Post by wolvenbear on Jul 30, 2021 4:46:06 GMT -5
(The intro video plays, with "Across the Nation" by Union Underground behind it. We cut to the ring to see Foley.)
Foley: Don't get me wrong. I love my job. Being commissioner of the FWA is the greatest, most rewarding position I have ever had. And I love doing in, right here, in Madison, Wisconsin.
Tenay: Foley just can't help himself. He has to get that cheap pop in.
JR: He plays to the crowd. He knows what our fans want and he gives it to them.
Foley: But what I don't like, is addressing problems. Fixing things is part of the job. Helping our stars resolve their issues is part of the job. But addressing problems takes me away from designing the best possible show that I can design. Every moment that I have to deal with petty nonsense is a moment I cannot look for new talent, invent new stipulations, or scour the books to see what has never been done before. When 3 out of every 4 business hours are spent putting out fires, the quality of the show suffers.
Once this spills onto the show, we have a serious issue. Now, our stars are not just draining my time and my resources. They are stealing from the fans. You don't get to see 2 or 3 hours of the best entertainment around. You do not get what you paid for. Instead, you see contract disputes, and boring whining about "I want to be more important." The stars we pay to entertain you are preventing you from being entertained.
Let's be clear. As a famous President once said, "the buck stops here." This should not happen, and it is my fault...
Tenay: I bet he doesn't even know which President.
(The nWo's theme hits. Hogan, Hall, and Nash come out to the ramp, with Big Show making his way to ringside. Hogan already has a mic)
Hogan: Finally, the fat idiot gets it. Of course this is your fault, Foley. For months, you have let FWA deteriorate. You stuck your nose where it didn't belong. You have interfered and impeded us at every turn.
Foley: I am the damned commissioner. Anything here is my business, to "stick my nose in". And when you are bad for the FWA, you WILL see me.
Hogan: You let the Elite steal the WCW Title. You let RVD steal the Rumble. Tonight, it ends. We run the FAW now.
Foley: Security. Remove these jackasses from my arena.
(Security comes out. As soon as the first touches Hogan, he levels him. The nWo spring into action, taking out security right and left. We see Show backstage catching guards running to assist and throwing them into the walls. Back in the arena, as security starts to recoil from Hogan, Nash big boots them and jackknifes another on the ramp.The battle continues, with the nWo standing over piles of guards as we go to commercial.)
(As we return, the nWo has taken over the arena. They are tearing apart everything in sight.)
Foley: Stop! I have had enough of this. I will no longer have the inmates running the asylum. This ends now.
Hogan: You will fix this. You will give us what we want, and we will not leave until we get it.
Steiner: I want my rematch. I want it tonight.
Foley: That is an easy one. No. (The nWo flip out.) Even if I wanted to give it to you, and I do not, Shawn Michaels is not here tonight. While this will be addressed later, obviously, you will have no match with him while he is not here.
Steiner: That is bullcrap (he storms off).
Foley: Take it up with Michaels...oh you can't. Next idiot demand I can deny?
Hart: I want a shot against Rhyno for the Intercontinental Title.
Foley: There is no....actually, that one, I think I can do. That could be an amazing match. We will not do it tonight. On the next Main Event, however, we will have Bret Hart vs
Rhyno. As much as I hate to give in to terrorism...that is just good business,
Hogan: The Cure. I want them taken care of. I want them dealt with. We destroyed them at Bound For Glory. We want them out of our hair. I want them all fired.
Foley: Out of the question. No,
Hogan: You don't call the shots here, Foley. We run this show.
Foley: I think you're confused. The commissioner definitely runs the show.
Hogan: You don't know who you're messing with Foley! (starts stalking to the ring) You need to see...
Foley: NO! You need to see! I am the Alpha and the Omega. You are a washed up has been who has propped himself up with a group of much more talented younger men, who are better in their older years than you were in your prime. I am the man who runs this circus and you are the clown who couldn't close the deal at number 40 in the rumble with a 5 minute lag. You. Do. Not. Tell. Me. What. I. Do. You half rate failed sideshow.
Hogan: You will give me my shot. You will strip RVD of the Wrestlemania match and you will give it to me. And you will rid me of the Cure.
Foley: You will get nothing. You have lost not once. Not twice. But three times to RVD. I will not take anything from him for a three time loser, who didn't deserve his first shot.
(Hogan starts to get into the ring. But Edge's music hits. When they all turn to the stage, Edge dives over the barricade and spears Hogan, literally, out of his shoes. Nash tries to hit him with a chair, but Edge dodges and spears Nash into the ring post. He climbs back atop Hogan and hammers away.)
Edge: You are nothing. You are not Wrestlemania. This. Is. Not. About. You.
Tenay: What an explosive start to Raw. All hell has broken loose.
JR: Once again. Edge takes out Hogan. We have no idea why.
Foley: All right. That was unexpected. But, since he brought it up before his unfortunate....accident, we address the Cure. After the nonsense at Bound for Glory, we will have a match at Main Event to address the future of the nWo/Cure rivalry. Finally. Scott Hall. Our last man standing.
Hall: You want to reward me for being the first man to defeat Samoa Joe?
Foley: Hardly. While the ref counted the three, we all saw you tap out.
Hall: You saw me pin Joe for the second time in a row. And you keep bringing up technicalities.
Foley: And that win is now null and void. I am declaring that match a draw. (Hall objects.) Tonight, you will choose a man to compete against Samoa Joe. If he wins, you are done with Joe. If your surrogate loses, Joe will get another championship match. Oh, and, by the way, Scott, look behind you.
(Before Scott can turn around, Joe has him in the cocina clutch. He chokes him out as we go to commercial again.)
(Coming back, we go straight to a match.)
Eddie Guerrero v Shad
JR: This match started at no Way out when Cryme Tyme defeated the Dudleyz in a non tag match and Los Guerreros stole the belts. Last night, Shad challenged Eddie Guerrero for one of the tag team belts.
Tenay: Let's not perpetuate that lie, JR. Shad was very clear that he wanted both titles. Eddie chose to mishear him.
(The match starts off with Shad overpowering Eddie. He tosses him around the ring. Eddie uses a variety of cheap tricks to keep getting back in the game, but Shad keeps using brute strength to wear him down. Eventually, a massive power slam has the ref checking on if Eddie can continue. While the ref is distracted, Shad unties the turnbuckle cover. Lifting Eddie up onto his shoulder, he runs to launch him on the exposed turnbuckle. At the last second, Eddie slides off and drop kicks him into the turnbuckle. He rolls
Shad up and grabs the tights for three.)
Tenay: Shad had this match won. But he had to try and get fancy. He had to try and outplay Eddie Guerrero at his own game.
JR: And it backfired. No one outcheats a Guerrero. Eddie pulled out the last minute steal.
(Cutting backstage, we see Steiner approaching the Elite locker room. He bangs on the door, which is opened by Triple H,)
H: What the hell do you want?
Steiner: Get Shawndra. Now. If you know what's good for you.
H: SHAWN is not here. Now, you should leave. We have...
Steiner: Give him a message for me.
(Before Hunter can respond, Steiner starts pounding him. He suplexes him into the wall and then powerbombs him through a bench in the dressing room. Official rush in and drag him out before he can cause any more damage.)
Steiner: Imma break his little bitch ass. Just like I broke you. I'll make you all regret being born. When you get out of the hospital tell him I get my rematch or I end him.
JR: Scott Steiner has truly become unhinged. He is a danger to everyone in that locker room.
Tenay: He is obsessed with that title to the exclusion of everything else. Even winning no longer matters.
(We cut back to the ring, where Maven is standing in a slightly shabby green suit, leaning on two bedazzled crutches.)
Maven: That's right. The Million Dollar Maven has once again graced the arena. After the vicious attack on monday night, I know you were all worried about my health. My secretary told me that the thousands of emails I got were truly something. I thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart. Fear not, beloved fans. The doctors have told me I am cleared to wrestle at Main Event, where I will give John Cena the rematch he has asked for. But I don't want to let my injury set back Cena. In fact, with my request tonight, Commissioner Mick Foley has agreed to give John a title shot. We may be opponents at Main Event, but that doesn't mean we have to be enemies.
JR: This seems way too good to be true.
Tenay: Nonsense, JR. Being the benevolent guy he is, Million Dollar Maven is spreading some of his newfound wealth around, and giving Cena the benefit of his new connections.
JR: And I have ocean front property in Arizona to sell you.
(Cena comes out to face Maven, and Kane's music hits. The announcer says that Cena will be going for the Hardcore Title.)
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Kane(c) v John Cena
JR: That snake! He is doing everything in his power to destroy Cena before the rematch.
Tenay: Are you crazy? This is a great opportunity. Imagine if Cena could end Kane's amazing title reign!
(Despite Kane being a much bigger man, Cena is able to keep Kane from overpowering him, even reversing several moves. The match is a back and forth, with no man getting an advantage for long. A chair and kendo stick come into play. Kane finally goes for the chokeslam, but Cena kicks him in the gut and hits an FU before Kane knows what hit him, right onto the chair. Knowing better than to go for the pin, Cena quickly flips him into an STFU.)
Tenay: After that vicious move, Cena may be the first ever to make Kane tap out! No one in FWA has ever accomplished this before.
JR: Kane is dragging himself to the ropes. But that won't help him in this Hardcore match.
(Getting to the ropes, Kane pulls himself to his foot, Cena still locked on behind him. Hopping, he mounts the turnbuckle, getting to the top. As Cena shakes his head in panic,
Kane launches himself off the top rope backwards, landing Cena right on top of the chair.)
JR: I have no idea how he did that, ladies and gentlemen. Kane is a monster, not a man.
(Hobbled, he limps over to Cena, and pulls him up from the ground into a chokeslam, right back onto the chair. The pin follows.)
Tenay: I truly thought Cena had it. But Kane shows us, yet again, that he can overcome virtually anything to keep that belt.
(As Cena struggles to his feet, Kane offers a hand in sportsmanship. Visibly angry, Cena slaps Kane. )
JR: That, was a VERY bad idea.
(Crushing Cena with a big boot, Kane opens the chair, and delivers his vicious diving powerbomb right onto it, breaking both Cena and the chair. )
Tenay: Kane is going for the tombstone, but the Million Dollar Maven is begging him to stop. Once again, Million Dollar Maven shows he is worth every penny of his name sake.
JR: You don't have to constantly push his merchandise, Mike. One time a match is enough. You and he are literally the only two people in the world calling him that.
(As Maven tries to talk Kane down, Umaga destroys him from behind. Dropping him with a Samoan Spike, he stands triumphant over him as Raven comes out.)
Raven: You thought you were done with us. But, Kane, we are not anywhere close to done. Not by a long shot.
(They gloat over his body as we go to commercial.)
(When we come back, Lita is already in the ring with a mic, Jeff Hardy behind her.)
Lita: Hey, Godfather. Several weeks ago, you stole the opportunity to face MVP from Jeff. You took our title opprtunity away from us. And what did you do with it? Do you have gold around your waist? No? I didn't think so. You screwed us and didn't...
Alexa: (storming out, with Godfather behind her) Excuse me? The way I remember it, you got involved because Godfather had Jeff down for the three. I took you out, and Godfather did it again.
Lita: I didn't ask for some stupid hoe to give me...
(But Alexa has had enough and takes Lita out. Jeff tries to separate them as Alexa accepts a match for Godfather.)
Jeff Hardy v Godfather
(The two men tie up. Godfather has the strength and technical ability to counter Hardy's high flying skills. Hardy flips out of several moves, and does high flying to keep Godfather grounded, but he keeps ending up on the losing side of the equation. Though the officials try to keep the women separated, Lita eventually breaks free and attacks Bliss. When Godfather is distracted, Hardy spins him into a Twist of Fate and a quick pin.)
JR: And Jeff Hardy gets a big win after falling out of the title picture.
Tenay: And, more importantly, he shows himself better than the usurper, Godfather.
JR: Please don't tell me you're buying into that nonsense.
(Backstage, we see Undertaker talking to Heidenreich, when, out of nowhere, Goldberg spears him into the wall. )
Goldberg: Hey, Taker, in case you didn't get it...you were next. (walks off laughing)
(We cut to Foley's office. He waives in a knock at the door to bring in Kennedy.)
Kennedy: I don't know what the hell that was on Monday, Foley. Both the cheap bullcrap with the guantlet match and with firing Randy. You got a problem with the New Bloods.
Mick: You know, Ken...I do. I promise you that your annoyance on Monday is nothing compared to how I felt about....oh..tracking Rhyno to his home and trying to cripple his family. But, even though you're a complete scumbag, I tell you what. If you can win a match tonight...I'll reverse Orton's firing.
Kennedy: Let me guess, I have to win six matches in a row against all of the Legion of Doom?
Foley: No, I actually got quite a bit of fan disapproval about how I treated you. So tonight, just one match, one fall. You win, Randy is back.
(As Kennedy storms out, Edge barges in. Mick sighs.)
Edge: AGAIN? You disrespect me again with this crap? After I saved you from the nWo?
Mick: Oh, good god. I made the card before the night even started. Did you really think that Hurricane wouldn't want a rematch after what you did to him on Aftermath? Of course I gave it to him. Not only does he deserve it, but it's good business. But I will tell you something. Let's not pretend you did me a favor out there. You handled whatever YOUR business was. And I just happened to be there. That I like not getting jumped doesn't mean I will blind myself to that. And I certainly won't ignore the bad things you did yesterday because of what you did today. You will have that match, and heaven help you if you play dirty this time around. Get out.
Road Warriors v World's Greatest Tag Team
Special Guest Ref: Elijah Burke
(Despite their skill, Benjamin and Haas are dramatically outclassed in power by Hawk and Animal. Frustrated at fast counts, they spend too much energy on Burke, allowing the Road Warriors to hit the Doomsday Device for a quick 5 minute win. As the two celebrate, the Gymini come out.)
Jake: We want to come out, men to men, to congratulate you. You crushed us on Sunday. No lie. It was no fluke. You were the better men. We respect that.
Jesse: But while we applaud you for beating us...you keep saying that we deserved it for taking you both out. Animal...you are the only one we took out bud.
JR: What the hell does that mean?
Tenay: There couldn't be a worse time for a commercial!
(As we come back, we see Kennedy waiting in the ring.)
Tenay: If I was Kennedy, I would have gotten details before accepting this match.
JR: The New Bloods are lost without Orton. I think they are willing to accept virtually anything to get him back.
(Lesnar's music hits and Kennedy's head drops. Before Lesnar gets to the ring, however, he stops and points to the ramp, and Goldberg's music hits. The announcer tells us that we have a one fall two on one handicapped match.)
Tenay: I knew it! I knew Foley would pull something slick...
Brockberg v Ken Kennedy
(Though Brock and Goldberg have to tag, they quickly overpower the already weakened Kennedy. Tagging in and out, they toy with him. After an F5, only 3 minutes in...they could pin him, but they keep torturing him. After almost 15 minutes, they finally hit the F-Spear to put Kennedy out of his misery.)
JR: I despise Ken Kennedy with every fiber of my being, and that....was hard to watch. If Saw was a wrestling match...that's what it would look like.
Tenay: After a brutal guantlet with all 3 Road Warriors last night, Kennedy had to face Brockberg by himself tonight. He would have been outclassed on a normal night....but after last night, he was a lamb to the slaughter.
(We cut backstage where Leticia Cline is standing with the Pride.)
Cline: Alpha Male. You asked for this time. I will let you address the audience as you see fit.
Brown: Thank you, Leticia. This is not for the FWA audience. This is for Ron Killings, aka R-Truth. I offered you my respect, and you slapped me in the face. I decided to treat you like a man, and you treated me like a bitch. You want a war, I will give you a war. You didn't have to choose this. You could've been a member of the Pride. You could have just been at peace. You decided to end up as a pile of bleached bones on the Serengeti. I will be the one to make that happen. The truth doesn't always win out. You will feel the pounce. Period.
Hurricane v Edge
(Before the two men can go at it, Hogan comes out to sit at ringside. The two men grapple, but Edge keeps overpowering him. After a few big moves, Edge hits a spear. He taunts Hogan, telling him this is whats in his future. He lines up Hurricane for another and spears him again. Instead of pinning, he gets into a screaming match with Hogan.)
Tenay: Edge is toying with him, like a cat with a mouse.
JR: This is a terrible idea. He could pin him. But he's just being cruel for the sake of being cruel.
(Edge lifts Hurricane for an Edgecution and, after another brief spat with Hogan, goes for the pin. Hurricane kicks out at 2 and 199/200ths.)
JR: Holy cow! Hurricane is a superhero, because only the superhuman could have kicked out of that.
Tenay: But he is just delaying the inevitable.
( Shocked, Edge lines him up for one more. He yells at Hogan once more, then heads for the spear. At the last second, Hurricane hits a shining wizard. While Edge is staggered, he hits the Vertibreaker, and holds it for the pin.)
Tenay: I can't believe he pulled that off.
JR: And by the look on his face...neither can Edge. Hogan is giving Hurricane a standing ovation.
(Commercial)
(When we come back, Samoa Joe is in the ring, waiting for his opponent. Scott Hall comes out.)
Hall: I get to choose your opponent tonight. After being denied the title shot tonight, he is probably the angriest man on the roster. Scott Steiner.
JR: What a huge main event!
Tenay: Joe has his work cut out for him in facing Big Poppa Pump.
(Steiner's music hits, but he never comes out. Eventually, the ref starts counting, and gets all the way to ten, counting Steiner out.)
Tenay: We are all in shock. Scott Steiner simply no showed the match. Joe wins by default. We get to see him face Scott Hall for the title at Main event.
JR: Um, I am getting word that we have a crew following Scott Steiner, who is, obviously, not on set.
(We get a cut to a hotel room. Steiner kicks down the door to see HBK partying with several women. They screech and run out of the room as Steiner rushes in to assault HBK. He pummels him, and even breaks the lamp over his head. Dragging him to the balcony, he looks over.)
JR: Oh, my god. Don't do it Scott. Don't do it! He has a family!
(Steiner launches HBK over the balcony, where he lands on a car beneath, setting off the car alarm. We focus in on Michael's broken body as the show fades to black.)