Commentators -
Nigel McGuinness, Tony Schiavone, & "Big Poppa
Pump" Scott Steiner
Dark Matches
-
Darby Allin
(w/
Priscilla Kelly)
def. Jack Starz via Pinfall w/
Coffin Drop in 6:01
-
The Miz
(w/
Maryse)
def. Chasyn Rance via Pinfall w/
Skull Crushing Finale in 3:29
-
Io
Shirai def. Alisha Edwards via Pinfall w/
Moonsault in 7:41
-
The Rock def. Christian Shane via Pinfall w/
Rock Bottom in 00:49
-
Tamina Snuka def. Thunderkitty via Pinfall w/
Superfly Splash in 4:14
PRE-SHOW MATCH
The Revival, Shaquille O'Neal, Doink the Clown, Earl Hebner,
Frederick Culver, Sarah Logan, Barack Obama, Reggie Fils-Amie, Karl
Pilkington, Tony Romo, Aldous Snow, Barney Stinson, Johnny Depp,
Saul, Team LayCool, Joe Goldberg, Vince Russo, JTG, The Shining
Stars, IAmTheEaterOfWorlds, The Cast of Friends, Wayne Gretzky, Mike
Frost, RuPaul, The Cast of Law & Order: SVU, James Franco, Seth
Rogen, Brad Mondo, Sam & Dean Winchester, Impostor Mr. Perfect, Repo-Man,
Muhammad Hassan, Sting, MC Ride, The Scarecrow, Aksana, Steve Carell,
Shigeru Miyamoto, The Big Bad Booty Posse, Dave Meltzer, Bryan
Alvarez, Candice Michelle, Dwight Schrute, Toby Flenderson, Donald
Trump, Mike Quackenbush, Gordon Ramsey, Adam Blampied, Hank Voight,
Jumpin' Jeff Farmer, Drake & Josh, Sanshiro Takagi, Uncle Joe,
Segata Sanshiro, A Dr. Cube Clone, Alfie, Jillian Hall, Oprah
Winfrey, Betty White, The Ascension, No Way HoZay, Michael Bisping,
BLANK, Still Life with Apricots and Pears, Paul Burchill, Charles
Barclay, Avril Lavigne, Charlie Sheen, Bugs Bunny, Conor McGregor,
The Trailer Park Boys, Rivers Cuomo, The Cast of Parks & Recreation,
Nick Gage, Katie Lea Burchill, Shane Dawson, Tommy Dreamer, Tam
Nakano, Tom Brady, Geralt of Rivia, Nacho Libre, Jay & Silent Bob,
Jack from Titanic, Bill & Ted, Enzo Amore, Larry David, Dr. Phil,
Donatello, Michael Myers, Simon Dean, The Boogeyman, Ozzy Osborn,
Antonio Brown, Delirious, Dr. Ken Watanabe, Ronald McDonald, Rob
Gronkrowski, Harry Smith, Prince Nana, Tha' Tru Warriorz, "The
Kosher Chef" Andrew Palmer, Terry Taylor
WINNER
SARAH LOGAN in 4:13
Supremacy.
Tonight is the night.
A black limousine pulls into the parking lot "Earlier Today" and
everyone standing outside the arena stops what they're doing. A
collection of staff members and SGW competitors look on as the
driver climbs out of his seat and makes his way to the rear of the
vehicle, opening the door with excellent showmanship. The live crowd
begins booing loudly as Aliyah and Vanessa Borne step out first,
staring down their noses at the lowers in their presence. After
they've cleared the vehicle, Jinny steps out behind them in a
flowing red gown with the SGW Women's World Championship over her
shoulder.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Welcome to Supremacy, folks... and there she is... Jinny!
The SGW Women's World Champion, arriving in style with her House of
Highers!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] At one hundred and
fifty-five days, not only is she the longest reigning SGW Women's
World Championship... but she's the longest reigning CHAMPION,
period, in Solid Gold Wrestling history!
Aliyah and Vanessa Borne lead the way confidently, keeping the
onlookers at bay until Jinny comes to a halt... only a few feet away
from a handful of SGW's women's roster. Jinny flicks her wrist,
speaking with a wave of her hand.
[ Jinny
] Stop, bitches.
Aliyah and Vanessa stop in their tracks and look back over their
shoulders at Jinny. Jinny curls her upper lip in disgust as the
camera pans over to reveal Candice LeRae hanging out with Shotzi
Blackheart, Starlight Kid, and AZM. Aliyah reaches into her clutch
and removes a medical mask adorned with Arabic print which matches
her outfit. She covers her nose and mouth.
[ Aliyah
] Ugh, gross. Why didn't Jeff Jarrett call to warn us that
there would be poor people air right outside the arena?
[ Vanessa Borne
] It smells so broke out here.
[ Aliyah
] I think I'm gonna be sick.
Jinny shoulders past them and looks at Aliyah with disgust.
[ Jinny
] It might do you a favor to be sick, darling.
Aliyah looks confused.
[ Jinny
] You've put on an incredible amount of weight. It's
unsightly.
[ Vanessa Borne
] Get yourself together, for God's sake.
Jinny ignores the remarks from Borne.
[ Jinny
] Look at these bitches.
The camera focuses on Candice, Shotzi, AZM, and Starlight Kid.
[ Jinny
] This retchid pack of ugly, unstylish monsters could
possibly play a role in my match tonight. Lumberjacks. How
uncivilized. Look at the the one with green hair.
Jinny shakes her head.
[ Jinny
] Just look at her.
Jinny's eyes narrow, disgusted.
[ Jinny
] Take it all in, girls.
[ Aliyah
] So busted.
[ Vanessa Borne
] It breaks my heart that someone let her go out in public
looking like that.
Shotzi glares right back at them, a look of annoyance on her face.
[ Shotzi
Blackheart ] Hey! I can hear
you, ya' know!
Aliyah quickly turns and hides her face.
[ Aliyah
] Oh my god, it's talking to us!
Vanessa Borne turns and gags.
[ Vanessa Borne
] Ugh, who does it think gave it permission to acknowledge
us!?
Shotzi approaches the trio with Candice and Lightning Star in tow.
The live crowd begins to get excited. Jinny meets Shotzi halfway,
standing almost eye to eye with her. The SGW Women's World
Championship glimmers on her shoulder.
[ Shotzi
Blackheart ] You got somethin'
you wanna say?
[ Jinny
] I've many things I would like to say, wildling... but I'm
not certain you would understand them all. Uneducated creature that
you are.
Shotzi smirks.
[ Shotzi
Blackheart ] Ya' know, it ain't
even worth it. I would say that, after I beat the snot outta' Rhea
Ripley tonight, I'll be seein' you sooner than later with that title
on the line... but everybody knows you're not gettin' past Nia Jax
tonight!
The live crowd pops huge.
[ Candice LeRae
] That's right. You've had a good run, Jinny, but it's coming
to an end tonight.
[ Starlight Kid
] < If Nia Jax wins tonight, it will be like having Godzilla
as champion! It is so exciting to imagine! >
AZM glares at Jinny with narrowed eyes.
[
AZM
] < Wrinkly
faced grandma.
>
Jinny looks furious.
[ Jinny
] Disgusting bitches.
Jinny turns to walk away with the Highers in tow but only makes it a
few steps before she's approached by Shayna Baszler. Jinny looks
repulsed by Baszler's face.
[ Shayna Baszler
] Ya' know, Jinny... if you think you're gonna have any
problems out there with the lumberjacks, I might could be able to
help you out for a fair price.
Jinny covers her mouth and gags.
[ Jinny
] So... so HIDEOUS!
The Highers quickly usher Jinny away, inside the building. Shayna
Baszler is left behind, looking confused. She throws her arms out to
the sides, sounding indigant.
[ Shayna Baszler
] Hey! The offer is on the table! That's all I'm sayin'!
We fade out and head to the ring for the first match!
We
head to ringside where we focus on the entranceway for only a few
seconds before... "Glory Days" by Bruce Springsteen hits! The fans
pop huge as Val Venis walks out onto the stage with the SGW World
Heavyweight Championship around his waist! He's already in his gear,
ready to go!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Wait a second, what's going on!?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Um, I'm actually
not sure, Tony... this was originally the slot on the card for our
triple threat match featuring AJ Gray, Lance Archer, and Apollo
Crews! But it appears that Val Venis is here and ready for action!
Val Venis walks down to the ring with purpose and climbs up the
steps. He walks across the apron and wipes his feet before stepping
through the ropes and unsnapping the championship from around his
waist. The fans are all on their feet, buzzing with anticipation as
they wonder what this means. Venis takes the microphone from Justin
Roberts and holds the championship out toward the entranceway as he
begins to speak.
[ Val Venis
] Jimmy Havoc!
The fans pop huge.
[ Val Venis
] JIMMY HAVOC! YOU NO GOOD PIECE OF TRASH!
The fans cheer even louder, realizing what's going down!
[ Val Venis
] I'm not waiting 'til later tonight!
A large "HOLY SHIT!" chant starts up.
[ Val Venis
] You and me, we coulda' had ourselves a legitimate wrestling
match like real men... but all you are, all you allow yourself to
be... uh-uh... that just wasn't good enough for you, was it?! That
bullshit two weeks ago in the parking lot... you wanna fight, you
son of a bitch?! YOU GOT IT! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AND LET'S DO THIS
RIGHT NOW!
He holds the championship over his head.
[ Val Venis
] LET'S GO, JIMMY!
There's a long pause the fans continue cheering and chanting... and
then the lights dim! "I Hope You Suffer" by AFI hits and the fans go
wild! The reality hits them all at once that our SGW World
Heavyweight Championship match is HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!
[ Tony Schiavone
] You've gotta be kidding me! Val Venis versus Jimmy Havoc...
right here! Right now!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Like it or not,
learn t' bloody love it! The SGW World Championship is goin' on
first, gentlemen!
[ Scott Steiner
] I don't agree with everything Val Venis does, but this...
this makes fuckin' sense! Bring emo Skeletor out here and get it
over with! It's time for the old guard to mop up this young blood
and put 'im away once 'n for all!
Jimmy Havoc walks out onto the stage with Noelle Foley next to him.
He's dragging his axe behind him and glaring down at the ring with
brooding intensity. Jimmy Havoc hands the axe to Noelle and removes
his mask and jacket where he stands before--
[ Tony Schiavone
] Val Venis is tired of waiting!
Venis drops the belt on the mat and climbs through the ropes! The
fans go wild as Jimmy Havoc charges down the ramp and meets him
halfway! Jimmy Havoc and Val Venis begins trading punches like men
possessed as the fans lose their minds!
Referee -
Rick Knox
| Time Limit -
60:00
It's an all-out brawl all the way down the ramp until they reach the
ringside area! Havoc and Venis tear at one another like wild animals
until Venis takes over with a knee lift and whips Havoc into the
guardrail... but Havoc reverses it and sends Venis crashing into the
rail instead! Havoc follows him in but Venis is waiting on him and
backdrops him over the rail and into the front row! Havoc lands on
his feet and Venis turns around into a foream to the jaw! Havoc
climbs onto the apron and leaps off... nailing Venis with a flying
clothesline!
[ Tony Schiavone
] All bets are off! They're holding nothing back!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The most
prestigious prize in the business is on the line, Tony! They'd be
fools to take it easy on this night!
Havoc tosses the apron up and goes fishing for plunder. Rick Knox
yells at Havoc to stop what he's doing as he pulls a steel chair
from beneath the ring and throws it under the bottom rope! Havoc
finds a kendo stick as well and tosses that into the ring, too!
Havoc also finds a STOP sign as well but Venis cuts him off with a
forearm to the back before pulling him in... AND NAILING A SNAP
SUPLEX ONTO THE RING STEPS! The fans POP HUGE before groaning in
disgust as Havoc cries out in pain, favoring his back! Venis
descends on Havoc and begins pounding away at his back before using
brute strength to shred Havoc's t-shirt... exposing his BLEEDING
BACK!
[ Scott Steiner
] Disgusting!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Look at the damage done! That suplex on the stairs is a
level of ferocity I don't think we've ever seen from Val Venis!
Venis grabs Havoc by the hair and tosses him under the bottom rope.
He follows Havoc in and goes for a cover but Havoc kicks out at ONE!
Venis pulls Havoc back up and whips him into the ropes. Venis goes
for a clothesline but Havoc ducks it and hits the ropes... and nails
Venis with a clothesline of his own! Venis is right back to his feet
and Havoc is waiting on him with a boot to the gut. Rick Knox is too
busy discarding the steel chair that was in the ring and has his
back turned when Havoc waffles Venis across the back with the kendo
stick! Havoc tosses it out of the ring and snatches Venis' wrist! He
pulls him in and whips him out... ACID RAINMAKER! NO! VENIS DUCKS
IT! BLUE THUNDER BOMB!
[ Tony Schiavone
] GOOD LORD, THAT'S ONE OF HIS MOVES!
Venis covers and cradles both legs! ONE! TWO! THR-- HAVOC KICKS OUT!
Venis rolls right back to his feet and the camera zooms in on his
back, giving us a good look at the bleeding welt that's begun to
form across his shoudlers! Havoc slowly returns to his feet and
Venis charges... BIG CLOTHESLINE! NO! Havoc catches Venis' wrist...
SHORT ARM LARIAT TURNS VENIS INSIDE OUT! Havoc returns to his feet
and climbs the turnbuckles! He waits on Venis to stand! Venis slowly
gets to his feet and Havoc flies... DOUBLE AXE HANDLE-- NO! Venis
catches Havoc on the way down with a BOOT TO THE STOMACH! He pulls
Havoc in... SPIKE PILEDRIVER! The fans pop huge and Venis goes for
the cover! ONE! TWO! THR-- HAVOC KICKS OUT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He won't stay down!
[ Tony Schiavone
] He's tough as nails, that Jimmy Havoc!
Venis shakes his head and points toward the turnbuckles. Venis goes
to the corner and steps out onto the apron. He begins climbing the
ropes and prepares for the MONEY SHOT... but Noelle Foley hops onto
the apron and grabs his ankle! Venis tries to shake her off but
Jimmy Havoc comes alive and leaps onto the ropes, hooking Venis, and
BRINGING HIM DOWN WITH A SUPERPLEX! Jimmy Havoc rolls right back to
his feet with Venis still in his grasp... FALCON ARROW! Havoc
covers! ONE! TWO! THR-- VENIS KICKS OUT! Jimmy Havoc sneers and
mounts Venis, raining punches down on him with reckless abandon!
Venis covers up and Havoc continues punching away before standing up
and SPITTING Venis!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The frustration of
Jimmy Havoc has begun to boil over! Ever since vacating the SGW
Elevation Championship, Jimmy Havoc has suffered setback after
setback! He was unable to defeat Adam Cole for the SGW World
Heavyweight Championship! He was unable to win WrestleBrawl 3 thanks
to Bryan Danielson... and now, he can't keep Val Venis down!
Havoc wipes the hair out of his eyes and gestures toward Noelle! She
slides his axe into the ring and the fans... POP HUGE? Havoc reaches
down and picks up the axe. he looks down at it lovingly and waits on
Venis to return to his feet! Venis stands and Havoc raises the
axe... only for Rick Knox to rip it from his grasp! Rick Knox goes
to dispose of the axe at ringside but Havoc reaches into his tights
and removes BRASS KNUCKLES! Venis charges at him... LARIAT! NO!
Havoc catches him on the turnaround... BRASS KNUCKLES TO THE HEAD!
VENIS STAGGERS OUT! Havoc catches him! ACID RAINMAKERRRRRRRRR-- NO!
VENIS DUCKS IT... BLUE THUNDER BOMB! BOTH MEN ARE OUT!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Both men are down!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] These men have been
going non-stop! They have both entered this match with everything to
lose! Jimmy Havoc can NOT afford another speed bump on his road to
the championship! Val Venis can NOT afford to lose the championship
at this point in his career! This match is EVERYTHING or NOTHING for
both men!
Rick Knox begins the mandatory ten count and gets to seven before
both men begin to stir. They both reach their feet at nine and then
glare at one another from across the ring. They charge at each other
and begins begin trading forearms until Havoc goes to Venis' eyes!
Venis takes a step back, growling in pain, and Havoc pulls him in,
going for the ACID RAINMAKER but Venis ducks out of it! Havoc tries
to catch him on the turnaround with the BRASS KNUCKLES, having never
left his fingers, and Venis catches his wrist! Havoc and Venis
struggle for position and they stagger backward into Rick Knox,
knocking him askew! With Knox distracted, Venis hauls off and BOOTS
HAVOC RIGHT IN THE CROTCH! Havoc doubles over and Venis maintains
his grip on Havoc's wrist, using his free hand to remove the knucks
from Havoc's hand! Venis tosses them and then pulls him in... BLUE
THUNDER BOMB!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I'm not saying I agree with how Venis just took over on
Jimmy Havoc but turnabout is fair play, guys!
Venis goes to the ropes and stands on the top turnbuckle! HE FLIES!
MONEY SHOTTTTT! NO! HAVOC ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! THERE'S NO WATER IN
THE POOL! VENIS LANDS HARD AND SPRINGS RIGHT BACK TO HIS FEET,
FAVORING HIS MID-SECTION! Venis turns around... RUNNING LARIAT FROM
HAVOC... NO! VENIS DUCKS IT! BLUE THUNDER BOMB! Venis covers him!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER & STILL CHAMPION VAL VENIS via PINFALL in 12:48
The fans cheer loudly as Venis rolls off Havoc... however, as Venis
is being presented with the championship belt, we see that Jimmy
Havoc's foot is clearly on the bottom rope! Rick Knox didn't see
that Havoc's foot was on the bottom rope!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Would ya' look at that!
[ Scott Steiner
] Who cares! The right man won!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Rick Knox didn't
see it! He's not registering the foot on the rope! Val Venis has won
the match but... Jimmy Havoc didn't lose, from what I can tell,
gentlemen!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Val Venis must not have noticed it either! As dirty as that
low blow was, I can't imagine Val Venis would accept a victory THAT
tainted!
Rick Knox raises Venis' arm in victory with the SGW World
Heavyweight Championship held high over head. Noelle Foley rolls
into the ring and checks on Havoc as we fade out.
Backstage, the returning Cathy Kelley is standing by with the
reigning Twinstar Champions, Sasha Banks and Bayley. The Boss ‘n Hug
Connection are in their ring gear with Sasha possessing both title
belts as usual. Cathy is dressed in a flowing yellow dress and
looking better than ever.
[ Cathy Kelley
] Hi guys, Cathy Kelley here! I’m back, fully recovered and
ready to get back to it here backstage. My firsts guests are the
current reigning and defending Twinstar Champions, Sasha Banks and
Bayley!
Sasha fakes a smile, forcing it more than ever. Bayley takes the
lead.
[ Bayley
] Cathy, I’d like to say welcome back.
[ Cathy Kelley
] Oh, well thank y-
[ Bayley
] BUT THAT WOULD BE A LIE!
Bayley goes up top for a high-five but Sasha doesn’t play along. As
to not be left hanging, Bayley slaps her hand with her other.
[ Bayley
] A lot of things have happened since you left, Cathy, but
the biggest thing is the rise of Sasha and myself to the top of the
Twinstar division! We run this show!
[ Cathy Kelley
] That’s something I wanted to touch on. Tonight, you face
the former champions, Team Kick, and -
[ Bayley
] Team Kick? More like TEAM SUCKS!
Sasha puts her hand over Bayley’s mouth.
[ Sasha Banks
] We do not speak their names, Cathy.
Sasha’s body language shows distance but her voice is filled with
confidence as usual.
[ Sasha Banks
] Ever since Trish Stratus dropped that atomic bomb on us
that we would be defending my championship, my world has been a
literal hell. How dare she ambush us like this? Huh? How dare Trish
Stratus, who never won anything in SGW, bring tears to my eyes for
the first time ever on camera?!
[ Cathy Kelley
] We’ve seen you cry before.
Sasha stares a hole through her.
[ Cathy Kelley
] Like, a lot.
[ Bayley
] I’ll make you cry, Cathy! Shut your mouth!
[ Sasha Banks
] No. Let her be a fool, Bayley. It’s fine.
Sasha’s smug demeanor confuses Cathy.
[ Sasha Banks
] Sometimes, I cry because it overwhelms me what we do inside
that ring. It’s just, wow, it’s so amazing the magic we create as
our reign grows and grows to such unstoppable heights. So tonight,
the name who shall not be named makes their miraculous return to the
ring, and Cathy, let me be the first to break the news to you.
Sasha’s tone is filled with venom.
[ Sasha Banks
] I’m going to shed tears again tonight.
[ Bayley
] Happy freaking tears!
[ Sasha Banks
] More like tears of anguish. What we’re going to do them is
going to be vile because we have laid waste to this division. We are
the champions, Cathy, and that’s something that will not change!
Starlight Kid and AZM run into the scene with bright smiles on their
faces, and both rush to Cathy and simultaneously bear hug her. For a
moment, Cathy actually enjoys being back to work.
[ Starlight Kid
] <Cathy-san! We missed you!>
[ AZM ] <We
pushed the fat man down stairs to avenge you!>
[ Starlight Kid
] <Then he pooped his pants in his
cast!>
[ AZM ] <I
tried to kill him but alas, another day.>
[ Cathy Kelley
] Hold on. You did what?
Sasha and Bayley look at one another in confusion and then back to
the sight in front of them.
[ Bayley
] Wait, wait, wait… You can understand them?
[ Starlight Kid
] <Can we get chicken nuggies?!>
[ Cathy Kelley
] After the show!
Starlight Kid fists pumps as Sasha scoffs and rolls her eyes.
[ Sasha Banks
] Excuse me? But uh, this is OUR interview segment. We’ve
already beaten your little children. Get them out of the way and let
the real adults shine.
Starlight Kid looks back to Sasha and giggles while mimicking crying
with her fists up to her eyes.
[ Starlight Kid
] <Blue hair cries a lot.>
[ Bayley
] I’LL KILL YOU!
Sasha holds Bayley back and shakes her head. Somehow, in all of
this, Sasha is the least-dramatic person in the room.
[ Sasha Banks
] How did YOU understand that?!
This scene defies all logic.
[ Sasha Banks
] We’ve already beaten them, Bayley. We’re not going to waste
our time. Besides, unlike them… and Cathy… We have purpose here
tonight. Let’s go.
Bayley and Sasha walk off as Lighting Star continues their bear hug
of Queen Cathy. The scene fades.
Moving from ringside to the back, Jay Briscoe finds himself in front
of a camera wearing a Confederate flag bandana around his head, a
Supremacy t-shirt, and camouflage cargo shorts. Mark energetically
paces behind him.
[ Jay Briscoe
] ‘EY, FOR TWO WEEKS, JAY BRISCOE’S BEEN THE TALK OF THE TOWN
AIN’T HE?
[ Mark Briscoe
] THEY DID SO MUCH TALKIN’ ‘BOUT YOU, BOAH!
[ Jay Briscoe
] Hell yeah they did! How I debuted and was so close to
becomin’ Real World Champ! How Jay Briscoe is a bright ‘n shinin’
start in SGDubya.. You know what? All that’s great ‘n all, but I
could give a DAMN about any of that!
[ Mark Briscoe
] NOT JUS’ A DAMN, BUT A GOT DAMN!
[ Jay Briscoe
] Ya’ see, last I checked, bein’ a future star in a company,
ALMOST beatin’ the top dog, that don’t mean SHIT! “Close” only
counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, and I ain’t playin’ no
games!
Mark shakes his head as Jay continues with fire in his voice.
[ Jay Briscoe
] So tonight, I got myself another chance to ‘prove myself.’
Old ass Bret Hart done put me in this Gold Rush match. I ain’t no
genius, so I ain’t gonna’ pretend to know what the match is all
‘bout, so I’ll figure it out when I get out there. I promise you all
this, though. I ain’t here for no consolation prizes. My ass is here
to win that Intercontinental title!
[ Mark Briscoe
] YA’LL BOYS BETTER MAN UP! DEM BOYZ IS COMIN’ OUT FIRIN’
TONIGHT!
Applause is heard off camera.
Sarcastic, slow-moving, applause.
[ Jon Moxley
] The Briscoe Brothers, what poets.
Jon Moxley continues his slow clapping, interrupting Jay’s promo.
Jay clinches his jaws, holding his anger back as Moxley continues.
[ Jon Moxley
] Inspirational guy. Helluva debut you had. The people love
you. That’s great and all, but like you said, close won’t cut it
here. Hell, I’ve been ‘close’ in a lot of situations and I haven’t
got shit to show for it.
It’s a stare down between the two with neither man flinching.
[ Jon Moxley
] So this Gold Rush match, that makes two of us sick and
tired of simply participating. It’s time for me to get over the
hump. It’s time to prove the worth and stop settling for just
existing!
[ Jay Briscoe
] Then you’d better kill my ass if you want that belt.
[ Jon Moxley
] Be careful what you ask for.
Then, Jake Roberts and Lance Archer pass by en route to the ring.
Lance Archer towers over the two, amused by the sight of the
bickering.
[ Jon Moxley
] Can I help you with something?
Clad in a leather jacket and a soured expression, Roberts stops to
give them words to remember.
[ Jake Roberts
] You know, my daddy always told
me something.
He smiles as he recalls the words from his past.
[ Jake Roberts
] Arguing with a fool only
proves that there are two.
Roberts then bows his head and takes a step back.
[ Jake Roberts
] Our apologies for intruding on
your moment, gentlemen. Good luck tonight.
As Roberts and Archer exit the scene, the Briscoes and Moxley
continue their stare down. We go to the ring for our next match.
Referee -
Paul Turner
| Time Limit -
30:00
Apollo Crews and AJ Gray start the match off by double teaming the
larger Lance Archer. Archer does his best to fight both of them off
and create some space, but they just keep flocking back to him, even
trying to toss him over the top rope like a battle royal.
[ Scott Steiner
] I DONE SAT THROUGH ONE BATTLE ROYAL AND I’LL BE DAMNED IF I
DO ANOTHER!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Scott, this is a
triple threat but their strategy is an attempt to eliminate the
larga’ competitor to be able to take on one anotha’!
They succeed and dump Archer to the outside. Jake Roberts rounds the
corner of the ring and checks on his client. Back inside the ring,
Crews and Gray begin trading back and forth forearms until Apollo
Crews stuns with an enziguri! He hoists Gray over his head and drops
him with a Gorilla Press Slam and immediately hits a backflip into a
pinning combination! One, two, no!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Guys, I’ll tell ya’, Apollo Crews is impressive for his
size.
Crews dives over the top and crashes into Archer! He then springs
back into the ring and continues trying to work on Gray. The
strategy of keeping the big man out of the match works well early
on. That is.. Until Lance Archer slides back into the ring and
levels Apollo Crews with a big boot!
[ Tony Schiavone
] And add that to Lance Archer, too! Wow, what a boot!
Archer drags Gray up by the hair and goes for a chokeslam, but Gray
blocks it, kicks Archer in the gut, DDT! He goes up top and
immediately dives off, hitting a monster LEG DROP! The fans "ooh"
and "ahh" at the perfect execution.
Apollo Crews hits a basement dropkick on Gray and sprints against
the ropes. Gray ducks a clothesline and hits an uppercut on Apollo.
NASHVILLE NUKE! Here comes Archer, GRAY PULLS DOWN THE TOP ROPE AND
ARCHER TOPPLES OVER TO THE OUTSIDE! Gray covers Apollo - one, two,
three! AJ Gray wins!
WINNER
AJ GRAY via PINFALL in 4:11
[ Tony Schiavone
] What an impressive debut for AJ Gray! With the Supremacy
card mostly filled up, the Championship Committee gave these three
men an opportunity to impress and they did just that!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] These three showed
a lot of promise and heart in this one and it’s goin’ to be excitin’
to see them blossom into bonafide SGW stars!
We
quickly go backstage where we see Charly Caruso standing by outside
a dressing room with the name "JEFF JARRETT" written across it. The
fans cheer loudly. Caruso has a big smile on her face as she begins
to speak.
[ Charly Caruso
] Ladies and gentlemen, I'm anxiously awaiting the
opportunity to speak to the head of the Championship Commitee... and
one half of tonight's main event, Mr. Jeff Jarrett!
The fans cheer loudly.
[ Charly Caruso
] Let's see if we can get a word.
She prepares to knock on the door but a hand comes in from
off-camera, stopping her. The camera slowly pans over to reveal
Randy Orton, already in full gear. The fans boo loudly as Orton
glares at her. He lets go of her wrist.
[ Randy Orton
] Don't do that.
She looks confused.
[ Randy Orton
] Have you no respect, Charly?
[ Charly Caruso
] I... I don't understand--
[ Randy Orton
] Exactly. You... don't... understand.
He glares at her, trembling with intensity.
[ Randy Orton
] You wouldn't.
He points off camera, staring a hole through her.
[ Randy Orton
] Leave... and don't you dare come back.
She swallows hard and quickly leaves. Orton watches her go and then
slowly turns to look at the door she was prepared to knock on. Orton
reaches out and allows the tips of his fingers to brush along the
letters on the door. Orton takes a deep breath.
[ Randy Orton
] Tonight.
And then he exhales.
[ Randy Orton
] It ends.
Without another word, he walks off-camera. The camera slowly zooms
in, focusing on the words "JEFF JARRETT" emblazoned across the
door... until we fade out.
Referee -
Mike Chioda
| Time Limit -
30:00
Danhausen enters at number one since he was the competitor pinned by
Chris Jericho in the six pack challenge two weeks ago. Steve Corino,
unfortunately, drew unlucky number two. With Corino and Danhausen
meeting in the center of the ring, Mike Chioda holds up the vacant
SGW Intercontinental Championship and then hands it off to Justin
Roberts before calling for the bell! As soon as the bell rings,
Steve Corino boots Danhausen right in the face, knocking him on his
ass!
[ Tony Schiavone
] And just like that, we're off to the races in only the
third-ever Gold Rush match! Danhausen and Steve Corino are your
unlucky numbers one and two!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] It might be the
third-ever but its set to be the biggest and most historic Gold Rush
match ever! Not only is it the biggest Gold Rush match so far with
twelve hungry competitors, but it has the highest stakes with the
oldest championship in SGW history on the line!
Steve Corino stays on Danhausen, pummeling away at him with rights
and lefts before going for a quick pin... only to get two! Danhausen
fights back from the ground, throwing punches and forearms into the
rotund mid-section of Steve Corino before Corino knocks him right
back down with a huge forearm of his own, right to the jaw! Steve
Corino maintains control, gripping Danhausen on either side of his
head as he pulls him to his feet. Corino pulls Danhausen in and
drills him in with a stalling brainbuster! Corino remains in a
seated position and dusts his hands off before going for the cover
once again! One! Two! Danhausen kicks out! Corino looks pissed but
doesn't have time to react any further before the timer begins
counting down from ten!
[
#3 -
Jay Briscoe
]
The fans pop huge as Jay Briscoe explodes from the back, climbs onto
the apron, and climbs the turnbuckles from the outside! He perches
on the top rope and leaps off, hitting Steve Corino with a double
axe handle right to the top of the head! The fans go nuts as Briscoe
flies right back to his feet and catches Danhausen as he stands up,
booting him in the stomach and planting him with a JAY DRILLER!
[ Scott Steiner
] This redneck piece o' shit is dealin' out some serious
punishment!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] One has to question
his confederate flag attire in this political climate, however,
wouldn't you say?
Before Jay can go for a cover, Steve Corino dumps him to the floor
and covers Danhausen himself! The fans boo as Mike Chioda counts!
One! Two! Thre-- Danhausen gets his foot on the bottom rope! Corino
gets up and pulls Danhausen up off the mat. He ragdolls him backward
into the turnbuckles and then charges in, kicking Danhausen right in
the face one of those boots, custom made from Arn Anderson! Corino
turns to charge out of the corner but walks right into a SPRINGBOARD
DROPKICK from Jay Briscoe! Briscoes flies back to his feet, runs up
on Danhausen, and slings him up into a seated position on the top
rope. Jay follows him up and sets him up for a superplex... but
Corino slips in underneath him... and POWERBOMBS BRISCOE TO THE MAT,
SUPERPLEXING DANHAUSEN IN THE PROCESS! All three men are down as the
timer counts down once again!
[
#4 -
Christopher Daniels
]
Christopher Daniels emerges from the back with Frankie Kazarian in
tow! The fans boo loudly as Daniels stands on the apron for a second
with Kazarian applauding him... until Daniels gestures for Kazarian
to go to the back, shouting "I GOT THIS! I'M THE GOLD RUSH GENERAL!"
He charges down to the ring with a huge smile on his face as
Kazarian turns and goes to the back!
[ Scott Steiner
] Look at this fuckin' goober!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Christopher Daniels entered Gold Rush 2 at number one,
defending the SGW Limitless Championship! He does have Gold Rush
experience, coming in!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He pinned Starlight
Kid in that match with help from Chris Dickinson! Never forget! Yes,
never forget the time that Christopher Daniels needed help to
eliminate a female child from a championship match!
Daniels slides under the bottom rope and surveys the damage. All
three men are down in the ring! Daniels smiles and drags his thumb
across his throat before picking Jay Briscoe up off the mat. He
hoists him up... ANGEL'S WINGS! The fans boo loudly! Daniels covers
him and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
Jay Briscoe via Pinfall
]
Daniels is laughing maniacally and points toward the ramp, "GET
OUTTA MY RING, PAL! YOU'RE ELIMINATED!" But before Daniels can
capitalize on Danhausen or Corino, Zack Sabre, Jr. emerges from the
back and charges down the ramp. Daniels looks shocked! Sabre climbs
onto the apron and taunts Daniels, drawing his attention long enough
for... Danhausen to schoolboy him! One! Two! Three!
[
Eliminated -
Christopher Daniels via Pinfall
]
The fans pop huge! Daniels can't believe it! Zack Sabre, Jr. hops
off the apron but Daniels follows him out! They clash on the ramp
and begin slugging it out until they disappear behind the curtain!
Danhausen is ecstatic, unable to believe he just pinned the former
SGW Limitless Champion... but he turns right around into a SUPERKICK
from Steve Corino! Corino falls on top of him! ONE! TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
Danhausen via Pinfall
]
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] AND THEN THERE WAS
ONE!
Steve Corino is the last man in the ring! He remains on his knees,
laughing out loud as Danhausen is helped out of the ring! Corino
looks all too pleased with himself until the timer begins to count
down once again!
[
#5 -
Jon Moxley
]
The fans erupt as Jon Moxley charges out from the back, looking like
someone pissed in his Cheerios! Moxley walks with purpose down to
the ring and rolls inside before turning Corino inside out with a
clothesline! Corino lands in a seated position and Moxley pulls him
back up to his feet. Moxley lays into Corino with lefts and rights!
Corino covers up and tries to deflect but Moxley is relentless!
[ Scott Steiner
] This guy, Mox! I used t' think he looks like shit 'til I
saw him next to Steve Corino! God damn! That fat ass Corino makes
Mox look like Lex Luger in his prime!
Moxley backs Corino into the corner and lays into him until Corino
falls down into a seated position. Moxley stomps away at Corino
until Corino finally rolls under the bottom rope to escape. Moxley
follows him out and Corino is waiting on him with a rake to the
eyes! Moxley backs up, cursing Corino loudly... until Corino
delivers a sickening back rake! Moxley staggers away from Corino, in
visible discomfort! Corino takes Moxley by his shoulders and whips
him around. He whips Moxley into the guardrail and then follows him
in... only for Moxley to throw his boot up and catch Corino in the
chin! Corino staggers back and Moxley follows him out, booting him
in the stomach and delivering THE PARADIGM SHIFT ON THE FLOOR!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THAT'S HIS MOVE!
[ Scott Steiner
] You can hit whatever you want on that guy on the outside!
Good luck gettin' that fat bastard back in the ring! Jon Moxley and
his shrimpy little arms ain't gonna get it done! He'd have better
luck takin' a trip up t' Heaven and punchin' out God!
Sure enough, Moxley can't get Corino up off the floor to force him
under the bottom rope! As Moxley struggles to get Corino in the
ring, the timer counts down once again!
[
#6 -
Maxwell Jacob Friedman
]
The fans boo loudly as Maxwell Jacob Friedman emerges from the back
with Wardlow behind him. Unlike Daniels, MJF does not tell Wardlow
to head to the back... instead, he gestures for him to follow! MJF
charges down and immediately nails Moxley from behind with a forearm
before whipping him around and throwing him back first into the ring
steps!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] MJF is not above
taking a shortcut to get ahead! Not only does he attack Jon Moxley
from behind, but he's encouraging involvement from the dastardly
Wardlow!
MJF snatches Moxley up by the sides of his head and throws him
underneath the bottom rope! MJF follows him in but Moxley is already
staggering back to his feet. MJF approaches from behind but Moxley
catches him off guard with a back elbow before whipping around and
booting MJF in the stomach. He pulls him in... PARADIGM SHIFT-- NO!
WHACK! WARDLOW STRUCK MOXLEY IN THE BACK WITH A CHAIR! Mike Chioda
calls for the bell!
[
Eliminated -
Maxwell Jacob Friedman via Disqualification
]
The fans boo loudly as MJF falls away from Moxley and looks up in
horror as he realizes he's been disqualified! Moxley falls to all
fours and Wardlow smashes him in the back with the chair again! The
fans continue booing, even as the timer counts down once again!
[
#7 -
CM
Punk
]
CM
Punk walks out onto the stage with Paul Heyman and AJ Lee behind
him. They both turn and walk to the back after Punk rises from one
knee, shouting "IT'S FUCKIN'... CLOBBERIN' TIIIIIIIIME!" and charges
down to the ring! He slides under the bottom rope and eyeballs MJF
and Wardlow before MJF shrugs and gestures toward Moxley and leaves
the ring! Moxley writhes around on the mat until CM Punk snatches
him up, throws him onto his shoulders... and delivers GO TO
SLEEEEEEEEEEP! Punk covers! One! Two! Three!
[
Eliminated -
Jon Moxley via Pinfall
]
The fans boo loudly as Punk remains next to Moxley with a big smile
on his face before pressing his hands together and holding them
against his cheek.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What an impact by CM Punk! Taking out a competitor the
caliber of Jon Moxley, just like that!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He owes a debt of
gratitude to MJF, I think, Tony!
Steve Corino rolls under the bottom rope, looking out of sorts. CM
Punk meets him coming in with a BICYCLE KNEE and then hoists him
onto his shoulders!
[ Scott Steiner
] This little Punk guy is a lot stronger than he looks!
Corino spins around, airplane spin style, and Corino slips out
behind him! He pushes Punk foward and then catches him on the
turnaround with a SUPERKICK-- NO! Punk deflects it and nails Corino
with a SPINNING BACKFIST! Corino looks out on his feet... and Punk
nails him with a big ROUNDHOUSE KICK before hoisting him onto his
shoulders again... only for Corino to elbow his way out! They both
clash in the center of the ring and begins trading forearms as the
counter ticks down once again!
[
#8 -
Nunzio
]
Nunzio charges out from the back and slides under the bottom rope,
immediately nailing Steve Corino with a basement dropkick, right to
the knees! Corino drops to both knees and CM Punk immediately grabs
both wrists and KNEES CORINO RIGHT IN THE FACE! As soon as Corino
goes down, Nunzio comes off the top rope... WITH THE SICILIAN SLICE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] BIG AIR FROM THE ITALIAN SHOOTER!
[ Scott Steiner
] SHOOTER?! That's hell of an allegation, Tony! Nunzio ain't
never been tied to no shootin's!
Before Nunzio can go for a cover, CM Punk snatches Nunzio off the
mat and hoists him onto his shoulders! He spins around a few times
and then NAILS HIM WITH THE GO TO SLEEP! CM Punk covers Nunzio! ONE!
TWO! THR-- BIG VITO PULLS CM PUNK OUT OF THE RING! The fans erupt in
boos! CM Punk wastes no time in nailing Big Vito with a SPINNING
BACKFIST and then dumping him over the rail and into the front row!
Punk is all fired up! He turns to re-enter the ring... and gets
nailed with a baseball slide from Steve Corino! The timer begins
counting down!
[
#9 -
"Diamond" Dallas Page
]
DDP charges out from the back, ALL JACKED UP, and slides under the
bottom rope! Steve Corino begs him off but DDP isn't gonna be
denied! Corino goes for a clothesline but DDP ducks it and catches
Corino on the turnaround with... THE DIAMOND CUTTER! The fans pop
huge! Corino rolls under the bottom rope, avoiding being pinned!
[ Tony Schiavone
] DDP HAS STILL GOT IT!
[ Scott Steiner
] God damn right, he does! Get 'em, Page!
DDP points down at Nunzio on the mat and pulls him back up to his
feet with hands on either side of his head. Page tosses Nunzio into
the corner and begins peppering him with rights and lefts before
letting Nunzio stagger out of the corner... before delivering a
DISCUS CLOTHESLINE! DDP throws up the DIAMOND CUTTER hand sign but
then turns right around into a backfist from CM Punk! Punk hoists
him up onto his shoulders but DDP slips out behind him and whips him
around... DIAMOND CUTTER ON CM PUNK! DDP goes for the cover! One!
Two! Thr-- Punk got a hand on the bottom rope! DDP shakes his head,
disappointed, as the timer counts down again.
[
#10 -
Triple H
]
The fans boo loudly as Triple H walks out from the back with
Stephanie McMahon next to him. He stands on the stage for a moment,
looking out at the fans with disdain before holding up his hand and
wagging it back and forth. The camera draws closer to Triple H and
looks right into the lens.
[ Triple H
] You all saw what happened two weeks ago... I defeated the
SGW World Heavyweight Champion! I'm in line for a shot... at
something much bigger than this.
He points at the ring and then at himself with both thumbs.
[ Triple H
] I DON'T NEED THIS!
Triple H turns and walks through the curtain, abandoning the match!
Mike Chioda looks confused... but then calls for the bell!
[
Eliminated -
Triple H via Forfeit
]
Inside the ring, Steve Corino has returned and is pummeling DDP with
forearms to the back. Nunzio has returned to his feet and he double
teams DDP with Corino, assisting with a DOUBLE SUPLEX! Corino and
Nunzio begin putting the boots to DDP before CM Punk returns to the
fight, nailing Nunzio with a SHOTGUN DROPKICK that sends him
ragdolling into the corner! Steve Corino visibly mouths "HOLY SHIT"
before Punk fires up off the mat and nails him with a huge
roundhouse kick! Corino goes down and CM Punk goes to the top
rope... MACHO MAN ELBOW ON DDP! CM Punk covers him! ONE! TWO! THR--
DDP KICKS OUT! The timer begins counting down!
[
#11 -
Keith Lee
]
The fans pop huge as Keith Lee emerges from the back, all fired up
and ready to go! Keith Lee casually walks down to ringside and steps
inside. He looks around the ring at the remaining competitors.
Corino, DDP, and Nunzio are all down. CM Punk is the last man
standing. CM Punk looks around and then charges at Keith Lee... only
to walk right into the BIG BANG CATASTROPHE! Keith Lee covers! ONE!
TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
CM
Punk via Pinfall
]
Keith Lee springs right back and points at Nunzio, still seated in
the corner! Keith Lee charges in... CORNER CANNONBALL! The fans
groan with sympathy pain and Keith Lee pulls Nunzio out before
scooping him up... BIG BANG CATASTROPHE ON NUNZIO! Keith Lee covers!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
Nunzio via Pinfall
]
Keith Lee returns to his feet with a cocky smile on his face. He
points down at Corino and pulls him up off the mat... only for
Corino to nail him with a forearm! Corino and Keith Lee trade
forearms until DDP returns to the fight, nailing Corino with a
forearm of his own, to the back! DDP and Keith Lee whip Corino into
the ropes... Keith Lee BODY PRESSES CORINO IN THE AIR... AND HE
FALLS DOWN INTO A DIAMOND CUTTER! DDP starts to go for the cover...
but Keith Lee stops him! Keith Lee wants the pin! Keith Lee and DDP
both argue over who gets to pin Corino until finally DDP insists
that Keith Lee take it... but as Keith Lee starts to go for the
cover, DDP boots him in the stomach and pulls him... SNAP SUPLEX ON
KEITH LEE... ONTO STEVE CORINO!
[ Scott Steiner
] God damn! Keith Lee and Steve Corino! That's gotta be a
thousand pounds combined! Couple o' god damn walkin' heart attacks
waitin' to happen!
DDP covers both men! ONE! TWO! TH-- KEITH AND CORINO BOTH KICKS OUT
AT THE LAST SECOND! DDP looks shocked as the timer counts down!
[
#12 -
Chris Jericho
]
The fans boo loudly as Jericho takes his time making his full
entrance, including pyrotechnics! Despite the boos, the fans sing
along with "Judas" as Jericho makes his way down, looking at them
with disgust.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] There he is, lucky
number twelve!
[ Tony Schiavone
] There's been quite the bit of discussion about whether or
not Steve Corino and Chris Jericho could coexist in the match. By
hook or crook, Steve Corino is still in this match so I guess we'll
find out!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] We're down to
Corino, Jericho, Keith Lee, and "Diamond" Dallas Page! What a final
foursome this is!
Jericho takes his time walking up the steps and climbs into the
ring. Corino and Keith Lee are still down. Jericho eyeballs DDP
before pointing at him with a shaky finger and shouting "WHAT THE
HELL ARE YOU STILL DOING IN HERE, OLD MAN!?" DDP and Jericho circle
each other before tying up in the center of the ring! They fight for
position until Jericho takes over with a knee lift and dumps Page
through the ropes, to the floor below! Jericho whips around and
yells "YEAH, COME ON, BABY!" but walks right into a BIG BANG
CATASTROPHE FROM KEITH LEE! The fans come UNGLUED... but Keith Lee
turns right around into... A SUPERKICK FROM STEVE CORINO! Corino
covers Keith Lee! ONE! TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
Keith Lee via Pinfall
]
The fans boo loudly as Corino rolls off of Keith Lee while laughing
his ass off. And then Corino notices Jericho out, flat on his back.
He eyeballs the fallen Jericho and clearly thinks it over...
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh no! What's he gonna do!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He's thinking about
it, Tony!
[ Scott Steiner
] It's every man for himself! Do what you gotta do, fat ass!
Corino shakes his head and rolls out of the ring, grabbing DDP by
his pants and pulling him back up to his feet. He tosses Page into
the ring and follows him inside before going for the cover! One!
Two! Th-- DDP kicks out! The fans cheer loudly! Suddenly, those
cheers turn to boos as Britt Baker emerges from the back and runs
down to ringside, pounding on the mat! She points at Jericho,
shouting "PIN HIM! GET HIM OUT OF THE MATCH, STEVE!" Corino looks at
her like she's crazy and returns to his feet.
[ Tony Schiavone
] A line has been drawn in the sand, it seems! Britt Baker
overheard the things that Chris Jericho said about Adam Cole two
weeks ago... she knows what he's up to!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] She doesn't want
her man to fall out of favor with the bloody Origin! She's tryin' to
work Steve Corino to Adam Cole's favor, it seems!
Corino looks at her, confused, and she climbs onto the apron, still
pointing at Jericho! "You've got to pin him! Take the belt for
yourself-- LOOK OUT!" Jericho charges from behind and Corino moves!
Jericho collides with Britt Baker, knocking her off the apron!
Jericho snarls, looking enraged! Corino shoves Jericho! "What the
hell are you doing, man!?" Jericho shoves Corino back and throws his
hands out to the side, "What are you talkin' about, dummy!? I DIDN'T
DO THAT!" Corino shove Jericho AGAIN! "You tried to attack me from
behind!" Jericho looks indigant, "NO I DIDN'T! DON'T BE A STUPID
IDIO--" DDP nails Corino from behind, causing him to knock heads
with Jericho! Jericho goes down and DDP whips Corino around...
DIAMOND CUTTER! He covers Corino! ONE! TWO! THREE!
[
Eliminated -
Steve Corino via Pinfall
]
The fans pop huge as DDP shoots straight back up to his feet... only
to immediately get nailed with the JUDAS EFFECT! Chris Jericho
covers DDP and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER & NEW CHAMPION CHRIS JERICHO via PINFALL in 33:02
The fans boo loudly as Terry Taylor climbs into the ring with the
SGW Intercontinental Championship. He presents it to Chris Jericho,
who demands that Terry Taylor strap it around his waist!
[ Scott Steiner
] You're gonna need a longer strap for that to work, big boy!
I'll give ya' this, SGW, this definitely was the biggest Gold Rush
ever! And by biggest, I mean filled with FAAAAAT ASSES!
Terry Taylor snaps the title around Jericho's waist as Steve Corino
rolls out of the ring, greeted by Britt Baker. Britt Baker helps
Corino to the back, keeping her eyes on the ring and shaking her
head in disgust as Jericho continues celebrating.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The oldest
championship in SGW history has finally found a new home around the
waist of Chris Jericho! Outlasting eleven other men on this night!
As soon as Taylor gets the title secured around Jericho's waist,
Jericho unsnaps the belt and holds it up in front of the camera,
pointing at it and shouting, "THIS IS WHAT THAT ORIGIN LIFE IS ALL
ABOUT, BABY! YEAH! CHRIS JERICHO IS ORIGIN FOR LIFE! THIS IS FOR
YOU, ARN! IT'S ALSO... ABOUT ME! IT'S FOR YOU! BUT IT'S MOSTLY FOR
ME! HEY!" He points at a fan who threw half a watermelon into the
ring at him, "CUT THAT OUT, JERKY!" The fans continue booing as
Jericho celebrates with his newly won championship and we fade out.
The brawl between Zack Sabre, Jr. and Christopher Daniels has
escalated to the backstage area. Daniels gets thrown over a table,
taking a computer and some monitors with him!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] C’mon dickhead, fight me!
ZSJ hops over the table and kicks Daniels in the head, then pulls
him up. ZSJ presses Daniels’ face against the wall.
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] We’re not a bloody fuckin’
stable, mate. Never was. I want nothin’ to do wit’ you and your
buddy, Kazarian. All I wanted out of this was a shot in Gold Rush.
Daniels pushes ZSJ back and gives him a STO through the table!
Daniels stands over Sabre.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] Good, because you
aren’t good enough to EVER be in Disrespect U 2: The New Class!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] You recruited me, dickhead!
[ Christopher
Daniels ] And yet, you still
hung around me… IDIOT!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] You kissed a corpse, got puke
all ova’ your mouth and shit.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] HOW DARE YOU SPEAK HER
NAME?!
Still laying in the middle of table debris, ZSJ has a puzzled look
on her face.
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] But, I didn’t. Strictly
against the rules an’ all.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] HOW DARE YOU SPEAK HER
NAME?!
Daniels dives on top of Sabre and the two begin scuffling around.
Daniels covers Sabre’s nose and mouth with his hands.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT,
ZACKARY!
ZSJ kicks his legs up and puts Daniels in a headscissors! He then
quickly rolls out of it and on top of Daniels. The brawling
continues as Daniels pushes him off enough to create some
separation.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] You cost me the
Intercontinental title!
[ Zack Sabre Jr.
] As if you were winnin’ it
anyway!
[ Christopher
Daniels ] I might have!
And the least-inspiring brawl in SGW continues as Daniels swings but
Sabre blocks it and wraps Daniels up in a headlock. The two trade
fists, trying to gain an advantage until finally, road agents hit
the scene and break things up. Things between Christopher Daniels
and Zack Sabre, Jr. has only just started to escalate!
[ Frankie
Kazarian ] What in the blue
hell?
Coming around the corner, Frankie Kazarian sees a brawl unfolding in
front of him as he takes a big bite of a sandwich. With the two now
separated, Daniels stands beside Frankie as ZSJ is being held back.
[ Christopher
Daniels ] Where the hell were
you?!
[ Frankie
Kazarian ] Sorry. I wasn’t
expecting you to be in a backstage brawl in the MIDDLE OF YOUR
MATCH, Chris!
ZSJ breaks free from the road agents and dives on the two, taking
both members of Bad Influence down! The road agents swarm once
again, doing their best to break things up as the scene fades.
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards
| Time Limit -
30:00
Ever affable, El Generico elects to start this tag team match with
an offered handshake to Ice Cream Jr. – who accepts, much to the
chagrin of Kevin Steen!
[ Kevin Steen
] OH MY GOD, GENERICO! ARE YOU ACTUALLY SERIOUS?! YOUR HANDS
ARE GONNA BE ALL STICKY AND WHEN YOU TAG ME IN, MY HANDS ARE GONNA
GET STICKY! THAT’S ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT! GET OVER HERE, YOU IDIOT!
Generico’s head sinks in depression as he slinks towards his corner,
hand slightly aloft for a tag, but Steen shoves him backwards!
[ Aubrey Edwards
] Tag! Steen, you’re in!
Steen’s eyes cut like a knife through the tension-filled air towards
Edwards as he steps through the ropes, watching with hate-filled
eyes as Generico steps to the apron sadly. Once the masked man is
there, Steen leathers him with a huge slap across the face! Orlando
begins booing voraciously as Mr. Wrestling steps back to the apron
and begins shoving Generico into the ring.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What a despicable human is this Kevin Steen! He’s got a
real problem!
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell yeah, he does – and it’s his pantry! SWEETS! CHIPS!
CANDIES! SUGAR NIPS! AND THAT’S NOT A SNACK, THAT’S THAT FAAAT ASSS
STEEN!
Once in the ring, El Generico engages into a showing of technical
prowess with Ice Cream Jr., showing the skill that has preceded
Generico alongside his pleasant personality and cheerful demeanor in
the ring. Junior hooks a front face lock, but Generico lifts and
tosses the Dairy Deviant forwards, leaping into a beautiful
headscissors in a simultaneous fashion, dragging the Ice Cream to
the ground. Junior leaps up and runs under a Generico clothesline
and hooks the Generic Luchador for a bulldog – but Generico
maintains control and shifts his opponent’s weight, spinning him
through and around with a scintillating Blue Thunder Bomb! COVER!
ONE! TWO! Hijo breaks up the cover!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] El Generico has all
the skill in the world, gentlemen – he’s a kind soul and has an
incredible amount of talent in those four ropes!
Hijo and Junior lift Generico and sling him into the ropes as Kevin
Steen shouts disparaging remarks for all of them from the comfort of
the ring apron. As Generico returns to center ring, Los Ice Creams
deliver a double back body drop! Steen screams for his partner to
“get off his lazy ass” and tag him in immediately, but Hijo is the
only legal tag to be made, stepping quickly in and out of the ring
to become legal before he and his brother stop the crawling luchador.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Don’t take the Ice Creams lightly, gentlemen – they may be
a comical duo, but they’re former SGW World Tag Team Champions!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Too true! And now –
they’ve got El Generico on the ropes!
Steen doesn’t wait for any tag from Generico, nor approval from
Edwards, stepping illegally into the ring and double clotheslining
the Ice Creams to the mat! Steen grabs Generico by the wrist and
drags him to their corner, stepping back out to the apron, reaching
and tagging Generico with a slap to the back of the neck! Mr.
Wrestling hops back through the ropes and gets to work, slinging
Hijo back-first into the far turnbuckles! Junior is next and takes
an Irish Whip into his partner, falling to his rear end on impact –
and he’s right in Steen’s path!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] FIRE ON THE OPEN
SEAS!
CANNONBALL! Junior is smashed and Hijo takes a bit of the impact
from Steen’s blow, pausing as Mr. Wrestling staggers up and throws
Junior into the other corner, stalking in – but Hijo reaches to stop
Steen, stretching his arm as far as it will go until –
HELLUVA KICK! Generico cleans Hijo’s clock! Steen shoves Junior into
the corner and the duo focus their efforts, each chopping Hijo once
before Generico begins tussling with the taller Ice Cream. Steen
turns to handle the other member of LIC, noticing Junior is on the
top rope and rushes in – but the Ice Cream greets him with a boot to
the face! DiBiase begins yelling for his charge to make his move as
the Ice Cream stands tall on the top rope.
Junior leaps, soaring through the air with a crossbody – but Steen
catches him! Without dropping or hesitating, Mr. Wrestling slings
Junior around his back and drives him down into the mat with a
modified Air Raid Siren!
[ Tony Schiavone
] God almighty, what a move!
Steen is up quickly, grabs the approaching El Hijo del Ice Cream and
cracks him with a Manhattan Drop! Steen pops up off the mat, booting
Hijo in the gut and hooking all his limbs just so, lifting and –
dropping!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] PACKAGE PILEDRIVER!
The impact is staggering, but Steen rolls Hijo over and into the
waiting arms of his partner as Atlanta gasps! Generico takes Hijo
and hooks him in a front facelock, slinging his arm over his head –
but hesitating!
[ Scott Steiner
] FINISH IT, YOU FAKE MEXICAN!
The veins in Steen’s neck bulge and his face grows beet red.
[ Kevin Steen
] WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DO IT! DO IT! WE ARE HERE TO WIN! DO
IT! DO IT!
Generico closes his eyes, grits his teeth and lifts Hijo into the
air, then spikes him down at a gross angle with a sickening
BRAINBUSTER! Generico sulks a moment but repositions for the cover –
one! T—WAIT! Steen shoves Generico from the cover and across the
ring, hooking Hijo’s leg and yanking it tight, nodding his head with
each smack of the mat – one! Two! Three!
WINNERS KEVIN STEEN & EL GENERICO
via PINFALL in 5:24
Steen presses off the mat and screams out energy, punching the top
rope as the bell finishes ringing and “Olé” begins playing again.
Generico, excited too, throws a single finger into the air and claps
Steen on the back, but Mr. Wrestling turns and shoves his masked
partner to the mat again!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Now just what in the world is going on here?!
[ Kevin Steen
] WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! YOU THINK YOU’RE JUST
GONNA MAKE A PINFALL? HOW FREAKIN’ SELFISH ARE YOU?! WHAT WERE YOU
THINKING?!
Generico holds his hand up, trying to calm his partner’s fury, but
it’s no dice.
[ Kevin Steen
] NOW YOU WANT A FREAKIN’ HIGH FIVE?! THIS IS NO TIME FOR
THAT – I LITERALLY JUST PILEDROVE A SOFT SERVE! MY CAREER IS ON LIFE
SUPPORT AND HIGH FIVING YOU MEANS IT’S BURIED SIX FEET UNDER!
[ Scott Steiner
] This guy is fat!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Finally, Scott, you verbally abuse one of the many horri—
[ Scott Steiner
] SHUT THE HELL UP AND LET ME FINISH! This guy is fat!...
Steen kicks Generico’s hand away and storms through the ropes to the
floor, shaking his head, annoyed.
[ Scott Steiner
] BUT! HE HATES THESE ICE CREAM MORONS! HE HATES THAT FAKE
MEXICAN MASKED LOSER! I’M CONFLICTED! BUT MAINLY – HE’S FAT!
Generico rolls under the ropes and leaps into the air, pumping his
fist and running to catch up with his partner. Meanwhile, Steen
turns, having thought he heard fun being had, only to find an
again-moping Generico. The Orlando fans are excited and cheer
Generico, who looks barely able to contain his excitement over the
win, but Steen sees through their cheers and curses several fans as
they reach the stage.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Steen’s…quite the
character…but he and Generico make a wonderful tandem – one that
could possibly take the Tag Team Division by storm! That’s former
Tag Team Champions they just defeated!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don’t understand the sour attitude on Kevin Steen, guys!
He won and his partner’s just trying to celebrate with him!
Steen looks over his shoulder and notices Generico giving a thumbs
up to a small girl sitting in the stands. He grabs his partner by
the mask and begins swearing inaudibly as we cut back to the ring,
where Ice Cream Jr. and Ted DiBiase are checking on Hijo after the
barrage of attacks to the head he endured.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Poor El Hijo del Ice Cream – he took a terrible beating,
anyone would have succumbed to a three count!
DiBiase looks down at Hijo, head spinning on his neck, and rather
than scream, helps Jr. lift his brother to his feet and through the
ropes to the floor.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Quite a show of
compassion from Ted DiBiase, here, gents – could it be he’s seeing
his investment as a bit more than dessert warriors now?
[ Tony Schiavone
] Maybe so, Nigel! Maybe so!
The Ice Creams and their Multi-Millionaire Manager reach the stage
and continue through the curtain as we fade elsewhere.
Cathy Kelley is backstage standing in front of the locker room door
of The Origin. She nervously grips her microphone and forces a
smile. The thought of what could be behind that door brings up a lot
of bad memories for the Queen.
[ Cathy Kelley
] Hi guys! Cathy Kelley here and I’m hoping to get a word
with the new Intercontinental Champion, Chris Jericho!
She hesitantly knocks on the door softly, so soft that there’s no
way anyone heard it. Cathy wants to do her job, but also wouldn’t
mind if nobody answered and the whole interview was a wash. The door
swings open and Chris Jericho comes out with his ring gear still on,
the Intercontinental title around his waist, and a bottle of
champagne in his hand.
[ Chris Jericho
] What do you want?
[ Cathy Kelley
] I was hoping I could get some words from the new
Intercontinental Champion!
[ Chris Jericho
] Oh. I know what’s going on here. You think you’re slick
don’t you, Cathy?
Cathy is confused.
[ Cathy Kelley
] I, uh..
[ Chris Jericho
] You know how Chris Jericho likes to celebrate! You know
after a victory like this that, inside that locker room, are the
finest spreads! The coldest bubbly! The biggest party SGW has ever
seen! And Cathy.. You want to partake, don’t you?
[ Cathy Kelley
] I just need some comments.
Jericho is miffed that someone would dare not want to party.
[ Chris Jericho
] You don’t want to attend the Celebration of Jericho?
Before she can answer, he snaps.
[ Chris Jericho
] Good! Because I’d let Shane Douglas snap your neck and have
his way with your corpse before I let you inside this locker room to
party!
He scoffs.
[ Chris Jericho
] Dumb slut!
[ Cathy Kelley
] All of that was really offensive, Chris.. I’m just trying
to do my job.
[ Chris Jericho
] Well.
Jericho rubs the face plate of the title.
[ Chris Jericho
] You’re not as good at your job as I am! Look at me! Look at
how this belt shines around my sexy waist! Look at these abs popping
in the glare of the brand new shine of this belt! This title was
made for Le Champion!
He gets great pleasure from rubbing the title, it’s almost orgasmic.
Cathy cringes and prays for a quick ending to this.
[ Chris Jericho
] And now with The Origin holding the oldest championship in
SGW history, being held by the biggest star in the company no less,
there was one hell of a power shift tonight! The Origin is closer
than ever to taking control of this company and never looking back!
Nick Aldis, dressed from head to toe in a black suit, black vest,
and white dress shirt walks with great confidence down the hallway.
Under his right arm is a large silk bag.
[ Chris Jericho
] Hey, ass-face! You’re ruining my celebration!
Aldis stops and looks at Jericho, somehow maintaining his composure.
[ Chris Jericho
] I don’t blame you. I’d cover that piece of shit NWA title
in a bag, too! Especially if I knew I was going to be walking by the
NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, Chris Jericho!
[ Nick Aldis
] You know, Christopher.
Aldis takes a step to Jericho.
[ Nick Aldis
] You should stop being so daft and mind your own business. I
think it would be in your best interest.
[ Chris Jericho
] My best interest, huh?
[ Nick Aldis
] Correct.
Aldis’ grip on the bag silk bag is tighter as he pulls it closer to
his chest.
[ Nick Aldis
] It’s better to be suspected of being a fool than to open
your mouth and remove all doubt.
Aldis smirks.
[ Nick Aldis
] Wouldn’t you say?
[ Chris Jericho
] I’d say it’s time for you to shut your ass before I
embarrass you in front of God and everyone right here, right now!
[ Nick Aldis
] Have it your way. Free country, I suppose.
With those parting words, Aldis returns back to his walk down the
hallway. Jericho tosses the Intercontinental Title over his
shoulder, takes a huge swig of his champagne, and watches Aldis’
every step.
[ Chris Jericho
] Son of a bitch.
With champagne dripping off his upper lip, Jericho fumes as the
scene fades.
Referee -
Mike Chioda
| Time Limit -
30:00
Senior Official Mike Chioda has the call in this bout for the SGW
Limitless Championship, a match fueled by an issue running over the
last few months. In one corner is champion Ruby Riott, the spitfire
champion who has held the gold since the last SGW pay-per-view
offering, WrestleBrawl 3. Across the ring is her chauvinistic,
charismatic challenger, Juventud Guerrera.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a matchup this
should be, gentlemen – a conflict between Guerrera and Riott is sure
to be a dynamite encounter.
[ Tony Schiavone
] For all that she’s endured, I think Ruby Riott is going to
absolutely steamroll Juventud Guerrera! We’ve seen her intensity
shine through in a tough spot in matches with Hikaru Shida, Drew
Parker and former champion Sami Zayn – I think it’s time for her to
shut Juventud up!
[ Scott Steiner
] I think you’re a whiny bitch, Schiavone! This Guerrera guy
gets tons of puss – admirable! He’s also, however, a numbskull fuck!
He’s frustrating as all hell!
Juventud lifts a bottle of Gran Patron Vodka with a red ribbon
wrapped around it and walks to center ring, kneeling and offering it
to Riott in a display which, on the exterior, seems genuine – but
knowing the man behind the action, is likely everything but.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Could this be a
genuine offer of apology?
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don’t know…It’s fishy! I don’t trust Juventud!
Riott rolls her eyes and walks up to the Juice, asking if he’s
serious before Guerrera replies inaudibly. Guerrera stands and holds
the bottle out to Riott, but she replies with a stiff right hand,
rocking the Juice as the bell rings to kick us off! Juvi drops the
bottle and Chioda quickly scoots it out of the ring as Riott knocks
Guerrera with another three shots, sending him to the ropes before
shooting him off!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THAT’S IT, RUBY!
Guerrera ducks a clothesline and lucha passes Riott when she follows
into the same ropes – Riott rebounds and Juvi leapfrogs her – he’s
down for the block, but Riott steps over and keeps running! – Juvi’s
up and leapfrogs, but Riott dropkicks him from mid-air to a huge
pop! They’re both up and Riott ducks a Juvi clothesline – big right
hand! Right hand! Left jab! Right jab! Enzugiri!! Juvi stumbles
forward and mumbles something before faceplanting!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THAT’S IT! YOU GO, GIRL!
[ Scott Steiner
] Ugh, FUCK YOU, SCHIAVONE!
Riott doesn’t leave any room for Guerrera to recover and quickly
grapevines his left leg, slapping on an STF with a tight grip on his
head! Juvi’s eyes go wide as he recognizes the danger he’s in and
begins crawling for the ropes – but Riott is too strong and keeps
him grounded! Eventually, Guerrera muscles to the bottom ropes and
clings to it with his bicep, death gripping the cable for his life.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] That could have
been a submission – Ruby had the STF applied with lethal precision
and Guerrera is lucky he made it to the bottom rope – another couple
of seconds and I bet we’d have had a successful defense!
After releasing the hold, Riott breathes in as Guerrera makes it to
his knees before she clobbers him with a forearm strike to the ear
and positions him for a powerbomb!
[ Scott Steiner
] NO DAMN WAY!
Ruby grunts and muscles Juvi up to her shoulders, but stumbles –
giving Guerrera an opportunity to shift his weight and drive Riott
face-first into the mat with a sickening DDT, scorpioning the
champion in a gross display!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] JESUS, LORD IN
HEAVEN – RUBY RIOTT COULD HAVE A BROKEN DAMN NECK!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Check her, Mike! This is horrible!
Guerrera shoves by Chioda and hooks both legs, pushing off the mat
with both feet and applying all the pressure he can – ONE! TWO! TH—no!
NO! Riott muscles off the mat and the Orlando fans roar in support
for the champion. Guerrera sits up and glares at Chioda, snarling at
the official before wiping his face and turning to Riott again –
with a smile!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THAT SNAKE IN THE GRASS!
Guerrera pulls Riott up and drives her into the corner, shoulder
tackle-style before lifting her to the top rope and stepping to the
apron. Juvi climbs the ropes and stands behind the champion,
gyrating his hips sexually before leaping onto her shoulders and
rotating into a gorgeous frankensteiner from the top ropes! He leaps
into a cover, whipping his long, wet hair with each count – ONE!
T—no!!! NO! Riott kicks out at ONE and Juventud is PISSED! He slaps
the mat thrice before lifting Ruby again and punching her in the
mouth! She stumbles back and Juvi throws a stiff chop, clapping her
chest violently! Ruby looks up, fire in her eyes, and throws an
overhand slap, wrecking Guerrera’s chest in return! Orlando shouts
with each progressive strike, the playing field re-evened! Riott
throws a stiff backhand to Juvi’s jaw, but Guerrera leaps into the
air with a spinning wheel kick and grounds Ruby when it hits her in
the ear!
[ Scott Steiner
] BEAT HER ASS! FINISH THIS!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Get up, Ruby!
Guerrera doesn’t give her the opportunity to do so and quickly
ascends the ropes from inside the ring and soars off with a twisting
moonsault! The crowd pops as Juvi smashes Riott and applies the
cover – one! Two! No! Riott kicks out again! Juvi pulls his soaked
hair and stands, pulling Ruby to her feet – but Riott uses what’s
left in the tank to boost him to her shoulders and launch him off –
[ Tony Schiavone
] RIOTT KICKKKK! COVER!!
Chioda counts – ONE! TWO! NO! Juvi kicks out at two and Orlando’s at
a fever pitch!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This has been an
absolute boxing brawl – big blow after big blow – who’s going to
score the knockout shot?!
The champion and challenger allke begin clawing at one another,
doing all they can to stand up but are both unable to do so without
basing on one another for support!
[ Scott Steiner
] They’re both too fucked up to finish! I’ve been there!
As Ruby and Juventud reach their feet, the fans boo tremendously –
because Nunzio is coming down the aisle, fists clenched! Juvi and
Riott notice him coming but are too dazed to capitalize before he
slides into the ring, despite Chioda’s warnings and throws a punch
at Riott – but Juvi intercepts and stops it! RIGHT HAND FOR NUNZIO!
Riott follows with one of her own and the champion and challenger
lock eyes before locking hands and throwing a double clothesline,
sending Nunzio over the top rope to the floor!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] WHAT A TURN OF
EVENTS!
Riott and Juventud turn to one another and each throw a clothesline
and connect – they’re both down again! Both champion and challenger
are down!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Good Lord, what a collision!
Chioda rushes to the ropes and leans through the middle and top,
screaming to order Nunzio out of the ring as Juvi and Riott
separate, each crawling to the ropes to pull themselves up. As
Nunzio shouts back and flips off Chioda defiantly, Ruby stands and
shakes off the cobwebs, stalking towards the Juice!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THIS IS IT!
Ruby lifts Guerrera – BUT JUVI SWINGS THE TEQUILA BOTTLE AND SMASHES
IT INTO RIOTT’S SKULL, SHATTERING THE GLASS ON HER HEAD! Ruby
crumbles to the mat and Juventud rolls over, hooking both legs and
connecting his hands as Chioda turns to make the count – ONE! TWO!
THREE!
WINNER & NEW CHAMPION JUVENTUD GUERRERA via PINFALL in
8:49
[ Tony Schiavone
] NO! NO NO NO!
[ Scott Steiner
] Jesus, what a waste of Tequila! But he got the job done!
Juventud grabs the championship from the timekeeper, totally out of
Chioda’s hands and rolls through the ropes before he can be
admonished for the illegal shot and lifts the belt high overhead,
smiling ear-to-ear.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Juventud Guerrera just smashed that tequila bottle over
Riott’s head! And this is a woman he wanted to APOLOGIZE TO?! He’s
said he’s a feminist icon! I say he’s a piece of trash! He’s a
garbage person!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Thank Heavens some
medical assistance is coming for Ruby – she’s got what appears to be
a serious laceration on her head…
Sure enough, a medical team rushes by Juvi en route to the ring for
Riott and the camera attempts to turn to follow, but Guerrera grabs
it and makes it focus on him! He screams unintelligibly into the
camera before whipping his long hair back and forth in the lens.
Finally, medics reach the ring and begin attending to Riott as
Juventud throws the title high in the air on the ramp.
[ Tony Schiavone
] WHAT A PIECE OF TRASH! JUVENTUD GUERRERA IS A BAD PERSON!
Guerrera grins wickedly as we cut to Riott, still unconscious in the
ring before fading elsewhere.
Backstage, Kevin Steen is pacing back and forth in front of El
Generico, whose happy grin is barely covered by his mask. Generico
is twitching with happiness, but Steen stops and gets right in his
partner’s face, breathing heavily and huffing out each syllable.
[ Kevin Steen
] Do you know what happened out there? DO YOU?!
Generico smiles happily and nods.
[ El Generico
] Sí amigo! We won, amigo!
Steen’s head falls, shaking, as he sighs out.
[ Kevin Steen
] …no. No, you idiot.
Steen looks up and holds a finger in his partner’s face.
[ Kevin Steen
] We won – AGAIN. That makes us THIS, you nitwit – NUMBER
ONE!
[ El Generico
] Sí! Numero uno!
[ Kevin Steen
] Yeah, whatever, maybe, but we’re the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS!
Who else has two straight tag team wins? And I swear, if you say the
Von Erichs, I’ll beat the holy hell out of you.
Generico scratches the side of his head and shrugs as a small smirk
breaks onto Steen’s face.
[ Kevin Steen
] Imagine that – nobody! And that, my small-minded partner,
makes us number one! NUMBER ONE! That means we should be getting a
title shot any day now – and let me take this opportunity to tell
you that if you are to screw that up for me – like I know you will
do your best to do – I’ll be thrilled to break your neck and rid
myself of you forever!
Generico gulps as the sound of a small piece of metal hits the
ground off screen. Steen looks across the corridor and squints his
eyes, annoyed. The camera zooms and pans, showing Bobby Roode and
James Storm, each with a longneck cracked open and taking pulls.
Atlanta pops big to see the tandem known as Beer Money on an SGW
screen and the duo step closer to Steenerico. Steen seems extremely
annoyed as Generico smiles politely.
[ James Storm
] Whatcha think, Bob – looks like we’ve found our way to the
biggest league’a’them all!
[ Bobby Roode
] I think you’re right, partner. Looks like we’ve made it…
[ Kevin Steen
] ‘Looks like we’ve made it?!’ Uh, sorry, Laverne and
Shirley, I don’t think this is the urinal trough for you to suck up
some suds…you’re clearly drunken and lost.
Storm lifts a finger quickly, sloshing beer all over the place as he
does.
[ James Storm
] Hey, listen, you bastard! Only thing you know’s the
distance to the nearest damn buffet!
Storm guffaws to himself as Generico slinks into the background.
Steen smirks himself.
[ Kevin Steen
] Har har, a fat joke. What’s next, you gonna wear chainmail
and pick fights with Bryan Danielson? Super original. Well, this has
been tons of fun, but I’ve got a lobotomy and a Tag Team
Championship match on my schedule, so…bye?
Steen grabs Generico by the shirt and prepares to step away, but
Roode steps into his path, hands raised.
[ Bobby Roode
] Now listen…I know my partner can be a bit jarring
occasionally, but, please, allow me introduce ourselves. This here
is James Storm –
Storm lifts his beer, grinning at El Generico, who nods, smiling.
[ Bobby Roode
] – and he’s all about the beer. My name is Bobby Roode, and
I’m all about my money.
Storm leans into the middle of Steen and Roode.
[ James Storm
] The name just made too much damn sense, y’know?
Steen glares at Storm as Roode continues.
[ Bobby Roode
] Now, I know you two have won two matches in a row here, but
we’re one of the premier tag teams of this or any generation – and
while two matches in a row might normally push your names to the top
of the list, we’re pulling rank, gentlemen.
Atlanta cheers as Steen seethes. Roode shrugs and carries on.
[ Bobby Roode
] Not that we mind backing up our claims in the ring…because
once we step through those ropes, there’s only one thing on our
minds, and that’s –
[ James Storm
] Winnin’.
Roode claps Storm on his shoulder.
[ Bobby Roode
] Winning. So, fellas, congratulations on your two wins. I
encourage you both to strive for three, maybe even four. But Beer
Money, Inc? We’re aimin’ higher. That’s…
Roode looks up, then meets Steen’s steely gaze.
[ Bobby Roode
] The SGW…World…Tag…Team…Championships.
Steen’s face is beet red and his whole body is shaking with
frustration as Storm leans in again, finishing his beer.
[ James Storm
] …sorry abou’cho DAMN luck, boys – the number one
contenders’is right here!
Storm puts his arm around Roode’s shoulders and the pair saunter off
as Atlanta give them a strong response. Steen turns and screams in
Generico’s face, startling the luchador.
[ Kevin Steen
] NICE COMEBACK, GENERICO, YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! GOD,
I’VE GOT TO DO ALL THE WORK AROUND HERE! Barney Gumble and Magnum PI
team up and all of a sudden we’re supposed to act like it’s 2012?!
Well say hello to ‘December 21, 2012,’ because I’m going to wipe
those stupid bastards off the face of the Earth!
Generico smiles, laughing slightly and nodding to his partner.
[ Kevin Steen
] SHUT UP, GENERICO, I KNOW THAT MOVIE SUCKED AND THE MAYAN
CALENDAR WAS OFF – IT’S STILL BETTER THAN YOUR SHITTY COMEBACK, SO
SHOVE IT!
Steen walks off screen as Generico whimpers and hangs his head,
following his partner as we fade away.
Referee -
Rick Knox
| Time Limit -
30:00
The fans are on their feet, buzzing with anticipation as Rhea
Ripley and Shotzi Blackheart meet in the middle of the ring, dead
serious looks on their faces. Ripley towers over Shotzi, sneering at
her. Shotzi shows no fear in the face of the larger, more
established SGW competitor.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What an exciting match this will be, folks! Rhea Ripley is
on a path of reinvention following her disappointing loss to Jinny
in her first one on one SGW Women's World title match!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And Shotzi
Blackheart, making her SGW debut only two weeks ago, is looking to
make a name for herself by knocking off one of the big dogs in the
SGW women's division! It's the Ballsy Badass versus The Nightmare,
only on Supremacy!
[ Scott Steiner
] Well, you guys know I'm rootin' for the fuckin' moose!
She's been screwed over since day one in this company and it's time
she got what she deseves! I'm thinkin' it starts tonight when she
puts this punk rock pocket rocket to bed for good!
Rick Knox calls for the bell and Rhea goes for a big right hand,
only to have Shotzi ducks it and hit the ropes, hitting Rhea on the
turnaround with a basement dropkick to the knees! Rhea goes down
hard and Shotzi is already up, coming off the ropes again, and
nailing her with a running senton to the lower back! Ripley groans
in pain and quickly scrambles under the bottom rope, where she looks
frustrated by the sudden burst of offense! However, before she can
even catch her breath, Shotzi flies through the ropes and nails Rhea
with a SUICIDE DIVE, sending bothe women crashing into the
guardrail!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Shotzi Blackheart
is surely looking to make an impact tonight! She knows what's at
stake! She knows that that taking down a woman like Rhea Ripley will
put her in front of the line for an SGW Women's World title match!
[ Scott Steiner
] Nah! Fuck that! Shotzi Blackheart is one o' them Asians and
that means she's smart! So she KNOWS she can't beat a woman that's
jacked as fuck and double tough like Rhea Ripley! So she's gonna
throw everything at her, even if it means riskin' her own health!
She's dead one way or the other, so why not take a few risks!?
Shotzi is up first, looking jacked up from the adrenaline pumping
through her veins. She goes to pull Rhea up by her hair but Rhea
comes alive, grabbing Shotzi by her tights and pulling her down head
first into the rail! Rhea is up, looking pissed, and she snatches
Shotzi up, pulling her up into a wheelbarrow position! Ripley whips
Shotzi head first into the rail and then into the apron before
slinging her into the steps, allowing her to ragdoll to the mat in a
broken heap! Ripley is breathing heavily as she pulls Shotzi up by
her hair and then GORILLA PRESSES HER UP and drops her chest first
on the steps!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Look at the BRUTALITY of Rhea Ripley!
Ripley takes Shotzi by the hair and tosses her under the bottom
rope. Ripley follows her in and sizes her up, waiting on her to
stand. Coughing and trying to regain her bearings, Shotzi slowly
returns to her feet and Ripley charges... SMASHING HER WITH A
RUNNING BOOT! Ripley immediately snatches Shotzi up off the mat and
pulls her in... RIPTIDE-- NO! SHOTZI SLIPS OUT! Shotzi falls behind
Rhea, over her shoulder, and cradles her! ONE! TWO! RHEA KICKS OUT!
Rhea and Shotzi both immediately rolls back to their feet and
collide in the middle of the ring! They begin trading forearm blows
to the face!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The intensity is
off the charts!
[ Scott Steiner
] It's do or die time! This is where THE MOOSE comes alive!
Ripley suddenly snaps and claws Shotzi's eyes! Shotzi turns,
favoring her eyes with her hand... and Rhea charges behind her,
running her shoulder first through the turnbuckles and into the ring
post! She pulls Shotzi out of the corner and DRILLS HER WITH THE
RIPTIDE! The fans erupt in boos as Rhea covers! One! Two! Three!
WINNER RHEA RIPLEY via PINFALL in 7:11
Ripley rolls away from Shotzi and stands in the corner, brushing the
hair out of her face. Rick Knox helps Shotzi out of the ring where a
medic is waiting to check on her shoulder. The fans are booing
loudly as Ripley walks to the center of the ring and raises the
horns, smiling evilly.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Well, there you have it... Rhea Ripley has proven exactly
what she set out to do! She's defeated Shotzi Blackheart by hook or
by crook and has surely cemented herself in line for another
championship match!
[ Scott Steiner
] Well, ya' know I hate t' say I told you so!
Suddenly, "This Time I Want It All" hits and the fans explode!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Hold on, what's all
this, then?!
Tessa Blanchard walks out onto the stage to a huge pop! Blanchard
stands on the stage for a moment in jeans and a leather vest. She
glares down the ramp at Rhea Ripley, seething with anger! Ripley's
eyes widen, first with confusion and then with rage!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Wait! That's... that's Tessa Blanchard!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Indeed, it is,
Tony! We haven't seen Tessa Blanchard in months, since she was left
beaten and brutalized by... Rhea bloody Ripley!
Tessa removes her vest and tosses it... and then storms down to the
ringside! The fans are losing their minds as Tessa climbs into the
ring and immediately clashes with Rhea Ripley! They begin trading
wild punches like women possessed as the fans lose their minds!
Lance Storm leads arena security to the ring where they flood the
ring and separate the women... for only a brief second before Tessa
and Rhea begin fighting security off until they've cleared the ring
to continue brawling! The fans begin chanting "FIGHT FOREVER" as
Ripley and Tessa refuse to stop!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh my GOODNESS! What's it gonna take!?
Stevie Ray, Justin Credible, and Billy Gunn charge out from the back
and slide into the ring with another mob of arena security! They
finally manage to separate the women and get them to the back as
fade out!
Backstage, champagne is pouring – onto the ground and a trio of
scantily clad women, primarily, as the celebration for new SGW
Limitless Champion Juventud Guerrera appears to be in high gear. He
pats a pair of greasy-looking security guards on the shoulders as he
dumps a bottle of champagne down a lady’s chest!
[ Scott Steiner
] Now this is a party! Take their tops off!
Guerrera is in the process of taking his own tights off, the
Limitless Title strapped around his waist still. The Juice cackles
to himself evilly.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ] HAHAHA! YEAH BABY! I
FUCKIN’ HAD YOU ALL FOOLED, DIDN’T I?!
The women uncork more bottles and continue their celebrations as
Guerrera dumps an entire bottle over his own head.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is he talking about?!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] …let anyone who
DIDN’T know Juventud Guerrera was a piece of garbage stand up and
say ‘aye.’
The commentary table is silent as Guerrera continues sloppily making
out with a woman and drinking the champagne simultaneously. He stops
and grins to the camera, wagging his tongue.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ] THAT’S RIGHT BABY!
YOU SEE, RUBY – I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE THINK – ONLY
ME! AND THE BABIES LIKE THIS WHO WANT TO GET SOME OF JUVI’S JUICE!
NOW, LISTEN, BABY – YOU’RE A GREAT FIGHTER AND I’D LOOOOOVE TO HAVE
YOU…FOR MYSELF, BABY…BUT RIGHT NOW – YOU’RE JUST A LOSER! JUST A
FORMER CHAMPION! NOT IN MY LEAGUE, BABY!
Suddenly, the locker room door bursts open and Ruby Riott storms in,
bandages hastily wrapped to her forehead where the tequila bottle
smashed across it!
[ Ruby Riott
] You piece of shit, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!
Guerrera shoves the security forward, into a position to restrain
Riott as he cackles to himself more.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ] THASS RIGHT, BABY!
CHU SEE, THIS IS MY WHOLE MASTER PLAN, BABY – COMIN’ TO FRUIT-TITION
OR SOME SHIT! I’VE BEEN PLAYIN’ YOU BABY…PUSHIN…ALL YOUR BUTTONS!
And chu’now what, Ruby…IT WORKED! You fell for it, hooker line and
sinkin’!
Riott’s face is bright red with fury as Juventud continues.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ] That’s right, Ruby –
you hear me, baby?! I knew you were the more iconic feminist! I knew
you actually cared about all that shit! Me?! I CARE ABOUT THE GOLD,
BABY! I TOLD YOU ALL THAT’S WHAT I WANTED AND I GOT IT, BABY! YOU
ALL FELL FOR I—
[ Ruby Riott
] YOU STUPID BASTARD! EVERYONE KNEW YOU WERE A PIECE OF SHIT
THIS ENTIRE TIME! YOU’RE NO MASTERMIND, YOU’RE A DUMB SON OF A
BITCH!
Orlando roars as Juventud registers disgust at Ruby’s comments, but
before he can reply further, the door smashes open and Nunzio runs
into frame, looking to continue the brawl from the Limitless
Championship match!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] My head hurts,
gentlemen.
[ Scott Steiner
] WHAT THE FUCK! I BET HE’D HAVE HAD SOME TITTIES OUT ALREADY
IF THE BIRD WOMAN AND THIS GUY HADN’T SHOWN UP!
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is chaos backstage!
Juventud grabs a woman and a bottle of champagne, headed for the far
door as the hired security goons struggle to restrain Riott and
Nunzio from reaching him.
[ Juventud
Guerrera ] HAHAHA! DON’T FEEL
BAD, BABY! YOU JUST GOT FOOLED BY THE MASTER, BABY! EVERYBODY DID! I
SHOCKED THE WORLD, MAN! I’M THE GREATEST SON OF A BITCH ALIVE,
HAHAHAHA!
Guerrera yanks the woman through the door as Riott and Nunzio
continue screaming in his direction. Riott lays out one of Juvi’s
hired security guards with a stiff forearm strike and turns her
attention to Nunzio, lashing out against any and everything as SGW
security and staff flood the room to break up the brawl. Justin
Credible slips in a puddle of champagne, but the situation is
diffused as we fade away from the chaos.
We
quickly cut away to another area backstage where we see Chavo
Guerrero, Jr. watching the entrances for the next match on a
monitor. Chavo clutches Pepe nervously with one hand while chewing
on his thumbnail. The live crowd is cheering loudly, highly
anticipating the match which is about to take place... Kevin Nash
defending the Elevation Championship against David Starr. As Chavo
watches on helplessly, Trish Stratus approaches him from behind, her
arms folded against her chest.
[ Trish Stratus
] This has gone too far, Chavo.
Chavo looks over his shoulder and catches a glimpse of her stern
face.
[ Trish Stratus
] I can't believe you let Kevin Nash bully you into allowing
this match. You know that arrogant jackass doesn't know or care who
David Starr is. He thought he was setting himself up for a night
off.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] I know, Trish. But what do
you want me to do?
Trish looks at him in disbelief.
[ Trish Stratus
] You need to FIX this!
She points at the monitor where we see David Starr standing on the
middle turnbuckle and rallying the fans behind him. Kevin Nash is
standing in his corner with the Elevation Championship hanging
lackadaisically from his right hand.
[ Trish Stratus
] Starr isn't under contract. He could win that title and
take it anywhere he wants. You've really put us in a bad spot here.
Chavo grits his teeth, conflicted.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] ...dammit.
He looks down into Pepe's cold, black button eyes.
[ Trish Stratus
] Just... DO something, Chavo.
He cuts his eyes in her direction. We hear the bell ring on the
monitor.
[ Trish Stratus
] We're running out of time.
She turns and walks away, leaving Chavo with his thoughts.
Referee -
Paul Turner
| Time Limit -
30:00
With a simple three count, Kevin Nash could become only the second
person in Solid Gold Wrestling to fulfill the specific regulations
and goals of the Elevation Championship.
The final hurdle in his path is one which many in SGW would not even
consider a hurdle – the independent wrestler David Starr. The Man of
A Thousand Nicknames peers across the ring at the Elevation
Champion, keenly aware of the task at hand – and more importantly,
the opportunity at hand, should he put away one of the biggest stars
in the history of professional wrestling.
[ Scott Steiner
] ONE MORE WIN! ONE MORE, BIG SEXY!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Scott, have you
spoken to Kevin Nash? How’s he feeling before this huge contest?
[ Scott Steiner
] He feels good! Better than good – GREAT! How the hell else
would he feel?!
Starr wisely rushes in, speeding up the pace as the bell rings and
peppers Nash with punches and chops, forcing the champion into the
corner! Starr springs off the bottom rope and lifts his knee up into
Nash’s chin!
[ Tony Schiavone
] WOW! What height on that knee strike!
Starr keeps the momentum rolling, running into the opposite corner
and stepping up again, adding to the break-neck pace and charging
in, leaping up –
But Nash catches him! Big Sexy’s face is written over in anger as he
shifts Starr to his shoulders and launches him high up – and down –
FACE-FIRST into the top turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes! Starr is dazed
and Nash grabs him by the waist, carrying his opponent effortlessly
at his side before leaping and scoring with a huge sidewalk slam!
Nash hooks both legs, grinning as he does – ONE! TWO! NO! Turner
only slaps the mat twice and Nash’s face is written over with
confusion.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Nash cannot get
caught up in the big-headedness he’s shown in the past – David Starr
will put you away without warning if given the chance! He’s got
stamina for days and it takes a big blow to defeat him!
[ Scott Steiner
] He doesn’t even have a contract! He’s a loser! If he was
worth havin’, SGW’d have him! It’s that simple!
Nash stands, looking down at Starr before bending to lift him up –
BUT STARR GRABS HIM! INSIDE CRADLE! ONE! TW—NO!! Nash breaks the
hold! Starr is up quickly and levels Nash with a seated dropkick!
Starr is rolling now, applying a spinning toe hold to Big Sexy’s
left leg, wrenching the muscles in the leg and weakening the
champion.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Scott, you have to admit – David Starr has impressive
technique!
[ Scott Steiner
] He’s got a nice mustache, but that’s all that bastard’s
gettin’ from me!
Starr releases the hold and pulls Nash to a seated position before
running off the ropes – and scoring with a Penalty Kick! Right to
the chest! Nash is down and Starr covers – only a one count!
As Turner slaps the mat and signals one to Starr, Chavo Guerrero Jr.
begins walking down the aisle, a concerned look in his eyes.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is Chavo Guerrero doing here?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I’ll give you three
guesses – and the first two don’t count!
Chavo reaches the ringside area and begins speaking inaudibly to
Starr, who looks concerned with the disruption! Guerrero points
towards the back and then towards the bell, saying something before
Starr shakes his head ‘no’ voraciously. From behind, Nash strikes,
bashing Starr with a huge club over the shoulders! Starr is weakened
and Nash carries on – big knee lift, holding Starr by the ears to
increase the impact! Nash drapes Starr across the middle rope and
pauses, flipping his hair and cracking his knuckles before slowly
jogging off the ropes and leaping to guillotine his opponent on the
ropes –
BUT STARR MOVES!
[ Scott Steiner
] AWWW, COME ON, NASH!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Starr needs to
focus and capitalize!
With Nash gripping his groin, Starr quickly laces Big Sexy through
the middle rope and looks to Chavo – who is screaming “NO, DAVID!
NO!” – but Starr drops!
[ Tony Schiavone
] CHERRY MINT DDT! Nash spikes onto the apron like a lawn
dart!
Starr takes a moment to watch Nash slump backwards as Chavo smacks
the apron and turns away, looking at the protective mats in a clear
internal struggle about what he’s witnessing.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] STARR! MUST! FOCUS!
Nash is down on the mat and Starr’s eyes go wide, realizing what
could be is staring him in the face right here, right now!
[ Scott Steiner
] NO! NO!
Starr leaps into action, maneuvering through Nash’s long legs and
tangling them, turning him over to his stomach – in the Republican
Remorse! Big Sexy’s notoriously weakened knees and quads must be
groaning in unison with Nash as Starr wrenches the hold tighter,
squeezing this ankle downward to torque the knees and lower back!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This hold is
absolutely lethal to a normal man – and Nash’s legs haven’t been
‘normal’ since 1991! Starr’s just got to keep the hold applied, and
he’s got the Elevation Championship!
Turner is in perfect position, down on the mat and level with Nash’s
face, preparing for what probably feels inevitable, the verbal cue,
the smacking the mat, the submission.
And yet – it doesn’t come.
David Starr stumbles to the mat, releasing the hold and turning
behind himself to look to the arena floor – at the hands holding his
ankle tight, refusing to release it.
Chavo Guerrero Jr.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is Chavo Guerrero doing?!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] He’s broken the
grip on David Starr’s signature hold – and won’t release his ankle!
Starr yells for Chavo to let him go, but the Championship Committee
member does the exact opposite. Davey Wrestling begins fidgeting
against Chavo’s hold on his ankle, eventually finding his way free
as Paul Turner approaches, looking down at Chavo, whose face is
written with innocence as Starr screams at him!
[ Scott Steiner
] UH-OH, YOU HAIRY SHIT!
Nash connects with a low blow, an uppercut swinging through the
uprights and connecting with Starr’s lower midsection!
[ Scott Steiner
] RIGHT TO THE COCK! COME ON, BIG MAN, NO HONOR IN THAT…BUT
FUCK DAVID STARR!
The Product bends at the waist, clutching his crotch in his hand,
waving the other hand to find stability in the ring and only finding
–
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] BIG KICK! NASH
SCORES TO THE GUT!
Big Sexy does not hesitate and pulls Starr into position for the
Jackknife Powerbomb – thrusting him up onto his shoulders and
dropping him from seven-feet-high, back first into the canvas!
[ Scott Steiner
] JACKKNIFE! RIGHT TO THE HEART!
Nash falls, stretching back-first across Starr’s chest and clenching
his eyes and fists as Turner counts – one! Two! Three!
WINNER & STILL CHAMPION KEVIN NASH via PINFALL in 6:59
As
“The Dirt” begins to play through the Amway Center, a smile breaks
across the face of the Silver Fox.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I can’t…I can’t believe he’s done it!
[ Scott Steiner
] GET USED TO IT, SCHIAVONE!
With Starr still weakened from the Jackknife, Nash sits up, dusts
off his hands and slowly, deliberately, stands from the mat, taking
the Elevation Championship from Paul Turner and looking at it with a
cocked eyebrow before lifting his chin to show the same expression
to the audience in Orlando.
[ Scott Steiner
] BECAUSE THAT’S DEFENSE NUMBER THREE! BIG SEXY DID EXACTLY
WHAT HE SAID HE’D DO!
Still gripping the top rope and gritting his teeth after the
agonizing experience of the Republican Remorse, Nash walks over to
Turner – and hands the Championship belt back to the official!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh, my! I think…I think…
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This has got to be
it, guys!
Turner’s face quickly shifts from one of skepticism to sullen
understanding and he nods, registering another smile on the big
man’s face. Nash pushes his hair back, behind his ears, and slowly
lifts the ‘Too Sweets’ above his head victoriously before demanding
that Justin Roberts bring him the microphone!
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell yeah, this is it! It’s over – and done! I can’t wait
to see what happens now!
Nash gently taps the microphone with his thumb.
[ Kevin Nash
] Eh-hem. As I understand it, now that I’ve beaten three guys
and defended this championship along the way, I’m entitled to a shot
at the SGW World Heavyweight Championship.
The Orlando fans pop as Nash pauses to reflect. Eventually, Big Sexy
leans onto the top rope and continues.
[ Kevin Nash
] And so…I guess that means you’ve got two weeks to prepare,
kiddos. June 27…San Diego…Big Sexy’s cashin’ in…and cashin’ out.
Nash sticks his tongue out, enjoying himself, as the Orlando fans
respond in kind.
[ Kevin Nash
] Valbert. We’ve been friends for a long, long time. We’ve
ridden these roads up and down, forwards and back…but this is as big
a fork as we’ve ever seen, man. I know you’re at the top of your
game…but so am I. If the Vegas Connection is gonna implode, then why
not make it for the biggest prize in all the game?
Nash thumbs his nose and pops his neck to the left.
[ Kevin Nash
] Either way…I’m tired of makin’ the money I am. Not that
it’s not top-five in the company, mind you…but there’s…healthy room
for growth. In fact, I’m ready to start making that main-event,
world-title money. So ‘champ’…get ready…because you’ve got a date
with Big Sexy in two weeks…and you’d better put out.
Nash gently tosses the microphone back to Roberts and steps over the
top rope, slowly sauntering up the ramp.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] That confirms our
suspicions, gentlemen – and now, “Big Sexy” Kevin Nash is going to
challenge for the SGW World Heavyweight Championship on June 27 in
San Diego!
[ Scott Steiner
] Correction – Big Sexy is gonna WIN the SGW World
Heavyweight Championship in San Diego!
[ Tony Schiavone
] The result is still to be seen, Scott, but one thing is for
sure – there’s tons of combustible history leading to the
Championship Match in two weeks!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well…I can think of
another thing that’s for sure.
Starr sits up, holding his neck and looking forlorn at the mat,
before rolling to the floor himself.
[ Scott Steiner
] Yeah, you’re right, Pete Townshend – we know for sure that
Davis Starr is a fuckin’ loser!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well, it’s DAVID
Starr, Scott, but to be fair, he did lose that contest – though
under suspicious means!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Chavo Guerrero Jr. seemed hesitant to do what he did – but
it appeared that his decision was one he was content with…right?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] You can never be
too sure, Tony. Never.
Starr reaches the stage and quickly looks around at the capacity
crowd in the Amway Center before nodding to himself and disappearing
through the curtain.
The fans are still buzzing from Kevin Nash's announcement when we
head backstage. We're immediately greeted with a shot of Stevie Ray
and Justin Credible standing between David Starr and Chavo Guerrero,
Jr.! Only minutes removed from a devastating loss, David Starr is
visibly worse for wear as arena security converges on the scene,
surrounding him.
[ David Starr
] What the hell is this!?
Without warning, Starr shoves one of the nameless security guards,
knocking him down. Stevie Ray and Justin Credible surround him with
the rest of arena security.
[ David Starr
] This is bullshit, Chavo!
Chavo grits his teeth, clearly conflicted.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] Guys, escort him off the
property.
Starr looks indignant.
[ David Starr
] Escort me off the property!? Are you serious right now!? I
THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND, CHAVO! YOU WERE DIFFERENT THAN THE REST!
[ Justin Credible
] Come on, let's go.
[ Stevie Ray
] Yea', dat's enough, sucka'.
Starr hocks and spits over Stevie and Credible, hitting Chavo right
in the face! The live crowd gasps as Chavo takes a step back and
wipes the spit off his face with his hand.
[ David Starr
] YOU PIG!
Chavo looks furious. He lashes out.
[ Chavo Guerrero,
Jr. ] GET HIM OUTTA' HERE, NOW!
[ David Starr
] YOU FASCIST PIG!
Stevie Ray, Justin Credible, and arena security mob David Starr and
physically carry him away from the scene as he shouts and curses at
Chavo. We can still hear him losing it as he's removed from the
building. The camera dwells on Chavo for a long moment, looking
frustrated as we fade out.
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards| Time Limit -
30:00
The bell rings and we’re off to the barbed-wire-covered,
blood-pouring races!
[ Tony Schiavone
] HOLY LORD IN HEAVEN, JUDAS MESIAS HAS A STAKE!
Sure enough, Mesias produces a wooden stake from his boot and
charges, holding it in both hands over his head, preparing to plunge
it deep into the heart of his opponent, Drew Parker, once and for
all! Parker, however, being the battle-wizened performer he is,
applies a textbook drop toe-hold and sends Mesias to the mat
face-first, stabbing the stake into the top turnbuckle on the way
down!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Far be it for me to
criticize Judas bloody Mesias, but…
Parker straddles Mesias and begins raining blows down on the back of
his neck, but the stronger man throws Parker from his body and
begins rising to his feet again.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I think HE is FAR
more vampiric than his opponent, don’t you all?!
Parker and Mesias reach their feet simultaneous and collide mid-ring
in a flurry of offense, punches and slaps being thrown in every
direction. Eventually, the two lose their balance and teeter
dangerously towards the barbed-wire wrapped ropes!
[ Scott Steiner
] I see what you mean, Kenneth Branagh! Judas’ got this whole
blood-dripping thing goin’ on at times, which certainly evokes the
neo-classic vampiric image. His look and persona, preferring
darkness and implying ties to evil are certainly more traditional,
but fuck! The point stands firm – you’d think this roided’-up
bastard would be afraid of the stake RATHER THAN USE IT LIKE A
STUPID SUNNAVABITCH!
You could hear a pin drop at commentary as Mesias forces Parker
chest-first into the barbed wire, imprinting the barbs deeper into
the pectoral muscles of the Urchin Prince with a sick look on his
face. Parker throws his elbow back and connects with Mesias’ nose
before painstakingly pulling himself from the barbs!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Scott…I have to
ask…
Mesias turns again to face Parker, but right into a big running
Mushroom Stomp! Parker drives Mesias down before charging ahead,
then back with a rolling senton! He covers and Senior Official
Aubrey Edwards makes the cover – only a one! Parker slaps Mesias in
frustration, but Judas slaps a chokehold on, wringing Parker’s neck!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] …how do you know so
much about vampires?!
Mesias stands, still draining the life from Parker with the illegal
chokehold. Referee Edwards just shrugs, understanding perfectly that
in a barbed wire match with two potentially certifiable individuals,
it’s sometimes best to just let the rulebook’s lines be a bit
blurred. Judas lifts Parker with a two-handed choke, parading around
the ring before – slamming him to the mat with authority! COVER!
ONE! TWO! NO! Parker manages to slip the shoulder up!
[ Scott Steiner
] IT AIN’T NUTHIN’ FUCKIN’ WEIRD – Big Poppa Pump attended
the University of Michigan! Ann Arbor! Best place on the planet!
Anyways, while I was there, I was legendary for slayin’ all the puss
I wanted – which was a lot! One day…I saw this fine, gothic freak!
Just beggin’ for it! So, I followed her ass right into a Vampire
Studies class! Some elective bullshit! The professor asked what the
hell I was doin’ there, sayin’ I’m in the wrong class – so I slugged
him in the fuckin’ face! He soon found my name on his list of
students! Go figure!
Mesias begins pulling Parker by the hair over to the ropes, holding
him with one hand to the mat as he struggles, finally tearing a
strand of barbed wire away from the ropes and forcing it into
Parker’s mouth! As Mesias forces Parker’s mouth closed around the
wire, he begins screaming in Spanish, pointing his finger towards
the barbed wire-wrapped table outside the ring! A bi-lingual
attendant recognizes the request and the team begin providing Mesias
with his dark request.
[ Scott Steiner
] ANYWAYS! So I saddled up next to the chick and asked if she
wanted to suck some blood later, cause my dick was already full of
it by then –
[ Tony Schiavone
] Sponsors, Scott!
[ Scott Steiner
] FUCK’EM! Anyways – she played hard to get! Big Poppa liked
that shit…so he came back to class all semester, learnin’ about
Nosferatu and shit, studyin’ the vampires and earnin’ a credit that
went a lonnnng way!
Mesias finally releases Parker’s mouth and he spits the barbed wire
out through bloody lips. Judas begins rummaging with the table,
doing his best to navigate the wire and erect the structure
properly.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] You mean the
elective credit towards your degree?
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell no! I mean the sex with the goth chick was out of this
world – and to her credit, I thought about it for years to come!
Mesias turns, finally having put the table up, but runs face-first
into Drew Parker’s fist – wrapped in barbed wire! Parker had used
the broken link in the wire on the ropes to wrap around his fist,
leaving him essentially tethered to the rope with a barbed-wire
glove! Mesias staggers, bending over to check his
surely-broken-nose, but Parker throws a big lifting kick, clocking
Mesias in the face and knocking him out!
[ Tony Schiavone
] GOOD LORD, WHAT A SHOT!
Leaning haphazardly on the table, Mesias truly appears to be out of
it! Parker untangles his fist and muscles Mesias completely onto the
table, laying at an odd angle, and face down in the wire as he
begins climbing to the top rope – and quickly flips off – 450
degrees with the splash, shattering the table and forcing Mesias
into the barbs! He covers and Aubrey makes the count – ONE! TWO!
THREE!
WINNER DREW PARKER via PINFALL in 11:41
“Territorial Pissings” fires up on the speakers and the Orlando
crowd offer a healthy applause for Parker, who rolls solemnly off of
Mesías and comes to a halt in center ring, laying on the mat in an
odd crumple, smirking to himself.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, Judas Mesías is a legitimate scary customer, an
absolute monster with ties to the dark arts, but this Drew Parker is
something special! This is another huge win in the most depraved of
scenarios, gentlemen – and now, Parker’s requesting a microphone!
What could this be?
[ Scott Steiner
] Maybe he’s got thoughts on that whole ‘stake’ nonsense!
The commentary team ignores Steiner’s musings as Parker receives his
microphone and straightens his posture, still laying on his back in
center ring.
[ Drew Parker
] …you’re a riot, Jude. A right riot.
Parker struggles to his stomach, crawling to the ropes and laying
his head awkwardly across the bottom cable, still wrapped in barbed
wire! The ropes are hardly even supporting his head, not that the
Urchin Prince minds, as he starts pulling the microphone to his
mouth again.
[ Drew Parker
] An’yeah. Yeah, so…you pushed me fine…but’s nothing I’ve not
faced on the streets, mate. Ts’nothing I’ve not faced in the Blood
and Gold…and we all know who survived that day. S’me. Drew
Parker…the fuckin’ Urchin Prince.
Parker coughs and small streams of blood echo from the pinpricks in
his flesh.
[ Drew Parker
] Judas, mate, you’ve done your job. You’ve put another log
inna’me furnace. That fire’s growin’…and now, everyone’s seen what I
can do…so now the question stands, dun’nit? Which champion’s got
their name on Drew Parker’s list, huh?
Parker puts his index finger to his lips, thinking.
[ Drew Parker
] S’no need to wait around like some sort of prissy shit –
s’just get out with it! Juventud! Y’er carryin’ round that Limitless
Championship and I’ve already pinned a Limitless Champion!
Thass’right – Riott! In the finals! I won it – I pinned her! And
now…I’ll do it again! What? Whass’at?
Parker turns his attention to a patron a few rows deep and scrunches
his face, listening. While it’s probably a near-impossible task to
listen through a roaring crowd and the screams from all directions,
Parker nods and chuckles to himself.
[ Drew Parker
] Why?! Well, hell, why not?! I’m sure I could serve’ya some
shit up, couldn’t it? Well, ya’ git, it’s nothin’ special. It ain’t
cause ‘the pain I cause’s limitless,’ or none of that bollocks. It’s
because I think I can win. It’s because I’m not about fantasy. I’m
one-fuckin’-hundred percent reality. I do the shit I do because my
life duddn’t matter, does it? Nope. Not too much. But my actions?
They’ll live on. My work? It’ll outlive me by millenniums. Eons.
Parker coughs and smiles at nothing in particular.
[ Drew Parker
] So…Juventud…you’re the unlucky victim. You’re the one I’m
challenging. You’re next on my bloody list, cunt – and…
Parker pushes up to his feet, exerting and forcing blood through the
tiny holes in his flesh.
[ Drew Parker
] The Urchin Prince…will see you now.
Parker drops the microphone and rolls through the ropes to the
floor, pushing his hands through his curtains of tangled curls,
blood smearing across his hands as he does so.
Fade.
We
go backstage where we see Nia Jax in full gear, stretching before
her match with Jinny later tonight. The live crowd cheers loudly
upon seeing The Irresistible Force. Nia stands upright and throws
her arms back and forth, exhaling deeply. The door to her dressing
room opens up and Eve Torres walks inside with Tamina Snuka trailing
behind her. Nia smiles upon seeing them and gives Eve a big hug.
[ Nia Jax
] Hey, girl. What are you two doing here?
They release the hug and Eve smiles.
[ Eve Torres
] We're here to see you make history.
Tamina pats Jax on the back.
[ Tamina Snuka
] You think we're just gonna sit at home while our sista'
beats the brakes off the longest reigning champion in SGW history? I
don't think so, girl.
Nia Jax balls up her fist and looks down at it, smiling.
[ Nia Jax
] You two are the best. Every bit of the pain I'm gonna
inflict on that skinny little bitch tonight... it's not just for me,
it's for all the women in the back that she's terrorized over the
last six months.
Jax nods confidently.
[ Nia Jax
] She thinks her and her little stooges can get away with
calling me fat, she's got another thing coming. Tonight, I'm gonna
take that shiny title belt from her around her bony waist after I
drop my fat ass on that little head of hers.
[ Eve Torres
] Right on, sister.
Suddenly, without warning, the dressing room door flies open and The
Rock slides into the room like Kramer, wearing a sleeveless tuxedo
jacket and stove pipe top hat. The fans absolutely explode as all
three women turn their attention to the former two-time SGW World
Heavyweight Champion. The Rock glares at Nia Jax with bugged eyes as
the fans continue losing their minds.
[ The Rock
] Finally...
The fans cheer even louder.
[ The Rock
] THE ROCK... HAS COME BACK...
And louder, even.
[ The Rock
] To Nia Jax's... dressing room.
The fans begin chanting "ROCKY! ROCKY! ROCKY!"
[ The Rock
] Tonight, Nia Jax has a chance to
make... HER-STORY! YEAH! HER INSTEAD OF HIS! BECAUSE SHE'S A WAAAAH-MEN,
YEAH! YOU BETTER BELIEVE THE ROCK IS WOKE, MAMA!
Huge "Holy Shit" chant.
[ The Rock
] Tonight, it's gonna be Nia Jax versus
Jinny! Jinny versus Nia Jax! Women's World Championship on the LINE!
YEAH! And it's a LUMBA' JACK MATCH, MAMA! THE IRRESISTIBLE FORCE,
THICK MAMA JAX! GOIN' ONE ON ONNNNNNNE-HAH... WIT' THE SUN TAN
SLENDA' MAN!
The Rock turns his head dramatically and looks out at the fans...
who he can't possibly see from Nia Jax's dressing room. The Rock
smells the air.
[ The Rock
] CHANT IT!
The fans begin loudly chanting "SUN TAN SLENDER MAN" over and over.
As the fans loudly chant, The Rock whips his head back toward Nia
Jax.
[ The Rock
] Does Nia Jax hear that?! Does Nia Jax
hear... THE PEOPLE!? Look! LOOK AT THE ROCK! The Rock is dressed for
a WEDDING! Yeah, mama! The Rock... came to Supremacy... for a
WEDDING! But Barbie Blank is dead, ARR-EYE-PEE! Tom Cruise is GONE!
YEAH! SO WHAT'S THE ROCK SUPPOSED T' DO WITH THIS TOP HAT!?
Nia, Eve, and Tamina look confused.
[ The Rock
] THE ROCK SAYS... WHAT IS THE ROCK
SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS TOP HAT!? THE ROCK WILL TELL NIA JAX WHAT
THE ROCK IS SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS TOP HAT! THE UNION OF TOM
CRUISE AND BARBIE BLANK MIGHT BE... CAN-CELLLLLLLED... BUT THE ROCK
IS SOON TO WITNESS THE MUCH ANTICIPATED HOLY UNION OF NIA JAX AND
THE SGW WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
Jax pounds her fist into her open palm, nodding.
[ The Rock
] NIA JAX! JINNY! LUMBERJACKS! NIA JAX,
THE IRRESISTIBLE FORCE MUST GO THROUGH JINNY, THE SUN TAN SLENDA'
MAN, IN THE MATCH MADE IN HELL SO THAT THE ROCK AND ALL O' THE
ROCK'S FANS... THE ROCK SAYS THE ROCK AND ALL O' THE ROCK'S FANS CAN
WITNESS THE MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN! NIA JAX! WOMEN'S CHAMP-HEE-ONNNNNNNNNN!
Rey Mysterio walks into the room.
[ Rey Mysterio
] And I've got your back, too, Nia!
The Rock instantly pie faces Rey Mysterio out of the room.
[ The Rock
] HEY! HEY-HEY-HEY!
He slams the door shut.
[ The Rock
] WHO THE HELL INVITED MEXICAN
HORNSWOGGLE?!
The Rock eyeballs Eve Torres.
[ The Rock
] The Rock knows it was you, Eve
Torres.
She looks away from The Rock.
[ The Rock
] Don't let it happen again.
We fade out.
The scene shifts somewhere unknown backstage. With it pointed at
nothing in particular, we hear muffled conversation outside of its
view. CM Punk walks in front of it with his attention directed at
the cameraman himself.
[ CM Punk
] Nothing fancy. Just point and shoot, got it?
Paul Heyman is heard off camera.
[ Paul Heyman
] Punk, now is not the time for comments.
His pleas go in one ear and out the other.
[ Paul Heyman
] The match was rigged! He doesn’t deserve the title! Just go
back to the hotel, get some dinner, and sleep on it before you say
anything.
Punk, still looking at the cameraman, waits for his signal.
[ CM Punk
] We live?
The camera nods up and down.
[ CM Punk
] Good.
Punk rubs his palms together with disappointment smeared all over
his face. He thinks it over, choosing his words wisely.
[ CM Punk
] You know, every person who doesn’t see the results they
expect say “it’s just a slump” or “there’s a conspiracy against me.”
That’s not the route I’m taking.
Punk raises his head, still collecting his thoughts.
[ CM Punk
] I’ve not succeeded at the level that I expect from myself
and there’s only one person to level that blame on. And that’s me.
Admitting it out loud is hard to stomach.
[ CM Punk
] I’ve been my own worst enemy and tonight was no different,
but you know what? That ends.
Pause.
[ CM Punk
] From this moment onward, from now until the day SGW closes
its doors, you’re going to see a new CM Punk. You’re going to see a
man who will no longer accept the status quo. You’re going to see
the return of the REAL CM Punk, not the version of him that’s been
on cruise control. I know what I have to offer. I know what’s in the
tank. I say over and over that I’m the best. No longer will those
claims won’t ring hollow, they’ll ring truer than they ever have.
Humbled, Punk continues.
[ CM Punk
] I’ve not lived up to my potential and it pisses me off.
That all changes. SGW Championship Committee, give me your best shot
at the next show. It’s time to prove my worth and remind everyone..
And myself.. Why I truly am the best.. In the world.
Creating a tight shot, the camera adjusts to the perfect angle to
show Punk’s worn, tired eyes.
[ CM Punk
] Consider this the CM Punk Revival Tour.
Punk crosses his arms into his signature ‘X’ pose as we return to
ringside.
Referee -
Mike Chioda
| Time Limit -
30:00
All six men are battling in the ring and Mike Chioda doesn’t have a
chance to even try to restore order. Team Tremendous is setting the
tone early, desperately wanting their titles back. The ring is
cleared of both Trent? and Chuck Taylor thanks to stereo
clotheslines from the former champions. Ilja Dragunov rushes at them
but gets back body dropped over the top! Bill Carr climbs to the top
and dives onto the three men on the floor! The fans are loving it!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What an explosive start to the Tag Team Championship match!
[ Scott Steiner
] Look at that fat ass fly!
Dan Barry looks to join outside but he forgot about someone.. Low-Ki.
He turns to hit the ropes and Low-Ki drops him with a rolling kick
and Barry is OUT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] One shot, one kill
from Low-Ki! This one is ova’!
Low-Ki covers but Orange Cassidy rolls in and breaks it up with the
softest kick you’ve ever seen. Insulted, Low-Ki jumps up and roars
in Orange Cassidy’s face, not phasing him in the slightest. Orange
Cassidy slides his hands in his pockets and stares down Low-Ki.
[ Scott Steiner
] Well boys, we’re about to watch a fuckin’ murder! The
little man is gonna’ kill Pockets and I can’t wait!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Orange Cassidy is
savin’ his friends’ match by sacrificin’ himself for the cause!
Low-Ki tries a kick but Cassidy ducks with a dive. He dives again,
dodging another kick. Low-Ki tries stomping him on the ground but OC
kips up, still with his hands in his pockets. Low-Ki is furious! But
it’s short-lived as Bill Carr comes in and picks Cassidy up and
dumps him over the top rope! The fans completely turn on Team
Tremendous with that act.
[ Tony Schiavone
] The fans are letting Bill Carr have it! They love Orange
Cassidy!
[ Scott Steiner
] They’re stupid too!
Carr runs at Low-Ki and Ki dodges a clothesline, handsprings off the
ropes and flies back with a kick! He goes up top by Trent? pushes
him off, sending Low-Ki crashing hard on the outside. Chuck Taylor
tosses Barry back in and Best Friends go to work on Team Tremendous.
A Soul Food/Half-and-Half takes Carr down, going to the outside with
Dragnunov. The Best Friends see the opportunity and set things up,
STRONG ZERO ON DAN BARRY!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] We’re goin’ to have
new champions!
One, two, Ilja Dragunov in at the last second for the save! Dragunov
saves the championships for V.E.N.O.M.! TORPEDO MOSCOW ON TRENT?!
TORPEDO MOSCOW ON CHUCK TAYLOR! Low-Ki picks Dan Barry up, TORPEDO
MOSCOW! Low-Ki grabs him afterwards, KI-KRUSHER! Dragunov clears the
ring from anyone else in the vicinity as Low-Ki goes to the top.. KI
KRUSHER! One, two, three! Dan Barry never had a chance to kick out
of that intense series of offense!
WINNERS & STILL CHAMPIONS V.E.N.O.M. via PINFALL in 4:38
[ Tony Schiavone
] V.E.N.O.M. makes short work of their opponents in
impressive fashion!
As the fans rain boos down on the champions, Christian Michael
Jakobi enters the ring with the championships and hands one to
Dragunov and one to Low-Ki. Giulia enters as well and all four
members of V.E.N.O.M. celebrate in the middle of the ring, their
reign of terror continuing despite a hard-fought contest with two
fierce challengers. With their first defense in the books, the
dangerous team of Low-Ki and Ilja Dragunov now look to the future
and what teams may rise up and challenge them next.
As
V.E.N.O.M.’s theme plays across the arena, we fade into the posh
dressing room of Jinny and the House of Highers, where the trio are
watching the night’s events unfold.
[ Aliyah
] So much potential for the good D in
that match, am I right?
Jinny and Vanessa each cut their eyes to Aliyah, who melts into her
chair as the SGW Womens Champion’s glare may as well be projecting
flames into her skin. Clearly on edge with her defense looming
closer in the evening, Miss Couture bares fangs as only she can.
[ Jinny
] I wonder if your parents could ever forgiven themselves for
providing the ignorance-ridden gene pool which gives cause to the
muddled dross you speak.
Ouch. Aliyah’s head hangs in sorrow as Jinny stands.
[ Jinny
] I’m stepping into the closet for a moment to take a call…I
presume the two of you can continue breathing without my
supervision?
The Highers nod simultaneously as Borne lifts a finger slowly.
[ Vanessa Borne
] Spectacular! Another company seeking an endorsement, I
presume.
Jinny rolls her eyes.
[ Jinny
] Listen…I appreciate your seven brain cells working overtime
to presume things, but I advise firmly that the two of you keep your
combined forces of attention on the Lumberjack Match and allow Jinny
to do the Jinny things? Can we all do this? Yes? Excellent.
Jinny rolls her almond-brown eyes again and steps out of the main
locker room as Vanessa and Aliyah’s gazes meet.
[ Aliyah
] …she’s…feeling it, huh?
[ Vanessa Borne
] I guess so. You’re right, though, Ali…I could use a
date…I’ve been so stressed out lately.
The girls smirk as Orlando pops in the background, plenty of creepy
men willing to remove their fedoras to inquire on the availability
of openings for said dates.
[ Aliyah
] Me and you both, girl. I just need to
have a tough, manly winner pay attention to me for a while.
Many of these groan to themselves and rescind their names from
contention.
[ Vanessa Borne
] Mmmmm…someone exotic.
They meet eyes again.
[ Both Highers
] Someone who’s reeeeeally cool!
The Highers giggle to themselves as Orlando pop for their
playfulness.
[ Ted DiBiase
] Well, convenient for you two, I’ve got –
The Highers shriek in unison and jump out of their seats, completely
unaware that the Million Dollar Man had even stepped into the room.
[ Aliyah
] WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!
[ Vanessa Borne
] GET OUT OF HERE, YOU OLD PERV!
DiBiase rattles his finger around in his ear, shaking his hearing
back to operation and continues.
[ Ted DiBiase
] …that’s better. As I was saying, it’s convenient for you
two, because I’ve got an offer to make.
The fans pop huge as Aliyah and Vanessa look at one another back and
forth before starting to speak.
[ Ted DiBiase
] Well, listen to the offer, at least, girls…Shayna!
DiBiase waves behind him and Shayna Baszler steps into the room, her
miserable mood a seeming newly permanent feature on her face. She
looks at DiBiase and breathes hard through her nose, spreading an
arm to her side.
[ Shayna Baszler
] Presenting…your dates…
Orlando is nuclear as Los Ice Creams step into the room, dressed to
the nines and beyond. Hijo is wearing a pistachio-colored suit and
Junior’s is bubble-gum pink. The duo push ahead, nudging by Shayna
and standing on either side of DiBiase, whose eyebrows are jumping
like a Destiny’s Child hit.
[ Ted DiBiase
] See?! What’d I tell ‘ya? You said tough, manly winners…
The Ice Creams flex their muscles and Orlando roar as Aliyah’s face
sneers in disgust.
[ Ted DiBiase
] …exotic!
Hijo leans in carefully and speaks in his high-pitched voice.
[ El Hijo del Ice
Cream ] Mi pene es como un King
Cone ... está congelado. ¡Pero también! ¡Es un manjar delicioso que
te encantará en tu boca!
Eagle-eared Hispanics and hispanohablantes in the audience pop
massively as DiBiase speaks again.
[ Ted DiBiase
] What a gentleman! And yes, you already know…they’re cool!
So cool in fact, they’re ICE CREAM! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Vanessa holds up a hand as Orlando’s level of noise threatens to
blow the roof off the Amway Center.
[ Vanessa Borne
] …yeah…but they’re weird as all hell!
Los Ice Creams’ heads sink as Orlando boo and awe for them. DiBiase
looks at the Highers sternly and speaks again.
[ Ted DiBiase
] Now girls…my men…my Dairy Deviants…they like you two very,
very much…
As he speaks, the Million Dollar Man pulls out a sheet of paper from
inside his jacket, holding it carefully in front of his chest to not
let the Ice Creams see. The crumbled sheet reads “I WILL PAY YOU
$100,000 TO GO OUT WITH THEM” and Orlando explodes finally as
DiBiase carries on.
[ Ted DiBiase
] …so PLEASE…reconsider? They’d love to take you out on the
town, ladies!
Aliyah and Vanessa’s eyes are saucer-sized and their mouths fall
open before looking to one another, back and forth from the Ice
Creams to each other. Eventually Shayna steps forward and holds her
own sheet of paper up above the Ice Creams’ heads.
“100K EACH…IT’S STILL PROBABLY NOT ENOUGH”
Vanessa looks off, to the closet where Jinny is currently on the
phone, before looking back at Aliyah.
[ Vanessa Borne
] …I…I can’t…
[ Aliyah
] …it’s just…too good an offer.
They sigh deeply as the Ice Creams tap their fingers together
eagerly.
[ Both Highers
] …deal.
Orlando pops massively as Los Ice Creams leap up, pumping their
fists. They each take a Higher by the arm and stroll through the
door of the locker room as DiBiase looks to Baszler and speaks,
proudly.
[ Ted DiBiase
] …like I say, Shayna…everybody has a price.
Baszler groans as the pair exit the room. A moment later, Jinny
steps through the closet door and into the locker room, looking down
at her phone as she speaks.
[ Jinny
] Before you dribble it out, yes, I will accept your
apologies, but just know – I need you to be focused tonight! It’s
the three of us versus the wor—
Jinny looks up into an empty dressing room as Orlando roars again.
Her eyes grow wide and she swallows silently as we fade away.
Referee -
Rick Knox
| Time Limit -
60:00
In
a contest named for their uncle, Marshall and Ross Von Erich hit the
ring, visually stirring images of Kerry himself, double-teaming
Brian Cage like a pair of Texas Tornadoes as the match kicks off in
exciting fashion.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Here we go, guys – this one is
going to be crazy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] It’s already there,
Tony! Here comes Sammy Guevara to crash the Von Erich plans!
Sure enough, Guevara cuts off Ross with a big double axe handle,
smashing him with another two of the same strike before turning and
lighting up Marshall with a big punch of his own. Cage shakes off
the double teaming and charges, clotheslining Ross over the top rope
before Deus Ex Machina double team Marshall, stomping him over and
over like rabid animals!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Like a pack of
wolves, Tony – Deus Ex Machina are operating with clear intentions
of victory in their movements.
[ Scott Steiner
] I like this jacked up sunnavabitch – what’s his deal, John
Bonham?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well, Scott, I
don’t mean to be secretive, but perhaps you should learn from
watching – all I’ll say is, they call him….’CAAAAAAAAAGE!’
Rick Knox rushes to check on Ross, who is still down on the floor –
but inside the ring, it’s not looking great for Marshall, either!
Cage has him held in a stalled vertical suplex as Guevara scoots to
the apron and leaps, springboarding with a 360 before splashing with
a cross body and driving Marshall into the mat with a beautiful
double-team maneuver! Guevara covers – but Marshall’s up at one!
[ Tony Schiavone
] You can’t deny the heart of
these Von Erich boys, guys.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] It certainly seems
as though they’ve had a great string of luck thus far in their SGW
careers – and I’m not talking about victories! They’ve quite
literally avoided permenant, serious injury in some cases!
[ Scott Steiner
] Comes in their DNA, I surmise!
Ross begins crawling across the apron, looking to provide assistance
to his brother, but Cage is quick to stop that notion, stomping the
Texan to the arena floor as Sammy Guevara talks smack into another
camera. Marshall’s up quickly, though! He blasts Cage from behind
with a running attack, sending them both to the floor in a heap with
Ross! The Von Erichs continue their tandem assault on the Machine,
giving him rights and lefts and generally stunning the big man until
–
[ Tony Schiavone
] MY WORD! MY GOD!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] SAMMY GUEVARA! WHAT
A MOVE, THE SPRINGBOARD 450 TO WIPE OUT THE ENTIRE FIELD!
[ Tony Schiavone
] THAT HAS TO BE THE MOST
INCREDIBLE MANEUVER IN THE HISTORY OF OUR GREAT SPORT!
Sammy Guevara’s death-defying springboard 450 Splash from the top
rope to the floor wipes out all four men as the Orlando crowd
explodes with excitement. “The Spanish God” is the first to his feet
and pumps his fists before flexing aggressively at a young woman at
ringside.
[ Scott Steiner
] I respect the hustle, little man, but your ass needs to put
these unlucky Texas shits away and worry about the freaks after the
bell’s rang!
Finished with his flirting, Sammy hurls Ross Von Erich under the
bottom rope and into the ring, sliding in after his opponent and
running ahead, beautifully executing a standing Shooting Star Press!
Guevara covers – ONE! TWO! TH—NO! ‘Only a two,’ says Referee Rick
Knox!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I know you’ve been
impressed with Cage, Scott, but Guevara is an incredible athlete in
his own right! He’s probably in the top five fliers in all of SGW as
of right now!
[ Scott Steiner
] He’s got the flips, all right, but let’s see the kid fuckin’
finish someone before we give him all that high praise!
Sammy begins lifting Ross from the mat, but Marshall is in and
dropkicks Guevara to the canvas himself! After helping his brother
up, the Von Erichs shoot Guevara into the ropes – and connect with a
double hip toss!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Big time double team!
[ Scott Steiner
] YEAH, YEAH – BUT HERE COMES THE BIG MAN!
Cage slides into the ring and charges the brothers – Marshall
leapfrogs him and Ross pushes him past, sending him through the
ropes and clocking his head on the ringpost with a mighty gonging
noise! Cage slumps through the ropes and hits the floor in a heap as
the brothers reconvene in center ring –
[ Tony Schiavone
] Guevara’s flying again!
Sammy soars through the air with a big cross body, looking to take
both brothers out, but they move at the last second and Guevara
splats onto the canvas! Ross scoops the smaller opponent up and
positions him – and Marshall applies the Iron Claw! He holds it on,
wrenching on Sammy’s head before—
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] IRON! CLAW!
DRIVERRR!
[ Tony Schiavone
] That’s their move! Ross’ got
the cover – and MARSHALL DOGPILES ON, TOO!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNERS THE VON ERICHS via PINFALL in 8:08
Orlando pops as Ross and Marshall come off of Guevara and embrace,
having earned a measure of revenge on the young man birthed of a
jackal!
[ Tony Schiavone
] ANOTHER impressive win for the
Von Erich brothers, guys!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Indeed, but I think
both teams have made an impact tonight – you don’t rough up and
nearly beat a team like the Von Erichs twice and have nothing to
show for it, in my books!
[ Scott Steiner
] ANYONE AS JACKED AS THIS BASTARD CAGE DESERVES A SECOND
LOOK FOR SURE! THOSE VON ERICHS, THOUGH – THEY KEEP WINNIN’! WHAT
THE FUCK IS THIS?!
Before long, Cage yanks Guevara out of the ring and the pair angrily
stomp up the aisle, nearly smashing Charly Caruso on their way. The
effervescent announcer enters the ring, smiling, and begins to
interview the victorious Von Erich brothers.
[ Charly Caruso
] Marshall, Ross – another impressive victory for you boys
here tonight! What’s on your mind after compiling a winning streak
in such a competitive division?
The Von Erichs look around the arena happily before Marshall saddles
up to Charly and answers.
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] Well, you beautiful
thing, you, I’m happy to tell’ya! Ya’see, Ross’n’me? We’ve worked
hard to earn respect here in SGDubbaya and I think we’ve done that
well. So now, Charly?
Marshall lifts his eyebrows and nods as Ross leans in to the mic.
[ Ross Von Erich
] We’re calling out the SGW World Tag Team Champions!
V.E.N.O.M.! You boys have run roughshod with those belts long enough
– and now, these good ‘ole Texas boys are ready to have y’all put
up…or shut up!
[ Charly Caruso
] Well, folks, there you have it! The Von Erich brothers are
seeking a shot at the SGW World Tag Tea—
Marshall leans back in.
[ Marshall Von
Erich ] Pardon me, ma’am…but
there’s no seekin’ to it! We been seekin’ it – and now, we’re
demandin’ it! We earned it – and we’re ready to see if V.E.N.O.M.
can hush us up!
Marshall and Ross high-five and exit the ring as Charly smiles at
them, chuckling to herself.
[ Charly Caruso
] Forgive me, fans, the Von Erich brothers are DEMANDING a
shot at the SGW World Tag Team Championships! When or if they’ll
receive this match is yet to be seen, but we’ll be sure to keep you
posted with all the latest news and updates as they arrive right
here at SGW Supremacy!
Charly smiles and we cut to the Von Erich brothers, hands raised in
victory as we fade to the back.
An
immediate cut backstage shows the SGW Tag Team Champions, Low-Ki and
Ilja Dragunov, watching the ending of the Von Erichs’ post-match
interview with great interest. Their expressions show interest but
they’re not impressed.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] Ah yes, The Von
Erichs.
Christian Michael Jakobi enters the scene with a cup of coffee. He
stands in the center of his clients with Giulia by his side.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] The brothers
fight strong, with honor and pride. They want to do right by their
family name.
He gently blows the rising steam off of his coffee before taking a
small sip.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] If they want a
shot at the championships, then who are we to decline?
Jakobi looks at the Von Erichs celebrating in the ring. Low-Ki and
and Dragunov look back at their advisor.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] With the demise
of the Best Friends and Team Tremendous tonight, we will require
fresh competition.
His lips yield a confident smile.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] If this is what
they want, then we will give them just that. They will learn that
their wish for a championship opportunity can be granted, but it
will come at a price.
Low-Ki and Dragunov look on as Jakobi continues his calm, monotone
declaration.
[ Christian
Michael Jakobi ] A very painful
price. Gentlemen, tonight, we celebrate.. But prepare, for we will
see them very, very soon with a message in response to their
welcomed challenge.
Fade.
Elsewhere in the Amway Center, we get a tight shot of Keith Lee, who
is seated in a folding chair with a black towel draped across his
head and shoulders. He’s slowly removing the tape from his wrists
and flexing his fingers as he decompresses from the Gold Rush Match
earlier in the night.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, the very-impressive Keith Lee has done a lot to make
his name in his short stint in Solid Gold Wrestling thus far, one of
the most prominent notes on his record, though, MUST be his
impressive performance in the Gold Rush Match for the SGW
Intercontinental Championship earlier tonight.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] You can sense the
level of competitor that Lee is, gentlemen – look at his body
language! He’s absolutely seething that he isn’t going home with the
Intercontinental Championship tonight.
Lee breathes in and out deeply and slowly turns his head slightly to
the right.
[ Keith Lee
] …what?
The crowd pre-emptively pops as the camera zooms out to reveal Bret
‘the Hitman’ Hart, clad in a SGW Hockey Jersey and jean shorts, hair
pulled back in a ponytail, as is his custom.
[ Scott Steiner
] Oh, great, what’s this old bastard want?!
Hart swallows and smirks.
[ Bret Hart
] Keith. Can I have a word with
you, please?
Orlando pops as Lee stands, inching higher than Bret as he reaches
his full height. Bret’s warm expression hasn’t left his face.
[ Bret Hart
] Thank you. Now listen,
Keith…we all see a whole lot in you on the Championship Committee.
We’re very excited to have you on this roster of talent. I don’t
want you to get down on yourself any at all after tonight’s match.
Lee hasn’t moved an inch and is standing still, listening carefully
to the Hitman’s words.
[ Bret Hart
] It’s tough, ya’know. I know
better than anybody what it feels like to go out there in the SGW
ring and lose a championship. In fact, I’ve lost a lot of them
myself in the past…
Hart chuckles to himself as Lee finally turns to face him.
[ Keith Lee
] With all due respect, Hitman…this
one’s my first shot at a championship. This one’s gonna sting…
Lee shrugs the towel off his shoulders and it hits the chair behind
him as the Orlando fans pop. He lifts his chin, sensing this energy
and closes his eyes a moment before finishing his thought.
[ Keith Lee
] But you…and the Championship
Committee…have nothing at all to worry about. I know who I am…I know
what I can do. I’m keenly aware of the quality of opponent in Solid
Gold Wrestling and respect the grind…I respect this process.
Bret nods, understanding.
[ Keith Lee
] But you all on the
Championship Committee should and know and respect something about
me, too…I know this roster is stacked, top-to-bottom. I know they’re
skilled…but me, Hitman?
The Orlando fans pop again as a smile breaks across the Hitman’s
face.
[ Keith Lee
] …I’m Limitless. I know my time
is coming. I’m unconcerned with the when, even though it stings that
it isn’t tonight.
Bret pats Lee on the shoulder as the big man continues.
[ Keith Lee
] Chris Jericho…Steve Corino…they’re
on borrowed time. And when their time runs out? They’ll be the ones
needing a talkin’-to when they see that I’m the type of man to win a
championship…and then never lose it again.
The two men shake hands as Orlando roars in the affirmative.
[ Bret Hart
] Now that’s what I like to
hear. You have a good evening, Keith.
[ Keith Lee
] Likewise.
As Hart steps through the door, Lee sits down and rips off the final
piece of his tape, looking ahead with a determined look in his eyes
as we fade away.
Returning back to the ringside area, we find Justin Roberts in the
ring holding a microphone.
[ Tony Schiavone
] How about another championship match, guys?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This is goin’ to be
a good one! The Real World Championship is on the line! This is a
validation moment for both men. One needs to prove the title’s worth
while the other needs to prove he’s worthy of the opportunity!
The lights in the arena go down.
“Wrestling has more than one royal family.”
“Kingdom” hits and plays through most of the first verse until Cody
Rhodes appears from the back with Brandi Rhodes by his side to a
thunderous response from the fans. Cody is wearing gray and purple
ring gear with a black, sleeveless shirt. Brandi is in a Nightmare
Family t-shirt and a black skirt. The two kiss at the top of the
ramp and slap hands with the fans down the ramp. Cody is fired up,
jumping to the top rope and waving his arms, pumping the fans up
even more.
[ Tony Schiavone
] I’ve said it many, many times. I’ve been a family friend of
this family for nearly 40 years, guys, and what Cody’s done since
The Brotherhood dissolved in February. He’s become one of the go-to
guys in this company. Tonight, he could become champion!
[ Scott Steiner
] I SPENT MANY DAYS WITH HIS FAT ASS DAD AND HIS FAT ASS
BROTHER, AND I GOTTA’ TELL YOU ALL SOMETHIN’.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Oh great.
[ Scott Steiner
] CODY RHODES HAS ABS SO, BY MY CALCULATIONS, THAT MEANS CODY
RHODES AIN’T FAT, THUS EARNIN’ MY RESPECT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] ...What?
Cody and Brandi kiss again inside the ring and Cody rips his shirt
down the middle and then throws it into the crowd. Then, the opening
sequence of “The Final Countdown” hits and the mood in the arena
changes instantly. After a lengthy delay, Danielson finally appears
from the back as the chorus of the song begins. He makes a slow walk
to the ring, the Real World Championship shining brightly around his
waist, and a smug look on his face lets you know the confidence
going into this match. He stops at the end of the ramp and throws
his arms in the air and belts out, “BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD!” The
fans drown him out in boos. He turns his back from the ring and his
attention is now on a fan in the front row. After a few seconds of
trading barbs, he turns around and CODY RHODES DIVES THROUGH THE
MIDDLE ROPE, COLLIDING WITH DANIELSON! The fight is on!
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards
| Time Limit -
60:00
[ Tony Schiavone
] Cody Rhodes wasting no time!
Cody picks Danielson up and sends him into the ring post! Danielson
keeps pushing Cody away, trying to create separation, but the
challenger keeps the pressure on, even ripping the title belt off
and striking Danielson in the back with it! Danielson finally makes
his way into the ring with Cody following right behind. Aubrey
Edwards calls for the bell.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] There were no ring
introductions, no pageantry, nothin’ of the sort in this one!
Danielson is on his knees begging for mercy as Cody cocks his fist
back. The fans are encouraging Cody, but a moment of hesitation
costs him, as Danielson hits him low and rolls him up! One, kick
out! Danielson uses the shift in momentum to his advantage, slowing
the challenger’s flurry. A butterfly suplex and a stiff knee to the
temple staggers Cody and Danielson sees an opportunity. He locks
Rhodes’ arms with his legs and begins leveling him with MMA Elbows!
One after one after one!
[ Scott Steiner
] THIS SHIT IS OVER!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Cody’s in trouble!
The elbows continue but Cody starts shaking them off! The more
Danielson hits him the more fired up Cody gets! He breaks an arm
free and is able to block the final attempt, dragging Danielson to
the mat, CRIPPLER CROSSFACE! Danielson quickly grabs the ropes and
goes outside. Cody gets to and hits the ropes, HE DIVES BUT
DANIELSON THROWS BRANDI IN FRONT OF HIM! CODY DESTROYS BRANDI!
Danielson hops back into the ring, climbs to the top, FRONT FLIP ON
TOP OF CODY TO THE OUTSIDE!
“BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD!”
Danielson rolls back inside as Aubrey has no choice but to start the
ten count. Cody finally comes to as Aubrey hits seven, but then sees
Brandi holding her neck on the floor next to him. He checks on her
but she begins screaming for him to get back inside.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Aubrey is at eight!
Nine!
At 9.99 Cody dives back into the ring and Danielson attacks with
vicious stomps! He grabs Cody’s arms and begins stomping on Cody’s
face, busting his nose in the process. Cody manages to roll over and
lock Danielson’s legs with his own, creating a drop toe hold of
sorts and sends Danielson down. Cattle Mutilation! Cody Rhodes has
applied Danielson’s own move! Cody quickly rolls them both over and
locks Danielson’s arms, MMA ELBOWS OF HIS OWN! Danielson locks his
legs around the bottom rope to create a break.
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is what a World title match is all about! Both men
want to be the best!
Cody springs off the ropes as Danielson gets to his feet - Disaster
Kick! One, two, thre- no! Last second kick out! Cody collapses on
the mat, knowing that it was so close. Danielson and Cody are both
back to their feet and have a face off. Cody shoves Danielson and
Danielson fires back with a slap that echoes throughout the arena!
Cody slaps Danielson and Danielson slaps him again! The two alpha
dogs plant their foreheads against one another and trade trash talk.
Danielson shoves Cody back and delivers a stiff forearm smash to the
base of the jaw! Cody returns! They begin rapid-fire trading blows
and the fans are coming unglued! Both Cody and Danielson stagger
back, weak-legged. Danielson attempts a rolling elbow but Cody
counters into a snap powerslam!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This is the
damndest thing I’ve eva’ seen! They’re perfectly matched!
Cody drags Danielson up, CROSS RHODES! One, two, kick out! Cody
wastes no time and jumps to the middle rope as Danielson drags
himself up, CODY CUTTER! One, two, kick out! Cody picks Danielson
up, SMALL PACKAGE BY DANIELSON! ONE, TWO, NO! Danielson swings but
Cody counters again, CROSS RHODES! Cody maintains the hold! A THIRD
CROSS RHODES!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Cover him, Cody!
Having used all of his energy for the moves, Cody is spent.
Danielson is out cold on the mat himself. Aubrey begins counting
both men out with both still on their backs. Danielson comes to
first and rolls out of the ring and takes his title belt from the
timekeeper. Cody pulls himself up in time to see Danielson jumping
over the guardrail and waving the match off. Aubrey is counting but
Cody is begging her to stop.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Bryan Danielson,
that clam-digga’! He’s walked out on the match!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Every time you think bryan Danielson has turned the page,
be it against Tim Storm or Cody Rhodes or whomever, he does
something despicable like this!
As the count grows, Cody drops to his knees, blood running down his
nose, knowing there’s nothing he can do as Danielson disappears in
the crowd as Aubrey finally reaches ten. She calls for the bell and
“Kingdom” hits. Aubrey raises his arm in the air as Brandi enters
the ring.
WINNER CODY RHODES via COUNT OUT in 9:25
[ Tony Schiavone
] “REAL” World Champion, my ass!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Tony, it’s
justifiable to be upset but let’s not be surprised!
In no mood for celebration, Cody immediately calls for a microphone.
Justin Roberts delivers and Cody stands in the center of the ring,
dealing with a number of emotions from disappointment to exhaustion
to anger.
[ Cody Rhodes
] I joined SGW in late-October and debuted in a dark match on
the very first show a week later. I’m undefeated in title matches,
yet, there’s barely any memory of my accomplishments here. In my
third match, I became Elevation Champion and vowed to become a
fighting champion. I did what nobody else would. I offered Jimmy
Havoc five more minutes so we didn’t end in a draw and I lost my
title. Did I get a rematch? Nope. Jimmy Havoc’s had main event after
main event and I’ve stood still.
He wipes the blood from his nose and wipes it on his tights.
[ Cody Rhodes
] Then my brother screws us out of the Tag Team
Championships. No fault of my own there, but thanks to my work, the
tag team division is flourishing better than even the days when Edge
and Christian reigned! I work hard and get a third title match, this
time against Ruby Riott. I win the match, yet, here’s Ruby Riott
defending the Limitless Championship against Juventud Guerrera
tonight.
Cody leans on the top rope as Brandi rubs his back. There’s simply
no hiding the frustration.
[ Cody Rhodes
] I had to take it upon myself to challenge for this match
tonight because SGW sure as hell wasn’t going to break their necks
booking Danielson real challenges. Since they couldn't get James
Ellsworth to fight him, they let me challenge, I guess. Fourth
time’s the charm, right? Right? SGW has let their “real” World
Champion walk out on a goddamn pay-per-view, screwing me and all of
its fans! Again, I win a title match and have no title to show for
it. This has to be some kind of a record.
“BULL-SHIT! BULL-SHIT!”
[ Cody Rhodes
] I was brought up to work hard. I was told the harder you
work, the more opportunities would come. Yet, in SGW, it seems the
harder you work, the more of the shaft you get. I didn’t get a
chance to compete in 12 Large to become World Champion. I sure as
hell wasn’t placed into the WrestleBrawl match. Nah. BECAUSE MY SPOT
WAS TAKEN BY VINCE RUSSO! BY JEFF JARRETT! BY PEOPLE WHO AREN’T EVEN
ON THE ACTIVE ROSTER! I’ve sat back and been a good soldier. I’ve
been on-time, consistent, and deadly in this ring, there are people
who don’t deserve their spots getting title matches hand over fist!
Cody takes a deep breath and collects himself. He’s gone a little
too far but there’s no return.
[ Cody Rhodes
] I get praise from the people in charge, the boys in the
back, the fans online. Every show, I’m here. I do the work and it’s
not just a catchphrase, it’s a lifestyle! This “win” tonight is as
hollow as Danielson’s case for being a World Champion. I’ve not lost
in nearly four months, yet, I’m as lost in the shuffle as a newcomer
or a trouble-maker. If you’ve waited to see if Cody Rhodes is real
or if he’s committed, then your wait is over because I assure you,
The American Nightmare is as real as it gets! Every obstacle I’ve
faced, I’ve overcome. Every bad apple placed in front of me, I’ve
beaten! Every challenge, I’ve met head on without uttering a word!
Cody turns and looks deep into the camera.
[ Cody Rhodes
] So if you think the more adversary that gets dumped on Cody
Rhodes will make me give up my quest, think again. I will be SGW
World Champion! I will not give up! I will not be sidelined any
longer! I have my eye on the REAL SGW Championship, the one Jimmy
Havoc and Val Venis fought over tonight! The one Bret Hart validated
21 years ago! The one that MATTERS!
Huge crowd pop.
[ Cody Rhodes
] The thicker the glass that gets installed on the ceiling
above my head, the sweeter it’ll be when I crash through it and
fulfill my destiny as a leader, as a legend, as a CHAMPION!
Cody drops the mic as the fans roar. He and Brandi exit the ring as
we switch to the back.
Judas Mesias storms through the backstage area with no destination
in particular. He stops and stares at Danhausen, who is minding his
own business, flipping through a magazine.
[ Judas Mesias
] I challenge you!
[ Danhausen
] Danhausen has already competed. I almost won the
Intercontinentalhausen Championship!
[ Judas Mesias
] Meet me in the ring.. For pain!
Danhausen looks around, his eyes nearly bugging out of his head.
[ Danhausen
] I have already told you! I’ve already competed!
Darby Allin passes by while riding a skateboard.
[ Danhausen
] Him! Go ask him!
[ Judas Mesias
] You want to be a demon? You will meet the undead in the
ring!
[ Danhausen
] Look at him! He has a skeleton painted on his face! He’s
PERFECT for you! Danhausen is very busy.
Judas Mesias turns his attention to Darby Allin, who does a kickflip
while minding his own business.
[ Judas Mesias
] I challenge you to an inferno match!
[ Darby Allin
] Pass.
Darby puts his board down and skates off into the distance. As the
camera pans over, Danhausen sees Apollo Crews and Virgil.
[ Danhausen
] Guys! Go fight Judas Mesias.
[ Virgil
] How much is he paying, clown?
[ Danhausen
] I’m not a clown! I’m Danhausen! Very nice, very evil!
[ Virgil
] Unless he got that fuck money, we
ain’t doin’ shit. We’re goin’ to the Olive Garden.
[ Apollo Crews
] You fight ‘em.
[ Danhausen
] I’ve already competed! How hard is it to understand?
Bryan Danielson comes into the scene, sweating profusely, out of
breath, but still clutching his championship.
[ Danhausen
] Oh good! Someone to validate this moment!
[ Bryan Danielson
] Screw you!
Danielson pie-faces Danhausen to the ground! Standing in the middle
of all of these moving parts, Danielson makes a declaration.
[ Bryan Danielson
] DID YOU ALL SEE THAT? I AM THE ONLY REAL AND LEGITIMATE
CHAMPION IN SOLID GOLD WRESTLING!
AJ Gray walks in unimpressed.
[ AJ Gray
] The fans deserved a clean finish to that, man.
[ Bryan Danielson
] “Deserved?” Cody Rhodes is a joke! The fans are a joke!
YOU, you are a joke! You all have deserved nothing! Nobody has
EARNED anything like I have! I’ve EARNED this championship and I
have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt who the REAL SGW World
Champion is!
Danielson scoffs at the sight of AJ Gray.
[ Bryan Danielson
] Nice face.
He snarls.
[ Bryan Danielson
] Prick.
Danielson holds his title high as everyone around looks on in
disgust of Danielson’s boisterous claims. He’s lived to fight
another day as Real World Champion, but he’s not come close to
earning the respect of his peers.
[ Judas Mesias
] Fight me in a death match. Put your title on the line.
[ Bryan Danielson
] Go fight Danhausen because you'll NEVER be worthy enough to
step into the ring with the REAL World Champion!
The camera pans over to Danhausen, who throws his magazine in the
air and shrugs.
[ Danhausen
] I’VE ALREADY COMPETED! DOES NOBODY LISTEN TO WHAT DANHAUSEN
HAS TO SAY OR WHAT?!
The scene fades.
Before the next match begins, the camera pans around the ringside
area and we get a look at something quite unexpected. Sitting right
in the front row, center of the aisle... is The Miz and Maryse! The
fans erupt in boos!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, it's The Miz and his wife, Maryse!
There's been rumors that these two have signed SGW contracts... but
I think this confirms it!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And I'm just now
receiving word through my headset, Tony! The Miz is set to debut in
two weeks at So-Called Rivals! Scheduled to appear one on one
against a man who was victorious earlier tonight... AJ GRAY!
[ Scott Steiner
] As long as he's bringin' that MILF with him, I don't care
who he's in the ring against! Not gonna lie, though, he looks pretty
stupid with that haircut!
We focus back on the ring as our next matches gets underway!
Referee -
Paul Turner
| Time Limit -
30:00
The fans don't know what to think as this match begins. Kris
Statlander stands across the ring, full of intensity, from the
entirety of Dr. Cube's Army... officially in the match, we see
Hikaru Shida, Shoko Nakajima, Nurse Ratchet, and Dr. Cube himself.
At ringside, we see Tucor and Dusto Bunny, shuffling around and
chirping and chittering at one another.
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is certainly one of the most bizarre match-ups we've
ever seen in Solid Gold Wrestling! And this is coming from a man who
sat ringside while John Travolta wrestled in a speedo, covered in
baby oil!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well, it's been a
crazy ride since Holiday Hell when all of this started. What we
thought was a routine dust-up between The Cube Army and the team of
Kris Statlander and Candy Floss... well, it's turned into something
far more than we ever imagined!
[ Scott Steiner
] Yeah, a buncha' outlaw bullshit!
[ Tony Schiavone
] We've seen the return of Tom Cruise, the unfortunate demise
of Tom Cruise! The transformation of Tommaso Ciampa into Tucor!
We've seen Tucor enslaved by Dr. Cube! Freed from Dr. Cube! Enslaved
again by Dr. Cube! The transformation of Candy Floss into Dusto
Bunny... as well the idea that we might get to see Tom Cruise marry
Barbie Blank right here at Supremacy!
[ Scott Steiner
] R.I.P., you beautiful bitch!
[ Tony Schiavone
] But what it all comes down to... is this! Kris Statlander,
the Galaxy's Greatest Alien... and maybe, now... the Galaxy's Last
Great Hope! Across the ring from her, Dr. Cube and his malicious
minions! Four on one, if you only count the competitors IN the
match! What's at stake? Well, I truly... don't really know. Real
Ultimate Power is what it's called... what it is, what it can do...
I... I don't know the limitations of it. We've witnessed it do some
truly horrible things, and why Dr. Cube doesn't just use it to blink
Kris Statlander out of existence like Tom Cruise... or transform her
into one of his mindless drones, I don't know!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I'm sure there's
some highly convoluted rules to the Real Ultimate Power that we're
simply not privy to, Tony.
[ Scott Steiner
] God damn! This shit is ridiculous! Just send the fuckin'
asteroid already if this is what we're really puttin' on SGW
television! I remember when me 'n Gangrel were tyin' up and people
thought that shit was too extreme 'cause he was pourin' blood all
over the place, givin' me blood baths every week like some kinda'
blood fetish creepazoid or some shit but that shit? That shit was
TAME compared to this happy horseshit! Dr. Cube? Tucor? Galaxy's
Greatest fuckin' Alien?! MORE LIKE... MUDSHOW TRASH! Call it the
Final Battle for Real Ultimate Power, call it whatever the FUCK you
wanna call it! But I calls it like I see it and I call it... THE
DEATH... OF THE PROFESSIONAL WRESTLIN' BUSINESS! FUCK DR. CUBE! AND
FUCK ANYBODY WHO LIKES THIS SHIT!
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is the end of the line, folks!
As soon as the bell rings, Kris Statlander charges across the ring,
but is met halfway by Hikaru Shida and Shoko Nakajima! It's two on
one as they try to overwhelm her! Statlander fights back valiantly,
swinging away and peppering Shida and Shoko with forearm strikes and
knee lifts until they fall away from her! Shoko staggers backward
and Statlander runs at her... SHOTGUN DROPKICK! Statlander kips back
up and Shida charges at her! Statlander executes a MATRIX EVASION
and Shida turns right into a PELE KICK! Both Big Kaijus roll out of
the ring and Statlander turns and points at Cube and Ratchet! Cube
points at Statlander and Ratchet advances on her!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Dr. Cube doesn't
want any of Kris Statlander! He's siccing his undead dog on 'er!
Statlander charges and nails Nurse Ratchet with a big clothesline!
The fans pop huge as Ratchet staggers backward! Statlander stays on
her, delivering forearm after forearm until Ratchet is propped up in
the corner. Statlander continues blasting away at her until she
falls into a seated position! Statlander charges across the ring and
nails Ratchet with a CORNER CANNONBALL! The fans cheer loudly!
Statlander rolls back to her feet and pulls Ratchet out of the
corner by her hair... but Ratchet reaches into her pocket and
produces a syringe of viscous green liquid! She tries to stab
Statlander with it... but Statlander holds her wrist, shaking with
exertion! Shoko and Shida return to the ring and charge at
Statlander's rear... but Statlander redirects Ratchet's syringe and
it catches Shoko in the arm! SHOKO IS DOWN AND OUT!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Someone get a doctor for Shoko Nakajima! That viscous green
liquid is now coursing through her veins!
Ratchet drops the syringe as Shida charges in and goes for a flying
knee strike... but Statlander moves and the knee strike nails Nurse
Ratchet, knocking her through the ropes to the floor! Shida looks on
with wide eyes, surprised by what she's done! Statlander turns
around and drills Shida with a series of forearms before
clotheslining her over the top rope to the floor! Shida and Nurse
Ratchet collect themselves at ringside... just in time for
Statlander to leap onto the top rope and fly... 450 SPLASH TO THE
FLOOR ON SHIDA AND RATCHET!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!
LIKE A METEOR FROM SPACE! KRIS STATLANDER HAS MADE A BLOODY IMPACT!
Statlander returns to her feet, pumping her fists, full of
excitement! The fans are going wild! And then Tucor whips her
around! Statlander nails Tucor with a big right hand! Tuctor
staggers backward against the ring post and Statlander charges at
him! She leaps, plants her foot in the middle of his chest... and
BACKFLIPS OFF HIS CHEST! Tucor falls into a seated position as
Statlander whips around... and walks right into a BIG CLOTHESLINE
FROM DUSTO BUNNY! Statlander goes down hard and looks up at Dusto
Bunny in fear! "Earthling Floss! Please! I know you're still in
there!" she cries out but Dusto Bunny won't be stopped! Dusto Bunny
hoists Kris Statlander up off the mat and tosses her through the
ropes, back into the ring!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh no! Dusto Bunny clearly holds no memory of its past life
as Candy Floss! It has truly become one of Dr. Cube's soulless
monsters!
Kris Statlander returns to one knee and looks out through the ropes
at Dusto Bunny, genuinely hurt... but before she can do anything
else, Hikaru Shida comes out of nowhere with TAMASHII NO THREE
COUNT, blowing up Statlander's face with a running knee strike!
Statlander goes down! Dr. Cube saunters in the ring and covers her,
a smile on his oversized square head! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNERS THE CUBE ARMY via PINFALL in 7:51
The fans boo loudly as Dr. Cube rises up, shaking his fists and
shouting "YES! YES! YESSSSSSSS!" over and over. He gestures toward
the back and Cube Soldiers begin filing out. A couple of them hit
ringside and collect Shoko Nakajima's limp body before carrying it
up the ramp where the stage has begun to separate. Smoke and a light
show from somewhere in the bowels of the arena emanate from the
gaping hole in the stage! A large, phallic escape tube with a smile
face on the tip emerges.
[ Scott Steiner
] Christ! Why won't it stop!
Hikaru Shida and Nurse Ratchet grab a struggling Kris Statlander and
guide her toward the escape pod as well. Dr. Cube follows, cackling
with glee. The soldiers take Shoko inside the pod, followed by Tucor
and Dusto Bunny. However, as they reach the pod, Statlander manages
to get free from Shida and Ratchet, keeping them at bay with forearm
strikes and brutal kicks! Dr. Cube wanders too close and Statlander
grabs him tightly around his torso, dragging him toward the hole in
the stage. Dr. Cube struggles with everything he has and the camera
catches a glimpse of what lies beneath... a swirling void of bright
colors and debris from places in time that we can only imagine!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I don't know what I'm looking at! What... what is that,
Nigel!?
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I'm not going t'
lie to you, Tony! I have no bloody idea!
Dr. Cube tries his best to shove Statlander off of him but she won't
be denied! The face on his oversized head now resembles a squiggly
frown as he tries to push her away. Shida looks on with genuine fear
in her eyes, refusing to move forward as the lights and smoke begin
to billow out of the gaping hole in the stage!
[ Dr. Cube
] No! No, you fool!
[ Kris Statlander
] This is the only way! You must be stopped!
[ Dr. Cube
] You will condemn us both to a fate which no one before has
ever known or suffered, alien wretch! You dare threaten to release
me from this corporeal form... to trap me inside the Nexus of
Reality!? NO! UNACCEPTABLE! I HAVE SEEN HOW THIS STORY ENDS! WHAT
YOU HOPE TO ACHIEVE... IS NOT ONLY IMPROBABLE, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE!
There's a roar from deep beneath the stage... and a single figure
launches out of the hole, beaming with cosmic energy and blinding at
least a hundred fans in the nearest vicinity.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Is that... IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] There's no way!
[ Scott Steiner
] I thought that son of a bitch was dead!
Tom Cruise emerges like he was launched out of a cannon and lands on
the stage next to Dr. Cube and Kris Statlander! The fans pop huge!
Tom Cruise wraps his arms around Statlander and Dr. Cube, a wild
look in his eyes.
[ Dr. Cube
] NO! NOT TOM CRUISE! I DESTROYED YOU! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!
Tom Cruise flashes that movie star grin and... no shit... his teeth
sparkle.
[ Tom Cruise
] Nothing is impossible, you son of a bitch!
And then he begins to fall backward, taking them both with him!
[ Tom Cruise
] NOT IF YOU BELIEVE!
Tom Cruise, Kris Statlander, and Dr. Cube fall backward into the
hole. The fans are losing their minds as the light show suddenly
stops... the smoke stops billowing. The Nexus of Reality has closed!
Hikaru Shida looks down into the hole and sees only a basement,
hydraulics, wires... nothing otherworldly or uncommon at all. No
sign of Statlander, Cube, or Cruise. Nurse Ratchet tilts her head to
the side, confused.
[ Tony Schiavone
] What did we just witness?!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I'm no expert,
Tony, but I think Kris Statlander and Tom Cruise just made the
ULTIMATE SACRIFICE in orda' to seal away Dr. Cube and the Real
Ultimate Power within this... Nexus of Reality! Whatever that is!
Shida and Nurse Ratchet remain silent as the fans begin chanting
"HOLY SHIT!" over and over, unable to comprehend what they just
witnessed. Suddenly, Dr. Cube emerges from behind the curtain... but
not the original Dr. Cube... most likely the Dr. Cube clone from the
Supremacy Battle Royal earlier tonight. Shida and Ratchet both look
at Cube and then back down into the hole. The new Dr. Cube gestures
toward the escape pod.
[ Dr. Cube-2
] Come, ladies. We have much work to do!
The new Dr. Cube climbs into the pod, followed by the very confused
Shida and Ratchet. With a rumble, the pod lowers back into the stage
and then the stage seals up behind them. Within seconds, everything
is as if nothing ever happened.
[ Tony Schiavone
] It looks like Dr. Cube has... already been replaced!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] It would seem so...
but with the Real Ultimate Power now vanquished once and for all, it
would seem as though this new Dr. Cube is... the same as the old Dr.
Cube. No more cosmic, God-like crazy... just plain ol' regular
crazy!
[ Scott Steiner
] Great! Now let's pretend like none o' this shit ever
happened and move on!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I hate to say it but... I think Scott has a point!
We fade away as the camera dwells on the stage.
The catering area backstage is relatively empty, save for a table in
the center of the room, occupied by Officer Dan Barry and Detective
Bill Carr. The two are still in a state of general disarray from the
triple-threat Tag Team Championship match earlier in the night and
neither man is speaking. Carr is looking at his hands, flat on the
table, unwavering, while Barry’s head is tilted back, pointed
towards the ceiling.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, you know the former SGW World Tag Team Champions Team
Tremendous have to be feeling this loss – they were riding a wave of
momentum into tonight’s event and just couldn’t quite recapture the
gold.
[ Scott Steiner
] It’s because they’re losers! Look at’em!
Their forlorn expressions stand.
[ Scott Steiner
] SEE! LOSERS!
From off-screen, we hear a commotion approaching and finally, the
camera zooms out just as Chuck Taylor comes rambling into the table,
throwing back a chair and plopping down in it near Barry. Trent is
far more reserved, softly sliding a chair back and sitting beside
Carr. Orange Cassidy saunters into the frame to the biggest pop of
all, standing silently between the two members of Team Tremendous.
[ Chuck Taylor
] A WHOLE BUNCH OF BULL HOCKEY’S WHAT I’D CALL IT! I MEAN, I
DON’T KNOW GERMAN OR RUSSIAN OR WHATEVER LANGUAGE LOW-KI SPEAKS, BUT
I –
[ Trent
] English.
[ Chuck Taylor
] – THINK THE MESSAGE STANDS THROUGH ANY LANGUAGE BARRIE—huh?
Trent closes his eyes, speaking slowly and softly.
[ Trent
] …English. Low-Ki speaks English.
Chuck’s face scrunches up and he turns to OC.
[ Chuck Taylor
] Juice, is that right? That can’t be right, is he tellin’
the truth?
Orange replies with a shrug so half-hearted it may as well have
never happened.
[ Chuck Taylor
] …well. Shit.
Orlando pops as Taylor uses his one swear word on the evening. He
allows his face to fall forwards, smacking the tabletop and finally
jarring Barry and Carr. When the good cops finally realize they’re
no longer alone, they look around the table before Trent speaks.
[ Trent
] Listen…it’s all been pretty heated
lately…and since we’ve noticed, we’re sure you guys have, too…but
the tag team division is getting a lot more crowded lately. There’s
all kinds of talented teams in the mix now, and we both…I mean…
Trent shrugs.
[ Trent
] …it’d make sense, is all I’m sayin’
if we…
Barry fills in the gaps.
[ Dan Barry
] All went to the back of the line.
A solemn silence spreads across the table.
[ Trent
] …yeah. Exactly.
Nobody says anything for a moment until Orange Cassidy removes a
hand from his pocket and slowly slides it on top of Detective Bill
Carr’s right hand. Orlando gives a collective ‘awwww’ and Carr
finally shifts his gaze to his right hand, then up to Cassidy.
[ Bill Carr
] …well, said, brother. Well said.
Carr puts his left hand on top of Cassidy’s patting it and
registering appreciation for the gesture.
[ Dan Barry
] Hey…like you said…there’s a lot more teams around now…and
maybe we won’t be GIVEN shots…but we can sure earn them.
[ Trent
] Right. And if we ever get the
pleasure of facing you guys again…?
All four members of the two teams lock eyes, totally serious,
glaring all around, then smile, breaking the tension.
[ Chuck Taylor
] It’d be a good time.
[ Bill Carr
] Definitely.
Before much more can happen, a MASSIVE chair shot connects with Dan
Barry, sending him flying into Orange Cassidy! Carr and Chuck stand
up – but Brian Cage clotheslines them both to the floor, immediately
stomping them both with reckless abandon!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What in the world
is this?! Deus Ex Machina! They’re attacking both Team Tremendous
and the Best Friends!
Trent climbs to the top of the table and leaps for Cage, but Sammy
Guevara swings the steel chair again, blasting Trent down and
sending him through the table to the floor! Cage screams out in fury
as Trent lands – but Orange Cassidy is up! He very slowly, very
weakly kicks Cage in the calf, then readies his other leg for
another kick – but Cage PLOWS through him with a massive
clothesline!
[ Scott Steiner
] HELL YEAH! WRECK THAT BASTARD’S SHIT!
Cage isn’t finished, and grabs OC by the denim jacket, pulling him
to his feet as Guevara screams encouragement! The Machine lifts
Cassidy above his head in a Military Press – and tosses him about
six feet through another craft table! OC smashes through a platter
of cold cuts and halved bread loafs as he hits the concrete below.
[ Sammy Guevara
] …yeah! You guys stand around and buddy up all you want, but
we’re not takin’ this layin’ down stuff so easy! We ain’t eatin’ no
damn sandwiches, we ain’t gettin’ left in the dust – this is our
division and we’re takin’ it by force! GODS IN THE MACHINE, YOU
KNOW!
Sammy smacks Cage on the chest as the big man cracks the tiniest of
smirks and the two leave the scene, the former two contending teams
left in their wake, as we fade.
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards
| Time Limit -
30:00
The match is non-stop action as Dakota Kai and Tegan Nox rush Sasha
Banks and Bayley as soon as the bell rings! All four women begin
brawling with Tegan taking Sasha and Dakota taking Bayley to
opposite corners! Aubrey Edwards tries to maintain order but there's
no way! She can't do it!
[ Tony Schiavone
] And we're off to the races! It's the Boss 'n Hug Connection
versus the returning Team Kick and there's certainly no love lost
between these four ladies!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And how could there
be? The Boss 'n Hug Connection almost ended the career of Dakota Kai
en route to becoming the new SGW Twinstar Champions!
[ Tony Schiavone
] It's no secret that Dakota had some severe medical
difficulties stemming from that match... but she's been fully
cleared and she's back for revenge!
Dakota Kai kicks away at Bayley in the corner before running a lap
around the ring and kicking her face into the third row with a DRIVE
BY KICK! The impact sends Bayley tumbling over the top rope to the
floor! On the other side of the ring, Tegan Nox dumps Sasha Banks to
the floor! Bayley and Sasha find each other at ringside and assure
one another that they're gonna be okay... just in time to get wiped
out by a STEREO SUICIDE DIVES FROM TEAM KICK!
[ Scott Steiner
] These bitches mean business! God damn!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This isn't just
about the titles! This is about giving Bayley and Sasha the
comeuppance that they deserve!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I should also note that, when I spoke to Team Kick earlier
tonight, they did say they were dedicating this match to Hana
Kimura, whom they befriended just a few weeks before Dakota's
unfortunate injury put the team on the shelf!
Tegan and Dakota both pull Sasha and Bayley to their feet. Tegan
whips Sasha into the rail and follows her in... only to have Sasha
backdrop her into the front row! Dakota rolls Bayley under the
bottom rope and follows her in! Sasha turns to pull Tegan back to
her feet. She hooks her and tries to suplex her back into the
ringside area but Tegan blocks it and forearms Sasha right in the
face! Sasha takes a few steps back, favoring her jaw, and Tegan
climbs onto the rail and nails her with a FLYING FOREARM OFF THE
RAIL!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What a move!
Dakota Kai sizes Bayley up, waiting on her to stand. Bayley slowly
gets to her feet and Dakota scoops her up! She goes for TTYL but
Bayley slips out behind her and pushes her forward into the ropes.
She tries to pull her back into a pinning predicament but Dakota
hangs onto the top rope and Bayley rolls backward and then back to
her feet! Dakota and Bayley charge at each other and begin trading
forearms as the fans go wild! At ringside, Tegan goes to pull Sasha
to her feet but Sasha grabs her tights and pulls her down head first
into the ring steps! Tegan goes limp and Sasha begins bullying
Justin Roberts for the ring bell! She snatches it away from the
table next to him and starts to slide under the bottom rope with
it... but she's stopped by AZM AND STARLIGHT KID!
[ Scott Steiner
] WHAT ARE THOSE LITTLE GOD DAMN GREMLINS DOIN' DOWN HERE!? I
THOUGHT THE JACK OFF BATTLE ROYAL WAS ALREADY OVER!
Sasha takes a deep breath and puts the ring bell down on the apron
before bitch slapping Starlight Kid and pie facing AZM! Sasha looks
pissed and shouts "YEAH! THAT'S WHAT A BOSS DOES--" but gets drop
kicked in the back by Tegan Nox! Sasha eats the ring post and falls
flat on her back, looking devastated at this turn of events! Inside
the ring, Bayley takes over on Dakota Kai with a knee lift and goes
to run the ropes... but Tegan catches her ankle! Bayley stops and
looks down at Tegan, furious! "DON'T TOUCH ME, I'M A CHAMPION--" but
Dakota spins her around, hoists her up... and delivers TTYL! The
impact sends Bayley right back up to her feet, out of it! Dakota
brings her back in and hooks her...
She's going for a TIGER LILY in tribute to Hana Kimura but she can't
get Bayley up! Bayley locks her legs and then spins out of the hold,
catching Dakota Kai around the waist... BAYLEY TO BELLY! Both women
are down! Tegan Nox starts to slide back into the ring but Sasha
catches her ankle and pulls her back out of the ring! She whips
Tegan into the ring steps! Sasha slides back into the ring as Dakota
and Bayley both struggle to return to their feet. Sasha runs up
behind Dakota... LUNG BLOWER! The impact sends Dakota straight back
up into Bayley's arms... BAYLEY TO BELLY! Sasha has already ascended
to the top rope and comes down as Bayley rolls off of Dakota Kai!
SASHA COMES DOWN WITH THE FROG SPLASH, SHADES OF EDDIE GUERRERO!
Sasha immediately rolls back to her feet and dives through the
ropes, wiping out Tegan Nox, Starlight Kid, and AZM with a SUICIDE
DIVE! Bayley covers Dakota Kai and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNERS & STILL CHAMPIONS BOSS 'N HUG CONNECTION
via PINFALL in 10:41
The fans erupt in boos as Sasha Banks grabs the Twinstar titles and
runs up the ramp! Bayley rolls out of the ring and follows her out,
looking back at the ring, almost in a panic! As they reach the
stage, they both turn around and Sasha holds up both titles with a
huge, exasperated smile on her face! Bayley and Sasha have escaped
with the titles, by hook or by crook!
The camera flinches as Triple H comes pacing, back and forth, into
the frame. He’s ripping at his still-taped wrists. Eventually, “the
Game” notices the camera and jabs his index finger at it.
[ Triple H
] Camera – right here. Right now. Get over here. NOW!
The cameraman does as he’s told and stands closer, filming as Hunter
finally rips the last strand of tape from his left wrist and flexes
it in circles.
[ Triple H
] <to himself> …may not work how I want it to, but I’ll get a
damn cameraman over here when I want one.
He cracks his neck and faces the camera head-on, sweat still
dripping down his face and chest.
[ Triple H
] Notice how nobody else is here right now?
Stephanie…Shawn…they know enough to leave well enough alone with me
right now.
Hunter closes his eyes and his lips twitch, clearly still in the
zone.
[ Triple H
] That Gold Rush match would have been a simple operation.
Organize, execute. Divide, conquer. That sort of stupid thing was
made for me…nobody plays this game like I do. But still – I’m
choosing instead to focus on the bigger picture. The Gold Rush match
doesn't matter in the long run, because sometimes…I get a bit
greedy. I want it all… the bigger picture looms.
Hunter jerks his thumb over his shoulder.
[ Triple H
] Remember two weeks ago? When I beat the SGW World
Heavyweight Champion Val Venis?
He smirks. It’s harrowing.
[ Triple H
] That entitles me to a guaranteed SGW World Heavyweight
Championship match. That means that you’re living on borrowed time,
‘champ.’ It’s high time that I rectified a mistake that’s been in my
mind for damn near twenty years…I will win the SGW World Heavyweight
Championship. I will right this wrong…I will render all challengers
irrelevant…because no one…can touch me.
Shaking his head back and forth, finally tearing the last of the
tape from his right wrist, he looks up and speaks again.
[ Triple H
] I am the Game. I always have been. I always will be. If
you’ve forgotten, I insist that you stay tuned, because it will be
my deepest pleasure to remind you just who in the hell I am.
He points over the cameraman’s shoulder.
[ Triple H
] Out. Go.
The cameraman does as he’s told and we fade away.
Referee -
Rick Knox
| Time Limit -
30:00
Austin shoots out of his corner like a bullet from a gun, lighting
Adam Cole up with each right hand! The Panama Playboy’s long hair
whips forwards and back with each shot, staggering more as Austin
continues the assault, finally knocking Cole to the mat with a big
left hook!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Stone Cold Steve Austin is putting a whoopin’ on Adam Cole,
best buddy!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] For the here and
now, Stone Cold’s strategy is sound enough — but I fear it may
become more a detrimental one if the match rolls into more a
marathon than a sprint.
[ Tony Schiavone
] How do you mean?
[ Scott Steiner
] What George Harrison is trying to say is that Stone Cold’ll
get winded — he’s old! Adam Cole’s a pretty boy, but he’s got some
of the best wins on the whole damn roster — he can wrestle for
hours, and Austin’s gonna wear himself out in three minutes!
Austin is still throwing with all his might, shooting Cole into the
ropes and clobbering him with a Lou Thesz Press, raining down heavy
blows on the Origin leader for ten or fifteen seconds before
standing and lifting a double bird salute to the raucous Orlando
crowd — who respond in kind!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] It’s almost like
Stone Cold’s going all-or-nothing here, he’s trying to finish this
by any means necessary – and however he can!
With Cole on the rebound, doing his best to stand up, Austin whips
him into the far ropes and runs with a clothesline cocked, but Cole
ducks it and continues running, taking his momentum and turning
Stone Cold inside out with a crazy single-leg dropkick! As Austin
hits the mat, Cole is already up and stomping his opponent
repeatedly.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Adam Cole, despite his disgusting attitude, is one of the
finest wrestlers on the entire roster, and he’s doing serious damage
to Stone Cold Steve Austin!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Doesn’t look like
he’s ready to relinquish control yet either!
With a firm grasp on control and momentum of the contest, Cole
applies a figure-four leg lock and torques on Austin’s notoriously
bad knee, applying pressure to hold Stone Cold in check on the
canvas. Sitting up and laughing, Cole begins wagging his fists in
front of his face, pantomiming crying as the Rattlesnake inches
backwards on his elbows, wringing for the ropes but unable to make
it!
[ Scott Steiner
] Just break this old snake’s leg and call it a day! End his
old ass!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Stone Cold isn’t going to quit – he’ll never quit! He never
backs down from a fight and always whips ass, Scott!
As Cole leans back to apply pressure, cackling to himself, Austin
begins twisting his torso, finally tipping over to his stomach and
reversing the pressure! Cole grabs his head, in disbelief that
Austin would reverse HIS figure-four and embarrass him. Eventually,
the Panama City Playboy releases his hold and the pressure from
Austin’s legs.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This is critical –
Cole has to maintain control or else Stone Cold will absolutely
execute with whatever opportunity he’s given!
Cole pushes off the mat onto his knees and eventually stands before
turning to see Austin, struggling to get to his feet with his knee
in as much pain as he’s in currently. Pushing but unable to stand,
Stone Cold is at the mercy of one of the most merciless men on the
roster – standing only ten feet from him!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fight, Steve! Keep fighting!
Austin’s rising from the canvas and lifts his middle finger
defiantly, giving Cole a few choice four-letter words — but the
Origin Leader replies with a superkick to the hand!! Austin clutches
his aching appendage and rises from his knee to escape, but Cole
throws another superkick to Stone Cold’s knee, knocking him back to
one leg! Measuring the damaged Texan, Cole gives a resounding ‘suck
it’ with a crotch chop and fires a third superkick, rattling
Austin’s jaw and sending him to the mat!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] A TRIO OF
SUPERKICKS! Stone Cold’s taking them on the chin, but everyone’s
armor wears thin eventually!
[ Scott Steiner
] AND I THINK THAT TIME IS NOW FOR AUSTIN!
Cole throws his hair back and smiles wickedly, looking at the downed
Rattlesnake before him and stalking to his prey like a Panama City
Mongoose. As he arrives to Austin’s side, Cole begins screaming for
Stone Cold to prepare to “suck his dick,” but Austin’s faulty
hearing kicks in and he instead KICKS Cole’s dick, knocking the
Origin leader to the mat with him!
[ Scott Steiner
] NO DAMN HONOR!
As both men lie on the canvas writing about, Austin grabs the bottom
rope and starts pulling, doing his best to regain his composure as
Cole crawls on his belly across the ring, looking to do the same.
Rick Knox begins his count – reaching four as Cole grabs the middle
rope and pulls himself to a knee. Breathing deeply, Austin pulls
himself to his feet and despite his wobbling knee, screams through
the pain in his raspy voice and reaches his feet! Stone Cold beats
his weakened knee with a fist, working it back and forth before
turning into an Adam Cole right hand!
[ Tony Schiavone
] RIGHT HAND! AND ONE FROM AUSTIN!
The pair begin throwing punches back and forth, connecting with
bombs back and forth before Cole slings his head forward and
headbutts Austin! Stone Cold laughs to himself and throws one of his
own! Cole staggers back, hitting the ropes – but explodes out with a
clothesline! Austin ducks – dead stop – turn – Cole scoops him up
into a vertical suplex, looking to drop Stone Cold head-first onto
his knee – but Austin shifts his weight and lands feet-first!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Counters back and
forth – who’s going to find the solution?!
Austin throws a kick to the gut – connects! Hooks the head for the
stunner, but Cole drops down and school boys Austin over to his
knees – KNEE STRIKE FROM ADAM COLE! IT CLATTERS ACROSS AUSTIN’S
SKULL!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] DISGUSTING KNEE
STRIKE! AUSTIN LOOKS OUT OF IT!
Cole pulls Stone Cold to his feet and into a piledriver position –
before launching himself forwards with a Panama Sunrise piledriver!!
Austin’s broken neck is jarred with the disgusting impact and
Orlando roars with shock and awe as Cole makes the cover! ONE! TWO!
THRE—NO!!
[ Tony Schiavone
] AUSTIN KICKS OUT! AUSTIN KICKS OUT!
Cole sits up, grabbing his head in sheer fury and smacks the mat
over and over before standing, yelling and demanding for Austin to
stand up and fight. Stone Cold, full of piss and vinegar, obliges –
but Cole throws a big kick to the gut!
[ Scott Steiner
] THIS IS IT!
Cole pulls Austin in again, turning him BACKWARDS and wrapping him
in his arms as Austin kicks his legs, doing all he can to break the
hold – but Cole continues the lift and PLANTS Austin with the
Florida Key German Suplex!! Austin rolls over on his neck, holding
it with both hands and absolutely wrecked as Cole shoots off the
ropes and connects with the Last Shot!! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER
ADAM COLE via PINFALL in 12:34
Cole throws his hand up in victory as Arn Anderson cheers on the
outside, thrilled that his man scored the victory. Looking out
across the sea of fans, Cole wags his tongue from his head as he
reaches his feet and lifts his arms, shouting out “ADAM COLE, BAYB—”
BEFORE AUSTIN TACKLES HIM TO THE CANVAS FROM BEHIND!
[ Scott Steiner
] ARE YOU KIDDIN’ ME?! THIS OLD BASTARD’S STILL GOT GAS?!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Austin! He’s ready for some revenge!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] They’re a mess of
fists – and look out! They’re crashing to the outside!
Once the pair hit the floor, fists begin flying again, like no bell
or match had decided anything between the pair of former SGW World
Heavyweight Champions.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Cole and Austin! They’re still brawling up the ramp!
[ Scott Steiner
] Yeah, cause the shit ain’t solved! Easy!
Cole staggers Austin and throws a superkick, but Stone Cold catches
it and spins the Origin leader around and clotheslines him down onto
the stage! Austin isn’t finished and grabs a handful of hair,
pulling Cole over to the curtain and up to smash his face on a video
board before the pair disappear through the curtain. With Arn
Anderson following closely behind, the commentators are left with
plenty of questions.
[ Scott Steiner
] THEY’RE STILL GOIN’!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Yes, but where in
the world TO?!
[ Tony Schiavone
] What in the world is happening tonight?!
Eventually, a camera cuts over the screen and we see Austin and Cole
brawl through a catering area, smashing one another’s faces on
tables and through platters of deli meat before Cole runs over – and
gets back body-dropped through a desserts table!
[ Scott Steiner
] WELL, SHIT! I WANTED THAT PIE!
Eventually, Stone Cold grabs Cole and smacks him with a big right
hand, knocking him backwards into what appears to be a tiny balcony,
seated on the ground for some reason! Austin joins him inside,
punching Cole for all he’s worth after their grueling match until –
WHIRRRR!!
The Orlando crowd springs to life with the CRANE, lifting Austin and
Cole up higher and higher as the dark sheet covering the machine’s
cab slowly slides off to reveal –
[ Tony Schiavone
] IT’S SHANE DOUGLAS!
[ Scott Steiner
] THE FRANCHISE IS HELPING ADAM COLE ESCAPE – ONLY, STONE
COLD’S WITH HIM!
Furious and crimson-faced, Douglas begins screaming at Austin.
[ Shane Douglas
] STONE COLD, YOU BALD-HEADED SUNNAVABITCH, YOU’RE REALLY
PUSHIN’ MY BUTTONS, YOU TEXAS BASTARD! THIS WAS A GETAWAY FOR ADAM
COLE BAYBAY! NOT THAT HE’D NEED IT, I JUST FIGURED HE’D WANT ROOF
ACCESS TO CELEBRATE AS THE SHOW CLOSES! THAT’S RIGHT – JERKIN’ OFF
ONTO ALL THE STUPID FANS BELOW! WHAT THE FU—
Austin throws a hammer from the basket and dents the roof above
Franchise’s head to cut off his rampaging diatribe as the pair reach
a ledge maybe three stories higher than the ground! Stone Cold turns
to attend to his opponent, but Cole leathers him with a toolbox,
sending him over the basket and the ledge of the arena floor to
safety!
[ Tony Schiavone
] LORD IN HEAVEN, IS STONE COLD ALRIGHT?!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Looks like he went
over a stone railing there in the upper floors of this expansive
arena, Tony – but I’m quite sure a metal toolbox to the face isn’t
the most delightful way to traverse that terrain!
We cut away from Douglas to the commentary team, where each man’s
face is written over with confusion.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, we’re working overtime to get a camera to the level
where Cole and Austin have gotten, but until then, we’re as in the
dark as you!
[ Scott Steiner
] Who knows where they’re headed but WHO CARES?! THIS SHIT
WAS AN EVERYDAY OCCURRENCE IN THE OLD DAYS! Let them beat the fuck
outta each other!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] A serious
situation, for sure, gentleme—
[ Tony Schiavone
] I’m being told we have visual, go on, go!
We cut back to the back, where Arn Anderson, Britt Baker, Chris
Jericho and Steve Corino are frantically mashing the buttons on a
service elevator, screaming over one another.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Well, it’s not
Austin and Cole, but it looks as if the Origin are on their way to
the scene, as well!
[ Tony Schiavone
] HOW IS THAT FAIR?! This is a fair fight, albeit a
dangerously reckless one!
[ Scott Steiner
] Speakin’ of, let’s get that fuckin’ shot! Where the hell
are they?!
[ Tony Schiavone
] They’re going as quickly as possible, Scott!
Finally, a camera snaps on and opens a door, revealing the roof of
the Amway Center, where Austin and Cole are still fighting like wild
animals! Austin’s knee wobbles slightly and he punches it, but Cole
connects with a superkick to stagger the Rattlesnake!
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is dangerous! We need help up there to stop this
insanity!
[ Scott Steiner
] Hell, let ‘em fight! It’s good for ‘em!
As Cole and Austin continue their wild brawling, a door to the roof
swings open and Britt Baker screams, running through to survey the
fight, flanked by Anderson, Jericho, and Corino. Any edge that the
numbers game would ever have added in this scenario for Cole is
circumvented as the Panama City Playboy and Stone Cold are too far
gone with their brawling to notice the Origin audience who have
joined them atop the Amway Center.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This fight has been
one for the ages, but where in the world will it end?! If they can’t
settle it with all the space they’ve got, it seems like an
inexcusable fact that they’re just not going to see eye-to-eye!
Eventually, Cole throws a superkick, but Austin catches it and spins
Cole around – looking for the gut kick, but Cole catches it and
spins Stone Cold, throwing him forward into –
[ Tony Schiavone
] WHAT THE HELL?!
A hand emerges from the shadowed part of the roof and wraps around
Austin’s neck, strangling the very life from Stone Cold’s body!
Eventually, the hand and the person attached to it emerge from the
darkness to reveal –
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I CAN’T BELIEVE
THIS!
[ Scott Steiner
] IT’S THE BIG NASTY!
Sure enough, “Big Nasty” Paul Wight steps ahead, hands practically
crushing Austin’s windpipe before lifting him high overhead – and
chokeslamming him over the side of the roof of the Amway Center!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] NO!
[ Tony Schiavone
] NO, MY GOD, NO! LORD HAVE MERCY!
[ Scott Steiner
] CHOKESLAM OFF THE FUCKIN’ ARENA!
Orlando pops massively before growing eerily silent as Wight stares
down into the darkness of the night and nods gruffly before turning
his attention to Adam Cole.
[ Tony Schiavone
] RUN, ADAM! YOU DON’T HAVE TO DIE, TOO!
Wight throws his hand down, into Cole’s face, and opens it, allowing
the Panama City Playboy to accept it and be pullled to his feet,
where he smirks and grins, leaping into the Big Nasty’s arms and
throwing his hand high in the air, screaming victoriously.
[ Tony Schiavone
] WAIT A MINUTE!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Wait a damn minute,
you’ve got to be kidding me! This cannot be the ca—No! Adam Cole’s
recruited the Big Nasty to the Origin?!
Arn Anderson approaches and shakes hands with Wight, bringing him in
for a pat on the back as Britt Baker hugs their new associate,
thanking him for his help with “this horrible Austin issue.”
[ Tony Schiavone
] I CANNOT BELIEVE THE NERVE OF PAUL WIGHT! HE’S A SOLID GOLD
WRESTLING LEGEND STAR! HE’S THE BIGGES—
[ Scott Steiner
] SHUT THE HELL UP, SCHIAVONE! THE BIG ASS NASTY MUST HAVE A
GOOD REASON FOR DOIN’ WHAT HE DID…AND WHETHER WE KNOW IT OR NOT
DON’T MATTER – IF IT AIN’T YOU, GOOD – IF IT IS, YOU’RE SCREWED!
[ Tony Schiavone
] HE THREW A MAN OFF THE ROOF OF THE AMWAY CENTER, SCOTT!
PAUL WIGHT IS A DAMNABLE CRIMINAL!
Chris Jericho stands in stunned silence as Steve Corino stumbles
over, shaking Wight’s hand with a sheepish smile on his face as the
Origin are generally thankful, but still in frightened shock at what
the Big Nasty has done on this night.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Someone’s got to get out there to check on Stone Cold Steve
Austin! Someone has to…oh, no. We’ve got to get him some help right
now!
[ Scott Steiner
] THE BIG NASTY IS BACK – AND HE’S WITH THE ORIGIN! AND I
HOPE THEY DO THE SAME EXACT THING TO EVERYONE ELSE WHO DON’T BELIEVE
IT! PITCH THE SON OF A BITCH OFF THE ROOF! THAT’S SOME BIG POPPA
PUMP TYPE SHIT! I MAY HATE THE FUCKIN’ PLAYERS BUT I LIKE THE WAY
THEY PLAY!
As the entire arena is in shock at what’s happened, the Origin, save
for Adam Cole and Arn Anderson, at least, are right there with them
as “the Big Nasty” Paul Wight has returned to Solid Gold Wrestling
in one of the most shocking and brutal ways imaginable!
After the match, the camera finds itself in the locker room of the
Vegas Connection. Two of the three members, Kevin Nash, and Diamond
Dallas Page, are sitting around an open cooler filled to the brim
with beer bottles buried deep inside sections of ice. Each man is
holding a bottle, reared back in chairs, seemingly in the middle of
conversation.
[ Kevin Nash
] Page, I hate that the Gold Rush didn’t go your way tonight
so that we could all have the clean sweep.
[ Dallas Page
] Yo, like it was my intention to like that piece of crap
leave with the belt!
[ Kevin Nash
] What an ugly match that was. Hell of a motley crew. Me?
Well, I had it on Easy Street tonight.
[ Dallas Page
] Yeah. Congrats on gettin' a title shot. You know you and
Val are gonna' have to air that shit out before you get your match,
right?
Nash finishes off his bottle and underhand tosses it towards the
garbage can. It clinks off the rim and clangs off the concrete
floor.
[ Kevin Nash
] Close enough.
[ Dallas Page
] You hear me?
[ Kevin Nash
] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[ Dallas Page
] Besides that.. You also know Havoc’s probably gonna' be
lookin' to square things up with you, now.. To get revenge from
Blood and Gold and all of that.
Nash isn’t phased.
[ Kevin Nash
] Oh yeah, right. I’m shaking in my boots.
Nash reaches into the cooler and twists the top off another.
[ Kevin Nash
] He’s the last thing on my mind, brother. I’m the next World
Champ around here. I’m about to restore some order and make sure
people like Havoc are never seen again. I'm going to place a height
chart outside the door like they do before you get on a roller
coaster. "You must be THIS tall to get a World title shot!"
Val Venis busts into the locker room. His skin is blood red and he’s
fired up.
[ Val Venis
] Did you guys see this shit? It’s time for The Origin to
pay. Let’s go!
[ Dallas Page
] Bro, what’s goin’ on?
[ Val Venis
] What’s going on? Steve Austin got thrown off the goddamn
roof by The Origin! THAT’S what’s going on!
Nash reaches into the cooler and offers Venis a beer.
[ Kevin Nash
] Here, you need one of these to calm down.
Venis slaps it out of his hand.
[ Val Venis
] We have to do something right NOW!
Ever the loyal friend, DDP springs up from the chair and looks ready
to go at a moment’s notice.
[ Dallas Page
] I’ll take a little piece of revenge from those Origin SOB’s,
bro.
[ Kevin Nash
] Hold on, before we go to war, shouldn’t we make sure
Steve-O is alright? Like, this is sports entertainment, baby.
He takes a swig of his beer.
[ Kevin Nash
] He probably landed on a crash pad that was placed on the
blades of a helicopter and he’s floating around the arena, waiting
to skydive and parachute into a Lou Thesz Press on top of Cole or
something.
DDP and Venis both stare at Nash, waiting for the punchline that
never comes. In the middle of another drink, Nash can feel the
stares. He puts his drink down and stands up, groaning the entire
time.
[ Kevin Nash
] This damn company turns Tommaso Ciampa into a bird and my
booking idea is bad? Come the hell on. I'm callin' Vinny Ru and
pitchin' him that thing free-of-freaking-charge.
[ Dallas Page
] You comin' or not?
Nash stretches his arms over his head and rolls his neck.
[ Kevin Nash
] Fine. I just don’t see how this is our war.
[ Val Venis
] My name was made here. Without SGW, there is no Vegas
Connection. There is no us three. I’ll fight til my last breath to
defend it against those pieces of trash.
[ Kevin Nash
] Alright, Braveheart, I’m with you.
DDP walks to the door ahead of the others with Venis following
closely behind. Before he gets to the threshold, Nash grabs Venis by
the arm and spins him around.
[ Kevin Nash
] Hey man. Before we go try to save the world, let’s talk
about what's all happened tonight. Your match, my match, the results
of those matches and what it means looking ahead...
[ Val Venis
] Now?
[ Kevin Nash
] It needs to be out in the open. I cashed in the Elevation
strap tonight. Only belt I ever lost for defending it TOO many
times, you know? First time for everything.
Venis knows it’s a touchy subject but shakes it off. There’s much
more at stake right now.
[ Val Venis
] Tomorrow.
Venis follows up.
[ Val Venis
] Tonight, right now this second, we check on Austin and
start figuring out how to get The Origin the hell out of SGW.
[ Kevin Nash
] So you just wanna’ ignore everything else that’s happened
tonight and pretend like it’s not a big deal?
[ Val Venis
] Tomorrow, I said. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Right now,
Steve needs us. SGW needs us.
Venis dashes out of the door as Nash sighs and follows suit. The
Vegas Connection will have some awkward days ahead coming up, but
first and foremost, Val Venis’ focus isn’t on himself, but it’s
unselfishly all directed towards protecting Solid Gold Wrestling.
Referee -
Paul Turner
| Time Limit -
30:00
Jinny glares across the ring at Nia Jax with the SGW Women's World
Championship over her shoulder. Nia Jax pounds her fist into her
open palm, ready for action. Standing at ringside, we see the chosen
lumberjacks for this match: Starlight Kid, AZM, Shayna Baszler,
Sasha Banks, Bayley, Shotzi Blackheart with an ice pack on her
shoulder, Maki Itoh, Kylie Rae, Dakota Kai and Tegan Nox with the
Twinstar championships, Candice LeRae, Shoko Nakajima, Hikaru Shida,
Nurse Ratchet, Bea Priestley, Priscilla Kelly, AJ Lee, Brandi
Rhodes, Tamina Snuka, and Yuka Sakazaki... even SHOCK talents such
as Ariel, Sonya DeVille, Jamie Hayter, Sarah Logan, Leva Bates,
Becky Lynch, Hyper Misao, and Eve Torres.
[ Tony Schiavone
] This is the match everyone has been waiting for! Nia Jax is
finally receiving her opportunity at Jinny's SGW Women's World
Championship!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] And look at the sea
of humanity around ringside, gentlemen! Jinny has nowhere to run!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Not only that, but her House of Highers left the arena with
Los Ice Creams and Ted Dibiase earlier tonight! Jinny is on her own!
Jinny hands the championship to Paul Turner and he calls for the
bell. As soon as the bell rings, Nia Jax charges across the ring and
goes for a CORNER AVALANCHE but Jinny moves! Nia Jax collides with
the turnbuckle and spins around into a series of forearm strikes
from Jinny!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] The longest
reigning SGW champion in history is relentless!
Nia Jax completely no-sells the strikes and shoves Jinny backward,
sending her tumbling head over heels! Jinny rolls back her feet and
Nia Jax is on her, throttling her with both hands and lifting her
high in the air... BEFORE YEETING HER STRAIGHT INTO THE BOTTOM
TURNBUCKLE WITH A TREE SLAM! Jinny's eyes roll in the back of her
head on impact and she rolls out of the ring... only to realize what
a horrible mistake she's made as Hyper Misao and Candice LeRae begin
slugging away at her with forearm strikes! Jinny quickly scrambles
back into the ring and is immediately turned inside out with a
LARIAT FROM NIA JAX!
[ Scott Steiner
] This fat ass Samoan ain't playin' no games!
Jinny lands in a seated position and looks out of it. Nia Jax hits
the ropes and CRUSHES Jinny with a basement cross body! The fans are
going nuts as Nia Jax hoists Jinny up and then trash cans her to the
floor, drawing another big pop! Shotzi Blackheart and Team Kick
begin putting the boots to Jinny while Maki Itoh holds up two middle
fingers in her face! Kylie Rae looks on before getting in close and
sheepishly nailing Jinny with a forearm strike to the back before
Becky Lynch snatches her up and throws her back under the bottom
rope!
[ Tony Schiavone
] There is NO love lost between Jinny and the SGW women's
roster, whom she hasn't been shy about insulting over the past
couple of months!
Jinny slowly returns to her feet, worse for wear, and Nia Jax
charges at her... only for Jinny to drop and pull the top rope down,
causing Nia Jax to tumble over the ropes and onto the floor, wiping
out Leva Bates in the process! As soon as Nia hits the floor, she's
mobbed by Jamie Hayter, Shayna Baszler, and the Boss 'n Hug
Connection! Nia Jax suddenly powers up, throwing Hayter, Shayna, and
Sasha off of her but Bayley grabs her around the waist and delivers
BELLY TO BAYLEY on the floor! Bayley looks proud of herself... but
she turns around into... A FLYING CROSSBODY TO THE FLOOR FROM THE
TOP TURNBUCKLE BY STARLIGHT KID! Starlight Kid is back up and AZM
joins in, brawling with Boss 'n Hug until Team Kick gets involved!
All three teams fight to the back!
[ Tony Schiavone
] It's pandemonium at ringside!
Jamie Hayter and Bea Priestley both pull Nia Jax to her feet and
prepare to whip her into the guardrail but Nia reverses it and
throws both women forward... into a double clothesline from Tamina
Snuka! Nia Jax rolls back into the ring, all fired, and walks right
into a TOUCH OF COUTURE! Jinny covers! ONE! TWO! THR-- NIA JAX
POWERS OUT! The force of the kick out sends Jinny through the ropes
and onto the apron! Jinny regains her footing as Nia returns to her
feet... Nia charges and nails Jinny with a RUNING AVALANCHE! Jinny
flies backward off the apron, into Shoko Nakajima, Hikaru Shida, and
Nurse Ratchet! All four women are down! Nia Jax rallies the fans
inside the ring! Jinny slowly returns to her feet and prepares to
return to the ring but abruptly turns and shoves Yuka Sakazaki
backward into Sarah Logan and Sonya DeVille, triggering a fight at
ringside that slowly consumes all the other women! It's pure chaos
at ringside and Paul Turner struggles to regain order! Nia Jax is so
focused on whether or not Jinny is returning to the ring... that she
doesn't notice Shayna Baszler sliding into the ring with a steel
chair!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Oh come on! Is this
some kinda' bloody joke!?
Baszler nails Nia Jax in the back with a chair! Nia Jax goes down to
both knees and Baszler hits her in the back again! Jinny slides into
the ring as Baszler slides out with the chair! Jinny climbs on top
of Nia Jax and hooks her leg! Paul Turner is still distracted, Jinny
begins shouting at him, "GET OVER 'ERE AND COUNT, YOU TWAT!" Paul
Turner whips around and slides into position... ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER & STILL CHAMPION JINNY via PINFALL in 6:18
The fans erupt in boos as Shayna Baszler grabs the women's
championship from Justin Roberts and then grabs Jinny's ankle,
dragging her out of the ring! Baszler shoves the championship into
Jinny's hands and then rushes her up the ramp as the women at
ringside look on, confused, not realizing the match came to such an
abrupt conclusion!
[ Tony Schiavone
] You've gotta be kidding me! Shayna Baszler just cost Nia
Jax the championship! Jinny did it! Jinny paid off Shayna Baszler to
help her keep the title!
[ Scott Steiner
] I don't blame Baszler for takin' the money! I woulda' done
the same damn thing!
Tamina Snuka and Eve Torres climb into the ring and check on Nia Jax
as she struggles back to her feet. Nia Jax is trembling with anger
as she watches Jinny and Shayna Baszler escape up the ramp. Jinny
stands on the stage, disheveled, holding up the SGW Women's World
Championship with Baszler standing alongside her. Baszler glares
down the ramp at Nia Jax with a smirk on her face, knowing she's
been paid for a job well done.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a despicable
tactic by Jinny, who is still, on this night, the SGW Women's World
Champion... the longest reigning champion in SGW history!
[ Scott Steiner
] Despicable or not, she's the champion and there ain't
nothin' any o' these broads can do to change it! Line up and take a
shot, ladies!
The camera focuses on Jinny with the championshpi belt in her hands,
and Shayna Baszler at her side as we fade out.
TENKU
NO
GENIUS RETURNS
ON 06
/ 27
/ 2020
TO
CHALLENGE FOR THE
SGW WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
AT
The live crowd pops huge as the vignette plays out and we hear our
excited announce team.
[ Tony Schiavone
] OH, WOW!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Outta' the bloody
fryin' pan and into the FIRE, Jinny goes! She survives Nia Jax by
the skin of her 'er teeth and now finds 'erself starin' down the
barrel of TENKU NO GENIUS 'erself, Io Shirai!
[ Tony Schiavone
] So-Called Rivals! That's in two weeks! You know Jinny isn't
happy about this!
[ Scott Steiner
] I don't even know what t' say here! The tight little Asian
cuisine is like fightin' a god damn pinball! We ain't seen her lose
yet but everytime we think Jinny's number's been called, she finds a
way to escape with the belt! That's the mark of a fuckin' champion!
I don't know who I got in this one!
[ Tony Schiavone
] There's only one way to find out! Tune in to So-Called
Rivals in two weeks!
Fade.
The off-white painted wall of the backstage area is slapped with a
bloody handprint. The red trail drags several feet down the hallway,
and as the camera slowly follows the path, it stops suddenly.
And reveals Jimmy Havoc, staring down at the blood trickling out of
a slice in his palm. In his other hand in his trusty ax with the
face of its blade carrying some of the blood residue on it.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Sometimes you have to do things to remind yourself that
you’re not dead just yet, no matter how badly someone wants you
gone.
Havoc admires the blood on his hand and wipes it across the chest of
his plain black shirt.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Well, Championship Committee, you got what you fuckin’
wanted, didn’t you? The favored son, the paper champion, the
“legend” somehow wins again.. And once again.. Fuck Jimmy Havoc.
For a man so menacing, he speaks so softly.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Since day one of comin’ into this company, I’ve done
everything SGW officials have asked of me. Won the Elevation title
on my first night, defended it three times, got my title match. I
was a good soldier, wasn’t I? I came from elsewhere, so I wasn’t an
“original” like the cunt Venis or that cunt Orton. For a company
lookin’ to the future, you sure have leaned on the past. The more
you preach change, the more things stay the same.
He abruptly drops his ax and it bounces on the floor before
settling.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Time ‘n time again I got fucked over. And I know that’s no
excuse but the proof is there. You’ve all said it yourselves - Jimmy
Havoc isn’t SGW Title material. Adam Cole kept his title at
Heartbreaker by handcuffin’ me to the guardrail and you all were
quite alright wit’ it because it didn’t mess with your pay-per-view
main event. Was gonna’ make me defend the title against 30 men in
WrestleBrawl had I won it. Fair isn’t it? Vegas Connection, cunts
from another company reform and fuck me over in Blood ‘n Gold, but
it’s fine. Fuck Jimmy Havoc. We don’t need ‘em havin’ a title match
of his choosin’.. Not after he’s already won the contendership
match. Gotta' make sure I don't get too many opportunities to break
the glass ceilin'.
Havoc is filled with disgust.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] And tonight, I should’ve beaten Val Venis. In fact, he
should’ve never been champion to begin with. He was a fluke champion
and you all know it. But fuck Jimmy Havoc, right? I give this
company months and months of my legacy and what do I get in return?
I get spat in the face and fucked again. I’m no cookie cutter
champion. I’m no paint-by-numbers wrestler. I’m who I am and you all
knew it when Edge reached out to me to sign me away from Lariat. You
just didn’t expect me to rise to the top so quick, did you?
Havoc flashes two middle fingers.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] I was a monsta’ out of control that you couldn’t do nothin’
with. I know egomaniacs like you. I know that fear of losin’ control
is overwhelmin’.. But you have to remember… You can only back that
wild animal so far into the corner before it comes out fightin’ more
savage, more ferocious than it ever has before.. And I think it’s
safe to say that time has come.
Pause.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Fuck SGW. Fuck the Championship Committee. I was never goin’
to be your corporate suit. I was never goin’ to kiss the babies and
help the grannies cross the street. I’m here to fight. I’m here for
gold. So if you won’t give me a fair shake, then I guess I have no
other options but to come for blood now. I’m going to pick apart
this fuckin’ roster one-by-one until there’s no one left standing
but me..
Darby Allin has been watching Havoc’s promo the entire time. The
camera pans to the left to reveal him sitting on a production crate,
rolling his skateboard back and forth with his left foot.
[ Darby Allin
] You lost. Get over it.
Darby hops off the crate and kicks his board up and grabs it. Havoc
doesn’t realize where the voice is coming from until Darby steps
into the scene and confronts him.
[ Darby Allin
] It’s part of life. The deck is always stacked against
people like us. For every person like you or me, there’s a hundred
Kevin Nashs or Adam Coles to worry about.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Li’l Darby Allin. Joined SGW and now is the voice of
reason, I see.
[ Darby Allin
] I’m just tired of hearing your bitching.
Havoc chuckles at Darby’s blunt honesty.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Oh? Is that so?
[ Darby Allin
] I’ve been scouting things out tonight, trying to get the
lay of the land, and I expected more out of the baddest man in the
company.
Havoc headbutts Darby between the eyes! Darby staggers back and
Havoc picks up the ax and rams the handle into Darby’s gut. Havoc
then pulls Darby’s shirt over his head like a hockey fight and
starts blasting him with right hands. With Darby down on the ground,
Havoc admires the skateboard.
[ Jimmy Havoc
] Fuckin’ cunt.
Havoc then raises the ax over his head and sends it flying to the
ground, splitting the skateboard with one swing! Road agents hit the
scene and wrestle the ax away from Havoc and then do their best to
prevent Darby from getting back up and going after Havoc. Once the
two are separated fully, we get a final shot of the crazed look on
Havoc’s face and his eyes focused squarely on the debuting Darby
Allin. Tonight wasn’t the best of nights for Darby to choose to be
honest with Havoc, fresh off losing his second opportunity at the
SGW Championship! Havoc's plan was to plow through the roster, but
now he has new problems to deal with.
We
go to the ring where the fans are all standing on their feet, ready
for what's coming next. The camera focuses on the entranceway for
several long seconds before the lights dim. The fans cheer loudly,
like they've never had lights dim around them before.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, here we are... the moment we've all
been waiting for... the main event. One time... for all time.
We continue focusing on the entranceway until...
"I
HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD...
THEY COUNSEL ME, THEY UNDERSTAND...
THEY TALK TO ME!"
The fans erupt in boos but as quickly as "Voices" hits, it abruptly
cuts off and leaves us in silence once more. All we can hear is the
droning boos of the fans in attendance... until...
"...HEY!"
The fans boo even LOUDER as the lights come up and golden sparks
begin showering from above the entranceway! "Burn in my Light" plays
for several long seconds before Randy Orton walks out onto the stage
and looks out at the fans with a disgusted sneer.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Wow. What a
throwback, gentlemen!
Orton stands beneath the golden sparks and throws his arms out to
the sides in his classic pose, drawing even more heat before he
begins walking confidently down to the ring. Orton walks up the
steps and enters the ring before climbing onto the second rope and
throwing his arms to the side as even more sparks begin pouring from
the ceiling above.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Of all the things I thought we might see tonight... this, I
did not expect. Randall Keith Orton, the Legend Killer himself...
classic entrance and all. I've got goosebumps!
[ Scott Steiner
] Get a good look at him while
you still can! Because this son of a bitch is toast after tonight!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] This is a match...
nearly fourteen years in the making! Randy Orton has never looked so
focused! So intent! If there's any man alive who can end the legend
of Jeff Jarrett... gentlemen, I dare say it's this man we're looking
at right now!
Orton hops off the apron and walks to the center of the ring,
pausing there for a moment before approaching a corner and standing
with his back to it. He wipes his nose and glares at the entranceway
as Aubrey Edwards checks him for foreign objects. The pyro stops
falling and his music cuts... the fans begin buzzing with
excitement.
"Evil Ways" by Blues Saraceno begins to play... and plays out for
almost a full minute before Jeff Jarrett walks out onto the stage in
black and gold gear with a matching sleeveless entrance robe.
Jarrett stands on the stage for a moment, stopping to raise his
golden guitar high over his head and look out at the fans.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, this is something we never thought we
would ever see again. Jeff Jarrett is here... prepared to compete
right now, in the main event of Supremacy!
Jarrett rests the guitar over his shoulder and makes his way down to
the ring. He walks up the steps, strides across the apron, and then
stands there for a long moment, looking out at the fans before
climbing through the ropes. Orton storms out of the corner and meets
Jarrett in the center of the ring. They stand nose to nose, just
staring each other down until Aubrey Edwards forces herself between
them, separating them before it gets out of hand. Orton and Jarrett
stand on either side of her. Jarrett's music cuts and Justin Roberts
steps up next to Aubrey.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Fans, it's time.
Jarrett and Orton's eyes remain locked on each other.
[ Justin Roberts
] Ladies and gentlemen... it is now time... for our
MAAAAAAAAAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!
The fans cheer loudly and the lights dim. A spotlight falls on the
center of the ring where our two competitors continue to stare each
other down. Justin Roberts continues with a proud look on his face.
[ Justin Roberts
] Standing here to my left... he is a man known around the
wrestling world as The Legend Killer! He is a former TWO-TIME SGW
Television Champion! A former TWO-TIME SGW World Heavyweight
Champion! He is a Solid Gold Wrestling HALL OF FAMER and the winner
of the first-ever 12 Large Tournament! He is The Godsend! The Viper!
AND THE MAN... WHO KILLED TAZZZZZZZZZZZ!
Orton nods, proud of that last one.
[ Justin Roberts
] RANDYYYYYYYY ORTONNNNNNNNN!
As Justin Roberts' voice trails off, we can hear the boos begin to
well up from deep in the heart of the arena. Jarrett eyes don't
leave Orton as Justin Roberts clears his throat and continues.
[ Justin Roberts
] And his opponent... standing to my right... he is a living
legend in the world of professional wrestling... he is a former
TWO-TIME SGW World Tag Team Champion! A former TWO-TIME SGW United
States Champion! A former League of Champions World Heavyweight
Champion! A former New Era Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion...
and a former FIVE-TIME SGW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! He is an SGW
Hall of Famer and the winner of the FIRST-EVER WRESTLEBRAWL MATCH!
HE IS THE CHOSEN ONE! THE JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR! THE KING OF THE
MOUNTAIN! AND THE ONE AND ONLY SIX-STRING SAMURAIIIIIIIIIIIII!
Roberts gestures toward Jarrett with his hand.
[ Justin Roberts
] JEFFFFFFFFFF JARRETTTTTTTTTTTT!
The fans react strongly... mixed, but strong. Jarrett sheds his
entrance robe and lays his guitar beneath the bottom turnbuckle in
his corner. Jarrett and Orton stand in their respective corners as
Justin Roberts exits the ring and Aubrey Edwards calls for the bell!
Referee -
Aubrey Edwards
| Time Limit -
30:00
Jarrett and Orton meet in the center of the ring and stand nose to
nose. The fans are reaching a fever pitch as they're so anxious to
see these two finally throw down. Suddenly, without warning, Orton
shoves Jarrett back a step... and then spits right in his face!
Jarrett wipes the spit out of his face and then throws a big punch
but Orton deflects it... RKO OUT OF NOWHERE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] NO WAY!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I-I'm speechless!
What!?
Orton covers Jarrett and hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! THR-- JARRETT
KICKS OUT! The fans blow the roof off! Orton immediately rolls over
onto the mat next to Jarrett, his face only inches away from
Jarrett's. Orton pounds his fists into the mat, seething with
intensity as spittle flies from his mouth.
[ Scott Steiner
] That was too damn close!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] We almost saw the
most shocking finish in SGW history!
Jarrett begins to stir and rolls over onto his side. Orton continues
pounding the mat and shouting "GET UP! GET UP, JEFF! IT'S TIME!"
Jarrett pushes himself up onto all fours and then gets up to one
knee. Orton slowly stands, remaining doubled over so he can maintain
eye contact with Jarrett... and then he goes for ANOTHER RKO!
Jarrett shoves him off! Orton hits the ropes and rebounds toward
Jarrett... but Jarrett catches him with a boot to the stomach! DDT
ON ORTON! Orton immediately rolls out of the ring, to the floor!
Orton favors his neck as he staggers around ringside... until
Jarrett nails him with a baseball slide that sends him into the
guardrail!
[ Tony Schiavone
] They're taking it to the floor!
Jarrett takes Orton by the head and pulls him up off the floor. He
goes to whip Orton into the rail but Orton reverses it and sends
Jarrett into the rail instead! Orton follows him in and Jarrett
ducks a clothesline attempt! Orton ends up with his back to the rail
and Jarrett nails him with a big right hand but Orton responds
immediately with a EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Jarrett staggers out and Orton
charges at him, catching him right in the gut with a KITCHEN SINK!
Jarrett flips over Orton's knee and lands in a seated position on
the floor! Orton immediately snatches Jarrett up by his hair and
then wraps his arms around his waist before charging and ramming him
back first into the steel steps! With Jarrett's back to the steps,
Orton pummels away at his head before booting him in the stomach
until he falls into a seated position against them! Aubrey Edwards
has begun countin them out! Orton slides under the bottom rope and
then returns to the floor, breaking the count before taking Jarrett
by the hair and pulling him back up to his feet. Orton hooks Jarrett
for a suplex but Jarrett fights it. Orton struggles to get the
suplex until he becomes frustrated and rams Jarrett's head into the
apron, the hardest part of the ring!
[ Scott Steiner
] Come on, Jeff! Come alive,
dammit!
Orton shoves Jarrett up onto the apron and then rolls under the
bottom rope. Orton reaches through the ropes and grabs Jarrett's
hair, pulling him and then pulling him through the ropes. Jarrett
doesn't have time to even try to fight back before Orton plants him
with a DRAPING DDT! The fans boo loudly as Orton immediately goes
for the cover! ONE! TWO! THR-- JARRETT GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!
Orton sits up on his knees next to Jarrett and smiles evilly. Orton
positions himself in the corner and waits on Jarrett to get up. The
fans boo loudly as Jarrett forces himself up to all fours... the
fans are going nuts, trying to warn Jarrett as Orton charges...
RUNNING PUNT-- NO! JARRETT MOVES! Orton whips around and throws a
clothesline at Jarrett but Jarrett catches him coming in... STROKE!
Jarrett covers! ONE! TWO! THRE-- NO! RANDY ORTON KICKS OUT!
[ Tony Schiavone
] I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Randy Orton is a
man possessed! He's consumed with this quest for revenge! He's not
going that quietly, Tony! Not by a bloody long shot!
Jarrett doesn't even look surprised as he slowly returns to his feet
and backs into a corner. He motions for Orton get up and Orton
slowly pushes himself up to all fours. As Orton stands up on
spaghetti legs, Jarrett charges across the ring and boots him in the
stomach before pulling him in for a SNAP SUPLEX! Jarrett returns to
his feet and pulls Orton up behind him! Orton takes a swing and
Jarrett ducks it, catching Orton from behind and drilling him with a
BACKDROP SUPLEX! Jarrett rolls back to his feet and Orton quickly
rolls out of the ring, looking frustrated. Orton takes a lap but
then Jarrett follows him out, running up behind him... only to have
Orton hit him with a back elbow out of nowhere and then whip around
to nail Jarrett with a European Uppercut! Jarrett staggers backward
and Orton stays on him, drilling him with right hands until Jarrett
finds himself sandwiched between the ring post and Randy Orton!
Orton tees off, nailing Jarrett with right hand after right hand,
right to the head!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Bloody hell! Look
at those shots to the skull!
[ Scott Steiner
] God dammit, Jeff! Get your
damn head in the game!
Orton turns and rips up the padding around the ring, exposing the
unforgiving concrete! The fans boo loudly! Orton turns around and
walks into a boot to the stomach from Jarrett but Orton immediately
lashes out and rakes Jarrett eyes before kicking him in the gut and
pulling him into a suplex position. He hoists Jarrett up and rests
his feet on the apron... PLANTING JARRETT INTO THE CONCRETE WITH A
DRAPING DDT! The fans boo loudly as Orton rolls right back to his
feet with wide eyes, shouting "YES! YES, YOU STUPID BASTARD! STAY
DOWN!" Jarrett rolls over on his side, bleeding profusely from a
wound on his forehead!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Oh my, would ya' look at that.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] A wound like that
will certainly put you at a disadvantage in a match like this.
Orton mounts Jarrett and begins punching away at the wound on his
forehead before standing up and looking at the blood on his hand.
Orton smiles and wipes the blood on his chest. War paint! Orton
reaches down and grabs Jarrett by his hair, pulling him up to his
knees. Orton looks down into Jarrett's eyes and then hoists him up,
shoving him onto the apron and pushing him under the bottom rope.
Orton follows him in and slowly stalks him, walking a circle around
the ring as Jarrett struggles to regain his footing. Blood pools
under Jarrett's head as he forces himself up to all fours. Once
Jarrett has gotten up to one knee... Orton spins out and drops flat
to the mat, pounding his fists and waiting on Jarrett to get up.
Jarrett slowly stands, standing on spaghetti legs... and turns
around into... THE RKO! NO! Jarrett pushes Orton off! Orton goes
chest first into the ropes and bounces backward into Jarrett's arms!
THE STROKE! NO! Orton spins out of the hold! RKO! RKO OUT OF
NOWHERE! Orton springs back to his feet with wild eyes like he can't
believe it! He falls on top of Jarrett but doesn't hook the leg!
ONE! TWO! THRE-- JARRETT GETS A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!
[ Scott Steiner
] There's still life left in 'im!
Orton sits up, looking furious. Orton looks at the corner and nods
before approaching and stepping out onto the apron. He climbs the
turnbuckles and perches on the top for a moment as he waits on
Jarrett to return to his feet. Jarrett slowly stands and Orton
flies! HIGH CROSSBODY! JARRETT DROPKICKS HIM OUT OF MID-AIR! THE
FANS ERUPT! Both men are down! Orton writhes around on the mat,
favoring his stomach! Jarrett lays face down with blood pooling
beneath his head!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] We've not seen
Orton go to that well in a long, long time!
Orton is the first one back to his feet and he sets his sights on
the guitar resting in the corner. Aubrey Edwards tries to stop him
but he shoves her out of the way and picks it up, twirling it in his
hands before sizing Jarrett up. Jarrett pushes himself up to all
fours and then up to one knee. As he rises, blood trickles off his
features. He motions for Orton to bring it on and Orton charges at
him with the guitar, raising it over his head! Aubrey grabs it from
behind and snatches it out of his hands! Orton turns around and gets
in her face... only for Jarrett to nail Orton in the back, knocking
him into Aubrey! Aubrey goes down and rolls onto the apron! Orton
looks surprised but then turns around to find Jeff Jarrett...
holding his golden guitar! "YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" shouts Orton and
Jarrett busts the guitar over Orton's head! The fans EXPLODE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Vintage Double J!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Do it, Jeff! Make
the cover!
Jarrett falls on top of Orton! Aubrey slowly crawls back into the
center of the ring! ONE! TWO! THRE-- ORTON KICKS OUT! The fans can't
help but pop huge before the droning boos overtake the excitement of
the nearfall! Jarrett remains lying on top of Orton, too drained to
even look surprised. Jarrett rolls off of Orton and both men lie in
the middle of the ring. Both men begin to stir and slowly return to
their feet. They rise, backs to one another, and then slowly turn
around. Both men deliver boots to the gut at the same time and both
men double over! Jarrett hauls off and punches Orton in the jaw!
Orton returns with an UPPECUT that sends Jarrett upright! Jarrett
responds with another boot to the stomach and pulls Orton in for a
suplex but Orton spins out of that and goes for an RKO! Jarrett
shoves Orton off and Orton instantly whips around only to get
another boot to the stomach! Jarrett goes for a suplex again but
Orton blocks it, spins out... and DELIVERS AN RKO OUT OF NOWHERE!
[ Tony Schiavone
] Good lord, no! That has to be it!
Orton sits next to Jarrett and looks satisfied with what he's done.
Jarrett isn't moving at all. Orton dusts his hands off and slowly
gets up to his feet. He uses his boot to nudge Jarrett over onto his
back and then slowly falls to his knees. Orton covers Jarrett and
stares hard, right into the camera. Aubrey drops and counts...
one... two... thre-- wait! Orton pulls Jarrett up! He's not FINISHED
WITH HIM! Randy Orton shakes his head and holds Jarrett's head up
with hands on either side of it. "WE'RE NOT FINISHED YET, YOU SON OF
A BITCH!" and then he spits right in Jarrett's face! Orton drops
Jarrett's head and then stands up before backing up into a corner!
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I have to question
the intelligence in not finishing off Jeff Jarrett when he had the
chance!
Jarrett begins to stir and slowly gets up to all fours. It's obvious
that Jarrett has almost nothing left in the tank. Orton is
practically dancing in the corner as he hops up and down, ready to
deliver the killing blow! "GET UP! GET UP, JEFF! THIS ISN'T OVER
UNTIL I SAY IT'S OVER!" Jarrett is up to all fours and Orton
charges... RUNNING PUNT! NO! Jarrett moves out of the way and Orton
whips around, off-balance! Jarrett pulls him down into a SMALL
PACKAGE! ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER JEFF JARRETT via PINFALL in 19:33
The roof blows off and Jarrett releases the hold. Orton rolls into a
seated position and just sits there in disbelief before resting his
face in his hands, realizing what just happened. Jarrett lays flat
on his back with Aubrey Edwards checking on him.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, we have just witnessed history.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] Jeff Jarrett has
finally vanquished the demon from his past known as Randy Orton.
[ Scott Steiner
] I don't like the son of a
bitch but ya' gotta give it to Orton here. The guy gave as good as
anybody ever could. He's got my respect, even though he's a piece o'
shit.
The fans are cheering loudly and stand in unison, giving a standing
ovation to the two competitors still in the ring. The cheers become
even louder as Edge, Christian, Chavo Guerrero, Jr., Ric Flair, Bret
Hart, Trish Stratus, and Val Venis walk out onto the stage, flanked
by almost the entire SGW locker room. All of them stand and applaud
what just happened here in the main event of Supremacy.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Look at that, what a show of respect!
Aubrey Edwards helps Jarrett to his feet and then backs away slowly.
Jarrett stands in the corner with his back to the ring, hands on the
top rope as he braces himself. The applause and cheering are
incredibly loud... and then Randy Orton charges up on Jarrett and
whips him around in the corner, making him face him. The fans erupt
in boos.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Come on, Randy! You lost fair and square!
We hear a headset hit the desk and Scott Steiner stands up behind
the table, preparing to get involved if he needs to. But instead,
Orton just stares Jarrett in the eyes... and then extends his hand.
The fans begin cheering and the applause becomes even louder as
Jarrett nods and accepts the handshake. Orton can be seen mouthing
"I just needed to know" before Jarrett pulls him in for a hug.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] What a moment.
Orton rolls drops and rolls out of the ring before leaving up the
ramp, giving Jarrett the ring. Jarrett staggers out into the center
of the ring and looks out at the cheering fans. As they watch on and
cheer, Jarrett removes his wrist tape and then sits down in the
middle of the ring, unlacing his boots. The fans watch in awe as
they realize what's happening. Jarrett removes his black and gold
boots and then leaves them resting in the center of the ring.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Just like that... it's over.
[ Nigel
McGuinness ] I can't believe it.
We truly have witnessed history here tonight.
Jarrett climbs out of the ring and walks up halfway up the ramp
before turning around and taking one last look at the fans. They
continue cheering and applauding as he turns and walks up onto the
stage where he's greeted by the Championship Committe and members of
the SGW locker room. We focus on a shot of Edge and Christian
patting Jarrett on the back as he looks out at the fans and then we
fade out.
[ Tony Schiavone
] Ladies and gentlemen, for Nigel McGuinness and Scott
Steiner... this has been Supremacy, and I think it's safe to say
that things in SGW will never be the same again... good night and we
will see you in two week at So-Called Rivals!
