Date:
Sunday, June 25th, 2006 | Live From:
Birmingham, Alabama
| Commentators: Joey
Styles & Don Callis
[ Edge ] SCREW YOU!! I'M THE DAMN CHAMP!! -[[ He laughs.. Trish smiles, pressing her finger on her bottom lip.. ]]- [ Edge ] THIS IS WHERE THE TALENT HAS BEEN.. THE ENTIRE TIME!! -[[ He slaps himself on the chest, Christian-style.. ]]- [ Edge ] THE PEEPS.. CAN SUCK MY COCK!! -[[ Edge turns his head and begins making out hard with Trish as the fans continue giving him shit.. They break the kiss and Trish stares into his eyes.. She smiles.. ]]- [ Trish Stratus ] Ignore them.. What the hell do they know anyway? -[[ Edge looks out across the parking lot.. ]]- [ Edge ] Nothing.. The fans are idiots.. And me.. -[[ He laughs and looks at his title belt.. ]]- [ Edge ] I'm the ACW WORLD CHAMPION!! -[[ He licks his teeth.. ]]- [ Edge ] I'm the champion.. I'm the real deal.. I took his belt.. And I've got his girl.. -[[ She turns his head back toward hers.. ]]- [ Trish Stratus ] I was never.. Ever... His girl. -[[ They kiss again and then begin walking toward their vehicle.. Tomko goes to open the door but Edge stops him and turns around.. He snaps his fingers.. And a limousine drives up.. A long, black limousine.. Trish looks at it with wide eyes.. She looks over at Edge.. ]]- [ Trish Stratus ] Is that what I think it is? -[[ Edge shrugs. ]]- [ Edge ] That long-legged whore was good for SOMETHING.. HA HA! -[[ Tomko opens the back door of the limousine.. Edge and Trish linger just on the inside of it before Edge turns around and holds up the championship again, smiling. ]]- [ Edge ] THE CHAMP.. IS GOING HOME!! -[[ He lowers the belt.. They continue jeering him.. ]]- [ Edge ] BOO ME NOW!! BOO ME!! BECAUSE WHILE YOU'RE HERE.. JERKING OFF TO A FIVE STAR COLT CABANA CLASSIC... I'LL BE HOME.. HAVING SEX!! -[[ He raises the belt again. ]]- [ Edge ] I'M GONNA HAVE SEX!! -[[ He laughs. ]]- [ Edge ] ..WITH TRISH STRATUS!! -[[ He sits back down in the limo and just before the door shuts. ]]- [ Edge ] KISS MY ASS!! HA HA!! -[[ Tomko closes the door and turns around.. He makes his way to the front of the limousine and opens the front door.. He yanks the limo driver out and throws him on the ground.. Tomko grabs his chauffer hat and puts it on his bald head.. He sits down in the driver's seat and shuts the door.. The limousine begins to move and drives off into the distance.. You barely see the license plate.. ]]- WILENDU
-[[
Fade.
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Kane(c)
versus
Alex Shelley
versus
Triple H
Title on the Line:
SGW Gimmick Championship
Stipulation:
Forty-Niners Match
Referee:
Scott James
|
Winner & New Champion: Alex Shelley via Belt Retrieval
[ Shawn Michaels ] Damn, Chyna! I gotta say... It's only a matter of time before the main event... -[[ He does a stupid dance.. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] Gets a little taste.. OF H.. B.. K! -[[ He turns around and she's staring down into her gear bag.. A look of disgust.. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] What's up? -[[ She looks over at him.. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] What's wrong? -[[ He jogs over and the smell hits him. ]]- [ Chyna ] Shawn, someone shit in my bag! -[[ Shawn covers his nose.. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] Christ.. He's back...... [ Chyna ] ..Who? [ Shawn Michaels ] He's back.. But.. I don't know.. How? -[[ Shawn grits his teeth, pissed. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] I thought he was.. Gone.. -[[ He shakes his head.. ]]- [ Shawn Michaels ] Gone or not.. I'm gonna find this guy.. And kick his teeth.. Right down his throat!
-[[
Fade. ]]- |
The Rock
versus
Matt Morgan
Title on the Line:
None
Stipulation:
None
Referee:
Jimmy Cordaris
|
Winner: Matt Morgan via Referee's Decision
[ Alex Shelley ] I did it, Russo!! -[[ Russo points in Shelley's face. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Yeah, god damn right!! You fuckin' DID it!! -[[ Russo takes another drink, pouring it down his chin. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] THIS... Is just the fuckin' start, Shelley.. -[[ Russo looks over at Conway.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] You two.. You're da' fuckin' future o' this business.. -[[ Conway makes his way over closer to Russo and Shelley.. He had on another pair of shades.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] I'm sick and tired.. Sick and god damn tired of always hearin' about SGDubya and it's fuckin' history.. History built on da' legends and da' old school... Pure wrestlin' shit.. That's all it is.. SHIT.. -[[ Russo puts a hand on each man's shoulder.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] This.. Is what wrestlin' is all about. -[[ Conway smirks.. Shelley stares intently at Russo, clutching the title.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] From day one... Day stinkin' one since I came to SGDubya.. All I heard.. Was that this place was a breedin' ground for opportunity.. For da' new guys that couldn't catch a break anywhere else... But then.. All I see.. All I fuckin' see....... Is the so-called legends! All anybody wants to talk about.. Is history! -[[ Russo almost hops forward as he spits out his next line. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] ..Fuck history! -[[ He continues. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Fuck the Bret Harts! Fuck the Bill Goldbergs and Arn Andersons! -[[ Another drink. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Fuck Taz! Fuck Shane McMahon! -[[ Conway removes his glasses, getting into the speech. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Those assholes.. Are gone! Fuckin' GONE! -[[ Russo jams his finger hard into Shelley's chest.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] YOU'RE HERE NOW! -[[ He turns and does the same to Conway. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] YOU'RE HERE NOW!! -[[ Russo's voice rises. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] AND THEY.. ARE IN THE FUCKIN' PAST!! -[[ Shelley nods, holding the title to his chest.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] It's time to live.. For the fuckin' NOW! -[[ He's spitting all over the place as he continues. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] And when we see old footage of.. Pioneers.. Like Bret Hart.. We're gonna give him the finger.. And make fun of his dead brutha'.. Because we're the new breed.. We're the new generation.. The new blood!! -[[ He points at nothing in particular.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] The fans.. The higher ups.. They can have their history.. They can have their old way and their pure wrestlin'.. But we... WE.. US.. WE ARE THE GOD DAMN PULSE THAT KEEPS THIS PLACE ALIVE!! [ Alex Shelley ] ..Yeah!! [ Vince Russo ] Talk about history 'til the god damn cows come home.. Without us.. YOU AIN'T SHIT!! [ Rob Conway ] Oh yeah, that's right, baby! [ Vince Russo ] This is 2006... Wrestlin' is out.. -[[ Russo shrugs. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Wrestlin' is out.... And sin.. Is in! -[[ Conway rubs his goatee, smiling. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] So.. Film a couple bitches eatin' fish sandwiches.. -[[ Shelley smiles.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Con ya' way to the top o' the business.. [ Rob Conway ] Heh heh.. [ Vince Russo ] And chill out afta' the show.. Knowin' ya' made an impact that the guys from.. Back in the day.. Neva' had the balls to make.. Because ya' young.. Ya' hungry.. And ya' just don't give a fuck! -[[ Shelley looks down at his title belt, licking his lips.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] That's it, Shelley.. Ya' made ya' mark in history.. They can't take that away from ya'.. -[[ Russo motions over toward Michelle.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Michelle... Get ova' here and have sex with Alex Shelley.. -[[ She seems caught off guard. ]]- [ Michelle McCool ] Excuse me? -[[ Conway slaps her on the ass. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] You heard the man! [ Michelle McCool ] Rob! -[[ Conway shrugs and then grabs the front of Michelle's shirt and tears it.. Russo immediately flinches. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Damn! The milk's done went bad! -[[ And then he shrugs. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] But... Fuck it, tits are tits! -[[ Shelley smirks. ]]- [ Alex Shelley ] I do my own camera work in these situations.. -[[ He creates a square with his thumb and forefinger. ]]- [ Alex Shelley ] POV action, babe! -[[ Russo's eyes go wide. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] Holy shit.. Then I watch da' video.. And it's like I'm gettin'.. MY dick sucked! -[[ Michelle shakes her head, covering herself.. ]]- [ Michelle McCool ] I'm not doing that.. That's uncalled for.. -[[ Conway begins pushing her toward the bathroom.. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] Go in there and wait on me.. -[[ She opens her mouth to protest as he pushes her through the door. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] No questions! Just do it, woman! -[[ And why is this important? ]]- [ Rob Conway ] And turn off the lights! -[[ He pushes her in and closes the door.. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] Which one of you wants to go first? -[[ Russo and Shelley laugh.. ]]- [ Vince Russo ] ..Dibs! -[[ Conway turns and knocks on the door.. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] ..Baby.. I'm comin' in to talk.. Alright? -[[ He slowly opens the door, it's dark inside.. Russo creeps in, smiling big. Conway shuts the door behind him.. ]]- [ Rob Conway ] ..Conned, bitch!
-[[
Conway and Shelley
laugh like super villains.
]]- -[[ We cut to another backstage area where we see Rey Mysterio talking to Chris Kanyon.. Kanyon's dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt with gold text on it that says "SGW MVP." He and Mysterio seem to be having a friendly conversation.. ]]- [ Chris Kanyon ] I'm tellin' ya.. Don't worry about nothin', kid.. -[[ He points at himself with his thumbs.. ]]- [ Chris Kanyon ] I don't need no advice.. I'm Chris Kanyon! -[[ He points at himself now, RVD-style. ]]- [ Chris Kanyon ] The S-G-W... M-V-P! -[[ Rey takes a step back, putting his hands up in mock defense.. ]]- [ Rey Mysterio ] I was just trying to help, man.. This place is hectic.. -[[ He shakes his head.. Kanyon isn't listening. ]]- [ Rey Mysterio ] It helps to have friends! -[[ Kanyon scoffs. ]]- [ Chris Kanyon ] The hell would I need you as a friend for? What are you? Twelve? -[[ Rey puts his hands on his hips.. ]]- [ Rey Mysterio ] Hey, man.. That's not fair. -[[ Kanyon then looks behind Rey and his eyes go wide.. ]]- [ Chris Kanyon ] Hey.. You want friends... Look no furtha' than the guy behind ya'! -[[ Rey turns around and Chris Kanyon runs away... You find out why when you realize Rey Mysterio is standing nose to stomach with Matt Morgan!! Morgan stares down at Rey, breathing heavily.. Rey looks up, eyes wide.. ]]- [ Rey Mysterio ] Can I.. Help you, man? -[[ Morgan inhales deeply. ]]- [ Matt Morgan ] Bleed for me. -[[ Rey cocks his head to the side.. ]]- [ Rey Mysterio ] ..What? -[[ And Morgan lifts him up.. And LAWN DARTS him into the wall!! Mysterio falls back down hard, clutching his head and neck!! Matt Morgan thumps his chest with his fist... My God, this monster.. This untamed brute.. That was completely unprovoked!! Morgan grabs Mysterio by the throat to lift him back up... But JOHN CENA comes out of nowhere and begins nailing Morgan with forearms and elbows across the back!! Matt Morgan fights back, throwing lefts and rights himself, but Cena is somehow maintaining an advantage..... UNTIL KURT ANGLE blasts him from behind!! Cena goes sprawling and Morgan looks down at him, wiping his mouth where Cena punched him.. Morgan watches Kurt Angle begin beating down on Cena.. Joey Ryan joins in, putting the boots to Cena as well... Matt Morgan just up and leaves as Kurt Angle stands up and rips down his straps.. ]]- [ Kurt Angle ] YEAH!! -[[ He points down at Cena.. ]]- [ Kurt Angle ] NOBODY EMBARRASSES ME, CENA!! NOBODY!!
-[[
Angle and Ryan leave
Cena laying.
]]- |
"Stone
Cold" Steve Austin & Ken Kennedy versus
Jeff Jarrett, Chris Masters & Lance Storm
Title on the Line:
SGW World Heavyweight Championship
-
SGW Television Championship
Stipulation:
Three-On-Two
Handicap Match
If Austin is pinned, he loses his World Title
If Kennedy is pinned, he loses his Television Title
If Kennedy pins anyone, he wins Austin's World Title
Referee:
Mike Chioda
-[[ And makes the tag to Ken Kennedy!! Kennedy comes in and immediately begins taking it to Jarrett, his former mentor, with lefts and rights!! Jarrett is trying to block with one hand and hold his balls with the other and Ken Kennedy is just destroying him!! Kennedy whips Jarrett into the ropes and nails him with a spinning heel kick!! Jarrett gets right back to his feet and Kennedy begins punching away at him again and whips him into the corner!! Jarrett hits hard and Kennedy follows him in with a clothesline!! Jarrett staggers out of the corner, looking disoriented and Kennedy comes at him from behind with a BULL DOG! Jarrett goes down and Kennedy makes a pin fall and hooks the leg.. ONE! TWO! Jarrett kicked out!! Kennedy pulls Jarrett up and pushes him into the ropes.. Kennedy chops him and begins punching away at him again but Jarrett manages to deflect one of the punches and eye-poke Kennedy!! Jarrett then blatantly kicks Kennedy right in the groin and pie faces him to the mat.. Jarrett shakes his head, wiping some blood from his lip and he grabs each of Kennedy's feet and holds him spread eagle.. And then he drops and punches Kennedy right in the groin!! Jarrett stands over him again, still looking pissed at the house of fire entrance Kennedy made.. Jarrett hits the ropes and drops an elbow across Kennedy's chest and then begins punching away at his head.. Jarrett pulls Kennedy's head up and slugs him again.. Jarrett pulls Kennedy back to his feet and whips him into the ropes.. Kennedy comes back at him and Jarrett goes for a back elbow but Kennedy ducks it and spins around to face Jarrett.. He kicks him in the gut and goes for a vertical suplex but Jarrett slips out behind him... STROKE!! STROKE ON KEN KENNEDY!! Jarrett sits up on his knees... Why isn't he going for the cover!? Because he doesn't want Kennedy's title.. He wants AUSTIN'S title!! Jarrett stands up and tags in Lance Storm.. Storm goes in and immediately pulls Kennedy off of the mat.. He holds Kennedy up and slings him forward into Austin's corner.. Lance Storm begins motioning for Austin to tag Kennedy and get in the ring.. Austin is barely standing, using the ropes for balance.. Kennedy pulls himself up on the ropes in front of Austin.. Kennedy tells Austin he's got this and when he turns around to face off with Storm again, Austin slaps him on the back for the tag!! The fans pop huge!! Austin slowly enters the ring, hobbling big time.. Austin and Storm face off and then lock-up... They fight over it and Austin backs Storm into the ropes.. And Storm immediately kicks Austin in the knee!! Austin's knee attempts to buckle but Austin fights it and knees Storm right in the gut!! Austin immediately hooks him and DDTs him straight off of the ropes!! Austin stands up and begins sizing Storm up.. Storm slowly stands, holding his neck and when he turns around.. MIDDLE FINGERS!!! ......POLISH HAMMER TO THE BACK!! Chris Masters isn't even supposed to be in the ring!! Austin staggers forward and Lance Storm cradles him!! ONE! TWO! THREE-- NO!! CHRIS MASTERS BREAKS THE PIN!! Lance Storm immediately stands up and shoves Chris Masters!! Masters shoves him back and locks his hands together, making the Masterlock signal but Storm PUNCHES Chris Masters!! Masters backs up and Jarrett charges into the ring.. He gets in between them.. "Stop fightin', dammit!! If anybody's pinnin'im.. It's gonna be ME!!" And Storm shoves Jarrett!! Jarrett smiles, like "oh no you didn't" and shoves Storm back!! Storm and Jarrett get up in each other's faces and Chris Masters gets up there with them.. All three of them are talking shit as their team disintegrates before our very eyes!! Austin motions for Kennedy to get in the ring and he does.. Kennedy and Austin both rush the trio and Kennedy dumps Masters over the top rope and to the floor!! Kennedy begins brawling with Jarrett and Austin begins going at it with Storm.. Mike Chioda is doing everything he can to restore order when-- ]]- -[[ THE LIGHTS GO OUT! ]]- -[[ Everyone in the arena gasps.. The sounds in the ring cease, meaning the action has stopped.... And then.. The lights come back on.. Kennedy.. Austin.. Jarrett.. Storm.. The four of them are still in the ring but on opposite sides of the ring.. Chris Masters is still laying on the outside, leaned against the guardrail.. And in the center of the ring is a man in a ski mask and a trench coat with a steel chair in his hands... Who the hell is this? What does he want!? And then.. He spins and BLASTS JARRETT WITH THE CHAIR!! Jarrett goes down and rolls out of the ring, clutching his head.. Storm stares, wide eyed.. And the masked man flinches toward him with the chair and Storm ducks and rolls out of the ring, staring up into the ring.. The masked man then turns to Austin and Kennedy.. He discards the chair and then raises his hand to remove the mask.. The fans are buzzing in anticipation...... And he rips the mask off.. ]]- -[[ ......Shit. ]]- -[[ ....ORTON!! RANDY ORTON!! Steve Austin and Ken Kennedy both look shocked.. Too shocked to move and because of their lack of reaction......... RKO ON "STONE COLD" STEVE AUSTIN!! Orton immediately springs up, striking the "......HEY!" pose!! The fans are booing like crazy!! Orton and Kennedy lock eyes.. The former friends stand there, staring at each other... And then Orton opens his arms, welcoming Kennedy for a hug.. And Kennedy accepts!! Is this some of kind... Fucked up reunion!? They break and Orton looks at Kennedy like he's proud of him.. And....... RKO ON KEN KENNEDY!! Randy Orton stands up, looking disgusted with Kennedy and rolls out of the ring.. Orton backs up the ramp, smiling.. Pleased with himself.. What the fuck.. How has Randy Orton returned.. FROM THE DEAD!? Lance Storm, in shock himself, rolls back inside the ring and quickly covers Austin...... ONE!! .......TWO!! .......THREE-- NO!! AUSTIN ROLLED HIS SHOULDER!! Lance Storm sits up, looking absolutely furious.. Storm turns around and kicks Kennedy out of the ring, forcing him underneath the bottom rope... Storm looks like he's totally lost it.. Austin slowly pulls himself up and Storm turns around.. They face off, only a few feet apart.. And then they hear the ring rumble a bit.. Someone's running across the ring.. The fans gasp, shocked.. Austin looks confused as he sees the person charging up behind Storm.. And STORM DUCKS AT THE LAST SECOND...... AND CARLITO CARIBBEAN COOL BLASTS AUSTIN IN THE FACE WITH A CHAMPIONSHIP BELT!! Carlito stands over Austin with the belt in his hands... Wait a second.. That's not an SGW TITLE!! WHAT IS THAT BELT!? Carlito looks down at Austin and shrugs.. Storm looks shocked at what just happened.. Carlito slides out of the ring, taking the mystery championship belt with him.. Storm looks around and then reluctantly covers Austin.. ONE....... TWO............ THREE!! LANCE STORM IS THE CHAMPION!! Mike Chioda quickly rushes to Storm with the SGW World Championship belt.. Storm clutches it, relishing the victory, but he can't help but stare up the ramp as Carlito leaves, clutching that championship belt of his own... "Stone Cold" Steve Austin has been screwed out of his championship belt, but not by Jarrett or any of his crew.. A seemingly random assault.. By CARLITO has put the World title in the hands of Lance Storm!! What the FUCK is going on!? ]]-
-[[
And who the hell dug
up Randy Orton!?
]]- |
Winner & New SGW World Champion: Lance Storm via Pin Fall
[ Shane Douglas ] RANDY ORTON!! RANDY GOD DAMN FUCKIN' ORTON!! -[[ Orton slowly turns around, smiling.. He and "The Franchise" look at each other.. Douglas' eyes are wide.. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] FUCK!! IT.. IS YOU!! BUT.. YOU DIED!! YOU DIED!! YOU FUCKIN' DIED!! -[[ Orton shrugs and then nods, still smiling. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] HOW DID YOU GET OUT OF THE FUCKIN' AMBULANCE?! HOW THE FUCK DID YOU ESCAPE!? -[[ Orton is so matter-of-fact, it's almost hard to believe that he's just returned from the dead.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] I didn't. -[[ Douglas looks around, confused.. And then he settles back on Orton.. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] THEN HOW.... WHY.... THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? -[[ Orton takes a deep breath.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] When it pertains to my return from the afterlife.. It was never a matter of how.. Or why.. -[[ Orton looks up.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] It was a matter of.. When. [ Shane Douglas ] BUT THAT'S GOD DAMN IMPOSSIBLE!! -[[ Orton looks down at Douglas and touches his shoulder.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Is that impossible? -[[ He points back toward the direction of the entrance way.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Was what just happened.. Impossible? -[[ Orton smirks.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Look at me.. I am real.. I am living proof.. That the impossible.. IS POSSIBLE! -[[ Orton grips Douglas' shoulder.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Flesh gripping flesh, Douglas.. You can't deny that.. -[[ Douglas seems creeped out.. Orton retracts his hand.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Imagine how I felt about.. Impossible.. -[[ Douglas holds the microphone out to Orton, listening intently.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Imagine.. Douglas.. Dying at the hands of the man who claims he made you.. -[[ Orton looks down.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] And then finding yourself face to face.. With the person that truly did.. Make.. You.. -[[ Douglas' eyes widen even more.. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] HOLY SHIT, YOU SAW GOD!? WHAT THE FUCK DID HE SAY!? -[[ He doesn't give Orton time to answer.. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] I MEAN.. YOU'VE DONE SOME FUCKIN' FUCKED UP SHIT, ORTON!! -[[ Orton chuckles.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] He? ..The rumors are true, Shane.. -[[ He looks at Douglas, smiling. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] God is a woman. -[[ A pause as Douglas looks disgusted.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] And you KNOW.. How I feel about those.. -[[ Douglas' jaw drops. ]]- [ Shane Douglas ] ..YOU FUCKED GOD!? -[[ It WAS Randy Orton that shit in Chyna's bag earlier! Orton laughs and then goes dead serious. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] ..Of course not!! I called her a cunt.. And I RKO'ED HER THROUGH HER BIG, HOLY DESK!! -[[ The fuckin' Franchise begins cackling loudly as Orton continues.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] And as she lay there.. Skewered with splinters.. With my spit.. Dripping down her face.. -[[ Orton looks up, remembering this fondly.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] I turned to leave.. Surely condemned to Hell for my act.. And I heard her cry my name.. -[[ Orton nods.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] They always.. Cry my name. -[[ Orton puts his hand out in front of him, like he's sizing somone up for the RKO.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] And God said unto me... -[[ He tilts his head back, his voice booming. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] FORSOOTH, RANDY ORTON!! LEAVE MY KINGDOM OF HEAVEN.. AND DESCEND BACK UNTO THE EARTH TO CONQUER SOLID GOLD WRESTLING.. FOR I HAVE FELT YOUR RKO... AND IT WAS GOOD.. FOR YOU ARE.. WITHOUT A DOUBT...... THE ONE, TRUE........ -[[ He closes his eyes.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] ........LEGEND KILLER! -[[ Orton looks down at Douglas... Douglas is staring in awe.. He's speechless.. Orton takes the microphone from his hand and turns toward the camera, staring hard into it.. Orton takes a few steps toward it and begins speaking.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] What happened tonight.. Was only the beginning.. -[[ A pause.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Steve Austin.. You took my championship.. -[[ Orton licks his lips.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Jeff Jarrett.... You.. Took my LIFE!! -[[ Another pause.. Orton's gaze doesn't waver.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] Ken Kennedy.. You prostituted.. My memory.. -[[ Orton begins undoing the buttons on the trench coat.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] You three.. Are not legends in my eyes.. You three are going to feel.. My wrath.. -[[ Orton throws open one side of the trench coat.. You see part of his black shirt and black pants.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] The wrath.. Of Randy Orton.. -[[ He swings open the other side of the coat, revealing a big, silver cross hanging from his neck.. Orton strikes the "HEY!" pose and remains there with it, frozen.. He tilts his head back, the booming voice echoes from his body.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] .......GODSEND! -[[ A laugh escapes his mouth.. ]]- [ Randy Orton ] ..And Jesus wept. -[[ He scoffs. ]]-
-[[
The camera zooms in on his face and stays there.. He stares straight
ahead.. My God.. Is he out of his mind!?
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