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05
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30 /
2020
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State Farm Arena
|
Atlanta, Georgia
Commentators -
Nigel McGuinness, Tony Schiavone, & "Big Poppa
Pump" Scott Steiner
Dark Matches
-
Apollo Crews
(w/
Virgil)
def. Sgt. Buddy Lee Parker via Pinfall w/
Spin-out Powerbomb in 3:12
-
AZM def. Thunderkitty via Pinfall w/
Flying Double Stomp in 4:19
-
Juventud Guerrera def. Harry Smith via Pinfall w/
450 Splash in 1:18
-
Deus Ex Machina
(Brian
Cage & Sammy Guevara)
def. "Fabulous" Chris Rocker & Derrick King via Pinfall w/
Weapon X in 2:01
-
Sasha Banks def. Stella Grey via Submission w/
Bank Statement in 00:39
-
Beer Money
(Bobby
Roode & James Storm)
def. Sim Snuka & Cliff Compton via Pinfall w/
Glorious Bomb in 5:41
-
Zack Sabre, Jr. def. Bill Dundee via Submission w/
Fujiwara Arm Bar in 57:05
SHOCK Showcase Match
-
Becky Lynch def. Nyla Rose via Submission w/
Dis-Arm-Her in 00:14
We
open up on a shot of the backstage area.
We see road agents, stagehands, and a collection of dark match
wrestlers wandering around aimlessly, chatting and doing menial
tasks. We hear a clomp clomp of footsteps from off-camera. Seconds
later, Cube Soldiers walk into the shot with a desk chair and a
potted plant. They place them on the floor. The fans boo loudly upon
seeing them. Tucor and Dusto Bunny lug a large metallic desk into
the the shot and place it in front of the chair and then shuffle
away, grunting and chittering at one another.
The brainwashed Abyss drags a large cubicle wall behind the desk.
Already hanging on the wall is a large oil painting of Dr. Cube
eating ice cream with Kim Jong-un. Dr. Cube walks in from off-camera
with his oversized Cube head and blue scrubs. He sits down in the
chair behind the desk and clasps his hands together in front of him
on the desk, rubber gloves creaking together audibly.
[ Dr. Cube
] Greetings, insignificant humans.
The live crowd boos loudly.
[ Dr. Cube
] It should be no secret to any of you... that I am now your
supreme overlord, having vanquished Tom Cruise and usurped The Real
Ultimate Power... for MYSELF!
He holds up his gloved hand and noisily clenches his fist.
[ Dr. Cube
] All of my enemies... are GONE!
There's genuine glee in his voice.
[ Dr. Cube
] There is no one left on this plane of existence which can
stop me now! With the creation of Dusto Bunny, my army has grown
more powerful than ever... the Cube Army is primed to conquer Solid
Gold Wrestling and the entire universe surrounding it!
He slams his fist down on the desk.
[ Dr. Cube
] Effective immediately, your reality as you know it is under
MY control. First, my Cube Soldiers will be passing out one of my
newest concoctions to each of you in the audience tonight, in order
to make your more agreeable--
CRASH! The cubicle wall comes down behind Cube as KRIS STATLANDER
tackles the brainwashed Abyss through it! Dr. Cube quickly runs
off-camera and Statlander steps on Abyss' chest, leaps onto the
desk, and flies off... TACKLING CUBE FROM BEHIND! The fans are going
wild! However, before Statlander can do anything to Cube, she's torn
away from him by Hikaru Shida and Shoko Nakajima! Cube scrambles
back to all fours and quickly escapes, laughing maniacally!
Kris Statlander brawls with Shida and Shoko before knocking Shoko
down with a stiff forearm! Shida goes down after a knee lift to the
mid-section and DDT on the floor before Statlander kips up and...
SPEARS A CHARGING NURSE RATCHET TO THE FLOOR! Statlander is on fire!
However, the cheers turn to low, droning boos as Tucor and Dusto
Bunny shuffle onto the scene, glaring at Statlander through their
cold, dead eyes. Statlander shakes her head.
[ Kris Statlander
] Earthling Floss... what has Dr. Cube done to you?
Finding herself unable to fight what used to be her best friend,
Statlander quickly vacates the scene, leaving the entire set a
wreck. Shida, Shoko, and Ratchet struggle back to their feet and
look on as Statlander escapes. We focus on the disheveled members of
the Cube Army as we fade out.
As
we come back to ringside, the familiar tone of Adam Cole’s music
hits and he appears from the back first with Britt Baker, Arn
Anderson, Steve Corino, and Chris Jericho flanking both sides of
him, looking like a small army.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Well guys, I guess we know which match is next. Here comes
one of the most dominant factions in SGW history, The Origin!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Wit’ Adam Cole bein’
locked in a dog pen two weeks ago and Britt Baker fallin’ victim to
Steve Austin, you know there’s goin’ to be a LOT on The Origin’s
mind tonight!
The Origin makes their way down the ramp to a chorus of boos and
enter inside the ring. Arn Anderson snatches the microphone from
Justin Roberts on his way in and then presents it to Cole. Jericho
and Corino look towards the ramp as Cole prepares to speak, doing
his best to talk over the loud boos coming from the Atlanta crowd.
[ Adam Cole
] What happened to me, to Britt, to The Origin two weeks ago
was a travesty.
Britt rubs Adam’s back as he kisses her gently on the forehead.
[ Adam Cole
] We have done nothing but mind our own business and “Stone
Cold” Steve Austin has decided to take it upon himself to make our
lives a living hell! It’s a shame! A damn shame!
“ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” chants spread through the arena which brings a
smile to Cole's face.
[ Adam Cole
] Why yes, yes he is. I’m glad you people agree.
This draws even more boos in response. Cole pays them no mind at all
as he continues.
[ Adam Cole
] Austin, all of this comes to an end at Supremacy. You had
your fun two weeks ago and now it’s going to be my turn.
Britt snatches the microphone from Cole.
[ Britt Baker
] The Level We’ve Sunk to Now was a fitting name for the show
because you sunk to a new low, Steve. You put your hands on me and
you could’ve ended my career!
Cole tries taking the microphone back, but she’s not finished.
[ Britt Baker
] I am a DENTIST, you know?! I’m a role model! I’m everything
in life that you are NOT!
Cole manages to wrestle the microphone away from his hot-tempered
girlfriend and nods in agreement.
[ Adam Cole
] You laid hands on my girlfriend, you KIDNAPPED me and
dragged me to a DOG POUND, leaving me for dead! I hope you’ve had
your fun, because payback’s going to be a bitch, Austin. The
Origin’s going to get our revenge and it’s going to be oh so sweet
when we do! You can ‘win’ all of these little battles that you want.
Go for it, make yourself feel young again! All that matters in the
end is who wins the war. Look closely at your screen, because you’re
lookin’ at the winners! You're nothing more than annoying little
gnat flying around. That's how little you truly matter.
He stares into the camera.
[ Adam Cole
] At Supremacy, all of this ends once and for all! You've had
your time to shine and those glory days of championship wins and
classic moments have long since passed you by. So when I finish you
off, I can focus on getting my title back from your buddy Venis and
send all of you “legends” off into the sunset, never to be heard
from again!
Cole motions to the rest of The Origin.
[ Adam Cole
] The people in this ring, we ARE Solid Gold Wrestling. We
are the only ones here who have this company’s future and best
intentions in mind. We’ve built this return up from the ground
level. We didn’t show up for that WrestleBrawl payday like you,
Austin. We -
The Golden Tron comes to life with Austin taking front and center.
His head is cocked to the side and he’s fake snoring.
[ Steve Austin
] Aw hell, Adam! My ass done went to sleep waitin’ for you to
shut the hell up!
The fans pop at the sight of Austin on the Golden Tron. Cole looks
miffed to be interrupted and instructs Jericho and Corino to
continue watching the entrance ramp.
[ Steve Austin
] Did ya’ have fun at the dog pound? I thought it was a
fittin’ place for ya’ ‘cause you ain’t nothin’ but a SON OF A BITCH!
Huge crowd pop.
[ Steve Austin
] We’re gonna’ have a helluva good time at Supremacy, Adam,
ol’ Stone Cold promises you that! But before then, I’m gonna’ walk
down to that ring.
“WHAT?!”
[ Steve Austin
] I’m gonna’ take my vest off.
“WHAT?!”
[ Steve Austin
] I’m gonna’ spin Steve Corino’s fat ass around.
“WHAT?!”
[ Steve Austin
] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch
dry!
The transmission of the screen seems to be shaky. The screen starts
cutting in and out, even dividing into pieces at times.
[ Adam Cole
] Looks like Steve’s technology skills are as broken as his
wrestling skills!
The shot of Austin is almost as though it’s a broken record,
skipping and repeating the same thing over and over again.
[ Steve Austin
] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch
dry!
[ Steve Austin
] And I’m gonna’ stomp a mudhole in it and walk that sumbitch
dry!
[ Steve Austin
] ...that sumbitch dry!
The Golden Tron freezes completely still, giving us one final shot
of Austin staring into the camera. The entire Origin laughs and
claps.
[ Chris Jericho
] Just like Austin’s entire career! If you say the same thing
over and over again, you start to believe it!
[ Adam Cole
] He’s scared STIFF!
[ Chris Jericho
] That’s what the bald headed dipshit gets for interrupting
us! How does he think he’s going to beat you at Supremacy?!
The Origin gather in the center of the ring as the fans are antsy
with the technical difficulties of the Golden Tron.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, our apologies. We are working to
resolve the production issues as quickly as we can.
The Golden Tron goes black and a countdown clock appears on it,
seemingly beginning the rebooting process of the screen.
[ Steve Corino
] Cut the crap, Steve! We’re ready for you now! Come on down
to the ring and lets get this thing started. Your little attempt to
hijack our moment, AGAIN, has failed miserably! Almost as miserable
as your entire career!
Corino high fives Cole and hands the microphone back to Cole. Before
Cole can say a word, STEVE AUSTIN APPEARS FROM THE CROWD! HE COMES
IN FROM BEHIND THE ORIGIN AND SLIDES INTO THE RING WITH A STEEL
CHAIR! Baker and Cole scramble with Arn out of the ring and Jericho
eats a big steel chair shot to the head!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] STONE COLD IS HERE
AND IT APPEARS HIS BROKEN VIDEO WAS A DECOY!
[ Tony Schiavone
] The Origin had the ring guarded and they let their guard
down!
Austin clotheslines Jericho over the top rope and Corino blasts him
from behind. Corino is beating down Austin and rips his vest off and
begins strangling him with it. Rick Knox rushes down from the back
and tries restoring some order.
[ Tony Schiavone
] These two were set to compete in a match tonight but it
looks like it’s going on right now!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Rick Knox has yet
to signal for the bell, but it does appear that way!
Austin kicks Corino low and gets to his feet. The two start trading
right hands back and forth, neither getting an advantage on the
other until Corino rakes the eyes of Austin. Knox calls for the bell
and the match has begun!
Referee -
Rick Knox | Time Limit -
30:00
Corino sends Austin against the ropes but Austin flies back and hits
a Lou Thesz Press! Austin punches Corino until Knox pulls him off.
Austin then backs Corino into the corner and starts delivering stiff
boots to his midsection, dropping Corino to the mat. Austin gives
him the double birds and then some more boots!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Stone Cold is walking the mudhole dry!
Corino grabs the front of Austin’s tights and yanks him forward,
sending him colliding with the turnbuckle pad. Corino uses the
opportunity to roll Austin up for a pin with his feet on the ropes!
One, two, Austin kicks out! Corino stands over Austin and crashes
down on his back, then applies a Camel Clutch while raking the eyes.
[ Scott Steiner
] STEVE CORINO IS SO FUCKIN’ FAT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Thank you for that
piece of analysis.
Corino rolls off and starts stomping on Austin’s neck, knowing the
SGW Hall of Famer’s weak spot. Corino picks Austin up, OLD SCHOOL
EXPULSION! One, two, kick out! Corino huffs and covers him again.
One, two, kick out! After a third attempt, Austin kicks out again
and springs up to his feet. Right hand! Right hand! Corino rakes the
eyes and stops the assault. Small package! Austin rolls over and
forces Corino to kick out! Back to their feet, Corino catches
Austin’s kick attempt and spins Austin around, back body drop!
Corino poses to the crowd, collecting boos.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Steve Corino needs to capitalize on this situation and try
to win the match!
Corino turns back to Austin but he isn’t there. Corino turns around
and Austin stands right behind him. Corino realizes he’s messed up,
but it’s too late! Middle finger, boot to the gut, STONE COLD
STUNNER! Corino flops over himself upon impact and Jericho springs
to the apron but Austin knocks him off!
Cole and Britt Baker remain on the floor, not interfering. Corino
tries to push himself back up off the mat and Austin notices in time
and stalks his prey. STONE COLD STUNNER! Austin covers and it’s
academic - one, two, three! Austin wins!
WINNER
STEVE AUSTIN via PINFALL in 8:08
Austin forgets about the wildcard in Britt Baker, who yanks the
chair out of Austin’s hands, allowing Arn Anderson to come in quick
enough and plant Austin with a Spinebuster! Like a pack of dogs,
Jericho, Corino, Cole, Baker, and Arn kick and stomp away on Austin.
Arn throws Rick Knox out of the ring as The Origin plan their next
move.
Corino picks Austin up and Jericho hits the Judas Effect Elbow,
sending Austin back down! Cole grabs the steel chair and warps it
over Austin’s back with a solid shot. The bell is ringing but
there’s no stopping The Origin’s assault. Corino picks Austin up,
STIFF LARIAT! That one nearly took Austin’s jaw off!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Gentlemen, this is
what happens when you have strength in numbers!
[ Tony Schiavone
] We’re witnessing a mugging!
Corino and Jericho grab Austin by the arms and forces his head up.
Cole bends down and starts creaming in Austin’s face, “THIS IS WHAT
YOU GET FOR HUMILIATING ME! FOR HUMILIATING BRITT! WE ARE THE ORIGIN
AND WE OWN YOU!” Cole slaps Austin’s face, but Austin spits a wad of
bloody spit in Cole’s face. Cole wipes it off his cheek and boots
Austin in the face, busting his nose open! Cole forces Jericho and
Corino to hold Austin back up, LAST SHOT FROM COLE! The knee to the
back of the head drops Austin in a heap. Corino lays the bent chair
on the mat and places Austin’s head in between the seat and back and
goes to the middle rope.
[ Scott Steiner
] THIS FAT ASS IS GONNA’ KILL ‘EM!
Before Corino can dive, here’s D-Von Dudley, Lance Storm, Stevie
Ray, and a host of other road agents. They hit the ring and Storm
dives on top of Austin to protect him as D-Von and Stevie block
Corino from finishing Austin off once and for all.
[ Tony Schiavone
] It took long enough but thank God for the road agents
breaking this up and saving Steve Austin from a career-ending
injury!
The Origin exit the ring, completely satisfied with themselves. Cole
takes an extra moment to soak in the destruction that’s been caused
before Arn escorts him away from the ringside area. Medics now enter
the ring and start tending to Austin, who shoves them all away,
wanting to get back up on his own accord. Supremacy is going to
carry a little extra intensity in two weeks after this brutal
post-match assault on Steve Austin. The Origin has upped the ante in
this feud and nobody is safe!
We
head backstage where we see Kevin Nash and "Diamond" Dallas Page
hanging out in Nash's personal dressing room. Nash is lounging on a
couch with the SGW Elevation Championship resting on the side table
next to it. Nash wears a sly grin as he takes a drink from a bottle
of beer.
[ Kevin Nash
] I'm tellin' you, brother... of all the crazy stuff I saw at
the Broken Skull Ranch, that little Asian piece with the electric
bat...
Nash gifts us with a chef's kiss.
[ Dallas Page
] Jesus, Kev.
[ Kevin Nash
] Hey, don't give me that shit. Big Sexy cards at the door--
The door to the dressing room flies open and Val Venis walks inside
with the SGW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. Page
pats Venis on the back as he walks in but Venis doesn't look amused.
He glares right at Nash.
[ Val Venis
] What the hell were you thinking?
Nash looks confused and takes a drink.
[ Kevin Nash
] I try not to think as much as possible so you're gonna have
to be a little more specific.
Venis removes the championship from his shoulder and tosses it on
the couch, pointing at Nash.
[ Val Venis
] You know exactly what I'm talkin' about, big man. Jimmy
Havoc. The Broken Skull Ranch... you got involved where you had no
business--
Nash huffs and stands up, cutting Venis off.
[ Kevin Nash
] No business? I had no business stickin' that guy after what
he did to me? Need I remind you, Val... that he jumped me because of
this!
Nash points toward Page, Venis, and then himself.
[ Kevin Nash
] Because of what WE got, brother!
Page looks from Venis to Nash and back again, not wanting this to
get anymore heated than it already is.
[ Kevin Nash
] Plantin' his pasty white ass in the mat in the middle of
nowhere Texas was the absolute least I could do. That's called a
receipt.
[ Val Venis
] There's no telling how this is gonna escalate now.
[ Kevin Nash
] Not my problem.
[ Dallas Page
] Guys, you both need to chill--
[ Kevin Nash
] I'm not gonna let that gangly little midget do what he did
to me and get away with it. These new kids on the block gotta learn
the hard way sometimes. He learned that you don't cross Big Sexy.
Maybe if you stood up and took matters into your own hands more
often, the guys around here would show you a little more respect.
[ Dallas Page
] That's enough!
[ Val Venis
] You might be right... but you should've at least run your
plan past the rest of us. When it comes to Jimmy Havoc, your actions
affect all of us.
Nash looms over Val, looking right down into his eyes.
[ Kevin Nash
] Then I suggest you do this company a favor and put an end
to that punk once and for all at Supremacy.
[ Val Venis
] That's the plan.
[ Kevin Nash
] Good.
Nash reaches down and picks up the Elevation Championship.
[ Kevin Nash
] Because after I defend this thing for the last time at
Supremacy... I'm cashin' it in and I aim to see the Big Valbowski
standin' across the ring from me. The Vegas Connection explodes...
or somethin'.
[ Val Venis
] I'd love nothing more.
[ Dallas Page
] Right on, guys. So we're cool?
Venis and Nash shake hands.
[ Val Venis
] Hell yeah, we're cool.
The door opens up again and Chavo Guerrero, Jr. walks inside. He
immediately begins shaking hands with everyone in the room.
[ Dallas Page
] What's up, Chavo?
Chavo gestures toward Nash.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] I'm actually here to talk
to Big Kev about his title defense at Supremacy--
[ Kevin Nash
] Yeah, I already got that figured out
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] Sweet-- wait, what? What
do you mean you've got it figured out? I've been racking my brain
with the championship committee for days to figure out who you're
defending against and we decided--
[ Kevin Nash
] That's cool and all, brother, but there's been a change of
plans. I'm gonna defend against that guy that's chanting out front
with the bullhorn. That thing is irritating as shit, right?
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] Oh, hey... yeah, about
that. That's David Starr. He's not a contracted talent, Kev. You
can't defend an official SGW championship against him... not on
pay-per-view... not at all, really, but definitely not on
pay-per-view.
[ Kevin Nash
] So, what's your back-up plan, then?
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] For your opponent?
[ Kevin Nash
] No. What's your back-up plan for when I decide to no-show
your big pay-per-view title match because you didn't wanna negotiate
with a main event player?
Chavo scratches his head.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] Well... I mean... we
haven't really thought--
[ Kevin Nash
] My point, exactly.
Nash pats Chavo on the shoulder.
[ Kevin Nash
] Book the match, Chavito.
Chavo shakes his head.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] Fine... but no one is
gonna be happy about this.
[ Kevin Nash
] That sounds like a "you" problem.
Without another word, Chavo walks out of the room, leaving the Vegas
Connection alone once again. Val looks at Nash and shakes his head,
disappointed.
[ Val Venis
] Jesus, Kev.
Nash falls back on the couch with the Elevation Championship still
on his shoulder. He looks at the SGW World Heavyweight Championship
lying on the cushion where Venis tossed it earlier.
[ Kevin Nash
] It's a shame I'm gonna be vacating this thing at Supremacy.
All of three of us walking out of the PPV as champions would've been
a helluva thing. Gonna be real interesting seeing which one of us
ends up with this beaut, though.
Venis reaches down and picks up the championship.
[ Val Venis
] Yeah. Real interesting.
Fade.
Referee -
Paul Turner | Time Limit -
30:00
Jinny is at ringside with the SGW Women's World Championship over
her shoulder. With her head held high in the air, she stares down
her nose as she watches the match in front of her. Deonna Purrazzo
starts the match with Aliyah and the match is steady back and forth
with Deonna doing the work, keeping Aliyah off a step with her
superior technical prowess.
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is our first time seeing the Highers in action after
months of seeing them as Jinny's muscle during her title defenses!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] You're correct,
Tony. It's time to see if the followers can prove as dominant as
their fearless leader!
Deonna maintains an advantage, dragging Aliyah into her corner in a
wristlock before tagging in Leva Bates. Bates shoots Aliyah off and
goes for a clothesline but Aliyah ducks it and catches Leva with a
hairmare, ripping her down to the mat. Aliyah quickly tags in
Vanessa Borne and the Highers go to work, dominating Leva Bates and
giving her nothing.
[ Tony Schiavone
] After the comments made by Jinny two weeks ago, you know
Deonna Purrazzo and Leva Bates are looking to make a statement. They
want to prove Jinny wrong and get their names in the discussion for
a future title shot!
[ Scott Steiner
] Well, this blue haired dildo ain't doin' too good a fuckin'
job at it! She needs to tag Malenko with tits back in or this shit's
gonna go south real quick!
And go south, it does! Within a minute of tagging into the match,
Aliyah and Borne dump Leva on her head with a sloppy double suplex
before Aliyah knocks Deonna off the apron, allowing Borne to finish
off Leva Bates cleanly with the REGALPLEX, all on her head and neck!
Borne covers! One! Two! Three!
WINNERS
THE HOUSE OF HIGHERS via PINFALL in
3:13
Once the bell has sounded, Jinny takes a microphone from Justin
Roberts and climbs into the ring. Leva Bates is lying still in the
middle of the ring. Jinny plants her heel on Leva's back and looks
down at her championship lovingly before raising the microphone.
[ Jinny
] Good effort, ladies. Very impressive.
Aliyah smiles proudly. Jinny rolls her eyes.
[ Jinny
] This is exactly what I'm talking about. It's bad enough
that the locker room is filled with ugly, fashion challenged
gashes... but the so-called competition can't even get past my House
of Highers.
Jinny scoffs.
[ Jinny
] Pathetic.
There's a small pop as Deonna Purrazzo slides into the ring and goes
after Jinny but quickly gets tackled by both Highers and taken down
to the mat! Aliyah and Borne put the boots to Deonna and then trash
can her to the outside. Jinny looks disgusted.
[ Jinny
] Stupid bitch.
She returns to addressing the fans, holding up the championship.
[ Jinny
] I am the longest reigning champion of any kind in the
entire history of Solid Gold Wrestling. There is no one who has
proven worthy of earning a shot... at the most prestigious
championship in this company.
A smile creeps across her face.
[ Jinny
] And if this is the quality of talent in this division going
forward... it's going to bloody well stay that way.
Jinny drops the microphone on Leva's back and exits the ring with
the Highers in tow. We watch Jinny and the Highers leave up the ramp
as we fade out.
A
luxury bus.
Sasha Banks scrolls through her iPhone without a care in the world
as Bayley is seated adjacent to her with her and Sasha’s dogs on
either side of her. The awkward silence fills the room as Sasha pays
the camera no attention until Bayley brings it up.
[ Bayley
] Hey uh, Sas?
Sasha begrudgingly looks up in a huff.
[ Sasha Banks
] What is it Bayley?
[ Bayley
] The camera…
Sasha turns and looks in front of her, somehow not noticing it being
in front of her this entire time. She tosses her phone down and
grabs both Twinstar title belts and wraps them around her shoulders.
[ Sasha Banks
] Oh, I wasn’t expecting you.
She smiles as sarcasm oozes off of her words.
[ Sasha Banks
] Welcome to my private bus. It’s where I control who I
interact with and it keeps me way more than six feet from the filth
that resides outside the door. I requested this time because I have
bad news for you all.
Sasha wipes a nonexistent tear from her eye.
[ Sasha Banks
] Wow, oh my God. This is going to be so tough for you all.
Bayley puts his hand on Sasha’s thigh but Sasha slaps it off.
[ Sasha Banks
] As you all know, we’re not booked tonight. To add more fuel
to the fire, I’ve been thinking about things, and you know, I think
we’re going to take Supremacy off as well.
A deep breath to collect herself.
[ Sasha Banks
] It’s like this, there’s simply no contenders left. I’ve
heard the rumors. I’ve seen the Committee scramble backstage trying
to figure out who to put against us after what we did to Lightning
Star.
[ Bayley
] Suck it, sheep! We’re never wrestling again!
[ Sasha Banks
] Bayley. No.
Sasha disapprovingly shakes her head at her best friend.
[ Sasha Banks
] This is my time.
[ Bayley
] Oh.
[ Sasha Banks
] We are never defending these titles again until there’s
real competition available. Besides, I have a guaranteed contract. I
get paid the same whether I’m inside that ring or I’m sitting on my
luxury bus Tweeting to my stans while the rest of the roster slaves
away for peanuts and crumbs.
Sasha cocks an eyebrow as Bayley gazes towards her.
[ Sasha Banks
] God. It’s wonderful being rich and fed. SGW has finally
realized who calls the shots around here, and you’re looking at her!
A knock on the bus’ door. Before either Sasha or Bayley can see who
it is, Trish Stratus appears, taking them both back.
[ Sasha Banks
] Excuse me?
[ Trish Stratus
] Oh, yeah, right.. Sorry for interrupting ladies.
Before Sasha can respond, Trish cuts her off.
[ Trish Stratus
] Saw your promo and you’re right, we’ve been scrambling to
find you two an opponent for Supremacy and it looked like you were
getting the show off.
Sasha gulps.
[ Trish Stratus
] But now, well, be sure to tell the bus driver to get you
gals to Orlando in two weeks because you have a title defense.
Whether it’s fate, divine intervention, or whatever you want to call
it, we have you an opponent.
Trish sports an sly smirk,
[ Trish Stratus
] Dakota Kai is cleared for action and Team Kick is getting
their rematch against you two at Supremacy!
[ Bayley
] WHAT?!
Trish gives them a thumbs up as Sasha and Bayley turn white as a
ghost.
[ Trish Stratus
] Cool bus, Sasha.
Trish leaves as the camera moves over to a close shot of Sasha,
whose eyes are filled with tears and her mouth is twisted down in
despair. Bayley wraps her arms around her as the sobbing begins
legitimately this time.
[ Bayley
] We got this! We got this! Don’t worry, Sasha. I promise
you.
Sasha’s heavily applied black mascara streaks down her face as the
tears continue flowing. Her safe space was invaded by Trish Stratus
and big news was dropped right in her lap. We have ourselves a
Twinstar Title match at Supremacy with Team Kick coming back for
revenge!
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit -
30:00
Senior Official Aubrey Edwards calls for the opening bell, getting
this matchup of two debuting bulls going with a bang. Both Holliday
and Lee rush to center ring, tying up emphatically. Holliday takes
the edge first, sneaking into a top wristlock and transitioning
seamlessly into a side headlock to much applause from Maxwell Jacob
Friedman on the floor.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, MJF is situated at ringside and you’ve got to wonder
if he’ll play a part in this contest…
Nigel McGuinness kisses kayfabe goodbye and buries his face in his
hands as Lee lifts and tosses Holliday three feet away, breaking the
headlock with a little bit of good ole’ fashioned American power.
Holliday is unimpressed until he dashes forward and eats a shoulder
tackle for his trouble! Lee is on the move, taking a bounce from the
nearest set of ropes and charging over Holliday, who crosses and is
up! Leapfrog from Holliday, Lee’s under; Lee dead-stops and lifts
Holliday overhead with a Military Press!
[ Scott Steiner
] Now we’re talkin’!
Lee, smirking to himself, takes a few steps forward and tosses
Holliday over the ropes, where MJF lovingly runs and catches his
friend, taking them both to the floor in a heap! As the Dynasty
recovers, Friedman is up, sliding into the ring like a blazing
flame, but Keith Lee acts as a metaphorical fire hose, clotheslining
the attempted interference over the top rope and back to the floor!
Holliday’s revenge strike, however, is successful, popping the
Limitless Lee with an overhead double axe handle, stunning him.
The rich Richard Holliday, sometimes referred to colloquially as ‘Richie’,
begins keeping Lee grounded with a rear chin lock and drops a knee
to damage the Limitless grappler. Lee begins working to his knees,
but Holliday is right there with big fists, keeping his opponent
under his thumb. Holliday charges, hitting the far ropes and
smacking Lee with a single-leg dropkick. He makes the cover, only
drawing a one count. A subsequent cover earns an even lesser count
and Holliday smacks the mat, then Lee, in frustration. Lee doesn’t
take the smacking as well as the mat, lashing out with a stiff kick
to the side of the head from his back.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Lee’s firing back
here, guys!
Holliday immediately goes to his ear to inspect potential damage,
but Lee is up, hurling him across the ring into the ropes, then
popping him up and into a Samoan Drop upon his return! Lee kips up,
electrifying the Atlanta crowd and looks over his shoulder at
Holliday, recovering to his feet. The Most Marketable Man in
Wrestling charges, but Lee puts him back to the canvas with a
dropkick, following it with a big boy senton, smashing the air from
Holliday’s lungs and earning a two count.
As Holliday begins making his way back to his feet, Lee remains
crouched, waiting like a lion for his prey to step into the sunlight
to execute as Maxwell Jacob Friedman leaps onto the apron, readying
a pair of brass knuckles on his fist!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is MJF doing now?! He has no business up
there!
Edwards begins reprimanding MJF, demanding he steps down or risk
disqualification for his Dynasty-mate Holliday, but Lee finally
takes notice and steps to the scene, gently pushing Edwards away as
MJF throws his cocked fist towards Lee’s face!
But Lee catches it and throws his own fist, sending Friedman soaring
from the apron! Lee apologies briefly to Edwards before catching an
approaching Holliday mid-run and launching him into the air,
snatching him again and driving him into the mat with a beautiful
Spirit Bomb! Holliday’s stacked high onto the back of his neck as
Lee keeps the cover applied and earns the ONE-TWO-THREE!
WINNER
KEITH LEE via PINFALL in 5:24
As
Lee rolls off the mat, Friedman is already on him, pounding away
with fist after fist after fist! Holliday eventually joins him, both
of them lifting Lee and shooting him into the far ropes – double
clothesline! – DUCKED! – Lee hits the ropes and nails his own double
clothesline! Holliday is down, but Friedman is up, looking for more!
[ Scott Steiner
] MAY NOT BE A GOOD IDEA, PRETTY BOY!
Lee hoists Friedman up to his shoulders, looking for the Big Bang
Catastrophe – but Holliday pulls him off, the pair of them rolling
through the ropes and to the floor, quickly scooting up the ramp and
away from the rampaging Limitless One! At his behest, Justin Roberts
gives the microphone to Lee, who speaks solemnly.
[ Keith Lee
] Hey, hey now! Where’ya going, guys? We’re just gettin’
started here!
Atlanta loves it and roars in support as Holliday shushes them,
waving his hands angrily.
[ Keith Lee
] I ain’t sweatin’ it, though – because I know good and damn
well that you’ll be in the building sucking up to somebody in
Orlando, MJF…Holliday…so let’s make something of that, huh?
Atlanta cheers again as MJF cocks his head, not sure Lee is saying
what he’s saying.
[ Keith Lee
] That’s right, Burberry – I’m challenging your punk asses
for Supremacy!
MJF throws his hands up, to the side of his face in cartoonish shock
before waving it off and laughing to Holliday as Atlanta boos
voraciously.
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] Wow, Keith, you fit
in perfectly here in Atlanta…all one big happy family of overweight,
greasy losers who wish their lives were anywhere near as good as
mine – and news flash to the A-T-L – they’re N-O-T!
Lee frowns, unamused with MJF as Holliday claps his associate on the
back, egging him on.
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] And I really hate to
burst your stupid little bubble, Keith, but I’m already on the card
for Supremacy, pal – no surprise, considering I’m the biggest and
brightest star in Solid Gold Wrestling – so I won’t be slumming it
up with the likes of you, I’ll be winning the Gold Rush match and
putting my name in the history books where it belongs as the first
SGW Intercontinental Champion in years!
Atlanta boos – they’d rather see Julio Jones traded than see MJF
with that championship.
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] So Keith, it’s TBSS
for you, hoss – IT ISN’T HAPPENING!
As Friedman and Holliday laugh to themselves, Lee smirks, nodding
his head.
[ Keith Lee
] Hey, fair enough, kid. Fair enough…
Friedman quickly snaps out of laughter, taking a measure of anger
with Lee’s talking down.
[ Keith Lee
] You know, though – that’s a great idea, isn’t it? A Gold
Rush Match…to determine…the first SGW Intercontinental Champion for
over ten years…hmmm…
Atlanta is roaring as Friedman’s eyes grow wide and he starts
shaking his head no.
[ Keith Lee
] …well, Max, it’s decided! Keith Lee…will ALSO compete in
the Gold Rush Match at Supremacy in Orlando!
Huge pop. The ATL loves Keith Lee. MJF and Richard Holliday are far
less pleased.
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] No! No, no, no! That
can’t happen! You’re not good enough for that mat—
[ Keith Lee
] Shut up, Max. Just shut up! All this talking…all this
posturing…all the games…they’re through. At Supremacy, kid, you’re
giving me a great gift, because the only thing better than Keith Lee
beating Maxwell Jacob Friedman at Supremacy…will be KEITH LEE
BEATING MJF AT SUPREMACY AND WALKING AWAY AS THE SGW
INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION!
Lee passes the mic to Justin Roberts and climbs the turnbuckles,
throwing up his hands as his music blares over the speakers.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Wow! I think MJF and Richard Holliday may have bitten off a
bit more than they bargained for chewing here, best buddy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Tony, I think you
combined maybe four clichés into one, there, but nevertheless, the
sloppily-made point is sound – Keith Lee is coming for MJF at
Supremacy!
MJF’s beet red and swearing inaudibly on the stage as Keith Lee
nods, closing his eyes slowly and pointing a finger high into the
air as we fade.
A
tight shot of a pale face with closed eyes on a black backdrop. The
eyes, seen closely enough to see even the tiniest skin wrinkles on
the lids, open after a moment.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] I can’t shake sumpin’ you said, Venis…
The camera slowly zooms out – as in, painfully slowly. Inching away.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] …you said…’no one’…
Still panning out incredibly slowly.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] …’like…me’…has evah been…SGW Champion befor’…and it…won’t
happen on YOUR watch…
The slow zoom continues as Havoc closes his eyes and they flutter
slightly.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] The fans…they embraced me, mate. They watched as I took on
the Origin cunts and earned this championship match, but now? Now
there’s some sorta shift, innit? I can see them…rejecting me again.
He opens his eyes. They’re chilling and pierce the screen.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] No matta’. Only approval I need’s my own and I know…Venis,
I know you’re never going to show me the proper respect I deserve. I
don’t know why, either, because you’d have to be a daft bloke not to
see what I’m doin’ here, Val.
The zoom slowly rolls on and peaks over Havoc’s nose.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] I’ve taken out Dallas Page…I took out Kevin Nash…and Venis,
I’m gunna make it a bloody Vegas Connection hat trick come
Supremacy. Listen to me, Venis, listen carefully…
The zoom progresses still to show Havoc is wearing his
spiked-and-studded leather face mask.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] It will be bloody. You will bleed. You…will…suffer. And
sure, mate, maybe fuckin’ Nash did get one over on me Saturday,
din’he? He caused me to lose to a little bloody girl last Saturday,
but the way I see it, he’s only done his mate – and hisself – a
right disservice…because now, I’m pissed off, Val.
Havoc’s axe slowly rises into the frame, in front of his face. He
turns it slightly to reflect the light off the freshly sharpened
blade.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] …so that’s some sorta bad omen for you, innit, Val? Because
I plan to use this axe here to run your blood across the streets of
Orlando, old man…and then I’m gunna shatter the whole damn glass
ceiling this company’s left you to hold up like BLOODY FUCKIN’
ATLAS! And Val, listen carefully, because this one’s a real treat –
I’m gonna become the first Solid Gold Wrestling Champion…”like
me”…and there ain’t nuthin’ you can do to stop me.
The camera zooms out in a zip to show Havoc’s wearing a white suit,
spattered top-to-bottom with blood. He re-grips the axe and closes
his eyes as the camera fixes back to his eyes again in another rapid
zoom.
Havoc’s eyes close.
Fade.
As
we come to the backstage area, we find ourselves in The Origin’s
dressing room with Steve Corino pressing an ice pack against the
back of his neck looking worse for wear. Chris Jericho paces back
and forth, rubbing his hands together looking proud of himself.
[ Chris Jericho
] That son of a bitch Austin had it coming! That wasn’t even
the tip of the iceberg of what he deserves.
It’s almost as though the brutal assault of Austin has given him new
life.
[ Chris Jericho
] Steve, you made the sacrifice of all sacrifices in the
match but we made up for it by kicking his ass afterwards! That’s
how you make a statement!
Jericho slaps Corino on his sore neck
[ Steve Corino
] Ow! Hey! My neck is killing me, you dick!
[ Chris Jericho
] Suck it up, Steve-O! We made Austin pay for everything he’s
done to us and let the rest of SGW know The Origin isn’t something
to mess with!
Jericho throws his arms in the air and inhales deeply before
exclaiming loudly.
[ Chris Jericho
] ORIGIN!
Corino sighs as Jericho’s jubilance is obviously getting on his
nerves.
[ Steve Corino
] We’re just one big happy family.
[ Chris Jericho
] You could say that. Especially now that Uncle Chris is in
the mix! You guys were a dangerous bunch, but look at how things
have gone since I joined up! Supremacy is going to be a night SGW
will never forget!
Corino slings his ice pack to the side and stands up.
[ Steve Corino
] Funny you should mention Supremacy.
Corino faces Jericho and the mood in the room changes quickly.
[ Steve Corino
] I heard you have yourself booked for a match.
[ Chris Jericho
] You heard correctly.
[ Steve Corino
] ...In the same match I’M IN! That Intercontinental title is
mine, Jericho! Gold Rush 3 is my match!
Jericho presses his hands against Corino’s chest to create some
distance.
[ Chris Jericho
] Hold on, Steve. I can explain.
Obviously buying himself some time, Jericho backs up.
[ Chris Jericho
] Don’t take it the wrong way, but consider it as insurance
for The Origin. One way or another, The Origin comes out on top.
Even though it’ll most likely be me.
Jericho remains defiant.
[ Chris Jericho
] After all, I’m going to win the six-pack challenge tonight
and enter the Gold Rush match last. You know, like the true main
eventer that I am.
He tries a quick save.
[ Chris Jericho
] But uh, hey! Hey! You could win too! It’s not completely
out of the realm of possibility!
[ Steve Corino
] You’re right. Because that belt is MINE!
[ Chris Jericho
] Yours, mine, potato-po-tat-tow, am I right? As long as it
belongs to The Origin, what it matter? But we can both agree that
it'll look better around my waist.
Corino isn’t in agreement.
[ Steve Corino
] I’m glad you’re in The Origin and taking up the cause, but
there’s a pecking around here.
Jericho scoffs and rolls his eyes.
[ Chris Jericho
] Steve-O, once I win the Intercontinental title at
Supremacy, I’m going to be the centerpiece of The Origin… Like I
deserve to be!
[ Steve Corino
] “Centerpiece?”
[ Chris Jericho
] I didn’t stutter. So while all of you are busy fighting
Steve Austin and the other dipshits in this company, I’ll be
collecting gold and getting the attention I deserve!
The camera pans back to the entrance of the dressing room.
Uh oh.
Dr. Britt Baker is seen eavesdropping with her arms crossed and an
enraged look slapped across her face. It appears that she has heard
every bit of Corino and Jericho’s presumed-private conversation
about Supremacy and Jericho's mentioning of a new centerpiece is not
sitting well with her. With her doing everything in her power to
bite her tongue and remain hidden, the camera switches back to
ringside.
Referee -
Mike Chioda | Time Limit -
30:00
All four men hit the ground running as soon as the bell sounded,
with all four men colliding in the middle of the ring, trading blows
back and forth as Mike Chioda loses control of the match right off
the bat! The Best Friends pounce first, proving why they are the
number one contenders to the championships. The fighting is going
back and forth until, finally, getting the upper hand is Steen and
Generico, breaking off into pairs and spreading out in the ring. The
number one contenders are fighting back, but the newest team in SGW
are looking to waste no time in this one.
[ Tony Schiavone
] El Generico and Kevin Steen are looking to make an impact
in their SGW debut, taking out the number one contenders!
[ Scott Steiner
] I don’t even know what the
fuck stands before me! A white man in a mask! A fat boy! These
idiots with their little dog, Pockets, in their corner. It’s a joke!
El Generico clotheslines Chuck Taylor over the top rope and goes to
the corner while Kevin Steen body slams Trent? and picks him back up
and snapmares him to the mat. Steen wrenches on his neck, twisting
it sideways. With Trent? fighting to the ropes, Steen keeps a tight
clamp on the hold, not letting him go anywhere. Chuck is slapping on
the turnbuckle, trying to will his partner to make a tag with the
fans support getting louder. To put a stop to this, Steen SPITS IN
TRENT'S MOUTH!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Oh my God!
[ Scott Steiner
] BIG POPPA PUMP AIN’T AFRAID A’
TRADIN’ BODILY FLUIDS, BUT THIS IS TOO MUCH! WHAT A NASTY ASS THIS
FAT BOY IS!
Trent? gags and puts his foot on the rope, breaking the hold and
seeking shelter from the storm in the corner. Chuck Taylor is
doubled over on the apron, dry heaving. Steen charges but Orange
Cassidy rolls into the ring, standing in between Steen and Trent?.
Steen demands Cassidy move, but he’s going nowhere. Cassidy softly
kicks Steen’s chin. And again. Orange Cassidy then takes a step back
as the fans scream “OoOoooOooooh” in unison, sweet heel kick! Steen
kicks Cassidy in the gut and goes for the Package Piledriver but
Cassidy won’t remove his hands from his pockets! Chuck Taylor finds
his way back in and drops Steen from behind. Here’s El Generico! OLÉ
KICK TO TAYLOR!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Things are breaking down again!
Trent? comes out of the corner, HALF AND HALF ON GENERICO! HALF AND
HALF ON STEEN! He covers, one, two, kick out! Steen spits in Trent’s
face and knocks the headband off of him. Trent pauses and looks down
at the fallen headband as the fans are in shock. The distraction is
enough for Generico to hit a drive by Ole Kick! Generico drags
Trent? to the corner and sits him on the top turnbuckle and climbs
up with him. He’s going for the Brainbuster, but Trent? fights back
and knocks Generico down. Here’s Steen! The two trade fists on the
ropes until Trent? hooks Steen’s head, TORNADO DDT OFF THE MIDDLE
ROPE!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This is it!
We don’t even know who the legal man is anymore with the bodies
flying everywhere, but Trent? goes for the cover and Chioda starts
the count. Kick out at 2.999!
[ Tony Schiavone
] That Tornado DDT might have been the boost the number one
contenders needed!
Trent? tags Chuck and Steen slips through their grip, making the tag
to El Generico. Generico comes in and hits a Blue Thunder Bomb on
Trent?! Michinoku Driver on Chuck! The tide has turned back to the
favor of Steen and Generico! He throws his hand in the air and
proclaims, “OLÉ!” Steen yells at him to get back on track, but he
turns around to see both Best Friends up. Double kick to the gut.
Double suplex! Steen is in and Trent? pulls down the top rope and
Steen flies over it to the outside! Trent grabs Generico and Taylor
goes up top, STRONG ZERO!
HERE’S V.E.N.O.M.! Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov hit the ring and
immediately throws Generico out of the ring and turns their focus to
the Best Friends! TORPEDO MOSCOW TO TRENT?! KI-KRUSHER TO CHUCK
TAYLOR!
WINNERS
THE BEST FRIENDS via
DISQUALIFICATION in 9:11
Dragunov drags Chuck Taylor on top of Trent? as Low-Ki ascends to
the top rope, but here’s Orange Cassidy! He comes off the top rope
on the side and lands on top of Dragunov! He kips up with his hands
in his pockets, standing between Low-Ki and his friends. Low-Ki
drops drop and faces him. Orange Cassidy then makes a terrible,
terrible mistake.
He softly kicks Low-Ki’s shin. ROLLING KICK FROM LOW-KI! Orange
Cassidy’s aviators fly off his head as he lands on the mat
unconscious! Chuck and Trent? are back up and they start trading
blows with V.E.N.O.M.! Finally, two weeks before Supremacy, they are
getting a measure of revenge on the Tag Team Champions!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Wait a second! What in.. the hell?
HERE’S TEAM TREMENDOUS IN A POLICE CAR! “Sound of da’ Police” by KRS-One
hits in the background and the scene is now surreal. Carr and Barry
step out of the car in full riot gear - helmets, vests, tactical
pants and shirts, carrying riot shields and nightsticks! The visors
of their helmets are down and they charge at the ring.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] TEAM TREMENDOUS IS
HERE!
[ Scott Steiner
] THANK GOD THIS ISN’T
TELEVISED!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Scotty, it is. This is live on SGW OnDemand!
[ Scott Steiner
] I CAN’T WAIT TO BE PART OF A
LAWSUIT THEN!
Team Tremendous hits the ring wide open and floor Low-Ki and Ilja
Dragunov with nightsticks! With both of them down, they start
beating Low-Ki repeatedly with the sticks! Dan Barry reaches into
one of the pockets on his pants and pulls out a can of pepper spray!
He blasts Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov both in the face while Bill Carr
connects more nightstick shots to the ribs! The music is still
blasting in the background during this, reminiscent of the days of
New Jack and the Gangstas!
Chuck Taylor and Trent? help Orange Cassidy back up and are
flabbergasted by the sight unfolding in front of their eyes. With
Team Tremendous finishing with V.E.N.O.M., they take their helmets
off and look to Best Friends. Chuck steps forward with a big smile
on his face and offers a handshake, thanking them for the help.
PEPPER SPRAY TO THE EYES! Trent? gets blasted too for his troubles!
They turn to Orange Cassidy but his sunglasses blocks the blast!
Giving up on him, they turn back to Best Friends and knock them down
with nightstick shots!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THIS IS THE CRAZIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN THE HISTORY
OF THIS GREAT SPORT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] For once, Tony,
you’re not lyin’! This is quite the sight!
Dan Barry gets a microphone and the fans are LOSING it. He stands on
the hood of the police car outside the ring, the blue lights
flashing repeatedly.
[ Dan Barry
] V.E.N.O.M., you can do whatever you wanna’ do to those
idiots in the ring, but if you want to take our belts AND taint our
donuts, then you sons of bitches are best to prepare for a FIGHT!
Huge crowd pop!
[ Dan Barry
] IN TWO WEEKS, WE GET OUR TITLES BACK!
Bill Car crawls up on the hood of the car and gets to his feet with
the help of Barry.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a moment! The
forma’ Tag Team Champions are lookin’ for redemption, and goin’ into
Supremacy, they look ready to go!
The music is still playing in the background, having never stopped,
only starting over once it ended. Carr and Barry spin their
nightsticks around, playing to the fans as their Supremacy opponents
clutch their pepper spray-filled-eyes.
Backstage, Ruby Riott is stomping down the hallway, clearly looking
for one of the many antagonists who have plagued her over the last
few months in Solid Gold Wrestling. Eventually she rounds a corner,
rolls her eyes and slowly stalks ahead, where she comes upon…
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
¡Oi! Ruby, baby! Chu’ saw my video, huh? I’m so glad you cam—
[ Ruby Riott
] No. No. No. Nope. Stop it, right now.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
Well, baby, I mean, I don’t guess you’ve CAME yet, right?
Juventud laughs rubbing his abs as Ruby rolls her eyes and pushes
on.
[ Ruby Riott
] You imbecilic jackass, you KNOW that you had absolutely no
right to show your face at the Broken Skull Ranch last week. You
KNOW I can handle myself, and yet, you continue to stick your nose
in my damn business!
Uncharacteristic silence. A smile cracks across Juvi’s face as he
looks back and forth for a moment, then speaks.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
Listen, baby, I think you’d enjoy it a lot more if I was stickin’
somethin’ other than my nose in your business, Ruby!
Atlanta gives a big reaction mixed of cheers, boos, and primarily
groans and Ruby jabs her finger into Juventud’s chest.
[ Ruby Riott
] ENOUGH! I’ve had it. I’ve had it with you, Guerrera. You’ve
got your match at Supremacy, what else do you want? There’s nothing
in the slightest that I want from you, other than the opportunity to
kick your ass on pay-per-view. Everything else – no. Nothing about
it. No interest whatsoever.
Juventud hangs his head, disappointed, for a moment, but lifts it,
smirking. He lifts his sunglasses from his eyes, which are narrowed
in skeptical joy.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
…I understand, baby! I know you’re a lady and you all believe you’ve
got to be asked multiple times. Playin’ hard to get, or not wanting
to look like you eat food or whatever? I’ve seen that before many
times, baby. Chu’know, it’s like mí papí says, baby, “Persistance,
híjo, persistence gets the gir—”
From offscreen, a voice interrupts Guerrera.
[ Voice
] ‘Eyy, step off, ya’ mook! Da’ broad clearly said she ain’t
interested.
The camera pans with Juventud’s furious expression to reveal Nunzio,
standing a bit away, but slowly approaching, eyes narrowed on
Guerrera.
[ Nunzio
] I don’t think you heard her.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
Chu…interrupted my story…baby…my recollections, man. You
interrupted.
Riott steps in, pinching the bridge of her nose and speaks bluntly.
[ Ruby Riott
] Juvi, shut the hell up. Nobody was listening anyway. And
you –
Ruby juts her hand out towards Nunzio.
[ Ruby Riott
] I don’t need some man to tell Juventud to fuck off – I can
do that myself.
Nunzio lifts his hands, his nose snarling.
[ Nunzio
] Oh! Oh, I’m sorry, ya’ bitch! I musta’been mistaken
ta’think that this stupid bastard wasn’t accostin’ you – but I
shoulda known, I mean, look at that fockin’ beak! Ya look like a foc—
Juventud leaps ahead with a MASSIVE right hand, clocking Nunzio in
the jaw!
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
¡No hables de ella de esa manera, mierda!
Nunzio fires back, punching Guerrera and plowing his knee into his
stomach. Guerrera gets another big shot in and Nunzio slugs back.
Ruby groans and grabs Juventud with both hands.
[ Ruby Riott
] Oh, my God, this is sufficiently ridiculous, just stop.
With Riott pulling on his arms and Nunzio punching him in the ribs,
Guerrera screams out, cocking his fist and blasting Nunzio with a
right cross – but he catches Ruby with an elbow to the eye! Nunzio
stumbles backwards but Guerrera instantly runs back to Riott.
[ Nunzio
] You fockin’ pieces’a shit! You shoulda’ known better than
to get involved in my business! Just know – we don’t forget! This
family’s gonna have its sweet revenge on both’a your asses! Fock’ya
both!
Nunzio storms away, but Juventud is unconcerned with his threats,
checking fervently on Ruby.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
Oh, baby, no! No, oh, lo síento, baby, no! I’m so so sorry, I didn’t
realize you were behind me, Ruby, no!
Riott yanks away from Juventud and turns, fire in her eyes.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ]
I’m so sorry, Ruby, I know you were trying to help, girl! I’m sorry,
ba—
Ruby holds her hand up slowly and Juventud stops speaking, eyes full
of sorrow.
[ Ruby Riott
] …you’ll get your receipt at Supremacy, Guerrera.
Riott stomps away, leaving Guerrera to look solemly and sadly at the
back of his elbow as we fade away.
Referee -
Rick Knox | Time Limit -
30:00
The fans are on their feet in anticipation for this match. Ratchet,
Shotzi, Candice, and Starlight Kid all begin in their respective
corners until Rick Knox calls for the bell. Starlight, Candice, and
Shotzi meet in the middle of the ring and then wait as Ratchet
shambles to join them.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] As you can see, the
fans are ready to get this match underway. Why, you ask? Because
this is the beginning of a new era in the women's division! With the
exit of Christina Von Eerie and following the result of Jinny's
encounter with Rhea Ripley, the field has been blown wide open!
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is truly anyone's ballgame, folks! Jinny laid down the
gauntlet two weeks ago and now it's up to the women themselves to
determine who challenges Jinny next! The winner of this match will
establish quite the foothold as we head into unknown territory!
As all four women face off in the middle of the ring, Nurse Ratchet
breaks up the moment with a clubbing forearm that knocks Starlight
Kid flat on her back before reaching out and throtting Candice and
Shotzi with both hands! Nurse Ratchet prepares to chokeslam them
both until they both boot her in the stomach at the same time and
plant her with a double suplex! Shotzi and Candice both stand up,
fired up, and Starlight Kid comes out of nowhere with a MISSILE
DROPKICK to Candice's back! Candice tumbles through the ropes and
falls to the floor! Shotzi immediately snatches Starlight up and
whips her into the ropes! Shotzi goes for a clothesline but
Starlight ducks it and springs off the middle rope, nailing Shotzi
on the turnaround with a twisting crossbody!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Starlight Kid is explosive!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] She's really
looking to make an impact!
Starlight remains on top of Shotzi and Knox counts! One! Two! Nurse
Ratchet breaks the pin and pulls Starlight off of Shotzi with two
handfuls of her mask. Ratchet whips Starlight around takes her
wrist, climbing the turnbuckles and walking the ropes... but before
she can fly off with a clubbing blow, Candice climbs onto the apron
and pulls Ratchet's feet out from under her! Ratchet tumbles to the
floor but lands on her feet! Candice leaps onto the middle rope and
takes her out with an ASAI MOONSAULT!
[ Scott Steiner
] This is like watchin' a god damn demolition derby!
Candice is up and Starlight Kid flies off the top turnbuckle, taking
Candice down with a flying METEORA TO THE FLOOR! Starlight Kid is up
with a huge smile on her face... and Shotzi Blackheart sends her
crashing into the guardrail with a SUICIDE DIVE! All four women are
wasted on the floor! Nurse Ratchet is up first and drags Candice to
her feet. Candice struggles against Ratchet's grip but Ratchet won't
be denied and lifts Candice up, dropping her chest first over the
guardrail! Ratchet snatches Starlight up by her mask and then
gorilla presses her through the ropes, back into the ring.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Nurse Ratchet is showing impressive strength! It's clear
that she intends to gain footing for Dr. Cube in the women's
division!
Ratchet goes to follow Starlight in but she's stopped... by KRIS
STATLANDER! The fans pop huge as Statlander pulls Ratchet out of the
ring by her ankle! Ratchet and Statlander brawl at ringside and then
fight all the way to the back as the fans go nuts! Starlight Kid
struggles back to her feet and Shotzi Blackheart slips into the ring
behind her. Shotzi whips Starlight around and nails her with a
forearm. Starlight and Shotzi trade blows until Starlight takes
Shotzi's knee out with a basement dropkick! Shotzi drops to one knee
and Starlight hits the ropes... SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO THE CHEST!
Starlight springs back up to her feet... and immediately gets
dropped on her head and neck with a BALLSPLEX BY CANDICE LERAE!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] There it is, the
infamous Ballsplex!
[ Scott Steiner
] How do you call it a fuckin' Ballsplex when... ahhhh shit!
Why do I even bother tryin' to make sense of all this outlaw shit!?
Candice kips back up to her feet with a huge smile on her face...
and turns right around into a BRAZILIAN KICK from Shotzi Blackheart!
Candice falls to the side and rolls to the apron! Shotzi climbs to
the top turnbuckle... DIVING SENTON ONTO STARLIGHT KID! Shotzi
covers and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER
SHOTZI BLACKHEART via PINFALL in
7:46
As
soon as Rick Knox registers the three count, "Trap or Treat" hits
and Jinny walks out onto the stage with the SGW Women's World
Championship over her shoulder. She has a microphone in her hand.
Shotzi Blackheart looks confused, staring Jinny down from the ring.
Jinny wears a confident smirk and raises the microphone to speak.
[ Jinny
] Shotzi... Blackheart.
The fans boo loudly.
[ Jinny
] Congratulations on your... lackluster debut.
The fans begin loudly chanting "SHUT THE FUCK UP" over and over,
which Shotzi begins leading by pumping her fist in the air. Jinny
raises an eyebrow, annoyed by the reaction.
[ Jinny
] Unfortunately, you'll have to do a lot more than win some
throwaway four corners match to earn a shot at MY world
championship. However...
She pauses, that arrogant smirk returning to her face.
[ Jinny
] You have convinced me of one thing with your performance
tonight. Actually, you've convinced me of two things... one, you are
a foul, ugly little troll.
Shotzi mouths "what the fuck" as Jinny continues.
[ Jinny
] And two, it's obvious that you have quite a bit of heart...
a rebellious spirit that shines through your hideous exterior. And
if I know anything about that simple, annoying trait... it's that
you must beat it out of bitches early, lest it become a problem
later on.
Shotzi looks confused... until BAM! Aliyah and Vanessa Borne jump
her from behind and begin putting the boots to her! The fans are
booing loudly as the Highers go to work, pummeling Shotzi Blackheart
into the mat... until Candice LeRae and Starlight Kid join the fray,
nailing the Highers with stereo dropkicks to the back!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Thank goodness! Starlight Kid and Candice LeRae are just as
tired of the ill treatment by Jinny and her Highers!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Jinny would be
foolish to believe she hasn't made enemies with her recent comments
about her fellow competitors! This gesture by Candice and Starlight
Kid is evidence of exactly that!
The Highers quickly vacate the ring and escape up the ramp, joining
Jinny on the stage. In the ring, Candice and Starlight help Shotzi
to her feet and raise her arms in victory. Jinny looks disgusted
with the Highers as she walks to the back with her title over her
shoulder. Inside the ring, we zoom in on Shotzi, Starlight, and
Candice celebrating as we fade out.
Backstage, Charly Caruso is standing with Kevin Steen and El
Generico. Not surprisingly, Steen has a sour look on his face while
Generico is all-smiles, wearing an SGW logo shirt beneath his cape.
[ Charly Caruso
] Ladies and gentlemen, standing by with El Generi—
[ Kevin Steen
] WHOA! WHOA! Absolutely damn not! My name comes first!
Charly looks incredulously at Steen, whose eyes go wide and his
mouth drops open in surprise.
[ Kevin Steen
] I’m serious, you bimbo! Fix it, now!
Charly grits her teeth and slightly arc her head to the side before
clearing her throat and starting again.
[ Charly Caruso
] Ladies and gentlemen, standing by with…Kevin Steen…
Steen nods as a slight boo emerges from the Atlanta fans.
[ Charly Caruso
] …and El Generico.
A huge pop from the fans in the ATL and Steen rolls his eyes as
Generico waves sheepishly towards the camera. Charly smiles as she
continues speaking.
[ Charly Caruso
] After an impressive debut match tonight against number one
contenders the Best Friends, I’m curious to know where you plan to
go from here?
Generico lifts a finger, indicating he has thoughts on the matter,
but Steen completely steamrolls through the sentiment and answers
Charly.
[ Kevin Steen
] That’s a pretty stupid question, don’tcha think? I mean, I
think it’s pretty obvious that we’ve got ‘FUTURE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS’
practically written on signs hanging around our necks by now! Hell,
this moron probably has it tattooed to his ugly face.
Steen jerks a thumb at Generico, who hangs his head and lightly
kicks at nothing in particular on the ground. Atlanta boos Steen
again, but he honestly could not give a damn.
[ Kevin Steen
] Do you understand me, Charly? I kick ass, I break necks, I
tag this doofus in the mask to keep the losers across the ring
occupied while I catch my breath, then I tag back in, piledrive
somebody and make a little money, then I go home. Occasionally, I
will win a championship after these matches. We just need the
opportunity. Like I said, we follow this very easy plan, and win
matches. Sometime soon, we win championship gold. One day, I will
have proved my worth to the manageme…
Steen stops speaking and squints, pointing loosely off camera.
[ Kevin Steen
] …why in the hell are two person-sized ice cream cones
walking up to me?
Sure enough, Los Ice Creams come strolling into sight, ignoring
Kevin Steen but making a beeline for El Generico. Generico is
enamored with the Dairy Deviants, studying them carefully before
grinning and greeting them.
[ El Generico
] ¡Hola! I am…El Generico!
Atlanta roars. They love Generico…as they should.
Hijo takes a big whiff of Generico and smiles, giving a thumbs up.
Junior does the same to Steen, but steps back slowly, pinching his
nostrils closed and waving a hand in front of his face.
[ Ice Cream
Juinor ] …stinky!
Steen smirks to himself, speaking inaudibly under his breath as Los
Ice Creams resume their conversation with Generico.
[ El Hijo del Ice
Cream ] Tasty!
[ El Generico
] ¡Ole!
Atlanta cheers again as Steen pinches the bridge of his nose,
annoyed.
[ Ice Cream
Juinor ] You wrestle…good.
[ El Generico
] Gracias, flan! Y tu, con dice!
Steen mutters to himself again as Hijo begins making a ‘cookoo’
noise, sharing a laugh with his two masked compatriots. Generico
goes to turn to Steen, but ‘Mr. Wrestling’ is already smashing Hijo
with a huge fist to the face!
[ El Generico
] No! No, amigo!
No protest could stop Kevin Steen’s wrath, as he leathers Hijo with
another three shots to the scoop, turning his attention to Junior
and whipping him face-first into the wall of the arena!
[ Kevin Steen
] YOU THINK I’M SOME KIND OF A DAMN JOKE!? HUNH?!
Steen smashes Junior into the wall again before spotting a catering
table a few feet away. Without any hesitation, Steen lifts Junior
onto his shoulders and throws him off, through the craft services
table with a disgusting powerbomb! Chips and sandwiches fly into the
air as Junior lands back first on a platter of cookies.
[ Kevin Steen
] I DON’T SEE YOU LAUGHING NOW, YOU STUPID ICE CREAM SHIT! GO
ON, LAUGH! I DARE YOU! LAUGH!!
El Generico whimpers again for Steen to stop and goes to check on
Junior as Steen pounds Hijo with another fist to the scoop. Generico,
always the big-hearted peacemaker, starts sweeping chips together in
a pile with his boot and bends over, fingers grazing the bread of a
sandwich to pick it up.
[ Kevin Steen
] HEY! ABSO-FUCKIN’-LUTELY NOT, GENERICO! IF YOU PICK THAT
SANDWICH UP, THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW, YOU’LL BE ONE OF THE
LAUGHINGSTOCKS OF THE WHOLE COMPANY – AND I’LL BE ONE TOO, JUST BY
ASSOCIATION! YOU DON’T PICK A DAMN SANDWICH UP OFF THE GROUND, YOU
STUPID BASTARD! DON’T YOU WATCH THE SHOWS?!
Generico begins pleading with his partner to stop the violence and
try to accept that he only wants to help those workers responsible
for cleaning up the results of Steen’s rampage, but Steen grabs him
by the mask and starts walking off in a huff, down the hallway.
Before long, Ted DiBiase jogs into frame, immediately bending over
to check on his charges as he shouts, confused.
[ Ted DiBiase
] What in the world?! What happened here?! Get up, get up,
Hijo! Junior! Get up, Junior! Guys, what in the world have you done?
DiBiase assists his men to their feet as we fade away from the
scene, getting a final shot of Steen dragging Generico down the
hallway.
We
head to another area backstage where we see Kris Statlander pacing
back and forth, holding her hands out in front of her, staring down
into her palms. Without looking up at the camera, she begins to
speak.
[ Kris Statlander
] I know now... why I am here.
She speaks with confidence.
[ Kris Statlander
] All this time, I thought I was
here, visiting this sub-planet called SGW, so that I may learn more
about Earth culture, the way things work... but my father, the
intergalactic terrorist known as John Travolta, told me that my
purpose was greater... I did not believe him.
She turns and looks into the camera.
[ Kris Statlander
] I should have. He was right...
my purpose here on Earth IS greater. However, I was not sent here to
see that he achieved Real Ultimate Power... no... no! I was sent
here... to prevent Dr. Cube from obtaining it and enslaving all of
humanity.
She runs her hand through her hair.
[ Kris Statlander
] I... failed in that mission...
but now... now I have a new mission here on this sub-planet. I must
avenge Earthing Floss, who befriended me when no one else would. I
must avenge the space cowboy known as Tom Cruise, who gave his life
in defiance to Dr. Cube... and most importantly, I must take back
the Real Ultimate Power and vanquish it to a faraway planet where it
can never be used to hurt Earthlings ever again.
She stares hard into the camera, her voice becoming lower and more
intense.
[ Kris Statlander
] This is a challenge Dr.
Cube... for Supremacy. I, the one known as Kris Statlander,
challenge you... and your entire Cube Army to one FINAL BATTLE FOR
REAL ULTIMATE POWER... at Supremacy.
The fans pop huge.
[ Kris Statlander
] If I am victorious, you
forfeit the Real Ultimate Power to me and I return it to my leader
in the galactic senate. If you are victorious...
She sighs, not wanting to think about it.
[ Kris Statlander
] Then I suppose you shall do
with me as you please, as you did with Earthlings Floss and Ciampa...
but that won't happen... it... can't happen.
Statlander averts her eyes, looking down for a moment.
[ Kris Statlander
] All of this can't be for
nothing.
Fade.
Referee -
Paul Turner | Time Limit -
30:00
Cody Rhodes wastes no time when the bell sounds and delivers a
series of jabs to Daniels’ jaw, then drops to his back and hits one
more for good measure. Daniels staggers back and Cody hooks him,
CROSS RHODES! Daniels is drug out of the ring by Kazarian before
Cody can go for the pin.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Cody Rhodes is looking to finish this one early, guys!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He learned from the
last time he fought Christopher Daniels - finish it when you have a
chance!
Zack Sabre Jr. and Frankie Kazarian tend to Daniels on the outside,
but Cody grabs the top rope and dives over, landing on all three of
them! He rolls Daniels back in and follows behind. Inside the ring,
Cody waits for Daniels to get to his feet, DISASTER KICK! One, two,
kick out! Kazarian and ZSJ hop on the apron and begin trash talking
Cody. Cody turns his attention from Daniels to them, giving Daniels
enough time to drop Cody from behind and go to work.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The numba’ game
took Cody’s eye off the ball there.
[ Scott Steiner
] WHY HE WASTED TIME FOCUSIN’ ON FUCKIN’ GREEN BEAN AND DOUGH
BELLY, I’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Why would you call them that?!
[ Scott Steiner
] ‘CAUSE FUCKIN’ KAZARIAN’S STOMACH AIN’T GOT NO ABS LIKE THE
ABS BIG POPPA PUMP HAVE! HIS STOMACH IS FLABBY LIKE HE JUST BIRTHED
TEN KIDS! THEN YOU LOOK BESIDE ‘EM AND YOU GOT ZACK SABRE JR., WHO’S
DAD WAS SO PROUD OF BEIN’ A LOSER PIECE OF SHIT THAT HE CURSED HIS
LANKY ASS SON WITH THE SAME NAME TO CONTINUE THE LEGACY OF BEIN’
NOTHIN’ MORE THAN A LANKY ASS LOSER PIECE OF SHIT!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Well, that was really mean.
[ Scott Steiner
] BUT TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, I CALLED HIS ASS ‘GREEN BEAN’
BECAUSE HE’S LONG AND LEAN LIKE A FUCKIN’ GREEN BEAN! HE ALSO OFFERS
NOTHIN’ OF VALUE TO ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Thank you for that.
The two drop down as Daniels goes to work. Wearing down Cody and
stopping his momentum. With the way Cody has started this match,
Daniels needed to slow the pace down and he has done so with a tight
grip on a headlock. Brandi pounds on the apron, getting the fans to
start clapping in unison along with her. Cody fights his way to his
feet and picks Daniels up for a back body drop! Daniels is quickly
back up and lunges for Cody, but Cody counters with a snap powerslam!
With Cody back up, ZSJ trips him by grabbing his ankles. Cody turns
and motions to Paul Turner to do something about it. As Turner
reprimands ZSJ and Kazarian, Daniels kicks Cody in the gut. ANGEL’S
WINGS! He covers but Paul Turner is still laying the law down on
Daniels’ sidekicks!
[ Scott Steiner
] DON’T IT FUCKIN’ FIGURE?! THE ONE TIME THIS SHITTY WRESTLER
IS ABOUT TO WIN A MATCH, HIS DUMB ASS PARTNERS COST HIM!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] That is... Probably
the most accurate wrestling analysis you’ve done.
By time Paul Turner turns around and counts, Cody kicks out at one.
Daniels begins yelling at ZSJ and Kazarian, infuriated that they
potentially cost him the match. As they argue their case, Daniels
shoos them away, telling them to leave the ringside area and go to
the back! Cody looks on with a smile, knowing the odds just got
better for him.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Guys, I have to say, this decision of Christopher Daniels’
is very peculiar. They were just trying to help!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Christopher Daniels
gave CPR to a dead person two weeks ago. Let’s not dig deeply into
his peculiar decisions.
Cody is on the middle rope waiting. Daniels turns around, DANIELS
DUCKS A DISASTER KICK AND CODY LEVELS PAUL TURNER! Here comes Bryan
Danielson! He slides into the ring and levels Cody with the Real SGW
World title. Daniels pushes him back. “THIS IS MY MATCH!” Danielson
snarls and yells back, “YOU WON’T WIN WITHOUT ME AND YOU KNOW IT!”
[ Tony Schiavone
] Bryan Danielson is now the third person to help Christopher
Daniels and Daniels doesn’t want it. He wants to win on his own!
[ Scott Steiner
] YEAH, AND I WANT A MILLION DOLLARS AND MY DICK SUC-
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Look at what’s
happening!
[ Scott Steiner
] I WASN’T FINISHED!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I know.
Danielson shoves Daniels! Daniels shoves Danielson! The two are
arguing and Cody is back to his feet. He grabs Daniels by the waist
and pushes him forward, colliding into Danielson! Danielson flies
out of the ring through the middle rope and Cody rolls Daniels up.
Turner is back conscious but Cody rolls through the pin and picks
Daniels up, CROSS RHODES! He covers and Turner is there to count,
one, two, three! Danielson could do nothing but watch from the
outside as Cody Rhodes wins another!
WINNER
CODY RHODES via PINFALL in 10:22
Cody leans over the rope and stares down at a disgruntled Danielson.
Brandi joins him in the ring to celebrate.
[ Tony Schiavone
] It wasn’t pretty, but a win’s a win, guys! Cody Rhodes is
two weeks away from a showdown with the Real SGW World Champion,
Bryan Danielson! Danielson tried everything he could to cost his
opponent the match but Cody was able to overcome the numbers.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Cody avenged the
loss to Christopher Daniels at Heartbreaker and looks ahead to Bryan
Danielson! It’s goin’ to be a good one at Supremacy!
Danielson gives Rhodes the middle finger and displays the Real World
Championship, giving us a lasting shot between the two men who are
weeks away from a collision course in Orlando, Florida!
Darkness overtakes the camera as the yellow, overhead lights are
doing their best to illuminate the surroundings. From what we can
best tell, there are several pipes and crates, a section of cage
mesh rest against a concrete wall, but the location is largely
unknown. Suddenly, a growl breaks the silence and a large, dark-complected
man steps out from the shadows.
[ Judas Mesías
] …el Rey…de la Oscuridad. El rey…del mal. Soy satánico,
masoquista, toda esa mierda aterradora.
Mesías steps out of the shadows and plants his feet underneath a
yellow bulb. He opens his mouth and blood seeps through.
[ Judas Mesías
] Yo gobernaré Solid Gold Wrestle. Mi reinado durará diez mil
milenios. ¡No no! ¡Seiscientos sesenta y seis años de puro mal! Eso
es mucho más espeluznante, ¿verdad? Me encanta el cuero, los látigos,
las cadenas y las cosas horribles y malvadas. También me gusta
golpear los traseros de los hombres.
Mesías rolls his eyes back in his head and carries on, pointing at
the camera.
[ Judas Mesías
] Esta estrella de cine piensa que su sombrero de copa lo
hace especial ... ¡pero sé que solo es un perdedor! ¡Judas Mesías es
el mejor de los niños que da miedo!
He growls and makes a big fist, continuing his angry speech.
[ Judas Mesías
] ¡ROCK! Después de vencerte, planeo arrancarte la cabeza y
cagar en tu garganta. Y luego, SGW, ¿sabes lo que viene después?
Mesías cackles to himself and bleeds again from the mouth somehow.
His evil truly knows no bounds.
[ Judas Mesías
] Voy a gobernar sin oposición! ¡Desafío a cualquiera de los
humildes siervos que me lamen los testículos para que me enfrenten
en una LUCHA DE ALAMBRES DE BARBED en Supremacy!
Mesías lifts his opposite hand and has a spool of barbed wire! He’s
bleeding from a few pin pricks on his hand but growls and finishes
speaking.
[ Judas Mesías
] ¡Cortaré tu piel y escribiré mi poesía emocional con tu
sangre en las páginas que confecciono con tus pieles! ¡Escribirán
canciones de mi violencia en los años venideros! Tengo troncos de
cuero y botas de cuero, ¡y mi boca sangra por orden! ¡Jajaja! ¡Ninguno
de ustedes puede detenerme!
Mesías spits blood at the ground and shakes his barbed wire at the
camera before leaving. As Judas storms away, the camera pans
slightly to the left, where Darby Allin is seated in a dark corner,
obscured slightly by the shadows cast by the shoddy, overhead
lights, gently pushing his skateboard on the ground with his
fingers. He notices the camera is still around and looks up.
[ Darby Allin
] What? Did you need somethin’?
The cameraman does not reply and Allin stops sliding the board along
the concrete.
[ Darby Allin
] I don’t know why you’re down here, anyway. You don’t look
like you belong here. Are you lost? Like I am?
No reply from the cameraman. Allin stands slowly and places a foot
on the board, gently pushing off and riding past the staff member
filming him.
[ Darby Allin
] The best way out of being lost is to pave your own path.
As Allin skates away, the camera focuses on a small crack in the
wall where Darby sat moments ago as we fade away.
We
head backstage where we see Starlight Kid resting backstage, having
changed out of her gear and into an SGW t-shirt and gym shorts. She
looks disappointed in herself following her match earlier in the
evening. She perks up when she hears the door open but prepares for
the worst when she sees AZM step inside. Her shoulders slump.
[
Starlight Kid
] < Have
you come to tell me what a loser I am?
>
AZM doesn't say anything. She simply walks across the room and sits
next to Starlight, a look of defeat on her own face. She huffs.
[
AZM
] < No. It
has been a hard week.
>
Starlight nods.
[
AZM
] < You
made yourself to compete when I don't know if I could have done the
same. That is a victory itself, even if you lost the match.
>
[
Starlight Kid
] < Thank
you.
>
They sit in silence for a few seconds.
[
AZM
] < Io-chan
has returned to Japan to find herself. I think that we would be
smart to do the same... to push a reset button and rediscover why we
came to America. Not only to learn but to prove that we belong among
the best.
>
[
Starlight Kid
] < And
have fun!
>
[
AZM
] < No.
Don't be an idi--
>
AZM grits her teeth, thinking better of it.
[
AZM
] < Maybe a
little fun.
>
[
Starlight Kid
] < Yay!
>
[
AZM
] < But
only a little.
>
[
Starlight Kid
] < Of
course!
>
Starlight places her arm around AZM's shoulders as we fade out.
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards| Time Limit -
30:00
Angel Garza kicks off this tag team contest against Marshall Von
Erich, who is smiling ear to ear as he takes the luchador to the mat
with a textbook side headlock takeover, gripping the headlock
tightly as Aubrey Edwards watches carefully.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Guys, we’ve talked at length about the growing crop of
talented tandems in the Solid Gold Wrestling tag team division, and
two of the newest teams on the block are going at it tonight here in
Atlanta!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Too true, Tony.
While the Von Erichs have had two victories in SGW action, they’re
still very much new kids on the block. Meanwhile, Andrade Almas has
returned with new tag team partner Angel Garza – and manager Zelina
Vega appears to be a little flustered for the moment!
[ Scott Steiner
] She appears to be givin’ Big Poppa Pump a rise – and I mean
in my shorts – and by that, I mean my huge, veiny co—
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Scott, please!
Children are watching!
It’s fairly academic as Marshall continues to dominate Angel Garza
with a firm grasp on the fundamentals of professional wrestling,
standing with his opponent’s head still locked in his grip before
Tiger Spinning behind him and taking him to the mat, face-first with
a takedown, spinning on his back before standing, still smiling as
broadly as ever!
Garza is up, running full-steam towards Marshall – but the lanky Von
Erich brother leaps into the air, right over the charging Garza and
into Ross, who greets him with a punch to the face! Garza turns –
back body drop from Marshall! He scoots across the ring like a
scalded dog and tags Andrade, looking sour from the embarrassment
from the Von Erichs! From ringside, his manager gives Angel an
earful.
[ Zelina Vega
] ¿¡TU SERIOSO?! WHAT THE HELL, ANGEL?!
Andrade confidently strides into center ring and challenges Marshall
to come and face him! The Texan transplant does so, and Almas slaps
him across the face!
[ Tony Schiavone
] NOW WHAT IN THE WORLD PROVOKED THAT?!
Almas slaps again, this time a side headlock of his own, wrenching
on Marshall’s skull, but the Von Erich brother drives his opponent
into the ropes and launches, sending him across the ring! Marshall
drops down, Andrade is over – Marshall’s up and bends at the waist
but Andrade soars over him with a lucha roll and Marshall charges in
– Almas with the lucha pass and bends at the waist himself! –
Marshall runs up and leaps into the air, straight up! Almas turns
instinactively behind himself, not realizing Von Erich is still
behind him!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Oh no, Andrade!
Almas turns around, confused – right into a dropkick from Marshall
Von Erich! Atlanta roars as Marshall pumps his fists excitedly.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What a maneuver!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] …it’s a dropkick,
Tony!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Well, yes…but it was a nice one!
Marshall is rolling and makes the quick tag to Ross and his brother
leaps into the ring, taking advantage of the five seconds for
teamwork, lifting Andrade for a double hiptoss and readying
themselves for a double dropkick!
[ Zelina Vega
] Andrade, look out! Vamos, vamos!!
[ Scott Steiner
] That greasy fella’s gonna get it!
Andrade stands, but drops to the mat quickly, and slides out of the
way of the double dropkick, down and to the arena floor, where he
convenes with Vega, giving him tidbits and instruction until she
runs away screaming!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is her problem?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] They’re about to
crash on screen!
[ Tony Schiavone
] OH, LORD, BE CAREFUL, BOYS!
Here they come! Ross and Marshall leap through the second and top
ropes in perfect time, smashing Andrade with a double suicide dive!
[ Tony Schiavone
] They have GOT to stop taking those risks!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] With the risk comes
the reward, Schiavone! And speaking of risks!
Angel Garza flies! From the top rope, down to the floor, smashing
Marshall Von Erich with a beautiful moonsault body block! As Garza
stands up, he’s met by Ross, who dodged the high-flying attack and
gets a measure of receipt with a big right hand! And another! And
Ross lifts Garza up, onto his shoulder –
[ Scott Steiner
] Slam his ass, kid!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Look here! Almas is
up and sliding into the ring! The diving shall continue!
[ Scott Steiner
] NOT FOR GARZA – HIS ASS IS ABOUT TO GET SLAMMED!
Scott is right – bodyslam! Right on the floor! Garza groans in pain
as Ross celebrates, turning back towards the ring as Almas begins
darting towards the growing congregation of competitors on the floor
–
But Andrade doesn’t see Ross soaring over the top rope towards him
in enough time, only barely bending at the waist – but the Von Erich
brother hooks his waist and goes to the mat in a roll, lifting his
legs to hook Andrade’s arms for the sunset flip!
[ Tony Schiavone
] No, no! It’s Zelina Vega! She’s reaching for Andrade’s
arms!
But Vega isn’t quick enough and Andrade gets taken to the mat
seamlessly! Aubrey’s on the ball with the cover – one! Two! Three!
Vega instantly screams in anger as the bell rings!
WINNERS
THE VON ERICHS via PINFALL in 8:14
Ross pops up, hot after the finish of the hard-fought tag team
match, but he's suddenly attacked from behind by... BRIAN CAGE!?
Brian Cage immediately snatches up Ross and PLANTS HIM with a
SICKENING POWERBOMB! Sammy Guevara comes in out of nowhere and
begins putting the boots to Ross alongside Cage!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Here comes Marshall!
Sure enough, Marshall Von Erich slides back into the ring and
instantly rushes to his brother’s aid, doing everything he can to
prevent the double teaming, but eventually succumbs to the same
two-on-one attack as Ross.
[ Scott Steiner
] THIS JACKED UP DUDE AND PALE ASS LITTLE KID ARE LAYIN' IT
DOWN ON THESE VON ERICHS – AND I LOVE IT! SUCKS TO BE A VON ERICH,
BUT WHAT THE HELL ELSE IS NEW?!
With both men down on the canvas, Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara
survey the damage they've done. Cage is sweating, shaking with
intensity as Guevara films the carnage on his cellphone with his
tongue hanging out of his mouth.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What an assault
from the debuting Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara, here – it sure looks
like they had a message to send tonight and they did just that!
Cage and Guevara leave the ring as the fans boo. Ross and Marshall
are still down and out.
[ Tony Schiavone
] You can bet the Von Erich brothers will have something to
say about all of this! You can bet they’re not done yet! Not by a
long shot!
We fade away.
Christopher Daniels is in the middle of scolding Frankie Kazarian
and Zack Sabre Jr. in the locker room. Both Kazarian and Sabre are
biting their tongues as Daniels is unloading.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] AND THAT’S WHY I SENT
YOU TWO TO THE BACK!
Daniels is at his wit’s end.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] I’ve been doing this
for a long, long time. I’m a former Limitless Champion and the main
event of the FIRST SGW show to boot! I don’t need you two trying to
screw around and help me win! I beat Cody Rhodes once and I was
going to do it again!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] You beat ‘em last time b’cause Dustin Rhodes hit him with a
chair.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] So?
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] So? So, we were just trying to help.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] You know what,
Zackary?
Daniels turns his attention solely to ZSJ.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] I’m beginning to think
that maybe this whole Disrespect U 2 might not be working out.
Before Sabre can say a word, Daniels continues.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] Because you two failed
me AGAIN, and AGAIN I look like an idiot. I am sick and tired of
being shit on and treated like a joke! I’m one of only a handful of
guys who’s been here since day one and I’ll be DAMNED if I’m
continuously treated the way I am by my friends and everyone else
alike!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] I agree about Disrespect U.
He stands up and is face-to-face with Daniels.
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] Disrespect U 2 isn’t even a real thing. It’s not a stable.
It’s not fuckin’ anything, mate. Made up. Imaginary. All a creation
inside that dense skull of yours, dickhead.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] Not real? You know
what’s real, Zackary? Me winning the Gold Rush 3! I became Limitless
Champion the last time I was in one, and this time, I’m going to be
taken seriously when I become the Intercontinental Champion!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] Maybe I’ll try to get in it, then.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] No. There’s no room.
Especially for wankers like you!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] Did you just call me a wanker?
[ Christopher
Daniels ] It’s bollocks! You’re
bollocks!
ZSJ shakes his head but takes a step to him.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] C’mon you bloke!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] You don’t even know what you’re sayin’, dickhead.
Kazarian blasts Sabre from the back and Daniels joins in! Kazarian
and Daniels lay the boots to him.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] You can’t be in the
Gold Rush match, but you know where you can be?
Daniels opens a nearby locker door.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] Inside this locker!
Together, Daniels and Kazarian shove ZSJ into the locker and force
the door shut, locking him inside! Daniels is pleased with their
work and slaps his hands, then dusts his shoulders off on a job well
done. Suffice to say, Disrespect U 2 has seen better days!
Referee -
Mike Chioda | Time Limit -
30:00
Still bleeding from the mouth, Judas Mesias stalks to center ring
and lifts his hands, daring the Rock to come forward and fight him.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] No fear from Mesías
here, gents! Good on’em!
The Rock calls Judas’ bluff and trots over, popping Mesías in the
mouth thrice before winding back and cranking him with another
punch, powered by the love of the Atlanta crowd!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] But the Great One
is live, as well!
The Rock clotheslines Mesías over the top rope then snares a
microphone from Justin Roberts and immediately begins cutting away
at Judas.
[ The Rock
] Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-WHOA,
Judas! You sacreligious son of a bitch, who in the BLUUUE hell
advised you to step to the Rock?
Regaining his composure, Mesías charges into the ring and screams “MEEEE,”
but the Rock is on high alert and lifts him, planting him
spine-to-the-pine with a beautiful spinebuster! Rocky leaps from the
lower abdomen around to the head and kicks Mesias’ arms inside –
he’s going for it here and now!
[ The Rock
] The Rock says you, nameless jobber, shall fall to THE MOST!
ELECTRIFYING MOVE IN SPORTS AND ENTERTAINMENT, then! Then, you shall
purchase the Rock a pair of Ruby-Diamond cufflinks!
The Rock launches off the ropes, looking for the People’s Elbow, but
Judas sits straight up, like something from a horror movie!
Undeterred, the Rock kicks him BACK down to the mat and hits the
ropes again – leaps over Mesias – hits the ropes, Mesias is up!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Mesias is up! Oh my!
Judas reaches his huge hand and takes the Rock by the throat! Rock
struggles – but Mesias lifts him up for a chokeslam – Rock slides to
the side, though! – Mesias turns – kick to the gut! Rock Bottom!
[ Scott Steiner
] ROCK BOTTOM!
The Rock resumes his position above Judas’ head and hurls his elbow
pad into the audience, whips his arms about and storms off the
ropes, finally bringing the People’s Elbow down with authority and
making the academic cover! Paul Turner counts as the Rock screams.
[ The Rock
] YOU OWE THE ROCK RUBY-DIAMOND CUFFLINKS, YOU DARK-SIDED,
SPOOKY-ENTRANCE, DONGS-IN-YOUR-EARS SON OF A BITCH!
One! Two! Three!
WINNER
THE ROCK via PINFALL in 4:38
“Electrifying” smashes through the speakers and The Rock leaps to
his feet, every ounce of energy Atlanta has supplied him with
flowing through his veins. He looks down at the mat, lifts his
eyebrow before talking some inaudible smack to Mesías before leaving
the ring, unamused with Judas’ antics.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a victory for
the Great One! This is truly a step in the right direction for the
Rock, gentlemen.
[ Scott Steiner
] He beat the holy hell out of
that Mesías freakshow – good on him!
The Rock reaches the stage and throws his fist high into the air,
popping Atlanta again before exiting through the curtain. Back in
the ring as Rock’s music fades, we get a shot of Judas Mesías,
finally on his hands and knees and rising after the tough loss to
the Rock –
BEFORE THE LIGHTS GO OUT IN ATLANTA!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh no! Judas Mesías’ evil has
stricken the lights from the arena!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I don’t think Judas
Mesías has done this, Tony!
As the lights rise again in the Phillips Arena, Mesías is bleeding
from his mouth, eyes rolled back in his head –
EXCEPT THESE THINGS ARE NOT OF HIS OWN VOLITION!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] MY GOD! WHAT IN THE
WORLD?!
[ Tony Schiavone
] IT’S DREW PARKER!
True enough, the Urchin Prince has a barbed-wire noose wrapped
around Mesías’ neck, pulling back with all his might until Judas
drops to a knee, and eventually down to his hands and knees, leaving
his head wide open for Parker to SMASH with a steel chair!
[ Tony Schiavone
] God almighty, what a chair
shot! Guys, this man, Drew Parker – he’s the winner of the Solid
Gold Wrestling Blood and Gold Tournament! He’s got a shot at any
champion he chooses in Solid Gold Wrestling!
Before anyone can respond, Parker has accosted Justin Roberts,
taking his microphone and thumps the top of it a few times, checking
to ensure it’s live.
[ Drew Parker
] Can’ya ‘ear me? Yoo hoo, Mesías? I know you chatted about
how you’ve got the spooky shit and mysteries and darkness and
all’a’that rubbish earlier…but you’re lookin’…hey…HEY!
Parker leaps at a pseudo-rising Mesías and stomps him in the head
before leaning down and speaking again.
[ Drew Parker
] …you’re lookin’…at the Urchin Prince. I ain’t choosin’ta
walk ‘round in some sily leather shit and play scary…I’m the way I
am because it’s a right laugh…so you want to play barbed wire,
do’yeh?
Parker takes hold of the long end of the barbed wire noose still
jammed around Mesías’ throat and pulls, bringing Judas’ view closer
to his eyes.
[ Drew Parker
] The Urchin Prince…sees you now, Judas.
Parker slams Mesías’ head down into the canvas and stands, stepping
over his body and hopping out of the ring, stalking up the aisle to
a confused mix of reactions from the Atlanta crowd.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What a crazy turn of events!
Drew Parker has accepted the challenge of Judas Mesias for
Supremacy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And it’s clear to
me that the Urchin Prince doesn’t mind dealing in barbed wire,
either! This one could be an explosive contest for Supremacy!
Parker turns and smirks towards the ring before chuckling to himself
as we fade away.
Backstage, Charly Caruso stands in front of the custom interview
set, flashing the camera a big smile as you wonder how the black
dress she’s wearing is leaving her any room to breathe.
[ Charly Caruso
] SGW fans, please welcome my guests who requested this
interview time, The Von Erichs - Marshall and Ross!
From each side of the camera, Ross and Marshall enter the scene in
their ring gear and join Charly on the interview set. Normally
happy-go-lucky, respectful men, the Von Erichs look infuriated.
[ Charly Caruso
] Ross, Marshall, we saw you two get attacked by Brian Cage
and Sammy Guevara after your match... a team that we now know is
referring to themselves as Deus Ex Machina!
[ Ross Von Erich
] Yeah, and that’s exactly why we wanted this interview time!
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] That’s right, Charly!
Now, we apologize for being a little upset, but we got somethin’ to
say and somethin’ to get off our chests!
The Von Erichs are fired up more than normal.
[ Charly Caruso
] Well guys, Sammy Guevara and Brian Cage. Why do you think
they attacked you guys?
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] Charly, that’s a good
question and that’s something we ain’t got the answers to. We've
been working hard to do the right thing day in and day out while we
make this tag team division THE place to be! We ain’t had a cross
word with anyone.
[ Ross Von Erich
] So why they decided to do what they did by attacking us
after our match is a mystery to us. But if I had to guess, it’s
their idea to try to get spotlight without havin' to work for it!
Instead of earning their spot, they’re trying to skip the line!
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] But what isn’t gonna’ be
a mystery is this -
The camera zooms in for a tight shot on Marshall.
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] Cage, Guevara, if you
two have the guts then we’ll see you boys at Supremacy. Because we
challenge you two to a TEXAS TORNADO TAG TEAM MATCH!
[ Ross Von Erich
] That’s right! So if your plan was to raise a little hell at
our expense, then two can play this game! Ya'll two ain't nothin'
but a couple o' snakes. So if ya'll accept, we’re gonna’ make little
Sammy Guevara regret the day his mama laid with a jackal and gave
birth to him!
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] The tag team division
has room for everybody, but if you want to go to the top, then you
gotta’ go through the Von Erichs!
Marshall and Ross high-five. Their fired up energy is infectious.
They walk off the set as Charly takes back over.
[ Charly Caruso
] And with that, Tony, Nigel, Scott, it’s back to you at
ringside!
The scene fades.
Referee -
Rick Knox | Time Limit -
60:00
After the championship match introductions, the bell sounds and we
are on. Danielson doesn’t take Briscoe seriously at all after the
last few matches he’s had and it backfires on him. Danielson slaps
Briscoe in the face and Briscoe fires back one of his own, sending
the champion to the mat! Danielson is back up and charges but
Briscoe back body drops him! Danielson rolls out of the ring.
[ Tony Schiavone
] The challenger is fired up!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The boys from Sandy
Fork don’t lie down without a fight! Jay Briscoe is as tough as they
come!
Danielson is back in and engages a collar and elbow tie up. Briscoe
backs Danielson into a corner and Rick Knox forces the break.
Briscoe slaps Danielson again! Danielson comes out of the corner and
Jay hip tosses Danielson down! Back up, another hip toss! Body slam!
Pin fall but Danielson kicks out at one. Danielson is up first and
tries for a rolling elbow but Briscoe blocks it and responds with
one of his own! Danielson tries again, and again it’s blocked.
Briscoe grabs Danielson’s head and sends three snug forearm shots to
his jaw and drops him down. Briscoe wastes no time by picking
Danielson back up, looking to capitalize on the shaken champion.
[ Scott Steiner
] Jay Briscoe ain’t fuckin’ around!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Jay Briscoe implements a very smash mouth attack, Scott.
It’s a sharp contrast to what Bryan Danielson does.
Briscoe sends Danielson to the corner, but Danielson presses off the
middle and top turnbuckles and flips over Briscoe and hits a German
Suplex. As soon as Jay pops back up, Danielson goes for a running
knee but Jay ducks it! Back up, kick to the gut, JAY DRILLER!
Danielson immediately attempts to roll out of the ring with Jay
frantically trying to catch him to go for the pin. Danielson makes
it outside and gasps for air on the floor.
[ Tony Schiavone
] We could have had a new champion had Jay Briscoe managed to
prevent Danielson from exiting the ring!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This match has gone
completely the opposite of the way I predicted, Tony! I knew Jay
Briscoe could pose a problem for Bryan, but I didn’t expect the
champion to be in trouble this soon into the infancy of the match!
Rick Knox prevents Briscoe from exiting behind Danielson and then
begins the ten count. The champion gets back to his feet and walks
around the ring and snatches his title from the timekeeper and walks
back around, veering towards the exit. The fans begin getting unruly
in response. Jay Briscoe is screaming at Danielson to get back in
the ring, but his requests are waved off.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Is Bryan Danielson
leaving?
[ Tony Schiavone
] It appears as though the Real SGW Champion has had enough!
I think he was caught off guard by Jay Briscoe’s hot start!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The title match for
Supremacy could change drastically if Jay Briscoe manages to take
the title! I don’t think Danielson is too interested in fighting
Cody, but he wants to keep the title.
Danielson inches closer and closer up the ramp until his
backtracking comes to a halt.
CODY RHODES IS BEHIND HIM! Danielson turns around and eats a right
hand from Rhodes and is chased down the ramp, pleading the entire
time. Danielson rolls back into the ring to get away from Cody but
walks right into the waiting arms of Jay Briscoe!
[ Scott Steiner
] LOOK AT CODY RHODES STICKIN’ HIS NOSE WHERE IT DON’T
BELONG! THIS GLORY HOUND MAKES ME SICK!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Scott, Cody is trying to ensure Bryan Danielson fights
fairly and walks into Supremacy as champion!
JAY DRILLER! Briscoe covers! One, two, th- NO! Danielson somehow
manages to get his foot on the rope at the absolute last second!
Cody is on the outside yelling at Knox that it was a three count
instead of a two, which draws the attention of Briscoe. Jay tells
Cody to leave the ringside area and that he doesn’t need his help.
Cody throws his arms up, mouthing “Sorry. I’m sorry.” With Cody
backing up to leave, Briscoe is taken off guard! ROLL UP BY
DANIELSON! One, two, three! Danielson wins! He retains!
WINNER
BRYAN DANIELSON via PINFALL in 8:49
Danielson immediately slides out of the ring and grabs his Real SGW
Championship from the timekeeper without even having his hand raised
in victory. Cody Rhodes is now in the ring helping Jay Briscoe to
his feet as Danielson is backed against the nearest guardrail.
“REAL WORLD CHAMPION!”
Danielson kisses the belt in front of them and then hops over the
guardrail and exits through the fans. Cody requests a microphone and
gets one almost immediately. Briscoe kicks the bottom rope in
frustration and Cody approaches him, looking to console, but it
falls on deaf ears.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Being pissed off means you want it. That’s good. Had you
not been in the ring with a COWARD, you might have left with the
belt and I had a new pay-per-view opponent. On behalf of everyone in
the back and these fans here in my hometown of Atlanta...
Cody offers him a handshake.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Welcome to SGW.
Briscoe remains reluctant.
[ Cody Rhodes
] You came in and took one of the best in the business to the
limit on your first night here. That’s a hell of a tall task and you
rose to the occasion. Stick with us because you have something going
for you.
Jay slaps Cody’s hand away, still frustrated at the way the match
ended. Cody nods in understanding, gives up his handshake attempt,
and segways into his next comments, looking towards the section of
the crowd where Danielson escaped into earlier.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Bryan Danielson, as much as I would’ve loved to have
challenged the new Real World Champion, Jay Briscoe, at Supremacy,
it’s only fitting you lived to fight another day.
Cody leans forward against the top rope on the hard camera side.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Although, it’s an albatross on Jay Briscoe’s shoulders that
he didn’t get to snatch that championship from you tonight, it
presents me an opportunity to finish the race. Supremacy ends the
extra days you get to fight in as champion.
We can faintly see Danielson in the sea of people as Cody continues.
[ Cody Rhodes
] At Supremacy, there is no more escaping! There is no more
dodging true competition! There will be no more.. Bryan Danielson..
Real SGW World Champion.
The hometown fans pop huge and start a thundering “CODY! CODY!”
chant. Briscoe looks on and shakes his head.
[ Cody Rhodes
] For far too long you’ve ducked real competition. You went
from fighting an honorable man in Tim Storm at WrestleBrawl, acting
as though you had a conscience after all to winning the Golden
Ticket and becoming a little BITCH in the process! When the heat got
cranked up in the kitchen, you were ready to skip town until I
stopped you. That shows your true colors if you ask me. So
Danielson, enjoy your last days as champion.
He’s fired up.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Because in fourteen days, that title is MINE!
Cody drops the microphone to the mat and exits the ring. Jay Brisoce
turns his head and scoffs at the sight of Cody, knowing his debut
match was turned into an opportunity for Cody to promote his own
match. None of this went to plan for Briscoe and he knows he was
close to being champion on more than one occasion in the match.
Meanwhile, Cody is at the top of the ramp and plays to the fans,
encouraging them over and over to get louder as “Kingdom” plays over
the arena speakers. Their approval of Cody is shaking the building,
raining down praise on their favorite son. In two weeks, it’s
Danielson versus Cody and it’s going to be a good one!
We
go backstage where we see Charly Caruso standing by with Rhea
Ripley. The fans boo loudly. Ripley stares off into space with a
scowl. Charly looks up at her and begins the interview.
[ Charly Caruso
] Rhea Ripley, two weeks ago, you were in the room when Jinny
declared that there was no one left to challenge--
Ripley snatches the microphone out of Charly's hand and glares at
her. Charly shrinks in fear under the gaze of The Nightmare.
[ Rhea Ripley
] Shut... the FUCK up, Charly.
Charly vacates the scene, leaving Ripley alone. Ripley watches as
Charly scurries away and then turns to face the camera, gripping the
microphone so tighlty her knuckles turn white.
[ Rhea Ripley
] Jinny... you can say what ya'
want, mate. Nobody deserves a title shot? Nobody's left t' step up
'n challenge you? Yeah, you can say whatever the fuck ya' want...
but the fact o' the matter is this... ya' didn't BEAT me.
She glares hard into the camera, eyes narrowed.
[ Rhea Ripley
] If it weren't for me, you
would've lost your precious title at WrestleBrawl 3. You didn't beat
Christina Von Eerie... I did! You didn't chase Christina Von Eerie
out of SGW... I did! And if you didn't hit me in my fuckin' 'ead
with a bloody hammer? You wouldn't be the champion today!
She points into the camera.
[ Rhea Ripley
] And you fuckin' well know it!
She trembles with intensity.
[ Rhea Ripley
] It's only a matter of time
before you 'n I step in the ring again, Jinny... tonight, I'm making
a point. I'm setting my sights back on that title around your
waist... and I'm putting the focus back where it belongs... ON ME!
Before Ripley can continue, Shotzi Blackheart explodes onto the
interview set and grabs the microphone out of Ripley's hand. Ripley
looks indignant as Shotzi pays her no mind, pointing and shouting
into the camera.
[ Shotzi
Blackheart ] JINNY! JUST WHO IN
THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!? YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO TALK TO SOME OF
THESE OTHER GIRLS LIKE THEY AIN'T SHIT... BUT TONIGHT, YOU STEPPED
TO THE BALLSY BADASS--
She tilts her head back and howls!
[ Shotzi
Blackheart ] OW OW AWOOOOOO!
BAM! Rhea Ripley blasts Shotzi from the side, sending her sprawling
to the floor! The fans erupt in boos as Ripley grabs Shotzi by the
hair and pulls her up to her feet! Shotzi fires off with some weak
forearms, which Ripley completely shrugs off! Ripley holds onto
Shotzi with hands on either side of her head... and RAGDOLLS HER
THROUGH THE INTERVIEW SET! The set collapses on her and Ripley just
looks down at her, a disgusted look on her face.
[ Rhea Ripley
] Stupid slag.
Ripley walks off set as agents rush in to check on Shotzi.
Referee -
Paul Turner | Time Limit -
30:00
No
less than two seconds pass from the time Paul Turner calls for the
opening bell before Mason Ryan and Ezekiel Jackson run storming
ahead, clotheslines cocked and ready to rip the heads off of the two
sorry sons of sorbet in front of them.
[ Tony Schiavone
] WHOA! 2 MUSCLES, 2 FURIOUS ARE MUSCULAR!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] <to himself>…and
furious…
[ Tony Schiavone
] AND FURIOUS!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] <to himself> There
it is.
The Ice Creams duck simultaneously, allowing their opponents to hit
the ropes before delivering stereo hiptosses! The muscular lads are
up with the quickness – and are put back down with another series of
hiptosses! As Ryan and Jackson rise to their feet, Hijo whips Junior
ahead, into Ryan – and the two do-si-do! Hijo spins Ryan towards his
partner and the two members of the 2M2F team, who are, God bless
them, more brawn than brains, connect with a double clothesline,
knocking one another to the ground!
[ Scott Steiner
] GOD IN HEAVEN! WHAT IN THE SWEET MERCIFUL CHRIST ARE YOU
TWO NUMBNUTS DOIN’?!
Ryan is the first one up and he receives a body slam from Hijo!
Jackson’s up next – and Hijo has a body slam for him, too – right on
top of his partner!
[ Tony Schiavone
] TWO SCOOPS!
Hijo’s final slam is for his partner, planting him from a high angle
and knocking the breath out of both members of 2 Muscular, 2
Furious! Jackson rolls to the floor, weakened, and DiBiase begins
screaming instructions – Hijo lifts Ryan from the mat and tosses him
towards Junior, who leaps and scores with a rising knee strike to
the jaw! Hijo rehooks Ryan for a reverse suplex and Junior lifts a
leg, helping his brother execute a beautiful reverse suplex!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Double reverse
suplex! The Ice Creams are heating up!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Better put’em back in the freezer, best buddy!
Still rolling along, Hijo allows Ryan’s momentum to carry him over
in the Ice Cream’s direction annnnnd – Manhattan Drop! Ryan’s seated
on Hijo’s knee – and here comes Junior – El Aséino! Cover – ONE!
TWO! THREE!
WINNERS
LOS ICE CREAMS via PINFALL in 2:17
As
their tinkling, joyous theme plays, we get a great shot of Ted
DiBiase grinning at ringside, grabbing a nearby camera and
screaming:
[ Ted DiBiase
] Now THAT’S what I’m talking about! The best professional
wrestlers money can buy – right there, in that ring, right now! Los
Ice Creams!
Back inside the ring, Hijo and Junior snap to attention, turning to
Ted as if they’re about to be beaten, but DiBiase reassures them
with lifted hands and a broad smile!
[ Ted DiBiase
] No, boys, no! You’ve done wonderfully! We’re back on the
board – onward and upwards! Back to the SGW World Tag Team
Championship we go!
As Hijo and Junior practically kill themselves diving out of the
ring and into DiBiase’s outspread arms, he chuckles before snapping,
demanding they “act professional!”
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Professional or
not, Ted, Los Ice Creams have shown up and shown out here tonight!
Kevin Steen may have a bone to pick with any and everyone not named
‘Kevin Steen’ in the tag team division, but regardless – DiBiase’s
men have done it again!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Well, fans, it’s sweet victory for Los Ice Cr—
[ Scott Steiner
] SHUT THE HELL UP, SCHIAVONE! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS SHIT!
BOTH THOSE WORTHLESS SACKS OF SHIT SHOULD RELENQUISH THEIR MUSCLES
RIGHT THIS DAMN INSTANT – I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY LOST TO A DAMN
DESSERT! AND YOU HAVE THE DAMN AUDACITY TO SAY ‘SWEET VICTORY?!’
SHUT UP, YOU SUNNAVABITCH!
Schiavone whimpers as we get a final shot of DiBiase marching his
Dairy Deviants up the aisle as we fade away from the action of the
ring.
CM
Punk, AJ Lee, and Paul Heyman are seen approaching an unsuspecting
Jon Moxley in the catering area of the arena. The three look to be
up to no good as Moxley is eating a bowl of cereal.
[ Paul Heyman
] Mr. Moxley, if we may.
Moxley, who was minding his own business, continues eating.
[ Paul Heyman
] Mr. Moxley.
Still nothing. Heyman huffs and obnoxiously taps Moxley on the
shoulder.
[ Paul Heyman
] We come to you with words of encouragement.
Moxley shovels a spoonful of cereal in his mouth, looking ahead, not
even giving them the time of day.
[ Paul Heyman
] And I assure you, you WANT to hear what we have to say.
Nothing.
Heyman looks to Punk and AJ and shrugs, not knowing what to do next.
[ CM Punk
] Hey, he’s talking to you.
Punk slaps the spoon out of Moxley’s hand, sending it flying across
the room. Moxley’s face tells the story. He knows what he has to do
next.
[ CM Punk
] Show some respect when someone is talking to you.
Moxley slides his chair away from the table and stands up. He grabs
his bowl of cereal with a solemn look on his face.
[ Jon Moxley
] My cereal’s gonna’ get soggy without a spoon.
[ Paul Heyman
] Then you should’ve given me your undivided attention when I
politely asked, Jon. All of this would’ve been over with.
[ Jon Moxley
] My undivided attention huh?
Moxley dumps the cereal bowl over AJ Lee’s head! She screams in
shock as Punk is ready to pounce until Heyman holds him back.
[ Jon Moxley
] I’m all ears.
[ Paul Heyman
] You’ve just made a VERY poor decision, Mr. Moxley, but no
more poor than the one you’ll make if you show up for Gold Rush at
Supremacy. That championship doesn’t deserve to go around your
waist. It belongs to a real champion like C.. M.. Punk!
[ CM Punk
] Or we can settle this right now and you won’t have to worry
about showing up.
[ Jon Moxley
] Let’s go.
Maxwell Jacob Friedman and Richard Holliday walk into the scene,
cackling in laughter.
[ Richard
Holliday ] Max, would you look
at this trainwreck?
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] Disgusting. A chick
covered in milk, a fat guy holding back a failed MMA fighter, and
Jon Moxley doing his usual tough guy routine.
MJF is in awe.
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] Wow! Just when I
thought I would struggle just a LITTLE bit at Supremacy in taking
home that Intercontinental title, I see displays like this and
realize how wrong I was.
[ Richard
Holliday ] This is going to be a
walk in the park!
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] That is, if I were to
ever walk in a park among the disgustos and filth that’s in this
world. I mean, look at what’s in front of us. This is enough filth
to be around.
Punk turns his attention from Moxley and looks to MJF.
[ CM Punk
] For someone who talks so much trash, you sure don’t do
anything.
[ Richard
Holliday ] Same thing could be
said for you, bro.
Punk slaps Holliday across the face! MJF responds with a sucker
punch to Punk and the brawl is on! Moxley climbs to the top of the
table and dives off, landing on top of the brawl, immediately
inserting himself into the fray! Paul Heyman removes AJ Lee from the
scene as bodies are going everywhere with no one getting an upper
hand. From Holliday to Mox, Punk is wildly swinging at anyone near
him. MJF pushes Holliday in front of Mox, who levels him with a
Paradigm Shift! As MJF tries to escape, he runs right into Keith
Lee!
[ Keith Lee
] Going somewhere?
[ Maxwell Jacob
Friedman ] Oh.. I.. Uh..
Keith Lee grabs MJF by the scarf and slings him completely out of
the view of the camera! Richard Holliday is picked up by Moxley and
his limp body is tossed out of sight as well. This leaves Keith Lee,
CM Punk, and Jon Moxley in a standoff.
[ Keith Lee
] Fellas.
He nods.
[ Keith Lee
] I don’t know about y’all, but I’m lookin’ forward to Gold
Rush.
The staredown continues between the three as we cut back to
ringside. Who’s going to leave the Gold Rush match as the new
Intercontinental Champion?!
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit -
30:00
Rhea Ripley looms over Valentina Loca, glaring down at her in the
middle of the ring. The fans watch with bated breath, already
knowing how this is going to turn out. Aubrey Edwards stands between
them, looking from Loca to Rhea and back again before calling for
the bell.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I'm not sure how I feel about Valentina Loca's changes
here, friends.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Regardless of 'er
chances, Tony, you must give credit to the pint size brawler for
stepping in as a last minute replacement against an opponent like
Rhea Ripley!
[ Tony Schiavone
] The women's division has been the victim of quite the
shake-up over the course of the last several weeks. With the exit of
Christina Von Eerie and Jinny's true rise to championship dominance,
it's truly been anyone's game. We've also received word that Io
Shirai has returned to Japan to find herself after the tragic events
of the past week.
As
soon as the bell rings, Ripley tears off Loca's head with a
clothesline! The fans boo loudly as Ripley grabs a handful of Loca's
hair and snatches her up off the mat, deadlifting her into THE
RIPTIDE! The fans continue booing as Ripley covers... one! Two! Thr--
Ripley pulls Valentina Loca up!
[ Scott Steiner
] The fuckin' moose is goin' for the hurt instead o' the
kill! I LIKE IT!
Ripley immediately rolls Loca over into the PRISM TRAP! Loca
immediately begins tapping out! The fans boo loudly as Ripley
continues to crank on the hold until Aubrey threatens to disqualify
her! Ripley lifts Loca up in the hold and spins her around before
letting her go and letting her ragdoll to the mat in a quivering
heap!
WINNER
RHEA RIPLEY via SUBMISSION in 1:06
Ripley looks down at Loca and runs her hand through her hair as
Aubrey Edwards tries to keep her back. Ripley smiles evilly and then
steps through the ropes, hopping off the apron. She begins walking
confidently to the back.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Statement... made!
[ Tony Schiavone
] With authority!
[ Scott Steiner
] You don't cross the moose! Those arms is somethin' else!
Not as big as mine, THE LARGEST IN THE GOD DAMN WORLD, but they're
big and they're plenty fuckin' strong!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, I've just received word from the back
that, following what happened earlier here on Bad Signal, Rhea
Ripley will be taking on Shotzi Blackheart in one on one action at
Supremacy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a match that
will be!
[ Tony Schiavone
] The shake-up in the women's division continues! What could
possibly happen next!?
We
fade out on a shot of Ripley celebrating on the stage.
We
immediately cut backstage where we see Jinny and The Highers
watching what just played out on a monitor backstage. Holding the
women's championship on her shoulder, Jinny rolls her eyes.
[ Jinny
] How unbelievably stupid.
[ Aliyah
] So stupid. Am I right?
[ Jinny
] This collection of absolutely dense gashes who think they
deserve a shot at MY championship... makes you two look like bloody
geniuses.
Borne chews gum obnoxiously.
[ Vanessa Borne
] I do feel really smart right now.
[ Jinny
] You shouldn't. Bloody idiot.
Vanessa shuts up and looks down at the floor.
[ Jinny
] Three women's matches tonight and I've seen absolutely
nothing that impresses me. None of these women deserve a title shot.
If I died tomorrow, SGW management would have no choice but to bury
me with the championship inside my most fashionable leather and
diamond lined casket, designed especially for me by Karl Lagerfeld.
[ Aliyah
] So hot right now.
Before her assessment of the competition can continue any further,
the fans pop huge as Nia Jax appears Jinny. Nia Jax looms over her
shoulder, looking angry.
[ Nia Jax
] You wanna talk some of that trash to my face?
Jinny raises an eyebrow and turns around, coming face to face with
Jax. Aliyah and Vanessa Borne step up but Jinny raises her hand,
calling them off.
[ Nia Jax
] You've been running your mouth for weeks about how you run
this division... and how nobody can stop you... maybe that's true
when it comes to those skinny bitches... but everybody knows that
you're only the champion because you've never stepped in the ring...
with ME!
Jinny looks Nia Jax up and down, disgusted.
[ Jinny
] You retched, fat--
Nia Jax cuts Jinny off, pushing her down! Jinny goes flying backward
and falls on her ass. Jinny looks up at Nia Jax, embarrassed! Aliyah
and Vanessa look like they know they should do something... but they
don't! They're intimidated by Nia Jax! Jax cocks her fist.
[ Nia Jax
] Try something... I dare you!
They don't move. Jax shakes her head.
[ Nia Jax
] That's what I thought!
Nia Jax turns and walks away. Aliyah and Vanessa Borne try to help
Jinny up but Jinny pushes them away, shrieking angrily.
[ Jinny
] Don't touch me, cows!
Jinny remains seated on the floor, seething.
Arn Anderson and Adam Cole are in the middle of a deep conversation
in a dark part of the area away from everyone else. It appears as
though it's a serious discussion with Arn, The Origin leader, taking
over the situation.
[ Arn Anderson
] And that’s why our little insurance policy for Supremacy is
going to play out nicely in case Austin has any other wild ideas.
Cole nods in agreement.
[ Adam Cole
] Oh, I agree. When I was stuck in that damn cage two weeks
ago, he was the first person I knew to call.
[ Arn Anderson
] You should've let 'em come tonight. We could've expedited
this entire process.
Cole disagrees.
[ Adam Cole
] It’s good to have an ace in the hole, Arn, but once I beat
him, Austin is done. Guaranteed one-hundred-percent finished once
and for all at Supremacy. If our little friend wanted to show up and
have my back, maybe pick the bones of what I leave behind and keep
look out in case PAC, Elias, or anyone else we've disposed of tries
sticking their nose in our business, then that's fine. First and
foremost, though, Austin belongs to me!
Britt Baker comes in looking exhausted. Finally finding Cole and Arn
in the middle of a sketchy part of the arena raises her blood
pressure. She's happy to see them, but at the same time, she could
rip their heads off.
[ Britt Baker
] Seriously? A little pow-wow in the middle of nowhere?
There's no answer Cole could give her to calm her down but he tries
anyway.
[ Adam Cole
] We needed to speak about a few things in private, away from
the others.
Britt crosses her arms and cocks an eyebrow. Cole immediately senses
something is wrong.
[ Adam Cole
] What’s wrong?
Britt’s tone is fierce.
[ Britt Baker
] While you two are hiding out talking strategy, Dumb n
Dumber are in their little clubhouse creating a mutiny against you.
Cole looks to Arn then quickly back to Britt.
[ Adam Cole
] What?
[ Arn Anderson
] What do you mean?
[ Britt Baker
] Well, it's more Jericho than Corino, but still, Corino and
his weird teeth get on my nerves too. When I came in looking for you
two, I overheard them in the middle of a conversation arguing about
the Gold Rush match. Jericho says he’s going to win the
Intercontinental title, Steve didn't appreciate him being in the
match.
[ Arn Anderson
] It’s good to stack the deck. Steve will understand.
[ Britt Baker
] I wasn’t finished.
Arn looks curiously at her as Britt continues.
[ Britt Baker
] During all of this, Chris Jericho said WHEN he won the
Intercontinental title at Supremacy, he’d replace Adam as the
centerpiece of The Origin.
Cole bursts out in laughter.
[ Adam Cole
] Replace ME?
[ Arn Anderson
] Chris Jericho isn’t replacing a soul. This group was built
around you, Adam.
[ Adam Cole
] Oh, trust me, I know.
[ Arn Anderson
] And when you beat Steve Austin at Supremacy, it’s just
going to solidify that.
Cole is reacting better to it than Britt expected.
[ Britt Baker
] What the hell, Adam? Seriously? You heard what I said,
right?
Cole smiles and gently kisses her on the forehead.
[ Adam Cole
] I’m not worried about it. It’s Chris. His ego is huge. He
talks a big game, but at the end of the day, both he and Steve know
their places. Nobody, NO-BODY, is replacing me as the centerpiece of
my own group. I'm not worried about Jericho.
Cole is hit with an idea.
[ Adam Cole
] In fact, I think Chris’ match is coming up next isn’t it?
Maybe we should go watch.
[ Britt Baker
] Go watch? You should act on this information and go show
him his true place!
Cole shakes her off.
[ Adam Cole
] I’m content letting this play out and see how it works for
‘em. Trust me. It’ll be taken care of in due time. Besides, there's
far more stuff to worry about right now than to be distracted by
some harebrained scheme. Let's go.
Cole grabs Britt by the hand and walks away from the scene with Arn
following in behind. The Origin started the show off in dominant
fashion but now seem to have a whole new layer of issues on their
plate two weeks before Supremacy.
Referee -
Rick Knox | Time Limit -
30:00
Chaos ensues early on and Rick Knox doesn’t even try to patrol
this one. He’s only here to count the three count for the winner of
the match. The stakes are high, with positioning being paramount for
the Gold Rush match at Supremacy. We started off with all six men
fighting one another, pairing off into a set of three in the ring.
DDP and MJF, Nunzio and Jericho, Danhausen and CM Punk. It looks
more like a battle royal than a one-fall match-up, which wasn’t
helped when MJF turned the tide completely and droped DDP over the
top rope and began immediately bragging like he just won the match!
He strolls over to the opposite corner and jumps up on the ropes,
draped across them relaxing while the four others continue fighting
with themselves on the other side of the ring.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Gentlemen, I’m not
sure MJF knows the rules!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don’t think he cares!
Jericho, Danhausen, CM Punk, and Nunzio stop what they’re doing and
see MJF relaxing without a care in the world. They walk over to him
and pick him up off the turnbuckle. Screaming, MJF is lifted high in
the air and is dumped over the top rope, landing hard on the
outside! Then the fight continues! Nunzio drops Jericho but
Danhausen spins him around and hits a fisherman suplex for two! With
Jericho and Punk down, Danhausen runs over to them and kicks both in
the face. He celebrates with the tequila dance, but his dance is a
little premature. He spins around and there’s DDP, DIAMOND CUTTER!
HE NEVER SAW IT COMING!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Diamond Dallas Page’s return to the ring has been something
else!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He hasn’t missed a
beat!
DDP picks up Nunzio and hits a fall away slam and then a discus
clothesline on CM Punk! After cleaning house, Page throws his arms
in the air in the shape of a diamond and BANG! The fans join in
unison to a big pop. Jericho knocks DDP to the ground and hits a
Lionsault for a two count. DDP rolls out of the ring and Nunzio low
blows Jericho and rolls him up for two! It was broken up by
Danhausen.
[ Tony Schiavone
] So many near falls! Everyone wants that final spot in the
Gold Rush and not be the first man to enter!
MJF sees an opportunity to snipe a pin fall after Punk hits a
roundhouse kick on Nunzio but as soon as he’s in the ring, Punk hits
him with one for his troubles! Punk covers but Jericho breaks it up
and tosses Punk out of the ring. He picks MJF up but MJF rakes
Jericho in the eyes, SALT OF THE EARTH ARMBAR! Jericho immediately
reaches the ropes.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Almost had a winna’
right there!
Jericho is back up and throws MJF outside. Before anything else can
happen, DDP follows up by throwing Jericho over the top rope right
behind MJF. DDP and Nunzio then trade blows back and forth and then
try throwing one another over the top rope, but are stopped by CM
Punk charging at them, clotheslining them both over the top. Punk
dives over on top of the pile! Danhausen climbs the top rope.. BIG
DIVE ON TO ALL FIVE MEN! Bodies are everywhere on the outside and
the fans are loving it, giving us a “S-G-DUB-S-G-DUB!” chant from
the capacity crowd.
[ Tony Schiavone
] This match means a lot because that Intercontinental
Championship is that valuable!
Danhausen and Nunzio are the first two to work their ways back into
the ring and Nunzio kicks Danhausen in the hamstring and slaps on
the Half Crab and wrenches back, almost putting Danhausen’s right
heel to the back of his head! Danhausen screams in agony but here’s
Jericho! He breaks the move up with a Code Breaker to Nunzio! He
then puts Danhausen in the Walls of Jericho but DDP WITH A DIAMOND
CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE! Diamond Dallas Page rolls Jericho out of the
ring and HITS A DIAMOND CUTTER ON NUNZIO! He presses himself into
the corner and awaits, Danhausen finally gets up, DIAMOND CUTTER ON
DANHAUSEN! One, two, NO! CM Punk breaks it up! Jericho is back in
and he throws Punk out of the ring and covers Danhausen, one, two,
three! Chris Jericho has stolen the victory! He’s entering Gold Rush
last!
WINNER
CHRIS JERICHO via PINFALL in 10:42
After the match, Chris Jericho celebrates in the ring as his route
to the Intercontinental Championship just got a whole lot easier
getting to enter the match last next at Supremacy! DDP and the
others complain to the referee but it doesn’t matter, Jericho
survived the onslaught and has come out smelling like a rose. The
Origin is in good position to leave Supremacy with the
Intercontinental Championship. All six men in tonight’s match plus
six more will do battle in the third incarnation of the Gold Rush
match!
As
we cut away from the ring, we're greeted by a video package which
highlights the debuting Apollo Crews with Virgil in his corner. The
live crowd is clearly in awe of his breathtaking athletic prowess
but they quickly catch on that this is not a man to be cheered. As
the video plays, we hear our announce team speak on the subject.
[ Tony Schiavone
] For the first time ever, Apollo Crews will be stepping into
an SGW ring at Supremacy! Live on pay-per-view!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And you know SGW
management must believe in this man's skills, because not only is he
receiving this unheard of pay-per-view opportunity, they're putting
quite the challenge in front of him, debuting him against upcoming
superstar AJ Gray and "The Murderhawk" Lance Archer!
[ Tony Schiavone
] That's right, folks! It's going to be a three way dance at
Supremacy, featuring three brand new faces to Solid Gold Wrestling!
You have to believe that whoever comes away with this win will get
their foot in the door for a championship opportunity! Who will it
be? My money is on Apollo Crews!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Apollo Crews is
more than worthy of coming away with a huge win here but look at AJ
Gray! The man has fought, kicked, and scraped to get where he is,
rising from obscurity to an SGW contract! The man has everything to
lose and I think he'll fight like hell t' keep it!
[ Scott Steiner
] How the hell can either of you
bet against the Murderhawk, huh!? He's called the fuckin' Murderhawk!
Of course he's gonna win! And that's ignorin' the fact that he's
managed by notorious piss drinker Jake Roberts!
[ Tony Schiavone
] There's only one way to find out! Tune in to Supremacy in
two weeks!
Jay Briscoe pours part of a water bottle over his head and then
slings the rest of it on the ground in anger. His brother, Mark,
does his best to pour fuel on the fire by egging it on.
[ Mark Briscoe
] THIS IS SOME BULLLLLLLSHIT!
Obviously upset with the way his SGW debut went, Jay is letting
everyone in the vicinity know how he feels about it.
And doing it very, very loudly.
[ Jay Briscoe
] I ain’t come here to lose, man! Shit!
[ Mark Briscoe
] That belt was in the bag, boah! It was a flim flam! A
skillet-lick! A bamboozle! A.. a.. A got damn shame, ya feel me?!
Mark looks on as Jay punches the brick wall in anger. He pulls his
hand back, grimacing in pain, regretting the decision but Mark
doesn't allow him to flinch.
[ Mark Briscoe
] MAN UP!
Mark topples over a nearby table, sending the producers seated
around it scrambling.
[ Mark Briscoe
] MAN UP, TABLE!
[ Jay Briscoe
] FUCK DANIELSON AND HIS FAKE ASS TITLE BELT!
A voice interrupts their chaos.
[ Bret Hart
] That’s enough.
The camera pans over the reveal Bret Hart standing behind him, his
hands stuffed in his jean shorts pockets underneath an oversized
hockey jersey.
[ Bret Hart
] Jay, come here.
Jay lowers his head and walks the six feet or so to Bret.
[ Bret Hart
] Head up.
Bret uses his finger to lift Jay’s chin up to make eye contact. Jay
slaps his hand away.
[ Jay Briscoe
] Don't touch me!
Undeterred, Bret sticks to the reason he's here.
[ Bret Hart
] You know, the way to react to coming up short isn’t to
terrify half the people backstage or destroy property.
[ Jay Briscoe
] Y'all couldn't risk one of your marquee pay-per-view
matches gettin' wrecked if I won that belt of his, huh?
He cuts Bret off before he can respond.
[ Jay Briscoe
] Well, you got what you wanted. You saw what happened!
[ Bret Hart
] I did.
He follows up.
[ Bret Hart
] And I also saw what happened afterwards when Cody Rhodes
praised your potential to everyone within earshot of that
microphone. He’s right, too.
[ Jay Briscoe
] I don't need his approval.
[ Bret Hart
] You're right, you don't. But that vote of confidence does
help validate an opportunity I wanted to present to you.
[ Jay Briscoe
] An opportunity, huh? What? You gonna’ let me fight
Danielson again so I prove it wasn’t no fluke or what, Hit Man?
[ Bret Hart
] No. You’ve proved yourself, though. You walked into a tough
situation against one of the best we have to offer and you didn’t
back down. We didn’t know what to expect when we started hiring
people a few weeks ago, but you’ve exceeded our expectations.
Bret’s calming demeanor eases Briscoe’s fury.
[ Bret Hart
] That’s why we talked it over and we’re offering you a spot
in the Gold Rush match at Supremacy for the Intercontinental
Championship if you want it.
[ Jay Briscoe
] Damn right I want it!
Bret is pleased with the answer.
[ Bret Hart
] Now, do me a favor and channel his fiery temper of yours
into what goes on into the ring. Don’t waste your potential by being
stupid.
Bret and Briscoe shake hands and Bret leaves. Mark cautiously walks
up behind his brother.
[ Mark Briscoe
] ‘Ay, 'ay Jay mane, did the Hit Man just reward you fa’
actin’ a damn fool?
Jay nods.
[ Jay Briscoe
] Seems that way don't it? Guess I better start preparin' to
travel with a strap 'round my waist.
[ Mark Briscoe
] Did Bret Hart also call you stupid?
The scene fades.
Referee -
Paul Turner | Time Limit -
30:00
As
soon as the bell rings, Venis and Triple H tie up and fight for
positioning before Triple H takes over with a knee lift and grabs a
headlock! Venis attempts to elbow out before backing Triple H into
the ropes and shooting him off. Triple H returns with a clothesline
but Venis ducks it and begins peppering Triple H with right hands on
the turnaround! Venis backs Triple H into the corner and pounds away
at him until Triple H snaps back into it and grabs Venis by either
side of the head and swaps positions with him! Triple H begins
slugging away at Venis' head before delivering a couple stiff body
blows and pulling Venis out of the corner, drilling him with a
vertical suplex!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Triple H is wasting no time in making an impact here at Bad
Signal!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He's in a match
with the SGW World Heavyweight Champion, Tony! Even if the title
isn't on the line, a victory here will immediately thrust Triple H
into the world title scene!
Triple H mounts Venis and punches away at his head before pulling
back to his feet. Triple H whips Venis into the ropes and plants him
with a SPINEBUSTER! Triple H goes for a cover but only gets ONE
before Venis kicks out to a big reaction! Triple H pulls Venis back
up to his feet and tosses him into the corner. Triple H charges and
flies in with a HIGH KNEE but Venis ducks out of the corner and
Triple H with the top turnbuckle! As soon as Triple H makes contact,
Venis charges behind him and dumps him over the top rope to the
floor!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Venis is doing what
he has to do gain an advantage in this match! It's been almost all
Triple H so far, which you have to imagine is taking a mental toll
on the champion!
[ Tony Schiavone
] It's important that Val Venis shines tonight so that he may
head into Supremacy with much needed momentum for his match with
Jimmy Havoc!
[ Scott Steiner
] A man like Val Venis shouldn't need momentum to go over a
skinny little shrimpo bitch like Jimmy Havoc! The way I see it,
either one o' these big hoss mother fuckers should have no problem
stomping that emo clown!
Triple H lands on his feet and stumbles toward the guardrail. Val
Venis follows him out and takes him by either side of the head. He
tries to slam Triple H face first into the ring apron but Triple H
blocks it with his hands and then elbows out of it. He grabs Venis
and whips him toward the rail but Venis reverses it and sends Triple
H flying into the rail! Venis follows him in but Triple H rebounds
and catches Venis with a HIGH KNEE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] The crafty veteran Triple H isn't going down without a
fight!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I won't lie to you,
Triple H has not had the greatest track record in Solid Gold
Wrestling history... but The Game has certainly turned up to play
tonight! He knows what kind of opportunity this is!
Triple H wastes no time in pulling Venis off the mat and throwing
him under the bottom rope. As Triple H stalks Venis, the fans
suddenly erupt in boos. The camera pans over to reveal Jimmy Havoc
and Noelle Foley walk out onto the stage. Havoc is dragging his axe
behind him, leering down the ramp at the match going on inside the
ring.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Jimmy Havoc! What's HE doing out here?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Clearly, he's here
t' scout his opponent at Supremacy... or possibly worse! After what
Kevin Nash did at the Blood & Gold Tournament in Victoria, Texas,
Jimmy Havoc might be looking for some personal justice!
Triple H seems distracted momentarily by their appearance but gets
back on tack, waiting on Venis to struggle back to his feet. Triple
H immediately lunges forward and boots Venis in the stomach! He
pulls him in for the PEDIGREE but Venis BACKDROPS Triple H out of
the hold to a big pop! Triple H scrambles right back to his feet and
charges at Venis with clothesline but Venis ducks it and catches
him... BLUE THUNDER BOMB!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Big move!
Venis springs back to his feet and points at the turnbuckles! The
fans are going nuts! However, as Venis heads for the corner, Jimmy
Havoc sends Noelle to ringside! She makes her way around the ring
with a goofy smile on her face. Val Venis stands on the top rope for
a moment and flies... MONEY SHOT ON TRIPLE H! But instead of going
for the cover, he remains on his knees next to Triple H and watches
as Noelle snatches the SGW World Heavyweight Championship from
Justin Roberts and leaves ringside with it! Venis looks furious and
rolls out of the ring in pursuit!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What's she doing?!
She's leaving with the championship belt!
[ Tony Schiavone
] That doesn't belong to her! It doesn't belong to Jimmy
Havoc either! What's going on here?!
She hands the championship to Havoc and then they leave through the
curtain! Val Venis isn't far behind them as Paul Turner begins
counting him out! Triple H stirs and uses the ropes to pull himself
to one knee, trembling with intensity as he watches through the
ropes. Venis disappears behind the curtain as Turner reaches TEN!
WINNER
TRIPLE H via COUNT OUT in 9:11
The fans erupt in boos and we quickly cut to the back where we see
Val Venis looking around frantically, trying to find Jimmy Havoc and
Noelle Foley, who have disappeared with his championship belt!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What the-- they're gone!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Talk about mind
games. Perhaps Jimmy Havoc is hoping to give Val Venis a preview of
what could happen at Supremacy!
[ Scott Steiner
] I think Skeletor is openin' up a can o' worms he ain't
ready for! You don't fuck with a man's title belt! If I'm Val Venis
right now, I'm PISSED!
Venis continues tearing through the backstage area.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Either way, Triple H has just earned a victory over the SGW
World Champion. Maybe not the way he envisioned it but a win is a
win and he's surely earned a championship match after Supremacy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Right now, I think
Val Venis has bigger things to worry about than a title defense
against Triple H. He's got to find that championship belt and then
worry about getting past the depraved Jimmy Havoc in two weeks time!
The camera follows Venis on his search as we fade out.
Triple H doesn’t so much as make it back through the curtain until
he finds the nearest cameraman.
[ Triple H
] You, all eyes on me. I have something to say.
He’s raging like a bull, huffing with every breath he takes.
[ Triple H
] My rightful victory over Val Venis was STOLEN from me!
Stephanie stands by his side, rubbing his back. His delivery is
stern and forceful.
[ Triple H
] I didn’t want some BS count out finish. I wanted to make a
statement out there.
[ Stephanie
McMahon ] You did! Val Venis is
the protected son of SGW.
Triple H smirks.
[ Triple H
] For now.
His deep, raspy voice is no-nonsense. He doesn’t take his eyes off
the camera.
[ Triple H
] Venis, we’re going to meet again. Until then, watch your
back.
Popping his head up right in front of Triple H is Danhausen.
Danhausen looks deeply into the camera with his eyes as large as
saucers, surveying the landscape.
[ Danhausen
] Ah yes, Danhausen here! Tonight, I look to speak to the
King!
He turns and is faced with Triple H, who is NOT in the mood for
this.
[ Triple H
] What the hell do you want?
[ Danhausen
] Three H Man! I am Danhausen, very nice, very evil! I see
you are sad about the outcome of your match and I am here to tell
you to turn that frown upside down!
It doesn’t work.
[ Danhausen
] C’mon, H-Man! Show Danhausen your teeth!
Triple H’s expression doesn’t change.
[ Danhausen
] Smile big for Danhausen! Cheesehausen!
[ Triple H
] You have three seconds to get out of my face before I shove
your head through that wall.
[ Danhausen
] Violencehausen is not the answer!
He quickly takes it back.
[ Danhausen
] Well, it’s certainly an answer, but in this case, violence
against Danhausen is not the answer!
[ Triple H
] Three.. Two…
[ Danhausen
] Danhausen has come to you with an invitation!
[ Triple H
] Not a chance.
Danhausen puts his hands on his hips.
[ Danhausen
] Danhausen didn’t even get to invite you yet!
He sighs.
[ Danhausen
] Danhausen comes bearing good news and gets threatened! Very
evil, H-Man!
Danhausen wags his finger at Triple H, who immediately snatches it
and wrenches on it.
[ Danhausen
] Okay, okay, okay! Danhausen needs his pointing finger unit!
[ Triple H
] Spill it then!
[ Danhausen
] The Gold Rush match Danhausen is in only has eleven
participants! To make twelve, we need one more! An athlete of your
caliberhausen would be welcomed! The winner of the event gets the
inside the continents championship!
Triple H releases Danhausen's finger and he begins to shake the
feeling back into it as Triple H scolds him.
[ Triple H
] You really are an idiot, aren’t you?
[ Danhausen
] You swore!
[ Triple H
] What?
Danhausen pokes his finger in Triple H’s chest.
[ Danhausen
] You swore!
[ Triple H
] Well, you’re the idiot who just suggested that the best
wrestler in the business join a match that you’re in, thus rendering
your chances of winning dead in the water.
[ Danhausen
] Does that mean you accept the invitehausen?
Triple H kicks Danhausen in the gut! PEDIGREE ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
Triple H pushes himself up and looks down at the fallen Danhausen
with a smile on his face.
[ Triple H
] Yeah kid, I accept.
He smirks.
[ Triple H
] Thanks for the offer.
Triple H and Stephanie walk off as road agents hit the scene and
tend to the fallen Danhausen. We return back to the ringside area
with the Gold Rush 3 match now filled to capacity, and it’s truly
anyone’s ballgame at Supremacy!
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit -
30:00
To
her credit, Gionna Daddio appears very confident in the early going
of the main event of the evening, taking it right to Nia Jax with a
series of quick strikes to the legs, doing her very best to take the
Force of Nature down to the mat.
Unfortunately for Gionna Daddio, Nia Jax was a woman who would not
be denied in front of the white-hot Atlanta crowd. After weathering
the initial storm from Daddio, Nia leathers her opponent with an
open-handed slap to the face and chest, cutting her momentum short.
[ Tony Schiavone
] ENORMOUS shot from Nia Jax!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The Donna is going
to be fine, Tony – she’s survived wars in the past and she will find
a way to slay Nia Jax like all the other monsters who have opposed
her family in the past!
Daddio does apply a hanging choke when Jax attempts a powerbomb, but
again, She Who is Unlike Most Girls uses the raucous Atlanta crowd’s
cheers to her advantage and tosses Daddio back-first into the wall
of the steel cage! Daddio bounces off, crumpling to the mat as
Senior Official Aubrey Edwards encourages Jax to pin her or leave
the cage.
Jax coolly looks towards Edwards and nods ‘no’ solemnly, lifting her
opponent into the air and onto her shoulders in a fluid motion – but
Daddio takes the momentary lapse of attention and shifts her weight,
snaring Jax in a rear naked choke! Edwards immediately begins
questioning Nia, but Gionna continues tightening her forearm in her
opponent’s throat, slowly draining the life from Jax!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] SEE!? Daddio is
going to be just fine.
Jax slowly rolls to a knee and begins to stand, and realizing the
grip around her neck is tighter than she expected, takes her time.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Just fine.
Atlanta, cheering their hearts out, wills Jax up and to her feet,
and Nia rushes backwards towards a corner!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Oh no.
SMASH! Nia runs back-first into the corner, smashing Gionna! Daddio
releases her grip and Nia takes a moment to breathe, throwing an
elbow behind herself to keep Gionna at bay. Eventually, Nia turns
and lifts Gionna onto her shoulders, looking for another powerbomb,
but Daddio grabs the cage wall and slips off, finding balance on the
top rope! Jax turns – and Daddio soars backwards, twisting perfectly
into a tornado DDT! Gionna covers – ONE! TWO! NO!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Nia Jax is up! She will not be
denied tonight!
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell, she’s wanted a damn cage match for forty years – why
not go all out?!
Daddio smacks the mat, fed up with this and slowly stands, making
her way to the cage door – but Nia has her ankle! Gionna wriggles
and fights, but Nia will not let go! Dropping to the mat to kick and
pry her opponent off, Daddio unwittingly gives Nia another grip –
and Jax runs with the advantage, blasting the Donna with a headbutt!
And another! And a third!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] God in Heaven, the
brutality!
Jax eventually ceases the beating and rises to her knees, looking
around the arena and soaking in the energy Atlanta is feeding her.
She presses up to her feet and pulls Gionna up with her, by the
hair, throwing her into a body-vice before tucking the head – and
PLANTING Daddio with the An-Nia-Lator! Leg hook, shoulder press,
Edwards covers – ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER
NIA JAX via PINFALL in 8:02
As
“Force of Nature” booms across the speakers, the Atlanta crowd are
exceeding the song’s volume with their voracious cheers for Jax. The
victorious Nia Jax throws her hands into the air and smiles,
realizing that she has overcome her rivals and has won the cage
match she has sought for so long.
[ Tony Schiavone
] You have GOT to feel good for
Nia Jax, guys – she’s finally put all of the trouble this
triumvirate of wickedness has brought behind her! And she’s left
standing tall through all the trouble and hardships!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Fair enough, Tony,
but Gionna Daddio is looking like she’s just been repeatedly run
over by a truck!
Nigel’s analysis is, as usual, accurate, and a team of paramedics
dash down the aisle and begin attending to Daddio with Edwards, who
is recommending an immediate transport to a local medical facility
for treatment. The lead doctor confirms and a neck brace is applied
to Daddio’s neck while another group work to bring a back-board into
the ring through the cage door.
[ Scott Steiner
] WAY TO GO, JAX, YOU HUGE OAF! You’ve killed the Mafia babe
– and now that’s one less freak for Big Poppa Pump to add to his
stable of savage bitches! You’ll pay, you pleather-covered squash!
The officials eventually get Daddio onto the board, struggling along
the way, but eventually removing her from the ring after a moment of
trying. Watching solemnly through the process, Nia Jax is still
receiving a steady amount of cheers from the electric Atlanta crowd
as Edwards exits the ring. A stiff ‘boo’ mixes into the cheering
evenly as none other than Jinny and the Highers stamp down the aisle
and slowly enter the ring, the self-proclaimed domain of the ‘Queen
of Solid Gold Wrestling.’
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Nia Jax might have
defeated Gionna Daddio, but now she’s coming face-to-face with the
woman atop the entire division – the rightful and dominant QUEEN,
gentlemen – it’s Jinny!
Sure enough, Aliyah and Vanessa enter the ring first, leading the
way for Jinny, holding the Solid Gold Wrestling World Women’s
Championship along her forearm like a fancy clutch. As the Highers
fan out, allowing Jinny to stand between them, Vanessa Borne
produces a padlock from between her breasts and suddenly slams the
door shut! Aliyah applies the lock as Jinny smirks, looking down her
nose and across the ring at Jax, whose steely-face expression has
remained unchanged through the entire proceedings.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don’t know what kind of
games these women are playing – didn’t they JUST SEE Nia Jax destroy
Gionna Daddio in this very cage?!
Jinny produces a microphone and lifts it slowly to her lips,
speaking each syllable with poise and conviction.
[ Jinny
] I will not mince words with someone who is unable to
comprehend them, even when simplified or condensed – I am
unimpressed with your victory, Nia.
A big boo from the Phillips Arena.
[ Jinny
] I’ve said it time and time again, but Jinny is the
unquestioned queen of Solid Gold Wrestling – and your victory does
nothing but further cement the point I’ve made all evening and since
January. My dominion over this division, this company, and this
sport are unparalleled.
Nia Jax steps forward, clearly annoyed, and the Atlanta fans come
alive. Unintimidated, Jinny holds her ground and carries on.
[ Jinny
] You…are no different from any of the others. Your size and
power are indifferent in my eyes; your commonality with the other
worthless peasants at my feet is based upon the fact that you…are
not me. You are not the Queen.
The Highers smile and chuckle to one another, keeping their eyes
focused on Nia, still watching on intently herself.
[ Jinny
] I predict that while you may not go as quickly or quietly
as some of your compatriots, your reclusion to the back of the
never-ending line of contention with the rest of the commonfolk
shall be…inconsequential. After all, you’ve never been anything more
than a big, fat joke with an embarrassingly short, incredibly
poignant punchline, Nia Jax.
Jinny licks her top row of teeth and slowly delivers her final blow,
directing her Highers into war.
[ Jinny
] Your family’s royal blood was wasted in your blubberous,
overworked heart.
Like a bullet from a gun, Nia Jax fires a right hand at Aliyah,
knocking her to the mat with a single blow! Jinny darts away,
quickly to the cage wall and a step up the wall as Vanessa Borne
steps in, throwing a kick – but Nia catches it!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] THIS IS NOT GOOD
FOR JINNY AND THE HOUSE OF HIGHERS!
Borne begins begging as Jinny continues climbing – but Jax isn’t
having it and lifts Vanessa up into a military press, dropping her
down sloppily onto her partner’s prone body!
[ Tony Schiavone
] BEAUTIFUL PRESS!
Jinny swings a leg over the top of the cage – but Nia’s grabbed her
left ankle! Jinny looks down at the ravenous Nia Jax, still snared
in her grasp and begins wiggling her leg with all she has, finally
breaking the grip and sloppily throwing the leg across the perimeter
of the cage and scurrying halfway down the wall before falling to
the arena floor!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Jinny is on the run!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well, what do you
expect?! Nia Jax is clearly unhinged!
As Jinny begins scooting up the ramp, Nia leaps into the air and
drops a leg across the House of Highers, drawing another massive pop
from Atlanta – before a giggle breaks across the speakers! Jinny’s
attention quickly shifts behind her – as Trish Stratus comes
strolling through the curtain!
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell yeah, baby, work it!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Trish Stratus is here!
Stratus stops at the top of the ramp, looking down at Jax, now back
to her feet in the ring, then to the SGW World Women’s Champion,
crawling up the ramp away from the chaos in the ring.
[ Trish Stratus
] Jinny, through all the posturing…through all the
entitlement, you actually made an incredibly accurate statement
earlier…and that is, you have had an unparalleled dominion over the
women’s’ division, over SGW, and over professional wrestling for the
last six-plus months.
Trish shakes her head as Jinny’s eyes grow wider.
[ Trish Stratus
] …and yet…I find myself disappointed in you.
A big pop from Atlanta as Trish carries on, sometimes looking down
the ramp and deep into Jinny’s eyes, then back to Jax in the ring.
[ Trish Stratus
] Your arrogance…your attitude…your aptitude for breaking the
rules and sullying the championship you hold – they’ve all brought
you a Solid Gold Wrestling World Women’s’ Championship – and Jinny,
you already know it’s the longest reign in the history of this
championship and a top ten entry in the company’s all-time title
records. And as such, what better way to enact some humility into
you than to encourage a little more history, huh, Jinny?
Jinny begins shaking her head ‘no,’ lifting her hand to stop Trish,
but the damage has already been done.
[ Trish Stratus
] Jinny! At SGW Supremacy, you will make another
record-setting defense of your championship – against the woman in
the ring, “She Who is Unlike Most Girls,” Nia Jax!
An explosion of cheers as a smile grows across Nia’s face.
[ Trish Stratus
] Oh, and Jinny…to hopefully add another degree of humility
to our wonderful champion, I’ve decided this championship contest
shall be decided as a Lumberjack Match – and our faithful
lumberjacks, waiting on the arena floor in Orlando for either you or
Nia Jax to fall from the ring?
A huge grin breaks onto Trish’s lips as she levels the blow.
[ Trish Stratus
] Yes, those will be the incredibly talented group of ladies
you have been so callously disrespecting for weeks! So Jinny, I hope
you’ve enjoyed your reign as Queen – because at Supremacy in
Orlando, you’re going to be one woman staring down an army! I
recommend you get your rest, dear – you’re going to need it!
“Force of Nature” hits again as Jinny stares down the departing
Stratus, her gaze icy enough to give frostbite. Eventually, Jinny
turns back towards the ring and locks eyes with Nia Jax, whose
beaming smile and confident wave to the champion indicate this
defense may very well be her very last!
We
go backstage where we're still following Val Venis. As Venis rounds
a corner into a darkened corridor, we see the overhead lights
flickering like something out of a horror movie. The fans are booing
loud as Venis pauses and sees the following words streaked on the
wall in sloppy red text... blood or paint, it's hard to tell.
FOLLOW ME
Venis pushes the nearest door open and finds himself in the parking
lot. The SGW World Heavyweight Championship is lying on the
pavement, unattended. Venis looks around at his surroundings before
slowly approaching the belt and picking it up. He looks down at the
center plate and places his open palm on it... before we hear a
screech of tires... and Val Venis narrowly jumps out of the way of a
moving vehicle with Noelle Foley behind the wheel!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Good lord! Val
could've been bloody killed!
Val Venis clutches the championship tightly as he watches the tail
lights disappear in the distance... only to get blasted from behind
by JIMMY HAVOC! The fans erupt in boos as Havoc stands over Venis
with an axe in his hands. Venis tries to get up to all fours but
Havoc plants his boot in Venis' back, forcing him down. With the
championship fallen beneath him, Venis' face is almost forced to
rest on the center plate.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don't know what's going on, folks. Jimmy Havoc will stop
at nothing to send a message to the champion! It seems like it was
only a few weeks ago that Jimmy Havoc was becoming something of a...
beloved anti-hero, battling The Origin, thwarting Arn Anderson and
Adam Cole at every turn... but something about this rivalry with Val
Venis has brought out the very worst in him! I don't like it! I hate
it!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He's quite the
terrifying fellow, Tony.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I think I hate Jimmy Havoc!
Keeping Venis on the ground, Havoc places the edge of the axe
against the back of Val's neck as though he's sizing him up! Havoc
raises the axe over his head, seething with anger!
[ Tony Schiavone
] No! He can't! He won't!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Someone's gotta put
a stop to this!
And here comes Kevin Nash and "Diamond" Dallas Page! The Vegas
Connection charges into the shot and Havoc quickly vacates the
scene, allowing Venis to return to his feet and give chase... but
Havoc leaps into the open backseat of Noelle's vehicle and speeds
off into the night, holding a middle finger out the window for all
three members of the Vegas Connection!
[ Scott Steiner
] Yeah, you better run, bitch!
We zoom in on a close-up of Nash, Page, and Venis as they stare off
into the distance where Havoc disappeared... but before we can fade
out and end the show, we hear a loud crash and the camera pans over
to reveal "Stone Cold" Steve Austin slugging away at Steve Corino
and Chris Jericho!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh my! What now!?
Austin takes Corino by the back of the head and throws him head
first into a car door! Austin then turns and boots Jericho in the
gut but before he can capitalize, Adam Cole charges in out of
nowhere and blasts Austin with a forearm to the back! It's three on
one as The Origin put the boots to Austin on the pavement!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] All hell has broken
loose tonight at Bad Signal!
The Origin continues pounding away at Austin... until Venis and the
rest of the Vegas Connection charge onto the scene! Without warning,
Dallas Page catches Corino off guard, nailing him with a RUNNING
DIAMOND CUTTER ACROSS THE HOOD OF THE CAR! CORINO IS DEAD! Cole and
Jericho quickly vacate the scene as Nash and Venis square up and
prepare to fight them!
[ Scott Steiner
] Now that's what I'm talkin' about!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Thank goodness for the Vegas Connection!
Val Venis helps Austin to his feet. Corino slides off the hood of
the car and lands with a thud on the pavement but no one pays him
any mind. Austin, Nash, Venis, and Page stand there, looking worse
for wear... four veterans of the business still in the thick of it.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Ladies and
gentlemen, we're two weeks away from Supremacy. Val Venis versus
Jimmy Havoc and Steve Austin versus Adam Cole are at peak levels of
intensity! What will happen at Supremacy... and what will be left of
these men when it's over?! There's only one way t' find out!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Tune in to SGW Supremacy in two weeks! Good night!
Fade.
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