SHOCK: New Year - New Beginning | January 14th, 2006 | Live From: Nashville, Tennessee | Commentators: Joey Styles & Don Callis
-[[ No time for hype. ]]-
-[[ No time for video packages. ]]-
-[[ You're hit full on in the face with a wide shot of the biggest capacity crowd you have ever seen.. Thousands upon thousands of people are jam-packed into the arena to witness the return of one of the greatest promotions to ever grace the business and the atmosphere, quite simply, is electric.. The fans are on the edge of their seats, just waiting for something to happen so that they can react...... And in seemingly no time, they're given the opportunity they have been craving. ]]-
.............Here comes the moneeeeeeeeeeeeey!
-[[ Massive, foundation shaking pop as Shane McMahon's music hits.. But this begs the question... Shane McMahon!? Yes, a prominent figure in Solid Gold's long, storied history but he's no longer the owner.. He sold the company.. What is he doing here in Nashville tonight!? Shane McMahon slowly walks out onto the stage, wearing a nice suit and a pair of sunglasses.. He looks around at the fans and in one of those classic wrestling moments, he receives a standing ovation and you can see the surprise etched across his face as the fans begin chanting at him... ]]-
" THANK YOU, SHANE! THANK YOU, SHANE! "
-[[ Shane removes the sunglasses and hangs them on the inside of his jacket.. He looks genuinely moved by the reaction he is receiving and proceeds to point out at the fans and pat his heart with the other hand, mouthing 'Thank you, thank you' and then he continues on his way to the ring.. Once inside, the ring announcer, Gary Michael Cappetta hands him a microphone and Shane gives him a quick hug before turning around and raising the microphone to speak.... But the fans are so loud that there's no way they could hear him.... He raises his hand in the air, hoping to silence them enough to speak and thankfully for him, they oblige and allow him room to talk..... ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] .....Thank you.
-[[ Another huge pop that results in Shane having to wait for another turn to speak. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] Of all the things I've seen and done here in Solid Gold Wrestling.. You guys are the thing I'm going to miss the most.. I mean that from the bottom of my heart..... You guys have no idea.. How much I appreciate everything you've done for me....
-[[ Another round of "THANK YOU, SHANE" chants breaks out. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] It wasn't Arn Anderson that made Solid Gold... And it damn sure wasn't me.. It was all of you.. And the reason I'm standing here before you today.. Is because I felt it was my personal responsibility as the last owner of Solid Gold Wrestling to be forward with you.. To shoot from the hip.. And because...
-[[ Shane actually begins to get a little choked up. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] I wanted to say goodbye..
-[[ The fans quiet down a bit and a low rumbling of boos begins to rise from the audience.. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] You guys.. You've been by my side through it all.. When I took over Solid Gold from Arn Anderson, you were right there, waiting to see where my New Era would take the business.. And when my war with Anderson caused it to collapse, you were there petitioning the networks to get us back on the air.......
-[[ A brief pause as it appears Shane is trying not to cry on the air. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] And even though you booed my ass off... And yeah, sometimes I did deserve it... You still stuck by me and waited and when I took SGW for my own and became the sole owner, you still tuned in.. You still bought the tickets.. You all made it worth it.... And for that, I will be eternally grateful....
-[[ Another pause as Shane tries not to lose it. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] For those of you not in the know.. This will probably come as a shock to you.. But for those of you that keep up with the dirt sheets.. Well, you know what I'm about to do... Effective several months ago, I sold the rights to Solid Gold Wrestling and I am no longer the owner of this great company...
-[[ More boos. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] But the man I sold it to.. He's been a part of SGW for a long time.. And just as recently as this last October, he has battled in SGW's honor in Ricky Steamboat's League of Champions and brought prestige back to our championship..... And I trust all of you to give him a warm welcome, because just like me.. When I was first starting out.. This man has a vision and his vision promises to carry Solid Gold Wrestling into a new era once more...
-[[ A tear rolls down Shane's cheek.. He turns to the ramp. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] Ladies and gentlemen.. Please stand and give MUCH respect to the man I'm about to introduce to you.. As the new owner of Solid Gold Wrestling...... He is the SGW World Heavyweight Champion.......
-[[ "My World" hits. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] JEFF...... JAAAAAAARRETT!! BOO YAH!!
-[[ The boos are deafening and Shane even looks a little unnerved by them.. He applauds as Jeff Jarrett walks out onto the ramp in a suit with the SGW World Championship in one hand and a guitar in the other.. Jarrett has a big smile on his face, clearly expecting the horrible reaction that he has received.. And from behind Jarrett, more people enter.. In matching black suits, Ron and Don Harris emerge and between them is Jeff's director of authority, Melina Perez... And then the boos get impossibly louder as from behind them now enters the least professionally dressed of the five, Vince Russo, in jeans and a Yankees t-shirt. The entourage makes their way to the ring and Shane holds the ropes, but his gesture is brushed off by the Harris Brothers....... ]]-
[ Don Harris ] Step off, ya' Mary..
-[[ Shane quietly backs away as the fans boo and the Harris Brothers themselves hold the ropes for Jarrett and Russo to enter and then step aside to allow Melina center stage as she executes her trademark splits ring entrance to a loud pop from the fans.. Shane smiles, mouthing "Yeah, baby, that's hot! Hot!" before raising the microphone and speaking once again. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] Jeff, baby... They're all yours--
-[[ And before he can finish, Vince Russo yanks the microphone out of his hand to a massive round of boos.. Russo paces around, listening to the fans and stopping every few seconds to look up at the ceiling, as if he's searching for advice from above on what he's about to do.. Finally, he stops right in front of McMahon and jams a finger right in his face. ]]-
[ Vince Russo ] Did I hear ya' right, McMahon?
-[[ Shane looks confused. ]]-
[ Vince Russo ] Did I hear ya' say that you was wantin' to shoot.. From tha' hip?
-[[ Russo smiles as the fans begin boo. ]]-
[ Vince Russo ] Well, allow me ta' shoot.. From tha' hip.. And from tha' heart!
-[[ Russo scratches his head as he begins speaking this time, like he's almost uncomfortable talking about it. ]]-
[ Vince Russo ] What is there to be thankful for, McMahon? The fans? The fans are idiots and they don't give a shit about you OR the history o'this damn stinkin' promotion and if you think Jeff bought this out from unda' you so that he could continue some ridiculous tradition, ya' got anotha' thing comin'!
intrigued by this revelation.
Shane crosses his arms
and nods, awaiting an explanation.
Shane looks down,
knowing what's coming.
Russo rolls up on
Shane, getting right in his face, almost like he's trying to provoke a
Shane looks back up and stares right in Russo's face and for a second, it
looks as if he's contemplating taking a shot at Russo.. But cooler heads
prevail and he continues taking the abuse.
-[[ The fans boo so loudly that the floor shakes.. Jarrett looks around, that big smile never leaving his face.. Russo takes his place standing with the Harris Brothers and Melina as Jarrett walks a circle around the ring and places the guitar against the turnbuckles, unknowingly easing Shane's mind in that respect.. Jarrett hoists the SGW World Title further up on his shoulder before speaking again.. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] That's right, SGDubya.. I own it, I'm the champion, and I can do whatever the hell I please.. And Shane McMahon.. I'm gonna give you the opportunity right now to walk out o'here clean.. Untouched! To take your ass... RIGHT OUTTA' MY RING! No more tears, no more goodbyes! Just turn around and walk out... Because just like the old guard of SGDubya, you ain't wanted here anymore!
-[[ Shane looks around at the fans... "THANK YOU, SHANE" chants break out again and he nods in thanks and begins making his way across the ring.. He climbs off the apron and begins walking up the ramp.. But Jarrett isn't content letting it go that quietly. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Take a hike, McMahon! And don't bother showin' up at the first pay-per-view of the REAL NEW ERA of Solid Gold Wrestlin'...... That's right, the self-titled debut pay-per-view of Solid Gold Wrestlin'...... Jeff Jarrett presents..... SIX-STRING SUPREMACY!!
-[[ The fans boo loudly and a large "BULLSHIT" chant breaks out across the building. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Get it?! Ha ha... Because as of right now... Everyone from the top o'the roster... All the way down to the Blue World Order..... Are gonna bow down..... AND CHOKE ON IT!!
-[[ Jarrett laughs. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] KISS... MY... ASS... SGDUBYA'!
-[[ Shane McMahon stands on the stage and turns around to take one last look at the ring where Jarrett and his new crew are being pelted with garbage for daring to desecrate the good name of Solid Gold Wrestling... And as quickly as his back is turned, he is blasted from behind by the monster, Gene Snitsky! As this was obviously planned, Jarrett grabs his guitar and exits the ring, heading up the ramp with the Harris Brothers, Russo, and Melina in tow! Snitsky manhandles McMahon, pummeling him down to his knees and then relentlessly kicking him in the face as he roars like an inhuman beast! Russo and Jarrett get a few kicks in on him and the Harris Brothers make room and grab Shane by his shirt collar.. They lift him up...... H-BOMB ON THE STAGE! My God, Shane McMahon could be DEAD! Jarrett's directing traffic and he's motioning for them to take Shane to the back...... What the hell could be happening here!? ]]-
-[[ A camera follows them as they drag Shane McMahon through the backstage area.. Shane is almost totally gone as the Harris Brothers drag him by his arms.. Many wrestlers watch the carnage take place from the side but refuse to do anything about it in fear of losing their jobs..... The group reaches the back exit and Snitsky kicks the door right off of the hinges!! Jarrett looks on in disbelief.. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Dammit, Snitsky, I'm gonna have to pay for that!!
-[[ Snitsky's eyes go wide as his breathing gets heavier. ]]-
[ Gene Snitsky ] That wasn't... My.. FAULT!
-[[ Jarrett just shakes his head and turns his attention back to the slaughter.. The Harris Brothers drag Shane into the parking lot with Russo and Melina following them as Jarrett points at Snitsky, his tone is all business. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Get the keys, it's time to take out the trash in SGDubya for good!!
-[[ Snitsky jogs out the door and within a few seconds, the rumbling of an engine can be heard.. The Harris Brothers and Russo take turns slugging Shane in the face and then, the ultimate humiliation as Ron and Don hold him up and allow Melina to field goal kick him right in the testicles!! Shane is FINISHED! Blood is dumping out of various wounds in his face.. And then the rumbling engine gets closer and closer.. Until a GARBAGE TRUCK comes into view with Snitsky in the driver's seat!! The Harris Brothers drag Shane toward the back of the truck and they hold him up in front of wide opening that's already filled to the brim with trash... Jeff Jarrett walks up with the guitar in hand and uses his other hand to tilt up Shane's head so he can look him right in the face... Shane is almost totally gone. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] This is it, Shane... End o'the line!
-[[ Jarrett smirks... Shane's voice is so low, you almost can't hear him. ]]-
[ Shane McMahon ] Don't you... Don't you want to hear.... My last words?
-[[ Jarrett raises the guitar. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] We just did.
-[[ GUITAR SHOT! And before the splinters have even settled in his hair and with the rim of the guitar around his neck, the Harris Brothers lift him up and H-BOMB HIM right into the back of the truck!! Shane disappears amidst the garbage and... And..... Wait, no.. Not this far..... MELINA PULLED THE LEVER.. SHANE IS BEING CRUSHED IN THE BACK OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK!! Snitsky gets out of the truck and smiles with delight at the destruction he's helped cause.. After they're sure that Shane is thoroughly incapacitated, they make their way back into the building... ]]-
-[[ But something stops Jarrett right in his tracks.. A table of production assistants have their eyes glued to a monitor, watching it intently, like whatever is happening on it could be a life or death situation for SGW..... Jarrett storms over and sees what is warranting the attention..... A limousine is parked in another area of the parking lot... And as the back door is opened, Val Venis steps out...... Followed by Eric Bischoff.. Stacy Keibler...... And ARN ANDERSON, the founder and former owner of Solid Gold Wrestling...... Jarrett shakes his head, grabs the monitor and smashes it on the floor, sparks fly on impact.... Jarrett looks furious. ]]-
-[[ Arn Anderson. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Venis... You idiot.
Fade to the ring for
the first match.
Shane w/Traci Brooks
Rob Van Dam
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Scott James
Winner: Michael Shane via Pin Fall
JEFF JARRETT -
-[[ Orton swallows hard, like he's having to get his nerve up to do what he's about to do..... And as he reaches down to twist the knob, "Cowboy" Bob places a hand on Randy's shoulder.. The gesture almost jolts Randy back to reality as he turns around and looks at his father.. Bob speaks. ]]-
[ "Cowboy" Bob Orton ] Randy.. Son.. Are you sure you wanna do this?
-[[ Orton's voice is filled with anger.. And confidence. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] Dad, after seeing what he did to Shane McMahon... I HAVE to do this... For the good of Solid Gold Wrestling.. For the good of the FUTURE...... Of this business.. You can stay out here if it makes you comfortable.
-[[ Bob shakes his head. ]]-
[ "Cowboy" Bob Orton ] No, son.. If you're gonna do it.. Then by golly.. I'm gonna be right there behind ya'..
-[[ Orton nods and grabs the doorknob.. He twists it and the Orton's enter the office and before they can even get a look around at their surroundings, they're both yanked off their feet and slammed against the wall by the Harris Brothers and Snitsky!! The Ortons look terrified as Randy tries to explain himself. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] WHOA! WHOA!! HEY!!
-[[ Orton hears a female voice from the other side of the wall of muscle that's forcing he and his father against the office wall and realizes that the grip loosens when she finishes. ]]-
[ Melina ] Relax.. It's just the Ortons.
-[[ She rolls her eyes and walks back to the desk where Jeff Jarrett is seated. The SGW World Championship is presented proudly up front and center on the desk.. Jarrett looks annoyed at the unwanted intrusion.. The Harris Brothers and Snitsky let them down but don't leave much air between them and Jarrett..... Jarrett speaks. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Ever heard o'knockin'?
-[[ Jarrett ignores his own question. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Well, you wanted in.. You're here.. What've you got for me?
-[[ Orton takes a step forward to speak and finds Don Harris' hand planted on his chest. ]]-
[ Don Harris ] You're close enough, boy.
-[[ Orton looks up at Harris and then around at the rest of Jarrett's enforcers... Orton licks his lips nervously before continuing on with the reason he came here in the first place. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] I came here to tell you, Jeff.. That I saw what you did to Shane McMahon tonight.. I saw how you took that big piece of SGW history...... And crapped all over it... I found it appalling.. Disrespectful.. And degrading to every single person that's ever walked through that curtain to make SGW work...
-[[ Melina laughs, knowing that Orton is about to get his ass stomped in the ground.. Jarrett just nods along with what Orton is saying with a cocky smirk on his face. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Any other last words?
-[[ Orton is now the one smiling. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] You didn't let me finish.. Jeff.
-[[ Jarrett raises an eyebrow. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] I also came here to tell you...... That I loved every second of it.
-[[ "Cowboy" Bob begins chuckling and slapping Orton on the back. ]]-
[ "Cowboy" Bob Orton ] It's true, we were laughin' our ever-lovin' asses off!
[ Randy Orton ] That's right.. And as the Legend Killer of SGW--
-[[ Jarrett cuts him off. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Legend Killer, huh.. I'm a legend.. You gonna kill me?
-[[ Orton smiles nervously, but the smile goes away quickly as he feels the hand of Gene Snitsky clamp down on his shoulder.. Orton looks up at the goateed monster and remembers what he did to McMahon. ]]-
[ Gene Snitsky ] YEAH! Are you.. Gonna KILL...... JEFFFFFFF!?
-[[ Orton scrambles for an answer. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] No.. No! That's not why I'm here.. I wanted to let you know, Jeff.... That the Ortons do NOT stand opposed to you.. We agree with everything you said out there today... And we would be honored... Honored, Jeff.. To help you kill the LEGEND...... Of Solid Gold Wrestling......
-[[ Jarrett nods and seems to think about it... Melina leans over and whispers something in his ear... Jarrett smiles and looks back at the Ortons.. He motions for them to come closer... The Harris Brothers and Snitsky allow them to approach the desk.... ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] You boys wanna kill a real, bonafide legend tonight?
-[[ Orton smirks. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] You bet your ass I do.
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Well... Have I got a job for you......
The camera man is
suddenly forced out of the room by the Harris Brothers before any details
on this deal can be made public to you or the fans.
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Mark Yeaton
Winner: Chris Jericho via Submission
[ Ric Flair ] Solid.. Gold... Wrestlin'... The place where dreams come true...
-[[ You almost expect a 'woooooo!' or a laugh, but you get something else entirely. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] Or get broken..
-[[ Flair shakes his head and another man steps out of the limousine behind him... "THE ANIMAL" DAVE BATISTA!! Batista also wears a serious look on his face.... He places a hand on Flair's shoulder.. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] Easy, Naitch.. Let's just go inside.
-[[ Flair nods and they head toward the back entrance... But are cut off shortly and abruptly by..... ]]-
[ Christian ] Well, well, well.....
-[[ Flair doesn't even hesitate, he begins to take his jacket off as he lays eyes on the leader of the Christian Coalition.. Christian walks toward them with a cocky step.. Trish Stratus, Tyson Tomko, and Jim Cornette follow behind.. Batista raises a hand in Flair's direction, telling him to stay back.. Christian laughs. ]]-
[ Christian ] Come on, Dave.. Didn't anyone tell you that the 'G' in SGW stands for Gold? Not GERIATRIC!
-[[ Flair's eyes go wide and he throws his jacket behind him. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] WHAAAT!? CHRISTIAN!! YOU!! YOU AND ME!! RIGHT NOW!!
-[[ Flair begins pointing at himself violently and yelling. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] ONE MORE TIME!! FOR ALL TIME!! FLAIR!! CHRISTIAN!!
-[[ Trish rolls her eyes and Christian casually brushes him off. ]]-
[ Christian ] Jesus, did you forget your meds this morning? Chill out, Old Man River.. Besides, I was talking about HER.
-[[ Rena's jaw hangs open and this makes Flair impossibly more angry as he rips his tie down.. Batista just shakes his head and begins to remove his sun glasses.... He doesn't have them off his nose before Christian speaks again, this time acknowledging Flair. ]]-
[ Christian ] Wait a second.. I remember you now.
-[[ Christian puts his hands on his hips and looks up at the sky like this has honestly just dawned on him and he can't believe he didn't realize it before..... Flair just stands and takes it. ]]-
[ Christian ] You're the guy that left Solid Gold last time... Almost undefeated...... What was your win loss record? Let me think.... Oh yeah.. Twenty and OH! I just got my ASS kicked by Christian!!
-[[ Tomko shows no emotion whatsoever, only extending a hand so Christian can give him a vicious low-five. ]]-
[ Christian ] That burns a little, don't it, Nature Boy?
-[[ Flair looks down.. Like he's actually been offended.. Then raises his head back up with a smirk on his face. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] You're right, Christian.. Gettin' cheated out of a win by YOU... Yeah, it burns, pal.. But you tell me somethin' about yourself.. Tell me.. Tell everybody here... How it feels to know that you're most notable moments.. In all o'your history in Solid.. Woo.. Gold Wrestlin'..... Involve Camp Corino... And TRISH.. STRATUS'... VAGINA!! TELL ME!!
-[[ Trish looks highly offended and Christian just stares at Flair, shaking his head.. Tomko smirks. ]]-
[ Tyson Tomko ] Burn.
-[[ Christian looks at Tomko like he could kill him. Flair continues. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] TELL ME!! HOW.. DOES THAT.. MAKE YOU.. BETTER THAN ME!?
-[[ Flair stops moving and yells with eyes wide. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] IT DOESN'T!! IT DOESN'T!! KISS.. MY ASS!! WOOOO!!
-[[ Batista just shakes his head and starts to say something, but he's cut off by Jim Cornette, stepping up and waving his tennis racket around like a mad man.. ]]-
[ Jim Cornette ] You're right, Flair and by god, I hate to admit it because I think you're a lousy son of a bitch but you are right and Trish Stratus here, she may just be loose as a damn goose, but that don't change the fact that in the critical moment and I do mean the moment that counted the most, it was YOUR shoulders that were on the mat, sonny boy, and if Christian has to do it again, then by god, he'll do it!!
-[[ Cornette, out of breath from that rambling.. promo.. Rests the racket on one shoulder and places on hand on his hip with a "I just told YOU" look on his face... Then he adds the puncuation mark. ]]-
[ Jim Cornette ] So, yeah, uh.. Kiss MY ass, little Ricky.
-[[ Flair steps forward and casually thumbs Cornette right in the eyeball, knocking his glasses to the side. ]]-
[ Jim Cornette ] Fuckin' god dammit!! My fuckin' eye!!
-[[ Christian takes a step forward like he's going to do something about the assault on his manager, but Batista meets him halfway, staring down at him with intensity on his face... Christian and Batista eyeball each other... And at any second, punches could be thrown. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] You wanna do something?
-[[ Christian sneers his face up like he's about to attack and replies. ]]-
[ Christian ] Yeah, I wanna kick Ric Flair's ass again.. So why don't you move.. Before you GET moved!
-[[ Tomko steps between them with his arms crossed, facing Batista.. Even Tomko has to look up at him.. Christian, comfortable with Tomko there, pushes it even further. ]]-
[ Christian ] ........Bitch!
-[[ Tomko raises a shocked eyebrow and steps away, leaving air between Christian and Batista.. Christian looks at Tomko with panic on his face, motioning with his hands to get back over there.. Tomko just shakes his head, 'no'. ]]-
[ Christian ] Tomko!! What are you--
-[[ Batista grips Christian by the throat...... And the cavalry comes to save the day.. Jeff Jarrett and the Harris Brothers.. Flair is noticeably pissed at this arrival and Batista doesn't look too happy himself..... But then Jarrett speaks and immediately gets down to business. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Let him go, Big Dave, or I'll fire your ass right now..
-[[ Dave lets Christian go and Jarrett points at Flair and Mero. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Security! Remove these two from MY buildin'!!
-[[ Flair's eyes go wide again and Mero looks to be in disbelief. ]]-
[ Ric Flair ] What!? Why!?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] 'Cause I don't like your damn face!! It don't matter why, ya' old bastard!! Because I own Solid Gold and tonight, THIS... IS MY BUILDIN'!! My buildin', my PARTY, and I decide who stays and who goes!! So you can take your wrinkled old ass and that top heavy, blonde mutant with ya'!!
-[[ Christian nudges Jarrett with his elbow. ]]-
[ Christian ] Dude, Trish is with me..
-[[ Trish slaps Christian on the back of the head, overhearing his comment. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] I don't care where ya' go, but ya' ain't stayin' here.. So get back in your limo and just drive.. Drive east 'til the limo floats... Or better yet, drive to the nearest graveyard...... Because Flair is STILL dead to me!!
-[[ Flair hangs his head in shame.. Dave turns to Flair and Mero. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] Go on.. I'll handle everything here.
-[[ Reluctantly, Flair and Mero turn and get back inside the limo where they're carried away from the building in short order... Batista watches the limo drive off into the distance and then turns back to Jarrett and Christian... Jarrett just stands and looks at Batista like he's expecting him to do something... ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Well? I think ya've got a match to prepare for, big man.. Get to it.
-[[ Batista breathes heavily, still staring at Jarrett... And then walks past him and inside the building.. Jarrett and Christian watch the door shut to make sure he's gone... Christian speaks. ]]-
[ Christian ] Good thing you got here when you did, Jeff.. I was like.. Three seconds away from bitch slapping his ass.
-[[ No one dares honor that with a response.. Jarrett and the Harris Brothers turn to go back inside when Christian stops him with a hand on the shoulder... Jarrett turns and the Harris Brothers look ready to pounce when they see the gesture.. Christian raises his hand off of Jarrett and they back down a bit... ]]-
[ Christian ] I can't believe I almost forgot... I totally have to ask you about something... See.. I won this tournament here in Solid Gold back in two thousand-two.. Rules said I get to pick any title shot I want and I was thinkin'--
-[[ Jarrett stops him in mid-sentence. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] I know what you're thinkin'.. We'll talk about it later.
Jarrett turns to walk
away, leaving the Coalition in the parking lot.
Kurt Angle versus
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Charles Robinson
Winner: Kurt Angle via Pin Fall
[ Stacy Keibler ] Val.. Val, please.. STOP IT!!
-[[ Venis turns around and jabs a finger right in her face as he yells at her. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] STOP IT!? This is bullshit and you KNOW it, Stace!!
-[[ Bischoff puts his hands up between he and Val, almost as if to shield himself from attack as he speaks. ]]-
[ Eric Bischoff ] Val.. This may not be the wisest course of action to take..
[ Val Venis ] This is the only course of action, Bischoff.. If little Randy Orton wants to play with legends....
-[[ Venis' voice goes deep and full of purpose.. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Then he can play with me!
-[[ Venis turns around to continue his trek and finds himself face to face with a smiling Randy Orton.. And behind him stands "Cowboy" Bob Orton...... And the Harris Brothers..... Venis looks them up and down, his face a mixture of anger and disbelief before he speaks. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] What the hell is this?
[ Randy Orton ] What's the matter, Val? Isn't this what you wanted?
-[[ Orton suddenly looks like he just realized something and acknowledges the men behind him. ]]-
[ Randy Orton ] Oh.. I'm sorry..... Allow me to introduce to you... My back-up..
-[[ Venis' eyes go wide.. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] But.. Those are Jarrett's men.
-[[ And another voice enters the fray. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] That's right, Val.. And they're here because I allowed'em to be.. Problem?
-[[ Val Venis turns and finds himself face to face with Jarrett now.. Jarrett looks over Val's shoulder and speaks to the Harris Brothers with a smile on his face. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] You guys get on back to work.. Snitsky's waitin' on ya' in the boiler room.. Orton, you too.. Go have some fun.. Me and Val have got some.. Old times to talk about..
-[[ Orton nods and heads off toward the boiler room with the Harris Brothers and "Cowboy" Bob... Venis and Jarrett stare each other down for a moment before Venis speaks. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] What is going on here, Jarrett?
-[[ Jarrett sounds more than a little annoyed. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] What's goin' on here, Venis? I'll tell ya' what's goin' on here.. You crossed the line!
[ Val Venis ] I crossed the LINE!?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Damn right, ya' did.. What the hell are you thinkin', bringin' that son of a bitch, Anderson, into MY house!? Didn't that cross your mind for a second as maybe.. A bit of a BAD IDEA!?
[ Val Venis ] With all due respect, Jarrett.. This may be your house, but it IS the house HE built!!
-[[ Jarrett steps up closer to Venis and now their noses are nearly touching. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Kiss my ass, Venis! Here's somethin' else you may not have realized yet... I may have showed you a little respect in the League o'Champions and took ya' under my wing.. But that was the League o'Champions... This is Solid Gold Wrestlin', where I made a career out o'stompin' your ass!!
-[[ Venis grits his teeth and clenches his fists... Jarrett smiles. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] And that was BEFORE I ran the show.. Now let me tell ya' somethin' else that maybe you ain't thought of.. I know for a damn fact that the SGW World Championship.. MY BELT.. Is what you're here for.. And I know you've been a world champion damn near everywhere else you've been..... 'Cept here.. This was always the belt that got away from ya'.. And I don't know if it's because ya' ain't been given the opportunity.. Or because you're pathetic in the ring.. But standin' on the opposite side of the ring from ol' Double J probably ain't helped ya' out much...
-[[ Venis looks ready to explode all over Jarrett. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] But I'm willin' to forgive ya' for disrespectin' my home the way you did, Val.. 'Cause ya' see, I realize that your head's been so far up Anderson's ass for so many years that maybe you ain't seen the same patterns the rest of us have noticed.... But history goes to show.. That the wrestlers with the most success in this company have gone against Anderson... Not stood beside him... So I'm gonna ask ya' right now to make a choice..
-[[ Venis shakes his head.. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Jeff, what you're asking me to do is... Wrong.. Arn.. He chose me as his protégé.. He chose me over his best friend, Ric Flair!! And.... He told me that Solid Gold Wrestling would be mine when he stepped down.....
-[[ Jarrett laughs. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] And we know how well that went, Venis.. Anderson can't do that for ya' now.. SGDubya belongs to me.. And you can bet your ass I ain't passin' this torch for a long time.... The closest you can ever HOPE to come to runnin' this place....... Is holdin' THIS...
-[[ Jarrett acknowledges the championship belt on his shoulder. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Arn Anderson's gonna hold you back.. Because standin' next to him is the same thing as holdin' on to the past.. It's time to look forward.. Into the future, Venis... The Anderson era is over.. The Shane era... Well, you can read about that in the newspaper next week..
-[[ Venis looks interested. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] What part?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] The obituaries.
-[[ Venis' facial expression doesn't change as Jarrett continues like nothing was said about Shane. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] What I'm sayin', Venis.. Is you've got a choice to make.. A choice that is gonna effect your career for the rest o'your life.... The past.. Or the future.... Mediocrity in the midcard... Or the world championship.... What I'm tryin' to ask ya', Venis, is.....
-[[ Jarrett's voice goes cold, hitting Venis hard. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Do you.. Want to live forever?
-[[ Venis looks down at the floor, as if to contemplate the question... And unclenches his fists. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] They're waitin' on ya' in the boiler room.
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Jimmy Cordaris
[ Brock Lesnar ] YOU TWO.... THIS MATCH ISN'T HAPPENING!!
-[[ The fans begin booing.. ]]-
[ Brock Lesnar ] Not like this.. Because earlier tonight, I had Kurt Angle beaten!! DESTROYED!!
-[[ A single fan in the crowd yells "YOU SUCK, BROCK!" and Lesnar spits into the crowd. ]]-
[ Brock Lesnar ] Fuck you too!!
-[[ Lesnar looks out at the fans as they begin booing louder... ]]-
[ Brock Lesnar ] And I got screwed over!! So right now, I'm making things right!! This match.. Just became a triple threat!!
-[[ Styles and Hardy look terrified as Lesnar charges down and rolls inside the ring!! He immediately catches Hardy charging at him and FLATTENS him with an F-5!! AJ Styles climbs to the top rope and jumps off onto Lesnar for a huracanrana, but Lesnar DRIVES HIM into the mat with a power bomb!! Lifts him up...... AND POWER BOMBS HIM ON TOP OF HARDY!! Shannon Moore runs into the ring and Lesnar boots him in the face...... AND HE F-5s SHANNON ON TOP OF AJ AND HARDY!! Lesnar rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair and rolls back inside the ring.... The fans are booing loudly as the Franchise laughs on the outside...... Ashley Massaro rolls into the ring, begging Lesnar to stop... And Lesnar drops the chair... She goes to check on Hardy and Lesnar snaps and grabs her from behind.. He tosses her onto his shoulders......... AND F-5s her OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!! Lesnar and Douglas have a good laugh.. ]]-
[ Shane Douglas ] OWNED, YOU FUCKING BITCH!! HA! HA! HA!
And Lesnar walks over
to the pile of cruiserweights and puts one boot on Shannon Moore's
chest... Jimm Cordaris reluctantly counts... One... Two.... THREE... Brock
Lesnar has just destroyed three men and a damn woman!! Lesnar raises his
arms in victory as the fans boo him out of the ring.
Winner: Brock Lesnar via Complete and Utter Domination
[ Vince Russo ] Get him up above his eye.. He ain't swellin' there yet.. Fuck his shit up!
-[[ Ron Harris hauls off and slugs Anderson right in the mouth, splitting his lips and sending a few teeth drooling down his chin in a thick mixture of saliva and blood.. ]]-
[ Ron Harris ] I missed.. Let me try that again..
-[[ Anderson's head snaps back hard as Harris plows through his orbital socket with another solid punch.. Anderson groans in pain and when they hear Val Venis speak up, they all jump like a gun shot has rang out through the room.. But relief washes over them when they realize who it is.... ]]-
[ Val Venis ] That's enough...
-[[ Russo laughs. ]]-
[ Vince Russo ] Shit, Val.. We was wonderin' when you was gonna join us...
-[[ Venis walks into the room and looks at everyone that's taking part in this brutality.. ]]-
[ Melina ] Did you talk to Jeff?
-[[ Venis nods. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Leave.. Everyone.. I need to talk to him..
-[[ Within seconds, Venis and Anderson, still tied to the chair, are the only ones left in the boiler room.. Venis looks at the bloody mess that used to be his mentor with sorrow in his eyes..... He can't believe what they've done to him. He kneels in front of the chair and speaks to the near unconscious man.. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Arn?
-[[ Anderson's head slowly raises a bit.. His eyes are so swollen, he can't even see through them. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] ...Val.. Val? Is that you?
[ Val Venis ] It's me.
-[[ Anderson drools more blood down his chin as he speaks. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] Get me... Outta here... Untie me.. Quick..
-[[ Venis' voice is hurt, but steady. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] I can't do that.
-[[ Anderson's exhales heavily, realizing what's happened. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] They.. Got you too.. Huh..
-[[ No answer. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] Look.. Val........ Look what they've done.. To me..
-[[ Val looks Anderson up and down and notices his hands.. The fingers are splayed, nearly separated from the rest of his hand.... A bloody hammer lays on the floor next to the chair... Venis cringes.. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Christ.. Your hands..
-[[ Anderson actually manages to push out a chuckle.. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] My piano.. Playin' days.. Are over..
-[[ Venis ignores the comment. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Arn.. I need you to do something for me.. When you're let out of here.. I need you to walk away from Solid Gold Wrestling.. I know.. That it's your dream to see it succeed.. But it's time to let go.. Time to move on... It's the best decision for the both of us.....
[ Arn Anderson ] I can't.. Do that...
-[[ Venis snaps and begins yelling. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] You can't do it!? Look what they did to you, Arn!! Your own wife wouldn't recognize you if she saw you right now.. Now, I don't know if this is some... Horsemen pride.. Never give-up bullshit or just you being a stubborn old bastard that won't let go of his SPOT in the business like your old buddy, Flair... But there comes a time, Anderson, when it stops being worth it..... And THIS.. THIS IS THAT TIME!!
-[[ Anderson doesn't move... ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] You know... I can't leave this.... Behind....
-[[ Val's voice is hurt, yet unforgiving... He holds nothing back. ]]-
[ Val Venis ] Then I'm going to have to hurt you.
-[[ Anderson can't look up.. He only mutters. ]]-
[ Arn Anderson ] ..I know.
Venis stands up,
obscuring your view of what's about to transpire.
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Scott James
Winner: Chris Benoit via Submission
[ Kurt Angle ] That's not wrestling.. That's pathetic..
-[[ He shakes his head again puts his hands on his hips. ]]-
[ Kurt Angle ] Canadians..
-[[ He turns around and finds himself face to face with Lance Storm.. And Major Gunnz.. And Elix Skipper.... And Mike Awesome... Angle looks at them from side to side and then he looks up at Awesome, who breathes heavily and keeps clenching his fists as he stares down the Olympic hero... ]]-
[ Lance Storm ] I sincerely hope that sentence was going to end with....
-[[ He takes a step up in Angle's face. ]]-
[ Lance Storm ] ...Are the best wrestlers in the world.
-[[ Angle looks up at Awesome again before returning his gaze to Storm with a goofy look on his face. ]]-
[ Kurt Angle ] Maybe I was...
-[[ And Angle then waggles his head around with a big unbelieving look on his face. ]]-
[ Kurt Angle ] Or maybe NOT!
-[[ Awesome starts to advance on him, but Storm and Skipper push him back.. Awesome looks furious that Angle has dared to take this kind of attitude with them.. Awesome yells at Angle.. ]]-
[ Mike Awesome ] Come on, Storm!! Come on, Skipper!! LET ME FUCK THIS GUY UP!!
[ Lance Storm ] Mike.. Relax.. We're here to talk..
[ Kurt Angle ] Yeah, Mikey, take a lesson from Elix.. And know your place! Oh, yeah, it's true!
-[[ Skipper turns to Awesome. ]]-
[ Elix Skipper ] Yeah, dawg, know ya' place like ME... Wait.. Tha' hell ju' just say?
-[[ Awesome tries to push past them again, yelling. ]]-
[ Mike Awesome ] I oughtta fuck you up for that, Angle!! I oughtta fuck YOU UP!! After I get done with you.. The only medals you'll win will be in the SPECIAL OLYMPICS!! BECAUSE YOU'LL BE IN A FUCKIN' WHEEL CHAIR!! A WHEEL CHAIR!! LIKE CHRISTOPHER FUCKIN' REEVE!!
[ Elix Skipper ] Or Droz, biatch!!
[ Major Gunnz ] Or the British Bulldog!
[ Lance Storm ] No.. He's just dead.
[ Major Gunnz ] Or the Dynamite Kid!
-[[ Angle looks almost thoughtful. ]]-
[ Kurt Angle ] Or Professor X!
[ Mike Awesome ] YEAH!! LIKE PROFESSOR X!!
[ Kurt Angle ] Get it? We're both bald!
[ Lance Storm ] Everyone!! PLEASE!!
-[[ Everyone goes silent and looks at Storm as he tries to block out the nonsense he's heard. Finally, he speaks. ]]-
[ Lance Storm ] Kurt.. The message is simple.. You keep Canada out of your mouth.. Because when we meet in this ring... For the first.. And believe me.. The LAST.. Time... You will have Canada.. All over you... And when the smoke clears.. You will have no one.. No one to blame......... Not Canada.....
-[[ Storm jams his finger in Angle's face. ]]-
[ Lance Storm ] Only yourself.
-[[ Storm turns to walk away as Angle watches on.... Awesome turns around as Skipper tries to stop him from going after Angle, but Awesome isn't wanting a fight, only wanting to have the last word. ]]-
[ Mike Awesome ] LIKE STEPHEN FUCKING HAWKING, ASSHOLE!!
-[[ Awesome turns to walk away as Angle points at his head, a dumbfounded look on his face. ]]-
[ Kurt Angle ] He has hair!! HELLO!?
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Mark Yeaton
Justin Credible has
stolen this victory thanks to his partner, Samoa Joe!! Credible is up
and celebrating.... When suddenly, he hears the ring shaking behind him..
He turns aroud and-- GORE!! GORE!! GOOOOOOOORE!! RHINO HAS JUST GORED
JUSTIN CREDIBLE!! Rhino yanks Jason up off the mat..... PILEDRIVER!! Rhino
is going berserk!! Rhino rolls out of the ring and moves up the ramp,
yanking at his hair as he surveys the damage he's done... What the hell
was that all about?
Winner: Justin Credible via Pin Fall
[ Dave Batista ] So, that's how you repay an old friend?
-[[ Venis doesn't even look in his direction, standing silently with his arms crossed over his chest.. His hands hidden. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] The man gives you the world.. Picked you over his best friend... MY best friend... And that's how you thank him... You know, Val.. I used to think you walked tall.. That you were one of the last guys in this business that GOT it.
-[[ Batista just shakes his head as he realizes Venis isn't going to answer him. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] But after what you did in SGWx... And after... After THIS...... I guess I was wrong.
-[[ Batista turns away from Venis and takes a few steps.. And then stops.. Muttering loud enough for Val to hear. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] ...pathetic.
-[[ Venis hangs his head and uncrosses his arms... Looking at his hands.. Stained red with the blood of his mentor... He clenches his hands into fists and just stares at them before shutting his eyes hard...... This is tearing Venis apart inside.. He turns and heads toward the limousine.... Wait.. Venis is LEAVING this early in the show? Venis disappears inside the limousine and drives off into the night. ]]-
-[[ Batista goes to open the door to go back inside the building when he's suddenly jumped from behind!! He's being beaten down to the ground by... RAVEN!! And "Primetime" Brian Lee!! ....And the Blue World Order!! Raven's Nest is just relentlessly pummeling him into the ground!! Batista doesn't even have an opportunity to fight back before he's flat on his back with the Nest standing over him.... Raven kneels over Batista and slugs him in the head a few times before speaking in a matter-of-fact tone that hardly fits the situation. ]]-
[ Raven ] How ya' doin', Dave?
-[[ Obviously, there's no verbal answer, only Dave trying to stand, but being unable to because of all the bodies holding him flat to the ground.... Raven continues. ]]-
[ Raven ] Got a joke for ya'.
-[[ Dave nearly throws Stevie Richards off of him with one arm, but they manage to hold him down. ]]-
[ Raven ] Knock-knock.
-[[ No answer, only struggling. ]]-
[ Raven ] Knock-knock, Dave!
-[[ The Meanie leans down next to Dave and mocks him, answering Raven's question in a high pitched voice that in no way could belong to Dave Batista.. ]]-
[ The Blue Meanie ] Who's there?
[ Raven ] Blood!
[ The Blue Meanie ] Blood who?
-[[ Raven jams his thumb against Batista's eye. ]]-
[ Raven ] Blood spraying from the craters of pain where your eyes used to be!
-[[ Raven leans in close to Batista. ]]-
[ Raven ] Agree to make the match.. Raven's Rules!!
-[[ With Raven's thumb pressed hard against his eye, Batista manages to smile. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] You... Got it.
-[[ Raven smirks, thinking his plan has just come to fruition. ]]-
[ Raven ] Good! You get through "Primetime," you get me right after.. If you're lucky, you don't make it that far.
-[[ Raven stands up and looks at his Nest. ]]-
[ Raven ] Let him up.
-[[ Oddly enough, Batista is strangely calm as he stands up... He eyeballs the Nest.. Looking each one up and down.. Sizing them up..... They all look ready to fight him if he wants to go... Batista looks uninterested. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] Raven's Rules.. That's no DQ right?
-[[ Raven nods. ]]-
[ Dave Batista ] Alright... I'll save it for the ring then.. See you guys around.
-[[ Batista turns around and goes back inside as the Nest is left in confusion. Raven turns to Lee. ]]-
[ Raven ] "Primetime," don't fuck this up.
Fade out. ]]-
Title on the Line: None
Referee: Charles Robinson
[ Don Harris ] Double J, our boss and YOUR entertainer fer the evenin'... Has ordered this match ta' be STOPPED.... Because quite frankly... This match SUCKS!!
-[[ He laughs. ]]-
[ Don Harris ] Kiss his ass!
They leave the ring as
the fans boo.
Winner: The Harris Brothers via Match Stoppage
[ Jeff Jarrett ] I've got to admit, Melina.. That's got to be one of the greatest ideas I've ever heard.. The fans won't never expect it and neither will the guy that's forced to carry that thing around after he wins it!! We're doin' that..
-[[ She covers her mouth as she laughs. ]]-
[ Melina ] Are you serious?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Yeah.. As a matter of fact... We'll do it at Six-String Supremacy.. Somethin' that big... And funny... The people deserve to pay their hard earned money to see it!!
-[[ Jarrett tilts his head back and laughs.. Christ.. How funny could this be? ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] I just can't wait to see somebody pull it out of the box!!
-[[ Jarrett and Melina lean on each other to keep from falling over laughing... But their good time is cut short as a voice interrupts them.. They both look up and see the man standing before them..... ]]-
[ John Cena ] I hope I'm not..... Interruptin' somethin'......
-[[ Jarrett, still smiling, looks up at Cena. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] 'Course not.. Big loss tonight, pal, that's tough luck..
-[[ Cena nods, taking the shot in stride. ]]-
[ John Cena ] Actually, Jeff... I came to see ya'.. To make ya' a little offa'..
-[[ Jarrett and Melina both laugh.. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Ah, Cena.. I know what you're thinkin'.. But there's no openin's on Planet Jarrett right now.. Maybe sometime in the future, there'll be somethin' for ya'.. But you keep your feet on the ground and keep reachin'--
-[[ Cena raises his hand.. Stopping Jarrett. ]]-
[ John Cena ] No.. No.. That's not what I was gonna ask, dawg... No offense, but I ain't interested in that.. I'm my own man, ya' heard? What I was gonna offa' ya'... Was a concert.. At Supremacy..
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Six-String... Supremacy.
[ John Cena ] Yeah, whateva'.. At Supremacy.. This is supposed to be da' biggest pay-pa'-view eva', right? So I was thinkin'.. What if I got Bumpy Knuckles and Tha' Trademarc togetha'.. And we performed a few o'our rhymes for tha' live crowd?
-[[ Jarrett smirks. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] I'm way ahead of ya', Cena.
[ John Cena ] You is?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] Yeah, I am.. I've already made the phone calls, Cena.. And there IS gonna be a concert takin' place.. It's gonna be a DUET! At Six-String Supremacy, there's gonna be two of the greatest singers in the world takin' center stage.. And they're gonna sing two hit songs for the live crowd... AND the fans at home!
-[[ Cena can't believe he's hearing this... ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] It's gonna be American Idol winner, CARRIE UNDERWOOD!
-[[ The fans in the arena immediately begin booing...... ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] .........AND ME!! HA HA!
-[[ Cena just shakes his head. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] And we're gonna be singin' her new hit song, Jarrett Take the Wheel!
[ John Cena ] Ain't it... Jesus Take the Wheel?
[ Jeff Jarrett ] No.
-[[ And Jarrett stops and looks Cena right in the eyes.. ]]-
[ Jeff Jarrett ] And a personal favorite of mine...... RAP.. IS CRAP!
-[[ And Melina kicks Cena right in the testicles! Cena groans in pain and Jarrett grabs him by the head... And whips him into the wall!! Jarrett beats Cena down, kicks him in the groin again... And Melina hands him a guitar..... GUITAR SHOT!! John Cena has been left laying by the owner of Solid Gold Wrestling!! Jarrett laughs and walks away, leaving Cena on the ground....... ]]-
A concert at
Six-String Supremacy with Carrie Underwood? And what's this hilarious
match he's talking about?
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