience, manages to wriggle free at the last moment, slipping out of Foley's grasp with lightning-fast reflexes. In a stunning reversal of fortunes, Orton delivers a reverse backbreaker, stunning Foley and shifting the momentum back in his favor. With Foley momentarily stunned, Orton seizes the opportunity to launch a counterattack, whipping his opponent off the ropes with authority. But Foley, ever the crafty veteran, manages to block Orton's attempt at a powerslam through the wooden board, driving a well-placed kick into Orton's chest to halt his momentum. Undeterred, Foley unleashes a barrage of right hands, each blow landing with thunderous force as he looks to regain control of the match. With Foley poised to deliver a devastating DDT onto the barbed wire board, Orton summons his last reserves of strength and determination. With a sudden burst of energy, Orton counters Foley's maneuver, seamlessly transitioning into his signature RKO in mid-air ON THE BOARD OF BARBED WIRE. The impact is devastating, as Foley's body crashes down onto the barbed wire board with bone-jarring force, the sharp spikes digging into his flesh with merciless precision. Orton, slow to capitalize on his advantage, finally goes for the cover, his movements sluggish as he hooks Foley's leg for the pinfall.The referee's hand slams down for the count, ONE……TWO……. the crowd holding its breath in anticipation as Foley struggles to get his shoulders off the mat but he does at the last possible moment. Orton is beside himself with shock.

Randy Orton, ever the cunning strategist, rolls out of the ring and heads toward the ringside area, his eyes locked on a specific item hidden beneath the apron. The crowd buzzes with anticipation, knowing full well that whatever Orton has in mind will only escalate the brutality of this hardcore match. Reaching under the apron, Orton retrieves a black bag, his sadistic grin widening as he pulls it into the ring. With a theatrical flourish, Orton upends the bag, and thousands of gleaming thumbtacks spill out onto the canvas, creating a hazardous bed of pain in the center of the ring. The audience gasps at the sight, their excitement mingled with a sense of dread for what is to come. Orton turns his attention back to Mick Foley, who is beginning to stir, his eyes glazed but filled with defiance. Seizing the moment, Orton grabs Foley and sets him up for another RKO, this time aiming to drive Foley's face into the thumbtacks. But Foley, ever the resilient warrior, fights back with everything he has left. In a swift, desperate maneuver, Foley shoves Mr. Socko into Orton's mouth, locking in the Mandible Claw. The crowd erupts into a frenzy as Orton flails wildly, his eyes bulging in shock and pain. Foley's grip is unyielding, his fingers digging into Orton's throat as the Mandible Claw takes its toll. Orton's struggles grow weaker, his movements becoming more sluggish as he begins to fade under the relentless pressure. With Orton's resistance waning, Foley releases the hold and drags his opponent towards the corner, his own body wracked with exhaustion and pain. Summoning his remaining strength, Foley lifts Orton to the top rope, intending to deliver a finishing blow. But Orton, driven by sheer desperation, manages to push Foley off the turnbuckle with a burst of energy. Foley falls back-first into the bed of thumbtacks, the sharp points piercing his flesh as he crashes onto the canvas. The arena explodes in a mixture of gasps and cheers, the sight of Foley's body riddled with tacks a testament to the sheer brutality of the match. Blood trickles from countless puncture wounds, yet Foley's expression remains one of grim determination. Orton, seizing the opportunity for a momentary respite, takes a deep breath before launching himself off the top rope with a perfectly executed frog splash. The impact drives the thumbtacks even deeper into Foley's flesh, eliciting a fresh wave of cheers and gasps from the crowd. Orton rolls off Foley, clutching his midsection in pain, but knowing he must capitalize on the moment. Crawling over to his fallen opponent, Orton drapes an arm across Foley's chest, the referee dropping to the mat for the count. The crowd counts along

One! Two!

To everyone's shock, Foley manages to get his shoulder up just before the three-count, the match continuing despite the unimaginable pain and exhaustion etched on both competitors' faces. Randy Orton sits back on his heels, eyes wide in disbelief as Mick Foley's shoulder lifts off the mat just in time to break the pin. The crowd is electric, feeding off the energy and sheer willpower displayed by both competitors. Frustration etches itself deeper into Orton's face as he realizes that Foley will not go down easily. Determined to end the match decisively, Orton rolls out of the ring and retrieves a table from ringside. He slides it back into the ring and sets it up with precision, positioning it in the middle of the ring as the crowd buzzes with anticipation. Orton then turns his attention back to Foley, lifting the battered legend to his feet and tossing him out of the ring, the two warriors spilling to the floor below. The battle continues as both men brawl their way up the ramp, their bodies moving on sheer adrenaline. Each punch, each kick is delivered with a raw intensity, the stakes higher than ever. As they reach the stage, Orton grabs Foley, looking to toss him into the stage set and put an end to this brutal encounter. But Foley, ever resilient, reverses Orton's attempt, using Orton's own momentum against him. With a surge of energy, Foley sends Orton crashing into the stage set, the impact reverberating through the metal and lights. Orton stumbles, teetering precariously on the edge, his body swaying as he struggles to regain his balance. Seizing the moment, Foley charges at the groggy Orton with all the force he can muster. In a breathtaking display of courage and determination, Foley launches himself into a crossbody, colliding with Orton and sending both men plummeting off the stage. The crowd erupts into a frenzy as they crash through a set of tables below, the wood splintering and debris flying everywhere. The arena is filled with a mix of cheers and gasps, the sheer audacity and brutality of the move leaving everyone in awe. Both men lie motionless in the wreckage, their bodies battered and broken from the high-impact fall. Medical personnel and officials rush to the scene, the concern for the well-being of both competitors palpable. As the chaos ensues, the crowd's chants of "Holy shit! Holy shit!" echo throughout the arena, a testament to the incredible spectacle they have just witnessed. The referee checks on both men, ensuring they are still able to continue, the intensity of the match pushing both Foley and Orton to their absolute limits.

Medical personnel rush to the stage, their faces etched with concern as they assess the situation. Mick Foley, ever the warrior, waves them off, his determination to finish the match unwavering despite the toll on his body. With a grimace, Foley drags Randy Orton to his feet, guiding his opponent back down the ramp and towards the ring, each step a testament to his indomitable spirit. Reaching the ringside area, Foley rolls Orton into the ring, the referee and medical staff looking on with concern but powerless to stop the carnage. Foley, his body battered but his resolve unbroken, sets up the barbed wire board in the corner, the sinister device gleaming ominously under the arena lights. Foley grabs Orton and drags him to the corner, placing him against the barbed wire board. With a roar of determination, Foley charges, intending to crush Orton between his body and the barbed wire. At the last possible second, Orton moves, leaving Foley to crash into the barbed wire board, the sharp spikes tearing into his flesh. Seizing the opportunity, Orton capitalizes with a brutal RKO, driving Foley's head into the mat. The crowd erupts, expecting the match to end, but Orton has other plans. Fueled by a sadistic desire to cement his legacy, Orton rolls out of the ring and grabs a gasoline canister from ringside, his intentions clear and horrifying. Orton re-enters the ring and douses the table he had set up earlier with gasoline, the crowd gasping as the pungent smell of fuel fills the air. To add to the impending destruction, Orton grabs a handful of thumbtacks and scatters them onto the gasoline-soaked table, each tack gleaming menacingly. With a sinister grin, Orton lights a match, igniting the table in a roaring blaze. The flames dance and crackle, the heat radiating throughout the arena as the crowd watches in stunned silence. Orton's eyes gleam with a mix of determination and madness as he turns his attention back to Foley. Grabbing his opponent, Orton drags Foley to the top rope, positioning both men precariously above the flaming, tack-covered table. With a final, defiant roar, Orton executes a devastating RKO from the top rope, sending both men crashing through the flaming table in an explosion of fire, tacks, and splintered wood. The impact is cataclysmic, the flames extinguished by the sheer force of their bodies crashing through the table. Orton and Foley lie amidst the wreckage, their bodies wracked with pain and exhaustion. Orton, shaking and barely able to move, drapes an arm over Foley's lifeless body.

The referee drops to the mat, counting the pinfall

One! Two! Three!

Winner and
STILL Intercontinental Champion: Randy Orton

The bell rings, signaling the end of the match. Randy Orton has emerged victorious in one of the most brutal and unforgiving encounters in WWE history. Medical personnel rush into the ring and put the fire out immediately, then proceed to tend to both competitors as the crowd erupts in a mix of awe, horror, and admiration for the sheer brutality and determination displayed by both men. Replays are shown of all the highlights of one of the most grueling matches in WWE history. Back live as Randy Orton is helped to his feet, his body battered but his spirit triumphant, he raises the Intercontinental Championship high, his victory a testament to his resilience and ruthlessness. The camera captures the scene of devastation, Foley lying unconscious amidst the wreckage gets put in a stretcher. Orton looks around confused almost as if he has no idea where he is as the camera fades to black for a break.

The camera cuts to the ring where the announcer is ready to introduce the competitors. The arena lights dim slightly, and the crowd buzzes with excitement. The familiar upbeat and energetic theme music of Torrie Wilson hits the speakers, and the crowd erupts in cheers. Torrie steps out onto the stage, a confident smile on her face as she waves to the fans. Dressed in her signature ring attire, she makes her way down the ramp, high-fiving fans along the way. Torrie exudes confidence and positivity as she climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, posing on the turnbuckles to a loud ovation from the audience.

As Torrie’s music fades, the mood in the arena shifts, and a new, intense theme begins to play. The crowd's reaction is a mix of cheers and boos as Trish Stratus makes her entrance. Trish, a multiple-time Women's Champion, walks out onto the stage with a determined and focused expression. Dressed in her iconic ring gear, she makes her way down the ramp, exuding confidence and poise. Trish acknowledges the fans with a smirk, her eyes locked on Torrie in the ring. Trish climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, immediately moving to the center where she and Torrie come face to face. The tension between them is palpable as they stare each other down, each competitor ready to prove their dominance in the women's division. With both Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus in the ring, the referee signals for the bell, and the match is officially underway.


TORRIE WILSON vs. TRISH STRATUS

Trish takes the early initiative, leveraging her experience to twist Torrie into a wrist lock. Torrie counters quickly, reversing the hold and applying a headlock. Trish pushes Torrie off, sending her into the ropes. On the rebound, Trish attempts a clothesline, but Torrie ducks under and comes back with a flying forearm, knocking Trish to the mat. The crowd cheers as Torrie gains the first significant advantage. Trish rolls out of the ring to catch her breath, but Torrie isn’t about to let her rest. Torrie follows her to the outside, and the two exchange blows near the barricade. Torrie grabs Trish and slams her face-first into the ring apron before rolling her back into the ring. Torrie climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a crossbody, but Trish rolls through, using Torrie’s momentum against her to score a near fall. Back on their feet, Trish shifts the momentum with a series of stiff kicks to Torrie’s midsection, followed by a snap suplex. Trish goes for a quick pin, but Torrie kicks out at two. Frustrated, Trish locks in a sleeper hold, trying to wear Torrie down. Torrie fights to her feet, elbows her way out, and runs to the ropes. She ducks a clothesline from Trish and counters with a neckbreaker, buying herself some much-needed time to recover.

Both women are visibly fatigued, but the match intensifies. Torrie whips Trish into the corner and follows up with a running clothesline. She mounts the turnbuckle and delivers ten punches, much to the crowd’s delight. Trish, however, uses her ring awareness to slip out between Torrie’s legs and pulls her down from the turnbuckle, slamming her to the mat. Trish quickly capitalizes with a Chick Kick, but Torrie somehow manages to kick out at two and a half, showing incredible resilience. The back-and-forth action continues as Torrie fights back with a burst of energy. She hits Trish with a series of arm drags and a dropkick that sends Trish into the ropes. Torrie charges, but Trish counters with a spinebuster, planting Torrie firmly on the mat. Trish goes for another pin, but Torrie again kicks out, this time at the last possible moment. Trish is visibly frustrated, but she keeps her focus, knowing she needs to finish the match. Trish sets up for her signature Stratusfaction bulldog. She hooks Torrie’s head and runs towards the ropes, but Torrie shoves her off at the last second. Trish rebounds off the ropes and walks right into a spinning heel kick from Torrie, who quickly covers for a near fall. Both women are exhausted, but Torrie looks to capitalize. She climbs the turnbuckle for a high-risk maneuver. As she leaps off, Trish catches her mid-air with a dropkick, stunning Torrie. Seizing the moment, Trish pulls Torrie up and sets her up for the Stratusfaction once more. This time, she nails it perfectly, driving Torrie face-first into the mat. Trish covers her, hooking the leg tightly. The referee counts: one, two, three.

Winner:
Trish Stratus

Trish gets booed as she gets her hand raised by the ref. Trish leaves the ring.

As the crowd's applause for the intense match between Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus begins to fade, the arena lights dim, signaling a transition. The giant screen above the stage comes to life with a dramatic video package, focusing on the storied rivalry between Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle.

** VIDEO PACKAGE LESNAR/ANGLE **


The video opens with iconic moments from their epic battles in 2003, showcasing their unforgettable encounters at WrestleMania XIX, Summerslam and their iron man match on SmackDown. Clips of their intense matches and fierce competition play, reminding the audience of the sheer athleticism and determination both men possess.

The scene transitions to their recent interactions on Raw, capturing the growing tension between Lesnar and Angle. Highlights of their intense promos over the past few weeks are shown, with Lesnar proclaiming his dominance and Angle asserting his determination to reclaim his spot at the top. The screen shows Lesnar confidently stating, "Kurt Angle thinks he's the best but that's all a lie, I’m the best and no one can stop me," contrasted with Angle's resolute declaration, "I’ve beaten you before, Brock, and I’ll do it again."

The package then cuts to a pivotal moment from Raw, where Lesnar interferes in Angle's match against Triple H. The crowd watches as Lesnar's brutal F-5 leaves Angle sprawled on the mat, costing him a crucial victory. The screen captures the aftermath, with Angle struggling to his feet, anger and determination burning in his eyes. The video package builds to a crescendo, highlighting the stakes of their upcoming clash. Both men are determined to earn a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship, and their rivalry has reached a boiling point. The match is a submission match. The screen flashes with the words "Lesnar vs. Angle: The Battle Continues," setting the stage for their next epic confrontation.


As the video package ends, the lights in the arena come back up, and the commentators express their excitement and anticipation for the next chapter in the storied rivalry between Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle. Suddenly, the powerful and unmistakable opening notes of Brock Lesnar's theme music hit the speakers. The crowd erupts into a mix of boos and cheers as the man known as Brock Lesnar makes his entrance. Lesnar appears on the stage, his imposing figure silhouetted against the bright lights. With a menacing glare, he bounces on his feet, his intensity palpable. He begins his march to the ring, each step exuding confidence and raw power. The fans reach out, some booing, others cheering, but all are in awe of his presence. Lesnar leaps onto the ring apron, causing the ropes to shake violently, then steps over the top rope into the ring. He paces around the ring, eyes fixed on the entrance ramp, ready for his rival.

The music fades, and the crowd's anticipation grows even louder. The familiar sound of Kurt Angle's entrance music blares through the arena, and the fans explode in cheers. "The Olympic Hero" steps out onto the stage, his intense focus matched by the adoration of the fans chanting, "You suck!" in time with his music, a chant he has turned into a badge of honor. Angle pauses at the top of the ramp, raising his arms to signal the crowd. He then makes his way to the ring with purpose, his eyes locked on Lesnar. Angle climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, immediately going to the corner to pose for the fans, the gold medal around his neck gleaming under the arena lights.

Both men stand in their respective corners, the tension between them almost tangible. The commentators remind the audience of their storied past and the high stakes of this match, setting the scene for what promises to be a brutal and fiercely contested battle. With both competitors in the ring, the referee checks with each man to ensure they are ready. The anticipation reaches its peak as the referee signals for the bell to start the match, and the crowd roars in excitement. Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle, two of the most dominant forces in WWE, prepare to clash once again in a showdown that will determine who will be the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight Championship.


SUBMISSION MATCH
#1 Contenders Match for the World Heavyweight Championship
KURT ANGLE vs. BROCK LESNAR


The bell rings, and the air is thick with anticipation. Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle circle each other, eyes locked, each aware of the other's prowess. Lesnar lunges first, attempting to overpower Angle with a quick takedown, but Angle's experience shines as he sidesteps, grabbing Lesnar's arm and transitioning into a wristlock. Lesnar grimaces, but counters by using his immense strength to lift Angle and slam him down, breaking the hold. Angle rolls through the impact, quickly getting to his feet. Lesnar charges, aiming for a spear, but Angle deftly leaps over him. Lesnar rebounds off the ropes, and Angle catches him with a deep arm drag, followed by another. Lesnar, momentarily disoriented, gets up only to be met by a drop toe hold from Angle, who transitions seamlessly into a front facelock. The crowd roars as the pace picks up.

Lesnar struggles, his massive frame straining against Angle’s grip. He powers up to his feet, lifting Angle into the air and slamming him into the turnbuckle. Angle’s grip loosens, and Lesnar drives his shoulder into Angle's midsection repeatedly, knocking the wind out of him. With Angle slumped in the corner, Lesnar takes a step back and delivers a thunderous belly-to-belly overhead suplex, sending Angle crashing to the mat. Angle clutches his back, but he’s far from done. Lesnar moves in for a follow-up, but Angle grabs his leg, tripping him and transitioning into an ankle lock. The crowd explodes as Angle wrenches Lesnar’s ankle. Lesnar roars in pain, clawing at the mat, and with a tremendous effort, he rolls forward, sending Angle stumbling into the ropes. Both men are back on their feet, and the intensity in the arena is palpable. Lesnar shakes off the pain and charges at Angle again, but Angle sidesteps and captures Lesnar in a German suplex, holding on and delivering two more in quick succession. Angle goes for a fourth, but Lesnar reverses with a standing switch and hits a German suplex of his own. The two titans exchange suplexes, showcasing their incredible athleticism and resilience. Angle, sensing an opportunity, ducks a clothesline and traps Lesnar in a waistlock, transitioning into a vicious rolling knee bar. Lesnar’s face contorts with pain, but he refuses to tap. Using his upper body strength, he drags himself and Angle to the ropes, forcing the break. Angle releases the hold reluctantly, knowing he was close.

Both men get to their feet, clearly feeling the effects of the match. Angle goes for another takedown, but Lesnar counters with a brutal knee to the gut, followed by a spinebuster that shakes the ring. Lesnar quickly transitions into a Kimura lock, trapping Angle’s arm. The crowd is on their feet, watching as Angle struggles to escape. His face is a mask of pain, but he manages to roll through and lock in a crossface on Lesnar. The hold is tight, and Lesnar’s screams echo through the arena. Lesnar, with an incredible show of strength, stands up with Angle on his back and drives him into the turnbuckle, breaking the hold. Both men collapse to the mat, exhausted but unwilling to quit. The referee checks on them, but they both start to stir, determined to continue.

They rise simultaneously, exchanging stiff forearm shots in the center of the ring. Lesnar gains the upper hand, lifting Angle onto his shoulders for an F-5. Angle, showing his ring awareness, shifts his weight and counters into a DDT. The crowd erupts as both men lie motionless for a moment before Angle crawls over and locks in the ankle lock again, this time grapevining the leg. Lesnar thrashes in agony, his hand hovering above the mat as he contemplates tapping out. Summoning all his strength, he rolls through once more, sending Angle crashing into the ropes. Angle is dazed, and Lesnar seizes the moment, locking in a guillotine choke. Angle's face reddens as Lesnar cinches it in tight, cutting off his air supply. Angle's eyes flutter, but he digs deep, managing to maneuver himself into a position where he can grab Lesnar's leg and apply a modified single-leg Boston crab. The hold is excruciating, but Lesnar refuses to quit, using his free leg to push himself up and roll through, reversing the pressure onto Angle. The two warriors untangle, both gasping for breath, their bodies battered and bruised.Lesnar rises first, dragging Angle to his feet and tossing him into the corner. He follows with a series of shoulder thrusts, each one driving the air out of Angle’s lungs. Lesnar lifts Angle onto the top turnbuckle, setting up for a superplex. Angle fights back with a flurry of punches, and in a remarkable display of agility, he flips over Lesnar, landing behind him and hitting a release German suplex that sends Lesnar crashing across the ring.

Angle, sensing victory, moves in for the kill. He grabs Lesnar’s leg and locks in the ankle lock once more. This time, he drops to the mat, grapevining Lesnar’s leg and applying maximum pressure. Lesnar roars in pain, his face contorted with agony. He reaches for the ropes, but they’re just out of reach. The crowd is at a fever pitch, urging Lesnar to tap. With every ounce of strength left in his body, Lesnar manages to inch closer to the ropes, his fingertips brushing them. Angle, sensing the desperation, tightens the hold even more. Lesnar’s hand hovers above the mat, and just when it seems he might tap, he makes one final lunge, grabbing the bottom rope. The referee forces the break, and Angle, exhausted and frustrated, releases the hold. Both men are spent, but Lesnar refuses to stay down. He pulls himself up, using the ropes for support. Angle charges, but Lesnar counters with a devastating clothesline, turning Angle inside out. Lesnar lifts Angle for another F-5, but Angle slides down his back, locking in a rear naked choke. Lesnar flails, trying to break free, but Angle’s grip is ironclad. Lesnar’s movements become sluggish as the choke takes its toll. In a last-ditch effort, he backs into the corner, slamming Angle into the turnbuckle. Angle’s grip loosens, and Lesnar breaks free, staggering forward. Angle, relentless, charges again, but Lesnar catches him and, with a Herculean effort, hits an F-5 out of nowhere. Both men collapse to the mat, utterly exhausted. Lesnar, running on pure adrenaline, crawls over to Angle and locks in a Kimura lock. Angle’s face contorts in agony as Lesnar wrenches the hold. The crowd is deafening, and Angle, realizing he has no escape, taps out. The bell rings, and Lesnar collapses, victorious but utterly spent.

Winner:
Brock Lesnar

The bell rings, and Brock Lesnar is declared the winner. The crowd erupts into a mixture of awe and respect for the incredible display of athleticism and endurance from both men. Lesnar releases the hold and slowly rises to his feet, his arm raised in victory by the referee. Angle, clutching his arm in pain, is helped to his feet, receiving a standing ovation for his valiant effort.

As Lesnar celebrates his hard-fought victory, the commentators reflect on the brutal and technical masterpiece they’ve just witnessed. The stage is now set for Lesnar to challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship, either Triple H or Chris Benoit the winner of tonight's title match. Lesnar directly at the camera signals that the World Heavyweight Championship will soon be his.

Bad Blood Ad

The screen fades from the intense, high-energy promo for the upcoming Bad Blood PPV, highlighting some of the most anticipated matches and rivalries. The excitement in the arena is palpable as the fans are left buzzing with anticipation. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifts as the iconic music of Evolution begins to play, signaling the arrival of the World Tag Team Champions.

The arena lights dim slightly, and a spotlight illuminates the entrance ramp as the unmistakable guitar riffs of Evolution’s theme music echo through the arena. The crowd reacts with a mixture of boos and cheers, acknowledging the dominant force that is Evolution. Batista and Ric Flair, the World Tag Team Champions, emerge from behind the curtain. Batista, with his imposing physique and intense glare, leads the way, followed closely by the legendary Ric Flair, who struts with his signature confidence, adorned in his luxurious robe. As they make their way down the ramp, Batista flexes his muscles and stares down the crowd, exuding power and dominance. Flair, ever the showman, occasionally stops to style and profile, eliciting reactions from the fans. They climb into the ring, Batista over the top rope and Flair through the middle, and pose in the center, raising their championship belts high as their music reaches a crescendo. The crowd’s reaction is deafening, with a mix of admiration and animosity towards the champions.

The lights in the arena shift again as Evolution’s music fades out. The crowd’s anticipation grows once more. The entrance music for The World’s Greatest Tag Team, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas, hits the speakers. The upbeat, energetic theme song signals the arrival of the highly skilled duo. The fans cheer loudly, showing their support for the technically gifted tag team. Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas burst through the curtain, full of energy and determination. They slap hands with fans on their way down the ramp, exuding confidence and focus. The commentators hype up their impressive technical skills and their determination to dethrone Evolution as the World Tag Team Champions. As they approach the ring, both men slide in under the bottom rope simultaneously, quickly getting to their feet. They climb opposite turnbuckles and raise their arms to the crowd, drawing even more cheers. With their music still playing, they jump down and start to limber up, never taking their eyes off Batista and Ric Flair, who stand in their corner, ready for a fight.

With both teams in the ring, the stage is set for an intense and highly competitive match. The referee calls both teams to the center, explaining the rules and ensuring a fair contest. The tension in the ring is palpable as the team's exchange intense stares, knowing that the World Tag Team Championships are on the line. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, ready for what promises to be an unforgettable match. The referee signals for the bell, and the match begins.


WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
WORLD'S GREATEST TAG TEAM vs. EVOLUTION (C)


The bell rings, and Ric Flair starts for Evolution, while Charlie Haas begins for The World’s Greatest Tag Team. The two veterans circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. Flair, using his experience, quickly transitions into a headlock, but Haas counters by shoving him into the ropes and dropping Flair with a shoulder tackle. Flair gets up and tries to lock up again, but Haas ducks under and takes Flair down with a waistlock takedown, showcasing his technical prowess. Flair, feeling the early pressure, scurries to his corner and tags in Batista. The crowd reacts with a mix of boos and cheers as the powerhouse steps into the ring. Haas tags in Shelton Benjamin, and the crowd cheers, anticipating the clash of speed and power.

Batista and Benjamin lock up, and Batista’s strength advantage becomes apparent as he shoves Benjamin into the corner. Batista charges, but Benjamin evades and uses his speed to land a series of quick kicks to Batista’s legs, trying to chop down the bigger man. Batista finally catches one of Benjamin’s kicks and counters with a thunderous clothesline, turning Benjamin inside out. Batista lifts Benjamin and delivers a spinebuster, shaking the ring. He drags Benjamin to Evolution’s corner and tags Flair back in. Flair takes over, stomping on Benjamin’s legs and setting him up for the Figure Four Leglock. Flair struts and yells, "Woo!" before applying the submission hold. Flair locks in the Figure Four Leglock, and Benjamin writhes in pain. The crowd rallies behind him, and Benjamin uses his impressive athleticism to reverse the hold, putting the pressure on Flair. Flair quickly releases the hold and both men scramble to their feet. Benjamin tags in Haas, who charges in and hits Flair with a series of quick suplexes, showing off his technical skills. Haas transitions into an armbar, applying pressure to Flair’s shoulder. Flair, grimacing in pain, reaches for the ropes and finally grabs the bottom one, forcing a break. Haas drags Flair to the center of the ring and tags Benjamin back in. The duo perform a double-team maneuver, with Haas lifting Flair for a back suplex and Benjamin hitting a diving clothesline from the top rope and gets a close two count.

Flair, in desperate need of relief, eventually manages to roll to his corner and tag in Batista. The Animal explodes into the ring, mowing down both Haas and Benjamin with powerful clotheslines. He grabs Haas and throws him into the corner, hitting him with a series of shoulder thrusts. Batista then turns his attention to Benjamin, catching him with a massive spinebuster. Batista signals for the Batista Bomb, lifting Benjamin high into the air. However, Haas saves his partner by delivering a chop block to Batista’s knee, bringing the big man down. The World’s Greatest Tag Team quickly double-team Batista, hitting him with a double dropkick that sends him staggering into the ropes. Benjamin and Haas begin to dominate, using their speed and teamwork to keep Batista off balance. They isolate him from Flair, executing quick tags and hitting a variety of double-team moves. Benjamin hits a superkick that staggers Batista, and Haas follows up with a German suplex, bridging into a submission hold. Batista roars in pain but refuses to submit. Flair, seeing his partner in trouble, rushes in to break the hold, causing the referee to lose control. Flair and Haas brawl, while Benjamin continues to work over Batista.

Just as it looks like The World’s Greatest Tag Team might secure the victory, Big Show and A-Train are standing at the top of the ramp, storming towards the ring with menacing looks. Big Show and A-Train slide into the ring, and chaos ensues. Big Show grabs Haas and tosses him over the top rope like a ragdoll. A-Train catches Benjamin with a devastating bicycle kick, knocking him out cold. Flair and Batista try to fend off the attackers, but Big Show levels Flair with a knockout punch, and A-Train hits another bicycle kick on Batista, sending him crashing to the mat. The referee calls for the bell, signaling a no contest as Big Show and A-Train continue their rampage. The crowd boos loudly, outraged by the interference.

Winner:
No Contest

With the match ending in a no contest due to Big Show and A-Train's interference, the chaos continues to escalate. The crowd's boos grow louder as Big Show and A-Train stand in the ring, looking down at the wreckage they've caused. Evolution and The World’s Greatest Tag Team are left in various states of disarray, but Big Show and A-Train are far from finished. Big Show, with a menacing grin, grabs Shelton Benjamin by the throat and hoists him high into the air. The crowd gasps as they realize what’s coming next. Big Show walks to the edge of the ring and chokeslams Benjamin over the top rope, sending him crashing through the announcers’ table with a thunderous impact. The table shatters, and Benjamin lies motionless in the debris, drawing gasps and chants from the audience.

A-Train, not to be outdone, drags Charlie Haas to the outside of the ring. He lifts Haas onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position, then walks over to the remaining announcers’ table. With a primal roar, A-Train slams Haas through the table with a brutal powerbomb, leaving both members of The World’s Greatest Tag Team decimated amidst the wreckage.

The commentators are in a state of shock and horror, their commentary desks destroyed, equipment scattered, and monitors broken. They scramble to maintain their composure, describing the scene as utter chaos and carnage. One commentator yells, "This is absolute destruction! Big Show and A-Train have just sent a message to the entire WWE tag team division!" As Big Show and A-Train stand tall, the medical personnel rush to the ringside area to check on the fallen wrestlers. EMTs and officials attend to Benjamin and Haas, carefully assessing their conditions amidst the broken tables and shattered equipment. Big Show and A-Train slowly back up the ramp, surveying the damage they’ve caused with satisfied smirks on their faces. The camera captures the triumphant yet ominous expressions on their faces as they reach the stage. They raise their arms in victory, signaling that they are a force to be reckoned with in the WWE.

Wrestlemania XX DVD AD

As the WrestleMania XX DVD advertisement wraps up, showcasing the grand spectacle and unforgettable moments of the event, the screen fades to black. The anticipation builds in the arena as the crowd knows another intense rivalry package is about to unfold.

** VIDEO PACKAGE TRIPLE H/BENOIT **

The video package begins with the climactic moment from WrestleMania XX, where Chris Benoit locks in the Crippler Crossface on Triple H. The footage is dramatic, showing Triple H's face contorted in pain as he struggles to reach the ropes. The commentary highlights the tension and the stakes of the match.

Commentator: "Triple H is in serious trouble here! Benoit has it locked in tight! Can Triple H hang on?"

The screen flashes to the defining moment – Triple H tapping out. The crowd erupts as Benoit is declared the new World Heavyweight Champion. Benoit’s celebration is shown, tears streaming down his face as he holds the title high above his head.

The scene shifts to the aftermath, showing a dejected and furious Triple H backstage. He’s seen throwing objects in the locker room, his face a mask of rage and frustration.

Triple H: "This isn’t over, Benoit! Not by a long shot!"

The video then cuts to a series of confrontations between Benoit and Triple H in the weeks following WrestleMania. Benoit, with a confident smirk, taunts Triple H about his loss.

Benoit: "You tapped out, Hunter! At WrestleMania, in front of the whole world, you gave up!"

Triple H responds with venomous insults, his eyes burning with intensity.

Triple H: "You got lucky once, Benoit. Enjoy that title while you can because I’m coming for it. And this time, I won’t make the same mistake."

The final segment of the video package is intense and brutal. The footage shows Triple H grabbing the World Heavyweight Championship belt and smashing it into Benoit’s face, laying him out cold.

Commentator: "Oh my God! Triple H just took out Benoit with the title belt! What a heinous attack!"

With Benoit down, Triple H picks him up and delivers a devastating Pedigree in the middle of the ring, standing over him with a look of ruthless determination.

Triple H’s voice over the action: "This is just a taste of what’s to come at Backlash, Benoit. That title is coming back to where it belongs."

The video package ends with a dramatic shot of both men staring each other down, the intensity of their rivalry at its peak. The screen fades to black with the words: Backlash - Chris Benoit vs. Triple H for the World Heavyweight Championship

As the intense video package highlighting the bitter rivalry between Chris Benoit and Triple H fades out, the anticipation in the arena reaches a fever pitch. The screen transitions from the final dramatic shot of Benoit and Triple H staring each other down to the live audience. The energy in the arena is electric, with fans on their feet, ready for the next epic showdown.


The lights dim, and the unmistakable opening notes of Chris Benoit's entrance music hit the speakers. The crowd erupts in a chorus of cheers as the World Heavyweight Champion makes his entrance. Benoit steps out onto the stage, his intense eyes focused straight ahead, holding the World Heavyweight Championship belt proudly over his shoulder. He pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking in the admiration from the fans before making his way down the ramp.

Announcer: "Introducing first, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 229 pounds, he is the World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Benoit!"

Benoit walks down the ramp with purpose, his eyes never leaving the ring. He climbs the steel steps and enters the ring, raising the championship belt high above his head, showcasing it to all four corners of the arena. The crowd continues to cheer, firmly behind the champion as he prepares for one of the biggest battles of his career.

The arena's atmosphere shifts dramatically as the lights go out, replaced by a sinister green glow. The opening chords of Triple H's iconic entrance music, "The Game" by Motörhead, blast through the speakers. The crowd erupts with a mix of boos and cheers as Triple H makes his grand entrance, a bottle of water in hand, exuding confidence and intensity.

Announcer: "And his opponent, from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing in at 255 pounds, he is 'The Game,' Triple H!"

Triple H steps onto the stage, water cascading from his mouth as he sprays it into the air, creating a dramatic effect under the lights. He begins his methodical walk down the ramp, his eyes locked on Benoit, who stands ready in the ring. The intensity in Triple H's gaze is unmistakable, promising a fierce and brutal confrontation.

As he reaches ringside, Triple H climbs the ring apron and takes a long swig from the water bottle, tossing it aside before leaning back and spraying a massive mist of water into the air. He steps through the ropes and enters the ring, going to each corner and posing, flexing his muscles and basking in the mixed reaction from the crowd.

With both men now in the ring, the tension is palpable. Chris Benoit hands his championship belt to the referee, who holds it up for all to see, signifying what’s at stake. The referee then hands the belt to the timekeeper and calls both men to the center of the ring for final instructions. The crowd buzzes with anticipation as Benoit and Triple H stand toe-to-toe, exchanging heated glares. The referee steps back, signaling for the bell to ring. The stage is set for an unforgettable clash between two of the most intense competitors in WWE history. The bell rings, and the match is underway.


WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
CHRIS BENOIT (C) vs. TRIPLE H


The bell rings, and both men circle each other, the intensity in their eyes palpable. They lock up in the center of the ring, engaging in a classic collar-and-elbow tie-up. Benoit, known for his technical prowess, quickly transitions into a side headlock. Triple H, leveraging his power, tries to push Benoit off, but Benoit tightens the hold, wrenching Triple H's neck. Triple H manages to shove Benoit into the ropes, and Benoit rebounds with a shoulder tackle, sending Triple H to the mat. Benoit hits the ropes again, but Triple H counters with a hip toss, which Benoit reverses into an arm drag. The crowd appreciates the technical exchange, and both men rise to their feet, staring each other down. Benoit and Triple H engage in another lock-up, this time with Benoit transitioning into a waistlock and taking Triple H down to the mat. Benoit controls Triple H on the ground, displaying his amateur wrestling background. Triple H struggles, managing to reach the ropes to break the hold. As they stand, Benoit delivers a series of stiff knife-edge chops, echoing through the arena and reddening Triple H’s chest. Triple H counters with a knee to Benoit's midsection, followed by a snap suplex. Triple H then grounds Benoit with a headlock, applying pressure and slowing the pace. Benoit, ever the technician, uses his ring awareness to transition into a hammerlock, forcing Triple H to fight back to a vertical base.

Benoit pushes Triple H into the corner and delivers more vicious chops. Triple H retaliates with a rake to the eyes, temporarily blinding Benoit. Triple H capitalizes, whipping Benoit into the opposite corner and charging with a high knee. Benoit stumbles out of the corner, and Triple H plants him with a spinebuster, going for an early cover. Benoit kicks out at two, showing his resilience. Triple H stays on the attack, lifting Benoit and hitting a series of hard right hands, backing him into the ropes. Triple H whips Benoit across the ring, but Benoit ducks a clothesline and catches Triple H with a German suplex on the rebound. Benoit holds on, executing two more German suplexes, drawing cheers from the crowd. With Triple H down, Benoit climbs to the top rope, signaling for the diving headbutt. Triple H rolls out of the way at the last second, and Benoit crashes hard into the mat. Both men lie on the canvas, catching their breath as the referee starts a count. Triple H is up first, and he drags Benoit to his feet, positioning him for a vertical suplex. He holds Benoit in the air for several seconds, showcasing his strength, before dropping him down. Triple H attempts another pin, but Benoit kicks out at two. Frustrated, Triple H locks in a figure-four leglock in the center of the ring. Benoit writhes in pain, fighting to reverse the pressure. The crowd rallies behind Benoit, and he finally manages to turn the hold over, reversing the pressure onto Triple H.

Both men make it to their feet, and the pace quickens. Benoit hits a series of quick snap suplexes, wearing down Triple H. He goes for a sharpshooter, but Triple H kicks him away. Triple H then charges at Benoit, who counters with a drop-toe hold, transitioning into a Crossface attempt. Triple H scrambles to the ropes, breaking the hold before it can be fully locked in. Triple H rolls to the outside to regain his composure, but Benoit follows, delivering a flying forearm smash off the apron. Benoit rolls Triple H back into the ring and follows, but Triple H catches him with a DDT as he enters, regaining control. Triple H lifts Benoit and positions him for a piledriver, but Benoit counters with a back body drop. Benoit attempts to lock in the Crossface again, but Triple H fights out and rolls Benoit into a small package for a near fall. Triple H then hits a high knee, followed by a clothesline that sends Benoit reeling. Triple H goes to the outside and grabs a steel chair, but the referee intervenes, taking the chair away. The distraction allows Benoit to recover, and he dives through the ropes, hitting Triple H with a suicide dive. The crowd erupts as both men are down on the outside, showcasing their determination and willingness to put it all on the line. Benoit rolls Triple H back into the ring and climbs the top rope again, hitting a diving headbutt for a close two-count. Benoit, undeterred, locks in the sharpshooter in the center of the ring. Triple H screams in agony, clawing towards the ropes. After an intense struggle, Triple H finally reaches the bottom rope, forcing the break. Benoit pulls Triple H back to the center and attempts to reapply the sharpshooter, but Triple H kicks him away, catching Benoit off guard. Triple H then hits a neckbreaker, buying himself some time to recover.

Both men are exhausted but continue to trade blows in the center of the ring. Benoit gains the upper hand with a series of European uppercuts, but Triple H counters with a facebuster knee smash, stunning Benoit. Triple H follows up with a spinebuster, hooking the leg for another near fall. Triple H, visibly frustrated, signals for the Pedigree. He sets Benoit up, but Benoit counters, backdropping Triple H to the mat. Benoit then locks in the Crippler Crossface, pulling back with all his strength. Triple H struggles, inching towards the ropes, and just as it seems he might tap, he manages to grab the bottom rope. Benoit drags Triple H back to the center, but Triple H kicks him away. Triple H rises and hits a desperate Pedigree out of nowhere. He crawls into the cover, but Benoit kicks out at the last possible second. The crowd is on their feet, stunned by Benoit's resilience. Triple H, enraged, rolls to the outside and grabs the steel steps, dragging them into the ring. The referee warns Triple H, but he shoves the referee aside and sets Benoit up for a Pedigree on the steps. Benoit counters, dropping Triple H with a catapult into the turnbuckle, causing Triple H to crash face-first into the steel post. With Triple H dazed, Benoit seizes the opportunity and hits a series of rolling German suplexes, the final one planting Triple H on the steel steps. Benoit pulls Triple H away from the steps and locks in the Crippler Crossface once more. Triple H struggles, but this time Benoit is relentless. Triple H fights with everything he has, clawing at Benoit's grip. The crowd is electric, sensing the end. Triple H tries to roll through, but Benoit rolls with him, maintaining the hold. Triple H's hand hovers above the mat, but he refuses to tap, his face turning red from the strain.

Triple H manages to shift his weight, rolling Benoit into a pinning predicament, forcing Benoit to break the hold to avoid being pinned. Both men stagger to their feet, exhausted but determined. Benoit ducks a clothesline and counters with a dragon suplex, bridging into a pin for a near fall. Benoit lifts Triple H and sets him up on the top turnbuckle. Climbing up, Benoit attempts a superplex, but Triple H fights back, shoving Benoit off. Benoit crashes to the mat, and Triple H readies himself for a diving move. However, Benoit springs to his feet and catches Triple H, launching him off the top rope with an arm drag. Both men lie on the mat, utterly spent. The crowd is on their feet, chanting for Benoit. Slowly, Benoit rises and signals for the end. He drags Triple H to the center of the ring and applies the Crippler Crossface for the third time. Triple H, with no energy left, struggles to break free. Benoit wrenches back with all his might, and after an agonizing few moments, Triple H’s hand hovers above the mat and finally taps out. The referee calls for the bell, and the crowd erupts in a deafening roar.

Winner and
Still World Heavyweight Champion: Chris Benoit

Lillian Garcia:
"Here is your winner, and still the World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Benoit!"

Benoit releases the hold and collapses in exhaustion, the referee raising his hand in victory. The camera captures Benoit’s triumphant, yet weary expression as he clutches the World Heavyweight Championship to his chest. The crowd continues to cheer, acknowledging the incredible effort and skill displayed by both competitors in what will surely be remembered as an instant classic. Backlash goes off the air with Benoit standing tall, the World Heavyweight Championship held high, as confetti rains down and the crowd chants his name, celebrating his hard-fought victory over Triple H.
 
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WWE Monday Night RAW - April 5, 2004:

I've been out of the loop since my last check-in, but am curious where we've got with the build towards Backlash this Sunday.

I think the formatting for these shows are solid. They remind me a lot of the writing style and layout I used to adapt before I started using all these fancy gimmicks and graphics I use nowadays. Writing style is really nice and poetic, too.

Really strong opening promo to reveal the upper-echelon of the RAW roster in one segment. The only problem I had with it really was how Chris Benoit, even as World Heavyweight Champion, appears secondary to what lies in the future with Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle lined up and waiting for matches with Triple H. Both worked with Benoit in the past year on SmackDown, far more recently, of course. I do think there's money in a Benoit and Brock program, especially with Benoit as the underdog champion. I guess we'll see once Backlash is out of the way.

Big Show and A-Train were one of those teams that always found their way to the WWE Tag Team Championships whenever I busted out SmackDown: Here Comes the Pain's Season Mode, so much so it's shocking in hindsight to rediscover how few times they actually teamed together. Maybe they are to be the team to turn the World Tag Team Championship picture around.

Christian getting the win against Lance Storm set him up for AJ Styles in AJ's debut this Sunday. The two former partners surely had great chemistry, albeit Storm is an old school babyface jobber-to-the-stars at this point in time. It's great you gave Storm some offense, nonetheless. I do feel like Christian needs more strong wins, but AJ should rightfully get the win in their match at Backlash.

Poor Molly Holly went from the WWE Women's Champion, with hair, heading into WrestleMania XX, to being bald, without gold, and taking the fall in a few short weeks. I mean really, you're protecting Shaniqua for down the line, and Lita is gearing up to meet Lita for the title at Backlash. I didn't really like the heel turn, as Vic really only turned face a few months ago and was getting some great reactions. But alas, the heel side needs more credibility.

I'm glad you decided to go with Randy Orton and Mick Foley at Backlash, a la real life. I just feel like it made a lot more sense. The angle itself on the go-home show was some of your finest work yet, in terms of quality and magnitude of the angle.

I am highly curious about Brock Lesnar's eventual match with Triple H, and how in turn we might see Evolution play a factor. I think a Lesnar and Batista television match, or later storyline, is an obvious no-brainer.

I was very surprised to see Shelton Benjamin sinch a win over Batista here, but it fit with what he had going for him in 2004. Hopefully this isn't the end where that came from. No doubt Ric Flair must be kicking himself to witness his protege lose to a member of the World's Greatest Tag Team. As for Charlie Haas and Benjamin, they had some fun matches with the Hardy Boyz in their renaissance run in 2007 - I expect no different here.

Fun melee with Trish Stratus and Torrie Wilson, adding more depth to Trish's new heel persona. I feel like once they linked her with Christian, they severely downplayed Stratus's credentials as an in-ring talent. I am hesitant about seeing Torrie compete in a live pay-per-view match, that said.

Disappointing to see a disqualification finish in the tag team main event, after being built so well. Admittedly every tag team main event in RAW around this time was the biggest in show history, and to be fair, this bout consisted of the four top guys on the show. It is telling you chose to have Triple H save Brock Lesnar from tapping to the Crossface, before getting heat on Chris Benoit.

Another strong show, with much to look forward to on the Backlash card. A four-match card made me feel like we could have used another segment or match just to round it out, personally speaking. It was also very in-ring heavy, with not a great deal happening backstage and with minimal sight of Eric Bischoff. It's a shame we also don't really know what's been happening on Heat, if anything at this point in time. The build for Backlash was the focal point, and rightly so - it should be a true display of your creativity in this project's young stages.


WWE Thursday Night SmackDown - April 8, 2004:

The WWE Draft is really benefitting the shows as we move away from WrestleMania, I feel.

Lengthy video package to open the show. With such a long way to go still until Judgment Day, I guess a match of that size and magnitude really makes a show like that a must-see and will help the buyrate. It's just a shame it's on a two-day tape delay. It read like something that should have happened in 2001, and by all rights, maybe it should have. In 2004, I'm less looking forward to this match and how you pull it off though, and seeing where Steve Austin and Goldberg's futures lie after the match. Will Austin go back into retirement? Will Goldberg stick around? What is Shane McMahon's role as the member of authority in this period?

It was a little quick to go to a commercial break, but with Edge's entrance it built anticipation towards the WWE Championship Tournament match. I maybe wouldn't have beaten Bradshaw this quickly, but really this was a tricky match to book with two talents that are on the ascension. Edge is presumably the tournament favorite, but perhaps it could be better longterm if he loses in the finals, against whomever. Either way, it's a shame the title match at Judgment Day will most likely be overshadowed by Steve Austin and Goldberg's big dream match.

Eddie Guerrero mingling after Edge's big win surely had to be an indication of what's to follow. After their series in 2002 that really helped Edge above anything else in his singles career up until that point, I've no question that Eddie could be the guy to help boost Edge to the main event scene, if that is the way things go. The focus was obviously on Eddie and Shawn Michaels, and I'm wondering how this could influence the title picture moving forward. Michaels, like Bradshaw and Edge, really needs a big win, but do we really want to beat Eddie for the WWE Championship yet?

So much for Garrison Cade's push, losing to Scotty 2 Hotty. I guess it did set up the post-match, and it does set up a probable WWE Tag Team Championship match. Rikishi and Scotty make a great babyface tandem, but they were destined to be transitional champs at the time they won them, No Way Out 2004. I just wonder if it's too soon for Cade and Mark Jindrak to win gold, given how little we still know about them... Or perhaps that comes later when they are already champions. Either way, it's a better move to have this on television than on the pay-per-view next month.

It was perhaps most surprising to see Chavo Guerrero eat the pin in the cruiserweight tag team match. Granted he did take both finishes from Rey Mysterio and Paul London, but Chavo Classic not being included in the finish is amusing to read. Rey getting the WWE Cruiserweight Championship match a Steel Cage match is...quite the stipulation. Their multiyear feud was always great from an in-ring perspective, but I am surprised this wasn't made to be a Ladder match, or something of that nature. It's also pretty early to be announcing this, with still four weeks of television to go.

Uncharacteristically babyface promo from Paul Heyman, making the Triple Threat match next week. I would have probably held off on making the Steel Cage match stipulation until after that WWE Cruiserweight Championship match was out of the way, honestly. I can't see anything changing between now and Judgment Day. Let's just hope Chavo Classic doesn't win the title, lmao. I liked the interplay between Chavo Guerrero and his father. I would like more squabbling from the two for added funsies, though. Chavo becoming angered by his father's high expectations and traditional methods of parenting would turn this into a hilarious dynamic.

Very shocking win for John Cena against The Undertaker, one I don't think I agree with. Cena was unquestionably on the rise in 2004, but was still quite a way off the main event star he would eventually become. On the contrary, Undertaker is fresh off becoming the Deadman again and I feel like it is a shame to miss out on a potential Eddie Guerrero and 'Taker feud. Shawn Michaels' involvement made things even more interesting, in his first interaction with Undertaker since 1998. This looks to be a future direction, though one I hope we don't see just yet. When it comes to Cena and Edge, I'm still of the belief Edge should win the tournament and get the title shot, but what happens if he does? Edge always was a better heel than a face...

Great stuff this week. I'll be back to give Backlash a read in the coming days.
 

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Hey everyone, I know it has been a hot minute. Life has been busy this summer. This will continue and will pick up where I left off with Raw but it will be a recap/condensed overview of the April 12th Episode. Will pick up with full episodes with this weeks Smackdown.​

“BACKLASH FALLOUT”
Raw April 12, 2004


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Benoit/Lesnar share words en route to a Bad Blood title bout
24 hours after an electrifying Backlash, Raw continues in Albuquerque, NM. The evening's drama escalates as Brock Lesnar strides confidently to the ring, fresh off his grueling submission victory over Kurt Angle. Having earned the right to face Chris Benoit for the World Heavyweight Championship at Bad Blood, Lesnar takes the mic and addresses the crowd with a mix of determination and arrogance. "Last night at Backlash, I proved once again why I am the most dominant force in the WWE. Kurt Angle, an Olympic Gold Medalist, tapped out. And now, I have my sights set on the World Heavyweight Championship. Chris Benoit, you're tough, you're relentless, but you're not unstoppable. At Bad Blood, I'm taking that title, and there's nothing you can do about it." Chris Benoit, the World Heavyweight Champion, interrupts, making his way to the ring to confront Lesnar. With a microphone in hand, Benoit meets Lesnar's gaze. "Brock, you may have beaten Kurt Angle, and I have all the respect in the world for Kurt Angle. He’s one of the best to do it in this ring, but you're stepping up to THE BEST to ever do it in this ring. I’m the World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Benoit. I've fought too hard and come too far to let someone like you take this title away from me. At Bad Blood, you're going to find out exactly why they call me the Rabid Wolverine." The tension between the two intensifies as they stand nose to nose. Lesnar smirks, stepping closer to Benoit. "Chris, you can bring all the intensity you want, but it won't be enough. I've beaten the best this business has to offer, and you're no exception. You might be the champion now, but come Bad Blood, that title is coming home with me." Benoit doesn't back down, his eyes locked on Lesnar's. "Brock, I've faced monsters before, and I've beaten them. You're just another obstacle in my path, and trust me, I'll find a way to overcome you. At Bad Blood, you're going to learn that heart and determination are stronger than muscle and arrogance." The crowd buzzes with anticipation as the two men continue to stare each other down. Suddenly, Lesnar grabs Benoit's World Heavyweight Championship belt and raises it above his head triumphantly, prompting Benoit to tackle Lesnar to the mat. A brawl ensues, with both men trading powerful blows until officials rush in to separate them. Lesnar, his face contorted with rage, shouts at Benoit, "That title is mine!" while Benoit, equally furious, responds, "You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead hands!" The explosive confrontation sets the stage for an epic showdown at Bad Blood.

An Angry Game; Angle vs. Flair Main Event
The evening's drama escalates when a chaotic backstage scene unfolds, setting the tone for the night. The camera fades in from black to a furious Triple H storming into the building. Facing a mask of fury after his defeat at Backlash, he shoves aside a production assistant and creates a path of destruction, tossing equipment and knocking over tables. As he rounds a corner, Triple H spots Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas, the World's Greatest Tag Team, laughing and talking amongst themselves. "You think something’s funny? You think my loss is a joke to you?" he snarls. Before Benjamin and Haas can respond, Batista and Ric Flair appear from behind and launch a vicious attack. The two-on-two brawl is intense, with Batista and Flair showing no mercy. Triple H soon joins in, grabbing Benjamin and throwing him into a stack of crates. Batista slams Haas into the wall, while Flair's knife-edge chops leave red welts on Haas's chest. Triple H grabs a steel chair, smashing it across Benjamin’s back. The sound echoes through the hallway as Benjamin falls to the floor, writhing in pain. Haas tries to crawl away, but Batista pulls him back and delivers a spinebuster onto the concrete floor. Triple H, not satisfied yet, lifts Benjamin and sets him up for the Pedigree, slamming Benjamin's face into the hard floor with brutal force. Haas, trying to get to his feet, is dragged to the center of the hallway and receives another devastating Pedigree. With both members of the World's Greatest Tag Team lying motionless, Triple H, Batista, and Flair stand tall, surveying the carnage they have caused. "You see this? This is what happens to anyone who disrespects me. This is my domain, and you will all learn to fear The Game!" Triple H declares, his voice filled with menace. The brutal display leaves a lasting impact, with the message clear: Evolution will not tolerate any disrespect. Later on Raw, Kurt Angle checks on the battered Haas and Benjamin. Furious at the unprovoked attack, he challenges any member of Evolution to a one-on-one match. Ric Flair, ever the showman, accepts the challenge, setting the stage for a highly anticipated main event. The match between Angle and Flair is a hard-fought battle, with Flair using his veteran wiles to try and outmaneuver Angle. As the bell rings, Flair tries to assert his dominance with a series of knife-edge chops, but Angle responds with his signature suplexes, showcasing his incredible strength and technique. The two legends exchange holds and counters, each trying to outdo the other. Flair's experience is evident as he targets Angle's knee, attempting to weaken him for the Figure Four Leglock. Angle, however, demonstrates his resilience, countering Flair's moves and delivering a series of German suplexes that leave the crowd roaring in approval. Just when Angle seems poised for victory, locking Flair in the Ankle Lock, the sinister duo of Batista and Triple H storm the ring, causing a disqualification. The assault on Angle is relentless. Batista and Triple H pummel Angle while Flair delivers his signature chops. Angle fights back valiantly, managing to land a few punches on his attackers, but the numbers game proves too much. Batista's power and Triple H's ruthlessness are overwhelming, leaving Angle struggling to stay on his feet. The crowd erupts in boos as Evolution stands over Angle, who writhes in pain, their dominance unchallenged. Officials rush to the ring, trying to separate the attackers from Angle, but the damage is done. Evolution has made their statement, and their message is clear: they are a force to be reckoned with.

Christian vs. Styles II; A surprise return
The much-anticipated rematch between Christian and AJ Styles, dubbed "Christian vs. Styles II," was an exhilarating encounter that kept the WWE fans on the edge of their seats. From the moment the bell rang, both competitors exhibited their technical prowess and high-flying abilities, captivating the crowd with every move. The match started with a series of fast-paced exchanges, showcasing the agility and skill of both superstars. Styles took control early, using his quickness to outmaneuver Christian with a series of arm drags and dropkicks. However, Christian, ever the wily veteran, countered with his ring intelligence, slowing the pace with a methodical ground game, targeting Styles' legs to cut down his aerial offense. As the match progressed, the momentum swung back and forth. Christian executed a picture-perfect reverse DDT, followed by a near-fall after a diving headbutt from the top rope. Styles responded with his signature Pele Kick, turning the tide in his favor. The crowd erupted as Styles attempted the Phenomenal Forearm, but Christian countered mid-air with a devastating Spear, earning another close two-count. The intensity reached a fever pitch when Styles attempted a Styles Clash, only for Christian to reverse it into the Killswitch. Just as Christian was about to secure the victory, Styles wriggled free, and in a stunning display of athleticism, he hit an enzuigiri, followed by a springboard 450 splash. The crowd gasped as Christian barely kicked out at two. In the closing moments of the match, Styles seized the opportunity, lifting Christian for the Styles Clash once more. This time, he successfully planted Christian into the mat, securing the three-count and the hard-fought victory. As Styles celebrated his victory, the mood shifted when Raw General Manager Eric Bischoff's music hit, and he made his way to the ring with a microphone in hand. Eric Bischoff: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have an important announcement. Effective immediately, WWE management has decided to lift the suspension of Chris Jericho!" The crowd's reaction was jubilant, As Bischoff exited the ring, the cheers turned to shock as Chris Jericho stormed through the crowd, hopped the barricade, and slid into the ring, attacking Christian from behind. Jericho unleashed a vicious assault, pummeling Christian with a series of punches and kicks. Jericho grabbed a steel chair from ringside and struck Christian across the back, leaving him writhing in pain on the mat. With a sinister grin, Jericho locked Christian in the Walls of Jericho, wrenching back with all his might. Officials rushed to the ring, desperately trying to pry Jericho off. After what felt like an eternity, Jericho finally released the hold, leaving Christian battered and broken in the center of the ring.

Orton makes it clear; THE LEGEND KILLER IS THE FUTURE!!!
Last night at Backlash in one of the most barbaric matches in WWE history between Mick Foley and Randy Orton, Orton showed why he is indeed the Legend Killer. Fast Forward 24 hours later….The familiar sound of Orton’s entrance music blared through the speakers, and he made his way to the ring with a smug smile and a microphone in hand. The crowd greeted him with a chorus of boos mixed with some cheers from his supporters. Orton stepped into the ring, soaking in the reaction from the fans. "Last night at Backlash, I didn’t just win a match. I made history. I didn’t just defeat Mick Foley; I retired him. I put an end to the so-called Hardcore Legend’s career once and for all!" The crowd's boos grew louder, but Orton reveled in their disdain, pacing around the ring with an air of supreme confidence. "You see, Mick Foley thought he could stand toe-to-toe with the Legend Killer. He thought his years of experience, his hardcore matches, and his crazy stunts would be enough to take me down. But what Mick Foley didn’t realize is that time has passed him by. He’s nothing more than a relic of a bygone era, while I am the future of this business!" Orton paused, his smirk widening as he looked around the arena, feeding off the negative energy from the crowd. "And it’s not just Foley. Oh no, I’ve taken down other legends too. Remember The Rock? The Great One? The People’s Champion? I took him out and he hasn’t been seen since. The Rock thought he could come back and outshine me, but just like Foley, he found out the hard way that I am the present and the future of the WWE!" The crowd erupted in a mixture of boos and chants of “Rocky! Rocky!” Orton waved them off dismissively. "You can chant his name all you want, but the fact remains that I retired him. I sent him back to Hollywood with his tail between his legs and he will never be seen in this company ever again. And now, after retiring Mick Foley and The Rock, I stand here with no worthy competition. There isn’t a single person in that locker room who can touch me. I’ve taken out legend after legend, and quite frankly, I’m getting bored." Orton stopped in the center of the ring, lifting his arms in a cocky pose as the crowd’s boos intensified. "So here’s the deal. If there’s anyone back there who thinks they have what it takes to step up to the Legend Killer, I’m issuing an open challenge. Come out here, and I’ll show you exactly why I am the future of WWE!" The arena went silent for a moment, and then an unfamiliar theme song began to play. The Titantron lit up with the name “Samoa Joe” as the massive figure of Samoa Joe appeared on the stage. The crowd was unsure of how to react, as this was Joe’s first appearance in WWE. He made his way down the ramp with a determined look, eyes locked on Orton. Orton, laughing, looked Joe up and down, clearly unimpressed. "Who the hell is this? Some obese dude thinks he can step up to me? This is rich!" Joe entered the ring, standing toe-to-toe with Orton. Orton, still laughing, asked, "You must be joking, right? You think you can just walk out here and challenge the Legend Killer? Do you even know who I am?" Joe snatched the microphone from Orton’s hand, the crowd now buzzing with anticipation. "Let me introduce myself properly. My name is Samoa Joe. And Randy, I’m not just some ‘obese dude.’ I’m your worst nightmare. I’m your Samoan nightmare." Orton’s laughter quickly faded, replaced by a look of confusion and slight concern. Before he could respond, Joe exploded with a barrage of strikes, catching Orton off guard. The crowd erupted as Joe unleashed his fury, tossing Orton into the corner and delivering a series of brutal chops and punches. Orton tried to fight back, but Joe was relentless, hitting a vicious enzuigiri that sent Orton staggering. Joe lifted Orton up and slammed him down with a thunderous Uranage, leaving the Legend Killer writhing in pain on the mat. Joe picked up the microphone again, standing over Orton’s fallen body. "You see, Randy, you may think you’re the future, but your future just got a whole lot darker. I’m here to bring you a world of pain, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Welcome to your Samoan nightmare." Joe dropped the microphone on Orton’s chest, standing tall as his theme music played again. The crowd was in a frenzy, cheering for Joe’s unexpected and impactful debut.

Trish Stratus vs. Torrie Wilson III; Chaos erupts in the Women's Division
The crowd roared with anticipation as Torrie Wilson and Trish Stratus entered the ring for their third and decisive encounter. The match began with Torrie using her strength to push Trish into the corner, but Trish quickly retaliated with arm drags and a dropkick. The momentum shifted back and forth, with Torrie delivering powerful suplexes and clotheslines, and Trish countering with kicks and a Lou Thesz press. Both women showed incredible resilience, kicking out of multiple pin attempts. Torrie attempted a high-risk crossbody, but Trish rolled out of the way and capitalized with a high-flying splash, which Torrie kicked out of at two and a half. The match continued with intense exchanges, and Torrie hit a spinebuster, but Trish kicked out again. In the climax, Torrie set up for her finishing move, the Nose Job, but Trish escaped and hit a desperation Chick Kick. Both women collapsed, and after a tense count, Trish hit the Stratusfaction perfectly, securing the pinfall victory. Trish Stratus emerged as the victor in this grueling battle, standing tall as the crowd cheered for the hard-fought contest.After her grueling match, Trish Stratus stood victorious in the ring, demanding a microphone and taunting the crowd, boasting about her performance. As the audience jeered, she called out Victoria, claiming to be the best in the division. Victoria, the Women's Champion, arrived and the two exchanged heated words. Victoria declared herself the true champion, but before the confrontation could escalate, Lita interrupted, seeking revenge for her loss to Victoria at Backlash. Victoria shoved Trish into Lita, sparking a brawl between Trish and Lita. Officials struggled to separate them as the show went to commercial. Returning from the break, the fight continued backstage. Trish and Lita battled fiercely, crashing through equipment and throwing punches. The chaos escalated until Victoria appeared and attacked both women with her championship belt, leaving them unconscious. Victoria stood triumphantly over her fallen rivals, declaring that neither would ever become champion as long as she reigned. The scene ended with referees and medical personnel attending to the injured Trish and Lita.


ADDITIONAL HAPPENINGS ON RAW:

Big Show & A-Train admit to Backlash Assault on the Hardy Boyz; A-Train defeats Billy Gunn;

Big Show and A-Train admitted to their attack on the Hardy Boyz at Backlash, revealing their intentions to dominate the tag team division. Following the confession, A-Train faced Billy Gunn in a match, emerging victorious. After the match, Big Show and A-Train addressed Evolution, declaring that they couldn't hide forever and issuing a challenge for the World Tag Team Championships for next week. Later in the evening Eric Bischoff made the match official for next week!!
 

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I'm really digging this diary. I certainly enjoyed how you reshuffled the rosters with Kurt Angle and Brock Lesnar going to RAW and Shawn Michaels and Goldberg going to SmackDown. It certainly opens the door for intriguing storylines going forward. But I really enjoy seeing AJ Styles and Samoa Joe in 2004 WWE. Unrealistic perhaps, but still an awesome notion. Keep up the great work.
 

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Thought I'd post some thoughts in here as really hoping this BTB is still active. Will start off by saying Benoit/Lesnar in an awesome pairing so glad to see this being booked. Only thing is Benoit saying I've faced monsters like you before almost sounds like they've never faced. They had an EPIC match in late 2003 for the WWE Championship with the dack stecked against Benoit, could have been cool to refer to that and how things are different this time. Either way, promo between these two was fine though.

If you're setting up a WGTT and Angle/Evolution match, that's awesome. I'm all for that. The attack from Evolution was fine, however Angle wanting revenge, yet then getting a match with the one Evolution member who didn't participate in the attack was strange. I would have figured he would have wanted to face one of the other three, even if Angle/Flair would have been a fun Raw match.

Christian/AJ sounds like a good match and AJ getting the win sounds good, since Christian will obviously continue feuding with Jericho. Maybe a bit nit picky here but in 2004 it was still the Unprettier, not the Killswitch.

Honestly, I did a bit of a double take when I can read AJ's name in here, but I could deal with one, but bringing in Samoa Joe is a lot, especially when the rosters were already relatively strong around this time. Orton's promo was good though, and it's a big debut for Joe.

Trish/Lita both chasing Victoria and the Womens Title works and I thought the executing of creating drama between them was done really well on this show.

A Train and Show push as a killer team is nice to see. Didn't expect to see them facing Evolution. Assuming The Hardyz might get involved or something, but for now, their arc progressed fine on this week's show.

I picked on a few execution things but really enjoying this as a whole. Bad Blood card looks like it can be pretty damn good if we're going Benoit/Lesnar and AngleWGTT/Evolution. Hoping to see more from you.
 
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Catching up with this, I'm glad to see Backlash was given the care it deserved. Your first pay-per-view, and with so much changing you have obviously already made it your own, with the WWE Draft owing valuable to that. AJ Styles winning was not a surprise at all, but I would hope he isn't pushed too quickly to the top. I think in early 2004, a lot of people still saw Styles as that up-and-coming guy on the independent scene, and while a former NWA World Heavyweight Champion, management may have felt he still had a long way to go. I hope Christian gets good progression in 2004.

Randy Orton defeating Mick Foley a la real life was the best way to go. I may have not gone guns blazing with the fire, but it made for some great writing. I would hope that this is the last time for a while that Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle face off - by this point, they'd had all different kinds of matches in the past year. Lesnar with the win makes for a compelling program building into the summer months, but I was more surprised to see Chris Benoit remain World Heavyweight Champion over Triple H. The reign of terror was well past its' peak at this point, but somehow went on through to 2005. Benoit, in fairness, was not a strong champion, albeit a deserving one. There is a natural story here with Benoit being unable to beat Lesnar for the WWE Championship in their days on SmackDown, so that should be interesting - it's just hard to not think about what Triple H will go on to do next.

I'm seeing a lot more projects pick up the broad overview of television recaps in recent months. I don't think it's something I'll ever do myself, just because I think writing for television is an artform in itself (I am a TV graduate after all), but I can't deny it definitely helps productivity and balance in quality. Samoa Joe, much like AJ Styles, is a questionable hiring. Arguably at the peak of his run in Ring of Honor at the time, I struggle to imagine him here. At least there is potential in a Joe and Brock Lesnar story around this time, and of course Kurt Angle is still here too. A lot of star power on RAW right now, it may prove difficult for a lot of the undercard to progress.
 

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Thursday Night Smackdown #244
04/15/04


“WWE CHAMPIONSHIP #1 CONTENDERSHIP TOURNAMENT FINALS”

Location: Conseco Fieldhouse - Indianapolis, Indiana

SmackDown kicks off with a bang as the show’s theme music gives way to the familiar entrance of Shawn Michaels. The arena lights flicker in a dazzling display as “The Heartbreak Kid” struts down the ramp, wearing his signature leather jacket and aviator sunglasses. The crowd greets him with a mix of cheers and boos, the atmosphere electric as he steps into the ring with a confident smirk.

Michaels takes a moment to soak in the reaction before raising the microphone to his lips. "Last week," he begins, pacing the ring with a casual swagger, "I found myself in the ring with The Undertaker, and let me tell you, what happened wasn’t part of the plan. That kick? It wasn’t meant for him, but accidents happen, right?" Michaels pauses, letting the tension build as the crowd hangs on his every word.

"But here’s the thing," Michaels continues, his tone shifting from casual to serious. "The next time I step into the ring with The Undertaker, there won’t be any accidents. Every kick, every strike, will be delivered with intent. I won’t hesitate. I won’t hold back. Deadman, I’m not just coming for you—I’m coming to end you." The crowd reacts with a mix of gasps and boos, fully invested in Michaels' bold declaration.

Michaels then shifts his focus, his eyes narrowing as he speaks directly to the camera. "But let’s not forget what I’m really after. John Cena, I’ve got my sights set on that United States Championship of yours. Tonight’s finals? I’ll be watching closely, very closely. He paces the ring, the intensity of his words sinking into the audience. "Cena, you may think you’re tough, but you’ve never faced anyone like me. In my eyes you are nothing but a rookie in a grown man's game. You’ve never faced The Heartbreak Kid."

Suddenly, the arena plunges into darkness. The lights flicker and then go out completely, leaving the crowd in eerie silence. The tension is palpable as the darkness lingers for several seconds. When the lights finally return, The Undertaker is standing in the ring, his presence immediately sending chills down the spines of everyone in the arena. He glares at Michaels, but before The Phenom can take a step, the camera cuts to the entrance ramp. Shawn Michaels is nowhere to be found, having vanished into thin air. Just as the crowd begins to process what’s happening, the arena is rocked by a sudden explosion of pyro from the ring posts. The lights flicker again, and when they stabilize, Kane emerges from under the ring in a shocking ambush. The Big Red Machine doesn’t waste a second, immediately launching a brutal assault on his brother. The crowd watches in stunned silence as Kane hammers away at The Undertaker with relentless fury.

Kane grabs The Undertaker by the throat, lifting him high into the air and delivering a thunderous chokeslam. The mat shakes from the impact, but Kane isn’t finished. With a crazed look in his eyes, he hoists The Undertaker up again, delivering a second chokeslam, each one more devastating than the last. The audience watches in horror as Kane, his face twisted with rage, delivers a third and final chokeslam, sending The Phenom crashing to the mat. But Kane’s assault is far from over. With a twisted grin, he drags The Undertaker to the center of the ring, lifting him up for a tombstone piledriver. The crowd gasps as Kane delivers the first tombstone, driving The Undertaker’s head into the mat with bone-crunching force. The arena is filled with shocked murmurs as Kane, refusing to let up, picks his brother up again and delivers a second tombstone.

The crowd is in a frenzy, but Kane isn’t done. He hoists The Undertaker up one more time, his face a mask of fury, and delivers a third and final tombstone. The Undertaker lies motionless in the center of the ring, but Kane’s madness knows no bounds. With a sinister laugh, he begins tearing at the ring mat, creating a gaping hole in the center. The arena is filled with tension as Kane raises his arms, and flames burst from the hole in the center of the ring , casting an eerie glow over the scene. The crowd watches in disbelief as Kane drags The Undertaker toward the fiery abyss. The flames intensify, licking at the edges of the hole as Kane lifts The Undertaker and throws him into the inferno below. The arena is engulfed in chaos as Kane, standing tall amidst the flames, watches his brother disappear into the fiery pit. The last image the crowd sees is Kane, silhouetted against the flames, his eyes burning with hatred and vengeance. The screen fades to black, leaving the audience in stunned silence.

Commercial Break

The WWE Tag Team Championship match is set to begin, and the atmosphere in the arena is electric. The challengers, Lance Cade and Mark Jindrak, make their entrance first. Cade and Jindrak walk down the ramp with a cocky swagger, exuding confidence as they stare down the crowd. Their smug grins and dismissive attitudes earn them a chorus of boos as they enter the ring, ready to dethrone the champions.

The arena erupts with cheers as the champions, Scotty 2 Hotty and Rikishi, make their way to the ring. Their infectious energy and fan-friendly antics have made them crowd favorites. Scotty dances down the ramp, hyping up the audience, while Rikishi follows with his signature headband and sunglasses, slapping hands with fans. The champions hand their titles to the referee, signaling their readiness to defend their gold.

WWE Tag Team Championships
Cade & Jindrak vs. Scotty 2 Hotty & Rikishi

The bell rings, and the match kicks off with Scotty 2 Hotty and Lance Cade starting things off. They circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. Cade quickly uses his size and strength advantage to overpower Scotty, pushing him into the corner. The referee steps in to break it up, and Cade sneers arrogantly, taunting Scotty with a slap to the face. Scotty fires back with a burst of energy, ducking under a clothesline attempt from Cade and hitting the ropes. He rebounds with a quick dropkick to Cade's chest, sending him stumbling backward. Scotty follows up with an arm drag, taking Cade down and locking in a headlock, trying to maintain control. Cade struggles but manages to get to his feet, pushing Scotty into the ropes. As Scotty rebounds, Cade flattens him with a powerful shoulder tackle, sending him crashing to the mat.

Cade tags in Jindrak, who enters the ring with a sadistic grin. He stomps on Scotty, keeping him grounded before lifting him and whipping him into the ropes. Jindrak goes for a back body drop, but Scotty counters with a kick to Jindrak's chest, stunning him. Seizing the moment, Scotty tags in Rikishi, and the crowd roars as the big man steps into the ring. Rikishi charges at Jindrak, leveling him with a massive clothesline. Jindrak scrambles to his feet, but Rikishi is all over him, landing heavy punches that back Jindrak into the corner. Rikishi whips Jindrak across the ring into the opposite corner and follows up with a running splash, crushing Jindrak against the turnbuckles. The crowd is fired up as Jindrak crumples to the mat, dazed. Rikishi signals for the Banzai Drop, but as he turns to ascend the ropes, Cade rushes in and clips Rikishi's knee from behind, taking him down. Scotty tries to enter the ring to help, but the referee holds him back, allowing Cade and Jindrak to double-team Rikishi. The challengers drag Rikishi to their corner, tagging in and out to isolate the big man. They work over Rikishi’s knee, stomping on it and applying submission holds, trying to keep the powerhouse grounded.

Jindrak attempts to lift Rikishi for a suplex, but the Samoan powerhouse blocks it and counters with a suplex of his own, sending Jindrak crashing to the mat. The crowd erupts as Rikishi crawls to his corner, desperately trying to tag in Scotty. Just as Rikishi is about to make the tag, Cade charges across the ring, knocking Scotty off the apron and onto the floor. The crowd boos loudly as Cade and Jindrak continue their assault on Rikishi, but the big man refuses to stay down. Rikishi fights back with powerful punches, stunning both Cade and Jindrak. He catches Cade with a Samoan Drop, flattening him in the center of the ring, and follows up by whipping Jindrak into the ropes, nailing him with a superkick that sends him reeling. Rikishi finally makes it to his corner, tagging in Scotty 2 Hotty, who bursts into the ring full of energy. Scotty ducks under a clothesline from Jindrak and nails him with a flying forearm, taking him down. Cade tries to attack, but Scotty sidesteps him and sends Cade crashing into Jindrak. The crowd is on fire as Scotty signals for The Worm, hyping up the fans with his signature dance moves. Just as Scotty is about to drop The Worm on Jindrak, Cade grabs his leg from outside the ring, tripping him. The referee is distracted, trying to keep Rikishi out of the ring, which allows Cade to pull Scotty out of the ring and ram him into the steel steps. The crowd erupts in boos as Cade rolls Scotty back into the ring, where Jindrak is waiting.

Jindrak quickly takes advantage of the situation, tagging Cade back in. The challengers set Scotty up for their double-team finisher. Cade lifts Scotty into a powerbomb position while Jindrak ascends the top rope. The crowd watches in horror as Jindrak leaps off, delivering a devastating clothesline while Cade simultaneously slams Scotty down with a powerbomb. The impact is brutal, and the arena fills with boos as Cade goes for the cover. The referee, unaware of the underhanded tactics, makes the count: one... two... three! Rikishi was held by Jindrak preventing the save. The bell rings, and the crowd erupts in anger as Cade and Jindrak are declared the new WWE Tag Team Champions.

Winners and NEW WWE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: Mark Jindrak & Garrison Cade
As their theme music blares through the arena, Cade and Jindrak grab the titles and celebrate their victory, mocking the fans and rubbing their underhanded win in everyone's face. Rikishi slides back into the ring, but Cade and Jindrak quickly retreat up the ramp, holding their newly won titles high above their heads.

The camera cuts backstage to a chaotic scene. Officials and medical staff are surrounding a fallen Rob Van Dam. The camera zooms in to show RVD clutching his ribs in pain, grimacing on the ground near a row of production equipment. It's clear that someone has blindsided him earlier in the night.

Officials call for a stretcher as RVD struggles to get to his feet, his face twisted in agony. A few wrestlers and staff members, including Paul Heyman, are seen asking RVD what happened, but Van Dam can only shake his head in frustration, too hurt to speak. As RVD is placed on the stretcher and wheeled off for further medical evaluation, the camera cuts back to the commentary team, speculating on who could be behind the attack.

Michael Cole: "Folks, this is a shocking development here on SmackDown! Rob Van Dam has been attacked backstage, and from the looks of it, he’s in no condition to compete tonight. But the question remains – who did this?"

Tazz: "That’s the million-dollar question, Cole. RVD’s a target with that high-flying style and success. Someone clearly wanted to take him out, and we’re gonna have to wait and see who’s behind this."

Commercial Break
The scene opens with a pre-recorded sit-down interview in a quiet, dimly lit room. Tazz, wearing a suit, sits across from the WWE Champion Eddie Guerrero, who’s holding the WWE Championship belt on his lap, looking calm but focused.

Tazz: "Eddie, first off, thanks for taking the time to sit down with me. Let’s talk about the big WWE Championship Contender Tournament we’ve been seeing unfold. It’s down to Edge and John Cena, two of the brightest stars in WWE right now. What are your thoughts on these two potential challengers?"

Eddie adjusts his title belt, smirking before speaking.

Eddie Guerrero: "You know, Tazz, I’ve been watching Edge and Cena real close. Both of ‘em are hungry, both of ‘em want to prove they belong at the top. Edge... well, he’s got the experience. I’ve faced him before, and I know he’s capable of some real sneaky stuff—trust me, I know all about sneaky."

Eddie chuckles but quickly turns serious.

Eddie Guerrero: "But Cena... Cena's got fire, ese. He’s out there every night, fighting like he's got somethin' to prove. Reminds me of someone... someone who came from the streets, someone who had to fight to get where he is now. That’s what I respect about Cena. He’s got corazón."

Tazz nods, leaning in slightly.

Tazz: "You’ve faced both these guys before, but with that intensity they’re bringing, does that make you worry about your WWE Championship reign?"

Eddie Guerrero: "Worry? Nah, I ain’t worried, homes. Whoever wins that tournament—Edge or Cena—they’re stepping into the ring with Latino Heat, and that’s something they ain’t ready for. I’ve been fighting all my life, Tazz. Ain’t nobody taking this title from me. I’ll outsmart ‘em, I’ll outfight ‘em, and I’ll leave ‘em wondering what just happened."

Tazz: "Fair enough, Eddie. But I gotta bring up something else that happened recently—Shawn Michaels. We saw what happened with HBK and his interference. What’s your take on him?"

Eddie’s expression changes, his smile fading as he leans forward, fire in his eyes.

Eddie Guerrero: "Shawn Michaels? You wanna talk about Shawn Michaels? Let me tell you something, Tazz—I got zero respect for that man. Yeah, he’s ‘Mr. WrestleMania,’ he’s one of the all-time greats, but you know what he really is? He’s a snake. He’ll stab you in the back the second he gets the chance. All that flashy dancing and sweet chin music—it’s a front, vato. He’s a coward."

Tazz: "It sounds like there’s some real animosity between you two."

Eddie Guerrero: "Animosity? You’re damn right there is! I don’t forget the way HBK disrespected me, disrespected my people. He thinks he’s better than everyone else ‘cause he’s been in the spotlight for so long. Let me tell you something, Shawn Michaels—you’ve never faced someone like me. You’re all about the show, all about the spotlight. Me? I’m about respect, and you don’t deserve any."

Eddie’s anger begins to rise, and he speaks more passionately.

Eddie Guerrero: "One day, Shawn, one day you and I are gonna step into that ring, and when that happens... I’m gonna beat the living shit out of you. You hear me? I’m not just gonna beat you, I’m gonna humiliate you. I’m gonna show you what real Latino Heat is all about. And you know what? It won’t be about titles, it won’t be about glory—it’s gonna be about me putting you in your place once and for all."

Eddie pauses for a moment, catching his breath, his eyes burning with intensity.

Eddie Guerrero: "Shawn Michaels, your time’s comin’. And when it does... you’ll wish you never crossed Eddie Guerrero."

Eddie leans back in his chair, the fire still in his eyes as the interview wraps up. Tazz looks a bit taken aback but nods.

Tazz: "Strong words from the WWE Champion. Eddie, thank you for your time."

Eddie smirks, looking directly into the camera.

Eddie Guerrero: "Viva la raza."

The scene fades to black, leaving the tension and Eddie’s words hanging in the air.

The camera cuts back to the ring, where Bradshaw is making his way down the ramp, his cowboy hat tipped low and a scowl on his face. His entrance is methodical, and his imposing figure brings a sense of seriousness to the contest. The crowd boos him relentlessly, but Bradshaw pays them no mind as he steps into the ring, stretching his arms over the ropes and waiting for his opponent.

The arena erupts with cheers as Booker T’s music hits. Booker steps out from the back, visibly angry after hearing about the attack on RVD earlier. The crowd is behind him as he walks down the ramp, laser-focused on the task ahead. Booker points toward Bradshaw, mouthing off as he climbs into the ring.

The referee calls for the bell, and the match officially begins.

Bradshaw vs. Booker T

The two powerhouses circle the ring, feeling each other out before locking up in the center. Bradshaw quickly uses his size and strength advantage to shove Booker T into the corner, throwing a few stiff punches to Booker’s midsection. Booker, showing his resilience, fights back with a quick knee to Bradshaw’s gut, pushing him away and landing a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. Bradshaw, visibly annoyed by Booker’s strikes, swings wildly with a clothesline, but Booker ducks under and responds with a spinning heel kick that sends Bradshaw staggering back into the ropes. Booker follows up with a running clothesline, sending Bradshaw over the top rope and crashing to the outside. The crowd pops as Booker hypes them up with his signature taunt.

Bradshaw takes a moment to regroup on the outside, pacing around the ring as Booker watches from the center, daring him to get back in. Bradshaw slowly climbs back onto the apron, staring Booker down, and the two men lock up again once he’s back in the ring. Bradshaw gains control after catching Booker T with a stiff boot to the face, sending him sprawling to the mat. Bradshaw stomps on Booker’s chest, using his brawling style to wear down his opponent. He picks Booker up and whips him into the ropes, hitting a big sidewalk slam for a near-fall. Bradshaw gets up and yells at the referee, frustrated with the count, before delivering a series of elbow drops to Booker’s chest.

Booker struggles to his feet, and Bradshaw hits him with a crushing belly-to-back suplex, keeping Booker down and controlling the pace. The crowd rallies behind Booker, chanting his name, and Booker slowly begins to fight back, blocking a punch from Bradshaw and landing a few right hands of his own. He hits Bradshaw with a superkick, and both men go down. The referee begins his count as the crowd roars for Booker to make it to his feet first. At the count of six, both men start to stir, and Booker is the first to his feet. He charges at Bradshaw, landing a flying forearm, sending Bradshaw back into the corner. Booker follows up with a flurry of punches, leaving Bradshaw reeling. Booker signals for the Scissors Kick, but as he bounces off the ropes, Bradshaw catches him with a big shoulder block. The impact sends Booker to the mat hard, and Bradshaw immediately pounces, hitting Booker with a fallaway slam that sends him rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside.

Both men are now brawling outside the ring, exchanging heavy punches. The referee begins his count, but neither man seems interested in getting back inside. Booker slams Bradshaw’s head onto the announce table, while Bradshaw retaliates by driving Booker into the steel steps. The two continue to battle up the ramp, exchanging stiff punches and forearms as the referee’s count reaches six. Booker gains the upper hand with a spinning kick to Bradshaw’s midsection, sending him stumbling toward the stage area. The crowd is fully invested in the chaotic brawl, cheering for Booker as he lands another kick to Bradshaw’s face, dropping him to the ground. The referee is up to eight, but Booker doesn’t care—he wants to finish the fight. He lifts Bradshaw, slamming him into the side of the stage.

The referee counts to ten, signaling a double count-out. But the fight is far from over.

As the brawl intensifies near the stage area, out of nowhere, Matt Morgan appears from the side of the stage! The crowd gasps as Morgan, with a sinister grin on his face, blindsides Booker T with a brutal big boot. Booker is sent crashing to the floor, stunned by the unexpected attack. Bradshaw, realizing the match is over, tries to crawl away from the carnage, but Morgan's focus is solely on Booker. He grabs Booker by the throat, lifting him up for a devastating chokeslam onto the steel platform, sending shockwaves through the arena. The crowd boos loudly, but Morgan isn’t done yet.

With Booker lying motionless, Morgan drags him toward the edge of the stage. The crowd watches in horror as Morgan lifts Booker once more and, with terrifying strength, throws Booker off the stage! Booker crashes through a pile of tables and equipment below, leaving him sprawled out and motionless on the floor.

As officials and medical staff rush to check on Booker, Matt Morgan stands at the edge of the stage, glaring down at his fallen prey. The crowd boos heavily as Morgan raises his arms in dominance, having made a brutal statement at Booker’s expense.

The show cuts to commercial with the image of Booker lying in a heap below the stage, as Matt Morgan walks away, leaving chaos in his wake.

Up Next (Graphic): Shane McMahon in-ring

Commercial Break


The arena is buzzing with anticipation as Shane McMahon struts down the ramp, his usual swagger and smirk on full display. Dressed in a sharp suit, Shane looks out over the sea of WWE fans, each one waiting to hear what the self-proclaimed heir to the McMahon legacy has to say. As he enters the ring, Shane grabs a microphone and lets the crowd simmer for a moment before speaking.

"Judgment Day," Shane begins, his voice dripping with arrogance, "will be a day forever etched in WWE history. The day that Stone Cold Steve Austin will finally bow down to Shane McMahon."

The crowd erupts into boos, but Shane stands unfazed. He waits for the noise to die down before continuing.

"You see, Austin's been a thorn in my family's side for far too long. But at Judgment Day, all of that comes to an end. You wanna know why? Because there's gonna be a special guest referee for the match between Goldberg and Austin—and that man is none other than my father, the man who built this company, VINCE McMAHON!"

The fans react with a mixture of shock and disdain as Shane points toward the entrance ramp. Vince McMahon’s iconic theme hits, and out walks the Chairman of WWE, grinning from ear to ear, dressed impeccably, and soaking in the crowd’s reaction.

Vince marches down the ramp with purpose, entering the ring and grabbing a microphone. He stares at the audience for a moment before launching into a five-minute scathing promo aimed directly at Stone Cold Steve Austin.

"You know," Vince begins, "I’ve had to deal with that beer-swilling redneck for YEARS. The disrespect, the stunners, the constant rebellion—Austin's done nothing but tear this company apart with his insubordination. But at Judgment Day, I’m not just going to be the special guest referee. Oh no. I’m going to be the man who finally ends Stone Cold’s career."

The crowd boos loudly, but Vince's face twists into a sneer.

"You people love Austin because he represents everything you're too scared to be—an outlaw, a rebel. But the truth is, Austin is a coward. He's afraid of me. He's afraid of the McMahon name. And come Judgment Day, I’m going to make sure he regrets every single second of his miserable existence. When Stone Cold steps into that ring with Goldberg, I’ll be there to count 1-2-3. And Austin? Your career will be finished. Over. DONE."

As the boos reach a fever pitch, the camera cuts to the WWE tron, showing Stone Cold Steve Austin arriving at the building. Austin, looking furious, storms toward the entrance, but a team of security guards blocks his path, preventing him from getting inside.

Austin argues, yelling at the guards to get out of his way, but they stand firm, following orders from the McMahons. Vince and Shane are laughing hysterically from inside the ring, taunting Austin from the safety of their domain.

Suddenly, the crowd’s attention shifts as the sound of a roaring engine fills the arena. A 4-wheeler speeds onto the screen, heading straight toward Austin. Before anyone can react, the vehicle slams into Austin, knocking him to the ground with a sickening thud.

The camera zooms in on the driver—it's Goldberg!

The arena erupts in shock as Austin lies motionless on the ground, clearly injured from the hit. Goldberg steps off the 4-wheeler, staring down at Austin with a smirk before walking off, leaving Austin crumpled in pain.

Back in the ring, Vince and Shane are doubled over in laughter. Vince, barely able to contain his amusement, raises the mic once more.

"If," Vince says, grinning maniacally, "Austin even makes it to Judgment Day, it’ll be a No Holds Barred Match. And if Stone Cold loses, his career is over—for good."

Shane claps in approval, raising his arms victoriously as the camera cuts between a laughing McMahon family and the image of a broken Stone Cold Steve Austin, lying in the parking lot. The segment ends with the McMahons celebrating in the ring, leaving the fans in stunned silence.

Commercial Break

The crowd is buzzing as the Cruiserweight Championship is on the line. Paul London, the high-flying challenger, makes his way to the ring, full of energy and determination. London slaps hands with fans at ringside, eager to capture his first Cruiserweight title.

The reigning Cruiserweight Champion, Chavo Guerrero, walks out next, confidently carrying his title. His father, Chavo Classic, accompanies him to the ring, clearly ready to be a factor in the match. Chavo hands his title to the referee, eyes locked on London, knowing this will be a tough fight.

The referee raises the title, signaling the stakes, and calls for the bell.

Cruiserweight Championship
Chavo Guerrero vs. Paul London

The match starts with Chavo and London circling each other, feeling out their opponent. They lock up in the middle of the ring, and Chavo, the more experienced technician, quickly applies a side headlock, trying to slow London down. However, London uses his speed to escape, shoving Chavo into the ropes and taking him down with a dropkick as he rebounds. London gets the first big move of the match and follows up with a series of quick arm drags, keeping Chavo off balance. London’s speed frustrates Chavo, who rolls out of the ring to regroup. London, not wasting any time, charges the ropes and dives over the top with a spectacular plancha, crashing into Chavo on the outside. The crowd erupts in cheers as London gets the upper hand early.

Back in the ring, London continues his offense, targeting Chavo with quick kicks and a standing moonsault. He hooks the leg for the first pin of the match.

1… 2… Chavo kicks out!

Chavo fights back, using a thumb to the eye when the referee isn’t looking, shifting the momentum in his favor. With London blinded momentarily, Chavo takes control, delivering stiff European uppercuts and a back suplex to ground the high-flyer. Chavo slows the pace, locking in a rear chinlock, trying to wear London down. The crowd claps in support of London, who fights to his feet, hitting Chavo with elbows to the gut. London breaks free and runs to the ropes, but Chavo catches him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, halting London’s comeback.

Chavo goes for the pin.

1… 2… London kicks out!

Chavo, growing frustrated, begins methodically working over London’s back, delivering hard knee drops and a snap suplex. Chavo then applies a Camel Clutch, pulling back on London’s neck, targeting the back to set up for his signature Gory Bomb later in the match. London struggles, but he manages to inch toward the ropes, grabbing hold to break the hold. Chavo, sensing the match slipping away, pulls London to his feet and whips him into the corner. He charges in for a clothesline, but London moves out of the way, causing Chavo to crash into the turnbuckle. London takes advantage with a springboard crossbody from the middle rope, hooking the leg for another pin attempt.

1… 2… Chavo kicks out again!

London’s offense picks up as he hits Chavo with a series of lightning-fast moves, including a spinning heel kick and a standing shooting star press. The crowd is fully behind London now, sensing a possible title change. With Chavo down, London climbs to the top rope, looking for the 450 Splash to finish the match. But as London prepares to leap, Chavo Classic jumps onto the apron, grabbing London’s leg, causing him to lose balance. As the referee tries to deal with Chavo Classic, Rey Mysterio rushes down to the ring, coming to London’s aid. Rey takes out Chavo Classic with a flying crossbody, getting the crowd to explode in cheers. However, the distraction works as Chavo Guerrero quickly recovers and climbs to the top rope. He meets London at the top and hits a superplex, both men crashing down hard onto the mat.

Both competitors are down, and the referee begins his count. Slowly, both men start to stir, getting to their feet by the count of eight. London tries to mount a final comeback, hitting Chavo with forearms, but Chavo counters with a knee to the gut and sets London up for the Gory Bomb. Before Chavo can hit the move, Rey Mysterio slides back into the ring and tries to interfere on London’s behalf. However, Chavo Classic grabs Rey’s leg from the outside, pulling him out of the ring. Rey turns around to confront Chavo Classic, but Chavo Guerrero takes advantage of the chaos, hitting London with a low blow while the referee is distracted.

Chavo then hooks London up and delivers a devastating Gory Bomb, planting him in the center of the ring. He goes for the pin.

1… 2… 3!

Winner and STILL Cruiserweight Champion: Chavo Guerrero

Chavo Guerrero retains the Cruiserweight Championship after a hard-fought match, thanks to the interference of his father. Chavo Classic joins his son in the ring, raising his arm in victory as the crowd boos loudly. Rey Mysterio checks on Paul London, disappointed that his attempt to help backfired. Chavo smirks as he holds his title high, celebrating with Chavo Classic as the Guerrero family continues their reign over the Cruiserweight division.

Commercial Break

The camera cuts backstage where Josh Mathews is standing with a microphone, next to the Cruiserweight Champion Chavo Guerrero and his father, Chavo Classic, both still celebrating after Chavo successfully defended his title against Paul London.

Josh Mathews: "Chavo, congratulations on your hard-fought victory tonight against Paul London. But coming up at Judgment Day, you’ll be stepping into a steel cage to defend your Cruiserweight Championship against Rey Mysterio. How are you feeling heading into this high-stakes match?"

Chavo smirks, adjusting his title on his shoulder.

Chavo Guerrero: "Josh, tonight was just the beginning. I told everyone that I’m the best Cruiserweight in WWE, and once again, I proved it. Paul London? He’s fast, he’s talented, but he’s no Guerrero. Now, at Judgment Day, I’m going to step inside that steel cage with Rey Mysterio, and when that door shuts, Rey’s not gonna have anywhere to run or hide."

Chavo Classic chuckles beside him as Chavo continues.

Chavo Guerrero: "This feud between me and Rey has gone on long enough. At Judgment Day, I’m going to end it once and for all. Rey, listen to me—when that cage door locks, it’s not just your body that’s gonna get crushed, it’s your spirit. You may be the ultimate underdog, but at Judgment Day, the only thing you’ll be under is my boot."

Chavo stares directly into the camera.

Chavo Guerrero: "Rey, this ends at Judgment Day—and I promise you... you’ll never forget the name Guerrero."

Chavo flashes a wicked grin as the segment fades out.

The arena is packed with excited fans as the finals of the WWE Championship #1 Contendership Tournament are about to begin. The winner will face Eddie Guerrero for the WWE Championship at Judgment Day, adding enormous pressure to this high-stakes match.

Edge’s music hits first, and he makes his way to the ring with a focused look, knowing what’s on the line. Edge slides into the ring, pacing as he waits for his opponent.

The crowd erupts as John Cena’s music blares. Cena bursts onto the stage with high energy, saluting the crowd and sprinting down the ramp. The fans are firmly behind Cena as he enters the ring, pointing toward Edge, signaling that he’s ready for battle.

The referee signals for the bell, and the match is underway.

WWE Championship Tournament Finals
Edge vs. John Cena

The two lock up in the center of the ring, and immediately, Cena’s power comes into play. He pushes Edge into the corner, but the referee calls for a clean break. As Cena backs off, Edge takes a cheap shot, slapping Cena across the face. The crowd boos as Cena glares at Edge, the tension mounting.

Cena charges back in, locking up with Edge again, this time overpowering him and taking him down with a side headlock takedown. Edge quickly scrambles to his feet, but Cena remains in control, using his strength to keep Edge grounded. Every time Edge tries to break free, Cena tightens his grip, frustrating Edge and keeping the momentum on his side.

After a few minutes of Cena dominating, Edge manages to shove him off into the ropes. Cena bounces back, and Edge goes for a hip toss, but Cena blocks it and counters with a powerful clothesline that sends Edge crashing to the mat. Cena quickly goes for the first pin of the match.

1… 2… Edge kicks out!

Cena remains on the attack, lifting Edge and hitting him with a vertical suplex. Edge rolls to the outside, trying to regroup, but Cena follows, tossing him back into the ring to keep the match under his control.

Back in the ring, Cena looks to keep the pressure on Edge, but the opportunistic Edge takes advantage of the referee being out of position and rakes Cena’s eyes. With Cena momentarily blinded, Edge capitalizes, driving a knee into Cena’s midsection and following it up with a swinging neckbreaker. Cena is down, and Edge goes for the pin.

1… 2… Cena powers out at two!

Edge takes control of the match, methodically targeting Cena’s neck and back, knowing that wearing down his opponent is key to victory. He delivers a series of elbow drops and then locks in a rear chinlock, wrenching on Cena’s neck, trying to sap his energy. The crowd rallies behind Cena, chanting his name, but Edge keeps the pressure on, pulling Cena back to the mat every time he tries to rise.

After several minutes of Edge dominating the action, Cena begins to fight back, getting to his feet despite Edge’s grip. Cena hits several back elbows to Edge’s midsection, forcing him to break the hold. Cena bounces off the ropes and charges at Edge, but Edge catches him with a dropkick, halting his momentum. Edge goes for another pinfall.

1… 2… Cena kicks out again!

Edge, growing frustrated, begins stomping on Cena, keeping him grounded. He drags Cena into the corner and sets him up on the top turnbuckle, looking to hit a superplex. Edge climbs up, but Cena fights back, landing several punches to Edge’s ribs. Cena pushes Edge off the ropes, and Edge crashes to the mat. Cena, seeing an opening, climbs to the top rope and leaps off, hitting a huge leg drop across Edge’s throat!

Both men are down, exhausted from the brutal back-and-forth action. The referee begins counting, but both men slowly make it to their feet by the count of seven. Cena and Edge begin trading punches in the center of the ring, the crowd firmly behind Cena with every punch he lands. Cena gains the upper hand and whips Edge into the ropes, catching him with a shoulder block, followed by another.

Cena is on fire as he hits his signature spinning side slam, and the crowd knows what’s coming next. Cena raises his hand, signaling for the Five Knuckle Shuffle. He bounces off the ropes, dusts off his knuckles, and drives his fist into Edge’s face. Cena covers Edge.

1… 2… Edge kicks out at the last moment!

Cena, undeterred, pulls Edge up and signals for the FU (Attitude Adjustment). He lifts Edge onto his shoulders, but Edge squirms out of the move, landing behind Cena. Edge quickly spins Cena around and nails him with a big boot, knocking Cena down. Edge wastes no time and lines up in the corner, preparing for the Spear.

Cena slowly gets to his feet, and Edge charges, looking to end the match. But Cena sidesteps at the last moment, sending Edge shoulder-first into the ring post! Cena rolls him up from behind.

1… 2… Edge barely kicks out!

Both men are down again, gasping for air as the crowd is on their feet. The match has been intense and grueling, but neither Edge nor Cena is ready to give up.

As Cena and Edge slowly get back to their feet, the action spills outside the ring. Cena whips Edge over the top rope, sending him crashing to the floor. Cena, still full of adrenaline, follows him to the outside and slams Edge’s head into the announcer’s table, showing his dominance.

Cena clears the table, seemingly preparing to put Edge through it, but before he can, a masked individual appears in the crowd, jumping the barricade. The referee is distracted as Cena spots the intruder, but before he can react, the mysterious person delivers a devastating kick to Cena's face, sending him crashing into the steel steps. The crowd is stunned as Cena lies motionless on the floor.

The masked figure flees through the audience as Edge, barely able to stand, crawls back into the ring. The referee begins the count as Cena struggles to recover.

1… 2… 3…

Cena begins stirring, using the steel steps to pull himself up.

4… 5… 6…

With the crowd cheering him on, Cena slides back into the ring just before the count of ten, but Edge is waiting for him.

As soon as Cena re-enters the ring, Edge hits a huge Spear out of nowhere! Cena crumples to the mat as Edge covers him.

1… 2… Cena kicks out at the last possible second!

Edge can’t believe it. He slams the mat in frustration, desperate to put Cena away. He drags Cena to his feet and sets up for a second Spear, lining him up. As Cena slowly gets up, Edge charges at him, but Cena counters, catching Edge with a quick FU! Both men are down again, and the referee begins counting.

Suddenly, the masked figure returns, hopping over the barricade. This time, the person pulls off the mask, and it’s Shawn Michaels! The crowd erupts in shock as HBK slides into the ring, stalking Cena.

Michaels waits for Cena to stand, and when Cena is finally up, Michaels delivers a superkick right to Cena’s jaw. The referee was temporarily distracted, and the impact sends Cena stumbling right into a dazed Edge, who rolls Cena up.

1… 2… 3!

Winner: Edge becomes the #1 contender for the WWE Championship.

As Edge’s music hits, the crowd erupts with boos, stunned by the sudden turn of events. Edge rolls out of the ring, holding his head and barely able to believe what just happened, while Cena is laid out in the ring.

As Edge celebrates his controversial victory, the WWE Champion Eddie Guerrero’s music hits. Eddie walks down the ramp with his championship belt over his shoulder, staring down Edge. The two face off in the center of the ring, the tension building as the crowd buzzes in anticipation.

The show goes off the air with Eddie Guerrero raising the WWE Championship in front of Edge, signaling the epic clash to come.


** JUDGMENT DAY **
May 9th, 2004
Staples Center
Los Angeles, CA


** CONFIRMED THUS FAR **

WWE Championship
Eddie Guerrero (c) vs. Edge

SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: VINCE MCMAHON

NO HOLDS BARRED
*IF STEVE AUSTIN LOSES HIS CAREER IS OVER
Stone Cold Steve Austin vs. Goldberg


STEEL CAGE MATCH
CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Chavo Guerrero Jr. vs. Rey Mysterio
 
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I’m kind of torn on the opening here. So the Shawn Michaels stuff was fine, although it does seem strange he’d go straight from chasing the World Title on Raw, to settling for chasing the US Title on Smackdown. Cena/Shawn does sound fun if we eventually get there though. Shawn’s promo on ‘Taker was completely fine, and a battle between those two will obviously be good. The Kane attach doesn’t do much for me. They’ve feuded so much already by this point, had a relatively tame match at Mania, I don’t feel like we need to see more of this. Also, hoping ‘Taker being burned doesn’t mean he’s away for awhile considering he only just come back from a five month hiatus.

Definitely think Cade and Jindrak becoming the champs in here is the right call. Thumbs up on the booking of this. Assuming the underhanded tactics mean the former champs we’ll get themselves an eventual rematch which makes sense. Hopefully can give you some time to build a tag division up on Smackdown.

RVD attacked? A nice angle to take. Excited to see who did the damage.

Eddie Guerrero promo here was okay. His bits on Edge and Cena, hyping them both up were good. Although the Edge sneaky stuff doesn’t make a lot of sense, as Edge was a clean cut good guy during his entire feud with Eddie in 2002. Still WWE tell revisionist history all the time so can overlook that. Love the straight up anger from Eddie with the “I’ll beat the shit out of you” line. Eddie/Shawn is a dream match for sure, so if that’s end game it makes a tonne of sense. I don’t think Shawn started being called Mr. WrestleMania until a lot later in real life so felt a bit odd to see that moniker used here. A few execution things here I called out, but in general, it was booked well, with Eddie addressing all his major concerns at this time.

I was a little confused by the booking of the Bradshaw/Booker situation. I would have assumed these two going to a draw means we’ll likely get a rematch. Instead, Morgan comes in and destroys Booker. Is he aligned with Bradshaw? Is he mad at Booker? I actually don’t know (if something has happened previously that I’ve forgotten, sorry. It has been awhile since the last SD). Intrigued to see his explanation of this. Also not sure how I feel about the big fire in the ring spot, and the big Chokeslam off the stage spot happening on the same show. Two HUGE spots, that should probably be on their own, with time to breathe, to make them feel like a bigger deal.

Austin and McMahon’s in 2004 feels a bit redundant as a full time program. I also think it ruins the dream feud feel of Goldberg/Austin. Shoe horning the McMahon’s in here makes Goldberg feel like any other guy, which should not be the case. Also did Austin just get hit by a monster truck and the question is whether he’ll make it to Judgment Day, as opposed to is he alive? Again, fire in the ring, Chokeslam off stage, and now this feels like A LOT for one show. Feels like Vince Russo has returned to book this episode.

I actually really like the booking of the Chavo/Rey stuff. Chavo gets a nice victory over London, the interview was fine, but more than all of that, I think the steel cage match is a stipulation that suits this feud perfectly, to avoid Chavo Senior interference. Plus the Cruiserweights getting such a big spotlight is always something I’m going to enjoy. Great work.

One thing I’ll commend you on is somebody like Shawn Michaels seemingly having issues with multiple people. I think in wrestling world, we get so caught up person A is feuding with person B. Whereas in real life, you can have friendships or issues with multiple people at once so like the way you’re booking that. Thought the main event here was good as well, and I’m down for an Edge/Eddie match for sure. Looks like we’ll be getting Cena/Michaels relatively soon as well, which I’m also all for. Not sure Shawn needed to be masked, just to unmask himself, that was strange, but a very solid ending to the show.

I’ve enjoyed this BTB so far but I’m not entirely sure how to rate this show. You’ve had some solid stuff progressing throughout, and then this show just felt like too much happened on it for my liking. Some booking I liked, with maybe some minor execution things pointed out because I’m not picky, but then there’s genuinely some stuff here that I didn’t like from a booking perspective that I pointed out. Your ideas are VERY creative, which is a HUGE thumbs up, just need to work on spacing them out and executing a little better.

I still have high hopes for this BTB and am enjoying the ride, despite how critical I may have come across here. Looking forward to what’s next, hoping to see Raw soon.
 
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MONDAY NIGHT RAW #569
04/19/04
Location: - Calgary, Alberta

The show kicks off with the unmistakable sound of Evolution’s iconic theme music. The crowd roars with a mixture of boos and cheers as the titantron displays the Evolution logo, and out walks the dominant faction of WWE: Triple H, Randy Orton, Batista, and Ric Flair. All four men are dressed sharply in tailored suits, with Batista and Flair proudly carrying their World Tag Team Championship belts over their shoulders. Triple H, the centerpiece of the group, leads the way, his presence commanding attention as they saunter down the ramp, soaking in the reaction from the audience.

As Evolution makes their way into the ring, Triple H grabs a microphone, and the music fades out, leaving only the echo of the crowd. He takes a moment to survey the arena before slowly raising the mic to his lips. The Game begins his promo with a confident smirk.

“Take a look at greatness,” Triple H says, his voice dripping with arrogance. “For the past year, Evolution has reigned supreme on Monday Night Raw, and we’ve shown the world what real dominance looks like.” He points at Randy Orton, standing tall next to him, a look of intense focus on his face. “This man right here, Randy Orton, didn’t just beat The Rock…he retired him. And as if that wasn’t enough, he took out Mick Foley too. Legends crumbled at his feet, and that’s because Randy Orton is the future of this business, the future of Evolution.”

Orton nods confidently as Triple H continues, now shifting his attention to the Tag Team Champions. “And then we’ve got the greatest tag team walking this planet today: Batista and ‘The Nature Boy’ Ric Flair. These two men, these champions, are untouchable. Tonight, they’re going to show the world again why no team—especially not the Big Show and A-Train—can stand against Evolution.” Triple H’s grin widens as he paces the ring.

“But let’s talk about me,” Triple H says, his tone darkening. “Last week, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas thought they could make a joke out of The Game. They laughed at me, at Evolution, and you all saw what happened next. When you mess with Triple H, you get hurt. You get humbled. And if that wasn’t enough, Kurt Angle—oh, Kurt, I hope you’re listening—I put you in your place, too. You tried to show me up, and now you’re lying in the same dirt that Shelton and Haas are. That’s what happens when you make fun of Triple H.”

The crowd erupts with a mix of reactions as Randy Orton takes the mic from Triple H, a smug look on his face. “And let’s talk about Samoa Joe,” Orton begins, “Last week, this nobody tried to make a name for himself at my expense. I don’t care if you’re from some indie wrestling promotion or if you think you’re tough because you wrestled all over the world—Samoa Joe, you’re nobody to me. You made a mistake, and trust me when I say, you’re going to pay for it.”

Orton glares into the camera as the crowd begins to stir with excitement, knowing Joe is likely listening backstage. He passes the microphone back to Triple H.

Before Triple H can continue, Eric Bischoff's music hits, and the Raw General Manager strides out onto the stage, microphone in hand. The smug look on Bischoff’s face suggests he’s about to drop a bombshell. He raises the mic to speak as Evolution turns their attention to him, their smiles fading.

“Triple H, as always, you talk a big game,” Bischoff begins. “And you know, I can’t deny Evolution’s dominance. But tonight, I’m here to make things a little more interesting. You want to talk about Kurt Angle? Well, tonight, you’ll get to face him again—in the main event!”

The crowd pops as Triple H sneers, clearly not pleased by the interruption.

“And as for you, Randy,” Bischoff says, pointing at Orton, “You seem to have a lot to say about Samoa Joe, but let’s see if you can back it up. Tonight, we’re going to find out who will challenge you for the Intercontinental Championship at Bad Blood. And it’s going to be a Fatal Four-Way Match featuring Samoa Joe, AJ Styles, Chris Jericho, and Christian.”

The crowd explodes at the announcement of the star-studded match. Orton looks mildly perturbed, but his expression turns back to smug confidence as Bischoff delivers the final blow.

“And as for Batista and Ric Flair,” Bischoff says with a smirk, “you two will defend your World Tag Team Championships right now, against The Big Show and A-Train!”

The crowd roars as Evolution’s mood darkens considerably. Big Show’s music hits, and the giant walks out, accompanied by the equally imposing A-Train. The two massive superstars make their way to the ring with purpose, ready for the challenge ahead.

The camera catches the reactions of Batista and Flair, who quickly regroup, handing their titles to the referee as the match is about to begin. The crowd buzzes with anticipation as Raw goes to a commercial break.

Commercial Break

World Tag Team Championship Match:

Batista & Ric Flair (C) vs. Big Show & A-Train

As the show returned from the break, the scene was set for the World Tag Team Championship match. The Big Show and A-Train were already in the ring, towering over their opponents with sheer size and power. Meanwhile, Evolution’s champions, Batista and Ric Flair, looked confident, with Flair pacing around the ring, barking orders at Batista as the bell rang.

Batista and A-Train started the match, circling each other before locking up. The two powerhouses struggled for control, with neither man able to gain an early advantage. Batista, being the more agile of the two, quickly shifted tactics and delivered a knee to A-Train's midsection, following it up with a quick clubbing blow to the back. A-Train stumbled back, but when Batista charged at him, A-Train countered with a shoulder block that sent Batista crashing to the mat.

Batista rolled to his feet and immediately tagged in Ric Flair, who strutted into the ring confidently, but the swagger quickly faded when he realized the size difference between him and A-Train. Flair cautiously approached, feinting a lock-up, but instead delivered a chop to A-Train’s chest. A-Train no-sold it, and Flair backed away, sensing trouble. The Nature Boy hit another series of chops, but A-Train barely flinched, and soon Flair found himself cornered. A-Train grabbed Flair by the throat and launched him across the ring with a huge beal toss, the crowd reacting with a mix of cheers and sympathy for the legendary Flair.

Flair, ever the wily veteran, scrambled toward his corner, begging for a time-out, but there was no such luck. Big Show, watching from the apron, called for the tag, and A-Train obliged, slapping Show’s outstretched hand. The crowd popped as Big Show entered the ring, towering over Flair. Flair, sensing the impending danger, dropped to his knees and pleaded with Big Show, holding his hands out in mock submission, but Show was having none of it. He picked Flair up by the throat and tossed him into the corner like a ragdoll.

Big Show wound up and delivered a brutal open-handed slap to Flair’s chest, the sound echoing throughout the arena. Flair’s face contorted in pain as the giant hit him with another massive chop. Flair staggered out of the corner, his chest beet red, and collapsed to the mat, writhing in agony. Big Show grabbed Flair by the head, dragging him to his feet, before launching him into the ropes. On the rebound, Flair ran straight into a massive sidewalk slam from Big Show, who went for the first cover of the match.

1… 2… but Batista broke up the pin, kicking Big Show in the back of the head. The referee admonished Batista, but the Animal didn’t seem to care. Batista shouted encouragement to Flair, who was crawling toward his corner for a much-needed tag.

Big Show, however, wasn’t about to let Flair get away that easily. He dragged Flair back by the leg and tagged A-Train back into the match. A-Train wasted no time, lifting Flair up and planting him with a thunderous powerslam. A-Train, feeding off the energy of the crowd, ran the ropes and went for a running splash, but Flair, with desperation, rolled out of the way at the last second, leaving A-Train to crash into the mat.

The crowd rallied behind Flair as he crawled to his corner, and with the last ounce of his energy, he lunged forward, making the hot tag to Batista.

Batista exploded into the ring, a house of fire, and knocked A-Train down with a big clothesline. He hit the ropes and delivered another clothesline, sending A-Train reeling. Big Show stepped into the ring to try to even the odds, but Batista met him head-on with a huge spear that took the giant off his feet, much to the crowd’s shock. The ring shook from the impact, and the fans erupted as Batista let out a primal roar, signaling his dominance.

Batista then turned his attention back to A-Train, hoisting him up for a spinebuster, but A-Train fought out of it, raking Batista’s eyes. A-Train took advantage and tagged Big Show back in. Big Show, now recovered, lumbered back into the ring and immediately grabbed Batista by the throat, setting up for a chokeslam. As Big Show lifted Batista into the air, Flair, always the opportunist, distracted the referee by climbing onto the apron.

With the ref’s back turned, Matt and Jeff Hardy suddenly leaped over the barricade and slid into the ring. The crowd erupted with surprise as Matt nailed A-Train with a twist of fate, while Jeff hit Big Show from behind with a low blow, causing him to drop Batista. The Hardy Boyz quickly exited the ring as the referee turned around, completely unaware of what had happened.

Sensing the opening, Batista capitalized and immediately hit a huge Batista Bomb on Big Show, the crowd roaring in approval of the pure strength. Batista collapsed into the cover, hooking the massive leg.

1… 2… 3!


Batista and Ric Flair had retained the World Tag Team Championships, but it was thanks to the interference of the Hardy Boyz.

As the Evolution music hit and Batista and Flair celebrated in the ring, the camera panned to a furious Big Show and A-Train, who had no idea what had just happened. Meanwhile, on the stage, Matt and Jeff Hardy stood tall, motioning that they were coming for the titles next, making it clear that their rivalry with the champions—and the rest of the division—was far from over.

The camera cuts backstage where Christian is seen in a dimly lit locker room, warming up for his big Fatal Four-Way Match later tonight. He’s stretching and rolling his neck, looking focused but slightly tense. Suddenly, the door opens, and in walks Trish Stratus, dressed in her signature ring gear and carrying an air of confidence. She approaches Christian, looking both supportive and frustrated.

Trish doesn't waste any time as she steps up to Christian. "You’ve got this tonight," she says firmly, her voice laced with a hint of pressure. "It’s all but yours, Christian. You just have to get out of your own head."

Christian looks up, slightly taken aback by her tone, but Trish continues, not letting him speak. "You lost twice to AJ Styles, and I hate being around losers. I don’t associate with losers." Her words are sharp, almost cutting, as she looks Christian dead in the eye.

Christian clenches his jaw, clearly not pleased with Trish's tough love approach. He stands up, face-to-face with her now, and responds with determination. "I guarantee victory tonight, Trish. Don’t worry about me—I’m not the one you should be concerned about."

Trish raises an eyebrow, a bit surprised by Christian’s confidence.

"You should be worried about your match with Lita tonight," Christian adds, his voice calm but with a hint of challenge. "She's had your number in the past."

Trish’s eyes narrow at the mention of Lita. She smirks slightly, masking her irritation, but it’s clear Christian's words hit a nerve. Without another word, she turns and walks out of the room, leaving Christian to finish his warm-up, a look of steely resolve now on his face as the camera cuts away.

Fade to break.

As we return from break, the screen fades into a powerful, in-depth video package highlighting the intense showdown between Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle at Backlash. The video recaps the brutal submission match, where Lesnar, after a grueling battle, made the Olympic gold medalist tap out with his devastating Kimura Lock. Clips of the match show Lesnar’s unrelenting strength, Angle's resilience, and the final moments of agony as Angle succumbed to the pain.

The package transitions smoothly into footage from last week’s Monday Night Raw, where Lesnar confronted the current World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Benoit. Their heated confrontation escalated quickly, showing Benoit standing toe-to-toe with Lesnar, neither man backing down. Tensions boiled over, leading to a wild pull-apart brawl that saw the locker room and security struggling to keep the two behemoths apart. The video package ends with a voiceover hyping their upcoming clash at Bad Blood, emphasizing the sheer animosity between these two warriors.

The video fades back into the live arena, where the crowd is buzzing with anticipation. Todd Grisham stands backstage with a microphone in hand, ready to interview the World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Benoit. The champion, with his title draped over his shoulder, looks focused and intense.

Todd Grisham: "Chris, after that chaotic brawl with Brock Lesnar last week and the history between you two, how are you feeling heading into your World Heavyweight Championship match at Bad Blood?"

Benoit, never one for long speeches, looks at Todd with cold intensity before responding. "Brock Lesnar may have dominated Kurt Angle, but I’m not Kurt. At Bad Blood, he’s going to find out why they call me the Rabid Wolverine. I’ve fought bigger, stronger men my entire career, and they’ve all tapped out. Brock Lesnar is no different. He’s strong, he’s dangerous, but I’m going to break him—just like I’ve broken everyone else."

Suddenly, before Benoit can finish, the crowd’s reaction turns into loud boos and gasps as Brock Lesnar comes charging into the frame from behind. Without warning, Lesnar slams into Benoit, driving him into the interview set. Benoit’s title drops to the ground as the two men immediately engage in a furious brawl.

Lesnar grabs Benoit and tosses him into the nearby production crates, his raw power on full display. Benoit, dazed but refusing to back down, retaliates by delivering a stiff chop across Lesnar’s chest, followed by a series of hard punches to his face. The two men exchange brutal shots as they fight through the backstage area, neither willing to give an inch.

Lesnar lifts Benoit and attempts to ram him into a wall, but Benoit shifts his weight, sending Lesnar crashing into a nearby table instead. Benoit quickly jumps on top of Lesnar, hammering him with forearms, but Lesnar powers out and throws Benoit off with sheer force. The two men are relentless, throwing each other into equipment cases, smashing through tables, and knocking over anything in their path. Security floods the scene, trying desperately to separate the two, but Lesnar shrugs off several guards, tossing them aside like ragdolls.

Benoit manages to get to his feet, delivering another series of vicious chops to Lesnar's chest, but Lesnar responds by grabbing Benoit and throwing him into a steel barricade, bending it from the impact. As the chaotic brawl rages on, Chris Benoit and Brock Lesnar continue exchanging brutal blows, showing no signs of letting up. Security tries to intervene, but Lesnar shoves them aside with ease, his eyes locked on Benoit. The fight spills into the parking lot, where a row of parked cars awaits the impending destruction.

Benoit, refusing to back down, manages to land a few stiff punches to Lesnar’s face, causing the Beast to stagger briefly. But Lesnar, fueled by rage, counters by lifting Benoit onto his shoulders. The crowd watching on the big screen gasps as Lesnar positions Benoit for his signature F-5. Without hesitation, Lesnar spins Benoit and sends him crashing onto the hood of a nearby car. The impact is catastrophic — the glass windshield shatters under Benoit’s weight, leaving him sprawled across the car, bleeding from his forehead. The camera zooms in to show blood trickling down Benoit’s face, his body motionless for a moment as Lesnar looms over him, seething with fury.

Not satisfied with the damage, Lesnar grabs Benoit's arm and locks in the devastating Kimura Lock while he's still draped across the car. Benoit grimaces in agony as Lesnar wrenches the hold, threatening to break his arm. Security swarms the area, desperately trying to pry Lesnar off Benoit, but Lesnar’s strength and fury are unmatched. He tightens the submission, Benoit writhing in pain, his blood smearing across the shattered windshield.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, several security personnel manage to drag Lesnar off Benoit. But the chaos is far from over.

With a primal roar, Lesnar shrugs off the security team like they’re nothing, sending them scattering. He turns his attention back to Benoit, who's slowly trying to pull himself off the wrecked car. Lesnar, with a crazed look in his eyes, grabs Benoit by the waist. In one swift, powerful motion, Lesnar executes a thunderous German suplex, launching Benoit onto the roof of another car. The force is enough to collapse the roof and shatter the windows, glass flying everywhere as Benoit’s body crashes into the wreckage.

The parking lot is a scene of utter destruction. Security rushes in again, more urgently this time, finally managing to pull Lesnar away for good. Benoit lies in the wreckage, bleeding and battered, but still conscious, his eyes filled with determination despite the carnage Lesnar has caused.

Lesnar, breathing heavily, backs away but yells out to Benoit, "At Bad Blood, it’s going to be worse than this!" as he's finally restrained by security. The scene closes on the image of Benoit, bloodied and battered, glaring up at Lesnar with defiance as paramedics rush in to check on him.

Commercial Break

The show returns from break with a shot of the crowd buzzing after the chaotic brawl between Brock Lesnar and Chris Benoit. The atmosphere is electric, and the commentary team, Jim Ross and Jerry "The King" Lawler, immediately begin recapping the carnage that just unfolded backstage.

Jim Ross: "Ladies and gentlemen, before the break, we witnessed one of the most violent and personal attacks I've ever seen. Brock Lesnar absolutely decimated Chris Benoit backstage in what can only be described as a parking lot assault. Let's take another look at what went down."

The screen transitions into a slow-motion replay of Lesnar’s brutal attack. The camera captures Benoit being F-5’d onto the hood of the car, the windshield shattering beneath him as blood starts to trickle down his forehead. The replay then shows Lesnar’s devastating Kimura Lock, the agony on Benoit's face clear as security desperately tries to pull Lesnar off.

Jerry "The King" Lawler: "I can’t believe the lengths Lesnar went to, JR! F-5'ing Benoit onto a car, then locking in that Kimura Lock—he was trying to break Benoit’s arm!"

The replay continues, now showing Lesnar delivering the final blow: the horrifying German suplex that sent Benoit crashing onto another car, collapsing the roof and smashing the windows. Glass shatters everywhere as Benoit's body contorts in pain.

Jim Ross: "Good God Almighty! The man’s a beast! Lesnar wasn’t satisfied with just hurting Benoit—he wanted to destroy him!"

The live feed returns to the commentary desk, where both men are visibly shaken by what they just witnessed.

Jim Ross: "I don’t know how Chris Benoit is going to be ready for Bad Blood after that. He’s going to need medical attention—he could have serious injuries."

Jerry "The King" Lawler: "I don’t even know how Benoit is still conscious after that! But knowing Benoit, he’s not going to back down. This has become personal. I don’t think anything can stop these two from tearing each other apart at Bad Blood!"

As the commentary team continues to express concern for Benoit, the attention shifts back to the arena, where the mood begins to change as Lita’s music hits. The fans erupt in cheers as the high-flying Diva makes her way down the ramp, brimming with confidence ahead of her match tonight.

Jim Ross: "Well folks, we have to shift gears here, but the action doesn’t stop! Coming up next, it’s a huge match in the women’s division. Lita, the high-flying daredevil, is set to go one-on-one with her longtime rival, Trish Stratus!"

Lita, dressed in her signature gear, pauses on the stage, throwing up her signature hand gesture as pyrotechnics explode behind her. She looks focused as she jogs down the ramp, the fans firmly behind her, chanting her name.

As Lita enters the ring, bouncing off the ropes to warm up, Trish Stratus’ theme music blasts through the speakers. The crowd’s cheers shift into boos as the confident and cunning Trish makes her entrance, strutting down the ramp with her usual swagger. Wearing a smirk, Trish exudes arrogance, fully prepared for her match and eager to prove that she’s still the top dog in the division.

Jerry "The King" Lawler: "Here comes Trish, JR! Say what you want about her attitude, but she’s a multi-time women’s champion, and she knows how to win big matches!"

Jim Ross: "Absolutely, King. Trish Stratus and Lita have had one of the most storied rivalries in WWE history. Tonight is another chapter in that rivalry. Both of these women are legends in their own right, and they’re about to tear it up in the ring!"

Trish confidently walks up the steel steps, glaring at Lita before stepping into the ring. She poses in the center, soaking in the mixed reaction from the crowd, before turning her full attention to her opponent.

With both women in the ring, the tension is palpable as the referee prepares to signal for the start of the match.

Jim Ross: "It’s Lita versus Trish—an absolute classic rivalry. You don’t want to miss this!"

Jerry "The King" Lawler: "This one’s going to be good, JR. You can feel it!"

Lita vs. Trish Stratus

The match begins with a hot start as Lita and Trish Stratus circle one another, the intensity palpable. They lock up in the center of the ring, with Lita using her speed to take control early. She whips Trish into the ropes, delivering a quick arm drag that sends her opponent sprawling to the mat. Trish bounces up and charges Lita, but Lita ducks a clothesline and counters with a smooth dropkick that lands square on Trish’s chest.

Jim Ross: "Lita is looking sharp tonight, King. She knows what’s at stake against her longtime rival."

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "These two have been going at it for years, JR! They know each other’s moves inside and out!"

Trish, determined to shift momentum, begins targeting Lita’s midsection with a series of forearms. She backs Lita into the corner, delivering vicious shoulder thrusts into her ribs. Trish goes for an early pin, but Lita kicks out at two. Frustration crosses Trish’s face as she pulls Lita to her feet by the hair, attempting to control the pace.

Trish sets up for her signature Stratusfaction, bouncing off the ropes to hit the springboard bulldog. But Lita manages to shove her off just in time, causing Trish to land awkwardly. Lita follows up with a stunning hurricanrana, taking Trish down and going for a cover. It’s another near fall as Trish barely escapes at two.

The two women exchange counters, showcasing their experience. Lita whips Trish into the ropes, but Trish counters with a spinebuster, slamming Lita hard to the mat. Trish gets to her feet and signals for the Chick Kick, lining Lita up for the finishing blow.

But as Trish spins to deliver the Chick Kick, disaster strikes. Her foot lands wrong, twisting her knee in an unnatural direction as she collapses to the mat, clutching her leg in agony. The audience gasps as Trish lets out a painful cry, her face contorted in pain.

Jim Ross: "Oh my God, Trish’s knee just buckled! That looks bad, King. She could be seriously hurt!"

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "You hate to see something like this. Trish is in a world of pain right now."

The referee immediately rushes to Trish’s side, checking on her as she clutches her knee, unable to put any weight on it. The crowd is hushed, the match seemingly coming to a halt as Trish struggles to move. Lita, clearly concerned, hesitates but knows the match must continue.

Despite the injury, Trish stubbornly pulls herself up using the ropes, motioning for Lita to continue. She limps toward Lita, trying to fight through the pain, but her leg gives out again. This time, Lita rolls her up for a quick pin, and the referee counts to three.

Lita wins the match, but there’s no celebration in sight. Lita stands back, visibly concerned, as medical staff rush into the ring to check on Trish, who is still writhing in pain.

Jim Ross: "Lita picks up the win, but that was not the way she wanted it to end. Trish might have just suffered a serious injury."

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "You can see the concern on Lita’s face, JR. That’s not how anyone wanted this to go down."

Medical personnel carefully tend to Trish, stabilizing her knee as she’s placed on a stretcher. The fans watch in concerned silence as the scene unfolds, knowing the injury could have long-term ramifications for the legendary Trish Stratus.

As the medics begin wheeling Trish up the ramp, , Christian rushes out from the back, pushing his way through the medical staff to get to his girlfriend. His face is full of worry as he kneels beside Trish, taking her hand and speaking to her softly, though the pain in her eyes is clear.

Jim Ross: "Here comes Christian, Trish’s boyfriend. He’s got to be torn right now seeing her like this."

Christian stands up, walking alongside the stretcher as they wheel Trish toward the ambulance. But then, as they reach the top of the ramp, Christian hesitates. He looks back toward the ring, clearly torn between going with Trish to the hospital or staying for his Fatal Four-Way match later in the night.

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "This is a tough call for Christian, JR. His girlfriend is hurt, but this is a huge night for him as well."

Trish, sensing Christian’s hesitation, weakly grabs his hand and whispers something to him. Despite the pain, she motions for him to stay. She’s telling him to focus on his match, knowing how much is riding on it.

Christian stands there for a moment, torn between his loyalty to Trish and his desire to compete. After a long pause, he reluctantly lets go of Trish’s hand. The medical team loads her into the ambulance, and the doors close. Christian watches the ambulance drive off before turning back toward the arena, his face conflicted.

Jim Ross: "Christian made his choice. He’s decided to stay and compete tonight, but you can see how hard that decision was for him."

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "He’s got to stay focused now, JR. That Fatal Four-Way is a massive opportunity for him."

With a deep breath, Christian walks back toward the ring, preparing himself for the match ahead. The show moves forward, but the emotional weight of the decision he just made lingers as the next chapter of the night unfolds.


Commercial Break

FATAL 4-WAY #1 CONTENDER MATCH FOR INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP

The camera focuses on Christian, who is already standing in the center of the ring, pacing back and forth, clearly still shaken by Trish’s injury from earlier. His face is a mix of frustration and focus. He slams his fists against the top rope, trying to shake off the emotional baggage as the crowd starts buzzing in anticipation. He knows what’s at stake, and despite his earlier choice, he’s now fully locked in.

Suddenly, AJ Styles' music hits, and the crowd erupts. AJ comes out to a chorus of cheers, bouncing with energy as he makes his way down the ramp, his hooded jacket flowing behind him. He slides into the ring, making eye contact with Christian before climbing the turnbuckle to a huge reaction from the fans. He takes in the energy, knowing this match could be his breakout moment.

The lights then dim, and the familiar countdown begins. "5…4…3…2…1..." Chris Jericho's music blasts through the arena, the fans exploding as the pyro lights up the stage. Jericho appears, looking confident and determined, as he struts down the ramp with his signature swagger. He slides into the ring, removing his flashy vest, never taking his eyes off Christian. Their rivalry is intense, and the animosity between them is palpable.

Finally, the music of Samoa Joe hits, the mood in the arena shifting as the crowd reacts with a mix of anticipation and awe. Joe walks down the ramp, eyes focused, his signature towel draped over his neck. His intensity is unmatched as he enters the ring, towering over the others. The mood shifts to serious, with all four competitors now in the ring.

The bell rings, and immediately Christian and Jericho charge at each other, their rivalry exploding into the forefront. They trade punches, wild and furious, as the crowd pops for the heated exchange. Jericho gains the upper hand, whipping Christian into the ropes and catching him with a hard shoulder block. Christian rolls out of the ring to recover, but Jericho isn’t having it and follows him, dragging him by the hair and smashing Christian's head against the barricade.

Inside the ring, AJ Styles and Samoa Joe begin sizing each other up, circling slowly before locking up. Joe’s power advantage is clear as he pushes AJ into the corner, delivering a stiff series of knife-edge chops to Styles' chest, each one echoing through the arena. AJ winces with each shot but fights back, ducking under Joe’s next chop and hitting him with a quick dropkick that sends Joe staggering backward. AJ follows up with a flying forearm smash, but Joe barely budges.

Meanwhile, on the outside, Jericho whips Christian into the steel steps, causing Christian to crash shoulder-first into the unforgiving steel. Jericho smirks, taking his time to taunt the fans before dragging Christian up again and delivering a vicious suplex onto the mats. Christian writhes in pain, holding his back, as Jericho rolls him into the ring.

Back inside, AJ Styles is using his speed, darting around Samoa Joe and delivering a series of leg kicks, trying to chop down the bigger man. Joe catches one of AJ’s legs, though, and powers him down with a huge exploder suplex, sending AJ crashing across the ring. Joe smirks, pulling AJ up by his hair and setting him up for a powerbomb, but AJ counters mid-air with a beautiful hurricanrana that sends Joe sprawling into the turnbuckles.

Jericho re-enters the fray, dropping AJ Styles with a bulldog and immediately running the ropes to hit his signature Lionsault, but AJ rolls out of the way at the last second. Jericho crashes stomach-first into the mat as AJ springs to his feet. Christian, sensing an opportunity, rushes in and clotheslines AJ over the top rope before turning his attention back to Jericho. Christian stalks Jericho, pulling him up and slamming him down with a reverse DDT. He quickly covers Jericho, but Jericho kicks out at two.

Samoa Joe, having recovered, charges toward Christian, attempting a running senton, but Christian rolls out of the way just in time. Joe crashes hard, and Christian takes the moment to slide out of the ring to catch his breath.

With Christian on the outside, AJ Styles leaps onto the apron and hits an impressive springboard 450 splash onto Samoa Joe, going for the cover. 1… 2… Joe powers out, throwing AJ off like a rag doll.

Jericho, now back on his feet, goes after AJ. He whips him into the corner and follows with a stiff running enzuigiri to the back of AJ’s head, dropping him to the mat. Jericho wastes no time in applying the Walls of Jericho, wrenching back as AJ screams in pain. The crowd is on their feet, anticipating a tap-out, but Samoa Joe breaks it up with a brutal running knee to Jericho’s face, sending him flying out of the ring.

Joe pulls AJ up, looking for the Muscle Buster, but AJ slips out of his grasp and counters with a quick Pele Kick, dazing Joe. AJ tries to capitalize, running the ropes for a Phenomenal Forearm, but as he launches off the ropes, Jericho yanks him down mid-air, sending AJ crashing awkwardly onto the ring apron.

Christian re-enters the ring, ambushing Jericho from behind. He hammers him with forearms to the back of the head before attempting the Unprettier. Jericho struggles, elbows out, and reverses into a codebreaker, but Christian blocks it at the last second, shoving Jericho backward.

Christian and Jericho’s animosity spills over as they both start brawling again, this time spilling to the outside. They fight through the barricade, trading stiff punches as they make their way into the crowd. Security rushes over to try and contain them, but the two keep fighting, oblivious to everything else happening in the ring. Their punches get wilder as they climb over chairs and railings, disappearing deeper into the crowd.

Back in the ring, Samoa Joe and AJ Styles are left alone. AJ, nursing his midsection, slowly rises, glaring at Joe, who’s already on his feet. The two stare each other down, knowing the match is coming to its climax. Joe charges, but AJ sidesteps and hits a quick enzuigiri, stunning Joe momentarily. AJ tries to whip Joe into the corner, but Joe reverses and whips AJ into the turnbuckles with so much force that AJ flips over them, landing on the apron.

Joe moves in to grab AJ, but AJ springboards off the ropes with the Phenomenal Forearm, finally connecting and knocking Joe down. AJ covers—1… 2… Joe kicks out!

The crowd is on fire as AJ pulls Joe up, going for the Styles Clash, but Joe counters, flipping AJ over with a backdrop. AJ lands hard, but he quickly kips up, only for Joe to catch him in a snap powerslam, flattening him. Joe covers—1… 2… AJ kicks out!

Frustration shows on Joe’s face as he signals for the end. He pulls AJ up, locking him into the Coquina Clutch in the center of the ring. AJ struggles, reaching for the ropes, his face turning red as Joe tightens the hold. The crowd is electric as AJ looks like he’s fading, his arm dropping once, twice—

But suddenly, AJ uses the last of his strength to roll Joe backward, trapping Joe in a pinning predicament. The referee counts—1… 2… Joe’s shoulders are down!

Simultaneously, Joe shifts his weight, pinning AJ's shoulders to the mat in return. The referee, caught in the moment, counts both men down—1… 2… 3!


The bell rings as confusion sets in. Both Samoa Joe and AJ Styles sit up, staring at each other, realizing they both got pinned. The referee signals for the bell, but the crowd is unsure of who the winner is.

The confusion in the ring lingers as both AJ Styles and Samoa Joe are arguing with the referee, pointing at each other and shouting about the double pin. The crowd is buzzing, unsure of the outcome, and the tension is palpable. The two competitors stand face to face, both breathing heavily, clearly frustrated with the draw.

Suddenly, Eric Bischoff’s music hits, and the arena erupts in boos as the Raw General Manager struts out onto the stage, holding a microphone. A sly smirk spreads across his face as he raises his hand to quiet the crowd.

Bischoff:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on a second! It looks like we’ve got a little bit of a controversy here. But don’t worry, I’ve got the perfect solution."

AJ and Joe, still in the ring, turn their attention to Bischoff as he continues.

Bischoff:
"At Bad Blood, we’re going to settle this once and for all. You both fought like hell tonight, but there’s no denying that you both have earned your shot. So, at Bad Blood, it’s going to be a Triple Threat Match for the Intercontinental Championship!"

The crowd erupts with cheers at the announcement. Bischoff grins.

Bischoff:
"And your opponent? None other than the current Intercontinental Champion, Randy Orton!"

As soon as Bischoff says Orton’s name, the Intercontinental Champion himself appears, sneaking through the crowd and sliding into the ring behind Joe and AJ, catching both men by surprise. Orton blindsides them, delivering vicious forearm shots to the back of both competitors, knocking them to the mat.

The crowd boos loudly as Orton starts stomping on AJ, grinding his boot into AJ's chest. Orton smirks, soaking in the crowd's jeers before turning his attention to Joe, stomping viciously on Joe’s head and midsection.

But AJ Styles recovers, quickly leaping up and attacking Orton with rapid strikes, forcing Orton to retreat into the corner. Joe joins the fray, and both Styles and Joe begin to pummel Orton, the crowd cheering as the champion is overwhelmed by the double assault.

Orton stumbles to the ropes, trying to escape, but Styles and Joe whip Orton into the turnbuckle with force, causing him to collapse in a heap. Sensing that Orton’s in trouble, Joe runs toward him, going for a big corner splash—but Orton rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Joe to crash into the turnbuckles.

As Joe recoils in pain, AJ tries to capitalize, going for a running strike, but Orton counters with a quick backbreaker, planting AJ in the center of the ring.

Seeing both men down, Orton smirks once more and begins setting up for the RKO, slamming his fists against the mat, stalking AJ. The crowd boos in anticipation, but as Orton leaps for the RKO, Joe grabs Orton by the legs, pulling him into a Coquina Clutch!

The crowd roars as Joe locks in the hold, and Orton’s eyes widen in panic. Orton thrashes around, desperate to escape, eventually does before any damage could be done.

Orton, now freed, scrambles out of the ring, clutching his title belt and gasping for air as he backs up the ramp. He’s clearly rattled, but a wicked grin crosses his face as he holds the championship high above his head, taunting AJ and Joe from a distance.

Bischoff, still on the stage, nods approvingly, watching as Orton retreats and Styles and Joe stare him down from the ring. The camera lingers on Orton’s smug expression as he scurries away, clearly knowing that he narrowly escaped tonight but will have to face both men at Bad Blood.

Bischoff: Next week here on Monday Night Raw we will see Samoa Joe going one on one with AJ STYLES!!!!!

The show fades to a commercial, the match for Bad Blood now set: Randy Orton vs. AJ Styles vs. Samoa Joe for the Intercontinental Championship.

The arena is buzzing with excitement as Kurt Angle makes his entrance, his signature theme music blaring through the speakers. Angle steps out onto the stage, intense and focused as always, donning his red, white, and blue singlet. The crowd chants “You Suck!” in unison with his music, but Angle smirks, unbothered, pointing to the sky before marching down to the ring.

As Angle settles into the ring, Triple H’s music hits. “The Game” walks out with his trademark intensity, water bottle in hand. Triple H raises his arms, surveying the crowd with a menacing look before spitting water into the air. No members of Evolution accompany him to the ring, making this showdown a true one-on-one battle. The tension in the air is palpable as the two titans prepare for war.

The referee calls for the bell, and the match begins.

TRIPLE H vs. KURT ANGLE


Both men circle each other cautiously before locking up in the center of the ring. Triple H uses his power to force Angle into the corner, but Angle, using his wrestling background, shifts his weight and takes down Triple H with a single-leg takedown. Angle holds onto Triple H’s leg, trying to lock in an early ankle lock, but Triple H scrambles to the ropes, breaking the hold.

The Game rolls out of the ring, regrouping momentarily, as Angle taunts him from inside, signaling for him to bring it on. Triple H climbs back into the ring, and they lock up again. This time, Triple H goes for a side headlock, wrenching it in tightly, but Angle slips out and counters with a waistlock, lifting Triple H off his feet and slamming him down with a quick amateur wrestling takedown.

As Triple H scrambles to his feet, Angle capitalizes with a series of powerful German suplexes, sending Triple H crashing to the mat three times in a row. The crowd is firmly behind Angle as he builds momentum, standing tall over Triple H.

Triple H rolls out of the ring again, but this time, Angle follows. On the outside, Angle tries to whip Triple H into the steel steps, but The Game reverses, sending Angle crashing into the steps with a loud thud. Triple H smirks as the momentum shifts, and he takes his time, rolling Angle back into the ring.

Back in the ring, Triple H takes control, stomping on Angle's back and neck. He hoists Angle up and delivers a high-impact spinebuster, slamming Angle down with authority. Triple H goes for the cover, but Angle kicks out at two.

Triple H continues his assault, dragging Angle to his feet and hitting a series of powerful punches before whipping him into the corner. The Game charges in for a clothesline, but Angle sidesteps at the last second, causing Triple H to crash into the turnbuckle.

Seeing his opportunity, Angle seizes control. He delivers a stiff belly-to-belly suplex, launching Triple H across the ring. The crowd pops as Angle signals for the Angle Slam. He hoists Triple H up on his shoulders, but Triple H wriggles free, shoving Angle into the ropes. As Angle rebounds, Triple H kicks him in the gut and sets up for the Pedigree, but Angle counters, flipping Triple H over his head.

Both men are down, exhausted and bruised from the intense battle. The referee checks on them as they struggle to their feet. Triple H is up first, but Angle follows close behind. They exchange blows in the center of the ring, with the crowd chanting along with every punch.

Triple H tries to whip Angle into the ropes, but Angle reverses and catches The Game with a devastating Angle Slam. Angle hooks the leg, but Triple H barely kicks out at two-and-a-half, leaving the crowd in shock.

Angle, frustrated but determined, pulls down the straps of his singlet, signaling for the Ankle Lock. As he grabs Triple H’s leg, the referee accidentally gets caught in the action, getting knocked out cold as Triple H kicks out of the hold.

With the referee down, Batista and Ric Flair sprint down the ramp, sliding into the ring. Batista immediately clotheslines Angle from behind, while Flair lays the boots to him. Triple H smirks as he recovers, barking orders at Evolution to take out Angle.

Batista hoists Angle up for a Batista Bomb, but before he can execute it, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas storm down the ramp to a huge pop from the crowd. Team Angle seemingly reunites, and a full-out brawl ensues inside the ring. Benjamin and Haas fend off Evolution, with Benjamin delivering a superkick to Flair, knocking him out of the ring, and Haas tackling Batista to the outside. Benjamin hits triple H with a huge super kick. Angle catches a groggy Triple H with a quick roll-up. The referee, coming to his senses, counts—one, two, three!

Kurt Angle wins the match by pinfall.


The crowd erupts as Angle’s hand is raised in victory. Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas slide back into the ring, lifting Angle onto their shoulders in celebration. Team Angle is officially reformed as all three men embrace, the crowd chanting “Team Angle!” in unison.

Suddenly, Eric Bischoff appears on the stage, microphone in hand.

Bischoff:
“Hold on just a minute! After what I just saw, there’s only one way to settle this. At Bad Blood, it’s going to be Evolution vs. Team Angle in a 6-man tag team match!”

The crowd explodes as Team Angle celebrates in the ring, with Evolution glaring from the ramp, knowing that they have a war ahead at Bad Blood.


** BAD BLOOD **
May 23rd, 2004
Minneapolis, MN

** CONFIRMED THUS FAR **


WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
BROCK LESNAR vs. CHRIS BENOIT (C)

SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
EVOLUTION vs. TEAM ANGLE

INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
RANDY ORTON (c) vs. AJ STYLES vs. SAMOA JOE
 
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