Post by wolvenbear on Jul 8, 2021 15:14:53 GMT -5
(We begin with a video recap of Bound For Glory with the theme song "In The End" by Black Veil Brides Playing in the background.)
JR: We are witnessing a thing of beauty. These two men are putting on a clinic.
(After several reversed holds, Samoa Joe catches Hall in the choke.)
Tenay: He's going for the Clutch! This may be it.
(Scott Hall doesn't let him get the legs in. They struggle for awhile until Senshi slides into the ring. Senshi dives at them. Hall ducks and Joe catches the nasty kick to the face.)
JR: Oh come on. Not like this. What a great match ruined by Senshi.
(As the ref starts telling the announcer to go for the bell, Hall clotheslines Senshi out of the ring. He turns to Joe, dodges a wild, disoriented kick, and sets him up for the Outsider's Edge. He hits it, and, as the fans count the three, the ref finally gets the bell rung. Hall stands tall, arms raised in victory.)
Tenay: I....Scott Hall is the first person to successfully pin Samoa Joe. I am at a loss for words.
JR: And, even worse, it didn't count. He thinks he won, but the ref is explaining it was a DQ.
Tenay: Scott Hall is fuming. He can't believe it. He did what no one has done yet. Pin Samoa Joe....and he still loses?
(Hall kicks the ref in the gut and Outsider's Edges him right on top of Joe. Again he raises his belt high over the downed men before he goes to the back.)
...
JR: And now....we come to our main event of the evening. A dream match that none of us ever expected to see. Goldberg v Shawn Michaels.
(Michaels dives off the top rope, only to get a spear mid air. Injured and all, Goldberg gets the pin.)
JR: OH MY GOD! HE JUST BROKE HIM IN HALF. MID-AIR SPEAR!
Tenay: And he gets the one. Two. Three. It is over.
JR: Goldberg has somehow overcome the odds to win, yet again.
(As Goldberg celebrates, Steiner jumps over the barracade and grabs the headdress. Before anyone can stop him, he mounts the fallen HBK and locks in the Steiner Recliner.)
JR: Shawn Michael's poked the bear and now the bear is responding.
Tenay: Someone needs to get out here and stop this. Michaels is helpless!
(Officials run out and try to drag Steiner off of HBK. The show fades to black as they keep trying.)
(The recap fades into the opening video for Aftermath, accompanied by "Aftermath" by Crown the Empire.)
JR: If you didn't see Bound For Glory last night, you missed a real treat. Scott Hall pinned Samoa Joe for the first time in FWA, even if it didn't count. Goldberg won two massive matches, first against the New Bloods with Brock Lesnar and then defeating the WCW Champion, Shawn Michaels. And lets not forget that the Road Warriors are back.
Tenay: As amazing as last night was JR, we have no more time to discuss it. The chaos from Bound For Glory continues, as Commissioner Mick Foley is in the ring to deal with the fallout.
Foley: It is always amazing to be in Battle Creek, Michigan. (cheap pop) If I look a little rough, it's because my loely Collette was not thrilled with my performance last night. I am not sure how she accomplished it, but she cancelled my hotel room. While I love your city here, there aren't a whole lot of hotel options....and I'm getting a bit old to be sleeping in the car. I am not in the best shape or spirits tonight. While last night was an amazing show, it was also a nightmare of problems. We have to...
("You think you know me..." Edge's pyros go off and he storms to the ring. Grabbing a microphone, he gets in Foley's face.)
Edge: You're damn right we have problems we need to address.
Foley: Sure, Edge. This wasn't what I had in mind. But, by all means, let's stop everything again to deal with whatever is pissing you off. We don't have anything else to deal with but you.
Edge: Cut the sarcasm, jackass. You're not cute. It was bad enough that I didn't have a match scheduled last night. I had to fight tooth and nail to get a backburner match, most of which wasn't even aired. Though our match got the best response, I have nothing, AGAIN, tonight. What the hell is wrong with you Foley?
Foley: We interrupted four matches to bring your action to the screen...
Edge: No more BS! Why don't I have a match tonight?
Foley: Well, like I told you yesterday. It wasn't meant to be a slight. Most of our wrestlers didn't get a match last night...
Edge: Most of our wrestlers didn't last a record time in the largest Royale Rumble ever, going from one to 38.
Foley: ....and still not win. Moving on. We fixed last night for you. You had one of the most brutal matches at Bound For Glory. I made the executive decision that all of you who had hardcore matches got the night off. Kane. Umaga. Sabu. You. Jericho. Finley. Raven. None of you were on the schedule tonight. Contrary to what some people think, I care about my stars. I want you healthy. I want you to be able to compete. I don't want you killing yourself tonight after a brutal grueling match last night. It's not a slight. I am taking care of you.
Edge: And did you consider maybe I WANT to be here tonight? Maybe I WANT to show off after silencing that loudmouth. I WANT to be seen. I don't want to be taken care of!
Foley: (holding up his hands) Fine! I will find you an opponent. You will have a match tonight. I am sorry I took your health into consideration in not booking you. I will not consider you again without talking to you. Have I fixed this for you? Can I get back to my business please?
Edge: It. Better. Be. Good.
(As Edge storms to the back, Foley wipes his face and tries to continue.)
Foley: Where was I? A lot of things still need to be resolved from last night. So...
(John Cena's music blares. As Foley sighs dramatically, Cena storms out.)
Cena: I want Maven, tonight.
Foley: Look, John, I get you're mad about...
Cena: Tonight! Either you give me the match, or I make it happen backstage. Your call.
Foley: (struggling to keep his composure) Fine, John. I will give you your rematch tonight. Leave, before you test the limits of my patience. (as Cena leaves) Finally we can get...
("Holla if ya hear meeeeeeee" As the nWo's music hits, teiner comes out. Not even bothering to get to the ring, he stops on the stage with a microphone.)
Steiner: Mick! If we're discussing problems with FWA business. Here I am.
Foley: (visibly angry) You know, Scott. You are right. You are a problem. I planned on dealing with you later, but here you are...
Steiner: I am tired of waiting. I want Shawndra tonight!
Foley: Wait. Excuse me? You assault my refs. You taint my main event. You refuse to follow the rules. You interrupt me now. And you want me to reward you? You want a title shot for causing me problems? Are you high? Drunk? Absolutely not. There's no way in hell that I will give you what you want after what you did last night. I'll figure out what you have coming when I calm down. But if you don't get out of my sight now, you'll make me do something we both regret.
Steiner: I'm not a patient man, Foley. You have til Smackdown. That's it. Fix this, or else.
Foley: (as Steiner leaves) This is exactly what is starting to piss me off. The inmates do not run my asylum. Before I get interrupted again, Ken Kennedy, get your ass out here. I will finish my business.
(Kennedy's music hits and he comes out gesturing for his microphone.)
Foley: NO! If anyone drops that microphone, I will personally fire them. (Kennedy makes his way to the ring.) Last night, you decided to ruin my Velocity by attacking Heidenreich after the match was over.
Kennedy: Well, MICK, you knew what you were getting when you booked me. So, you get to deal with it. It's over. Move on.
Foley: Moving on is an option. It's one I'm not going to choose. Instead, I will "deal with it". I warned you last night that there would be consequences. Tonight, you will run the gauntlet. It will be Ken Kennedy v The Road Warriors.
Kennedy: So, after I beat him in the ring last night, you're going to let me beat up Heidenreich again. Oh, no, please not that Mr. Foley. Please don't give me what I was as a punishment.
Foley: I don't think you understood me. Yes, you face Road Warrior Heidenreich tonight. And then Hawk. And then Animal. Ring the bell. Let's make this happen.
Kennedy v Heidenreich, Hawk, and Animal
(Heidenreich comes out and the two lock up. Heidenreich tosses Kennedy around like a doll for most of the match, despite Kennedy trying cheap tactics. Kennedy eventually hits a desparation pendulum DDT. He tries for a Swanton but Heidenreich dodges. Kennedy gets to his feet and stumbles back into a Road Warrior spinning slam for the pinfall.)
(After the match, Kennedy tries to leave.)
Foley: No one told you to leave that ring. Your match is not over.
Kennedy: I already lost, Foley. It's done.
Foley: Oh no. I told you you had to run the guantlet. That means you face all three, no matter whether you win or lose.
Kennedy: That's bullcrap, Mick...
Foley: Bring out Hawk. Ring the bell.
(Hawk comes out, and, at first, the two lock up. After a few bad exchanges, Kennedy simply gives up and falls over to be pinned. Hawk looks to Foley who shakes his head. Hawk drags Kennedy to his feet by his neck. After several more slams and a significant beating, he power slams Kennedy, and follows up with a reverse stunner for the pin,)
JR: I'm going to say something that I never expected to say. Even I feel bad for Ken Kennedy here. He's taken quite the beating, and he still has to face Animal.
Tenay: Kennedy should have kept his words soft and sweet, since he had to eat them later. He came out when Foley was already in a bad mood, and kept pushing his buttons. This sucks, but Kennedy could have avoided the worst of it.
(Animal comes out. Kennedy is barely able to stand. This doesn't stop Animal from delivering a massive beating. He picks up Kennedy for multiple rib breakers, and hits a nasty piledriver, followed by a running powerslam. Finally, he lifts the almost unconscious Kennedy into a press slam face breaker for the victory.)
JR: Foley starts off Raw by reasserting his dominance over his show.
Tenay: It looks like we're in for a wild ride tonight.
(We go to commercial. When we return, Rhyno is in the ring, basking in massive cheers and welcome home chants.)
Rhyno: It feels amazing to be home. FWA takes me all around the world, but there is still nowhere as good as Battle Creek. (pauses for cheers, and then holds up the belt) And, as you can all see, I am still the Intercontinental Champion. But, this really isn't mine yet. You see, I made a stipulation last night. And I didn't succeed. I was supposed to beat BOTH members of MNM last night, but, well, I only pinned Johnny Nitro. Joey Mercury was never pinned or submitted. Until I fix that, I am not truly champion.
(MNM's music hits and Mercury limps out, all bandaged up, with a neck brace on.)
Mercury: I think we can all agree that I lost last night. You gored me through a barricade. I was carried out on a stretcher. I can barly move tonight. My inability to compete last night disqualified me.
Rhyno: No ref called it. We didn't have count outs last night. So that means the match is still technically on. I talked to Foley, and he agrees. We have to finish this. Come on Mercury. You deserve your shot. I will not let it be said that Rhyno is a paper champion. No one will say I don't give people what they earned.
Tenay: Oh, this is just rubbing salt in the wound. Joey Mercury isn't able to compete tonight.
JR: Yet I am hearing that Foley has authorized this match. And we have security escorting Mercury TO the ring, something we have never seen before.
Intercontinental Championship
Rhyno v Joey Mercury
(Mercury is rolled into the ring by security. He holds his hands up and is clearly trying to bargain with Rhyno. Rhyno quickly lays into the injured ribs and drives him back to the corner. Mercury collapses, only to get stomped into oblivion. Delivering several power moves, Rhyno tosses him into the ropes for a definitive AA spinebuster.)
Tenay: This isn't necessary. Mercury is helpless. He could be pinned at any time. Rhyno is just trying to hurt him.
JR: After everything they put him through, are you surprised? Can you really blame him?
(Lifting Mercury onto his shoulder, Rhyno parades around the ring, taunting to all four sides. He hits a running powerslam to the center of the ring. Going to the corner, he motions for Mercury to get up and then crushes him with the Gore. )
JR: And with that pinfall, Rhyno is now officially the champ.
Tenay: Oh, don't buy into that nonsense, JR. None of this was necessary. Rhyno was the champ last night. Mercury was right. This was just a shame to injure him even more.
JR: Whatever it was, it ended any claims of MNM to Rhyno's title.
(Cutting backstage, we see Rey with Leticia Cline. Psychosis comes up.)
Psychosis: We had that match won last night. We were distroying Kyo Dai. Then what happened? Rey Mysterio had to show off. He had to take the spotlight. He couldn't just go for the victory. He had to lucha flip out of the ring and get at Tajiri. We lost last night because you had to showboat. We lost because you made it all about you. The Mexicools won't forget that, Rey. You have a massive debt to repay. Don't think we won't collect.
JR: That sounds ominous.
Tenay: Rey already has to look over his shoulder for Kyo Dai. The last thing he needed was to make enemies out of the Mexicools as well.
( We cut back to the ring where Edge is waiting for his opponent. "Stand Back! There's a Hurricane coming through.")
JR: After the big win Hurricane had over Shelton Benjamin last night, this is a huge match for both men! What a great pick by Foley.
Tenay: By the look on Edge's face it seems he could not disagree more. He looks livid about the choice of opponent.
Edge v The Hurricane
(As Hurricane gets into the ring, Edge cuts him in half with a spear. Dragging him up, he hits an Edgecution and goes for the pin. Somehow, Hurricane kicks out.)
JR: The heart of the Hurricane cannot be denied. Even with the sneak attack, Edge cannot put the superhero down.
(Edge picks Hurricane up once more. He slaps him a couple of times, only to get a surprise shining wizard. Staggered, he drops to a knee, allowing Hurricane to hit another. When Hurricane goes for the chokeslam, Edge low blows him, getting the DQ. He hits another massive spear, knocking Hurricane out of the ring.)
Edge: (screaming) You think this is a joke, Mick? You send out a clown in a cape for my match. You want to disrespect me?
JR: What a sad end to this match. These two men could have stolen tonight's show.
Tenay: This was never a match to Edge. This was a slap in the face. And as for stealing the show, it looks like he still intends to do that.
(Stalking Hurricane to the outside, Edge spears him once more. Dragging him to the stairs, he hits the Edgecution on the steel. While Hurricane twitches, Edge pulls out a chair and hits a modified conchairto on the stairs. The fans booing is deafening.)
Edge: This is my show. Don't you forget it. This is what happens when you forget it.
JR: We get it, Edge. No more. You have made your point.
(But Edge isn't done. He pulls Hurricane to the announcer's table. Pulling him atop it, he hits one more Edgecution to put the superhero through the table.)
Tenay: The Hurricane isn't moving. He may be seriously hurt. We need medics.
Edge: (standing atop the fallen Hurricane) This is my show. This is my show. I will not be disrespected on my show. Was it funny Mick? Are you laughing now?
(We fade to commercial. When we come back, the whole Pride, except for Mercury, are standing in the ring. )
Alpha Male: Last night, R-Truth viciously assaulted me at Bound For Glory. I actually had to go to the hospital due to his attack. I am not medically cleared to be here. And it's all due to R-Truth.I have to say....I respect that. This may surprise all of you. But for months, I have been saying that R-Truth is weak, that he is prey. He doesn't have it in him to survive. Last night, he proved me wrong. I respect that. So, I have a unique opportunity. R-Truth, I want you to come out here so I can talk to you.
(Truth's music hits, and he comes out, but without any pomp or flash. He slides into the ring, but stays far away from the Pride.)
Alpha Male: And he shows killer instincts even now. Outnumbered, he puts himself in the best spot for a fight. You show again you are the man I said you weren't. Don't worry
Truth. The Pride is not here to hurt you. Instead, they are here to welcome you. After you proving yourself last night, you showed that you belong. We want you to be a part of the Pride. You belong in the most dominant faction FWA has ever seen.
(Brown puts out his hand. As the fans urge R-Truth not to do it, he grabs the mic from Brown and grasps his hand. Brown is thrilled.)
R-Truth: You see, Monty. I have to admit. You taught me a few things about myself. First, you taught me I am a predator. (Brown smiles and agrees.) You taught me I am one of the most dangerous men in FWA. (Brown starts chanting yes) And I am born to lead, not follow. (Brown seems less sure, but still nods) But do you know what you taught me most, Monty? (uncertainty) You taught me that I really, REALLY don't like you.
(Truth drops the mic and starts hammering away at the Alpha Male. Mvp tries to interfere only to get a float over DDT. Truth dives at Brown with the spinning forearm. Because Lashley has already abandoned the ring, Nitro pulls brown out. Henry tries to attack Truth. While he initially gets the upper hand, Truth hits the spinning forearm and lands an axe kick while he is stunned. Standing over Henry, he taunts Brown on the ramp.)
R-Truth: You are going to regret teaching me, Monty. Because I am going to use every single thing I have learned to bury you.
(Cutting backstage, we see Scott Hall in his dressing room. As he stretches, Joe walks in.)
Hall: Well, if it isn't the (signature finger wagging) formerly unbeaten Samoan submission machine, Samoa Joe. What do you want, chico?
Joe: (unamused chuckle) Well, maybe you weren't paying attention last night, but they called the match in my favor. Call it what you want, I beat you.
Hall: What I remember is pinning you, one, two, three, in the center of the ring. Then, after the whole world saw me beat you, they announced you had been awarded the match. You wanna take a paper win, chico, that's fine. But we both know who really won last night.
Joe: Well, if that's how you feel. How about showing you can beat me again? Senshi has been barred from the arena. Let's go one more time.
Hall: (wagging fingers) Am I supposed to be intimidated? I beat you once; I beat you again. You wanna fight? I'll show the world once again that Samoa Joe is not fit for my show.
Joe: When I break you tonight, I'm gonna love taking your title.
Hall: I said you got a fight tonight, chico. This? (holds up his title) You had your shot at this. I didn't even owe you that. The fat man done sang on your opportunity. You go to the back of the line, Sloppy Joe.
Joe: Just like everyone else. You talk the talk. Then you get the opportunity to show you're the man you claim, and you just back down.
Hall: I ain't got nothing to prove to you, you flat slob. I beat your ass last night. I showed you're not in my league. Tonight, you're the man who has something to prove.
Joe: I'll prove this. (slaps the taste out of Hall's mouth) See you tonight, paper champion.
(As Hall holds his cheek angrily, we cut to Leticia Cline interviewing Eddie.)
Cline: I am here with one half of the holders of the Tag Team Titles, Eddie Guerrero.
Eddie: Holder? Chiquita, you make it sound awkward. The way I see it, babita, whoever holds the belts, they are the men of the tag team division. And right now, we see who has the gold around their waists.
Cline: I'm sure that at least two tag teams would dispute that characterization. But tonight...
(She is interrupted by Shad, looming over Eddie.)
Shad: That was quite the steal last night, "homes". I'll give it to you, you pulled a fast one. That belt even looks pretty good around your waist. But you know....I think it'd look better around mine. How about tomorrow, on Raw, you put that belt up against me?
Eddie: Wait, you want me to put one of the tag team belts up? Just one? You want HALF of the championship? Ok, vato. that's a crazy ass request, but you got it. Tomorrow night. We fight for my half of the belts. Viva la raza loco. (walks away)
Shad: Wait, um. That's not....DAMNIT.
Tenay: One cannot simply throw out challenges to Eddie Guerrero carelessly.
JR: And we go from one reckless challenge to another. Randy Orton has challenged Brock Lesnar again. He claimed that last night was "like lightning striking. It never happens twice."
Tenay: Commissioner Foley has responded as one would expect. He has renewed the ban against New Blood interference, with the caveat that it will get Randy Orton fired if any New Blood member interferes.
JR: Orton claims last night was a fluke. Tonight we see if he is correct.
Randy Orton v Brock Lesnar
(Orton waits until Lesnar comes into the ring. As Lesnar turns after his rope pulling entrance, Orton hits the RKO. Lesnar kicks out at two.)
JR: The viper struck when it was least expected. I thought it was over right there, but Lesnar powered out.
Tenay: This is what makes Randy Orton so dangerous.
(Despite Orton's sneak attack, Lesnar comes back. He tosses Orton around the ring. We alternate back and forth between Lesnar's power and Orton's vicious underhanded tactics. Somehow, Orton reverses an F5 into an RKO. Unfortunately for Orton, Lesnar slides out of the ring. As he goes for the kill, Matt Morgan comes out. He prepares to mace Lesnar, though Orton tells him not to. At the last second, Lesnar ducks, and the spray goes into Orton's face. The ref calls for the bell as Lesnar rolls the helpless Orton into the ring.)
Tenay: I can't believe Orton is fired. Even Matt Morgan is stunned.
JR: This is exactly what he deserves! And he has more coming!
(Lesnar lifts Orton into an F5. He lifts Orton by his leg, cranking it over his head, as we go to commercial.)
(As we come back, we see Maven lying at the base of the stairs, holding his leg and screaming. We hear doctors saying he isn't cleared.)
Tenay: Why would Cena do this? Is he too scared to face Maven for real after losing last night?
JR: I wouldn't believe for a second John Cena did this. He wanted to prove he could beat Maven without outside interference. This is exactly the opposite of what he wanted.
Tenay: Fortunately for us, Ted DiBiase is pulling strings and is scheduling a last minute replacement match.
John Cena v Tyson Tomko
(Cena dominates most of the match. When he lifts Tomko for the F5, Maven's music hits. He comes limping out on crutches, and salutes the fans.)
Maven: Though I was the victim of an unfortunate "accident", I will not deprive all of you of my presence. You were promised the Million Dollar Maven tonight....and by god, you will get him.
Tenay: Million Dollar Maven. I like it. It's catchy.
JR: If you're a used car salesman or a grifter.
(Though Tomko gains a brief advantage, Cena pulls out the FU and the pin. He and Maven stare each other down. Cena yells that Maven can't fake his way out of the ass kicking that's coming.)
(We cut to commercial.)
X Division Championship
Chris Sabin (c) v Evan Bourne v CM Punk
JR: Commissioner Foley was convinced to make a match for the title by Leticia Cline last night after the one on one between CM Punk and Evan Bourne. The feedback off their Velocity match cemented her recommendation. We have had main events on pay per views rated less highly than this match.
Tenay: It's nepotism, pure and simple, JR.
JR: Or sound booking. Outside of the common ancestor Darwin mentioned, there is no connection between Foley and these men.
Tenay: He let Leticia Cline make a match just because she's pretty.
JR: Which....wouldn't be nepotism. And are you denying that this is a hell of a matchup?
Tenay: What difference does that make? Sabin should not have to defend his belt after that brutal match last night. He beat five men, JR.
JR: Boo hoo.
(The three men put on quite a show. Mostly the match is between CM Punk and Bourne, as every time Sabin attempts to get involved he is shut down by the other two. Eventually, he slides in behind Punk's "Go TO Sleep" with the roll up and the three count. After the match, Bourne complains to Sabin, only to get a beat down from the Machine guns.)
JR: That's neither warranted nor sanctioned, damnit.
Tenay: The match is over, JR. The rules are out the window.
(After the Motor City Machineguns beat down on the competitors, Amazing Red runs down for the save. Both MCMG flee looking at him.)
Tenay: And we have an unwanted interrution.
JR: Or a grand save depending on your point of view.
(Going backstage, we see MVP talking to Leticia Cline.)
MVP: Admit it, baby. You have never seen gold look so good. I give this flair. I give this style. This belt looks amazing as I walk...
Godfather: Yeah, we all got to see how great it looked last night as you walked it out of the arena....in the middle of a match.
MVP: Look, Godfather, don't be sore that you didn't capitalize on your opportunity. You had a shot. You just didn't come away with the gold...like me.
Godfather: Well, I admittedly don't have your flair for magic.
VP: Magic?
Godfather: Yeah. When you were getting your ass handed to you in the ring, you pulled a David Copperfield. The champ (wiggles his fingers) disappeared.
MVP: Oh, you got jokes. We'll see if you're anywhere near as funny tomorrow. I'll even give you the choice of match.
Godfather: Cute. Tomorrow night, I make your pride disappear. Pretty soon, your title will follow. We'll see who is the better magician.
(We cut back to the ring, where RVD is already standing.)
RVD: Finally, after last night, there is nothing more preventing me from being announced as the official main event for Wrestlemania! There's been more than a little BS put in my path...
(The nWo's theme hits and Hogan comes out, flanked by Big Show and Nash, He gets into the ring to confront RVD.)
Hogan: Let me tell you something, brother. If you think that we are done after that little cheap crap you pulled last night, you are mistaken. Just like you did at Royale Rumble, you showed you can't go toe to toe with me.
RVD: Dude. I beat you, one, two, three. It's over. Accept it like a man.
Hogan: I don't accept anything. Tonight, you and me will go again. I will take...
RVD: That's not gonna happen, man. I didn't owe you that Bound For Glory match. I did it because I'm Rob. Van. Dam. I gave you your shot. You lost. Move on.
(Hogan nods a few times, clearly angry. After a few seconds, he just starts pounding on RVD. The other nWo members rush the ring and start hitting RVD too.)
JR:This is just a mugging. Hogan is a sore loser. Foley needs...
("You think you know me...." The fans erupt as Edge comes out.)
Tenay: Holy crap, JR. I think...I think Edge just joined the nWo.
JR: I can't....no, this fits Edge's loss of control. His anger over being excluded from the main event. As much as I want to deny it, this makes perfect sense.
(Edge slides into the ring and demands that the nWo pick up RVD. Nash happily obliges. Edge sizes up RVD and spears Hogan. As the fans go insane, Nash drops RVD in shock. He gets a spear too. Show evacuates the ring to get Hogan to safety. Edge screams incoherent threats to the nWo as they stagger up the ramp.)
Tenay: I truly never saw that coming.
JR: Edge just saved RVD from a three on one beatdown. This is one of the most amazing moments we have ever seen in FWA.
Tenay: I cannot wait to see what Foley does with this, JR.
(Commercial. As we come back to the ring, Samoa Joe's music hits, and he storms down to the ring.)
Scott Hall v Samoa Joe
JR: Joe is in a foul mood tonight. He wants to show he can beat Hall.
Tenay: And he had Senshi banned from the ring tonight. Foley has security all around the arena, at every entrance to the Battle Creek stadium and the actual ring area. This match WILL be one on one.
(Hey yooooooo...the nWo's theme hits and Hall saunters to the ring, doing his classic finger wag to show what he thinks of Joe.)
JR: Obviously, Hall, did not learn his lesson last night as to what happens when you mock Samoa Joe.
Tenay: Why would he? He won, JR.
JR: Despite Scott Hall's bravado, he most certainly did not win last night. The record books show Samoa Joe beating Scott Hall.
Tenay: I agree with Hall. We all saw him pin Samoa Joe in the ring. One. Two. Three. Don't you always complain about technicalities disguising reality?
JR: (sighing) Yeah, I guess Hall has a point.
(As the two competitors square off, Goldberg's music hits. Accompanied by a dozen security, Goldberg makes his way to the announcer's table.)
JR: What the hell is this? Foley promised a closed arena.
Tenay: As you can see by the security, Goldberg is being escorted out here. We are being told he will be surrounded at all times. He is a heavily watched observer.
(Joe and Hall lock up. Though Joe uses his size to his advantage, tossing Hall about, Hall uses the toothpick in the eye to falter the offense. He then chop blocks Joe and starts working on leg submissions.)
Tenay: We are blessed tonight to have Goldberg joining us.
JR: Blessed my sooner butt...
Goldberg: Thank you Mike Tenay. Go to hell, JR.
Tenay: Who are you rooting for tonight Goldberg?
Goldberg:Rooting for? Nobody of course.
JR: Why are you out here tonight?
Goldberg: It's simple. Last night I beat the WCW champion. I am one step away from being the greatest wrestler in FWA. Whoever wins tonight is my next target. I will show that there is not a single person in FWA above Goldberg.
(Joe is able to fight off Hall. As both men get to their feet, Joe leg lariats Hall. Taking advantage, he slaps Hall into the corner. Delivering nasty kicks, he goes for his typical spinning enseguri, but Hall is the first ever to duck it. He catches Joe in a back suplex...right into the turnbuckle.)
JR: That'll cripple a man!
Goldberg: You don't get to be the top of the heap by worrying about your opponent. You become the biggest name in sports by going to any length to destroy the opposition. This is exactly what I want tonight. I want to see who is more vicious. I want to see who is the absolute best we have to offer. And then I will destroy them.
Tenay: Even if that involves the ending of a career?
Goldberg: ESPECIALLY if it involves that. I want a predator. I want a beast. I want to show that I am FWA. I want one of these guys to kill the other. And I will face him in a sand arena with swords to make my case. There will be no question that I am the greatest ever when I defeat tonight's winner.
(Joe fights out of the following abdominal stretch. Tossing Hall over his hip, he hits a nasty diving kick to the face and follows up with a running senton. Hall kicks out before the 2, He picks Hall up for the muscle buster but Hall fights out. As Joe staggers away, Hall delivers a double axe handle, and then does an interesting combo, suplexing Joe into the ropes and then face planting him.)
Goldberg: When you are the best, you must constantly reinvent yourself. Opponents will watch your matches to know what you will bring. Coming up with new offense is what makes you the man. No one can predict you.
(Hall goes for a crossface, but Joe lifts him into a Samoan drop variation.Taking the stunned Hall to the corner, he hits the Muscle Buster.)
Jr: That's it ladies and gentlemen. Samoa Joe has finally defeated Scott Hall. One. Two.
Tenay: NO! Scott Hall is the first person to ever kick out of the Muscle Buster.
Goldberg: Look at Joe's face. He cannot believe it. He has finally met someone who is his equal. And he is at a loss for how to compete.
(Joe is furious. He pulls up Hall for a battering. When he goes for a powerbomb, Hall uses the momentum to slide behind him. As joe turns, he gets a thumb to the eye, then Hall hits the Outsider's Edge. Just to make sure it's over, he puts his feet on the ropes.)
JR: And it isn't enough, Joe kicks out!
Goldberg: Even I can't believe that. That was a game ender. And yet Joe is somehow still in it.
(Joe fights back and goes for the cocina clutch. Hall low blows him outside of the ref's view and back drops Joe.)
JR: Dirty pool!
Tenay: And yet, Joe is hanging on. He still has the hold.
Goldberg: But his shoulders are down, and the ref sees it.
(Even as Joe chokes out Hall, the ref starts counting the three. Hall finally submits as the ref hits the mat for the third time.)
JR: Samoa Joe just beat Scott Hall!
Goldberg: But the ref didn't see the tap! Scott Hall is the first man to beat Samoa Joe!
(The ref raises Hall's hand to the shock of Joe. Fuming, he shoves Hall into the corner and hits the Muscle Buster.)
JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, we leave you with more questions than answers for the second night in a row.
(We go off the air as Joe stands over the body of Hall, holding the title high.)
JR: We are witnessing a thing of beauty. These two men are putting on a clinic.
(After several reversed holds, Samoa Joe catches Hall in the choke.)
Tenay: He's going for the Clutch! This may be it.
(Scott Hall doesn't let him get the legs in. They struggle for awhile until Senshi slides into the ring. Senshi dives at them. Hall ducks and Joe catches the nasty kick to the face.)
JR: Oh come on. Not like this. What a great match ruined by Senshi.
(As the ref starts telling the announcer to go for the bell, Hall clotheslines Senshi out of the ring. He turns to Joe, dodges a wild, disoriented kick, and sets him up for the Outsider's Edge. He hits it, and, as the fans count the three, the ref finally gets the bell rung. Hall stands tall, arms raised in victory.)
Tenay: I....Scott Hall is the first person to successfully pin Samoa Joe. I am at a loss for words.
JR: And, even worse, it didn't count. He thinks he won, but the ref is explaining it was a DQ.
Tenay: Scott Hall is fuming. He can't believe it. He did what no one has done yet. Pin Samoa Joe....and he still loses?
(Hall kicks the ref in the gut and Outsider's Edges him right on top of Joe. Again he raises his belt high over the downed men before he goes to the back.)
...
JR: And now....we come to our main event of the evening. A dream match that none of us ever expected to see. Goldberg v Shawn Michaels.
(Michaels dives off the top rope, only to get a spear mid air. Injured and all, Goldberg gets the pin.)
JR: OH MY GOD! HE JUST BROKE HIM IN HALF. MID-AIR SPEAR!
Tenay: And he gets the one. Two. Three. It is over.
JR: Goldberg has somehow overcome the odds to win, yet again.
(As Goldberg celebrates, Steiner jumps over the barracade and grabs the headdress. Before anyone can stop him, he mounts the fallen HBK and locks in the Steiner Recliner.)
JR: Shawn Michael's poked the bear and now the bear is responding.
Tenay: Someone needs to get out here and stop this. Michaels is helpless!
(Officials run out and try to drag Steiner off of HBK. The show fades to black as they keep trying.)
(The recap fades into the opening video for Aftermath, accompanied by "Aftermath" by Crown the Empire.)
JR: If you didn't see Bound For Glory last night, you missed a real treat. Scott Hall pinned Samoa Joe for the first time in FWA, even if it didn't count. Goldberg won two massive matches, first against the New Bloods with Brock Lesnar and then defeating the WCW Champion, Shawn Michaels. And lets not forget that the Road Warriors are back.
Tenay: As amazing as last night was JR, we have no more time to discuss it. The chaos from Bound For Glory continues, as Commissioner Mick Foley is in the ring to deal with the fallout.
Foley: It is always amazing to be in Battle Creek, Michigan. (cheap pop) If I look a little rough, it's because my loely Collette was not thrilled with my performance last night. I am not sure how she accomplished it, but she cancelled my hotel room. While I love your city here, there aren't a whole lot of hotel options....and I'm getting a bit old to be sleeping in the car. I am not in the best shape or spirits tonight. While last night was an amazing show, it was also a nightmare of problems. We have to...
("You think you know me..." Edge's pyros go off and he storms to the ring. Grabbing a microphone, he gets in Foley's face.)
Edge: You're damn right we have problems we need to address.
Foley: Sure, Edge. This wasn't what I had in mind. But, by all means, let's stop everything again to deal with whatever is pissing you off. We don't have anything else to deal with but you.
Edge: Cut the sarcasm, jackass. You're not cute. It was bad enough that I didn't have a match scheduled last night. I had to fight tooth and nail to get a backburner match, most of which wasn't even aired. Though our match got the best response, I have nothing, AGAIN, tonight. What the hell is wrong with you Foley?
Foley: We interrupted four matches to bring your action to the screen...
Edge: No more BS! Why don't I have a match tonight?
Foley: Well, like I told you yesterday. It wasn't meant to be a slight. Most of our wrestlers didn't get a match last night...
Edge: Most of our wrestlers didn't last a record time in the largest Royale Rumble ever, going from one to 38.
Foley: ....and still not win. Moving on. We fixed last night for you. You had one of the most brutal matches at Bound For Glory. I made the executive decision that all of you who had hardcore matches got the night off. Kane. Umaga. Sabu. You. Jericho. Finley. Raven. None of you were on the schedule tonight. Contrary to what some people think, I care about my stars. I want you healthy. I want you to be able to compete. I don't want you killing yourself tonight after a brutal grueling match last night. It's not a slight. I am taking care of you.
Edge: And did you consider maybe I WANT to be here tonight? Maybe I WANT to show off after silencing that loudmouth. I WANT to be seen. I don't want to be taken care of!
Foley: (holding up his hands) Fine! I will find you an opponent. You will have a match tonight. I am sorry I took your health into consideration in not booking you. I will not consider you again without talking to you. Have I fixed this for you? Can I get back to my business please?
Edge: It. Better. Be. Good.
(As Edge storms to the back, Foley wipes his face and tries to continue.)
Foley: Where was I? A lot of things still need to be resolved from last night. So...
(John Cena's music blares. As Foley sighs dramatically, Cena storms out.)
Cena: I want Maven, tonight.
Foley: Look, John, I get you're mad about...
Cena: Tonight! Either you give me the match, or I make it happen backstage. Your call.
Foley: (struggling to keep his composure) Fine, John. I will give you your rematch tonight. Leave, before you test the limits of my patience. (as Cena leaves) Finally we can get...
("Holla if ya hear meeeeeeee" As the nWo's music hits, teiner comes out. Not even bothering to get to the ring, he stops on the stage with a microphone.)
Steiner: Mick! If we're discussing problems with FWA business. Here I am.
Foley: (visibly angry) You know, Scott. You are right. You are a problem. I planned on dealing with you later, but here you are...
Steiner: I am tired of waiting. I want Shawndra tonight!
Foley: Wait. Excuse me? You assault my refs. You taint my main event. You refuse to follow the rules. You interrupt me now. And you want me to reward you? You want a title shot for causing me problems? Are you high? Drunk? Absolutely not. There's no way in hell that I will give you what you want after what you did last night. I'll figure out what you have coming when I calm down. But if you don't get out of my sight now, you'll make me do something we both regret.
Steiner: I'm not a patient man, Foley. You have til Smackdown. That's it. Fix this, or else.
Foley: (as Steiner leaves) This is exactly what is starting to piss me off. The inmates do not run my asylum. Before I get interrupted again, Ken Kennedy, get your ass out here. I will finish my business.
(Kennedy's music hits and he comes out gesturing for his microphone.)
Foley: NO! If anyone drops that microphone, I will personally fire them. (Kennedy makes his way to the ring.) Last night, you decided to ruin my Velocity by attacking Heidenreich after the match was over.
Kennedy: Well, MICK, you knew what you were getting when you booked me. So, you get to deal with it. It's over. Move on.
Foley: Moving on is an option. It's one I'm not going to choose. Instead, I will "deal with it". I warned you last night that there would be consequences. Tonight, you will run the gauntlet. It will be Ken Kennedy v The Road Warriors.
Kennedy: So, after I beat him in the ring last night, you're going to let me beat up Heidenreich again. Oh, no, please not that Mr. Foley. Please don't give me what I was as a punishment.
Foley: I don't think you understood me. Yes, you face Road Warrior Heidenreich tonight. And then Hawk. And then Animal. Ring the bell. Let's make this happen.
Kennedy v Heidenreich, Hawk, and Animal
(Heidenreich comes out and the two lock up. Heidenreich tosses Kennedy around like a doll for most of the match, despite Kennedy trying cheap tactics. Kennedy eventually hits a desparation pendulum DDT. He tries for a Swanton but Heidenreich dodges. Kennedy gets to his feet and stumbles back into a Road Warrior spinning slam for the pinfall.)
(After the match, Kennedy tries to leave.)
Foley: No one told you to leave that ring. Your match is not over.
Kennedy: I already lost, Foley. It's done.
Foley: Oh no. I told you you had to run the guantlet. That means you face all three, no matter whether you win or lose.
Kennedy: That's bullcrap, Mick...
Foley: Bring out Hawk. Ring the bell.
(Hawk comes out, and, at first, the two lock up. After a few bad exchanges, Kennedy simply gives up and falls over to be pinned. Hawk looks to Foley who shakes his head. Hawk drags Kennedy to his feet by his neck. After several more slams and a significant beating, he power slams Kennedy, and follows up with a reverse stunner for the pin,)
JR: I'm going to say something that I never expected to say. Even I feel bad for Ken Kennedy here. He's taken quite the beating, and he still has to face Animal.
Tenay: Kennedy should have kept his words soft and sweet, since he had to eat them later. He came out when Foley was already in a bad mood, and kept pushing his buttons. This sucks, but Kennedy could have avoided the worst of it.
(Animal comes out. Kennedy is barely able to stand. This doesn't stop Animal from delivering a massive beating. He picks up Kennedy for multiple rib breakers, and hits a nasty piledriver, followed by a running powerslam. Finally, he lifts the almost unconscious Kennedy into a press slam face breaker for the victory.)
JR: Foley starts off Raw by reasserting his dominance over his show.
Tenay: It looks like we're in for a wild ride tonight.
(We go to commercial. When we return, Rhyno is in the ring, basking in massive cheers and welcome home chants.)
Rhyno: It feels amazing to be home. FWA takes me all around the world, but there is still nowhere as good as Battle Creek. (pauses for cheers, and then holds up the belt) And, as you can all see, I am still the Intercontinental Champion. But, this really isn't mine yet. You see, I made a stipulation last night. And I didn't succeed. I was supposed to beat BOTH members of MNM last night, but, well, I only pinned Johnny Nitro. Joey Mercury was never pinned or submitted. Until I fix that, I am not truly champion.
(MNM's music hits and Mercury limps out, all bandaged up, with a neck brace on.)
Mercury: I think we can all agree that I lost last night. You gored me through a barricade. I was carried out on a stretcher. I can barly move tonight. My inability to compete last night disqualified me.
Rhyno: No ref called it. We didn't have count outs last night. So that means the match is still technically on. I talked to Foley, and he agrees. We have to finish this. Come on Mercury. You deserve your shot. I will not let it be said that Rhyno is a paper champion. No one will say I don't give people what they earned.
Tenay: Oh, this is just rubbing salt in the wound. Joey Mercury isn't able to compete tonight.
JR: Yet I am hearing that Foley has authorized this match. And we have security escorting Mercury TO the ring, something we have never seen before.
Intercontinental Championship
Rhyno v Joey Mercury
(Mercury is rolled into the ring by security. He holds his hands up and is clearly trying to bargain with Rhyno. Rhyno quickly lays into the injured ribs and drives him back to the corner. Mercury collapses, only to get stomped into oblivion. Delivering several power moves, Rhyno tosses him into the ropes for a definitive AA spinebuster.)
Tenay: This isn't necessary. Mercury is helpless. He could be pinned at any time. Rhyno is just trying to hurt him.
JR: After everything they put him through, are you surprised? Can you really blame him?
(Lifting Mercury onto his shoulder, Rhyno parades around the ring, taunting to all four sides. He hits a running powerslam to the center of the ring. Going to the corner, he motions for Mercury to get up and then crushes him with the Gore. )
JR: And with that pinfall, Rhyno is now officially the champ.
Tenay: Oh, don't buy into that nonsense, JR. None of this was necessary. Rhyno was the champ last night. Mercury was right. This was just a shame to injure him even more.
JR: Whatever it was, it ended any claims of MNM to Rhyno's title.
(Cutting backstage, we see Rey with Leticia Cline. Psychosis comes up.)
Psychosis: We had that match won last night. We were distroying Kyo Dai. Then what happened? Rey Mysterio had to show off. He had to take the spotlight. He couldn't just go for the victory. He had to lucha flip out of the ring and get at Tajiri. We lost last night because you had to showboat. We lost because you made it all about you. The Mexicools won't forget that, Rey. You have a massive debt to repay. Don't think we won't collect.
JR: That sounds ominous.
Tenay: Rey already has to look over his shoulder for Kyo Dai. The last thing he needed was to make enemies out of the Mexicools as well.
( We cut back to the ring where Edge is waiting for his opponent. "Stand Back! There's a Hurricane coming through.")
JR: After the big win Hurricane had over Shelton Benjamin last night, this is a huge match for both men! What a great pick by Foley.
Tenay: By the look on Edge's face it seems he could not disagree more. He looks livid about the choice of opponent.
Edge v The Hurricane
(As Hurricane gets into the ring, Edge cuts him in half with a spear. Dragging him up, he hits an Edgecution and goes for the pin. Somehow, Hurricane kicks out.)
JR: The heart of the Hurricane cannot be denied. Even with the sneak attack, Edge cannot put the superhero down.
(Edge picks Hurricane up once more. He slaps him a couple of times, only to get a surprise shining wizard. Staggered, he drops to a knee, allowing Hurricane to hit another. When Hurricane goes for the chokeslam, Edge low blows him, getting the DQ. He hits another massive spear, knocking Hurricane out of the ring.)
Edge: (screaming) You think this is a joke, Mick? You send out a clown in a cape for my match. You want to disrespect me?
JR: What a sad end to this match. These two men could have stolen tonight's show.
Tenay: This was never a match to Edge. This was a slap in the face. And as for stealing the show, it looks like he still intends to do that.
(Stalking Hurricane to the outside, Edge spears him once more. Dragging him to the stairs, he hits the Edgecution on the steel. While Hurricane twitches, Edge pulls out a chair and hits a modified conchairto on the stairs. The fans booing is deafening.)
Edge: This is my show. Don't you forget it. This is what happens when you forget it.
JR: We get it, Edge. No more. You have made your point.
(But Edge isn't done. He pulls Hurricane to the announcer's table. Pulling him atop it, he hits one more Edgecution to put the superhero through the table.)
Tenay: The Hurricane isn't moving. He may be seriously hurt. We need medics.
Edge: (standing atop the fallen Hurricane) This is my show. This is my show. I will not be disrespected on my show. Was it funny Mick? Are you laughing now?
(We fade to commercial. When we come back, the whole Pride, except for Mercury, are standing in the ring. )
Alpha Male: Last night, R-Truth viciously assaulted me at Bound For Glory. I actually had to go to the hospital due to his attack. I am not medically cleared to be here. And it's all due to R-Truth.I have to say....I respect that. This may surprise all of you. But for months, I have been saying that R-Truth is weak, that he is prey. He doesn't have it in him to survive. Last night, he proved me wrong. I respect that. So, I have a unique opportunity. R-Truth, I want you to come out here so I can talk to you.
(Truth's music hits, and he comes out, but without any pomp or flash. He slides into the ring, but stays far away from the Pride.)
Alpha Male: And he shows killer instincts even now. Outnumbered, he puts himself in the best spot for a fight. You show again you are the man I said you weren't. Don't worry
Truth. The Pride is not here to hurt you. Instead, they are here to welcome you. After you proving yourself last night, you showed that you belong. We want you to be a part of the Pride. You belong in the most dominant faction FWA has ever seen.
(Brown puts out his hand. As the fans urge R-Truth not to do it, he grabs the mic from Brown and grasps his hand. Brown is thrilled.)
R-Truth: You see, Monty. I have to admit. You taught me a few things about myself. First, you taught me I am a predator. (Brown smiles and agrees.) You taught me I am one of the most dangerous men in FWA. (Brown starts chanting yes) And I am born to lead, not follow. (Brown seems less sure, but still nods) But do you know what you taught me most, Monty? (uncertainty) You taught me that I really, REALLY don't like you.
(Truth drops the mic and starts hammering away at the Alpha Male. Mvp tries to interfere only to get a float over DDT. Truth dives at Brown with the spinning forearm. Because Lashley has already abandoned the ring, Nitro pulls brown out. Henry tries to attack Truth. While he initially gets the upper hand, Truth hits the spinning forearm and lands an axe kick while he is stunned. Standing over Henry, he taunts Brown on the ramp.)
R-Truth: You are going to regret teaching me, Monty. Because I am going to use every single thing I have learned to bury you.
(Cutting backstage, we see Scott Hall in his dressing room. As he stretches, Joe walks in.)
Hall: Well, if it isn't the (signature finger wagging) formerly unbeaten Samoan submission machine, Samoa Joe. What do you want, chico?
Joe: (unamused chuckle) Well, maybe you weren't paying attention last night, but they called the match in my favor. Call it what you want, I beat you.
Hall: What I remember is pinning you, one, two, three, in the center of the ring. Then, after the whole world saw me beat you, they announced you had been awarded the match. You wanna take a paper win, chico, that's fine. But we both know who really won last night.
Joe: Well, if that's how you feel. How about showing you can beat me again? Senshi has been barred from the arena. Let's go one more time.
Hall: (wagging fingers) Am I supposed to be intimidated? I beat you once; I beat you again. You wanna fight? I'll show the world once again that Samoa Joe is not fit for my show.
Joe: When I break you tonight, I'm gonna love taking your title.
Hall: I said you got a fight tonight, chico. This? (holds up his title) You had your shot at this. I didn't even owe you that. The fat man done sang on your opportunity. You go to the back of the line, Sloppy Joe.
Joe: Just like everyone else. You talk the talk. Then you get the opportunity to show you're the man you claim, and you just back down.
Hall: I ain't got nothing to prove to you, you flat slob. I beat your ass last night. I showed you're not in my league. Tonight, you're the man who has something to prove.
Joe: I'll prove this. (slaps the taste out of Hall's mouth) See you tonight, paper champion.
(As Hall holds his cheek angrily, we cut to Leticia Cline interviewing Eddie.)
Cline: I am here with one half of the holders of the Tag Team Titles, Eddie Guerrero.
Eddie: Holder? Chiquita, you make it sound awkward. The way I see it, babita, whoever holds the belts, they are the men of the tag team division. And right now, we see who has the gold around their waists.
Cline: I'm sure that at least two tag teams would dispute that characterization. But tonight...
(She is interrupted by Shad, looming over Eddie.)
Shad: That was quite the steal last night, "homes". I'll give it to you, you pulled a fast one. That belt even looks pretty good around your waist. But you know....I think it'd look better around mine. How about tomorrow, on Raw, you put that belt up against me?
Eddie: Wait, you want me to put one of the tag team belts up? Just one? You want HALF of the championship? Ok, vato. that's a crazy ass request, but you got it. Tomorrow night. We fight for my half of the belts. Viva la raza loco. (walks away)
Shad: Wait, um. That's not....DAMNIT.
Tenay: One cannot simply throw out challenges to Eddie Guerrero carelessly.
JR: And we go from one reckless challenge to another. Randy Orton has challenged Brock Lesnar again. He claimed that last night was "like lightning striking. It never happens twice."
Tenay: Commissioner Foley has responded as one would expect. He has renewed the ban against New Blood interference, with the caveat that it will get Randy Orton fired if any New Blood member interferes.
JR: Orton claims last night was a fluke. Tonight we see if he is correct.
Randy Orton v Brock Lesnar
(Orton waits until Lesnar comes into the ring. As Lesnar turns after his rope pulling entrance, Orton hits the RKO. Lesnar kicks out at two.)
JR: The viper struck when it was least expected. I thought it was over right there, but Lesnar powered out.
Tenay: This is what makes Randy Orton so dangerous.
(Despite Orton's sneak attack, Lesnar comes back. He tosses Orton around the ring. We alternate back and forth between Lesnar's power and Orton's vicious underhanded tactics. Somehow, Orton reverses an F5 into an RKO. Unfortunately for Orton, Lesnar slides out of the ring. As he goes for the kill, Matt Morgan comes out. He prepares to mace Lesnar, though Orton tells him not to. At the last second, Lesnar ducks, and the spray goes into Orton's face. The ref calls for the bell as Lesnar rolls the helpless Orton into the ring.)
Tenay: I can't believe Orton is fired. Even Matt Morgan is stunned.
JR: This is exactly what he deserves! And he has more coming!
(Lesnar lifts Orton into an F5. He lifts Orton by his leg, cranking it over his head, as we go to commercial.)
(As we come back, we see Maven lying at the base of the stairs, holding his leg and screaming. We hear doctors saying he isn't cleared.)
Tenay: Why would Cena do this? Is he too scared to face Maven for real after losing last night?
JR: I wouldn't believe for a second John Cena did this. He wanted to prove he could beat Maven without outside interference. This is exactly the opposite of what he wanted.
Tenay: Fortunately for us, Ted DiBiase is pulling strings and is scheduling a last minute replacement match.
John Cena v Tyson Tomko
(Cena dominates most of the match. When he lifts Tomko for the F5, Maven's music hits. He comes limping out on crutches, and salutes the fans.)
Maven: Though I was the victim of an unfortunate "accident", I will not deprive all of you of my presence. You were promised the Million Dollar Maven tonight....and by god, you will get him.
Tenay: Million Dollar Maven. I like it. It's catchy.
JR: If you're a used car salesman or a grifter.
(Though Tomko gains a brief advantage, Cena pulls out the FU and the pin. He and Maven stare each other down. Cena yells that Maven can't fake his way out of the ass kicking that's coming.)
(We cut to commercial.)
X Division Championship
Chris Sabin (c) v Evan Bourne v CM Punk
JR: Commissioner Foley was convinced to make a match for the title by Leticia Cline last night after the one on one between CM Punk and Evan Bourne. The feedback off their Velocity match cemented her recommendation. We have had main events on pay per views rated less highly than this match.
Tenay: It's nepotism, pure and simple, JR.
JR: Or sound booking. Outside of the common ancestor Darwin mentioned, there is no connection between Foley and these men.
Tenay: He let Leticia Cline make a match just because she's pretty.
JR: Which....wouldn't be nepotism. And are you denying that this is a hell of a matchup?
Tenay: What difference does that make? Sabin should not have to defend his belt after that brutal match last night. He beat five men, JR.
JR: Boo hoo.
(The three men put on quite a show. Mostly the match is between CM Punk and Bourne, as every time Sabin attempts to get involved he is shut down by the other two. Eventually, he slides in behind Punk's "Go TO Sleep" with the roll up and the three count. After the match, Bourne complains to Sabin, only to get a beat down from the Machine guns.)
JR: That's neither warranted nor sanctioned, damnit.
Tenay: The match is over, JR. The rules are out the window.
(After the Motor City Machineguns beat down on the competitors, Amazing Red runs down for the save. Both MCMG flee looking at him.)
Tenay: And we have an unwanted interrution.
JR: Or a grand save depending on your point of view.
(Going backstage, we see MVP talking to Leticia Cline.)
MVP: Admit it, baby. You have never seen gold look so good. I give this flair. I give this style. This belt looks amazing as I walk...
Godfather: Yeah, we all got to see how great it looked last night as you walked it out of the arena....in the middle of a match.
MVP: Look, Godfather, don't be sore that you didn't capitalize on your opportunity. You had a shot. You just didn't come away with the gold...like me.
Godfather: Well, I admittedly don't have your flair for magic.
VP: Magic?
Godfather: Yeah. When you were getting your ass handed to you in the ring, you pulled a David Copperfield. The champ (wiggles his fingers) disappeared.
MVP: Oh, you got jokes. We'll see if you're anywhere near as funny tomorrow. I'll even give you the choice of match.
Godfather: Cute. Tomorrow night, I make your pride disappear. Pretty soon, your title will follow. We'll see who is the better magician.
(We cut back to the ring, where RVD is already standing.)
RVD: Finally, after last night, there is nothing more preventing me from being announced as the official main event for Wrestlemania! There's been more than a little BS put in my path...
(The nWo's theme hits and Hogan comes out, flanked by Big Show and Nash, He gets into the ring to confront RVD.)
Hogan: Let me tell you something, brother. If you think that we are done after that little cheap crap you pulled last night, you are mistaken. Just like you did at Royale Rumble, you showed you can't go toe to toe with me.
RVD: Dude. I beat you, one, two, three. It's over. Accept it like a man.
Hogan: I don't accept anything. Tonight, you and me will go again. I will take...
RVD: That's not gonna happen, man. I didn't owe you that Bound For Glory match. I did it because I'm Rob. Van. Dam. I gave you your shot. You lost. Move on.
(Hogan nods a few times, clearly angry. After a few seconds, he just starts pounding on RVD. The other nWo members rush the ring and start hitting RVD too.)
JR:This is just a mugging. Hogan is a sore loser. Foley needs...
("You think you know me...." The fans erupt as Edge comes out.)
Tenay: Holy crap, JR. I think...I think Edge just joined the nWo.
JR: I can't....no, this fits Edge's loss of control. His anger over being excluded from the main event. As much as I want to deny it, this makes perfect sense.
(Edge slides into the ring and demands that the nWo pick up RVD. Nash happily obliges. Edge sizes up RVD and spears Hogan. As the fans go insane, Nash drops RVD in shock. He gets a spear too. Show evacuates the ring to get Hogan to safety. Edge screams incoherent threats to the nWo as they stagger up the ramp.)
Tenay: I truly never saw that coming.
JR: Edge just saved RVD from a three on one beatdown. This is one of the most amazing moments we have ever seen in FWA.
Tenay: I cannot wait to see what Foley does with this, JR.
(Commercial. As we come back to the ring, Samoa Joe's music hits, and he storms down to the ring.)
Scott Hall v Samoa Joe
JR: Joe is in a foul mood tonight. He wants to show he can beat Hall.
Tenay: And he had Senshi banned from the ring tonight. Foley has security all around the arena, at every entrance to the Battle Creek stadium and the actual ring area. This match WILL be one on one.
(Hey yooooooo...the nWo's theme hits and Hall saunters to the ring, doing his classic finger wag to show what he thinks of Joe.)
JR: Obviously, Hall, did not learn his lesson last night as to what happens when you mock Samoa Joe.
Tenay: Why would he? He won, JR.
JR: Despite Scott Hall's bravado, he most certainly did not win last night. The record books show Samoa Joe beating Scott Hall.
Tenay: I agree with Hall. We all saw him pin Samoa Joe in the ring. One. Two. Three. Don't you always complain about technicalities disguising reality?
JR: (sighing) Yeah, I guess Hall has a point.
(As the two competitors square off, Goldberg's music hits. Accompanied by a dozen security, Goldberg makes his way to the announcer's table.)
JR: What the hell is this? Foley promised a closed arena.
Tenay: As you can see by the security, Goldberg is being escorted out here. We are being told he will be surrounded at all times. He is a heavily watched observer.
(Joe and Hall lock up. Though Joe uses his size to his advantage, tossing Hall about, Hall uses the toothpick in the eye to falter the offense. He then chop blocks Joe and starts working on leg submissions.)
Tenay: We are blessed tonight to have Goldberg joining us.
JR: Blessed my sooner butt...
Goldberg: Thank you Mike Tenay. Go to hell, JR.
Tenay: Who are you rooting for tonight Goldberg?
Goldberg:Rooting for? Nobody of course.
JR: Why are you out here tonight?
Goldberg: It's simple. Last night I beat the WCW champion. I am one step away from being the greatest wrestler in FWA. Whoever wins tonight is my next target. I will show that there is not a single person in FWA above Goldberg.
(Joe is able to fight off Hall. As both men get to their feet, Joe leg lariats Hall. Taking advantage, he slaps Hall into the corner. Delivering nasty kicks, he goes for his typical spinning enseguri, but Hall is the first ever to duck it. He catches Joe in a back suplex...right into the turnbuckle.)
JR: That'll cripple a man!
Goldberg: You don't get to be the top of the heap by worrying about your opponent. You become the biggest name in sports by going to any length to destroy the opposition. This is exactly what I want tonight. I want to see who is more vicious. I want to see who is the absolute best we have to offer. And then I will destroy them.
Tenay: Even if that involves the ending of a career?
Goldberg: ESPECIALLY if it involves that. I want a predator. I want a beast. I want to show that I am FWA. I want one of these guys to kill the other. And I will face him in a sand arena with swords to make my case. There will be no question that I am the greatest ever when I defeat tonight's winner.
(Joe fights out of the following abdominal stretch. Tossing Hall over his hip, he hits a nasty diving kick to the face and follows up with a running senton. Hall kicks out before the 2, He picks Hall up for the muscle buster but Hall fights out. As Joe staggers away, Hall delivers a double axe handle, and then does an interesting combo, suplexing Joe into the ropes and then face planting him.)
Goldberg: When you are the best, you must constantly reinvent yourself. Opponents will watch your matches to know what you will bring. Coming up with new offense is what makes you the man. No one can predict you.
(Hall goes for a crossface, but Joe lifts him into a Samoan drop variation.Taking the stunned Hall to the corner, he hits the Muscle Buster.)
Jr: That's it ladies and gentlemen. Samoa Joe has finally defeated Scott Hall. One. Two.
Tenay: NO! Scott Hall is the first person to ever kick out of the Muscle Buster.
Goldberg: Look at Joe's face. He cannot believe it. He has finally met someone who is his equal. And he is at a loss for how to compete.
(Joe is furious. He pulls up Hall for a battering. When he goes for a powerbomb, Hall uses the momentum to slide behind him. As joe turns, he gets a thumb to the eye, then Hall hits the Outsider's Edge. Just to make sure it's over, he puts his feet on the ropes.)
JR: And it isn't enough, Joe kicks out!
Goldberg: Even I can't believe that. That was a game ender. And yet Joe is somehow still in it.
(Joe fights back and goes for the cocina clutch. Hall low blows him outside of the ref's view and back drops Joe.)
JR: Dirty pool!
Tenay: And yet, Joe is hanging on. He still has the hold.
Goldberg: But his shoulders are down, and the ref sees it.
(Even as Joe chokes out Hall, the ref starts counting the three. Hall finally submits as the ref hits the mat for the third time.)
JR: Samoa Joe just beat Scott Hall!
Goldberg: But the ref didn't see the tap! Scott Hall is the first man to beat Samoa Joe!
(The ref raises Hall's hand to the shock of Joe. Fuming, he shoves Hall into the corner and hits the Muscle Buster.)
JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, we leave you with more questions than answers for the second night in a row.
(We go off the air as Joe stands over the body of Hall, holding the title high.)
